My Catastrophic‑Level Summon Devours Gates - Chapter 187
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Episode 187
A daily routine repeating between Gate ― Death Forge ― Blacksmith District.
My daily life spinning round and round in complete bewilderment.
Is this really okay?
“Tsk. He doesn’t even get tired.”
Heavenly Martial Body.
The effect is so good it’s problematic.
It’s my nature to immediately handle things when there’s work to be done to satisfy my temperament.
Because of that.
Places to spend money.
Things to research.
There was so much to learn that I couldn’t rest.
Clang!
Bang!
After cheerfully swinging the hammer to the rhythm.
“Please have some cold water, Master.”
I gulped down the cold water Ingrid handed me.
Ah.
Refreshing.
“If only there wasn’t that rule about knights not being allowed to serve!”
Why is Sir making such a frustrated expression?
Nam Jin-woo examined the results and gave a thumbs up.
“Your skills have improved even more, Hunter Park.”
“It’s because the teacher is excellent.”
“I’m not just saying that. If you keep holding that hammer for just 3 more years like this, you could even aim for the Chief Apprentice position, right?”
Nam Jin-woo was joking around.
“It’s not like I’d just hand it over willingly.”
“Yes. If you seriously harbor such intentions, I’ll do my best too.”
Working the hammer together, I could feel it.
That Nam Jin-woo’s skills were also growing by leaps and bounds each day.
“Remarkable progress.”
Master Han Yo-han also chimed in.
“Pardon?”
“Your skills that were stagnant have suddenly improved recently.”
“Really?”
“It seems you’ve learned a lot while teaching Hunter Park about blacksmith work.”
Master Han Yo-han spoke several times more than usual, then went back inside the workshop.
“Ah. I should go help Master too.”
“Thank you for your hard work.”
“Master and I have received much more help from Hunter Park.”
Before entering Cross Gate.
He says it’s been consecutive all-nighters because he needs to handle as much backlogged work as possible before going.
“That blacksmith always seems to pull all-nighters.”
Shh.
There are truths that make everyone uncomfortable when revealed.
I clicked my tongue seeing Master Han Yo-han’s murderous work schedule.
But thinking about it, I’m not much different.
[You have crafted a Soul Stone.]
Every time the Cursed Gravestone cooldown cycles, I pour in fragmented soul stones.
“Leave this battle to me.”
“Iron Head! I said I’m leading today’s battle!”
“Step back, weak witch.”
―Annihilation sequence initiated.
“Kwaruruuru!”
To earn money spent on material purchases including fragmented soul stones, I also had to conquer Gates.
A-rank Gates give 4 billion+@ per run.
B-rank also guarantees 750 million+@.
Yet money kept leaking out like a broken pot.
In addition to materials consumed for Undead creation.
【Good. Very good.】
Meigers also requested various items.
[Copper Compass]
[Iron Lamp]
[Lead Key]
…
Alchemy tools were basic.
[Undine’s Tears]
[Sylph’s Sigh]
[Gnome’s Vomit]
[Casa’s Feather]
…
He also requested several expensive alchemy catalysts.
Compared to Death Warrior or Death Giant materials, they were relatively cheap.
Still, with expenses constantly accumulating, it was enormous.
No time to rest.
Whoosh!
“Today feels good.”
Clang!
At the Death Forge, I processed corpses and honed bone metallurgy.
[Corpse Crafting]
[You have crafted a Death Warrior.]
Having Meigers analyze structures.
What was the reason for swinging hammers at Hanil Forge?
It’s the foundation for strengthening undead forces.
[Performance is improved.]
[Mana transmission efficiency increases.]
[All stats increase by 1%.]
Death Warrior performance improvement was an achievement gained while suffering in the infinite cycle of work.
“Great Lord. Isn’t 1% insufficient compared to the effort?”
“Foolish. You thief.”
Sir Isra shook his head vigorously.
“In life-or-death battles, victory or defeat can be decided by very small differences.”
