The Return of the Genius Ranker’s Myth Warehouse - Chapter 447

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Chapter 447
Chapter 447
“The Korean Team has seized the Throne from the very start!”
“Waaaaaahhhhh!!!”
Korea seized the Throne the moment the match began.
The reaction was explosive.
Not just any team—Korea had boldly claimed the Throne right from the opening.
No one had anticipated such an audacious move.
Wow, your liver is huge lol
– They’re rushing straight for the Throne right away?!
– All the other teams are looking for the Korean team from the outskirts, but they are going straight to the throne haha.
– What is this?
– Caught me off guard lol
However, there was a problem.
The Korean Team lacked long-range attackers.
At best, Mir could freely wield all manner of weapons, and Tae-ryeon could use celestial magic. That was about it.
I wondered if that would be enough to intercept the incoming enemies.
Whoosh!
– Yul-ha! Yul-ha! Yul-ha!
Yul-ha’s crazy lol
– How did she do that?
– She’s firing a sword like an arrow.
Wow, I thought he’d just throw it at best, but I didn’t know he could shoot a sword like an arrow lol
– But how does she retrieve it?
– That’s the legendary greatsword and ego she got as a reward for winning Second. It probably has a retrieval function.
Yul-ha fired her sword like an arrow, wielding blade sorcery to target the enemies’ vital points.
Boom!
– Ahhh.
– So satisfying!
– This is it!
– Jeok-hwa has attacks like that too?
– Is that a newly learned technique? I haven’t seen it before.
Or maybe it was there originally, but I just didn’t use it much because I prefer close combat lol
– I heard most of Jeok-hwa’s techniques consume a lot of stamina. That one looks like it would drain her too, but she’s firing continuously without issue.
Jeok-hwa’s blood dragon exploded.
Whoooosh!
– Sorcery looks cool.
– Nah, I heard Tae-ryeon switched to being a celestial mage. So that’s not sorcery, it’s celestial magic.
– The power is decent though.
– The celestial magic Tae-ryeon uses has such an ink-wash painting aesthetic. It looks amazing.
– Especially captures the essence of Korea beautifully.
Tae-ryeon’s ancestral technique descends upon the battlefield.
But what truly stands out above all else is, of course.
– Wow, Mir is no joke.
– That sniper rifle though.
– The firepower seems absolutely ridiculous.
– Heard he burns through a high to supreme-grade mana stone with every single shot.
– Insane, so how much money literally evaporates with each shot lol
– His archery is impressive too.
– Once he switched to the bow, his rate of fire became insane.
– What was that curved shot just now? Did you see him curve an arrow past the tank and nail the Sage?
It was Mir.
While there were various contributing factors, it was largely thanks to him that the Korean Team was brilliantly holding the Throne.
However.
– But isn’t that overconfidence?
– Yeah, they took the Throne way too quickly.
– All that does is make them the public enemy.
– Burning through power like that, they won’t last until the end.
The other teams were no ordinary opponents either.
Even as they withstood the Korean Team’s relentless assault, they were steadily closing the distance.
It seemed the Korean Team wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer at this rate.
“Ah, the Mongolian Team! They’re advancing toward the Altar! But isn’t this reckless? They’re charging in without any cover!”
– ??
– Did they give up?
The Mongolian Team suddenly began sprinting toward the Altar.
No matter how agile the Mongolian Team was, charging in a straight line like that would leave them completely exposed to the Korean Team’s attacks.
I couldn’t understand why they were doing this.
“What’s happening! The Korean Team isn’t attacking the Mongolian Team! And the Mongolian Team isn’t drawing their bows either, despite closing the distance!”
– ???
The Korean Team did not attack the Mongolian Team.
Thanks to this, the Mongolian Team reached the top of the Altar without any interference, ascending the steps unimpeded.
They stood before the Throne and exchanged a brief conversation with the Korean Team.
“Ah! The Mongolian Team turns their backs to the Korean Team! They raise their bows toward the outside of the Altar! This is a tacit alliance!”
– What? What’s going on?
– Did Mongolia make an alliance with Korea beforehand?
