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Chapter 897: Correction of Fate (2) (End of volume 4) · Nov 01, 2026

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851 Chapter 851 Fractured Origin (2) 2026-11-01
852 Chapter 852 Path to Revelation (1) 2026-11-01
853 Chapter 853 Path to Revelation (2) 2026-11-01
854 Chapter 854 The Truth Behind Everything (1) 2026-11-01
855 Chapter 855 The Truth Behind Everything (2) 2026-11-01
856 Chapter 856 The Truth Behind Everything (3) 2026-11-01
857 Chapter 857 The Awakening (1) 2026-11-01
858 Chapter 858 The Awakening (2) 2026-11-01
859 Chapter 859 Grace (1) 2026-11-01
860 Chapter 860 Grace (2) 2026-11-01
861 Chapter 861 Forced Hand (1) 2026-11-01
862 Chapter 862 Forced Hand (2) 2026-11-01
863 Chapter 863 A King’s Return (1) 2026-11-01
864 Chapter 864 A King’s Return (2) 2026-11-01
865 Chapter 865 Path of No Return 2026-11-01
866 Chapter 866 Devoured Hope (1) 2026-11-01
867 Chapter 867 Devoured Hope (2) 2026-11-01
868 Chapter 868 The Demon King’s Desire (1) 2026-11-01
869 Chapter 869 The Demon King’s Desire (2) 2026-11-01
870 Chapter 870 Circle of Eternal Life (1) 2026-11-01
871 Chapter 871: Circle of Eternal Life (2) 2026-11-01
872 Chapter 872: Circle of Eternal Life (3) 2026-11-01
873 Chapter 873: The Final Torch (1) 2026-11-01
874 Chapter 874: The Final Torch (2) 2026-11-01
875 Chapter 875: The End of an Era (1) 2026-11-01
876 Chapter 876: The End of an Era (2) 2026-11-01
877 Chapter 877: The End of an Era (3) 2026-11-01
878 Chapter 878: The End of an Era (4) 2026-11-01
879 Chapter 879: The Labyrinth of Blood 2026-11-01
880 Chapter 880: The Strongest Creation (1) 2026-11-01
881 Chapter 881: The Strongest Creation (2) 2026-11-01
882 Chapter 882: Odin’s Treasury 2026-11-01
883 Chapter 883: World Against World 2026-11-01
884 Chapter 884: Turning the Tables (1) 2026-11-01
885 Chapter 885: Turning the Tables (2) 2026-11-01
886 Chapter 886: Relic of the Past (1) 2026-11-01
887 Chapter 887: Relic of the Past (2) 2026-11-01
888 Chapter 888: Zahara 2026-11-01
889 Chapter 889: Massacre of Iron and Flesh 2026-11-01
890 Chapter 890: Disrespect 2026-11-01
891 Chapter 891: Absolute Hell Demon 2026-11-01
892 Chapter 892: The King Who Ruled Nothing 2026-11-01
893 Chapter 893: Against the Entire World (1) 2026-11-01
894 Chapter 894: Against the Entire World (2) 2026-11-01
895 Chapter 895: The Strongest Demon 2026-11-01
896 Chapter 896: Correction of Fate (1) 2026-11-01
897 Chapter 897: Correction of Fate (2) (End of volume 4) 2026-11-01
898 Chapter 898: Rise of Shadow Sect 2026-11-01
899 Chapter 899: Gift of Life and Death 2026-11-01
900 Chapter 900: Empire Built on Souls (1) 2026-11-01

Chapter 897: Correction of Fate (2) (End of volume 4)

The crimson glow in the Upper First’s eyes flickered faintly, his instability now impossible to hide, as he found himself standing before another door.

A gate vastly larger than all the previous ones.

A dark gate forged from black iron.

”I do not understand... where am I now?”

”Where did that light lead me?”

Crimson stepped forward ...

only to freeze in place as the gate trembled and a magnificent light spilled through its cracks.

Then, slowly...

it began opening before him, revealing what lay beyond.

Crimson had wondered the entire time—

what exactly was that light?

Who had sent it to him?

Who possessed the power to manipulate the doors of the maze within this continent no one understood?

Someone capable of separating him from the others so effortlessly?

His heart was uneasy.

Tense.

As though something was terribly wrong.

But he had no choice except to continue.

To face whatever awaited him.

And the gate opened.

Within it, a silhouette emerged amidst the light.

Then the Upper First heard soft footsteps.

From them alone, he realized the approaching figure was not a man.

Her black dress scattered behind her like living shadows, stretching to cover her entire body, including her arms.

Her hands rested together before her as she walked with solemn elegance.

And soon—

their gazes met.

Crimson immediately looked away against his own will, unable to withstand looking directly into her eyes.

