Chapter 120
Chapter 120
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 120
Chapter Title: Saint's Appearance (1)
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[You have defeated Wrath King Randor.]
[You have acquired Proof of Corruption.]
[You have leveled up.]
In the final moments, the aftereffects of Berserk were still lingering, but Randor's corrupted power functioned normally.
No, the wildly rampaging corrupted power, stimulated to its limits, unleashed a strength greater than ever before, elevating him to superhuman levels.
Yet Rokan's attack was even stronger.
Some force added to Wild Slaughter pierced through the enemy's defenses, separating bone from flesh and organs, pulverizing his body until it was unrecognizable.
It was the new power attached to the title Corruption Hunter.
[First][Corruption Hunter][Epic]
Corrupted power is an unknown energy of mysterious origin. Not only did you overcome and conquer it, but you also uncovered its cause and successfully hunted it down effectively.
From now on, corruption will fear you.
You are the first to acquire this title.
[Held Effects]
-Damage from corrupted power reduced by 20%
-Enhanced detection of corrupted power
-When [Corruption Hunt] skill activates, accumulate 30% of damage from corrupted power and release in a single blow
It was the power of the special skill Corruption Hunt, which accumulated damage from corrupted power and unleashed it all at once.
There was the limitation of 30% of received damage, but Rokan had long since dropped to 0 HP in his Berserk state.
With his HP fully depleted, every bit of damage he took piled up, making that single blow transcend existence and rank.
"Hoo, Life Charge!"
Feeling his vision blur, Rokan instantly restored his life force and first checked his loot.
The other bandits had either died in the aftermath of the battle or all fled, so there was no need to worry about them.
"Oh, there it is."
[Wrath King's Axe (Frenzy)][Unique]
One of the twin axes used by Wrath King Randor. The twin axes, each possessing different powers, exhibit synergy when used together, but are powerful weapons on their own.
-Attack Power: 1,500
-Durability: 3,000/3,000
-Basic attack power +10% when used by [Berserker] class
-Attack power +30% when Berserk is used
-On hit, 3% chance to increase attack speed by 5% with [Frenzy] effect (stacks up to 10 times)
-Equip Requirement: Level 250
There were some minor items as well, but the real jackpot was this. A level 250 restricted Unique axe, Wrath King's Axe!
The Wrath King used them as twin axes, but each one was top-tier for its level range.
'No wonder it was called a raid boss.'
Wielding two of those, on top of corrupted power and Berserk, it was why he was known as the 'first field raid boss' even in his previous life.
Its strength was as formidable as ever this time too, but it had simply picked the wrong opponent.
Rokan, stronger than it and especially potent against humanoid monsters due to his stacked titles, had gone all out with Berserk, so even its overwhelming attack power couldn't shine.
In any case, thanks to that, Rokan obtained a powerful weapon and was satisfied.
"Wrath King's Axe (Destruction) would be good too, but my attack power is sufficient enough."
The other axe excelled more in destructive power, but Rokan's attack power was already outstanding.
Raising attack speed to boost average damage was a solid choice too, so there was no need to wait for the enemy's respawn.
"It's a bit regrettable that I didn't wipe them all out... but can't be helped."
He had obtained Wrath King's Axe, but couldn't reinforce it yet, so its current attack power was slightly lower than his Twin Head Ogre Battle Axe. It wasn't satisfying enough to swing around wildly.
Moreover, after the fierce brawl, both his weapon and armor had hit rock bottom on durability, so instead of hunting other mid-bosses, he chose to retreat.
The quest was completed anyway.
"What shall we do about the fire?"
"Just leave it. We're retreating."
Descending the mountain again, Rokan met the knights and soldiers waiting below.
They seemed to have faced a few raids, but having secured positions and visibility in advance, casualties appeared minimal.
The issue was the forest fire, but with about 200 mages, they could probably suppress it roughly with water magic, if not completely.
However, Rokan's choice was to let it burn.
If they tried to put it out and got ambushed by bandits, losing supported troops would incur penalties.
Better to lean into being hated as an arsonist anyway.
'The elves won't like this.'
This choice might lower his reputation with half-elves, but he had already raised it sufficiently, so it was fine.
Rokan immediately withdrew the troops and returned to Taimura.
[You have completed the preemptive strike quest.]
