The Lord Who Levels Up by Devouring - Chapter 253

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Chapter 253. Immortal vs Immortal (1)
The connection Quest with Kai suddenly cleared.
Its objective was to guide Kai beyond Dependent Immortality [E].
And the reward was—.
◆You have obtained 22,143,000 Quest Experience!
◆Your level has increased!
◆Your level has increased!
◆Your level has increased!
First, the clear experience.
Amplified fivefold by the title 【Immortal Lord】, I was able to gain an enormous amount of experience.
Even so, it amounted to only +3 levels, but regardless.
That wasn’t the important part.
It wasn’t even the primary reward of the connection Quest.
The main reward of the connection Quest lay elsewhere.
◆Kai’s affinity level “Bond Stage” has been unlocked!
Specifically, the affinity level “Bond Stage” unlock.
And the corresponding Link Skill.
The mechanism of Link Skills fell into three broad categories.
1. Like Seraphia’s Mental Resonance [E], my abilities could influence someone at the Bond Stage, or.
2. Like Adlern’s Market Reading [U], the abilities of someone at the Bond Stage could influence me, or.
3. Like the soldiers’ Oath of Immortality [E], the bond relationship itself could manifest as an ability.
Among these, Kai’s Link Skill was—.
◆You have acquired the Link Skill, Law Negation [M]!
“Law Negation?”
…I wasn’t entirely sure.
At first glance, it seemed like the second type.
In other words, it appeared that Kai’s ability would influence me….
“What’s the grade?”
It was Mythic [M], no less.
This was far from ordinary.
It was a realm that transcended the framework of laws.
Therefore, the fact that I had been granted a Link Skill of this caliber.
It meant that Kai’s Dependent Immortality [E] hadn’t merely enhanced the total amount of aura or operational ability.
It was a method that influenced the very structure of the world.
In other words.
A realm that twisted the laws of the world itself—.
“He’s reached the level of a Lord?”
It meant that Kai had stepped into another dimension entirely.
* * *
A strange structure like the Blue Fortress.
Crystals emitting blue light from all directions.
Kai stood at their center, his blade leveled at The Queen.
“You… what in the world have you done?”
The Queen demanded an answer.
But Kai offered none.
He couldn’t—he didn’t understand it himself.
Just moments ago, I could barely stand.
Collapse seemed inevitable at any second.
The wounds of defeat ran deep.
The agony of defeat was excruciating.
Yet now, nothing of that remained.
The wounds of defeat had sealed shut.
The agony of defeat had been erased.
My aura, once hollow and depleted, now overflowed with vitality.
My mind was unnaturally lucid.
I could only discern that I had crossed some threshold.
But the details eluded me.
What had brought me to this point remained a mystery.
The price I had paid—I still couldn’t fathom it.
One thing was certain: I was no longer the Kai of before.
I kicked off the ground—a resonant boom.
The blue crystals responded, rippling with energy.
My body felt weightless.
No pain, no gravity, no heaviness—nothing weighed upon me.
Yet my senses remained razor-sharp.
Everything crystalline and vivid.
The tremor of light, the undulation of sound.
The density of blood-scent, the current of air.
The taste of blood lingering on my tongue.
And.
“You wretch…!! How have you bent the world to your will!!”
Even The Queen’s emotions.
Beyond the five senses, I perceived her consciousness with crystalline clarity.
As though I wasn’t merely sensing it.
But had become sensation itself.
“Aaaaaaaah!!”
The Queen shrieked.
Blood erupted from behind The Queen’s back, unfurling into a colossal wing of crimson.
A thunderous crack.
The blood-wing folded inward.
A wave of blood imbued with terrible power swept across the world.
She was indeed formidable.
The Queen remained absolute and overwhelming.
Could I pierce through that?
Kai shook his head.
I had to break through it, no matter what.
Do not fear.
Death can never breach me.
Kai’s blade cut across the wave of blood.
A resonant hum filled the air!
Crystals of blue light responded, radiating brilliance.
The surging wave of blood was torn asunder.
The Queen’s eyes widened.
But shock came before action.
“What is this!!”
The Queen cried out.
Yet her astonishment was brief.
The Queen’s pupils blazed with crimson radiance.
A colossal tempest of blood erupted in all directions.
Thunderous detonations cascaded across the sky!
Kai halted his movement.
Blood drenching the heavens.
The Queen is an inhuman monster.
The sovereign of the immortal, those who have lived through eons.
But I am a monster too.
Though I have not lived through eons, there is no need for haste.
There is no reason to fear.
Calm the mind.
Kai shed his tangled thoughts one by one, as if brainwashing himself.
I steadied my breathing.
Do not trust your eyes and ears.
Trust your senses.
The senses I have honed and refined all this time.
Kai’s consciousness expanded.
