The Strongest in the Game by Dominating Monster - Chapter 44

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Monster Domination: Game’s Strongest Episode 44

 

As soon as I finished the subjugation order and logged out, my mobile phone went crazy.

 

The caller was, as expected, Park Jinwoo.

 

Having watched everything through the broadcast, he was insisting I come out right away, saying he had to hear about those exploits directly from my own mouth.

 

Unable to resist his nagging, when we met at the neighborhood bar in front of my house, sure enough.

 

“Wow! You’re really something else! How do you manage to take first place in every event you participate in?”

 

Jin-woo downed his freshly arrived beer glass before even clinking it, then slammed the glass down and gave a thumbs up.

 

“It’s only been twice, barely.”

 

“Barely?! Hey, the reality is that others can’t even break into the rankings even after failing hundreds of times. Even decent rankers can’t do what you do!”

 

As if telling me to drop the fake modesty, Jin-woo waved his hand dismissively.

 

“You don’t know how awesome you were, do you? Even in Mosaic Mode, you were just so cool!”

 

“Cool, my ass. I was struggling so hard I looked like a mess.”

 

“Hehe. We don’t know that. From what we saw, you were just a mosaic-processed winner!”

 

Park Jinwoo burst into admiration, recalling just a few hours ago.

 

Even though his whole body was a sizzling mass of pixels, an aura overflowed from him.

 

That immersion-breaking element instead added a strange mystique.

 

In that place where thousands of users gathered, he was different, and his play was on another level.

 

“Ah. Is that so.”

 

Unintentionally learning about the positive function of Mosaic Mode, a faint smile appeared.

 

“Hehe. The chat window was going completely crazy too. It reminded me of the old days. People did the same when you did archery. When was that? Was it when you first won?”

 

A suddenly started story about the past.

 

Jin-woo often used my past as drinking snacks like this.

 

He would ramble on shamelessly about how amazing I was, how proud he was, and such stories.

 

“…So anyway, Baek Jin. Do you have any thoughts about broadcasting or NetTube?”

 

Then came a surprise proposal that hit out of nowhere.

 

I furrowed my brow at the unexpected statement, then shook my head.

 

“Not really? You know I have no talent for that kind of thing.”

 

Though I had various talents, I lacked the talent for chattering about every little detail in front of an unspecified crowd.

 

Moreover, I had no desire to expose myself to others.

 

Seeing that I wasn’t particularly interested, Jin-woo chuckled as if he understood.

 

“Well, I know it’s not your thing given your personality, but it’s such a waste. When there’s this much interest, wouldn’t broadcasting or NetTube be a huge hit? To put it bluntly, if you suddenly started NetTube? You’d easily hit a hundred thousand subscribers.”

 

“Come on. That much is…”

 

I waved my hand at the excessive evaluation, but Jin-woo was confident.

 

“That much, definitely. I checked the community before coming here, and it was full of talk about you. What’s your job, what items do you have, how do you fight, and so on. Your name gets mentioned more than famous rankers.”

 

I scratched my head at the repeated high praise.

 

I wasn’t particularly one to ego search, so I didn’t know it was to that extent.

 

“Anyway, I think it wouldn’t be bad to consider it at least once. Since broadcasting and NetTube can use Mosaic Mode anyway, there’s no risk of your personal info being exposed, and the income would be pretty decent too.”

 

“Hmm…”

 

I stroked my chin at the continued proposal.

 

Just as Jin-woo knows me well, I know Jin-woo well too.

 

Though he tends to put himself down by comparing himself to me, he’s also a genius attending Korea University.

 

Jin-woo’s proposals in this area had never been wrong.

 

“Alright. I’ll at least think about it. Think about it.”

 

When I emphasized the words “think about” twice, Jin-woo laughed out loud.

 

“Good. Ah. And right, that thing is coming up, right? The raid. How’s that going? Are you preparing well? If that fails, everything really goes down the drain, right?”

 

Jin-woo grabbed the dried pollack that came as a side dish and shook it, while I drained the rest of my beer and laughed lightly.

 

“Well, not bad. You know what I caught.”

 

Park Jinwoo’s eyes widened at the confident statement.

 

“That’s insane. Totally insane. A Minotaur.”

 

The image of an overwhelming beast flashed through his mind.

 

And Park Jinwoo suddenly imagined it.

 

That ferocious Minotaur that had driven the broadcast into terror just hours ago would now fight beside his friend as his friend’s soldier.

 

How spectacular and magnificent would that be.

 

Getting goosebumps all over just from imagining it, he finally couldn’t hold back and shouted.

 

“Ah. Really, just start broadcasting! Please!”

 

* * *

 

[Raid: 000:30:18]

 

The 720 hours that had seemed so distant now had only 30 minutes left.

 

The moment of decisive battle whose nature couldn’t be predicted.

