The Automatic Rooting Range Is Too Wide - Chapter 147

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Auto Looting Range Too Wide Episode 147

Episode 147: Tooshin’s Maze (1)

Under the bright sky, a bloody war was taking place.

“Uwaaaah!”

“Let’s kill those Southern piglets!”

A massive castle built on the grasslands.

Over dozens of siege ladders were placed against it.

Northern soldiers were climbing up those ladders in lines.

“Climb up! Push forward, I say!”

“For the Grand Warlord! For the North!”

However, even with siege ladders, climbing up was not easy.

Southern soldiers kept throwing rocks, stones, and hand axes.

“Krack!”

“Kaaack!”

Northern Orcs hit by those projectiles fell to the ground in droves.

Still, the Northern Orcs didn’t stop. They just screamed and climbed upward.

“They’re coming up!”

Northern Orcs who finally reached the top of the ladders appeared.

But they were immediately attacked by Southern Orcs.

“Have these Northern barbarians gone mad!”

“Grand Warlord? We are protected by Tooshin!”

The Northern Orcs were helplessly slaughtered.

It made their difficult climb up the castle walls seem pointless.

As time passed, the Northern Army’s casualties increased.

Meanwhile, the Southern Army suffered no significant damage.

Was it because the defensive side was much more advantageous than the attacking side?

That was part of it, but there was another reason.

Grumble.

The sound of stomach growling came from the Northern Army climbing the ladders.

“Hungry… I’m starving to death…”

Even during war, hunger couldn’t be forgotten.

The Northern soldier unconsciously lost focus due to the constant waves of hunger.

As a result, his grip on the ladder loosened.

“Uh, uaaaack!”

The Northern soldier fell from the ladder. Soon, the sound of something bursting was heard.

This wasn’t a phenomenon that happened to just this soldier.

Gurgle.

Grumble.

All Northern soldiers were suffering from terrible hunger.

No matter how fierce and brave the Northern Orcs were, they couldn’t fight properly in this situation.

“These idiots!”

The Grand Warlord watched the battle from afar and was enraged.

The Northern Army that had charged at the Southern Army like they would devour them at the start of the war was nowhere to be found.

They were all collapsing like sick patients. They were nothing but a ragtag bunch.

“Press the soldiers harder! Capture the castle by any means necessary!”

The Grand Warlord shouted at the Warriors.

But not a single Warrior responded energetically.

Grumble.

They too were starving.

Hearing the sounds from the Warriors’ stomachs, the Grand Warlord gritted his teeth.

“Damn it, if only that Mutant hadn’t…”

He had somewhat noticed that the Mutant called Slave of Tooshin had the ability to make objects disappear.

But he thought there would be restrictions or limitations.

There was no way such an absurd ability could be used freely.

However, the Mutant mocked the Grand Warlord’s expectations and made all of the Northern Army’s provisions disappear.

As a result, the Northern Army had been fighting the war without eating anything for several days.

“To have my great cause obstructed by a mere Mutant!”

That night, not killing him on sight had been a regrettable mistake.

“Kraaaack!”

Finally, the Grand Warlord couldn’t contain his anger and charged out.

“Grand Warlord!”

“Where are you going?”

The Warriors tried to stop him, but it was already too late.

The Grand Warlord sprinted through the soldiers and leaped toward the castle wall.

With a single jump, he cleared half the height of the castle wall.

But the height was insufficient to leap over the castle wall.

The Grand Warlord swung his hand axe and struck the castle wall.

Then he tensed his forearm muscles and shot upward.

In the blink of an eye, the Grand Warlord rose higher than the castle wall.

Southern Orcs looked up at the Grand Warlord with surprised faces.

“I’ll kill you all!”

Just as the Grand Warlord was about to leap toward the Southern soldiers.

He saw a strange-looking orc holding a spear behind the soldiers.

Pale skin.

Thin limbs.

The moment he saw the Mutant, the Grand Warlord’s face contorted.

“Mutaaant!”

This time, he would correct his mistake.

The moment he thought that—

Meteor Spear Technique.

Chapter 1: Starlight Soaring Heaven.

A flash split the sky.

The light struck the Grand Warlord’s chest.

