Chapter 115

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Chapter 115: Night Dungeon (3)

「The one wishing to be the handler, please grab the chains.」

…6

…5

The remaining time is 5 seconds.

At this, Ricardo almost shouted as he revealed it into the air.

“Fuck you! Does this make sense?”

Ottavio, on the other hand, remained relatively calm, holding the chain and ship…

So, he took turns looking at the stone floor they had been riding on.

“It seems like the ‘handler’ is some kind of tank. From the fact that the marksmen have to protect him, it seems like his chain is so heavy that he can’t use weapons……”

“There’s no time for that.”

As Ottavio reiterated the rule, Yeongwoo, seeing the remaining time drop below 2 seconds, immediately picked up the chain.

Clank.

“…I’m a handler. It’s already decided.”

“……!”

“Ugh.”

The given time was too short, so it was not a matter of discussion.

It was a problem that depended on luck, a sort of party member lottery, where those with the will to pull off the handler and confidence in themselves had to pick them up on their own.

And luckily, the Guardian Sword of Sicily and the Leopard of Tocantins were in the same boat as Jeong Yeongwoo, the Strongest sword of Gyeongbuk.

“My skill might be a bit lower than yours. But still, there won’t be a big difference now.”

Yeongwoo lightly tapped the ‘Golden Oath’ wrapped around his upper body as he said this.

Thunk.

『Golden Oath』- Legendary Armor

[Enemy Attack Power Reduced by 50%.]

“Fortunately, even though my stats are a bit low, I can endure a lot of beating. I don’t know how much of a beating the handler’s role is, but……”

“……?”

There was no other way for Yeongwoo to explain.

It’s not like he can recite his specs here.

At least for now, they seemed like colleagues, but who knows what will happen in the future.

“I won’t die easily, so please focus on protecting the bonfire. It doesn’t even know how to scream when in danger.”

As Yeongwoo finished speaking and started wrapping the chains around his body, Ricardo looked at him blankly for a moment before bursting into laughter.

“He’s completely crazy.”

But still, as if acknowledging his greatness, he raised his thumb.

Meanwhile, Ottavio seemed genuinely concerned about Yeongwoo.

“…Are you really okay?”

“If you’re not okay, it’ll just be Russian roulette. But seriously, what kind of reward is there to make the difficulty this high?”

Now Yeongwoo’s gaze was on the ‘navigation course’ where faint lights were lined up.

Probably, the end of that light array is the final destination.

Until then, they had to navigate through the darkness with the two of them on that stone floor.

‘I guess I’ll have to spend all my money now.’

As Yeongwoo put the commemorative coin he had put in his pocket into his mouth, dotted lines appeared along his body contours.

Pahat!

『Character: Jeong Yeongwoo07』

[Strength] 2,900 (19+2,881)

[Endurance] 1,950 (21+1,929)

[Endurance] 1,950 (21+1,929)

[Durability] 2,450 (13+2,437)

[Sensitivity] 800 (24+776)

* Available Karma: 996,000

What are the important stats for a handler?

‘For now, let’s exclude strength since we can increase it by 25% with Masochism.’

That leaves endurance and durability.

According to the rule we just saw, the marksmen’ role is to protect the handler and the bonfire within the boundary of not leaving the stone floor.

In other words, it means those intruders will actively attack the handler too.

‘I’m not sure how deadly their attacks will be. If it’s at the level of cutting some flesh, I can cover it with regeneration.’

Of course, the resulting pain would have been entirely Yeongwoo’s responsibility.

This is because the pain that the Berserker Talisman nullifies is limited to critical hits that cause the body to shatter.

「Berserker」 – Mutation Amulet

【Ignore a certain level of pain.】

‘Now, since my endurance is quite low at the moment, I think I should give a bit more power to this side……’

Judging from the atmosphere, the ‘voyage’ is about to begin.

In the end, Yeongwoo evenly invested in endurance and durability.

In case his strength is lacking, he was considering drinking a doping potion.

Pahat!

『Character: Jeong Yeongwoo07』

[Strength] 2,900 (19+2,881)

[Endurance] 2,448 (21+2,427)

[Durability] 2,948 (13+2,935)

[Sensitivity] 800 (24+776)

* Available Karma: 0

Perhaps because this could be the last time, he left not a single penny.

Then Ottavio, who realized what Yeongwoo was doing, looked at his sword with a determined face and said.

“We won’t fail. We’ll protect you no matter what.”

And at that moment.

Beep!

The unpleasant warning sound from earlier echoed again.

「In 5 seconds, the dungeon will begin.」

「All marksmen, please come up to the deck.」

At this, Ottavio and Ricardo took their positions on the stone floor near the bonfire.

“What’s this… I’m shaking like crazy.”

As Ricardo stroked his bruised face and muttered, Ottavio added with a sniffle.

“Wasn’t this supposed to be level D difficulty? Are you coming again if you survive?”

“Are you insane?”

As Ricardo spat out his lines, the flames of the bonfire flickered once.

Whoosh!

「Dungeon commencement.」

Finally, it began.

The insane voyage.

“Let’s go!”

Clack!

As Yeongwoo stepped forward, the chains connecting him to the ground tightened.

