The Outer God Needs Warmth-Chapter 115: Climb the highest (15)

"Yeah. That's right."

The Heavenly Demon then abruptly let go of her sword.

I can hear the immortals murmuring from above, but I know this doesn’t mean she’s giving up the fight.

Boom.

When the Heavenly Demon lifted her foot and struck the ground, a massive earthquake shook the area.

Rumble.

The main building of the Heavenly Demon Church shook, and the flames clinging to the building grew uncontrollably.

And from the Heavenly Demon’s eye level, the sword she had just released rose. The sword fell in sync with the world around it.

Crack.

Suddenly, all vibrations stopped.

But everyone here knows that this doesn’t mean it’s over.

The vibration of the sword suspended in the air didn’t cease.

And the Heavenly Demon walked upward, stepping on the sky.

It was as if she were walking up stairs in an empty void. The Heavenly Demon’s sword followed her, vibrating intensely as it moved in sync with her.

In the meantime, no one attacked the Heavenly Demon.

The Heavenly Demon stood higher than the highest roof.

As soon as she stopped, as if waiting for this moment, or perhaps sensing it was dangerous to leave it any longer, the immortals standing either in the sky or on rooftops each launched their attacks.

There were lightning strikes, winds, fire, and water, all flying toward her.

But none of them reached the Heavenly Demon.

When the Heavenly Demon glanced at her sword, it stopped trembling and slowly began to move again. But its movement was so slow that it seemed incapable of deflecting all the incoming attacks.

At least, that’s how it seemed to me.

Short, simple swings.

Every time she sliced through the air, the incoming attacks were either deflected or bounced back, striking the immortals.

With a single swing, two or more attacks were neutralized.

No matter how many attacks came, if they were dealt with one by one, it was just a matter of work. Furthermore, the attacks like water or wind, which couldn’t be measured, were dissipated when the sword moved.

The smoke rising from the burning Heavenly Demon Church fills the sky, and beneath the sky, filled with dark clouds, she stands alone, confronting the immortals.

As if offering her life, the Heavenly Demon approaches the immortals who refuse to flee, swinging her sword, and each immortal loses their life.

Eventually, the last immortal, rushing toward her, also loses their life and vanishes, giving me warmth before they disappear.

Victory.

Half of the Twelve Great Immortals under the leader Primordial Heavenly Venerable from the Heavenly Sect.

In addition to them, several immortals, confident they could fight, also perished. But I’m not relaxing yet. I’ve seen something extremely dangerous from their memories.

But I learned too late.

Suddenly, the air is cut as if by a square frame.

In the center, the Heavenly Demon swings her sword around, but even as she moves the sword, the three-dimensional space surrounding her flattens, shrinking.

But the Heavenly Demon’s sword cuts through the gap created by the flatness and escapes.

From the Heavenly Demon’s perspective, the space around her stays the same, but outside the cut surface, pure black darkness spreads out.

Taegukdo.

A powerful weapon that traps the enemy by unfolding it in the shape of a scroll, and when the scroll is rolled up, the target inside disappears.

But it can’t go outside. The sword is the only thing that tears through the space where the outside can be seen, but the Heavenly Demon’s body can’t leave, as if there’s an invisible wall.

The Heavenly Demon stares at a person unfolding the scroll from a distance.

They likely have no information, but they've immediately found the one responsible for what has happened to her.

Right after, the sword flies at high speed and pierces the head of the one holding the scroll.

Victory.

I thought so, but the Heavenly Demon’s gaze changed instantly to darkness.

The last thing the Heavenly Demon saw was a boy holding the scroll with the Heavenly Demon’s image, bending it after the man beside him, whose head was severed, had died.

I grasp the location of Taegukdo and without thinking, I rush towards it.

Meanwhile,

The Heavenly Demon swings her hand through the air several times.

At first, she strikes the air, but hits a solid wall. This wall gradually moves toward her.

The Heavenly Demon soon stops swinging her hand, letting out a deep sigh.

Then, after taking another deep breath, she exhaled softly and paused.

She spun her arms widely, her right hand up, left hand down, gathering them at the center. As she reversed the order, a brightly shining purple light emerged.

Yes.

It’s light.

Through the Heavenly Demon’s eyes, I can see her light.

Was that possible to appear outside a human’s body? Wasn’t light supposed to be the soul?

There’s no answer to my question.

The Heavenly Demon pressed her hands together, as if in prayer.

