The Boy Who Ruled the Monsters: Volume 5 (eBook)

Sin Guilty (Autor)

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2025
250 Seiten
J-Novel Club (Verlag)
978-1-7183-1351-4 (ISBN)

Infos

'Now that he has secured one more monster-the Demon Lord Alshunna-as a companion, Sol is free to focus on restoring the All Dragon to her prime state. He chooses to go for her wings first, which are sealed inside Abyss-a massive dungeon that no one has ever returned from.

One of Sol's dreams has always been to conquer a dungeon, so he marches in, accompanied by both monsters of legend and companions decked in brand-new gear. Unfortunately, Abyss is protected by Country Eater, a boss that once obliterated seven countries within a month, and Country Eater won't be their only obstacle in returning home!

What truths will the greatest supporter and his party find as they delve into the heart of the earth in volume five of this ultimate fantasy?!'

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Chapter 1: Killing Country Eater

The largest taboo territory on the continent was located far to the northwest of the fortified city of Garlaige, which was itself on the western border of the Kingdom of Emelia. This taboo territory practically took up the entire western part of the continent, including its coastline. Roughly two centuries ago, one of the countries there at the time had tried to instigate a taboo territory boss into attacking a rival country, with the tragic result being equal annihilation for all. No one had entered since. It was now a giant blank spot on maps, a land that no country dared lay claim to. The name given to the boss of this taboo territory was Country Eater.

Having earned the ire of all humanity, the country responsible had been thoroughly erased, such that no one even knew its name anymore. All that remained was the knowledge that its actions had led to a catastrophe of unbelievable scale. The nations swallowed up by Country Eater, including the culprit, had numbered seven in total. The one that had been targeted was the Holy Kingdom of Crystania, which had ranked among the top five nations in the world alongside the Emelia Kingdom, the Istekario Empire, the Amnesphia Sovereignty, and the Poseinia Eastern Seaboard Federation. The common populace had called it the Kingdom of Magic, as its military and economic strength had been buttressed by such superior magic that it had been seen by all as the greatest power on the continent.

And yet, it had been obliterated with its six closest neighbors within a month. The upheaval this incident caused across the continent was said to have been on par with the events of a millennium ago as alleged by the Kuzuifabra. Country Eater had been such a major calamity that if it hadn’t stopped expanding its territory after the seventh country, the entire continent—and human civilization—would have been snuffed out entirely. The armies sent by the seven countries had been squashed like ants, and the Divine Punishment fired by the Holy Church had been absorbed and reflected all around as a spread-out barrage. The humans of the time had been truly powerless, and if the situation had worsened any further, chances were high that the Church’s last resort, the man-made angels, would have been deployed.

Anyone who got to watch the footage of the catastrophe would undoubtedly find themselves at a loss for words. The way that cities as large as Garlaige were swallowed, walls and all, to then gradually lose their silhouette until fading away to nothingness evoked not so much fear as it did instinctual disgust. It was like a nightmare dreamed by a madman.

Management of taboo territories consequently clamped down hard, but no one complained. The wisdom of the saying “let sleeping dogs lie” had been duly impressed on the world. Those who intentionally worked against those measures were seen as either actively trying to bring harm to others or completely out of their mind. There weren’t enough resources or tolerance going around to permit their foolishness as mere expressions of freedom. As the concept of human rights only applied to humans, those rejected by society were treated even more harshly for having the appearance of a human while not being one.

Two hundred years later, man was once again returning to this land. The person who now had final say on everything in this world, Sol Rock, had decided to devote his energy to delving into named dungeons and retrieving the organas that Lunvemt Nachtfelia the All Dragon had lost: an eye, a horn, and a pair of wings. After receiving contact from an unidentified being during the restoration of the Floating Continent, Sol had deemed it a top priority to restore his best fighter to her prime form.

The first target he had chosen was Abyss, the massive dungeon previously managed by Crystania, where he expected to find Luna’s wings. He had considered the others—Pit was in Emelia, Void was in Istekario, and Chasm was in Poseinia—but ultimately decided that Abyss would make for the best demonstration.

As part of the effort to conquer Abyss and retake one of Luna’s organas, he would also eliminate Country Eater, the boss that had reigned supreme over a taboo territory for two whole centuries. His group was preparing this very moment for the show that was to be broadcasted through his display windows to the entire world.

