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Ramsden. rlin. Wazki

Who would have thought.

More than two hundred years ago, the outbreak of war startled the Elder Race from their slumber.

When the “Eternal Night” descended… humans were dethroned from the apex of predators, and doomsday arrived.

As Eternal Night enveloped the sowhat peculiar Ancient Mountain City-Perugia, a bizarre transformation occurred.

This ancient city, steeped in rich human history and preserving the pre-Christian Etruscan culture, was favored by an Elder Race being, who held there a mad feast.

This Elder bestowed the living beings within the city with a chance by conveying the information to each life form’s brain in a way that transcended language.

To do the ‘craziest thing they could think of’ within 48 hours.

Those who t the standard had a chance to survive.

At the end of the deadline, none of the humans achieved the madness standard and all fell into the Abyss, becoming the lowest level of mad servants.

However.

A mouse hiding in the dark depths beca the only ‘qualifier’.

This crazed mouse, due to ‘genetic mutation,’ was roughly three tis the size of its peers.

Incomprehensibly, within the allotted ti, it consud all of its kind within the alleyways, trash heaps, sewers, and human dwellings, not leaving a single one behind.

Moreover, it was particularly picky about its diet, only eating brains… perhaps one of the reasons for the mouse’s exceptional intelligence.

The ‘crazy act’ t the standard.

Not only was it given a chance to survive, but it also received a ‘blessing’, directly from the Upper Old King…

As if its brain was enveloped by tens of thousands of soft tentacles.

The mouse instantly gained unique consciousness and transford into a massive rat egg, absorbing the nutrients from all the dead life in Perugia City, bypassing the lower stage of Wild Beasts.

Upon hatching, it beca a Demon, a Ratman Demon with an abnormally developed brain.

And the mont it erged from the egg, it beheld the supre deity who had bestowed the blessing.

Waves of madness, transcending dinsions, pierced into the Demon’s brain like nails,

“I didn’t expect such a weak world to contain a few interesting creatures.

I shall bestow upon you the na, ‘Ramsden’.

I have given you the chance for rebirth and freedom, so… what can you give , Ramsden?”

The Ratman Demon knelt on the ground, answering with the utmost devotion tinged with madness: “I will dedicate all the madness within Perugia City to You and then offer up the madness from the entire territory of Italy as a sacrifice.”

Receiving the answer, the Elder Race being left behind a piece of parchnt and departed.

…

The Execution by the Holy Sword…

The shield crafted with chaotic Moonstone at its core failed to achieve Damage Transfer.

Or rather, the young man’s strike exceeded the Moonstone’s tolerance limit and couldn’t be transferred… an Execution in one sword strike!

The butchered body that the Holy Sword had struck.

Whether it was the dirty rats hidden in the flesh or the excess brains trying to reassemble the body, all were erased, reduced to ashes and smoke.

So form of ‘subjective interference’ was also severed by that sword strike.

Clang!

The sun and moon shields fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Dumps, who should have been in the center of the battlefield, too, had left.

Dumps had taken out his fastest speed to dodge to a very distant place… even a hundred ters farther than where Knight Vino was, just a mont before the Holy Sword fell.

“Huff… huff…” He gasped heavily.

A shade of ‘fear’ still lingered in Dumps’ eyes.

He had never shown such a tense expression before and murmured to himself, “Where did Nicholas get this power from? Why… do I feel so uneasy?

That mont just now actually gave

a sense of ‘falling.’

I’ve lost my composure. I must adjust quickly… The lord of Perugia City belongs to The King, and if I’ve touched upon that realm, there may still be a chance for rebirth.”

Dumps tried his best to steady his mind.

The aura diffused in the junkyard, though greatly weakened, still lingered.

…

In the depths of the plane.

A humble Ratman clutching a brain stood at the edge of the pitch darkness, with the never-ending Mad Abyss beneath its feet…

Its ntal state was not yet sufficient to journey to the deepest parts, nor to partake in the “The King’s” hosted madness party.

If it rushed to embrace madness, it would lose all its sense of reason.

It would beco a powerful yet completely lost walking corpse.

“What can you give , Ramsden?”

The question from two hundred years ago echoed in the Ratman’s mind, stronger than at any ti before.

This ti, it no longer responded verbally.

Instead, it took a step forward, disregarding all consequences, and threw itself into the deepest part of the Mad Abyss, giving everything to this mad sovereign.

In the process of falling into the Abyss, it was as if ti reversed, or as if experiencing one’s life flashing before death.

Ramsden slowly reverted back to the original alley mouse, living in the darkest, filthiest corners, ostracized by other rats of its Sa kind due to genetic mutations.

Yet, it survived strongly on its own, foraging for food, dreaming a beautiful dream in the ‘bottom layer’ where no other rats wished to live.

Gradually,

Unable to touch myth, it could not accept the madness of the lower levels,

Its consciousness faded away, turning into an absolute being of madness.

…

Above the skies of Perugia City.

The Grey clouds gathered together, slowly forming a giant abyssal maw leading into the depths of Eternal Night.

Commanders stationed at the mountain’s foot, awaiting the outco of the War, all turned to this phenonon, their faces displaying great dismay.

The center of everything.

The junkyard area,

At the spot where Lord Han Dong had Executed, a grey sphere appeared.

Hum hum hum!

The mont the sphere appeared, Han Dong’s brain imdiately had a strong Resonance reaction.

This Resonance forced Han Dong to his knees, unable to rise,

One hand supporting him on the ground, the other clutching his head.

As the feeling of Resonance erged, Han Dong glimpsed faintly a ‘being of madness’ being bred within the sphere… A mad existence capable of Devouring him.

“Togu… take

away first.”

An order was given.

A chain stretched directly towards the ‘trash pillar’ hundreds of ters away, to rendezvous with the teammates there.

As the distance increased, the Resonance weakened, and Han Dong murmured with difficulty, “This guy… actually gave up his consciousness, letting madness Devour himself.”

“Nicholas, you’ve played too big… If it had been any other Ancestor Body, that stroke of yours would have been the end. Who knew, it would be a Servant of an Upper Old King, willing to abandon everything, able to achieve so things against the rules.”

Dumps too had a wry smile on his face.

“What do we do? Run?” Vino stared at the scene before her, her whole body trembling.

Before Han Dong could make a decision,

A domain centered on the grey sphere expanded outwards.

All the material in the junkyard was sucked into the sphere, used to construct the mad being.

A hand erged from the sphere, a massive arm amalgamated with rats, Grey matter, junk, building materials, and various other substances from Perugia City.

The released contaminant of madness was even stronger than before! Powerful enough to crush Han Dong and the others with a slap.

And as everything surrounding was absorbed, the grey matter at the edge of the junkyard beca incredibly weak… until it completely dissipated.

Hiss hiss hiss!

Sounds of steam jets and gear movents followed.

Troops imrsed in the War, clad in “Power ch,” stepped into the area.

“The timing is just right…”

Watching the Besieging Knights pass by his own squad and stand in front of them,

Han Dong, with a smile on his face, casually rested his arm on Dumps’s shoulder.

“Let’s go, it’s ti for the final cleanup.”