Ch-47
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âMake sure to identify and report every movement of the Rankers in real time.â
âYes, Master.â
âWe must be the first to pinpoint the location where the âKing of Dimensional Riftsâ appeared. Killing one king is better than wasting time killing a bunch of small rift monsters.â
âIâll keep that in mind, Master.â
The warriors began moving in flawless coordination.
Meanwhile, the Master rubbed at the deep crease between his brows that refused to loosen.
âSomeone is progressing the raid in a place I canât see.â
The forces he had spread across the world were not just warriors.
There were countless other groups cooperating with him.
Even the U.S. government was one of them.
Information from all around the world was being fed into his eyes and ears in real time.
But not a single report mentioned monsters emerging through dimensional rifts.
Unless someone unknown, in some unknown place, was pushing the raid aheadâŠ
âI must find them.â
He **could not** afford to let this opportunity slip away.
The perfect chance he had been sharpening himself for years to seizeâthe chance to become the protagonist.
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Gracia tilted his head while standing on the rooftop railing of Lotte Tower in Jamsil.
âHow strange.â
A rift had clearly opened in the sky.
On the ground below, Korean soldiers and players were fully prepared for an invasion.
But just when the clash should have begun, the invaders never came.
âThe progression rate is rising fast. That means someone is advancing the raid.â
But who?
For a moment, Phantom crossed his mind, but that was impossible.
Even if Phantom had incredible talent, he hadnât even been a player for half a year.
No matter how extraordinary, there were limits to how much one could grow in that short a time.
âI thought the Hydragonâs master would appear when the invasion began.â
The reason Gracia was still in Korea.
To find the player who possessed the Hydragonâs soul.
That player had appeared during the last two invasions, so he had been sure heâd show up again once the rift opened.
The rift had indeed appearedâbut the invasion wasnât happening.
Swoooosh!
Dozens of swords floated around Gracia.
âIf I poke it, I should get a reaction.â
Muttering softly, Gracia fired the swords toward the rift one by one.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Rumble!
But none of the swords passed through.
The moment they touched the rift, they bounced off.
Even when he grouped the swords together and fired them as a single barrage, the result was the same.
âAn indestructible warp, huh. I guess it wonât disappear until the raid is complete.â
If it didnât budge even under this much force, that meant it had an âindestructibleâ option.
Of course, even indestructible objects could be brokenâwith something like the Hammer of the Destroyer.
But wasting that on a single warp gate would be absurd.
ăâKing of Dimensional Riftsâ has died.ă
ââŠâŠWhat?â
Even Gracia, who rarely reacted to anything, froze in shock.
The King of Dimensional Rifts had suddenly died.
There was no time to even figure out where or how.
ăâKing of the Dead, Ahramâ is resurrecting.ă
ăEntering Phase 2.ă
ăProgression: 20.5%ă
ââŠâŠ.â
A resurrection pattern, huh.
He let out a slow breath. If the raid had suddenly been cleared outright, that wouldâve been a nightmare.
Meanwhile, progression had passed 20%.
âAhram?â
AhramâŠ
It seemed the boss only revealed its true self after dying once.
The name sounded familiar.
âRight. Ahram was the gatekeeper of the First Hell of the Demon Realm.â
He hadnât participated in the Great Expedition, but he knew its details intimately.
The King of Dimensional Rifts was Ahram?
Did they not clear it properly back then?
âKnight King Wilhelm sacrificed soldiers to push through. He got greedy trying to kill the Demon King without finishing the raid properly and ruined everything.â
And now the gatekeeper of the Demon Realm was alive and trying to invade Earth.
Meaning Wilhelm hadnât truly killed Ahram.
The Great Expedition had ultimately failed, and now the Demon Realm and the Demon King were targeting Earth.
âTch. I knew I shouldâve been the one to kill the Demon King.â
The reason Gracia hadnât joined the expedition was simple.