Whether it was the volume or the pressure, her palms didn’t touch. But her hands were glowing bright white.

And as the light grew brighter, the light in front of her slowly became thinner.

I’m watching, thinking she’s doing something incredible, but something feels off.

The sensation starts to fade from her fingertips. As I look at her fingers through the Heavenly Demon’s blurry gaze, the glowing fingers begin to crumble like dry clay, falling off.

The fragments sparkle in the air before disappearing.

Eventually, her hand, and even her elbow, vanishes.

The purple light had now become a thin, straight line.

No, before doing anything, I have to get the Heavenly Demon out of there.

Once Taegukdo completely folds, the space where the Heavenly Demon is will vanish.

Before she deteriorates further, I must find her and take her out. I know how to use it. I read her memory when she killed the one who originally owned it.

I ran with all my might.

Not long after, I saw the boy holding the folded Taegukdo scroll, pressing it down, next to a body with its head missing.

As I approached, planning to take the scroll, suddenly the Heavenly Demon opened her eyes properly, and a thin line moved like a sword. Despite her missing hands, it seemed as if an invisible hand reached forward.

"Heh, I never expected Sooga to rise higher than me. So it’s not a divine technique, but a heart technique... Yes. That’s right. It was enough to put it in the sword. But I couldn’t do that because I had someone who gave their heart."

In the darkness, gripping the thin thread of light, the Heavenly Demon spoke to herself.

"Instead, I’ll leave behind the Heavenly Demon’s Technique."

No.

That wasn’t self-talk.

She was speaking to someone.

The Heavenly Demon, speaking to someone in a place no one could hear, grabbed the thread of light and swung it from above to below.

A single stroke of the Heavenly Demon’s Technique.

The sky split.

It sliced through the air, leaving a sharp wound in the world.

In the blink of an eye.

In that brief moment, the powerful Taegukdo and the boy holding it vanished, and in his place was a deep darkness, rippling where I had exerted too much force.

But the difference from me was, unlike my shattered surroundings, there was only a clean, clear cut.

Thud.

I heard something fall from afar.

The Heavenly Demon’s senses.

The sensation of her body colliding.

In an instant, I looked up at the place where the Heavenly Demon had disappeared. The rooftop. Something that looked like the Heavenly Demon rolled off the rooftop and fell.

I ran quickly, but the Heavenly Demon fell faster.

She hit the roof several times before crashing down.

Not long after, I arrived at the place where the Heavenly Demon had fallen.

A woman with purple skin, her body mostly crushed from the fall, was dying on the ground.

Blood spread in all directions around her.

And drops of rain began to fall from the sky.

They say it rains after a major fire. The dust that rose high in the sky condenses into droplets and falls.

So.

I arrived at the place where the Heavenly Demon, who had no chance of surviving, lay, nearly dead.

"Heavenly Demon."

As I called her name, she coughed weakly.

I knelt down beside her and raised her head.

"Did you see?"

"Yes."

I saw it clearly. It was etched in my memory. It was short but intense enough that I could send the Heavenly Demon’s Technique to someone else instantly.

"I guess I was fated to fall. It’s just like when I was reborn."

Maybe that’s true.

The day the Heavenly Demon became a woman, she was falling from a high place and dying. She opened her eyes on my knee, looking up at me, her face distorted, and moved slightly.

Her face was so damaged that I couldn’t tell whether she was crying or laughing, making it hard to understand what emotion she had as she looked at me.

She gathered strength in her chest and opened her mouth.

"Friend, don’t cry."

"I'm sorry, Heavenly Demon. It's just rain."

Unfortunately, I wasn’t in a place where I could feel the emotions to cry. Any feelings like sadness or anger were buried by a desperate scream for coldness, and disappeared.

"You, a monster, are too naïve. If you’re going to hide something, at least do it well."

But after saying that strange thing about crying, the Heavenly Demon closed her eyes and took a breath.

"Born as a man, I saw the limits of nothingness, and as a woman, I felt the limits of affection. Having experienced every fall a person can, I now wish to leave this place. So, friend, you live according to the wish you spoke of to a person. That is the final spell I leave you."

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Her last breath exhaled, and the straight line that had fallen beside her slowly faded.

It was a small warmth, then it unraveled and became a thin thread, quickly turning into dust and disappearing.

Swishhh.

The rain turned into a torrential downpour, washing over the Heavenly Demon Church.

Until the body in front of me turned completely white.