Chapter 109
Chapter 109
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 109
Chapter Title: Occupation Battle (2)
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Screeeeech.
A ripping sound tore through the air—no, space itself—shattering the void and erasing everything within its range in an instant.
The title "One-Shot Man" activated, instantly killing any users below level 200 with a single blow.
Only the NPCs managed to hold out, barely.
But even they couldn't last long.
With multiple titles stacked that boosted his stats by percentage points, he was unleashing destructive power rivaling Berserk without even activating it.
"Guards!"
In that situation, all the Black Dragon Legion users could do was spam shouts to summon more guards nonstop.
'Lightweights.'
Yet Rokan handled the average level 240 guards with plenty of room to spare.
Boosted stats combined with reduced stamina consumption during combat gave him confidence even in a prolonged fight.
'Now we're getting somewhere.'
This sensation felt just like the early days of his past life when he first started making a name for himself.
Others might have hesitated, struggling to adapt to their amplified power, but not Rokan—he still thirsted for more strength.
The more he fought, the more he killed, the better his condition got, ramping up the battle's intensity.
"Guardian's Shield!"
"Spear of Desperation!"
"Nightmare Bind!"
And the fiercer Rokan rampaged, the more vicious the guards' resistance grew.
At first, they'd been wary of the detachment positioned in the rear, but now they unleashed every combo skill and summon skill they had without holding back.
When death loomed, who cared about what came after? They poured everything into surviving and killing.
"Strike!"
Thud!
Rokan slammed down on the guard blocking his path with a massive shield, crushing it.
It wasn't a cooldown-critical hit, but the shield that blocked his battle axe crumpled like it was folding in half.
Screeeeech. Clang!
He then clamped the thrusting spear aimed at his gap under his armpit, gripping it tight.
The attacker yanked in panic, but it didn't budge an inch.
Rokan spun his body, swinging the spear's owner like a blunt weapon instead.
"Argh!"
Guards toppling from blows by their own ally's body. The guard was clad in heavy armor, so technically, it counted as a bludgeon.
In that opening, a mental debuff unfurled.
[Unyielding Will activates.]
[Resists all negative mental effects.]
Such parlor tricks didn't work on Rokan.
With an epic-grade title like Unyielding Will, he was practically immune to mental spells.
'Unless it's a legendary-grade combo skill, maybe.'
But who could even create something like that?
No legendary-grade mental spells existed in his past life—not from users, not even from master-level NPCs or higher.
So Rokan rampaged freely.
"Thrust!"
"Hold the pier!"
Endless reinforcements of guards layered in to block him, but he held back on Berserk.
Even if a pinpoint breakthrough was possible, his plan wouldn't work perfectly if he suffered Berserk's backlash this early.
"Counter!"
That's why Rokan steadily thinned their numbers. They seemed infinite, but guards had limits.
Limits on how many could spawn at once, limits on respawns within a timeframe.
'Otherwise, they'd scrap occupation battles altogether.'
Knowing that, he advanced methodically without rushing.
"You filthy human scum! Do you even know where you are?!"
As he closed in on the flag post, the boss finally appeared—the pier's guard captain.
"Leap Attack. Bombardment!"
With that, Rokan's body soared into the sky. Using sheer power, he leaped higher than a man's height.
Then, relying solely on arm strength, he delivered a devastating aerial smash.
Boom!
The captain's weapon was a greatsword—more like a mace or pillar, impossible to distinguish. Swinging it unleashed a heavy shockwave that fully realized the bombardment's might.
"Whirlwind Barrage!"
But that was enough. Closing in during the opening, Rokan gripped his axe handle short and unleashed a flurry.
Ten strikes in two seconds—Whirlwind Barrage!
Critical hits were a given in that onslaught.
The guard captain raised his greatsword like a shield for defense, but he couldn't absorb the impacts and kept getting pushed back.
"Tornado Attack!"
Right as the flurry ended, he activated his summon skill. A Tornado Attack infused with Twist Attack, Force, and buffs—a wide-area strike—engulfed Rokan in post-attack stun.
"Counter!"
But Rokan had no intention of taking it lying down.
He used his own summon skill to retreat swiftly, then charged back with a critical-hit-infused battle axe smash.
Craaaack!
The guard captain staggered back again.
Rokan chained the next attack seamlessly, like he'd hooked him.
"Unyielding Advance, Shoulder Charge!"
Boom!
Like a dump truck with broken brakes, he rammed the captain shoulder-first without hesitation.
