The Lord Who Levels Up by Devouring - Chapter 85

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Chapter 85. The Legion Commander of the Abyss
The Devotees of the Fallen Souls.
The true name of the Dark Merchant Company—a collective far closer to a religious sect than any merchant guild.
They worshipped and revered The Abyss Lord, who dwelled beyond the Dark Dimension, as their god, and they were fanatics who believed that true order would arrive only when he dominated this world.
Therefore, the Devotees of the Fallen Souls shared a singular, paramount objective.
To manifest The Abyss Lord, who dwelled in the Dark Dimension, upon this Continent.
To achieve this, they would perform and sacrifice everything within their power.
In return, The Abyss Lord lent them his strength, and moreover, he granted them connections to his most trusted subordinates.
The chosen worshippers.
The Allied Forces referred to such chosen worshippers as “Legion Commanders of the Abyss.”
In that sense, Avarus was not a Legion Commander of the Abyss.
Avarus had merely been granted the true name, but he had never been chosen by the entity of the Abyss itself.
The Infinite Elixir that Avarus created.
Even that had originally been meant for Seraphia, not for Avarus.
Avarus had never received power bestowed by The Abyss Lord or any other entity of the Abyss.
Therefore, it was somewhat of a stretch to call Avarus a Legion Commander of the Abyss.
But Iratum was different.
Iratum was one of the chosen worshippers, an entity who had formed a “covenant” with an existence of the Abyss and directly received power from it.
However, as the translucent text revealed, Iratum was dead.
Therefore, the identity of the entity concealed within that blood-crimson mist was—
From beyond the depths of the Dark Dimension.
An entity bound to Iratum who had lent him power, and one who served The Abyss Lord most intimately among all Abyss entities.
And thus, revealing itself from within the blood-crimson mist—
Using Iratum as a conduit, forcing its way through the cracks of reality to manifest—
This was none other than—
The true Legion Commander of the Abyss, Crawlgar.
Krraaaaaaaaaaaaagh—!!
A tremendous roar erupted from within the blood-crimson mist, shaking the very sky above Violess.
“Ugh…!”
A piercing wail that threatened to tear my eardrums enveloped the entire world.
Primal terror surged forth from the deepest recesses of my chest.
A roar like a tempest that pierced through consciousness itself.
My mind was being dyed crimson red, and then—
◆The player’s will [EX] resists the spawned wrath!
A translucent message materialized before my eyes.
My consciousness snapped back into focus.
And then another message appeared before me.
◆Furyborn [?]
: The user can absorb, generate, control, or manipulate rage and mental disturbance energy from themselves, others, or the surroundings. Through this energy, the user can amplify or suppress the intensity of rage, generate and strengthen new rage energy.
The user possesses the ability to convert absorbed and generated rage energy into physical form and transform it into power.
Crawlgar’s ability—Born from Wrath[?]
Crawlgar is a being born from the negative emotion of wrath itself, the sovereign of anger, and an Abyss entity that commands the energy of rage.
Iratum was merely a conduit borrowing power from such a Crawlgar.
In other words.
Crawlgar is an existence of an entirely different dimension in terms of strength.
Kwaaaaaaang!!!
As Crawlgar brought down an arm like a colossal maul upon the earth, a tremor erupted and the very ground convulsed.
The destructive force, having absorbed Violess’s wrath energy, was overwhelming.
It was no accident that all the heroes of the Allied Forces and the commanders of each battalion had to converge just to barely suppress it.
That is precisely why I had sought to eliminate Iratum swiftly.
I had completely deceived Iratum, lured him into complacency, and seized a single opportunity.
As a result, I was able to blast Iratum away with Dragon’s Wrath[E]—but.
Kwaaaaaaaah—!!
I retrieved a canister of oil from my inventory and poured it down my throat, gulp after gulp. I continued accumulating calories while observing Crawlgar intently.
‘Unstable.’
Crawlgar’s state was not intact.
‘Weaker than I expected, too.’
The destructive force that shook the earth itself.
It was tremendous, but not quite like in my past life.
‘The size is much smaller as well.’
Moreover, Crawlgar was not this small.
Of course, it is not small even now.
But the Crawlgar that had overwhelmed the heroes was over twice this size, approaching 100 meters.
This meant.
‘The manifestation is not complete.’
Iratum from my past life, approximately fifteen years from this point forward.
He had been able to manifest Crawlgar in full, but now he could not.
Above all, Iratum as a conduit.
The fact that it had suffered severe damage from Dragon’s Wrath[E].
Crawlgar was merely forcing a manifestation through Iratum’s bound corpse.
One could tell simply by watching Crawlgar’s body crumbling by the second.
In other words, the strategy had succeeded.
‘There is a chance.’
It is entirely worth attempting.
‘I must buy time.’
However, a direct confrontation is impossible.
And Isolde—.
“Hnngh…!”
Isolde’s body swayed violently.
Isolde, having used Transcendence of Holy Power consecutively.
Combined with her brutal clash against Iratum, her condition had deteriorated significantly.
“Are you alright?”
“I’m… I’m fine…!”
Isolde swallowed her words, biting down hard on her lower lip.
Crimson blood trickled down from beneath the ogre mask.
As a being of pure holy power, she could not heal her wounds.
In other words, Isolde had reached her limit.
Further combat was impossible.
To ask anything more of her now would be greed. She had already exceeded expectations in fulfilling her role.
