Solo Leveling- Ragnarok

Ber was surprised by the sudden change in the battle situation.

Wedge-

The blade wind swirls around as the shadow soldiers attack.

Boom! Boom!

A whirlwind blows at their every step.

It had a similar effect to the attack by the ‘Blade Wind Ravens’ that were wandering around outside of Elvenwood.

Kuwaang-

The spirits tried to scatter to avoid their attacks, but were swept away by the giant ice hammer that Sirka swung and were unable to leave the place.

-Heeeeeeek-!

Damn it!

The startled spirits screamed in shock.

And with that expression, he froze in place like a sharp icicle.

It was a spectacular view.

[Your Majesty!]

Ber looked back at Suho and let out an exclamation of admiration.

[How did you learn such a great skill!]

Ber took a quick look at the structure of Suho’s newly acquired skill.

An ability that temporarily increases the attack and defense power of shadow soldiers!

“Buff skill?!”

Cha Hae-in, who had been striking lightning bolts in all directions with the Demon King’s longsword in front, also suddenly

had his eyes wide open at the sight of shadow soldiers imbued with attribute powers.

Cha Hae-in, like Ber, also found out how valuable the buff skill used by Su-ho was.

buff.

This is an ability that is mainly used by support hunters, such as healers, to assist party members in battle, and its types vary greatly.

And the larger the raid party, the more people there are.

The higher the difficulty of the dungeon.

By utilizing various buff skills appropriately, a much safer and more efficient strategy is possible.

But if you were to pick the skill with the most versatility and usability, all hunters would unanimously choose ‘Attribute Buff’.

‘A buff that adds attribute damage to allies! In a situation like this, it’s the most efficient buff!’

Melee.

Especially when dealing with so many different types of demons like we do now.

If you use attribute damage well according to the compatibility of the beasts you are facing, it is possible to inflict much more damage with the same attack.

But Ber had a different perspective from Cha Hae-in.

Let’s take a closer look at the pros and cons of ‘Spirit Weapon’ written by Suho in a more clear and specific way.

[Kieeeeek! How admirable! You use spirits instead of mana to strengthen your soldiers!]

One advantage.

That it doesn’t use mana.

This could be said to be the most efficient in that it allowed the Guardian to save mana, a key material for maintaining the Shadow Legion.

Advantage two.

It is fundamentally different from ‘Skill: Monarch’s Realm’, so the effects overlap at the same time.

Three advantages.

The more spirits used as materials, the greater the buff effect.

But the problem is the last one.

The third advantage was also a disadvantage.

A skill that absolutely requires a material called spirit instead of mana.

What I was saying was that the limitations were clear.

[It’s a shame. It’s a very useful skill, but it’s an ability that only allows the young elf to use the spirits he catches as materials. Even then, the strengthening effect ends the moment the spirits are destroyed, making it a consumable skill. In short, it’s far inferior to ‘The Monarch’s Realm’.]

In that sense, Ber could quickly figure out who Suho had received this skill from.

Berga turned his double-edged sword on and looked at Sirka, the descendant of the Cold.

[Keeek! How disgraceful! If you want to use more spirits as materials, I feel a strong desire to raise that young elf quickly!]

That’s why all the dead monarchs were evil men.

A symbol that pretends to help Suho at first, but in the end, asks him to take care of his descendants in some way.

Didn’t the Fang Monarch originally have the same purpose in enslaving Gray to the Guardian?

Of course, Suho was also aware of that fact.

“But it’s a business where no one loses. Let’s think positively.”

[Anyway, the little lord is too kind and fell for it… … Ki-ek?]

Ber, who had been grumbling, suddenly looked into Suho’s eyes and realized something.

[… … Your Majesty, really?]

Hehe.

The expression on Suho’s face as he looked straight into Ber’s eyes and smiled was very similar to the proud look on Sirka’s face as she succeeded in imitating Silad’s power, albeit in a weak way.

“Yeah. This will definitely help Dad too.”

[… … filial son!]

Bam!

Ber’s admirable filial piety eventually brought tears to his eyes.

Regardless, Suho lunged forward with his weapon in hand.

Chomp chomp chomp chomp chomp chomp!

In front of him, alongside the soldiers, the guardian slaughtered the enemies of Elvenwood, and Verga followed him, sobbing continuously.