“Is that so?”
“If you’re curious, you can experiment with your own body.”
“I’ll pass!”
Zaugg quickly distanced himself.
Though where could he go even if he ran away inside the Death Forge?
“The fact that there’s room for improvement itself is important.”
The 1% increase is just the beginning.
While examining with [Golden Ratio] to maximize spirit power circuit efficiency.
If I keep improving the materials and structure of the Death Warriors.
Someday they might be able to match the mainstream Death Knights.
“As expected of Master!”
【Constant self-improvement.】
【Hehe. This old one will lend a hand too.】
Through repeated research, the undead army’s forces were also replenished.
*Undead Army List
―Sir Isra
└Gale Knights ― 5 Abyss Revenants
―Ingrid
└Eclipse Witches ― 5 Skeleton Wizards
―Zaugg / Roan / Meigers
―Predator ― 1 Lex[A+]
―3 Death Giants[A+]
―3 Enhanced Dracos[A+]
―24 Death Warriors[A]
―25 Tigris[B+]
―20 Skeleton Wizards[B]
―1 Skeleton Guard[B]
―1 Armed Zombie Enhanced[C+]
The total undead army numbered 89.
Among them, the knight order and witch coven occupied separate slots.
The actual storage number was 79, so with the [Pit of Malice] there was quite a bit of room.
“It seems like the great lord worked incredibly hard but the numbers didn’t increase much?”
“The quality increased greatly, didn’t it, you thief.”
When we were attacked on the uninhabited island.
The Skeleton Guards and Armed Zombie Enhanced who handled defense were driven to near annihilation.
It was only because they focused on enduring with minimal counterattacks.
If they had stubbornly fought head-on, my head might have flown off.
“If I had tried to repair the damaged ones, it would have been finished quickly.”
But.
Now that mass production of A-rank undead was possible, there was no need to fill numbers with tanking undead.
I left the broken Armed Zombie Enhanced and Skeleton Guards alone.
And only made additional Death Warriors.
“Master. Don’t we have some room in the storage capacity?”
“Mage. It’s better to leave room in storage space.”
“You’re not maintaining maximum power?”
“The lord’s power comes from corpses. Even if we can’t use them as immediate forces, we might obtain precious corpses that need to be stored.”
Oh.
Sir Isra perfectly understood my intention.
Should I applaud?
“There are also corpses stored in Death Space, so it’s not entirely spacious either.”
Ogres and Minotaurs.
All the monsters with enormous mass are stored in the [Pit of Malice] and [Death Space].
The actual free space would be about 30 units.
Still, I need to keep spares so I can collect necessary corpses as Sir Isra said.
“But shouldn’t you also start preparing for A-rank promotion soon, my lord?”
“I haven’t even reached max level yet.”
“Won’t you reach it soon?”
“That’s true.”
My current level is…
[Hunter ― Park Min-ho]
*Race : Human
*Class : Necrosmith
*Rank : B
*Level : 197
Strength : 670
Agility : 619
Stamina : 634
Endurance : 546
Magic Power : 4390
Dexterity : 258
Bonus Stats : 0
*Skills
Necromancer’s Body[SSS] / Master of Magic[SSS] / Golden Ratio[SSS] / Blacksmith’s Soul[S] / Spirit Vision[S] / Stealthy Steps[A]…
That would be about it.
Look at these specs.
They’re not lacking compared to any decent B-rank warrior-type Hunter.
And the magic power stat is significantly higher than mages of the same rank.
[Necromancer’s Body] and [Master of Magic] are truly the best.
“I’ll achieve max level after visiting Cross Gate.”
“Are you going to challenge it right away?”
“Wouldn’t that be difficult?”
From B-rank onwards, the examination conditions include enlightenment.
Magic power emission passed reasonably well.
The magic-related test was also passed with Ingrid’s assistance.
I was somewhat confident in crafting so that was fine.
