It’s the Apocalypse, but My Summons Do Everything - Chapter 115

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Chapter 115

#Episode 115

The Round of 64, despite being called a ’round,’ was designed to maximize the number of battles by matching as many Lords capable of sustained combat as possible.

However, in my case, thanks to the Lords who would forfeit and leave the moment they faced me, I was enjoying a rather comfortable tournament viewing experience.

“Even so, this is ridiculous. No one wants to fight at all.”

“Well, you’ve shown them what you’re capable of, so they probably don’t want to recklessly challenge you.”

“I mean, I wouldn’t mind if they did challenge me?”

“That’s exactly why they won’t. After seeing what you can do, who would dare?”

“More importantly, it’s starting now.”

This match was between the Fragment Lord and the Grassland Lord.

The Fragment Lord possessed the ability to fragment all objects in the world and use them as blade-like weapons.

The Grassland Lord was a Monarch who deployed a unique domain, expanding a vast grassland as his territory and fighting on horseback in a romantic style.

Just before the battle began, the Grassland Lord suddenly turned his gaze and looked directly at me.

I could feel the fierce, burning stare of a boy glaring at me with intense determination.

He was a boy with golden hair and blue eyes that held the essence of grasslands.

For some reason, he felt competitive toward me.

The power I sensed from him was quite formidable—he wasn’t an ordinary level Monarch.

‘Hmm… I’ve never seen this guy before, so why?’

The battle began anyway.

His opponent was a woman with an eerie appearance, her black hair falling all the way to the ground.

[Begin-!]

The Fragment Lord immediately struck the ground with magic power at the start.

A sandstorm erupted from the ground, and fragmented sand blades began pouring toward the Grassland Lord.

The Grassland Lord, who wielded a club, deployed his domain at the same time the match started.

A vast grassland spread over the sand-covered Colosseum.

The more wind and sunlight the Grassland Lord received, the stronger his power became.

‘A type that continuously self-enhances the longer he stays in his domain.’

Wheeee-!

When the Grassland Lord whistled, a white horse came galloping from beyond the horizon like the wind and carried the Monarch on its back.

At the same time, fragments poured down, but the Grassland Lord, as if he had no reason to fight immediately, dodged all the fragments and instead began charging forward.

The dull wooden club had somehow transformed into a knight’s wooden spear.

It was a spear suited for charging, and together with the horse, his terrifyingly fast charge shattered all the fragments.

However, the Fragment Lord also gathered fragments to create a shield and deflected the spear tip.

Then she plucked grass to create fragments and attacked the horse first.

Just as fragments were about to pierce the horse’s neck, the horse suddenly became like wind and the attack passed right through.

“What…!?”

The Fragment Lord, momentarily surprised, tried to fragment the ground beneath her feet to escape underground, but this was a battle between skilled Lords.

A moment’s mistake determines victory or defeat.

“Die-!”

“W-wait a sec…!”

The spear tip, thrust forward after dismounting from the horse, pierced through the Fragment Lord’s heart.

Thump-! Thump-!

The still-beating heart burst out of her body as the blood vessels severed.

Shortly after, the Fragment Lord lost her life, and the Grassland Lord swung his weapon to shake off the blood.

He swung it so forcefully that the Fragment Lord’s body exploded into pieces of flesh.

It was a terrible thing for a boy to do, but it wasn’t particularly shocking to witness.

The Grassland Lord pointed his cleaned spear tip at me and spoke.

‘You’re next.’

No matter how I looked at it, that opponent was me, so if anything, I was the one being wronged.

I had no idea what I’d done wrong to deserve such treatment.

I had lived an intense enough life to earn people’s resentment, but I had no memory of earning the hatred of a boy like that.

“Well, it’s not my concern.”

If he comes at me, I’ll just break him.

I was about to turn my gaze away and sit comfortably on the sofa to watch the next match, when I noticed my name was written for the upcoming match.

[Next Match]

[Soul Sovereign VS Decay Lord]

“Oh?”

I stood up at the prospect of a battle after so long.

This guy called the Decay Lord seemed determined to fight me, as quite some time had passed without any surrender signal appearing.

“Hmm… He’s not surrendering.”

Usually in cases like this, there are three possible scenarios.

Either he’s strong enough that he doesn’t need to surrender.

Or he’s deluded into thinking he’s strong enough that he doesn’t need to surrender.

Or he’s hiding some kind of trump card.

“Is that the guy…”

It was a spider-human with three pairs of arms, with a human upper body and spider lower body.

It looked like a monster, but seemed to have considerably high intelligence.

“Decay… So it’s poison then.”

I didn’t know what it was exactly, but if it didn’t surrender, it was an enemy.

This time too, I drew up my death energy to its fullest to conserve as much strength as possible.

“Well then, shall we go.”

The greatest advantage of the VIP room was that you could warp directly to the combat waiting room.

As I entered the combat waiting room, the progress robot immediately began timing the battle preparation period.

Since I didn’t need the full five minutes or so, I pressed the battle ready button right away.

The robot sent a green signal and the 1-minute timer began counting down.

Since the door would open and battle would begin after 1 minute, I loosened up my body lightly and took the form of a charging spear this time.

