Chapter 120
Chapter 120
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Translator: uly
Chapter: 120
Chapter Title: Guild Master Isn't Enough with Just the Game
-----------------------------------------------------------------
The raid on the Error Code in the Eastern Camp proceeded with remarkable stability.
On the surface, at least.
Dart and Lugh.
The two top rankers, famous enough to represent their nations, took turns competitively unloading everything they had on the Error Code.
Boom! Kwaboom!!
The pair seemed to be fighting the Error Code with casual ease, but the reality was far from it.
Its energy surged again.
“!”
Dart’s brow furrowed deeply.
Lugh was no different, constantly assailed by an inexplicable surge of emotions.
If they’d been fighting together, the emotional backlash would have straight-up tanked their combat prowess, but their alternating assault wiped away any traces of it.
Dart and Lugh gritted their teeth, kept up the pace, and hammered away.
Whoooosh—
Flash!
The Error Code spread its angelic wings wide and unleashed an ominous area-of-effect attack.
Binu shouted at the top of his lungs.
“Dodge!!”
Dart and Lugh vanished from the spot in perfect sync, retreating to their respective camps.
Shields went up in a thick wall.
Kwa—boom!!
The area attack’s monstrous power shredded half the shields in an instant, but with so many layers stacked up, the guild members were unharmed.
Dart gasped for breath.
“Huff, haa…….”
He tried to hide it, but his sword hand trembled faintly.
Only after Dart returned to camp did the SpaceKing guild members realize his condition wasn’t great.
As one of Korea’s top rankers on the Bipa server, Hyunwoo—who’d been standing at the front to guard against the Error Code veering toward SpaceKing—glanced at Dart.
Then he looked at Mura.
“…….”
The two exchanged silent, worried looks.
Hyunwoo debated jumping in himself, but the moment the area attack ended, Dart caught his breath and charged right back in.
Lugh from the American camp leaped forward as if he’d been waiting, unloading on the Error Code.
Hyunwoo said quietly.
“Best not to butt in, right?”
“If we want them to grow, yeah. Things are going well for now, at least.”
“That’s how it looks to me too. Especially their flawless alternating attacks—it’s straight out of the White Furs’ strategy guide.”
Personal differences aside, the White Furs—incarnated constellations of the Light faction—generally had higher raw power specs than those of the Dark faction.
Just one area attack turning the surroundings to wasteland made that obvious.
But for all their energy dominance, they lacked finesse and technique.
Dark faction incarnations, obsessed with strength, were cunning and threw every trick in the book at you, making them tougher and trickier to handle.
Of course, as a constellation’s divinity rose, those weaknesses gradually faded.
Hyunwoo muttered.
“The problem is that thing looks at least Stage 4…….”
Stage 4 or higher out of 7 total.
Likely incarnations of constellations with high divinity and veteran savvy, adapted well to flesh.
What they exuded was pure, intense light energy.
Mura picked up.
“Fighting them won’t be easy. The stronger the light, the more the darkness boils over.”
It’d be pure agony.
With other guild members around, the two pivoted the conversation casually.
Like shining a harsh light into the dark corners where you’d stuffed away loathsome emotions like bugs, all sorts of negativity would bubble up from the depths of the chest.
Dart and Lugh were battling not just the Error Code, but the past emotions surging alongside it.
Lugh, known for his high school nickname “Pretty Nerd,” looked outright ill as something welled up inside him.
Dart was the same, though little was known of his past.
It wasn’t just raw emotion surging up—it dragged along the repulsive memories at its root.
All those feelings of abandonment and scorn from childhood, no matter how deeply you tried to bury them again.
‘Mom, can’t you look at me?’
Shut up.
‘Mom, it hurts.’
Shutupshutupshutup.
‘Mom—’
Dart charged the Error Code in a suicidal frenzy, unleashing skills and roaring.
“Shut up—!!”
Kwakwakwa-boom!!
High in the sky where the Error Code clashed with the two, a skill from the genius pinnacle of magekind exploded like fireworks.
Lugh could barely breathe amid the overwhelming lightning Dart unleashed without restraint or mercy, but he clenched his teeth and herded the Error Code toward him.
‘Just look at me!’
The heartbroken cry echoed in his chest, and Dart’s unfocused eyes blazed with fury.
“Just die—!!!”
[Ultra-Wide Lightning that Burns the Light]
A massive bolt of blue lightning lanced straight out, slamming into the Error Code’s body.
Kwa—boom!!!
Lightning-quick follow-up.
Fueled by sheer desperation to kill it somehow, Dart plunged into the exploding azure thunder.
“!”
The Error Code belatedly sensed Dart within the lightning and tried to raise a shield, but before the skill’s dazzling effects faded, Dart’s sword severed its neck.
Slash!
