Volume 53 Chapter 9 – Hero rescuing the world
Weed was preoccupied in the corner of the dungeon.
“Van Hawk. What do you think?”
“Forget it, my fault for asking a skeleton like you. You’re an empty skull head.”
Weed tried to organize his thoughts while sewing the artisan’s rainbow silk, but it did not go how he wanted.
“Torido, how about you?”
“What do you mean?”
“Nevermind I cannot trust the decisions of a vampire like you. Other than sucking blood, what else would you ever think about?,?”
Van Hawk and Torido.
They were the undead unfortunate enough to be continually scolded by Weed.
“*Sigh* How should I go about this?”
Weed crafted armor with blacksmith materials, and sewed new clothes in order to gather his thoughts. Despite his efforts, his concerns were not resolved so easily.
He had been hunting excitedly due to the recent increase of monsters, but now there was only a day left until Kaybern’s attack on castle Evaluk.
“Realistically, there is no way to stop him.”
He could not round up an estimate of Kaybern with just having gone through one short instance of battle.
The castle was under the attention of countless users.
If Weed were to wait bravely at the castle and face Kaybern, that would be a perfectly meaningless death!
“If the Hermes guild helps out, and the users of the entire Versailles continent were to unite… Even then, the chances are slim. Quest log.”
< The True warrior.
There are countless achievements that you have attained thus far.
You have defeated the immortal legion and travelled from one end of the world to the other.
You travelled back to the past of the Versailles continent, defeated the Ambinu cult and reached the pinnacle of the arcane sculptural technique.
You are the most famous throughout the continent and succeeded in the most dangerous commissions.
From the city’s drunk to the young ones living in mountain villages, there isn’t a single person that does not know of you as the sculptor, adventurer and warrior Weed.
Poets created lyrics out of your adventures and sing them in the streets.
Now, the dark dragon Kaybern swore its ruthless vengeance and plunged the continent into danger.
This is the time for you to step up.
To save the continent, and defeat the dark dragon.
First, you must gather information.
Before you valiantly draw your sword, you must get a deeper understanding of the dark dragon Kaybern.
Difficulty : S
Reward : Leads into the decision of the warrior.
Quest requirement : Hero rescuing the world
Highest adventure honor. >
“The only hope I have is this quest.”
He had received the quest from Kaybern’s rise while Weed was active as an adventurer and warrior. As the emperor of the Arpen empire he must stop Kaybern, but he was feeling the pressure before it even began.
“If I proceed with this quest, I will have to confront Kaybern in the end….”
Weed had pushed himself through many impractical quests, but each had its kindling of hope. He somehow desperately stopped the immortal legion and the Embinyu cult, but hardships just kept coming.
“Anyhow, I should take a look from castle Evaluk given the situation.”
He hadn’t a hint of thought of placing himself in any serious danger.
Yellowy rolled its innocent eyes and stared at him.
It grew consistently as the carrier following Weed around the hunting grounds. It became abnormally stronger and became bulkier in equal proportion.
“You stay here. I have a feeling Kaybern is going to make a meal out of you.”
“Knight Serville. You rest too.”
“I understand, Master.”
He gave the human form sculptural creatures and also Yellowy some rest.
The non-human ones like Goldman and crocodile Nile were chosen to tag along.
“Van Hawk, Torido.”
They were subordinates that followed him anywhere.
“Why do you call us? Master.”
“I am here.”
Weed spread his voice with authority.
“You guys have always been loyal. Come with me.”
Castle Evaluk of Kallamore.
“Everyone gather your things and leave! There is no time!”
Lord Dain was evacuating the citizens and users.
Many lords were appointed in the Arpen empire, but castle Evaluk was one that was scheduled to be invaded by Kaybern.
Not one desired to be lord of castle Evaluk, and Dain surrendered by quitting the Hermes guild and maintained her lord position.
She broke away from the Hermes guild without any regrets after witnessing Lapei causing this entire incident with Kaybern.
“Take whatever you can carry. If there is no ownership, whoever is closest is the owner.”
“Can I take the things inside the castle?”
“Yeah. Of course! You can take them all.”
Dain chose evacuation over confrontation.
As she mindlessly scrambled around in the streets for the citizens, knight users approached her on their horses.
“Though we lack in skill, we would like to help. As users from Kalamor, we cannot overlook this situation.”
“We do not need fighters.”
Dain was popular because she was exemplary even under the Haven empire Age. Along with the rumors of her being Weed’s comrade, people that criticized her past were rare.
“It is ridiculous to go against Kaybern. Choose life over a meaningless death.”
“Are you going to let this castle and city go to waste?”
Castle Evaluk had taken many stages of development and flourished more than the capital of the Kalamor region.
Dain directly overlooked the castle and had an attachment for every building, but she wasn’t about to obsess over them foolishly.
“What’s not meant to be cannot be. Just because the city is destroyed, it does not mean that their lives end here. The continent is spacious, and they could return in the future and repair it.”
“But, what if it gets destroyed again by Kaybern?”
“We still have to live on. I learned to not give up until the very end. Life is precious like a gem which is why I do not want senseless sacrifice.”
Dain’s speech and actions were covered live through the broadcast and left a deep impression on the viewers.
Her honor as the lord of castle Evaluk was renowned, but this broadcast worldwide displayed her true worth of character.
– Castle Evaluk is nowhere near the level of castle Aren, but for her to give it up it takes great courage.
– It seems to be a difficult decision. Wouldn’t she be regretful?
– She isn’t going to make a rash decision. She is wise.
