Chapter 215
Chapter 215
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 215
Chapter Title: Coup d'état (3)
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Myriad Slayer.
A title bestowed upon one who single-handedly cuts down ten thousand foes.
Now that Rokan had claimed even that, he began exerting his power in earnest, and the corrupted monsters started getting sliced apart effortlessly.
Most were in the high 290s, nearing master level, but the opponent was a master—Rokan.
They had superior stats and destructive power thanks to the corruption buff, far exceeding their original abilities, but Rokan was even more powerful and destructive.
To the point where it was hard to tell who the monsters were and who the attackers.
“What in the world is happening?!”
By now, even the enemy commander sensed something was off.
He had painstakingly gathered corrupted monsters and high-level visitors and pushed them forward, but at a certain point, they stopped advancing altogether and were just being whittled down, which sent a chill down his spine.
What the hell was happening up front?
Pushing through his soldiers, the commander soon witnessed the cause.
A face he knew well was slaughtering corrupted monsters and visitors with a demonic expression.
“It's that guy again...!”
Rage boiled over, but there was nothing he could do.
The corrupted army he had received command of from Duke Kilramanta even included master-level monsters, but none could harm Rokan.
No, attacks were landing steadily and damage was accumulating, but that damned berserker's immortality effect was keeping him upright. As long as that was active, taking him down was impossible.
Every time a master skill targeted his throat or heart, he dodged with exquisite control, parried, or used nearby corrupted monsters as shields—it was utterly maddening.
“Damn it...”
Should he retreat, or keep pushing?
Even without Rokan, seeing the corrupted monsters stopped at a point and attacking each other among themselves made him firmly think something was wrong, but the commander had to make a decision.
Returning with this much loss and no gain would mean inevitable punishment.
Moreover, without knowing what the enemy had done, even clashing again would be hopeless.
Clearing his complicated mind, the commander made his decision.
“Listen up, 'Administrators'! Blow away all the trash on the front lines!”
“Yes!”
With that order, a group stepped forward. The so-called 'Administrators,' controllers of the corrupted monsters. But their role wasn't just controlling them.
“Corpse Explosion.”
KABOOM!
Most of them were necromancers.
Duke Kilramanta had poured everything he could muster, even utilizing those corpses on top of corrupted power.
“Urk!”
“It's through! Block it!”
Dozens, hundreds of explosions chained together, flipping the battlefield. Corpses infused with corrupted power became bombs, devastating the surroundings.
It wasn't just the defenders caught in the blasts.
Even allied corrupted monsters and visitors were caught, but above all, the illusion magic circle engraved on the ground was destroyed.
The false gaze from the confusion magic that made corrupted monsters unable to distinguish friend from foe was lifted, and the stalled front lines began advancing rapidly again.
'Tch, not to be underestimated.'
Rokan was just as taken aback.
Not expecting the confusion magic to be broken this way, he felt troubled but put more force into smashing the nearest corrupted monster.
'Should I summon the soul legion again?'
He pondered whether to resummon the souls he had collected while beating these guys.
But it didn't add up.
Considering the enemy's numbers and quality, calling just a thousand reinforcements wouldn't shift the battlefield's momentum.
So Rokan saved the collected souls and changed strategy.
“Melee classes, forward! Block with your bodies! Spellcasters, support from the rear without sparing mana!”
Quickly commanding the mercenaries to block the corrupted monsters and users, he reversed the ending Gale Incarnation.
“Time Reversal!”
Rokan reappeared beside them. But he didn't stay there.
Mercenaries dying meant massive gold expenditure, but it didn't matter. Enormous funds were piling up even now.
He was willing to spend as much as needed to hold them back with money.
“Kai!”
Leaping up, Rokan mounted behind Kai's back.
WHOOSH!
“Ugh!”
As the great peng flapped its wings, the wind pressure alone made the weaker ones stagger and roll on the ground.
Meanwhile, Kai soared to a height beyond sight with one flap.
[The great peng, Kai, has comprehended Gale. Would you like to acquire it?]
Its power was so immense it even became a skill.
'This is good.'
Wind-generating skills were essential for flying mounts anyway. Rokan immediately accepted, filling Kai's last skill slot.
[Acquire.]
[The great peng, Kai, has acquired Gale.]
“Gale Incarnation, Crimson Meteor.”
Becoming one with Rokan, they flew over the main enemy forces, plummeting from the center where the elites gathered.
“Elemental Barrier.”
Even so, Kai erected a barrier fusing all elements around itself, maximizing defense and impact resistance.
“D-Dodge!”
The crimson meteor falling from the sky.
Its destructive power was immense, hard for even high masters to block or dissipate.