And at that same moment.
Kai’s body vanished.
The Queen pursued Kai’s movements with wide, unblinking eyes.
“Here!!”
A whip of blood lashed out from the Queen’s fingertips.
An attack that arrived in an instant.
The Queen’s body was driven backward. Blood trickled from between her lips.
“What was that just now…?”
The Queen’s expression shifted.
Composure no longer graced her features.
“…Fine, I concede the point.”
The Queen wiped the blood from her lips.
Colossal wings of blood unfurled in their entirety.
A grotesque beauty—as though crimson seals were being branded into existence—bloomed forth, desecrating Kai’s world.
And a single incantation.
“Trakur Elie Neren Sakri.”
Blades of blood descended in torrents.
They carved through all directions as if severing the very fabric of reality itself.
Kai did not retreat.
The Queen’s blood blades and Kai’s sword collided.
Clang! Clang!
Kai’s blade grew dull.
The Queen’s strikes were heavy and razor-sharp.
“Zarkal Ben Tiras Morun.”
Another incantation.
In an instant, dozens—hundreds—of blades poured down like a torrential downpour.
Boom!
Explosions erupted between the colliding swords and blades.
No more metallic ringing followed.
Each strike was a killing blow.
Kai’s sword danced with frenzied intensity.
Wolf’s Swordsmanship. First Form.
Dance Of Fangs.
Crash! Boom!
Sword and blades continued their relentless collision. Neither side yielded. The Queen stepped forward.
Kai retreated a step backward.
Seizing the advantage, the Queen targeted Kai’s opening.
Whoosh!
A crimson trajectory of blood lashed forth like lightning.
But in that moment.
Kai’s blade tore through the air, rising diagonally.
Screech!
The essence of Dance Of Fangs lay in ‘variation’.
Angles and distances in constant flux.
A method of disrupting the opponent’s rhythm through timing and cadence.
Therefore, countless movements were required.
To swing a sword once, countless preparatory motions had to accumulate beforehand.
But Adrian was different.
He was simply pure.
There were no movements to twist the flow or deceive.
And yet it remained unpredictable.
Motion existed, but form did not.
Intent was present, but trajectory was invisible.
Not complexity, but simplicity.
And yet it overwhelmed all technique—
Adrian’s illusion.
He added it.
No, he discarded it.
All unnecessary excess.
Wolf’s Swordsmanship. First Form—Illusory Dance.
The Oscillating Blade.
The light of a deep blue aura rippled forth.
The Queen did not retreat.
She responded, wrapping her blood mana around herself.
But then—
Boom!
The density was different.
The magnitude of impact was incomparable.
Crack!
The Queen’s wrist was torn clean away.
A distinct emotion of ‘caution’ flickered across her crimson eyes.
Yet the Queen did not simply endure.
Burst!
Kai’s heart ruptured.
A blood blade that seized the opening pierced through Kai’s chest and crushed his heart.
And yet Kai did not die.
Even as the most fundamental source of life was torn asunder, Kai did not succumb to death.
The Queen could perceive it.
“…Intentional?”
Kai had taken the blow deliberately.
He had chosen to expose his heart and push the Queen back on purpose.
And the reason was right there.
Rip—! Rip—!
Kai tore through the blood cocoon.
The crimson threads enveloping the cocoon crumbled away.
From within, Kai lifted out a small, delicate girl—Seraphia.
Kai held Seraphia gently in his arms.
A faint heartbeat, yet still beating.
Breath rising and falling in gentle rhythm.
Her warmth against his skin.
All of it became an eternal spark, spreading through Kai’s pierced heart like wildfire.
Thump.
As if two lives were now connected by a single heartbeat.
Defying death itself.
Affirming eternity.
From this moment forward, never again.
Not twice more would I let go.
Even if the price were endless suffering that stretched throughout my lifetime.
“Come.”
Seraphia.
If I could only protect her.
“I would gladly accept an eternal battle.”
Kai was prepared to throw himself into the aeons of time itself.
* * *
The speculation that Kai had stepped into the Lord-tier realm.
It wasn’t certain.
It was merely speculation I couldn’t verify immediately, and in my current situation, it wasn’t even important.
I checked the information on the newly acquired skill right away.
◆Null Thesis [M]
: When this skill is activated, the target’s [structure, form, principles, etc.] are temporarily deactivated. At this time, all possibilities of the target are converted to an [ergodic state].
“…?”
I had no idea what that meant.
I could follow up to the part about deactivating the target’s structure, form, and principles.
But I didn’t truly understand it.
I could only grasp it vaguely.
However.
“An ergodic state?”
What in the world does that mean?
I had absolutely no clue.
I would have asked Iliana if she were here, but of course, she wasn’t in this place.
So it was a skill whose mechanism I couldn’t understand at all.
