My Goblin System : Levelling up with my SSS Class Devouring skill Chapter 339

And worst of all, the Existence Erasure wounds from earlier weren’t healing. Couldn’t heal. The voids in his body where flesh simply didn’t exist anymore were permanent, reducing his combat effectiveness with every passing second.

He was bleeding. Exhausted. Soul-damaged. Terrified. And running out of options.

But Richard Clay hadn’t lived for years by giving up when things looked hopeless.

If anything, the danger made him more dangerous. Desperation bred creativity. Fear sharpened focus.

He made a decision that would either save his life or end it.

"TEMPORAL OVERLOAD—SECOND STAGE!"

Richard began channeling even more power from Chronus, pulling so much energy through their soul-bond that the connection beca visible—a pillar of golden temporal energy linking Richard to sothing far away and vastly more powerful, like a rope connecting him to his demon lord across dinsional boundaries.

The energy flow intensified. Doubled. Tripled. Richard was burning through centuries of shared life force with every second, consuming decades of accumulated power to fuel this final technique.

His ti dilation accelerated from eight-tis normal speed to ten-tis. Everything around him appeared to freeze, to move in ultra-slow motion, giving him what felt like infinite ti to react to threats.

His foresight extended from ten seconds to fifteen seconds. He could see a full fifteen seconds into the future with perfect clarity, could watch entire attack sequences develop, could plan counters well in advance.

His temporal echoes multiplied. Not dozens but hundreds of them, each one fully real for the brief mont it existed, creating what looked like an entire army of Richards filling the library.

"AGE ACCELERATION—ENTROPY CASCADE!"

This wasn’t a targeted beam anymore. This was area-effect temporal manipulation that aged everything in a thirty-foot radius, creating a zone where ti itself accelerated to catastrophic levels.

Stone didn’t just crumble—it eroded to powder. Wood didn’t just rot—it disintegrated into atomic particles. Even Satou’s shadow constructs were affected, aging in ways that violated their semi-real nature, beginning to decay despite not being truly physical.

"TEMPORAL STORM—MAXIMUM INTENSITY!"

The reality-warping effect intensified to levels that made the previous storm look ta. Ti didn’t just beco optional—it beca actively hostile.

Satou felt it—felt causality breaking down around him, felt reality struggling to maintain coherence, felt the fundantal laws of physics hesitating before Richard’s power.

This was Richard at his absolute peak. Demon lord-boosted. Burning centuries of life with every second. Operating at the very limits of what was possible for soone who wasn’t actually a demon lord themselves.

It was genuinely, legitimately dangerous.

For three full seconds, Richard had the advantage.

His hundreds of temporal echoes sward Satou from all directions, attacking with ten-tis normal speed, moving so fast they were invisible, each one capable of delivering lethal strikes.

His entropy cascade was aging Satou’s shadow constructs faster than they could be regenerated, destroying the nightmare domain piece by piece, reclaiming normal reality from Satou’s control.

His fifteen-second foresight was showing him every attack Satou would make with enough advance warning that counters could be prepared before the attacks even began.

For those three seconds, it looked like Richard might actually win.

But then Satou adapted.

His eyes blazed brighter—crimson light intensifying to the point where it hurt to look directly at them.

"You think temporal magic is the only way to be fast?" Satou’s voice carried absolute confidence despite the disadvantaged position. "You think foresight is the only way to be prepared? You think channeling your demon lord’s power makes you invincible?"

His aura exploded outward again, darker and more oppressive than before.

"ENHANCED PERCEPTION—MAXIMUM! DARK VISION—ABSOLUTE! SHADOW VISION—COMPLETE! HEAT SENSING—ACTIVE! TREMOR SENSE—ENGAGED! OMNISCIENT NIGHTMARE VISION—PERFECT!"

Satou activated every sensory ability he possessed simultaneously, creating a composite perception that let him see everything. Not just in normal vision but across every spectrum, every frequency, every type of detection.

He could see through walls using heat signatures.

He could feel vibrations through the ground showing Richard’s position.

He could see in complete darkness using dark vision.

He could perceive through smoke and fog using shadow vision.

And most importantly, he could see Richard’s intentions, his fears, his weaknesses using omniscient nightmare vision—seeing not just what Richard was doing but what he was planning, what he was afraid of, where his psychological vulnerabilities lay.

It wasn’t quite foresight. But it was close enough.

Combined with Combat Transcendence giving him perfect understanding of combat patterns, and Enhanced Intelligence letting him process information at superhuman speed, and Tactical Thinking letting him formulate strategies instantly—

Satou could predict Richard’s moves almost as well as foresight could show them.

Not through temporal magic. Through pure analytical capability and sensory overload.

"NTAL FORTRESS—ABSOLUTE! NTAL FORTITUDE—LEGENDARY! PSYCHIC RESISTANCE—MAXIMUM!"

Richard’s reality-warping temporal storm tried to overwhelm Satou’s mind with contradictory information, tried to confuse him with impossible causality, tried to drive him insane with visions of events happening out of sequence.

These ntal defenses made him immune. His mind remained clear, focused, unaffected by temporal chaos that should have reduced most people to gibbering wrecks.

"REALITY ANCHOR—COMPLETE STABILIZATION!"

This was the key ability. Reality Anchor didn’t just resist temporal manipulation—it stabilized Satou’s personal reality, creating a bubble of normal causality around him even when everything else was going haywire.

Inside that bubble, ti flowed normally. Cause preceded effect. Physics worked as expected. Satou remained grounded in normal reality even while Richard’s temporal storm raged around him.

"SURVIVOR’S WILL—NEVER DIE!"

When one of Richard’s attacks finally landed—a devastating age acceleration beam that should have aged Satou’s entire torso to dust—this ability activated automatically, refusing to let him die or be permanently crippled no matter how lethal the attack should have been.

"REGENERATION—MYTHICAL TIER!"

His body regenerated even from temporal damage that should have been irreversible. Flesh aged to decay reford. Bones that had been aged to brittleness strengthened. Internal organs that had been damaged by temporal acceleration healed.

The combination was devastating.

Richard could age Satou’s body. But Mythical Regeneration would undo it.

Richard could kill Satou. But Survivor’s Will would refuse to accept death.

Richard could overwhelm Satou’s mind. But ntal Fortress kept him sane.