My Catastrophic‑Level Summon Devours Gates - Chapter 128

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Episode 128

The eerie sound of bones shattering into pieces.

Crack, the broken bones reassembled and the body began to swell up.

Wait.

The bones and flesh that make up the body stay the same but the size increases?

That’s osteoporosis.

[Additional materials are needed for Draco’s evolution process.]

Don’t worry.

I have plenty of materials to feed it.

Bones and bloody flesh fell from the air.

Draco, who was growing in size with creaking sounds, absorbed the Monster Byproducts with its entire body.

The byproducts that were absorbed through the contact points instantly disappeared from sight.

Ingrid poked her face forward and opened her mouth in a round “oh” shape.

“It’s eating quite a lot, isn’t it?”

“Indeed.”

The spare byproducts stored in the Death Forge amount to about 1 ton.

This should be enough.

It will be enough.

Yeah. Y-yeah!

Really… it’ll be okay, right?

【My lord. At this rate, I wonder if we might run out of byproducts.】

“Don’t doubt our Lord. You thief.”

“Hoho. Master has a plan for everything.”

【Amazing. Anticipation.】

No.

There’s no such thing.

They say even a broken clock is right twice a day.

Zaugg said something correct for once, but no one’s agreeing with him.

I’m getting nervous.

What if we run out of materials and the enhancement fails?

When the byproducts stored in the Death Forge dropped below 10%, my back became damp with sweat.

Should I run to the Hunter Market right now?

Thud.

The flesh that fell from the air wasn’t absorbed into Draco’s body and slid off to the side.

[Draco has completed its evolution.]

Huh.

My legs almost gave out and I nearly collapsed.

I barely managed to hold myself up with my pride, not wanting to show such an unseemly appearance in front of my Familiars.

Dracos.

Did you have to make your big brother’s heart race this much?

“Its size has grown quite a bit.”

“It looks like it’s doubled. Its specs must have increased accordingly.”

The mana waves emanating from Draco had become much stronger.

An Undead that was B-rank even before evolution.

Aren’t you curious how strong it’s become?

I gulped.

And activated the Status Window.

[Draco (Enhanced)]

*Race: Undead

*Classification: Draco

*Grade: A+

Strength: 781 → 1,450

Agility: 526 → 1,273

Stamina: 749 → 1,394

Durability: 814 → 1,557

Mana: 675 → 1,342

*Skills

-Fire Breath[B] → [A+]

-Dragon Scales[B] → [A+]

-Wild Combat Arts[C] → Explosive Dragon Combat[A]

-Half-Dragon[A][New!]

-Immortal Legion[C] → [A]

-Aura[A][New!]

-Mana Emission[B][New!]

-Weak Intelligence[D] → [D+]

The stats got copied.

This isn’t a figure of speech or metaphor.

They really increased by about double.

“Girl thinks it’s more like 2.132 times.”

Hey now.

Let’s talk without the decimal points.

Incredible specs worthy of A+ grade!

And that’s not all.

Though not displayed in the Status Window, additional bonuses were applied from the effects of [Undead Maker] and [Corpse Crafting].

-Undead Maker: All stats increased by 15%.

-Corpse Crafting additional effect: Weight + 20%

20% of 15%, so an additional 3% is added for a total increase of 18%.

Since the Revived One bonus doesn’t apply, I guess this is about right.

“Hehe, hehehe. This isn’t a dream, is it?”

“Shall I pinch your cheek?”

“Gah! How dare you try to harm our Lord’s precious body!”

“Grrrowl.”

Draco, whose body had grown more than twice its size, thrust its head forward.

The Familiars were pushed aside by its overwhelming presence.

Even Sir Isra, who had the Revived One bonus, couldn’t withstand it without using mana.

“Grrroar!”

“That’s right. That’s right.”

This reminds me of Happy from my hometown.

Its intelligence definitely increased, but why did it become more dog-like?

“Grrrowl!”

“Woof!”

Hey now.

Don’t compete too intensely.

If you do that, I might get crushed and shattered into pieces.

With two Dracos that had grown to nearly 6 meters thrusting their heads forward, the pressure was tremendous.

“There’s not much difference in appearance.”

“Ugh. You Iron Head. The details are different.”

“What?!”

“Can’t you see the scales have become denser?”

“Khhhem. A knight doesn’t concern himself with such trivial matters.”

“That’s why he’s called Iron Head.”

“Gah! How dare you insult chivalry!”

Sorry, but Ingrid was right.

While the appearance didn’t differ much, a closer inspection revealed several improved aspects.

Not just the scales, but his movements and sitting posture had become more dragon-like than ghoul-like.

An aura that would make anyone in a Gate think he was from the Dragon Race!

“What do you think, Sir?”

“A one-on-one fight would be somewhat difficult.”

The assessment from Sir Isra, our combat calculation specialist, was quite satisfactory.

“How does he compare to that kobold?”

“One-on-one, 40%. Two-on-one is guaranteed victory.”

Combat power capable of fighting a peak A-rank Hunter.

Really now.

That’s incredibly impressive!

“If he had superior intelligence, the odds would be better, but that’s hard to expect.”

Draco’s tail spun around like a fan.

Hmm.

That’s true.

Let’s not expect too much.

Two more combat forces with power matching Sir Isra, a Revived One, had been added.

Conquering the Tower of Chaos.

Maybe it’s actually doable?

* * *

Beep! Beep!

A large trailer reversed while sounding warning signals.

“Here’s what you ordered.”

Excuse me?

