I Don't Need To Log Out Chapter 265: Against the Odds

Arlon activated the Eyes of KET**.

His vision sharpened instantly, his perception expanding as the world around him seed to slow.

The battlefield, once filled with chaotic movents, beca clearer.

The non-humanoid monsters still moved, their fangs bared, their claws slashing through the air, but they were no longer his concern.

Not truly.

He had already grown accustod to fighting humanoid enemies.

The discomfort of cutting down sothing so similar to himself had faded long before now.

And even if it hadn't, there was nothing he could do about it.

Right now, he had to give everything he had to this fight.

Because the boss was over level 300.

And that ant sothing far worse than just a simple difference in strength.

Arlon had already seen it happen before.

At level 99, there had been a wall.

At level 199, the gap between him and his enemies had widened even further.

And at level 299?

That wall was undoubtedly far greater.

He was at the highest level he had ever reached in his life.

Yet he couldn't even begin to imagine how difficult it would be to go from existence level SS to SSS when he reached level 299.

The difference between a high-level opponent and an opponent beyond level 300 was an unknown factor.

He had fought against foes stronger than him before. He had beaten monsters over level 200 when he himself had yet to cross that threshold.

But this was different.

For the first ti in a long while, he wasn't certain.

And that was why he had to make the first move.

His mind quickly processed everything about his opponent.

A humanoid boss.

When he had first wondered why humanoid races hadn't appeared before Floor 90, he had assud it was because they were too weak.

And he had been correct—at least, when it ca to the lower levels.

But if his theory was right, then at higher levels, humanoid races weren't just strong.

They were stronger than the non-humanoid monsters.

And that made this fight far more dangerous.

Arlon didn't hesitate.

He raised his hand and cast Slow on the boss, keeping the area of effect as small as possible to maximize the spell's strength while ensuring it only targeted her.

This wasn't a battle where he could afford to think of training or testing new strategies.

This was a battle for survival.

And it worked.

For a brief mont, the boss's movents slowed, her body resisting against the force of his magic.

But the mont didn't last.

After only a few seconds, her head slowly turned, her gaze sweeping across the battlefield with eerie precision.

And then—

She vanished.

Arlon's eyes widened.

She had blinked.

This was the first ti he had seen anyone other than himself and Agema use Blink.

His mind raced.

Just because Blink had disappeared from Trion didn't an other planets had lost access to it.

The boss hadn't just broken free of Slow—she had done so in an instant, as if the spell had been nothing more than a minor inconvenience.

And now, her gaze was locked onto him.

A second later, she cast a spell.

Sothing ford at her fingertips—sothing Arlon had never seen before.

The attack shot toward him, twisting through the air like liquid fire, its color shifting between shades of black, violet, and silver.

Arlon didn't take any chances.

He blinked away.

But even as he moved, his mind calculated everything around him.

The battlefield was still filled with enemies.

He had to predict their attack patterns while dodging the boss's magic at the sa ti.

The strange energy passed him, missing by re inches.

Arlon turned his head, watching it from the side.

It wasn't like any elental magic he had encountered before.

It wasn't fire, wind, water, or earth.

It wasn't light or darkness, either.

It was sothing else entirely.

During their closed training, Agema had told him sothing important—

Not all planets had the sa elents.

The people who lived there adapted to their world, learning to control the elents available to them as they rged with mana.

So that ant—

This boss was using an elent he had no knowledge of.

Arlon's grip tightened.

He activated the Eyes of KET**, directing their power toward analyzing the boss monster in front of him.

The familiar sensation of information flooding his mind hit him like a wave.

Details erged, precise and absolute, as his ability tore through the surface of reality and forced the truth into his perception.

And what he saw made his expression darken.

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Level: ???

Race: ???

Abilities: ???

Weaknesses: ???

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Everything was hidden.

Even with the Eyes of KET** active, even with its ability to see through barriers, all he got was a screen filled with question marks.

That could only an one thing.

This wasn't just a level gap.

This was sothing beyond that.

An existence-level difference so overwhelming that even his Eyes of KET** couldn't pierce through it.

It was a fact that struck him harder than he expected.

The ability had always granted him knowledge—whether it was breaking through illusions, analyzing an opponent's stats, or seeing glimpses of the future, it had never failed him before.

Yet now, it was useless.

Of course, he was sure that there was only one existence level difference between them, otherwise, Arlon had already been defeated.

This wasn't an opponent he could afford to overestimate, but it was also not one he could underestimate.

The only reason he was still standing was that, despite the overwhelming difference, they were still within one existence level of each other.

If she had been even one level higher than that…

His instincts told him he wouldn't have even had the chance to fight.

His defeat would have already been sealed.

A thin exhale left his lips.

So, this was the true difference between SS-level existences and SSS-level ones.

The gap wasn't just large.

It was far greater than he had imagined.

And he hadn't even seen her true power yet.

While he was calculating his odds, the battle never stopped.

Spells continued to rain down from every direction—blazing fire, spears of ice, bolts of crackling lightning.

The mages in the group relentlessly unleashed their magic, filling the battlefield with explosions and elental chaos.

anwhile, the close-combatants and non-humanoid monsters surged forward, their bodies moving with lethal intent.

So carried weapons, others relied on their raw strength, but all of them were converging on him at once.

There was no ti to hesitate.

No ti to think about anything other than the battle in front of him.

Arlon clenched his fist.

It was ti to bring out his trump cards.

If he wanted to survive this—if he wanted to win—he had no choice but to use everything at his disposal.

Otherwise, this battle would end in his defeat.

And that was not an option.