The Lord Who Levels Up by Devouring - Chapter 250

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Chapter 250. The Immortal Lord
Evolution is the product of necessity for survival.
To adapt to one’s environment and endure, one hones the abilities one possesses—this is evolution itself.
Skill grades served as indicators of that evolutionary level.
[E-] grade represented the foundational level for survival.
[D-] grade represented a level of individual superiority.
[C-] grade represented a level positioned in the upper food chain.
[B-] grade represented a level where specialized, distinctive abilities emerged.
And [A-] grade represented the level of ‘complete biological evolution’.
From this point onward, one entered the ranks of dragons.
One earned the right to be called a crystalline masterpiece wrought by nature itself.
Thus came [A+] grade.
A level where a living being reached the structural limits of its form.
The perfection of evolution—the term ‘complete’ left no room for doubt whatsoever.
And for the complete, survival ceased to be a concern.
Therefore, they felt no ‘necessity’ to evolve beyond that tier.
Thus, nature harbored no entities of [S-] grade.
Only the rarest of exceptions existed.
Such as an Ogre threatened by a dragon’s existence.
Or the final survivor of a species driven to the brink of extinction.
When extreme pressure and desperate will to survive aligned with circumstances defying all logic, evolution transcended its boundaries.
When the complete—those who needed no further evolution—forcibly enacted ‘transcendence of species’ to avoid death.
The desperate will to survive surpassed evolution itself, birthing the ‘ultimate form of biological evolution’ that nature itself could never have predicted.
◆Skill, Ultra-Dense Muscle Fiber [A+] evolves!!
At last, I took my first step into that ultimate tier.
◆Hyperpolymorphic Myocyte [S-]
: Upon acquisition of this skill, the player’s muscle cells undergo complete reconstruction, with genetic differentiation pathways and metabolic circuits redesigned to biological maximum specifications.
Consequently, cells differentiate in real-time during combat into [fast-twitch, slow-twitch, shock-absorption muscle] and beyond, enabling ATP output that defies thermodynamic limits, producing the following effects:
●Strength output +162,500%
●Impact absorption rate +421,240%
●Tissue recovery response speed +11,200%
●Upon impact accumulation, ‘Short-term Evolution Feedback Loop’ activates (maximum 3 stacks)
【This skill is an evolved skill derived from Ultra-Dense Muscle Fiber [A+].】
Indescribable power surged through my entire body.
The monstrous strength of an Ogre—and beyond.
A truly overwhelming violence, as though I could shatter mountain ranges with my fists, dwelt in every fiber of muscle.
As I clenched my fist, a deafening crack erupted.
The explosive pressure burst outward.
Shockwaves rippled in all directions, ravaging the landscape of the Valley.
“Wow.”
An exclamation escaped my lips before I could stop it.
This was no jest.
At this moment, I felt I could topple an entire mountain.
“I could even arm-wrestle a dragon and win.”
The ultimate form of biological evolution.
I was no longer confined within the framework of a mere organism.
“Is this what S-rank evolution feels like?”
Previously, I possessed two [S]-rank skills.
Predator’s Instinct [S].
Monomolecular Blade [S].
Yet this felt entirely different from those two.
For one, neither of them were evolutionary abilities.
Predator’s Instinct [S]—how should I describe it?
It maximized survival instincts.
Monomolecular Blade [S]—how should I describe it?
It maximized killing efficiency.
By contrast, Choitype Muscle Fiber [S-] elevated the very essence of existence itself.
It was not evolution for survival, but rather a sensation that existence had become so complete it no longer needed to survive.
The rank was one tier lower.
Yet I could perceive it clearly.
“I’ve ascended to an entirely different level.”
Another Level.
In this moment, I had risen to the same tier as a Beast Lord.
This was no boast or exaggeration whatsoever.
One of the abilities within Choitype Muscle Fiber [S-]: the short-term evolution feedback loop.
Simply put, this function was “real-time evolution.”
When my body sustains impact?
My muscle fibers feedback that impact and evolve.
Stabbed by a blade—I develop cut-resistant structures.
Caught in an explosion—I adapt into a shock-dispersing form.
I learn from damage, evolve, and respond in an optimized state.
“This is an authority possessed by the Beast Lord?”
That was my understanding.
