Chapter 247
─ I’ve been waiting for you, Hanseong.
At that name, the warrior from another world quietly held his breath.
“Noah.”
And the warrior, too, called her name as if it were familiar.
“That you, and your ‘Ark,’ are here…”
─ Log playback initiated.
Before the hero could utter another word, the inorganic sound echoed once more from the depths of the Great Labyrinth. Simultaneously, the world beneath their feet shifted.
It was not the world of thought. It was not magic or sorcery either, merely a hologram devoid of any influence.
What unfolded there was the hero’s world of long ago.
Not the world of the empire’s hounds, but the world of the days when he was a monster hunter, risking his life to protect his own world.
After the hero vanished, what unfolded there was, quite literally, the end of the world.
Monsters that tear through the heavens and trample the earth—predators from another realm that the demons and beasts of this world dare not even compare to.
Before them, the survivors—having lost their commander-in-chief and their focal point—were painted a picture of ruin.
Heartbreaking news poured in from every nation. The survivors’ territory shrank day by day. Nations crumbled. The order, desperately maintained through a single focal point, was rapidly collapsing.
Amidst it all, people clung to the unshakable belief that Han Seong, now ‘missing,’ would return, crying out his name like a savior.
He never returned, not even at the very end.