“Did I ask you to buy me a truck?”

“There are too many byproducts to store them all in the Death Forge.”

I thought 6 tons would provide ample capacity.

That was a big mistake.

Just crafting one Tigris required over 500kg of materials.

“It’s a trailer equipped with freezer functions, so you can come and go as needed.”

President Baek handed over the car keys.

My goodness.

I never expected such thorough care.

Having someone meticulously point out the parts I missed made things much more convenient.

“Boss, you’re truly the best.”

“Come find me anytime you need something.”

President Baek left with just those words and turned away sharply.

Wow.

So incredibly cool.

To become an executive at a major corporation subsidiary in your 40s, you’d need to be like that.

I really made the right choice giving up on the job market and going all-in on being a Hunter.

I don’t have the confidence to work like that.

Opening the trailer door, cold air brushed past my cheek.

“Since it’s frozen, there’s no worry about spoilage.”

“We can age whatever we need in the Pit of Malice.”

When byproducts run low, just go to the trailer and get more. Done.

Good.

The working environment is perfect.

I just need to manage my condition well.

“Shall we begin then?”

Attaching the Corpse Doll Arm to my back.

[Third Hand]

I lit the fire in the furnace.

The fiercely burning flames gradually changed color.

Taking out bones heated to a crimson red.

[Using Bone Combination.]

Combining the proven combination of Owlbeast and Runic Bear bones.

Clang!

Clank!

[Using Mana Welding.]

Whoosh!

Blue flames flickered as the mana forces collided.

Oh.

This feels good.

My senses seem to have become more sensitive since recreating Sir Isra’s beloved sword during the promotion exam.

“Ehehehehe.”

Letting out a satisfied laugh while immersing myself in work.

A complete set of Tigris armament was finished.

【Didn’t you usually craft the undead first before making armaments, my lord?】

“Foolish. You thief.”

“He’s working during the aging time.”

【Thief. Stupid.】

【You’re the junior here. Be quiet.】

【…】

It wasn’t that he followed Zaugg’s words.

Everyone knew Roan chose silence because of the skill penalty.

【This is the dignity of a senior. Heheh!】

Except for one person.

No, except for one Revived One.

“You’re the one at fault for not knowing what even Iron Head knows.”

“What do you take me for, mage?”

“An Iron Head who only knows chivalry.”

“Gah!”

Thanks to the Pit of Malice, I saved on Magic Stones.

The amount of Magic Stones consumed during Rapid Aging was quite substantial too.

Normal aging couldn’t induce a spiritual power oversaturation state, requiring Magic Stone usage.

Using the Pit of Malice to create the desired environment.

I could now put corpses that would become templates for undead creation into a spiritual power oversaturation state.

“I roughly measured the size when putting it in the pit.”

Working hard only to expand or trim it down later is not my style.

I can’t do the work twice.

[Corpse aging stored in the Pit of Malice is complete.]

Perfect.

Trying the pre-made armor against the body, it fit roughly right.

Minor discrepancies could be fixed by trimming the corpse.

“Open your eyes.”

[Corpse Crafting]

[Crafting 2 Tigris.]

Tigris requires twice the work of ordinary undead.

Since it’s a combination of Armed Zombie Enhanced and Blood Demon, it’s practically like making two undead.

“Let’s handle the high-maintenance ones first.”

“If you need anything, please let me know anytime.”

“How about singing me a song?”

“Ahem, hmm. That’s a bit…”

“I’m joking.”

“Master. Shall I perform a tune for you?”

“It’s fine, just do your work. You said you’d analyze the Death Forge.”

Even if you sang, I wouldn’t hear anything once I concentrate.

Besides.

If you actually sang, I’d become the bad guy.

Making you do that would get me reported for harsh treatment or workplace harassment.

Please don’t make me into an evil employer.

“Sir. Let me ask you one thing.”

“Speak.”

“Armed Zombie Enhanced. Are they suited to your style?”

“To be honest, not really.”

Sir Isra’s swordsmanship is a style that sweeps through enemies like a typhoon.

The strong but heavy Armed Zombie Enhanced didn’t match well with that.

Even so.

There was a separate reason for deploying Armed Zombie Enhanced as Knight Order Members.

“It’s because of my escort, isn’t it.”

“You knew.”

“Since we have more undead capacity now, let’s do some redeployment.”

Death Space – 80 units

Pit of Malice – 40 units

At full capacity that’s 120 units, and including the Death Forge capacity, additional deployment was possible.

Though I probably can’t make even 100 units in a week.

Anyway, since capacity increased several times over, it’s time to redistribute forces.

“An excellent decision.”

“Please increase the mages too this time. Master!”

Right. Right.

Until now, I’ve used the Witch Coven for fire support and creating variables.

Sir Isra is an undead with overwhelming breakthrough power.

To utilize that for SSS-rank clears, I had to fight speed battles and distribute mana effectively.

Now the situation has changed quite a bit.

The number of undead I can accommodate has increased several times over.

Since I’ll be climbing the Tower of Chaos with its continuous battle theme, there’s much to consider regarding undead ratios and deployment.

“Wouldn’t it be better to take some time rather than challenge it immediately?”

“My popularity has gotten too high right now.”

China Superhuman Bureau.

Black Heaven Society.

I don’t think these two organizations will just sit there twiddling their thumbs.

Then the answer was simple.

Getting stronger.

The Tower of Chaos is the means to seize that answer.

I picked up the hammer again and began undead creation.

Claaang!

Clang!

The time of one week passed as quickly as a shot arrow.

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