And then.

Thunk.

Suddenly.

The stone floor carrying the two marksmen truly began to move.

But this was purely due to Yeongwoo’s strength.

There were no wheels under this stone floor.

“Fuck fuckk…”

Ricardo spat out curses, filled with remorse for the handler and fear of the dreadful situation.

And just as the stone floor was starting to pick up speed, an alarming sound came from beyond the darkness surrounding them.

-Over there.

-What’s that?

Although the voices sounded as harsh as metal scraping against metal, they were undoubtedly human voices.

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“Huh…?”

“Why are there people in a place like this?”

But no matter how much one thought about it, these sounds were undoubtedly from the ‘intruders’ described in the rule earlier.

The ones aiming for the handler and the bonfire.

“Shouldn’t the bonfire stay lit?”

Ricardo, who had become confused by the fading rules, asked anxiously while glancing around at the darkness.

To this, Yeongwoo, who was practically a slave pulling the boat, replied.

“Yes. We have to protect both the handler and the bonfire.”

And with this conversation, the assailants appeared.

-Kill them!

-Hiyaaah!

Tatatat!

From the darkness all around, figures rushed into the illuminated area near the bonfire.

They looked like people, and there were easily over a hundred of them, visible in the light.

It felt like the first day of a reset, recreating the brawl at the currency exchange.

“…!”

These monstrous figures, covered in ash-like powder, climbed onto the boat one by one, each wielding a weapon in hand, and then attacked the two marksmen guarding the bonfire.

-Die!

-Kyaaah!

Although these monsters varied in gender and race, their purpose seemed singular: to ensure the failure of the three who had come here.

“These fucking bastards!”

Ricardo, who was standing near the bonfire, gritted his teeth and swung his sword, but they mercilessly charged at him without fear.

“Urgh…!”

Not only Yeongwoo but also the other two were traumatized to the point of mental oppression, as their memories from the currency exchange were close to traumatic.

“Get off!”

“Uwaaaah!”

Of course, as the strongest in the large area, each time they swung their swords, several of the monsters were cut down.

But the real problem began from this point.

Thunk thunk.

“Oh, it’s incredibly heavy!”

As the bodies piled up, the boat became unbearably heavy to the point where Yeongwoo couldn’t pull it anymore.

It was clear that the weight of the monsters was not at the level of an ordinary person.

“Oh my god. We need to clear away the bodies.”

Realizing the situation, Ottavio began kicking the bodies strewn across the stone floor with sweat pouring down his face.

And in the meantime, an even larger number of monsters had gathered around.

Although it was still not bright enough to confirm with the eyes, the chaotic commotion felt from beyond the darkness was evident.

A dreadful premonition, as if thousands were wriggling nearby, despite being unable to see.

“Fuck.”

Eventually, curses escaped from Yeongwoo’s lips too.

He decided he needed to reduce the number of monsters, even if it meant sacrificing some speed.

With this in mind, Yeongwoo lowered his gaze to draw the sword from his belt.

Then…

“…!”

He saw the Dragon’s Legacy glowing red.

It could have been because of Ricardo behind him, but a more ominous intuition brushed against Yeongwoo’s back.

So Yeongwoo…

Shwack!

Drew the Dragon’s Legacy from his belt.

“Huah!”

In the darkness, he forcefully threw the sword towards the darkened distance.

He did it to see if the Dragon’s Legacy was burning inside there too.

Whoosh!

Gradually, the red blade cut through the darkness diagonally, illuminating glimpses of the ashen monsters that filled the darkness around the grade detector.

“This…!”

As expected, the monsters filled every inch of space along this route.

But what made Yeongwoo more scared was…

‘This seems real after all.’

The Dragon’s Legacy, which had flown tens of meters, was still burning red near the blade.

This meant that the monsters surrounding the sword also had internal ranks.

And as far as Yeongwoo knew, the only ones with internal ranks were those with human status.

Since mutants are essentially judged to be human, they become the subject of local swordsmanship guidance and the Dragon’s Legacy responds to them.

‘These bastards might really be humans.’

Around this time, another group of monsters rushed forward from the front, their eyes glinting.

-Target the chains! Get the one unhooking the chains first!

-Let’s cut their legs!

-Cut them off!

It seemed these ones were specifically targeting the handler.

Seeing the monsters near the bonfire being swiftly dealt with, they immediately rushed towards Yeongwoo.

Upon this, Yeongwoo remotely retrieved the Dragon’s Legacy he had thrown far away and also drew the Black Sword still tucked into his belt.

He intended to wield the Black Sword to its fullest extent, thinking it might be able to clear a path, at least for the boat.

“Come at me, you bastards!”

As Yeongwoo roared with determination, one of the monsters who had emerged from the darkness spat out an unbelievable line.

-Oh, Yeongwoo!

“What…?”

Yeongwoo could only turn his head towards the origin of the voice, seemingly entranced.

And his already dilated pupils widened even further.

-This time, please grant my request. Can you do that?

What is the identity of the thing draped between the darkness and the light of the bonfire, looking at Yeongwoo?

-Today, please die here.

It was none other than Yeongwoo’s former roommate, Im Bonghee.