S-Classes That I Raised to Devour - Chapter 95

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Chapter 95. The Madman of This Dimension (3)
The battle had only just ended, and I was drained of mana.
I couldn’t use Celestial Barrier or Abnormal Form Conversion.
The sensation of bullets erupting with a flash and boring into my chest was vivid enough to raise goosebumps.
The impact site should have burned hot with pain, yet paradoxically, a sickeningly cool sensation spread from my solar plexus throughout my entire body.
“Ugh…?”
I’d taken a large-caliber round to the chest, yet there was no blood. My mind wasn’t just intact—it felt clearer, more refreshed.
And it wasn’t just my mind that felt refreshed. The wounds had all healed. Fresh skin bloomed across my palm, which had been torn open from gripping the Light Sword so hard. Perfectly clean.
“What in the….”
Checking my body’s condition with Internal Energy, I realized my insides had also been completely restored. Despite having been shot.
“Did you do this?”
The moment I thought Rabbit had nodded, his body tilted forward and collapsed.
I caught him as he fell. Through the suit, I heard shallow, rapid breathing, and his chest rose and fell in faint, mechanical rhythm.
“Exhaustion, then.”
The terrain all around was barren wasteland with nowhere to hide. I carefully laid Rabbit down where he was and used Healing Light on him.
“You wouldn’t happen to be unable to speak, would you?”
With the Translation Necklace in place, there should be no language barrier. Yet Rabbit remained silent.
“Or are you deaf…?”
Then Rabbit’s helmet tilted slightly to the right, then rotated back to the left.
“I’m not sure if that counts as an answer or just coincidence, but you can hear me, right? If you can, please nod once.”
A nod.
Only after confirming his jaw moved slightly downward did Chae Mujin exhale a short breath of relief.
“I have many questions, but let me treat your injuries first. Would it be alright if I removed your helmet and suit?”
A shake of the head.
“Right, I regretted asking the moment the words left my mouth. If you take off the helmet, you lose your memories, don’t you?”
Chae Mujin had the Akashic Record and wouldn’t lose his memories, but he deduced that Rabbit’s helmet served that function for him.
“Then all I can do is use healing skills…”
A light tap.
Rabbit, lying on his back, gently tapped near the mouth of his helmet with a finger. Then he swept his hand across his abdomen.
“You’re hungry?”
A nod.
“Hold on.”
I thought about what would be easy to eat and pulled a Protein Bar from my Shadow Bag.
A chocolate-coated nutrition bar packed with nuts and caramel—military rations had nothing on its calorie density.
“But you’d have to remove your helmet to eat this.”
Ignoring my concern, Rabbit snatched the Protein Bar and deftly slipped it through the narrow gap beneath the helmet’s chin.
I couldn’t figure out how he was chewing and swallowing it—there wasn’t the slightest shift in the helmet, not a single smacking sound audible.
But Chae Mujin could tell. Rabbit was in a state of profound happiness right now.
His ears were spinning around with remarkable vigor.
Sensing Mujin’s gaze, the ears suddenly perked up and stilled.
“You’ll choke. Want some water?”
I figured a bulky water bottle wouldn’t fit through that narrow gap anyway, so I held it out for him to manage.
Splash!
Rabbit seized the bottle and promptly dumped it straight into the helmet’s mouth opening.
Most of the water streamed down his suit, but through some kind of filter mechanism inside the helmet, it was being drawn in—I could feel the mechanical vibrations of his throat working as it swallowed.
“Ahhhhh.”
A thick, murky mechanical voice emerged through the helmet’s speaker.
The gender was hard to pin down, but the tone was unmistakably that of a weathered fifty-something man who’d seen it all and reeked of stale cigarettes.
“I owe you my life, Captain.”
“…?”
Chae Mujin reflexively scanned the surroundings. Naturally, within a radius of several kilometers, only he and this metal rabbit existed.
“You’re calling me captain?”
“Of course. You’re the captain, Captain.”
This is a world where memories evaporate with every breath—the Land of Oblivion. Had cracks in Rabbit’s helmet caused serious errors in his memory circuits?
Chae Mujin deliberated whether to correct him or accept it, then made his decision.
