100\% DROP RATE : Why is My Inventory Always so Full?-Chapter 443 - Beastman

In the middle of their flight, Marie suddenly pulled the Void Craft out of its forward rush.

The vessel stopped so abruptly that the air around it trembled.

"There are people ahead," Marie said. Her voice had lost all of its earlier playfulness. "They are surrounding something."

Everyone rose at once and looked ahead.

Far beyond, a torn barrier flickered in the distance. It had once been hidden well, but now a section of it had been ripped open. Around that opening hovered dozens of figures.

They were not defending it.

They were preventing anyone from escaping it.

Eirene touched the pendant at her neck.

Equivalent Exchanged.

She exchanged her mana for information and reached outward through traces left in the broken formation.

Her expression changed almost at once.

She turned to Lucien.

"It is Brother Murak’s settlement."

Lucien’s eyes sharpened.

Marie’s face changed too.

They both remembered him.

Murak, the merchant Bull Beastman they had spoken to before entering Dawnbinder’s city.

Lucien frowned.

"I thought Brother Murak joined Verdant Veil."

Eirene shook her head.

"He did. But years ago, he suddenly asked to leave. He said someone was already watching him because of that identity. After that, I never heard from him again."

Lucien’s gaze returned to the broken barrier.

His voice turned cold.

"Marie. Full speed."

Marie’s lips curled.

"I was waiting for you to say that."

The Void Craft roared forward.

This time, she drove it without restraint.

Her cheat surged.

They arrived in moments.

What greeted them made the air inside the craft grow colder.

The ones guarding the breach were Beastmen too.

But their faces were twisted with the same ugly aggression Lucien had come to associate with those who had already sunk too deep into their evil deeds.

The guards noticed the incoming Void Craft at once and rushed to intercept.

They never reached it.

Lucien stepped out first.

No, not stepped.

He was simply there, outside the craft, with the wind pulling at his clothes and his eyes fixed on the nearest line of raiders.

He raised one hand.

The Law of Stillness descended first.

The charging Beastmen froze for the barest instant, enough that the rhythm of their assault shattered.

Then came the Law of Burden.

The hovering figures dropped to the ground.

The ground beneath them deepened like it had remembered gravity too well. Knees buckled. Bodies lurched downward under invisible mass.

Lucien moved through them.

A line of pale force formed at his fingertips as the Law of Creation shaped itself into thin crescent blades, each defined by the clause of "Sharp."

Over those blades, the Law of Nihility gathered.

Black traced white.

Presence devoured form.

He passed once through their formation.

When he reached the other side, the wind caught up.

So did the consequences.

The frozen line of guards broke apart.

Some lost arms cleanly. Some split at the waist. Some simply fell into silence, the places struck by Lucien’s nihil-aligned cuts unable to hold together anymore.

The rest died before they hit the ground.

The barrier breach stood open.

Behind Lucien, the Void Craft plunged through it.

Marie parked it without elegance and jumped down first.

The others followed.

Then they saw the settlement.

And their expressions changed.

Flames. Broken homes. Beastmen cut down in the streets. Children dragged toward corners by elders who no longer knew where safety existed.

This had not been a raid for loot.

This was desecration.

This was meant to break something.

Marie’s voice turned flat.

"One Eternal. Dozens of Celestials and Ascendants."

Her Absolute Earth Dominance was already active. Every hostile who stood on the ground had been marked in her senses.

Shadow’s face turned colder.

Eirene and Lilith moved first.

Neither of them waited for orders.

Lucien drew out the Spatial Compass, locked onto Murak’s trace, and felt his jaw tighten.

He was alive.

"Save the settlement," Lucien said.

Then he vanished.

Behind him, the rest erupted.

Shadow lifted one hand and his puppets flashed outward like black blades given human shape. They struck the first cluster of raiders before the Beastmen even understood the attack had begun. Alpha broke necks with clean, economical violence. Beta severed tendons and throats in a blur of wire-thin precision. Gamma and Delta moved together, one destabilizing, the other finishing, until the street became a pattern of falling bodies.

Marie slammed one palm into the ground.

Absolute Earth Dominance answered instantly.

The streets convulsed.

Stone and packed earth rose like beast jaws beneath the attackers, swallowing legs, breaking formations, and pinning the wounded exactly where they could do the least harm.

