Chapter 374
Chapter 374
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 374
Chapter Title: Reverse Heaven (1)
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[Impossible Feat! You have been designated as the person who killed a Grade 1 Celestial and collapsed Celestial society. Sometimes, truth doesn't matter.]
[You have acquired the title 'Reverse Heaven.']
[You are the first to acquire this title.]
[Reverse Heaven][Legend]
You have been designated as the person who killed a Grade 1 Celestial. Sometimes, things appear as people believe them to be, rather than the truth.
You are the first to acquire this title.
[Effects]
-All combat stats +30% against Celestials
-All ability stats +30% against Celestials
-Enemy attack power, defense, resistance -30% against Celestials
-Enemy skill effects -30% against Celestials
-Half effect against regular Celestials
"Uh...?"
A new title. A Legend-grade one, at that.
Lafuze had actually killed the Grade 1 Celestial, but the malicious rumors he spread were now benefiting Rokan.
Sometimes, what many people believe becomes the truth, over the actual truth.
False glory, but if it's Legend-grade, beggars can't be choosers.
'Lafuze, I'll repay you properly.'
Crunch!
Rokan ground his teeth and rose to his feet. With this, he could give it a real shot, couldn't he? A title that was no exaggeration to call the counter to Celestials—Rokan confidently squared his shoulders.
He flashed a feral grin at those surrounding him and summoned his power.
"Storm Incarnation, Perfect Body Unmatched, Blood Awakening."
Power exploded outward.
The inherent madness swelled his body into a force, while blood infused with immense power and divinity surged wildly.
"Madness Awakening."
But it didn't end there. The history of madness achieved alongside the storm flowed into Rokan.
The two madnesses fused, creating synergy.
"Gasp!"
Madness spread like mist.
The weak flipped their eyes back and drooled just from exposure. They had lost their minds.
High Masters barely held on, and even Grand Masters had to focus to maintain composure, but Rokan himself felt no drain on his power.
The pinnacle Berserker skill, Madness Contagion, was in effect.
The Celestials, already weakened by the title effect, saw their combat power drop another 10%.
"Get a grip! We're the border guard!"
At that moment, Torikan bellowed.
It snapped his subordinates out of the encroaching madness and granted a slight strengthening effect.
But it was already too late.
In that interval, Rokan had bared his fangs.
'Been a while since I used this.'
A new skill combo. He swiftly recombined the skills he had preset.
A skill that unleashed tremendous power against masses of weaker foes.
"Wheel Wind!"
Kwa-gwang! Kwa-kwang! Kwa-gwang!
His enlarged battle-axe spun massively, destroying everything it touched.
Border guard? That was secondary.
The city itself was being demolished.
No High Master or Grand Master could block that insane destructive power, let alone clash weapons with it. Celestials and buildings alike shattered on contact.
And one more thing. Rokan added a twist to Wheel Wind.
"True Storm Slash!"
Mid-Wheel Wind, he activated True Storm Slash with the chain extended long.
The battle-axe, which had been spinning in a straight line using centrifugal force, began to dance. Beyond horizontal rotation, it writhed like a living thing.
The space within range was outright destroyed.
Those in the air were shredded along with it, naturally. Their flesh tore with the space, and their souls fragmented into divinity absorbed by Rokan.
Some resisted with ranged Master skills from afar, but it was futile. Rokan's power, maximally enhanced and perfectly countered, couldn't be stopped by mere Master skills.
"Banner of the Guardians!"
Of course, some tried clever counters. Summoning mana armies with Creation skills and shoving them in to neutralize it.
Pew-pew-pew!
"......!"
But meaningless against overwhelming attack power.
Heads burst, limbs severed, reverting to mana—Wheel Wind's speed barely slowed.
'As expected, heavily influenced by specs.'
He had once swapped it out for lack of thrill, but with supreme attack power, no other AoE matched it.
Rokan spun even fiercer.
"Lord Torikan, cover the rear!"
Then, one leaped into Wheel Wind's range.
"Armor of the Celestial God!"
Activating a defensive Creation skill to disrupt the rotation.
Wobble!
Precarious, but a brilliant strategy. Wrapped in chains, his Creation skill shattered, but he had canceled Wheel Wind regardless.
"Can't pass up freebies."
Splat!
Rokan charged and smashed the mummy-wrapped foe's head.
Skill canceled anyway—might as well snag a free kill.
"Die!"
Just as he devoured the Majesty Master's divinity, perfectly timed attacks rained down.
