Level -99 Archmage - Chapter 98

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Episode 98. Awaken Once More
Tick! Tick!
A rolling tumble.
Khan’s face descending the stairs.
With a single strike from Agzos launching off the floor, Khan’s neck was severed clean through.
For a moment, silence fell over the palace.
“…Is he dead?”
Yi Hyuk-soo spoke with tension etched across his face.
Had he not just felt Khan’s presence a moment before?
With nothing but a single word—”Kneel”—Yi Hyuk-soo had found himself dancing on death’s edge.
Blood erupted from his entire body, and every bone seemed about to shatter under the incomprehensible pressure.
Yet the power of Agzos, who had slain three guardian warriors, transcended all imagination.
The relentless onslaught, the way he advanced without pause—it was enough to send shivers down the spine.
It was not so strange that he felled the Conqueror Khan with a single blow.
“Got you.”
That was the moment.
Khan’s body, which had fallen powerless and half-collapsed, rose upright once more, both hands seizing Agzos.
Though his neck had clearly been severed, the Conqueror Khan lived.
And that was not all.
Squelch.
Crunch. Crunch-crunch!
……The face above the severed neck was regenerating.
It was a sight so grotesque it was painful to watch with open eyes.
Bone, blood vessels, facial muscle—all rebuilding, eyeballs protruding outward.
Skin layered over the top, and all of them were forced to witness this process in real time.
“He wasn’t dead……?”
Yi Hyuk-soo’s brow furrowed.
It made no sense by any rational measure.
This was entirely different from regenerating an arm or a leg.
If the neck was severed or the heart pierced, instant death should follow without time for regeneration.
He had been certain Khan was dead.
Yet with his neck severed, Khan had seized Agzos, only then beginning to regenerate.
In other words, he had never died at all.
It had all been an act.
Playing dead to lower Agzos’s guard, then seizing him without effort.
“……Super Regeneration.”
Park Chan-woo murmured quietly.
That regeneration looked familiar somehow.
It bore a striking resemblance to the Grand Magic he possessed: Super Regeneration.
The flow of mana and the method of regeneration were on the same level.
The Dragon God Sephiro, dwelling in twelve hearts brimming with transcendent mana, could forcibly regenerate his entire body.
That was why the mana released during regeneration exceeded all imagination.
The outcome—regenerating in an instant—was the same, yet one could not say that the Dragon God Sephiro possessed the Grand Magic of Super Regeneration.
But this Conqueror Khan was different.
He undoubtedly possessed Super Regeneration.
Just as Park Chan-woo did.
Only, the Grade seemed to differ.
The Grade of his Super Regeneration was at best Unique.
Even at maximum output, he could regenerate only a body part the size of a fingertip.
Meanwhile, the Conqueror Khan had regenerated even with his head blown clean off.
An Ancient Grade that could restore one entire arm, or perhaps a Legendary Grade capable of regenerating even half the body—that was the implication.
And moreover, he had not even died.
‘If the Grade of Super Regeneration rises high enough, does one eventually acquire the nature of immortality?’
It was a fascinatingly curious topic.
But there was no time to follow that line of thought further.
―Guaaaaaaah!
Shreeeeek!
Khan tore Agzos’s shadow in two.
A terrifying display of force.
At that same moment, Agzos was unsummoned.
“Cough!”
The sudden surge of mana sent Park Chan-woo staggering backward, blood spilling from his lips.
His mana had been utterly depleted.
Standing upright felt like an impossible burden.
Khan.
Now he understood, at least in part, why the being was called the “Great Conqueror.”
‘He’s quite skilled.’
It had been masterful acting.
Sacrificing flesh to gain bone—Khan knew the trick well.
“Tch, tch. Already depleted, are you? It seems you relied far too heavily on Agzos.”
Khan laughed, now fully regenerated.
That Agzos, so loyal, had struck with desperate force—it was unexpected, yet the outcome had been predetermined from the start.
Warriors could never truly kill him.
They simply didn’t know how.
Even Aheta, the Lord of the Moon, had failed to end him—managing only a seal. This moment was the inevitable consequence.
“Human challenger. Your approach to the trial was quite fascinating. Humans may lack raw ability, but you possess remarkable cunning.”
Khan nodded, as if impressed.
A human had appeared in his domain.
His “update” regarding this new race had already been completed.
The Abyss expanded infinitely, forever discovering new races.
And every being within the Abyss came to know of them automatically.
More so—the Second Night had been held in his territory.
There was no possibility that he, the sovereign, would not know of those who had set foot in his realm.
“I commend you. Truthfully, I never expected you to come this far.”
He had harbored no such hope.
Many races had walked this land before.
Yet not a single one had crossed the threshold of his palace.
And now, a mere human—
According to the update, a creature with no exceptional ability, low level, impossibly weak—had reached the palace.
And had solved ten trials in ways he had never anticipated.
Most of all.
That intent to kill him crossed the threshold from mere interest into genuine curiosity.
Typically, once the difference in power became apparent, warriors either fled or surrendered.
Yet this race sought to kill him still.
Thud.
Khan descended the stone steps.
He regarded Park Chan-woo with ease, as if taking his measure.
