The Lord Who Levels Up by Devouring - Chapter 301
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Chapter 301. The Ruler’s Roar
Broombar’s two fists clenched with fierce intensity.
Within those calloused palms, the Dwarf’s spirit blazed anew with scorching heat.
Yet his mind remained unmoved.
It cooled steadily, confronting reality with unflinching clarity.
Realistically speaking.
And rationally.
Resisting that colossal tide of evolution was impossible.
Adrian’s power.
Adrian, burning every ounce of energy to prepare a decisive blow.
That power was undoubtedly wondrous, yet it had its limits.
Realistically speaking.
And rationally.
…Adrian could never resist that colossal tide of evolution.
Ideals and reality have always diverged.
An overwhelming chasm.
Even if Broombar added his strength, nothing would change.
T-Rex was an entity that transcended life itself, dwelling in a realm Broombar’s power could never reach.
Impossible.
Literally, something that cannot be done.
An absolute barrier that could never be crossed.
Like attempting to decrease entropy in an isolated system—a premise that simply does not hold.
That is why those who challenge the impossible are called ‘foolish’.
So Broombar did not challenge the impossible.
But not long ago.
There came an occasion that made Broombar reconsider what ‘impossible’ truly meant.
Kai.
It was when he witnessed Kai overturn the very laws of the world against the Immortal Queen.
In the moment when all seemed lost.
There, where everyone had knelt before the Queen.
Kai accomplished the ‘impossible’.
He imposed his own imagination as will, bending the world itself into submission.
Impossible.
Literally, something that cannot be done.
To overturn the laws of the world through imagination alone.
That is a premise that does not hold, like attempting to decrease entropy in an isolated system.
…Yet Kai achieved it.
He shattered through the wall of the impossible.
In that moment, Broombar thought.
Perhaps the impossible is, after all…
When faced with a challenge that seems insurmountable, don’t people often draw a line and call it ‘impossible’?
Yet that challenge has never truly been proven impossible.
It’s simply that no one has ever succeeded.
No one has ever gone all the way.
Even a 0% success rate carries the possibility that after infinite attempts, one might eventually achieve it.
That’s why those who refuse to believe in the impossible knock upon its door and ultimately reach beyond it.
So then.
Let me try once more.
That boundary line I’ve always believed I could never cross.
That limit I was certain I could never reach.
I’ll reach my hand beyond it.
Even if reality is merciless and miracles are nothing to rely upon.
Just one step.
I’ll become the one who plants my feet before the impossible.
Let them mock me as a fool.
Let me be trampled and shattered as an idiot.
Because every so often, that foolishness and idiocy changes the world.
The scatterbrained Dwarf.
Sigurd.
Everyone mocked him as foolish and stupid.
But Sigurd never gave up.
He struck his hammer in silence.
He stacked failure upon failure.
And thus, at last.
A power that traverses the boundary between magic and sorcery.
He birthed the impossible called Arcane Engineering into this reality.
Through this, the Dwarves could prosper.
But it was not omnipotent.
That power only functioned within the laws of the world.
For instance, stopping time.
Or attempting to create space that doesn’t exist.
Any attempt to deny the world’s structure itself—such as reversing entropy—is ultimately halted by the world.
It is the fundamental limitation inherent to the power called Ether.
Therefore, this is.
A path no one has ever walked.
A power no Dwarf has ever imagined.
A unique power that Broombar attempts to challenge—.
“Exclusive Ether Deployment!!”
Exclusive Ether.
WOOOOOOONG─!!
The air trembled.
Transparent currents spread through space like particles of light dispersing.
Invisible air currents crossed through space, and overlapping fractures like flashes grazing the void reconstructed reality itself.
In this very moment.
Broombar planted his own ether atop all the history the Dwarves had built.
Uuuuuuuung!!
The resonance intensified.
The massive body of the Dragon Fafnir heaved greatly.
The enormous corpse writhed as though possessed of will, and from within it, a beam of light erupted.
An alien light beyond comprehension.
It began to take form gradually, as though awakening from a long slumber.
That which flowed and solidified with the radiant afterglow of the age when Yggdrasil existed was—.
‘A hammer?’
Broombar could discern it.
‘…Balmung, perhaps.’
Balmung.
