All‑Master Who Regressed to Bronze - Chapter 68

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All Master Who Regressed to Bronze Episode 068

 

Demon King’s Castle.

 

The place where the core of the Demon King’s Castle and the Demon King himself reside, which are central to the Demon King subjugation battle.

 

The final battlefield that would clearly become the center of this game.

 

Naturally, the Attack Faction gathered to conquer this place consisted only of those running in the top ranks among the participants of the Integrated Gold League.

 

An alliance of nearly fifty top-tier players.

 

They were confident.

 

‘This is definitely going to work.’

 

‘Shin-hyeok Choi. This is the perfect opportunity to put that arrogant bastard under our feet.’p>

‘Keheheh, I’m curious which of the equipment he has he’ll cough up.’

 

‘Hiya! My world! This will become my world now!’

 

This time, even if they wanted to lose, they couldn’t possibly lose.

 

With such confidence, they searched the Demon King’s Castle and the moment they arrived at the Demon King’s Castle.

 

-Krwaaaaaaah!

 

-Kraaaaaah!

 

-Uooooooh!

 

“…This is pretty tough.”

 

“Those things are contaminated with demonic energy. They’re not ordinary monsters but demons.”

 

“Hmm, demons are about half again as tough as regular monsters.”

 

The monsters filling the inside of the Demon King’s Castle.

 

More precisely, they were intimidated by the demons contaminated with the Demon King’s Castle’s demonic energy.

 

“Phew, what are you afraid of! We are the heroes who will take the head of Demon King Shin-hyeok Choi and destroy the core of the Demon King’s Castle! Let’s go! Heroes!”

 

“Right! High risk, high return!”

 

“Let’s go! Holy Knights! It’s time to grant rest to those corrupted and fallen to evil!”

 

“Light. Grant this place the power to oppose evil.”

 

However, top-tier players including Dong-pyeong Hong stepped forward to boost morale, and Holy Knights and Priests scattered bright Sacred Power to push back the demonic energy.

 

With this, preparations for battle were complete.

 

Kwaaaaaaang!

 

The forces of the Demon King’s Castle and the players of the Attack Faction clashed violently.

 

Kwadeuk! Peoseok! Udeuk! Ppeoooooong!

 

Thousands of demons exceeding hundreds, and dozens of players responding to them.

 

Though numerically at a complete disadvantage, the players were experienced, capable, and organic.

 

At their center was, surprisingly, Dong-pyeong Hong.

 

“Left wing! They’re deploying a wedge formation! Watch out for breakthrough! Front line 1st row fall back! 2nd row forward! 3rd row standby. You must move immediately after the 2nd row!”

 

His class was the rare-grade Warrior, but his trait was Martial Arts Library.

 

A trait that allowed him to access a library where he could obtain any martial arts as long as they matched his grade.

 

Thanks to learning the Zhuge family’s martial arts related to military strategy from within, he could single-handedly command dozens of players.

 

‘It’s regrettable that I can’t step to the front, but my strength isn’t particularly outstanding compared to others. It’s better to accumulate contribution this way.’

 

Since Dong-pyeong Hong had reached this position later than others, he was inevitably lacking compared to other top-tier players.

 

To be precise, he wasn’t at a level where he could overwhelm other top-tier players.

 

Originally, this wasn’t much of a problem since others were similar-

 

‘Ellis Veronia. She’ll just be running around in circles on the outskirts, so first place in contribution is a sure thing.’

 

Since Ellis, one of the players who could overwhelm other players, had been sent to the Peripheral Faction through collusion with others, Dong-pyeong Hong could focus on commanding with peace of mind.

 

And there was another advantage to taking on the commander role.

 

“Deville! You need to catch that guy over there!”

 

“…Isn’t that too deep?”

 

“Didn’t you already agree to follow my command? If you say that now, I can’t look favorably upon you either.”

 

“Kuk, understood.”

 

‘Phew, with this I can wear down the stamina and mana of players at a similar level to me.’

 

It was the ability to push those who might pose a threat to him later into more difficult and dangerous battlefields.

 

Just as Dong-pyeong Hong was smiling.

 

“Krwaaaaaaaaah!!!”

 

“…Krak! Suddenly what-”

 

“It’s Fear! But was there someone who uses Fear?”

 

“Kuk, we need to fall back and escape from Fear first-”

 

“Uaaah, we’re being pushed back. Pushed back!”

 

The battlefield was turned upside down by a single roar that suddenly rang out.

 

The Fear contained in the roar.

 

Some players exposed to it fell into panic, causing the battlefield’s balance to instantly tip toward the demons.

 

At the appearance of an entity they had never seen before in the Demon King’s Castle, players including Dong-pyeong Hong widened their eyes to find the owner of the roar.

 

But despite their efforts, the owner of the roar had no intention of hiding himself.

 

Thud!

 

A heavy resonance.

 

Along with it, a black giant body revealed itself.

 

“Th-that is…”

 

“No, why is hyung coming out from there?”

 

“Invaliddddd! Invaliddddd!!! This game is invalid, invalid!!!”

 

The extremely famous broadcast that had occurred not long ago.

