Chapter 345
Chapter 345
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 345
Chapter Title: Land of Sorcery (1)
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The region Azar had pointed out wasn't adjacent to the Land of Illusory Dreams. It was in a completely opposite area.
The place known as the Land of Sorcery.
It teemed with magic-type familiars and ranked among the strongest lands in the entire Phantom Demon Realm.
"Here, you say..."
"Heh heh, getting cold feet?"
"Just make sure the rewards are hefty."
It was hard to guess what he was thinking, targeting such a distant land that even direct invasions couldn't reach, but a contract was a contract.
For Rokan, as long as he grabbed what he could, it didn't matter.
He accepted readily and left the inn. There was no reason to keep facing Azar anymore.
He immediately swept through the Land of Illusory Dreams. Using the authority and land from Azar, he set up a shop and instantly erected a building with a scroll.
It was normally used for building bases, but using it for a shop posed no issues.
Even without Blood Awakening, he was confident he could handle things since he wasn't the king of the Phantom Demon Realm, but there was no need to rush, so he solidly built the shop first.
The first floor was filled with strengthening gear suitable for familiars to use directly. Especially items that boosted intelligence and mental power, enhancing illusion and other mental abilities.
The second floor was stocked with items resistant to the mental abilities of spirit-type familiars common in the Land of Illusory Dreams. After all, familiars weren't the only things wandering this land.
Among the异種 who came here, quite a few hunted familiars, so he figured sales would be decent.
The third floor held summoning items. He didn't mind the trip to the surface and checked summoning gear, selecting and stocking the useful ones.
Originally made for summoners to equip on familiars, but excluding saddles and such, many strengthened the familiars themselves.
Especially accessories, making it similar yet different from the first floor.
And the fourth floor. This one featured beauty-related items. Options might be poor, but fashion items with good looks.
Even beasts knew how to groom themselves, so intelligent familiars wouldn't be much different.
He added a small amount of beauty potions too, so this floor seemed profitable.
Finally, the long-awaited fifth floor. This was Rokan's joker card. The items here weren't ordinary—they were 'spirit herbs.'
Hadn't the Black Wolf already risked it all infiltrating the Spirit World? He gathered and sold spirit herbs, spirit beasts, and spirit insects that familiars consumed to become more powerful.
Where did they come from? Simple. He raided the Spirit World's shops.
Rummaging through shops run by elves and high elves yielded plenty of sellable spirit herbs.
Since few other users or beings visited yet, stock was ample, and Rokan spent a fortune in coins to buy them up.
He listed them at 3 to 5 times the price.
It was a massive rip-off, but from the familiars' perspective, they could buy spirit herbs, beasts, and insects without risking their lives, so it was a win.
The hunch paid off. Shortly after opening, the fifth floor was packed solid.
No separate advertising, but Azar's permission alone, plus multiple high-rises in the low-rise cities of the Land of Illusory Dreams, provided plenty of buzz.
"Wow! The suckers—no, customers are insane?"
Despite demanding hefty coins each, items flew off the shelves. With similar goods everywhere, a new shop drew familiars and异種 out of curiosity.
Stock vanished in a flash, forcing Rokan to collect coins and shuttle multiple times between the Spirit World, Neutral Zone, and surface.
Excluding the surface, the Heavenly Rune Book allowed teleportation, making it an unavoidable moneymaker.
Middleman trading.
With that, Rokan began amassing another fortune.
"Time flew by already?"
Running the shop nonstop made hours slip away.
It had been three days since first appearing in the Spirit World. The promised date with American users loomed.
At this point, their offered pay barely mattered, but Rokan didn't break or delay the contract.
He anticipated new connections from their item warehouse.
"Here you go."
They traded like the Russians: inviting Rokan to their heavenly base to pick desired items.
With huge quantities, some skimmed items were obvious, but Rokan's item greed was low. He took all Legendaries, some Epics, and hunted for traces of Gale.
'There it is.'
He found it—the gear Gale had used.
[Sealed Gale's Pauldrons][Unique]
Overjoyed, ignoring the rest, he casually piled nearby items and stacked them aside, pretending nonchalance.