– Giving away everything in the castle is quite impressive.
– Lord Dain was very popular among the users to begin with. Even when she was associated under the Hermes guild.
Even the broadcast hosts praised her as a wonderful individual.
“Everyone, escape. Quickly!”
Dain rushed the evacuation in person and led all the soldiers, users and civilians.
Vault doors with war supplies and food were wide open, and she had contacted several major merchant associations in advance.
“Please lend me your horses and wagons. The northern bulls will be even better as they can carry more.”
“Who is going to fund this loan?”
“There is no money. Instead, take all the items without ownership in the lord castle. Take as much as you want before Kaybern gets here.”
The merchants pounded away at their calculators and deemed that this was a profitable transaction.
Castle Evaluk was prosperous ever since the pioneer days of Royal Road.
Countless artwork and jewelry decorated the city and thus, there were many items to collect.
“Alright. The deal is good.”
A golden opportunity for the merchants.
Even for the novice merchants that just started, this was the chance to collect loot worth thousands of gold.
Users from regions near Kalamor all swarmed in and loaded hefty in their bags and wagons.
In a few days, the picturesque castle Evaluk was uncovered entirely, leaving just the structural frames.
Marble stones and rare lumber were ripped away, as well as steel joint frames were all taken out.
“I’m a bit sad for these buildings…”
“Better than being destroyed by Kaybern. Let’s uproot the whole thing.”
The stone landmarks that were the basis of the city’s scenery were disassembled and loaded onto wagons as expensive construction materials.
Dain and the volunteering users were assisting the migration.
All the doors of castle Evaluk were open, allowing the users to leave the castle freely.
“Hmm. She made a wise decision.”
Weed stared down at castle Evaluk from a mountain afar.
5 sculptural creatures followed Weed, some of them being Goldman, Bahamorg and the high elf Eltin.
“Shouldn’t we get closer? Growl.”
“It’s fine. This is just the right distance.”
“We won’t be able to get a clear view of the dragon from here.”
“That is what I aimed for. He shouldn’t not even spot us.”
Weed used the sculptural transformation technique and turned into a short-legged dwarf.
‘Kaybern’s rage is directed at humans. He didn’t touch the dwarves near his lair so it will be safe this way.’
Kaybern would not kill him as long as he stays in dwarf form and does not get on his nerves.
That was the reason why he brought the non-human sculptural creatures.
Though he couldn’t bring Yellowy because he was a tasty beef regardless of race.
“I need to gather as much information on Kaybern as possible.”
Bahamorg who overheard Weed talking to himself spoke in sincerity.
“Such courage… Is he trying to hunt down the dragon?”
“No. Wouldn’t you need to know about your enemy so you can avoid them?”
He had an S rank quest at his disposal, but he was up against a dragon this time. He couldn’t rely his back solely on the quest.
‘Even if I proceed with this quest… I need to figure out how much of a force I need to muster to fight. It’s too much to fight alone and I need to mobilize a large number of users. If it fails, the damage will be severe.’
He cannot afford to risk everything on a battle with no chance of winning.
He needed to assess if he had the odds, even if it meant pulling up a few tricks.
‘He despises humans and uses dark magic at free will. I’d say magic won’t work with him, but does he really have no weakness?’
He planned to assess everything from the very beginning.
If he were to observe Kaybern’s battle more closely, he would be able to grasp his exact abilities.
Weed waited as he sewed, and when it came to daytime, Kaybern flew towards castle Evaluk.
– Humans. Disappear without a trace!
Kaybern’s first greeting was a breath spewed from afar!
Refined corrosive breath struck castle Evaluk.
The castle gates that were barely hanging melted away instantly, and the central walls crumbled with a loud bang.
Kaybern’s breath seeped into the towns, corrupted the buildings and erected fire.
Castle Evaluk was now on high flames!
Kaybern raised fire magic against the castle and the city.
Users that failed to flee in time trying to fulfill their greed for fortune died out.
Dain who stayed behind wishing to share the same fate as the lord of castle Evaluk also lost her life.
Kaybern flew across the sky and continued pouring magic spells on castle Evaluk.
He desired to wipe out everything so that one would not be able to make anything out of the remains.
Weed hid between a tree and a rock, watching the entire scene.
“Hmm. Extremely aggressive. He looks to be blinded by rage…”
“Is rage its weakness? Growl?”
“That is bad news. When weak fools are overwhelmed by rage, they reveal openings. However, strong guys become even more powerful.”
Users that were in proximity of castle Evaluk also lost their lives to the raining fire from the sky. The broadcast stations were conducting live coverage, and posts were rapidly being uploaded on online discussion boards of Royal Road.
– Kaybern is completely crushing the city.
– He had his way with castle Aren just like that. So it can never be revisited. It was pleasant to watch back then, but for the hope of Kalamor to be ruined like that.
– Ah… I bought a house and farm in castle Evaluk. I planted melons and blueberries and I was just waiting for the harvest. Sad.
Users with an affection for the Versailles continent all observed pitifully.
“The dragon is extremely powerful, It can melt down and destroy cities at will.”
“So, Kaybern is unstoppable? I thought Weed had some kind of plan.”
“Weed defeated Bard Ray and is now the best in this world, will he really not do anything about this?”
“Even so, he is just a user only a little stronger than us. There is no way to stop the dragon.”
“We cannot pressure Weed-nim to die in vain. It is futile and unreasonable.”
“Some of you forgot already, but he did defeat the chaos dragon in the past.”
