Strategy share: 86%.
This share doesn’t just reflect the damage dealt, but I actually did deal that much damage.
I was actively involved, such as providing strategies for the overall raid against the World Boss.
[86%?]
[Wow, hahaha!]
[86]
[Didn’t you just solo it? lol]
[That’s insane]
[What was that last breath?]
[That was the finishing blow!]
[Hahaha!]
[Ah, I gave it to you to eat, why aren’t you eating? lol]
[The rewards are gonna be epic!]
[I guess I got both the first discovery and last hit, so that’s why I got that much.]
[Is Black really at 5%? lol]
Since I’m at 86%, that leaves 14% for the others.
Most of it is likely taken by major rankers like Leo, Black, and Yena, while the other rankers split the rest into 0.1 increments.
And if we go into smaller fractions, there are probably regular users who contributed just a bit or provided support.
[A large amount of experience points and a giant gold box have been obtained.]
[Level is skyrocketing!]
[LV.90.]
[Title: “One who has reached level 90” has been acquired.]
“Oh.”
The first reward is a massive amount of experience points and a gold box.
I don’t know how much is inside the gold box, but being ‘giant’ means it’s probably loaded with coinage.
Moreover, my level, which had almost stalled at 80, suddenly soared to 90.
“Level 90? Isn’t there a level 90?”
As far as I know, most rankers are in the 80s, just below level 90.
[?]
[?]
[Whoa]
[????????????]
[90, really?]
[Huh?]
[What’s this level 90?]
[Is this legit?]
[What’s up with the rank 1? hahaha!]
[Sword Saint is crying]
[Wow, didn’t Sword Saint just hit 89? And now this?]
[That title is sick! lol]
[Sword Saint is going to be furious]
[That title effect must be awesome]
[Sword Saint, who was just breathing at home, is super mad hahaha!]
“The title… is indeed mythic.”
Titles have ranks and offer buffs and additional stats.
The one I just got, “One who has reached level 90,” is of mythic rank.
It may not be as effective as equipment or items, but as a buff, it’s quite useful.
“Moving on to the second…”
[You have obtained 5 pieces of Fragments of the Cold.]
A gem tinged with purple.
It looks more like remnants made when the Demon King was reconstructed than actual fragments of the Demon King.
If I were to be technical, it should be called fragments of fragments.
“It seems like a refining item. I think it would be good to make it into accessories.”
Since Sre already has two fragments embedded in her nails, it’s not needed for her, and with barely any magic left, I guess it could just be made into something.
“Maybe Leo or Black has gotten at least one.”
[Looks useful]
[Mythical item?]
[Did a mythical one drop?!]
[Hurry up and reveal the mythical one]
[Myth, myth, myth]
[That person has something new in his hand]
[?]
[Oh]
[Is that it?]
“…This is.”
I looked at the small bracelet that naturally hung from my hand.
Something intertwined with pure white crystals and violet crystals.
[You have acquired the ‘Memory of the Cold (Mythical)’]
[You can temporarily invoke cold through the Memory of the Cold.]
I spread my fingers.
The bracelet glimmered, and the previously vanished cold swirled around my hand once more.
Just by extending my hand like this, I could bring forth the previous disaster again.
“…Hmm.”
Whoosh. I pulled the cold back in.
Now, the not-so-chilly cold was contained within the bracelet.
The chat window was going wild, and rankers who had heard the news of the mythical item were peeking over here, collecting their respective rewards.
“…….”
But apart from that, I focused on the name of the bracelet.
‘Memory of the Cold.’
Remnants of the Demon King. A clue.
I had no acquaintance with the Demon King Tempere of the cold.
That’s only natural.
I have never faced the ‘main body’ of any Demon King, including Tempere.
If I had, I would already be a dead man.
‘I may not be of the celestial race, but I have celestial blood flowing in me. Naturally, they wouldn’t let me live.’
This is not the realm of escape.
Just the fact that I have entered the Demon King’s domain already puts my life on the line with the Demon King.
Of course, I have encountered mental entities and subordinates conveying their will, but…
I have never even met Tempere.
Perhaps one of the Demon Kings with the least information.
I pondered for a moment and then steadied my hand.
Not now.
My physical condition isn’t normal, and it’s unpredictable what might happen if I forcefully looked into it.
It would be better to assess it later.
After confirming a bunch of random rewards, I wrapped up the broadcast with Deoen.
The moment I logged out, my eyes fluttered closed.
I dragged my exhausted body to bed and fell into sleep.
■
“I have a question.”
