Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint-Chapter 384: The Final Story. After Killing the God.

Lightning subsided.

The deafening roar that had once seemed to fill the world was reduced to mere echoes, like the fading beat of a distant drum. The Thunder God, who had threatened to split Claudia in half by descending through the waterfall of clouds, was now left as nothing more than crackling remnants, crying out in agony.

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The Thunder God’s dwindling roars were inversely proportional to the cheers erupting from the citizens of Claudia.

Waaaaah—!

Their triumphant cries seemed loud enough to send the Thunder God back into the heavens.

Compared to their celebration, the once-arrogant deity flailed helplessly, buried within the clouds. It was now difficult to tell who the god was and who the humans were.

Shei swept back her wet hair and muttered irritably.

“This feels strange. I’m cutting down a false idol, yet it looks like I’m bullying the weak.”

If the Thunder God was a divine being, then what did that make Shei, who stood upon the clouds and devoured its power?

Lightning was swallowed by Jizan. Thunder was cut down by Tianying.

Nothing the Thunder God could muster could harm Shei, who wielded both earth and sky in her hands. Instead, its very essence was being absorbed into her.

The Thunder God stretched out its hand as if resentful, its voice echoing in a distorted cry.

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“You keep shouting, but I don’t understand what you’re saying. So just give up already.”

Shei brought Jizan and Tianying together, their hilts facing each other.

Lightning was a single thread running between heaven and earth. All of it was now contained below her blades.

The Thunder God, who had reigned as the ruler of the alien palace atop the waterfall of clouds, was reduced to its essence—forced to obey its own nature.

Heaven and Earth Blades—Lightning Eater.

The Thunder God’s entire form seeped into the narrow gap between Tianying and Jizan.

Despite its diminished state, it was still a manifestation of lightning—a force far beyond human comprehension. Yet, Shei’s dual swords, embodying the union of heaven and earth, had more than enough capacity to contain it.

The streaks of lightning that made up the god’s body—branching into its fingers, toes, and every crevice—flowed into Shei’s swords as one massive current. Its existence melted away.

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The Thunder God’s earth-shaking cries weakened into faint whimpers.

Even in its final moments, it reached out desperately, as if leaving behind something precious below.

But it couldn’t reach.

The city, surrounded by lightning towers, repelled everything outside its boundaries.

A single streak of lightning separated from the Thunder God fell and was instantly absorbed by the towers, dissipating into nothing.

“Come in.”

Shei twisted Tianying.

Without her even exerting additional force, lightning naturally crackled between Tianying and Jizan. The Thunder God’s remnants were pulled into the gap between them.

From that moment on, the two swords were bound by an invisible thread of lightning. Even wielding just one would allow her to control the other.

Letting out a long sigh, Shei finally allowed herself to relax.

Relief washed over her—satisfaction from completing a task, accomplishment for pushing forward, and pride in saving a troubled city.

With the Thunder Overseer’s full support secured, the path ahead seemed clear.

Only the echoing cheers of the citizens remained, filling the air.

Feeling lighter than ever, Shei descended with a bright smile.

“Phew. It’s over! The Thunder God is gone!”

Waiting at the lightning tower was Tyrkanzyaka.

She had been watching intently with clenched fists since the Thunder God’s demise and now cheered more than anyone else.

“Amazing! You’ve harnessed the Heavenly God’s servant with your own power! This is an achievement without equal and a direct affront to the Heavenly God’s authority!”

“Uh, I didn’t exactly mean to...”

Shei hesitated, struggling to respond as she nervously glanced around.

“So... where’s the Thunder Overseer?”

“She suddenly left, claiming urgent business. I can’t imagine what could be more urgent than witnessing this victory.”

“What kind of business? Did someone break into her house or something?”

“Do you truly believe that? A thief in her house would hardly be more dangerous than the Thunder God invading the city.”

Shei had to agree.

What thief could be more dangerous than a god wielding lightning?

Which is precisely why the Thunder Overseer’s sudden disappearance didn’t make sense.

More than that, this had never happened before—not in any of the cycles.

Shei muttered to herself without thinking.

“This is strange. This has never happened before.”

“What do you mean?”

Having always preferred working alone, Shei wasn’t used to people eavesdropping on her thoughts.

She waved her hand dismissively and made an excuse.

“No, it’s nothing. It’s just unusual. A city’s ruler should stay to oversee something like this to the end.”

“...Unusual indeed.”

‘Whew. That was close. I need to be more careful. I may not be a Saint, but if I start acting like I can see the future, people are going to treat me like one.’

Tyrkanzyaka looked suspicious but didn’t press the issue.

Shei, meanwhile, brushed it off.

Their relationship was complicated.

They’d been enemies in one timeline, allies in another, and even partners standing at the edge of the world in yet another.

To Shei, humans were multi-faceted beings who carried both their past and present selves.

Whether obstacles, enemies, or comrades, the way to deal with them was simple—don’t overthink it.

Or rather, accept that she couldn’t afford to be too delicate.

After all, she didn’t have mind-reading powers.

Despite this, her current team was surprisingly cooperative.

‘At least Hughes makes handling people easier. I’ve had to threaten fewer people with my swords lately. In the past, every negotiation involved slicing something with Tianying or Jizan. I should be nicer to him in the next cycle.’

As Shei reflected on her gratitude, the pulley-operated elevator at the top of the lightning tower began to spin violently.

With a thundering crash, the elevator shot up to the top and slammed into place.

A familiar figure staggered out, blood trickling down his torn forehead and dripping from his chin.

Recognizing him, Shei frowned.

“Hughes?”