“That time, the dragon was plain stupid and did not use magic. Also, Weed was abnormally powerful because it was a quest.”
“He wiped out the entire central continent as the Great King of the desert. He put an end to the war age, he’s a legend above all legends”.
“But even so we will have to stand here and watch Kaybern annihilate the continent.
“I don’t think there’s anything Weed can do about this.”
“We are all doomed for. So, let’s enjoy ourselves, we should make good of the little time we have left.”
Every single discussion board was on the lookout for Weed, but realistically speaking, there was nothing to do about the impending destruction at the hands of the dragon.
After castle Evaluk had been set to ashes, Kaybern took off.
Despite the migration, millions of users had been present. However, those that remained numbered only several hundreds.
Dark dragon Kaybern is mobilizing in order to destroy human civilization.
The spirits and fairies are warning once again.>
“A week from now, Kaybern will head to the free city Somren.”
Next, the surprising following target was announced.
The free city Somren had high population and was a core region of the Britten alliance, no one could be unaware of its existence.
Furthermore, according to the growth rate, the cities that were potentially the following targets were also concerned.
“Even the free city Somren will be blown out of existence and that is very troublesome.”
Weed witnessed castle Evaluk being destroyed and sighed.
Within just an hour, a massive castle and city were crushed at unbelievable speed.
“If it cannot be stopped, a great city will be destroyed every week.”
Moreover, Kaybern wasn’t the only danger.
From over 50 regions over the Versaille continent, monster hordes were forming.
If monsters of various races swarmed on the cities, the damage would be unthinkable. It would be much easier to rely on the castle walls for defense, but that would mean all the farmlands will be laid to waste.
“The black dragon and monsters….”
He had no time to complete the quests in which he had made progress so far.
The sculptural Arts Final Secret technique quest had been near impossible, but now he was also responsible for the peace of the continent and his own life.
Bard Ray tread through the hidden shrieking dungeon with the holy sword of Lugh in his hand. He could hear nothing other than his own footsteps.
Just as he was about to grow bored of the creepy atmosphere, evil spirits surprised him from the walls and ceiling.
– Kyaaaah! A young and fresh human!
– I will steal your body….
Bard Ray swung the holy sword of Lu and hacked away the evil spirits.
< Gofred’s evil spirit has been vanquished. >
< Vulzag’s evil spirit has been vanquished. >
– You acquired experience.
< You have successively defeated 21 evil spirits.
Agility is increased by 1 for great combat achievement. >
He had had to complete a quest to enter the dungeon and meet the level requirement of 600.
The evil spirits he faced could only be damaged by weapons enchanted with holy powers, and they couldn’t be vanquished unless they are attacked precisely on the heart.
‘If I stay calm I can achieve anything. I must believe in myself.’
< Reptile’s evil spirit has been vanquished. >
< Eggust’s evil spirit has been vanquished. >
– You acquired experience.
< You have obtained the evil spirit’s ring. >
< You have obtained the essence of wicked mana. >
‘I can do this.’
Bard Ray surely felt more powerful after having mastered the sword technique.
The hidden shrieking dungeon in the past had never been completed because it was dangerous, even by the Hermes guild’s standards.
If several users were to enter the dungeon simultaneously, they would recognize one another as an enemy and so there was no meaning in sending an assault team.
The only option was to advance alone, but the risks of dying discouraged entry.
Godly Warrior Bard Ray.
He forfeit the challenge in fear of losing the reputation burdening his shoulders.
‘Nothing can confine me now.’
A smile bloomed on Bard Ray’s face.
Now that he entered as a challenger, he had no more fear of losing his life in the dungeon.
He did not have the assistance of the royal guards of the Hermes guild nor reinforcements, but he himself was powerful.
‘Is this what it feels like to step up to a new level in the midst of danger?’
He advanced forward as he slashed away the spirits.
There were terrifying, dangerous moments, but he made rapid decisions and his body responded each time.
‘The sword is moving as if it’s a part of my body. Put faith in this power. Slash and pierce through them.’
The heightened senses that came with life and death combat drew out his best abilities. It recovered broken confidence and displayed another plane of skill.
Bard Ray thought to himself as he slaughtered the boss of the evil spirits, Reptile.
‘I am the best, once again.’
The fruitful sensation of fighting with his life on the line was reassured with the spoils.
< You have acquired a legendary transportation skill imbued with the power of lightning.
Each step you take on the ground will call down lightning and strike an enemy. >
Bard Ray swore to become stronger after having been defeated once.
He had begun the battle with Weed by dominating him. The situation turned on him and he allowed a storm of successive attacks, resulting in defeat.
The final secret technique of the sculptural arts: Time Sculpting. When used in combination with the glove of dimensional gate, Bard Ray had stood no chance..
‘I was better than him in terms of overall combat ability. If I prepared well for that split second… I could have survived. I had a high chance of winning if I dragged it into an extensive battle.’
He watched the video of the battle over a hundred times and analyzed it.
The disappointment after it was all over had left him truly speechless, but Weed’s movement and attacks were way too quick.
The ultimate activation of Tte devil’s gruesome blade dance made him overlook his victory and eased his mind, a considerable factor of his loss.
‘Heraim Sword technique. Its strengths are immense, but it has more weaknesses. If I knew about it in advance, I should be able to avoid or deflect it somehow half-way during the fight.’
Bard Ray simulated the battle in his head countless times for the re-match.
‘The next duel shall be prepared for and executed meticulously, by me this time.’
Yurin drew a large map in the earth palace.