The first Arcane Engineering created by Sigurd.
A crystallization where mythology and technology fused as one.
The tale spoke of planting Balmung in the dragon’s heart, but the truth was it had been a device sealing Fafnir all along.
‘The tale said it was a sword.’
Yet it was a hammer.
Truly, one could never trust fairy tales.
“Yes, it’s always been that way.”
Broombar let out a soft chuckle.
And he slowly extended his hand toward Balmung.
The radiant legacy that surged from Fafnir’s heart.
The moment he grasped it in his hand.
Broombar could comprehend it.
That sealing Fafnir had not been the power of Yggdrasil alone.
Even Yggdrasil had proven insufficient against Fafnir.
Sigurd’s will.
Yggdrasil’s power.
Those two became one to complete Balmung, and thereby Fafnir could be bound.
Therefore.
The legend of the foolish Dwarf was no fabrication.
A ten percent exaggeration.
It was an exaggeration rooted not in falsehood, but in truth.
And thus now.
It was providing Broombar with a clear direction forward.
Adrian’s power.
It’s insufficient.
Adrian’s strength alone cannot stem the tide of that vast evolutionary current.
Therefore.
Broombar raised his hammer high.
What an aura manifests is imagination.
The caster’s unique creative vision.
An image that overlays that vision upon reality.
But now.
What Broombar’s ether seeks to manifest in this world is.
The realm of impossibility that Broombar dares to challenge is.
A thought that defies logic.
One that directly violates the laws of the world—.
“Delusion Realization!!”
Boom! Crash! Crash!
The hammer refined the world itself.
It reforged laws, forged concepts, melted ideologies, and cast structures anew.
The impossible liquefied in the intense heat.
Will gained manifestation.
And reality’s framework was tempered.
Ether blazed in all directions, reshaping the world according to Broombar’s will.
Arcane Engineering of the modern age, perfected through technique—Broombar.
The primordial Arcane Engineering, the forgotten essence of history itself—the hammer.
The Dwarves’ past and present converged, beginning to refine the Dwarves’ future and the impossible delusion that could never be realized.
—Click, whirrrr! Boom!
Rotating gears, interlocking cores.
Countless metals collided and began assembling themselves.
Thus was born a single colossal device.
This was.
The tangible form of the delusion that Arcane Engineering ultimately pursues.
The eternal, immortal history of the Dwarves themselves.
An apparatus that directly defies thermodynamic law.
An engine of infinite power that arbitrarily decreases entropy within an isolated system.
The Perpetual Motion Machine—the ArchonoEngine.
(Perpetual Motion Machine – ArchonoEngine).
It tore through the fabric of reality and rose forth, beginning to exist in this place.
The world could not accept it.
Yet it already existed here.
Whirrrrrrrrrrrr—!!
As the ArchonoEngine activated, the flow reversed.
Spacetime twisted and warped along gravitational lines in a vortex.
The world neither understood nor could understand the Arcane Engine, yet it was already operational.
And so.
“Go forth!!!”
The infinite energy expelled from the Arcane Engine was converted into infinite calories.
Finally.
A creature no one had ever created.
Across billions of years.
Even nature itself had ultimately abandoned.
The supreme life that reigned above all things.
“Aaaaaaaaaaah─!!!”
The ‘delusion’ of being the true ruler of this Continent began to take shape.
* * *
In an instant, calories surged through my entire body.
They far exceeded the maximum caloric capacity I could absorb.
And.
They vastly surpassed the maximum calories I could utilize.
My flesh burned like a flame consuming itself without fuel, transforming into uncontrollable energy.
Then.
A single unit of time began to fragment.
All phenomena flowed slowly.
Everything in the world slowed and slowed again.
Even sound hung suspended in the void, inaudible.
In that moment.
The caloric supply ceased.
All of it had been consumed while fragmenting time itself.
Truly immense calories, yet ultimately finite.
And finite calories are consumed and consumed until they are eventually depleted.
Therefore, further fragmentation of time became impossible—
Whoooosh!!!
Calories surged once more.
The perpetual mechanism that directly violated the world’s laws generated infinite calories through an endless energy cycle.
And injected them into me in real time.
Each cell of my body absorbed that infinite energy.
