The Lord Who Levels Up by Devouring - Chapter 225

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Chapter 225. The Celestial Dragon’s Wrath
To obliterate Sylvandir Forest entirely, I would need power capable of exterminating an entire ecosystem.
And that is my maximum-tier skill.
◆Evolved Skill, Radiant Dragon’s Fury [L] activated!!
With Ogre Predation [S+], I could touch the threshold of another level and unleash power capable of inflicting fatal wounds upon even the Death Lords.
…But this falls woefully short.
I could burn Sylvandir Forest, but not erase it entirely.
So then.
I do not stop here.
With ever greater, ever stronger power.
I must obliterate Sylvandir Forest completely.
Current Sanity value: 17,520.
Unfortunately, Berserk [S-] was beyond reach.
◆Consuming 6,533 Sanity.
◆Berserk [?] grade adjusted to [A+].
◆Transcendent Skill, Primordial Metabolic Amplification [A+] acquired!!
One more time.
◆Fusion Skill, Sanguine Explosive Torrent [L] activated!!
Words materialize before my eyes.
Simultaneously, my heartbeat accelerates explosively.
Thump-thump-thump-thump!!
Every cell in my body burned through its stored energy.
Muscle fibers glowing crimson with heat.
Nervous systems surging beyond their limits.
Metabolism transcends mere combustion, hurtling toward detonation, and my body breaks free from the shackles of ‘organism’—no longer bound by the constraints of humanity.
As a result, my final stats amplified by a [x12 multiplier].
…Yet it remains insufficient.
Still not enough.
But this is the limit of what I can achieve.
Using Sanguine Explosive Torrent [L] to wring out every last drop of bioenergetic resource—this is the absolute maximum I can produce.
Anything beyond this… is impossible.
So then.
…I remember. I face it.
Even if it is a wall I can never overcome.
Even if I ultimately kneel before the despair I confront.
…At least, in this battle alone.
With will, not despair.
Ian, I will stand against you.
-Dominion is sovereignty. Think of the sky once.
The sky looks down upon all things.
All things beneath bow before it.
Clouds and wind, light and darkness—none escape its embrace.
This is no mere superiority of strength.
It is dominion through existence itself.
However lofty a mountain may stand, it remains but a hill beneath the sky.
However vast an ocean may stretch, it is but water contained within the sky.
Without displaying its power.
Without proclaiming its name.
All things in creation already kneel beneath the sky.
It is infinitely vast.
Infinitely powerful.
A presence that can stand against anything.
A majesty that fears not even ten million foes converging upon it.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Crash!!
Everything around me erupted, and the demons vanished.
Yet I could advance no further.
My entire body… was shattering.
My muscle fibers were tearing.
My bones screamed in agony.
My nerves burned like lightning through my flesh.
My heart raced wildly of its own accord, swelling as though about to burst—
—Don’t stop.
Ian’s voice brushed past my ear like an auditory phantom.
And so a dreamlike path unfurled before my eyes.
…It is distant.
So very distant.
Can I truly reach that place?
I shook my head.
I could sense it instinctively.
That place was beyond my reach, no matter how hard I strived.
Could I narrow the gap even slightly through desperation?
Perhaps.
Yet even so, I would never reach it.
Perhaps this is a path of despair.
No matter how far I stretch my hands, no matter how far I extend my feet.
The distance never closes—only pushes me further away with each passing moment.
I will likely never see the end of this path.
Just as Memoria could not, I cannot touch that distant end.
And yet.
I pressed my feet forward.
Even if this single step becomes the first toward an end I may never reach.
Even if this step becomes nothing but a meaningless footfall.
—I move forward, Adrian.
And so.
When my footstep touched the beginning of the path.
◆The Evolution Skill, Wrath of the Radiant Dragon [L] undergoes its final evolution!!
My vision opens before me—
“Uuuuuuuuaaaaaagh—!!”
When all the energy of Dragon Blood Torrent [L] finally reaches its culmination—
◆Wrath of the Celestial Dragon [M]
: The player forcibly metabolizes [all biotic energy resources] from the transcendent state of Dragon Blood Torrent [L], burning cellular structures and molecular bonds to their absolute limit.
In this process, the energy undergoes [quantum bond collapse], distorting the phase of spacetime itself, warping every physical and causal variable.
As a result, all existence within the skill’s sphere of influence loses [mass, position, spatiotemporal coordinates], becoming unobservable and severing continuity as reality, thus ceasing to exist.
【This skill is the ultimate skill resulting from the final evolution of Wrath of the Radiant Dragon [L].】
…It had already transcended the realm of nothingness.
* * *
Adrian surged forward with a primal roar.
Without hesitation, he hurled himself into the swarm of malevolent spirits pouring forth like an ant colony.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom crash!!
Explosive shockwaves radiated outward from Adrian’s position.
