MTLNOVEL Chapter 245: The Final Day
He watched the creature collapse into a mangled mess of fur and flesh, quietly breathing out before he continued along.
["All I have to do is survive. That's what I've been doing–it's all I know now."]
Between flickering into warm memories and being thrown back into the reality he faced, he simply marched along, taking small rests, and continuing to move. It was difficult to keep track of any time as he simply survived, hardly "living"--only pushing along in order not to die.
Using his blades to cut through anything that stood his way, he was a machine; unable to part with any thoughts towards just what he sliced through.
On and on this went until–
["One day remaining."]
He found himself greeted by that message while lying on his back as rain pattered against his face. In the flatlands of mud, he laid there without a thought, feeling exhaustion coursing through his body, yet he didn't focus on it.
It felt as if his entire body had become calloused, remembering nothing but fighting for survival for the indecipherable amount of time spent wandering aimlessly.
"Status."
[Level: 132] [12,450,00/35,000,000]
[Anarch Coins: 8,230,600]
The region was a graveyard of otherworldly creatures, their corpses laid in the rainfall; chromatic krakens, colossus born of steel, devils that fed on dreams–he had slain them all. He didn't spare the bodies of the fiends a glance, simply picking himself up as a silent breath fell from his lips.
["All I can assume is that I am the last person left. The final human among the once billions. What I find myself questioning is how come I ended up being the only one left? I'm not special. I wasn't even an average person–below that, I'd say.
But, when I think like that…For some reason, a small part of me scolds myself. It's not my own consciousness, no–it's just…I know they wouldn't let me think of myself like that. Always seeing the best in me, somehow."]
He found himself never letting go of his daggers recently, squeezing the handles so tightly, so naturally that they might as well be a part of his body.
"Finn, are you alright? Be honest with me."
The soft voice of the azure-haired girl fell upon his ears. He stood there, knowing her presence was impossible, though not rejecting it, "I'm fine. Just…a bit tired, is all."
Turning to face her, he was greeted by that caring smile, reaching his hand towards the one she held out for him—
Tap. Tap. Tap.
—There was nothing there but the rain. He knew that, yet that small solace was still missed. Though exhaustion plagued his body, he marched along the rainfall without any aim but to survive the day–
Rumble.
Everything shook once again, finding himself surrounded by the arrival of countless creatures, erupting from the ground, rushing in from beyond the boundaries. He was surrounded quickly, looked down upon by the monsters of countless shapes and sizes.
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["Gorgon Maneater"] [Level: 95] ["Void Griffin"] [Level: 87]
["Atomic Colossus"] [Level: 100] ["Zilla"] [Level: 110]
["Demi-God Crusher"] [Level: 101] ["Supreme Lich"] [Level: 114]
["Enigma"] [Level: 103] ["Esper God"] [Level: 120]
["Hyper Dogma"] [Level: 99] ["Doom Spawn"] [Level: 111]
There were far too many to be registered; dozens, hundreds–he didn't bother to count. Not a single thought plagued his mind, only what he had to do as he breathed out calmly, not granting any of the fiends eye contact.
["Massacre"] [4:59]
["Abyssal Agent: Ares"]
A cloak manifested over his body, shrouding his hood with a scarlet glow, imbuing through his body the authority of the divine presence—War. The moment the godly cloak extended over his body, the ["Enigma"] erupted towards him.
It was the foremost foe, a humanoid entity of pale-white, sleek skin, flickering like a skipped tape around him. He sprang forward, shifting the dagger in his hand into a massive claymore, cleaving it through the entity in a single swoop.
SPLASH
–A spray of blood fountained from the split entity as both of its halves fell. There wasn't a moment to stop moving as he was swarmed by the relentless denizens of the Bottom.
All he could see were the inhuman arms that stretched towards him, some sweeping up chunks of the very land he walked upon. The authority of Ares was activated, using the blood from the monstrous corpses to forge colossal blades.
He commanded the blood-forged weaponry, swiping his hand as the massive swords swept through the wall of hellish fiends swarming in front of him. It was a blender, spewing a colorful variety of blood.
As quickly as he turned those in front of him into mincemeat, another pushed through–
Before he could react, an entity moving as swift as a bolt of lightning pierced through the rainfall of blood and chunks, ramming right against him.
"Ngh!--"
Across a single blink of his eyes, he found himself in the air, knocking away aggressively. He attempted to gather himself to land properly, though aerial creatures intercepted him, along with those too impatient to wait on the ground.
Without wings, he was a fish out of water, yet–he set his sights on the angel-winged wendigo summoned swarms of needles towards him–
["Blink Slash"]
He used the claymore to obliterate its head in an instant, planting his feet on the now headless wendigo's shoulders. The weight of the claymore and the strength of his instant strike only left a bloodied paste of its scalp hanging over its torso.
The lengthy sword was transformed once again, returning to its natural dagger state as he glanced up at the closest those in flight.
A wingless humanoid of gray skin floated no more than ten meters away, raising its palms as the colossal corpses on the ground levitated. A telekinetic user of some sort, he deciphered in that moment, though it changed nothing–
["Blink Slash"]
--Just as the massive corpses were flung at hypersonic speeds his way, he passed by, attempting to split its throat open, though his blade met no such fate. He caught himself on the levitated corpse of an elephant-like monster being manipulated by the telekinetic fiend, glancing back.
[Enemy identified.]
["Esper God"] [Level: 120]
A spherical bubble shrouded the pale, bald humanoid as it stared at him with its fractured, higher-seeing eyes. Watching its hands slowly move, he hopped off the corpse just as it was twisted and crushed, exploding into a downpour of blood.
Looking down, he watched a swarm of monsters wait for him on the land before–
The muddy ground was split and fractured, being lifted up in massive chunks each befitting of street blocks.
"--?!"
He landed on one of the rising chunks, witnessing other mountainous pieces of land floating in the air, carrying flightless fiends on them as well. In the air, he saw the one responsible; the Esper God, commanding the land as a mere tool.
In the young man's exhausted mind, he focused everything on taking out the most dangerous one in his eyes.
[Abyssal agent deactivated.]
Just as the cloak abandoned his body, he exhaled only once before quickly forcing oxygen into his lungs–
["Abyssal Agent: Hermes"]
The black-and-gold cloak quickly replaced the aspect of War as an exhilarating swiftness overtook his body. He took off in a sprint, sprinting on the air as the chunks of floating land were split and crushed along with the fiends on it.
In the sky, the Esper God moved its hands like an orchestral coordinator, using stone and bones as high-speed projectiles.
He stayed on the move, sprinting through the sky right for the telekinetic calamity. Sprinting upwards, defying gravity entirely, he raced towards the high-strung entity–
Just as he got close–
It pushed a single palm down, bringing an immense pressure sweeping downward like an unseen mountain collapsing on the sky. He was swatted down like a fly, brought back down to the mud as he gasped out.
The breath was forced from his lungs, feeling an intense ache course through his body as he gasped out. Despite feeling his internal organs ache, he didn't have a moment to waste as he kicked his legs up, forcing himself to his feet as he set off.
As he sprinted with the essence of godly speed, the territory around him was lifted and split chaotically, being terraformed wildly from above. The perfect moment needed to be found, bypassing the senses of the esper–
["Astral Ripper"]
The movements of his daggers echoed with cosmic slashes, ripping through the sky. Each of the colossal strikes were intercepted by the esper's barrier, bouncing right off.
'This thing is as strong as Sirius was—maybe not quite as powerful, but more lethal in its behavior,' Finn analysed, sprinting across the shifting land rapidly.