Boom~
Kaisen didn't use his claws this ti. Instead, he simply used his bare hands to rip the tentacle that was grabbing his ankle.
There was no way a level 121 creature could stand up against a level 240 pervert. It was simply impossible.
He used his strength to pull himself to the ground, tearing the tentacle like it was a piece of paper.
The tentacle ca free with a boom, sparks flying everywhere. For a second, the fla hands of the creature didn't move at all.
It was like the creature was contemplating what the hell was going on.
One minute, the human was level 120, and now he was way stronger than the creature at level 121.
'Good. I have five minutes anyway. There's no way this fight will be dragged out that much.'
Kaisen cracked his neck, popping the bones inside his body.
Level 240 was no joke. He felt like he was filled with enough energy to lt the world. It was simply too much.
"Let's get this over wi—huh?"
Kaisen was ready to kill the creature, but the sudden movent caught him off guard.
The creature's flaming tentacles, resembling a blooming fire, suddenly started to retract into the broken glass do which still had the side portion intact.
"Nah, nah. There's no way in hell I'm gonna let you go, motherfucker. Not before I cure my dearest Alice."
A sadistic smile ford on his face as the shattered top of the do began to reform, like soone was fixing it.
"Gonna hide now, eh?"
Kaisen leaped and dived straight into the rapidly closing do. His fist connected with the newly reford glass.
What took him multiple stomps earlier shattered with just one hit.
Boom~ Crackle~
As he dove inside, the fla hands surrounded him, painting his vision with bright orange colors.
'Oh, this shit again?!'
Suddenly, sothing happened to him—sothing well within the logic of this twisted world.
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His level was dropping fast. It wasn't like the Night Shades or their king—this was slower, or maybe it felt slow because he was such a high level.
But he didn't falter; the creature was right there. He couldn't lose here, not with everything on the line.
If he lost, he'd lose his friends and himself. That was not an option.
He glanced up and saw the glass do had completely reford, trapping him inside with the fla hands and the creature.
Scenes of Alice and her little antics flashed through his mind.
'What the hell! Is this what they say about replaying monts of happiness before you die? Well, I'm not gonna die here.'
But he was glad he was seeing the monts. They gave him motivation to keep fighting.
The scenes were vivid but short: her cheeky smiles, her flustered face when he teased her, the way she kissed him and presented herself in a skimpy outfit the first night she willingly gave herself to him.
And that mont, when she hugged him to sleep while he was healing in the queen's palace. Every mory was like a flash.
It was only a few days ago that all of those happened, but now, it felt like years.
The scenes were so vivid, it was like she was actually there, hugging him.
He felt his heart warm and sothing in his chest.
He had never felt it before, but he had a suspicion of what it was.
'...I really do like her, don't I?'
It was strange and weird. He chuckled, a single tear streaming down his face.
He didn't notice that his level had dropped down to 90.
'So I must not fail here. For her. For . For everyone.'
He took a deep breath and braced himself, the mories fueling his determination.
An intense glow below caught his eye, more brilliant than the tentacles themselves. He pushed himself towards it, but suddenly stopped mid-air.
Tentacles that looked like flas surrounded him, and on what looked like the ground, a small fire burned with one comically large eye in the center.
It stared at him, seemingly smiling despite having no mouth. He couldn't go any further down; he was down to level zero.
'Level zero? What the hell? Even in the ga, you start at level one, not zero.'
He was baffled, but one thing was clear: this tiny fla was responsible for all the chaos.
The crosses, the desert, the Night Shades, and Alice's condition—all of it.
'What is level zero? And why's that thing so ugly?'
He didn't know, but he knew that killing this thing would end the battle.
"And how would you do that?"
?!
Kaisen heard the voice from sowhere around him.
His first instinct was to suspect the fla, but it didn't have any mouth to speak.
"What the fuck?!"
Was there soone else in this do? Another boss guarding this stupid fla?
If that was the case, he swore he would find the developers of the ga and whoop their asses.
"Look down, mortal. It is I, the Hand of the Fla, that's talking."
The voice was proud, like a god addressing its subject. Kaisen frowned and looked down at the fla on the ground.
"You can talk to ?"
He couldn't believe he was talking to a fla.
"I can speak directly to your mind. I'm not bound by mortal things like a mouth, for I am a god."
"Wow, so cringe..."
Kaisen spoke honestly.
"Wh-what did you say now, mortal? I can just burn you to death right now."
The fla threatened him, but Kaisen understood what type of creature this was.
It was the sa as him, at least, a while before.
"I know what you are. You and I were the sa. A weak, pathetic, lonely creature whose ultimate power is your tongue. You try to wiggle yourself into people's hearts and take control of them. But we are not the sa. No, you are not the sa as . Because unlike , you've failed."
"What are you on about? You're done. You don't have any power to defeat nor any power to escape from here. You're level zero. You are even weaker than a terminally ill person. You will rot here. With ."
The fla's voice sounded smug, like it was smirking. But Kaisen just smirked back at the fla, his lips curling in a boastful grin.
"You would've burned alive if you had the power. You would've killed without even saying anything to ."
His smirk widened, knowing he was right about the creature all along.
"The only reason you aren't doing anything is because you're just a brain. A fla that kindles all these mindless creatures. And all I have to do is extinguish you to end this battle."
The fla didn't respond for a mont.
Kaisen was sure he had called its bluff correctly.
He had suspected from the mont the tentacles took so ti to process the sudden surge of power in him.
Then they tried to hide again, seemingly knowing he could be dangerous for the fla.
And the final blow was this: the fla's reaction. It wasn't attacking him and only talked.
'So it's a brain. I wonder why the fla is a brain?'
Was it just a design or did it have an actual purpose?
"...And how are you gonna kill ? You don't even have the power to co to , let alone go up. You're suspended there until you rot away. And it's true I'm weak, but right now, you're weaker than ."
The fla's words were laced with a mocking tone, but Kaisen knew he was onto sothing.
Kaisen shook his head, unable to contain a maniacal laugh.
He couldn't believe his luck—nor could he believe he was about to resort to the most absurd tactic to defeat a boss monster like this.
"Do you know what my greatest strength is?"
He asked, looking down at the flickering fla.
"..."
The flas remained silent, prompting Kaisen to press on.
"It's not my power. It's not any weapon but . Myself. And I'm about to show you my greatest weapon now."
Before the weight of his words could sink in, Kaisen slowly unzipped his pants and revealed his greatest weapon: his very own monster that had been sleeping.
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