Novice sculptors made chess pieces of the monsters in the region and placed them on the map. Marks were multiplying over the entire continent.
“The northern continent will soon be rendered unable to manage the upcoming danger.”
“There are too many monsters, causing dozens of users to rush out the castle gates.”
“The city hasn’t been destroyed but… There are isolated villages and the territory controlled by the monsters is expanding. More monsters are gathering in those exact locations.”
“The security of the Arpen empire is worsening. The crop damage is immense and roads are ruined in many places.”
The northern users gathered at the earth palace even before Kaybern began the destruction of castle Evaluk.
Farmers, merchants, adventurers, warriors, mages and necromancers.
Their jobs were diverse, but the majority started inMorata and were affectionate about the northern continent.
Merchant Pandal looked over the map with various monster sculptures on top, then shook his head from side to side.
“Weed-nim is putting his best efforts into hunting them down… The monsters multiplied and their armies increase in number endlessly.”
“During the time taken to vanquish one horde of monsters, several more are forming.”
“We must prepare for siege in the regions close to the monsters.”
Monsters roaming in the north.
They were forming hordes and were approaching the cities.
“Siege… Wouldn’t the people be afraid?”
“Who knows. The ones I’ve met are excited.”
Necromancer Porom seemed to be intrigued.
In Royal Road, all kinds of events take place, and a siege against monsters could be very well exhilarating.
In reality, when Morata was expanding culturally, the outskirt villages relied solely on a single wooden wall and fended off the nearby monsters.
“K-huhuhu. It’s going to be really fun.”
“On the bright side it will certainly be exciting.”
“We must hold our grounds until Weed-nim exterminates Kaybern.”
The northern users believed that with time, Weed would be able to overcome the black dragon.
The fresh provincial lords of the central continents were observing the situation.
“Aren’t the monsters increasing in numbers rather too excessively? What if my city were to be invaded? What then?”
“Well, we aren’t the closest ones to the monsters… However, the public is uneasy and i think the tax income has declined too.”
“How about we assemble some users and try subjugating the monsters?”
“Hmm. Let us assess the situation for now.”
The lords lacked their own armies, so they could be concerned but had no solution in mind.
They could be at ease if the Arpen empire provided protection, but they knew Weed was busy exterminating the monsters through the broadcasts and could not blame him.
“He is hunting day and night.”
“Did you see him riding on Wy-3, repairing his weapon and armor, and eating wheat bread?”
“He was still grinning on top of all that, though it would be very tiresome.”
Weed was doing what he loved, but to the others they could not witness a more hectic schedule.
On top of that, they wrote a separate contract when they received their positions of provincial lords.
– A is the emperor of Arpen empire, Weed.
– B is yourself who wants to become provincial lord.
– B will maintain the Arpen empire’s official tax rate for the city of his/her control.
– B will work towards city development, increase in population, technological advancement and social welfare of the users.
– The funds and labor required by B shall be rallied by his/her own power.
– B will defend against the invasion of monsters and natural disasters on his/her own.
– A is the emperor of Arpen empire.
– B may turn in the position of lord if the contract seems unreasonable.
A typical, unfair contract!
‘How does this make any sense?’
‘Isn’t this a total thief?’
‘Wow… He really pulled the blade on this one. He sure did.’
The appointed lords of the Arpen empire doubted his intentions at first, but soon accepted the reality. The army was nowhere near enough to respond to the monsters and disasters, and there were many candidates signing up for the lord positions other than themselves.
The money spent for the lord positions were all invested into the development of the Arpen empire.
The repairs on the wasted regions, castle wall constructions against the monster invasion and fortification of fortresses went underway in many places across the central continent, not only in the northern regions.
‘Tsk. I can’t nitpick him on how he used my money since I can see the results.’
‘Well… Maintaining the official tax rate is not so bad. It’s better than me raising the rates while all the other lords have low rates, making me stand out from every other lord’
‘The official tax rate removes all the hassle.’
‘It all seems to be a basic commitment as lord… He wouldn’t possibly strip away my lord position for loitering around a bit.’
‘Funds and labor? It would be nice for the Arpen empire to assist me, but it is certain they have their hands tied. Hmm.’
The lords decided to think positively in the face of danger. The reason being that the Arpen empire did not fail them.
“If the monsters swarm in, let’s cooperate together on our own and make the best of it.”
“Surely. Let us set an example to the users. There are many that feel uncomfortable about us lords.”
The lords had no other option but to gather and win through on their own.
On the other hand, the Black Lion guild that had taken control of half the Tulen region were in a different situation.
“Kaybern is the scary one. Monsters… We can just kill them.”
The Black Lion guild recruited the elite users again and spent their attentions on their internal affairs.
They regretted their past mistakes and put their efforts into taking care of the common users and civilians this time around.
“If we make progress, the users will gather on their own. Also, taking care of my home is my own duty.”
They thought it would not be too difficult to defend against the monsters given the guild’s power.
“We need to do well while Weed has no time to spare on us. If we are successful, the Black Lion guild can reign with great influence once again in these regions.”
“I agree to that statement.”
Dwarven warrior Vindel also agreed.
This was an opportunity to change the recessive atmosphere within the guild.
“Let’s call for the guild’s full mobilization. We have to act out. For our Black Lion guild!”
Similar thoughts also came up in the rival guilds such as the Roam, Cloud, Lionstar, and Black sword mercenary guild.
From each region, the assembled powers actively raised armies in response to the crisis brought forth by Kaybern.
