The Return of the Genius Ranker’s Myth Warehouse - Chapter 448

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Chapter 448
Chapter 448
“Damn it! Those filthy bastards!”
The Altar had already been troublesome with just the Korean Team.
But now with the Mongolian Team, the French Team, and even the German Team—last year’s world championship victors—added to the mix.
No matter how they moved, they couldn’t break through.
And all the while, time continued to slip away.
If they hesitated any longer, they wouldn’t even set foot on a single step of the Altar before being eliminated from the tournament.
That’s why the Chinese Team chose to do this.
“Remaining teams, listen! We must join forces! Otherwise, we’ll be eliminated pathetically without achieving anything!”
There were still many teams left.
Normally, there would be no reason to unite, since even if they combined their strength to ascend, they would have to fight again once they reached the Altar.
But.
“Understood.”
“We’ll join in.”
“It seems impossible without combining our strength.”
The overwhelming combat power of those already fighting on the Altar, including Korea, had paradoxically become the problem.
If they combined their strength and climbed up there, how many teams would even remain?
Honestly, even with combined strength, it was questionable whether they could ascend the Altar at all.
Imagining fighting each other on the Altar was meaningless.
Because of this, the remaining teams united their efforts even more enthusiastically.
Even those who had lost their will after most of their members perished.
‘At this rate, there might be a chance?’
‘If we all combine our strength and reach the Throne, the other teams won’t be in good condition either. No, if we just endure well, most of the other teams might collapse.’
‘If I can just survive alone, there’s a possibility?’
With such thoughts, they pooled their strength.
Thus formed, the Allied Coalition moved toward the Altar.
“Hold the line!”
Tanks at the front raised their shields and blocked all the attacks pouring down from above.
Sages deployed protective barriers to provide support.
Priests enhanced the tanks’ defense and restored their health.
Attackers also unleashed skills to block incoming attacks.
“We can do this! Advance!”
Was it true that numbers were everything?
With more than double the numbers pushing forward, they managed to somehow block even the formidable attacks raining down from the Altar.
Or so their hopes seemed.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Bang, kaboom!
Crash!
“Damn!”
“The shield’s durability is running out!”
“How is it this strong!”
“At least try some suppressive fire!”
“Damn it, is that the Korean Team’s Paladin? Their defense is absolutely solid!”
“At this rate, we won’t be able to advance…!”
The Allied Coalition began to lose ground once more.
We couldn’t hold on.
Their assault was far too overwhelming.
We had only just taken the first step up the staircase.
Was I truly expected to endure this barrage all the way to the top?
That was impossible.
Despair etched itself across the Allied Coalition’s faces.
With the situation deteriorating like this.
“Damn it, is everyone actually doing their part?”
“Now that I think about it, where’s the Japanese Team?”
“Huh? Where did the Japanese Team go!”
“Japan, Japan!”
“Those treacherous bastards!”
People began to cast blame in all directions.
Their suspicions were understandable.
The Japanese Team had stepped forward declaring they would join forces, yet now that the advance was underway, they had vanished from sight.
Had they fled?
But what good would fleeing do in a situation like this?
Amid their suspicions.
“It is complete.”
The Japanese Team was preparing a trump card to shatter this deadlock.
* * *
“Fire!”
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat!
“Let us display a magnificent magical spectacle!”
Boom!
“Too slow!”
Whoosh!
The allied teams, combining their strength.
The moment the Allied Coalition stepped upon the Altar.
We squeezed out every last ounce of our remaining power and unleashed a relentless barrage upon them.
A dizzying curtain of projectiles.
Though the Allied Coalition managed to plant their first foot upon the staircase of the Altar.
“Gaaahhh!”
Advancing further proved impossible.
Thanks to our overwhelming firepower and the terrain’s advantage, I had managed to brilliantly prevent the Allied Coalition from advancing any further.
No, it was more than just preventing them.
At this rate, it seemed I could completely annihilate the Allied Coalition before time ran out.
In that moment of assured victory.
A deep hum resonated through the air.
