The Only Enhancer - Chapter 192

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Episode 192
192 – Combat and Magic (3)
Whoooooosh.
As the colossal sword descending from the heavens cleaved through the atmosphere and plummeted earthward, Decan watched it fall and desperately attempted to evade.
Attempting to block such a thing would be nothing short of suicide.
Yet toward Decan unfolded dozens of spells and a formidable gravitational field, while above the massive sword seven stars unleashed a transcendent technique that struck with devastating force—rendering escape impossible as the blade descended upon him.
Gravity pulled with maximum attraction, dozens of spells unfurled to bind Decan’s body, and the colossal sword was wielded with martial prowess as seven stars infused it with transcendent power, accelerating its descent.
Witnessing what bordered on a seasonal technique, Decan bared his teeth and laughed.
A strike rivaling—no, surpassing the Fairy King’s blow—Decan could not help but burst into laughter.
Growing stronger even in this moment? Where could one find such a magnificently ruined warrior?
But.
-I cannot simply accept this.
Decan cried out thus while igniting his fists.
His two fists transformed into magma, melting away all restraints binding his body.
Though he could not overcome the gravitational pull, he solidified his dissolving form with abundant mana coursing through him, then gazed upon the colossal sword approaching with a body radiating heat as intense as the sun.
Evasion was already too late.
Even at maximum distance, escape from the sword’s domain was impossible.
Then was there not a famous maxim?
If you cannot evade, then embrace it.
Though Decan knew not this saying, with the same resolve he channeled all his power into his sharp hands.
Pouring his complete martial prowess—neither ultimate nor transcendent, but absolute—he extended his hand.
Toward that blade comparable to the Fairy King’s strike.
Decan’s hand stretched forth and collided with the sword, and in that instant it interlocked with the domain Min-jun had established, engulfing the area in brilliant light.
Scorching and razor-sharp mana clashed violently, incinerating and severing everything within the domain.
Within the domain where all had perished, not even seawater remained.
The earth beneath the sea exposed its raw flesh pitifully, magma churning within, while heat so intense that seawater could not penetrate the domain filled the space completely.
Min-jun floated within such a domain, blood streaming from his shoulder, while Decan lay sprawled at the deepest point of the domain’s interior, watching Min-jun bare his teeth in a grin.
Yet despite the smiling expression, his body was utterly devastated.
The hand he had extended toward the sword was gone without trace, and his right shoulder and torso had been completely obliterated.
And in that place, a single blade was embedded.
The once-colossal sword, now shrunken from melting away.
Yet though it had melted, the blade remained distinctly visible, embedded perfectly in place, and Decan gazed upon both the sword and Min-jun, nodding in acknowledgment.
-My defeat.
He acknowledged his own defeat and recognized Min-jun’s victory.
His all-encompassing strike had shattered.
How could he, as a warrior, refuse to acknowledge this? Not as the hero of all his people or the warrior of reversal, but as a single warrior, he had fought and lost.
That was all.
“Even if you kill me this way, I’ll come back to life again, won’t I?”
-Likely so.
Seeing Decan answer exactly as expected, Min-jun’s expression turned bitter.
I had been ready to turn him to stone in an instant, but my ability whispered that it wouldn’t work.
More precisely, even if he were petrified, it wouldn’t be Decan—that’s what it told me.
Ursula had clearly intervened with some technique.
It resembled a spell linking their lives together, but even upon closer inspection, it remained obscure.
It appeared she had used it merely as a conduit rather than casting it directly upon Decan.
I could sense those gossamer threads woven through his soul, but since I couldn’t perceive them all, dispelling the enchantment wouldn’t be simple. Besides that.
“Hmm, then go tell Ursula this: we will be the victors of this war.”
With those words, I resolved to let Decan depart.
There were various reasons, certainly, but the dominant impulse was a desire to face him once more in combat.
Though I bore wounds now, next time I would claim victory without a scratch.
As I smiled with such determination, Decan gazed upon me and closed his eyes as though finding it absurd.
As he gradually faded, Decan seemed to comprehend something, his expression bittersweet as he gazed upward at the sky.
All this time, I had struggled desperately to save my brethren.
Yet when I set that burden aside and fought, I felt something stir within me.
-‘If I am to vanish like this, then perhaps that too is my fate.’
Thinking that no individual could stand against destiny, Decan closed his eyes and spoke to me.
-I will convey your message. And be cautious—the Witch of the Deep Sea is vicious; there’s no predicting what she might do.
“…Yes, I will.”
Honestly, I hadn’t expected Decan to offer such counsel, and my bewilderment was evident. Sensing it, he smiled and gradually faded away.
In the place where Decan had vanished, only an Eighth-Tier weapon, an Evolution Orb, and a Magic Stone remained.
Upon seeing them, I unconsciously scratched my cheek and smacked my lips.
Decan had been quite the remarkable monster.
Unlike other monsters, he was the first with whom genuine communication was possible.
He possessed gentleness, and moreover, he understood courtesy and honor. That struck me as remarkably refreshing.
I had assumed all monsters were nothing but vicious creatures.
