Chapter 343
Chapter 343
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 343
Chapter Title: Illusion Demon Realm (2)
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A smirk crept across his face.
His goal from the start had been to hunt phantasms anyway.
If wiping them out didn't drop his reputation? Well, thank you very much.
Rokan kept on hunting phantasms.
The ones that appeared were mostly beast-form phantasms.
Among the phantasms he'd seen while touring the cities, there were plenty of humanoid ones and forms too bizarre to categorize, but perhaps because they were relatively low-level or a feature of this region, beast-like ones dominated.
And those bastards vanished without even leaving their hides behind.
[You have leveled up.]
He hunted so ferociously that Rokan's level rose by one more.
When he'd finally crushed the last one, Rokan noticed something odd.
[Phantasm Orb: Terror Fierce Tiger]
Use to summon a phantasm.
It was an item he'd never seen before that dropped.
Namely, a Phantasm Orb.
His eyes sparkled at the unique description: use to summon a phantasm.
Did this mean he could use yet another summon? The Terror Fierce Tiger didn't seem all that useful, but that could be dealt with later.
As he hunted in different areas, he'd probably catch a phantasm with handy abilities and be able to summon it.
"Phantasm Orb, use."
[The Phantasm Orb can only be used by the Summoner class.]
[Would you like to change to the Summoner class?]
"Damn it."
But when he actually tried to use it, it fell short of expectations. Unlike the Orb of Submission, it wasn't usable by anyone—it was an exclusive item for the Summoner class.
And the strange part was that, among the jobs he knew in The Lord, there was no Summoner class.
[Amazing feat! You have discovered the existence of a new, undiscovered class.]
[You have acquired the title 'Job Designer.']
[You are the first to acquire this title.]
[Job Designer][Unique]
You have discovered a new, undiscovered class. Your understanding of other classes' abilities deepens.
You are the first to acquire this title.
[Effects]
- Increased effectiveness when using other classes' abilities
"Huh?"
The reward for uncovering a new job was subtle, but Rokan could immediately feel its effect.
The Master Skill he'd created by mixing various jobs' skills—Stormwind Incarnation—had been strengthened right away.
Not only that, but the power of individual skills had increased too. The authority gained from becoming a Grand Master, which allowed partial use of all jobs' skills, had been further amplified.
But the surprise didn't end there.
[Announcement. Information on the new job 'Summoner' has been unlocked.]
[The Summoner class can now be selected.]
"Whoa."
A new job had appeared. It wasn't just Rokan who learned about it—every user now knew of the Summoner and phantasms. They could even select the new job.
Initial job settings and job changes were now possible.
He had no idea how phantasms were summoned or how strong the summoned phantasms were, though.
"No way they'd make you come all the way here for it."
Using the Phantasm Orb would be simplest, but could anyone under level 400 even reach this place? He was skeptical, so there had to be another way.
Maybe it was like a gacha system.
Nodding to himself, Rokan turned his gaze away. No matter how he thought about it, it had nothing to do with him.
Even if it summoned a level 400 phantasm, he already had stronger, more useful summons.
So he threw himself back into phantasm hunting.
He hunted for quite a while longer. Then Rokan sensed a group approaching without hiding their presence.
"......?"
"Are you Rokan?"
"What the hell?"
Humanoid phantasms. No fewer than five level 400 beings had come looking for him.
He casually turned his head just enough to smash the head of the phantasm he was hunting, but he couldn't hide his growing tension.
"Lord Azar seeks you. You must come with us."
"Azar?"
He'd been wary of a preemptive strike, but they were surprisingly polite.
Perhaps due to their own stature, they didn't grovel before Rokan, but they faithfully fulfilled their role as messengers and courteously invited him.
Azar. What the hell was this guy, ordering him around like that?
Rokan racked his brains for a moment and pulled out a piece of info he'd half-remembered.
"The five kings of the Illusion Demon Realm?"
"Yes."
It seemed one of the five kings ruling the Illusion Demon Realm was named that. And he'd taken an interest in Rokan too.
"And if I don't want to go?"
But interest didn't guarantee goodwill. He eyed them suspiciously, not ruling out the possibility of a trap.
"I'm sorry. We're just following orders, so we have to bring you."
The five radiated a menacing aura. They showed their intent to drag Rokan there by force if necessary.
Maybe this Azar didn't like him, or maybe they were overzealously loyal to carry out their orders, but it rubbed him the wrong way.
Who the hell were they showing hostility to?
"Blood Awakening."
His blood accelerated. Adrenaline surged, sending waves of power surging through his body.
Crackle.
On top of that, current control.
With body reinforcement added to handle the enhanced abilities, Rokan had nothing to fear.
"Go ahead and try."
Boom!
He merely stomped the ground, and space shattered. Rokan's battle axe shot forward like a bullet, slicing into one of their shoulders.
"Adamantite Body."
Clang!
But it was blocked by a defensive skill the bastard activated in an instant. Its body gained indestructible power for a moment, and Rokan only managed to force it to its knees.
