My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly!-Chapter 93: Gathering Allies!?

"This thing is already much taller than the dragon, and its strength..."

Before he could finish, the serpent moved in an instant, compressing the air so violently that it created a sonic boom as it landed directly on Eryke.

Eryke’s face paled, and he hastily tried to dodge.

But the attack was far too fast and devastating.

It struck him square in the back, sending him hurtling through the air and crashing into a distant tree before finally coming to a stop.

A plume of smoke rose, blurring his vision as he lay there, dazed.

Hiss. Hisss.

The serpent hissed, its voice venomous:

"Human, who sent you here?"

Coughing violently, Eryke forced himself to his feet, choking on the smoky dust that filled his lungs.

His back seared with pain, and it was no small torment.

"I’ve endured worse," Eryke muttered, his face remaining expressionless as he clenched his fist.

He tightened his grip on his sword, determination in his eyes.

The ground trembled as the serpent finally emerged fully from the hole, revealing its massive form, a beast over a kilometer in length.

As it slithered across the ground, it obliterated everything in its path.

"Answer me, human. How did you find this place?" the serpent hissed, its voice filled with menace.

Eryke said nothing. His mind sharpened, focusing all of his Aura into the tip of his sword. With all his strength gathered in his arms, he slashed.

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A sickening thud echoed as the head of the Leviathan fell to the ground in one clean stroke.

It all happened in the blink of an eye. The sword’s slash was simply too fast.

For a moment, Eryke stood in complete silence.

But that silence was quickly shattered as green blood splattered across the sky, the lifeless body of the giant serpent crashing to the ground with a thunderous thud.

"Eh?" Eryke stared, utterly speechless.

Green blood drenched his body.

For a brief moment, he was frozen, his mind struggling to process what had just occurred.

"I just swung my sword... and it died like this?"

Before he could make sense of it, a rumble shook the ground. A burst of green light shot up from the hole in front of him, merging with the Leviathan’s corpse.

A blinding green light erupted from the severed body of the serpent.

Eryke squeezed his eyes shut to shield himself from the blinding light.

In the next instant, he dashed forward toward the serpent with all his strength.

Whatever was happening, it didn’t bode well for him.

"Do you expect me to just wait around for whatever comes next?" Eryke sneered inwardly, cutting through the green mist as he swiftly reached the snake. Without hesitation, he unleashed several Aura slashes, each one more vicious than the last.

Even though his vision was still impaired, he refused to stop, striking blindly.

The blinding green light persisted for a while longer, but when it finally cleared, Eryke stood frozen in place.

Before him, the Leviathan had completely recovered, its form now even larger than before. Its scales shimmered in the sun’s scorching heat.

Without missing a beat, Eryke swung his sword again.

Swish!

The wind howled as Eryke’s sword cut through the air, aiming straight for the Leviathan’s neck in a deadly arc.

But when the blade struck, it left barely a mark, nothing more than a faint scratch.

No blood. No injury. Nothing.

"This Leviathan... it’s gotten stronger?"

Eryke’s brows twitched in realization, a chill running down his spine.

A premonition gripped him, a monster that was immortal, growing stronger with every death.

For a brief moment, Eryke paused, taking a deep, steadying breath to calm his racing heart.

Then, without hesitation, he turned and fled.

The Leviathan, newly restored, stood motionless for a split second before erupting in a violent roar:

"How dare you, human!?"

The Leviathan slithered after him, its enormous body tearing through the ground. Dust flew into the air, and trees were uprooted in its wake.

"No, I’m not dealing with you." Eryke shook his head, continuing to flee.

He turned slightly, sending a barrage of sword aura slashes behind him, each one aimed to hinder the Leviathan’s pursuit, giving him a little more time to escape.

His pace quickened as the rumble of the ground grew louder, the serpent’s fury closing in on him.

After a while, the rumbling stopped abruptly, and Eryke raised an eyebrow.

"Hmm?"

He slowed and then turned back, retracing his steps to assess the Leviathan’s state.

There it was, the massive serpent had turned around and was slithering back to its original position.

"Wait..."

Eryke’s pupils gleamed with understanding. His gamer instincts kicked in, and he quickly pieced things together.

"This thing can’t leave because the green light can’t reach that far."

He let out a sigh of relief. It would have been a nightmare if the serpent could regenerate after death and chase him to the ends of the earth.