“Go ahead.”
In a space filled with traces of training.
He, who had returned with Lupein, exuding an overwhelming power even at a glance, turned to me.
The gigantic scars that even the exceptional physique and regeneration abilities of the celestial race could not conceal.
“I heard the six Demon Kings have their own Demon Realm. A place that’s different from this dimension.”
“Rather than the Demon King having it, it’s more like there’s the Demon King’s territory within the Demon Realm.”
Crash!
Countless spears tear the space apart.
Screaming, the space creates cracks but soon restores the shattered realm.
“There is only a vast void between those territories. The Demon Realm is the space of despair created by the Demon God. That’s where the Demon Kings reside.”
“Is the Heavenly Realm the same?”
“A bit different. From the Demon Race.”
The Celestial God wouldn’t know either.
He chuckled as he leaned back against the rock he always sat on.
“The Celestial God is the creator of the world. A creator, but also a bystander. I don’t know that person.”
“So, you follow someone you don’t know?”
“Why? Aren’t the ‘gods’ from the world you crossed over to similar?”
He made a smirk for no reason.
I kept my mouth shut, knowing he wasn’t wrong and stared at him.
“By the way… why?”
“Just. A little… overwhelmed.”
It all started for revenge.
Killing the Celestials, and if all Celestials die, then I’ll kill the Demon Race too.
The evil of the world.
The group of malice that threw me and everyone into the abyss.
But I definitely can’t handle the group of malice as I am now.
No matter how strong I get, I can never win.
Unchanging.
The law set from birth has never changed.
He looked at me with a pitiful gaze.
“…Just think about getting stronger. And survive. That’s all you owe me.”
“……I will take my revenge.”
“Then just stop at that.”
Remember.
Never. Never confront the Six Demon Kings and the Eight Seats.
‘Otherwise, you will surely die.’
…
“…Ah.”
Beep-beep! Beep-beep! Beep-beep!
The alarm in the same spot rings in my ears.
7 AM.
Time to wake up.
■
Rushing…
I poured coffee from the pot into a cup and headed to the living room.
I don’t know if it was night or day when I fell asleep; I just didn’t check, but it seems like about a day has passed.
I turned on the TV in the living room.
I bought it after moving in but don’t watch it often.
Beep.
─On the 8th at 7 PM. The World Boss ‘Frozen Wasteland Sugarado’ has been defeated. The last attacker is the user Lily Elbrite, a newly emerged ranker with exceptional abilities…
News about Deoen flows out.
It’s not a regular broadcast but a major network.
Since Deoen’s appearance, the rankings of the major networks I knew have changed a lot, but some of the networks I know still exist.
It may have been turned upside down, but there were still a few broadcasting stations I knew of.
The game’s content is now being reported as news.
It could be somewhat fascinating, but maybe it’s because I’ve seen this so much since I returned that it feels completely normal now.
‘In the first place, there have been a lot of requests for appearances…’
Through my manager, I get dozens of interview and TV show or advertisement requests every day, but I’m turning them all down.
If there’s a special reason…
It’s because I had no time during the mock Siege War, and honestly, I didn’t want to do that.
‘Being a figurehead is tiring.’
If it were a battle or a lecture that would be different, but I don’t want to walk around just as a “celebrity” symbol.
I’ve already had my fill of that during my time as a Saintess.
“By the way, it was the 8th.”
June 8th.
The mock Siege War happened around early April, and two months have passed since then due to taking down World Bosses.
It’s been almost four months since I returned.
“Four months…”
So much has happened, yet it’s only been four months.
I haven’t lived a peaceful life, but compared to the past, I’ve had quite a busy life.
One event after another. One event after the next…
Who knows what will happen next.
“I’ll just have to keep running.”
A little more comfortably than before.
■
Somewhere in Deoen.
In the deep underground, cut off from the world, a man moved.
The amethyst Sword Saint moved, and a very slow violet sword strike extended.
The opponent was a monster dozens of times sturdier than an 80-level field Boss Monster of the continent, possessing several times the sheer strength.
However, the monster took a step back as it instinctively sensed its future.
Its kin numbered in the hundreds, and there was a ‘King’ who was a powerful being beyond compare, but they were all dead.
‘Monster.’
Because of that monster.
“Mon, monster…”
Fwoooosh!!!
[Your level has increased!]
[LV.90.]
The man, having left behind the dying words of the monster he had killed, paused silently as he retrieved his sword.
Aside from the two messages, there should have been another message.
“…Why didn’t the title come in?”
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