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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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Vellus’s primary skill, ‘Rule of Law,’ was one of the most powerful Unique Skills in existence, rivaling even the Absolute Skills of Monarchs.
However, it was a skill he had obtained by killing the Lawful Grand Duke.
His original Unique Skill, the one he used to kill a top-tier player like the Lawful Grand Duke, was something else entirely.
And now, he was activating that skill, using Eugene’s heart as a sacrifice.
[A descended Constellation’s heart has been selected as a sacrifice.]
[The sacrifice meets the minimum value requirement.]
[Unique Skill ‘Sacrificial Rite’ activated.]
[You may offer the sacrifice to the Constellation and request a reward worth 97% of its value. However, the value of unwilling sacrifices is reduced by 90.3%.]
[Please select your reward.]
“Comrade… you…”
Eugene coughed up blood, staring at Vellus, who smiled coldly as he selected a reward from the options floating before him.
“Reward selected: ‘Constellation Transplant.’”
Thump.
The moment he spoke, Eugene’s heart, clutched in his hand, began to pulsate.
She struggled, trying to resist, but it was futile. She could only watch as her heart dissolved into motes of light, drawn into Vellus’s hand.
“Resistance is futile. When you acknowledged my command, you surrendered your life to me.”
Vellus whispered mockingly into her ear.
The transformation began.
As he absorbed the motes of light, Vellus’s battered body rapidly healed. Eugene, who had shrugged off countless fatal wounds, grew pale.
When the last of her heart dissolved, Vellus withdrew his hand from her empty chest, sneering.
“You should have obeyed me from the start. Then this unpleasantness wouldn’t have been necessary.”
“…”
Perhaps due to the remnants of her immortality, Eugene remained alive, even without a heart, glaring at Vellus with burning rage. But her wounds didn’t heal.
Vellus took the hammer from her limp hand, a cruel smile twisting his lips.
“Don’t worry. I’ll put your Constellation to good use.”
Click! Clank!
The mechanical gauntlets and boots Eugene had been wearing detached from her body and fused with Vellus’s Greek-style armor. It wasn’t a seamless fusion, but a crude amalgamation, like mismatched parts forced together.
He didn’t care. He pressed his law book against the armor, and it too was absorbed, its gears and components merging with the metal.
[Warning! Warning!]
[Erosion rate rapidly increasing.]
[Durability of Astral Engine rapidly decreasing.]
[The ‘Raging Immortal Giant,’ deprived of its vessel, is enraged.]
[Conflict detected between the powers of different Constellations due to the overlap of ‘Constellation Descent III’ and ‘Constellation Descent V’.]
[If ‘Constellation Descent’ is not deactivated or ‘Constellation Transplant’ is not reversed, the erosion rate may exceed the Astral Engine’s durability limit.]
Warning messages flooded his vision, highlighting the danger of his actions.
Vellus felt a surge of rage, a burning sensation in his chest, threatening to tear him apart with every heartbeat.
Two Constellation Descents were too much for even his Grand Duke-level body, especially when forced through skill manipulation.
“Great Giant, be patient.”
But Vellus smiled. He had anticipated this, and he had a solution.
“Unlike that unruly sacrifice, I intend to give you a chance to truly rampage.”
He raised the case he had been carrying, its contents his only priority throughout the chaos. He reached for the latch.
Bang!
“Tsk, why warp space like this…?”
Limon, having broken through the maze, trailed off, his gaze falling on Eugene’s lifeless form and Vellus’s transformed appearance.
He moved instantly, closing the distance in three strides, his sword aimed at Vellus’s neck.
Experience had taught him that it was best to kill an enemy engaging in suspicious activity.
Swish.
His sword sliced cleanly through Vellus’s neck.
“Too late.”
But two things happened.
Vellus didn’t die.
And his hand, still holding the case, opened it.
He grasped the Black Abyssal Violin within.
“‘Special Performance Act, enacted.’”
Hum.
The violin resonated, emitting a chilling melody. Vellus’s armor shuddered.
Like an orchestra tuning its instruments under a conductor’s baton, the mismatched gauntlets and boots, previously crudely attached, began to fuse with the armor, resonating with the violin’s music.