“Name, unit, and rank.”
“Are you testing if my memories are intact? I’m part of Rabbit Team, and everyone in Rabbit Team is called Rabbit.”
“Why did you come to the Land of Oblivion?”
“To obtain the Waters of Lethe.”
Unlike Chae Mujin, who’d come here out of necessity, Rabbit had come with purpose—a detail that only heightened Mujin’s anticipation.
“What is the Waters of Lethe?”
“As I understand it, drinking it directly causes you to lose your memories, but boiling it before drinking allows you to restore lost memories.”
“How were you planning to escape with it?”
This was the crux of the matter. If you could enter the Land of Oblivion, there had to be a way out.
“A Terminal Device. Using a Dimensional Anchor, I would reverse-calculate the dimensional coordinates of this place and then force-open a Dimensional Gate connecting directly to reality.”
“Your tone makes it sound like it failed.”
“Yes. It failed. The Terminal Device became inoperable the moment I activated it, and I became stranded in this Land of Oblivion. I thought that if I reached the end of this path, I’d find something—but I was mistaken.”
Rabbit, who had been sprawled out, pushed himself up, then suddenly prostrated himself at my feet, performing a deep bow.
“I thought for certain I would die to the Abstract Entities. Yet the thought that you, Captain, would come rescue me personally… I’ve committed a grave transgression.”
Rabbit held an absolute conviction that I was his unit’s direct commanding officer, and he’d even added the beautiful delusion that I’d crossed into this dimension to extract him.
‘One lie breeds a bigger one, they say.’
If I lost this moment, I’d inevitably spiral into irreversible catastrophe later.
“I’m sorry, but I’m not the captain of Rabbit Team. You’re mistaken.”
If I let fear delay me, I’d only have to tell more lies, which would return as greater karmic debt. I had to cut the cord here. So I told him the truth.
But Rabbit’s head tilted in confusion.
“How could I be mistaken? You are the captain.”
I was baffled. Did Rabbit Team’s captain happen to look exactly like me?
“My name is Chae Mujin.”
“An honor to learn your name, Captain.”
“…Alright, let’s move.”
Rabbit sprang to his feet, seized the revolver he’d used to shoot my solar plexus, and cried out.
“I’ll take the lead!”
Ironically, that was exactly what Chae Mujin wanted, so despite the strange feeling, he silently nodded his assent.
* * *
As we moved, Chae Mujin kept addressing Rabbit.
What country was he from? Was he a Hunter? What was his Level?
Partly out of genuine curiosity, but more to confirm whether Rabbit was keeping his wits about him.
What I learned of Rabbit’s background turned out to be quite unexpected.
“He was from New Japan.”
There was no need for the Translation Necklace. Chae Mujin was fluent in English, Mandarin, and Japanese.
Level 172. When asked his age, he hemmed and hawed. I thought he was hiding something, but that wasn’t it.
“I apologize. It seems I’ve lost that memory.”
“Isn’t the helmet supposed to protect you from that?”
“It seems I cannot fully protect it. This too was a miscalculation.”
Though Rabbit had forgotten his own age, he seemed unbothered by it.
‘I suppose age is something you can recall once you see your ID card again.’
One unidentified companion had simply joined the journey, yet the atmosphere shifted dramatically.
In a suffocating, colorless hell, to commune with a living, breathing ‘human’ injected enormous vitality into my existence.
The grotesquely protruding Abstract Entities had become mere trash mobs, barely worth a spike in adrenaline.
With the overwhelming buffs I wrapped around Rabbit, his killing power exceeded even competent A-rank Dealers.
“Captain, you’re truly remarkable. Such tremendous buffs!”
Rabbit didn’t just fire the revolver. In close combat, he’d draw a Plasma Short Sword from his waistband, its blade rippling with blue light—and remarkably, it too pierced the Abstract Entities’ defenses and drove home critical strikes.
“Are those items?”
“…I can’t recall.”
“If they were items, the system would show them.”
“Since nothing appears, they don’t seem to be items.”
“That’s what I thought too.”
The notion that weapons built from pure science and technology could protect their user in the Land of Oblivion was shocking to Chae Mujin.
