《Floating Islands: SSS Gacha System》


 Chapter 1 - Ultimate Gacha System

    [You have been chosen as the new Lord of the Intergalactic Lord Project.][You have received your own floating land.]


    [Build your kingdom, assemble the strongest army, become the most powerful ruler, and prove that you can compete against all the lords that exist now and those yet to come.]


    [You have obtained one innate system.]


    [Determining the grade¡­]


    [You have received an SSS-grade system, Ultimate Gacha.]


    [You have earned additional rewards...]


    This is a world set in a post-apocalyptic era, where Earth''s landscape has drastically changed over the past 2,000 years. Some lands have sunk beneath the oceans while others have risen, reshaping the planet''s surface entirely.


    Humanity''s population has dwindled by 60% over that time. However, new races have emerged on Earth¡ªbeings from realms once thought to exist only in fantasy. Elves, demons, giants, faeries, dwarves, and others now walk the Earth.


    In this era, humans refer to the planet as "New Earth."


    During this period of transition, humans discovered Mana, and most awakened to its power. They began to level up, battling monsters, growing stronger, and competing for territory through war and conquest.


    What''s truly remarkable is that, around 1,000 years ago, a new type of awakening began appearing on Earth. This coincided with the sudden rise of floating lands all across the world¡ªmassive chunks of land, even entire islands, hovering in the sky, visible from the ground below.


    The strangest part? These floating islands choose their own Lords. The people of that time began calling them "The Lords."


    These Lords grow their islands, build kingdoms, amass armies, and endlessly battle one another in a relentless struggle for supremacy. The war for power never ceases.


    Atlas Blackthorn, was just an ordinary awakened. By the time he turned 22, he was stuck with an F-Grade talent, offering him no real power or talent. That was, until one fateful day during a monster hunt when his so-called companions betrayed him, shoving him off a bridge into a deep, unforgiving ravine!


    "You bastards! Idiots! How dare you betray me?! Damn it, fuck! I''m going to die¡ªhell no!"


    Atlas screamed in fury as he plummeted, knowing the ground below would crush him to death.


    But suddenly, a floating screen appeared before his eyes.


    [You have been chosen as the new Lord of the Intergalactic Lord Project.]


    What the hell is this?!


    Awakened as a New Lord?!


    Damn it!? Are you kidding me?!


    Just as his body was about to slam into the bottom of the ravine, everything went dark. His body was yanked into a powerful current of energy, swallowed by darkness, only for his vision to be blinded by a searing light.


    With a jarring thud, he hit the ground¡ªhard.


    Thankfully, it didn''t kill him, as if the fall hadn''t been from a great height. He sat up, shaking off the dizziness, his mind still seething with anger over his betrayal.


    He glanced around. It was barren land, a desert-like wasteland stretching out before him. But he could see the clouds, the sky¡ªcough, cough¡ªthe air here was thinner, making it harder to breathe. Especially after screaming his lungs out while falling from such a height.


    He mentally summoned the notification that had appeared moments before.


    He had actually been chosen as a new Lord! And this¡ªthis wasteland¡ªwas his floating island!


    Atlas gasped for breath, his adrenaline spiking as the reality of the situation hit him. He stood up quickly, scanning the surroundings once more.


    Yes, this is his fucking island!


    He broke into a run, trying to gauge the size of the land. It wasn''t that big¡ªabout the size of a football field, at most.


    But still, this is his fucking island!


    He was a Lord now! And that meant he was part of the endless battle for power among the other Lords, where they slaughtered each other, fighting to conquer¡ªan unending war where you either win or die a fool''s death.


    [The safety barrier has been activated.]


    [Your island will be safe from attacks for 14 days.]


    [Prepare while you still have time.]


    Atlas''s heart pounded. Fourteen days of safety, then the real battle would begin.


    The struggle between the Lords was brutally real. Every single one of them fought to grow stronger, to dominate. There were no rules, no limits. It was like an endless game where you either kept amassing power or gave up, got crushed, and lost your land to someone else¡ªalong with your life!


    This war of domination had been raging for a thousand years, and it only grew more savage with time. Yet despite the brutal competition, new Lords always emerged¡ªrising to power, becoming the new overlords.


    There was always a chance to rise!


    Atlas stood on the barren ground, his black hair flowing in the wind, dust blowing into his eyes. At 185 cm (6''1"), he stood over the desolate landscape of his floating island, despite it looking as dry and lifeless as a desert.


    "What can I possibly do with an island this dry?"


    There were no resources, nothing to work with, and the island itself was barely more than a small, cramped patch of land.


    He glanced back at the notifications hovering before him.


    SSS-grade Ultimate Gacha System? S§×ar?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    What the fuck is this?


    What is this Ultimate Gacha System?


    [Host, I see you''ve started getting your brain back and are ready for an explanation about the system.]


    "Oh, you''re the system everyone keeps talking about. Interesting. What should I call you?"


    [I''m the Ultimate Gacha System, the SSS-grade system that will guide you to becoming the strongest.]


    "That''s way too long. I''ll just call you¡­ Jackpot."


    [Jackpot works too.]


    "Alright, Jackpot, let''s continue."


    [If you can''t get strong with a system this good, you might as well kill yourself.]


    "You''re really good at trash talk for a system. Weren''t you taught manners?"


    [It''s just a reminder that you''re destined for greatness. You should be thanking me.]


    "Enough with the chit-chat. Let''s get to the point¡ªwhat do you have for me?"


    [Opening Gacha Screen.]


    A virtual display appeared in front of Atlas, revealing three separate screens, each with unique images and captions.


    [Exclusive Character Banner]


    [Rate Up Character: Rank-S Morganna Nightshade - Queen of the Eternal Dusk]


    The first banner featured a striking woman in a flowing red dress, her black hair framing a face of cold beauty, with crimson eyes glowing with power. A vampire? That was the impression he got at first glance.


    [Exclusive Weapon Banner]


    [Rate Up Weapon: Rank-S (Legendary) Bloodkissed Scythe]


    The second banner showcased a massive, sleek, and ominous scythe. It looked like it belonged to the character in the first banner. What did they call these again? He scanned the banner¡ªyes, Signature Weapon.


    [Standard Banner]


    The third banner showcased a lineup of five distinct characters, each captured in dynamic action poses, wielding different weapons. From their gear, it was clear that they each played a unique role in battle.


    Interesting.


    "Oh, so you''re telling me I can get both characters and weapons just by rolling gacha from these banners?"


    [Yes, Host.]


    [Exclusive Character Banner and Exclusive Weapon Banner will be updated periodically, offering rate-ups on special characters and weapons.]


    [You can use gacha tickets to pull from these banners, with increased chances to obtain the featured characters or weapons during this period.]


    [The Standard Banner is always available, allowing you to gacha anytime for standard characters and weapons.]


    [However, as the title of the banner suggests, the characters and weapons from the Exclusive Banner will always hold a far greater value compared to those from the Standard Banner.]


    [For every 10 pulls, you are guaranteed a Rank-A item, and for every 80 pulls, a guaranteed Rank-S item. Once you obtain a specific Rank-A or Rank-S item, the counter resets.]


    "Okay... This is just like the gacha system in so many games people play."


    [The system is designed to be easy to understand.]


    [You have earned additional rewards¡­]


    [You have received 100 Exclusive Tickets.]


    [You have received 200 Standard Tickets.]


    [You have unlocked Inventory Storage with a capacity of 10 cubic meters.]


    "Well, this is getting interesting."


    The gold and silver tickets materialized in front of him, hovering in mid-air. He reached out and grabbed the stack of tickets, holding them firmly in his hand.


    "100 Exclusive Tickets? That means I''m guaranteed at least 1 Rank-S exclusive character, right?."


    [You can only use a maximum of 10 tickets for a single draw.]


    "How do I do it?"


    [Just throw the ticket, and it will activate automatically.]


    Atlas stored the remaining tickets in his Inventory and pulled out 10 of the gold-colored ones.


    "Alright, no need to waste any time. Let''s draw the items! Activate the Exclusive Tickets on Exclusive Character Banner!"


    He tossed the tickets into the air. The 10 golden tickets began spinning, arranging themselves in mid-air. Their backs flashed in different colors¡ªsome turning brown, others purple, and a glowing bright red.


    Wait, could it be¡­?


    [You have obtained 7 Rank-B items, 2 Rank-A items, and 1 Rank-S item!]


    "Damn, I actually pulled a Rank-S on my first try? Alright, let''s see what''s behind these tickets!"


    ***


    (Author''s Note:)


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 Chapter 2 - The Golden Steward

    [You have obtained 7 Rank-B items, 2 Rank-A items, and 1 Rank-S item!]"Is the Rank-S item guaranteed to be the rate-up character, Morganna?"


    [There''s a 50% chance you''ll get the rate-up character, and a 50% chance you''ll get a standard Rank-S character.]


    [The standard Rank-S characters were the five listed in the standard banner. Still powerful, but they had some limitations compared to the exclusive Rank-S characters.]


    "Ugh, this exclusive banner feels kind of pointless," Atlas muttered.


    [However, if you lose the first 50:50, your next Rank-S is guaranteed to be the rate-up character¡ªin this case, Morganna Nightshade.]


    "Ah, now that''s great," he said with a grin.


    "Alright, so this Rank-S isn''t guaranteed to be the exclusive character. Let''s see how lucky I am with this gacha thing!"


    Atlas decided to open the brown tickets first, which contained the common items.


    The ticket opened, and five glowing purple orbs emerged, floating in front of Atlas, shimmering in the light.


    [You have received 5 Rare XP Orbs.]


    "Well, not bad for a start."


    Atlas grabbed the orbs and stored them in his Inventory. These XP Orbs were valuable items, used to level up units under a Lord''s command.


    Normally, they were obtained by hunting monsters or through resource harvesting. But it seemed the Ultimate Gacha System had given him an incredible advantage right from the start.


    One of the reasons why Lords in this world were considered so overwhelmingly powerful, with limitless potential, was because they could use unique items like these¡ªitems only accessible to Lords.


    Many awakeners from the "lower lands"¡ªthose who lived on Earth''s surface¡ªwould willingly pledge themselves to serve a Lord. The Lords, in return, offered them power, and often, money.


    With items like XP Orbs, Lords could level up their subordinates quickly, a feat far easier than having them grind through battles with monsters.


    He opened another brown ticket.


    [You have received 1 Rare Fireball Skill Scroll.]


    A scroll materialized in front of Atlas, hovering momentarily before he quickly stored it in his Inventory. It was a skill scroll that could be used by anyone to unlock a new skill for themselves.


    Looks like all the standard items I''m getting are Rare-grade. I wonder if it''s possible to get something higher than this?


    In this world, item grades typically started from Common, then progressed through Rare, Elite, Epic, Unique, Legendary, and Mythic. For those living in the lower lands¡ªespecially ordinary awakened with limited talents¡ªeven obtaining a Rare-grade item was considered a luxury.