Thus my consciousness was honed ever sharper and keener.
Wave Severance─!!!
Time fragments.
Hal, pun, ri, mo, sa, hol.
All things in existence slow to a crawl.
This spacetime where nothing moves seemed frozen like a single painted canvas.
Yet this place was.
A world of high velocity hurtling toward the Moment.
My optic nerves blazed at the fleeting visual information.
My mind couldn’t withstand the onslaught of cognitive data.
A realm of perception forbidden to mortals.
All sensory information flooding in within a brief instant was destroying everything within me, yet—
◆The Successor’s Will [EX] resists the constraints of spacetime!!
—Endure.
I endure.
◆The Successor’s Will [EX] resists the shackles of dimension!!
—You must endure, Adrian.
You must hold on!
‘Grrrraaaaaahhhhh….!!’
Searing pain tore through my skull.
Crushing pressure bore down as if my heart would burst.
My mind, my entire body… felt as though it would shatter.
Yet I pressed forward.
A world where everything had ceased.
I carved and split time once more, advancing ahead.
Thus passing through the six stages—
Ambiguity.
I could touch the boundary of that temporal threshold.
Within that ambiguous time where even existence itself remained imperceptible, my own being grew hazy.
A gap in spacetime where existence was not permitted.
…This is my limit.
I was not granted passage beyond this point, but—
—Goooooooooooo!!!!
Broombar’s voice, stretched long and resonant, pulled me slightly beyond my limit.
Whoosh, whirrrrrrrr—!!!
Endless calories flooded in.
My body absorbed that energy, gradually shattering the boundaries of spacetime.
And thus, at last.
I stepped beyond the ambiguous threshold.
Passing through the penultimate stage.
As I set foot into the spacetime of the final moment—
Everything felt enveloped in thick mist.
Time and space no longer bound me.
My consciousness expanded rapidly, drawing me into an unidentifiable realm.
Thus I arrived at the world of time.
The Moment.
The point where all logic and causality fall silent.
The realm of supreme speed that Ian had reached.
A place I could never attain through my own strength alone, yet in this very ‘moment’, I was undeniably touching the same heights as Ian.
And then.
-Try it.
That voice reached me.
Ian’s voice.
So vivid, so near.
…Could I do it?
Fear swept through me.
My body trembled.
Could I really—.
-Just try, Adrian.
The voice resonated within my very being.
Yet the fear did not fade.
The thought that I couldn’t do it kept clawing at my mind.
Nevertheless.
I took a step forward.
Not with certainty.
Only with faith alone.
I stepped beyond the realm of the moment, beyond even Ian’s heights.
Wavelength Spear───!!
The world of the moment shatters.
Dimensions fracture and the boundaries of reality tear asunder.
All laws shattered like glass into countless fragments.
The shards of broken spacetime swirl and scatter wildly in all directions.
This place.
A realm even Ian could not reach.
A world of time where even moments are fractured into infinitesimals, where the boundary between possible and impossible has vanished.
1 / 1,000,000,000,000,000,000
One hundred quintillionth of a second.
A moment (In a Moment).
Within it, I exist.
◆The True Wrath of the Heavenly Dragon [M] transcends evolution!!!
My vision flashes white.
The infinite energy swirling within me tears through spacetime and engulfs the world.
At that instant.
My body already surges forward, outpacing time itself.
Everything warps.
Everything twists.
“Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah───!!!”
A sound tears through the air.
My existence gradually shed its physical form.
And so.
When my twisted consciousness returned.
◆Overlord’s Roar [T]
: This skill annihilates all life in this world.
…I had already transcended the limits of evolution.
* * *
Rielin couldn’t comprehend what was happening.
A thunderous crack split the heavens.
At first, lightning erupted.
But the sound was not loud.
A bolt of lightning, small and feeble as a spark, seemed so insignificant and pathetic at first.
Yet within that minuscule lightning.
A colossal creature crouched—something beyond definition.
Its form was Adrian’s.
Yet it was something that defied all categorization.
Neither human, nor beast, nor monster—a far more primordial and fundamental form of life.
It drew its body into a crouch.
It raised its fingertips.
And when its two crimson eyes locked onto the colossal egg.
Above this world.
…The false ruler’s demise was pronounced.
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