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Chapter 409
Compressed air burst outward like an explosion, sweeping away everything within its radius.
The ground, exposed to extre heat, was subjected to an unidentified ultra-high temperature and lted away in an instant.
Its size was no more than that of a palm—just a tiny chick.
A pitiful-looking chick wearing a small helt with a little horn on top.
Yet its power was close to that of a calamity.
Sur, the spirit of heat, charged bravely at the sentries and, in an instant, absorbed all the surrounding heat.
Then, in the next mont, it froze the entire area solid.
Psssssss……
Those who barely managed to block the attack survived by the skin of their teeth, but the fate of those who failed could not be confird.
Imdiately after Leon Cascadia’s spirit launched its assault, Garlan made a swift judgnt and chose to retreat.
There was absolutely nothing to be gained by confronting him head-on right now.
Just a newly born spirit, and yet—!
Enraged, Garlan evaded while simultaneously releasing a barrage of sword energy toward Sur.
It was true that Sur controlled heat, but it wasn’t an invincible existence.
However, his attack was swallowed by a purplish mist that spread through the air, lting away and dispersing as if dissolved.
‘Damn it… the spirit of poison.’
In the darkness, a small otter shimred into view, its eyes glowing purple.
They had to escape before it was too late.
Garlan imdiately issued a retreat order to his subordinates.
Then, he tore apart a piece of paper etched with bizarre patterns.
It would’ve been nice if it were a teleport scroll—but across the continent, there were no known mages above the 7th circle besides Leon Cascadia.
In other words, this was an item given to him by Nyarlathotep, a subordinate of an Outer God.
A thod of spatial transfer that ignored conventional laws.
The price wouldn’t be light—but if the other side had noticed faster than expected, there was no ti to worry about personal cost.
The chick, roaring valiantly, no longer pursued Garlan.
Instead—
Srrrk—SHAAAK!!
“Ghk?!”
At so point, Isna’s silver sword had closed in, eroding space itself as it severed his arm.
“Ghk… Leader!”
“Do not call that. Traitor.”
Fortunately, there was no follow-up attack.
Garlan and his subordinates had already left the material plane.
The severed arm would not return, but—
As his surroundings gradually faded, Garlan clutched the stump of his arm and looked at her.
“It’s already too late. You know it as well. Having absorbed the energy contained within the Shoggoth, that one will gradually collapse.”
“I’ve told you repeatedly—this is a complete reversal of host and guest. Your ideology is like inviting a tiger into your ho just to chase out a fox.”
“Hmph. We have our own thods as well—”
Isna cut him off coldly.
“You act as if you understand sothing, ard with nothing but fragnts of information.”
The sword in Isna’s hand flashed, tearing apart the space where Garlan had stood.
Yet despite her attack, his face—already beyond the material plane—was filled with ease.
“Do not forget. We lack mories as grand as yours. But there is one thing we rember clearly.”
Hatred—and fury—burned in his eyes.
“The one who took what was precious to … the one who killed … was not so monster from another dinsion—It was him.”
At those words, Isna bit her lip hard.
“I told you… that it’s not sothing you can afford to think about so lightly.”
“It’s already too late. I’ve crossed a river from which there is no return. Even if I die and fall into the fires of hell—I will shatter that bastard.”
Looking into those madness-filled eyes, Isna let out a short sigh.
“Do whatever you want. If that’s your choice.”
“You know as well as I do that now is not the ti to be relaxed, Leader—”
“When has Leon Cascadia ever moved according to our expectations?”
At that question, Garlan fell silent.
“You made a grave mistake, Garlan. I’ll co for your head soon—so wait.”
“I will.”
* * *
The otherworldly energy contained within Shoggoths is different from that of the Outer God Yog.
It is energy that perates the other dinsion itself—normally not sothing its native lifeforms contain individually.
But Shoggoths are beings born to accumulate energy.
That’s why it’s possible to hunt them and absorb their power.
Under normal circumstances, this should have begun with discomfort and gradually inflicted severe damage on my mind.
This wasn’t sothing a simple ntal barrier—like that of a Grandmaster—could resolve.
If it were, rely receiving information about the Outer God Yog wouldn’t have caused shock.
But thanks to the effects of the Book of Genesis, my ntal barrier had reached near perfection—and now, a new power had taken root within .
Welco aboard.
Of course, as always, the mont a new power settles inside my body, the existing energies begin enforcing discipline.
The first to move was the Aura of the Divine Core.
The Aura of the Divine Core, obtained through the Hall of Enhancent, provoked the newcor as if being pushed back by the power acquired just before it—the Mana of Immortality from the Hall of Bestowal.
That said, since it was the most recently acquired power and thus ranked lowest in seniority, it resided at the outermost layer—hence the quick reaction.
Still, it felt like there was a strange hierarchy at play.
The Aura of the Divine Core poked at the otherworldly energy.
The problem was… this energy was fundantally different from all the others.
No matter how many tis it was stimulated, the otherworldly energy barely reacted.
