Solo Leveling: Ragnarok

The sea stretched out, wide and boundless. Numerous rafts drifted on its gently rippling surface, with demons atop them as their passengers.

The only sounds were the faint noise of oars pushing through the sticky seawater and the flow of polluted air as it blew against the demons.

They scoured the Sea of the Afterlife with grim eyes, searching for any trace of the World Tree’s scent. They were certain that it was hidden somewhere in the vast expanse.

To an outsider, it might have looked like a peaceful and even serene journey—but the demons were experiencing hell in the truest sense of the word. Below their rafts was an abyss without end, and within its depths lurked countless weeds, waiting for an opportunity to devour their prey above.

The rafts shook from a sudden wave.

“Here they come again!”

Ravenous weeds burst from the dark water, unable to suppress their hunger any longer.

The demons continued rowing even as the weeds attacked.

“Get them!”

It was the bearded dwarves, not the demons, who were shouting.

At their commands, shadow spiders shot dark webs from the rafts, their nets ensnaring the emerging weeds.

“Hehe! Nice catch!”

The shadow dwarves chuckled as they raised their sharp axes and saws. The sound of slicing filled the air, shattering the silence over the rafts.

“Good! With these, we should be able to double the...