Chapter 212
Chapter 212
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 212
Chapter Title: Kyarus VS Rokan (4)
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“Rider of Legends.”
Rokan immediately evolved Kai.
However, he didn’t transform into the Big Peng like before. Through their communion, he instantly manipulated its body to maintain the size of the Life Big Bird.
“Jump, Red Meteor!”
Then, after leaping to a certain height, he jumped once more from atop Kai, soaring up again to fall down as a red meteor.
“Hmph, looks like you want to be target practice!”
It was fast and powerful, but Kyarus scoffed.
To dare launch such a straightforward attack in front of a hunter like him—especially in the air with nowhere to dodge—was utterly ridiculous.
But his hand drawing the bowstring moved with caution. He could hit with his eyes closed at that range, but this was to control the power contained within.
“Arrow of Annihilation.”
An immense force surpassing Shadowless Arrow gathered. A dark crimson energy converged at his fingertips before flying toward Rokan.
“Hup.”
Staring straight at it, Rokan plummeted down.
Even if he canceled the skill, evasion was impossible now. He braced for impact while protecting his head, neck, and heart as much as possible.
KABOOM!
In the end, the red meteor’s power was drastically reduced.
It was offset by the Arrow of Annihilation, but fractured ribs prevented him from putting in full strength, so it only unleashed about half its original might.
‘He dodged it.’
Of course, that alone warranted the term “monstrous” for its destructive power, but his opponent was Kyarus.
The strongest of the troll race, the hunter hailed as the continent’s mightiest.
Even amid the explosion, Rokan felt no sense of a successful hit.
It was only natural for someone of that caliber—especially a hunter class with no evasion skills—to slip away unscathed.
“Chains of Obliteration!”
Rokan didn’t panic or regret. Instead, he flung chains toward the spot where he expected the bastard to have dodged.
Giving distance to a guy whose main weapon was a bow was as good as offering up your life.
“Not bad.”
CLANG CLANG CLANG!
But Kyarus effortlessly dispersed the storm of chains. With a sword, not his bow.
Though his primary weapon was a bow, he had mastered swordsmanship to an elite—no, supreme—level in preparation for close-quarters combat.
“Rampaging Chariot, Rapid Acceleration, Time of Madness.”
The moment the heavy sensation hit his hands, Rokan charged straight in.
He mobilized every acceleration skill to close the gap.
Thanks to that, the Chains of Obliteration lost some power, but he hadn’t planned to end it with that anyway.
In the end, it would come down to the axe.
“Shoulder Charge!”
For now, he maximized his momentum. Thrusting out his shoulder, he barreled in to crush the bastard’s body.
BAM!
But another miss. Kyarus used his movement skill, Super Jump, to spring backward like a弹 shot, swung his sword to his waist, and nocked another arrow.
THUD!
This was the hardest part for a close-range fighter like Rokan battling a ranged dealer.
It was downright toying with him, exploiting superior mobility.
Kyarus was someone who possessed overwhelming power yet never forgot the basics.
Retreat when he approached, match skills to widen the gap again if he closed in with one.
All the while relentlessly drawing his bow to stack attacks—any ordinary opponent would collapse without landing a single blow.
“Ugh!”
Click.
That wasn’t all. Hunters differed from archers. He hadn’t summoned pets yet, but he wielded “traps” as weapons too.
Sprinkling them artfully in spots Rokan wouldn’t notice at blinding speed, they prevented him from closing in even after using skills.
Traps dealt damage but also inflicted movement impairments like immobilization and speed reduction.
Moreover, with powerful attacks raining down as checks, Rokan felt like a hamster trapped on a wheel, spinning in place.
“Damn it…….”
Crack crack crack.
After a moment, Rokan stepped on an unusual trap Kyarus had laid. A “Frost Trap,” craftable only by mixing the rare item “Frost Crystal.”
The instant his foot hit it, Rokan’s body froze solid.
The chilling energy climbed from his toes, turning him into an ice sculpture. His movements, desperate to create an opening, halted for the first time.
Of course, while immobilized, he gained immunity to all attacks for the duration. Which was short, about 30 seconds.
Resistance could shorten it further, but such differences meant nothing to Kyarus.
The muscle stiffness after the freeze.
That tiny gap was more than enough for Kyarus to punch holes through his head, neck, or heart.
“You’re nothing special after all, kid.”
Screeeeech.
Kyarus’s eyes sharpened as he chuckled mockingly.
Whether he truly meant to finish it, he unleashed a barrage of visibly devastating arrows.
Not a master skill he knew of—likely a combo—but potent enough to blow off a head or burst a heart.
“Shit…….”
And with exquisite timing, they arrived just as the freeze wore off, right in Rokan’s face.
His resistance slightly exceeded Kyarus’s expectations due to the tiny delay, but stiffened muscles made dodging impossible.
“Time Regression.”
Flash.
“……!”
In that instant, Rokan’s body vanished.
Even Kyarus, seeing the skill for the first time, couldn’t pinpoint his location and looked around frantically.
Meanwhile, Rokan reappeared in a completely unexpected spot. Precisely where he’d stood 30 minutes prior.
