Chapter 48

1 They say burning to death is one of the most painful ways to die. And I had just experienced it. It felt like every single neuron in my brain was firing off at once. [Exclusive skill “The Fourth Wall” mitigates the mental shock.] The pain subsided slowly. “The Fourth Wall” again. It gave me a strange feeling every time I overcame a crisis thanks to this skill. TWSA had become reality, and I was living in it. So what was this “wall” I constantly felt around me? …… No. Now’s not the time to think about that stuff. I had successfully gotten the King of No Killing attribute, and I had to keep moving. The attribute that could only be obtained by not killing a single member of my own species—King of No Killing. Despite its name, this attribute is closer to “deathless” than “no killing.” Of course, there was a condition, though… Still, thanks to its special ability, I was going to be returning to my body soon. At least, that was what I thought. [Due to a conflict of skill effects, the activation of the “King of No Killing” ability will be delayed.] …Huh? A conflict of skill effects? [Due to your death, your consciousness has been freed from the body.] [Exclusive skill “Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint” Lv.3 has been activated automatically.] Before I could even be confused about all that, I was overcome with dizziness. What? No, I don’t have time for this. Damn it. If it hadn’t been for that punk. I felt a sudden wave of nausea, then everything grew bright. Next thing I knew, I was watching a scene. One of the Ten Evils, Pildu Gong, pouted as he observed people inside the platform. He thought about running away, but he knew better than anyone that he wasn’t brave enough to do it. “Ugh… Dokja.” He looked down at the weight pressing down on his knee. A boy around ten years old was sleeping on his lap. “What the hell am I doing here…?” Pildu looked down at Gilyeong’s sleeping face and frowned. The boy reminded him of his past. A young child. Pildu had a daughter around Gilyeong’s age. He shook his head and sighed. “Honey, I can’t do this anymore.” “Land, land, land! Is that all you care about, Dad?” At one point, he had had a family of his own. He had worked hard to support them, bought some land with the money he made, tried his hand at real estate speculation, got lucky and became a building owner, took in tenants… He eventually became a big shot around Chungmuro. However, it didn’t take long for him to learn that all the real estate in the world couldn’t help him keep his small family together. “It’s not so bad, is it? Getting along with other people.” He looked up to see a beautiful face smiling softly at him. Sangah Yu. The woman who had been appointed vice leader of Chungmuro two days ago. “Get this brat off me already.” “Aw, don’t be like that. You were smiling just now.” Pildu wrinkled his lips as if to protest that accusation. Sangah plopped down beside him with a small groan. “You were a real estate tycoon in Chungmuro, right?” “That’s just what people called me.” “How much land did you own?” “About as much as everyone else.” “But you were the only one with the Landlord attribute, even though the others in your coalition also owned property around here…” Pildu smirked. “How naive. It’s not about how much land you have. It’s about the quality.” “Then what makes land good?” “It has to be worth a lot.” “What kind of land is expensive?” “The kind a lot of people want.” “Is that the kind of land you owned?” Pildu hesitated for a bit, then opened his mouth again. “…It was.” It wasn’t the land I wanted, though. Keeping the last part to himself, he looked up at the crumbling ceiling of Chungmuro Station. Sangah followed his gaze. Pildu was silent for a moment, but just as he was about to speak… Snap. Snap. They heard the sound of very thin threads being snapped in the distance. Sangah’s face darkened, and Gilyeong, who had been sleeping on Pildu’s lap, opened his eyes immediately. Vrrr. The cockroach sitting on his wrist was shaking its antennae. Something was approaching from the tunnel to Hoehyeon Station. Sangah jumped out of her seat, and Pildu activated his skill. [Character Pildu Gong has activated “Militarized Zone” Lv.8.] He bit his lip. Was it a landlord’s intuition? He couldn’t quite put it into words, but he instinctively knew what this feeling meant. “All of you! Gather around!” Someone was here to take away his land. Blam! Blam! Ba-bam! Pildu’s turrets fired at once, and something fell to the ground in the darkness, spraying blood. Ground rats. “It’s an ambush! Get into position around Mr. Gong! The formation we practiced this morning!” At Sangah’s command, people who were scattered all over the platform came running. “Team A, up front by the turrets! Team B, cover their blind spots! Team C, protect Mr. Gong!” Like clockwork, the group moved into well-practiced formations. Ground rats stood no chance against such a swift