‘Well, humans come in all varieties too.’
So why not monsters? I smiled at the thought.
Called the hero of monsters, he had certainly left a profound impression.
-Hehehehe, Decan was quite impressive, wasn’t he?
“Indeed.”
I nodded in agreement with Morgana’s words.
Now that I was finished, should I go check on the others?
I hoped they were holding their ground without incident, or perhaps they had even won?
With such thoughts, I released my domain, and sensing the auras emanating from afar, I couldn’t help but smile.
It seemed unexpected developments weren’t limited to Decan alone.
Perceiving those distant auras, I hastened toward them without delay.
Yet mid-flight, I suddenly halted and turned my head.
Gazing toward the Deep Sea in the distance, my expression twisted as though witnessing something profoundly unpleasant and vile, and I muttered.
“…Ursula.”
Then, grinding my teeth, I spoke.
“You truly are a creature unworthy of living, aren’t you?”
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The curse Ursula had placed upon Decan was designed to designate an equal-ranked substitute to die in the target’s stead upon death—a form of proxy demise, one might say.
It was one of the considerably advanced incantations, so sophisticated that even Min-jun could only discern it from traces left behind.
When he had first killed Ursula, even Min-jun had failed to detect it.
The fact that he had managed to sense it this time only underscored how extraordinarily formidable Min-jun had become.
Upon awakening in the Deep Sea and regaining consciousness, Decan surveyed his surroundings and immediately sensed something profoundly amiss.
The vessel in which he had been resurrected was a liquid-filled coffin plastered with countless bizarre incantations.
Opening his eyes to comprehend what had transpired, he beheld Ursula absorbing the essence of the Monster King.
Yet it was not merely the Monster King’s essence.
Had she been absorbing only essences, she would scarcely have required so many experimental vessels.
Beyond himself, he could perceive countless fellow brethren suspended within those vessels.
A cursory examination revealed the truth.
The number roughly matched that of the many sorcerers and mages who had inhabited the Deep Sea when Decan was first summoned to this place.
Perhaps the count was even greater because she had summoned additional brethren from the Fairy Dimension as well?
Witnessing this, Decan addressed Ursula in a chilling voice.
-…What is the meaning of this?
-Surely you are not asking because you fail to comprehend what lies before your eyes? Hero.
-…Must you absorb their essence while slaughtering so many of our brethren?
-Fuhihihihihihihi! Our brethren? Brethren? But I am destined to become queen, and if all are born anew from within me, am I not then all our brethren?
-…You have lost your mind entirely. You are mad.
As Decan cursed Ursula thus, she nodded in acknowledgment.
Her sanity had clearly fractured, yet simultaneously her eyes bore a melancholic sorrow.
-If I do not act thus, we shall face complete annihilation, Decan. If you were called a hero, then I shall be called the Primordial Queen~
Her speech had become incoherent, wavering erratically between states.
I could not fathom her determination to absorb countless monsters and ascend to some ultimate form.
At this rate, her mind would surely collapse entirely—yet she persisted regardless.
As Decan harbored these thoughts, sudden realization struck him.
Could it be that she intended to devour him as well?
-Uhihihihihi! Yes, precisely! If I absorb your very flesh, I shall obtain a body whose mind remains intact!!!!! I shall become a complete being.
Chills cascaded across his entire form.
The Witch of the Deep Sea—that epithet suited her perfectly as she uttered such deranged proclamations.
Did she truly believe such a thing possible?
-Once I obtain such a supreme vessel, I shall earn the qualification to claim the Monster King’s essence. Though I am already absorbing considerable amounts to strengthen my form, there is always a threshold, you see? That is why I required your body.
-So you planned this from the moment I arrived.
-Yes, precisely~ Do you know how overjoyed I was when you came!!!!! Now I shall transcend the ultimate itself, ascending to realms beyond—to heights that even the Monster King and the Fairy King could never reach!!!!!
Observing Ursula, whose sanity had now completely shattered beyond recovery, Decan gazed upon her with sorrowful eyes.
Perhaps they truly were creatures deserving of annihilation.
Such thoughts drew his mind to Min-jun.
Recalling that magnificent figure who had transcended even the final strike of the Fairy King, Decan allowed a faint smile to escape his lips.
Decan had yet to witness the Witch of the Deep Sea’s complete form, and yet somehow the outcome seemed already apparent to him.
—It appears things won’t unfold as you envision them, Witch of the Deep Sea.
—What? What are you saying? I shall become a complete being. There is no one in this world who can stop me! Even if the Fairy King were to return from the dead, he could do nothing against me!
She seemed to have forgotten that she had asked Decan to gather intelligence on Min-jun’s full capabilities.
Decan then spoke to Ursula.
—And he also wished me to tell you that you cannot possibly win this war, and that the victor shall be claimed by his own hands.
—What? Ahahahahaha! Enough of your prattling—now be absorbed into me, Decan!
Upon hearing those words, Ursula simply laughed and absorbed Decan into herself.
Even as he was being absorbed, Decan thought of Min-jun and smiled as he vanished. Thus Decan’s body was absorbed entirely by Ursula.

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