Chapter 209
Chapter 209
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>Translator: penny
>Chapter: 209
>Chapter Title: One Against a Hundred
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Chapter 209
Do-hyun glanced at them before promptly closing the window.
‘This isn’t the time to use it yet.’
The main dish had to be saved for last, after all.
No, literally, it just wasn’t the right moment.
‘They’re weak.’
He didn’t need something like that at all.
Even with nearly a hundred of them, there were no elite combatants to speak of.
Unleashing his full power in a situation like this wasn’t wise. They’d come up with countermeasures. Even in wuxia tales, they said to always hide twenty percent of your strength.
And beyond those, he still had plenty more tricks up his sleeve.
[Parry successful.]
[Attack fully deflected.]
“Huh?”
Mid-swing of his Fierce Slash, he parried an incoming ambush attack, then chained right back into Fierce Slash.
The guy was a Hero Guild fighter, after all—he twisted his sword to block in the nick of time. But that was a mistake.
Blocking a max-stacked Fierce Slash head-on was suicide.
Especially now that he’d layered it twelve times over.
KABOOM!
Screeeeech—
“Crazy…!”
The man flew back like he’d been hit by a truck, spitting curses.
His sword and hands trembled like aspen leaves.
He’d been shoved back over four meters in an instant. And Do-hyun closed that gap in a single step, thanks to Fierce Slash’s max-stack effect.
KABOOM! Splaat!
[You take severe damage.]
[HP falls below 20%.]
[Knocked back by the force of Fierce Slash.]
[You take severe damage.]
“H-Help… me…!”
Push him back, then charge and pummel.
One hit, and he’d stagger away, body shaking, no strength left to counter.
Each repeat shaved off massive HP chunks amid blaring red alerts, and the man desperately called for aid.
[Guild member ‘Brian’ has been killed by player ‘Kaiser.’]
No one rushed to help, and he met his end in seconds.
Ta-dah!
“Eek!”
The guild members gulped as Do-hyun leaped toward his next target.
‘Fuck, what’s with that damage?’
‘71 levels…? No way.’
A graze meant instant critical. What kind of insane damage was that?
Sure, if it were just that scythe packing a punch, fine.
But sword, dagger, spear—even shield.
Every weapon it shifted into gleamed with ethereal purple light, and each dealt unnaturally high damage, nearly rivaling the scythe.
[Nightmare aura inflicts status ailment ‘Curse.’]
[Nightmare aura inflicts status ailment ‘Exhaustion.’]
[Nightmare aura inflicts status ailment ‘Impotence.’]
….
[Nightmare aura inflicts status ailment ‘Blindness.’]
[Exposed to frost aura—movement slowed.]
‘Damage is the issue right now? Fix this fucking blindness!’
‘CC overkill, isn’t it?’
‘Why so many debuffs exploding? Hacks?’
And that wasn’t all.
No special skills triggered, yet debuffs kept popping nonstop.
They were already outmatched in stats and control—now vision dimmed, bodies slowed, a total mess.
He zipped four meters per swing; they could barely retreat two even stumbling back multiple steps.
Pew-pew—Pew—
-Ree-za-ree-za!
That’s when Eliza’s ghostly spider silk pinned them down even harder.
Groooar—Groooar—
Clack—Clack-clack—
Then came Pain and the undead.
They weren’t just tying up feet for nothing—everything had purpose.
While undead and guardians held them, Do-hyun darted around, spreading CC and finishing with Fierce Slash.
“P-Priests! Dispel curses, quick!”
“Heal! No, barrier—now!”
“Priests, what the hell? Where’s our buffs!?”
But the real spectacle was elsewhere.
Countering CC spam was simple: just add priests to the team.
Cure spells, buffs, heals, barriers—priests made it far easier.
And there were over ten here right now.
…Right. Up until moments ago.
Slash—
“…Slash?”
“Crazy, heals got cut? This possible?”
“M-My cure’s gone too.”
“My striking buff!”
Heals, buffs, cures—whatever they cast, Do-hyun’s ghostlike Fierce Slash rush sliced them away.
Literally sliced.
[Dreadful Nightmare Scythe detects holy power.]
[Holy Destroyer activates.]
[Shatters and destroys holy power lower than wearer’s mana.]
‘Oh, so that’s how it works. Nice.’
It was Reidra’s scythe’s special effect.
Do-hyun’s first time seeing—or using—it, so he couldn’t hide his curiosity.
The condition was their mana lower than his, but theirs seemed surprisingly low.
‘Lucky me.’
But Do-hyun didn’t know.
Other classes struggled with mana-hungry skills; theirs was always depleted.
His stats from Latent Dragon, Mana King’s circuits.
Plus titles, gear enhancements—his mana pool was massive.
‘That bastard’s mana’s gonna run dry. Outlast him.’
‘…How long? We’ve held plenty.’
‘No, didn’t they say mana impotence? No sign of it bottoming out.’