So now—.
“This time, I shall draw his attention.”
It falls to me.
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The moment a colossal roar engulfed Violess’s sky.
Isolde felt as though thunder itself detonated within her mind.
Her destabilized consciousness blurred in an instant.
She wreathed her spirit in a barrier of squeezed holy power, but it proved futile.
Her body, overloaded from successive transcendences of holy power, scarcely obeyed her will.
“Ugh…!”
The roar’s reverberations shook Isolde’s frame, and she felt as though crushed beneath something immense.
Even breathing became a burden.
Her legs could no longer support her weight.
The echo of the roar ceaselessly circled her ears, destroying her mind—and then, in that very moment.
“This time, I shall draw his attention.”
Adrian’s voice resonated with serene clarity.
It carried no emotion whatsoever.
Yet Isolde felt her reason and emotions—lost in a suffocating nightmare—stabilize at the sound.
As she slowly lifted her head—.
“Distance yourself from Violess as far as possible, Isolde.”
With those words, Adrian launched himself skyward as though taking flight.
Whoosh!
With transcendent agility, he vaulted effortlessly over ten meters, moving freely between the standing structures.
Without wings alone, his movements were virtually indistinguishable from flight itself—wherever there was ground to push from.
But.
A colossal monstrosity with skin hard as stone and crimson patterns blazing with light.
The patterns emanated a faint luminescence as though alive, burning ever more intensely as his wrath escalated.
His two eyes, brimming with radiance, blazed like infernos, and within them burned not mere anger but something far darker—murderous intent.
Murderous intent…?
No, that was not murderous intent.
A malice that made every hair on my body stand on end.
That dizzying malice shook Isolde’s mind profoundly.
Something beyond the Abyss whispers to me ceaselessly.
And yet.
Adrian revealed his merciless instincts, lunging toward the monstrosity.
Scaling the creature’s legs, sharpening my claws, I tore through the beast’s stone-hard hide.
‘How….’
Could I endure and fight against something like that?
Merely catching the lingering scent of that malice fills me with such paralyzing dread.
My attacks continued relentlessly. Each time my claws grazed the creature’s skin, hairline fractures etched themselves into its surface.
But the overwhelming disparity born from the difference in weight class.
That was an element that could never be overcome.
Kuguguguung…!
As the monstrosity moved, the earth crumbled beneath it—.
Kwaaaang!!
As the creature’s fist swept through the air, it tore apart with a deafening explosion.
The shockwave split the ground, scattering soil and debris—.
“Khaagh!”
Adrian’s body bounced like a skipping stone across the erupting shockwave, ricocheting several times. But I rose again.
Once more, I leaped with transcendent agility, darting swiftly between the creature’s legs to confound its vision.
This time, I didn’t sharpen my claws.
Instead, I clenched my fist tightly and struck the beast’s leg—.
Kuuung!!
The creature’s body staggered for an instant—.
Krwaaaaaaagh—!!
An enormous shockwave swept across all of Violess once more.
The creature’s crimson eyes fixed on Adrian blazed with fury, burning with rage.
A hand larger than any building swung toward me again.
Kwaaaaaaang!!!
The dust and debris from the erupting soil engulf Violess’s sky.
The earth’s fissures deepened further, and deafening roars mixed with explosions reverberated across heaven and earth—.
“Leave this to me, and flee quickly!!”
Adrian shouted urgently.
Isolde gripped her gauntlets, then released the tension.
Her body was overloaded from successive transcendences of holy power.
Coldly assessing the situation, continuing to fight was no longer possible.
Jumping into the fray under the pretense of helping would only hinder Adrian.
Right now, withdrawing from this place was the true way to aid him.
Yet Isolde could not easily escape.
“Ugh, ugh…!”
“Uagh…!”
The vagrants of the Ruins District.
People caught by Iratum who hadn’t managed to evacuate in time.
Had they been crushed by the shockwave?
Or had their mental fortitude simply given way?
The people trembled violently, their eyes rolling back in their sockets.
If Isolde moved away from here?
A moment of silence.
That was when it happened.
Kiiiiiiing—!
In an instant, a bizarre sound erupted from the patterns inscribed upon the monster’s skin.
The patterns blazed with crimson light as if alive, and in that moment, they obliterated the boundary between day and night.
“We cannot withstand this!! Please, evacuate at once!!”
Adrian cried out urgently.
As if to warn that one should never dream of countering this with holy power, Adrian was issuing his threat.
I couldn’t know what that was or why Adrian reacted so desperately.
But I knew well enough that people would surely die.
Soon the landscape all around transformed into ruins.
…Could I manage it?
I clenched my gauntlets tightly.
…I had to.
I threw myself forward without hesitation. And as I crossed my arms and expanded my holy power—
Whoooosh!
A veil of holy radiance spread outward from my crossed arms, enveloping me and the people around us.
Holy Martial Arts. Seraphian style.
Celestial Guardian.
Crash—!!
Formless energy struck against the holy veil.
I understood immediately.
…I couldn’t hold against this.
Unbridled wrath stained the night sky crimson.
Roooooaaarrr—!!!
The hope that had shrouded the heavens was being devoured.
There was no end to that savage fury.
Only terrible malice filled it completely.
And so, driving back that endless evil was an impossible task—yet….
“Now as always, you never listen to a word!!”
For someone, this was a battle that simply had to be endured.

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