Chapter 290
Chapter 290
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 290
Chapter Title: Flame Titan (1)
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Breeding.
Unlike vampires who increased their numbers through bloodsucking and some other method, werewolves were a race that multiplied through breeding.
And since Rokan had ordered them to expand their forces by any means necessary, they had only one option.
Infinite breeding.
Thanks to the game's allowances, gestation and birth were incredibly fast, and they gave birth to multiple offspring at once, so the werewolf population had swelled dramatically.
Exaggerating a bit, it felt like there was a werewolf clinging to every single tree.
‘Even so, going at it right from the entrance...’
And the opponents were unusual too. He’d thought they only bred among themselves, but it didn’t seem to matter who—or what—they paired with. Females ranged from animals to humanoid monsters.
‘...I shouldn’t have looked.’
Rushing past the werewolves enthusiastically going at their breeding frenzy, Rokan reached deeper into the forest, where their leader, Kirito, came into view.
“...Is this really okay?”
“Keh heh heh, no problem at all. The great seed of our werewolf clan produces werewolves regardless of the race.”
Rokan shook his head at the off-target response. No point in continuing; words weren’t getting through.
“Your forces... you’ve definitely built them up.”
“Of course.”
Kirito scanned the surroundings with a pleased expression.
Feeling like he shouldn’t stick around here any longer, Rokan quickly wrapped things up.
“Here, take some coins. Buy what you need... whatever. Just keep working hard.”
“Working hard is what I do best!”
Rokan shuddered at yet another skewed reply from Kirito and swiftly exited the forest.
The demon territory itself didn’t need much tinkering, and territory management was similar to the surface world’s, so he’d already handled it en route.
Now he just needed to find the Titan.
“A volcano, huh...”
He already knew roughly where the thing lived, so finding it shouldn’t be too hard this time either.
Rokan immediately headed for the volcano via transport.
[The carriage is under attack.]
[The carriage defense quest is automatically accepted.]
[Be careful. If the carriage is destroyed, further travel will be restricted.]
“Huh?”
After galloping along for a while.
The carriage was a safe transport method that cost coins but allowed logging out mid-journey without issue—yet incredibly, someone had ambushed it.
Good thing he’d stayed logged in while gathering and organizing info.
“Damn it, this is the demon world for you?”
Absurd, but Rokan reacted fast. He leaped out of the carriage, ready to take on the enemy instead.
“Ambush!”
“Protect the carriage!”
As soon as the carriage was attacked, the NPC guards automatically sprang into defense, but the foe was no pushover.
A massive tiger-shaped monster began slaughtering them horrifically.
[Eight-Legged Winged Tiger Rohong][Lv 395]
“What the hell is that freakish hybrid?”
A tiger with enormous bat wings. And that wasn’t all—it had a grotesque eight legs.
Each of those massive paws was a powerful weapon, making it a dominant mutant, but Rokan didn’t get the sense it had properly evolved.
[Title ‘First Knight’ effect: ‘Knightly Valor’ activates. All stats +10% during defense battles.]
[Title ‘First Occupier’ effect: All stats +20% during defense battles.]
But they’d picked the wrong target. For something not even Grand Master level to dare attack his carriage?
Plus, thanks to this, the defense battle was recognized, boosting his stats. He was confident he could hunt it without even using Frenzy Incarnation.
“Out of the way! Step of Resolve.”
Rokan charged right up to its face in an instant.
The beast leaped into the air too—probably thanks to all those legs.
“You little cat bastard?”
Rokan changed his mind.
If it wanted to clash, he’d oblige!
“Full Body Charge!”
Accelerating once more, he slammed into it bodily.
Four front paws whipping at him simultaneously? Rokan was faster.
Stealing its attack timing completely, he smashed in. Its chest crumpled as it flew back, and Rokan dropped atop it immediately.
“Leap Attack, Strike of Slaughter!”
Crack, crack, crack.
That blow was the finisher. The eight-legged winged tiger twisted to dodge, but that threw off its angle.
Unlucky for it—its own leg was in the path, and three on the right side severed clean off.
“Kraaang!”
The pain was bad enough, but now it couldn’t even stand properly.
Rolling desperately to evade, it staggered up and spread its wings.
No teeth? Use the gums. Legs gone? Try aerial combat.
But Rokan wasn’t about to allow that.