and precise response. They moved far better than they did during Emergency Defense. As they watched dozens of ground rats fall within seconds, the members of Chungmuro had the same thought. This is going well. So it’s this easy if we all work together. Just then, a voice came from the other side of the tunnel. “Hmm, looks like the Flute of Hamelin isn’t enough.” “This is Junghyeok Yu’s stronghold we’re talking about. Of course a level-9 subterranean species won’t cut it.” A small group of men and women emerged from the darkness. Four men and one woman. Pildu’s face darkened. He didn’t know how, but he knew— These people are on a different level from the ones we’ve faced so far. “Damn it… Call the little general!” “Already here.” Pildu felt a chill and looked back to see Jihye Lee, her sword in hand. Despite her rude tone, Pildu was relieved to see her. He knew how much of a difference it would make to have her here. But even then, he couldn’t shake off the sense of unease. “Who are you? Where did you come from?” Instead of replying, one of the intruders muttered in a low voice, “So it’s true. The Naval Commander and the Armament Lord are on the same team.” “The hell are you talking about? One more step, and I’ll shoot you full of holes!” But the strange men and women kept talking among themselves without even glancing at Pildu. “Which ones are away on the dragon hunt?” “The fifth, sixth, eighth, and ninth. Plus, one who’s not a Disciple, but pretty good.” “Then that leaves five of us, not counting the ones outside Seoul.” “Five is more than enough. Let’s hurry and wipe them out.” The first to step forward was a man in his thirties with a bulging stomach. The number seven was written on his shoulder. His thick eyebrows and oily face came into view when he looked up at Jihye. He licked his lips as he looked the young girl up and down. “I’ll take the Naval Commander. She’s nothing without a sea.” “What did you say, punk?” Jihye shot back angrily and lunged at the man. Realizing the time for talk was over, Pildu poured his magic power into the turrets. “Screw this. Just die!” Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Another intruder’s lips curled up into a slimy grin, a man with the number four written on his cape. “I guess he isn’t one of the Ten Evils for nothing. If we’d come just a bit later, this could’ve been real bad.” “Third and fourth, the two of you take Pildu Gong. Don’t let your guard down, and attack the turrets on the edge first.” A man with the number three on his forehead nodded. “Okay, I guess…… He’s one of the Ten Evils, so I suppose it’ll take two of us.” “Second, you take the rest.” The woman who had the number two on her cheek frowned. She had a small flute in her hand. “Why do I get the small fries?” “You’re the most suited for that.” “Then what’re you gonna do?” She shot back, turning to the man in a dark outfit. The number one was written on his cape. “I’m going to take over their flag slot.” I began to lose focus on this scene as I regained consciousness. Now I understood everything. My exclusive skill, “Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint.” I’d had a similar experience when I was inside the stomach of the sea commander. Back then, I saw Junghyeok Yu. That aside, I was rather impressed. I’d known the Disciples would have gone to Chungmuro with a plan, but not to that degree. The items they had brought alone showed how prepared they were. Mana-nullifying shields to defend against Pildu’s attacks and the Flute of Hamelin to control ground rats as cannon fodder. They were serious about threatening Chungmuro to control Junghyeok Yu, then take over the world. But it won’t be as easy as you think. “Wh-what? Is the Naval Commander supposed to be this strong early on? Something’s not right!” The seventh Disciple was the first to complain. Jihye’s precise swordplay was pushing him into a corner little by little. It was the natural outcome. She was far stronger than she was at this point in the original third loop. “Shit, Pildu Gong’s turrets are tougher than I thought.” Third and fourth were in trouble as well. The second Disciple, who was using the Flute of Hamelin, was also having a hard time dealing with Sangah’s threads and Gilyeong’s Mjolnir. After watching the battle for a while, the First Disciple stepped forward. He frowned, pulled something out from his chest, and lit it. Then he threw it at the Chungmuro group members. Ka-boom—! An ear-splitting noise, and the entire platform was engulfed in the explosion. Even I was shocked. …That bastard! Mass Destruction Mana Bomb. It wouldn’t do much against higher-level monsters, but against humans, it was a deadly weapon of mass destruction. It could only be created using ingredients found in Gangseo and Gangnam regions, and rare materials that could be bought from the Goblin Shop. He must be the King of the Disciples. The purple flag on his back was proof of that. Through