– No, there was no sign of that at all.
– Besides, if they were allied from the start, Mongolia would’ve rushed the Throne from the beginning.
– That’s true.
They began attacking the teams outside the Altar alongside the Korean Team.
The Mongolian Team was known as the team with the most superior archery skills among all the teams participating in the world tournament.
Longbow snipers, rapid-fire archers wielding short bows, cavalry archers summoning horses to charge across the field, and even bow-sword masters (弓劍士) wielding both bow and blade simultaneously—the Mongolian Team was composed of such formidable archers.
The moment the Mongolian Team claimed the Throne.
Whoosh—!
Boom boom boom!
Their assault against those outside the Altar intensified dramatically.
Arrows flew in relentless volleys, striking down any teams attempting to approach the Altar.
This alone would have been a shocking turn of events.
“Wait, wait! The French Team is also approaching the Throne! The Korean Team and Mongolian Team—they just nodded at each other and aren’t attacking the French Team!”
– What in the world is happening!
– The French Team too?
– Huh??
Following the Mongolian Team, the French Team ascended the Altar without receiving a single attack.
Standing beside the Throne, the French Team likewise refrained from attacking the Korean Team and Mongolian Team.
Whoosh whoosh!
Instead, they began unleashing magic against the teams below the Altar.
As the French Team was renowned for their formidable magic, the elevated terrain of the Altar proved to be the perfect vantage point for attacking and suppressing enemies through spellcraft.
With Million defending against counterattacks.
The French Team could unleash their powerful magic without restraint.
Then.
The Announcer discovered the cause of this unprecedented situation.
“Wait! That note!”
– A note?
– Huh? The leaders of the Mongolian and French Teams are holding something.
“Could that be an invitation!”
– An invitation?
– What? For real?
The Announcer quickly rewound the broadcast footage.
Replaying the scenes of the Mongolian and French Teams.
Sure enough, they could confirm that arrows bearing notes had flown toward both teams.
In other words.
“It’s true! They really were invitations! The Korean Team invited the Mongolian Team and the French Team!”
The Korean Team had invited them.
Rather than forming alliances before the match began, they had recruited allies mid-competition.
And among the teams participating in the tournament, one had noticed this development.
Rat-a-tat-tat!
The German Team.
Last year’s world championship victors, the strongest team—Germany.
They announced their presence by firing volleys of gunfire toward the sky rather than the Altar.
The leader of the German Team, having made their presence known.
“Is there still one seat available?”
I boldly stepped out from behind cover.
An arrow came flying toward me immediately after.
Thunk!
The sharp arrow embedded itself right in front of me.
And attached to that arrow was.
“Much obliged.”
The Korean Team’s final invitation card.
Thus, the German Team rushed toward the Altar with the Korean Team’s last invitation card in hand.
The remaining teams tried to attack the German Team, unable to stand by any longer.
Whoosh!
Swish!
Three teams stood atop the Altar.
Thanks to the covering fire from the Korean Team, Mongolian Team, and French Team, the German Team was able to ascend the Altar safely.
* * *
Mongolia, a great power famous for the bow from the very beginning.
France, likewise a great power famous for magic.
We didn’t just idle away during the waiting period.
We thoroughly analyzed the strengths of the other teams, and immediately recognized that these two nations would be ideal for conducting a defensive battle atop the Altar.
So first, I extended a hand to both teams through arrow notes.
“This is amusing. I look forward to working with you.”
“We look forward to it as well. Korean friends.”
Fortunately, both teams readily accepted our proposal.
And there was one more thing.
“An excellent choice. As expected, the Korean Team has keen eyes. Hahaha!”
The German Team extended their hand to us first.
Mongolia and France revealed themselves since we made the first move toward them.
The German Team could have been shot the moment they revealed themselves.
I never imagined they would boldly announce their presence with gunfire and reveal themselves first.
Thus, the German Team, occupying the final seat on the Throne.
Bang, bang, bang!
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!
Boom!!
They demonstrated remarkable prowess, just as they had boasted.
