bullyxtreme Chapter 541
Chapter 541
"What an... irritating little insect."
Elythmira’s tone dripped with contempt.
Kanzaki Rei’s body had already been reconstructed. Flesh refilled the interior of his skin, and it had now become her new body.
For a Skin-Thief, the moment they donned another’s outer skin—
They became that person.
As the reconstruction of this skin completed, Elythmira finally let out a long breath of relief.
This had been her final opportunity.
In truth, if Kanzaki Rei had escaped at that moment—if he had fled this place entirely—and she failed to catch him and seize his skin within half a day...
Then she, the great Goddess of Skinning and Metamorphosis, would have met complete annihilation.
Once she fell from the Divine Realm, the very origin of the Skin-Thief class would reject her existence. At that point, she would not even be stronger than an ordinary Eighth-Rank Class Holder.
"A sliver of fortune. Destruction before rebirth."
"Heh. This isn’t the first time I’ve gambled everything."
Elythmira slowly exhaled, then began sensing the power contained within this body.
"Let me see... what secrets you’ve been hiding."
She turned her awareness inward.
At this moment—
Elythmira was Kanzaki Rei.
The Divine Kingdom gradually collapsed.
The endless flood of flesh and skin rushing through the void also began decaying, rotting, and dissolving into nothingness.
After becoming Kanzaki Rei, she had completely lost her power as a god.
From this point onward, she would walk Kanzaki Rei’s path using Kanzaki Rei’s identity.
Everything she once possessed would now be abandoned.
She examined herself carefully...
Yet Elythmira felt only emptiness.
Level 6 Mage... but what the hell is going on with this understanding of the Root Source?
Tch. Has his understanding of the Root already collapsed?
Level 6 Warrior. He’s already entered the Path.
Level 6 Death Priest... why does he possess so many pure souls? Where did they even come from?
Level 6 Cryptic Scholar. Useless class. Trash.
Level 4 Blacksmith. Damn smithing freak.
Level 4 Enchanter. Why the hell is he juggling so many garbage side professions?
Level 3 Prophet. A unique class? Prophet? ...Not bad.
Level 3 Alchemist. Why does he have so many trash professions?
His highest class level is only 6?
What the hell?
He was only Level 6... and he fought me to this extent?
Elythmira felt something deeply wrong.
Wait.
Where are his Talents?
This bastard definitely possesses powerful Talents. Absolutely Divine-grade Talents. Otherwise there was no way she would have failed to see through him from the start.
At the very least, he should possess some kind of Divine-grade concealment Talent.
But...
There was nothing.
Aside from his classes, this person possessed absolutely nothing else.
Even his magic, battle techniques, Cryptic Scholar abilities—everything was gone.
Not even class mastery remained.
The entire person was an empty shell.
And Elythmira...
Had now fallen directly into that shell.
She had become "Kanzaki Rei."
That shouldn’t be possible.
Elythmira had stolen countless skins. She had worn innumerable bodies. How could she not understand what happened after taking another person’s skin?
According to her Authority, once she seized someone’s skin, she should inherit everything exactly as it was.
Their classes.
Their Talents.
All their magic and battle techniques.
Even their spirituality and Sea of Consciousness.
So how had she obtained...
An empty husk that contained nothing but class levels?
It was a trap!
Elythmira finally realized it!
But by then, the surrounding flesh had already begun collapsing like an avalanche!
"Yo."
"So, Divine One... how do you like the ending I prepared for you?"
Crackle—
"Rei" abruptly turned around—
Only to discover that behind him floated a newborn infant holding a war spear in midair.
"So this is what reincarnation feels like firsthand."
"It’s you!"
"How are you not dead?! How could you possibly not be dead?!"
After killing so many people, could Elythmira possibly fail to know whether someone was dead?
And yet...
That aura—
If this infant wasn’t Kanzaki Rei, then who else could it be?
Smack—
In the next instant, his forehead was grabbed by Kanzaki Rei.
A chubby infant hand pressed against the forehead of the handsome young man.
"Beating myself up feels kind of weird."
"But... goodbye."
The power of absolute destruction pierced directly into the body!
That figure was not Kanzaki Rei—
It was merely an empty shell. No Talents. No skills. Only pitiful class levels.
It possessed absolutely no means of resisting Manifestation Arts.
Elythmira’s face twisted savagely.
Cracks spread across her entire body, yet she still struggled desperately.
"You—!"
"I haven’t lost!"
"I’m not dead!"
"Come back!"
BOOM!
From every direction, the flesh and skin that had already collapsed suddenly became active once more.
She still wanted one final desperate struggle.
"Don’t think it’s that easy to kill a god!"
"Don’t think—"
WHOOOSH!
The flesh that had already withered regenerated yet again, surging back toward Kanzaki Rei.
It looked as though she intended to reconstruct her Divine Kingdom once more.
To strangle Kanzaki Rei to death again.
A centipede dies hard.
Even after making such a catastrophic mistake... she still possessed the power to counterattack.
The infant casually flicked one hand.
A violently trembling core rose high into the sky.
"Your curtain call has arrived, Elythmira."
BOOM!
The moment the core touched the flesh—
Every layer of skin it contacted instantly ignited like wildfire!
WHOOOSH!
Elythmira had lost her divinity.
And without Divine Power, these skins were no longer indestructible.
Her final desperate attempt to reform the Divine Kingdom—
Was mercilessly shattered by Kanzaki Rei.
That strike also obliterated Elythmira’s last remaining hope.
"Your destined death has already arrived."
The appointed moment of death had come.
The skin and flesh were the same.
With the slightest touch from Kanzaki Rei, they collapsed instantly.
"Rei’s" body shook its head in disbelief.
"You didn’t win."
"You never defeated me. You only took advantage of my weakness!"
"It wasn’t you who defeated me—I was careless. I chose the wrong path myself!"
"This isn’t victory at all!"
"You... didn’t win."
"I curse you, you despicable—"
Fwoosh...
Elythmira’s voice gradually weakened.
Only hatred and venom remained in her final tone.
"No."
"It was me who defeated you."
"Strategy and foresight are part of battle itself."
"Elythmira... you cannot deny me."
Elythmira glared at Kanzaki Rei one final time, as though she wanted to devour him whole.
Unfortunately—
She could do nothing anymore.
Even her final attempt to deny Kanzaki Rei’s victory failed to shake his will in the slightest.
The curse she wanted to utter never left her lips.
Her consciousness had already completely withered away.
At that moment, Kanzaki Rei felt the battle end.
It ended with the death of Elythmira—
A true god.
He had completed a battle worthy of glory.
A battle of godslaying.
The blood of the Warrior within him boiled like never before.
And through this victory—
He could finally step into the next realm of the Warrior class.