    Well, this scroll will come in handy when I have subordinates to use it on.


    Eager to see what else he could get, Atlas continued opening more tickets.


    [You have received 100 Units of Wood.]


    [You have received 100 Units of Wood.]


    [You have received 100 Units of Stone.]


    [You have received 50 Units of Iron.]


    [You have received 20 Units of Mana Crystals.]


    Atlas immediately opened five more brown tickets at once, and this time, he received four materials in sequence: Woods, Stones, Irons, and Mana Crystals. These were the essential resources needed to build structures.


    In the early stages, acquiring these resources was vital, as new Lords were given only 14 days to prepare. They had to hunt for monsters, recruit subordinates, build their first fortress, and set up defenses. There was a lot to do as soon as someone became a Lord.


    With the Ultimate Gacha system, and the number of tickets Atlas still had left to pull, it looked like the process would be much easier for him. The materials he''d just acquired gave him a head start in fortifying his territory.


    "Jackpot, tell me the list of structures needed to build in the early phase."


    [First, Host, you need to build Fortress Stage 1 ¨C Outpost Fortress.]


    [The fortress serves as the heart of the island, where all major decisions are made, resources are managed, and security is coordinated.]


    [Stage 1 - Outpost Fortress: A basic, minimal defense structure with a small command room. It provides access to the system for basic management, including resource tracking and minimal defense strategies.]


    [System Significance: Unlocks island management features, more structures, basic storage, and early resource processing.]


    "Okay, I understand the concept of the Fortress. It''s like the main building that every Lord has to construct to unlock more features for the floating island. Right?"


    [Correct, Host.]


    [And the process of building the structures is faster than the traditional construction methods used by humans in the lower lands. You just need to gather the materials, and construction can begin immediately.]


    "Tell me what I need to build Fortress stage 1."


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    [Stone: 250 units]


    [Iron: 150 units]


    [Mana Crystals: 20 units (optional for a minor magic defense boost)]


    "Alright, I''ve already gathered the Mana Crystals. We just need a few more resources before we can build our first fortress."


    Atlas continued, noting that there were still some tickets left¡ªtwo Rank-A and one Rank-S.


    Without hesitation, he decided to open one of the Rank-A tickets.


    [You have received a Rank-A Character: Edrik Thornwall - The Golden Steward]


    Atlas''s eyes widened. This would be the first time he''d witness a summon from his Gacha System in real-time.


    Damn, is someone really about to appear right in front of me? Just how insane is this system?


    The ticket fell to the ground, forming a glowing magic circle. From within, energy and light coiled together, until a figure began to take shape. The light dissipated, revealing a man with slicked-back black hair, a sharp mustache, and dressed in an immaculate black suit. He looked to be in his thirties.


    The man glanced down at his body, inspecting his hands, then his feet, before straightening his jacket with a cough.


    "Ah, my Lord, thank you for summoning me. My name is Edrik."


    He glanced around, taking in his surroundings.


    "So, you''re a newly awakened Lord? Interesting. I must say, summoning me is probably the best stroke of luck you''ve had so far. I am an Efficient Tactician, after all. To put it simply, I excel in Resource Allocation, Logistic Mastery, and Merchant Strategy, among other things."


    He bowed gracefully. "Edrik at your service, my Lord."


    Atlas stepped closer, poke Edrik''s arm.


    "Yes, my Lord?"


    "So... you''re really alive? Where exactly did you come from?"


    Edrik cleared his throat. "My Lord... first, may I ask, what world is this?"


    "What do you mean?"


    "Yes, what do the people here call this world?"


    "New Earth?"


    "Yes, that one," Edrik confirmed with a nod. "I am a Lord from a different world. My floating island was destroyed, and I was nearly killed in the process. But then, the summoning pulled me in, and now here I am, summoned as your subordinate."


    "Wait, you''re telling me there are other worlds out there with Lord battles and floating islands, just like here?"


    Edrik nodded again. "I''m surprised this is news to you. How long have Lords been rising in this world?"


    Atlas shook his head. "No, we know that other worlds exist¡ªthere are different races here, like elves and others who surely came from those other worlds. But I don''t know the details about what they have outside of this world, beyond where I live."


    "Please, My Lord, allow me to answer any curiosities you have," Edrik said with a respectful bow. "And about how long..."


    Atlas cut in, "The floating islands have been around for, what, about a thousand years, up until now."


    "Ah, still quite young," Edrik mused. "Once Lords become powerful enough to reach certain levels, their world gains access to others, and the battles grow far more intense from there."


    "How long does it usually take to reach that stage?"


    "It depends, my Lord. It could take 2,000, 3,000, or even 5,000 years, depending on how far the Lords of that world develop."


    "Alright. Thanks for the explanation, and welcome to my floating island."


    "Ready to serve with all my experience, my Lord," Edrik responded with a respectful bow.


    There was still so much Atlas needed to learn as a new Lord. But with Edrik''s presence, he now had solid support¡ªsomeone knowledgeable he could finally talk things through with.


    "Other worlds?"


    Could that be why this whole Lords thing is called the Intergalactic Lord Project?


    For now, he pushed those thoughts aside. There would be time to explore them later.


    "Alright, let''s finish the summoning. Time for the next Rank-A ticket," he said.

 Chapter 3 - The Crimson Slayer

    [You have received a Rank-A Character: Karian Thorne - The Crimson Slayer]Atlas had summoned yet another character. This time, a figure emerged from the glowing magic circle just as Edrik had, stepping forward and standing before him.


    Karian was a powerfully built man, his dark red hair tied in a loose knot at the back of his head. He was clad in red-tinted plate armor reinforced with dragon scales.


    Karian stood silently for a moment, taking in his surroundings. His gaze eventually settled on Atlas, and recognition dawned in his eyes. Without hesitation, the warrior dropped to one knee, bowing his head before Atlas.


    "This warrior has stained his name with a crushing defeat in his own land," Karian said. "But now I have been saved by a noble lord, just as death was closing in on me. Please, accept my loyalty, my Lord."


    "Please, stand, Karian," Atlas said, and Karian obeyed, rising to his feet.


    Atlas had finally summoned his first warrior, and he was fairly satisfied with the outcome. A warrior at this initial phase¡ªespecially a seasoned lord with experience in warfare¡ªwas more than he could have hoped for!


    With someone like Karian by his side, he could soon embark on his first monster hunt.


    But then again, not really. He had even better things waiting in store for him, a lot of them.


    "It seems like we''ve gathered some of the best possible personnel for this initial phase," Atlas said, glancing between Edrik and Karian. "And I still have plenty of chances to summon more allies. But first, let me make sure of a few things before moving forward."


    "My Lord, pardon me," Edrik spoke up suddenly.


    "Yes, Edrik?" Atlas responded. "And just to clarify for both of you¡ªplease, let''s keep things a bit more casual. It''ll help us communicate and coordinate better. Feel free to tell me whatever you think I should do, based on your experience. Even though I''ve studied some things, real experience will always be more valuable here."


    "Understood, my Lord," Edrik said with a respectful nod.


    Just then, a gust of wind blew, sending sand flying into Atlas''s face. He squinted, rubbing his eyes.


    He realized that his floating island was nothing but a barren, sandy wasteland.


    "How am I supposed to build a fortress here if there are no resources?" he said, glancing around. "Does this mean I really started off with one of the worst floating islands?"


    Still, he had no right to complain. After all, he had been granted a powerful system to help him.


    "Alright, Edrik. What is it you wanted to tell me?"


    "My Lord, I''m certain you have only a limited time to prepare for the first attack," Edrik said, glancing around. "And I think... We desperately need materials to build structures. Perhaps we should focus on that first. Forgive me, but if you''d like, I can offer some suggestions to address this."


    "Don''t worry, Edrik. I''ve got a way to gather materials."


    He then summoned the resources he had acquired from the Gacha¡ªwood, stone, and other materials¡ªinstantly creating a pile around them.


    "I''ve got these materials, but it''s not quite enough to build the fortress yet. No big deal, though¡ªI can easily gather more with my system."


    "That''s remarkable, my Lord. It seems like you''ve got an extraordinary system at your disposal."


    "Certainly," Atlas said with a smile.


    "I must say, I''m fortunate to have been summoned here to serve you. From the way you speak and how calm you''ve remained in this situation, even though it''s your first time, you strike me as someone mature beyond your experience. I''m proud to serve you, my Lord."


    "Oh that''s your assessment?" Atlas chuckled. "Well, that''s good to hear!"


    Indeed, there was much to be done in these early stages, but Atlas was careful not to rush. He wanted to ensure everything was well-organized and thought through. Though he had once been just an Awakener with low-grade talent, he wasn''t reckless.


    Now, before opening the Rank-S item, he was curious to check the status of the two characters he had summoned. First, he opened the status window for Edrik.


    [Name: Edrik Thornwall]


    [Level: 49]


    [Strength: 89 | Agility: 220 | Intelligence: 54 | Constitution: 67 | Stamina: 89]


    [Job: Resource Manager]


    [Master of Logistics (A) - Crisis Manager (A) - Merchant''s Fortune (A) - Swift Dagger (B) - Silver Tongue (A) - Perfect Hair (B) - Tactical Retreat (A)]


    Level 49? Why is he only Level 49? Was he at this level in his original world?


    "Edrik, tell me, is your level really this low, or did you get a downgrade after I summoned you?"


    "My Lord, I did experience a downgrade in a few areas," Edrik explained. "First, my level, and also some of my talents. But I assure you, even with these changes, my talent set will still be incredibly useful to you."


    "I couldn''t agree more," Atlas said, nodding. "Levels can always be regained, as long as your talents remain valuable¡ªthat''s what truly matters."


    "Thank you, my Lord."


    Atlas reviewed Edrik''s talents, noting how well they aligned with his role. Edrik had Master of Logistics, perfect for managing resources and supply chains, and Crisis Manager, ideal for handling high-pressure situations with efficiency.


    His Merchant''s Fortune talent was an uncanny ability to secure highly profitable trade deals¡ªperfect for a tactician and steward like him.


    Edrik also had some combat-related talents. Swift Dagger specialized in dagger combat, and Tactical Retreat ensured a smooth, organized withdrawal from battle when faced with overwhelming odds.


    Clearly, Edrik wasn''t built for frontline fighting but had skills that could keep him out of harm''s way when needed.


    Atlas smirked when he read the next talent. Perfect Hair, his hair will always look pristine and well-maintained, even after battle, but serves no real functional purpose beyond appearances.


    Well, I guess it''s useful in its own way.


    Lastly, there was Silver Tongue, a highly persuasive talent, allowing Edrik to charm and win people over with ease, making diplomatic discussions smoother and ensuring favorable outcomes.


    He''s got the perfect set of social skills for his job, Atlas mused, impressed by the versatility of Edrik''s talents.