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This day, clouds hung heavy over the western part of the continent. Despite it being nearly noon, the land was enveloped in a dim and dismal light. There was no rain yet, but there was little doubt that once it started, it would quickly intensify into a downpour that would obscure their line of sight.

Correction: The rain had just started. One drop hit a leaf, followed by one more drop, and in the blink of an eye, they were joined by countless others. The vast expanse of the west quickly became shrouded in the contradiction of that strange phenomenon where falling rain, when it reached a certain regularity, seemed to be even more tranquil than an actual absence of sound.

The raindrops fell on the ground and the motionless, mountainous form of Country Eater alike. The slime’s glossy appearance would lead one to expect the water to slide off, but on the contrary, it was absorbed. Consuming even the minuscule mass of raindrops was how the monster had grown so huge.

Suddenly, the core deep inside the slime’s murky, semitransparent body lit up with a dull light. Then, as if seeking something, countless tentacles shot out with geometric precision that could seem beautiful or revolting depending on the beholder. After two centuries of being unchallenged in its dominion, the monster was now clearly on the alert. And because it had no idea what it was facing, it was doing all it could to gather information.

All that effort was for nothing, though, as the intruders had zero intention of hiding. First, the floating islands that Sol had granted to each member of the Panhuman League teleported in with multicolored flashes, hovering underneath the rain clouds in a ring that encircled Country Eater. The next moment, a man-made object much smaller than the islands—the airship that would go down in history as Sol’s flagship—appeared in the center of the ring with an explosion of light.

Country Eater promptly responded by sending out a barrage of tentacles. However, attacks from a mere slime, no matter how many levels it had, had no hope of penetrating the basic protective barriers of the floating islands. The magic circles that lit up from the barriers being activated and the flashes from additional shields that became visible only when taking hits filled the dull, inky scene with every color of the spectrum.

When the lights faded, a blade of light descended, punching through the clouds. This was a particle beam launched from Uranos, the only attack satellite still operational. Also known as a Divine Punishment, these satellites were the ultimate lost technology in the arsenal of the Holy Church, which was now entirely under Sol’s control.

High-pitched blasts rang out in quick succession as the many layers of protective barrier that Country Eater maintained around itself were shattered like glass. While the All Dragon had been able to block this attack without breaking a sweat, it was apparently more than enough to tear through the defenses of a taboo territory boss.

When the beam actually reached Country Eater, however, there was no deafening boom as one would expect. Normally, when a projectile attack landed on a target, even if it was blocked, a significant portion of the energy created would be converted into sound. But that did not happen.

Instead, a buzzing reminiscent of the beating of an insect’s wings filled the air as Country Eater absorbed the orbital strike. After lasting a few dozen seconds, the energy involved was more than enough to raze a city the size of Garlaige to the ground. And now, all that energy was packed inside the slime, with the glow of its core expanding to its whole half-transparent body and becoming bright enough to illuminate its surroundings.

The disaster from two centuries ago was on the verge of being repeated.

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“It really didn’t work,” said Sol, mildly surprised, as he watched from the airship directly above the slime.

Records from two hundred years ago said that Divine Punishment was ineffective against Country Eater, but Sol had wanted to test it out for himself. This was because he hadn’t found any video footage of the last face-off against the monster, even though the Church most definitely had access to technology that could easily keep such records back then. The conclusion he had drawn, therefore, was that there had been footage but it had been erased—probably not by the Old Rulers, but someone in the ensuing lines of popes who had been afraid that it would harm the institution’s image of infallibility. In short, a foolish act by an insecure man.

Regardless of whether their intentions were righteous or malicious, someone who would alter or erase records was simply a coward. While there were people who would seek to leave behind a fragment of themselves as books, there also were those who could, without batting an eye, burn thousands of books—thereby snuffing out the same number of wishes—purely to satisfy their twisted beliefs. Having come face-to-face with a real example, Sol was determined to preserve everything he had retrieved from Biblioteca while praying that Origin, the original scripture that had been taken away from the...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 29.12.2025
• Reihe/Serie: The Boy Who Ruled the Monsters
• Illustrationen: NAKAMURA 8
• Übersetzer: Taishi Kamishiro
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Fantasy / Science Fiction ► Fantasy
• Schlagworte: dragon girl • ELF • Game elements • Harem • Magic • Overpowered • Princess
• ISBN-10: 1-7183-1351-9 / 1718313519
• ISBN-13: 978-1-7183-1351-4 / 9781718313514