Chapter 162
Chapter 162
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 162
Chapter Title: Pirate King (5)
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“Phew! That was close to dying.”
The High Master’s Master Skill was truly powerful. Even after teleporting, a numbing sensation lingered for quite a while.
Thanks to that, Rokan couldn’t release Berserk and focused on recovering his energy for a long time.
“Cancel, Life Charge!”
Only once his senses returned did he finally deactivate Berserk.
“I didn’t want to use it if possible... but no choice.”
He generally avoided using Berserk, but there was no way around it to block the High Master’s Master Skill.
Now he had to spend time dealing with the aftereffects.
“Chirp.”
Before the Assistant Summon duration ended, Rokan pulled out a map and handed it to him, marking the locations where he’d sent the Crimson Crusaders flying.
“Dismiss Summon.”
What Rokan had done wasn’t anything special. It was commonly known as mass teleport in other games.
A method of kidnapping targets by teleporting multiple ones at once with an ability or spell, then killing them.
However, due to the time limit on Assistant Summon, Rokan started by scattering them first. He used the jumper’s ability to carry off 4-5 Crimson Crusaders at a time and fly away.
Thanks to dumping so much mana into it, they wouldn’t regroup easily.
But one issue: because he’d used Berserk, Rokan couldn’t hunt right away either.
“At least the users won’t get a piece of them.”
Still, no big worry. Even with just four, unless multiple guilds swarmed them desperately, they were far too strong for users to hunt.
So he leisurely passed the Berserk aftereffect time.
He moved to high ground with Kai out of the Black Dragon Legion’s sight, waited it out, then flew toward the nearest group.
‘Vulture packs have already gathered.’
There were already uninvited guests there.
Greedy goblin hordes who didn’t dare attack but eyed a chance to snag a piece.
They might be preparing to attack, but Rokan could tell at a glance. Probably some guild waiting to snipe the killing blow the moment another entered combat.
He didn’t like having potential backstabbers nearby, but excluding them completely was tough. They were users, after all.
They’d likely saved a Runebook spot and were on standby, so killing them now wouldn’t eliminate the threat.
‘Gotta kill them all anyway.’
But he couldn’t just leave them be. That’s how this world worked—they’d scheme if you let them.
“Bombardment.”
So Rokan made a flashy entrance from the start. Ten hand axes infused with Bombardment’s power rained down on the ground and began exploding.
“Kai!”
Chirp!
Kai swept through the smoke-covered ground. He blew away the smoke and safely set Rokan down on the earth.
Kree!
He screeched a greeting-like cry and soared high into the sky again. Knowing his level was still low and he lacked combat skills, he circled above, waiting for Rokan.
“Whirlwind!”
Rokan planted his feet firmly on the ground and began to spin. He swept up and shredded everything around him.
“Gah!”
“What the hell is that?!”
Rokan was clever. Instead of targeting the Crimson Crusaders—which could get blocked and fizzle out—he shredded the goblin users who’d been hovering at a threatening distance, hidden and waiting.
“R-Rokan?!”
“Why’s that bastard here?!”
“Damn, word’s already spread?!”
They spewed curses, not even realizing who’d split the Crimson Crusaders into small groups just to let them salivate over them, but Rokan ignored it. They were dead men anyway.
Whoooosh!
Like Lu Bu twirling his Sky Piercer. The pressure froze them in place, and they died without landing a single blow.
Clang!
At that moment, a Crimson Crusader struck first.
They’d already seen Rokan’s face multiple times as he snatched their comrades away. Not soulful like Chrono, these metal dolls held no emotions, but influenced by Chrono, they harbored intense enmity toward the mighty foe.
“Tempers as short as ever!”
If he’d just waited, wouldn’t they have handled the others?!
Rokan blocked the attack with the chain gripped wide in both hands instead of the unrecovered axe. He fully wrapped the enemy’s weapon with the chain and activated one skill.
“Evasion!”
The generation skill made solely for evasion triggered, pulling Rokan’s body back in an instant.
At the same time, the chain shrank rapidly, yanking the weapon from the enemy’s hand.
“Jackpot!”
Like a fish hooked in a net. He couldn’t inventory the chain-wrapped weapon right away, but Rokan had another storage method.
“Kai!”
Whoosh.
He hurled the seized sword high into the sky with all his might, and a response came from above. Kai snatched it in his beak.
Now the enemy had no way to reclaim it.
If thrown far, they might fetch it or smash it free if stuck somewhere, but once a bird carried it off...
Another Crimson Crusader nearby thrust its weapon in place of the now-unarmed one.
Clatter!