the smoke and dust I could vaguely make out the carnage on Chungmuro platform. I felt helpless and frustrated. If they had a weapon like that, we were at a clear disadvantage. As the dust cleared, I saw Chungmuro group members lying on the ground. People throwing up blood, having suffered internal damage from the shrapnel. Sangah and Gilyeong were also on the ground. Even Pildu, with his “Defensive Wall,” wasn’t unscathed. Numerous wounds covered his body. “Whew, that’s better. On the ground where you belong.” The seventh Disciple pulled Jihye up from the ground by her hair. She had been near where the bomb had gone off and was in a worse shape than everyone else. “You’re nothing but a side character, so act like one.” “You son of a— Kuh!” She cried out when the large man punched her savagely in the stomach. “I’ll make sure to kill you real slow.” “Seventh, I told you we don’t have much time.” “Aw, but it’d be a waste to just kill her off. I’m not sure because I only read the early part, but isn’t she the type of character that gets teased as a love interest then tossed aside?” Jihye’s small frame dangled in midair like a rag doll. Her lips were quivering as she looked at me. [He…lp…me…] My blood began to boil. It wasn’t like me to feel this way. Jihye Lee was a fictional character. [Exclusive skill “The Fourth Wall” is shaking faintly.] But…just because she’s a character from a novel— [Certain functions of “The Fourth Wall” have been restricted due to excessive immersion.] Suddenly, my vision blurred and I felt dizzy and nauseous. [Your “Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint” proficiency has increased drastically due to excessive immersion.] [Switching to first-person viewpoint.] The world spun around me, and my consciousness felt stretched like a rubber band. When I opened my eyes, I was in Chungmuro. ……How? Jihye’s eyes were fixed on me. And it wasn’t just her. Everyone on the platform was looking at me at that moment. My vision gradually came into focus. I walked toward Jihye. To be exact, my body was moving against my will. One step, then another. Slowly but surely. The distance between me and her was closing. The seventh Disciple glared at me. “Who the hell—?” I felt uncomfortable, like I was wearing clothes that didn’t fit. My vision felt like my eyes were set at a slightly different height than usual, and all of my five senses felt a bit off. At that moment, I realized who “I” was. I almost laughed at this absurd situation. I hate this. I really hate it. Jihye’s lips moved ever so slightly. “Ah…” My hand grabbed a sword, as if it was something I had done millions of times. The way my fingers closed around the hilt felt strange. I drew my sword in such perfect and assured motion that it was almost beautiful. I got shivers from this fantastic feeling I’d never experienced before. The blade moved without a sound, faster than anyone could track. All I knew was that… …it touched something, which was cut off and fell to the ground. Someone yelped in shock, and another watched with their mouth agape. The seventh Disciple, who was holding Jihye by the hair, slowly dropped to the floor. Blood gushed out of his headless neck. My hand moved to catch Jihye’s small body as she fell. “Ah, ah…” She was gasping for breath, and I put her down gently. I stood and faced the Disciples who were glaring at me. The first person to speak was the third Disciple. “Who…are you?” How funny. Could they ask a dumber question? I moved my lips like I had always been him. “I am Junghyeok Yu.” The coldest and loneliest voice in the world. Finally, the sleeping prince had woken up. “And you will all die here.” Chungmuro would be safe now. I sensed my consciousness leaving Junghyeok’s body and slowly returning to mine. [Exclusive skill “Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint” Lv.3 has been deactivated.] [Conflicting skills have been resolved.] … [The special ability of “King of No Killing” is resuming.] [You are being resurrected.] [Body regeneration commencing.] My vision began to return, like a drop of paint seeping through paper. The objects in my sight gradually returned to the right hue and brightness. My bones, capillaries, digestive organs, and eyeballs were being regenerated. Junghyeok was handling things in Chungmuro, so I didn’t have to worry about that. The Disciples might have been powerful, but they were no match for Junghyeok Yu, who was even stronger than in his original third loop. Still……what a bizarre experience. I can’t believe I became Junghyeok Yu. I never want to experience that again. [Exclusive skill “The Fourth Wall” has nullified the mental shock of experiencing death.] [Preparing your reward for using “Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint” Lv.3] …Reward for using a skill? In the distance, I saw Huiwon screaming in my direction and Hyeonseong holding onto her, looking like he had just seen a ghost. Minseob and