The Return of the Genius Ranker’s Myth Warehouse - Chapter 45

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Chapter 45
Chapter 45
The Black Insect God had descended.
With the character for “god” in its name, the Black Insect God was an opponent impossible to face at my current level.
Even wielding a mythic-grade item, my current stats wouldn’t allow me to inflict even a minor scratch on a god.
Recklessly raising my blade against such an opponent would be nothing short of a dog’s death.
Against an impossible foe, it would be wiser to flee this place and plan for another day.
And yet.
‘No.’
Even as I watched the Black Insect God rising before my eyes, I felt no urge to flee.
The reason lay in its appearance.
The Black Insect God I remembered took the form of a black centipede.
But what of this creature?
Its body was certainly composed of a centipede’s form.
Yet its head bore the shape of a fly’s head—the very one that had rested upon Musca’s shoulders before I felled him.
Upon its back grew fly wings, so haphazardly sprouted that I doubted they could serve any flight function.
An appearance where fly and centipede had merged into one.
That’s right.
This wasn’t the Black Insect God descending.
This was.
“A form of divine possession?”
The act of accepting a god’s power into one’s body—possession.
No, I wasn’t entirely certain, but it appeared far more incomplete than true possession.
If my suspicion was correct….
“This might actually be manageable.”
Estimating Musca’s level at around 200.
The Black Insect God born through borrowing that body would be approximately level 300, wouldn’t it?
More than double my own level.
Certainly an overwhelmingly powerful tier, but I hadn’t yet unleashed my Black Flame Transformation.
And if I deployed the items stockpiled in my warehouse as well.
Confidence surged through me that I could somehow manage this confrontation.
“Sssssssss—.”
As these thoughts crystallized.
The malevolent aura that had been pouring forth so violently, as if forbidding interference, began to subside.
And there, fully revealed, stood the true boss monster of the Fallen Altar.
The Black Insect God locked eyes with me.
In that moment.
“You—!!”
Fury blazed forth from the Black Insect God’s gaze.
Yes.
That creature was now.
“After ruining this world’s glorious blackening, you dare obstruct even my hatching—!!”
It recognized me.
Not the me of Second, but Mir—the one who had struck it down in the days of First.
Was such a thing even possible?
I had anticipated that Second was First’s future, but for it to recognize me?
The situation defied comprehension.
“This time—I shall grind you to dust and use you as nourishment for my spawn—!!”
There was no time for comprehension.
The Black Worm God began to move.
Yet its body was so colossal that the Altar Chamber—once spacious enough for Musca to glide through—now felt impossibly cramped.
Crash, crash, crash, crash, crash!
The Black Worm God’s body filled the entire Altar Chamber.
As it writhed and twisted in that confined space, its form began to spiral and rotate, gnawing away at the chamber’s walls.
Naturally, I found myself within its reach.
‘What kind of range is this….’
I could only panic as I dodged the onslaught.
Though I managed to evade, the Black Worm God’s size seemed to grow without end.
With each expansion, the safe corners vanished.
Judging that evasion was no longer possible, I.
“Luke!”
Immediately drew forth a shield.
Then, in the corner of the chamber.
Where the Black Worm God’s body made the least contact, I angled the shield and curled myself as small as possible.
Like sheltering in the triangular void beneath a table during an earthquake.
I compressed myself into the corner, tilting the shield to shield every inch of my body.
In that instant.
Scrape, scrape, scrape, scrape!
The Black Worm God’s body collided with the shield, delivering a tremendous impact.
Its sharp, centipede-like legs worked like a saw, hammering against the shield.
Any ordinary shield would have been ground to dust by such a sawing assault.
[ Divine Shield, Aegis ]
( Non-Tradeable )
Form : Shield
Grade : Legendary
Requirement : Level 1,000 or higher, Shield Mastery Lv 100,
Description : The divine shield originally crafted by Hephaestus for the supreme god Zeus, later inherited and wielded by Athena, goddess of war.
The weapon I had drawn was no ordinary shield.
Aegis.
The Divine Shield, true to its name.
Among all the shields I possessed, Aegis was my most formidable weapon.
Crack crack crack!
While Aegis blocked every writhing assault from the Black Worm God.
Rumble—
The Altar Chamber could no longer withstand the Black Worm God’s movements and began to collapse.
The Black Worm God pulverized even the remnants of the Altar piled upon the ceiling, unfurling its grotesquely enlarged form.
The ceiling tore open, and beneath the azure sky, the Black Worm God’s shadow stretched down in an ominous veil.
“Die—!!”
The moment the Black Worm God descended.
“Luke.”
[ Activating Black Flame Transformation. ]
[ Borrowing the power of ‘Black Flame Dragon, Luke Nir Desperato Ignokton’. ]
I activate Black Flame Transformation.
Luke, who had grown alongside me since the beginning of Second, devouring every monster within the Ash Ossuary and Fallen Altar.
All the accumulated power within Luke flows into me without reservation.
[ Treasure of the Dead Sea King, Cloud-Walking Shoes of the Lotus Thread ]
Boom!!
The Cloud-Walking Shoes—footwear that grants the ability to walk upon clouds themselves.
Using that power, I barely evade the Black Worm God’s assault and soar upward through the shattered Altar.
The Black Worm God, far more colossal than anticipated.
It resembled the true form of the Black Worm God I had witnessed during First.
“Still, the attack patterns should be similar, right?”
I remained completely unfazed.
A level difference of twofold.
No—the level gap felt even more pronounced than that.
But I had already defeated the Black Worm God during First and perfectly analyzed every attack pattern.
