I Login Alone

Jung Si-woo’s recognition of the Death Knight’s ability in advance could only be described as intuition. What was more important was the connection of the senses allowed him to read the instantaneous moments and act quickly! As his Mana detection ability lacked until the end and finally reached maturity, Jung Si-woo was qualified to move on to the next stage on his own.

As soon as Jung Si-woo stayed in the air for a short time, something like a Big Bang of mana happened unexpectedly. Six skills were combined into one, mixed together, and spread throughout his body the next moment with a big explosion that dimmed his mind. The special and evolved mana filled his entire body. It literally united with him. Although not all passive skills could be combined, now he had succeeded in perfectly assimilating one complete skill and body. It led Jung Si-woo to a level that was unimaginable for modern humans. It could be called a miracle.

‘Oh, now I see.’

After the upheaval of the skill, Jung Si-woo finally realized it by reflecting on one great skill that moved throughout his entire body as if it didn’t exist. He felt part of the almighty feeling that the dragon had in his last dream.

‘The exchanges between the flesh and the mana weren’t possible by common sense. But I’ve finally developed it.’

He now felt all the senses with his whole body. It was really natural; the abilities produced by his physical organs and evolving them into his body. He succeeded in embodying part of the dragon’s senses.

[Player Skills evolved into one with the sense of intuition, sight, taste, smell, hearing, and touch.]

[You have earned the Player Skill, Sense of the Dragon (Passive) Lv1.]

[Chaos Tail Skill has become Lv4. Some conditions have been lifted for the opening of the new Ant Cave facility.]

“Hooooooo…”

Jung Si-woo landed with a deep breath. It was so dramatic that the change happened the moment he jumped into the air and shot off a critical bullet, so he laughed at himself.

[You’re a…dragon.]

It was the Death Knight’s voice. After a long fight, each part of her body parts was in critical condition because she was constantly hit by Jung Si-woo’s critical blow, and now she was completely out of commission. Nevertheless, the persistent power of undead held her consciousness.

“I’m not a dragon.”

[Oh, are you a human turning into a dragon?]

He just borrowed a method to move his mana and body, so he didn’t like that he was recognized as a dragon that he’d never seen before. Jung Si-woo puckered his lips and raised his fist.

“Anyway, I was able to grow thanks to you. I’ll let you go nicely.”

Just having the idea of attacking, mana flowed into his fist more naturally than his breathing. The affinity with mana seemed to have increased by about five times. The Sense of the Dragon…it was a ridiculous ability.

[Ahhh…]

The Death Knight’s voice faded. Even if he didn’t do anything, she would lose all her mana in a few minutes and disappear. Nevertheless, she couldn’t give up her lingering affection.

[In the end, I couldn’t protect…]

“Setnak?”

[No…]

Since when? Beache’s voice was no longer dreary or as annoying as scratching iron. He was dizzied because of her innocent voice, which didn’t suit the grim Death Knight impression.

[In there…my sibling…]

“What? Is the real boss in there?”

[Still alive.]

You’re talking nonsense because you’re undead. He thought it was an excellent choice to separate the black coffin and fight. Jung Si-woo didn’t hesitate to throw his fist.

[To save that child’s life was Setnak’s…]

That’s how far she spoke before the Death Knight’s armor was hit by Jung Si-woo’s fist and burst. Whatever the enemy’s story, it was Jung Si-woo’s motto to not let them get away with anything.

[Level raised by 4.]

He already thought that his level would rise a lot. Beache was arguably the most powerful foe ever faced by Jung Si-woo. Perhaps if they had clashed without the intervention of the black coffin from the beginning, he would have been pushed back worse than he was.

[It is possible to absorb a soul that doesn’t fit the wavelength. So it is possible to absorb the soul of Level 262 Death Knight, Beache. Do you wish to absorb it?]

However, the second message that appeared was something that Jung Si-woo had never expected. Absorb? Absorb the soul of the undead monster and not a player? Jung Si-woo was troubled, almost missing the opportunity, but the dragon’s sense was amazing. As soon as he understood the opportunity, he instinctively gathered his mana and extracted the soul from the Death Knight’s body, which was already dissipating without a trace and absorbed it into the tattoo on his left hand.

[You absorbed the high-pitched soul completely without damage. Soul force skill has become Lv4.]

Jung Si-woo rubbed the tattoo on the back of his hand when he felt that the absorption was complete. Inside of it, he heard Beache shouting something, but he decided to ignore it right now because there was still more work to be done.

“Oppa, there’s the Death Knight’s sword over there.”