Because those were not eyes.

They resembled black gemstones illuminated by starlight itself.

As though an entire universe existed within them.

With a single glance, the Upper First understood—

she was no ordinary being.

”You look pitiful, Demon King.”

Her cold voice sent chills through the Upper First, causing him to frown as he instinctively stepped back.

”What...?”

Confusion spread across his face after the woman addressed him as the Demon King.

But he was not the king.

He was the Upper First.

The king was Agaroth.

That was what Crimson believed.

”No.”

”You are the true king.”

”You were created to become one.”

”But that filthy creature interfered and stole your destiny.”

The woman spoke with disdain.

With disappointment.

”He stole it from you... yet you accepted it willingly and bowed to him of your own accord.”

”In doing so, you abandoned the purpose entrusted to you.”

Her voice carried unbearable weight.

And with every passing second before her, Crimson’s unease only deepened.

He raised Kingslayer toward her while retreating three hurried steps backward.

Then he asked harshly,

”Who are you?”

The woman answered with the same indifferent contempt.

”You already know the answer to that question.”

The instant those words left her lips, the Upper First lunged forward.

He swung Kingslayer with everything he had, aiming to sever her neck—

because the ominous feeling within his heart had suddenly intensified.

As though invisible hands were crushing him alive.

He was injured.

Far from his best condition.

Yet he still gathered enough strength for at least one devastating strike.

And yet—

his eyes widened completely in shock when the woman stopped Kingslayer’s blade with two fingers alone.

No matter how much force he used—

he could not push them back even slightly.

”You dare raise your weapon... against your creator?”

Clea’s voice became even more terrifying.

Her second hand had already reached Crimson’s chest while the first casually restrained his spear.

Within her palm, a dark power formed—

a power unlike anything Crimson had ever witnessed before.

Then it exploded.

A beam erupted from her hand, piercing straight through his chest before bursting out from his back.

The Upper First was blasted backward and crashed violently onto the floor, a massive bloody hole pouring endlessly from his ruined chest.

He groaned in agony.

Kingslayer slipped from his grasp and crashed onto the ground with a thunderous metallic shriek—

as though the weapon itself mourned the fate of its master.

Crimson suffered.

Bled.

Then barely managed to turn his eyes, struggling desperately to remain conscious.

Clea slowly walked toward him.

And once she reached him, she stopped.

Looking down upon him coldly.

The First Writer slowly knelt.

Then held Crimson’s head between both hands, revealing a horrifying expression that planted fear deep within the Upper First’s heart.

”It is time to correct this disgusting mistake.”

”And return you to the proper path.”

After those words, the only sound echoing through the cold dark corridor was Crimson’s agonized screaming.

He screamed with everything he had as unbearable pain consumed him.

Black veins extended from Clea’s hands and pierced directly into his mind.

Dark lines spread across the entirety of the Upper First’s face.

His eyes rolled white from the sheer horror of what he endured.

He resisted desperately.

Resisted with everything he possessed.

But the First Writer was far too powerful.

Crimson screamed.

Howled like a mortally wounded beast whose fall could shake the world itself.

He screamed for a very long time.

Until eventually—

he became silent.

And stillness finally consumed the corridor.

Once she finished, Clea rose to her feet.

And Crimson rose as well.

But this time—

he knelt before her on one knee.

Lowered his head respectfully before her.

Clea stared at him silently for a moment.

Then she finally opened her mouth—

to issue her commands to the true Demon King.

”Go.”

”Find him for me.”

”Find the false king you served all these years... and use the power I granted you against him.”

”Fight him.”

”And show him the truth.”

”The truth that he possesses nothing.”

”Neither in this world... nor in the real one.”

”He is nothing more than a creature that defied its creator.”

”A creature born from a stolen tool.”

”A thing trying to claim greatness while remaining incapable of escaping a pathetic material world.”

Clea raised her hand slightly, a faint glow radiating from it.

”My patience has run out, Frey.”

”I will kill him myself.”

”And return both you and your father... so I may finally end this farce that has dragged on for far too long.”

Clea’s voice carried absolute certainty as she issued her threat.

Then she stepped back through the gate—

after subjugating the Upper First in the cruelest way imaginable.

The mysterious continent had begun changing.

Countless new variables had entered the stage.

And the number of factions struggling within it continued to grow.

Because on that very night—

a dreadful dark existence appeared before the continent.

A creature carrying immeasurable power.

The monster that devoured everything...

Agaroth had entered the continent.

And with that ... a new Chapter began.

Its battlefield was a land caught between two worlds.

...

Author’s Note:

This marks the end of Volume 4: The Shattering.

And the beginning of Volume 5: The Land Between Two Worlds .

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