Solo Leveling : Ragnarok - Chapter 97
âW-Why, why are they acting like this?â
âWhat is this Vulcan theyâre talking about?â
The young demons reacted in bewilderment to the sudden tension.
In contrast, the older demons, born before the Monarch Wars, clicked their tongues and rebuked them.
âWhat? You donât know about the Greedy Vulcan?â
âAh, youngsters these days!â
âIf Vulcan were still alive, do you think weâd be stuck doing something as trivial as pickaxe work?â
âNo way! Weâd have been devoured long ago without a trace left behind!â
â…?â
Seeing the young demons grow even more puzzled, the old demons began recounting the dreadful and fearsome past, each vying to speak first.
Demons are broadly classified into two categories: intelligent demons and unintelligent demons.
The intelligent ones did not even consider the unintelligent ones their kin; they regarded them as insignificant pests.
And yet…
âVulcan, too, was once nothing more than a nameless pest.â
He was a lowly creature crawling in the depths of the Demon Realm, licking up the blood and scraps left behind by other demons after their hunts.
âA mere worm writhing on instinct.â
In the hierarchy of the Demon Realm, Vulcanâs position was no higher than that.
But the Demon Realm was a brutal hellscape where devouring and being devoured was the norm.
In such a world, true strength was not about raw power or magic but about enduring and surviving.
âIn that sense, Vulcan was truly a strong demon.â
Born weak and lowly, Vulcan learned to flatten himself to the ground during the day and hide underground at night to avoid becoming prey.
Living in obscurity, he scavenged scraps, demon blood, and flesh left by others, slowly building his strength in secret.
Then one day, purely by chance, Vulcan discovered âitâ while hiding endlessly from stronger demons.
âGrugh…?â
At the time, Vulcan lacked the intelligence to comprehend what âitâ was.
But even without intelligence, his instincts made the right decision.
Crunch!
Vulcan latched onto the massive object and broke off a small branch.
He then ravenously devoured the leaves attached to the branch.
At that momentâ
Crack!
â…Gragh?!â
A change began to occur in Vulcanâs body.
Snap! Snap!
âGraaaaaagh…!â
Writhing in excruciating pain, Vulcanâs body started to grow larger.
Simultaneously, a glimmer of intelligence sprouted in his once-vacant mind.
And he realized what stood before him.
The [World Tree].
âVulcan had stumbled upon the furthest edge of the World Tree that extended into the Demon Realm.â
By sheer chance, this lowly demon had eaten the leaves of the World Tree and was given the name “Vulcan.”
Wielding a club crafted from the World Treeâs branch, Vulcan began to hunt and devour the strong demons who once looked down on him.
âGraaaaaah!â
No demon could withstand the attacks of Vulcanâs weapon made from the sturdy branch of the World Tree.
Feasting on the blood and flesh of defeated demons, Vulcan grew stronger and stronger.
âWhen we encountered Vulcan, we were forced to make a choice.â
Either become his food or bow down and submit as his subordinate.
Thus, Vulcan eventually became the ruler of a region, a demon noble.
However, perhaps due to his grotesque evolution, Vulcan never developed the ability to speak, even as a demon noble.
Although he gained minimal intelligence, it was no more than that.
He remained a predator driven by instinct and couldnât produce the [Bloodstone], the symbol of demon nobility.
But Vulcan didnât care. He found it far more satisfying and enjoyable to devour demons whole instead of worrying about Bloodstones.
âAnd so, even after becoming a demon noble, Vulcan reigned as a relentless predator, devouring lower demons without end.â
[The Greedy Vulcan.]
At the time, demons trembled in fear as they called him by this name.
âUntil he was finally killed by the Shadow Legion during the Monarch Wars.â
â…â
Hearing the old demonsâ tale, the young demons swallowed dryly.
They understood how monumental it was for a lowly demon to rise to the status of a demon noble through sheer force.
âH-How many did he have to devour for that to happen…?â
It was a feat impossible even if one devoured every demon filling the Colosseum here.
And nowâ
At this very moment, in the center of the Colosseum…
Rooooar!
Boom!
A massive demon with Vulcanâs horns was locked in a bloody battle with Minotaurs.
Watching the scene, the old demons nodded with certainty.
âThe appearance is slightly different, but itâs unmistakable.â
âThatâs Vulcanâs horn.â
âIt carries Vulcanâs energy.â
âIf it isnât Vulcan reborn, then it must be his bloodline…â
Regardless of which was true, the situation was undeniably shocking.
—
Meanwhile, amidst the commotion, Suho was incredulous even as he fought.
âDid you hear that? Theyâre saying Iâm Vulcanâs son.â
[Congratulations! Your secret lineage has been revealed.]
âStop joking. Who was Vulcan anyway, to cause such a reaction?â
[Just a gluttonous fat pig. A big, bloated one.]
âThat doesnât resemble me at all.â
[Itâs likely that eating the Bloodstone in here triggered something of Vulcanâs within you.]
Vulcan had never consumed a Bloodstone during his lifetime as a demon noble.
Now, having tasted it (even if indirectly through his horn), Vulcanâs dormant energy surged within Suho.
Like fresh rain on parched land causing new sprouts to emerge.
[Your horn is now exuding Vulcanâs unique stench.]
âStench? I donât smell anything.â
[Only demons can sense it. More importantly, behind you!]
âI know!â
Heeding Esilâs warning, Suho stopped speaking and turned around.
