I Don't Need To Log Out-Chapter 237: Floor 50 (3)
Arlon's grip tightened on Aetherion's Edge as Kurge spun toward him like a massive, living drill.
The speed was unlike anything it had shown before. Faster than a blink. Faster than anything he had fought so far in the Tower.
A direct hit wasn't an option. Even if he blocked, the force would likely shatter his guard and send him crashing through the chamber walls.
Arlon's mind raced, calculating.
No time for a counter. No time to charge a stronger spell.
He made his choice.
Blink.
In an instant, his body vanished, reappearing just outside the attack's range.
The very next second—
BOOOOM!
Kurge slammed into the ground, the sheer force of its landing shaking the entire chamber.
Stone cracked and exploded outward, a powerful shockwave tearing through the battlefield.
Arlon lifted his free hand, forming a barrier of condensed mana just in time to shield himself from the flying debris.
The dust settled, revealing a massive crater where Kurge had landed.
For a brief moment, the monster remained motionless, partially embedded in the shattered floor.
Arlon's eyes flicked toward the timer.
[Time remaining: 35:12]
Another eight minutes had passed. He still had time, but this needed to end soon.
Kurge twitched.
Arlon's gaze sharpened.
It's still alive.
The monster's wings buzzed violently as it wrenched itself free from the rubble, shaking off broken stone like it was nothing.
Even now, even after losing both its scythe arms, even after crashing into the ground at full force, it was still fighting.
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Arlon exhaled.
Fine. Let's push this further.
He flexed his fingers, his mana surging once more.
If Kurge was still this dangerous after losing its main weapons, then it was time to cripple it completely.
He readied himself, stepping forward.
Then—
Kurge moved first.
Its legs blurred, propelling it across the battlefield in an instant.
Arlon barely had time to register the movement before the mantis' powerful hind leg lashed out, aiming directly for his torso.
Arlon instinctively crossed Aetherion's Edge in front of him, bracing himself—
CLANG!
The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the air.
Arlon's arms trembled from the force, his boots digging into the stone floor as he was pushed back several meters.
His balance wavered—but only for a split second.
Then, he gritted his teeth and pushed forward.
Arlon wasn't hit even once till now, but it wasn't by chance.
Thanks to his years of fighting, his instincts were in good condition.
Together with the younger body he received and better stats thanks to his title, it was possible. At least for now.
Using Kurge's own force against it, he twisted his body, redirecting the energy of the blow.
Dash.
Arlon slipped past the second incoming strike, his enhanced speed allowing him to move faster than Kurge could react.
He was inside its guard now.
Without hesitation—
Shadow Slash.
Aetherion's Edge flashed, the blade coated in dense, dark energy as it sliced clean through one of Kurge's back legs.
CRACK!
The severed limb hit the ground with a sickening thud.
Kurge screeched, its monstrous cry echoing through the chamber.
It staggered, losing balance for a split second—the opening Arlon needed.
His free hand crackled with mana.
He didn't have time to charge a large spell, but he didn't need one.
Instead, he gathered just enough dark magic to reinforce his blade further.
Arlon's mind worked quickly.
He had been experimenting with fusing abilities, combining his warrior techniques with his mage spells to create something new.
Now was the perfect time to try another.
Arlon inhaled sharply, focusing.
Dark magic—reinforce the edge.
Extend the blade with Mana Surge.
Increase cutting force and speed.
The fusion was complete.
Night Rend.
A new skill.
Arlon's sword hummed with power, the dark aura twisting around the blade like a living storm.
Then—he struck.
SLASH!
The enhanced blade cut through both of Kurge's remaining legs, severing them cleanly.
The massive mantis collapsed instantly, its weight crashing onto the stone floor.
Arlon exhaled, stepping back.
He glanced at the timer.
[Time remaining: 15:43]
It was almost over.
Kurge twitched, struggling to move. But without its limbs, it could do nothing.
Arlon lifted Aetherion's Edge, preparing for the final blow.
It was time to end this.
Kurge twitched, its broken body convulsing as it desperately tried to rise again. But it was over.
Arlon stood over the crippled creature, his breathing steady despite the long battle.
His sword was coated in dark ichor, and the remains of his mana surged faintly around him.
The mantis had fought well. It had lasted far longer than any other opponent in the Tower so far. But this was the end.
Arlon exhaled slowly.
I could end this cleanly… but there's no need.
Instead, he relaxed his stance, letting his guard down just slightly.
Kurge, still barely holding onto life, seized the opportunity.
With a final, desperate screech, it lunged forward.
Its jagged mandibles snapped open, its broken limbs propelling it toward him at a reckless speed.
Arlon didn't move. He didn't dodge. He didn't block.
He let it come.
The instant before impact—
SLASH!
Aetherion's Edge tore through the mantis' head with one final, precise strike.
At the same time, its attack collided with him—a direct hit aimed straight for his chest.
But—
Absolute Shield.
A translucent energy shimmered around Arlon's body.
The force of Kurge's attack dispersed the moment it touched him, the impact completely nullified. Not a single scratch remained.
The barrier faded a moment later.
Arlon exhaled. That was the ability granted by the Magic Swordsman title.
A shield that automatically absorbed one attack per battle. And since this fight was now over…
It would reset again before the next one.
Kurge's body twitched one last time before finally going still.
A moment of silence.
Then—
[You have leveled up!]
[You have leveled up!]
[You have leveled up!]
A slow smirk formed on Arlon's lips.
Level 199.
But that wasn't what mattered.
His expression turned serious.
He clenched his fist, feeling the difference.
There was a wall here.
A massive wall standing between him and level 200.
This… isn't like before.
Arlon had been leveling rapidly since entering the Tower, but this was different. The difference between level 199 and 200 was a true boundary.
The fight against Kurge had been proof of that. It was the hardest fight he had encountered so far.
At his current level, he could handle monsters up to level 249, but only with effort. Beyond that, they would be like bosses to him.
But once he passed level 200…
Once he broke through—
Monsters up to level 249 would become normal enemies.
And monsters up to level 299 would be within his reach.
That was the true difference.
Arlon flexed his fingers, gripping Aetherion's Edge tightly.
The next battle would be far more important.
His gaze sharpened.
Level 250. That was the final barrier he had broken through in his past life.
It was the threshold of S-level existence.
Back then, he had thought that was his limit. That nothing beyond that was possible.
But this time?
Arlon's eyes burned with determination.
I'm going to break through to level 300 before leaving this Tower.
That would be SS-level.
Stronger than Zephyrion.
Stronger than anyone on Trion. Well, maybe not anyone, but he would be one of the strongest three.
If this Tower truly had what he needed to reach that point—he was going to take it.
No matter how long it took.
No matter what stood in his way.
