All‑Master Who Regressed to Bronze - Chapter 62

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All Master Who Regressed to Bronze Episode 062

 

Tarkan.

 

A Black Orc and great warrior of the Boar Mother Tribe.

 

He recalled the past.

 

He had been an outstanding warrior since childhood.

 

The robust physique and aggressive fighting spirit characteristic of Black Orcs.

 

Furthermore, with his determination to become even stronger, his growth was beyond what could be described as terrifying.

 

But there was just one thing he lacked.

 

-How dare a non-green orc act so arrogant.

 

-Get lost. If you’re a Black Orc, act like one and just be a good meat shield on the battlefield.

 

-Ah, I got a scouting offer from the Orc Empire this time.

 

-Oh! You definitely suit being an Emerald Orc.

 

Skin color.

 

Orc society is divided into exactly two categories.

 

Those with green skin and those without.

 

No matter how outstanding one’s talent, if their skin wasn’t green, they were a second-class orc.

 

Furthermore, they could only be third-class orcs.

 

The discrimination continued.

 

Then came one opportunity.

 

-The Colosseum Champion position is vacant, you see. I think I can trust you with it. Who knows. If you do excellently as Champion… you might become an honorary Emerald Orc.

 

-…I’ll do it.

 

A proposal received from an influential player of the Orc Empire, one of the higher dimensions and called the holy land of Emerald Orcs.

 

It was the position of Colosseum Champion.

 

Here, from lower dimensions.

 

Furthermore, his assigned mission was to evaluate and filter out promising talents from dimensions that hadn’t even made it to the Integrated League yet.

 

Thus, he became the Champion of the Colosseum.

 

-S-spare me! I can’t die in a place like this!

 

-If I die, there’s no hope for our dimension!

 

-Please! Please! Please!

 

Once belonging to the Integrated League, death is not exempted within the Dimension Arena.

 

There, Tarkan killed countless promising talents from the lowest dimensions, again and again.

 

-Hmm, so you’re telling us to abandon our dimension and go to a higher dimension?

 

-Sounds good! I’ll go right away!

 

-What about our dimension? Well, they’ll manage on their own.

 

Among them, when players strong enough to catch Tarkan’s eye appeared, he would recruit them and send them up to higher dimensions.

 

After several years passed like this.

 

Tarkan began thinking that maybe it was time for him to leave this place, so he contacted the Emerald Orc he had contracted with.

 

-…Why isn’t he answering?

 

But he didn’t take Tarkan’s calls.

 

Tarkan didn’t give up.

 

While faithfully performing his role as Colosseum Champion, he continued trying to contact him whenever he had time.

 

Perhaps acknowledging Tarkan’s efforts.

 

Finally, the Emerald Orc took Tarkan’s call.

 

-Isn’t it about time you caught on? Just faithfully play your role as the dog guarding the Colosseum.

 

-B-but the promise…!

 

-Promise? Hmm, was such a promise specified in the contract?

 

-…

 

-You’re doing well. Just keep it up. Then at least you won’t be boiled alive.

 

And Tarkan was betrayed.

 

No, actually Tarkan knew.

 

The suspicion had already begun when the Emerald Orc avoided his calls.

 

After that, Tarkan had two choices.

 

Either confront the Emerald Orc he had contracted with.

 

-…Yes.

 

Or comply as he was and just scrape by with his life.

 

Tarkan chose the latter.

 

Thus, Tarkan became the Champion of the Colosseum.

 

Not as an Orc Champion or a member of the Boar Mother Tribe, but as the Champion of the Colosseum.

 

‘What a foolish and stupid life it was. At least it became fertilizer for the future, so that’s fortunate.’

 

Bitterly reflecting on his past while watching the passing flashbacks, Tarkan suddenly felt puzzled.

 

‘…But why isn’t the flashback ending?’

 

The flashback that unfolded after closing his eyes and accepting death.

 

Even though the flashback should have disappeared by now and death like pitch-black darkness should have come to him, Tarkan’s mind was perfectly clear.

 

When Tarkan slightly opened his closed eyes at this fact.

 

Tarkan could see it.

 

“…What?”

 

“Tarkan. You must not die here. You need to take revenge directly on those who made you this way.”

 

“What the hell is this…”

 

The Maw of Predation biting at the air above his head.

