Thus the Boy Runs Through the Labyrinth ~The Story of an Ordinary Boy Who Ended Up Punching Heroes, Demon Lords, and Even Gods~ – Chapter 712

The Creator knew the existence that had manifested, a being mixed with human and dragon. He had already read the records of the gods he had made his vessels and understood the transformations they had undergone. That being was a virtual personality created by the Old Humanity from beyond to send divine power into the Ark and activate it. Though its power had been weakened and stolen, the majority of the god’s power still remained in his hands. Therefore, he understood it to be nothing more than a remnant that had lost its purpose.

“『 **[Swaying]** 』”

His perception was not mistaken. At least, compared to his current power, the “intelligent beings from just a moment ago” were merely remnants attached to the Moon God.

“『 **[Go Mad]** 』”

But it was not so now.

“<――――!?>”

Along with those wicked words, the dominion space deployed by the Creator became further distorted. The boundaries warped, buckled, twisted, and tore apart, thrown into madness. They could not grasp the dominion of the Ash Flame at all; on the contrary, it began to invade. He realized that spatial dominion and madness, two separate powers, were operating completely independently. Parallel spell activation is difficult for humans. Why could this child, who was not freed from the shackles of humanity like himself, achieve it? He understood that this battle was one against many.

No, that was a minor issue. The important fact was that the intelligent being, which should have been just a remnant, was now resisting his power. The reinforcement through spells filling the space was extending even to the intelligent being.

“『No. way!!! That wouldn’t happen!!! H Ahahahahaha!!! No way! No way! No way!!!』”

As if to say “I don’t care about your turmoil,” the dragon laughed. With a voice that seemed to mock everything, it extended its body from the space swirling with Ash Flame, entwined itself with the grey-haired boy who was the master of the dominated space, and gazed at him with immense delight.

“『To think you’d actually extend your hands towards a God Killer…!』”

“Last.”

Then, another dragon overflowed. It was different from the white dragon that had emerged. A black dragon. Clad in the same Ash Flame, it circled around its master protectively, just like Last. Then, it gazed at the white dragon and spoke with a hint of confusion.

“『Are you excited?』”

“『Forgive me! I’m overjoyed! Ah!! To be granted such an opportunity!!!』”

The white dragon, even when pointed out, looked at the Creator as if unable to suppress its excitement. Its voice filled with hatred and pleasure, it declared, mocking the Creator’s space being filled with madness and collapsing.

“『To have a chance to directly kill the god who arbitrarily created us and then abandoned us…!』”

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There was no joy in being born. Along with the absence of the love that a baby should receive, there was only contempt and disgust. It was impossible not to feel hatred towards its creator.

However, by the time it was driven into the Ark and began its invasion, the Creator’s shadow or form had already ceased to exist. It invaded out of spite and rampaged, but it was meaningless (and it was even sealed by the Witch after being punched by Greed). Eventually, it fell into a long state of conflict with the Ark. Time passed. Unfathomable years continued to flow. The dragons of the same kind reached their limit, their minds collapsing, yet Lust, which repeatedly regenerated through life and death, did not go mad.

Time simply passed, festering and rotting, and regenerating each time. And this was the end result. No matter how evil Lust, the Dragon of Lust, was, the chance to kill its creator would no longer arrive. It had no choice but to accept this.

Or so it should have been.

“『Thank you, Ul!!! Cursing you was the greatest fortune of my life!』”

And now. The Dragon of Lust exclaimed in delight, embracing Ul’s body, and let out a cry of joy. It was completely unlike her. She would never normally do such a thing. But she did now. This was truly the first time since her birth that she had felt such overwhelming joy, and she couldn’t control herself.

From within Ul, Lust saw everything. It had believed it was impossible from the start. It had resigned itself to dying along the way. But after a deadly battle with Greed, it endured the Moon God’s betrayal, surpassed the Demon King who received Sloth’s favor, swallowed the remaining dragons, obtained the strongest sword, and finally, even surpassed and brought down the heroes who possessed divine power. And now, it had been given the opportunity to face the Creator who had manifested.

It could only be described as a miraculous stroke of luck. Lust trembled with joy.

“You’re such a opportunist,” Ul said, sighing, but did not deny it. The Ash King, who had overcome countless deadly battles and now bore the aura of a victor, touched its manifested body and commanded. “Pierce the god. Obey.” These words, directed at the monster Lust, held no hatred or disgust. Directed at its half that had fought alongside it in deadly battles, there was a strange trust.

“『――――Of course. My terrifying, beloved Ash King.』”

Lust savored an emotion that had never been directed at it before. It was impossible for such an emotion to be directed at itself, a monster, a calamity that would destroy humanity. Lust laughed, finding it surprisingly not bad, and kissed Ul.

“『Every last drop of my soul belongs to you.』”

“Yeah.”

Similarly, the black dragon, which also protected Ul, rubbed its forehead against Ul, showing its trust.

“『I’ll help.』”

“Thank you,” Ul said, smiling. The black dragon purred happily. A strange bond existed there. A peculiar, profound relationship of affection, different from the love between humans, a relationship that should not have been possible, was formed. And this combined with two spears, triggering the Dragonization Phenomenon.

[White Emperor Spear, Black Flame Rage] / [White Princess Flower, Black Madness Spear]

And that was not all. Countless shadows of dragons spilled from the surrounding Ash Flame and gathered by Ul’s side. These were the remnants of the dragons’ thoughts, a collection of curses. But if they were also things that flowed from humans, they could become a power to resist. The Ash King was chosen as the vessel to contain them.

Sloth, the dragon of sloth, who had resurrected with the demon god, also sighed and descended. While acting somewhat lethargic, she cast a glance at the Creator and wore a slight, wicked smile.

Thus, all the dragons gathered before the Ash King. He raised his spear and declared.

“『Seven Dragon Combined Sin』”

At the moment of that declaration, countless powers that had fallen or were still unaimed from the Creator were swallowed by the dominion of the Ash Flame. All manner of curses and prayers, all of them submitted to the Ash King’s will, were dominated and took form. It resembled the form manifested when it fought the divine sword, but it was different. The true Dragon King who commanded the will of all dragons.

“『Ash Flame Dragon King / Abyss of Gods』”

The ultimate form of the monster that accepted and obeyed everything, [Final Calamity / Ash King], manifested on earth.

<――――What is that.>

Witnessing this, the Creator’s expression finally broke for the first time. It was not an expression of panic or disgust, but one dominated solely by the emotion of “incomprehension.”

Conversely, Ul, who was met with that doubt, showed no disturbance. Pointing the spear, now a true God Killer, at the Creator, she said as a matter of course.

Since both good prayers and wicked curses are things that fall from humans.

Acknowledging and accepting them.

“『Everyone is like that, more or less.』”

For this very reason, the Ash King had arrived at this point.

<[Path Expansion]>

“『Let’s go. Israelia Granstar.』”

Thus, the Ash King charged directly at the Creator.