Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 365 Advancing to Legendary Status!!! (Please Subscribe!)
"Is this what legend is...?"

Herbert felt the power of legend.

It is no longer the pressure felt from others, but from within one's own soul.

The surging holy light, like a dazzling flame, exuded a vast and legendary pressure, bursting forth from the depths of his soul.

boom! boom! boom!
A thunderous roar echoed in his ears, and he felt his blood begin to boil.

That was the roar of the soul.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
He felt his muscles tearing like silk, falling apart with each breath.

That was the scream of flesh and blood.

Click!Click!Click!
His bones emitted a quenching sound, as if they were being crushed by a heavy pressure and shattering inch by inch.

That was the roar of bones.

Herbert's physical body seemed unable to withstand such immense power, and it was rapidly disintegrating.

He knew he was about to break through to the legendary level.

Herbert was strong, but this upgraded power was even stronger, far exceeding what he could currently withstand.

After waiting for a long time at the threshold of legend, his sudden breakthrough brought an unimaginable improvement.

The realm of legend is the barrier that allows mortals to step into the extraordinary.

In the eyes of most ordinary people, professionals can be seen as another kind of creature, possessing greater strength and a longer lifespan.

But that's actually wrong.

At least, not entirely correct.

Low-level, mid-level, and high-level – as long as a professional is still within these three stages, their strength is far from reaching superhuman levels.

They may be powerful, but they are far from being as exaggerated as some people think.

But legends are different.

Once any living being enters the legendary realm, their life level will undergo a tremendous leap, and they will truly enter the extraordinary realm!

Although they still need to look up to the gods, they have already transcended mortals.

Legendary powerhouses no longer need to eat; the magical energy they absorb with every breath is enough to sustain their basic life force.

Even melee fighters who never studied magic can sense the existence of laws and hear voices that mortals cannot hear.

Legendary priests can cast a resurrection spell that can revive someone within fifteen minutes of their death.

As long as the deceased or the priest's backing deity is strong enough, and the soul is not completely destroyed, the soul that should have perished can be snatched back from the hands of the messenger of death within these fifteen minutes.

Especially after the Grim Reaper of this world starts to lead the way in giving up, as long as enough costs are paid, the time limit for rescue can even be doubled.

For some melee-focused professionals, even past fatal injuries may not be fatal on the spot.

Unless the head is directly severed and destroyed, some legendary warriors can maintain their state for more than fifteen minutes, or even up to half an hour, even if their heart is ripped out—and will most likely trigger a near-death berserk state.

If he can kill the enemy within this time and have the priest use divine magic to regenerate a new heart for him, then he can survive.

Alternatively, you could hold out for fifteen minutes, and then find the legendary priest fifteen minutes after you die... Half an hour to an hour is enough time to do a lot of things.

extraordinary.

To reach this level, countless mortals walk this path, striving and training, hoping to one day reach this realm.

But this legendary path was far too difficult, and countless lives were lost on the way.

They ultimately failed to catch a glimpse of the true nature of the extraordinary world.

Countless people fight and struggle on this path, trying to go further and hoping to reach the end.

Now, Herbert has crossed that threshold; he has finally overcome the towering barrier that blocks over 99% of the world's population.

However, it seems there's a problem right now... a big problem!

This overwhelming power was something even he himself could not withstand.

Before destroying evil, the holy light sought to destroy itself first.

At this moment, Herbert strangely did not feel any pain; he was simply experiencing the changes within his body from a detached perspective.

"Holy crap, am I going to die? Have I started watching this slideshow from a third-person perspective?"

An absurd thought flashed through Herbert's mind, and then he couldn't help but laugh.

"Pfft, haha!"

God the hell I'm going to die.

Why do I get so ruthless that I even tell my own hellish jokes?
"Are you kidding me? How could I possibly fall here?"

Herbert was always confident; he never thought he would fall on the road to legend like the other poor fellows.

This is not arrogance, but simply a conclusion drawn after understanding everything.

If he still can't advance to the legendary level after receiving so much help, then he's really a waste.

Herbert was not a waste, never was.

He is even less likely to fail at the crucial juncture of the breakthrough; he will not allow such a thing to happen.

He wouldn't either.

"Nenesha!"

And so, Herbert uttered a heartfelt cry from the depths of his heart:
"Help—me—"

Sister, please help me, thank you!

Stop watching from there!
Please help!

【"puff!"】

Miss Humor was surprised that Herbert would so easily send her a distress call, and couldn't help but laugh, teasingly saying, "Oh dear, are you being coquettish again?"

"How can you not even keep going? This is just the beginning!"

"Well! Since you've been so well-behaved today, I'll take pity on you and help you out this time... Hmm?"

Nenasha assessed Herbert's physical condition and couldn't help but complain, "What are you doing? Are you asking me to help? Even if I don't help you, nothing will happen to you!"

My dear ally, what are you doing?
Does it hurt?
Doesn't it hurt?

You're perfectly fine, aren't you?

Why are you yelling for help?

Could it be that they're deliberately making fun of me?
Are you really being coquettish?

Miss Harmony was speechless and complained, but Herbert actually responded to her honestly.

"That's right?"

Herbert nodded with a smile and admitted, "Rather than experiencing the process of advancing to legendary status, I'd rather talk to you more right now."

While others were giving their all to the process of advancing to legendary status, Herbert appeared quite relaxed.

【"Why?"】

"Because you have always been with me."

He smiled and said softly, "I want to share with you every moment I feel, every feeling I have."

I want to share every moment of my emotions and every thought in my heart with you.

These words may seem unremarkable, but they are actually a very direct confession.