Seongguk were looking at me with utter shock. Good. Looks like my companions are okay. It wasn’t too late. “Dokja!” Huiwon yelled my name, having forgotten that she was supposed to keep it a secret. Actually, there was no need to hide my name anymore. Haaah… Air filled my newly formed lungs. The lesser dragon was nearby, continuing its ruthless slaughter. “As expected of Mr. Yu!” “Was that his ‘Revive’ skill?” Only a handful of Oracles were still alive. Of course, I didn’t have “Revive.” Recovering from a serious injury and coming back from death were two different things. [The special ability of King of No Killing is complete.] [You have spent 100 karma points.] [Your body has been purged of all waste. Your physical fitness has improved.] [Your stamina and magic power have increased by 1.] Plus, a resurrection bonus. This was why King of No Killing was almost a cheat skill. Selena Kim from the U.S. was the only character who acquired this attribute in all of TWSA. [Current Karma Points: 0/100] [Collect points in order to acquire the next Resurrection.] [You receive 1 karma point every time you save a human.] The King of No Killing’s special ability was “Resurrection.” Of course, you couldn’t resurrect whenever you wanted. You needed to collect karma points. Thankfully, the first Resurrection was free and even granted a stat bonus. [Level-5 Fire Dragon Lesser Dragon Ignir uses “Flame of Destruction.”] I can’t die immediately after I came back to life. And I couldn’t use the “Resurrection” special ability until I had enough karma points. I spotted a panel with the number two on it. Other people had already found different panels. “Hyeonseong, go to Dokja! We’ll move to the panel next to us!” Thanks to Huiwon’s quick thinking, Hyeonseong rushed over to me. He was sweating from the heat in the station. “Dokja, are you all right?” he asked. “I’m fine, as you can see.” “…I couldn’t believe my eyes.” Even if he had asked me how I came back to life, there was no time to explain. [“Absolute Shield” has been activated.] Flames were repelled before my eyes. Hyeonseong looked at me like I was the risen Christ. “Anyway, do you have something I can put on? Like a poncho or…?” “I may be a soldier, but I don’t always carry around— Oh.” Hyeonseong scanned my body and soon realized what was going on. It was great to be resurrected, but I had overlooked something. My protective gear had disintegrated, and most of my items were lost, too. In other words, I was stark naked. “…No, that’s okay.” Hyeonseong’s hands, which had moved to his belt buckle, quickly dropped at my words. He was going to give me his pants? How selfless can this guy be? Anyway, what I need now more than my clothes are my items. Even “Flame of Destruction” couldn’t burn constellation artifacts or important items for a scenario. That was why the Blade of Faith and the brown flag, a scenario item, were near the feet of the lesser dragon. Damn it. Of course that’s where they fell. At least it stopped other people from picking them up. As soon as the shield was deactivated, my companions came running toward me. Huiwon was at the head of the pack. “Dokja!” But as she got close, her face grew dark. [Constellation Abyssal Black Flame Dragon silently gazes at your black flame dragon.] I quickly turned my body away from her gaze. I sensed something gently covering my shoulders. “Don’t worry. We didn’t see anything. This isn’t the time to sweat the small stuff, right?” I flinched at the words “small stuff,” then I noticed something like a poncho draped over my back. On closer look, I realized it was a robe. The Robe of the Great Monk Samyeong. Right. Huiwon had it. “Thanks, Huiwon.” At that moment, I was grateful for anything. [Constellation Bald Leader of the Peasants’ Army feels a bit hurt.] “Let’s move.” The lesser dragon’s fire-breathing phase began. We escaped from its attack again by running counterclockwise. Huiwon and Hyeonseong ran ahead with their backs to me, apparently out of consideration for my exposed “black flame dragon” dangling scandalously with every stride. The robe was even shabbier than I’d thought, and couldn’t properly cover me. Unlike the thoughtful Huiwon and Hyeonseong, Minseob was tactlessly running right next to me. “Sir, what should we do? All the Disciples were burned to death…” It was as he said. There were no Disciples in sight. The Blue Ice pills rolling on the platform floor were proof of their demise. These items took a long time to digest and were resistant to heat, so they were still intact. Swoosh! The lesser dragon swiped at people with its front claws. “Gaah!” Two Oracles following us were crushed like lumps of meat. I ran straight to the middle of the platform and picked up the brown flag and the Blade of Faith. [You have recovered the brown flag.] [You may use the power of the flag again.] I looked around and realized my group were the only ones still alive. As I scrambled to think of