    [Name: Karian Thorne]


    [Level: 55]


    [Strength: 289 | Agility: 76 | Intelligence: 57 | Constitution: 145 | Stamina: 98]


    [Job: Frontline Fighters]


    [Brute Force (A) - Dragon''s Will (SS) - Crimson Rage (B) - Savage Cleave (A) - Charismatic Presence (B) - Impressive Snoring (A) - Death''s Resilience (B)]


    "Well, your level is higher, at 55," Atlas said, glancing over Karian''s stats.


    "My Lord, I will work tirelessly to regain my former level and improve my talents."


    "Good. We''ll push hard once everything is ready."


    As Atlas reviewed Karian''s abilities, it became clear that he was built as a formidable warrior.


    Brute Force, it will increase his raw power, allowing him to break through armor and shields with ease.


    Dragon''s Will, it will significantly reduce the effectiveness of crowd control effects, making it almost impossible to bind, stun, or restrain him in battle.


    This one''s SS-rated¡ªimpressive!


    Crimson Rage, when Karian''s health is low, this berserker-like ability boosts attack speed, damage, and ferocity but at the cost of defense.


    These three talents alone solidified Karian''s role as an unstoppable force in combat. The combination of Dragon''s Will and Crimson Rage made him especially dangerous when pushed to his limits.


    His next abilities reinforced his warrior nature.


    Savage Cleave, allowed Karian to swing his greatsword with enough power to cut through multiple enemies or objects in a single strike¡ªperfect for his weapon choice.


    Charismatic Presence, naturally commanded respect, making it easy for Karian to lead and inspire others, something Atlas had noticed from their first interaction.


    But then Atlas came across something unexpected.


    Impressive Snoring, Karian possessed a loud, thunderous snore capable of waking an entire room. It had no practical benefit in combat or social settings.


    Snoring? Atlas thought, stifling a chuckle. He might cause a little chaos for the others when he sleeps.


    Finally, there was:


    Death''s Resilience provided immense resistance to fatal blows, giving Karian a short window to continue fighting even after receiving life-threatening injuries.


    This talent worked in perfect synergy with Crimson Rage, making him a true berserker who could continue fighting in the face of death.


    Everything''s perfect, Atlas thought, pleased with how well Karian''s talents fit his role. S~ea??h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Now armed with a berserker warrior and a skilled resource manager, he was ready to open the Rank-S Ticket.


    Will I be lucky enough to pull the Exclusive Rate Up Character right at the start? he wondered, excitement building.


    The ticket dropped to the ground, and immediately, a magic circle formed. Dark energy in shades of red and black swirled from the center, and a figure began to materialize¡ªa woman in a flowing red dress, long black hair cascading down her back, and eyes glowing crimson.


    [You have received a Rank-S Character: Morganna Nightshade - Queen of the Eternal Dusk]


    Well, looks like my luck paid off, Atlas thought, satisfied with the outcome.


    The woman¡ªMorganna¡ªglanced at Edrik and Karian, who stood nearby.


    "My Lord!" Karian shouted, his voice sharp with alarm as he sprinted toward Atlas.


    Before anyone could react, the Vampire Queen surged forward with terrifying speed. Her hand morphed into razor-sharp claws as she lunged straight at Atlas.


    "You think you can make me your slave?! You die now!"


    Morganna hissed, her claws just inches from tearing across Atlas''s throat.

 Chapter 4 - Queen of the Eternal Dusk

    Atlas stood frozen as Morganna shot toward him with blinding speed. Everything happened so quickly that his mind barely had time to process the danger. Her long, razor-sharp claws were already inches from his throat. sea??h th§× n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.[System detects a threat against the Lord of the Floating Island from his subordinate.]


    [The Lord has full control over all subordinates within the Floating Island, but only to prevent harmful actions that threaten the Lord.]


    [High-level threat containment has been activated, rendering the individual immobile until the harmful intent subsides.]


    Suddenly, Morganna stopped in her tracks. Her claws hovered mere millimeters from his neck, but they never made contact. The Vampire Queen''s face twisted in fury, her crimson eyes glowing fiercely as she bared her teeth, lips curled in a snarl. She was seething with rage.


    "Argh... I''ll kill you... Argh!" Morganna snarled, her voice trembling with fury and pain.


    Her entire body was stiff, trembling as she fought against the invisible force holding her back, struggling desperately to wrap her claws around Atlas''s throat. But she couldn''t move any further, locked in place by the system''s safeguard.


    Karian, standing nearby, froze as well, wary but not moving an inch. Everyone present understood the fundamental rule: a summon could never harm their Lord, no matter what. And this Rank-S exclusive Vampire Queen should have known that.


    "How dare you summon me to this barren island! I''ll kill you, I''ll kill you, you fool!" Morganna screamed, thrashing in vain as she tried to move.


    Edrik let out a sigh, shaking his head. He patted Karian on the shoulder, and the warrior straightened up, returning to his usual composed stance.


    "What''s wrong with you?" Atlas asked casually, looking down at the woman who, despite her deadly aura, still appeared to be in her early twenties.


    But then again, her title was the Queen of the Eternal Dusk¡ªa title that definitely sounded intimidating. She was, without a doubt, a Vampire. And a Queen.


    "How dare you summon me! You''re nothing but a lowly creature, unworthy to command me. I''ll kill you, drain your blood dry, and leave your corpse for the dogs in the streets!"


    "Ssshhh." Atlas hushed her with a calm gesture, and Morganna''s mouth snapped shut. Though she was still visibly fuming, muttering angrily under her breath.


    "Can you calm down a bit and stand up straight?"


    Morganna grudgingly stepped back and stood upright, still fighting against whatever invisible force was keeping her from attacking. Her muffled grumbles continued behind her closed lips.


    "Hamu hemu hemu, haumu, hamu, homu," she grumbled incoherently.


    "What?" Atlas leaned in, bringing his ear closer to her face. "What did you say?"


    Morganna''s mouth flew open again. "Don''t come any closer! I refuse to let you near me. I swear, I''ll kill you if you even dare touch me!"


    "Oh, you mean something like this?" Atlas replied casually, immediately reaching out and grabbing her chin. Morganna jerked, but couldn''t fight back, her body frozen in place.


    Atlas tilted her face from side to side, feeling the tension in her muscles, aware of how deeply she resented the situation. Then, with deliberate ease, he released his hold.


    "See, I can go this far. But I''ll respect you," he said. "I''ll give you a chance to accept the situation, and later, we can talk once you''re ready. Deal?"


    Morganna''s anger was still palpable, her muffled grumbling continuing behind her sealed lips.


    "Now," Atlas continued, "you stand here for now. When you''re ready to speak peacefully with me, you''ll be able to move again. Understand?"


    Her furious glare didn''t waver, and she strained to move, still desperate to launch another attack.


    Atlas sighed. He hadn''t expected things to escalate into something quite this... unique. She was undoubtedly a ruler in her own right, likely a lord in her past world¡ªjust like Edrik and Karian.


    And of course, Morganna had suffered a major defeat¡ªone that led to her losing her island. Now here she was, having fallen from her previous status, only to face another humiliation as a summon under another lord, a human lord.


    Her pride was surely towering. Her title alone reflected her high rank. Who knows what level she had achieved in her world, or how vast her army had been. And now, what fate had befallen everything under her command? It was impossible to tell.


    But one thing was clear: his first Rank-S summon definitely had some issues. Still, he wasn''t too worried. He had plenty of time to figure things out and set everything straight.


    After all, they had no choice but to survive together.


    Atlas had no intention of treating them harshly, like slaves. His goal was to build a strong team under his leadership, treating them more as companions and allies¡ªeven though there was a system guarantee in place ensuring none of them could ever harm him.


    The memory of what had happened just moments earlier flooded his mind¡ªthe moment he had nearly died, all thanks to them, the other members of his expedition.


    Damn! I''ll hunt them down, he vowed silently, his fists clenching. Every last one of them. And when I find them, I''ll hurl them into the abyss, just like they did to me.


    Now, Atlas was curious to see just how powerful this new Rank-S summon really was. Morganna, the Queen of the Eternal Dusk, was bound to have impressive stats!


    [Name: Morganna Nightshade]


    [Level: 69]


    [Strength: 212 | Agility: 324 | Intelligence: 122 | Constitution: 119 | Stamina: 132]


    [Job: Specialized Fighters]


    [Eternal Dusk Mastery (S) - Blood Sovereignty (A) - Frenzied Reflexes (SS) - Reaper''s Precision (A) - Fearless Confrontation (A) - Emotional Outburst (A) - Emotional Surge (A)]


    Level 69! Morganna''s level was even higher than Karian''s, and at this early stage, having someone of her caliber under his command was nothing short of extraordinary.


    But that wasn''t all. While most people gained about 10 stat points per level, Morganna''s total stats were far beyond that. How much exactly? Atlas did a quick calculation.


    It''s over 900 stat points!!!


    Damn!


    A level 69 with stats that high? She was easily comparable to someone in the level 80 range! Truly remarkable.


    Now, Atlas shifted his focus to her talents. Even a brief glance revealed that each one had a minimum rating of A. Absolutely incredible.


    [Eternal Dusk Mastery: Taps into the powers of eternal darkness, increasing her strength, speed, and magic when fighting under the moon or in darkness, making her nearly unstoppable during nighttime.]


    [Blood Sovereignty: Allows her to drain life force from her enemies with every strike, using it to heal herself and prolong her life, making her exceptionally hard to defeat.]


    [Frenzied Reflexes: In moments of emotional volatility, Morganna''s reflexes become unnaturally sharp, allowing her to dodge attacks and counter with lightning-fast precision. However, these reflexes become harder to control as her emotions grow more intense.]


    [Reaper''s Precision: Morganna wields the scythe with such finesse that each strike targets vital points, maximizing damage with every swing. Her precision allows her to deliver deadly blows with minimal effort, cutting through armor and defenses with ease.]


    Atlas''s eyes locked onto the first four talents. Eternal Dusk Mastery¡ªrated S¡ªand Frenzied Reflexes¡ªrated SS!


    She was clearly designed to be a killing machine with talents like these. In darkness, she could become incredibly powerful, able to survive longer in battle by absorbing the blood of her enemies. Not only that, but her fighting speed increased when she was emotionally unstable. No wonder she flew into a rage the moment she arrived!


    And then there was her Reaper''s Precision¡ªa clear sign she was a close-range fighter, using her scythe for devastating attack.


    [Fearless Confrontation: Morganna has no fear of confrontation and will aggressively challenge anyone who opposes her. This talent makes her particularly intimidating in face-to-face encounters, though it often leads to unnecessary conflicts due to her harsh temperament.]


    [Emotional Outburst: Her emotions often manifest in loud, dramatic outbursts, which might cause a scene or distract others.]


    Next, Fearless Confrontation caught Atlas''s attention¡ªit made her aggressively confront anyone, regardless of their strength. This one could definitely be troublesome for him. Controlling that kind of reckless aggression would be a challenge.


    And then there was Emotional Outburst¡ªpretty self-explanatory. It likely amplified her power in the heat of her emotions, but also made her harder to manage.


