I Got an Ex-Class Omnipotent System - Chapter 87

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Chapter 87
87: The Calamity of D-rank (4)
Whup-whup-whup-whup-whup-whup-whup.
The Stag Beetle Warrior Bruton, emitting a sound like a helicopter, soared through the air while cradling both Dohyun and Jiyuchan in his arms.
From the state of the ground below, the formation had been completely shattered by the tremendous shockwave, but through the dust and debris, multiple flashes of light erupted, allowing me to discern that combat was still ongoing.
The Deathworm had not yet burrowed underground.
This was undoubtedly a critical juncture in the strategy.
And since Bruton understood this well, he spoke while looking at Dohyun and Jiyuchan.
“It hasn’t gone underground yet. Perhaps….”
As his words trailed off, Dohyun continued.
“It’s searching for me.”
“Precisely.”
Bruton could not deny Dohyun’s words. Because they were accurate.
Right now, the Deathworm was searching for Jiyuchan, who had wounded it—or rather, for Dohyun first. Since Bruton belonged to the Coleon, a race akin to insects like the Deathworm, he sensed it very clearly.
The Deathworm’s wrath was directed entirely at Dohyun.
But he could not bring himself to voice what came next.
How could he speak of strategy while knowing it would lead to certain death? Bruton was a formidable warrior, but no brilliant commander, so he hesitated over those words.
For everyone, life was precious.
But.
“Alright. I’ll serve as bait, so let me go.”
“You….”
At Dohyun’s words, Bruton could not bring himself to stop him further.
In all honesty, if Dohyun became the bait, it would make things easier—that much was true. And Bruton harbored the shallow thought of what if Jiyuchan tried to stop him, which wounded his pride as a warrior.
Rather than carving a path forward through his own strength as a warrior, he was allowing another to help, and worse, to volunteer as bait.
Such anguish welled up within him.
“Fine. Dohyun, go quickly.”
“Right, I should go. You know what to do?”
“…?”
At the exchange between Dohyun and Jiyuchan, even the warrior Bruton found himself momentarily wondering if Jiyuchan was a psychopath.
How could he tell his comrade to go quickly when that comrade was about to become bait?
Bruton thought the man was truly deranged, yet Dohyun accepted it readily and issued another command as if assigning a task, and Jiyuchan nodded in agreement.
The unbreakable trust between them left Bruton speechless.
He wondered how they could trust each other to such an extent.
“What kind of party is this, really….”
Could he himself ever trust a comrade to such a degree?
Could he possess the faith to send a comrade into what was undoubtedly certain death and believe they would return alive?
No. Bruton could not.
That was why he could never become a brilliant commander.
Yet it was precisely for this reason that Bruton could easily recognize one who could become a brilliant commander.
Dohyun was that one who could become a brilliant commander.
Bruton’s eyes gleamed as he watched, and he spoke.
“Your name is Dohyun, correct?”
Dohyun momentarily forgot he was concealing his identity and answered affirmatively.
“Yeah.”
“Then could you take command of the Attack Party?”
“What?”
“From what I observed earlier, you seem capable of emitting ultrasonic waves like the Krsha Tribe. If you channel just a bit of mana into it, everyone will be able to hear your commands.”
In truth, it was something I could already do.
After all, I’d been issuing orders to Jiyuchan and Hanalin in exactly that manner.
Yet here was Bruton, suddenly appointed as the Attack Party commander, making such a request—it was bewildering.
But Bruton simply waited for Dohyun’s permission, and Dohyun smiled wryly before speaking.
“Then we’ll finish this considerably faster.”
At those confident and assured words, Bruton nodded immediately and sprang into action.
Seeing him draw in a deep breath, Dohyun and Jiyuchan protected their ears, and suddenly a tremendous roar erupted from Bruton’s throat.
“Everyone———!!! Follow the commands of this human, not me—————!!!”
Rather than resistance, Bruton’s proclamation was met with scattered acknowledgments from all around.
For Dohyun, who wielded ultrasonic waves, the sound was perfectly clear, and he couldn’t help but chuckle. Bruton immediately turned to him and asked.
“What should we do now?”
Without the slightest hesitation, Dohyun began to speak.
“First….”
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After the Deathworm crashed across the center of the Battlefield, the massive cloud of dust it kicked up was gradually settling. Countless spells and techniques rained down upon the Deathworm, yet not a single attack dealt any clear damage.
‘How in the world did those humans manage it….’
‘They said they combined their attacks, but the fact that each of them dealt that much power individually is absurd.’
‘Now that I’ve struck the scales directly, I understand. Those humans are monsters too.’
‘My attacks don’t even leave a scratch.’
As the Deathworm leaped upward, a sense of awe naturally bloomed toward the Dohyun Party, who had inflicted such damage through their combined assault.
Naturally, it was at that moment when Bruton’s voice rang out once more.
“Everyone———!!! Follow the commands of this human, not me—————!!!”
The command of Attack Party commander Bruton.
