My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly!-Chapter 83: Outer God (4): Eternal Death

The heat plasma, the only remains of Eryke the Third, slowly wiggled from its existence, crawling on the ground as it tried to reach for the death plant.

Finally, the heat plasma touched the death plant, and immediately all the death energy of it began to be attracted to the plasma.

It was a gradual process, but one that was happening at a steady pace.

The heat plasma began to take shape by the help of the death energy.

***

"Perfect." Eryke, who was eating sand now to get nutrients, grinned. He had thought that the plan would go awry and that being would annihilate his entire being.

"It seems that even that being didn’t know about the skill."

Just then, as if the cat got his tongue.

***

The sky above the plasma Eryke the Third became cloudy, and time froze, then slowed until the pupil popped out from it.

Then the time of the world resumed again.

"Interesting, copy. You have the ability to defy death. If I didn’t notice that unusual energy in the air, I wouldn’t have been able to tell at all."

A voice sounded right in his heart.

And a beam of light shot from the skies, landing on the plasma of Eryke the Third.

[You have been cursed by the Outer God Cthulhu]

[Your death is eternal now, you cannot turn into a living now]

[You have gained the title <Eternal Death>]

...

<Eternal Death>

You cannot live again.

...

After that, the eye vanished from the skies.

The heat plasma completely stopped struggling!

***

In a null void, where even the light would be swallowed,

A giant beast floated in the void, completely still like a stone.

This giant monster had a vague anthropoid outline, but with an octopus-like head and a human-like body with arms and limbs.

One eye of this giant beast was open, and through it, it was looking at another dimension far away.

"Interesting copy, something that even I couldn’t find a source of. If this being grows up, then it might even be able to compete with me."

The silence in the void was deafening, only replaced by a mere scoff.

"You are lucky my main mind is asleep."

***

Eryke the Third, in plasma form, had completely stopped struggling after that light had landed.

But another system prompt appeared.

[Your talent cannot be stopped]

[The curse of <Eternal Death> temporarily stopped]

A prompt appeared again.

The plasma continued to wriggle, and the death energy started to shape his body again.

This couldn’t be stopped!

*** ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Ahhh—

Eryke roared in pain. He felt like countless ants were biting every fibre of his being, and veins popped throughout his body.

He thrashed his injured figure around on the ground to relieve himself of some pain, but only worsened his terrifying injuries, which only made his pain worse.

Not only was he suffering from the same fate, but the two other clones were also suffering from the same.

Even the hive mind skill couldn’t stop him from the pain. In fact, it was a tunnel that offset the pain for Eryke the Third, and instead, all the other clones felt it.

***

Drayken, who was studying with countless books littered across the ground, was completely soaked in cold sweat.

He didn’t scream, gritted his teeth as veins popped all over his body, trying to maintain his sanity in this pain.

...

Chun Ma, who was cultivating in the Demonic Cave, just stood there motionless and emotionless.

As if he didn’t feel this soul-rendering pain which could completely break one’s mind.

But his trembling body couldn’t hide his pain.

Veins popped throughout his body, like ants crawling through his skin.

He was weaker than Drayken, but he didn’t even have the slightest bit of reaction, completely unfazed.

In fact, he was gathering Demonic Qi at the moment so that he could reach further in his martial journey as well.

...

However, for one particular clone, it was the most devastating of them all.

It was Eryke the Second, who had travelled to the book taming world.

He was crying out loudly in the corner of the streets, his figure drenched in cold rain and his body stinky. Those who came out to see hurriedly closed their noses so as not to smell the stench coming from his body.

"My body is weak."

Initially, he had thought that the charm skill would be wonderful; however, he was stoned by the reality of it.

No matter how much charm one has, if one looks like a beggar, people wouldn’t even glance at you, and he was in a similar condition right now.

Especially in an era where beggars were openly disdainful, it was particularly humiliating for a grown adult like him.

The ladies didn’t even glance at him; each went their own way.

He could have used his strength, but he refrained, knowing he should first understand his surroundings. He knew the world, but not the place he found himself in.

Unfortunately, he soon realized that he was in the capital of the Asher Kingdom, home to the Grand Book Master, who kept a watchful eye over every corner.

As his screams echoed through the area, his pain only intensified.

At that moment, a girl skidded toward him, looking on curiously.

Her twin brown ponytails swayed in the air, and she was dressed in a librarian’s suit.

She silently observed him, tilting her head slightly, her eyes gleaming with curiosity, while Eryke the Second continued to scream in agony.

***

After almost two hours had passed, the death energy finally allowed him to take on a swirling black mass, but nothing more than that.

"This seems to be more troublesome than I expected," he muttered to himself.

Although the death energy had helped him from something other than plasma, shaping a human body proved to be incredibly difficult.

A timer appeared in front of him.

[Time remaining: 10:23]

The timer displayed minutes and seconds, and he had only about ten minutes left to make a decision before the curse took effect.