 

There wasn’t a single player who couldn’t recognize one of the two protagonists who appeared in it.

 

Especially since they had come to catch the other protagonist.

 

“Eliminating the lord’s enemy is the subordinate’s duty. Warriors. The great warrior who will lead you is here. Charge.”

 

A black-skinned orc who wasn’t even properly wearing armor, with his upper body completely exposed.

 

With a crude glaive casually resting on his shoulder, he seized control of the demons in one go with his deep and heavy voice, and the demons responded first to his voice.

 

-Uwooooooh!

 

-Kraaaaaah!

 

-Keeeeeeek!!

 

Despite the brief lull being meaningless, as the demons charged forward like mad, the players hurriedly blocked them while their eyes remained fixed on the massive Black Orc slowly approaching them.

 

For such players, the surprise guest Tarkan lowered his glaive from his shoulder and took his stance.

 

“Kraaaap! Earth Crush!!!”

 

Kwaaaaaaaaang!!!

 

Rough power that shattered the entire floor visible before them.

 

In a situation as if an earthquake had occurred, seeing them bounced up from the floor and floating in mid-air, Tarkan immediately launched a follow-up attack.

 

“Giant Tree Splitter!!!”

 

Kwaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

 

Since it was an attack launched in mid-air rather than on the ground, its power was certainly reduced, but even that was a disaster for the players floating in the air.

 

“Kruuuup!!!”

 

“Damn, what kind of power is this!!!”

 

“Shit! My armor! I just got it fitted recently!”

 

Most players caught in the attack suffered major damage or irreparable damage to their armor, weapons, and such.

 

Nevertheless, the players were relieved.

 

“That guy seems weaker than what we saw on the broadcast?”

 

“If it had been broadcast level, most would have died from this single strike. But most survived. What that means is simple. No matter how monstrous Shin-hyeok Choi is, it’s impossible for him to command such an existence in its original state.”

 

“Good, let’s give it a try.”

 

“Ah, this is just a ‘temporary alliance’.”

 

Because Tarkan’s strength was clearly different compared to what they had seen on the broadcast.

 

Of course, even that was annoyingly strong, requiring about fifty elite Attack Faction players to gang up on him, but they raised their fighting spirit at the fact that it was still manageable.

 

However, they had momentarily forgotten.

 

“Eagle’s eyes, deer’s legs, wind’s embrace, earth’s sprint.”

 

Chwahaaaaaaaak!

 

Shamanic magic bloomed and was engraved on the demons’ bodies.

 

“Blessing of the Earth Mother.”

 

Whoooooooosh!

 

The blessing that began from the earth climbed up through the bodies of the monsters.

 

When all of this was finished.

 

The players were able to face them.

 

-Grrrrrrrr….

 

-Krwaaaaar!

 

-Kueeeeek!

 

“…Don’t fucking mess with me.”

 

“They say one skilled buffer can do the work of dozens, but this is a bit too much….”

 

“When fighting Shin-hyeok Choi, it was 1-on-1 so I didn’t know, but it was this much?”

 

“…Ha, even a Diamond-rank warrior would struggle, and now we have to face hundreds of monsters enhanced by a Diamond-rank shaman’s spells?”

 

“At this point, would it be acceptable to run away?”

 

“If running away would solve it, I’d want to run too, damn it.”

 

Hundreds of monsters enhanced by a Diamond-rank shaman’s spells.

 

Looking at them with blood-red eyes gleaming as they stared, drooling from their mouths and growling, the players sighed and charged forward.

 

* * *

 

Sgeogeogeogeogeok! Kwaaaaaaang! Kwaddddddeuk! Udddddeuk! Beoeoeoeoeoeng!

 

Various battle sounds echoed colorfully throughout the Demon King’s Castle.

 

Just hearing these sounds was more than enough to realize how urgent, fierce, and explosive the battle unfolding inside the Demon King’s Castle was.

 

Hundreds of monsters.

 

The spells enhancing them.

 

But what truly dominated this battlefield was not them.

 

“Fuck! Someone try to stop that damn orc bastard!”

 

“If you don’t like it, you stop him- Kkeuk!”

 

“Damn, another one went to the Lord’s side. Call the next vanguard!”

 

“Son of a bitch. That’s supposed to be weakened? Then how the hell did that crazy bastard Shin-hyeok Choi beat him when he was intact?”

 

Tarkan.

 

It was just one Black Orc with that name.

 

Shabby appearance beyond compare.

 

A crude glaive.

 

But as if that was enough, Tarkan slaughtered the players like a wolf among sheep.

 

To be precise, it wasn’t slaughter but crushing, but anyway, the fact that he delivered death to the players was the same, so it wasn’t a big problem.

 

Though Tarkan had been grinding through the players whether by slaughter or crushing, the players managed to pull it off.

 

“Damn orc bastard.”

 

“I didn’t like that guy from the broadcast.”

 

“…? Are you perhaps a fucking racist discriminating by skin color?”

 

“Shut up.”

 

“Yes sir.”

 

The hundreds of monsters were completely annihilated.

 

Tarkan, left alone, was surrounded by about twenty players.