With a dull sound, the Grand Warlord was knocked back into the castle wall.

“Kraaack!”

The Grand Warlord fell to the ground.

Despite falling from that height, the Grand Warlord didn’t die.

No, beyond being alive, he was unharmed.

The Grand Warlord quickly got up and examined his chest. A black bruise was visible.

“A mere Mutant dares to wound me? I absolutely won’t let you die peacefully!”

The Grand Warlord shouted toward the top of the castle wall.

Then the Mutant poked his head out and said.

“What’s that idiot saying? I can’t hear anything, so if you’re going to throw a fit, come up here and do it properly.”

Veins bulged on the Grand Warlord’s neck and face.

“Fine! I’ll come up! Just wait right there…”

The Mutant didn’t listen to the Grand Warlord’s words to the end.

Instead, he threw a red side sword.

Kwang—

Flames engulfed the Grand Warlord. The Grand Warlord screamed.

“Kraaack!”

This time it was a dagger. A blue-white lightning bolt pierced through the Grand Warlord’s body.

“Kaaaak!”

The greater the pain, the greater the rage the Grand Warlord felt.

And that rage completely devoured his reason.

“I’ll kill you all!”

The Grand Warlord screamed with bloodshot eyes.

Just as he was about to charge toward the fortress gate, the Northern warriors grabbed hold of the Grand Warlord.

“Let go! Even if I lose my life, I must kill that mutant!”

“Grand Warlord! Please calm yourself!”

“You must restrain yourself now!”

The warriors struggled desperately as they dragged the Grand Warlord back to the main camp.

Once the Grand Warlord returned, the Northern Army’s offensive also ended.

The Northern Army returned to their main camp with hungry and wounded bodies.

“Woooooah! We won!”

“Go die, you barbarian bastards!”

Watching the retreating Northern Army, the Southern Forces erupted in cheers.

* * *

“We achieved another great victory today! Everyone raise your cups!”

Steel Overlord Alcamalca raised her wine cup high and shouted.

The warriors did the same. Mincheol was mixed in among them.

“Those barbarians! They really couldn’t get their act together, could they?”

“A hungry orc is worse than a rabbit!”

“That food called potatoes was better than I expected. We should introduce them to the South after the war ends.”

The warriors drank their alcohol while picking up steamed potatoes one by one to put in their mouths.

Some orcs who found them to their taste ate another one.

“Sir Mincheol! I heard you performed magnificently again today!”

Kurmakdurumak put his arm around Mincheol’s shoulder as he spoke.

Though he was still a patient, he never missed a single drinking session.

“It was tremendous!”

“The Grand Warlord leaped over the fortress gate, but he threw a spear and sent him flying back!”

The warriors excitedly explained. Kurmakdurumak laughed loudly.

“Uhahahat! That must have been quite a sight!”

There wasn’t a warrior who wasn’t delighted.

It was natural since the war they thought they would lose was flowing in their favor.

“Sir Mincheol, drink! Hurry up and drink!”

“Ah, yes.”

Mincheol only pretended to drink the alcohol before putting it down.

The orc liquor didn’t suit his taste.

【You have completely turned the tide of war!】

At that moment, a message appeared before Mincheol’s eyes.

【This is an amazing Achievement! You are a great hero!】

【You acquire additional points! Your clear score increases dramatically!】

【You reach the sixth save point!】

【In 3 days, the save point will end.】

Not a single person in the entire world had reached the sixth save point.

Neither the legends of the 0th generation nor the legends of the current generation had succeeded.

Only Mincheol alone had succeeded.

Since he had achieved an Achievement that no one else had accomplished, the reward was also great.

【You have obtained a perfect score on floors 26-30!】

【This is an unprecedented Achievement! Your clear grade is fixed at EX rank!】

【Rewards are enhanced! They will be given when you return to Earth!】

【The fate of Tartamartha Castle has not yet been decided!】

【Each time you acquire additional points, rewards will be enhanced!】

【You are currently progressing through the hidden quest ‘Glory of the South’.】

【If you complete the hidden quest, you can acquire additional rewards!】

Oh ho?

Mincheol looked at the message with an interested expression.

He had already received a perfect score, but if he gained additional points, the rewards would be enhanced?

