Chapter 11

Dragon Divine General

‘Easter Egg…!’

Park Chan-woo shuddered slightly as he gazed at the message that had appeared.

‘Easter Egg’ was one of the few key terms that pierced through the Abyss—a mystery that existed beyond all theories and common sense, something that could neither be achieved nor even thought possible.

‘Wasn’t it said that the Easter Egg is the key left behind by the God of the Abyss?’

People had often said:

If the ‘Creators’ create their own Abyss for personal enjoyment and thus mock humanity, wouldn’t there be a ‘God’ who created the grand Abyss where all the Creators dwell?

In the past, humanity had managed to obtain the ‘Easter Egg’ twice.

Yet, the ‘Creators’ had no idea what the Easter Egg actually was. Not even the ‘Nine Supreme Monarchs’ knew.

Thus, people became convinced:

This is it! The Easter Egg is the key left by the God of the Abyss to clear the entire Abyss!

‘It makes no sense for the Creator not to know what exists in their own Abyss.’

A Creator designs everything in the Abyss. They personally place every single consumable item, hide secret quests, and set challenges that are supposedly impossible to achieve. There’s nothing in the Abyss that escapes their grasp.

And yet, even the Creators were baffled by what the Easter Egg was, or why it existed in the Abyss. They hadn’t the faintest idea who had placed the Easter Egg in their own Abyss.

‘There must be a true God who governs the Abyss. The Nine Supreme Monarchs aren’t the true masters of the Abyss.’

Of course, it was all speculation. The Great Lords proclaimed themselves as the masters and gods of the Abyss, but in Park Chan-woo’s opinion, they were not gods.

He was certain that a true God existed—one who oversaw the entirety of the Abyss. He believed that the God of the Abyss, a mischievous being, secretly left traces of their presence behind.

Just like now.

Killing the ‘Game Master’, a being that a first-day Awakened individual couldn’t possibly defeat, even if they were reborn a hundred or a thousand times over.

And Park Chan-woo had done it.

Killing a high-level demon like Andariel was far more difficult than taking down the ‘Twelve Divine Generals’, the final goal of the ‘First Night’s Abyss’!

‘A high-level demon is strong enough to take on all Twelve Divine Generals at once.’

As a Game Master, Andariel only had the bare minimum power as a guide. If Andariel had used his full strength, humanity, having only just awakened, would have suffocated to death merely by approaching him.

Which meant…

‘Exceeding the final goal. A reward for killing an impossible target.’

The Easter Egg was a reward for that achievement.

Park Chan-woo stared at the white egg floating in midair. In the center of the egg, the number “001” was inscribed.

He slowly reached out and took the Easter Egg.

Then, a description appeared before his eyes:

After reading the explanation, Park Chan-woo nodded.

‘A growth-type luck reward, huh.’

True to its reputation as an Easter Egg, its ability was unique as well.

‘The final grade must be the [Zero] grade. Equipment is divided into eight total tiers, so it’s a level humanity can never reach.’

However, there was something puzzling.

If the egg’s grade increased every 20 levels, a total of 140 levels would be needed to reach the final [Zero] grade.

The Fourteen Boundaries… was that not a realm even the most powerful dragons had failed to reach?

It would be unthinkable to even dream of it unless you were one of the Twelve Lords.

Above all, the maximum level a human could achieve was 99. No one had ever surpassed that limit.

‘…This egg truly feels like a prank from a god.’

Even the description seemed like a joke.

To obtain an item that could only be acquired by overcoming an impossible trial, and then to realize that to see the final reward of that item, you would have to step into a realm that no one had ever reached before.

Ultimately, only Park Chan-woo, who had started at level -99, could hope to achieve the Easter Egg’s final grade.

‘Only I can do this.’

…Isn’t that funny?

He had thought selling his future had led him to the worst possible start. But now, it turned out that returning to level -99 was an immense advantage.

Killing Andariel, obtaining the ‘possibility’ of reaching the final reward of the Easter Egg, which was referred to as a ‘clear item’—all of this was possible because he had started at -99.

“…What should I do now?”

Lee Hyuk-soo spoke, his voice slightly trembling.

‘Grow stronger.’

Park Chan-woo hadn’t been standing with his hands behind his back for no reason.

This was the moment he fully understood the saying, “If I step forward, everything ends too easily.”

He had summoned the Grim Reaper and casually sliced through the Game Master who toyed with human lives as if they were mere playthings. His eyes remained steady, not a hint of tension in his demeanor.

Lee Hyuk-soo had never encountered someone like this before.

‘Who would’ve thought there was someone even less human than me?’

He was in awe. For the first time in his life, Lee Hyuk-soo felt overwhelmed by another person.

This was the first time he had felt such emotions since the surgery had dulled his feelings.

