I'm the Only One With a Different Genre - Chapter 205

Chapter 205

Iris?

He was momentarily flustered and tried to draw out his power.

[Kuh…!]

But due to the wound left by the Gag God, he couldn’t exert his full strength. If he were to draw more power from his true body beyond the dimension, he might be able to breathe easier, but he could also end up being expelled from the dimension like the Gag God.

It would be like burning down your own house just to catch a bug. It was a situation where being sealed as is might be more beneficial.

However, that didn’t mean he would let himself be sealed without a fight, so the Outsider struggled fiercely.

If only he had an hour after the Gag God left, the Demon King’s attempt would have been nothing more than a child’s play.

It was a situation so fortunate that one could say heaven itself had intervened.

As the red light gradually tightened around his body and began to crush him into oblivion…

Flash!

The dark clouds that had covered the sky split apart, and a blinding light began to pour down from the heavens. It was a brilliant yet warm light, as if an angel described in the scriptures was descending, gently caressing the Demon King’s castle.

Crack.

The radiant light, which seemed to symbolize hope and miracles, touched the evil demonic sword, causing a small crack to appear.

Clang!

With a sharp sound, as if a glass vessel had shattered, the demonic sword split in two, and the red net that had covered the sky vanished in an instant.

In the Demon King’s castle, only the faint breaths of the dying Demon King and the silence of those who realized things had gone terribly wrong filled the air.

The Demon King reached out toward the brilliant light visible through her blurry vision.

[Ah, you’ve finally returned.]

Through a soul-shaking sensation, she instinctively realized.

Their god had returned.

Dozens of pure white wings spread out in a dazzling display. Within the wings were multiple pairs of eyes, and at the center, countless more eyes were embedded.

Those eyes, which could peer into the source of all things, were not something lower beings could dare to gaze upon. The eyes embedded in the wings and body radiated a mysterious color, evoking both awe and fear at the same time.

The countless eyes, seemingly numbering in the hundreds or thousands, each looked in different directions, as if they were observing the entire world.

[Hah… I’ve finally regained my freedom.]

As the thunderous voice echoed, the ground trembled, and the sky quaked. It was a voice so overwhelming that it shook the soul of anyone who heard it.

Everyone in the Demon King’s castle held their breath, immersed in a mixture of fear and reverence.

[Hmph, did you come back because you wanted to die?]

The Outsider, who was regaining his strength rapidly, glared sharply at the being who had once been the “Dark Fantasy World God.”

The one who had barely escaped the Gag God and regained his freedom spoke in a cheerful tone.

[Oh dear, I only came to help.]

[What nonsense.]

[I’m not talking about that ridiculous sealing incident.]

He revealed the card he had been hiding.

[I was just trying to help you deal with the one you faced earlier— the one who created this game you’re trapped in.]

[Huh? What are you talking about?]

Flap.

As the being lightly flapped his wings, the Outsider’s strength began to recover rapidly. The vague figure that had descended into the middle realm disappeared completely.

The two divine beings moved into a dimensional rift that mortals could not perceive. It was as if they had transformed into souls, communicating in a space where only souls could converse.

The Outsider squirmed, itching to devour the other immediately. After all, even if this god had fled because he lacked power, devouring his very existence would allow the Outsider to absorb his “qualifications.”

If the Outsider devoured the Dark Fantasy World God, most of the authority of this world would fall into his hands.

Despite the tantalizing key to devouring the world gleaming before him, he remained calm only because of the Gag God.

Fortunately, the words of the Dark Fantasy World God were valuable enough to make the Outsider hold back his impulse and listen.

[Ha…]

When all was said and done, the Outsider couldn’t help but laugh.

The god before him, the foreign gods who had pierced through the dimensional walls to invade, and even himself, the highest-ranking one among them…

They were all just part of the “meadow” she had spoken of. The absurdity of it all made him laugh in disbelief.

The Dark Fantasy World God, seeing the Outsider’s reaction, spoke.

[To avoid being toyed with, you must devour what it cherishes most— completely.]