    [Emotional Surge: Her emotions fuel her magic, causing her spells to grow more potent when she''s overwhelmed with rage or other intense feelings. However, this can cause her to lose control, leading to devastating collateral damage.]


    Lastly, Emotional Surge¡ªa surprisingly powerful talent. Her anger didn''t just fuel her aggression; it actually enhanced her magic. In other words, the more unstable her emotions, the more brutal and unstoppable she became. Stronger, harder to kill!


    "Cool," he thought with a faint smile. She truly deserved her title as an Exclusive Rank-S character.


    He couldn''t help but feel a surge of excitement. He had been incredibly, very lucky to get her. Now, the urge to pull more tickets burned inside him. He had plenty of time, and he was ready to spend every ticket he had.


    "Let''s do it!" he whispered eagerly.

 Chapter 5 - Aqua Crystal

    Atlas still had 90 Exclusive Tickets and 200 Standard Tickets! Oh, he was beyond excited¡ªthe journey ahead was long, and he had only used 10 Exclusive Tickets so far.For his first 10 pulls, he had been incredibly lucky. Two Rank-A and one Rank-S summon, though the last one had its... complications.


    Now, his attention shifted to the second banner¡ªthe Exclusive Weapon Banner. In this one, the Bloodkissed Scythe was featured, a weapon clearly meant for Morganna. While aiming for the scythe, he figured that any Rank-A pulls might land him other useful weapons, either for himself or for Karian, who still lacked any gear.


    Wasting no time, he grabbed another 10 Exclusive Tickets. With a grin, he tossed them into the air.


    The tickets shot up, spinning like the hands of a clock before settling. Their covers revealed their colors¡ª8 brown, 2 purple!


    Atlas smiled, satisfied. For just 10 pulls, landing two Rank-A items was a solid win.


    [You have obtained 8 Rank-B items, and 2 Rank-A items]


    Atlas opened the first ticket and frowned slightly when the item materialized as a simple bag. Curious, he checked its details.


    [You have received 1 Evergreen Soil Bag.]


    [Evergreen Soil Bag: A magical sack of rich, enchanted soil that, when spread across barren land, revitalizes it and promotes rapid plant growth. This soil makes the land fertile enough to grow crops, trees, or plants quickly.]


    He nodded and smiled. This was exactly what he needed right now. Even though it was just one bag, he would definitely need more if he wanted to turn his island into something truly fertile.


    "Evergreen Soil Bag," he said.


    He took the soil bag in hand and turned to Edrik, who quickly caught on and bowed before approaching. S§×arch* The N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "My Lord, allow me to handle this task. I wouldn''t want you to trouble yourself with such mundane work."


    Atlas grinned, appreciating Edrik''s smooth way of speaking. The man had a knack for saying exactly what people wanted to hear, though who knew what was really going on inside his head?


    "Please choose the best spot to spread it¡ªmaybe the center of the island, or wherever you think is right. We need to start improving this place."


    "Understood, My Lord," Edrik replied, taking the bag and walking away.


    [You have received 100 Units of Wood.]


    [You have received 100 Units of Stone.]


    [You have received 100 Units of Stone.]


    [You have received 50 Units of Iron.]


    [You have received 50 Units of Iron.]


    The next five items were exactly what he needed: materials to build the fortress. He quickly checked his overall inventory and grinned widely. Yes, he had enough to finally start construction.


    "Jackpot! Now tell me, I can build my fortress now, right?"


    [Yes, Host. You just need to choose the location, and construction will begin immediately.]


    "Cool," he whispered to himself.


    He glanced over at Morganna, who was still struggling, trying to break free. Huh? His command had been clear¡ªonce she calmed down and was ready for peace, she''d be released. Controlling rage really wasn''t as easy as it sounded, he thought with a sigh.


    Atlas walked toward the center of the island, Karian silently following behind him. Edrik, who had been working nearby, noticed Atlas approaching and straightened up.


    "My Lord, I''ve chosen this spot. You can place the fortress here, in the center. It''ll give us better land to prioritize for future growth," Edrik said, gesturing to the area he had prepared.


    "Good job, Edrik."


    With that, a question formed in his mind, and as if the system had anticipated it, an interface appeared before him¡ªa 3D hologram of his floating island.


    "Ahh, so this is how it works," he mused.


    Atlas selected the available fortress structure and moved it into position on the hologram, placing it carefully at the island''s center. Once he was sure of the placement, he pressed the confirm button.


    [You have spent 300 Units of Wood, 250 Units of Stone, 150 Units of Iron, and 20 Units of Mana Crystals to build Fortress Stage 1 - Outpost Fortress.]


    [The building process will take 12 hours.]


    As soon as the notification appeared, the magic began. The wood, stone, iron, and all the materials needed to build the fortress started floating in from the distance, as if summoned by an unseen force. Items from Atlas''s inventory joined the flow, adding to the swirling mass of resources.


    The materials gathered in one place, and then, as if guided by invisible hands, they floated toward their designated spots. Piece by piece, the structure began to take form, just like something out of a game. The foundation appeared first, followed by the framework. Each material seamlessly transformed and assembled itself, locking into place as though it had always belonged there.


    It was mesmerizing to witness¡ªthe bones of the fortress rising from nothing, crafted by pure magic. Stones aligned themselves into walls, iron reinforced the structure, and the mana crystals shimmered, adding a faint glow to the foundation.


    "This is so mesmerizing to watch."


    The sheer power and convenience of magic in this place were astounding. If only structures on Earth could be built this easily, with materials floating and assembling themselves through magic¡­ But no, this kind of wonder could only be experienced by those lucky enough to own floating islands.


    "The construction will take 12 hours, My Lord," Edrik said, bowing to him.


    "Yes, that''s fine. We''ve got plenty of time. Let''s explore more," Atlas replied with a smile.


    He returned to where his remaining floating tickets were¡ªfour still unopened. He quickly pulled the next one.


    [You have received 1 Evergreen Soil Bag.]


    [You have received 20 Units of Mana Crystals.]


    "Ah, good," he muttered. Another soil bag. Was the system purposely giving him exactly what he needed?


    He took the bag and handed it to Edrik, who bowed and immediately got back to work.


    Now there were just two Rank-A items left.


    Atlas grabbed the next one.


    [You have received Rank-A Item: Aqua Crystal.]


    [Aqua Crystals: Crystals that release water when planted in the ground. When buried in dry, barren land, they create an underground water source, turning it into fertile farmland or allowing nearby wells to refill naturally.]


    "Well, this is exactly what I need," Atlas said, holding up the crystal, which sparkled as it caught the sunlight.


    It looked so tempting, he almost wanted to swallow it¡ªhis throat was dry, and he was starting to realize just how thirsty and hungry he was getting.


    How was he supposed to find food? He could end up starving to death before anyone even had the chance to attack him!


    Atlas walked over to Edrik and Karian, handing the Aqua Crystal to Karian, who accepted it with a deep bow.


    "That''s some serious luck, My Lord," Edrik said with a grin. "We needed water, and your system delivered."


    "Yeah," Atlas nodded. "I wonder if the system will give us food too. I''m starting to feel hungry."


    "No need to worry, My Lord. If it comes to it, we can always ask Karian to lend us a limb for a meal¡­" Edrik said, his tone casual.


    Everyone turned to look at him¡ªAtlas, Karian, and even Morganna.


    "You''re not serious, are you?" Atlas asked.


    Edrik smiled. "No, My Lord. Just a joke."


    Karian let out a heavy sigh, clearly relieved.


    "Wait¡ªdid you actually do that in your previous world?"


    "Yes."


    "No."


    Edrik and Karian answered almost in unison.


    "Ah, survival must have been pretty brutal, huh?" Atlas chuckled, though part of him wasn''t sure if they were still joking.


    His thirst was starting to get the better of him, so he walked over to Karian, eager to see if the Aqua Crystal had already begun working.


    He was really thirsty!

 Chapter 6 - Dragonfang Cleaver

    Atlas approached the spot where Karian had planted the Aqua Crystal. He could already see the dry, barren sand beginning to moisten, the dampness spreading outward in a growing circle.Edrik joined him.


    "My Lord, this item is incredible. Normally, something like this would only drop from high-grade monsters, but you''ve obtained it so early in the game," Edrik said.


    "Really?" Atlas grinned, crouching down near the emerging water source.


    Curious, he reached out to touch the soil. It was damp, just as he''d hoped. The water source was forming, slowly but surely. After a few more moments of waiting, he saw the first small trickle of water surface, gently bubbling up from the ground.


    Excitement surged through him. Atlas dug into the softening earth, and as he cleared the soil, water began to gush forth, steady and clean like a natural spring.


    His face lit up with joy. Laughing softly, he leaned down and brought his mouth to the stream, drinking deeply.


    The water was incredibly refreshing, the coolness spreading through his body as it revived his parched throat. The taste¡ªslightly sweet and unbelievably crisp¡ªwas unlike anything he''d ever had. He felt instantly rejuvenated, his body buzzing with newfound energy.


    "What kind of water is this?" he muttered to himself, unable to stop drinking. It was so satisfying, he felt like he could spend hours here, gulping it down.


    Too exhilarated to hold back, Atlas splashed some of the water on his face, then doused his hair and body with it. Laughing with pure happiness, he stood up, dripping and grinning.


    He turned to Edrik and Karian. "Go ahead, don''t hesitate. Drink as much as you want!"


    Edrik smiled and bowed respectfully. "Thank you, My Lord. I''ll let Sir Karian go first."


    Karian gave a faint smile and knelt by the water, drinking deeply just as Atlas had. Afterward, Edrik followed suit, each of them taking turns to enjoy the life-giving water.


    Atlas smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction. In such a short time, his floating island was already showing signs of transformation. The once barren land was now moist, and soon enough, it would become fertile. The fortress construction was well underway, just a matter of waiting now.


    But he still had plenty of gacha tickets left to open. His excitement returned, and with a grin, he headed back to the spot where the remaining floating tickets hovered. It was time to open the last Rank-A ticket from his second round of pulls.


    He grabbed the ticket, and a notification appeared before him.


    [You have received a Rank-A weapon: (Epic-grade) Dragonfang Cleaver.]


    Atlas''s eyes lit up with excitement. Finally, his first weapon! He eagerly reached for the floating greatsword in front of him. The weapon was impressive¡ªits blade a deep crimson, large and broad.


    He quickly checked the description of the greatsword, and after a brief glance, it was clear¡ªthis weapon was meant for Karian.


    [Dragonfang Cleaver]


    [Grade: Epic]


    [Strength +200


    Health +4000


    Defense +200]


    [Skills:]


    [Rending Slash (Active)


    A powerful slash that rends the enemy''s armor, dealing 550% physical damage and reducing enemy defense by 20% for 10 seconds.]


    [Crimson Wrath (Conditional Passive)


    Increases damage by 5% for each 10% of health lost, up to a maximum of 30%.


