Chapter 359
Chapter 359
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 359
Chapter Title: Meeting with Gale Wind (1)
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# 359
Meeting with Gale Wind (1)
Murmur murmur.
As Rokan entered the village guided by the savage warriors, a natural commotion arose.
That made sense—they were equating Rokan with Gale Wind.
‘Is the altar over there?’
The commotion grew louder, and the number of savage warriors swelled, but Rokan felt no tension at all. Even if his identity was exposed, he could just sweep them all away.
Ignoring the uproar, he scanned the surroundings, and a massive altar came into view.
It was Gale Wind’s altar.
The place where Gale Wind could be summoned was right before his eyes.
Step step.
He had entered the village under the savage warriors’ guidance, but he didn’t have to follow them.
Turning toward the altar, no one tried to stop Rokan.
Even when someone who appeared to be the chieftain showed up from afar, they only cheered and shouted praises for Rokan—no, for Gale Wind.
[You have discovered Gale Wind’s Altar.]
When he ascended Gale Wind’s altar, a message confirmed he had come to the right place.
But the message that followed right after mocked Rokan.
[Gale Wind Manifestation][Quest]
Summon the God of Massacre, known as Gale Wind.
-Success Condition: Massacre 0 / 10,000 beings of Lv350 or higher within 10 hours
-Success Reward: Summon God of Massacre
-Quest Restriction: No spatial movement allowed
-Time Limit: 9:59:59
“Damn it all.”
He could somehow feel the God of Massacre sneering down at him from above.
It would have been easier if it had just asked him to fetch the Essence of Power.
Of course, slaughtering 10,000 high master-level beings wasn’t particularly hard for Rokan, but it was still a hassle.
And with the time limit attached, finding and gathering monsters was far more annoying than anything else.
But what could he do? The one in need had no choice.
Letting out a deep sigh, Rokan gazed at the approaching chieftain with indifferent eyes.
[Savage Chieftain Ohiri of the Water Locust Tribe][Lv 400]
A whopping Lv400 powerhouse. But that only applied to ordinary users.
Even among grand masters, there was a clear gap in power compared to Rokan.
“Chieftain, where’s a spot nearby with tons of monsters?”
That’s why he could subtly exude madness and demand an answer forcefully.
“Monsters...? There’s the Black Mountain to the east. But the monsters there aren’t edible.”
Seeing Rokan as Gale Wind, he answered the question sincerely without even a greeting.
His speech wasn’t properly formed—half informal—but that was understandable.
“Got it.”
Hearing the answer, Rokan immediately unfurled Gale Wind’s wings.
Since things had come to this, he planned to rip the iron horns off while they were hot.
‘I’ll think of it as sightseeing the new map’s monsters.’
He didn’t know what monsters mainly appeared, but it didn’t matter. Before overwhelming power and overwhelming violence, it was meaningless.
Flying at full speed, Rokan soon spotted the Black Mountain the savage chieftain had mentioned.
The entire mountain was pitch black, making it easy to identify.
Was it made of some special ore? Or basalt?
It didn’t matter. The only important thing was whether there were enough monsters there.
“Kai!”
Rokan immediately summoned Kai and mounted him. Gale Wind’s wings allowed flight with no major issues, but for massacre, Kai was more advantageous than other summons.
“Wide-Area Taunt!”
Circling the skies above the Black Mountain to scout prey, Rokan cast Wide-Area Taunt at a spot where monsters were clustered.
However, it wasn’t an ordinary Wide-Area Taunt skill. He used Kai’s power to make the sound propagate even farther.
Wide-Area Taunt gathered all beings within the range the sound reached.
“Rider of Legends, Red Meteor!”
Kwarung!
The moment they gathered and growled toward Rokan, he plummeted down as a meteor.
That single strike turned hundreds into mush.
They were crushed and their corpses set ablaze.
But it didn’t matter. Rokan’s goal wasn’t items, monsters, or byproducts—it was pure massacre itself.
“Kai, scatter!”
So he didn’t even have time to admire the carnage he’d wrought. He sent Kai off separately to rack up kills while diving into the monster horde himself.
He began merciless axe swings.
Kroooar!
Was it because he was on the outskirts of the new map? The monsters’ level was impressive. They seemed to average around Lv370.
They activated master skills one by one to resist, but they couldn’t withstand Rokan’s axe swings.
Even without Berserk or Gale Wind Manifestation, they were utterly crushed.
It wasn’t that the monsters were weak—Rokan was strong.
Who else but him could butcher such monsters?
Kai had also reached the cusp of high master, so solo hunting was no issue. Plus, staying briefly in the spirit realm had strengthened his elemental power even more.
In the wake of Rokan and Kai’s rampage, nothing remained.
“Just die already!”
Black Mountain.
Even as he skinned the entire mountain, Rokan couldn’t hide his impatience.
The mountain itself was smaller than expected, so he worried he might not reach 10,000 even after combing every inch.
As if proving that, his axe swings grew rougher and more savage.
Mindless, flawless strikes without waste.
