Genius Blacksmith’s Game - Chapter 301

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The Genius Blacksmith’s Game
The Great Atlas Battle (Part 2) (2)
Lorander, the God of PvP, was one of the hottest figures heading into the Great Atlas battle.
There were several reasons, but the biggest was his mouth.
Lorander had declared publicly before millions of subscribers.
“Hyeon? I’ll kill him the moment the Great Atlas battle starts. A blacksmith bastard fighting is a joke anyway.”
In truth, Lorander’s PvP ability was a crane among chickens.
At least in a one-on-one duel, there was no one who could defeat him.
Skills, Artifacts, class—everything was optimized for combat tailored solely to one-on-one encounters.
And his actual skill was formidable.
Though rare, experts who compared the few hidden videos of world-ranked first Bahala with Lorander’s footage claimed that Lorander would never fall short to Bahala in PvP alone.
This Lorander had declared that he would kill Master Craftsman Hyeon the moment the Great Atlas battle began.
Thus he was drawing attention in the Great Atlas battle.
People were curious.
‘Can Lorander really catch Hyeon within a minute?’
Moreover, Lorander had reached one certainty.
“Hyeon did indeed shine in the Continental War. But the Twin Dragon Sword was forged during that war, and it merely demonstrated power suited to those circumstances.”
Lorander’s analysis was excellent too.
He had anticipated what Hyeon-su would use—the “pull”—and completed all calculations in a mere 0.2 seconds.
[100-Ton Downstrike.]
[Strike the enemy with 1,540% power output.]
Screeeech—
Lorander, lost in such jubilant thoughts, was shocked as Hyeon-su’s blade cut him.
Surely Hyeon-su had merely slashed lightly.
In that instant.
Screeeeeech—!
The severed portion revealed a clean cross-section as Lorander’s body was bisected.
‘What… what is this?’
One attack permitted.
Then he would deliver overwhelming power to defeat User Hyeon-su.
Lorander had viewed all of this as an opportunity.
A chance to become the hero of the Coalition Forces!
If Hyeon-su died, the Great Atlas battle would essentially be over.
But the damage from one hit was preposterous.
[You have taken 431,181 damage.]
A damage notification he had never heard before.
And Hyeon-su, laughing coldly, had read this entire flow.
The five peaks were quite cautious individuals.
Conversely, the God of PvP Lorander was hot-blooded and repeated the same words like a parrot through his broadcasts, making him predictable.
Extreme Blade was a Passive Skill—but how had he prepared for it?
The answer lay in a single power within Gremory’s ring.
(Gremory’s Authority)
Active Skill
Mana Cost: 1,000
Cooldown: 30 minutes
Effect:
·You may borrow the power of one of the 22 Legions’ commanders.
·However, only one of the 22 Legions commanders’ powers can be used, and once selected, it cannot be changed for 3 months.
You could borrow the power of the 22 Legions commanders and select one.
‘But it cannot be changed for 3 months.’
Hyeon-su had spent a long time deliberating, examining the powers of the 22 Legions commanders.
And he had made his decision.
‘I choose Alpuo’s power.’
Alpuo—for him, the concept of a ‘Passive’ skill did not exist.
Everything operated under the concept of Active Skills.
He possessed the power to convert Passive skills into Active ones.
However.
[You may convert one Passive Skill into an Active Skill for use.]
[You have selected Extremity.]
[The rank of Extremity is too high.]
[You can trigger the Passive Skill Extremity instantly only once every 10 months.]
He was restricted to triggering Extremity only once every 10 months.
But he could think of it this way.
‘An Extremity that might trigger once in thousands of attempts—and I can trigger it instantly once every 10 months?’
Hyeon-su was certain he had made the optimal choice.
With an Extremity granted once every 10 months, he could hunt Named NPCs that others could not.
A prime example stood before him.
Hyeon-su could not guarantee victory against Lorander, the God of PvP.
He had no choice but to acknowledge how formidable he was.
“…The God of PvP is rather pathetic, isn’t he?”
“…!?”
Lorander had boasted of demonstrating what power the God of PvP possessed.
Yet he crumbled to ash and vanished.
-Lo, Lorander, logged out in a single strike!
“…How did he defeat Lorander?”
“This is impossible.”