 

Tarkan couldn’t hide his bewilderment at Shin Hyeok’s words that flowed out along with the Maw of Predation calmly devouring something.

 

To this, Shin Hyeok kindly explained.

 

“Tarkan. I’m devouring the contractual bonds connected to you. And… it’s finished now.”

 

“…!”

 

Contract.

 

Tarkan could feel that the unfair contract that had forced him to become the Colosseum Champion had completely disappeared at this moment.

 

Feeling that the contractual bonds connected to him had perfectly vanished and he was completely free from the contract, Tarkan looked at Shin Hyeok with a dazed expression.

 

“Why are you doing this? I was your enemy. Not only are you sparing such an enemy, but you’re even forcibly breaking the contract. Why?”

 

It was incomprehensible.

 

In the life Tarkan had lived, such a case had never occurred even once.

 

Thorough disregard and contempt.

 

Opportunities not given even among fellow non-green orcs.

 

Rather, because they were fellow non-green orcs who were even more vicious, Tarkan couldn’t understand the human before his eyes.

 

“I felt a sense of kinship.”

 

“Kinship? Is there anything between you and me that would create kinship?”

 

“Well, Tarkan. You wouldn’t know, but there is.”

 

Shin Hyeok, who had been betrayed by higher dimension players including the New Human Empire and met his death, couldn’t help but feel that Tarkan, who had similarly been deceived by higher dimension players and assigned the role of a guard dog as Colosseum Champion, wasn’t entirely like a stranger.

 

Of course, since he had no intention of explaining everything about his pre-regression life in detail, Shin Hyeok roughly glossed over it and drew up more predatory energy.

 

“Let’s eat the rest first and then think.”

 

“The rest?”

 

“Yes, I’ve felt it since I gained the Colosseum Champion title… these bastards are reaching out to me too.”

 

“No, it can’t be. I can’t watch you too fall into their hands.”

 

Fearing that Shin Hyeok might fall to the same guard dog state as himself, Tarkan forgot his injuries and shot up from his seat.

 

But Shin Hyeok threw Tarkan a potion identical to the one he had consumed from his inventory and waved his hand dismissively.

 

“Drink that and rest. I don’t plan to just take it lying down either.”

 

“…?”

 

Watching Tarkan, who was blinking his eyes while preciously holding the small potion bottle in his arms despite his massive frame, Shin Hyeok let out a chuckle and frowned as he surveyed the surroundings with his observation skill.

 

‘Lines derived from the Colosseum are connecting to me. The stronger this connection becomes, the more I’ll become bound to the Colosseum. What a filthy trick they’ve pulled.’

 

A vicious structure where one would end up wearing a dog collar while floundering, intoxicated by the sweet fruit called Colosseum Champion.

 

Shin Hyeok intended to destroy this entire setup.

 

“Devour it all.”

 

Kwaddddddddddddeuk!

 

As soon as Shin Hyeok finished speaking, the Maws of Predation multiplied like crazy and spread throughout the entire Colosseum.

 

Soon, as the Maws of Predation began devouring the Colosseum, Shin Hyeok could feel the threads connected to him disappearing one by one.

 

Kwadeuk! Kwadeuk! Kwadeuk! Kwadeuk! Kwadeuk!

 

‘Good. If things continue like this, devouring the Colosseum won’t be a problem.’

 

It was going smoothly.

 

As the Maws of Predation devoured the Colosseum, enormous mana filled up, and with that, more Maws of Predation were created.

 

Once the cycle was established, the multiplication speed of the Maws of Predation increased to a terrifying degree.

 

Soon, when enough Maws of Predation were created to cover the entire Colosseum and more, the organizers sensed something was wrong and moved to intervene.

 

[Ruler of the Blue Grasslands warns that it would be good to stop there.]

 

[Racer of the Land glares at you.]

 

[First Wolf Rider growls.]

 

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“…Kuk!”

 

Along with countless messages, numerous gazes turned toward Shin Hyeok.

 

They were the gazes of Constellations.

 

The interest and gazes of Constellations were what Players desperately desired, but there was a limit to everything.

 

Beyond a certain level, interest and gazes became poison that killed Players instead.

 

‘Constellation-style intimidation? How ridiculous. Since they’re blocked by the Dimension Arena’s systematic constraints, they’re moving like this.’

