The Return of the Genius Ranker’s Myth Warehouse - Chapter 315

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Chapter 315
Chapter 315
The Pharaoh prepared to attack.
Sand gathered in his hands.
He would bury these arrogant enemies entirely in this sand.
Just as what was happening outside, he would drag them down into the Desert along with it, daring to slip from his grasp.
He drew together an enormous quantity of sand.
But then.
A bead of sweat trickled down.
A single drop of perspiration rolled down from beneath his headdress.
What was this?
Born in the Desert, raised in the Desert, destined to die in the Desert—that was him.
He prided himself on being more accustomed than anyone to the Desert’s heat, yet here he was, sweating?
Now that he thought about it.
“It’s hot.”
It was hot.
Unbearably hot.
Born in the Desert, he had never once felt heat before.
Yet now, he was feeling it.
Focused on gathering sand, he belatedly sensed something amiss and lifted his gaze.
What his eyes beheld was.
“The sun?”
A colossal sun.
A sun so immense it could not be taken in at a glance hung beneath the sealed ceiling of the Pyramid.
So dazzling that merely gazing upon it threatened blindness, the sun continued to expand.
“What is….”
Soon it engulfed the entire ceiling.
The heat emanating from it was equally tremendous, its intensity so overwhelming.
“Gaaaahhh….”
“Ughhhh….”
*Sizzle sizzle sizzle.*
*Crack!*
*Crackle crackle.*
The sand soldiers, the Scarab cavalry, the burning sand spirits—
His precious constructs could not withstand the heat and were melting away.
And what melted was not limited to his constructs.
*Ssshhhhh.*
The sand the Pharaoh had been gathering.
That tremendous quantity of sand was melting away.
The melted sand transformed into transparent glass that glimmered, and this glass no longer obeyed the Pharaoh’s dominion.
“What in the…!”
The Pharaoh felt it.
At this rate, he too would be in danger.
That sunlight was no attack to take lightly.
Above all else.
Screeeee!
The sunlight that had been shining equally upon all was gathering into one.
Revealing its killing intent toward the Pharaoh, it drew the scorching rays together and focused them upon him.
Escape was already impossible.
So then.
Whoooosh!
“O Sun! Why do you seek to bury me once more!”
The Pharaoh gathered sand around him again.
But this time, it was not for attack.
He drew sand around himself to form a solid barrier.
Creating shadow to escape the light, he desperately blocked the sunlight.
The sand melted in real time, transforming into gleaming glass, yet the Pharaoh continued drawing sand together, shielding himself from the rays.
“I am the master of the Desert! Not you, wretched thing!”
The Pharaoh roared.
He gathered more sand.
Not merely blocking the light, but stacking sand so high it seemed to touch that radiant sun.
With the intention of crushing the sun itself with this sand.
“A Desert that refuses to acknowledge me as king! I shall sink it all! Into the deep, fathomless Abyss where your light cannot reach!”
Just a little more.
Just a little more to build.
A spear made of stacked sand grains.
A spear turning to gleaming glass, with which I shall pierce and shatter that sun.
And did his obsession bear fruit?
“In the Abyss where your light cannot reach! There shall I reign eternal as the king of the Desert!”
The spear of glass and sand that the Pharaoh had built up.
Thud!
Finally pierced the sun on the ceiling.
As if acknowledging the Pharaoh’s obsession, the sun’s light gradually dimmed.
Ecstasy bloomed across the Pharaoh’s face.
In life, despite building so many pyramids, he had never reached the sun.
Unable to become the eternal king of the Desert, fearing discovery by the sun, he had hidden himself within the Great Pyramid.
Unable to overcome the sun, instead of pulling it down, he had chosen to sink the Desert so that in a place beyond the sun’s reach, he could become the eternal king of the Desert.
But now, that very Pharaoh.
Had succeeded in piercing the sun.
Now he could become the true king of the Desert without needing to sink it.
In that moment, joy and exhilaration surged to their peak.
“If you’re going into the Abyss.”
A voice reached the Pharaoh’s ears.
Human?
No.
It couldn’t possibly be human.
There was no way a mere human could have pursued him this far to stand against him.
This being was certainly.
“An Apostle…?”
The great Desert’s three deities.
Undoubtedly an Apostle of the three gods—sun, wind, and sand.
The sun I’d pierced moments ago must have sent this Apostle to punish me.
“An Apostle, of all things…!”
The Pharaoh drew upon his power.
But the sand wouldn’t move.
He’d exhausted all his strength piercing the sun.
He wanted to conjure sand blades and strike, but his body refused to obey.
Startled by his rigid form, he looked down to find that the sand he’d gathered had melted into glass, binding his body fast.
In his panic.
“Go in alone.”
Mir’s blade swung down.
Shing!
“In the end… I never reached the sun….”
Along with the glittering glass, it severed the Pharaoh’s body completely.
The sand tower he’d built to reach the sun.
No—the glass tower transformed by the sun also shattered into fragments.
* * *
The Blue Eternal Crystal forged from the Blue Evil God’s demonic stone.
Its power exceeded my expectations.
No matter how great a sorcerous formation created by the Desert’s finest sorcerers working in concert, the resulting sun was massive enough to cover the entire ceiling.
‘So this is what a Mythic-grade demonic stone truly is.’
Even Special-grade demonic stones, classified as Legendary, possessed tremendous power.
Since the Blue Evil God’s demonic stone was classified as Mythic-grade, its might was bound to be extraordinary.
Not only did it contain an immense quantity of mana, but when using the skill ‘Azure Soul Binding’ obtained from defeating the Blue Spirit God, it amplified the sorcery’s potency.
No—it strengthened the sorcery’s power to another level entirely.