There was no warning, no signal.
Merely by Adrian’s existence, everything around him crumbled.
Even spacetime itself was torn asunder like paper.
And Adrian’s crimson eyes.
Yet now they were as if.
Eyes vast and profound, cradling galaxies within them.
Iliana understood instinctively.
…Just how wondrous a realm Adrian’s feet now treaded upon.
Roooooaaaaaaagh—!!
Heat and light roiled within Adrian’s body.
An indescribable, wordless pressure extended in all directions.
And thus demanded submission from all existence.
Then Adrian kicked off the ground and leaped skyward—
Bounding across the remnants of torn spacetime—
And as he ascended like a celestial being, a colossal form of the Celestial Dragon twisted and surged forth along his trajectory—
Beneath this sky.
…all creation bows before him.
Wind, light, shadow.
River, mountain, stone.
And thus the entirety of Sylvandir Forest, transformed into a demonic realm—
Craaaaaaaaaaaaash─!!
Before the Celestial Dragon’s wrath, all bowed their heads.
The twisted trees were uprooted entirely, transforming into sand in the void.
The black miasma that had spread through the demonic realm was torn asunder and scattered.
The corrupted earth crumbled into ever smaller grains of sand, dispersing into nothingness.
As all laws and reality that comprised the demonic realm collapsed—
“!!!!!”
“!!!!!”
“!!!!!”
Everyone gasped in shock.
Only one.
Mongma alone resisted the Celestial Dragon’s wrath.
“No…! No…!!”
Beneath Mongma’s feet, dreams and reality tangled together.
Yet.
Darkness twisted.
Shadows stretched in reverse.
Everything around was consumed and pulled away into oblivion.
Evil spirits were torn apart and separated.
Time slowed, then accelerated a thousandfold in an instant.
Existence scattered like fragments into the void and vanished—
Sylvandir Forest… began to disappear.
“No!! No! No!!!”
Mongma floundered in despair.
Her body swayed and her knees buckled.
In that moment, her form convulsed.
Kwaaaaaaaaaah─!!
Dense darkness erupted from her body.
The darkness shrieked like a wail into the void. But it was immediately engulfed by the torrent of light born from the Celestial Dragon’s wrath, vanishing without a trace.
And so Mongma….
No—the dark veil that had covered Rielin’s eyes faded away, and her luminous emerald gaze slowly revealed itself.
Yet no one, not a single soul.
“!!!!!”
“!!!!!”
“!!!!!”
…realized this truth.
* * *
Whoooooosh!
The world shrouded in light closed once more.
─Kwaaaaaaaaaah!!
A gust of wind swept through the area belatedly, scattering everything in its wake.
Dust transformed into grains of sand.
What had once been Sylvandir Forest scattered in all directions.
I simply collapsed where I stood.
I had no strength left to stand.
As I gasped for breath in that moment—
◆You have defeated Mongma!!
The message confirming Mongma’s demise appeared clearly before me.
But somehow, it felt as though I hadn’t merely severed the connection—I had completely erased Mongma from existence.
◆You have gained 124,000,000 combat experience!!
◆Your level has increased!
◆Your level has increased!
◆Your level has increased!
◆Your level has increased!
.
.
.
The level-up messages flooded my vision in an endless stream.
Over 100 million experience points.
Because of this, the level-up messages showed no sign of ending.
◆Your level has increased!
◆Your level has increased!
◆You have cleared the Hidden Linked Quest [The Death Lord is Loading]!!
◆Your level has increased!
◆Your level has increased!
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.
.
Even as the Quest clear message appeared between the level-ups, the notifications refused to stop.
And Hidden Quests don’t grant experience.
In other words, this was purely Mongma’s experience.
However, the Hidden Quest provided a special reward different from ordinary quests.
The problem was that both the reward and contents of this quest were entirely ※Error※.
Perhaps that was why.
◆Bwaaaaahhhhggggaaaa?!?!
Mungu was also generating ※Error※ messages.
…But.
Is that really an ※Error※?
Could it just be a glitch?
All the previous glitches should have looked exactly like this.
◆Mongma?! What the—?!
◆What?! Who is Mongma?!
Fortunately (?) it seemed the error was correct.
◆Mongma is the final boss and is seriously, incredibly, absolutely awesome!!
◆How strong is she?
◆Mongma alone could annihilate the entire world!!
There had never been such chaos.
But why was I understanding this?
Somehow, the meaning became clear to me.
-Mongma is the final boss and is seriously, incredibly, absolutely awesome!!
-How strong is she?
-Mongma alone could annihilate the entire world!!
…It was something like that.
I have no idea how I could understand this.
I don’t really know myself.
But Mongma being the final boss?
That was the most ridiculous exaggeration I’d ever heard.
◆Don’t exaggerate?! Not at all!
-Don’t exaggerate?! Not at all!