 

The cold wind circling the castle walls brushed against my cheek.

 

Was it because of the cold wind? Or was it because of tension?

 

When my hands felt stiff.

 

Moo! (Lord Kairen! So you were here!)

 

The tension melted away like snow at the reliable voice heard from behind.

 

The Minotaur that had somehow climbed up onto the castle walls tilted its head.

 

The killing intent that had driven the battlefield into terror just yesterday was nowhere to be found, and gentle eyes worried about its master settled in its gaze.

 

Name: MinotaurOwner: KairenSpecies: MinotaurLevel: 20 (Pets cannot exceed their owner’s level.)Gender: ♂Additional Info.HP/MP: 6,500/1,500Skills1. Axe MasteryA master of axe techniques. Handles axes freely and can pull distant axes with hands.Mana consumption: 10 per second.2. BerserkWhen health drops below a certain level, the Minotaur goes berserk.When berserk, attack power, attack speed, and movement speed greatly increase.

 

It was reliable specs befitting the reputation of a Minotaur.

 

A monster with an absurd health value of 6,500 and two combat skills.

 

The specs made taming it feel worthwhile, but that wasn’t the end.

 

Aptitudes: Construction Lv1, Logging Lv4, Manual Work Lv1, Transport Lv3.

 

Its aptitudes were also close to being the ultimate in one field.

 

Its logging level was an incredible 4.

 

At this level, it could single-handedly handle log supply at the current stage.

 

And what I liked most was.

 

Hidden Talent: Fighter (A pet that particularly loves combat. Can activate the skill Berserk regardless of health status.)

 

With an important battle right around the corner, it truly had the best talent.

 

When I reached out my hand, the Minotaur lowered its body.

 

“I really think I made the right choice taming you.”

 

When tamed, all previous injuries are fully healed.

 

So when I stroked its majestic horn that had grown back, the Minotaur snorted contentedly.

 

Moo! (I’m also very happy to be following Lord Kairen!)

 

I smiled at the heartwarming answer.

 

As the Minotaur was building that bond.

 

[Lord Kairen!]

 

I heard Garuda’s cry as he soared through the sky keeping watch at my command.

 

[An unidentified ship has appeared from the Western Sea!]

 

“…!”

 

At Garuda’s report, I checked the remaining time until the raid once more.

 

There were still about 30 minutes left.

 

A ship suddenly appeared now, when there wasn’t much time left until the raid?

 

I could be certain they were related to the attack.

 

[About twenty people are aboard! They’re all Elves!]

 

“…Elves.”

 

I nodded lightly at the follow-up report.

 

The moment when the identity of the enemy I’d been curious about for 720 hours was revealed.

 

All sorts of questions arose about why the Elves came, what purpose they had, and how they found this place, but my body moved faster than those thoughts.

 

“Garuda! Keep watching! And everyone else, listen to my command!!”

 

A cold shout echoed through the territory.

 

Instantly, starting with the Minotaur right in front of me, all the monsters who had been busily working below the castle wall stopped moving in unison.

 

“Enemy attack! Everyone prepare for battle!!”

 

The first combat order given to thirty-seven monsters excluding Garuda.

 

Those two words changed everything that had been directed toward their master just moments before.

 

Goblins and Hobgoblins, and Orcs and Kobolds.

 

Their mouths split open as yellow fangs were greedily revealed.

 

A deathly chill rose like mist from the bodies of the Wraiths, Skeletons, and Ghouls.

 

Kieeeeeek!

 

Tsuiiiiiik!

 

Moooooooo!

 

The roars that burst out in unison were no longer welcoming howls directed at their master.

 

It was the only common trait shared by these different beings, the ancient desire carved into their bloodline: slaughter.

 

The primitive and pure instinct that had been barely suppressed by the thin shell called ‘loyalty’ bloomed cruelly.

 

* * *

 

[The raid begins!!]

 

[Event correction is applied!]

 

[The enemies’ levels are lowered to match yours, Adventurer!]

 

[Don’t let a single enemy escape! If even one gets away, the event will be considered a failure!]

 

The moment dizzying alarms bloomed before Kairen’s eyes.

 

The Elves who set foot on the island immediately knew.

 

This place filled with evil magic was undoubtedly their destination.

 

“Everyone stay alert to the surroundings.”

 

At Jeron’s cold instruction, the other Elves gripped their respective weapons and walked past the beach into the forest.

 

How long had they walked in the eerie silence where neither the songs of insects nor signs of animals could be felt?

 

At the end of the forest path, a massive structure revealed itself.

 

“What an ominous….”

 

Jeron’s brow furrowed deeply upon seeing the castle that was dark as pitch black.

 

“Lord Jeron. Over there….”

 

And one Elf pointed toward the top of the castle wall.

 

There was a man there.