    When Karian''s health drops below 30%, the sword glows with red energy, increasing his attack speed by 25%.]


    This wasn''t the first time Atlas had held a weapon, but this one¡ªDragonfang Cleaver¡ªwas by far the most extraordinary weapon he had ever laid hands on. As he admired it, he noticed Edrik and Karian approaching slowly, their eyes seemingly drawn to the greatsword.


    "This is yours, right?" Atlas asked, turning to Karian.


    "My Lord, forgive me for being presumptuous. But yes, that is exactly the same greatsword I wielded in battle before I was summoned here."


    Atlas smiled. The stats on the greatsword were a perfect match for Karian, a warrior who thrived on strength. The weapon boosted Strength significantly, along with Health and Defense¡ªideal for a close-combat fighter like him.


    From the skill set, Rending Slash appeared to be an instant attack that could be spammed easily in battle. The next skill, Crimson Wrath, suited Karian''s berserker-style fighting perfectly, likely increasing his power witheach 10% health lost.


    It was, without a doubt, an outstanding greatsword.


    "This weapon is really good."


    "Thank you, My Lord."


    Atlas tried lifting the greatsword, and indeed, it was quite heavy. His current stats weren''t high enough to wield it effectively. But then again, he wasn''t a greatsword user¡ªhe preferred spears, which better suited his fighting style.


    Still, the fact that this greatsword was Epic-grade made it the highest-grade item he had ever held. The spear he used before was only Common-grade, the lowest tier available.


    Rare-grade weapons were still fairly accessible for low-talent Awakeners like him, but anything beyond that¡ªsuch as Elite-grade¡ªwas considered a luxury. Most people didn''t even dream of touching weapons of that caliber until they reached level 100 or higher.


    And then there was Epic-grade. These weapons were reserved for those with established family backgrounds or members of large, prestigious guilds with access to such rare items. Owning one at this stage was a huge advantage.


    If Atlas wanted, he could simply sell the greatsword for a massive amount of money¡ªenough to live peacefully in a small village for the rest of his life. But that wasn''t his goal. He had a cheat system and he intended to exploit it to its fullest potential.


    He was determined to rise quickly, to reach the highest heights. And for that, he needed the right weapons, especially a spear that he could actually use.


    "I hope I pull a spear soon," Atlas muttered to himself.


    Atlas handed the greatsword to Karian. "Take it. Use it to serve me."


    "Thank you, My Lord," Karian replied, bowing once more before accepting the greatsword, a faint smile of satisfaction appearing on his face.


    "Is this the same greatsword you had before?"


    "My Lord, it''s exactly the same greatsword as mine," Karian confirmed, "but it''s missing one skill, and the effects of the current skills are a bit weaker than their optimal value."


    "Really?" Atlas thought for a moment, and as if on cue, a string of text appeared before him.


    [Host, you can pull a copy of the greatsword from the gacha and refine the current one using the duplicate. The weapon can be refined up to five times, and each refinement will either upgrade the current skills or unlock a new skill.]


    Atlas nodded slowly as he processed the information. So, if he pulled a duplicate weapon from the gacha, he could choose to give it to someone else or use it to refine and upgrade the one he already had. Interesting.


    If he lacked enough weapons for his team and someone else could make use of a weapon, it would certainly be more practical to hand it over. But in this case, Dragonfang Cleaver was clearly meant for a greatsword user, specifically a berserker. And so far, the only person who fit that role on his team was Karian.


    Alright, he decided. He would hold off on refining the greatsword for now, if he happened to pull a duplicate. He''d think it through more carefully and decide then. For now, the priority was to build up his team and equipment. sea??h th§× Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Without wasting any time, Atlas threw another 10 exclusive tickets into the air, ready for another round of pulls on the Exclusive Weapon Banner.


    The tickets spun in the air, revealing their colors one by one: brown, brown, brown¡ªthen purple! Atlas smiled. A Rank-A was guaranteed every 10 pulls, so this was expected. But as the tickets continued to reveal themselves, something exciting happened¡ªanother purple, then brown, brown, brown. And suddenly, one of the tickets started glowing, taking longer to reveal its color.


    Its light shifted and deepened until it turned red!


    A grin spread across his face. He had just pulled another Rank-S item so early in his gacha spree!

 Chapter 7 - Auto-Replenishing Refrigerator

    [You have received 1 Basic Survival Kit.][You have received 100 Units of Stone.]


    [You have received 50 Units of Iron.]


    [You have received 100 Units of Wood.]


    [You have received 50 Units of Iron.]


    [You have received 50 Units of Iron.]


    [You have received 100 Units of Stone.]


    Atlas opened all seven brown tickets, and once again, he received a generous supply of materials¡ªsomething he knew would be crucial for building another structure once the fortress was complete.


    However, there was one new item he hadn''t seen before: a small, floating bag. He grabbed it and read the description:


    [Basic Survival Kit: Includes essential tools like a knife, a small flint for starting fires, a tent, and basic rations for surviving in the wilderness.]


    "Ah... this is going to be useful!" he thought, surprised by how the gacha system had provided such a practical, modern item.


    Atlas sat down and opened the kit. Inside, he found a small but sleek and well-designed knife, as well as a tent. While they could eventually sleep inside the fortress once it was built, that wouldn''t be ready until midnight. He pondered whether he should set up the tent now or save it for later when he might really need it.


    As he was considering, Edrik and Karian approached.


    "My Lord, would you like the tent set up? Let me help you. I''m sure you''ll rest more comfortably while we wait for the fortress to be completed," Edrik offered.


    "Yes, good idea," Atlas agreed, handing the bag to Edrik.


    Edrik smiled and gave a slight bow before glancing at Karian. Without a word, Karian understood and cleared his throat before following Edrik.


    [You have received Rank-A item: Auto-Replenishing Refrigerator]


    The ticket fell to the ground, creating a glowing magic circle. From it emerged a sleek, black cuboid refrigerator with two doors and a digital display on the front.


    "Wait? Auto-Replenishing Refrigerator?"


    [A magical refrigerator that refills its contents every 24 hours with fresh food. The items vary based on the environment, ensuring a steady supply of meals without the need for hunting or farming.] Sear?h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Curious, Atlas approached the refrigerator and noticed the digital display counting down¡ª24 hours until its contents would be restocked. The magic of the item was already impressive, but the utility? Unbelievable.


    Soon after, Karian carried the refrigerator into the dome-shaped tent, which had somehow expanded into a fully equipped space with camping chairs, a table, and even mattresses. Atlas was surprised¡ªhow had all this fit inside that small bag earlier?


    As he opened the fridge, the cold air hit his face, offering sweet relief from the heat and dry winds. His previously weary expression lit up with enthusiasm as he saw the fridge packed with food¡ªmostly frozen items, but food nonetheless. Damn!


    He grabbed a few bottles of water and tossed them to Edrik and Karian.


    "Drink up! Looks like we won''t need to eat Karian''s limb anymore; we''ve got plenty of food now!"


    A short while later, they set up a makeshift stove using stones and fire. On it, they placed the frozen meats and meals, eagerly waiting for them to cook while sitting around in their camping chairs. The smell of sizzling food filled the air as they relaxed, finally able to unwind.


    "This is the best emergency food we could''ve asked for, My Lord," Edrik said.


    "Yeah, haha," Atlas chuckled, cracking open a bottle of cola. "This is so refreshing," he added, taking a long drink, before munching on some potato chips. "And I''m starving!"


    The three of them sat there, enjoying their unexpectedly luxurious meal.


    They devoured the emergency food with gusto, surprised by how plentiful it was. Atlas ate at a more relaxed pace, while Karian downed 200 grams of meat in a single bite.


    The hours passed, and as the sun began to set, the floating island was draped in darkness, lit only by the soft glow of the tent and the fire crackling between them.


    Atlas decided to open another Rank-A ticket.


    [You have received Rank-A Item: Floating Lantern]


    [A magical lantern that floats in midair, providing light to dark areas and guiding adventurers through treacherous terrain.]


    "Ah! This is exactly what we needed!"


    The lantern lit up instantly, gently floating into the air and casting a soft, warm glow around the campsite, illuminating the area. It was clear this item was far more useful than they''d expected.


    The lantern followed whoever had activated it, and could even be set to different modes¡ªpatrolling an area, auto-follow, and more. Quite the interesting item.


    As stars began to dot the night sky, the flickering firelight danced across their faces, adding a peaceful, calming atmosphere to the scene.


    Just then, Atlas turned and noticed Morganna standing stiffly. Her eyes, glowing an eerie red, were fixed on them with an intensity that startled him for a moment. He hadn''t realized she had been watching the whole time.


    Is she... hungry?


    "Now tell me, what do vampires eat?"


    Edrik looked ready to respond enthusiastically, but Karian jumped in first.


    "They eat humans, my Lord. They drain their blood until they''re dry, leaving them to die in a gruesome, bloodless mess."


    "Oh, that''s... terrifying," Atlas muttered, turning back to Morganna with a nervous gulp.


    "That!" Edrik interrupted. "What kind of world are you living in, Karian?"


    "Yours, isn''t it?" Karian replied with a smirk.


    Edrik sighed. "Vampires can eat normal food too, like this meat or drink cola, but they mainly need blood to satisfy their real hunger and restore energy."


    Atlas listened intently. "So, could we... I don''t know, cut ourselves a bit and let the blood drip into her mouth?"


    "That would work too, my Lord," Edrik nodded.


    "Is their need for blood... large?"


    "No, my Lord," Edrik explained. "It''s usually just like someone donating blood. A small amount is enough to keep them sustained for a while."


    Atlas nodded slowly, picking up a piece of grilled meat and a drink. He stood and walked toward Morganna.


    Meanwhile, Karian whispered to Edrik, "Edrik, you''re not joking, right? The Lord doesn''t have much experience with vampires."


    "No, of course not," Edrik replied confidently. "Your vampire is the wild type. But look at that girl¡ªshe''s a Vampire Queen. Clearly noble. Vampires like her can consume normal food, but they satisfy their real hunger with blood. However, they''re picky about whose blood they drink."


    "Picky? Like what?"


    "They have... preferences, like how we choose our favorite foods."


    "And what if she doesn''t like the taste of the Lord''s blood?"


    Edrik smirked. "He''s an active Lord, and look at how well he''s managing things and also his incredible System. He''ll be a great leader. Or are you suggesting you offer your blood instead?"


    Karian glanced at Morganna. "Isn''t that better than letting the Lord give his blood to her?"


    Edrik sighed deeply. "That''s stupid! If the Vampire Queen doesn''t like your blood, she could kill you in an instant. Remember, while she can''t harm the Lord, she can still kill us easily."


    Their eyes shifted toward Atlas, who appeared to be saying something to Morganna. But then, something unexpected happened.


    Both Edrik and Karian leaped to their feet. "My Lord!" they shouted in shock.


    In a blur of movement, Morganna lunged forward, fangs bared, and sank her teeth into Atlas''s neck!