a solution, the next round of number panels appeared. [The number panels have been reset.] “Everyone, here!” Luckily, a panel with the number five was activated. The problem was, it was the only panel being activated this time. The voice of the mid-level goblin came from out of nowhere. [Fu-fu, you’re still hanging on, I see. But how long do you think your luck will hold?] Next time, this panel could be number three or four. If that happened, one or more people would die. Even worse, if the number six were to come up… [Level-5 Fire Dragon Lesser Dragon Ignir uses “Flame of Destruction.”] [“Absolute Shield” has been activated.] We had barely earned another ten seconds. We had to assume this was the last time we would get lucky. “Haah… That asshole. What should we do, Dokja?” Huiwon was gasping for breath. Even Hyeonseong looked exhausted. Naturally, since they had been running around for ten straight minutes in sweltering heat. “I think we need to fight it.” “You said we couldn’t do that earlier.” “With those, maybe it’s not impossible.” I pointed at the Blue Ice pills rolling around on the ground. Luckily, there were five of them, just like there were five of us. If we each took a pill, we might be able to do some damage to the lesser dragon. The question was whether we could finish it off before its next big attack. [“Absolute Shield” has been deactivated.] “Run! Pick up those beads from the ground!” My companions moved as soon as the words left my mouth. [You have invested 4,100 coins on magic power.] [Magic Power Lv.16 -> Magic Power Lv.25] [Your soul resonates with the universe.] In order to deal the biggest possible blow to the dragon in a short time, I had to raise my magic power rather than my strength. I swallowed a Blue Ice pill I had picked up. [You have temporarily gained the ice element.] [Your attacks deal 40% bonus ice damage.] Now, we have to deal the damage. What should I do? Throwing ourselves at the dragon without a plan wouldn’t work. Hyeonseong had “Great Mountain Crush” but lacked agility, and Huiwon had agility in spades but her individual strikes didn’t have enough stopping power. It’d be great if we could target the dragon’s weakness. Can I use “Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint” to locate its weakness? Oh, that reminds me… [Exclusive skill “Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint” is already activated.] [The reward for using “Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint” Level 3 is available.] I had received a reward for using it earlier. [You have experienced the first-person viewpoint of the main character.] [You can obtain one of the skills of the main character you were immersed in.] ……What? I was so surprised that I failed to see the dragon’s claw flying at me. Huiwon quickly pushed me away. The place I’d been standing was reduced to rubble. “What are you doing?!” I couldn’t even respond to Huiwon scolding me. I could learn one of the skills of the character I was immersed in. In other words, one of Junghyeok Yu’s skills. [Displaying the list of available skills.] Oh? I even get to choose? I already had the power of the Blue Ice pill, and if I could even have one of Junghyeok’s skills… Something like “Protective Aura” or “Sky Breaker”……! [Choose the skill you wish to obtain.] 1. Cold Resistance 2. Fire Resistance 3. Lie Detection …Damn it. I should’ve known better. Of course things wouldn’t be that easy. “Lie Detection” was the only decent one out of these, but I obviously had to go with “Fire Resistance” in this situation… Roaaaaar—! The lesser dragon was spitting out fire. After that, the “Flame of Destruction” phase would begin. Think. I’m a reader. The answer was somewhere in the pages I’d read. [Your attribute improves your memory of the passages you have read!] Pages quickly flipped through my mind. Strategies for dealing with the lesser dragon. Some information from Chapter 12, Chapter 14, and Chapter 17. And the resources that were available to me now… “Dokja, hurry…!” I slowly closed and opened my eyes. And… “I choose ‘Cold Resistance.’” I made a decision. [You can now use the skill “Cold Resistance.”] I looked at my companions and yelled. “Huiwon! Hyeonseong! You still have those pills, right? Give them to me!” “Huh?” “Seongguk and Minseob! You too!” Minseob, who was about to put the pill in his mouth, didn’t look too pleased. “Hurry!” “Y-yes, sir!” I quickly collected the four Blue Ice pills. I put them in my mouth while avoiding the dragon’s fire. This is the best course of action. I’m sure of it. [You have consumed Blue Ice pills.] [The bonus elemental damage is multiplied by the number of Blue Ice pills you have taken.] [Your attacks now deal 200% bonus ice damage.] [A heart-stopping chill surrounds your whole body.] No one should ever do this under ordinary circumstances. Despite its name, a Blue Ice pill is a kind of poison. Taking just one was enough to make you feel