The Lord Who Levels Up by Devouring - Chapter 352

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Chapter 352. The Eve of the Storm (2)
Mungu had awakened into Ultimate Form entirely on his own.
No one could tell when he’d undergone his Mega Evolution.
◆Gaaaah, hueeegh! Haaack…!
◆Hmmm… AAAAHHH!! Is this, is this really real?!
◆This, not a legend…hueeegh! It’s actually…?
They seemed genuinely out of their minds.
Even if you combined every shocked exclamation in the world.
It wouldn’t compare to this.
◆If this is real… kheugh!
◆We need to rewrite The Continent’s entire history!!
◆Right now!!
◆But how?!? How exactly?!?!?
…They were completely losing it.
I wondered—if I became an Ultimate Life Form, would I end up like that too?
◆No, seriously how could—huk!
◆Hmmm… my heart… it’s stopped, right now…
◆Haaack! I, I can’t… breathe… UAAAAAAHHH!!
…I doubted that would be the case.
Their hysteria couldn’t be contained even by the word “Ultimate.”
‘But what have they been talking about since earlier?’
Had another Quest I didn’t know about been cleared?
I checked my Quest list.
Main Quest: [Find the Hero]
Hidden Quest: [I’ll Take Her From You]
And….
“…?”
It was gone.
In other words, the Calamity Quest [That Vampire From Last Year Didn’t Die and Came Back Again!] was no longer there.
Well… it made sense, in a way.
The Quest’s objective was to survive against The Immortal Lord.
And I was currently in Whitewolf Territory.
I had survived.
So it wasn’t strange at all that the Quest had been cleared.
◆Did you really kill her?!?!?
…But this part was odd.
In other words, what they were saying was…
‘The Immortal Lord is dead?’
Did that even make sense?
◆Huh? You didn’t do it?
Not at all?
Of course I devoured Arcanis’s heart.
But I didn’t kill him?
◆Then how?
I don’t know either.
No, I’m hearing for the first time right now that The Immortal Lord is dead.
◆What were you doing?
Me?
I was devouring Arcanis’s heart when I fell into a strange illusion and lost consciousness.
And when I opened my eyes?
I was here.
In my room in Whitewolf Territory.
◆But why is he dead?
Who? The Immortal Lord?
◆Yes.
“I don’t know… how should I know?”
The words spilled out involuntarily.
And it was precisely what I wanted to ask.
While I was unconscious, Mungu, you must have seen something…
“You weren’t there.”
The Archive of Truth is a Barrier Space.
Disconnected from reality, even my inventory didn’t function.
After that, because Arcanis transformed it into the Akashic Records, it seemed Mungu couldn’t observe it either.
In conclusion, Mungu and I.
We both had no idea what happened.
But one thing was certain.
◆Then how did The Immortal Lord die?!
The Immortal Lord was dead.
Even if Mungu wasn’t in his right mind, he would never lie.
◆Ask Iliana!!
“…Iliana?”
◆Gwendolyn brought her back to Whitewolf Territory with you!
“Really?”
◆Yes!
From the moment we left the Archive of Truth—or rather, the Akashic Records—Mungu had been watching everything.
◆So check rewards later, go ask her quickly!
It was a rare instance of Mungu urging me on.
No, it was the first time I’d ever seen Mungu press me like this.
◆What are you doing!! Go now!!
I ultimately postponed checking my special skills and headed toward where Iliana was.
* * *
Deep within the roots of Yggdrasil.
A recovery chamber draped in verdant branches and azure veins of life—.
◆I’m telling you, it’s NOT an incubator!!
…The recovery chamber brimmed with vitality.
It was the effect of Rielin becoming the Death Lord and even wielding the death spirits.
Through Shared Dream [L], Rielin had woven the Spirit Realm and Yggdrasil into one, transforming this recovery chamber from a mere healing space into something far more—.
◆That’s why I’m saying it’s NOT like an incubator!!
…Well, it had become such a space.
In any case.
This was also why I could awaken so quickly.
I followed Yggdrasil’s guidance deeper into the roots.
And soon.
I found Iliana.
A bed woven from leaves.
Iliana lay upon it without the slightest movement.
Gwendolyn sat beside her.
As I drew near, Gwendolyn lifted her head.
“Ah! You’ve awakened?”
Gwendolyn rose from her seat and approached me.
