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◈ SSS-Class Revival Hunter ◈

Chapter 259: Sealing the Dragon (2)

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[The Ki Dragon Dwelling in the Deep Sea falls asleep.]

The massive turtle slowly buried its head in the jungle.

Kwoong!

Dust and sand whirled around the palm trees felled by its massive body.

[The Ki Dragon Dwelling in the Deep Sea falls into a deep sleep.]

The Ki Dragon's back rose and fell gently. It began to breathe comfortably. The breath was so immense that, with each exhale and inhale through the Ki Dragon’s nostrils, the jungle foliage trembled as if caught in a fierce wind.

"Hmm."

Beneath the trembling palms, stirred by the dragon's breath, there was someone flapping their wings.

"We have selected only the best Dream Demons from our race, who are adept at manipulating, guiding, and leading dreams. There's no need to worry."

A high-ranking member of the Vampiric Tribe.

During their speech, the vampire never blinked. Their posture was awkward, and the language they spoke seemed jumbled and clumsy, as if translated by a machine.

It was expected.

This vampire was a kind of conduit. Currently, they were completely possessed by the Dream Demons, their memory, mind, and even their body fully under their control.

"Ugor."

Uburka looked somewhat perplexed in front of them.

"Excuse me, but what's your name…?"

-[We] have no name.

The handsome vampire stated blandly.

-We are us.

"That's as useless a proposition as [Daddy is a lunatic]."

-For us, there is no you and no I. Only dreams. In dreams, anyone can become you, and anyone can be I. That's why we are us.

Uburka shrugged his shoulders.

"Ah, well, I take it as you saying there's plenty of you. Alright?"

-.......

"Your silence seems like a yes. Ugor. So, Dream Demon, or should I say Dream Demons, how long can you keep that Ki Dragon asleep?"

Uburka pointed at the behemoth.

The Ki Dragon was unimaginably huge, large enough to be called an island. Roughly once every twenty minutes, that monstrous island exhaled with a vast hiss, then inhaled again twenty minutes later.

A literal heaving mountain.

"Now is the time! Finish the construction quickly, Lime!"

On the slope of that heaving mountain, snails were crawling up with great effort.

"We must complete all work before the dragon awakes!"

"Cover its entire body with support structures! We need enough space for as many people as possible to cultivate Aura at once. Lime. Its body keeps moving, so account for all of that in the construction!"

"We will finish it within the day!"

They were the Mountain Snail Tribe, in charge of construction for this operation.

A full four thousand members of the Mountain Snail Tribe climbed the monster's body. Unlike most races, which had to walk with their feet planted on the ground, the Mountain Snail Tribe easily climbed walls by secreting sticky mucus.

Even now, they were the same. The slightly trembling mountain slope was just a light picnic course for them. They wielded tools and lumber with four or five tentacles and started the construction. From afar, they looked like tiny people crawling on the body of the giant Gulliver.

"We can't let those little guys get hurt during the construction."

Uburka commented.

"Hundreds of thousands are flocking here from across the continent. The number may even exceed a million. We'll need every one of them clinging to it and absorbing its Aura for this to have a chance, but if that dragon wakes up, it'll all be for nothing."

-7 days.

The vampire, possessed by the Dream Demon, spoke.

Uburka immediately dropped his nonchalant demeanor and turned to the vampire with a serious expression.

"7 days? You can keep it asleep for 7 days? Ugor. That's impressive…."

-Counted according to your system, our Dream Demons number a staggering eight hundred thousand. Eight hundred thousand Dream Demons are imitating the sea, showing it the refreshing texture of waves through illusion, and presenting a continuous dream of what the Ki Dragon desired: catching the impure, tearing them to death, and making them die of disease. Eight hundred thousand of us.

"......."

-We satisfy the happiness of the Ki Dragon, console its sorrows, guide it to where its sorrow was born to overcome its trauma, and support it in understanding why it exists, and if it must exist, what the purpose of that existence is. 800,000 Dream Demons are working on it.