They scattered to avoid, but it had little effect.
Unless using at least a combo skill or master skill to defend, the impact would drain life to zero as it crashed into the ground.
Immense power equivalent to a tactical weapon in itself.
But Rokan's assault was just beginning.
'First, the commander.'
Was this even an ambush? Dropping boldly into the heart of the enemy, Rokan left minor foes to Kai and immediately sought the commander.
Capturing the enemy leader to reverse the tide and end the fight—basic tactics.
'Insight.'
The crimson meteor had already filtered out the middling ones; just scan those still standing.
Scanning with eyes that pierced all creation, he instantly identified the top commander.
[Rebel Commander Timothy][Lv 373]
Name, level, and details listed, but he dismissed them immediately. Not important now.
“You bastard!”
Rokan charged swiftly for a quick kill.
But the commander was no pushover. A top-tier expert who had trained extensively after becoming a high master, fit to lead the rebels.
“Space Slash!”
With Timothy's strike, space warped—no, better said it was sliced and torn.
CRACK!
“Urk.”
Simultaneously, Rokan's chest, still at a distance, was slashed long.
Thanks to the Lion King's sealed breastplate, it wasn't fatal, but the heavy impact shook Rokan, slowing him and disrupting balance.
“Rampaging Chariot!”
But Rokan didn't falter.
Forcibly regaining balance with a skill, he instead exploded forward, closing the gap faster.
“Disintegration... Slash!”
Timothy gritted his teeth at the approaching Rokan, unleashing his ultimate, master skill with all his power.
Normally he'd gather power fully and strike at the perfect moment, but Rokan's fierce charge terrified him into unleashing it prematurely.
But its power was no joke.
Unlike Space Slash that cuts space, this was a disintegration strike that erased space itself. Rokan felt the terrifying aura mid-charge but didn't stop.
Even knowing he'd be caught in the disintegration, he accelerated toward the foe.
“Clone Summon!”
At the last moment, he summoned a clone identical to himself.
To use as a shield?
No. A meat shield couldn't block Disintegration Slash.
Since it erased existence itself, Rokan behind it would vanish too.
CRACK!
“......!”
Rokan's judgment was brilliant. It seemed he clashed weapons with the summoned clone, using the impact to bounce away.
Since the strike had exceeded limits, escaping its narrow range was easy.
“Hyper Acceleration, Time of Madness!”
Then Rokan and the clone exploded forward. Flanking left and right, they attacked Timothy simultaneously with different skills.
“Mad Slaughter!”
“Strike of Ruin!”
The two strongest one-shots from Rokan's arsenal activated at once.
Timothy hastily released his stun and deployed a defense skill, but blocking both perfectly was impossible.
The clone's Strike of Ruin shattered the defense, and Rokan's Mad Slaughter cleaved the foe.
As a commander, his gear was all unique or better top-tier, but Rokan's weapon was epic grade.
Amplified over double by various title effects, the attack power could shatter even epic armor, and merciless slashes ravaged his body.
“Gah... Damn visitor bastard...”
Each blow tore flesh and crushed bones, pounding his body. A pathetic, gruesome death unworthy of a high master.
“......!”
At that moment, Rokan's eyes wavered. He saw something in the guy's death.
FLASH.
Simultaneously, the clone, receiving his thought, leaped to cover Rokan, taking the attack instead.
“Argh!”
BOOM!
So powerful that even after the clone dissipated, the aftermath lingered. A heavy thud pierced his back and shook his guts.
“Damn!”
Shadow Warrior. The master skill that granted an extra life per cooldown automatically activated.
Even Rokan hadn't known. If not for the guy's smile at the last moment, he might have been done for.
“Block that guy!”
Attack failed, Timothy turned without hesitation.
Pathetic, but after using all master skills, he lacked confidence in 1v1 against Rokan.
His defense ignored his main skill Space Slash, and the attempt to decapitate during a lapse in attention failed, so opportunities would be scarce now.
So instead of facing the resurrecting Rokan directly, he decided to preserve himself. Leaving Rokan to his subordinates, he turned to flee.
The front lines had stalled again, and even breaching here wouldn't seize the stronghold, so no need to overdo it.
As long as he lived, opportunities would come.
With the power of corruption, he could replenish corrupted monsters endlessly.
“Kai!”
WHOOOOOOSH!
“Huh?!”
Then, a gale struck, making it impossible to steady himself.
Without time to plant his sword, Timothy's body tumbled through the air like a kite with cut strings in the gale.
Kee-yut, kee-yut! THUD.
As Kai chirped happily, Timothy's body flew and crashed right in front of Rokan.