She examined me carefully from every angle.
“Are you feeling alright?”
“Yes. Thanks to you… I’m perfectly fine.”
Gwendolyn nodded with visible relief.
I looked at her and spoke.
“Thank you for bringing me to Whitewolf Territory.”
“Oh, don’t mention it. It was nothing….”
Gwendolyn laughed lightly.
Then she continued.
“Actually… Iliana asked me to.”
“Iliana requested this?”
“Yes. I was originally going to call the medical staff from the Magic Tower. But just before Iliana lost consciousness, she insisted we had to come to Whitewolf Territory.”
Gwendolyn’s gaze turned toward Iliana.
My eyes naturally followed hers.
Iliana lay quietly with her eyes closed.
There were no visible wounds.
Thanks to Yggdrasil, her body had nearly recovered.
But her consciousness had not yet returned.
‘Even with Rielin’s power, she still hasn’t regained awareness….’
I could immediately grasp how grave Iliana’s condition truly was.
Gwendolyn quietly spoke from beside me.
“It seems she’s exhausted her magical power excessively.”
“You mean magical power?”
“Yes. If you look, you’ll see that Iliana’s magical reserves are nearly depleted.”
“Mm.”
I nodded in acknowledgment.
But to be honest?
‘What do you mean you can see it?’
I couldn’t see magical power with my own eyes.
Gwendolyn approached the bedside and checked Iliana’s pulse.
“Her magical circuits are in turmoil. At this rate, I can’t guarantee how long it will take before she regains consciousness.”
I nodded.
And this time, I could understand.
‘It was the difference between sorcery and magical power.’
Rielin’s power was sorcery.
A transformed aura energy—fundamentally different in nature from magical power.
While it could aid physical recovery,
it wasn’t suited for directly stabilizing unstable magical circuits.
As a result, I had to stabilize Iliana’s magical circuits.
But I had no suitable method for that.
◆Give me that!
…That?
What’s that?
◆Draconir!
‘Ah.’
The staff Broombar crafted using a Dragon’s heart as its material.
It amplified magical efficiency by a staggering +200,000,000%.
And it even synchronized completely with the user’s magical circuits, removing the limits on magical output.
I had originally planned to give it to her right away.
But in the Archive of Truth, my inventory wouldn’t function, so I couldn’t.
But now?
◆Retrieving Draconir [T] from inventory.
There was no problem whatsoever.
The Draconir materialized in my hand.
“Huh?”
Gwendolyn’s eyes widened in astonishment.
She’d immediately recognized it as no ordinary staff—
“You were a mage…?”
She seemed startled by the inventory itself.
“I am not a mage.”
“Huh?”
“There were some circumstances.”
I had no real excuse to offer.
I brought Draconiir before Iliana.
And placed it in her small, delicate hands.
The heart embedded at the staff’s core pulsed.
Thump! Thump!
With each beat, a deep blue light radiated outward.
The runes formed along the staff absorbed the light, and that radiance spread through Iliana’s arm.
And in that instant.
“Mmm.”
Iliana’s eyelids lifted.
“Wh-wh-what?!?!?”
Gwendolyn collapsed in shock.
* * *
Iliana’s twisted mana circuits were instantly corrected.
Not only were the severed flows rejoined, but more than that.
“Goodness! The unstable mana circuits have been realigned with such exquisite precision?!”
So Gwendolyn exclaimed in astonishment.
In any case.
Iliana was able to awaken safely.
And from Iliana, I learned what had transpired.
‘As I suspected. The Tower Master of Langritd Magic Tower was The Immortal Lord.’
In other words, Arcanis Rilsein.
And beneath her.
The beings known as the Supreme Elders.
‘They were commanders of the Immortal Legion.’
Nosferatu.
Camilla.
Alucard.
‘I wondered where they suddenly appeared from.’
Now the secret was finally unraveling.
And from what I heard.
They had all fled.
But there was little reason to be concerned.
If The Immortal Lord had died, they would have died with her.
In other words, they hadn’t fled.
Their existence had been erased.
That is, assuming The Immortal Lord had truly died.
“Did you truly eliminate The Immortal Lord—no, Arcanis?”
Iliana gave a small nod.
There was no hint of deception in her eyes.
There was no reason for her to lie.
Above all, there was Mungu, throwing a fit right before my eyes.
◆Ask me! Ask me! How did she kill him?!!
