Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 700

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 170
56. You Go to Valhalla (3)
Even while the skirmish in the neutral zone raged on, Xmaster never forgot to check his main base periodically.
‘They’ve entered the Fourth Age.’
Joseon advancing to the Fourth Age was completely unexpected.
I couldn’t even begin to guess why.
But he realized it during the all-out battle in the neutral zone.
‘Mounted Archers?’
Joseon had deployed Mounted Archers, not the Gakgung.
Gakgung has many more constraints and less versatility compared to Mounted Archers.
It’s more advantageous to shake the enemy formation using the mobility of Mounted Archers.
Or alternatively, choosing neither and simply overwhelming with numbers is the standard approach.
Yet Cookie chose Gakgung instead.
And he advanced to the Fourth Age.
Xmaster immediately grasped what this meant.
‘Chataemeen.’
Chataemeen synergizes exceptionally well with Gakgung.
His ranged attacks dealt damage proportional to distance.
Joseon’s sniper-like arrow-firing ability was like giving Chataemeen wings to such capabilities.
‘I need to find him as quickly as possible.’
Xmaster’s eyes swept across his main base with sharp intensity.
‘One Worker. One Soldier.’
Two casualties had appeared in the main base where casualties should have been impossible.
‘He’s here.’
Chataemeen had infiltrated.
And he was skilled at it too.
The fact that he’d killed two after breaching the main base meant he’d changed his Disguise twice.
The enemy main base wasn’t constructed in a way he was familiar with, making it unfamiliar territory.
There weren’t many who could be this bold, kill two, and casually move about in such a place.
‘This is no ordinary player.’
It made sense—they’d selected just one out of 200 Joseon Soldiers to send.
‘Where are you?’
Xmaster lowered his position slightly.
The situation in the main base became more visible.
Finding him with the naked eye was still difficult.
But—
‘Either way, where Chataemeen heads is predetermined.’
If Chataemeen infiltrates the main base, his objective is singular.
[Laboratory]
He would enter the research facility and steal the Viking’s research—their faction.
If they steal it here and flee to the main base, that faction becomes Joseon’s.
This is Joseon’s one trump card in the Fourth Age.
The real reason why Joseon’s Fourth Age is so terrifying.
‘There he is.’
There’s one who appears to have escaped from the research facility.
That bastard wearing a Viking warrior’s face without a care.
He’s completely unaware, but from up here, he’s clearly moving along a strange route.
Xmaster tried dragging him with his cursor and issuing commands.
But there was still no response.
Of course not. He couldn’t see the Viking Commander’s orders.
Xmaster immediately issued commands to those standing nearby.
[Attack]