“Warriors are strong, yet dull. Demons are clever, yet treacherous and scheming. So, should I place your humanity under my dominion, would it not create a most pleasing harmony?”
A perfect fit.
Humans were a fascinatingly attractive species for him to rule.
Not all of them would be like this one, perhaps, but if even a few possessed such character, they could conquer endless territories alongside the warriors of Valhalla.
A race that offered an entirely new interpretation—neither the way of demons nor the way of warriors.
Far superior to those scheming demons who betrayed at every turn.
They possessed a courage those creatures lacked.
This, he suspected, was humanity’s singular “talent.”
A brilliance that even the Lords of the Abyss had not discerned—a gift unknown to any.
That talent was “anomaly.”
“You mean to invade Earth?”
Yi Hyuk-soo stepped forward, teeth clenched.
One did not need direct experience to recognize Khan as a threat.
His conquest would surely be brutal.
If Khan’s war of conquest began, Earth would be left defenseless.
He was not the type to spare the weak and powerless.
And his mother—she was the most vulnerable target of all.
Though she had regained consciousness intermittently, she remained bedridden, barely able to move.
“Hmm? Ah, there was another one.”
Khan smiled, as if pleasantly surprised.
In fact, he had not noticed.
Park Chan-woo’s presence had been so overwhelming.
Yi Hyuk-soo had remained entirely beneath his awareness.
The aura standing before him was considerable.
But it was weak.
A feeble thing that couldn’t even properly look upon him.
Though he strained to keep his eyes open wide, he couldn’t match this challenger at all.
“This is no invasion. You will gather beneath my feet of your own accord.”
It was a play on words.
Invasion and destruction that forced the opposing side to surrender.
Making them kneel beneath his feet of their own volition—that was the way of Khan, the Conqueror.
He was not originally a demon of the Abyss, so he could generate a Created Abyss in a manner unlike them.
The warriors of Valhalla had always made conquest their nature, expanding their territories.
Moreover, their king Khan could freely manipulate the conquered lands and the power within them.
Just as he had occupied the territory of one of the Lords of the Abyss and become a Creator.
This was Khan’s absolute characteristic, his singular and unparalleled authority.
Tap.
“I am a Conqueror. I am the king who shall conquer the entire Abyss. Now that I have been resurrected, the Lords of the Abyss must tremble. Earth is merely a plaything, a diversion along the way.”
He descended the stairs.
Khan was in no hurry.
That challenger who wielded that strange power, who had summoned Agzos by magically transforming him—he had already exhausted his mana.
Now there was no means left to attack him.
And Earth was merely the beginning.
His true purpose was the conquest of the entire Abyss!
To make all the Lords of the Abyss and the Twelve Races kneel, and through the power of those lands, to become a god.
Shiver-shiver-shiver!
As Khan drew closer, Yi Hyuk-soo’s body trembled violently.
An instinct that could not be hidden.
The terror of death.
Yet Yi Hyuk-soo did not retreat.
He could not retreat.
It was not only for his mother’s sake.
“Please, escape. I’ll buy us whatever time I can.”
It was for Park Chan-woo.
He could not die here.
Only if Park Chan-woo survived, if the Seer lived, could there be a future.
The fate of Earth rested in his hands.
‘I’m no savior type.’
The Seer had told Yi Hyuk-soo to become a savior.
But no matter how much he thought about it, Yi Hyuk-soo was far removed from anything so noble.
The true savior was the Seer.
Only he could save the world.
Only he could save his mother.
“A touching scene.”
Khan descended the stairs at a leisurely pace.
Could that trembling body even wield a blade properly?
Even if he swung his sword, there was no chance such a pathetic thing’s blade would ever pierce Khan’s body.
It had been truly long since he’d felt such amusement.
Khan felt pleasure when trampling the weak.
Even if he tore that body to pieces and scattered it across the ground, would such loyalty endure?
Making him beg for his life—that would be quite delightful as well.
“Awaken.”
That very moment.
Whoooosh!
A blue aura began to swirl around Park Chan-woo’s entire body.
Then it burst forth like azure flame.
《A refreshing energy envelops your entire body.》
《All magical power has been restored.》
《The Mystery possessed by the Star of Arrogance has been applied.》
Every mana restoration option the Star of Arrogance held!
That Mystery took effect.
Now there remained only one thing.
To begin the final battle anew.
Kahn laughed as he sensed Park Chan-woo’s mana had recovered.
“It’s pointless. Even if you summon Agzos again, you can’t defeat me.”
Is that so?
Park Chan-woo lifted one corner of his mouth into a smile.
His analysis was complete.
The great Conqueror Kahn.
Now he understood it all—why the monster never died, why Aheta, the Lord of the Moon, had been left with no choice but to seal him away.
Only one thing remained.
To kill him.
Park Chan-woo opened his mouth.
“Awaken, Charphem.”
He was not summoning Agzos—it was the Dimensional Wanderer Charphem he sought to rouse.
And then.
A sound like tearing fabric ripped through reality.
【Ah. At last. At last!】
He who had slumbered for so long in the Minus Domain—the Sealing God’s Grail.
【I have returned. Damn this world!】
At last, his eyes opened.

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