    ***


    (Author''s Note:)


    Ah, the joys of camping! Sizzling meat, chilled cola, and¡ªchecks notes¡ªa vampire''s bite.


    If this is his idea of a romantic evening, we need to talk about boundaries.


    Now, who''s curious to see if our brave Lord has tasty blood, or is Morganna about to send him back for a refund? Stay tuned!

 Chapter 8 - I Want You I Need You

    Morganna seethed with rage, her fury boiling over as she struggled to lash out, to unleash her wrath. But this cursed restraint was holding her back, immobilizing her. S~ea??h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.She tried to break free, but her efforts were in vain.


    She glared at the one who had summoned her¡ªa low-level human, weak and pitiful. How could such a miserable creature dare to call her? And to make matters worse, because of his pathetic level, Morganna herself had been forced to drop in power, losing much of what made her formidable.


    She growled, still thrashing and rebelling, her eyes fixed on the foolish man. What was he doing? How could he have managed to summon Lords from another world at such an early phase? And on this barren, dry island of all places!


    Morganna kept fighting against the restraints, her frustration mounting.


    What were they doing over there? And why did it smell so good?


    Roar!


    She could feel her strength starting to fade. After spending an entire day under the harsh sunlight, her energy was dwindling. The summoning penalty had left her weak, a mere shadow of her usual self. And it was all because of that stupid human!


    Wait, what is that aroma? It smells delicious. Meat? But no, she was hungry for something else. She needed blood. Rich, exquisite blood, something that would nourish her, restore her strength, and accelerate her recovery.


    And there he was¡ªthe foolish human¡ªwalking closer, with that pathetic, miserable expression on his face. She glared at him with burning eyes, hatred burning through her like wildfire. She wanted to kill him, drain him dry, and then rip apart everyone else on this island.


    "Hey, I have food. You must be hungry, right?" the little, stupid human said in a disgustingly casual tone.


    I will kill you. Release me, you idiot, you¡ª Morganna raged internally. But all that escaped her lips was, "Hamu, hemu, hamu, hamu hamu."


    The man smiled.


    What was that smile? Was it the grin of someone about to die?


    "Listen, Ms. Morganna," he continued, "I have no intention of making you a slave. No, I understand you were someone important back where you came from. But fate has brought us together here, so it''s better if we get along and work together. What do you think?"


    Stop this nonsense, you pathetic piece of trash! Morganna screamed in her mind. I don''t need a weakling like you as my leader. You''re worthless! I refuse to be a subordinate! I am a queen!


    I am powerful!


    But all she could do was glare, her lips twitching with words she couldn''t voice, as the restraints held her silent and still.


    Urgh! Morganna''s body felt weaker by the minute, her strength slipping away. She needed blood, and she needed it now. If she didn''t get some soon, she might lose consciousness, and the thought of that humiliation burned inside her.


    She was used to living with a steady supply of high-quality blood, provided by her loyal subordinates. But here? She had nothing. And she hated it.


    Then, to her shock, Atlas did something completely unexpected. He stepped closer, rolled up his sleeve, and exposed his wrist. With casual motion, he took out a knife and cut his skin just enough to draw blood. Crimson droplets welled up, trailing down his arm.


    "I know you need blood. Take it," he said. "But don''t take too much¡ªI need it to stay alive," he added.


    It made Morganna want to scream. This little piece of trash!


    Without breaking eye contact, he extended his bleeding wrist toward her lips, as if he was trying to soothe a wild animal.


    "Here," he said softly. "It should help."


    Morganna''s eyes widened, a mix of rage and confusion swirling within them. Her mind reeled. Was this human actually attempting to claim her? Damn it! Stop it! You trash!


    In the vampire world, this kind of gesture was deeply symbolic. Offering one''s blood so openly was an act of profound intimacy, a gesture reserved for strong, unbreakable bonds¡ªeither between lovers or a master and their most devoted servant. To do so without hesitation, without fear, was almost like a declaration, a way to forge a personal and binding connection.


    From her perspective, Atlas''s gesture felt like a mix of arrogance and presumption. It was as if he was trying to assert some kind of claim over her, to bind her to him.


    Every instinct in her told her to lash out, to tear into him, to drain him dry and show him what happened to those who dared to treat her with such familiarity.


    Atlas''s wrist brushed against her lips, and the warmth of it irritated her. She wanted to push it away, to spit in his face. But then, the first drop of blood touched her lips, sliding into her mouth.


    What is this?! What is this?!


    The taste was unlike anything she had ever experienced¡ªso sweet, so rich, so full of energy. It wasn''t just nourishment; it was like a drug, intoxicating her senses, calming the raging storm inside her. Her body trembled, her nerves buzzing with a sensation that was almost euphoric.


    In an instant, the fury and hatred that had consumed her melted away, replaced by a wave of warmth, a surge of vitality that made her feel alive, reborn, with just a single gulp.


    The blood flowed, filling her body with energy, like a spark that set every nerve on fire.


    This is... what is this... I want more! I want it from his neck, where it''s stronger, richer.


    But if she did that, it would be the same as admitting she was submitting to him, that she had willingly given herself over to his control.


    No! I won''t! she screamed internally. But the blood was too irresistible¡ªtoo sweet, too fragrant, too fresh, too electrifying. She needed more, from a place where the taste was even richer, even more intoxicating.


    Her eyes glowed a vivid red, and in that instant, the restraints on her body shattered. She could move again, and she didn''t waste a moment.


    "I want you!" she growled.


    With a sudden, blinding speed, she lunged at Atlas. Her left arm slid around his back, gripping him tightly, while her right hand grasped the back of his head, pulling him closer. Her fangs extended, and without hesitation, she sank them into the side of his neck.


    "I want more!" she hissed, her voice muffled against his skin as she drank deeply.


    "My Lord!" the other trash shouted in shock.


    But Morganna didn''t care. She was lost in the sensation, the taste of his blood filling her senses, overwhelming her. It wasn''t just sustenance¡ªshe craved it, she craved him, more than anything she had ever wanted or needed before.


    ***


    (Author''s Note:)


    So, Atlas went from "casual diplomacy" to "intense vampire bonding ritual" in about ten seconds flat.


    I mean, who knew bloodletting could be so... tender? ????


    I bet Edrik and Karian were just standing there like, "Do we¡­ intervene? Or¡­ just¡­ let this happen?" ????


    I have a feeling Morganna''s about to cause a whole lot of trouble, and I am here for it!

 Chapter 9 - This is my Baby!

    "My Lord!" Edrik and Karian shouted in shock.They rushed forward, ready to intervene, but then skidded to a stop as Atlas lifted his left hand slightly, signaling them to halt. It was a clear gesture¡ªI''m okay.


    Atlas had been stunned when the restraints on the Vampire Queen broke, but nothing prepared him for what happened next. In a flash, she lunged at him, grabbing him tightly and sinking her fangs into his neck.


    For a moment, panic surged through him. This was the first time a vampire had ever bitten him directly¡ªwas he going to turn into a vampire now? But then he remembered that vampires had greater endurance and several benefits that humans didn''t possess.


    No, I shouldn''t worry about that, he thought.


    But then there was the sensation. It was weird... but not exactly unpleasant. How was he supposed to describe this?


    Comforting? Enjoyable? Damn, he thought, trying to suppress the wave of emotions. I can''t let this get weird, but... what the hell is this feeling?


    He stood there, rigid and still¡ªnot in pain, but overwhelmed by a bizarre mix of sensations. As her fangs drew blood from his neck, he felt his own body responding. It was as if every cell in his body had woken up, buzzing with energy.


    His heart pounded wildly, and any fatigue he''d been feeling melted away, replaced by a surge of vitality, like he''d just downed the most potent energy drink imaginable.


    He could feel the steady flow of blood entering the Vampire Queen''s mouth, and her touch... It was intoxicating. Her scent was sweet and fragrant, her skin soft and warm against his, and the way she held him¡ªfirm, unyielding¡ªmade it clear she wasn''t letting her prey escape.


    But strangely, it didn''t hurt. In fact, it felt weirdly¡­ good. Damn, his thoughts were spiraling out of control!


    Is this what being bitten by a vampire actually feels like?


    If this was harming him, the Vampire Queen would have been forced to stop by the system. Instead, it felt almost as if she was pulling him deeper into a trance, like a comforting embrace he didn''t quite understand but couldn''t resist.


    Silence settled over them for a moment, until a soft sigh escaped from the Vampire Queen. The sound of her drinking, followed by quiet, almost sensual sighs, filled his ears.


    Slowly, she released her grip and stepped back, wiping the remnants of blood from her lips. This time, when she looked at Atlas, her gaze was different¡ªno longer burning with the rage that had consumed her before.


    Atlas touched the bite marks on his neck, feeling the two small punctures that were already beginning to heal and close up.


    "Next time, give me a heads-up so I''m not caught off guard."


    "I want to eat!" she said.


    Atlas glanced down at the pieces of meat and drinks scattered on the ground beneath them.


    "Join us by the campfire," he said, gesturing toward the flames. "There''s plenty of food over there."


    Morganna didn''t reply, but she followed him as he walked back to where Edrik and Karian were waiting.


    Edrik bowed, respectfully gesturing for her to sit by the fire. Karian stood off to the side, no longer sitting but still keeping a close watch.


    "Prepare food for me." Morganna said.


    Edrik bowed again. "As someone who holds the second-highest rank after My Lord, I will gladly assist in preparing the finest meal for you, Ms. Morganna."


    Atlas watched, a bit surprised by how smoothly Edrik communicated with the Vampire Queen. It seemed that his knack for diplomacy was truly coming in handy. Morganna''s harsh tone didn''t faze him, and she appeared content enough not to lash out again.


    Morganna began eating, and from the way she chewed and the subtle shift in her expression, it was clear she was enjoying the food.


    A few of the meal packages even had familiar brands¡ªbrands known on New Earth.


    Does the system simply replicate whatever exists in this world, or do they take these items from the lower lands?


    Morganna ate with a relaxed air, crossing her legs as she sat, her aura of dark and blood energy seeming to pulse with renewed vitality. She looked stronger, more composed¡ªalmost as if the energy she had lost was gradually returning.


    He would definitely need to find a better way to communicate with her. He needed her to defend the Floating Island, and he''d need her strength for future hunts as well.


    Then, a sudden thought struck him. In his rush to eat and quench his thirst, he had forgotten about one thing¡ªthere was still a Rank-S ticket left unopened. Realizing this, he quickly turned and headed toward the floating, red-glowing ticket.


    The floating lantern continued to drift around the area, casting spinning shadows that created a unique atmosphere.


    As Atlas approached the red card, Edrik and Karian moved closer. Morganna, however, seemed uninterested, continuing to eat without sparing a glance in his direction.


    "My Lord, we''re curious about what lies behind this red card," Edrik said. "We believe you''re destined for something great, especially since you''ve managed to pull these red cards back to back."


    "Could it be another high-ranking Lord?" Karian mused.