The extended chain blocked it again, but it buckled under the force. That was one weakness of chain control.
When shaping chains in midair alone, they could block attacks but still get pushed back. Worst case, the rebounding chain could hit him.
Knowing that, Rokan used the chain only to slow the enemy’s attack speed.
He twisted his body lightly, grabbed the slowed spear shaft surging forward, and clenched with explosive power.
“Hah!”
He lifted the Crimson Crusader’s body along with it and slammed it down.
Using the helplessly dragged body as a weapon, he bashed the remaining charging Crimson Crusaders.
He charged at the clustered ones crushing each other and shouted.
“Rampage!”
A gale-force flurry raged in all directions. And Berserk!
As if the god of madness descended, a skin-tingling aura began emanating from Rokan.
Clatter.
The chain wrapping around his left hand.
“Mad Slaughter!”
Entering true combat mode, Rokan began overwhelming them with full power.
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[No matter our hostility, we condemn Rokan for backstabbing and stealing our Crimson Crusaders.][Posted by: Lee Hyung-keun]
[Just now, we barely lured the Crimson Crusaders from their main base, and as our guildmates were about to finish them after a bloody fight, human user Rokan backstabbed and wiped us out, then sniped the kills. Even as enemy factions, we cleaned up their mess— this is truly unethical. If Rokan doesn’t post an apology within 24 hours, Duicon Guild will take collective action.]
└Ward: Whoa. If true, Rokan’s a total asshole.
└Miller: Damn, even for enemy factions, this is too much. Rokan’s in the wrong here. But what’s “collective action” mean? Gonna throw down?
└Kennyha: What’s this no-name guild? You think you can take Rokan? LMAO.
└Kaope: Not total no-names. Duicon’s a solid upper-mid guild known in Black Dragon Legion. But Rokan’ll just farm them.
└Kimkun: New suicide method?
└Jadan: Anyone know Rokan’s level? He’s not Master level anyway, right? Worth a shot.
└Zenbe: You don’t know he’s already killed Masters without being one? Goblins like them’ll just get beat down and drop loot.
“What the hell is this?”
After hunting the first isolated Crimson Crusader group, Rokan—who’d been waiting out Berserk’s aftereffects—spotted a weird post on the homepage.
The title named his ID outright, and it’d shot to the top of best posts in no time, so of course he saw it.
The content was absurd. Backstab steal.
Well, the backstab part could be conceded somewhat. He had cracked the skulls of the hiding and fleeing ones.
But claiming they’d been “almost caught” like they’d been hunting them?
“Bullshit.”
What were they thinking?
They hadn’t even shown their faces out of fear, yet they posted crap about condemnation and collective action. It was more baffling than infuriating.
Weren’t they instantly wiped by one Whirlwind? Even if they tried again, it’d last a few seconds at best—yet their confidence piqued his curiosity.
└Lee Hyung-keun: Duicon Guild master Lee Hyung-keun here, who wrote the post. We know Rokan’s strong, but we have a surefire way to catch him.
“A surefire way to catch him?”
Then the poster’s reply caught his eye.
How arrogant. Poison maybe? Sadly, Rokan was immune to all poisons. At their level, they couldn’t even obtain anything lethal to him.
So what then?
Some trap to entertain him?
Rather than anger, Rokan felt great interest. He’d vaguely heard of Duicon but couldn’t recall properly, so they weren’t top-tier—yet here they were, so confident. He wanted to see why.
He summoned the virtual keyboard.
No lengthy excuses—just a blunt message.
└Rokan: If you’re so confident, just come at me. Why the wall of bullshit? Bring it!
A straightforward shutdown ignoring their sob-story propaganda.
Such opinion-mongering with fake tales was common, and even if true, as enemy factions, it wasn’t worth apologizing for.
But it sparked misunderstandings. Some reactions were “Typical Rokan,” while others bought Duicon’s lies as truth.
Petty public opinion that couldn’t touch Rokan anyway—but it emboldened Duicon and Lee Hyung-keun.
└Lee Hyung-keun: We gave you a final chance, yet you refuse. Now bear any consequences.
Rokan closed the homepage without emotion. He didn’t know their plan, but it didn’t matter.
‘If they come, I’ll crush them.’
Even mid-Berserk aftereffects, he was confident he could escape without dying. Worst case, summon the assistant and bail.
Pride, mockery from others—meaningless. Just smash them ten times as thoroughly, leaving them speechless.
Rokan smirked coldly and headed to the next nearest Crimson Crusaders.
[You have leveled up.]
[Visit your class guild to undertake the Master level quest.]
And a few hours later, Rokan reached level 299.