This creature’s frenzy was the definitive proof that The Immortal Lord was dead.
I brushed Mungu aside and asked.
“How did you manage it?”
“Well, you see….”
And then came Iliana’s explanation.
It was a long story.
But distilled to its essence, it was this.
◆Fantasy Manifestation, you say?!?!
Iliana’s Fantasy Manifestation.
The principle was both the same and different from Mental Image Manifestation.
Mental Image Manifestation overlays imagination upon reality to realize the impossible.
But Iliana.
That is, a Magician, could not do that.
Because she had already come to understand the impossible.
And so Fantasy Manifestation operates only on what is possible.
◆She pierced through the laws governing all things in existence?!!
Iliana had expanded the boundaries of possibility to infinity.
Not by defying the laws.
But by understanding them precisely and realizing their potential.
The probability of life being born is 0%.
Yet we exist.
Nature, surprisingly, permits all possibilities, and Iliana manifested that possibility into reality.
Thus, the primordial explosion.
The Big Bang.
Iliana dragged Arcanis into the dimension of the Other Dimension and detonated the Big Bang.
In other words, the only method capable of killing The Immortal Lord.
An entire universe.
Obliterated across dimensions.
◆The difficulty was unquestionably supreme!!
Kai’s Mental Image Manifestation.
Broombar’s Delusion Manifestation.
Rielin’s Dream Manifestation.
All were formidable feats.
But Iliana’s Fantasy Manifestation.
Unquestionably the supreme.
‘Insane.’
Even I couldn’t help but utter those words.
Of course, it wasn’t something easily accomplished.
My mana circuits were roiling.
My cognition overloaded, burning every neuron in my brain.
Yggdrasil’s blessing.
Without Rielin’s power, Iliana could never have recovered.
In essence, a miracle that could be manifested only once in a lifetime at the cost of one’s life.
That was Fantasy Manifestation.
And it wasn’t something that could be manifested simply by sacrificing one’s life.
“In truth, it wasn’t achieved purely through my own strength….”
Iliana continued, scratching her cheek.
“It was made possible thanks to the characteristics of the Archive of Truth.”
The Barrier Space created by Arcanis Rilsein.
The Archive of Truth.
Within it lay all knowledge that existed in the world.
Arcanis even developed its characteristics further.
◆Akashic Records
: A transcendental space formed by crystallizing the absolute knowledge accumulation function existing within the Archive of Truth.
Within this space, all beings can comprehend the totality of past, present, and future, and can contemplate infinite intellectual capacity.
As you can see from the description.
Every ‘being’ within the Akashic Records could contemplate infinite intellectual capacity.
In other words, Iliana achieved Fantasy Manifestation through the Akashic Records.
“If you asked me to do it again… I couldn’t.”
It was impossible in reality.
But the knowledge used to unfold Fantasy Manifestation remained.
In a sense, Iliana had absorbed all of Arcanis Rilsein’s knowledge.
Therefore, Draconir[T].
If that existed?
The situation would be different.
The ultimate staff—perfectly synchronized with mana circuits, removing output limits, and in real-time correcting circuit instability.
With that, Iliana’s own Akashic Records.
The recreation of a Parallel World wouldn’t be impossible.
◆S-should we really be giving that to her…?
There’s nothing wrong with it.
You were the one who asked me to give it to her in the first place.
◆I didn’t know it would come to this!!
What difference does knowing make?
◆What if Iliana deletes the entire Continent…!!
…That’s a bit of a variable.
But surely, Iliana wouldn’t do such a thing.
◆If she were to fall into a meltdown like before… Hiiieeeek!!
Meltdown.
Simply put, sensory overload.
An uncontrollable state of mental frenzy that Iliana in her past life had experienced only very rarely.
‘But I remember what happened in my past life?’
It was certain—I had indeed been with Ian in my previous existence.
In any case.
Fortunately, Iliana hadn’t deteriorated like she had in her past life.
Therefore, the likelihood of her suffering a meltdown was extremely low.
◆Please treat Iliana really well!!
…I wholeheartedly agree.
For whatever reason, I must never anger her, sadden her, or leave her feeling lonely.
In that sense.
“How would you feel about living with me from now on?”
“…Yes, what?!”
Iliana, startled by the sudden proposal.
Her puppy-like face flushed crimson in an instant.

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