Their suppressive fire using various firearms was quite overwhelming.
‘Are these pure engineering weapons rather than magitech?’
I heard that the Continent’s settings differ subtly by nation, and since user growth and development paths vary, each country has quite diverse characteristics.
For example, Mongolia has popularized the bow so much that if you can’t hunt with a bow, parties apparently don’t accept you?
Among them, Germany has concentrated on developing engineering since the game’s opening, centered around its users.
And those weapons are the proof of it.
‘The feel is quite different from magitech.’
Pure engineering.
A rather fascinating subject, I had to admit.
Of course, I knew nothing about conventional engineering.
But I had considerable confidence in magical engineering, and I was quite skilled in crafting techniques, wasn’t I?
If it were possible, I’d even want to visit Germany’s Second Continent someday.
Well, cross-national travel functions hadn’t been implemented yet, and there was no telling if they ever would be.
‘At this rate, there shouldn’t be any problems.’
The unexpected arrival of the German Team had perfected our balance.
Korea, Mongolia, France, Germany.
With four teams controlling the four directions of the Altar and defending it, the other teams were completely immobilized.
Since our four teams now occupied the Altar itself, there were twelve teams remaining outside.
However, from the beginning, our team had rendered one team combat-ineffective, and the accumulated damage from our continued assaults was substantial.
Quite a few teams had suffered severe casualties.
So the teams outside the Altar could no longer approach it.
No, it was more than just being unable to approach.
‘There.’
I mobilized the full power of my items and skills to detect the positions of the hidden enemies.
– Activating 7th Circle Fire Magic ‘Flare’.
I infused a 7th Circle spell into an arrow and fired it in a high arc.
The arrow pierced through the clouds and fell under gravity.
The descending arrow struck precisely where I intended.
Boom!
The 7th Circle fire magic, Flare, detonated.
“Ahhhhh!”
“Damn it, how did you know we were there!”
“We’re hit!”
The hidden competitors were startled and scrambled desperately to escape.
Not missing the opportunity.
“Kyahahaha!”
Crash!!
Jeok-hwa unleashed her blood dragon as if she’d been waiting for this moment.
And then.
“Your archery is remarkable. To hit such a distance with a curved shot so accurately. I’ve heard that Korea is a nation with archery in its blood.”
“Did you embed magic into the arrow? A strong yet efficient, artistic approach.”
“What a magnificent explosion!”
Mongolia, France, Germany.
The three teams fighting alongside us glanced over briefly, observing the spectacle with admiration.
My strategy was being exposed, but it didn’t matter.
After all, anyone who did even a little research on me would know these things anyway.
In any case, by attacking all the enemies who managed to get even slightly closer in this manner.
“They’ve all retreated beyond our effective range.”
“How thoughtful of them to give us time to reload. Foolish bastards.”
All the other teams had withdrawn beyond our firing distance.
Thanks to that, we could finally catch our breath.
Their retreat was an unavoidable choice, but it worked in our favor nonetheless.
I checked the time—quite a bit had passed.
Over an hour and a half had already elapsed.
We just needed to hold out for another thirty minutes.
If we could survive thirty more minutes, the four of us would advance to the semifinals.
The other teams seemed to share the same thought.
“Heh, the semifinals…”
“How beautiful.”
Their spirits seemed quite lifted.
But then.
Something we hadn’t anticipated.
Or rather, we’d considered it possible, but dismissed it as unlikely.
“Three o’clock direction!”
“What team… what is this!”
“Tch.”
“They’re coming at us en masse.”
Just as we four teams had formed an alliance.
The teams outside the Altar had formed one of their own.
The problem was.
“They’ve gathered every last scrub with no chance of advancing.”
“Did someone pay them off?”
“Regardless, this is becoming a nuisance.”
Leading their charge was that tank who’d been left alone after the Korean Team eliminated four teams at the start.
But that wasn’t all.
Teams already decimated, with no realistic chance of advancing.
All of them had banded together in alliance.
“Still, if we can stop this, our victory will be absolute.”
And so, the second match of the main tournament.
The final battle of the Throne conquest began.

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