Sizzle—.
Everything melted under that power.
It was remarkable that the Pharaoh managed to gather sand and pierce the sun on the ceiling in the midst of it all.
‘I’m grateful for that, honestly.’
Whatever his circumstances might be.
If he wastes his power like that on his own, I can only be grateful.
In the end, I’d exhausted all my strength attacking the sun, and as the Pharaoh lay trapped in hardened glass formed from melted sand, I approached him slowly.
[ Ancient Pharaoh’s Royal Sword ]
( Non-Tradeable )
Type: Sword
Grade: Legendary
I drew a weapon perfectly befitting his final moments.
Shing!
“In the end… the sun….”
I cut him down.
Though he bore the title of boss monster, the Pharaoh was never specialized in direct combat to begin with.
Quite the opposite, in fact.
He wielded his greatest power when manipulating chess pieces from outside the Chess Board.
For such a creature to lose control of his emotions and step onto the Chess Board himself—
At that moment, the outcome was already decided.
[ Your level has increased. ]
[ Your level has increased. ]
….
The moment I defeated him, my level skyrocketed.
It wasn’t just the Pharaoh’s experience points; all the dungeon experience I’d accumulated clearing the Pyramid up to the 4th Floor came flooding in at once.
As the Pharaoh fell completely.
[ You have cleared the ‘Great Pyramid of the Abyss’ for the first time. ]
[ You receive bonus experience as a first-time clear reward. ]
[ Boss monster item drop rate increases as a first-time clear reward. ]
[ Your level has increased. ]
[ Your level has increased. ]
System messages announcing the dungeon’s completion appeared.
Before I was expelled from the cleared Pyramid, I quickly did what needed to be done.
First was Luke’s predation.
[ Luke has consumed the ‘Pharaoh of the Abyss’. ]
[ Luke’s stats have increased by 300. ]
[ You accept the nutrients left behind by the ‘Black Flame Dragon, Luknir Desperato Ignockton’. ]
The stat increase was tremendous.
A full 300—the same amount as when Luke devoured the Evil God.
Of course, this didn’t mean the Pharaoh was equal to the Evil God.
300 was merely the maximum amount of stats Luke could absorb in a single act of predation.
When I checked the remaining nutrients that flowed into me, the stat increase fell far short of what I’d gained from the Evil God’s consumption.
Still, one thing was certain: the Pharaoh was indeed a powerful monster.
I’d simply defeated him more easily than expected because he’d lost control of his anger and stepped onto the Chess Board.
“What about the items?”
– I’ll show you right away.
Next are the items.
To be honest, even if I obtain most items, I rarely have use for them.
But with the first-clear bonus raising drop rates, I was genuinely curious what the Pharaoh would yield.
Luke then produced the items for me to examine.
[ Pharaoh Nemes of the Abyss ]
First, the finished product.
A helmet.
The chess-patterned headdress the Pharaoh had worn—its effects were quite impressive.
A commander’s helmet that significantly boosted allied combat power when operating a party or Guild.
The appearance was somewhat troublesome, but any Guild Master would covet such an item.
Of course, I already possessed superior helmets in my subspace, so it didn’t particularly captivate me.
[ Papyrus of the Abyss Pharaoh ]
[ Bone Fragment of the Abyss Pharaoh ]
[ Bandage of the Abyss Pharaoh ]
….
That concludes the finished products.
Everything else was crafting material of various types.
Others might have been disappointed, but I preferred this far more.
With my skill, I was confident I could craft items superior to Pharaoh Nemes of the Abyss using these materials.
And among them, one item particularly captured my attention.
[ Immortal Elixir of the Abyss Scarab ]
Form: Elixir
Grade: Legendary
This was it.
A legendary-grade elixir.
Especially since this elixir didn’t exist in First, I could utilize it most effectively.
My level had risen considerably through this journey, so I should craft a proper elixir by combining it with others.
With that thought, I turned my gaze toward the final reward of this journey.
The reward I had truly desired most.
‘The throne.’
The chair the Pharaoh had occupied.
Black bone.
In other words, a chair made from Luke’s skeletal remains.
“Absorb it.”
– Yes, Master.
Luke absorbed it.
The process was simple.
Since the Pharaoh who had proclaimed himself Luke’s master had vanished, Luke merely needed to incinerate the throne with Black Flame.
And then.
[ The Black Flame Dragon, Lucknir Desperate Ignoxtan absorbs the Black Flame Dragon’s Essence. ]
[ Luke reclaims the Essence and partially recovers his former power level. ]
A familiar System Message appeared.
Of course, I felt a slight pang of disappointment.
Had I absorbed a proper body part, I would have gained an entirely new ability.
The Essence I’d absorbed this time merely restored a portion of Luke’s power level, nothing more.
Well, it didn’t matter.
Even this would gradually strengthen Luke’s various abilities, including Black Flame Transformation.
That was the end of it.
I’d completed all my business in the Pyramid and was satisfied.
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
“It’s, it’s collapsing!”
“Mir, we need to escape the Pyramid immediately!”
“Yes, I’m leaving right now.”
“Escape the Pyramid!”
The Pyramid began to shake violently.
Sensing the danger, we quickly fled the structure.
Ascending had been grueling, but the descent was effortless.
The Giant Soldiers, the riddle-posing statues, the treacherous traps—none of them remained.
We simply ran through empty corridors.
The moment we burst free from the Pyramid.
What greeted our eyes was.
“The, the Desert!”
“The Desert is returning!”
“We succeeded!”
“Uooooooo!”
Sand surged from the Great Pyramid like a tidal wave, filling the surrounding Abyss, and the subsidence gradually began to reverse.

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