The Beast Lord.
A lifeform inexplicable by ordinary biological evolution.
Irreducible complexity.
(Irreducible Complexity).
The Beast Lord possessed genetic factors from nearly every lifeform inhabiting The Continent, a being of intelligent design.
The most representative of its authorities was none other than.
Adaptation.
The Beast Lord possessed the genetic code of all life, granting perfect immunity to every environment, fact, and phenomenon.
In simpler terms.
“Complete immunity to all damage.”
If The Immortal Lord had nullified the very concept of death itself.
Then the Beast Lord had nullified the very concept of damage.
Thus, it had completely eliminated every condition and reason for death.
Of course, I had not reached that level.
Not perfect immunity like the Beast Lord.
But it was similar.
In other words, I was of lord-tier rank.
“Now that I think about it.”
Mentioning “lord” stirred a thought in my mind.
“Why hasn’t the Quest cleared yet.”
The calamity Quest, [Lord of the Undying].
The full strength of Whitewolf Territory should have cleared it long ago.
I didn’t know which commander of the Immortal Legion had been deployed.
Nosferatu? Dracula?
Either way made no difference.
“I’ve even written countermeasures in the field manual.”
A mere commander of the Immortal Legion.
Should have been crushed by now.
Yet the Quest still hadn’t cleared.
“…Something feels wrong.”
Something had gone amiss.
And there was only one possible problem at this moment.
“Could it be that The Immortal Lord came personally?”
An ominous premonition struck me.
I tried to deny it, but there was no other explanation.
“The current situation makes no sense otherwise.”
…The ominous premonition was gradually becoming reality.
* * *
Boom-boom-boom-boom-bang!!
Successive explosions of crimson light.
Space tore asunder as everything crumbled to dust.
“…Ugh!”
Kai gritted his teeth and endured.
His bones shattered.
Tears of blood streamed from his burst blood vessels.
Even enduring was becoming unbearable.
What made it more hopeless was that this was far from over.
Now it truly began.
Whoooosh!
Crimson magical energy surged forth from The Queen’s body.
…Magical energy?
Could that viscous, blood-red substance truly be called magical energy?
Kai felt an unpleasant sensation blooming in his chest.
Fear.
It was unfamiliar.
For a moment, Kai thought of fleeing.
He wanted to scream and run.
But he could not.
Kai swallowed the cascading blood.
Overwhelming malice scraped across every nerve in his body.
It draws closer. Faster.
There is no time even to breathe.
‘It comes.’
CRACK-BOOM!!
The blood-red magical energy whirled forth.
The very air tore asunder.
Space and reality itself seemed to scream for salvation.
Kai rolled to the side, sword in hand, grazing past by the narrowest margin.
The Queen’s pupils dilated.
A leisurely smile played at the corners of her mouth.
As though savoring amusement, The Queen gazed down at Kai with intrigued eyes.
“Mere thrashing to delay the inevitable agony.”
Pity and mockery flickered simultaneously in The Queen’s gaze.
“Do you cling so desperately to that fleeting glimmer in so brief a life?”
The Queen gestured.
Crimson blood-magic enveloped her body once more.
Then it erupted outward, engulfing Kai in a torrent of red.
Kai sensed it instinctively.
This time, there was no blocking or evading.
BOOM!!
Red light consumed his vision.
His entire body was shredded in the next instant.
But then—
WHOOOOOM!!
Space wailed behind The Queen.
Magic circles bloomed in all directions.
A tremendous force crashed down upon The Queen.
A flicker of interest crossed the Immortal Queen’s eyes.
Her crimson gaze turned toward Iliana, the girl with the blue-tinged impression.
“You understand this world quite well.”
However.
“Your understanding of this world is merely an imitation of my memories.”
The Immortal Queen gestured.
Rip—!
Iliana’s magical circle tore asunder.
“What?!”
Iliana’s eyes widened in shock.
The Immortal Queen’s eyes gleamed.
In that instant.
The space around Iliana twisted violently.
A torrent of warped spacetime surged forth.
“This is—!!”
Iliana’s voice was swallowed by the maelstrom.
But then.
Uuuuuuuuu—!!
A vibration of a different nature bloomed forth.
A blue wind rippled into being.
Following that wind, flames ignited, waters undulated, and the earth trembled.
