Solo Leveling: Ragnarok – 99



Episode 99

foreign god

Outer Gods

Absolute beings who have created countless universes since time immemorial.

Italim

[…At one time the ‘god’ of our world was one of them.]

A conversation he had with Ber once passed through Suho’s mind.

The god who originally created the world this Earth belongs to was also one of the Itarim.

However there was one thing that even such an absolute being could never avoid and that was ‘death.’

And his ending was truly gruesome.

revolt of angels

The angels who were born as God’s apostles one day realized the truth.

That the god they served was neither good nor just but was a cruel being who enjoyed creation and destruction.

Realizing this fact the angels eventually rebelled against God and succeeded.

[So God eventually died. And that too by the hands of the angels he created.]

However the problem started from then on.

A world without God.

A land without an owner.

The vast amount of mana remaining in this world literally belongs to whoever picks it up first.

This fact was noticed by foreign media and other Italim scattered across that distant dimension.

[From then on foreign media began to turn their eyes to our world.]

At first it was a first-come-first-served battle.

The key is who arrives first and plants the flag on this land.

Whoever lives here.

Whatever the dead Itarim created here.

It was an extremely simple running race where all you had to do was destroy and eat everything.

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But when they arrived unexpected variables were waiting for them.

That variable is…

[Our king is the father of Sogunju.]

The god of this land was dead but here was a new king who ruled over death itself.

The greatest fragment of brilliance and shadow lord Seong Jin-woo.

In other words Su-ho’s father led a large army into space and began to block Italim’s army.

…It was the beginning of the ‘foreign media war.’

[Our war was extremely fierce and continued without end. Even at this moment.]

No one could guarantee the outcome of this war.

On the other side there was an entity that endlessly repeats creation and on this side it was an immortal army that would regenerate itself no matter how many times it died.

No one knew how long that precarious balance would last.

Just fight and fight again.

[Then in order to break the tight balance Lee Ta-rim tried a different move.]

Detour right away.

Since the front door guarded by Seong Jin-woo was too strong to break through he decided to turn around and attack the back door.

[That place is Earth.]

In fact Earth was the most unpleasant area for Italim.

Because the remaining magical energy was so weak compared to other dimensions there wasn’t much to eat.

But at the same time it was also a place with many loopholes that could be exploited.

The Apostles of Itarim who had chosen Earth as their target immediately began melting the dimensional wall to open a path to Earth.

As a result the gaps in the already imperfect dimension began to twist uncontrollably and gates began to appear mushrooming on Earth.

However surprisingly those who invaded Earth at the gate were not the Italim army but dimension refugees.

After being defeated in the War of Monarchs the tribes of dead monarchs who had been torn apart began to invade Earth.

[I thought italim’s apostles were working in secret after that but…]

“Was it like this?”

Suho glared at the mad-blooded tyrant with eerie eyes.

Mist Burn.

A flame demon that burns brightly using dead humans as its wick.

The corpse of a demon who died in exactly the same way was burning.

Of course there were obvious differences from Mist Burn.

A wick made from a human would quickly burn to ashes but a wick made from a demon would be much stronger than that of a human.

Grumble!

Flames flickered above the neck that had been cut off by the guardian’s sword and a shape resembling a face appeared.

The appearance was as if a flame demon was wearing full-body armor called the ‘Devil’s Corpse’.

[He really is like a snail.]

Ber clicked his tongue as if it was funny.

“Tyrant King!”

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“Tyrant King!”

All around demons trembled and bowed to the appearance of the Gwang-Blood Tyrant.

A heated atmosphere like fanatics meeting a cult leader.

However as if the Gwanghyeol Tyrant could not hear such a sound he was only interested in Suho who was the only one here who did not bow to him.

“…This is interesting.”

Eventually the mouth of the mad-blooded tyrant who was looking at Su-ho with an interesting gaze opened and a voice with a strange resonance flowed out.

“I never thought I would find someone like you in a place like this.”

Gulp.

At those words Suho looked nervous.

‘Could it be that you realized my identity?’

It was not good for the Apostle of Itarim to know that the Shadow Lord’s son existed here.

‘Because I am my father’s only weakness.’

Suho swallowed dryly at the sight of the bright-blooded tyrant who seemed to have noticed something.

It was obvious what the consequences would be if the identity of the power he used was revealed to ‘Italim’ rather than anyone else.

As Guardian he could not help but be embarrassed because he could not have imagined that he would encounter an apostle of Italim in a place like this.

“Hehehe!”

The mad blood tyrant split the corners of his mouth and burst into laughter.

“I never would have thought there was a demon noble still alive!”

…Hmm?

For a moment Suho’s tense expression relaxed.

Vert seemed to do the same whispering softly in Suho’s shadow.

[Hmm. I think it’s because the energy of Volkan and Esil is felt very strongly by the Little Lord right now. It would have been better….]

It was then.

The bright blood tyrant’s eyes shone insidiously.

“That’s amazing. “He is even the successor to the monarch’s power.”

[…!]

“…!”

At those words Suho and Ber’s eyes widened at the same time.