ââŠâŠI had to consume a star.â
He had been in the middle of transcending.
He succeeded, gained immense power, and nowâ
He was confident he could even defeat Wilhelm.
And of course, kill the Demon King Wilhelm had failed to kill.
âAll I need is the Hydragonâs soul to complete the Unique-grade sword.â
Once he found that, everything would be complete.
He already had one Unique-grade sword. If he obtained the matching pair, he would be invincible.
No one in Pangaenia or on Earth would be able to oppose him.
Even if Wilhelm returned from the dead.
Butâ
There was one thing he couldnât understand.
ăProgression: 24.1%ă
ââŠâŠA bug?â
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Was this what it felt like to lie on a luxurious bed?
In team games, when your teammates carry everything for you, people say you ârode a bus.â
It was exactly like that.
Right now, I wasnât on a busâ
I was aboard a stable, high-speed jet.
GROOOAAAAAR!
Ahram screamed.
The Giant of ruin had charged across the battlefield and crushed him instantly.
He died pathetically, but Ahram resurrected.
âPhase 2.â
The second phase of the resurrection pattern.
Ahram, wielding a sword infused with star-power, became even stronger upon revival.
âIâŠâŠ amâŠâŠ immortalâŠâŠ!
KUAHAHAANG!!
A black shockwave burst out as Ahram roared, pushing the Giant of ruin back.
His massive greatsword spewed ominous black flames, causing even the Star Guardians to tense.
âI canât just stand around.â
This was the main quest, after all.
âRewards are based on contribution ranking.â
But I was the only player here.
Even minimal contribution would guarantee me first place once the raid ended.
To get that small contribution, I needed to participate at least a bit.
I raised my hand as Ahram roared triumphantly.
CRACK!
The ominous black flameâits âMysticââvanished instantly.
ââŠâŠ! The powerâŠâŠ bestowed upon meâŠâŠ by the DestroyerâŠâŠ!
Ahram panicked.
With the black flames that blocked approach gone, the Giant of ruin went berserk again.
Each swing of his club shattered the terrain as Ahram was flattened repeatedly.
ăâKing of the Dead, Ahramâ has died.ă
ăâHybrid Amalgam Ahramâ is resurrecting.ă
ăEntering Phase 3.ă
Resurrected twice, Ahram began absorbing hybrids.
Tens of thousands were sucked into him, regenerating his body and forming an enormous shield.
BOOM!
The shield was so sturdy that it blocked even the Giant of ruin’s massive club.
âKahahaha! All of youâŠâŠ sinkâŠâŠ into the abyss!
The Giant of ruin furiously hammered the shield.
The Star Guardians and four pillars easily crushed the swamp hybrids.
It was a spectacular sightâbut the White King simply watched with folded arms.
âWhy are you only watching, caw?â
âI promised I would only spectate as âmyself.ââ
What a ridiculous guy.
Even in this situation, he was really just spectating.
Conversely, the four pillars were moving busily.
They were actively trying to eradicate Ahram and the hybrids appearing beneath Cramdel.
The White King asked:
âThen why donât *you* get more involved? It would end much faster if you did.â
âI said I would only destroy Myths, caw.â
ââŠâŠSo you were only destroying Myths.â
The White King let out a booming laugh.
The moment corpse crow destroyed the âFirst Wall,â he began believing that someâif not allâof his bluff was real.
A Unique-grade Myth.
Destroying one meant he could bend rules.
âItâs almost over.â
The White King watched the Giant of ruin and Ahram.
Though Ahram had created an impregnable shield, it was only delaying the inevitable against the Giant.
âYou monstrous thingâŠâŠ!
Just like the saying âeven the toughest tree falls after ten swings,â
cracks began forming under the relentless blows.
It was almost pitiful to watch.
ăâHybrid Amalgam Ahramâ has died.ă
ăâBlack Star Ahramâ is resurrecting.ă
ăEntering Phase 4.ă
Already Phase 4.