“But in any case, the name is ‘Null Thesis.'”
Ultimately, it’s a skill that negates laws themselves.
If that’s the case, a success rate of 0%.
It might even be able to negate laws where possibility itself doesn’t exist.
I immediately used Null Thesis [M] on the hexahedron.
◆Activating Unique Skill, Negation of Law [M]!!
In that instant, a resonant hum—!
A hexahedron materialized before me.
Every number between 0 and 1 existed within it in their entirety.
From within, a single number surfaced in my mind with piercing clarity.
【0.000000…】
An infinitesimal, infinitely close to zero.
The smallest infinitesimal among all numbers between 0 and 1 within the hexahedron.
【0.0000000…】
Another number emerged.
Larger than the previous one by an infinitesimal magnitude.
And then another number, greater still by an infinitesimal.
Then yet another, larger by an infinitesimal.
【0.00000000…】
【0.000000000…】
【0.0000000000…】
【0.00000000000…】
.
.
.
Endlessly, ceaselessly.
Numbers growing by infinitesimal increments.
And then.
【0.0000000000…1】
…it ended.
Then the identical process repeated itself.
【0.00000000…】
【0.000000000…】
【0.0000000000…】
【0.00000000000…】
.
.
.
But once a number was drawn, it never returned into the hexahedron.
The number I had just extracted would never be drawn again.
【0.0000000000…2】
The sequence ended at a number greater than this.
And once more.
【0.0000000000…3】
Again.
【0.0000000000…4】
Every real number existing between 0 and 1 ascended in sequence, starting from the smallest infinitesimal.
Each time, my consciousness shattered.
“Ugh…!!”
My mind was being torn apart.
Perception itself twisted.
As if paying the price for glimpsing infinity, my consciousness and spirit were ripped to shreds—yet.
◆The Successor’s Will [EX] resists the ergodic computation!
Ian’s ability, the Successor’s Will [EX].
Mental fortitude expanded into infinity.
It allowed me to observe infinity to its very end.
【0.0000000000…5】
【0.0000000000…6】
【0.0000000000…7】
【0.0000000000…8】
【0.0000000000…9】
.
.
.
Numbers flowed endlessly onward.
And at some point amid that infinite flow.
A single number surfaced from the ocean of infinite quantities.
【0.4999999…】
The infinitesimal grew progressively larger.
【0.49999999…】
【0.499999999…】
【0.4999999999…】
Probability collapsed.
Causality melted away.
All possibilities and probabilities became indistinguishable from one another.
Within the vast state space, every possible state that could exist at 0.49999… was experienced—.
【0.50000000000…0】
The boundary line of probability.
Halting at its exact center—.
◆Hidden Quest, [Success Probability 0%] cleared!
The moment the quest clear message appeared.
Crack—!!
Spacetime was torn asunder entirely.
My entire field of vision warped like a crumpled tin can.
Light lost its direction and spun in place.
The sound delayed, overlapped, and repeated endlessly.
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Even if the future were predetermined, could a different ending emerge if one were to repeat infinitely against the flow of time?
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A strange vision crashed down upon the fractured spacetime with a violent sweep.
* * *
Zero and one.
Between them lies an infinite number of values.
Therefore, the probability of drawing 0.5 is 0%.
An event that can absolutely never occur—an impossibility.
But is that truly the case?
Is it truly something that cannot happen?
A 10% probability means success once in ten attempts.
A 1% probability means success once in one hundred attempts.
0.1% means after one thousand attempts.
0.01% means after ten thousand attempts.
0.001% means one hundred thousand.
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.
.
0.0000000…% signifies success once after infinite (∞) attempts.
In other words, a 0% probability is the boundary of possibility—that when repeated infinitely, success might occur at least once.
It does not mean ‘absolute impossibility’.
To reiterate.
Before infinity, there is no absolute impossibility.
For if one attempts infinitely, any outcome will eventually come to pass.
I could comprehend it then.
That even a predetermined fate might yield a different ending.
That even a future sealed in destruction, if repeated infinitely against the current of time itself,
could be transformed—through endless denial, refusal, and resistance—by a single variable that changes everything.
And so.
In that moment when a future of zero possibility proves itself through infinite negation,
a story that never existed begins,
an impossible ending is reached,
and a future forever sealed opens wide.
For one granted infinite time, destiny is not a predetermined conclusion.
It is merely a narrative that can be rewritten at any moment.
So I ask.
What exactly do you seek to change?
A choice that could never be undone?
A bond that was twisted from the very beginning?
The smile of someone who has vanished?
Or is it the desire to become salvation, even just once, in a world that endlessly crumbles into ruin?
Or perhaps.
It is the will to rewrite the ending of this story—not with death and destruction, but with the determination of those who have ultimately survived.

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