SSS-Rank Awakening: My Talent Multiplies Everything novel Chapter 43

Chapter 43: Gaining A Title.

Kael let out a sigh of relief.

Then his expression slowly changed.

Something wasn’t adding up.

His mind replayed what he had just witnessed.

The Cataloguer had removed the sections burdened by the Page Wraiths’ cursed pages. That part made sense. Those pages were clearly hindering its movement.

But why remove the other damaged sections as well?

Those damaged shelves hadn’t been affecting its mobility. They weren’t slowing it down. They weren’t interfering with its attacks.

Yet it had replaced them anyway.

Kael frowned.

The more he thought about it, the stranger it became.

Then a memory surfaced.

The Sand Golems.

Every time a Sand Golem lost even a small chunk of its body, the creature would immediately begin repairing itself. It didn’t matter whether the damage was significant or not. Even minor cracks were treated as something that needed to be restored.

Almost as though every single part of its body mattered.

As though losing even a tiny piece made the construct incomplete.

Kael’s eyes narrowed.

A construct...

The ridiculous thought suddenly struck him.

Could the Cataloguer be the same?

When he thought about it that way, it actually made sense.

The creature wasn’t flesh and blood.

It was literally a giant collection of bookshelves stitched together into a single entity.

No living organism should be built like that.

Still, Kael didn’t jump to conclusions.

A theory was only a theory.

He needed proof.

And if the Cataloguer truly was some kind of construct, then somewhere inside that massive body there had to be a core.

A core he could destroy.

Before he could think further, the battle resumed.

Freed from the slowing effects of the cursed pages, the Cataloguer turned its attention back toward the Page Wraiths.

It raised an enormous arm.

Immediately countless loose pages rose into the air around it.

The pages spun faster and faster until they formed a raging cyclone.

A storm of razor-sharp paper.

With a violent gesture, the Cataloguer launched the attack.

The paper cyclone surged across the library.

The Page Wraiths reacted instantly as they scattered.

One wasn’t fast enough though.

The storm swallowed it whole.

Thousands of slicing pages tore through its paper body in mere seconds, shredding it into countless fragments.

Yet it hardly mattered.

The destroyed Wraith dissolved into its ethereal state.

Soon enough it would reform.

The remaining two Wraiths didn’t spare their fallen companion a glance.

They simply charged.

Their paper bodies slammed into the Cataloguer.

They clawed, scratched, punched and rammed it.

Anything they could do to damage their gigantic opponent.

Kael’s eyes lit up.

This was his chance.

Without hesitation he burst from his hiding spot.

A massive war hammer appeared in his hands.

His foot slammed against the floor.

BOOM!

The stone cracked beneath him as he launched himself forward.

The Cataloguer noticed him immediately.

One of its massive arms moved to intercept.

But before it could react fully, the Page Wraiths struck again.

Sheets of cursed paper wrapped around its limbs, restricting its movements for a crucial moment.

That moment was all Kael needed.

His hammer descended.

CRASH!

The impact shattered the entire lower section of the creature’s leg.

Bookshelves exploded apart.

Wooden fragments flew in every direction.

The Cataloguer released a furious roar.

Before it could recover, one of the Page Wraiths rammed directly into its unstable body.

The towering construct lost balance.

Then collapsed.

The entire library shook as the giant crashed onto the floor.

The Page Wraiths immediately swarmed it.

They didn’t even glance at Kael.

For them, the Cataloguer remained the primary target.

The construct attempted to rebuild itself.

Attempted to replace damaged sections.

Attempted to rise.

The Wraiths never gave it the opportunity.

They continuously battered its body, keeping it pinned down.

Kael wasn’t foolish enough to waste such an opening.

He rushed forward.

Again and again his hammer crashed into the construct like a wrecking ball.

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