The progression immediately surpassed 60%.
As Phase 4 began, the power of the Black Star fully engulfed Ahram.
âHmâŠâŠâ
The White King let out a low sound.
The moment Ahram absorbed the Black Star he held, his entire body erupted with mana.
âDangerous.â
Everyone sensed the threat.
Ahramâs mana was terrifying.
The White King turned around without hesitation. He drew his claws, slicing open a hole in the field that had become the âSwamp of the Dead.â
A single swing of his claw could cut anything.
The four pillars gathered around him.
The only one near Ahram now was the Giant of ruin .
âYou come as well.â
The White King spoke casually to me.
We were the same âsideâ now, so we were to leave together.
I looked toward the distant Star Guardians and asked:
âYouâre leaving the other Star Guardians and the Giant of ruin behind, caw?â
âWe have no choice. When he explodes, this space itself will collapse.â
If we didnât escape, we would die.
Even the White King sensed imminent dangerâmeaning the upcoming explosion was monstrous.
But the Star Guardians and the Giant of ruin were too far away.
And if even the White King retreated, everything left behind would be annihilated.
âHis danger detection is divine.â
The White Kingâs ability to detect danger was unmatched.
He could move as if seeing the future.
If he was retreating, then the Star Guardians and the Giant of ruin were guaranteed to be erased.
âDramut, AndasarâŠâŠâ
The problem was that among them were Dramutâs and Andasarâs heads.
Dramut was one of the few Star Guardians friendly toward humans.
If he wasnât, even if I had become the Starâs master, he wouldnât have listened so well.
And Andasarâs head was essentialâfor Andrew the priest.
âAre you planning to stay? That doesnât seem wise.â
âIâll block that explosion, caw.â
ââŠâŠYouâll block a starâs explosion?â
His skeptical eyes said: *How could you stop the Black Starâs explosion?*
It wasnât something one could block by brute force.
Regardless, I slowly pulled out a single strand of hair.
ăUsing âHair of the Nameless Constellation.âă
A reward from clearing Main Quest 5, âObtain a Mythââpersonally offered by the Constellations, a choice of one hundred gifts.
Among them, I chose this hair.
âThe only Constellation who offered a piece of their body.â
Not a toolâa body part.
Even if it was just a strand of hair, it had to hold special meaning.
And my choice had been correct.
Golden bandâ
âI cannot permit this.â
The Giant of ruin could not tolerate the being that had dyed a star black.
Nor could any Star Guardian present.
Even if it wasnât their own star, the star itself was a symbol of the Goddess.
They could not stand by and watch someone taint that symbol with evil.
âHe must be eradicated.â
Not even dust should remain.
The Giant of ruin willingly confronted Ahram.
He would never allow a servant of demon king to corrupt a star.
But Ahram continued to resurrect.
At last, after three resurrections, he absorbed even the power of the Black Star.
âHow dare youâŠ!â
The Giant of ruin unleashed everything he had.
But Ahram, now fused with the Black Star, sought only to annihilate his enemies.
âAll of youâŠâŠ dieâŠâŠ!
Self-destruction.
He intended to explode together with the star and erase everything forever.
Terrifying mana surged around him.
Like a black hole, it pulled everything inward as it prepared to detonate.
Neither the Giant of ruin nor the Star Guardians had anticipated this.
If he exploded together with the Black Star, the entire space would collapse.
It was too late to escape. The pull was too strong.
At this rate, over a dozen Star Guardians would die at onceâ
which would destabilize the remaining stars as well.
âI wonât let that happen!â
The Giant of ruin wrapped his arms around Ahram.
He intended to use his resistance and skills to minimize the damage.
âGiant of ruin !â
âYou intend to sacrifice yourself?!â
âYou fool!â
The Star Guardians cried out in shock.
ZUUUAAAAAHHHâ!
Even then, the mana of Ahram and the Black Star continued to expand explosively.
It was too late.
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