Normally, these weren’t even a true Attack Party, and the various Heterogeneous Beings gathered here would never have unified under such an order, yet all of them found themselves nodding in agreement.
A small hope blossomed—that if they followed the commands of a skilled Party like the Dohyun Party, perhaps they could actually defeat the Deathworm.
Because of that glimmer of hope, there was no resistance.
Rather, some even voiced their approval enthusiastically.
“Bruton!!! He seems even better than you from the start!!!”
“Excellent!!! Bruton!!!”
“We can trust his words!!!”
“I couldn’t even leave a scratch, but a warrior who dealt wounds like that is someone I can believe in!!!”
The Party Leaders gathered here cried out in unison. Just as the dust was beginning to clear, the Deathworm’s crimson eyes gleamed from Midair, and it lunged toward the cluster of one Party with its maw wide open, shooting forward like a train.
The Deathworm consumed all the Ground around it as it charged, but the gleam in its eyes had been so instantaneous that the Party had no chance to sense the danger while the dust still hung thick in the air.
The dust obscuring my vision was thick enough to muffle even auditory information.
As one party faced near annihilation, my sonar command pierced through the chaos.
-That party! Launch ranged attacks toward the rear and evade left!!!
The moment my command struck their ears with crystalline clarity, the party wheeled backward in perfect synchronization, unleashing their ranged assault before darting left. As they moved, a maw easily ten meters wide snapped open—the Deathworm descending from above—only to be met with a barrage of magic and techniques.
With spells and skills concentrated not on the party but on that gaping maw, the creature’s body shrieked under the onslaught as it unleashed an agonized wail.
Craaaaaash!
Gwuaaaaaaah!!
“Kuweeeek——!!!”
The party that had nearly been devoured stared at the Deathworm in bewilderment, hearing nothing but raw suffering in that cry.
Soseoram had been right—the mouth was its weakness.
Striking it directly would normally be impossible, but if we timed our attacks for moments like this—?!
As if that party had grasped the strategy, the other teams heard my command and began launching magic toward the thrashing creature’s gaping maw in perfect arcs, like basketball shots. Some spells missed and struck the sides of its mouth, but others found their mark, intensifying the Deathworm’s agony.
From the sky above, I watched with satisfaction—but if I ended it here, I wouldn’t be myself.
I detached from Bruton and began moving independently. As Bruton watched my rapid movements from above, he tracked the Deathworm’s maw as I’d instructed, curious to see what I would do next.
‘This is truly unreasonable.’
Dohyun moved at speeds nearly matching his own, yet Bruton could only shake his head in disbelief as he wielded magic while executing techniques with flawless precision.
He had always believed that only the Superior Races could surpass his kind, accepting the limits of his tribe as absolute truth. It seemed he had lived far too narrowly for a warrior.
With that thought, Bruton drove his horn-based combat techniques forward in a relentless assault.
I timed my attacks perfectly to prevent the Deathworm from retreating underground again, but the creature soon began thrashing desperately to burrow back into the earth.
Kuguguguguuu———!!!
Craaaaaash!!!
As the Deathworm convulsed, the ground beneath us fractured in all directions.
The earth split open, forcing the creature’s entire body to the surface, and as the Deathworm’s position emptied, the fractured land could no longer bear its own weight. In an instant, the ground beneath everyone’s feet gave way like a sinkhole opening.
Even for parties as skilled as these, there was little they could do once their footing vanished.
Among the ten parties, only a handful possessed aerial mobility, leaving them few options.
Of course, even if they fell, few would be seriously injured—but that meant losing the Deathworm.
In that fleeting moment, all eyes turned to track the creature as it began its descent into the sinkhole headfirst—when a single figure materialized before it.
It was none other than myself, appearing through teleportation.
The Deathworm recognized me instantly, its gaping maw snapping wide as it lunged forward.
With gleaming crimson eyes, the creature charged straight at me, while every other party watched with bated breath, wondering what stratagem I would reveal this time.
‘What technique will I use now?’
‘He teleported there in an instant. What is he thinking?’
‘If he deliberately moved to that deadly position, he must have a plan. I cannot fathom it.’
‘What method could he possibly employ!?’
All eyes fixed on me, unable to predict my next move, yet I ignored their scrutiny entirely, my gaze locked solely on the Deathworm’s maw. In that infinitesimal span of time, the creature lunged with its mouth agape, fangs bared.
And the instant the Deathworm’s jaws reached me—
Gulp.
“…?”
“…?”
“…?”
“Did he… get eaten?”
Just as everyone waited to see what method Dohyun would use, the Deathworm swallowed him whole.
While they were still wondering what kind of strategy this could be, Bruton’s voice pierced the air.
“Dooooohyuuuuuuuuuuuun—————!!!”
Bruton’s reaction transformed the misunderstanding into apparent reality, and everyone couldn’t help but think the same thing.
It really did seem like he’d been eaten, didn’t it?
The moment everyone was about to fall into that misconception.
-Everyone, snap out of it!! I’m not dead!!!
Everyone who heard those words thought the same thing.
How in the world was he still alive?

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