My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly! novel Chapter 80

Chapter 80: Outer God (1)

In the silver moonlight of the twin moons, the forest below was bathed in its glow.

Here, countless flora and fauna flourished, thriving in the moon’s gentle embrace.

But amidst it all, a source of light shone above, burning with an unusual intensity, far surpassing anything ever seen. It was unlike any campfire’s warm flicker, far fiercer in its brilliance.

Nearby, a figure lay, drenched in green blood from head to toe, sleeping soundly with eyes closed.

Above this body, hovering in the air, were tentacles coming out from the void.

Hundreds of them, their sinister form aimed directly at Eryke the Third.

The tentacles moved with an eerie slowness.

The slowness itself was more terrifying than any rush of speed, a sense of inevitability building with every moment.

They wrapped around his limbs, binding his hands and legs, lifting him from the ground as if he were a mere ragdoll.

Then, one of the tentacles shot toward his ears.

From the shadows, whispered voices turned into mocking chuckles:

"Once we have this strong creature, we can draw others to us. They’ll become our slaves too."

"It’s a bit of a disappointment that those pigs died, but it’s worth it in the end."

Just as the tentacle neared his ear, Eryke the Third’s hand shot out, claws striking at the appendage with force.

In a single, swift motion, his eyes snapped open, revealing boundless blue pupils:

"Have you had your fun?"

Mana surged from his core, and a black haze enveloped his body.

"Aura Spell: Aura."

Snap!

With a sharp crack, Eryke the Third unleashed all his strength, obliterating the tentacles in an instant. He landed on the ground with a graceful flip, his gaze fixed on the darkened sky above.

His narrowed eyes swept over the countless shadows, but his expression remained unfazed. Inside, however, his thoughts churned:

’How the hell do I even kill any of these shadows?’

The question lingered in his mind, unanswered for the moment.

A sense of confusion settled within him.

The shadows roamed in the sky, and whispers slithered into his ears:

"Haha, we don’t know how you managed to break free, but you will not leave this place."

"Be obedient, and we may show you mercy. Resist, and you will suffer for eternity."

’Let’s try it.’

With a single push against the ground, Eryke the Third propelled himself into the sky, his fist gathering all his strength for a crushing blow with glitter starlights.

The shadows, swift and evasive, darted away just in time, narrowly avoiding his strike.

"Give up, little insect. You cannot harm us."

A whisper echoed in his ear, and a wave of discouragement washed over his mind.

"Give up."

"Give up."

The words repeated, each echo sinking deeper, and with every repetition, his limbs grew heavier, weaker.

His vision blurred, his body succumbing to exhaustion.

"I will never give up."

With bloodshot eyes and a roar that shook the air, he defied the crushing weight on his spirit.