Chapter 614

[Level Up with the Gods Side Story Episode 90]

* * *

There was almost infinite magical power in Tartarus.

The great sea of hell is entirely made up of dark magical energy, and the souls of the dead are floating in that sea.

And if the living entered into it, they would become prey for the dead.

but.

Chiji chijiji-.

Just one person in the nearly eternal history of Tartarus.

A person who was not the owner of Tartarus entered there and was alive.

-You came late.

Chijiji-.

A huge dragon that brightens up the dark Tartarus.

Its numerous heads were chewing on the souls of the dead.

Ananta, the king of monsters.

The modifier in front of the guy’s name was never excessive.

“I guess you were waiting?”

-I waited. It’s so boring and boring here that there’s nothing to do.

“Didn’t the other guys play?”

-They are insignificant ghosts who have died and wander here. Where would I fit in if I wasn’t up to par?

Ananta’s voice was polite.

Yuwon felt that Ananta’s attitude towards him was different from before.

“Have you always been this polite?”

– Because I didn’t know you back then.

The eyes of countless dragons looked at Yuwon.

In the sea of Tartarus.

I could feel the countless souls floating there being afraid of him.

– Where are you? I found out that all the souls serve you. That must mean you deserve it.

“So? You will be one of them?”

-Please don’t treat me like these bastards.

Tsutsutsutsu!

Ananta unleashed a bright bolt of electricity.

It must have been quite a short period of time, but Ananta’s lightning was dazzling, as he may have been devouring the dead in Tartarus during that time.

-I He is the king of all monsters.

A voice that exudes pride.

In response to Ananta’s determination not to submit to anyone, Yuwon left one person behind.

Although he is now wounded and lying down,

he is proud of himself more than anyone else in this tower. The guy who calls himself ‘King.’

‘He looks like that guy.’

Zeus, the king of Olympus.

The way he spoke was different, but Ananta, who was full of pride, seemed to overlap with him.

One thing was different.

Unlike Zeus, who was now an ally, he was still an enemy.

“No.”

That’s why Yuwon came here.

Anyway, if we leave it like this, he will be trapped in Tartarus forever and someday he will become a handful of magical power.

“You will become one of them.”

That was a bit of a shame.

He was the king of monsters.

He ruled over hundreds of millions of monsters spread throughout the tower.

There would be no more waste than consuming such a thing as mere food for the sea.

-Are you here to provoke me? ? Or did you come to mock him?

Ananta’s eyes lit up.

Ever since Yu-won came here, the guy has been showing hostility. He was

polite in words, but he was sharpening his sword inwardly.

Perhaps now he is thinking that Yu-won is making fun of him. It seemed like he had come here to mock.

But that was wrong.

“I came to make a bet.”

He hated wasting time, such as ridicule or provocation.

Yu-won liked betting.

You can win by risking something.

Unlike gambling, where you have to rely on luck, Yu-won liked betting.

“I’ve never lost a bet .” .”

No matter what he risked or did, Yuwon always won.

Ananta was now in front of me.

King of monsters.

A being with more power than Zeus.

It meant that if such a guy was the opponent of the bet, there was a lot to be gained.

-What bet?

“Isn’t it unfair?”

Instead of answering the question, Yuwon asked Ananta in reverse.

“If I were alone. And if you had other colleagues, you wouldn’t be like this now.”

-Are you feeling unfair?

Klarara-.

Several heads opened their mouths and burst into laughter.

[‘The goat of the Black Forest with a thousand babies’ appears.] [

‘Foolish chaos’ appears.]

[‘Amorphous ■money’ appears. [They appear.]

Let so many names appear.

“I’ll tell you now.”

Ananta felt something was wrong.

* * *

He was special.

Ever since I was born until now.

“From today onwards your name is Ananta.”

Parents whose names and faces I don’t remember.

They gave themselves the name Ananta after hatching from an egg with only one head.

“You are special. “That too.”

special.

What do you mean?

I didn’t know at first.

A newborn baby who has just been born cannot understand words or think like oneself.

It wasn’t until much later that I realized it was special.

“So...”

Quaddeuk-.

The memory of that time was so vivid that it remained as a dream every single day.

“Chew it thoroughly.”

That’s how he started his life by devouring his two parents.

That’s why he couldn’t remember their names or their faces.

They were already in his stomach.

Around the age of three, children mixed in with people and played with their parents. I looked.

They looked happy.

The child who fell asleep in his mother’s arms.

The child who ran and fell and cried and then stopped crying when his father patted him.

Their parents too. They

were all happy and cherished each other more than their own lives.

Only they . No.

Even the mere beasts that Ananta had seen with his own eyes all seemed happy.

“Wow...”

And then.

Ananta realized what he had done.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”

I don’t know how much I vomited.

What is certain is that it seemed like it had been over a hundred days.

Without eating anything. As if trying to get what’s inside out.

“Huh, huh, huh-.’”

That’s when I came to my senses.

Ananta realized his identity.

‘I am a monster.’

It was literal.

In this tower, monsters refer to beings that are unable to think rationally and only seek to kill.

The tower gave them experience points and made players hunt them.

He was different.

He was capable of normal thinking and had greater strength and wisdom than the players.

But nonetheless, Ananta thought.

‘I am a monster more than anyone else.’

He said he was a monster.

If a child who grew up eating his or her parents from birth is not a monster, then what could he be?

So Ananta ate everything in sight.

Since he was born from the mother and father who gave birth to him, there was nothing to hide from.

As he got stronger, his hair grew longer.

Numerous players who received the power of the tower sealed themselves as their bodies grew bigger day by day.

But he was confident.

“You are special.”

I can’t remember the name or the face.

As the mother who gave birth to him said, he was special.

however.

‘What the hell?’

Crack-crack-crack-.

Meeeeeee-.

Countless teeth filled the interior of Tartarus.

And the crying goats and flames inside.

The dragon’s heads shrank a lot.

The dragons of Ananta were frightened by the peacock that appeared with its wings wide open.

Looking at the being before him, Ananta felt an unfamiliar feeling for the first time in his life.

-You...

a being more special than yourself.

The shabbiness of facing a being with an incomprehensible name and power.

-Who are you?

Fear.