It felt like dealing with a useless recruit plugging their ears.
Should I use it independently?
If only there were a good opportunity to test it.
Just as that thought crossed my mind—
I realized the crimson sky had yet to disappear.
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Garlan’s goal may have been mass deploynt of Shoggoths, but the Outer God Yog clearly had no intention of stopping there.
The clouds gathered in the sky, and between their gaps, countless grotesque eyes stared down at .
Normally, rely gazing upon them would have inflicted ntal damage.
But I felt no discomfort.
No rejection.
No problem at all.
And one more thing—
As the otherworldly energy began reacting on its own, the grotesque eyes in the sky beca far more clearly defined.
The energy itself was undoubtedly dangerous—but depending on how it was used, it might be extrely useful in the current situation.
That thought crossed my mind.
“One test should do.”
I slipped away from the chaos-stricken people of the ducal territory and climbed onto the roof of a tall building.
No one could see the monster in the sky, but the recent attacks had already thrown everything into confusion.
If that unknown entity crossed over now, things would get troubleso.
I stretched out my hand toward the unidentified eyes in the sky.
[7th Circle Lightning Magic]
[Astrape]
The lightning spear I casually launched shot skyward in an instant.
But since it hadn’t yet manifested fully in the material plane, Astrape rely pierced through the cloud-shrouded entity and passed by.
If it erged, it would be a catastrophe.
Yet stopping it was difficult.
In that case—
Without a word, I mixed the otherworldly power into the massive lightning energy gathering in my hand.
According to Isna’s research from the Closed World, this should work.
The lightning spear forming in my hand began turning violet, releasing trendous repulsive force.
It wasn’t uncontrollable—but instead of suppressing or harmonizing it, I amplified the repulsion to its maximum.
Otherworldly power grants unique properties in exchange for destabilizing one’s mind.
But if that price doesn’t apply—then confirming its maximum potential is well worth it.
Violet sparks went berserk around the growing lightning spear, raking across the ground and empty air alike.
Rooftops and open space within its influence repeatedly ford black scorch marks, only to have them vanish monts later.
Then, without hesitation, I seized it and hurled it skyward like a javelin.
BOOOOM!! KRAAASH!!
The released lightning spell broke through multiple tis the speed of sound in a fleeting instant, generating a massive sonic boom and electrical shockwave.
Like a bolt of lightning descending from the heavens, it zigzagged through the sky, carving residual arcs before slamming downward.
* * *
A high-frequency sound beyond human perception reverberated across the entire firmant.
Unlike before—when attacks passed straight through—the 7th-circle lightning infused with otherworldly power struck true, producing a mysterious phenonon.
As though the very essence of the being had beco vulnerable.
The lightning pierced into its core, burning everything indiscriminately.
The eyes hidden within the clouds burst all at once, then slowly faded away.
Soon, the crimson sky returned to normal.
“…This is better than I expected.”
I let out a dry laugh as I observed the influence of the otherworldly power in my hand.
Even destroying Nyarlathotep, a subordinate of an Outer God, hadn’t dealt direct damage to him.
But this—used properly—could strike his true body no matter where it was.
That realization filled with certainty.
Being able to attack an enemy that was previously untouchable was an enormous advantage.
It felt like obtaining the perfect key to a tightly locked box.
Of course, in situations like this, it’s easy to beco consud by such power—so caution was necessary.
“Leon! How is it?!”
“Just finished cleaning up. We just need to assess the damage and handle the aftermath.”
lissa, who had followed my gaze upward, looked at the sky with a stiff expression.
“Uh… was there sothing up there?”
“There was.”
“There was?”
“Now there isn’t.”
There really was no simpler explanation.
“Leon. How did it feel using it?”
“How did it feel? Well… I think we should find a way to secure Shoggoths periodically.”
“That could be dangerous.”
Luna looked like she wanted to stop out of concern.
“At this level, it should be fine. And it’s not sothing we need imdiately.”
The energy consumption was minimal.
The issue was that it had no natural recovery thod—so it needed to be used carefully.
While standing there, I heard Lucifer’s voice.
—The more I watch you, the less sense you make. From how you handle power to how quickly you adapt to it…You look as if you were born with a purpose.
Since he didn’t seem inclined to explain even if I asked, I casually ignored it.
What truly drew my attention was the strengthening of the Book of Genesis.
“I need to enhance the book.”
What made all of this possible was the existence of the Book of Genesis.
If this much efficiency ca from just 1 enhancent… what would happen if it were strengthened further?
After leaving the cleanup to lissa, I imdiately entered the space of the Progenitor Dragon and took out my hamr.
Considering that low-level enhancents don’t fail, there was no downside to strengthening it to a safe threshold.
If each enhancent granted a special ability, then this possessed power beyond re authority.
However, the world is never that simple—and I realized that the mont I attempted the second enhancent.
[Insufficient enhancent materials.]
[Authority required: Breath of Steel.]
[Enhancent cooldown for the Book of Genesis is active.]
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