Wires connected. Components interlocked. The gauntlets merged seamlessly.
When the transformation was complete, the armor, gauntlets, and boots were one, perfectly integrated. And the violin’s influence extended beyond mere aesthetics.
A surge of raw, untamed power coursed through him, a wave of exhilarating rage.
Vellus smiled savagely, activating the new Unique Skill imprinted on his heart.
“‘Avatar of Wrath.’”
KABOOM!!!
Vellus exploded outwards.
Limon, who had bisected him moments before, was sent flying by a massive hammer. It was a mutual destruction. Both of them should have been dead.
But there was no blood, no corpse.
Rumble!
Vellus, his body seamlessly reassembled, slammed his hammer into the ground.
Cracks spiderwebbed outwards, and hundreds of stone pillars erupted like spears.
Limon, slicing through the stone pillars like weeds, attacked Vellus again, his sword a blur, aiming not to bisect, but to obliterate.
His blade flashed hundreds of times, faster than light, reducing Vellus to a cloud of dust.
But it was only a momentary victory.
Before the afterimages of his sword faded, Vellus’s hammer reappeared, cleaving through the air.
Limon, having disarmed Vellus with a swift kick, attempted to follow up with another attack…
“[Law Prohibiting Sword Possession, enacted.]”
His sword grew heavy, almost slipping from his grasp. He severed the invisible law binding his weapon, but the delay was enough.
The hammer, like a cannonball, slammed into his chest. He didn’t dodge.
Instead, he swung his sword, a slow, graceful arc, like a petal falling on water, bisecting Vellus.
Then, the hammer struck, sending him flying like a rag doll.
Thud!
He had mitigated most of the impact by leaping backwards, but the remaining force sent him crashing into a wall twenty paces away, partially collapsing it.
He wiped his mouth, his hand coming away bloody.
“What the fuck?”
As Limon cursed, Vellus charged, a brutal, unstoppable force, each step shattering the floor.
Limon was about to react…
“‘Accuracy Correction,’ ‘Projectile Acceleration,’ ‘Weapon Manifestation.’”
BOOM!
A calm voice echoed, and a cannonball slammed into Vellus, sending him flying.
Lee Cheon-gi, having finally arrived, unleashed his skills.
He had hit Vellus, moving at impossible speeds, without even aiming, a feat only a Monarch could achieve.
“You idiot…!”
But Limon, instead of praising his skill, cursed.
Vellus reappeared behind Lee Cheon-gi, his hammer swinging.
Limon leaped between them, his sword meeting the hammer, deflecting it…
…but the hammer, rebounding with twice the force, slammed into Vellus’s head.
Bang!
Despite his rapid regeneration, Vellus stumbled, momentarily stunned.
Limon seized the opportunity, grabbing Lee Cheon-gi and throwing him towards Yo Ouin and the Silent Dragon Unit.
“Sword Saint?”
“What are you doing?!”
Limon ignored their bewildered cries, shouting coldly,
“Stay out of this. This isn’t a fight you can handle.”
“…Are you saying we’ll only get in the way?”
“Yes.”
Yo Ouin and the Silent Dragon Unit were stunned by his blunt answer.
To dismiss a Monarch, one of the absolute rulers of this era, as irrelevant… it was unthinkable. It was fortunate Lee Cheon-gi was so composed. Another Monarch wouldn’t have tolerated such an insult.
“While his power is certainly formidable, I don’t believe I would be a hindrance.”
Lee Cheon-gi, though puzzled, offered a calm rebuttal.
He was confident he could have defended himself against Vellus’s surprise attack.
“No, you would.”
But Limon’s tone was firm. It wasn’t an insult. He was certain that if he hadn’t intervened, Lee Cheon-gi would have been killed, or at least severely injured.
The increased strength and speed? The immortality surpassing even Eugene’s? The crazed eyes and ferocious aura?
Those were all factors, but the true reason Limon was wary of Vellus was something else entirely.
Something only he, with his long life and experience fighting dragons and demons, could perceive.
“Those who haven’t fought a god should stay out of this.”
Limon growled, his gaze fixed on Vellus, who now radiated not just the power of a Constellation, but a distinct, divine aura.
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