For someone in heavy armor wielding a heavy weapon, "impact" was a double-edged sword.
The weight and power helped them endure better, but when hit by an irresistible force, they lost control even more helplessly.
"Guardian's Wall!"
The captain, teetering on the verge of collapse, slammed his sword into the ground and regained balance in an instant.
A combo skill that not only rooted him in place but drastically boosted defense.
He couldn't move from there, but it also stalled any further advance.
The flag post—essential for occupation—was right behind him at the pier's end.
So what now? Rokan glanced at the gritted-teeth captain holding firm and the awkward guards eyeing his back from their hesitant positions. He tightened his grip on the battle axe.
Dodging or waiting out the duration were options.
But Rokan chose frontal breakthrough.
"Rampage."
If it blocked, he'd shatter it.
If it endured, he'd pound until despair set in.
Simple in theory, brutally hard in practice. Guardian's Wall was among the top-tier combo skills.
Yet Rokan's attack power—his ultimate infused with that monstrous strength—was beyond mere top-tier defenses.
"Gr... urk...."
The magic-infused barrier shattered to pieces. His armor followed, scattering as metal scraps.
"Throw!"
The opening created!
Before any more interlopers appeared, Rokan snatched the occupation flag and hurled it into the post.
[Rokan has occupied Death Mist Wharf.]
[All guards defending Death Mist Wharf return to the city.]
[All users near Death Mist Wharf are forcibly relocated outside the alert zone.]
Solo, he had completed the occupation.
[Unbelievable feat! You are the first to solo-occupy a stronghold.]
[Acquired title 'First Solo Occupier.']
[You are the first to acquire this title.]
[First Solo Occupier][Unique]
Cheers to your valor and strategy in solo-occupying an enemy faction's stronghold.
You are the first to acquire this title.
[Effects]
- HP +100
- During defense battles, all stats +20%
- During defense battles, attack and defense rise proportionally to personnel disadvantage against attackers
And the achievement followed!
The Solo Occupier title specialized in defense battles, limiting its versatility, but right now, it had exactly what he needed.
The unexpected first-acquisition bonus—attack and defense scaling with enemy numbers—was perfect, like gear tailored for facing hordes.
[Decide the disposition of occupied Death Mist Wharf: Maintain/Destroy]
[Maintain: Triggers defense/recapture quests.]
[Destroy: Black Dragon Legion users cannot use Death Mist Wharf for 1 week.]
"Maintain."
Rokan chose to maintain. Destroying it would net merits and slow the Black Dragon Legion's growth—a solid option—but personal gains outweighed faction checks right now.
To maximize those gains, he needed to hold this place and fight a defense battle.
[Maintenance selected.]
[Death Mist Wharf defense battle begins.]
[Recapture unit departs from nearest stronghold after a set time.]
"They're gone."
With a wave, he dismissed the new alert. His gaze fell on the now-empty wharf.
Not just guards and Black Dragon Legion users—the detachment that had guarded his rear was gone too.
Not the system's doing. They'd kept their promise, vanishing after fulfilling their role.
"Time to prep this side too."
Time remained before users looking to interfere and the NPC recapture unit arrived, but Rokan immediately accessed the system.
He activated the special mode available to 'Solo Occupiers.'
"Construct defenses."
[Defense construction simulator activated.]
[Defense construction available until 10 minutes before battle start.]
[Flag post deactivated until battle begins.]
[Time until next defense battle: 59 minutes]
Augmented reality overlays appeared in Rokan's vision: buildable structures, terrain alterations.
And coin icons as options.
Defenses or obstacles could be installed for battle advantages, but at a cost.
Even small structures started at 50 silver—pouring water into a leaky barrel, perhaps.
But Rokan had wealth enough to fill a giant jar in one go.
He danced his fingers, erecting defenses optimized for holding alone.
"This should do it."
Rumble rumble rumble.
Defenses rose one after another per his seemingly impromptu choices.
Plenty of options packed offensive capabilities, but intriguingly, most of what Rokan raised were 'terrain' effects.
He reshaped the area into a narrowing funnel—perfect for the recapture force charging in lines an hour from now.
Inevitable and optimal for solo-guarding the flag post.
"No detours either."
Sizzle.
And one more thing: he tinkered with the seawater around the pier.
To block any diving attempts, he installed a special magic barrier sealing sea access for one recapture battle.
It cost a whopping 50 gold, but Rokan could laugh it off.
With that, preparations were complete to greet the recapture force—and any meddling users in between.