◆Mongma’s reality manipulation means the very stage of reality itself that Mongma desires is rewritten anew!!
-Mongma’s reality manipulation means the very stage of reality itself that Mongma desires is rewritten anew!!
◆Gravity, time, causality, conceptual structure!
-Gravity, time, causality, conceptual structure!
◆Everything changes according to Mongma’s imagination!!
-Everything changes according to Mongma’s imagination!!
◆The fact that fighting her is no different from fighting a god!!
-The fact that fighting her is no different from fighting a god!!
…It was something like that kind of fuss.
Perhaps I’d grown accustomed to this madness from watching Mungu’s theatrics all this time.
◆The fact that we managed to defeat such a Mongma is truly incredible!!
…I was losing my mind right along with them.
And every time, they made a fuss in different ways.
It was almost a talent, if you could call it that.
In any case.
It seemed like this commotion would go on for quite a while longer.
The special reward from the Hidden Quest would probably come then.
And so, the current level-up Mungu.
Mungu throwing a fit.
The two of them singing in harmony, dizzying my eyes and ears—
“Ugh…!”
…I truly felt like I was dying.
Neither my mind nor my body was functioning normally.
“Haah…! Haah…!”
I was desperately clinging to consciousness when—
…I felt an odd gaze upon me.
Or rather, multiple gazes.
When I lifted my head, all the Elves were staring at me.
Their eyes gleamed with shock and reverence.
Every one of them stood with their mouths agape, watching me.
Yet at the same time, worry and awe mingled in their expressions.
—What do we do now?
—What will become of us?
…That was the sentiment written across their faces.
Like uprooted trees, they swayed helplessly.
And for good reason—Sylvandir Forest had vanished.
The homeland where Elves had dwelled for centuries, even millennia, had disappeared in an instant.
From my perspective, it was no different than the Allied Forces vanishing in a single moment.
‘Now that I think about it…’
I could only feel anxious and hollow.
Therefore, they needed a focal point to anchor their hearts.
And that role belonged to the Forest Keeper, Rielin.
…She had lost consciousness.
She wasn’t dead.
The excessive drain of power combined with the severance from the forest had left her half-dead.
‘That woman…’
She certainly had it easy.
Perhaps that’s why all the Elves were looking only at me.
…Ah, I don’t even know anymore.
As always until now.
When I wake up from fainting, things will have sorted themselves out.
Thump.
I let my consciousness slip away.
* * *
The trading city of Caravana.
A city reduced to ruins after the calamity of the Death Knight descended upon it.
…Or so it seemed.
But it was not.
First, because Adrian had stood alone against the Death Knight.
Second, because even amid the ruins, the citizens had not ceased their reconstruction.
“Hurry! We need to complete this sector by tomorrow!”
“Watch the bricks! Break another one and it comes out of your wages!”
Third, the Anonymous Merchant Guild had poured resources into the reconstruction effort.
Thanks to Adrian and the Caravana market administrator’s swift action, there were virtually no casualties.
But the collapsed Castle Wall and roads.
The burned warehouses and dwellings.
The materials needed for reconstruction exceeded all imagination.
An impossible quantity of supplies was required, yet the Anonymous Merchant Guild provided it all.
The Anonymous Merchant Guild, whose identity remained undisclosed.
But everyone knew.
“This is all thanks to Adrian!”
“Long live Adrian!!”
Thus, the sound of hammers echoed throughout the streets.
Laborers carrying bricks.
The landscape was filled with ashen dust, yet smiles bloomed on every face.
And so Caravana reclaimed its function as a trading city—
“Have you heard the rumors?”
The merchants’ gossip networks also resumed their function.
“Rumors? What rumors?”
“Well, you see—”
“You don’t mean that story about a golden waterfall pouring down in the Eastern Region?”
“…Eh? What are you talking about?”
“I only heard it secondhand, so I’m not entirely certain. But they say a golden torrent flowed down riding the clouds.”
“Bah, nonsense. How could such a thing be possible?”
“That’s why some say it was a dragon.”
“A dragon?”
“Yes, they say when a dragon’s breath tears through the sky, golden rain falls.”
“That’s just a legend, nothing more.”
But tales faster than fact and sweeter than truth always spread from mouth to mouth, do they not?
“Legend or not, many claim to have witnessed it, so it’s too good a story to simply dismiss.”
“Hmm… so that’s why the Eastern merchants have been so restless lately.”
“Some call it a sign of fortune, while others say it portends disaster.”
“Either way, land values in the Eastern Region will surely rise.”
“As always, you conclude everything with coin.”
“Old habits die hard. Dragon or not, if it turns a profit, that’s god and blessing enough for me.”
The merchants laughed heartily at one another.
“But what was the rumor you meant to tell?”
“Ah, that one.”
The merchant took a breath and spoke.
“The Elves have emerged into the human world.”

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