The Vacant King ──From Slave to World Ruler by Summoning the Strongest Allies⑭

Chapter 14

“The Black King”

A purple-black “death”
tore through the sky.

──SLASH!!!!

Elcia’s strike.

It was not a slash.

It was “demise” itself.

The moment Nemesis was swung.

Space.

Time.

Life.

Concepts.

Everything,
tore apart in black.

The countless eyes floating around the white “hand”
crushed all at once.

──GYAAAAAA!!!!

A scream.

The Heavenly Gate shrieked.

An existence from outside the world
knew “pain” for the first time.

The soldiers
were simply trembling.

No one could understand.

What they were fighting now
was not a myth.

It was “the end the world had hidden” itself.

Felgrad laughed
while exploding with golden flames.

“Hahahaha!!”

“That’s it, Elcia!!”

The golden beast charged.

Trailing flames,
it bared its fangs at the white “hand”.

──DOGOOOOON!!!

Collision.

The world distorted.

Space bent.

But.

The white “hand” still did not stop.

From the cross-section of the severed arm,
silvery flesh writhed.

Regeneration.

No.

“Restoration of existence”.

Lumia’s face turned pale.

“No way...”

“Even though I cut it with Nemesis...!”

Zerva muttered lowly.

“Those guys on the other side”

“have a different kind of ‘death’.”

At that moment.

Deep within the white “hand”.

In the abyss of the Heavenly Gate,
something moved.

──GOOOOOOO...

The world shook.

Mountain ranges floated.

The seas flowed backward.

The soldiers despaired.

“A-are there still more...?”

“You’ve got to be kidding me...”

Rein also gasped.

He saw it.

Deep inside the Heavenly Gate.

A giant “shadow”.

Larger than a star.

He couldn’t even grasp its outline.

It was just

“watching”.

At him.

With just that gaze,
reality began to crumble.

And then.

A voice echoed
directly into his brain.

《Vacant Seat》

《So you were still remaining》

The black throne
shook violently.

──GOGOGOGOGO...!!

Purple lightning.

Spatial collapse.

Black magic power
overflowed from Rein’s body.

Lumia shouted.

“Rein!!”

But.

It wouldn’t stop.

His brain was burning.

His vision was fracturing.

And then.

He saw it again.

...The throne.

Countless vacant seats.

In the deepest part.

“The Black King”.

This time,
he could see the face a little.

Black hair.

Purple eyes.

And.

The same face as Rein.

“...!?”

His heart felt like it was stopping.

The man
was smiling quietly.

Around him were
corpses of gods.

Dragon remains.

Collapsed stars.

Ended civilizations.

Everything was piled up.

Yet.

The man was lonely.

No one was by his side.

Only vacant seats
lined up infinitely.

The man said quietly.

《Finally》

《You’ve come this far》

Rein shouted.

“Who are you!!”

The man did not answer.

Instead.

Those purple eyes
narrowed gently.

《...You》

《Do not break yet》

In an instant.

Rein’s vision returned.

Reality.

The battlefield.

Elcia
was looking at him.

Those blue eyes
were shaking violently.

As if.

She had seen “something impossible”.

She muttered in a trembling voice.

“...No way.”

“That’s...”

Nemesis
growled lowly.

The dead were making noise.

Felgrad too,
and Zerva.

Everyone
was looking at Rein.

And then.

Elcia,
while pale, said.

“King...”

“You... could it be...”

At that moment.

The “shadow” deep within the Heavenly Gate
laughed.