And he wasn’t the only one looking at Park Chan-woo in this way. Everyone present was staring at him, utterly dumbfounded.

‘What did I just witness?’

‘Is he really human?’

‘A monster. He’s a monster!’

A mountain of questions piled up, but not a single person dared to voice them. Instead, their gazes showed nothing but fear—a reverence for an existence that defied common sense.

“What do you think?”

Park Chan-woo directed his gaze at Lee Hyuk-soo. Lee stood still, gripping his greatsword, awaiting Park Chan-woo’s instructions.

As expected of a future Sword King, he regained his composure much faster than the others.

With a leisurely shrug of his shoulders, Park Chan-woo replied,

“Of course, we keep booking.”

The only thing that had changed was that the Game Master was dead. The ‘Death Booking’ wasn’t over yet.

The one who created this game was a being far beyond the likes of a high-level demon.

The owner of the ‘Moon’ floating in the sky above them.

No matter how much Park Chan-woo struggled, he could never bring about the bankruptcy of the ‘Master of the Moon’.

But…

‘It’ll definitely sting a bit.’

Wouldn’t it?

In this First Night’s Abyss, the Master of the Moon had probably opened his vault wide.

Park Chan-woo’s eyes gleamed.

The dazzling treasures hidden behind the curtain seemed almost within reach, as if he could grasp them at any moment.

Park Chan-woo slowly spoke.

“Made.”

This total already included the 4,444 points earned from killing Andariel.

Not only did he have the win streak bonus, but he also received a 20% discount on all treasures purchasable with Booking Points.

Of course, there was no way the Master of the Moon would have created such a system.

It was the one who had created the Easter Egg that made this possible—a being so powerful that they could break the rules set by the Master of the Moon at will.

‘I’m going all the way.’

Park Chan-woo made his decision.

He had already accumulated enough points to purchase the Philosopher’s Stone, but it wasn’t enough.

He intended to continue until this night was over.

“Made.”

He truly intended to see it through to the end.

“Made.”

Despite the repeated battles, his smile only grew deeper.

“Made.”

It felt as though tonight would be the best night of his life.

***

The hunt for the Twelve Divine Generals had been smooth.

They had successfully taken down eleven out of the twelve.

“We have plenty of time.”

“One hour is more than enough.”

“Let’s finish this quickly and get out of here!”

Excited people rushed through the warp and flooded into Seoul.

Their numbers easily surpassed 100,000.

And where Building 63 should have been standing, the Dragon Divine General awaited.

“Is this really Korea?”

“Why does that guy look completely untouched?”

“Those cowardly Koreans, did they not even attempt to challenge him?”

“Heh. What could those weaklings possibly do?”

Foreign challengers who arrived in Seoul through the warp tilted their heads in confusion.

The Dragon Divine General looked completely unscathed.

As if no one had even dared to challenge him, there wasn’t a single scratch on him.

Standing about 2 meters tall, the being with a teal dragon’s face stood still, arms crossed. Apart from his face, his body was almost entirely human in form, similar to the other Divine Generals.

“Aheta, did you think you could bind me to such a place?” the Dragon Divine General murmured, staring at the moon.

He paid no attention to the mass of humans that had appeared around him.

“There’s the last one!”

“Kill him!”

The crowd, already wild with excitement, rushed at him like madmen.

Just like all the other Divine Generals, no one could stand against sheer numbers, and in the end, they too would fall.

This final remaining creature would be no different, collapsing before the amassed humanity gathered here.

But…

“I will cut you down mercilessly.”

The Dragon Divine General uncrossed his arms.

Simultaneously, twelve scimitars (Yan Yue Dao) appeared in his hands.

Shing! Shing!

As his twelve arms moved at blinding speed, too fast to even be seen—

Everyone within a radius of several dozen meters who had lost their senses and rushed forward…

Slash—

Rip!

…were all cleanly cut down.

Their entire bodies were sliced as easily as chopping through radishes, cleaved in perfect lines.

The scene was utterly unreal.

Ssssh!

The bodies vanished soon after, disappearing completely.

“W-What?”

“H-How did that happen? Where did they all go?”

Hundreds of people had evaporated in an instant. Those who had been following behind froze in place.

It was only then that people realized.

‘The fact that he had no injuries…’

‘He’s on a completely different level from the other Divine Generals!’

The reason he was unscathed, the reason there was no sign of life around him, was simply because…

…the Dragon Divine General was too strong.

Every single one of those who had challenged him was already dead.

But even those thoughts didn’t last long.

“I will cut you down, again and again, without mercy.”

Shing! Shing!

No one could even get close.

“How are we supposed to defeat someone like that?!”

“Get out of the way! Move!”

“Please, spare me!”

The ones who had rushed forward now turned and fled in terror.

They were no match for him.

For them, only death remained as their final option.

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