“Cough cough.”

The lower half of the body was torn, and the vessel, the last one, had a huge hole right in the middle of his chest, leading it to fall down while coughing blood.

Squirm

The veins on the body wriggled, and soon, black blood began to spurt out.

Swish!

Regeneration wasn’t happening due to the body being over exerted in the past couple moments, the muscles being adjusted, and the blood being moved in reverse. Losing one’s life had to be quite likely now.

‘Was this the end of all that waiting?’

For the first time in his life he was feeling desperate. He waited for the moment when Supreme and Muil were optimal and made bodies.

Adapting the vessels to handle the soul, he made them all his own to get his revenge on the Forces of Justice and Four Great Warriors who had defeated him.

But now an unexpected disaster popped up.

‘Mu…’

“Cough.”

He was born in the womb of the woman of the Hae family, but it wasn’t the vessel he wanted.

His body might have been the best for all of this, but that was all. He didn’t have much expectations for the child.

However, the vessel he gave up on had excelled over all and proved himself to be the incarnation of a disaster.

‘Ha…’

Just how disgusting is this? The vessel that he had given up surpassed him, and it shattered his own ambition.

‘Was this all useless?’

He was one who went after strength, immortality, and chaos, but in the end he ended up so weak and pitiful.

Mumu approached him.

Step

The last vessel looked at Mumu and said,

“Cough cough… are you going to end me?”

To which Mumu sighed as he said,

“No. I want to see it until the end.”

“Cough, until… the end?”

“Yes. Anyway, since I was born because of you, I want to watch until your end.”

“Cough…”

At Mumu’s words, the vessel shook his head.

He thought it was funny to see him destroy everything and then act like his son. At this he said,

“Then… do it properly. Right now… your actions… pity… are for yourself… so kill me.”

“You never know.”

“Then… kill me… it is better….”

“No. I will watch. I am someone who does things the way I want to.”

“…”

At Mumu’s words, the eyes of his father narrowed. He faintly recalled the words,

[I follow my heart.]

Hae Ha-rang.

Right. That woman said that to him.

To him, all the women were all just wombs to give him kids, but this woman despite knowing that said that she loved him.

‘Foolish woman.’

He regarded her as such, but now he could see it.

“… You are similar… to that… woman…”

“That woman?”

“The one… who… gave… birth to you… your mother.”

“You are the same till the very end.”

“If you think I am doing this before death out of fear then you are mistaken.”

“Yes, yes sure.”

It was nothing that he didn’t expect but—

The last vessel continued to mumble looking at Mumu.

“Let us… make a deal…”

“I made sure to tell you those tricks wouldn’t work.”

“… I… will… die soon… and to you… it will… do no… good… cough.”

The breathing of the vessel turned rough. Sooner or later he would stop breathing and he continued,

“Before death… I want… to achieve… things but… my blood… you… seem content… with this… then… I gained comfort… from being… defeated… by… my… blood.”

“Blood?”

“Spread my… name… cough… hahah… then… I will speak… of your… mother… whom you… know… nothing… about….”

It was his final offer.

He gave up too much, and now he had to let go. So as the person who inherited his blood, and not a vessel, he passed everything to Mumu.

That way, even if he died here, his existence, through his son, will continue. At least he thought that he could accept it despite hating his father.

It was natural that those who wanted power wanted someone strong supporting them from behind. And this child wanted to know more about his mother than anyone else.

“Don’t care.”

“…”

The vessel had given up. He didn’t want to listen to what his mother was like?

“You… your… mother… you do… not want to… know…?”

“I want to.”

“Then…”

“If I do what you want, a lot of people will be unhappy.”

“What?”

The vessel’s eyes trembled. Why was he saying such a thing?

What on earth does this kid with his blood and this much power want if not to conquer all the lands?

“That… power! You… do not want… to… defeat… everything…?”

“Yes. I have no interest.”

“You!”

“I am not interested in the things which can be achieved at anytime?”

“…”

At the words of Mumu, he was speechless.

Anytime?

Mumu, who was like a disaster, was saying such nonsense? It was like Mumu was an anomaly made in the world.

If Mumu put his mind to it, he could rule the entire central plains. That was how much power he held.

“Ha…”

The man looked up and sighed. Did the heavens do this on purpose… no, Mumu was born because of him.

He couldn’t understand it. Even on the verge of death he couldn’t.

“… That… that power… you… won’t… use… it… when… no one… can go… against you?”

“Do we need to care? Training muscles is enough that anyone to do it.”

“…”

Did this kid not know how strong he was? Or was he messing around at this? There was no more time to be angry.

“The power… haaa… the desire… you… lack… it… in the… end your… power… will…”

“Even if you have power it is meaningless if there is no one around you.”

At those words, the eyes of the man shook.

Isn’t everything meaningless?

“I do not know about you but I prefer being with people more. I am happy when I am surrounded by others.”

“…”

“You have precious people around you?”

“…”

“You are more pitiful than I thought.”

“…”

The man wasn’t sure how to respond to the words of Mumu.

‘… Precious people?’

He was someone who believed that being strong meant to be lonely and enjoy everything alone. However, this guy with so much strength thought that was all useless.

‘… He wanted to tell me this?’

His breathing was starting to fade, and he decided to speak as he looked at the sky.

“How long… can you… keep those… words…?”

“As long as I want to.”

“… Find… it… that…”

Shh

And without finishing his words, his breathing died down.

Shhh!

Mumu closed their eyes.

‘Find it?’

He was the last one of the vessels. Did he just mumble something in death?

Or did the heart of his father change?

Whatever it was, this was the true death of his father.

That night—

Clench!

Something came out from the depths of the ground. It was a hand.

It came out of the ground, and then came the face of someone.

“Puah!”

The face from the ground was none other than Heo Musa, a member of the academy.

How did he get buried?

“Haa… haaa…”

Heo Musa, who came out, gasped for air as this was what happened when one used the Tortoise Breathing technique.

He laid face down and gasped for air.

And he walked up to the aisle as his eyes widened.

“Ahhh….”

As if a war had broken out, or as if the cave turned to ruins, the deep underground now had a hole in it, and the floor had caved in.

And that wasn’t all, but there was a horrible smell which came continuously.

Clench

Heo Musa grit his teeth.

The faith in him was strong, but out of curiosity he dug out and tried to see the presence around.

But then, no, the worst had happened.

“Mumu!”

He thought that Muil and Supreme could take him down.

But the result?

Heo Musa went somewhere in anger.

He could see a tomb there.

[Overlord Blood Martial God]

On the tombstone was written this name, and with that he knelt down.

Bang!

He slammed his fist.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Heo Musa slammed the fists to the ground. His two fists were stained in blood, but his wrists were regenerating.

[You are a strange one. You came and said you want to be a vessel on your own… I like you.]

For the first time he was acknowledged and accepted as a vessel for the man who made him.

But before he could achieve the change everything went wrong.

“Kuaaak!”

He continued to bang his fists and raised his head.

Drop

Tears flowed from Heo Musa’s eyes which were red in anger.

Those tears now had blood too.

Crack!

Heo Musa grit his teeth and looked at the tomb in front of him.

“I will… surely avenge him. I will kill that man with my own hands as a duty as your vessel.”

Although he died, he had many secrets left behind in the cave. He would take revenge on the enemy with that.

Heo Musa looked at the night sky with tears on his hands.

“I swear! I will take him down with my own hands!”

“What?”

Hearing the voice from behind, his face hardened.

He gulped as he turned to find Mumu standing there with his eyebrows up.

“I didn’t leave yet.”

“…”