While the rough estimation might not offer pinpoint accuracy, if we assume Grade E to be approximately twice as formidable as Grade F, then Grade D should theoretically possess a strength 4-5 times greater than Grade E. Yet, here stood Ryoshu, pitted against a Grade C behemoth, while still lacking any official rank. This stark contrast implied that the monster must wield a power at least ten times greater than his own.Despite the daunting odds, Ryoshu clung to a single advantage: the creature's Defense had been halved, significantly tipping the scales in his favor. Therefore, fleeing was out of the question. Even if he entertained the notion of escape, the labyrinthine depths of the abyss rendered it nearly impossible.Fleeing had never crossed Ryoshu's mind, even in his darkest moments. "What reason do I have to fear a boss whose every move and technique I've already committed to memory?" he defiantly pondered.He engaged the Slime creature with unwavering resolve, patiently biding
Ryoshu's fingers tightened around the bowstring, a palpable tension coursing through his muscles as he prepared to unleash his devastating attack, "Impact." The weight of his impending action hung heavy in the air, his resolve unyielding despite the exhaustion gnawing at his being. Yet, after 14 seconds, a sense of urgency clawed into his consciousness as he felt his mana reserves dwindling rapidly, like sand slipping through his fingers. With a decisive flick of his wrist, he deactivated the invisibility mode of his mask, a practical concession to conserve his waning energy."Perhaps the invisibility feature saps more energy than I initially anticipated," he mused aloud, furrowing his brows in contemplation. Determined not to squander even a fraction of a second, he extended the charge time by six seconds, channeling Fire mana into the final arrow with practiced precision.As he released the arrow, a dazzling blaze of orange-red light erupted from its tip, flooding the cavern with it
At 21:06 on Wednesday, August 23, 2023, Ryoshu gradually regained consciousness, his mind still foggy from the ordeal he had just endured. With a groan, he instinctively reached for his watch, the glow of its display piercing through the dimness of his surroundings. "Have I been out for long... well, at least I'm not late..." he muttered to himself, attempting to gauge the passage of time.Awareness flooded back into his battered body, and Ryoshu was met with a symphony of pain. Every nerve screamed in protest as he attempted to shift his position, the slightest movement sending jolts of agony coursing through his limbs. He fought against the waves of discomfort with gritted teeth, determined to reclaim control over his body. Each attempt to sit up felt like a monumental task, his muscles straining against the weight of his injuries.With trembling hands, Ryoshu gingerly explored the extent of the damage. Severe burns marred his skin, the angry red welts a stark reminder of the fier
After overcoming the trials of the Courage Challenge with a moderate difficulty rating of C, you've proven your mettle. As a token of recognition for your endeavors, you're rewarded with 10 Silver Coins and the coveted Book of Lightning Magic (C)."Finally, the missing piece of my collection," Ryoshu exclaimed with palpable excitement as he held up the ancient tome. Its cover bore an intricate design featuring a vibrant green lightning bolt, symbolizing the powerful magic within it.But your achievements don't stop there. Having conquered 91% of the Temple, you're entitled to additional rewards befitting your exceptional performance. Your impressive A+ evaluation underscores not only your extraordinary fortune but also your unparalleled skill and strategic acumen.Among the supplementary rewards lies the enigmatic Black Dragon Pill (S-), igniting Ryoshu's curiosity. "Could this be a treasure?" he mused aloud, eager to unravel its mysteries and discern its true worth.The Black Dragon
Perched atop the familiar rock, worn smooth by countless moments of contemplation and rest, Ryoshu allowed the weariness of his journey to settle upon his shoulders like a heavy cloak. The once vibrant flames of the campfire, now reduced to mere glowing embers, danced erratically, casting ephemeral shadows that played across the rugged terrain. With a sense of urgency gnawing at his insides, Ryoshu reached for his Travel Scroll, its weathered parchment a tangible link to the unknown destinations that awaited him. With practiced precision, he dipped his quill into the inkwell and began to inscribe the coordinates of his next destination onto the scroll."The alley next to Angels' Whiskey," he wrote, his strokes purposeful and resolute, the ink flowing smoothly across the parchment as if guided by an unseen hand.He finished, Ryoshu's gaze drifting beyond the confines of the scroll, his eyes alighting upon the distant horizon. There, amidst the vast expanse of the unknown, lay the haun
"Out of nowhere, you're suddenly standing there, clasping your hands together in prayer. What's that all about?" The man's voice thundered with authority, sending ripples of unease through the air. His mere presence seemed to exude a powerful aura of Mana, casting a dark shadow over the surrounding landscape.In an instant, the once serene forest was shrouded in darkness, the thick canopy overhead blocking out the faintest glimmer of light. Only the imposing figure of the man remained visible, a stark contrast against the backdrop of the abyssal gloom.Ryoshu turned slowly, his movements deliberate as he faced the enigmatic stranger. He couldn't help but be struck by the man's commanding presence, from his towering stature to the regal air that seemed to cloak him like a mantle. The distinct hue of his purple hair added to his imposing demeanor, while his English, though spoken with confidence, betrayed hints of uncertainty, echoing through the stillness with an almost palpable weig
With a nonchalant flick, Ryoshu bade the prince farewell, tearing the scroll containing their intended destination into shreds. As he glanced at the torn pieces fluttering to the ground, a sly smirk curled the corners of his lips, imbuing his departing words with a mocking edge."Your graciousness knows no bounds! Farewell, and fear not, dear prince, for I shan't trouble you again any time soon," he quipped, his tone dripping with sarcasm.In response, the prince's rejoinder was swift and cutting, his words laced with a venomous determination that sent a shiver down Ryoshu's spine. "By the honor of the Volkov family, I vow to pursue you... you despicable thief," he spat, his grip tightening around the book he wielded like a weapon as he advanced menacingly.Caught in the throes of his deception, Ryoshu watched as the prince lunged forward with a ferocity that bordered on primal rage, accusing him of treachery. "You deceitful scoundrel!"And then, with a resounding boom, darkness engul
Ryoshu delved into the depths of his thoughts. He meticulously sifted through the newly acquired information, methodically rearranging it in his mind. Despite the situation's complexity, his primary objective remained clear: deciphering and making sense of everything."It is highly likely... that this is the latest update from the game developers," he concluded, drawing upon his extensive knowledge of the game's mechanics to form his assessment.Once again, the resonant voice reverberated from the vast expanse of white."I am nearing the threshold of my capacity to endure Karmic repercussions... I must inform you that in the foreseeable future... the authority I granted you, the System, will temporarily cease to exist. To safeguard you, I had to intervene directly in the human realm. This intervention depleted a significant portion of my power... Along with it come severe penalties... the details of which are of no concern to you."With each passing moment, the resonance of the voice