‘Pratel vid didn’t show this spec…’
And he wasn’t even using Thunder Dragon Descent—just Fierce Slash and frost aura.
Mana recovery outpaced consumption, thanks to Mana King’s circuits shining.
Unaware guildies kept stubbornly holding on.
Not entirely pointless, though.
Step, step. Step-step.
Whirr—
“Ranged focus—protect the DPS at all costs.”
“Get slashed by that scythe, holy power vanishes! Priests, only care for ranged—melee, don’t stick long!”
“Stay away from Kaiser! Slow once, you’re done!”
Post-stall shift, they ditched killing blows for containment.
Can’t win head-on?
Kite from range, then.
“Yeah, that’s more like it.”
“…What?”
“Try it if you can.”
…Or so he thought.
Until Do-hyun grinned and reached out, lightning crashing from the sky.
It was a dragon.
[Using Thunder Dragon Descent.]
A colossal blue dragon of pure lightning.
----!!!
“Crazy, dodge—!”
The dragon tore the sky asunder, crashing atop Do-hyun’s head, engulfing a 20-meter radius.
No time to evade the Thunder Dragon.
Those inside took massive damage and paralysis; outsiders gawked.
Crackle—
More precisely, at Do-hyun standing tall atop it.
His aura utterly transformed.
Hair turned snow-white, currents crackling over his body, sparking wildly.
Flash—!
Then his form vanished.
A single bolt etched the horizon; one ranged DPS dropped before they blinked.
Lightning Teleport. Too fast for ranged to react.
Even late dodges failed—Do-hyun reappeared, striking the opposite flank.
“Damn it—don’t scatter, regroup!”
“Scattering’s riskier!”
Unbelievable sight.
The lone intruder rampaged gloriously across the battlefield, while the home hundred floundered.
-Insane….
-One vs guild for real.
-Charging enemy base for a musou run? Ppusyung-ppasyung-ppusyung
-First since Empress, right? This kinda scene.
-Kyah…. So clean.
-Thunder Dragon Descent X-cool…. Sick.
-Wow, suddenly wanna main warrior.
-But Kaiser’s class? Wild every time.
-Scythe + Thunder Dragon mode? Oh man, gotta have it.
-Heavenly Demon’d cry lololol
The reversed spectacle unleashed a flood of held-breath chats.
Some hooked on Do-hyun’s Thunder Dragon Descent, others on the guardians.
-Undead legion adorable lolol clutching ankles.
-…Stabbing daggers into ankles? Cute?
-1v30? One hand easy. 1v100 musou right?
-Kaiser, a god? Kaiser, a god? Kaiser, a god?
-Honest, guardians strong so not pure solo. Each divine beast tier. Outlaw leader as undead? Epic lolol
-Still Kaiser’s guardians = Kaiser’s power. Solo counts. No hater bs—tamers/necro solos fine too.
Chats flew too fast to read.
Mostly awe, that much was clear.
And rightly so.
[Viewers: 49.51 million]
‘…Huh? 49 mil? 49 million?’
Viewership nearing 50 million already.
NewTube live hitting 50 mil? Only Top 10 Guild solo raid bosses.
From a channel with just over 10 mil subs?
Impossible.
[Viewers: 49.94 million]
And climbing relentlessly in real-time.
Word-of-mouth influx.
Insane growth for a fight just underway.
‘Yo, 50 mil watching us. Do good.’
‘…What?’
‘Liza?’
Jihad and Eliza’s faces shifted at the news.
Posing stern, final-boss vibes.
-Foolish humans…. I shall bring pain to you ignorant fools….
-Li… za…. Liza….
Jihad crossed arms, sprinkling black mana, striding slow from behind for gravitas. Eliza mimicked, straining for menace.
‘My lord, trust only us. We’ll fulfill our duty perfectly.’
Do-hyun smirked at unshaken loyalist Charlie.
He could see it.
The faked poise, amped-up sternness, over-the-top flashy swordplay.
Utterly theatrical.
‘Who’d they get showboating from?’
Well, morale boosted—good enough.
The hyped-up crew’s musou dance left guildies dizzy.
“Vice Master and officers—when’re they coming? No word!?”
“D-Don’t know! Was fine earlier—comms dead.”
“Damn, what’s going on!?”
Worse: promised backup—Vice Master, officers—sudden radio silence.
Should’ve been here by now. Weird.
Whispers, comm orbs—nothing connected.
‘Fight that monster without officers?’
‘…Can we?’
‘Master? Where’s the Master…’
They squeezed eyes shut in frenzy.
Morale shattered to despair.
Then—
Thud-thud.
Step. Step-step-step.
Countless footfalls echoed.
Halting abruptly into one.
Thud, thud.
A lone man strode ahead.
Blue hair swept back with one hand—his entrance lifted despairing heads one by one.
And a fury-laced voice rang out.
“You’ve done well, Kaiser.”
Guildies brightened, shouting at their longed-for savior.
“Master!”
“Aaah….”
Hero Guild’s Master, lord of this guild fortress.
Berze had arrived.