“Ssssssshhhhh—”
Toxic mist pours forth from the Black Worm God’s body.
But it doesn’t matter.
I already knew this pattern.
[ Demon Woman’s Treasure, Banana Fan ]
I draw forth a fan as massive as my own body and swing it with force.
The gale erupting from the fan disperses the toxic mist conjured by the Black Worm God.
The moment the toxic mist scatters in an instant and the Black Worm God falters.
“Toxic mist pattern—immediately after activation, pores close for 0.5 seconds, creating an opening.”
I recall my memories of facing the Black Worm God and charge toward it.
[ Poseidon’s Trident, Triaena ]
I draw forth the azure trident and circle behind the paralyzed Worm God.
Thrust!
I drive it deep into its flank.
“KROOOOOOOOOO!”
The Black Insect God’s shriek pierced the air.
While most centipede-type monsters have weak joints connecting their body segments, boss-class creatures like the Black Insect God are different.
The spiracles along its flanks.
Those were its true weakness.
Moreover, contrary to how ordinary insects are vulnerable to fire.
Centipedes’ weakness lies in water.
SPLASH!
Seawater erupted from the Triaena as I drove it into the spiracle.
Centipede-type monsters were so vulnerable to water that attacking their spiracles with water-attribute damage could plunge them into unconsciousness.
“NOOOOOO—!!”
The Black Insect God thrashed about violently.
Despite striking its weak point precisely with a mythic-grade weapon, the reaction wasn’t as severe as expected.
The overwhelming level difference had reduced the damage dealt.
But.
‘It’s working.’
The attack was landing properly.
With this, I became certain.
Level difference or not, I could bring this creature down.
“KROOOOOO!”
The Black Insect God’s assault continued relentlessly.
I had memorized all of its unique attack patterns, so I moved swiftly to evade each strike.
Normally, attacks of this caliber would be inescapable due to the level gap, but with Black Flame Transformation active, I could barely keep pace with its speed.
[ Abyssal Lord’s Needle ]
Whenever an opening appeared, I drove the high-grade water-attribute weapon into its spiracle.
WHIIIING!
When it unleashed a unique attack—one born from its fusion with Musca, different from the Black Insect God’s standard patterns—
[ War God Ares’s Shield, Linotoros ]
I drew forth my most formidable shield and blocked the assault.
– Master.
“How much longer?”
– One minute remaining.
“Good. Hold on until the end.”
However, I couldn’t sustain this pace indefinitely.
Black Flame Transformation had a time limit, and as the battle dragged on, my arsenal of weapons capable of dealing meaningful damage to the Black Insect God was dwindling.
I wanted to conserve high-grade items for the Second Crown.
But I had no choice now.
Still, there was one saving grace.
“KYIEEEEEK—!!”
The creature was steadily accumulating damage.
Though the Black Insect God thrashed desperately, I had already memorized all of its attack patterns.
After blocking its fusion patterns with Musca several times over, I could read every move with ease.
Evading the next assault from the Insect God, I
[ Leviathan’s Bone Spike ]
Thruuust!
“SCREEEEEEE—!!”
I managed to drive my weapon into the Black Insect God’s final spiracle.
Now I had embedded a water-attribute weapon into every single one of its breathing holes.
The battle was essentially over—or so it should have been.
“SCREEEEEEE—!!”
Yet the Black Insect God refused to fall.
Witnessing this, I
‘This is exhilarating.’
I could feel dopamine surging through my veins.
That same thrill and exhilaration I’d felt when first facing the Golden Dragon—that euphoria.
The satisfaction of alternating between items suited to each moment, strategically dismantling an enemy far more powerful than myself.
Wasn’t this precisely why I played games?
– Master.
“I know. This is the final round.”
Had the Black Insect God realized this was its last chance?
It unleashed every offensive capability it possessed, attacking with everything it had.
Spewing toxic mist.
Fluttering its wings to generate shockwaves.
Vomiting viscous venom.
Wielding its massive body—reminiscent of a black dragon—like a whip.
With Thalaria’s duration expired,
[ Icarus’s Wings ]
I equipped Icarus’s Wings and soared skyward. As the wings began to scatter, I bounded upward by stepping across the Insect God’s segmented body.
“It ends now.”
At last, I reached the Black Insect God’s head.
[ Mjolnir, Hammer of the Thunder God Thor ]
“SCREEEEEEEEEEE—!!”
Toward the Black Insect God, roaring as if to deny its fate,
– Activating skill ‘Crushing Blow’.
Craaack!
I bring down Mjolnir, the hammer of thunder.
Of course, physical force alone cannot fell this creature.
But.
BOOOOOM!!
The instant I swing Mjolnir, lightning descends from the heavens.
Crackle—crackle—crackle!
I electrocuted the Black Insect God.
Under ordinary circumstances, the damage would have been negligible, but now every single breathing orifice of the Black Insect God was studded with water-attribute weapons I had driven deep inside.
True to their water-attribute nature, all those weapons served as excellent conductors.
“This cannot be—! The black incubation—! Ten thousand footsteps denied again by this creature—! This cannot be, this cannot be—!”
I electrocuted the Black Insect God’s massive body, charring its insides completely black.
The Black Insect God collapsed, spewing graphite from its gaping maw as if refusing to surrender until the very end.
Thud.
Thus.
[ You have completed the Main Scenario Quest ‘Omen of Great Evil (1)’. ]
[ Your level has increased. ]
[ Your level has increased. ]
….
I had managed to clear the first Main Scenario Quest.

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