He grabbed the charging Minotaurâs horn and slammed his fist down.
Boom!
âRooooar!â
The Minotaur retaliated fiercely, enduring Suhoâs powerful strike and countering with its own brutish punch.
Boom!
The tremendous impact resembled an exploding bomb, shaking Suhoâs entire body.
However…
[âSkill: Resilienceâ reduces incoming damage.]
âIâm pretty tough myself.â
Suho endured the blow and kept swinging his fists.
âMoo!â
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
[This… such a brutish way of fightingâŚ]
Esil clicked her tongue in disbelief, her expression showing utter disdain.
A fight like thisâwhere both sides completely abandoned defense and focused solely on attackingâwas something that no demon noble could ever stoop to imagine.
Well, with one exception.
That one was Vulcan.
Boom!
âMooooâŚâ
Finally, the victor and the vanquished were decided in this brutish brawl.
Under Suhoâs relentless violence, yet another massive beast lost its strength and collapsed.
âDamn, these guys sure can take a beating.â
Suho remarked in genuine admiration.
The five Minotaurs he had defeated were still alive, struggling on the ground, gasping for breath.
Even though the battle was over, the demons watching from the stands were too shocked to cheer.
âOh my godâŚâ
âHe took down five Minotaurs by himselfâŚâ
âAs expected of Vulcanâs sonâŚâ
Yet, there was one individual whose reaction differed from the rest.
ââŚHah.â
The head wardenâs eyes gleamed with greed as he stared at Suho.
âWhat a windfall! Vulcanâs offspring!â
Slurp.
Saliva pooled uncontrollably in his mouth.
Of course, it made senseâit was Vulcan, after all.
The very symbol that even lower demons could rise to become nobles!
The wardenâs curiosity burned.
âIf I devour him, how much stronger could I become?â
As that thought flashed through his mind, an overwhelming hunger surged within him.
The head warden quickly scanned the Colosseum.
âStill not here!â
Despite the chaos, the Tyrant King had yet to appear in the Colosseum.
All thanks to that one-horned demon wrapping up his battle so quickly.
Realizing this, a sense of urgency flashed across the head wardenâs face.
âIf I eat him before the Tyrant King gets hereâŚ?â
What would happen then?
âCould I possibly become stronger than the Tyrant King?â
The moment the warden allowed such an audacious thought to take root, a powerful shiver ran down his spine from head to toe.
âStronger than the Tyrant King? Me? The ruler of this place?â
The heart of the greedy demon pounded like thunder, filled with unrestrained desire.
And as a demon, ignoring such desire would be an unforgivable insult to his nature.
Whoosh!
âHuh?!â
âW-Warden?!â
The head warden abruptly leapt into the arena, leaving the other demon wardens wide-eyed in shock.
Yet none of them dared to stop him.
In the absence of the Tyrant King, the warden held the highest authority among them.
Suho noticed the warden charging straight at him and smirked.
âA big fish, huh.â
[Donât get cocky! His magical power is far beyond yours!]
âMagic isnât everything.â
Besides…
âItâs way more efficient to take out the boss first than to fight them all at once.â
Suho immediately readied himself for battle.
But the head warden, while acting on impulse driven by greed, was far from a fool.
His cunning gaze shifted to the five fallen Minotaurs lying near Suho.
âNever underestimate your opponent.â
After all, this one-horned demon had single-handedly defeated five incredibly tough foes.
And if he truly was Vulcanâs son, the warden knew better than to let his guard down.
The warden stretched out his hands toward the Minotaurs and shouted:
âRise again, Blood-Crazed Beasts!â
[Kyak?! How dare you speak those words first!]
Beru, hiding within the shadows, was furious.
But it was too late. A venomous aura was already spreading from the wardenâs hands, poisoning the fallen Minotaurs.
âMooooâŚ!â
Writhing in immense pain, the Minotaurs began to rise again.
Their bodies burned fiercely from within, every drop of blood in their veins boiling.
To use such a venom on creatures already on the brink of death was essentially a death sentence.
Had the warden used this venom from the start, the Minotaurs would have refused to fight, valuing their lives too much.
But now, things were different.
âMoooooo!â
With all their pain and rage, the Minotaurs unleashed their fury upon Suho.
[The domesticated Minotaur succumbs to madness.]
[The domesticated Minotaur succumbs to madness.]
[The domesticated Minotaur succumbs to madness.]
âŚ
The head warden laughed wickedly as he gave his command.
âYes! Kill him! Burn your lives to ashes and tear that bastard to pieces!â
âMoooooo!â
âHaha! Vulcanâs spawn! Iâll consume every last drop of your blood, every piece of your flesh, and even your bones!â
With a manic grin, the warden charged at Suho, accompanied by the maddened Minotaurs, ready to devour his heart.
âVulcanâs power will be mineâŚ!â
At that momentâ
Vrrrmmmâ
As if responding to the wardenâs words, Suhoâs hornâor rather, Vulcanâs hornâbegan to vibrate, emitting a strange hum.
And thenâ
Ding!
[A new emergency quest has been issued.]
âAn emergency?â
Before Suho, a quest window suddenly unfolded.
[Emergency Quest: Vulcanâs Greed]
The demon soul slumbering within Vulcanâs horn has awakened due to an intense hunger for power.
The âGreedy Vulcan,â awakened from his long slumber, feels a tremendous hunger.
Satisfy Vulcan by feeding him demon souls and obtain a special reward.