The Greatest Warrior of All Time Returns

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Chapter 494

The space where only silence remained felt familiar, and yet it made my mind reel.

How had it been at first…….

After I came out of Labyrinthos, when I saw myself fallen into Labyrinthos, whether it had been a hallucination or a dream.

I had been swept away by it to the point of falling into extreme panic.

In truth, even now, there was probably no other reason my mind felt dizzy.

As time passed, I had managed to shed it to some extent, but even so, there was no way to do anything about this feeling of anxiety.

There had definitely been no problem when I entered this place from Lazarus.

But in the opposite case, for some strange reason, the power would not manifest.

“Could it be. Does the performance only come out properly when Yog is alive?”

Was the power easier to manifest when Yog, the target, was alive?

Thinking it over carefully, I let aura gather at my fingertip and wounded my arm in order to manifest one of the traits I had gained while fighting Yog, an active-type trait.

[Unique Authority – Regeneration]

The energy gathered at my fingertip amplified in an instant and shook fiercely.

And then, as if nothing had happened, it recovered in the blink of an eye.

“It works fine. Why is only subspace not working?”

At this point, a chilling hypothesis began to come to mind.

[With all due respect. I have one hypothesis.]

“Yeah? I think I’m having that same thought right now.”

[There is a possibility that it has been judged that your existence has become too powerful for the Lazarus dimension to bear.]

This was really.

A frightening hypothesis.

If the Librarian’s words were true.

It meant I could no longer return to the Lazarus Continent.

Why had this happened?

That had to be traced back to after I brought Yog’s main body and all of his contamination into subspace.

Yog had not died by my hand immediately after crossing over into subspace.

The power coming from the Hall of the Martial God had continued in a method where, during the fight with Yog, special powers were continuously added to my body according to his offensive moves.

For example, the moment I was struck by his power called [Existence Impact], a power close to instant death, I developed resistance to Existence Impact, and eventually reached the point of ignoring it.

Was that all?

As befitting a primordial monster, he possessed truly horrific and varied powers.

When I was injured in the fight against him.

I gained a self-recovery technique, and in order to break the unknown immortality dwelling in his body, I awakened a power that could smash it apart.

Considering the number of powers accumulated inside subspace, there was definitely a possibility.

Had I now become an entity Lazarus could no longer handle?

That was a little……. unpleasant.

In truth, if that were not the case, it was hard to explain.

Even now, it was a subspace ability that rotated like a black hole above my hand and created an accretion disk.

The manifestation of the ability itself worked, but I could not manifest the power the way I had when entering this place.

“Still, this feels a bit unfair. The Chief God was like that too, and Yog also shoved his way in however he liked. But now, after all that, I’m not allowed?”

The time I spent after escaping Labyrinthos had not even reached five years.

That was why the displeasure surged even more.

After suffering so much, I had returned home.

And now, not even five years later, I was being isolated again.

I had never decided on such a damned fate.

At that moment.

The Librarian provided me with some information.

[If you permit it, I will read the information of the Hall of the Martial God in order to confirm the information.]

“What? Are you sure that’s okay?”

[I expect that an extreme load will be placed on the required resources. I judge that it will be difficult for me to give proper answers while confirming the information.]

Unlike the thing that had merely spoken to me in Labyrinthos, the Librarian possessed a slightly different aspect.

In a sense, it was as though a being that had been like a machine, without any ego, had gained a self.

Even so, it was a guy I had grown attached to, so I wanted to stop it, but…….

“……Can you do it?”

[I can.]

After thinking it over, I nodded.

[Beginning link with the Hall of the Martial God. Reading information.]

“Stop if you think it won’t work.”

At my command, the Librarian’s characters slowly appeared after a moment of silence.

[I will definitely return.]

“Librarian.”

[I cannot say that. However, in the several years I have spent with you, perhaps I may have grown attached to you.]

Why are you doing this all of a sudden?

Acting like you never used to.

[I do not originally make irrational judgments. However, this once, for your safety, and for your happiness, I intend to make an unreasonable decision.]

“You listen to me well. So come back no matter what.”

[Thank you for your efforts. I shall withdraw now.]

I hoped, if possible, that those words would not be its last.

It was then.

The confrontation that had fallen completely silent began to shake, and things like tentacles made of bizarre light poured down from the sky.

Upon seeing that, I reflexively drew Pragarach, adjusted my grip, and frowned.

“What is this. Why is he resurrecting again……. No. This doesn’t seem like Yog…… oh, fuck?!”

The moment bizarre clusters of light began to ripple across the surface of the gigantic tentacles, my eyes widened.

Kraaaang!!!

Immediately afterward, along with a massive roar, a strange ringing echoed in my ears, and my hand went numb.

The Will of Immortality activated once again.

And, inside my body, another new power slowly began to manifest.

In other words, this meant that, this time as well, it had been a completely new form of attack method.

