I Got an Ex-Class Omnipotent System - Chapter 88

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Episode 88
88: The Calamity of the D-rank Zone (5)
While the entire Attack Party marveled at the inexplicable turn of events upon hearing Dohyun’s voice, only Hanalin and Jiyuchan moved with purpose, and all the parties belonging to the Attack Party watched them with their mouths agape as if watching Dohyun himself.
The fact that the Party Leader was strategizing against the Deathworm while being consumed, yet never losing that trust, might seem simple at first glance, but anyone who had experienced actual combat could understand just how absurd it truly was.
No matter how deep the trust, there would inevitably be hesitation and wavering.
Yet watching Hanalin and Jiyuchan’s movements, one could see just how much they trusted their Party Leader, Dohyun.
“…An extraordinary party indeed.”
“They might become truly formidable.”
“…We need to be careful.”
“It seems we can’t rest easy just because we’re a mid-tier race.”
Recognizing the threat posed by Dohyun Party, Dohyun swiftly began commanding them.
-Everyone, form your formations!
At the urgent-sounding command, all parties belonging to the Attack Party began moving frantically.
The Deathworm, which had been collapsing into the Sinkhole, was arrested mid-fall by countless Earth Walls, and following Dohyun’s command, all the Mages were using earth-attribute magic to halt the Deathworm’s descent.
Hanalin alone could not cover the massive, elongated Deathworm with earth magic, but as the mages gathered one by one and all those in the Attack Party used their magic, they were able to completely arrest the Deathworm’s fall that had been gradually accelerating.
In the midst of this, Dohyun’s command continued.
-Lure it by persistently targeting the Deathworm’s mouth and draw it to solid ground, then drive strong attacks like wedges into the wound we created to pin it to the ground!
Seeing the fissure in the flank created by Dohyun Party and thinking of wedges, the Mages covertly formed them, and following Dohyun’s words, all the Warriors and Archers except the Mages relentlessly targeted the Deathworm’s mouth.
Though writhing in pain and struggling to escape that place, the Deathworm eventually lost its reason under the persistent assault and began moving again in fury.
As they moved according to Dohyun’s command, the Deathworm, quite enraged, moved toward where the Attack Party was concentrated.
Those capable of aerial maneuvering, like Bruton with wings, handled the luring, while others used concealment techniques to move as if disappearing mid-action.
How long did this standoff continue?
After a considerable duration of stalemate, when the Deathworm finally reached solid ground rather than the thin magically-created floor as commanded by Dohyun, he shouted.
-Now!
The massive, sharp wedges created by Hanalin and the other Mages revealed themselves.
As the wedges that had been thoroughly concealed by concealment techniques were revealed, the Deathworm panicked, only then regaining its senses and attempting to burrow directly into the ground.
The wedges were simply falling under gravity, and since Dohyun could not add rotation, speed, or force to them as he had with his previous magic, the Deathworm was confident.
Moreover, its beloved ground was right below, so if it moved well now, it was certain it could evade such mere wedges.
The moment the Deathworm made such a complacent judgment, explosion magic circles activated behind the wedges—and they were far from just one.
Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom———!!!
The successive explosions imparted tremendous propulsive force to the rear of the wedges, and as speed accumulated, they shot downward faster than the Deathworm’s own movement, piercing directly into the cracked wound as the Deathworm writhed, embedding itself in its body.
Crack-crack-crack-crack————!!
“…!!!”
A piercing agony that transcended even screams lanced through its entire body and spread outward. In that moment when the extreme pain froze its movements, the Deathworm sensed something was going wrong inside its belly.
But.
-Too late.
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While the Attack Party members were raising a commotion and shouting, I had entered its body and was immediately raising the rank of my outer armor to the maximum using Offering’s Aesthetics, then using Unicorn Charge to thrust my greatsword and surge forward, tearing through the Deathworm’s insides while commanding.
That I could command even while inside the Deathworm’s body was naturally thanks to my unique trait, Analysis. I tore deeper into the Deathworm’s body as I advanced further inward.
However, despite the creature’s massive size, its internal passages were far too cramped.
There.
Ssssshhhhiiiiiii———.
‘This isn’t easy.’
Even with my outer shell expanded to its maximum, that digestive fluid—or should I call it gastric acid?—was melting through my hardened skin and seeping in.
I could identify its composition through Analysis, but I’d already found it so repulsive that I deliberately ignored the details.
Regardless, though that acid had dissolved my skin in an instant, I maintained my outer shell through the Guardian’s body and maximized regeneration, pushing forward with infinite renewal of my protective layer.