Hughes staggered, clearly injured, and glanced nervously over his shoulder as though something—or someone—was chasing him.

Tyrkanzyaka rushed to meet him.

“Hughes? What happened? Were you attacked?”

“Y-yeah... but more importantly... I need to tell Shei something!”

“And nothing for me?”

Tyrkanzyaka looked slightly offended, but Hughes’s next words left her stunned.

“It’s about the Thunder Overseer! She’s not just a mere Overseer!”

This was something Shei had never heard before—not in any timeline.

Her expression hardened as the pieces began to fall into place. She immediately turned and sprinted toward the base of the tower.

“The Thunder Overseer jumped down earlier. What did you do this time?”

“Ugh... Sort of something. And sort of nothing.”

“It was you! I was wondering why the Thunder Overseer suddenly lost it!”

Shei scolded him as she approached, though her guard was down.

There was no reason to be wary of someone she saw every day. Familiarity dulls suspicion—just like Claudia and the Thunder God.

“So? What’s this about the Thunder Overseer’s identity?”

“Well... it’s a bit difficult to explain to Tyr—”

“You’re excluding me?”

Tyrkanzyaka’s irritation was obvious.

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Realizing he couldn’t hide it any longer, Hughes sighed and confessed.

“I’ll tell you. The Thunder Overseer... she’s actually a member of the Sacred Sword Order.”

“...Sacred Sword Order?”

The bombshell left both Shei and Tyrkanzyaka stunned.

The Sacred Sword Order—an elite force directly under the Holy Crown Church.

To Tyrkanzyaka, they were relentless pests that kept swarming no matter how many she killed. But to Shei, they were former comrades.

Shei had once been part of the Sacred Sword Order.

Though the Church had only given her the title as a formality, she had learned about the world’s secrets, the existence of demons, and much more through them.

While she wasn’t familiar with every member, she had worked closely with the core unit.

Even so, the idea that the Thunder Overseer was secretly part of the Sacred Sword Order was unexpected.

Shei barely noticed the dark cloud of disgust forming on Tyrkanzyaka’s face as she spoke with mild excitement.

“The Sacred Sword Order? If that’s true, how did you find out?”

“Well, I—ugh.”

Blood dripped into Hughes’s eye, and he staggered.

His balance broke, and he fell toward Shei.

He was taller than her, and having spent so much time together, they had grown close. Shei instinctively moved to catch him without a second thought.

And at that moment—Tianying reacted.

A silver flash.

Shei threw herself backward, unleashing a burst of energy as she kicked off the ground, creating distance.

Two long scratches carved themselves into the floor of the lightning tower.

The scene that had just been warm and peaceful after defeating the Thunder God was now thick with tension.

Shei gripped the torn edge of her clothes and glared at “him.”

“...You.”

“Oh dear~. I only meant to give you a little scratch, but you reacted too fast.”

‘He’ wasn’t Hughes.

With a swipe across the forehead, the blood was gone.

His body shrank, his features shifted, and his hair unraveled into loose strands.

Revealing herself, Hilde smirked, her fox-like eyes scanning Shei.

“Was that combat foresight? Or real foresight?”

“It’s the kind of skill you pick up when dealing with people like you.”

“Oh? So the techniques of those who try to reach the heavens through qi?”

Of all times, for that topic to come up. Shei’s face twisted.

Enemies. Allies. Shei had plenty of both.

But none had ever dug this deep before—no friend or foe had ever infiltrated this far.

She should’ve been more careful.

Hilde, once known as Siegfried in the military intelligence division, was now a playful “companion.”

But she was also one of the Six Generals—the most dangerous figures in the empire.

Noticing Shei’s grimace, Hilde feigned surprise.

“So it’s true? Amazing~. Anyway!”

With a clap, Hilde spun to face Tyrkanzyaka.

“Tyrkanzyaka! There’s something else you need to know!”

“I thought Hughes seemed strange... So it was you. Your pranks go too far.”

“Oh, come on! I get it from my father! But do you really think I’m the only troublemaker here?”

Hilde laughed, raising the silver knife she had used to slash Shei’s clothes.

It hadn’t drawn blood, but its purpose was clear.

From the start, the knife was meant to cut Shei’s clothes.

“Look! I even cut it nicely so everyone can see!”

Shei suddenly felt exposed.

Her clothes were designed to channel qi freely—durable but not overly rigid, lest they become a prison.

That also meant an enemy could slice through them if they infused their weapons with energy.

It was just a cut. No injuries, no real damage.

But the placement of the cut...

“Look closely, everyone! The Shei we thought was just a pretty boy...”

Hilde’s voice rang out, perfectly timed for dramatic effect.

“...is a woman!”

Even that might not have been a huge problem.

After all, hiding one’s gender wasn’t the greatest scandal.

But Shei—and Tyrkanzyaka—both knew Hilde wasn’t finished.

“She’s experienced things she shouldn’t have. Knows things she shouldn’t. She’s too young to be so well-versed in secrets. And she infiltrated Tantalus by disguising her gender! Why would she do that~?”

This was why Shei worked alone.

Whether an ally betrayed her or a friend abandoned her, the damage would remain even after regression reset her body.

Hilde beamed as she delivered the final blow.

“We all know the answer, right? She’s been hiding the fact that she’s a Saint! Yes, Shei—no, she—is a Saint!”

How Hilde had figured it out didn’t matter.

What mattered was the one person here who hated Saints more than anyone—someone who now looked ready to kill.

Shei turned and met Tyrkanzyaka’s gaze, already steeling herself for what might come next.

Tyrkanzyaka, who had been silently observing with her parasol resting on her shoulder, now stared at Shei with a disturbingly blank expression.