 

Of course, the condition of the surviving players wasn’t great either, but it was nothing compared to Tarkan.

 

The luster had completely died from his obsidian-like black skin, and blood was flowing steadily from countless large and small wounds.

 

Nevertheless, the fact that he didn’t collapse showed Tarkan’s transcendent will, mental strength, and physical body, but the battle situation was already pointing to Tarkan’s defeat.

 

“Orc. Do you have anything to say as a loser?”

 

“A loser… That’s truly the nickname that suits me best. But isn’t it ridiculous? A flock of sheep that fears even such a loser dares to ask me such a question.”

 

“…Kuk! Shut up! You lost anyway. If you want to die comfortably, quietly offer your neck. It doesn’t matter anyway since you don’t seem to die either, right?”

 

At Dong-pyeong Hong’s words as he stepped forward to capture Tarkan as safely as possible, Tarkan realized something and let out a hollow laugh.

 

“…Ah, that’s right. This place was still such a place. Exemption from death. What a sweet story indeed. But unfortunately, I’m not a being bound by the rules of this dimension. I can’t easily offer my neck.”

 

“What are you talking about? Speak so we can understand.”

 

“I was saying there’s nothing more to tell a frog trapped in a well. Phew, well, thanks to that I’ve recovered some stamina and fighting spirit, so it’s enough payment for playing along. Now, let’s go again.”

 

“This crazy bastard… Kill him! He’s already shown the bottom of his strength and energy anyway!”

 

Still death exemption.

 

Realizing that the players before his eyes were wearing what the dimensions belonging to the Integrated League called ‘beginner tags’.

 

The moment Tarkan, who once again felt that Shin Hyeok who had become his master was beyond specifications, gripped his glaive again.

 

“Sorry, but that won’t work. Retainers aren’t bound by the rules of their respective dimensions, so it becomes troublesome if they die.”

 

“…What?”

 

“Shin-hyeok Choi….”

 

“Why, why is he coming in from outside?”

 

“Wasn’t he supposed to be at the top of the Demon King’s Castle?”

 

“Damn, were we just being played by Chain Scythe Jenny…!”

 

“Though she was too burly to be Chain Scythe Jenny….”

 

“The fact that we’re fucked remains the same.”

 

The rear of the Demon King’s Castle.

 

At Shin Hyeok’s voice walking step by step through the door they had opened and entered, the players’ heads whipped around as if they might break.

 

Surely the opponent was the Demon King.

 

Then shouldn’t he be sitting on the throne located at the top of the Demon King’s Castle, welcoming the hero party that came to find him with ‘Hoho, I’ve been waiting.’

 

When the players’ faces contorted at the bizarre sight of such a being appearing from behind them.

 

“…You went to clean up the Peripheral Faction.”

 

“Right.”

 

“Cowardly using diversionary tactics….”

 

“Unfortunately, I was just staying still, but you guys were the ones making all the noise?”

 

“…Damn.”

 

Dong-pyeong Hong, who figured out why Shin Hyeok came from outside, bit his lips and trembled.

 

‘It’s over. Him coming means the Peripheral Faction is annihilated. The Attack Faction players are at most about twenty people. Even then, their condition isn’t good. The answer is already out.’

 

He thought he had overcome all adversity and hardship.

 

But the real adversity and hardship was looking at him intact right before his eyes, so Dong-pyeong Hong walked forward with a resolute face.

 

Making full use of his commander’s advantage to preserve most of his stamina and mana, when he walked out in neat appearance, Shin Hyeok tilted his head.

 

“What?”

 

“I request a 1-on-1. Since the outcome of the Integrated Gold League seems decided anyway, let me die fighting honorably.”

 

“Hmm.”

 

Dong-pyeong Hong’s 1-on-1 proposal.

 

Since defeat was already confirmed and there was nothing to gain, he thought to fight Shin Hyeok 1-on-1 and lose honorably(?) to pick up even scraps.

 

To this, Shin Hyeok answered with a serious face.

 

“Our Dong-pyeong Hong. Absolutely not World Class.”

 

“…What?”

 

“Don’t think about having a 1-on-1 with me without knowing your place. Being matched 1-on-1 with you itself is an insult and shame to me.”

 

“Th, th, th, this!!!”

 

A single sentence that brutally shattered everything about Dong-pyeong Hong.

 

Cruelty that didn’t allow even the last scraps.

 

But when he couldn’t even refute it and only curse words close to groans were stuck in his throat, Dong-pyeong Hong’s face turned bright red.

 

“Farewell. You ordinary people who merely played in the Demon King’s Castle without me.”

 

“W, wait…!”

 

Crack!

 

Shin Hyeok clenched his fist to pronounce their end.

 

The moment Dong-pyeong Hong and other players who saw this realized Shin Hyeok’s intention and desperately tried to defend, attack, persuade, plead, etc.

 

“Heaven Destroying Collapse Fist.”

 

“…!!!”

 

Kwaaaaaaaaang!!!

 

Heaven Destroying Collapse Fist.

 

The fist imbued with the Peng bird that destroys the Sky delivered their end.

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