Lilith moved like something the light had failed to hold in place. Her attacks were merciless. A flicker here, a strike there, and another raider was reduced to pulp without ever seeing what had passed through him.

Eirene was different.

Where she passed, people did not merely die.

Balance was corrected.

One brute swung down at a wounded child only for his own force to reverse through Equivalence and shatter his arm from the inside. Another tried to retreat and found his body suddenly bearing the same pain he had inflicted on three others moments earlier. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

What had begun as slaughter became retribution.

The settlement, moments ago drowning, suddenly found people fighting on its side.

And deeper inside, Lucien moved alone.

He thinned his presence to almost nothing.

By the time he reached Murak’s location, not even the Eternal inside had sensed him.

Lucien stopped at the edge of a shattered square.

Murak was there.

On his knees.

His limbs had been broken in several places. One horn was cracked. Blood ran down his mouth and chest. One eye had swollen nearly shut. Even so, he remained conscious.

Before him stood another Bull Beastman. Larger.

An Eternal.

He radiated the brutal force of someone who had built his path on trampling through resistance. His law clung to him like a moving avalanche.

The Law of Stampede.

A law of unstoppable advance, compounding momentum, and force that grew crueler the longer it was allowed to run.

The Eternal grabbed Murak by the hair and forced his head up.

"Enough," he said. "I have no interest in your pride. Give me the woman’s location."

Murak coughed blood and laughed weakly anyway.

"Big brother," he rasped. "You used to guard our people."

The Eternal’s expression hardened.

"I guard survival."

He threw Murak aside, then dragged him back again by one broken arm.

"Do not waste my time with old words."

His grip tightened.

"You were one of them."

Lucien’s eyes narrowed.

Murak spat blood at the Eternal’s feet.

"I left Verdant Veil years ago."

"Yes," the Eternal said. "And I know you."

His grip tightened slightly.

"You don’t abandon people, Murak. You just step back far enough to watch without being seen."

A cold pause.

"Which means you know exactly where they went."

He struck Murak in the gut.

The sound was ugly.

Murak folded over, choking.

"You know where the remnants moved," the Eternal continued.

Murak’s breathing shuddered.

Still, he forced out the words.

"I told you... I don’t know."

The Eternal’s eyes became colder.

"If you refuse again, I will finish this settlement properly. I am tired of hearing your loyalty spoken like virtue."

Murak looked up at him through blood and dust.

His body was wrecked.

His voice was not.

"You are not here for duty," Murak said. "You sold yourself and named it obedience."

The Eternal struck him again.

Murak’s body rolled across the ground and hit broken stone.

Still, he dragged himself up on one trembling arm.

"There are children here," the Eternal said. "Elders. Families. You can still end this."

Murak laughed again.

It sounded terrible.

"The world is already ending," he whispered. "At least let me choose one thing not to betray."

The Eternal lifted his hand for the next strike.

But then—

A smaller hand caught his wrist.

Perfectly.

The Bull Beastman Eternal froze.

Lucien stood there, expressionless.

He had simply appeared, and now the Eternal’s arm could not move even a finger farther.

The Eternal’s eyes widened.

He tried to wrench free.

Nothing happened.

Then instinct took over.

The Law of Stampede burst from him as he attempted to turn force into explosive retreat.

Momentum gathered.

The ground shattered beneath his feet.

He tore backward, finally slipping from Lucien’s grip and creating distance in one violent bound.

Only then did he breathe again.

Lucien did not look at him.

Not yet.

He had already knelt beside Murak.

"Brother Murak," he said quietly. "It’s me."

Then, to make certain, he used Origin Rewrite.

His form shifted for a moment into that of a Wolf Beastman.

Then he let it go and returned to himself.

Murak’s good eye widened.

For a brief second, confusion overtook pain.

Then recognition hit.

"No," Murak said hoarsely. "Brother... why are you here? Leave. Now."

Lucien shook his head once.

"You do not need to worry."

Then he stood.

Dragon Beast Mode activated.

His body changed at once, draconic force overlaying human form with something older, harsher, and made for dominion.

At the same time, he summoned Morphis.

His weapon answered with a roar so deep it seemed to tear through the square itself. The sound rolled across the burning settlement and made both the wounded and the raiders look up.

At last, Lucien turned to the Eternal.

His face had become utterly cold.

"You," he said, "are already dead."

And then his aura surged.