Became an Evolving Space Monster - Chapter 184



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Ep. 183

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The player group that Jason belonged to was a group that viewed all other beings as NPCs.

It had a similar tendency to the group that aimed to clear the game, but there was one important difference.

They had little interest in leaving this world. Unlike the real world, here they were kings, mythical beings themselves.

Jason was a person who lived a decent life in reality, but that doesn’t mean he was more satisfied with his life here. The situation for others was similar.

In that respect, it can be said that they are similar to players who have chosen to live as one with the space survival world.

Of course, what the Jason Group wanted was not a fairy tale, but domination.

And Jason had a particularly good start within the group. Luckily, he was able to adapt to this world very smoothly thanks to being part of the Staghorn Cult, which is considered the nobility of the cult society.

Not only that, he also had the privilege of boasting great synergy with the cult.

People around him support him, and his own power also surpasses the limits of the cult. Naturally, his self-consciousness becomes stronger than necessary.

Since he learned that this was the world of space survival, he lived like a protagonist in a comic book or novel.

Just like collecting unique characters in a game, I made useful NPCs my own and got rid of everything that stood in my way.

Occasionally, if he liked a woman, he would use a mind control technique called ‘Ultra Control’. Because of this, he had over 20 ‘lovers’ within the empire. There were so many slaves who were not even treated as lovers that it was hard to count them.

To him, this world was a playground in a game. Aside from his group mates, the rest were just toys. When he got tired of his toys, he would give them to Chloe or Jubaka to use as experimental materials.

A tyrant who views even his own kind as slaves rather than equal human beings. That was the essence of Jason.

In fact, he didn’t know that this life was proof that he, who seemed to have everything, was actually a very lonely person.

Anyway, perhaps because he had lived for a long time without any lack, Jason was very unhappy with the painful reality that had been befalling him recently.

Moreover, the one who instigated this situation was Morphbak, whom he hated the most.

He killed his 17th lover with his own hands, and the members of the temple guardians he had cherished and raised were also buried alive.

While he was busy blocking the collapsing ceiling, the creature’s appearance began to change. Gray bones and shells began to sprout from its otherwise black body, and its body itself began to grow rapidly.

The name of this trait is ‘Bone Beast.’ It is one of the combat traits that Morphbak likes to use in the game.

He knows how dangerous that trait is, having fought it many times.

‘It won’t work.’

If he were to continue being dragged around by Morphbak any longer, it might become too much to handle. He decided to use the ‘third special ability’ he possessed.

Four years ago, there was an incident known as the Vortex One Cult Purge in the cult community. Although it was known to the public as such, it was actually a war between players.

Jason, Chloe, and Cynthia joined forces to successfully hunt down the Coldblood Rankers, and in the process, Jason gained new perks.

‘It’s a little early, but….’

Jason activated his third perk, blocking the falling rocks and ice with Reflection.

Then, a golden, translucent shadow appeared behind him.

The golden figure’s head was covered with antlers that looked like they were wearing a magnificent crown. Golden energy particles were fluttering around the arms, looking like the hem of a garment. The lower half of the body was not separate, but instead connected to Jason’s spine.

The head of the figure, which was all golden, had a single purple eye. When the eye looked at the temple guardians under its control, something strange happened.

The cultists’ bodies transformed into golden particles and merged with the golden form.

The golden figure, which had absorbed all eleven cultists, had become much more vivid in color than before. As Jason raised his arm, the golden figure did the same.

And their bodies rose upward with a tremendous light.

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‘What was that just now?’

As my body was changing, my auxiliary organs detected something unusual.

It was the first type of energy I had felt since coming to this world. It felt similar to psychic power, but much more concentrated.

The enemy player used his power to crash through the collapsing cavity head-on. He flew up through the ceiling, leaving me alone in the basement.

‘I don’t feel any movement from other cults.’

Before the players left, a mysterious energy drained all psychic power from the surrounding area. It was easy to guess what had become of them, seeing as the cult’s signature energy was no longer felt.

‘The ability to absorb energy?’

It’s not that such creatures don’t exist, but it’s not something a cult can do. It was clear that they used means I don’t know about.

‘I didn’t see any equipment I didn’t know about.’

The equipment the player was wearing was the Dragon Slayer set, which could be obtained as a quest reward. No other equipment was detected.

‘I’ll have to go out and see for myself to find out more.’

It is dangerous to fight recklessly when you lack information about your enemy. This is especially true when your opponent is strong.

The player seemed to be skilled in using psychic power techniques, despite his thuggish behavior. The special privileges that only the player received also seemed very powerful.

‘… But I can’t avoid this fight.’

He came all the way to this remote planet after me. Even if I run away, he’ll come after me somehow.

‘So let’s handle it here.’

After completing my transformation, I began to break through the ice blocks with my arms, which had grown overwhelmingly larger than before.

The ice chunks that had seemed infinitely large before I activated the Bone Beast now looked like snowballs held in a child’s hand. The Ice Horror’s bones, once large enough to cover my body, no longer gave off such an overwhelming feeling.

Of course. My body length is almost 100m. It’s not just my size that has grown. The thickness of the shell that covers my body and the size of the dense synthetic scales have also grown.