Something had triggered my detection ability.
Its location was above the Altar.
While others hadn’t noticed yet, I quickly raised my head and could perceive it.
‘A pentagram?’
A five-pointed star pattern, as if drawn in the air.
That symbol was being formed above the Altar.
Instinctively sensing danger, I.
“Million!”
Urgently called out Million’s name.
[ Vegeta’s Shield ]
( Non-Tradeable )
Form : Shield
Grade : Epic
I frantically raised the shield.
– Activating the skill ‘Emerald Stone Bastion’.
The moment I activated the defensive skill.
A deafening crash erupted!
An enormous impact descended upon us.
A sudden attack unfolding while I was focused on offense against the Allied Coalition.
Fortunately, for our team, not only I but Million as well responded swiftly, raising shields to block the assault.
“Ugh….”
The other teams were not so fortunate.
The Mongolian Team, intoxicated by the prospect of victory and absorbed in their archery, let out screams.
The French Team, who had been channeling a powerful spell to end the situation decisively, rolled across the ground, caught in a mana backlash.
Only the German Team managed to summon something like a golem… or rather, a robot, to block the attack.
Yet judging by the robot’s poor condition, it had still taken considerable damage.
But that wasn’t all.
“Wow! You blocked that?”
“Two teams managed to block it?”
“Much obliged. Now it is our turn to take the field.”
Beyond the shield.
A voice rang out from the direction of the pentagram.
A sharp blade aura extended forth.
It was not directed at me.
It wasn’t an attack directed at me.
It wasn’t an attack aimed at the German Team.
“Gahhh!”
“This can’t be….”
“Such cowardice….”
The Mongolian Team and French Team, struck down by the sudden ambush and suffering grievous wounds.
The attack had been directed at them.
Unlike our Korean Team or the German Team, they couldn’t even mount a defense, and since most of their members were Archers or Sages with low vitality, their condition bordered on death.
With follow-up attacks continuing in such a state.
Most of the Mongolian Team and French Team couldn’t even resist before their lives were extinguished.
What revealed itself then was.
“Two Thrones have appeared.”
“They’re ours!”
“Ours!”
“The Japanese Team?”
“Oh, you recognize us. What an honor.”
It was the Japanese Team.
Some resembled samurai from the Japanese occupation era, while there were also twins dressed in broad Japanese-style garments, seemingly Sages similar to Tae-ryeon.
Though I couldn’t discern their exact classes, the team appeared remarkably well-balanced at first glance.
“They can teleport the entire team onto the Altar without even a catalyst.”
“Even for us, that would’ve been quite difficult!”
“It took an incredibly long time!”
Just looking at Tae-ryeon’s ‘Thousand-League Stride’ alone revealed demanding conditions.
One of them was repositioning allies, and that’s why I sent Million to the Center during the ‘Monster Hunter’ trial.
Yet those twins moved their entire team directly onto the Altar without such conditions.
Even if it took considerable time, it was an extraordinary feat.
I pride myself on knowing everything about First’s class and skills.
But the unique classes of other nations often exceeded the bounds of my knowledge.
Those twins’ movement ability was one example, as was the German Team’s pure engineering.
In any case, at the Japanese Team’s sudden appearance, both I and the German Team hastily raised our weapons toward them.
“Wouldn’t it be better to keep watch on those below rather than us? We’ll even help you.”
“Weren’t you allied with those below as well?”
“Heh heh, even if we call it an alliance, it’s ultimately just a relationship of mutual exploitation, is it not? If you fight us now, your situation won’t be favorable either.”
The Japanese Team, proposing an alliance after launching a sneak attack without shame.
I didn’t like it one bit.
‘They’re right.’
Their words were correct.
If we engage the Japanese Team here and the Allied Coalition below completely ascends?
It would likely devolve into complete chaos.
In that chaos, our Korean Team and the German Team would be the first to face concentrated attacks.
So for now.
“Understood.”
“Heh heh, a wise choice indeed.”
Following their suggestion was the rational approach.