Dart, who’d beheaded the Error Code in one stroke, plummeted like a falling stone but managed a reasonably normal landing at the end.
Thud.
His sword-gripping hand shook uncontrollably.
The voice.
“…….”
It was gone.
Dart exhaled a ragged breath. A couple of inhales later, his mind cleared.
“Ha.”
It was over.
Relieved that the childish wailing inside him had died out, Dart slowly raised his head.
Guild members rushed over.
“Dart.”
He turned at the voice calling him, and there was Lugh—approaching with a bright smile after helping take down the Error Code unscathed.
Dart’s expression went blank as he stared at Lugh.
Lugh extended a hand.
“That was seriously cool—”
The instant Dart grabbed it, he drove his sword through Lugh’s chest.
Stab!
“?!”
Lugh’s mouth gaped.
American and Korean hunters, who’d been rushing over thrilled at the guild masters’ Error Code takedown, froze and exchanged glances.
It could’ve been the touching end to an epic tale.
Dart scowled.
“This guy’s brain a flower garden or what? Thought he was some American hero.”
PK was still in full swing—the Error Code had just been a brief interruption—and here he was, oblivious, trying to film a buddy movie.
Dart flashed a villainous smirk at Lugh.
“No hard feelings. You never stood a chance against me anyway.”
Boom!
Dart’s sword detonated, shredding Lugh’s body into fragments that dissolved like smoke.
[Lugh has died.]
Babel Tower logout.
A complicated silence settled over the witnesses.
SpaceKing members, turned into the axis of evil by their guild master’s clean stab, nodded one by one and turned blades on the Americans.
Nix cackled.
“Ah, this vibe’s been a while.”
“Yeah, it’s our guild’s most traditional position, after all.”
Binu agreed, swapping to his skill window.
Dart, who’d won by one-shotting the off-guard Lugh mid one-on-one, commanded his guild.
“Kill ’em.”
SpaceKing members, ready for battle, charged the enemy lines like they’d been waiting.
War reignited.
* * *
“Gaaaaah—!!”
Gilgamesh screamed.
“Fullminak, hold! Hold!!”
[“Why?”]
“If even one of you drops or gets hurt, how am I supposed to face Kaisha?! Fullminak, stay put right there!”
Fed up with Fullminak’s approach, Gilgamesh descended to the ground.
Amid the one-sided slaughter, top Chinese rankers had portaled in via territory gates from somewhere and were locked in fierce battle with the Error Code.
They looked like they’d get shredded below top 10.
Gilgamesh scowled.
“Ugh, damn.”
The Error Code’s aura made his bones rattle.
Jumping into a fight where real death was on the table pissed him off to no end, but better to lend strength and end it quick before China’s top rankers all croaked.
Thanks to gear advantages or their tight ranged strategy from the start.
Goldbunker members slipped out of crises like eels, with few deaths and no major injuries against the Error Code yet.
The real casualties were Chinese hunters. The Error Code had dropped near their camp.
Japanese hunters fighting China had bailed en masse with group seppuku the moment they took heavy damage, so Korea was unintentionally using China as meat shields for focused fire.
Of course, even that had limits.
Taking Japan’s quick exit as a model, China started team-killing their badly wounded.
Korea needed to go full assault before China’s top rankers all logged.
Gilgamesh scowled.
“Wonder what happens to the ones who log out injured? Come back to reality covered in blood and frantically calling 119?”
“No desire to know. Let’s keep our heads and fight.”
Credit gestured as he replied, and Goldbunker healers burst with light, layering on thick buffs.
Now geared up to preserve the whole guild and backed by Fullminak, it was Goldbunker’s turn to finish the Error Code.
As Gilgamesh stepped up, Goldbunker top rankers moved to cover him, and Fullminak’s famous rankers tried to join.
Gilgamesh lightly glared at the overly brave Fullminak members.
“Head back in. Just me and Credit here.”
“What about support fire—”
“Nope, can’t. Play it safe.”
“…….”
Fullminak members, shut out of the Error Code raid for being “valuable outsiders,” grumbled pointlessly.
“Kinda feels unfair.”
“They’ve seen all they need to.”
“Kali-hyung, guess it’s time we head home too.”
“Yeah. Our God-Guildmaster probably scarfed down Error Codes like that by now.”
“Obviously.”
Of course, Fullminak members had no clue Kaisha’s mentality was utterly shattered from soloing three Error Codes at once.
Kaisha had silenced her deployed members about the situation.
If word got out that three Error Codes had hit Fullminak, they’d rush back for sure.
The Fullminak members, chattering from exclusion anxiety, shut up.
Gilgamesh and Credit leaped into the fray.
The Error Code’s blue eyes gleamed sharply at a glance at the pair.
Boom!
It stomped, radiating brilliant light—the ground quaked violently, and colossal dragons erupted from the energy waves.
Grooooar—!!