The raging torrent of spacetime faltered.
All flows found harmony.
The spacetime torrent fused with the spirits’ will and no longer wrought destruction.
Instead, it bared its sharp fangs against the Immortal Queen who refused to cycle.
…The Immortal Queen was not alarmed.
“Spirits. Products of faith left behind by the foolish and ignorant.”
Therefore.
“They cannot maintain existence before perfect understanding.”
This time, there was no gesture.
With merely her gaze, the rippling wind, the burning flames, the trembling earth’s resonance—all began to evaporate silently.
“What—!”
Rielin cried out reflexively.
Iliana’s eyes flew open in horror.
Iliana could see how the Immortal Queen had annihilated the spirits.
Spirits.
Beings born from the ‘ignorance’ of ancient humans who could not comprehend the principles of natural phenomena.
Therefore, if one interprets and understands that ignorance?
The spirits lose their foundation for existence.
The moment their principles are revealed, they are no longer regarded as ‘mysteries’.
In other words.
‘They deduced the origin of spirits through pure logic…?’
It wasn’t impossible.
But it was far too theoretical.
It was comparable to observing only a person’s shadow and deducing their face, height, age, and personality with perfect accuracy.
To actually manifest such a thing…!!
Rielin reached out her hand.
But the spirit did not respond.
Before the Queen’s intellect, refined across eons, the spirit could not maintain its existence.
The Queen tilted her head as she gazed at Rielin.
Rielin’s fingertips trembled.
In that moment when such an incomprehensible mystery shattered before perfected reason.
Crash!
Broombar rocketed upward like a stone and drove his fist forward.
A shockwave mixed with thunderous impact erupted.
The air tore open with a violent crack.
Yet.
“A single finger…?”
The Queen held Broombar’s fist motionless with just one finger.
The Queen’s lips moved ever so slightly.
“Primitive in method.”
And yet.
“The form closest to this world itself.”
Boom—!!
Broombar’s body was sent flying backward.
But in that opening.
Kai surged forward like lightning.
His body, which had been torn to shreds, was now whole.
“…Immortal?”
The Queen’s eyes narrowed.
Interest and analysis.
And a ‘faint displeasure’ flickered across the Queen’s gaze.
Whoosh!
Kai’s aura blade cleaved through blood.
The moment it reached the Queen’s neck.
“Amusement ends now.”
Crack-crack-crack-crack-crack—!
A sound erupted as if the entire world were collapsing.
Blood sprayed in all directions as reality itself tore asunder.
Through the rifts poured a crimson radiance.
And then.
…it never reached.
No—it couldn’t have reached.
Instead, the surging tide of blood magic seized Kai.
“Gaahhh!!”
My flesh and bone disintegrated.
Every blood vessel and nerve twisted grotesquely.
The disintegrated flesh and bone knitted back together.
The twisted blood vessels and nerves reattached themselves.
Yet with each mending, they continued to unravel and contort anew.
Before true immortality, my immortality was nothing but meaningless rewind.
“Krraaaaaahhhhh!!”
The level… was different.
It wasn’t merely a difference in power—the very dimension itself diverged.
Another Level.
“Life that writhes, twists, and endlessly multiplies.”
The Immortal Queen showed no mercy to the counterfeit of immortality.
From the Queen’s fingertips, crimson veins spread outward.
…It was over.
Everyone thought so—until that moment.
“Everyone, fall back!!”
Zzzzzzzzzt—!!
Flowers of frigid cold bloomed in all directions.
The crimson veins spreading from the Queen’s fingertips froze in an instant.
The flooding world of crimson transformed in a heartbeat into a realm of bitter frost.
The Queen’s face hardened.
For the first time, the Queen’s expression—which had remained composed as if on a leisurely stroll—contorted.
And so the emotion of ‘tension’ took root in the Queen’s gaze.
The Queen’s wary eyes traced the frozen crimson veins.
And there.
Ethereal silver hair shimmering as if infused with moonlight.
Large, gleaming crimson eyes like rubies set into pale skin.
That woman with features as delicate as flower petals—
Seraphia.
The Empress of Bitter Frost.
“Release Lord Kai at once!!”
Sharp crystalline petals of frost bloomed in unison toward the Immortal Queen.

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