“Waaaaaaaa!”
The morale of the Atlas Army pierced the heavens.
The five apex rankers who witnessed Lorander’s pathetic death, along with the eight hundred other rankers, their eyes blazed with transformation.
“We engage with full force.”
“They unleash their ultimate skills without holding back.”
The reason the 2nd Legion led with the 1st Legion was simple.
The 2nd Legion was inherently powerful and represented the concentrated essence of those maintaining the highest tier.
The world’s elite Users had no desire to display their full strength before the masses.
It was only natural.
When someone eventually became an enemy, they would analyze and devise strategies against them through those recordings.
But now the situation had changed.
“They all wagered half their entire fortunes, didn’t they?”
They had bet on the Coalition Forces’ victory in the Atlas betting pools.
With 700 remaining from the original 800, the Coalition Forces unleashed every ultimate skill they possessed….
The ultimate skills of top rankers were virtually impossible to resist.
Moreover, the Coalition Forces held overwhelming superiority in raw power.
“Imperial Dragon’s Roar!”
“Blizzard.”
“Charge Ceremony!”
The ultimate skills unleashed by seven hundred elite warriors created a magnificent spectacle.
It would be etched into Ares history as a sight never to be witnessed again.
Though high-ranker skills appeared identical, their base damage operated on an entirely different scale.
As they committed their full power, the twenty thousand Atlas soldiers began to be swept away.
Whoooooosh—!
“…!?”
The elite players also focused their attacks intensely on Bon, commander of the Black Wind Squad.
“Should we let him reach the Lord!?”
Musashi, Japan’s apex player, marveled at the sight.
Like that general from before who wielded the Twin Dragon Sword.
‘Why…?’
Musashi posed the question to himself.
In truth, Musashi’s guild was a faction subjugated by his power and authority.
Should anyone emerge stronger than him, they would leave without hesitation.
Yet those who grew stronger than Hyeon and wielded greater power continued to call out to him.
After a grueling battle with Kali’s assistance, Musashi succeeded in bringing down Bon.
[Bon, commander of the Black Wind Squad, falls in battle.]
‘It’s over!’
With Bon’s fall, the Atlas Army rapidly collapsed.
Those pushed back before the Lord’s Castle desperately tried to hold their ground.
Coalition Commander Kali rejoiced.
“There were no surprises.”
To be honest, Kali was astonished.
Facing three thousand of the world’s elite. An achievement accomplished by a single User.
‘You surpass me.’
Even if one asked whether Kali could assemble such a force in merely four months, the answer would have to be no.
In truth, even one-fifth would prove impossible.
‘Which is precisely why today must mark his collapse.’
Perhaps it was fortunate. After Hyeon’s defeat in the Great Atlas battle, a rapid cascade of destruction would follow.
By revealing command of such a vast army to the world, I had essentially suggested the greatest possibility of becoming king.
Yet the one who possessed the greatest possibility of becoming king.
Inevitably becomes the target of the most.
Yes, if Hyeon falls, his kingdom crumbles.
[18,000 Atlas Army soldiers have fallen!]
[123 Coalition Forces soldiers have fallen!]
Screeeech—
Whoooosh—
Gahhhhh—
“We cannot enter through the Castle Gate!”
The remaining Coalition Forces numbered roughly five hundred.
The problem lay in their average level reaching the 480s.
Though not possessing the strength of Named NPCs at the same level, they wielded power equivalent to quasi-Named grade.
They could easily cut down even exceptionally skilled Knights.
In such circumstances, the enemy forces had dwindled to a mere two thousand.
“I will not let a single one through….”
“Shut up.”
Whoooosh—
Kali and the five apex rankers ascended the Stairs, mercilessly slaughtering all who stood in their path.
One soldier desperately grasped at the ankles of the apex rankers.
Screeeech—
He was cut down without hesitation.
“You must not enter this place!!!!”
Another Knight blocking the way was slammed into the ground by Kali.
Booooom—
The Knight, thrown from his back, could only gasp in agony, unable to even scream properly.
Kali and the five apex rankers ascended the Stairs and finally entered the Lord’s Castle.
‘Now only fifteen hundred remain.’
Such a mere fifteen hundred could never hope to stop them.