“This is competition. We cannot do anything about the reign of Arpen empire, but we cannot be pushed around by other lords now, would we?”
“In the past, us Roam guild were the best in a continent. We had a good reputation compared to the other ones, too. Let’s organize defensive forces and drive out the monsters in the territory.”
“Recruit the skilled users. The Black Sword mercenary guild shall recruit a fresh load of mercenaries!”
In the central continent, some ogres transformed into small dragons and patrolled the skies.
The draconic warriors with exceptional physical capabilities and magic power, took the role of leading the monsters marching on ground level.
Armies were rising nearby in order to face the monsters.
Weed was engaged in battle, raising the undead.
“Mud golem. Charge towards your enemies.”
The golem let out a low moan as it lumbered forwards, beginning its battle against a horde of Urgos, monsters with a horse-like head.
Fundamentally, a golem was a life-long partner of the necromancers.
Like a loyal knight, it protects its summoner, and at other times it destroyed enemy formations by fighting alongside the undead.
– The ruler of death commands us!
The Urgos, numbering over a thousand, scattered out over a wide area and threw their spears.
The mud golem took the blow of over a dozen spears and returned to the earth.
< Mud golem was destroyed. >
Weed clicked his tongue as he witnessed the moment.
“Tsk. My golem crafting isn’t getting all that better.”
Golem crafting had gone up to novice level 7, but it was a skill difficult to master even through tedious grinding.
Necromancers such as Jean or Grobidune could erect fire golems or iron golems.
Fire golems were capable of a powerful AOE spell, and iron golems had the endurance to tire and defense to tire out any enemy that targeted them.
They had been training together with golems since they first became necromancers.
“It is what it is. All of you, go out there!”
“I’ve been waiting for that command. Baharaaaa!”
Warrior Bahamorg ran out with an axe in hand, tailed closely by Knight Serville and Valkyrie Gernika.
Together they faced the horde of Urgos, monsters known to excel in mobility and to have mastered the use of formations.
They tossed spears from range, which when combined with their high levels in and around the late 500s, made them a particularly difficult group of monsters to fight.
In the past, they resided beyond the Kilizar Pass in the outskirts of the northern continent, but there was news of them invading the pioneer villages of Arpen.
“Now that we’ve arrived, I will take everything from you all, to the last piece of leather!”
The Urgos were throwing their spears while galloping in a large circle.
Bahamorg, Servilleand Gernika were caught up at the frontlines blocking incoming spears with their shields, but even so the army of 300 skeletons led by Van Hawk were crushed immediately.
Weed riding on Wy-3 avoided hunting the monsters to save time. He had brought a small undead force into the Urgos camps.
That moment, the earth began to shake and something massive surged from the ground.
The death worm, whose combat strength was amongst the highest of all the sculptural creatures raised by Weed, its combat strength rivaling the phoenix and King Hydra, rosed violently from the ground.
The Death Worm with its mouth wide open, swallowed 5 Urgos on the ground at once.
– Nom nom nom. Gulp. Kyaaah.
The Urgos froze to the ground. The Death Worm’s presence made them cower in terror.
By Weed’s command, the Death Worm disappeared into the ground and resurged 10 meters away.
The Urgos favored wide fields and so they were restricted from running around freely.
“Focus your attacks with composure!”
“Pay attention to the trembling of the earth. We can deduce where the worm will pop up next.”
The highly intelligent Urgos scattered strategically against the Death Worm and lunged their spears.
Death Worm was targeted by over a hundred spears as it swallowed a mouthful of Urgos. With its sturdy but slippery skin, it reflected all but 7 spears.
Just as Weed gave his command, barags flew in from the forests and and breathed fire on the grounds.
– I was growing impatient waiting.
– We will roast everything.
The Urgos’ combat strength relied on rapid movement and group formation to execute powerful mid range attacks.
Bahamorg and the other sculptural creatures acted as bait and lured the Urgos into one place.
Next, the Barags’ focus fire turned the grounds into an ocean of flames.
“Come back to the land where you once lived. In this place of darkness, in this black and rotten land. Carve the laws of darkness that will never fade into everyone. Undead Rise!”
Weed summoned the undead from within the flames.
The corpses of the Urgos killed by the baraags’ attack turned into death knights at the very least and also resurrected as doom knights.
< The essence of darkness converted the tainted corpses of the Urgos into the undead.
The proficiency in the undead summoning skill has increased greatly.
Intelligence and wisdom is permanently increased by 3 points. >
The undead scorched by flames rose to their feet and became caught up in battle.
“The gorge of decayed bones.”
Wee, taking any chance he could, summoned clumps of bones that spread poison and blocked off the rear.
The Urgos would never turn tail and run of their own volition, but he prepared if such a situation were to arise.
Now, Weed wanted to try out the curse skill tree and offensive magic spells that were inferior compared to his undead summoning. However, he was interrupted.
– Seoyoon : Mordred is in danger. The monsters that spewed out from the underground dungeons overwhelmed the city.
Mordred was the capital of the Niflheim empire.
The whisper pertained to the monsters clustered in a wide area of ruins.
Weed thought to himself that something that was on his mind had finally come forth.
“Shall we head to Mordred?”
If he were to hunt in Mordred, it would be of maximum efficiency as he wouldn’t need to revoke his undead summonings.
Undeads are incredibly useful in taking down moderately powerful monsters.
Large monsters were spawning consistently and no other users were around to leech experience; such an environment was the perfect catalyst for a necromancer’s growth.