* * *
“Hey. Chad. You’re telling me to attack him?”
The Vikings weren’t sharing all situations with their commander.
Those not seeing the bigger picture had only a faint awareness of Chataemeen.
They didn’t know this was the timing for him to come in.
So it would seem strange that an attack order suddenly fell on their ally’s head.
Of course, the command came down again shortly after.
[It’s Chataemeen]
Whoosh—
But Chad’s hands moved faster.
The gakgung was drawn from his waist like lightning, and its bowstring trembled three times.
Wind-torn trajectories were drawn in three directions.
“!?”
There was no time to raise shields or react.
Three arrows, one each, lodged into the heads of three Vikings who had been standing farther away from him.
Thud!
Thanks to distance-proportional damage, all three died instantly without concentrated faction support.
Whoooosh!
The three dead began burning with white light.
They would revive soon.
But there was a delay.
‘Three down.’
I quickly shift my gaze to the remaining two.
The two Vikings were flustered.
“Damn it!?”
“What!?”
Even though the commander’s order “It’s Chataemeen” had come down, they couldn’t see it.
But now I could no longer avoid understanding the situation.
That thug was a Chataemeen.
“I’ll rush in and cut off his escape.”
One of the Vikings activated ‘Battle Frenzy’ and charged forward.
Crash──
Almond reacted to that rapid charge and dodged, but.
“!”
The target was the bow all along.
Clang…!
The Gakgung was knocked away and tumbled across the ground.
The moment Almond’s attention turned with the bow, the Viking who hadn’t charged yet finally made his move.
He believed it was the perfect opportunity.
Whoooosh──!
One Viking’s blade strike cleanly cut through Almond’s afterimage.
That’s right. An afterimage.
“!?”
A Chataemeen’s agility is roughly 20% higher than that of ordinary soldiers.
When this 20% agility advantage becomes visible in real combat, and when someone who can utilize this stat to its fullest applies it─
“Ugh!”
──Whoooosh!
──it results in death for the opponent.
Red blood scattered as another Viking fell from the blade strike.
It was the sword Almond had taken from Chad.
His combat ability was formidable, but Almond’s expression wasn’t pleased.
‘They’ll revive again.’
I’d killed four out of five.
“Round 2, you bastard.”
The three who had died stood up and slung axes over their shoulders.
There were five Vikings on the field again.
‘This is a headache.’
No matter how much I was buffed by the Chataemeen enhancement, I couldn’t handle Vikings with my bow knocked away and only a sword against enemies who revived.
And if I tried to flee, I’d get caught by the Battle Frenzy faction and have my skull split open.
“You’re not getting out of here.”
Almond didn’t take that statement as mere bluster.
Until now I’d managed through ambush and instinct, but if I clashed swords with these Vikings from here on, that statement would become reality.
The situation wasn’t in my favor either.
I had to kill all of them and return to the Joseon main camp, but all they needed to do was prevent me from reaching Joseon.
“!”
Whoosh!
One Viking flew forward wielding a massive axe.
Clang!
I parried with my sword, but my hand trembled—not from the blade slipping, but from the sheer force.
The physics engine had faithfully rendered the axe’s weight.
Almond knew this, of course.
‘!?’
Yet he couldn’t dismiss this tremor as merely the reverberation from impact.
In that instant, a starkly white coat flashed across my vision.
「Daily activities may be possible, but as a competitor…」
Thump.
My heart lurched violently.
I swung my sword again to deflect the incoming assault.
Clang!
Crash!
I felt my focus slipping away.
My sword began to look like two blades.
Or perhaps it actually was two.
‘If this continues…’
The next attack would slip through my guard, and the other Vikings had already positioned themselves on all sides, ready to close in.
My feet retreated step by step.
Snap.
I bit my lip again, forcing my concentration to sharpen.
I could sense it.
The coordinated assault from the Vikings closing in from both angles.
I felt the rhythm of their movements.
‘Behind.’
Whoosh!
Instead of blocking, I ducked low, letting the attack from behind pass over me.
I rolled right, evading another overhead strike that followed.
‘What—’
As if waiting for this moment, an axe flew toward me.
Whirrrr!
The expanding axe filled my widening eyes.
‘There’s no angle to—’
Is this the end?
If I can’t claim Valhalla, Joseon will struggle to win this game.
──Clang!
“!?”
The flying axe suddenly veered off course, landing just beside my head.
And something else fell in front of me, rolling across the ground.
‘An arrow…?’
An arrow so short it could be mistaken for a broken one.
A bodkin point.
Clop clop! Clop clop!
A strange sound echoed through his ears pressed against the ground.
The sound of hoofbeats.
In this game, only two beings rode horses.
Coffee and Bread.
Bread had participated in the all-out battle.
‘Coffee!?’
It was Coffee.
He had ridden up on horseback and fired a bodkin arrow.
‘A bodkin arrow while riding a horse?’
Almond was shocked.
Cookie had clearly said that riding a horse while firing bodkin arrows couldn’t improve accuracy.
Yet it was working.

