The Huslimes sneaking through routes from other countries' dungeons started arriving at the grand lounge, almost in sync. As they pushed open the doors, they spotted the splattered remains of a single slime smeared across the floor… under the mark of a massive sword slash.
A two-legged figure, just 1.6 meters tall, stood before them. Its head was encased in armor shaped like a pristine white dragon, forged from some ultra-rare mineral, hiding its entire face. Its body, clad in the same armor, had the slender frame of a young woman, with a modest chest peeking through. In its hand, a giant greatsword loomed large. The overwhelming, awe-inspiring aura of a one-of-a-kind legendary boss radiated from it. Facing the ten Huslimes, this was Ragna, Origin of the ReTower…
Ragna turned to face the slimes, its expression calm and unreadable beneath the helm. A suffocating air of despair seeped into every nerve, making even a glance feel like a death sentence. Weaker foes might've sworn they were already dead just standing there…
The ten slimes slowly inched closer, transforming into stunning Huslime girls. Fearlessly, they reached out toward Ragna. Dropping its greatsword, Ragna responded to their advance, and then…
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Ragna collapsed to the ground.
The ten Huslime girls patted its shoulders, consoling it.
"ARRRGH!!! I screwed up so bad I can't forgive myself!!!"
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Rewind a moment ago.
After my Huslime from the capital's dungeon slipped into the lounge, I wanted to be absolutely sure my stealthy copy attempt would go undetected. So, I swapped out the Huslime for my ultimate prototype: Colorless Huslime. The plan? Go full invisible, copy Ragna, and slip out clean.
But right at that moment, my real body took a hit: HP -144.
The name of the one who spotted my Huslime before I swapped bodies in that split second? Ragna, Origin of the ReTower.
"What the?!"
I was floored. Ragna detected my LV.99999 Huslime with god-tier stealth from outside the room? In that instant, Ragna's body erupted with full power, sensing the Huslime's insane level and stealth skills. It teleported to my location and unleashed its most devastating attack… right as I swapped to Colorless Huslime.
[Status]
Name: Ragna, Origin of the ReTower
Monster: - Race - LV.9999
Grade: The strongest boss of the 100th floor of Root Tower, Rank USS, Gender: -
HP: 999,999,999/999,999,999
MP: 999,999,999/999,999,999
[Status]
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[Status]
Monster: Colorless Huslime
Race: Slime, LV.99999, Strength boosted 60,400x
(From 50,000% fake body boost and Perfect Shapeshift LV.10,000. Confused? Check Chapter 12. Plus a pinch of Overlimit since then!)
Grade: Boss, Rank G, Gender: Female
HP: 2,500,475/2,500,475 * 60,400
MP: 500,045/500,045 * 60,400
[Status]
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WHAM!!
SPLAT!!
Yup, that's it.
In a panic, Ragna swung at my Colorless Huslime. But with stats way beyond Ragna's, Colorless Huslime auto-dodged and countered with a casual jelly-arm smack. Damage formula? ((250 base attack + 499,995 (5 per level growth)) * 60,400) thanks to my ridiculous tinkering.
That's 30,214,798,000 damage to Ragna, whose armor cuts all damage by 90% (takes thousands of hits to break temporarily) and whose physical defense blocks another 60%. Actual damage? 1,208,591,920.
Ragna's total HP? 999,999,999.
That splat? Not my Colorless Huslime. It was Ragna, the legendary strongest boss of this continent's 100-floor tower…
Colorless Huslime (aka me) stared at Ragna's obliterated remains—shattered into bits, its armor and sword reduced to dust from a single jelly smack. All I could do was…
"I SCREWED UP BIG TIME!!!"
(Screaming with the face of God Enel when his attack missed Luffy in that one piece anime!)
This wasn't supposed to happen! Sure, I'd joked that combining a 50,000% fake body, Perfect Shapeshift LV.10,000, and Overlimit would be broken, but I didn't think it'd be this broken! One-shotting the final boss? Insane!
Thankfully, besides Ragna biting the dust, no one else saw or sensed this disaster.
"DESTROY THE EVIDENCE!!!"
In a split second—before anyone else could peek at this absolute mess (unlikely, but better safe than sorry)—I swept all of Ragna's bloody scraps and my troublemaking Colorless Huslime into my pocket dimension.
End of Chapter 39
Colorless Huslime Catastrophe