"Mirror Armor!"
Even so, its stance crumbled enough to flatten it on the ground, but it didn't just take it. It unleashed another Master Skill, baring its fangs at Rokan.
A damage reflection skill activated, inflicting the same damage on the skill's target as received.
"Barrier of Illusory Dreams!"
[You have been exposed to the Barrier of Illusory Dreams.]
[The title Unyielding Will negates all effects.]
At the same time, the others moved. It had no effect on Rokan, but a powerful barrier enveloped the area, trapping him with them.
"Hmph!"
Thud!
If it wouldn't cut, he'd just beat it to a pulp!
Rokan had confirmed the Adamantite Body user couldn't be cut, but he wasn't deterred at all. Not being cuttable was different from not losing life force.
With his monstrous strength, he could turn the opponent into mincemeat without cutting.
"Urk, you'll take the same shock......"
The opponent, reeling from the blow, tried to explain the skill, but Rokan had already figured it out. The moment he swung his battle axe, he'd felt the shock and his life force drop.
But so what?
If life force dropped equally, Rokan—with his immortality authority—held the clear advantage.
"Eek! Time of Vengeance!"
Seeing Rokan charge heedless of the damage, the bastard's own fighting spirit ignited.
It pulled back as its life force plummeted alarmingly, but it had no intention of just fleeing.
It activated a creation skill, casting some curse on Rokan.
"Kieeeeeek!"
Then, terrifying entities burst from Rokan's body.
The beings he'd killed so far. Among them, those of a certain stature or higher emerged as soul forms.
"Gasp!"
"H-How could a human have killed so many transcendents......!"
Countless level 400 entities. And even that level 450 Gromtan.
The ones harboring vengeance against Rokan glared with bloodshot eyes, readying for battle.
At this point, the phantasms were the ones more shocked.
How could a human not even level 410 have slain so many transcendents? And what was a Majesty Master-level being?
They were stunned out of their wits, but confidence swelled too.
The entities revived by Time of Vengeance had limited duration, but they inherently held strong hostility toward whoever killed them.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
With them, they could surely crush Rokan.
Until Rokan activated his skill.
"Oh, that's a nice skill."
"......!"
"Evil Spirit Domination."
The demon god's power dominated the soul forms. It rewired their perception, turning Rokan from vengeance target to master.
Gromtan's high stature nearly caused issues, but its demon tribe nature was the problem.
Evil Spirit Domination stemmed from the demon god's power. Demon tribe members had no choice but to submit, regardless of stature.
"I-It can't be!"
"Why are these guys turning on us......!"
The remaining four phantasms belatedly tried to fight back, but it was futile.
The soul forms emerging from Rokan's body were as strong as any of them individually, and their numbers filled the barrier.
Even if the creation skill killed a few, countless more waited behind.
"To a mere human......"
"Lord Azar......"
Thud.
The soul forms were under Rokan's control, but he had no intention of sparing them.
He thoroughly crushed and tore them apart.
He didn't even need to step in—just order the soul forms.
These guys obviously had a time limit, so when else would he use them?
That way, he killed the four phantasms and turned the Adamantite Body one into a bloody pulp.
It wasn't intentional, but thanks to the Adamantite Body's defense boost, that one lasted the longest.
"Alright, shall we go? To that king of yours, Azar or whatever."
Rokan grinned, and the bastard shuddered.
Rokan grabbed the guy like luggage and took to the skies.
Their destination was Shurima, the castle where Azar lived.
"Is this the place?"
After arriving at a nearby village and using the rainbow teleporter, the two soon reached Shurima.
Naturally, the coins spent on the rainbow teleport came from the bastard's pocket.
"Y-Yes...... That's Lord Azar's castle."
"Hmm, good. Then let's rest up a bit first."
Having confirmed it, Rokan didn't head straight to the castle. He still had aftereffects from Stormwind Incarnation and Blood Awakening, plus cooldowns remaining.
Who knew what might happen there? Better to be fully prepared. So he planned to scout the castle's atmosphere and test the waters.
"Why not go see him right away......!"
The bastard, barely clinging to life, boasted his loyalty, but Rokan glared, and it swallowed hard.
Was its loyalty deeper than its life? Besides, the order from its master was just 'bring Rokan.'
It didn't want to die pointlessly, so it shut up. Rokan even booked a lodging and rested.
Staying in an NPC-run inn reduced aftereffect timers and skill cooldowns a bit.
"Hm?"
As he rested, the surroundings suddenly changed.
It had clearly been an inn room moments ago, but now it was a field of flowers everywhere.
What the hell was this? Forced spatial transfer? Illusion?
He panicked briefly but quickly composed himself. Such things didn't matter anymore.
[King of Illusory Dreams, Azar][Lv 487]
One of the Illusion Demon Realm's five rulers, the King of Illusory Dreams, Azar.
The bastard had left his castle to come find Rokan himself.