– Seoyoon : I don’t think we can regain it. Mordred is a vast ruins area and the monsters keep spawning from the ground. Other locations would fall in danger while we focus on Mordred.
“I suppose so.”
– Seoyoon : The monsters spawning in Mordred will be fended off by relying on the walls of the nearby villages and the city. I assembled the Arpen imperial army already.
“You responded quickly. Will they be able to defend successfully?”
Seoyoon : To some degree. We would have to bear with a few stray monsters to the northern continent.
Now that the appearance of monsters had become active all across the Versailles continent, danger was imminent anywhere.
The discussion boards were already full of posts from agonizing users that fell victim to the monsters.
– Seoyoon : More importantly… Are you planning to master necromancy?
– Seoyoon : I acquired some information about a special warrior job class. It could be connected to the savior of the world.
“The savior of the world?”
Weed knew about many job classes including martial artists.
Savior of the world was the job class he had during his days as the Great King of the desert.
‘I advanced from the warrior of the sun. However, that path was not exclusive for the warrior of the sun. Just one person out of the top climbers in the knight and warrior class had the privilege.’
When Weed crushed the Embinyu Cult and closed his books on the days as the Great king of the desert, Hestiger succeeded the position of savior of the world.
It was truly the pinnacle of the combat class!
“That job class is possible to acquire?”
– Seoyoon : I can’t say for certain. But, you would be able to gain access to the advanced level of the warrior class. Savior of the world can be acquired after that.
“That makes sense. It is not an easy job class to come by.”
Back when he became the savior of the world, there were threats called the Embinyu Cult and Ausoleto.
The job class that can only be fulfilled by transcending the limit of human strength and having received the quest to save the world.
“Kaybern could be…Hmm. Normally I wouldn’t bet on it, but the world is troubled and receiving such a quest is highly probable.”
Weed recently came to think that there was no real need for him to master necromancy.
Fundamentally, the necromancer was a job class that wields power that transcends the boundaries of death.
Therefore, it could only be powerful if one could freely use curse and dark magic spells as well.
In the process, the user will lose various stats, the penalties were great compared to the sculptor that has a slow growth rate but can stack stats.
‘Just proficient enough to reach the greatest hunting speed. Also, I could master undead summoning one day if I use it consistently. There is no need for me to go out of my way to reach the top as a necromancer.’
A high level necromancer would have to offer special and unusual sacrifices to increase skill proficiency.
Each job class had different methods of progression and few shared the need for excessive and repetitive grinding that the sculptors were subjected to.
In the past, necromancy had been valuable for its hunting prowess despite the difficulties, but perspectives changed greatly after the Hermes guild was defeated.
– Seoyoon : If you do not master necromancy and go through the job advancement, the skill proficiency of the undead summoning will decrease a little bit.
“It doesn’t matter. I can overcome it with grinding.”
Weed thought that such a penalty had little meaning.
If the job wasn’t mastered, proficiencies declined upon job advancement depending on the user’s standings.
If one were to go through job advancement from a ranger to an archer which is similar, the archery proficiency would not decline.
However, if one were to change from the mage class to a warrior class, the user would suffer some loss in skill proficiency or stats.
– Seoyoon : First, you must advance into a warrior and head to the desert.
“Hmm. So the desert is where it begins?”
– Seoyoon : There could be another way in the central continent, but the easiest starting
location was in the desert.
Thus, Weed decided to change job class.
He started out as a sculptor, but he also took on the role of a necromancer and became an emperor. Now, his goal was to become the savior of the world.
Bart was expanding the trades all the way to the central continent after the Garnav battle.
“When the opportunity comes, you must seize it and proactively build on it. If you start a day late, you would suffer that much more loss.”
He purchased a huge amount of goods such as consumables and ores from the north and established trades with the cities in the central continent.
The head merchants Helten and Delmong that he became friends with in the process, joined him in the trade.
“Is there a reason to go all the way to Kallamore? There is enough demand just in Tulen.”
“We must. If there is someone in demand, a merchant must go wherever that may be.”
“The prices are firm here too…”
“We must sell first to those who absolutely want to buy it. Merchants become successful through credit, not money.”
Bart led the wagons full of iron ores and headed to the Kallamore region.
Castle Evaluk was destroyed by the dragon and monsters were wreaking havoc, but he managed to arrive in Castle Zenia.
It was the fourth city in Kallamore, but its advantages of transportation traffic attracted users and served like a capital city.
“Selling iron ore! Iron weapons for sale. I brought lots of horns and wood that can be crafted into bows.”
Helten and Delmong that followed Bart sold half of the goods to the trade station and started a street stall in the town square with the remaining half. Then, they accomplished an insane record of selling all goods completely in 20 minutes.
All they did was start sale in the corner of the town square, but an endless line of users bought every product.
The bow materials especially were hot items that got sold out within 10 minutes.
“How’s that? We sold out like a breeze, didn’t we?”
“Yeah. It was worth it.”
Bart accumulated contribution points in the city and could spread his reputation across the city.
With the fall of Castle Evaluk and the increasing activities of monsters resulted in exponential increase of demand for bows.
If a siege war were to break out, the weapon to grab regardless of one being warrior or a merchant was the bow.
“Insane! Now we can buy products for a lower price. But hey. What do we purchase on our way back?”
“Let us buy some medicinal herbs on the way. Various kinds grow around this area.”
“How do you know that?”
“Market assessment is the basis of trades.”
Bart used up all the money that he had and purchased the medicinal herbs.
Helten and Delmong joined him, and they got back on the road to Tulen with other users.
