Chapter 341
Chapter 341
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 341
Chapter Title: Void (2)
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[First][Void Hunter][Epic]
Your feat of single-handedly defeating one of the mighty beasts of the Void commands respect.
No one can dispute your meritorious deed against the Void.
You are the first to acquire this title.
[Effects]
-Attack Power and Defense +20% against Void beings
-Recognition from holy beings
[First][One Who Embraces the Void][Legend]
You who harbor the power of the Void within your body! Even gods find it exceedingly dangerous to keep the Void close.
Be cautious that the Void does not target your existence.
You are the first to acquire this title.
[Effects]
-Immunity to Void corrosion
-Non-aggression effect from Void beings
-Combat penalties removed when facing Void beings
-[Power of the Void] usable
“Huh…….”
Level ups were one thing, but he’d earned an Epic-grade title and a Legend-grade title to boot.
They might seem unremarkable at a glance, but given their rarity, he was certain they’d prove immensely useful someday.
“Whew!”
Rumble rumble rumble.
Was it the commotion, or the traces of transcendence? Void beings were swarming in from afar.
Rokan dragged his body, barely free of the pain, and swiftly killed the writhing panda, devouring its heart as well.
[The Heart-Eating Ogre devours the Void Panda King’s heart.]
[Absorbing the power dwelling in the target’s heart and soul.]
[Absorbing the Void Panda King’s toughness.]
[A sturdy power settles into your body.]
This time, the panda’s strength, stamina, and defense were absorbed.
Not only its defense—which had barely been scratched by Rokan’s blow—but its immense power and vitality seeped in as a composite force.
His physical specs had grown palpably stronger.
But there was no time to bask in it or adapt. Countless enemies were closing in.
“……?”
Yet the ones who’d rushed over in search of something completely ignored Rokan.
It wasn’t like before, where they failed to perceive him. They clearly looked at him but, astonishingly, didn’t attack first.
“So that’s how it is?”
Recalling the effects of his newly acquired titles, Rokan quickly realized why.
The beasts were perceiving him as one of their own—a Void being.
Non-aggression monsters.
That’s exactly what they were acting like.
‘A shame, though…….’
He wanted to hunt them down, but the skill’s duration was running critically low.
Now immune to Void corrosion, he considered sticking around to farm them, but he dismissed the idea.
Dying here wouldn’t just send his soul to its save point.
He didn’t know for sure now, but it could erode his soul and leave lasting aftereffects.
Besides, didn’t he now know how to enter this place?
No extra preparations needed—just the Dimensional Monster Bird’s talon and Essence of Power, and he could come and go anytime.
With that, Rokan turned away without regret.
He distanced himself from the Void beings warily eyeing each other and headed in the direction the Compass of Desire indicated.
“Hm?”
Ping grrr.
Upon reaching a certain point, the Compass of Desire began spinning again.
This only happened in two cases.
When the target was undefined, or when he’d reached it.
“This is it.”
Rokan immediately pulled the Dimensional Monster Bird’s talon from his inventory and swung it. Far faster and stronger than before.
The result was immediate.
The dimensional rift tore open like slashed flesh, revealing a different landscape on the other side.
No reason to hesitate. Rokan kept slashing the rift and leaped through, escaping the Void.
[You have entered the Spirit Realm.]
“Huh? The Spirit Realm?”
Pzzzt pzzzt pzzzt!
The Void energy Rokan had dragged in clashed with the Spirit Realm’s energy, sparking a fierce repulsion.
Some power flowing through the Spirit Realm assaulted and repelled the Void, and the tentacle-like tendrils trailing him retreated into the Void and vanished.
The Void gate closed right then.
But Rokan’s attention was elsewhere.
He realized his mistake.
“Damn…….”
He must have phrased his desire wrong when using the Compass of Desire. He hadn’t specifically wanted the Spirit Realm—just some new map—and it had randomly selected this one.
“The Spirit Realm, huh…….”
In truth, it wasn’t a terrible choice. Rokan had a title that made spirits fond of him.
Spirit Liberator.
A title he’d earned long ago by slaying a corrupted fire spirit.
Its only effect was gaining spirits’ favor, useless back then, but maybe he could put it to use now?
Rokan walked on, dredging up old memories.
“Compass of Desire, activate.”
He’d landed in a lush forest. Verdant greenery swayed in a gentle breeze—a pleasant space.
A scenery he could linger in forever, but first, he needed a base camp.
He used the Compass of Desire to scout the nearest village.
“That way.”
He saved his location in the Heavenly Rune Book first, then headed where the Compass of Desire pointed.