[What’s your goal?]

The Outsider interrupted, revealing his suspicion. His question was reasonable.

In response, the Dark Fantasy World God revealed his true intention.

[I don’t desire the position of the Main God. I know well enough that there’s no lower place to fall.]

To say that he didn’t want the position of the Main God was equivalent to saying he wanted a position below the Main God.

The foreign gods that followed the Outsider were also clinging to him in hopes of benefiting from the scraps, so the Dark Fantasy World God’s words were akin to saying he wanted to join the Outsider.

It was the most ideal answer among the countless possibilities the Outsider had anticipated.

[If you swear on the position of the Main God, I’ll help you with all I’ve got.]

What would happen if a new recruit took over the position of a senior who had quit without any notice?

No matter how experienced the recruit was, even if the senior left all the materials behind, they would inevitably struggle.

If the Outsider devoured the Dark Fantasy World God, it would be akin to the senior quitting without any notice.

The Dark Fantasy World God’s offer to actively help the Outsider become the Main God was like the senior properly handing over all responsibilities before leaving.

Moreover, considering that it would allow him to escape the clutches of the Gag God, it was a proposal that offered nothing but benefits to the Outsider.

It was also a beneficial contract for the Dark Fantasy World God, who was on the verge of becoming a wandering foreign god, drifting between dimensions.

If the proposal only benefited one party, it would be worth scrutinizing deeply. But if it benefited both sides, the situation was different.

Thus, the two gods joined hands.

***

At the moment when the two distant gods were shaking hands…

Noah was swiftly looking for Lily to evacuate her comrades. When Noah said they had to leave immediately, Lily shook her head and said.

“If everyone connected to you leaves, they’ll accuse you of rebellion. Even if we leave, some people have to stay behind.”

Only a select few knew that Noah was a woman, so Lily always called her “brother” unless they were alone.

If they recklessly evacuated their comrades, people might claim they were conspiring with the beastmen for a rebellion or betraying humanity to side with the Demon King.

Lily’s words made sense, so Noah selected personnel who could escape swiftly in case of an emergency.

Though they used the term “evacuate,” they couldn’t just take their comrades without a word. Noah reported that they were sending their comrades to assist with the beastmen, who had temporarily become allies. The nobles, who treated the beastmen like animals, were more than happy to let them go.

Most of the nobles sneered with derision, but a few who had planned to use Noah as a war slave by holding her comrades’ lives as collateral frowned in displeasure.

They tried to come up with absurd excuses to keep Noah on a leash, but…

“Commander!”

Their attempts were cut short by an unexpected guest.

A woman with long, flowing white hair and slightly cloudy golden eyes, whose beauty was like that sculpted by the gods, entered the camp with an expressionless face.

The sudden visit from Iris, one of the two children of the Duchess, left the staff in a state of shock.

And for good reason— this was a battlefield, one of the frontlines of the war. It wasn’t a place where a noble lady could stroll around as if it were a leisurely walk in the park.

Whether they were confused or not, Iris paid no attention. She quickly scanned her surroundings, as if searching for something. Then, as if sensing a presence, she turned her head sharply and began walking swiftly.

Her steps led her out of the camp, heading unhesitatingly in one direction.

As the unfamiliar figures of beastmen began to appear one by one in her view, she spotted a man with black hair. The man also noticed Iris, his eyes widening in surprise as he turned to look at her.

“Huh…? Iris?”

Her heart seemed to stop for a moment, and her breath quickened. Though he no longer had white hair or golden eyes, the soul-stirring sense of longing surged within her.

As if time had frozen, Iris stood there, staring blankly at Lian.

Moments later, her feet began to move slowly. Step by step, she approached him. Inside her, countless emotions swirled— joy, excitement, and even a bit of fear.

The closer she got to him, the faster her steps became. Now, she was no longer walking but almost running toward him. Tears welled up in her eyes, the weight of her past fears and longing crashing down all at once.

Finally, Iris reached Lian, standing right in front of him.

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