Slime Leveling [Litrpg, Timeloop]

Chapter 125—Entering the Trial of Demon King’s Heir Yet Again


[ Ding! You have acquired Soul Mantle (Common+) Lv.1! ]

Slime#47 dismissed the notification.

He spent an entire day strengthening the barrier, then formed another barrier over it.

[ Ding! Soul Mantle (Common+) has evolved into Double Soul Mantle (Uncommon+)! ]

For the next three days, he did the same thing, except for eating and drinking.

"It's too annoying," he muttered, remembering the potions Professor Seralyth had given.

"I need to find potions like that. They're too helpful."

He nodded in satisfaction as he inspected the five barriers surrounding his soul.

But his grin vanished when he noticed a fraction of soul essence still leaking out.

"Unless the will barrier recovers, it will stay the same." He clenched his fists. "I need to get stronger and heal those injuries."

[ Ding! Your skill Soul Mantle (Rare+) Lv.4 has leveled up to Lv.Max! ]

"So for Rare, there are five barriers. For Uncommon… two. And for Common… one," he muttered, finally understanding the pattern.

"And with levels, the barrier gets stronger each time. At Lv.Max, it reaches peak sturdiness."

"However, when the skill evolves, it's not just stacking barriers—the barrier's structure evolves too. It becomes thicker and sturdier."

He then remembered the jump from Common to Uncommon.

"It wasn't just another layer. The first barrier became denser, matching the second barrier."

"If it's only stacking, even one hundred Common stacks could never compete with a Rare skill," he said plainly.

'I need to get going,' he decided, returning to his bodily senses.

"My soul finally adapted," he muttered. The stinging pain that came once in a while had finally subsided.

Not that he couldn't endure it—but it could ruin him in a fight.

"Status," he said, checking himself.

[ Status

Name: Slime#47 {Temporary}

Race: Slime ★

Class: N/A

Traits: Eternal Mastery, Viscous Body, Amorphous Being, Adamant Soul

Titles: True Language Creator

Level: 1

Strength: G‑

Endurance: G

Will: F {Original: E… cracked and dispersing}

Wisdom: G‑

Dexterity: G

Perception: G‑

Agility: G+

Vitality: G+ ]

"True Language Creator carried over," he muttered, eyeing the shimmering panel. "And what's this—Adamant Soul?"

He clearly remembered having Indomitable Soul before.

He clicked it and opened the traits panel.

[Traits

—Adamant Soul {Mythic}—

—Granted to a soul that should have stayed broken, yet stood again.

—A soul that broke multiple times and found its resolve again.

—Can withstand extreme pain regardless of body, soul, or authority.

—Extremely difficult to break this soul {Unless an authority is used; no mortal means work on this soul any longer}

—Higher control over emotions.

—Can sense authority.

—Note: Does not require energy ]

"It seems this trait evolved…" Slime#47 muttered, scanning the panel.

'Maybe I got it when I met my future self,' he thought.

He had spent only four days on Soul Mantle because he didn't want to miss the butterfly effect he had created in the previous loop.

He wanted to repeat the same path.

Then he began leveling again with the Mana Torrent Refinement Technique.

Unlike the previous loop.

He took it slow because he could explode if he took in more mana. He didn't want to die anymore—not after learning each loop was a real world.

He reached Level 89, just like in the previous loop.

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Eternal Mastery devoured the wisp of faith before his eyes.

'After knowing it's the real world… I'm satisfied with my choice to help the kids and kill the guards,' he thought with a slight grin, recalling Victoria.

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Things went similarly to the previous loop, with the Dancing Lightning party changing some members.

A young man held a staff.

Slime#47 smashed his head, killing him.

Then he slaughtered the rest of the party.

He stared at the bodies, then at the sealed-artifact staff.

"I need to be careful," he muttered. "Since Vael is sealed, I can take these sealed artifacts for myself—or rather, destroy them."

He picked up the pouches from the dead bodies.

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Ruins City Lunixa…

"Demonic Fist!"

Slime#47 smashed the spider's head, and Thud!—it collapsed to the ground.

He picked up the three artifacts and looked around.

"…Vael is sealed," he muttered, unable to stop his nervousness. He felt like the sealed artifacts might disappear any second.

Wob!

He bounced back to Elder Slime in the fortress and asked sharply, "Is there any method to destroy these sealed artifacts?"

Old Slime glanced at the artifacts in his hands and replied, "No. You need to be at least a god to destroy them."

Slime#47 fell silent.

'If I can't destroy them, I'll hide them,' he decided firmly.

After experiencing everything, he felt no one should ever use these sealed artifacts.

He was furious at their creator.

"They cannot be found…" he muttered. "It would be better to die without using these things as a last hope."

He scowled, "Living by relying on these things is a nightmare."

Elder Slime quickly inscribed the array. They teleported one by one using the crystals.

Whoosh!

Boom!

"Demonic Pulse!" Young Slime cast as a beam of demonic force collided with a purple beam.

"He found us…" Slime#47 muttered, glancing at the young purple lad in the sky.

He was slightly late because of acquiring Soul Mantle and a few other preparations.

Like in the second last loop, he jumped into the array after everyone teleported.

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Demon King's Castle…

Young Slime sat on top of a magic array, closing his eyes as a torrent of mana flooded out of his body.

He felt himself floating for a few moments—then landed.

He opened his eyes and found himself in an open forest field.

A large shadow stood in front of him.

The shadow's red eyes glowed as it stared at him, "Your trial will begin now."

Slime#47 checked his status and thought quickly.

'Since I already learned all the languages… I won't need to be locked in Seralyth's classroom.'

"I should meet powerhouses, since I'll get three months." He grinned faintly.

'If I get a portion of Seralyth's power like last time… it will be great.'

"Your trial—" the shadow began.

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