like you were standing outside naked in the middle of winter. Five at once would instantly make you freeze to death. That is, under ordinary circumstances. [You are protected by “Cold Resistance” Lv.5.] Level five. It seemed I’d not only inherited the skill, but a portion of Junghyeok’s proficiency with it as well. “Everyone, get behind me!” I commanded my group as I reached for my sword. I didn’t know if it had anything to do with the memory of being Junghyeok Yu earlier, but it felt different when I grabbed my sword. [Blade of Faith has been activated!] Vweeen! [Unbreakable Faith’s special ability has been activated.] [The element of the aether has changed to “dark.”] [The effect of the Blue Ice pills adds an ice element to the aether.] The aether blade was blackish blue in color, a mingling of cold and darkness. The dragon’s flame parted around the icy aura emanating from the blade. I ran at the dragon with all my strength. It was all or nothing now. [Stigma “Song of the Sword” has been activated.] [Your blade is imbued with words left behind by Chungmugong.] Song of the Sword, a skill that provided different effects based on the verse. Please don’t let it be something weird. [Last night, a divine messenger appeared in my dream and said, “Do this, and you shall win. Do that, and you shall lose.”] For a second, I was puzzled by what that meant. Then I started seeing different colors on the lesser dragon’s body. Most of its scales were green, but there were some spots in red. [Constellation God of Naval Warfare wishes you luck in your battle.] I finally understood Chungmugong’s intentions. I see. Those are the monster’s weak spots. I ran along the burning path and raised my sword toward the dragon’s wing. The first one was a light red. I dipped under its violently flapping wing and severed its Achilles tendon. The second one was a deep red. I leaped to avoid the dragon’s tail, but its claw immediately swiped, as if it had been waiting for me. [A barrier has been activated due to the effects of the brown flag.] The barrier wouldn’t help against the flame, but it could block a few regular attacks. I ran at the roaring dragon and stabbed it with my sword. Kshk! The monster’s chest was now a deep shade of crimson, almost the color of blood. The lesser dragon flailed in pain and rage. The barrier created by the brown flag was broken instantly as a ball of fire gathered in the dragon’s mouth. [Level-5 Fire Dragon Lesser Dragon Ignir prepares to use “Flame of Destruction.”] The wide-area attack phase had begun. There were no more shields. I poured all of my remaining magic power into the aether blade and swung the dragon’s chest like a madman. Strike after strike. An incredible amount of cold energy exploded into the dragon’s chest. And yet, it stood its ground. More. Kraaaah! Just a little more… [Level-5 Fire Dragon Lesser Dragon Ignir uses “Flame of Destruction.”] I watched as the fire grew bigger before me. Once it touched me, I was dead. I could hear my companions yelling, but I didn’t relent. I kept swinging my sword with all my strength. I can do this. My calculations weren’t wrong. This was my final struggle as a reader. If I were Junghyeok Yu… My indiscriminate swings were imbued with something sharper. Swordplay so precise and swift it couldn’t be seen or heard. Junghyeok Yu’s swordsmanship. The almost magical moment his blade had cut an arc through his enemy. That memory filled my head. I gripped the hilt with everything I had and focused all my senses to remember that sensation. If I could replicate even a tiny fraction of that swordsmanship… Kraaah! My sword moved, and I heard something burst open. It was the dragon’s flesh. Blood gushed out from its wound, and my body went flying after being struck by its attack. I tumbled several times on the burning hot ground, then coughed up the blood I’d been holding in. I shook my head to regain my senses and barely managed to stagger back up. At that moment… …I locked eyes with the lesser dragon. I shivered in despair, but— Tsssss… “Flame of Destruction,” which had been about to incinerate us all, was quietly dying out. The dragon’s enormous eyelids twitched as its body slowly toppled backward. Blade of Faith, which was still stuck in its heart, was silently quivering. [You are the first person to defeat the minor Catastrophe Lesser Dragon Ignir.] [You have contributed to clearing the fifth scenario.] [You have achieved an impossible feat.] My body slowly drained of energy. I didn’t even have the power to make a fist because I was spent. Panting, I plopped onto the ground. It had been a reckless attempt. I could’ve died for sure this time. [The achievement of an impossible feat has delayed the calculation of your reward.] [Some low-level goblins have submitted a petition for a plausibility review to management.] The mid-level goblin appeared in midair and glared at me in silence. Whatever. Time for some sweet rewards.