Chapter 313
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Only I Level Up: Ragnarok Episode 313 Only I Level Up: Ragnarok Episode 313
Where did it go wrong?
By the time the Apostle of Nightmare noticed that something had gone wrong with his perfect plan, it wa
s already too late.
Even in the midst of a tense situation, the Apostle of Nightmare's gaze scanned the surroundings.
Gooooo-
The abyss of falling souls.
The endless, deep, deep sea of the afterlife.
In this vast abyss, the dregs of souls that had lost everything and were merely existing were floating arou
nd with blank expressions.
But that's just the tip of the iceberg.
If you look a little deeper into the abyss, you will see it.
That the amount of strange dregs that lie beneath is uncountable.
The sight was so grotesque that any living being would feel instinctive revulsion if they saw it.
Yes, that's right.
This place, the afterlife sea, was a dimensional trash can where the remains of the dead were piled up an
d rotting like a black blanket.
however.
Even the scenery felt fascinating to the Apostle of Nightmare.
Because right here was the 'power' that could make his desire come true.
The monarch is not just the king of a race, but is the very being that is the 'primordial darkness' itself.
In other words, regardless of the name of the monarch, the presence of the power of the primordial darkn
ess was more important.
And the results of a long study.
I learned that the World Tree serves the purpose of passing on the primordial darkness to a new monarch.
The Apostle of Nightmare had a plan.
After drawing the dregs of this place into his nightmare and disrupting Sirka's succession ceremony.
He plans to become Sirka's nightmare himself, invade Sirka's dreams, and intercept the primordial darkne
ss.
The basis of the Nightmare Lord is evolution.
The end of his plan was to kill Sirka and become Sirka himself and become the monarch.
And the plan worked perfectly.
… … At least until Seongsuho showed up here.
Kyaaaaaaaaaa!
Kyaoop! Kyaoop! Kyaoop!
[Ugh… … !]
sick.
pain.
The pain never ends.
A scream came out of my mouth without my knowledge.
Void sharks, or rather shadow sharks.
In an instant, the nightmare escaped control and the black monsters swarmed around the nightmare apos
tle… … Black steam was blazing all over his body and he was biting the nightmare apostle without mercy.
It was a truly horrifying sight, and at the same time, a very familiar one to some.
The battlefield of outer space.
The Shadow Lord who watched from afar there.
Because that was what the terrible Dark Lord did to them all the time.
'Kill and rob.'
His powers, which were the worst and the strongest in the war… … .
At this very moment, it was unfolding in his son's hands as well.
It was hopeless.
Kyaoop! Kyaoop! Kwadduk!
[How… … in my area… … creak!]
Is this a dream?
no.
It hurt too much to do that.
But that made it even more absurd.
It literally felt like a nightmare.
Even if my limbs are bitten and chewed by the vicious teeth of the shadow sharks.
The body of the Apostle of Nightmare was regenerated again and again.
That is the power he gained by becoming the Apostle of Nightmare.
It was the ability to make everything that happened to him seem like it had never happened, like a one-ni
ght dream.
But the physical pain was unavoidable.
That was repeated infinitely.
The great power instead ended up pushing him into the pit of nightmare.
Infinitely… … .
But now, the nightmare apostle was more confused in his head than in his physical pain.
It was because of what Seong Su-ho said.
[Is this really… a world ruled by the Shadow Lord…? That can't be… that can't be… .]
I couldn't believe it.
The research results showed that the sea after death was a dimension that could not belong to anyone.
It wasn't worth it, and it wasn't a place where the races that were supposed to rule lived.
Because this place was just a garbage dump with nothing but floating scraps of waste floating around.
[There is no way there would be an owner who manages the dump in the first place… … .]
Even amidst the screams, the Apostle of Nightmare muttered with a bewildered expression.
Blood gushed out of his mouth, but it quickly healed.
And then he vomited blood again.
Suho shrugged his shoulders towards him.
'Ah, my family has been good at recycling for generations.'
[… … .]
After hearing that, I finally realized something.
This place belonged to no one, but where did all those soldiers led by the Shadow Lord come from?
In the first place, all the souls floating in the sea of the afterlife were materials for shadow soldiers.
If you follow the level of authority, it's like a second-hand market where you can just pick up everything y
ou see and put it up.
[It was my fault… … .]
The Apostle of Nightmare sighed.
[I thought this was 'his' harvest ground... ... .]
Once you know it, it becomes so obvious.
Why is it that he only now realizes this important fact?
[I was ignorant.]
He readily admitted his shortcomings.
Because acknowledging ignorance is the foundation of progress, and that is evolution.
[but.]
But even as the sharks' teeth repeatedly destroyed and regenerated, the eyes of the nightmare apostle sh
owed no sign of giving up.
[I also won't die here.]
At that moment, the Apostle of Nightmare.
Crackle! Crackle!
He desperately stretched forward, tearing at his own body that had been bitten by sharks.
At the end of that path was the World Tree.
A school of shadow sharks pursued him furiously, tearing at his body, but he did not stop.
[Evolution is my mission and reason for existence.]
Pain and such.
[I see a hill ahead of me, but I can't give up.]
Evolution is inherently painful.
'Sirka.'
Suho slowly put Sirka down in his arms and made eye contact.
'Okay, now it's your turn. Just walk. You don't have to step on the ice.'
'what...?'
'Elf's footsteps. If I could do it, you can too.'
At Suho's gaze, Sirka lowered her head and looked at Suho's feet standing on the black sea.
At that moment, the look in his eyes changed.
After all, it was none other than himself who taught Suho the elf's footsteps.
… … !
There was no change.
Sirka was able to walk on the sea of the afterlife even without the ice path provided by the Lord of the Col
d.