They could expect great profit if they were to sell in Tulen or the Britten region.
‘When a war breaks out, the merchant must not be hindered and sell his goods even more diligently. Produce anything he can and sell. There is always someone in demand of the goods.’
When he managed the Hosung Inc. in the past, it was all the same.
When others said it was too early, he made early investments and led the skills development.
‘Even after that, it all crumbled down… But I know, my management method wasn’t wrong.’
Bart lost all his motivation and fell into despair when he lost ownership of the organization.
He had an enormous amount of money left to sustain his life, but it was heartbreaking to be branded as a failure of a manager.
One could ever so easily say as much about him.
‘He’s gone down but still lives a boastful life without any financial worries, no?’
It wasn’t an understatement.
Even so, he had lived as a manager of an organization but his role disappeared at once. Hearing voices mocking him as one defeated was a lot worse than what people thought.
Tens and thousands of jobless folks and their families.
He was deeply sorry for them and felt ashamed of himself. However, the affiliate companies of the Hosung Inc. soon found a new owner and proudly began to make revenue.
The early investments in skills and equipment had begun its slow start in the display of its true value.
‘Fortunate. If I had been able to overcome the financial difficulty just that once… Phew. Let go of the regrets. Anything can be successful or fail miserably by the slightest of differences.’
Weed returned to Morata.
The great city that represented the north had all sorts of buildings, including the Necromancers’ guild.
“A Master of life and death…”
When Weed stepped into the guild, the necromancers dressed in creepy robes bowed to the floor at once.
He had a long history with them due to the Immortal Legion, and his title of emperor alongside his advanced skills as a necromancer certainly increased his fame.
“It, it’s Weed-nim!”
“God of war Weed!”
The users that were on the 1st floor of the guild yelled in surprise.
A common face is hard to recognize, but his popularity overcame his mundane facial traits.
“Nice to meet you all. Hunt diligently and pay lots of taxes.”
Weed lifted his hand and waved lightly before walking up the stairs.
The necromancer’s guild that had been located in the old residential area hidden among the back alleys had transferred to a beautiful tower coloured in black and purple.
The 1st floor was for commission jobs and sale of magic scrolls; 2nd floor for ancient books and magic equipment sale; whilst the 3rd floor and above were only accessible to those who had over an intermediate level of undead summoning.
They tended to teach dangerous magic spells or sell enlightened knowledge or excavated goods.
Weed found Baraball experimenting on something in front of the barbarian skull and walked up to him.
“It’s been a while.”
“Welcome, Seeker of death.”
Baraball bowed his head with the unique, low and somber characteristic of necromancers.
“I came to tell you something.”
“What is it? Have you finally figured out how to conquer death completely?”
“Then, you discovered magic that forms death clouds in the air to purify the pitiful?”
“… Not that neither.”
“Do you require our assistance? A task that must be carried out in secret? Whatever your majesty needs, we can release poison into the river or the wells and turn large cities with rivers and fields into graveyards. Your loyal servants are not humans, but the quiet skeletons.”
Weed’s face turned serious.
‘How, these idiots?’
He was planning to take out Kaybern, the greatest danger in history but to think that there was a malicious tumor growing from within Morata.
‘At first, they said it was a misunderstanding in necromancers being treated as villains… Turns out these guys are really what they say about them.’
Lich Shire corrupted Bar Khan, which began the war against the Immortal Legion. Necromancers were all the same underneath their covers.
‘As I thought, there’s not a single being to be trusted.’
Weed firmly ingrained the life lesson into his head and stored necromancer Baraball into his memory.
“K-hmm. The reason for me coming here is to quit being a necromancer.”
“What is this now? You mean you do not wish to continue the forsaken research that will change the providence of the world based on a sincere reflection on life and death?”
“I want to put an end to it.”
“Those are some unbelievably dreadful words.”
Weed came to the necromancer guild to deliver the resignation letter. For any class, there wasn’t a big concern in an immediate change.
Necromancers were largely hated by the common users.
They were especially despised by warriors the most, so it was utmost priority for him to resign.
However, the social cohesion among the necromancers were tight and therefore, they hated the renegades.
“Please reconsider. Not too long ago, we discovered a crystal skull from an old swamp. If we conduct research on this skull, we can invent a new type of undead.”
“A new undead?”
“It is still under process but it is a powerful undead. The more we grasp an understanding of death, the more power we will be able to gain in our hands. So much that the living will be terrified and subject under our command.”
“Furthermore, we will be able to access the ultimate power if the dark and terrible world of the undead is opened. A perfectly weaved world dominated by necromancers! You wish to give up that path?”
Baraball repeatedly wished for Weed to change his mind because of their history and friendship until now.
‘I need to fix these necromancers up for good when I get the chance.’
Instead, Weed’s mind was turning solid in the opposite direction.
He would put them under surveillance immediately and wipe them all out if they seem even a bit suspicious.
“Yeah, I’m not interested. Necromancy isn’t like that at all.”
<You have abandoned the necromancer class and have revoked to the status of sculptor master.
Maximum health points and mana decline to its original state.
Honor influences expand.
The effects from faith does not diminish.
Infamy is decreased by 25,000 points.
By abandoning necromancy mid-way, the proficiency levels of job class skills including the undead summoning skill are decreased by 2 levels.
The control over the undead declines.
The power of the dead is weakened by 651.
The affiliation with the necromancer guild has turned into ignorance and strife.>
Though his health points declined, the necromancer only provided the 10% bonus effect which wasn’t significant.