All the while, I carefully shielded my magical pouch from the gastric acid, covering it with the finest Dwarven Realm armor I possessed, and continued burrowing deeper.
Even in this endless situation, my orders never ceased.
—Lure it with those who can fly with Bruton. The rest hide using concealment techniques.
I myself was using concealment techniques to the fullest while thrashing about inside the creature’s stomach. The Deathworm sensed an intruder within but, distracted by Bruton and the Attack Party assaulting it from outside, perceived the pain as coming from its abdomen and counterattacked repeatedly.
Even when Bruton merely lured without attacking, I moved frantically to strike, so the Deathworm couldn’t help but remain confused about the true source of its suffering.
As I continued my assault while advancing toward my objective, something caught my attention. I turned my head and glimpsed the glimmer of something, but before I could even discern what it was, I quickly moved my hand and secured it in my well-protected magical pouch.
I’m doing the most dangerous work here—surely I can pocket something like this?
‘They won’t even know anyway.’
As I sealed my lips and burrowed deeper, a message soon appeared indicating that Analysis had completed its navigation role.
[Objective location reached. Navigation complete.]
What a dependable companion.
Allowing me to map the Deathworm’s body like a chart. Filled with indescribable gratitude, I reached the target point and could sense that preparations were complete on the outside as well.
Once the Deathworm had fully moved to the solid ground, I issued my order, and a massive wedge pierced through the creature’s body like a blur, embedding itself into the ground where I stood.
Watching this, I let out a low chuckle and felt my power surge as I prepared for my turn.
No matter how much concealment I used, preparing such a massive technique would surely alert even a Deathworm, but it didn’t matter.
This was the finale, after all.
‘I’ve seen all your weaknesses.’
I muttered this to myself and channeled the Golden Sword’s essence into my blade, pure golden mana shimmering as it coated the very heart of the weapon.
I didn’t stop there—I invoked Severance, dyeing it black and intertwining it with the technique, unleashing that skill I’d never used before.
A chilling killing intent surged from my body and settled into the blade, staining it with the ferocity to slay the Deathworm before my eyes at any moment.
The will of a Dragon Slayer from ancient times, who had slain dragons, dwelt within it. My eyes narrowed into vertical slits like a dragon’s, and I grinned wickedly.
Shhhhiiiiiiiiing————!
Hearing the sharp tremor of the blade, I swung my sword following the Golden Sword’s first form.
The person who bridges heaven and earth encompasses both as they draw one perfect circle from above to below, from below to above, completing the world.
My sword energy, black and shimmering with golden light, infused with chilling killing intent, unfurled in a circle. Simultaneously, I pushed off the ground with tremendous force, surging upward.
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The moment the Deathworm froze from the intense pain, it sensed something ominous from within its own belly.
A surge of primal terror from the depths of its being told it that death itself now dwelt inside its stomach.
Believing itself, a descendant of the great dragon species, to be immortal, the creature writhed desperately, trying to do something about the intruder within.
The massive wedge magic that had been driven in seemed particularly well-lodged, for each time the Deathworm thrashed, its wound gaped open—yet it paid no heed and struggled to move regardless.
As the Deathworm convulsed with such violence it seemed it would die if it stopped, all the Attack Party members were left bewildered.
They were beginning to wonder if their command had ended and it was now their turn to act, when a voice cut through the chaos.
—Now it’s my turn!
With those words, the Deathworm’s brilliant crimson eyes snapped wide open as it unleashed a terrible shriek.
“Kiiiiieeeeeee———!!!”
Not a roar meant to threaten, nor a shout born of rage—but a mournful death cry, the pitiful wail of a beast staring into the abyss. The sound reverberated across the entire battlefield, a colossal echo that shook the very ground.
Shiiiiiiiing————!!!
A sharp, trembling metallic ring pierced the air as a blade of black and gold radiance, thick with lethal intent, tore through the Deathworm’s body from within and erupted outward. In the same instant, a shadow burst forth from the gaping wound.
As the shadow exploded through the severed flesh, the Deathworm’s massive form convulsed upward. Its body, split cleanly in two, separated into the head section and the tail section. Despite its tremendous weight, it descended slowly—so very slowly—scattering clouds of dust across the ground.
Kuuuuuuung———!
Watching the billowing dust settle and the motionless Deathworm, no one dared speak.
It wasn’t fear that the creature might resurrect if they uttered a word—it was the young man who emerged from the dust clouds, a sword resting across his shoulders, that rendered them speechless.
Everyone’s jaws fell open at the sight. Dohyun, that young man, let out a low chuckle and spoke to them.
“Phew! I thought I was done for.”

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