NOVEL Pick Me Up! Chapter 306.2: Ragnarok (11) (2)

Pick Me Up!

Chapter 306.2: Ragnarok (11) (2)
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“Gah!”

Boom!

Tell’s head smashed into the ground, upside-down.

‘Now it’s coming.’

To the side, I saw the sky writhing and unraveling.

All the city’s defense systems had already locked onto the rift.

Once the order was given, thousands of cannons would fire at once.

[Warning!]

[Warning!]

[Warning!]

The system detected danger.

A flood of warnings filled my view.

‘My true enemy.’

The twisted sky split open, revealing a massive rift.

I could feel it. Countless fragments trying to burst through.

<Loki, is it done? At this rate...>

“I know. They’ll be here soon.”

I looked down at Tell.

The girl once called the God of the Gods lay face-down, coughing blood.

Pitch-black blood. Her twin pairs of wings were torn from the roots.

“Ughuhuhuhu, ahahahah!”

Was she going mad?

Tell wiped the blood from her lips and stood up.

“I lose? Me, the ruler of Möbius, the omnipotent god who controls life and death across all dimensions...?”

“......”

“Not yet. It’s not over!”

Her eyes glowed red.

The authority of dimensional stasis.

Time stopped for a moment.

“I will bring you absolute death...”

Suspicious magical energy surged from her left eye.

Trying to challenge me again in a battle of powers.

“Don’t be a nuisance.”

I’m not playing this game a second time.

I slashed to the side with my hand.

“Kahak!”

Dimensional stasis shattered, and Tell collapsed.

I twirled my finger.

Her body spun violently, breaking as it turned.

‘Right now...’

I wasn’t even sure what I was anymore.

The powers inside me were converging into one.

“Still...! I...!”

Bang!

Space where I stood tore apart.

Of course, it didn’t harm me.

“I... I haven’t lost!”

“Is that so.”

Crack!

Tell’s left arm was ripped off.

I slowly approached her.

“Kgh!”

Her right arm tore away.

Armless, Tell fell to her knees.

Her body could no longer regenerate.

“You piece of sh—...”

“Shut up.”

Tell’s mouth closed.

“Ah... ah...”

She tried to speak but only mouthed words.

Then she seemed to remember something and sent a magical transmission.

<If you kill me like this...!>

“I won’t be able to fully absorb you?”

She was right.

To absorb her power efficiently, I’d # Nоvеlight # have to repeat fights like just now.

Devouring alone wasn’t enough. Measures were needed to properly digest it.

‘Not that it matters now.’

Plenty of prey would appear soon.

<You arrogant bastard! I should’ve killed you from the start! I never should’ve given you a chance! Ahahaha! A mere bug, lucky enough to gain power, dares to challenge me—ME...!>

Sching.

I drew my Dragon Scale Spear.

And drove it through Tell’s heart.

Crack.

A faint tremor traveled up the shaft.

“......”

I twisted the spear.

Blood seeped through her torn chest.

Thud.

Tell fell forward.

‘That took too long.’

My honest impression.

There was no need to drag it out this long.

I could’ve ended it much faster.

Right from the moment we met.

But if I had, I would’ve lost myself in an instant.

This power is like a drug—use it, and it pushes you to the edge.

“Tell, I don’t pity you.”

I muttered, looking down at the goddess.

Leader of the 32 directors and the pinnacle of Möbius Corp.

A goddess of purity who had witnessed destruction since time immemorial and tried to stop it—died like this.

For someone who played with hundreds of millions of dimensions, it was a pathetically empty end.

No matter her reasons, her actions didn’t change.

She met the end she deserved.

“Still... maybe this fight was your victory.”

I gave a bitter smile.

Her corpse crumbled as it was absorbed into me.

And within it, a panorama of memories played—memories of a goddess and her sister, which I chose to forget.

<You’ve dealt with the Director.>

Just then, Cizel’s voice came through.

<To protect Eden, we need your power. Soon the fragments will arrive. Our defense forces will hold them back, so...>

“Who said anything about protecting it? I told you to evacuate. You really should listen better.”

<What do you mean...?>

“I’m not staying here to protect it. If you don’t want to die, run.”

So the main server was destroyed.

Good. Less for me to clean up.

“What’s the point of keeping anything? Gonna make another game? Nope. No more failed games.”

......

“You said you’d pay for your sins. Then do your job. Whether I succeed or fail, this is the last reset.”

Even though the company’s board was wiped out, Alpha Zero and Cizel remained.

Other executives were probably still around, and there were more than enough Gems stockpiled. Restoring the world one last time would be possible.

‘The game is over.’

No more half-baked performances from heroes and monsters.

Pick Me Up ends here. The shutdown notice will go up. Countless Masters will complain. The customer center will be flooded with refund requests.

“Shouldn’t have played the game in the first place.”

This is all your fault.

<...Loki.>

“You understood what I said, right? I don’t feel like repeating it.”

<Understood. We’ll follow your will. Game operations are over now.>

“Good. Nice to deal with smart people.”

<We’ll begin evacuation immediately. And you...>

“I’m staying.”

I looked up.

In the center of the sky, a black hole had opened.

GROOOAAHHHH.

The screams of infinite fragments echoed.

“You said it yourself. If this breaks, the fragments will spread. Someone has to stop them.”

......

No response.

I smiled faintly.

“Didn’t you want me in this role? I’m doing exactly what you wanted. Got a problem with that?”

<Staying here means...>

“I’ll fight.”

‘Save Townia.’

Someone’s trembling voice.

Who he was, how I met him, how he died—

I forgot.

‘Our adventure... forever.’

A warrior who died driving his sword into the ground.

I can no longer recall that man’s dreams or journey.

‘Smile for me.’

She asked me to smile.

A girl who remained graceful even in death—I can’t remember her anymore.

I looked down below my belt.

A horse statue poked its head from a pouch.

I don’t even remember who gave it to me anymore.

But—

‘I...’

I haven’t forgotten.

I may have lost my memories and emotions as a human—and I will continue to lose more—

But this—

“I won’t forget.”

That much, I can promise.

The reason I’m still standing here.

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