    Atlas smiled and explained, "So, from the system I have, there are three gacha options I can choose from. First, the Exclusive Character banner, which is how I summoned Morganna, as well as you two. Second, the Exclusive Weapon banner, which features Morganna''s signature scythe."


    He continued, "And then there''s something like a standard banner, which has five featured characters, but I haven''t tried pulling from it yet."


    Edrik nodded, smiling. "So, does that mean the potential outcome of this item could be Ms. Morganna''s signature scythe, My Lord?"


    "50% chance," Atlas confirmed.


    At that moment, Morganna set down her food and glanced over at Atlas. She didn''t even try to hide her interest; her crimson red eyes glowed brightly, visible even from a distance.


    Atlas sighed and picked up the ticket. If this is the Signature Scythe, it''ll make Morganna even stronger, he thought.


    The ticket ignited, consumed by black and blood-red flames. From the burning remnants, dark and crimson energy streaked through the air. Then, as if materializing from nothingness, a long, sharp, curved object took shape.


    [You have received a Rank-S Weapon: (Legendary-grade) Bloodkissed Scythe]


    Damn! Atlas''s heart skipped a beat. He had actually pulled the featured weapon, Morganna''s signature scythe, with just 20 pulls. A wide grin spread across his face, a rush of euphoria washing over him. This was a huge win.


    But his moment of triumph didn''t last long. Before they could fully process what had happened, Morganna was suddenly there, standing right between them. Black and red energy coiled around her, wrapping her form like a cloak. Her eyes were sharp, and she reached out toward the scythe that floated in mid-air.


    "This is my baby!" she declared.


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    (Author''s Note:)


    Atlas is out here making deals, but it looks like Morganna''s got her priorities straight: blood, food, and her beloved weapon.


    Can''t argue with that! ?????¡â????? Now, the real question is, how is this going to change the power dynamic?


    Leave some comments if you want to see where this is going¡ªthere''s plenty more blood and blade action to come!

 Chapter 10 - What the hell happened last night?!

    "This is my baby!"Morganna shouted, suddenly appearing between Atlas and the others, her hand reaching for the scythe. But Atlas was quick this time, snatching the weapon before she could. Instinctively, he jumped back, his heart racing as her fiery red eyes locked onto him with an unmistakable fury.


    Can''t this Vampire Queen calm down for just a second?!


    Morganna, clearly not planning on letting it go, continued to dart toward him, trying to grab the scythe. But Atlas, desperate to keep it away from her, dodged and ran, leaping and evading her over and over again.


    Karian, watching this unfold, reached for the greatsword, ready to intervene. But just as he was about to charge, Edrik caught his arm.


    "We need to help the Lord!" Karian urged.


    Edrik shook his head calmly. "No need... she''s not the enemy."


    "But she''s attacking him!"


    Edrik sighed and rolled his eyes. "Are you brainless, Karian? Did you see how she froze earlier when she tried to harm the Lord?"


    "And so?"


    "If she''s moving this freely, it means she''s not trying to hurt him."


    "But still, the Lord is struggling."


    Edrik leaned in close and whispered, "They''re just... enjoying their little bond."


    "What?! What are you talking about? Where did you even get that idea?"


    Edrik sighed again, shaking his head in frustration. "I need a smarter partner, clearly."


    "The vampires in my world are different. I have no idea what you''re talking about."


    "Listen, when a Vampire Queen drinks from someone''s neck, especially someone of high status, it''s more than just feeding. It''s a contract¡ªa sign that they''ve submitted their soul to that person."


    "And?"


    "Basically, we can say they''re... married."


    "What? How?"


    "Not literally married, but bonded¡ªsomething like that. For simplicity''s sake, let''s just call it a marriage."


    "I don''t understand this ''marriage'' concept you keep talking about, Edrik. In my world, every race only knows how to kill and survive."


    "That''s why you need to mingle more with people from other worlds," Edrik muttered. "Look, I''ve explained enough. Now, we just watch and see how the Lord deals with his new ''wife.''"


    "You''re making this up, right? That''s hard to believe."


    Edrik shrugged. "Believe what you want."


    Atlas could clearly see that Morganna''s movements weren''t as quick or aggressive as before. Was she tired? She was still trying to take the scythe, but not with the same intensity.


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    Atlas quickly stored the scythe in his inventory. In that moment, as Morganna lunged for it, he caught her left hand and gripped it firmly.


    But Atlas was faster, grabbing her other wrist, now holding both of her hands in a firm but controlled grip.


    It was a strong hold, though not the kind that someone as powerful as her couldn''t break out of. Yet, she didn''t.


    "Give me the scythe! That''s my baby!" she growled.


    "I''ll give it to you," Atlas said calmly, "but only if you agree to sit down and talk about our alliance."


    "I don''t need you. You''re weak, useless," she hissed, glaring at him.


    "I summoned you, and I summoned your weapon. And this is just the beginning¡ªI can do far more than this."


    "You''re nothing. You''ll die the moment the first attack comes."


    "No, I won''t."


    "And where does your confidence come from? Have you lost your mind?"


    "I won''t die because I have you, Edrik, and Karian."


    Morganna gritted her teeth, yanking her hands out of his grip. She looked frustrated, and then, with a sharp motion, she extended her hand toward him.


    "Give me the scythe. That''s mine!"


    Atlas nodded, reaching into his inventory and materializing the Bloodkissed Scythe in his hand.


    Morganna wasted no time. She darted forward, snatching the scythe from his grip. Atlas didn''t resist, allowing her to take it. Her expression changed the moment her fingers wrapped around the weapon.


    She leapt back, spinning the scythe with effortless precision, the blade whirling like a deadly propeller. In an instant, she rushed forward, her movements a blur, and before Atlas could react, the sharp edge of the scythe was pressed against his neck.


    "Don''t expect me to listen to your pathetic words! Consider yourself lucky tonight¡ªI''ll forgive you only because you brought my scythe back to me."


    With that, the scythe disappeared, vanishing into thin air. Morganna turned sharply, her back to him as she prepared to walk away.


    "I can upgrade your scythe, and upgrade you too. You just need to listen to me, and we''ll work together to win every battle."


    Morganna paused for a moment, but after a brief hesitation, she continued walking away, eventually disappearing into the darkness on the other side of the island.


    Atlas had no idea what she was up to.


    Edrik and Karian approached, their expressions... odd. Atlas couldn''t quite place it, but something seemed off.


    "My Lord," Karian suddenly spoke up. "I''ve been through something like this before. The early stages are always tough, especially at the beginning of marria¡ª" His words were cut short as Edrik nudged his arm.


    "My Lord, it''s late," Edrik quickly interjected. "What do you say about getting some rest? Karian and I will keep watch until the fortress construction is complete."


    Atlas exhaled. It had been exhausting¡ªfalling from that height, landing onto this island, going through the gacha pulls, and now this intense standoff with Morganna. He really just needed to sleep.


    "Yeah, I think that''s a good idea," he agreed.


    He hadn''t realized just how tired he was until now. After all, he hadn''t slept in three days due to the previous expedition. His body was starting to feel like it was on the verge of collapsing from sheer exhaustion.


    "Please let me know if anything urgent happens."


    "My Lord, we will make sure everything is safe outside while you rest," Edrik reassured him.


    Atlas nodded, feeling the overwhelming weight of exhaustion finally pulling him under as he headed into his tent. He didn''t remember much after that¡ªsleep took him almost instantly.


    But then, something stirred him from the deep sleep. He felt a soft breath against his cheek. What is this? he thought, still half-asleep. Fresh air filled his lungs, but it was mingled with a delicate, sweet scent.


    Ah, he could sense that a lot had happened last night. Yet, for some reason, his head throbbed, and the memories felt clouded and disjointed.


    Wait¡ªwas it only a dream? No way¡­ was it?


    He had the distinct impression that he''d done something, yet he couldn''t quite recall if it was real or dream. And all of it seemed to involve¡­ Morganna.


    His body felt heavy, unable to move, as if something warm and soft was holding him in place. Slowly, he became more aware of his surroundings. The warmth pressing against his skin wasn''t just a blanket¡ªit was something...


    His eyes fluttered open, and he saw the soft light of morning seeping through the gaps in the tent. But then, he realized¡ªhe was naked. And someone was wrapped around him.


    Turning his head cautiously to the right, he froze. Lying next to him was a woman with long, black hair.


    Morganna!


    What the hell happened last night?!


    ***


    (Author''s Note:)


    Ah, nothing like waking up to a Vampire Queen snuggled up next to you, right? Totally normal stuff. ????


    What do you guys think¡ªinnocent cuddles, or something way more complicated went down?


    Did Atlas survive the night with all his blood still in his body? Drop your theories in the comments below! ????????

 Chapter 11 - Gacha Haven

    Atlas stepped out of the tent, still adjusting his clothes and shrouded in a whirlwind of questions. Morganna was still asleep inside. Though they had been under a blanket, he had a nagging feeling she was wearing far less than she had before. As for himself? He had been completely naked earlier.Just what the hell happened last night?


    He checked his neck¡ªno new bite marks. His hands? Normal. No paleness indicating he''d turned into a vampire. His skin was still warm, still human. He even checked his throat and body, feeling more energized than ever.


    I feel like I could run around this island a hundred times, he thought, surprised at the surge of energy coursing through him.


    Then, with a hint of dread, he checked... down there.


    It''s more... tense than usual¡ªno, it''s normal! It''s just the morning!


    No! What am I even thinking?


    He shook his head, trying to dispel the ridiculous thought.


    That couldn''t have happened!


    But still¡­ how had he ended up naked? Who had undressed him? Had anything happened between them? He couldn''t remember a thing, and that only made it worse.


    His frantic thoughts came to a sudden stop when he looked around. The once barren, sandy ground beneath him was now covered in soft, lush grass.


    What...?


    He scanned the area and noticed Karian and Edrik in the far end of the island. What are they doing over there? he wondered, but that wasn''t the most shocking part.


    Grass, even flowers, had sprouted. He turned his attention toward the spot where the Aqua Crystal had been set up the day before and hurried over, unable to believe what he was seeing.


    There, where the dry ground had been, a pond had formed, crystal-clear water shimmering in the early morning light.


    Edrik and Karian approached with smiles on their faces.


    "My Lord, I hope you had a wonderful night''s sleep," Edrik was the first to speak, his tone light but with a hint of something else.


    Atlas eyed them both suspiciously.


    Do they know something about what happened in the tent?


    "My Lord, I dug around here and made it into a small pond," Karian chimed in.


    "Yes!" Atlas responded quickly, still feeling a bit off balance. He crouched down by the pond, scooped some water into his hands, and splashed it on his face.


    Oh my goodness, he thought, this water is so fresh, so clean.


    As he enjoyed the refreshing sensation of the water, he noticed Edrik and Karian''s attention had shifted. Atlas followed their gaze and saw Morganna emerging from the tent. She was back in her dress, her face unreadable as she glanced in their direction without saying a word.