With all states reverted to 30 minutes ago, Gale Incarnation also reset to pre-use, it was no wonder Kyarus couldn’t find him. His size had changed, and he’d spawned amid the chaotic battlefield.
‘Wish it worked on my full condition.’
Thwack.
Unfazed, Rokan smashed the nearest enemy’s skull and gleamed his eyes.
Though not in Berserk, the title effect reapplied instantly, granting ample strength.
The downside: the Soul Legion he’d already used wasn’t recovered.
As an item effect, Time Regression couldn’t refill spent souls, and conversely, the summoned legion didn’t vanish.
‘Impossible anyway.’
Surveying the battlefield, Rokan judged.
Victory was out of reach regardless.
The Soul Collector’s authority only gathered souls from monsters up to 20 levels below him.
Even if all were master level, victory wasn’t assured—most were level 290s, so the frontlines inevitably crumbled over time.
Users resisted desperately, but they’d be mopped up eventually.
Plus, with Kyarus rejoining after losing his target, the balance would tip sharply.
So, he had to step up again.
“Gale Incarnation!”
Rokan didn’t spare the cooldown-reset Gale Incarnation. He activated it immediately to draw Kyarus’s gaze.
“There you are!”
Screeeeech.
A pitch-black arrow flew straight at him.
Rokan carefully blocked and dodged, closing in on the bastard.
“I’ll praise your courage for not running, rookie.”
Pleased by the sight, Kyarus’s expression shifted subtly.
He’d been disappointed that Rokan, whom he’d expected to entertain him more, had fizzled out so pathetically. But seeing him return unscathed reignited his expectations.
“Bombardment!”
“Pathetic!”
Clang clang clang!
Rokan unleashed Bombardment first.
But Kyarus brushed them off like toys, shooting arrows to strike the incoming hand axes.
BOOM! Bang!
That was within Rokan’s expectations, though.
The ten simultaneous hand axes weren’t just destructive—they obscured vision perfectly.
Amid the rough explosions as they burst midair, Rokan slipped through the gap and charged.
“Arrow of Annihil—”
“Grow!”
Kyarus had anticipated it too. He hadn’t averted his gaze, preparing a mighty combo skill.
A force so potent it didn’t just slow but could topple formed at his fingertips.
“……!”
Then, an unexpected twist.
An incomprehensible shout from Rokan, and immense pressure beside Kyarus’s head.
It was Kai.
Shrunk smaller than a fly for the so-called “Ant-Man” maneuver, Kai had crept close while Rokan held attention.
And at the moment the Arrow of Annihilation was about to launch, it released body manipulation, reverting to Big Peng form.
Its colossal body crushed Kyarus.
“Lord Kyarus!”
RUMBLE RUMBLE BOOM!
Kyarus’s clear lapse in vigilance. Overfocus on Rokan had erased Kai from his mind momentarily.
Even if he’d noticed, he wouldn’t have predicted such an absurd strategy—but without the carelessness, he’d have blocked Kai’s approach.
With a hunter’s eyes, size reduction alone wouldn’t have hidden Kai.
That brief negligence birthed an irreversible outcome.
‘Not yet!’
But Rokan didn’t stop there. Instead of savoring victory, he expanded his senses and raced toward Kai, who was pulverizing Kyarus.
“Kraaaaaahaha! This is fun!”
Right then, a chilling laugh from Kyarus filled the battlefield, sending shivers down Rokan’s spine.
He instinctively knew Kyarus’s bullshit master skill had activated.
Spiritualization!
The skill transforming flesh to spirit, transcending material limits.
SKREEE! Boom boom boom!
Strange explosions echoed from Kai’s insides.
[‘Big Peng Kai’ has been forcibly unsummoned. Summoning impossible for the next 1 hour.]
Kyarus, in spirit form, had attacked from below or inside Kai.
This was trouble. Spiritualization didn’t just phase through things and ignore physical attacks—it allowed offense in that state.
“Gale Slaughter.”
That’s why knowing your foe mattered. Kyarus didn’t yet realize Rokan knew his skills.
Assuming bewilderment, he ascended to the sky, and Rokan nailed the moment he burst through the unsummoning Kai’s corpse.
“Ugh!”
Rat-a-tat-tat-boom!
Rokan’s finisher, Gale Slaughter, shredded Kyarus’s spiritualized body.
To others, it might look like slashing air, but it hit true.
While spiritualization prevented vital hits or wounds, it steadily drained life force—that was the skill’s weakness.
Moreover, not ordinary attacks but aura-infused ones. Add the title “Slice Anything” effect, and all damage landed at 100%.
‘Not yet!’
Even a master would bottom out instantly, a high master barely survive—but Rokan wasn’t satisfied. He pushed once more.
“Gale Slash!”
Whoosh whoosh slash slash!
Gales raged, splintering Kyarus’s spirit into dozens of pieces, inflicting severe damage.
He might actually take him down. Such hope surged from the massive burst damage.
[You have died.]
[Resurrect at designated base? Instant Resurrection / Corpse Wait]
And the next instant, Rokan’s vision went black.