 

The Constellations also knew this, so they tried to achieve maximum effect with minimal cost.

 

Dozens of Constellations sent intimidation and warned Shin Hyeok to back down.

 

The power contained in their gazes roughly pressed down on Shin Hyeok.

 

A crushing sensation as if he had been thrown into the unfathomable deep sea.

 

A heavy sensation as if someone was choking his neck and striking his head with a hammer.

 

If he let go of his consciousness like this, that would be exactly what they wanted.

 

Eudeuk!

 

“If I was going to lose to mere Tribal Constellations, the lowest-ranking Constellations, I wouldn’t have started at all!!!”

 

No matter how much they were Constellations, among them, they were Tribal Constellations with the lowest rank.

 

Knowing they were the lowest-ranking Constellations, Shin Hyeok gritted his teeth, bit his tongue, and awakened his mind.

 

Tribal Constellations.

 

They were certainly great beings with the status of Constellations, but their fame and domain were limited to their own tribes.

 

As such, they couldn’t compare to high-ranking Constellations like Cheonma, Wushen, All the Apex of Evil, and Disciple of the Sage.

 

Who were active everywhere regardless of race or dimension.

 

Moreover-

 

‘It’s bearable. Is it because I’ve faced other high-ranking Constellations and received their gazes and interest?’

 

Shin Hyeok was gradually adapting to this situation.

 

To the interference of Constellations trying to intimidate him and prevent the devouring of the Colosseum.

 

‘But if things continue like this, I’ll have to retreat anyway.’

 

Of course, that didn’t mean the problem disappeared.

 

If Shin Hyeok just endured here, he would eventually be thrown out of the Colosseum.

 

In the end, Shin Hyeok had to go one step further than just enduring.

 

‘What should I do? What can I do to break through this situation?’

 

Shin Hyeok pondered deeply.

 

A way to overcome the gazes and interest of dozens of Tribal Constellations and devour the Colosseum, their carefully built tower of effort.

 

‘Ah, that would work.’

 

Shin Hyeok soon realized that the solution was actually not far away.

 

[Predation]

 

-Classification: Trait [Legendary]

 

└You can devour everything.

 

└You acquire part of the abilities of what you devour.

 

Predation.

 

A legendary-grade trait.

 

Furthermore, even considering it was a trait related to Constellations, the power this trait possessed was tremendous.

 

It had devoured the contract threads connected to the Dimension Arena.

 

It had also devoured the Colosseum, which was both a Hidden Stage and a dungeon.

 

Literally an ability to devour ‘everything’.

 

Then there was only one thought that came to mind.

 

‘Can I also ‘devour’ their gazes?’

 

The gazes falling toward him.

 

Typical intimidation killing.

 

Their light gazes sent with such a casual mindset.

 

His thinking went only that far.

 

“Predation.”

 

He gathered the Maws of Predation that had been devouring the Colosseum and made them bite the message windows floating in front of him that represented the Constellations’ gazes.

 

Kwadddddddeuk!

 

[%#!$!@%$! is bewil!$!%%^!]

 

“This actually works.”

 

The message window of the Tribal Constellation that had been casually sending gazes to execute intimidation killing broke and distorted, then disappeared into the Maw of Predation.

 

Seeing that sight, Shin Hyeok showed a bloody smile.

 

“What will your blood taste like? And what will you give me?”

 

Predation always brought compensation corresponding to what was devoured.

 

Then what would be the compensation for devouring the gaze of a Constellation, even if it was a Tribal Constellation? Shin Hyeok became genuinely curious.

 

[All the Apex of Evil bursts into laughter.]

 

All the Apex of Evil, the original owner of Predation, cheered for such a Shin Hyeok.

 

[Ruler of the Blue Grasslands is shocked.]

 

[Racer of the Land is flustered by the unexpected situation.]

 

[First Wolf Rider cannot hide their bewilderment.]

 

[Fist-Clenching Shaker steps back at someone’s intervention.]

 

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The sudden participation of a high-ranking Constellation.

 

With even their escape route blocked by this, Shin Hyeok lightly put his palms together, using the bewilderment of the Tribal Constellations as a side dish.

 

“I will eat well.”

 

Kwadddddddddddddeuk!

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