Chapter 85
Chapter 85
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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 85
Chapter Title: Cloud Dragon's Proposal
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“Wrong? What’s wrong?”
Agwi’s voice grew heated.
“You little shit. You saying that’s the reason I shouldn’t kill you?”
“I’m not Thundercloud. I’m Cloud Dragon.”
Agwi’s body froze at the response. Ha-ryeong and Raysi, who had been tense with killing intent, also glanced at Yuri in momentary confusion.
“This bastard really lost his mind?”
Agwi spat in disbelief. When Agwi had heard that Pantheon’s parish had been smashed, Yuri’s moniker was Thundercloud. That was how he remembered him. He’d later received the new title of Cloud Dragon from the Sword Emperor, but that wasn’t Agwi’s concern.
“Do we really have to die?”
Before Agwi could spit more curses, Yuri spoke first. It was another sudden remark.
“What?”
“What if we said we wanted to join the Chaos Cult?”
Raysi and Ha-ryeong still stared at Yuri without a word, but Yuri ignored their gazes. He focused all his senses on Agwi’s reaction.
“Join?”
“We’re young and overflowing with talent. I’d bet the Chaos Cult is short on young prospects.”
Agwi’s eyebrow twitched.
The world called the Chaos Cult a cult of heretics, a cult of the evil god. Agwi himself didn’t deny or rage at the label. As a possessor, he agreed that the God of Chaos was an evil god.
So what if he was evil? Serve him, and he grants power. No complicated doctrines—just rampage freely as proof of faith.
He’d poured time into that shit-tier game and crossed into this world as payment, amassed enough power, raised his tier, and become a saint. To Agwi, this world was paradise.
But regardless of his satisfaction, the cult truly lacked young talent.
They were branded heretics everywhere for serving the God of Chaos, hunted down, and recently even declared war on by the demonic cult.
No one with a normal life would dream of joining the Chaos Cult.
“Begging for your lives?”
No one with a normal life. Agwi himself was one, and so were the three before him. Being trapped in this fake sanctuary and facing him meant the end of their lives.
“Yeah, you don’t wanna die. But what am I supposed to do? I want to kill you.”
“Why not reconsider? I can work like a dog.”
Ha-ryeong, who had been listening silently, finally spoke.
—Boom... A vibration shook the world, and Agwi’s lips twitched.
“You little shits, trying to buy time?”
The moment he heard that, Yuri’s feet moved. Join the Chaos Cult? He’d never even considered it.
Joining out of fear of death would betray everything Yuri had built up to now.
Lorellia, who gave him the flame. Elena, smiling with a face about to cry.
The past self who resolved to kill the evil god. The self who awoke minutes ago, burning to become fire.
So Yuri charged at Agwi. Full force from the start.
The internal energy of the Heavenly Principle Annihilating Evil Art poured out from his fully opened dantian, surging through his meridians without reserve. The thunder qi of the Self-Rotating Thunder Flash Art accelerated his body even further. The fastest strike among Yuri’s techniques, Self-Rotating Day Flash, hurtled toward Agwi.
He didn’t consider it a surprise attack. No matter how fast Yuri was, the tier gap was too vast. Even at full speed, it would look slow to Agwi.
Clang!
It was blocked. Yuri glared straight ahead with a hardened face. Self-Rotating Day Flash was stopped by Agwi’s hand. Crimson qi like blazing flames rippled, but it couldn’t even singe the hem of his robe.
“Cute.”
Agwi sneered.
Crack, crack... From inside the wide robe sleeve came such sounds, followed by another change. The hand that had blocked the fist began to swell dramatically.
It wasn’t just the hand. Agwi’s whole body heaved, growing larger. Gray fur sprouted on his forearms, and sharp claws like blades extended from his thickened fingers.
‘This bastard.’
Yuri pulled back his fist with a stiff expression. Back at the exhibition hall, when the guy on the ceiling first formed hand seals. The forearm revealed from the slipping sleeve had been quite muscled.
Not just a mage.
In the game Seronis, the only “god” that appeared was the hidden boss, the God of Chaos. No divine power or miracles existed.
Classes worked the same. Build around magic skills, and you’re a mage; otherwise, depending on weapons and combat skills, you became a swordsman, archer, brawler, etc.
Players named their own classes.
‘Melee beast mage?’
Or the class called druid.
A build where you transform into a monster with transformation magic, buff your specs with various spells, and learn close-range magics. It had trended in the community once.
It trended, but it was more for laughs.
Melee mages had higher damage and shorter cooldowns than pure mages, but compared to a properly leveled pure mage, performance was iffy.
Pouring points into melee stats over magic ones turned the build upside down.
‘Why level a mage if you’re gonna do that? Just go warrior.’
To compensate, transformation magic was added, but even transforming into a monster and buffing couldn’t match late-game boss raw specs.
But adding the penalty skill turned the melee beast mage into Hall of Fame #1 potential.
Empty Hand Iron Fist.
The penalty skill Lee Soo-hyuk’s Padrip Immunity mained. Empty Hand Iron Fist granted extra stats per sealed equipment slot.
‘This bastard, no way?’
Lee Soo-hyuk was the first to popularize the Empty Hand Iron Fist melee beast mage. Of course, just because he started transforming didn’t mean it had to be game-related—but the cult’s saints included multiple possessors.
Agwi’s body swelled to nearly three meters, but the robe expanded with him without tearing, and the mask neither shattered nor fell. Both grew to fit, and a elongated muzzle protruded from the wide slit of the mouth.
A beast in robe and mask. Gray mane like hair whipped from the fallen hood. Agwi planted four beastly limbs on the ground, baring his fangs.
[My God, a druid?!]
Raysi’s scream, too risky to voice aloud, echoed in Yuri’s mind. Sure, plenty in this world transformed their bodies to fight—not just Agwi—but seeing a saint who was a possessor turn into a beast made Raysi think of druid.
[Aren’t you going to 6th tier?]
[Focusing.]
Yuri replied as he gathered his qi, and Raysi quickly calmed his excitement. Transformation didn’t mean druid for sure.
—Kwarrr!
The darkness swirling around Agwi moved, becoming a razor-sharp storm that enveloped his body.
[Blade Storm Dru!]
He’d barely calmed, but excitement surged again. One of the melee beast mage druid builds. Focus on synergy between close-range offense-defense magic Blade Shield and Storm’s Blessing, rely on raw stats to brawl up close and deal damage—Blade Storm Druid.
“...”
Yuri no longer bothered stopping Raysi’s hype.
He could sort of see why the heretics revered Padrip Immunity as a saint.
This saint Agwi’s exact build had been strategied by Lee Soo-hyuk.