Parbat!

Suho was ready to jump out at any moment and cut the guy down.

In my head I already thought of 13 ways to kill him as quickly as possible.

[Solord! We must kill him here! If we miss him here the information about the Little Lord could be leaked to the enemy camp…!]

It was then.

“How on earth could a demon clan become the successor to the Fang Lord?”

[Kkiek?]

“How did you know? “He has good sense.”

[…Little Lord?]

It was Su-ho who quickly nodded and answered the question of the bloodthirsty tyrant.

Suho felt Ber’s gaze staring at him with a puzzled expression from under the shadows but he ignored it.

The bright blood tyrant smiled meaningfully.

“Do you think I am a fool? “It’s impossible not to notice that your body smells like an animal.”

[The Fang Lord the king of beasts looks at the Glorious Tyrant with a pitiful expression.]

Although he felt like he could hear Rakan clicking his tongue from afar Suho maintained a shameless expression.

And he proudly revealed his identity(?).

“You are right. “I am a demon noble who inherited the power of the Fang Lord.”

“I see. Haha. Good good! “I never thought I’d find someone like you in a remote area like this!”

He was a mad-blooded tyrant who burst out laughing in satisfaction as if his proud appearance had paid off.

As the sound of laughter echoed throughout the Colosseum the demons shrank even more.

It’s not that it’s not but Suho is currently in a state where Gray has been transformed into his body.

Also although he held Volkan’s horns in his hands rather than his head it was natural to think of him as a demon who could weaponize his horns like Esil.

‘good. ‘I managed to hide my identity.’

[Is this okay?]

Suho who was smiling in remorse heard Esil’s absurd voice but pretended not to hear it.

During the battle Quay and Ver appeared outside but fortunately the Gwangblood Tyrant did not seem to notice.

[So what on earth is your plan?]

When Esil whispered inside Volkan’s horn Guardian returned the words to the Gwangblood Tyrant in their entirety.

“So what are your plans?”

Su-ho threatened the mad-blooded tyrant with extremely haughty and arrogant eyes as if he were a real demon noble.

At those words the mad blood tyrant looked at Su-ho as if it were laughable.

“Was he the guy who came here targeting me from the beginning?”

“Stop talking nonsense and tell me why you use slaves to collect hell iron in a remote area like this.”

Many demons were enslaved here but all they did was mine hell iron.

What on earth are you trying to do by collecting so much Hell Iron?

There was only one reason that came to mind.

“You’re not preparing for war are you?”

As Esil once said hell iron was the most used material for making weapons in the demon world.

Hell iron stained with demonic energy is not only hard but is also an ore that reacts best to demonic energy allowing for a significant magic amplification rate.

In response to Suho’s question the Glow-blooded Tyrant opened his flaming arms and pointed at the demons in this wide Colosseum.

“ruler! Can you see it? This place is already completely under my control. But as you know this is at best a fragmented demon world.”

The reason why this place is called a frontier.

There were countless demon worlds scattered here and there wandering aimlessly in the gaps between dimensions and this was just one of them.

“I plan to train these guys and conquer all the demon world. and….”

The expression of the mad-blooded tyrant looking at Su-ho became even darker.

“I will place all other dimensions under my feet. “I will kill and kill and eat them all.”

It was like that.

The goal of the madblood tyrant or rather the apostle of Itarim was to use demons to take control of the demon world starting from here.

And one after another they conquered other dimensions and eventually…

‘I’ll reach out to the Earth.’

Suho narrowed his eyebrows after learning what Italim’s apostle was planning.

Meanwhile the mad blood tyrant increased his evil spirit even more and quenched his appetite.

Then he focused that momentum towards Suho.

“That’s why I was looking for someone like you.”

“Like me?”

“okay. How much stronger will I become if I wear the body of a demon noble like you as armor? Haha. “It’s thrilling just to imagine it.”

I’m ecstatic.

The bright-blooded tyrant wearing the body of the devil warden like armor looked as if he had already obtained Su-ho’s body.

It was by no means a bluff or an illusion.

Because all the demons that filled the Colosseum were his slaves.

But even in this overwhelmingly dangerous situation…

‘Ber.’

Suho was asking Ber a question with calm eyes.

‘Father… have you been fighting these guys forever? by yourself?’

[That’s right.]

Ber answered seriously.

[The king always fought alone. In a place no one knows in a time no one remembers.]

And even at this moment…

Su-ho’s father Seong Jin-woo was still fighting a lonely fight.

At the far end of the universe where no one can reach.

‘…I see.’

Suho nods his head silently.

Those eyes began to burn quietly.

“I’m sure my father is very bored.”

therefore….

“I have to go see you in person.”

To be honest I don’t know if it will be of any help.

Still as an only son shouldn’t you go and rub the shoulders of your father who is struggling alone in a foreign country?

“…It would be better if you pack some gifts and bring along with you.”

Suho’s eyes turned to the intimidating mad-blooded tyrant.

Yes a gift.

It’s a gift.

First let’s start by solving the little things in front of us ourselves.

“Get up.”