Neynasha did not show any girlish shyness when facing Herbert's direct attack.

"No, it's not what you think."

He chuckled softly twice, and said in a firm tone, "It will definitely be like this."

What are you still saying now?

Wasn't it always like this from the beginning?
I share everything with you, and you share everything with me.

You are me, and I am you.

Their relationship was stronger than all others.

They are allies, they are accomplices. They are inseparable.

It is a shared destiny, a bond of life and death.

The two of them silently pondered for a while, then both chuckled softly.

They didn't delve any deeper into the topic; some relationships don't need to be spoken aloud.

They also enjoy their current relationship and way of getting along even more.

"So, this is what it feels like to step into legend?"

As Herbert felt his flesh and blood tearing apart, he couldn't help but sigh, "What a pitiful sight."

"It's all tattered and broken."

"Yes, that's true."

He nodded in agreement and asked, "So, you really don't plan to intervene? Or is it that I'll be fine even if I do this?"

Are you sure you don't need to?

I think I might still be salvageable, right?

Although Herbert could roughly guess that there would be a new life after destruction, it seemed that his body might not be able to hold out until the new life began.

It's practically turned into mincemeat!
Nena remained calm and casually said, "Well, this time I didn't need to lift a finger; you handled it all by yourself."

"It's almost time, can you feel it?"

"What do I feel? I... Oh?" ​​Herbert's mind stirred, and he shifted his consciousness back to his physical body.

He is finally feeling the pain.

"hiss!"

The pain was more intense than expected, and a tearing pain shot through my muscles.

Both body and soul were being torn apart and destroyed by the surging holy power.

Dark red blood gushed from his pores, expelling from his body along with fine bone fragments.

Reborn.

A new life emerges after destruction.

And just as his entire body was about to crumble into dust, the long-awaited rebirth finally began.

Before his bones and flesh regenerated, the first thing to change was the holy marks on his body.

hum-

The golden stigmata began to spread from the fingertips, the intricate patterns like living enamel, covering the palms, then spreading to the arms, and finally extending to the back.

But this is not the end; it is only the beginning.

When the holy marks that Herbert already possessed appeared, the growth rate of those marks instantly surged, spreading throughout his entire body in just a few breaths.

His entire body was covered with dazzling holy marks, as if he were wearing a magnificent suit of armor!

No, that's not an illusion!

All the stigmata dimmed at the same moment, and then lit up again simultaneously.

clack clack...

The stigma transformed into a magnificent crimson battle armor, covered with intricate golden patterns.

Its crimson wings spread out, more than twice the size they were before.

Herbert's head was the only part of his body still exposed, and his long white hair was stained with blood against the backdrop of his scarlet armor.

He suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of golden light appearing briefly within them.

He didn't have time to feel the changes within his body, nor did he have time to experience the performance of the battle armor formed from the holy mark.

When bones shattered and flesh tore apart, the battle armor replaced the bones, supporting his body.

He hasn't fallen yet, and he never will.

And since it hasn't fallen, this rebirth will continue.

The changes are still ongoing!

A true rebirth has begun.

Herbert vaguely heard a loud hammer blow in his ear.

Boom!
He felt as if his body had transformed into a giant furnace, where he was being forged and hammered.

Everything that was destroyed by the Holy Light was restored and made stronger under its illumination.

A virtuous cycle has begun, and this advancement is finally on the right track.

Just as Nenasha said at the beginning, Herbert would be able to get through this test easily even without Her help.

"It's a little later than I expected, but it's okay, you've finally made it this far."

Nenasha was very pleased.

The barriers of the mortal world finally ceased to bind Herbert.

He whispered gently in Herbert's ear: "I don't know what bound you before, what prevented you from letting go of anything."

"I'm glad you finally made your choice."

To others, Herbert's advancement speed was already astonishing, but to Him, it was actually a bit slow.

According to Nenasha, Herbert should have advanced to Legendary rank long ago.

The reason why Herbert remained before the legend must be because there was something in his heart that he could not easily give up.

He knew, but never brought it up himself, waiting for him to let it go on his own.

Now it seems that what Herbert couldn't let go of was his past self before he met her—a weak, naive nobleman.

"...Yes, thanks to you."

"Hmph! That's right, you can thank me even more now~"

Herbert smiled, vaguely guessing that Nenasa might have misunderstood something, but he didn't explain further.

Because something's not right now...

Herbert felt as if he had become a ball of light and heat.

Countless mirrors exist within the Mirror Space. The light emanating from him is refracted through the mirrors and falls back onto him.

All the light converged, making Herbert feel as if he were standing under a spotlight, and he became brighter and brighter!

Lucaria had already covered her eyes and hidden herself away because of the glaring situation.

Moreover, the crimson armor he wore seemed to particularly like this light, constantly absorbing it and becoming increasingly hot.

He looked as if he were covered in flames... or like a red-hot tin can.

In other words, Herbert has fire resistance and is not afraid of burning; otherwise, he might be experiencing extreme pain right now.

I feel so hot, like I'm about to catch a fever!

Herbert knew that, given the current situation, he would likely become increasingly hot-tempered until he found a way to release it.

We can't stay here any longer, but where would be a better place to start?

"……Um?"

As Herbert was pondering, he suddenly looked at the ancient mirror as if struck by a premonition.

With a thought, the scene changed, landing on the territory of Elda.

In the darkness of night, a massive, three-headed monster silently lurked in the shadows of the mist, its greedy eyes peering at the now quiet town.

Danger is approaching!

“…Got it!”

Herbert's eyes lit up, and with a flap of his scarlet wings, he flew directly into the mirror, radiating light.

(End of this chapter)