“Blink!”
With a flash of light, Rokan mounted its back.
It thrashed wildly, but Rokan had drilled intense aerial maneuvers with Kai countless times. Grabbing its mane like a collar kept him glued on, moving as one.
“Strike of Slaughter.”
Thud.
It didn’t last long; its neck sliced clean. Before, it might’ve been a deep gash, but Rokan’s attack power was on another level now.
[You have defeated Eight-Legged Winged Tiger Rohong.]
[This news is relayed to Rohong’s owner.]
[Caution: Rohong’s owner feels intense hostility toward the one who killed their pet.]
“This?”
System messages appeared the moment he felled it—similar to the one after hunting boar-man Karok when he first entered the heavens.
The difference? “Intense hostility” now.
“Come to think of it, its owner was a demon, right?”
But Rokan wasn’t scared.
He didn’t even know the owner’s name yet, but letting a pet roam free without a leash? It had it coming.
If the owner really wanted him dead?
“Let’s see who dies first.”
A madness thicker than the owner’s hostility gleamed in Rokan’s eyes.
Thanks to his efforts, the carriage was safe.
No telling if it was a random encounter or a deliberate order from that owner, so logging out wasn’t an option—but he had plenty to sort anyway, so no issue.
Remounting the carriage, Rokan handled his tasks while awaiting a second attack, but fortunately—or unfortunately—none came.
Eventually, they reached the volcanic zone.
“Hmm, anything useful?”
Rokan didn’t just blow past Flamewalkers village.
He’d finished all prep, but special terrain like this usually meant villages sold items with unique options.
“Oh, there it is.”
Rummaging through the shops first, he found what he wanted.
Gear with extreme fire resistance setups.
Not for himself, though.
“Scrolls too? Nice.”
These were for Giant Piedegi.
Like with the Earth Titan, he planned to tank by crouching and reflecting damage—but survival came first.
Fire and lightning dealt the most damage among elements, so life would drain faster than against the Earth Titan.
Plus, this fire zone inflicted constant burn damage just by standing around, making Giant Piedegi’s HP management tricky.
Giant Piedegi couldn’t equip normal items, but luckily, this place sold pet gear, fire resistance scrolls, and ones that temporarily negated the fire zone’s effects.
“Alright, let’s go?”
Satisfied with his shopping, Rokan summoned Kai to scout from the sky.
“Eek!”
But it wasn’t easy this time. Flying monsters were one issue, but dodging irregular magma bursts from the volcano was worse.
“No wonder it’s deserted.”
Even in demon territory, demons were scarce—probably because survival was tough, no matter the race.
On the flip side, aerial monsters were few, so with expert control, he dodged magma and scoured the volcano thoroughly.
“Where are you...”
No Titan in sight.
Bad info? That massive thing couldn’t hide.
After ages of searching with no trace, Rokan looked troubled. Where the hell was it?
“Maybe?”
Two loops, three. Double-checking endlessly, his gaze settled on the volcano’s interior. The crater wasn’t just molten lava.
There were livable spaces, if cramped.
“Damn. Guess I have to check.”
Even edging closer brought scorching heat, but he couldn’t back off now.
Rokan turned toward the crater.
‘There.’
He spotted it immediately.
A colossal Titan wreathed in flames.
‘Problem.’
Unlike the Earth Titan, it wasn’t alone.
“Damn, isn’t this cheating?”
Lava golems made of molten rock piled around it, along with floating fireball-like Fire Eggs, Flame Ghosts with fiery bodies instead of ethereal ones—hordes of regular monsters.
Dropping in now meant getting mobbed first.
No hunts meant mobs built up, obviously. Even for Rokan, charging solo looked dicey, so Kai just circled overhead.
Silver lining: none seemed capable of aerial attacks.
They saw Rokan as he saw them, but no moves.
“Uh... then?”
It took a while, but Rokan realized he’d been an idiot.
Sky versus ground.
Mutual no-attack zone.
Not a crisis—a golden opportunity. They couldn’t reach him, but he had ways to hit them.
A dragon’s den or hellish pit now looked like a goldmine.
“Heh heh heh heh, Aura Bombardment!”
Boom boom boom boom boom!
Having found the solution, Rokan grinned madly.
Turning himself into a bomber, he unleashed merciless aura barrages on the ground.