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Coffee himself was so startled he cursed aloud.
“Gasp… huff… damn… damn it… is this right!? I was trying to hit the Viking.”
It was too urgent and the distance was too far, so he fired a bodkin arrow.
He had aimed to hit the Viking, but instead only hit the axe the Viking had thrown.
Yet that turned out to be far more effective.
“Insane. This is my lucky day.”
Coffee muttered this to himself, then immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.
“What are you doing!? Get up now!”
Coffee had dealt with the Vikings who were turning back and arrived at Almond’s position first.
His body was already drenched in blood.
Without the Assistant Commander’s additional health, he would have already been dead.
In that state, he fired a bodkin arrow from horseback and intercepted the axe.
Almond bounced off the ground as if launched and quickly regained his stance.
Though the distance was considerable, the two exchanged glances.
Coffee shouted with vigor.
“Okay! Let’s go!”
Grrrk─
He drew his bowstring again.
Almond exerted his concentration once more, exchanging sword strikes with the Vikings, while Coffee fired arrows through the gaps.
──Whoosh!
One Viking fell.
Coffee drew his bowstring again, and Almond dealt with another through sword strikes.
In the meantime, an arrow embedded itself in another Viking’s torso, and he fell.
Since they had already died once and been resurrected, there was no need to aim for their heads.
“Niiiiice shot!”
Coffee cried out and continued galloping on his horse.
And his bowstring never rested.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The Vikings fell mercilessly, their resurrection ability rendered meaningless.
The number of Vikings that Almond had to face dwindled steadily.
Clop! Clop!
After that, Coffee no longer fired arrows, instead urging his horse forward with fierce determination.
‘More are coming.’
Even though the Vikings currently visible were nearly eliminated, the castle gate was opening in the distance.
New Vikings would come charging.
‘If I keep riding the horse like this, it’s dangerous.’
If they charged forward while continuously activating the Berserker Faction, I couldn’t feel safe about the horse.
‘What if Almond rides the horse and shoots arrows?’
Coffee, befitting an Assistant Commander, visualized the scenario while galloping.
If Almond only fired arrows from behind the horse, I could definitely eliminate them all before being caught.
Yes, that would be perfect.
“Almond!!!”
He leaned his body as he rode, extending his hand.
“Coffee…!”
Almond grasped his hand with the most relieved expression in the world.
─Thud!
Their hands connected, and Almond was pulled up onto the horse in one swift motion.
‘Huh…?’
At that moment, Coffee sensed something.
‘What is it.’
He didn’t immediately know what it was.
Eeeeeeeee…!
Coffee quickly turned the horse’s head and redirected toward Joseon.
“Chaaaarge!”
The Vikings came charging with terrifying momentum.
The Berserker Faction might have been activated.
The speed was so tremendous it seemed like a martial arts novel.
‘Damn it.’
After the Third Age, the Berserker Faction had a property where it scaled with the speed of the pursued target, so when riding a horse, they would chase much faster.
Almond urged him on.
“What are you doing? Aren’t we going?”
Coffee handed the bow to Almond.
“First, listen to this.”
First?
With those words, Coffee suddenly leaps down from his horse.
Thud—
“Did I ever tell you?”
He turns around to face the Vikings.
“My goal is to win the championship too.”
“?”
Almond hears this for the first time.
“Thanks for telling me instead.”
I envied you.
Coffee chuckles softly and slaps the horse’s rear.
Neeeeiiiigh!
The horse rears wildly and gallops away.
The distance between Almond and Coffee grows wider.
The distance between the Vikings and Coffee grows closer.
Coffee slowly brings his hand to his lips and blows a whistle.
Whiiiiii—!
[Release Bird]
The bird illuminates his vision.
He traces a path with his hand.
The path Almond must take.
And he gazes at the path he must take.
The complete opposite direction.
Where the Vikings are rushing toward.
‘The Berserker faction reflects the movement speed of the nearest enemy.’
If I stand here, they won’t chase the horse—they’ll chase me.
The Berserker faction will activate toward me standing still.
They can no longer pursue Almond on horseback.
If I buy time here, it will be far more advantageous.
‘Three seconds. Just three seconds and… it’s perfect.’
Shing.
He draws his sword.
Coffee stares at his trembling hands and grits his teeth.
‘Have I always fought with such an arm…?’
The sensation of clasping hands with Almond returns to me.
Crunch.
He grips the sword even tighter.
This sword belongs to the Commander.

* * *
All-out battle in the neutral zone.
A clash where the elite of all Vikings and the elite of all Joseon poured their full strength.
In that final struggle for the remaining resources, Joseon’s lines crumbled completely.
Jesse’s colossal blade severed Bread’s neck.
──Shhwaaaaaack!
“The Bandit Leader is deaaaaaaad!!!”
The Vikings roared.
The Bandit Leader was dead.
That’s right.
This was a death that couldn’t even be reversed with resources.
The moment the war’s outcome was sealed.
Joseon’s defeat.
“Roooooaaaaaarrrrr!!!”
And simultaneously, the Vikings’ victory.
Shhwack!
Massive wings unfurled behind Jesse, radiating light and overwhelming force.
The Vikings’ morale surged toward the heavens.
“Waaaaaaaaaa!!”
“A glorious victory!!!”
Countless Viking feet trampled over Bread and the Joseon Swordsmen’s corpses as they advanced.
But then─
“Wh…!?”
Uuuuuuung…!
Pure white light erupted from the blackened earth.
That light gently enveloped the trampled bodies as it blazed upward.
‘What is this?’
Unbelievable text appeared in Bread’s vision.
[Valhalla]
She rose from the bloodstained armor tomb.
Brushing back her crimson-stained hair, she drew her blade.
Uuuuuung…!
The entire earth was bathed in white light.
Countless soldiers rose again from death, radiating halos of divine power.
Sling!
Bread drew her sword.
“All forces!!!”
The Commander’s blade.
That blade pointed toward the Vikings who stood dazed, turning back in confusion.
“Chaaaaaaaaaaarge!!!”

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