They had baited with the sacrifice, timing it so Rokan couldn't dodge.
"Tch!"
Unyielding angles, unyielding timing.
Attacks from Torikan and the generals surged from all sides—Rokan clicked his tongue. Veterans of the front lines, their strikes swift and bold.
But Rokan was no pushover. Hadn't he walked the Path of Asura too?
"Throwing!"
Clang!
He hurled his battle-axe at the least threatening foe, then dashed in the instant it was deflected.
"Back Grab, Backstep."
Even enhanced by Creation skills, they couldn't easily swat Rokan's Throwing.
Vision blocked, heavy recoil felt—Rokan's body slipped behind.
Backstep widened the gap slightly, then a brutal strike unfolded.
"Full-Body Charge!"
Boom!
The impact transcended explosion into detonation, slamming into the spine.
The foe's body entered the attack's range in Rokan's stead, naturally.
"Huh!"
He hastily retracted power, but too late. Canceling would backlash, and Rokan wouldn't miss that opening—so redirecting was all he managed.
Kwa-gwang! Kwa-gwang!
Buildings and Celestials in the redirected path vanished.
Friendly fire, not on Rokan. Swept by a Majesty Master's Creation skill—who could hope to survive?
"Filthy!"
Hostility toward Rokan peaked, but the perpetrator stood tall. Do that, and he'd have been the victim—how was that dirty play?
Then mobbing one with hundreds or thousands was fair?
Rokan sneered and began spinning again.
"Wheel Wind!"
The skill one Majesty Master died to cancel reactivated.
"Everyone, evade!"
The half-ruined city began total destruction.
No need for Storm Slash mix-in. Thick walls crumbled like tofu.
"Don't engage! Bombard from range!"
Torikan, watching, gritted his teeth and yelled.
City gone—priority was efficiently hunting Rokan.
All Celestials retreated beyond Wheel Wind's range, unleashing ranged skills.
Attacks poured toward Rokan at the circle's center.
"Heh heh heh, knew you'd do that."
Kwang! Kwa-gwang! Kwa-gwang!
Absorbing and deflecting them all, Rokan laughed like a madman.
Fully within expectations.
Wheel Wind allowed movement, but dodging their shifts was pathetically slow, letting them stack damage steadily.
Wheel Wind's weakness—but not entirely bad.
[Title Unyielding Will effect: All ability stats +100%.]
Life dropping made him stronger—that was Rokan.
Hiding doubled stats, modulating spin speed, his eyes exploded with ferocity.
"Full-Body Charge, Blink!"
"Guh!"
Boom!
Explosive dash—one general failed to react.
Best way to win 1vMany: break the head. But Rokan targeted another Majesty Master-grade general, not Torikan.
Why rush an unknown top threat when easy EXP was available?
Unlike them thinking this fair, Rokan never planned total annihilation.
"Die, you bastard!"
Unexpected speed, unexpected timing.
The unprepared chest caved. Battle-axe ravaged inside.
Mad Slaughter. One of Rokan's finishers shredded from within.
"Erson!"
Torikan charged, calling the now-corpse's name. Red eyes wept blood-like.
"Steps of Valor."
Boom!
But then, Rokan stomped hard.
Sergeant Jump to immense height.
They became the dog chasing chicken in an instant, but first secured the body simply.
"Kai, Legend Rider!"
"......!"
A brief gap—but decisive.
Rokan unfurled Storm Wings as if resuming battle, but summoned Kai and transformed into Great Peng form.
"Ultra Apex."
He unleashed his all-in skill.
Kuuu-gwang! Kwa-gwang!
Massive explosion. Without checking results, Rokan fled with Kai.
If it snagged Torikan too, great; either way, it shook pursuit.
Even at full health, they couldn't match Great Peng Kai's speed.
Thus, Rokan and Kai distanced from Celestial lands.
[You have leveled up.]
Moments later, the system confirmed the successful hits.
Post-quest to appoint a Celestial God's apostle substitute, EXP had neared cap—now overflowed, half-filling another. Many caught, but unease lingered.
Torikan dead or alive unknown, but his weakening bolstered Lafuze's backstab forces inevitably.
If Lafuze seized full Celestial control, all-out war.
Even as Majesty Master, united Celestials would overwhelm personal divinity.
'Must hurry.'
So, haste was needed. Reach Majesty Master before Lafuze's takeover, gain power to oppose.
Then, shake pure and regular Celestials with known truth—fightable then?
Rokan inscribed Lafuze's name in his kill list and moved to the next world.