The vampire sighed softly.

-Anyway, for the next 7 days, we'll ensure that monster sleeps soundly without even snoring. How much Aura you can absorb from this monster in these 7 days will be the key to this operation. Ideally, absorb the Aura vigorously enough to shrink it down like a doll.

With that, as if concluding their words, the vampire flapped their wings.

At that moment, Uburka reached out and grabbed the vampire's leg. The flapping continued, but the vampire couldn't fly away.

-What is it?

The vampire, now a Dream Demon, asked incredulously.

"Sorry, but. Ugor. I still have something to ask you."

-Ask.

"From what I know, hundreds of years ago, before our daddy visited your dreamy or whatever world. You guys were just selfish, weren't you?"

-.......

"You didn't care whether the Merfolk or Earth Spirit Tribe outside died or lived as long as you could expand your dream world. You were content living in dreams, enjoying endless plays. But why, what change of heart made you cooperate with us on such a monumental event involving the fate of our races?"

Silence lingered for a moment.

-You do not trust in the goodwill of others, Chairman of the Fire River Council.

"Regrettably, I only trust my own goodwill."

-Half right, half wrong.

"Hmm?"

Uburka tilted his head.

Looking down at the largest Earth Spirit warrior in history, the Dream Demon raised one corner of the vampire's mouth.

-You not only trust in your goodwill but also in your father's goodwill.

"......."

-Tell your father when you see him. Next time he visits our world, we won't be so easily subdued as [last time]. Even the creator who claimed to have made this continent was put to sleep by us. Would your father, revered as a god by you, be any different!

For the first time, the Dream Demon laughed out loud. As Uburka's grip weakened, the Dream Demon pulled away and flew into the sky.

Flap, flap, flap!

As one Dream Demon flew away, hundreds, thousands of vampires followed. They had been waiting in the dark shadows of the jungle for the conversation to end. Countless vampires flapped their wings, and their wings, along with the palm leaves, covered the sky.

And soon, they vanished into the distance.

"Ugor."

Uburka chuckled bitterly.

"He wins people over wherever he goes, regardless of their race. Our daddy really is a sinful man."

Clang! Clang!

The sound of the Mountain Snail Tribe working with their tools echoed through the heart of the jungle.

"Amazing! Truly incredible!"

We were watching the whole story unfold from the disqualified contestants' waiting room.

The Mountain Snail Tribe had actually finished the construction in just one day. The wooden beams and stairs formed a geometric harmony, allowing anyone to easily climb onto the monster's body. The Heretic Inquisitor's eyes sparkled as he admired the holographic architecture.

"The architectural knowledge I taught them has survived intact! Their empire fell, and they spent hundreds of years living in foreign lands. Ahaha! It is more delightful than I expected to learn that the children never forgot my teachings!"

"You consider them your children only at times like this…"

"What are you talking about, King of Death? I've always regarded the Mountain Snail Tribe as my children! I’m proud to have nurtured and cared for them."

Yeah. The image of a very affectionate parent who gifts their children a slave from the Ghost Tribe for Christmas, saying, 'Kids, this year I brought you a Ghost Tribe slave as a present! Be careful not to break it while you abuse it!' springs to mind.

"…It truly is a magnificent sight."

Black Dragon Master murmured from the side of the couch.

"The Earth Spirit Tribe and Mountain Snail Tribe, along with the Ghost Tribe, have almost all arrived. Other races are also gathering steadily. ...We might actually clear the stage without any harm."

The hologram showed a scene of races from all over the continent converging.

Many of them were Aura users. When the warriors took the lead and swung their swords, the wildly overgrown jungle trees flew away like straw. Where the trees were cut down, roads were formed. Like hundreds of spread-out blood vessels, main roads and alleys appeared throughout the jungle, and through them, the races walked unimpeded.

Undoubtedly, the jungle was pulsating with [all races] at that moment.

-This way to the Aura absorption ascent!