“Hyeong-nim, here’s the hammer. And that black crown…”

“Yes.”

First of all, he took the loot and retrieved the giant’s roar he threw earlier. Both his hammers were also severely damaged, so they needed to be kept in the drawer for a while.

“But the most important thing is this.”

He lifted the coffin with one hand without difficulty. He felt for the first time that the power of God was united. Judging from the wear and tear, perhaps the fragment from the Grand Canyon was part of this coffin?

[Good work, human.]

At that moment, Setnak’s voice vibrated Jung Si-woo’s ears.

[It was a very interesting battle.]

“Oh, he’s talking again.”

He was quiet when he was fighting with Beache, and as expected, this 73rd castle wasn’t an important place for him. Unlike Laia, he was bold. Jung Si-woo decided not to pay him too much attention. Anyway, all he had to do was complete the mission.

[Beache is right. I promised her sibling’s life, and in return, I made her my knight.]

“What?”

But what he said was surprising. If you look around this world, you would find out. No one living could last long in this environment. Beache and her sibling were the last humans to survive in this world.

“Why are you suddenly in background mode?”

[But Beache knew that her younger sibling was weaker than herself and would become an undead. However, her knowledge about magic was insufficient to lead her younger sibling away from this world. So she chose…]

“She asked you a favor?”

Jung Si-woo was responding to his words that sounded similar to the main character who chose an option in the game and proceeded with the scenario. But he was still interested in it, so he had no choice but to react. As expected, Setnak was very pleased.

[Yes, she came to this castle and swore allegiance to me, and she wanted me to save her brother in return. And I responded to her.]

“With your strength…?”

[She can’t think for herself, but she is still alive. Of course, if you break the coffin, she will be exposed to the energy of the world and will turn it into an undead immediately. Now, what are you going to do?]

Ah, he wondered. He thought that Setnak made up such a long-winded story to give Jung Si-woo mental distress. He thought that Setnak mistook Jung Si-woo as a hero who lived with justice in the corner of his heart…he had no choice but to laugh.

“Of course, without hesitation…”

However, when he tried to steal Setnak’s power from the black coffin, Jung Si-woo sensed that the stigma on the back of his hand was glowing violently. Needless to say, it was a backlash from Beache. Setnak’s whisper continued as if he had waited for that moment.

[What choice would you make as the master of the soul?]

Ahhh. It was an extension of the conversation they had earlier when Jung Si-woo awakened to the new power of the Soul Force against the soul collection. For Jung Si-woo, who acknowledged the individuality and will of individual souls but vowed to make them his own, Setnak pressured him and asked again. Would he really ignore their intentions and only do what he wants, and then call that respect? Furthermore, where was the boundary between owner and subordinate…?

“Ha, seriously.”

Jung Si-woo squeezed the black coffin. Setnak couldn’t be more excited as he waited for his choice. The next moment, he dived into a hole in the ceiling he had pierced earlier, holding the black coffin.

[Hmm?]

What the hell did that mean? Although it was left on the top floor, the black coffin wouldn’t break with even if it fell. But what was the purpose of the coffin…?

[No way…?]

“Beache, you owe me a great debt.”

As if to respond to Jung Si-woo’s whispering words, the tattoo on the back of his hand shone brightly. Jung Si-woo smiled at it and hugged the black coffin tightly. Remembering that Beache had synchronized with mana in the greatsword earlier, he spilled out mana to put the black coffin completely under his control.

[It’s my strength. I have recognized your ability to rob, but you can’t possibly treat my power so lightly…]

It was possible.

[What!?]

It was an ability that he received only a few minutes ago, but the dragon’s sense was outstanding. He felt the black coffin throughout his body, grasped its structure deeply, and eventually sensed an extremely weak breath in it, and finally embraced them all with his mana.

The black coffin was in sync with him.

When he looked down, he could see the gate to return to the earth floating in the collapsed castle. Setnak didn’t believe in the possibility until the end, but without any hesitation, Jung Si-woo threw his body and the black coffin into the gate, hugging it in his arms as they passed through the gate.

[Oh, my…]

Setnak was left alone in his world and was shocked to realize that the fragments had completely crossed over to the earth as soon as Jung Si-woo disappeared completely. As it was his own power, he must have been trying to control it, but it was wrapped up in Jung Si-woo’s mana and passed the gate to earth. He couldn’t believe it. It was even more different from making God’s power his own.

[That means, maybe he’s…]

The 73rd castle began to collapse due to a complete loss of maintenance. The voice of God resonated unclearly in it and was eventually completely buried by the debris.