Glutton Berserker ~The One That Exceeds The Concept Of Levels~

Mikriya is losing shape. Instead, the fragments of her soul swirl around me.

What will happen? As I watched, my soul's reconstitution seemed less gentle than I expected.

Her soul sharpens like a needle.

"I can't believe it..."

Expectations are in the middle.

Countless needled souls pierce my body. I went beyond the level of pain... and I was in pain.

It looked like he was being scratched from the surface of his body to his internal organs.

Just break it once and regroup. The pain in my soul was well reflected in my body, and it was a different kind of hunger from my binge-eating skills. And the change of soul also occurs in the body.

The flawed wings on my back began to grow, breaking my jacket. The two wings spread as vigorously as they stretched into the heavens.

Oh, two! I thought, but then two more wings came along. There were originally two wings that could not be broken, but only four grew.

Angelized Roxy and four matching wings. Proof that the color is the opposite of black and white is Dad's son.

"Huh, I'm just like me."

Nothing has changed in spirit. The other self was nowhere to be found.

(The other you didn't want to be one. I just connected the way. from here, what you do)

Mikriya...

(It's okay. You can do it. I mean, it was originally one thing... so trust the other self.)

"I didn't expect to see him with me..."

(I'll watch over you just like Keiros... Now, hurry ahead with those wings. before it's all over....)

Myklya's voice is gone. But the warmth of her soul is still in me. That proved her words.

Let's go, Fate

"Oh, with these wings."

Spread the four wings wide. At that time, I had a slight headache.

It feels like another self is rebelling against me. No, that's exactly what happened.

Still, I could move my wings. I'm sorry, but let me use my power as your Holy Beastman.

As he flapped his wings, his legs moved off the ground. I know how to fly strangely. Should I say this instinctively?

My body already understands what I should do so that the birds can fly without being taught how to fly.

Can you fly?

"Naturally"

Rushing up at once, the weight of the body suddenly disappears and seems to be integrated with the wind.

The path to follow is beyond the horizon - the end of the souls. I sewed the wreckage of the building like a sewing machine.

Faster... faster, faster.

The vortex of souls appeared just past the wreckage of the building. Outside the original flow, it creates a different flow. The soul that tried to pass by swallowed it.

At its center, the black cube was spinning at a high speed. There wasn't a single black cube that was producing that vortex.

What's that?!

It doesn't change anything, but it's a bad sign.

"Rybra set a trap...... damn"

I'm sure... it's coming!

The black cube is the core, and the souls are shaped into materials.

Things that have no substance - monsters flesh and blood with red and transparent souls.

It was ugly and tough.

"You've gathered monster souls..."

There is no form in which each person is irregular and determined. I gathered the monsters around the core and forcibly connected them.

That's why the head, hands, legs, and torso are all countless.

Still, all kinds of eyes are looking at me. It seemed like the opponent to fight and defeat was a unified perception.

I switched to a black bow and released magic arrows to block me.

"Shit."

The opponent is the soul. There is no substance. "

In other words, the attack is ineffective?

I guess so. Then we should destroy the core that made it up...

Black Cubes have the same indestructible attributes as Black Swords.

If we can break that core, that's the only way.

The secret of the sixth floor... is only Revolt Brewnak.

But it will significantly degrade your stats.

We can't do that before we fight Lybra. If I use the Revolt Brewnak here, I won't be able to reach out to Lybra with the rest of my stats.

Probably... Lybra knew that and had these soul monsters ready.

Even if I counted the monsters of my soul as far as I could see, there were more than 30 of them. I also felt the signs from behind. Looks like there's still a lot of them.

It's surrounded in all directions.

"After I die, until I become a soul... how can I be used like this?"

...... Fate

It's sad, isn't it?

It might be the first time I felt pity for a monster. They say they were human after their ancestors.

Being planted with a seed called skill, the soul was unable to bear it, and it collapsed into a human form. The sprouted seeds mutated the soul and turned it into a fit for it. Human souls - only hatred of people who have lost their hearts and adapted to their skills has remained.

There was a tremendous disparity in the human world between the skill supremacy of those who had it and those who did not. But perhaps those who have become more monstrous than they are are the victims. I don't think the monsters in that soul even have a heart that can understand that...

It's coming! Why don't you move?

Ignoring Greedo's voice, I was staring at the incoming soul monsters.

They're not living creatures. If the opponent is a soul released from the flesh, it may be able to devour it with the power of its bulimic skill.

And if I'm assimilated to my binge-eating skills, I think I can do more than that. And coming into this world full of souls, and through the help of Mikuliah, there is a feeling which is unprecedented.

Thinking so, he turned his hand to the one approaching in front of him. The moment I touched it, I heard an inorganic voice in my head.

Soon, the soul monsters were scattered and only the black cubes were left. And the liberated souls travel in the opposite direction to the horizon.

Feito, it looked like the Bulimic skill was activated, but what did you do?

Greedo asks in amazement. As I open up the monsters of my soul,

The soul did not eat away at me, but only at my skills and stats.

You're doing a dexterous thing.

It was Skill that created the cause of becoming a monster. And the status is also a by-product of developing skills.

I predicted that if I could get rid of only these things that affect my soul, I might lose my power and free myself from the shackles of the Black Cube. If that were not the case, a soul without power would not be a marvel.

Can you only grasp skills and stats from your soul? Then, if I could gain power from all those souls. "

"I can't do that."

Why?

”I can't eat it without consent...”

The soul monster that attacked me was forced to fight by the Black Cube.

Indeed, those soul monsters had eyes of hatred. But at the same time, those eyes resemble the dead trapped in their bulimic skills.

I was looking for help.

I only removed the monster's burden by devouring it. That means skills and stats.

“I still don't know what this power shows.”

Souls devoured with skill and stats still flew against the current in the direction we came.

Greed nodded as he watched it.

I see... you tried to liberate your soul.

Liberation of the soul?

Do you remember that? The Great Green Valley. ”

Galia's monsters were gathering to seek a place to die. There were countless monsters sleeping there from a long time ago.