After weeks of Diablo's brutal training, the MC had pushed past his limits—and today was the moment everything changed.
As he faced Diablo once more, the battle reached an intense climax. The MC had been using Gluttony and Wise One to their absolute limits, consuming high-tier magic, analyzing battle strategies, and adapting in real-time.
But Diablo wasn't giving him a moment to breathe.
With a sinister grin, Diablo vanished from sight and appeared behind him in an instant.
"Too slow."
A dark blast of magic struck the MC, sending him crashing into the ground.
He coughed up blood, but he wasn't done. He couldn't be.
I need more power… I need to evolve…
And then—
A familiar mechanical voice echoed in his mind.
[ Conditions Met. Unique Skill: Wise One Has Evolved Into Ultimate Skill: Raphael, Lord of Wisdom. ]
[ Conditions Met. Unique Skill: Gluttony Has Evolved Into Ultimate Skill: Beelzebuth, Lord of Gluttony. ]
A surge of divine energy rushed through his body.
His mind expanded, his ability to process and analyze data becoming godlike. He could now see the flow of magic, predict enemy movements before they happened, and strategize in an instant.
Meanwhile, Beelzebuth awakened, transforming his Gluttony into something far greater. Now, it wasn't just consuming things—it was erasing them from existence.
Diablo, who had been about to land another attack, stopped mid-air, his crimson eyes widening.
"Oh? So you've finally awakened."
The MC slowly stood up, his aura now vast, controlled, and terrifyingly refined.
Rimuru, who had been watching, grinned. "Now we're talking."
The MC smirked back.
"Alright, Diablo," the MC said, his voice steady. "Let's see if I can defeat you now."
Diablo smiled, his red eyes gleaming with interest. "A bold statement. But remember… you still have much to learn."
With those words, Diablo vanished.
The MC's senses flared—his Raphael instantly analyzing Diablo's movement patterns as he teleported around the battlefield. The MC used Beelzebuth to try and consume Diablo's magic, but Diablo's speed and unpredictability were something beyond anything the MC had faced before. Every move, every strike Diablo made, was calculated—calm, cold, and absolute.
The MC tried to retaliate, pushing himself further, using his ultimate skills to predict and counter Diablo's attacks. But it wasn't enough.
In a flash, Diablo was behind him, delivering a crushing punch to his back, sending the MC crashing to the ground. His body cracked against the earth, and the MC struggled to breathe, his senses dizzying as the sheer power of Diablo's attack overwhelmed him.
"Did you really think you could defeat me with just your new power?" Diablo's voice echoed around him. "You've grown strong, but you're still far from my level."
The MC's thoughts raced as he lay on the ground, breathing heavily. I've evolved… I've reached the ultimate level… but I still can't even keep up with him. He's on an entirely different level. How could I think I had a chance?
His body ached, but his mind was sharp, analyzing everything in this moment. Diablo's calm demeanor, his vast combat experience, and his sheer power were something the MC could never have fully anticipated. He had underestimated the difference between himself and true strength.
"Heh." Diablo chuckled, noticing the MC's contemplation. "That's right. Your skills are great, but you need more than raw power to defeat someone like me. You've come far, but there's still much for you to learn."
With a snap of his fingers, Diablo restored the MC's strength, letting him stand once again.
"You've done well," Diablo said, his voice filled with an eerie respect. "I'll give you that. You're stronger than I expected. It's been a long time since I've had someone like you to train."
The MC stood silently for a moment, absorbing the crushing defeat and contemplating the path ahead. His skills had evolved, and now it was time to test them further.
"I need to understand them better," the MC muttered to himself, staring at the ground.
He closed his eyes and focused, channeling the power of Raphael, Lord of Wisdom. His mind expanded, and in an instant, the information about his three ultimate skills began to pour into his consciousness.
Examining the Ultimate Skills
# Raphael, Lord of Wisdom:
1.Divine Insight: Ability to perceive the flow of magic, predict actions, and plan out complex strategies in real-time.
2.Omniscient Analysis: Can understand, break down, and process any phenomenon or magic, offering solutions for any problem, regardless of complexity.
3.Reality Perception: Ability to observe different dimensions, timelines, and realities, analyzing the potential outcomes and adjusting strategies accordingly.
# Beelzebuth, Lord of Gluttony:
1.Absolute Consumption: Can consume anything, whether it's magic, life force, or matter, erasing it from existence and absorbing its essence.
2.Void Hunger: Anything consumed is processed into a source of power, enhancing the user's abilities exponentially.
3.World Devourer: The power to consume entire realms, erasing them from existence, and channeling that energy into the user.
4.Gluttonous Evolution: Allows the user to adapt and evolve by consuming powerful entities, making them even stronger over time.
# Aethernil (Crafting Skill):
1.Divine Craftsmanship: The ability to create anything, from weapons to artifacts, using materials from all realms, imbuing them with immense power.
2.Aether Manipulation: Can control and manipulate the very essence of reality to craft and demolish objects and structures capable of withstanding anything.
3.World-dismantle: Ability to disintegrate and alter entire landscapes, destroying the environment for the user's needs.
4.World-Building: Ability to shape and alter entire landscapes, adjusting the environment for the user's needs.
As the MC absorbed the knowledge from Raphael, his understanding of his own abilities became clearer. He realized just how much potential he still had, and how he could use his skills more efficiently in future battles. His defeat by Diablo wasn't the end—it was merely a stepping stone.
Rimuru's Advice
Later that evening, after the intense battle with Diablo, Rimuru sat with the MC in a quiet corner of the Tempest palace. "You're stronger than before," Rimuru said. "But you still have a long way to go."
The MC smiled, feeling more determined than ever. "I know. But I'm ready to keep pushing. I have more power now—thanks to the evolution of my skills."
Rimuru grinned. "Good. Keep training, and eventually, you might just be able to defeat Diablo."
The MC chuckled. "I'm not sure about that yet, but I'll get there."
As they sat together, the MC knew one thing for certain—this was just the beginning. He would evolve, he would grow stronger, and he would conquer every challenge that came his way.