He barely remembered what else he grabbed. He filled 200 items randomly and left.
Since they were Celestials, he skipped subjugating them.
As a Neutral, Rokan could, but their poor Celestial relations made Americans wary.
No big deal. More exp shuttles were nice, but their yields weren't huge anyway.
Heck, Rokan hunting a few Lv400 monsters personally covered their daily exp easily.
"Heh heh heh."
[The seal on Gale's Pauldrons is released.]
Moving somewhere secluded, Rokan instantly unsealed the pauldrons.
[Gale's Pauldrons][Set]
Pauldrons used by the slaughter god called Gale.
-Defense: 14,000
-Durability: 700,000 / 700,000
-Strength 20% increase
-Agility 20% increase
-Stamina 20% increase
-[Rampaging Locomotive] effect: All charge skills' power +200%
-[Power of Rage] effect: Impact increases proportional to damage taken during charge skills
"Oh!"
Jackpot again. Lower percentage than Gale's Breastplate, but stats rose by percent.
Plus massive boost to charge skills.
Now, most foes would explode on contact.
Rokan equipped them with a satisfied smile, his already superhuman strength, agility, and stamina exploding further.
[You have collected 3 pieces of Gale's Gear.]
[Set effect activates.]
[3-Set Effect: All attack power +20%]
Not just that. Bonus for 3-set: 20% attack power boost.
20%? Rokan's attacks weren't average—he pulverized defense transcendents. Now they reached divine levels.
What set effect awaited full Gale set?
Unable to hide excitement, Rokan sprang into action.
Oblivious Russian users received his merciless violence.
"Wh-what the hell...!"
"Sorry, but contract's a contract."
Russians leveling up got hit with a cold splash, dying with betrayed glares.
But Rokan had no intent to hide the contract.
No details needed—that sufficed. Like with Americans, they got payback.
Resistance was feeble. No—they gritted teeth, coming to Rokan willingly.
They knew resisting only worsened losses, so facing a stronger Rokan, they chose clean deaths.
Kill guild leaders as per contract—no harm to members, right?
"...Can we keep using the base?"
"Do as you like."
Smart deal: They saved Rokan's time by coming themselves, died as required, then negotiated resuming symbiosis.
No reason to refuse, so Rokan agreed readily.
If they held grudges and betrayed or stole the lord castle? Contract penalties applied, but Rokan didn't care. Demon lands meant little to him.
They'd pay dearly, though.
After brief talk, Rokan fulfilled the American contract.
Slew Russian leaders ten times each, meeting terms.
"Hmm, Russia then America..."
Notifications hit Americans on completion. Instead of visiting, Rokan pondered.
Gale's Battle Axe was in Korea, but two other pieces in America and Russia.
Coincidence or design?
Likely the latter.
Probably placed around powerhouses.
Korea wasn't a superpower, but game-wise, it qualified as one.
So where were the rest?
China? UK? India? France? Japan? Listing candidates, Rokan stood abruptly.
If his hypothesis held, at least one was certain.
China.
"Which group were they with?"
Quick inquiries yielded lists of Chinese guilds in the heavens.
Plus their factions and base cities.
True to form, overwhelming numbers: they picked Celestials.
Celestial buffs stacked well in masses, despite not being overpowering alone.
Most chose Celestials, shoving a token few into Demons—likely government-controlled spies, given China's oversight.
"Such a hassle."
Their base: populous Anits Domain, a metropolis.
Awkward for Rokan with bad Celestial ties, but not impossible.
Reaching Lv400 and sinking Gromtan—a Lv450 being with pure power—put him on par with Lion King Gao Khan.
Thus, Rokan headed to the heavens without delay. He sought Yellow Dragon's base, a top Chinese guild in Anits Domain.
"R-Rokan?"
"What the hell are you doing here...!"
Alarms blared in Yellow Dragon—no, all Chinese guilds.
They'd heard he devastated American guilds. Russian news pending, but enough for full mobilization. Ready for war if needed.
Unlike America or Russia, Chinese prided themselves fiercely on national might.
Not caution—hostility.
Reading that, Rokan's eyebrow twitched.