‘I knew New Japan had long pursued replacing items with cutting-edge technology, but I never imagined they’d actually reached the practical deployment stage.’
Of course, they’d be harder to manufacture than items and difficult to mass-produce.
But the advantage of not being classified as items was substantial.
‘Hunters can only equip six pieces of gear.’
No matter how many legendary-grade items are rotting in abundance, you can’t exceed the six-slot limit. That’s why top rankers agonize over their equipment loadouts.
But what if there existed cutting-edge gear that delivered legendary-tier performance without consuming item slots?
That’s essentially fighting with several extra gear slots unlocked—a cheat key.
‘If I remember right, there was a small domestic company back home exploring this kind of overtech.’
I made a mental note to track them down when I got back.
The ground beneath my feet rumbled faintly. At first, I thought it was a hallucination, but it wasn’t.
Rabbit also sensed the abnormality and stopped running, instinctively lowering his stance.
‘Abstract Entities? No. Something else.’
No matter how chaotically Abstract Entities swelled their bodies, they couldn’t produce this kind of heavy, seismic rupture.
Thud, thud, bang.
The vibrations and booms drew closer at a spine-chilling pace. Now I could even visually confirm where the disaster was originating.
I whipped my head to the right. Beyond the distant gray horizon, a silhouette burned into my mind with horrible clarity was rising.
“Damn, you’ve got to be kidding me!”
The thing charging toward us, wielding twelve massive tentacles in every direction.
The Great Sea’s Boss—Kraken.
It had followed me all the way into the Land of Oblivion.
* * *
Before diving deep, I’d taunted it to come find me if it could.
And it had actually come?
‘My big mouth is the source of all calamity.’
It was fortunate we hadn’t landed in the same space.
But ill luck brought us face-to-face anyway.
Despite the enormous distance, the ferocity radiating from Kraken made the hairs on my skin stand on end.
The only consolation was that the monster’s condition was equally compromised.
Its massive body was withering to ash gray in patches and crumbling, while even now it endured a relentless hail of attacks from Abstract Entities swarming around it like bees.
“Captain, that monster seems to be coming our way.”
“I’m aware.”
Kraken, too, was having its memories ground away by the world’s rules.
But the bestial hatred it bore me—for killing its young—was burning with the most tenacity till the very end.
The Abstract Entities served as meat shields, slowing its advance, but they were no match for that mass. At most five minutes. Within that time, it would pulverize us.
Flight or fight? There was no need to deliberate.
“Rabbit. Do you have any Large-caliber Sniper Rifle rounds left?”
“One remains.”
“Use it now. Even if we run, it’ll catch us, and fighting without stamina will be more disadvantageous.”
“Your will be done.”
Without a single moment’s hesitation, Rabbit tore open his Inventory, produced the Large-caliber Sniper Rifle, and smoothly chambered the round.
This time, he didn’t shatter my poor shoulder like before. Instead, he deployed a sturdy bipod on the ground and locked it firmly in place.
“Let’s go with Burst Ammunition.”
Rabbit’s bullets couldn’t deliver pure physical damage. But they could be configured with attributes.
Fire burst rounds, water salt rounds, earth quake rounds, wind storm rounds. And even healing rounds like the ones that had treated me—five total variants.
I ordered the flame variant Burst Ammunition with purely calculated intent: to exploit Kraken’s current state.
‘Exposed to the Oblivion Atmosphere, its hide has dried out to the point of becoming kindling, and its entire body is slathered with the thick, oily blood of the Abstract Entities like machine oil. A single spark would ignite a bonfire.’
Add to that the Buff I’d learned at Level 100?
「Skill—Attribute Attack Power Buff (A)」
•Attribute Attack Power Buff becomes possible.
(0.1 per Mana)
Normally a pathetically cost-ineffective buff: only 0.1 Attribute Attack Power added per Mana point.
But with my Trait—Buff Effect 99x—it becomes a game-breaking buff: 9.9 per point of Mana.
I locked my grip around Rabbit’s metallic shoulder as he held the sniper position, then poured the remainder of my mana in like a waterfall.