“Ber, you told me last time, right? No matter how strong I become, I can never be as strong as my father. And the same goes for my soldiers.”

[Ugh! That’s unfortunate! The shadow power that the little lord inherited is nothing more than a ‘skill’ that is nothing compared to the power of the lord!]

“Even if you cry with an expression that doesn’t show any pity, it won’t be comforting at all.”

[But what can we do? It’s an obvious fact.]

“Oh my.”

Suho snickered and cut down the roots of the Elvenwood sprouting from the ground.

The facts themselves are completely devoid of humanity and empathy.

But no matter what, Ber’s words are always right.

And that was something that Suho always worried about.

When you finally meet your father after working hard to become as strong as you are now.

‘How much help can I be to my father?’

‘Can my shadow soldiers be of any help to the force?’

Even on Earth, this is all he can do, so how effective will his power be against the real foreigners his father is dealing with?

“In that sense… … .”

So, after recently receiving the power of destruction from Yongje and seeing Sirka’s ability today, Suho finally found the answer.

“In the end, this is all there is to it. It’s the most effective way for me to be of real help to my father.”

Buff right away.

Suho said with a smirk.

“It’s war, right? War is a battle of strength and strength, but at the same time, I learned that you have to be able to create v

ariables with various strategies and tactics. That’s what my father taught me.”

Of course, that’s what you said when we were playing together.

A refreshing expression appeared on Suho’s lips as he said those words.

okay.

Thinking back, it was just a buff.

In order to protect the Earth where Itarim’s apostles, who are not Itarim but Itarim’s disciples, are active, this problem could be solved by continuing to work hard like now to gain experience and become stronger.

But Suho’s ultimate goal was not limited to Earth.

After the Earth’s problems have been definitely solved.

Going to space to meet my father, who is at war with foreigners.

Fighting side by side with my father.

Isn’t that the meaning of the name ‘Woojin’, the guild that Suho created?

But the problem is, what if it doesn’t help the power anyway?

If that were to happen, Suho would only become a burden to his father.

‘… … Because I am my father’s only weakness.’

But until when?

How long must I live as a child who needs to be cared for?

“My father already saved the world by himself when he was my age.”

Knock knock!

Suho’s rough hands, gritting his teeth as he spoke, pulled out the roots of Elvenwood with force.

Following its roots, the flames of destruction flowed to the pillars of Elvenwood.

Suho stretched out his other hand towards it and released his power.

[Use ‘Skill: Breath of Destruction’.]

Kuwaaaaah-!

Elvenwood, a place where powerful karma is piercing through.

Looking at that sight, Suho remembered what he had seen today.

The lives of the elves who were raised by Elvenwood.

The history of the struggles that King Silad lived through after being defeated and killed by his own father.

The noble elven lord who was left alone in the midst of a bitterly cold blizzard from which everyone else had fled, gritted his teeth and fought and won against the world.

“Not only Father, but also Silad fought the bitter cold alone and won. And even Sirka… … .”

Yes, that’s right.

Even the tiny little Sirka was a child of the bitter cold, learning to walk in a snowstorm from the moment she was born.

Since all of these conditions were met, Silad chose Sirka as his descendant as soon as he saw her.

‘But what about me?’

Suho never overestimated himself.

No matter how much I leveled up, I wasn’t foolish enough to get drunk on the feeling that I had become stronger.

-Your son is in a bad state after a brief encounter with him. Has the peaceful peace diluted the Shadow Lord’s blood?

The words spoken by the King of the Dragons, the Lord of Destruction, who was his father’s arch-rival.

The words he heard back then are still, even at this moment, in Suho’s mind, no.

It dug deep into the heart of the dragon that was beating inside Suho’s chest.

Thump! Thump!

As long as the hellish karma received from this dragon boils along with his blood.

Suho will never be mistaken.

‘A very ordinary person who grew up in a peaceful and comfortable environment. That’s me.’

The only thing that sets me apart from others is that I was born to good parents.

The only thing is that I inherited special blood.

But for Soo-ho to show off like that, he already knows too much.

Look at the Sirka right in front of me.

It was never because of Shirka’s bloodline that he was chosen as the monarch’s heir.

Because he had proven his qualifications through his own life.