 

Even to the Elves, who were a race of archers, he was a man with an extraordinary bow.

 

He stood tall atop the castle wall, looking down at them.

 

“So that’s him.”

 

Since he appeared to be just an ordinary human, the moment they carelessly took a step forward.

 

“Who are you people?”

 

Kairen’s gentle voice echoed.

 

The Elves’ steps stopped at the peaceful voice that differed from their expectations, and Jeron stepped forward.

 

“My name is Jeron! I am a son of the great World Tree and an Elf warrior who came under the command of the High Elf, Leanne!”

 

His voice was filled with pride that he had come here bearing a sacred mission.

 

“So you are Lord Jeron. What brings such a great person all the way to this place?”

 

Even after revealing his identity, Kairen answered gently with a faint smile.

 

“There was a prophecy from the great World Tree! I came to destroy the evil being that will bring about the world’s destruction! Now I ask you, who are you!”

 

“My name is Kairen. I am the lord of this place. However, I am merely an ordinary adventurer. I am not the evil being you speak of….”

 

Paaang!

 

Kairen’s words stopped there.

 

An arrow shot by Roa, who had somehow approached beside Jeron, grazed past Kairen’s cheek.

 

“Lord Jeron. How long do you plan to listen to that nonsense?”

 

“Isn’t it amusing? How he uses petty tricks befitting an evil being.”

 

Jeron and Roa twisted their lips.

 

At their arrogant mockery, a faint smile also appeared on Kairen’s lips atop the castle wall.

 

Tsk. As expected, such clumsy acting doesn’t work.

 

But it didn’t matter.

 

He had stopped those arrogant Elves at exactly the position he wanted, right in the center of this massive trap.

 

With that alone, his primary objective was perfectly achieved.

 

“Everyone prepare for battle! We will vanquish evil representing all of humanity!”

 

Jeron raised his sword high.

 

“Charge!!”

 

The moment he took his first step with that shout.

 

A cold doubt flashed through Jeron’s mind.

 

The opponent’s identity was a Monster Lord.

 

The apex of all monsters who commands all monsters like his own limbs.

 

But…. Why can’t I see any monsters?

 

That question was answered as the ground beneath his feet split open.

 

Crack!

 

From within the torn earth, rotting hands and skeletal joints rapidly shot up, strongly grasping the Elves’ ankles.

 

“Wh-what!”

 

“It’s Ghouls!”

 

“It’s Skeletons!”

 

Panicked voices burst out from various places at the unexpected ambush, but Jeron remained calm.

 

“Everyone calm down! They’re merely low-grade undead!”

 

He swung his blade to easily cut off a Skeleton’s wrist, then directed mockery toward the castle wall.

 

Was this shallow trick the best he could think of?

 

This level would only bind their feet momentarily and posed no real threat.

 

Lady Leanne. It was excessive worry.

 

As he recalled her earnest expression and wore an arrogant smile.

 

Moooooooo-!!!

 

As if mocking Jeron’s arrogance, an overwhelming roar that shook the ground burst forth from within the castle gate.

 

“No, no way….”

 

“Damn it….”

 

The faces of the elves whose ankles were caught by the undead turned pale with shock.

 

And a massive shadow quickly rushed out from within the opened castle gate.

 

Mi, Minotaur….

 

Gorman’s cry upon confirming the identity of the shadow never became a complete sentence.

 

Being the weakest elf here, he could never withstand the Minotaur’s axe.

 

The moment Gorman’s head burst like a watermelon, another shouted as if spitting out his last words.

 

“Mi, Minotaur!!”

 

“Dam, damn it! Everyone fall back!!”

 

Without even time to mourn Gorman’s death, Jeron shouted urgently.

 

A head-on fight with a Minotaur was madness.

 

They had to quickly create distance.

 

But the chilling cold of death gripped his ankle and wouldn’t let go.

 

Kekekeke.

 

A Skeleton hidden underground clattered its jawbones, laughing mockingly.

 

Shrieeeek!

 

Hihihihihihihi!

 

From the forests on both sides, Wraiths and Hobgoblins revealed themselves and began chanting eerie magic.

 

Kieeeeeeek!

 

Shriiiiiiek!

 

Grrrrrrrroar!

 

And behind the Minotaur, dozens of fangs and claws poured forth.

 

Orcs, Kobolds, Goblins. A low-grade but bloodthirsty legion charged without hesitation.

 

“Wh, what is this….”

 

A wave of monsters closing in from all directions.

 

Jeron trembled with bewilderment as he imagined the terrible disaster to come.

 

Watching that scene, Kairen stroked his chin and nodded.

 

“Hmm. Clean work.”

 

And that disaster looked so beautiful in Kairen’s eyes.

 

This was a perfect masterpiece he had designed and predicted from the beginning.

 

A beautiful painting where not a single brushstroke went astray.

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