“Flame Attack Power Buff. Five thousand. Twenty seconds.”line>
With that single insane amplification, the Burst Ammunition leaving Rabbit’s barrel would be charged with ultraheat energy exceeding 2,500 degrees Celsius—hotter than lava.

“Don’t fire yet.”
It had already entered effective range. But what I was aiming for was the firing pattern of those savage tentacles.
Six of the twelve tentacles striking the ground for propulsion, the remaining six converging frontally to tear into me—I was timing the gap.
“Now!”
Boom! Clang!
The bolt-action mechanism recoiling with a devastating roar—the sound of metal falling back.
Before that metallic shriek even reached my ears, the supersonic round had already found its mark.
“…!”
The round struck Kraken.
The problem was, it didn’t hit the head I’d meant to obliterate.
Not because Rabbit’s aim was poor or because I’d mistimed it.
Kraken, that mad beast, had reacted to the supersonic sniper round with pure instinct, crossing its tentacles to form a shield.
As a result, the Burst Ammunition struck only one thick tentacle instead, erupting into a furious pillar of flame.
‘No… if only that flame catches the other tentacles or the main body…’
Rip, boom!
Defying my hopes, the massive tentacle engulfed in flame severed as cleanly as if cut by a blade, falling to the ground with a dull thud.
Whether it had already reached its limit and fallen naturally, or whether Kraken deliberately amputated the burning section like autotomy, I couldn’t tell.
What was certain: Kraken had lost one tentacle.
‘Now what? How do I defeat Kraken?’
No more sniper rounds. Only seven revolver rounds remained.
Even if Kraken qualified as Chaos-type and I could ignore defense, its sheer mass made severing it difficult.
Kraken pushing through the Abstract Entity swarms, drawing ever closer. My mind spun desperately for a solution, but in this hopeless impasse, no breakthrough card would come to hand.
Just as I resigned myself to a desperate, all-in battle—
“Kid, what’s the idea letting your pet Kraken run loose like this?”
“…?”
Between Rabbit and me.
A Silver-haired Man abruptly appeared in the space pressed tight against my back, chiding me like a neighborhood brat.
“You kids these days have no basic sense. No matter how empty the lot, you’d think you’d at least keep a leash and a muzzle—or tentacle guard—on it before taking it for a walk. This is why only the poor Kraken gets blamed.”
A madman complaining as if Kraken were some oversized neighborhood pet.
Bewildered, I turned to look at the man’s face—and the moment I saw it, my gaze was stolen away entirely.
Deep purple eyes that seemed to suck the soul from its very depths.
Reason scattered, all thought froze, but the survival instinct cornered on a cliff’s edge forced my lips to move.
“…That’s not my Kraken.”
“Not yours? Then what was that you were playing with just now?”
Playing with?
The blood-soaked death match we’d been waging just moments before, each trying to sever the other’s lifeline, registered to this madman’s eyes as nothing more than a dog and child tossing a ball around town?
“I wasn’t playing. I was trying to kill it.”
“That so? Well, I guess it was too weak and I got confused. So this Kraken isn’t your pet, then?”
I was about to ask the identity of this man who treated Kraken like a house pet—
“Then I can just kill it. It’s been annoying anyway.”
An arrow formed of mana appeared in the man’s palm. No—that was absolutely not mana.
Something far more sublime, transcendent—several tiers above the energy that formed the foundation of the world.
Though it took the shape of an arrow, it was no arrow. It was a nuclear warhead compressed into arrow form.
Whoosh.
The arrow, flowing with terrible beauty, left the man’s hand and traced an elegant parabola.
Along the path the arrow’s fletching carved, clusters of stars from the Milky Way poured down like waterfalls, creating a brilliantly luminous spectacle.
That transcendent streak of light, drifting leisurely as if in slow motion, passed through my blinking eye and was already embedded between Kraken’s brows.
In that instant, an absolute white light burned across my vision, engulfing the entire world.
There was no scream of ruptured eardrums, no shock wave of impact flattening the earth.
Only an overwhelming void.
Kraken, the Abstract Entities, the ash-gray Land of Oblivion—
Every background that had surrounded me was deleted in an instant, leaving only an absolute white emptiness hanging hollow.

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