Pick Me Up!
Chapter 154: Past Present and Future (6) (1)

Uruka looked down at Siha’s corpse with a flustered expression.

However, even after a few seconds, there was no movement—only blood soaking the ground.

“Hey! Is this, is this some kind of joke?”

Nihaku’s lightning is laden with various penetrations and curses.

It was a necessary measure to deal with monsters living above the 80th floor.

“She’s dead.”

I smiled lazily.

“Nonsense! Siha could come back to life even if torn into hundreds of pieces!”

“Master, you don’t need to speak to him.”

Yurnet stepped forward.

A murderous gaze shifted toward the corpse.

“How dare you wag your tail at our master.”

With a gesture from Yurnet, Siha’s legs disintegrated into particles and vanished.

Complete annihilation. Uruka stared at us with a dazed expression.

Yurnet smiled.

“So, when will the Union Guild show its real power?”

Uruka bit his lip, then shouted as if in defiance.

“This wench was just a figurehead for the Union Guild. I’ll show you my real power!”

A book flew out from Uruka’s heart.

The cover of the thick book was made of human skin. A sickening smell of blood emanated from the book.

‘Hmm.’

A grimoire, it seems.

I had a rough guess of what was his profession.

A necromancer, no doubt.

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Purple magic power emanated from Uruka.

Simultaneously, corpses scattered across the bridge began to rise.

“Hehehe… I’ll add you to my collection. Combining four of your corpses will be just perfect. Go, my immortal army! Feast upon them to your heart’s…”

“Disappear.”

Yurnet swiped her hand.

The corpses filling the bridge shattered as if they never existed.

“…Eh?”

Uruka staggered.

“Rise! Rise, I said! What, what the… Damn, what is this sorcery!”

“Not really anything special.”

“Ah, go to hell!”

Black light emanated from Uruka’s fingertips.

Before the magic could be fired, a flash of light sliced, and his right arm fell to the ground along with spurts of blood.

“Gah, ah, ack!”

Uruka writhed on the ground, clutching his severed arm.

Such a miserable end compared to his initial showdown.

I turned my gaze away.

Behind the blood-covered duo, a young man observed us without any change in expression.

[Nord Lv.?]

A question mark next to the name tag.

There were two possibilities.

Either he possessed a skill to hide his level, or perhaps…

‘Is he the candidate for the 7 stars?’

Surely, it’s him.

The sub-master of the Union Guild and the sole infiltrator of the Bartz Alliance’s leadership, who massacred hundreds of heroes. According to eyewitness accounts, he overcame the resistance of high-ranking heroes, as easily as taking a candy from a baby.

“…”

“Hey, you! If it’s you…”

Soaked in blood Uruka approached the young man.

Then, he grabbed his clothes in desperation.

“Kill them all. The power of the Union Guild…”

A smirk appeared on the young man’s face.

His pale hand grabbed Uruka’s collar, and then a dark shadow rose behind him, swallowing his whole.

Crunch, crunch.

Spit.

A few bones flew out from the shadow.

“…It’s clear now.”

Yurnet smiled faintly.

“That hero is not an ordinary 6-star. You might not have seen it before, Master, but a 7-star can perform synthesis on its own.”

“Are you saying the thing he just did was synthesis?”

Ridgion stepped forward, continuing the conversation.

“Stand back. This might get a bit intense.”

Indeed.

He didn’t seem like an ordinary hero.

7-stars.

The hero grade I so desperately wanted to have while playing Pick Me Up!

I needed a specific item called the Reversed Heaven Scroll. I scoured every information site and searched every sector like hunting a mouse, but in the end, I never got it.

That was one of the reasons I came here.

It was related to the ultra-grade dungeon.

But this guy, he felt different from the 7-stars I knew.

I shook my head.

“Doesn’t seem like a 7-star.”

“It appears to be incomplete.”

Yurnet replied.

I looked to the right.

The One-inch TV broadcast had long been turned off. In the channel chat, all the masters except for the Union Guild’s leader had left.

Kaiser32.

The nickname of the leader.

I moved my hand to bring up the virtual keyboard and typed.

Loki> Where did this hero come from?

Kaiser32> None of your business.

Loki> If you don’t tell me, you die.

As soon as I finished typing, Nord’s eyebrows twitched.

His blue lips parted.

“Kuk, you’ll kill me?”

His voice was like scraping metal.

The emotionless young man’s expression became vibrant.

“Fools, you’ll kill me? Merely data, and you think you can kill me? Ahahaha!”

“…”

“Don’t you get it? I, who have obtained infinite power, cannot be killed by the likes of you!”

Contempt and cynicism settled on the young man’s face.

Then, he stomped his foot. A dark red aura erupted from his entire body.

[Danger!]

[Nord Lv.143]

Nord’s right arm wriggled, transforming into a demonic mouth.

A maniacal laughter erupted from him.

“I’ll devour you!”

Boom!

Just the act of stomping his foot shook the ground.

The next moment, his figure reached Ridgion. The demon’s mouth opened wide.

“Let me take a bite…”

Slash.

Nord’s right arm was severed.

He continued his sinister laughter. And then the regenerated demonic right arm chased after Ridgion.

“Wow, is this guy like a cockroach trio or what?”

Nihaku loaded a golden arrow onto her bow.

“Cockroach extermination requires DDT, ya know.”

“Wait.”

I blocked Nihaku.

A necromancer witch or something. An old necromancer who deals with corpses. And a demonic young man.

A notably peculiar combination indeed.

“Let’s watch a bit longer. We might get some information.”

“I agree.”

“Eh? But it’s boring…”

Nihaku reluctantly dismissed the arrow.

“Heh, haha! What leisure do you have! Soon, you’ll all be digested in my stomach!”

Even as his body was sliced and chopped, Nord continued to laugh maniacally.

His body was a cycle of severing and regeneration.

“Go ahead, cut more! Kill more! The more I am killed, the more complete I become!”

“Master, I’ve brought warm tea and cookies. Coffee? Tea?”

“Coffee.”

“As you wish.”

A small table and chairs appeared.

I sat down and drank the coffee Yurnet had poured for me.

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