In that sense, Suho ripped off this buff skill from the Lord of the Cold.

“This ability not only strengthens my soldiers, but can also buff my father’s Shadow Legion.”

At those words, Ber’s eyes widened like the crescent moon.

[That’s right. Although limited, this skill is clearly applied separately from the Shadow Power. Oh, and by the way, the King is no longer a spirit, but when the rulers’ soldiers die, he uses their energy to buff the soldiers.]

“… … !”

Towering.

At those words, Suho’s once proud expression became dispirited.

“What? Your father isn’t a spirit, he’s an angel? You’re using an angel as a sacrifice to give him a buff?”

[It’s recycling. No more new angels are born from the World Tree. But… … .]

Looking at that guardian, Ber simply smiled and said that he was proud.

[It seems that the buffs of angels and spirits will also stack at the same time. In other words, it will be helpful.]

Finally receiving Ber’s approval, a smile appeared on Suho’s lips.

okay.

He still had a long way to go.

He was still his father’s only weakness.

But at the same time.

“I am the variable. The only variable in this war. It will be so.”

[… … !]

Ber’s eyes grew wide and brighter at Suho’s confident declaration.

Suho smiled, revealing his teeth.

“So just wait and see. I will do whatever it takes to help my father.”

Kkwarreung!

With those words, the giant tree Elvenwood finally collapsed before the power of the guardian.

Engulfed in the flames of destruction.

Phew! Whoa! Whoa!

Tremendous heat.

A green city turned into a sea of fire.

Boom! Boom!

A white lightning bolt falling from the sky.

Damn it!

Below them, the high elves were shattered into ice statues.

It’s a true natural disaster.

The city of the high elves, who had maintained their beauty by using humans as fertilizer, was destroyed overnight.

“Save the people.”

yes!

At Suho’s command, the shadow soldiers moved in unison and began rescuing the survivors trapped underground in the city.

[… … .]

Ber watched the scene silently.

And I was recalling a memory from some time ago.

-My lord, wouldn’t it be okay to return the power to the little monarch now?

It was a conversation that Sung Jin-woo and Igret had about Suho’s sealed power.

-There have been several tests before, but this is the first time that the Little Prince has reached the King. I think it is a passing grade.

At that time, Sung Jin-woo shook his head firmly and said in response to Igrit’s words.

-If I had tried to confront the dragon with only my own strength, would we have been able to win?

There was one part that Sung Jin-woo was most worried about as he tested Su-ho in his dreams over and over again.

It’s just recklessness.

It could have been packaged as bravery, but it was different for a father who was worried about his son.

-No matter how strong your power is, you need to be able to run away in situations where victory is not guaranteed.

And now, at this moment.

-It is foolish and reckless to rush into a strong enemy without any calculation.

“It is foolish and reckless to rush into a strong enemy without any calculation. You need a plan.”

[… … !]

Ber’s eyes widened.

Suddenly, the words that Sung Jin-woo had wanted so badly came out of Su-ho’s mouth while he was rescuing people.

Of your own volition!

But it was never because Suho was afraid of death.

For Suho, who had lived with shadow soldiers since birth, death was not the end.

Maybe Suho’s recklessness started from there.

Not fearing death, knowing that it is not the end.

But ironically, after seeing the life that Silad lived, the life of fierce struggle to not die, Suho came to realize an important truth.

“It’s okay to die. But I don’t want to die a stupid death that leaves me with regrets. I need a solid plan.”

With those words, Suho opened his inventory.

And the thing he took out was the item he had found after defeating the ‘Crazy Tyrant’, who was an apostle of Itarim in the demon world.

[Item: Itarim’s Stone Tablet]

Difficulty to acquire: ??

Type: Stone slab

This is a stone tablet engraved with the language of Itarim.

A special spell has been cast on it.

At that time, Ber knew at a glance what this thing was.

-I know what this spell is. I have seen Itarim’s forces use it to communicate with each other during the war.

-You communicate with the stone tablet?

-Yes. The problem is that there are two in a pair, but here, I see there is only one… … .

-The other one is probably held by someone else. Like the one who sent the mad tyrant here.

“Harmakan, analyze this stone tablet thoroughly.”

The order to protect has been given.

“From now on, we will track down the apostle by any means necessary.”

The real hunt has begun.