He didn’t know how long it’d take, but trusting it would lead him true, Rokan’s steps were light.
“Hm…….”
He walked for a good while. A strange feeling nagged him—like someone had been watching since earlier.
The realm’s natives? Or monsters?
He considered provoking them with overt bloodlust but held back. Acting rashly without knowing their level or if they were friendly or hostile was dangerous.
So Rokan walked calmly, vigilance heightened.
‘This?’
At one point, a potent aura snagged his senses. No big commotion, but undeniably powerful.
Slash! Growl.
Hurrying over revealed an astonishing sight.
[Spirit Grass Hunter Black Wolf][Lv 414]
A black wolf over level 400, bound helpless to a mere tree trunk.
Not just that—its limbs were tied, and its throat constricted.
Wolf-type monsters specialized in agility, with no small strength, yet it couldn’t resist at all.
“A spirit?”
Then who was behind this? Scanning quickly, he spotted a diminutive being.
[Advanced Wood Spirit][Lv 422]
An advanced wood spirit—at level 400? Even heaven’s extensions were elite turf, huh?
Rokan felt tension rise instinctively.
And he acted.
Splat!
He burst the head of the Black Wolf, already half-unconscious with eyes rolled back.
‘Is this okay?’
A blatant steal, but the spirit showed no anger.
No—the Advanced Wood Spirit welcomed Rokan’s action.
“Kyarr, thanks, human!”
It saw his deed as help, not theft.
Even though a hefty chunk of EXP had gone to Rokan.
“No problem.”
So Rokan felt no need for hostility.
He’d prepared excuses if it got mad, but now he pocketed them and flashed a grin.
Spirit favor. A fine effect indeed.
“Need more help?”
“Hmm, who knows? But phantasmal beasts occasionally invade this forest, so there’ll be work!”
No more free EXP, but good intel gained.
‘At odds with the Phantasm Realm?’
The wood spirit had called the Black Wolf a “phantasmal beast.”
The Phantasm Realm—one of heaven’s special zones alongside the Spirit Realm—must border this place. Enough for such incursions.
Not full-scale war, though. These minor intrusions happened routinely without much fuss.
“Happy to help anytime. Any villages nearby?”
“Village? That way! We don’t really live in villages, though!”
The direction the Compass of Desire had indicated.
Rokan nodded farewell, and the Advanced Wood Spirit—its verdant, ethereal body waving twig-like hands—returned the gesture.
No further fights or dangers followed.
Mid-level spirits around 350 or low-level ones at 300 occasionally appeared, but none threatened or eyed him warily.
They greeted him warmly, like an old friend.
‘Is it like this with everyone? Hard to tell, tsk.’
So chummy it was tough to say if it was the title or racial trait.
If it was just the title and they were normally wary or hostile, there might be ways to exploit it, he mused as he pressed on.
“There it is?”
The spirits’ village—or rather, a makeshift one with wooden fences woven from trunks and treehouses for non-spirits.
But mostly spirits roamed inside.
Exceptions? Elves, maybe?
‘All gathered here, huh.’
Ground rumors said elves and high elves had vanished—probably migrated here en masse.
Not huge numbers, but the Spirit Realm was vast, so pooled together, they’d be plenty.
Flinch.
They eyed Rokan warily.
Even with spirit favor, elves and high elves might differ.
The glances ending at peeks were likely thanks to his Friend of Half-Elves title.
Half-breeds to them, but Rokan bore a half-spirit’s blessing.
Shoulders squared confidently.
Elves and high elves were parasites on the Spirit Realm, not owners—just servants or leeches. No need to bow.
“Pretty decent setup, though?”
For outsiders? Or users?
A quick scan showed it more solid than appearances suggested.
Elven shopkeepers, spirits ignoring shops, but items were high-end.
No level 450 gear, but level 400s with elemental options overflowed. Probably untouched yet.
Worried about currency, but coins worked, so Rokan shopped heavily and sought one spot.
Familiar to him.
Rainbow Teleporter.
Odd in the Spirit Realm, but a neutral-zone equivalent sat here.
[Rainbow Teleporter: Registering Spirit Realm.]
“Tch.”
Slim hope dashed—no links to other heaven extensions.
Destinations: ground and neutral zone only.
Seemed only personally visited and registered spots allowed.
No helping it.
Rokan left without lingering.
No rush to leave the Spirit Realm. Time before his U.S. deadline remained.
Instead, he found the spirits’ sole building.
A tree so massive, calling it the World Tree was indisputable. There, he received a most valuable quest.