On top of that, it was alien enough to pierce through my protection, which was plastered all over with defensive traits, and infiltrate.

An explosion?

Could this be called a simple explosion?

After the light disappeared, there was nothing intact in the surroundings that were revealed.

Not only the ground I was standing on, but every element had collapsed and evaporated.

Of course, since this subspace was my space, it was restored quickly…….

But ultimately, the fact that an explosion not on a planetary scale, but on a stellar scale, had occurred in a single blow made my blood run cold.

Bzzt…… bzzzzzt.

[Unidentified massive energy…… bzzzzzt. Confirmed. Target entity. Judged that Leon Cascadia’s power has exceeded the standard…… Judged to be a self-purification action attempting to seal him in subspace……]

Crack!!

“Don’t talk.”

The Librarian’s letters lit up before my eyes, then were torn in half as if affected by something.

It was a sight that made it clear just how intense the overload the Librarian had spoken of was.

Even while being overloaded because of the Hall of the Martial God, it was giving me such information.

To begin with, why was information like this stored in the Hall of the Martial God?

In any case, according to the Librarian’s words, the world itself had judged that my existence had become too strong and would cause a problem for the Lazarus Continent, and was trying to isolate me here.

“It’s one mountain after another.”

If that was what it was going to do, it should have stopped Yog when he was causing a ruckus across dimension after dimension. I could not tolerate it acting that way only now.

“There’s a limit to shamelessness.”

I knew it was trying to trap me, but I was not worried.

Because I was not enough of a sucker to simply let myself be beaten.

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The world’s system, which had imitated Yog’s form, did not have anything that could be called reason, so it did not scheme.

It simply crushed down with an overwhelmingly superior weight class.

However, because of that, the fact that the enormous power itself covering the sky was all an enemy felt hopeless.

At the very least, Yog had possessed a weakness.

I continued cutting down the tentacles made of light, but it resisted desperately, as if it would stop me from returning to Lazarus no matter what.

Each time I cut and severed it, it also attempted to counterattack against me.

As if it had been hiding them until now, powers I had never seen before continued to drive me back, but every time that happened, I manifested a new trait.

Or strengthened an existing trait, endlessly becoming stronger.

Adaptation……. Yes.

It felt as though the range and speed of adaptation had become overwhelmingly stronger.

One thing was certain: even against the power of this system, like white blood cells carrying out the world’s self-purification, the power of the Martial God was resisting.

So. I could be certain that the existence of the Martial God had not been a concept created solely for sacrifice from the very beginning.

I would make the path myself.

No matter what blocked me, I could not forgive anything that interfered with my life.

The more a powerful existence revealed new powers, the more I also adapted and became stronger in accordance with it.

The Hall of the Martial God was that kind of place.

The consumption of power increased just as much, but for that purpose, the powers I had accumulated all this time, such as mana and aura, were supporting me.

It was truly fortunate that there was no particularly lethal martial art or the like in the movement of the gigantic energy.

To begin with, this much power itself would have no need for something like martial arts.

But for me, who wielded interference power from an equal position, that would have been fatal.

At this point, I became certain.

The total quantity of energy I contained had already become vast enough to interfere with the world itself.

It was at a level where I could understand why some law that constituted the world was trying to regulate me.

Perhaps, because I had stepped into the gap between Lazarus and the outside of the outer dimensions through subspace, it had seized the opportunity and was trying to seal me.

Because the limit of power a living being could originally contain had been overlapped several times over, it was no different from another gigantic world having been formed within me.

How could I catch that thing, which had no weakness and kept pouring out endlessly?

Fine tentacles that flew in like flashes of light pierced through several of my vital points, including my heart and abdomen, and tried to take my life.

However.

My body, reignited once more by the Will of Immortality, did not permit my death.

As the price, a certain amount of mana or aura and the like was consumed.

But it was not at a level that became a major threat.

“I’m going home.”

As if clearly conveying that fact, I chewed out my will word by word.

Would simple firepower make it possible?

I shook my head.

If so.

I had no choice but to make it collapse on its own, as if resonating, even without me needing to touch it directly.

As if throwing out a gamble, I moved the enormous mana accumulated inside my body and condensed it into Pragarach.

At the same time, as if adapting, a new trait began to form its shape inside my body.

It was the power of the Martial God.

The propellant would be aura.

The main body would be mana.

The gigantic energy in the form of tentacles manifested something like a giant jewel in the sky, as if desperately trying to stop me.

Before long, enormous energy collided within that jewel, and then a beam of light possessing a mass that seemed capable of destroying the world poured down, swallowing the area.

Resistance ability concerning physical force continued to rise.

Even so, the beam continued trying to suppress and crush me.

Having quickly restored the breaking earth and fixed a foundation on which my feet could stand, I was filled with certainty.

What was blocking me now was not the Lazarus dimension or the outer dimensions themselves. It was some separate system.

If so.

Smashing this apart would probably not cause a problem for Lazarus.