The German Team seemed displeased with the Japanese Team, their expressions darkening, yet they appeared to accept the proposal nonetheless.
Thus, having suddenly allied with the Japanese Team and glanced downward.
“We need to hurry.”
The Allied Coalition had climbed quite high already.
While we were caught off guard by the Japanese Team’s ambush, they had already passed the halfway point of the staircase.
Given the circumstances.
– I cast the 7-Circle water magic ‘Sea Blast’.
I attacked them once more.
As my magic activated, a colossal tidal wave crashed down upon them.
In terms of raw firepower, Flare would be superior, but what mattered now was pushing them back.
That’s why I chose this spell.
With Sea Blast.
Boom boom boom boom boom—!!
“Water magic!”
“Damn it, we can’t advance!”
“That’s not the French Team’s magic? Could this also be an attack from the Korean Team?”
Defeating the Allied Coalition would be difficult.
But pushing them back was more than sufficient.
And above all, I wasn’t the only one attacking the Allied Coalition.
Boom boom boom boom—!!
As the Allied Coalition was driven backward by my magic.
The other competitors unleashed their full power, driving the Allied Coalition further back.
Impressive firepower.
Yet the situation was far from favorable.
When the Mongolian Team and French Team were still here, I was confident we could completely overwhelm the Allied Coalition.
But now.
“Damn it, this won’t work! Scatter!”
“From now on, it’s every team for themselves!”
“There’s no point in staying together!”
“Japan! Didn’t you succeed in your ambush thanks to us? Attack Korea and Germany instead of us!”
“Heh heh, what are you saying? Our team’s success in the ambush is due to our own superiority.”
“They’ve betrayed us!”
It wasn’t betrayal.
The Japanese Team simply couldn’t fill the gap left by Mongolia and France.
Which made sense.
Though the Japanese Team was formidable, they weren’t specialized in long-range attacks like Mongolia and France were.
The Allied Coalition recognized this and spread out widely, each member climbing toward the Throne.
Since the Allied Coalition still outnumbered us, even with our best efforts, we couldn’t bring them all down.
As a result.
“We’ve arrived! I won’t let you stop us, you bastards!”
“The Throne! We need to sit on the Throne!”
“There’s no time!”
Members of the Allied Coalition began arriving at the Altar one by one.
A few members of the Japanese Team and Million tried to block them, but as more and more climbed onto the Altar, it became impossible to stop them all.
Because of that.
“We’re abandoning containment! From now on, we’re defending the Throne!”
The entire battle formation shifted.
Long-range attacks were no longer meaningful.
I too drew out my melee weapon and.
[ I activate Black Flame Transformation. ]
[ I borrow the power of the Black Flame Dragon, Luknir Desperato Ignockton. ]
[ I enter Black Flame Rampage state. ]
Drawing upon my power through Black Flame Rampage.
– I activate the skill Crimson Blood Claw.
Clang!!
I began engaging the enemy.
The melee had begun.
Enemies surrounded me on all sides.
Now even Japan and Germany could no longer be called allies.
I cut down anyone who rushed toward the Throne our team had claimed.
The situation unfolded so rapidly that I couldn’t even properly grasp what was happening.
[ 5 seconds until match end ]
At that moment.
A System Message appeared before all of us, and.
“Damn it, sit on the Throne!”
“Clear the way!”
“Don’t attack anyone else—we need to claim the Throne!”
Everyone standing on the Altar swung their weapons desperately, each determined to sit on the Throne.
[ 4 seconds ]
Boom!
Someone threw themselves forward and detonated, clearing a path.
[ 3 seconds ]
“Ugh!”
A player who barely claimed the Throne collapsed, their body split in half, staining the Throne crimson.
[ 2 seconds ]
Crash!
With the Throne within reach, two players’ bodies collided.
And so, in that final moment.
[ 1 second ]
Kwaaaaaaang—!!!
All their attacks converged, culminating in a colossal explosion erupting above the Altar.
[ Main Tournament, Second Match ]
[ The Throne Conquest has concluded. ]
The Throne Conquest came to an end.

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