[You have acquired a large amount of fame.]
[You have acquired 100 gold.]
[You have acquired a Unique accessory box.]
[The half-elf council protests your arson.]
[Bad rumors about you spread among half-elves.]
[Existing reputation is high, so no reputation change.]
Reporting to the council promptly yielded rewards.
The report auto-filled in detail, including deliberately setting the mountain ablaze, but only half-elves protested and tried to deduct reputation—other races like humans remained unchanged.
For a normal mountain, maybe, but it had been occupied by Wrath King and his minions, unusable anyway, and those who burned with it were traitors wielding corrupted power. Far more profitable.
Thus, his fame rose even more. Almost all supported troops returned alive.
"Hoo, time for repairs first."
Exiting the council, Rokan immediately sought out a hammer and anvil. To repair gear and reinforce the new Wrath King's Axe.
'Lots of eyes.'
Striding casually into the smithy, Rokan's eyes quickly scanned, identifying everyone inside and distinguishing blacksmiths from non-blacksmiths.
'Already done?'
But no matter how he looked, there were too many people.
The smithy wasn't the only one, and compared to others with extra buffs, Hammer & Anvil wasn't popular—yet this crowd meant something was up.
Something here, or Taimura's population had boomed.
'Continental teleport circle... what schemes are they up to?'
Rokan leaned toward the latter. The continental teleport circle was complete, boosting resident population.
A bit early perhaps, but that was for when factions checked each other; cooperating made it feasible.
"Huh? Why's it in that state? Take it off quick!"
Lost in thought, Hammer & Anvil's chief—Podukan, who crafted and reinforced Rokan's gear—approached and scolded him.
Snatching the gear as if unable to tolerate such treatment of his work, he began repairs.
"Please reinforce this too."
"Up to +8?"
"Yes. Up to +8."
This time, he handed over all reinforcement stones.
Enough regular and high-grade ones that failures didn't matter; he'd return extras.
Flash! Flash! Flash...
Reinforcement effects flashed repeatedly, and a new weapon was placed in Rokan's hand.
+8 Wrath King's Axe (Frenzy).
His mouth split into a grin, but no one saw—Podukan had dragged him to a private workspace.
Attention-grabbing, sure, but whoever they were, they'd figure out who he was soon enough.
More people might mistake 'Rokan = gear power'—or want to—but he didn't care.
His merciless violence would speak for itself!
"As expected."
Finishing repairs and reinforcement, Rokan didn't walk out but used a return scroll, appearing in Taimura's central plaza.
He confirmed it. The massive magic circle and mage NPCs filling one side of the plaza.
As predicted, the continental teleport circle was complete.
Whooo.
"Ah, here! Taimura!"
Even now, someone new teleported in atop the circle.
Cost dozens of gold, yet plenty used it.
Gold prices dropped, but tales of huge earnings in Taimura spurred leveled players to rush in.
"Tch, they'll go bankrupt like that."
They had 'loans' anyway.
Some borrowed in reality to enter, others took in-game account-bound loans as startup funds—common.
Loan limits grew with level, fame, rank.
Rokan, having seen many drown in debt from unpaid interest, frowned slightly, but as operator of 'Visitor Gamble'—which indebted many in Taimura—he wasn't one to talk.
Even he hadn't anticipated this scale, but inserting rares and uniques early made the gamble vendor's sales explode from stock shortages.
'Then the awakened ones should start appearing.'
Watching the bustling crowd, a thought struck. No sight of the real heavyweights.
The true madmen had realized lingering in Taimura wasn't optimal.
Probably why he hadn't seen them—not here.
'Well, paths to strength vary.'
But staying here didn't mean weak. Plenty ways to grow basing from Taimura.
"Time to stir things up a bit."
Heh.
Rokan smirked meaningfully at those rushing for class expert or beyond.
Opening the homepage for info, he hit pubs to eavesdrop on central continent news.
Seeking specific intel.
"Found it."
He'd spotted familiar past-life faces wandering Taimura, but it wasn't just to mess with them.
It aligned with his plans, promising fun.
[Saint's Appearance]
Hearing of a wanderer freely healing all wounds and diseases with near-miraculous powers, Rokan grinned wickedly and moved.
Using the teleport circle, he hurried to the nearest spot to the village where the saint appeared.