But I couldn’t even guess what kind of tasks would appear in the A-rank examination.
“The Necrosmith class itself is rare.”
Didn’t they test three categories even for B-rank?
I couldn’t be certain that reaching max level would guarantee passing the promotion exam.
“I wonder if this is enough.”
Cross Gate, said to be extremely dangerous.
I prepared as much as possible, emptying my bank account completely.
“Sir Isra.”
“Speak.”
“If it were an S-rank Hunter as opponent, would it be manageable?”
“Assuming master-level knight standards, I could win one-on-one. However, one prerequisite would be necessary.”
“Prerequisite?”
Even after enhancing him to the soul level.
A prerequisite is still needed?
Even after being further strengthened from his record of steamrolling ten A-ranks.
Just how strong are S-ranks?
“That would be you, my lord.”
“Me?”
“If a master-level knight targets you with mutual destruction in mind, it would be difficult to stop.”
Ah.
That’s what he meant.
“Try assuming without me.”
“Then I think I could hold out against up to two opponents.”
“Very generous.”
“Defeating them would be difficult. But if it’s just one opponent, it seems possible.”
The idea that a B-rank Hunter could definitively kill an S-rank Hunter was absurd.
But this wasn’t just anyone else.
Since it was Sir Isra’s assurance, it was trustworthy.
“Good.”
The departure ceremony is tomorrow.
So I can sleep well today.
When I returned to my studio apartment with a much lighter heart.
[Missed Calls]
―President Baek (3)
Unusually, there were several missed calls.
Why would someone who knows I can’t be reached while at the Death Forge do this?
Not long after pressing the call button, I immediately heard his voice.
―Yong Cheon-woo has fled overseas.
What?
What is this about?
* * *
A motorboat crossing the West Sea.
The vessel that had been boldly advancing through the vast ocean suddenly slowed down.
Blink― Blink―
The searchlight’s beam repeatedly turned on and off several times.
[Sea Fog]
[Veil of Nature]
[Presence Out]
….
All sorts of magic were lifted.
As the fog over the sea cleared, an offshore structure revealed itself.
A metal chunk positioned in the middle of the West Sea.
It was a structure supposedly installed for marine research and fish farming.
“Come out.”
Thump thump.
When the captain knocked on the deck, with a loud creaking sound, a person suddenly popped out.
What emerged from where fish should have been stored was.
“Tsk.”
Yong Cheon-woo, the Mir Guild leader.
His face was colored with displeasure.
The fishy smell clinging to his clothes made him even more angry.
“From here, there will be a different guide.”
“Got it.”
“Well, good luck.”
The captain turned his head as if his business was done.
Yong Cheon-woo, who wanted to leave the boat immediately, put strength into his feet.
Thoom!
When he jumped with mana, the motorboat swayed.
“Eek!”
The captain who had been acting tough just moments before swayed precariously.
Yong Cheon-woo’s mood lightened a little.
On the offshore structure, someone sent by the Superhuman Bureau was waiting.
“Welcome, Lord Yong.”
“Just hurry up and go.”
“Before you go, you must follow procedures.”
“Procedures?”
“You need to sign a contract.”
“You’re telling someone who abandoned everything to sign a contract?”
Yong Cheon-woo didn’t hide his anger.
The note he received from the Tourang S-rank Hunter.
It was a proposal to start everything anew in China.
Rebuilding the Mir Guild had become impossible.
The story was that the Superhuman Bureau would provide support and guarantee independence, so he could build a greater force and take revenge on Korea.
However.
These bastards started their schemes as soon as he got on the boat.
“That’s just how procedures work.”
The National Superhuman Bureau Official smiled slightly.
But having already embarked on illegal entry, there was no turning back.
Even if he changed his mind and returned.
The Superhuman Bureau planned to subtly leak evidence of the illegal entry to destroy Yong Cheon-woo.
Whether he knew of this plan or not.
Yong Cheon-woo, who had been fuming, reluctantly signed the contract.
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