An entity like that would be impossible to defeat!

As he mulled over his thoughts, Eryke wasted no time. He swung his sword again and again, hacking at the Leviathan without hesitation.

"Ah, you bastard."

The Leviathan roared in fury and whipped around, but it stopped itself before advancing further.

Instead, it swiftly turned its body and began to slither away, retreating deeper into the hole.

"Haha, a coward! Come fight me if you can right now!" Eryke taunted, sneering at the retreating serpent.

But the Leviathan seemed to either not hear him or chose to ignore him entirely. Its massive form quickly vanished from his sight.

Now, Eryke stood alone on a branch, the silence pressing in on him.

"What should I do now?" he thought, his mind racing.

He didn’t have a solution for the snake—not yet. He lacked the raw strength to overpower it and enter the hole to confront whatever lay inside.

With a frustrated breath, he turned and shot through the air, his body slicing through the wind.

"I need to find that dragon. Eryke the Third is still inside him, after all."

Eryke moved swiftly through the jungle, following the location of his clone. It didn’t take long before he found the dragon.

"Huh?"

Before him stood the dragon and a massive turtle, both perched upon a still pond of water.

Eryke emerged from the shadows, the sun’s golden rays cascading down, illuminating his figure.

His long golden hair gleamed like gold in the sunlight, and his blue eyes seemed boundless, filled with a quiet intensity.

His sharp gaze and muscular body, sculpted to perfection as if by the gods themselves.

Even his face was slowly approaching an idealized perfection.

This wasn’t by chance, his Title had granted him a form that neared perfection.

As he drew closer, neither the dragon nor the turtle seemed to notice his approach. Eryke raised an eyebrow:

"Are they really this incompetent?"

Eryke moved forward, curiosity pulling him closer.

The further he went, the more a sense of unease settled in his chest. The two giant beasts remained motionless, their eyes locked vacantly on the river, not even the faintest twitch of muscle betraying any sign of awareness.

They didn’t budge an inch.

When Eryke drew within a few meters of them, still, there was no reaction.

"Something is completely wrong," he muttered under his breath.

His expression shifted, a flash of unease crossing his features. He was ready to bolt, to flee from this strange and unsettling scene.

But then, the mana in the air began to stir, turbulent, relentless, like a wild river on the verge of overflowing.

Eryke’s complexion paled instantly, draining all color from his face.

His pupils froze, locking onto the scene before him.

Eryke’s body went completely still.

Not a single muscle twitch of his muscle as he stood as motionless as the two beasts beside him, both staring vacantly at the pond.

It was as though his very soul had been frozen in place. He felt like he was caught in a dream.

In this dream, he found himself standing in the sky, his feet resting on the soft, ethereal clouds.

Around him were numerous beautiful women, each in short dresses, their beauty coming from various lands and origins.

Eryke remained unmoving, his expression calm and cold as he surveyed the scene.

The women danced gracefully in the clouds, their movements a mesmerizing display.

One woman, with a voluptuous figure that barely concealed her curves, swayed her hips seductively as she approached him. Her voice was sweet and pleasant as she spoke:

"Hello, handsome. Interested in doing something with me?" the woman purred, her voice smooth and enticing.

Eryke’s expression remained emotionless as he replied, "What?"

The woman’s eyes glinted mischievously. "What do you think it is?"

With a slow, deliberate movement, she began to undress, piece by piece, her gaze seductive as it locked with his.

Eryke didn’t flinch. "Sure."

He strode forward, extending his hand slowly. A layer of black haze began to form around his palm, gathering into the shape of a sword.

Without hesitation, he slashed forward, his movement sharp and precise.

Shing!

The sound of the blade cutting through the air echoed, and Eryke continued his movement, his hand sweeping elegantly through the space, as if engaged in some kind of dance.

Finally, he stopped and drew back his Aura sword.

All the women appeared flawless, until time seemed to have started again and they were sliced apart, their bodies torn to pieces in a gruesome display, turning into blood mist before his eyes.

The very space around him cracked and shattered.

A voice echoed: "How did you know, human?"

Eryke’s gaze remained straight. "It’s very hard to trap me in an illusion."

His eyes then fell upon a massive whale, its size rivaling that of a hill, floating in the same sky that had surrounded him before.

The whale’s voice rumbled: "Haha, you are amusing."