In addition, my body was covered with a double layer of carapace made of the same material as my bones. A gray exoskeleton-like carapace covered and protected my black carapace.

Its gray exoskeleton was covered in sickle-shaped bone spikes, which made it look quite threatening even to me.

If I were to summarize my current appearance simply, I would say that I am a traditional Aimorph wearing an exoskeleton armor made of animal bones.

‘You’ve grown so big there.’

It was an appearance that could be called a giant monster. I had seen countless bone beasts in games, but the feeling I got from feeling it in person was definitely new.

‘I’d like to look into it a little more, but.’

There is a fight with a strong enemy ahead.

I climbed up, breaking through the ice and rocks. The blunt bone spikes that sprouted all over my body acted like picks or shovels, allowing me to dig through the ice with ease.

I climbed up onto the ice plain much faster than I had come down.

When I came out, the sky was covered with gray clouds. The snow field I was standing on was no longer an ice plain. It was so undulating that the middle part sank.

A pile of snow and ice, full of twists and turns. And there it was, under the dark sky.

A player with a strange golden figure hanging from his back. He was waiting for me.

‘Is that it?’

What catches my attention is not the player himself, but the strange thing hanging from his back.

It was composed of golden particles, and it felt like a shadow without substance, but somehow it felt three-dimensional. Thanks to Aimov’s uniquely developed senses, he could tell that it was a single entity formed by extremely concentrated energy.

The golden figure had a similar body shape to that of a player, but the antlers that sprouted from its temples were intertwined and gave it the appearance of wearing a laurel wreath.

There was nothing on the face except a single eye that glowed brightly in purple. Around the arms, particles swayed like mist, making it look like it was wearing a long silk robe.

‘It seems to be a summoning-related skill.’

In Space Survival, the ‘summoning technique’ is actually closer to the possession or descent of a higher-dimensional being, contrary to the word. Coldblood, who has taken the Vortex One cult route, or the heretic cult, can draw on the power of the Vortex One.

‘If it’s going to materialize to that extent, the price will be enormous.’

Summoning is an extremely high-risk, high-reward technique, so it is not easy to use. The opposing player is glaring at me as if he is going to kill me, but it does not seem like he paid a huge price to summon that being.

‘Is it an equipment effect? ​​Or… .’

Is it because of special abilities?

Either way, it looks extraordinary.

‘… So there was a desperate measure.’

Even when I used the Whirlwind of God, he seemed relaxed. Perhaps he judged me to be confident.

‘Generally, summoned creatures that are integrated with the user cannot move independently.’

It’s likely a type that specializes in assisting the cult’s battles, or a summon that specializes in ranged combat. Maybe it’s both.

That’s not all the problem.

The golden form is so odd that it draws attention to itself, but the Dragon Slayer set it holds is also a difficult weapon to deal with.

For example, the black armor that protects the guy’s body. It’s made of the scales and leather of a black gallagoon, so it has considerable defensive power.

Although it is evaluated as one level lower than the Ice Horror’s shell, it is amazing that it is being compared to something with extremely high defense in the first place.

‘I currently have no means of destroying that armor in one blow.’

If it’s a body strengthened by using the symbol of the hunt, the bone beast, or the king of monsters, then it might be different.

Also, the Dragon Slayer set doesn’t just contain armor.

The player who had been glaring at me pulled out a silver stick from his waistband. The golden figure also mimicked the action of pulling something out from near his waist.

In that state, he held the stick and pressed down with his thumb, and black flames shot out from the tip of the stick. The blazing black flames gradually died down and refined into a thin sword blade.

The weapon that resembles that torch is the ‘Purification’ weapon part of the Dragon Slayer set. It is a piece of equipment that is based on a space weapon that appears in a space opera movie that was popular before I was born.

I wish it ended there, but it didn’t.

The golden arm behind the bastard transformed into a weapon-like form similar to purification.

The one who drew his weapon swung his sword diagonally towards me. The golden figure also moved in the same way as the player. Then, the sword containing the figure extended and flew towards me to cut me down.

‘Tch!’

I quickly turned my body to dodge the attack. The sword energy flying in the form of golden particles passed by the upper arm of my upper combat arm.

As I became a bone beast, the double-layered shell was cut cleanly. The sword energy did not stop after cutting me down, but flew backwards for a long time.

After dodging the first attack, I charged towards the bastard.

Every time I stomped the ground with my combat arm, chunks of snow and ice on the ground would fly upward. The tsunami of snow and ice created by the movement of the 100m tall giant covered me and the player.

‘How do you plan to respond?’

Is it reflection or another psychic power technique?

But the cult players did something completely different from what I expected.

No, not him, to be exact, but the golden figure behind him.

‘Ugh?!’

I felt a sudden eerie sensation from the monster’s tentacles on the back of my head, and immediately lowered my head forward. Then, a golden whip-shaped arm passed over my head.

I bowed my head as if I was about to fall forward and continued to vomit acidic fungi towards the spot where the bastard had been standing.

The green fungus flying between the snow and ice was blocked by a golden shield that was emitting a brilliant light.

Beyond the scattering snowstorm, I could see a golden figure holding a sword and shield, protecting the player. The cult player protected by the summoned creature was looking at me with the corners of his mouth raised.

‘…indeed.’

I don’t think the fight with him will be easy.