Suho encouraged Sirka by gently pushing her back.
'Okay, okay? Then go first. Go to the World Tree and get the darkness of the beginning.'
'you?'
'I'll follow you right away. Let's deal with that guy first.'
With those words, Suho turned his head and glared at the Apostle of Nightmare.
'You go ahead. I'll catch up soon.'
Flash.
Suho's eyes were cold as he looked at the Apostle of Nightmare.
'Ver, let's go.'
[Keeeeeek!]
At that moment, Suho and Ber's new forms shot out towards the Apostle of Nightmare.
Become a black ray of light.
[You can't kill me!]
'I know. But I can stop it.'
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo!
The Guardian Sword slashed at the Nightmare Apostle's entire body.
'You will remain here and suffer. Forever.'
[Kwaaak… … !]
'What's wrong? Don't you like nightmares?'
The nightmare apostle shuddered at Suho's persistent and vicious attacks.
Meanwhile, Sirka was already running far away.
Stepping on the black water.
This place was no longer Sirka's nightmare.
[The King of the Snowmen, the Lord of the Cold, urges his successor to walk.]
Silad's voice reached Sirka's ears.
Following that voice, Sirka ran without stopping.
There was no need for any more ice pillars or icy roads.
With elven footsteps, he ran and ran desperately towards the World Tree, treading lightly on the dark sea
of the afterlife.
After that, I heard the sound of the battle between the Guardian and the Apostle of Nightmare getting furt
her and further away.
The screams of the Apostle of Nightmare also grew distant.
'It's almost here!'
The silhouette of the World Tree, which had been faintly visible through Sirka's vision, gradually grew large
r.
At the end of the dimension, the majesty of the World Tree became increasingly clear.
Silad's voice also became clearer.
So I arrived there.
Krrrrrr.
Surprisingly, the shadow was not the World Tree.
No, to be exact, it was something huge that was enveloping the World Tree.
'… … !'
Pot!
Sirka instinctively jumped sideways from that spot.
Then, a giant snake's tail swung down into the space where Sirka had been standing.
[Nidhogg, the serpent that gnaws at the roots of the World Tree]
A giant snake coiled around the roots of the world tree.
A being that sucks up the nutrients of the World Tree and never leaves that spot stands in Sirka's way.
'Nidhogg… …!'
A determined light appeared in Sirka's eyes.
I already knew about Nidhogg's existence from Suho.
But when you actually face it like this, isn't it ridiculously huge!
Kreaaaak!
A giant snake coiled around the roots of the World Tree and roared as it glared at Sirka.
Black poison flowed from his mouth.
[Hurry! We must find the Lord of the Cold among the heads of the bastards!]
When did you come near me, Berga Sirka urged.
Suho, who was fighting the Apostle of Nightmare, sent Berman this way.
[Eat it before it gets eaten! Then it's done!]
'How can I eat something like that… …!'
Sirka screamed at Ber's words.
It wasn't a joke.
What can I do against this outrageous guy!
But contrary to what she said, Sirka's body was already moving.
The monarch's power is so close, how can he back down now?
'let's go...!'
Pavabat!
Sirka charged at Nidhogg.
The extreme of an elf's footsteps.
Sirka's feet stepped on the giant tree trunk of the World Tree and jumped vertically.
Swish!
Nidhogg's heads blocked the sky and blocked his path.
Hurrruk!
A feeling of oppression.
Sirka was breathless at the overwhelming presence that seemed like a huge mountain range moving.
One of Nidhogg's massive heads descended like a ray of light.
Sirka barely managed to avoid the blow by twisting her body, but was swept away by the shockwave and
her body floated up.
Phew-!
Sirka, who was thrown away, groaned softly.
A pain that felt like my whole body was going to twist came rushing in.
[Wake up! This is just the beginning!]
Shh shh shh-
Ver's warning.
The body of a giant snake wrapped around the World Tree.
Seeing that sight, Sirka barely managed to get up.
'Over there.'
Found it.
Of the six heads, one was glowing particularly darkly, unlike the others.
I instinctively noticed it the moment I saw it.
The fact that there is a power within me that has been given to me.
Cookies, cookies, cookies, cookies!
The bark of the World Tree burst open under the torrential attacks of Nidhogg.
A shockwave so strong that it shook the world tree.
But Sirka instead stepped on the fragments and jumped higher.
Then he climbed onto Nidhogg's massive body and began to run boldly over it.
Grow up!
It's hard.
This was not the ice path that had been prepared for him.
It was the path of a giant snake trying to bounce off itself.
Nidhogg's torso writhed, and his serpentine maw opened to devour Sirka, spitting out blasts of power fro
m various directions.
The scale of the attack was so overwhelming that it seemed as if the huge dimension itself was sucking
him in.
'Not yet!'
But Sirka did not give up.
I kept running, stepping on the writhing scales of Nidhogg.
The poison pouring down from above gradually contaminated Sirka's body.
It wasn't just a level of contamination, it was a poison so bad that it could melt the body.
But Sirka kept running and running.
Forward.
Following the snake's path.
Towards the mouth of the snake that gaped open towards him.
[Finally arrived.]
That moment.
Along with the voice, I felt a small hand absentmindedly stroking Sirka's head.
It was Bertha.
and.
[Thank you for your hard work.]
… … !
Phew!
At that moment, Ber's body rapidly swelled in size.
Along with him, the enormous energy that had been contained within Ber spread out in all directions.
Crunch!
He smirked as he held up Nidhogg's maw with his hand, which was about to chew on Berga Circa, which
had grown so large.
[I will help you from now on.]
Looking down at Sirka, who had gotten this far on her own.