The Fairy Tribe set up stalls to welcome visitors. Where people gather, money gathers, and where money gathers, fairies gather.

Unfortunately, that's what the Fairy Tribe is in this world.

-Tired from cultivating Aura? Well, look at that! We have heaps of white ginseng, famous for relieving fatigue! What good is accumulating Aura if it only leaves you exhausted? A true master isn't someone who accumulates Aura, but someone who enjoys life! Have a bowl of white-ginseng soup before you go!

-If you meditate in the lotus position all day without sleep, it'll be disastrous! You need at least seven hours of sleep a day! There are many nasty bugs here, and the leaves are sharp, making it impossible to sleep, really impossible. But don’t worry! Cozy hammocks are prepared for you!

-Buy insect repellent! If you apply it to your body, you won't get bitten at all! Buy insect repellent!

.......

Isn't this a bit too spirited?

Aren't you guys there to make money rather than absorb Aura?

We all looked at the Countess in disbelief.

"Eh? Why are you looking at me?"

Still transformed into a cat, the Countess leisurely scratched her chin.

"Money should be made when there's an opportunity. Money is a flow that needs to be grasped when fortune comes. In that sense, I think I've raised my children well. If I could, I'd even send the subordinates of Sang-Ryun to learn from these kids."

"Countess... No, never mind. Just stay as you are forever…"

The Paladin patted the cat's back and sighed. Meow, the Countess contentedly settled on the Paladin's lap.

While the disqualified contestants' waiting room was leisurely, the characters in the hologram were bustling with activity.

-Now's the time, 000000!

-Leave it to me, FFFFFF!

256 members of the Ghost Tribe climbed onto the Ki Dragon's shell and sat in the lotus position in unison.

-Hhhhhhhm!

Then each Ghost Tribe member kindled a brilliant Aura and performed the Great Energy-Absorbing Art.

The so-called 256-Color True Color Ghost Squadron.

The legacy left by Viper and currently, in real-time, the culprits tormenting our hearts. What's with that codename? Do you really think that's the best, Celestial Martial Clan Master…?

"Are all 256 of them Vipers?"

Black Dragon Master said with a disgusted expression.

"No. Only one of them is the Celestial Martial Clan Master. The rest must be Viper's elite disciples or their descendants."

"How do you know? It's not easy to distinguish them here…"

"Somehow, I just know."

I grinned wryly.

'After all, I've become a rival.'

There was one among them where gray and violet Aura intertwined. The codename would probably correspond to the gray something or other.

Centered around that Aura, like a rainbow, the brilliant Auras burned brightly.

Apparently, Viper had established [Celestial Martial Clan] in this other world from floor 36 to 38.

"Anyway, what matters now is that we have a chance to defeat a monster judged [Impossible to Clear]."

I smiled.

'Go, guys.'

And I cheered in my heart.

'Drain it dry, down to the last drop of marrow.'

Not only the rainbow-colored Ghost Squadron, but also the Earth Spirit Tribe, the Pure Humans, and the steadily arriving warriors and workers of every other race gathered around [the Ki Dragon Dwelling in the Deep Sea] and assumed the lotus position.

On the 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th day...

The jungle soon became a sea of people.

Warriors approached those who did not know how to cultivate Aura and kindly guided them. An Earth Spirit mother held a child's hand and climbed the wooden stairs built by the Mountain Snail Tribe. None of them seemed to believe they ought to show hatred toward one another.

Something unimaginable a thousand years ago.

But facing the arrival of [The Ki Dragon Dwelling in the Abyss], the races united as one.

'Go.'

I clenched my fist.

'This 38th floor isn't being cleared by gods from another world.'

Despite the night, the jungle was as bright as the Milky Way.

The Auras raised by countless children burned in red, green, blue, and the colors imbued in their imaginations.

The night sky shimmered like silk, soaked in the colors emitted by those races.

'You guys. You are the ones breaking this quest!'

And.

The father's encouragement undoubtedly reached the children.

[The Earth Spirit Tribe undergoes evolution!]

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