Let this white blood cell carrying out self-purification recover on its own.

After that, I additionally manifested the power of another hall that the Hall of the Martial God had arbitrarily devoured in the past.

I captured the jewel fully in my eyes.

And.

I placed the magic I had prepared onto the spearhead of Pragarach, which I had transformed into the form of a spear, and took a stance as though throwing a javelin.

[Trait Manifestation – Chain Collapse]

[Trait Manifestation – Absolute Conservation of Total Quantity]

“Stop clinging and open the door!!”

Kraaaang!!!

Pragarach flew toward the jewel, piercing straight through the beam crushing down on me, a beam several hundred kilometers in diameter.

All of my power dwelling in the spear that shot upward as if it would pierce the sky touched the collective body of gigantic energy in tentacle form that covered the heavens.

Crackle.

The beginning was a very short spark.

However.

Soon, a gigantic spark spread in all directions and spread to all those elements that filled the sky.

The phenomenon that occurred afterward was chain collapse.

Starting from the point where my spear touched, light slowly seeped in.

At the same time, centered on the point where the spear touched, a very small gap opened.

Without even hesitating, I snatched the falling Pragarach and manifested the [Subspace] ability again.

The subspace ability that had been suppressed by the gigantic energy only now manifested its power and guided me outside.

However.

As if it had no intention of letting me out just like that, even as it broke apart, it obstructed me in a clingy manner.

Because of that, I failed to return to Lazarus in one go.

The damned thing was an invader that had invaded the subspace I created, yet now, because I possessed an excessively powerful strength, it was blocking me.

A useless lump of energy that had stayed silent when Yog was causing all that chaos.

A useless system that was neither the will of the Chief God nor Yog’s will.

The way it did not help when it was actually needed made me feel like I was looking at a corrupt official.

Of course, I was not completely denying the concern that thing had judged.

In reality, some of the traits I had obtained while fighting Yog were applying a load to my surroundings in real time.

That said, in the case of traits I had no reason to use outside, I deactivated them without lingering attachment.

If necessary, I could activate them then.

I had no reason to deliberately burden the Lazarus dimension itself either.

Even so, at the movement of the energy trying to follow me outside and obstruct me, I raised my middle finger in the crack of subspace.

“Fuck off.”

At the same time, before that power could escape, I locked subspace itself as if sealing it shut.

After leaving subspace, I took the familiar gigantic dimensional gap into my view.

This space was both a passageway and a crossroads that led everywhere.

However, it was close to a void where no physical laws, nor non-physical laws, existed.

Because of that, I could not possibly find the correct path.

Since I knew of the existence of closed worlds, I had to worry that if I entered the wrong place now, I might fall not into the Lazarus I knew, but into some other bizarre place.

“I should have brought Laplace’s Compass.”

It was difficult to find the right path with only the same light and torrent of power.

I realized that the power that had tried to seal me inside subspace had only been a part of the power within this torrent.

And. I also realized that this gigantic torrent, unlike the power sealed inside subspace, did not try to stop me.

“I’ll quietly get lost, so don’t you guys interfere either.”

No answer came back.

To begin with, it did not try to stop me, and simply flowed.

It was like a gigantic river with no will and no law.

Such words were written in the scripture.

That the Chief God had created the world within this gap that merely flowed, with nothing in it.

In other words, the power here had to be an independent something that was not mixed with the will of the Chief God or any other transcendent being.

First, I simply moved blindly.

It’s disgustingly hard just to go home once.

“Let’s see if I ever use the subspace ability again. Librarian. Answer me.”

[…….]

The Librarian did not answer.

Could it have collapsed from the extreme overload while making contact with the Hall of the Martial God?

I felt uneasy.

But for now, all I could do was hope that it would return and hand me some useful information.

I stepped through this gap, where a living being would not last even a few minutes, like a pilgrim wandering through a desert.

It was then.

[I am…… sorry.]

“Librarian?”

[At present…… there are no means left to guide you.]

“What?”

[In order to return to the place where you were, contact with something that came from there is necessary. However…… in that world, there is currently nothing capable of making contact with you.]

Would Grivy or the undead I had left there not work?

Judging by this, it seemed impossible.

It might have been different if I had left my power itself behind.

But that was not the case either.

It was my mistake for not clearly knowing how to use the power.

My expression darkened as I read the letters that seemed to be broken here and there.

The Librarian was still in contact with the Hall of the Martial God, handing me the source of that power and the information hidden within that power.

Yog was dead, and the Chief God was silent.

The Archangel was impossible, and Lucifel was sealed.

In such a situation, it meant that some other something that had reached divinity had to attempt contact with me…….

But no such being remained on the Lazarus Continent.

Should I force it and create a new trait from the Hall of the Martial God?

Was it even possible to begin with?

I did not think I had been able to intentionally manifest power in that way.

It was then.

-Baby…….

I had the illusion that the soft voice I had heard before reached my ear.

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