Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 144

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– Welcome to the 13th floor trial.

– Theme: A Beast Tainting the Swamp

– Time Limit: 96 hours

– You have defeated the Corpse Flower that was polluting the swamp, saving the swamp and its guardian tribe.

– However, there remains a threat in the swamp more dangerous than the Corpse Flower.

As soon as he read the trial, Seun recalled the objective.

If a player were to arrive at the swamp theme for the first time, they might wonder what this meant, but Seun had already passed the swamp trial once before.

A beast tainting the swamp.

This clearly referred to the magical beast that the Orc tribe was raising in preparation for a battle with the Lizardmen.

As expected, Magu was the first to bring up the trial.

“Thank you so much! Thanks to you, I was able to heal the swamp and my friends!”

“It was something I had to do anyway.”

“But, there’s still one more problem….”

“The magical beast, right?”

“That’s right! You are truly amazing, benefactor. You know all of our problems. It’s as if you’re a messenger sent by the gods!”

“Haha….”

A messenger sent by the gods, huh.

To be precise, a messenger sent by the Demon God would be a more fitting expression.

Well, now that he knew the objective, there was no need to hesitate.

He hadn’t rested once since the swamp trial began, but staying up for a few days wouldn’t affect his condition at all.

This was partly because the player’s body was strong, and partly because his inherent recovery speed had increased and the rate of fatigue accumulation had decreased after reaching the 2nd Armor.

If possible, he planned to stay awake until he finished the entire swamp theme.

To obtain high merit points, it was important to clear the trial as quickly as possible.

Even sleeping time was precious.

Of course, such stubbornness wouldn’t work from the mid-level trials onward.

“Ah, and the reward!”

“The reward doesn’t matter, so do as you see fit.”

“No! You’ve worked so hard for us, we can’t just stand by! While you’re gone, we’ll prepare a reward!”

“Do as you please.”

“Please be careful!”

Seun set out to eliminate the Orc tribe’s magical beast and complete the swamp trial.

* * *

“Shriek! What’s all the commotion!”

In the Orc tribe’s settlement, where monster bones and hides served as decorations, an especially large Orc frowned and approached the center of the disturbance.

The sound of air hissing from his mouth whenever he spoke, due to his protruding fangs, made even that sound threatening because of his fierce appearance.

“They say they’ve captured a Lizardman.”

“Those slippery things got caught?”

“Well, his condition isn’t very good. It seems like he’s lost his mind.”

“Step aside. I’ll interrogate him myself.”

“Yes.”

Recently, explosions had been echoing from the Lizardmen’s tribe.

The sound was loud enough to reach the Orc tribe, so naturally, they formed an investigation team and cautiously explored the Lizardmen’s tribe.

But what was this?

The Lizardmen’s tribe, their only rival in this swamp, was devastated.

Buildings were collapsing, the swamp was deeply cratered, and flames still burned in the surroundings.

It was as if dozens of meteors had fallen from the sky.

What was even stranger was that there were no Lizardmen corpses anywhere in the settlement.

Whether it was a disaster or an attack by an enemy, it was natural for corpses to remain.

Even though they were enemies, the Lizardmen’s pride, inherited from their ancestors, was strong enough to defend their village even in death.

As if ghosts had swept through, nothing remained in the Lizardmen’s village.

Therefore, after repeated searches, what they finally found was the Lizardman before their eyes.

“Shh, shh…. Shh….”

The Lizardman was not bound. No, there seemed to be no need for binding.

Where had the Lizardman’s pride gone? He was lying flat on the ground, curled up, biting his own tail.

His eyes were tightly closed, and his body was trembling. Even his breath sounded shaky.

An Orc approached the Lizardman to interrogate him.

“State your name.”

“Shh, shh….”

“…He really has completely lost his mind. I would have acknowledged his pride, but now he seems no different from a beast.”

How could they extract information from this Lizardman?

The Orc pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

When had he ever moved after thinking?

Interrogation, combat, it was all the same.

Strength. Only strength could solve everything.

Bang!

“Speak quickly. If you don’t, I’ll crush you, starting from the tip of your tail.”

“Shh, hee! A, a demon. A demon! ”

“I’ll say it again. If you don’t speak….”

“Bakan-nim [Orcish title of respect, similar to ‘Lord’], please wait a moment.”

“Why are you stopping me?”

“What he just said. I don’t think he was talking to Bakan-nim.”

“What?”

He was right in front of him, yet he wasn’t talking to him? Was it possible to think of another being while standing before him?

It seemed absurd, but there was no way his subordinate would have said such a thing without thinking.

Reluctantly, Bakan lowered his fist and stared at the Lizardman.

The more he did, the more the Lizardman trembled.

“No way. A, a demon. Shh, everyone will die. You can’t escape!”

The Lizardman couldn’t bear the trembling and bit his own tail.

He bit so hard that scales shattered and fell off, and green blood dripped from the raw flesh.

In that figure, one could see not just simple fear, but even madness.

“Get him out of here. Even without information, we can solve it with strength.”

“Shriek! I understand!”

Bakan spat as if he was disgusted and turned his back.

He should have turned back as soon as he saw his initial state. He felt like he had wasted his time, and the Lizardman’s mad screams bothered him, leaving him with an unpleasant feeling.

The moment two Orcs, who had received Bakan’s orders, grabbed the Lizardman’s arms and tried to take him to the execution ground….

KWAANG!!

A deafening roar was heard from the entrance of the village.

Bakan frowned, and the other Orcs covered their ears and panicked.

What on earth had happened?

While everyone was panicking, only one creature was smiling as if he had expected this explosion.

“He has come. The demon, the demon has brought disaster! Everyone will die! You can’t escape! Sheekeeheek!”