Unbeknownst to himself, Rokan was mastering them.
[You have collected 1,000 Ominous Black Stones.]
[Sudden Quest! The Curse of the Black Stones begins.]
“What the hell is this?”
While massacring in a trance, a sudden quest triggered.
Among the items auto-acquired from hunting monsters, there were apparently Ominous Black Stones.
Already pressed for time, he found this irritating and quickly opened the quest window.
[Curse of the Black Stones][Sudden Quest]
The ominous black stones, absorbing the owner’s grudges and madness, have gathered to harbor a powerful curse.
Hurry and lift the curse. The curse’s power will grow stronger over time.
-Success Condition: Lift the Curse of the Black Stones
-Success Reward: Curse lifted
-Failure Reward: Curse stacks
“Son of a bitch!”
Irritation surged.
What was the Curse of the Black Stones? And it stacked over time? The most annoying type.
“Of all things...”
[Curse of the Black Stones: Intelligence decreased by 1.]
The curse was already reducing his stats.
His mind raced, but knowing stacking curses like this could spiral out of control if ignored, Rokan hurriedly opened his inventory.
He pulled out a bottle of expensive holy water he’d been saving and poured it on the black stones.
Discarding wasn’t allowed, but taking them out of inventory was fine.
[High-grade holy water has no effect.]
But it was useless. The Curse of the Black Stones was stronger than expected—high-grade holy water was nowhere near enough.
Then how about this?
Without hesitation, Rokan took out top-grade holy water, one tier higher, and poured it.
[Top-grade holy water has no effect.]
“Damn it.”
Sizzle.
Steam rose, but still no effect.
A curse that couldn’t be lifted with holy water?
No way.
Rokan pulled out ten bottles of top-grade holy water and doused them all at once.
This should lift not just the curse, but its damn grandfather.
[Top-grade holy water has no effect.]
[Top-grade holy water has no effect.]
[Top-grade holy water has no...]
But the result was disastrous. He’d just wasted precious money with zero effect.
So what now? Head to a grand temple?
This damn unhelpful quest only said “lift the curse” as the success condition, without explaining how, leaving Rokan stumped.
“Screw it!”
At this point, it was all or nothing. Rokan gave up thinking.
A curse? He didn’t know how fast the new curses stacked, but let’s see who was faster!
Ignoring the curse, he swung his battle axe faster and more destructively.
It would get harder over time, but he still had Berserk and Gale Wind Manifestation left. He could even split Blood Awakening and Soul Awakening if needed.
After all, what he was doing wasn’t facing an overwhelming foe—it was just massacring monsters he could butcher without skills.
[Curse of the Black Stones: Strength decreased by 1.]
[Curse of the Black Stones: Agility decreased by 1.]
[Curse of the Black Stones: Mental Strength decreased by 1.]
“Huff, huff.”
Was it because the number of Ominous Black Stones increased with each hunt? Or was the curse like this from the start?
The next curse seemed to hit faster as time passed and more monsters were killed, but he had no time to nitpick.
The silver lining: 10,000 seemed doable with just this mountain.
It was nearly bald, making monsters easy to spot. Even with curses whittling his stats, Rokan’s were abnormally high, and Kai was unaffected.
If time ran out and hunting became impossible, he could use Kai, Unicorn, Nightmare, etc., to meet the quest conditions.
If time allowed.
“It’s turning around.”
Remaining monsters: about 5,000. Halfway done, but the curse stacking gained momentum.
Still manageable, but his hunting speed was visibly slowing.
Remaining monsters: 4,000. Some were starting to block his attacks.
Remaining monsters: 3,000. Even full-power strikes couldn’t break their guards.
Remaining monsters: 2,000. Handling multiples with pure stats was impossible.
He was controlling as best he could, but hunting speed was crawling.
Remaining monsters: 1,000. Victory was near.
He rotated Berserk, Gale Wind Manifestation, Soul Awakening, Blood Awakening. He regretted not starting by using Super-Extremity to blow the mountain to chunks.
Remaining monsters: 500. Now it was a battle of mental fortitude.
Block, take hits, strike.
The idea of killing without getting hit was long gone.
Without potions for recovery now and then, he’d have died ages ago from bottoming HP. Extreme limits.
Only grit and malice remained.
Remaining monsters: 100.
‘Should I pull back for now? A few hours left on the quest timer, so with summons, I could clear it in time.’
Temptation gnawed at his mind.
When was the last time he’d fought like this? Raising his arms, taking steps—pure agony.
He desperately wanted to call tactical retreat.
“Die, you bastards!”
But madness wouldn’t allow it. Strength drained from his body, but his venom burned fierce.
It took form, tormenting foes even when he couldn’t move.
Remaining monsters: 0.
And when he finally achieved the goal, a massive change struck Rokan.
[You have collected 10,000 Ominous Black Stones.]
[The Ominous Black Stones transform into the Essence of Madness.]
[The Curse of the Black Stones has been lifted.]
A stroke of fortune had arrived.