The spear tip twisted elegantly like a whirlwind.

I gripped the spear with both hands and ignited flames at my toes as if ready to shoot forward at any moment.

[5]

[4]

[3]

[2]

[1]

[Begin-! The match-!]

The iron door that had been firmly shut opened and black wings spread wide.

The spear tip cut through the air left and right as I charged toward the Decay Lord.

The creature must have analyzed my combat patterns, as it immediately began randomly dropping poisonous spider webs at the start.

The death energy wrapped around my entire body surged violently along with the spear’s whirlwind.

Just as I was about to tear through the webs and blow off its head with my charge,

A mass of spider web it spat out as if waiting deflected my spear tip.

Then the Decay Lord tried to melt my head by spitting deadly poison, but that only worked against Monarchs who couldn’t respond properly.

Death Dance.

With a single step, my body moved to a completely different location and stepped on the Decay Lord’s back.

An overwhelming gap where I not only got behind it but stepped on its back.

Since I no longer wanted to engage in meaningless killing, I pressed my spear to her throat and said.

“Surrender.”

“Hah? You think I’ll surrender just because you say…”

Swoosh-!

One of the spider’s legs was torn to shreds with a massive hole punched through it.

“If you saw that as a request, that’s unfortunate. This is an order. If you refuse one more time, I’ll kill you.”

Since meaningless killing held no meaning for me, I pressed the spear to the back of her head and made my final declaration.

The Decay Lord didn’t seem foolish enough to not understand this, as she raised both hands and seemed about to surrender, but then.

“Rather than surrender like this, it would be more honorable to die!”

She threw a bundle of needles she had gathered in her hands.

They appeared to be poison-coated needles, but it was such a weak attack that it wasn’t even worth dodging.

I received the needles with my death energy-wrapped body and pierced through the creature’s head, killing it.

Naturally, none of the needles could penetrate my body, and the Decay Lord’s body exploded and scattered.

“Huh?!”

It was certainly strange for the entire body to explode when I had only pierced the head, so I tried to dodge, but it was already too late.

The creature’s body burst and dark red bodily fluids covered me.

Of course, this much couldn’t affect my body in any way, so I was just frowning and about to leave when.

Hundreds of small spiders that had been inside the creature’s body rushed toward me.

I immediately swung Desperado to strike them down, but since it was such a hastily improvised attack, I missed about a dozen of them.

One of them climbed onto my body and stabbed my nape with all its might using a black needle.

Contrary to my expectation that it would be blocked, the needle penetrated my death energy far too easily and lodged in my nape.

“What… the…!?”

I pulled out the needle in surprise, but at the same time, my consciousness began to blur.

I urgently checked the scoreboard.

The battle was already over, concluded with my victory.

“Damn it…”

Crack!

I gritted my teeth and arrived at the VIP room where my companions were at full speed.

“Please… antidote…”

I desperately tried to speak with my slurring pronunciation and somehow endure, but ultimately couldn’t finish my words and collapsed.

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The place where I newly opened my eyes was a pure white space.

{Have you finally opened your eyes?}

Before I could gather my wits to figure out where I was or whether my body was alright, a woman’s voice echoed in my head.

Startled, I hastily got up, only to find an enormously massive serpent staring at me.

Jormungandr.

At the appearance of the world-encircling serpent I had seen in mythology, my body naturally froze.

The overwhelming terror that prey feels when facing a predator coiled around my body like a snake.

I mustered all my strength to resist the fear and barely managed to move my body.

Even that felt strongly like something Jormungandr had ‘permitted’ me to do.

Right now, Jormungandr had reached the realm of a transcendent being that someone like me couldn’t even think of opposing.

{Have you realized how insignificant an existence you are?}

As if reading my mind, Jormungandr looked at me and asked.

In the overwhelming fear that felt like it would drive me insane, I bowed my head.

“Yes… I have.”

Had speaking using human vocal structure always been such a difficult task?

But Jormungandr seemed surprised by my answer and flicked her massive tongue.

{Oh? You can answer my words? This generation’s Soul Sovereign is quite remarkable.}

Already knowing the concept among Lords as well, Jormungandr continued to speak to me as she looked at me.

“Thank you… for the praise…”

I didn’t kneel.

I only bowed my head.

As if pleased with the last bit of pride I maintained as a Monarch, Jormungandr let out a mocking chuckle.

{In this state, we cannot have a proper conversation.}

Jormungandr’s body filled with light, and after a moment, she transformed into human form like me.

Her eyebrows, eyes, hair—everything was white on the naked female form.

“Oops, my mistake.”

With a single gesture, she was clothed in a pure white dress.

A breathtakingly beautiful and alluring woman was looking at me.

“Since this is fate, let’s exchange a few words.”

In an atmosphere much more relaxed than before, Jormungandr spoke to me.

Various colored potions were scattered haphazardly on the white table and chairs.

This too seemed to have some meaning, so I couldn’t move carelessly.

Sitting comfortably on her throne, she asked me with a bewitching smile.

“What are you so worried about? I’m just suggesting we have a little conversation.”

Though she said that, I could instinctively tell.

Jormungandr’s trial had already begun.

Depending on this trial, I could either continue living, or end my journey right here.

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