Moreover, there was still a hidden quest remaining.

If he could just clear it, he would be able to sweep up the rewards.

The problem was that it would certainly not be easy.

“I’m happy, but the Grand Warlord is concerning.”

Alcamalca spoke with a dark expression.

“Everyone must be feeling it. The Grand Warlord is getting stronger day by day.”

Mincheol recalled the battle with the Grand Warlord he had experienced today.

Not only did he leap over the castle wall with his own strength, but he was also fine even after taking a direct hit from the Sacred Light Flying Heaven technique.

All of this was unimaginable just a few days ago.

‘Certainly at first he either dodged the Sacred Light Flying Heaven or blocked it with his axe.’

It was a spine-chilling growth rate.

It was natural for the Steel Overlord to express concern.

“It seems like he gets stronger with each battle we fight.”

“Or perhaps he gets stronger as the Northern Orcs’ casualties increase.”

“Either way, it’s dangerous. He’s getting stronger too quickly.”

“At this rate, if he completely regains his strength, he might be able to bring down the castle by himself.”p>

“So the story about time being on our side only applied to us Southern Forces…”

The warriors seriously worried about the Grand Warlord’s growth.

“Couldn’t we ask Tooshin for help?”

Then, Kurmakdurumak spoke.

“In the underground of Tartamartha Castle, isn’t there a sacred relic personally bestowed by Tooshin? I heard that using that relic allows one to borrow Tooshin’s power.”

“There was such a thing?”

Mincheol asked with a surprised expression.

“Then there’s no need to worry. Let’s go get it right away?”

“Hmm.”

“Hmm.”

But unlike Mincheol who was delighted, the warriors’ reactions were lukewarm.

“Sir Mincheol hasn’t been a warrior for long, so you wouldn’t know. That sacred relic can’t be used just because you want to use it.”

Alcamalca spoke up.

“Tartamartha Castle was built because of the sacred relic. The Founder created a maze to protect the sacred relic and built Tartamartha Castle on top of it.”

“A maze?”

“That’s right. To obtain the treasure, one must break through that maze, but not a single orc has succeeded so far.”

“Perhaps there’s something like a back door…”

“How could there be such a thing?”

The Steel Overlord snapped as if it were absurd.

“According to legend, only those who are qualified can break through the maze. Those who are not qualified will only lose their lives.”

“We don’t know when the Grand Warlord might break down the fortress gate. We can’t afford to invest manpower in breaking through the maze.”

The warriors sighed.

Listening to the story, Mincheol could roughly understand the Tower’s intention.

‘So if I want to clear the hidden quest, I need to break through the maze.’

Moreover, there wasn’t even enough time.

He had to retrieve the sacred relic before the Grand Warlord grew strong enough to capture the castle.

‘What kind of difficulty is this…’

He felt anew just how unreasonable and dangerous a place the Tower was.

“By any chance, are there records left about that treasure? Like drawings of its appearance?”

“There are. So that it wouldn’t be dismissed as mere rumors in the distant future, the Founder recorded it in detail…”

Suddenly, Alcamalca’s eyes widened.

The other warriors also looked at Mincheol with expressions of disbelief.

“I’ll have it brought right away!”

Alcamalca brought an old book.

When she turned the pages, detailed drawings of the sacred relic bestowed by Tooshin were depicted.

A statue of an orc showing off its muscles.

This was enough.

【Auto-acquiring all ‘Sacred Relic of Tooshin’ within a 1.1km radius.】

【Acquired 1 ‘Sacred Relic of Tooshin’.】

Mincheol took out the statue from his inventory.

The Steel Overlord and warriors who saw it dropped their jaws.

“…It’s the incarnation of Tooshin!”

They immediately shouted toward Mincheol.

Mincheol spoke to the warriors with a bewildered expression.

“No, what nonsense are you suddenly spouting.”

“You brought the sacred relic! You’ve proven your qualification!”

“Excuse me.”

“O incarnation of Tooshin! Lead us to victory!”

If left alone, they looked ready to bow down in worship.

“Steel Overlord, please say something.”

At Mincheol’s request, Alcamalca opened her mouth with a serious expression.

“…I think you really might be an incarnation?”

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