In terms of mana, there was an increase of 50% but now he was unable to spam skills as he wished, which was a big turndown.
The impact of quitting being a necromancer didn’t end there.
– The blessing of the goddess Freya is bestowed upon you.
– You are rid of all abnormal conditions and have reached the maximum physical status.
You had strayed from your path for a moment but you have now regained my favour.
Blessing of beauty and prosperity will be with you on the righteous path.
Faith has increased by 20.
Charisma and charm have increased by 10.
You are bestowed overflowing health points for a month.
The recovery rate of health points is increased by 60%.
Nearby allys will recover 20% faster.
The quality of cooking materials will turn into the finest when touched by your hand.>
Weed was enjoying the moment.
<The blessing of the goddess Hestia is bestowed upon you.
You have acquired the blessing of fire which purifies all that is wrongful.
Hestia congratulates you on escaping from the dreadful darkness and has granted blessing on you.
Special attacks from dark type monsters are negated by holy power by up to 50%.
The power of fire type spells is permanently increased by 3%.>
<The blessing of Ahtrok is bestowed upon you.>
<The blessing of Batalli is bestowed upon you.>
<The blessing of Tiron is bestowed upon you.>
<The blessing of Lugh is bestowed upon you.>
It was a job class hated by the gods with a passion.
Baraball with a pale face put his hand up and pointed to the door.
“This place is a precious space only permitted to necromancers. Please leave at once.”
It was a cold attitude that made him realize the friendship that had been sustained until now had been blown into dust.
The next location Weed visited was the warrior guild.
A warrior guild was located in each of the 5 town squares of Morata and it was always full of users that were receiving job commissions or trying to learn new skills.
“We welcome your visit. Honorable emperor, your highness!”
“We of the iron shield guild promise eternal loyalty to the emperor.”
The moment he entered the guild, the guards and warriors comprised of citizens shouted loudly.
Weed’s popularity from his honor was that much!
“Wha, what is this?”
“It’s Weed-nim. Weed-nim is here!”
The hundreds of users within the warrior guild also caused a huge commotion.
For the Morata users, they saw Weed occasionally sculpting and trading at the town square.
He looked ordinary but he was a man of authority over the Versailles continent!
Even the majority of late starters in Morata liked Weed.
“Hurray for the Arpen empire!”
“Weed-nim. I love you!”
Weed walked towards the steps and waved his hand lightly.
He could hear so many shouting voices that it was hard to make them out, but a few of them struck his heart.
“We are grateful for the investments. We fixed our house for free thanks to you!”
“You spent all your money for our well-being… You really are the best Weed-nim!”
“Please take good care of us. Govern over us just as you are doing now!”
Weed realized how sad and regretful it was to be respected by the users.
‘This is why they say you live longer when people curse at you. It meant that you will die of emotional disorder from taking compliments.’
Ancient sayings were indeed taken to heart only when experienced firsthand.
30 minutes later, a post came up in the Royal Road discussion board.
Title : Black dragon is done for.
Most of us know what the characteristics of the sculpting class is. Excruciatingly low health points and slow increase in combat skills proficiency…
It is unqualified for just about any combat skill, and is always undermined wherever.
“Anyone can be a sculptor. But, none can become like Weed.”
“Become a sculptor. Then, advance to any other job. You will experience the highest level of satisfaction.”
“Weed is the most successful sculptor and simultaneously, an excessively all-around character.”
Looking back, the sculptor class acted as a safetynet so that the tyrant and God of War Weed could not go on rampage as much as he was capable of.
That very Weed… He has just advanced into a warrior in Morata.
You don’t understand what that means?
You say he mastered the sculptor so he could reasonably advance into a warrior?
Doesn’t it ring a bell yet?
Enormous amount of comments were posted immediately.
– Seriously. Weed-nim became a warrior?
– This was a long post but it can be reduced to just two words: Warrior Weed.
– Warrior Weed. Darn. That is scary.
– That’s insane. This is the end.
– The dragon will be diced.
– I watched Weed-nim fight as I followed him nearby about 6 months ago. This reminds me of that time again.
– Oh. The guy above me. He must be high level. He posted his level 450 armor in a previous post.
– Explain Weed-nim’s battle in detail! But, that’s actually pretty common to see in recordings.
– No. The broadcasts and the recordings are only a fraction of the real deal, and it is a whole other dimension up close in person. I cannot explain in detail but I will try anyway. It is not just a matter of flying around, but it is flashy and spectacular… As if he moves without any rest. The battle doesn’t progress rapidly, but is more like an inevitable tidal wave that rolls into shore while he rides the current. Not a thought comes to mind and you must unconditionally move quickly to keep up, he is just unbelievably quick.
Then soon enough, I realized that what I did and called hunting in the past cannot be considered hunting and fell into despair.
– They say it’s extremely tiresome if you hunt with Weed-nim in a party… That seems to be true.
– Legend says that even the rankers spit blood and ran away.
– His past was comparably weaker sculptor or a tailing necromancer with his hands tied to his back.
– Warrior… I think he would still need time to adjust to it. The combat style of warriors is surely different from the sculptor.
– What is that supposed to mean? There was a time when Weed-nim was temporarily a warrior.
– What? When was this?
– His days as the Great king of the desert. The days when he erected the Pallos empire and wreaked havoc over the continent.
– Well, that’s the end. Period.
– The Hermes guild are long gone now running.
– Destruction of Royal Road ecosystem imminent.
– Bard Ray’s head is implanted on the ground right now.