The Lizardman screamed, holding his tail, which was half-severed and dangling from his mouth, biting it.

At that sight, a faint fear began to creep into the Orcs’ minds.

* * *

Orcs were no different from Lizardmen.

They were slightly stronger in terms of physical strength, but they emphasized strength, so they were lacking in tactics and formations. However, their overall combat power was the same.

So, this time as well, Seun’s method of clearing the trial was the same as the trials on the lower floors.

– According to the mysteries of the Black Tower, the power of ‘Inferno’ is enhanced.

– According to the mysteries of the Green Tower, the speed of ‘Tornado’ is increased.

…….

The 5th circle magic that the Orcs had never experienced in this narrow swamp.

He would unleash that disaster-like magic, clearing the way from the entrance.

Of course, the Orcs outnumbered the Lizardmen, so his mana would run out before he could kill them all. However, while fighting the Lizardmen, Seun had realized the best way to deal with such a large army.

– The Saint’s Mark reacts to the Legend of the Blood Wolf.

– The first ability of the Saint’s Mark, ‘Fear,’ awakens.

If he showed an impact strong enough to manifest the first authority of the Saint’s Mark, then it would be the Saint’s Mark’s turn from then on.

The authority of fear spread around, consuming the Orcs’ minds.

The Orcs were known as braver warriors than any other race. They were the ones who fearlessly wielded their axes for their tribe, not fearing death.

“Shh, shriek!”

“This is too much… too much!”

Under the authority of fear, they were just weak cowards.

Thanks to this, he was able to easily advance deep into the tribe while saving his mana.

‘The duration of the Saint’s Mark is limited, though.’

The authority of fear was not something he could use forever.

Just as magic used the mana contained in the circles, and martial arts used the internal energy contained in the dantian [energy center in the body], the authority of fear also used the divinity contained in the Saint’s Mark.

Compared to the second ability, the power of frenzy, the consumption rate of divinity was slower, but even this was best maintained for only about twenty or thirty minutes.

However, that wasn’t a big problem. He was confident that he could clear the Orc village in about twenty or thirty minutes.

“Is it you! The one who destroyed the Lizardmen’s village!”

After moving about halfway through the village, hundreds of heavily armed Orcs surrounded Seun.

And beyond them, an Orc with a body so large and strong that he might be mistaken for an Ogre was standing.

His body was covered with countless scars, and he held a vicious glaive [polearm with a single-edged blade] in his hand.

‘As expected of the hasty chief.’

He was a monster that Seun knew very well because he had been on the same side before his regression.

The Orcs’ leader, Berkal.

He was compared to an Ogre, but his combat power was more powerful than an average Ogre.

In terms of simple brute force, he was stronger than the Lizardmen chief.

He was an enemy difficult to deal with using wide-area magic, so this time as well, Seun drew his sword and kicked off the ground.

The surrounding Orcs rushed at him all at once to protect their chief.

– Through internal energy, the fourth stance of the Blood Wolf Sword Art, Blood Wolf’s Roar, is enhanced.

– According to the mysteries of the Breaking Limit Divine Art, the power of martial arts is enhanced.

Awoo-

“Shriek!”

There was almost no difference from the battle in the Lizardmen village.

No matter how strong the Orcs were, they couldn’t block the red sword energy scattering around Seun, and while they hesitated, Seun had already arrived right in front of the chief.

“How dare. A human. Dares to. Challenge me.”

There was no sound of air leaking from Berkal’s mouth.

His words were choppy, but each word was filled with power, creating a sense of pressure.

A kind of mental battle.

However, Seun had no intention of losing in the mental battle either.

“An Orc dares to act up?”

– Through internal energy, the fifth stance of the Mount Tai Eighteen Style Sword Art, Mount Tai Press, is enhanced.

– According to the mysteries of the Breaking Limit Divine Art, the power of martial arts is enhanced.

Kwaang!

Seun’s sword, carrying the weight of Mount Tai [a sacred mountain in China, symbolizing immense weight], struck Berkal’s glaive.

Rather than weapons colliding, there was a roar as if two giant rocks had collided.

The resulting pressure spread around, preventing the Orcs from approaching.

Getting involved in this fight would only make them a shrimp caught in a whale fight [idiom for being caught in a conflict between powerful entities].

“Everyone, don’t interfere!”

“This is the chief’s battle. Do you intend to interfere with a battle of honor?”

“Shriek!”

In response, the surrounding Orcs formed a circle around Berkal and Seun.

A small arena was completed in an instant.

The Orcs valued strength, so they didn’t like being interrupted in such one-on-one fights. That was why this situation had unfolded.

‘Good for me.’

It would have been annoying to fight the chief while keeping the other Orcs in check, but thanks to that honor, he could fight more comfortably.

Kang, Kagang!

Berkal’s and Seun’s swords collided in succession.

Berkal had strength surpassing an Ogre, but Seun, using the Mount Tai Eighteen Style Sword Art and imbuing his sword with the weight of Mount Tai, was never pushed back.

No, rather.

Drddrdk!

“A human dares. Quite strong!”

As the swords collided, Berkal’s massive body was gradually being pushed back.

The Orcs surrounding them, witnessing the unbelievable reality with their own eyes, held their breath and swallowed.

However, the result was already determined.

The fact that Seun hadn’t bothered to use the authority of jealousy in this battle was proof of that.

The moment Berkal’s glaive faltered, unable to withstand the weight of the Mount Tai Eighteen Style Sword Art.

– Through internal energy, the third stance of the Blood Wolf Sword Art, Blood Wolf Assault, is enhanced.

– According to the mysteries of the Breaking Limit Divine Art, the power of martial arts is enhanced.

Kwajik!

Seun’s sword bit into Berkal’s weakness like a wolf preying on its target.