Thus Hyeon’s defeat was now absolute….
“I said not to enter?”
“…?”
Kali’s expression shifted to bewilderment.
The Knight embedded in the ground.
From his words, spoken despite his inability to scream properly, I sensed something amiss.
‘Why was he so desperate?’
They clung to him with such desperate ferocity.
Was it because they couldn’t enter the castle?
‘No, had they feigned defeat to lure us inside the castle?’
The image of hundreds of desperate soldiers flashed through my mind.
“…Did Atlas not know?”
Kali swallowed hard.
“What are you talking about?”
“That twenty thousand soldiers would be swept away if we unleashed our full power in a coordinated assault.”
“Well, of course….”
Musashi fell silent.
The others might not have realized it.
They might have believed that with numerical superiority alone, they could win at this level.
But the Lord, Hyeon-su, was different.
At the very least, he was a man of exceptional ability in reading the battlefield.
A memory flashed—during the Continental War, a single arrow fired from a great distance had killed Zhuge, the head of China, in one strike.
They looked around.
The passage leading into the Lord’s Castle.
Before them, fifteen hundred Atlas soldiers gripped their weapons, their eyes fixed on the rankers.
Whoosh, whoosh.
The eyes of the five peaks darted about.
The most critical target was nowhere to be seen. Then he appeared—from behind the rankers.
Whoooosh—
The Lord descended in an instant, cutting off their retreat.
And ahead, another fifteen hundred Atlas soldiers.
A sharp whistle.
Kali laughed despite himself.
The strategy was clear. They meant to annihilate them in the center.
Such a tactic was only possible when the enemy possessed overwhelming power.
But it was they who possessed overwhelming power now, so the situation remained unchanged.
All five peaks thought simultaneously.
‘Coordination.’
‘Master Craftsman Hyeon’s coordination and gathering technique, the subtle art of bisecting with a single stroke.’
‘He will use that power—the one that cleaved hundreds in two during the Continental War.’
They prepared their defenses.
As expected, Hyeon-su moved the Twin Dragon Swords.
“Gather.”
“Now!”
The five peaks each activated their skills in their own ways.
Musashi leaped skyward with a sharp cry, while Kali dramatically amplified his defensive power.
Mio drew her bowstring—empty of arrows—and fired the ‘Arrow of Nullification’ to attempt to disrupt the gathering technique.
Cassandra donned the cloak renowned for its infinite defense in a heartbeat.
Yet nothing happened.
“A lie.”
“…?”
“…?”
“…?”
Every skill possesses a cooldown period.
The five hundred high-rankers, so extraordinarily skilled, had simultaneously activated their counterattack abilities in preparation.
And Hyeon-su had no intention of squandering this opportunity.
I seize my enemy with a power they do not comprehend.
“Fenrir.”
“…?”
“…?”
“…?”
“Charge.”
Kuwhaaaaaang—!
The castle’s ceiling shatters.
A colossal shadow descended from the falling debris, engulfing the five hundred rankers below.
An imposing height of eleven meters.
A presence weighing over ten tons.
The moment the king of all wolves struck the ground.
Kuwhaaaaaang—!
The shockwave consumed the rankers.
[Fenrir tramples everything!]
[Those trampled suffer 250% additional damage.]
[Splash damage activates.]
[Those within a 4-meter radius suffer 250% additional damage!]
With each trampling, the rankers’ armor shattered into fragments.
“Gaaahhhhh!”
“Kughhhh!”
What proved even more devastating was that those untouched still suffered damage from the splash effect of others being trampled.
[1 second.]
[2 seconds.]
[3 seconds.]
The rankers thrashed desperately to escape Fenrir’s attack radius.
Musashi managed to break free with only 50% of his HP remaining.
Musashi was of the Ninja class.
Possessing the same essence as an Assassin, he could not endure within that maelstrom.
‘Had I not escaped, death would have claimed me. Fortunate to have survived….’
Musashi’s expression hardened as he emerged into the open air.
“….”
Hyeon-su stood waiting for me in a stance as if gripping a baseball bat.
Hyeon-su swung the Twin Dragon Sword with all his might.
Screeeeeeeech—
Musashi’s landing destination.
“You bastard!!!!”
It was within Fenrir’s attack range.

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