    She held a bottle of drink and a snack, making her way over to a camping chair where she sat down, eating and drinking casually, as if nothing had happened.


    Does she not remember what happened last night either? Atlas wondered, trying to make sense of the situation.


    Why isn''t she acting any differently?


    "My Lord, the fortress," Edrik spoke again, breaking Atlas from his thoughts.


    Atlas turned his attention to the new structure that he had noticed but hadn''t fully processed until now. The Outpost Fortress¡ªit stood behind the tent, towering over the island like a symbol of new beginnings.


    He rose to his feet and took in the sight. The Outpost Fortress was modest yet impressive, with tall stone walls made of smooth, dark-gray stone. A watchtower stood proudly at the center, keeping a watchful eye over the island. It had a unique ancient medieval design, which felt out of place in their modern, post-apocalyptic era.


    But it wasn''t entirely strange¡ªAtlas knew that as the Fortress progressed through stages, its design would evolve as well. Eventually, it would grow from its medieval roots into something futuristic.


    Atlas explored the interior of the fortress, stepping into an open space that could serve multiple purposes¡ªperhaps a spot to set up a tent, a training area, or anything else that could be useful, all protected by the fortress''s sturdy walls. Off to one side, he noticed a more developed structure with three floors.


    He walked into one of the rooms, which was furnished with a few chairs and tables. Another room was mostly empty, except for several large chests stacked in the corners.


    "My Lord, we can store items in those Inventory Chests," Edrik explained. sea??h th§× n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "So, are these connected to the same inventory storage I can access through the system?"


    "Correct, My Lord."


    Atlas continued his tour of the fortress, moving upstairs to a control room on the second floor, and finally, up to the watchtower at the very top. From there, he had a clear view of the entire island. It was impressive¡ªeverything looked smaller, more manageable from this vantage point, and he could easily keep an eye on the whole island from up here.


    "Remarkable," he muttered to himself.


    But there was one more thing nagging at him. He hadn''t yet checked the notifications he received after waking up this morning. With a slight sense of urgency, Atlas opened the system menu, scrolling back to review what he had skipped earlier in the rush of confusion and curiosity.


    Atlas scrolled through the notifications.


    [Congratulations! The Fortress Stage 1 has been successfully built.]


    [You have unlocked a new structure: Basic Barracks.]


    [You have unlocked a new structure: Residential Huts.]


    [You have unlocked a new structure: Teleportation Pad.]


    [You have unlocked a new structure: Lumber Mill.]


    [You have unlocked a new structure: Quarry.]


    [You have unlocked a new structure: Mana Well.]


    [You have unlocked a new structure: Training Grounds.]


    [You have unlocked a new structure: Blacksmith Workshop.]


    [..]


    This is amazing!


    [New Task: Assign new name for the island.]


    [New Task: Design your attires.]


    [New Task: Design your Emblem.]


    [..]


    [You have received 10 Elemental Stones.]


    [You have received 500 Arcane Shards.]


    [You have received 500 Gold.]


    [..]


    [You have unlocked the Island Management Feature.]


    [You can further develop your island and expand it by fulfilling certain requirements.]


    [You have unlocked the Resource Detection Scanner.]


    [The scanner detects nearby resources, including dungeons and unclaimed floating islands.]


    Atlas read through the notifications one by one, though it was a lot to take in all at once. Still, he managed to summarize the key points: new structures to build, small tasks like setting up the island''s name, attire, and emblem, along with some pretty decent bonuses.


    Arcane Shards? He wasn''t sure what those were exactly yet, and the 500 Gold¡ªhe had no idea how much that would get him.


    And then there were features like Island Management, and the Resource Detection Scanner.


    I''ll have to figure those out later.


    But first, the most important task: naming the island.


    He summoned the system interface and began brainstorming a name, something that related to the concept of gacha.


    After some thought, he found the perfect name.


    [Congratulations! You have named your Floating Island: Gacha Haven.]


    He smiled as the notification appeared. Edrik and Karian seemed to notice his satisfaction. And he explained the details to them.


    "My Lord, that''s a unique name. It directly reflects the distinct nature of our floating island. I like the idea," Edrik commented.


    Karian, on the other hand, seemed puzzled. "I''m not familiar with this term... gacha?"


    Edrik smirked. "Your world must be terribly dull. What kind of place doesn''t even know what gacha is?"


    Atlas chuckled. "Don''t worry, you''ll catch on soon enough. But for now, we need to focus. Help me design our attire and the island emblem."

 Chapter 12 - The Emblem of Luck

    Atlas opened the system interface to design the emblem for his Floating Island. He was pleasantly surprised by how easy the system made it¡ªhe could give commands, and the system would generate some elements for his design.He spent some time tweaking and adjusting the emblem. He wanted to capture the essence of gacha in the design, but struggled at first to define what that meant visually. Eventually, he settled on placing the silhouette of a dice in the center, symbolizing chance and luck, surrounded by a futuristic portal design to give it a modern, mystical touch.


    Satisfied with the result, he pressed the Complete button.


    Next, he moved on to the attire design, combining the emblem with the overall outfit concept. He crafted a Lord''s outfit with a long, flowing cape bearing the emblem on the back, and developed variations for workers and soldiers on the island.


    Once everything was finalized, he pressed the finish button.


    [Taks: Assign new name for the island¡ªComplete.]


    [Gacha Haven is now your official name and identity.]


    Atlas smiled in satisfaction as everything fell into place. His main strength lay in summoning powerful Lords from other worlds to serve as his subordinates¡ªthree already at this early stage, with the potential for many more. And the gacha system didn''t just summon allies; it also provided unique items like the Aqua Crystal, Floating Lanterns, and even a Self-replenishing Fridge.


    All of that came from just 30 tickets out of the 300 he''d been given for this early phase.


    [Taks: Design your Emblem¡ªComplete.]


    [Taks: Setup the attires for the island''s inhabitants¡ªComplete.]


    [You have received a full set of Lord''s attire.]


    [You have received a Lord''s Cape.]


    [Every subordinate, current and future, will receive attire customized to match their role and personality.]


    As if conjured from thin air, several folds of fabric appeared before Atlas. He reached out and touched the material¡ªit was incredibly soft and luxurious.


    Edrik and Karian received similar clothing. Edrik''s outfit resembled an executive suit, very much like what he already wore, but with subtle, refined differences in the design. Karian also received his designated attire, similar to Edrik''s though Atlas still felt Karian looked more suited to his current armor.


    Surprisingly, the outfit they received from the system came with an automatic equip feature. All they had to do was issue a command, and¡ªboom¡ªthe clothes they were wearing instantly switched to the new ones.


    Atlas glanced down, now dressed in an outfit that was mostly white, with deep blue lines tracing patterns across it. The cape he wore was also white, bearing the emblem of Gacha Haven they all shared.


    He then looked over at Edrik and Karian, who had also changed into their new appearances, though Karian''s transformation was by far the most striking. But where had their previous outfits gone?


    "My Lord, we really like the design of the emblem and the outfits too. They''re fresh and really eye-catching," Edrik said.


    "I''m curious¡ªwhere did your old outfits go? And Karian, what about your greatsword?"


    "We were summoned with our Storage Space still intact, My Lord. Though, it isn''t quite as large as it was just before I was summoned," Karian explained.


    "Ah, I see. So that''s why Morganna''s scythe disappeared right after I handed it to her."


    Atlas scanned through the various new structures that could be built and checked which ones already had enough materials. One structure could be built immediately: the Teleportation Pad. However, he needed to be certain this was the right choice before proceeding.


    Luckily, he had experienced people by his side¡ªpeople who had already built their own Floating Islands. He definitely intended to use their knowledge to avoid any early mistakes.


    "Now tell me, what''s the best thing to build after the Fortress?" Atlas asked, turning his gaze to Karian. "I want to hear from you first, Karian."


    "My Lord," Karian bowed respectfully. "Resources are crucial for developing the land, and there are different types. Some can be gathered directly using structures like a Lumber Mill and others, but we also need the resources dropped by monsters, which are just as important."


    Atlas nodded as he laid out the structures that were currently available for building.


    "My Lord," Edrik spoke up, "I believe the Teleportation Pad should be our next structure. It will allow us to travel to the lower lands and explore nearby floating islands, which is vital for gathering resources, monster hunting, or going on dungeon expeditions."


    [Teleportation Pad: Enables travel between nearby floating islands and the lower lands. Provides an early-phase solution for accessing resource-rich regions or trading with settlements in the lower lands.]


    [Materials Needed:]


    [20 Mana Crystals]


    [50 Iron]


    [5 Elemental Stones]


    "Agreed," Atlas responded with a smile. "Jackpot. Let''s build the Teleportation Pad."


    [You have spent 20 Mana Crystals, 50 Units of Iron, 120 Elemental Stones to build Teleportation Pad]


    [The building process will take 4 hours.]


    Four hours was plenty of time for Atlas to prepare. He planned to pull more gacha and see what he could easily obtain during this early phase of the game.


    After his experience summoning Morganna, he had learned a valuable lesson: the people he summoned weren''t just personalities he could command at will. Sure, they would follow his orders, but they had their own desires, lives, and complexities, just like him. So, treating them well¡ªmostly with respect¡ªwas key to bringing out their optimal performance.


    Edrik was sharp with his words and reliable during discussions. Karian, though a warrior, had yet to show what he was truly capable of in battle. And Morganna? She had incredible combat potential, but her strong-willed and volatile personality posed quite a challenge in leading her.


    And what exactly happened between them last night?! Atlas shook off the thought, unwilling to get distracted.


    Refocusing on the gacha banners, he considered his next move. The first banner had already landed him Morganna as an exclusive character¡ªwhat could he pull next to bolster his team further?


    Wait!


    "Jackpot, tell me, what happens if I pull from the Exclusive Character banner and end up getting Morganna again? Will there be two Morgannas running around here?"


    [Host, a character can be upgraded up to 6 times. Let''s say your first pull gives you the character at their Zero Upgrade. Each duplicate pull will enhance them in several aspects.]


    "And what if I''ve already maxed them out, but I keep pulling the same character?"


    [In that case, you''ll receive Arcane Shards as compensation.]


    "And what exactly are Arcane Shards? I got some as a reward for building my Fortress."


    [Arcane Shards are a currency used to buy Gacha Tickets. The price for both exclusive and standard tickets is the same: 160 Arcane Shards. You can earn this currency by completing tasks, winning battles, hunting, and achieving various milestones and activities in the Floating Islands.] S~ea??h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [Essentially, as long as you keep progressing and staying active, you''ll have a steady supply of Arcane Shards to keep purchasing more Gacha Tickets and pulling to strengthen yourself further.]


    "160 for one ticket, huh? Interesting."


    While waiting for the Teleportation Pad to finish building, Atlas decided to do another round of pulls. But the question lingered in his mind¡ªwhich banner should he pull from?


    He had been extremely lucky, managing to get Morganna within just 10 pulls, and even her signature weapon after 20 more. Now, he still had 70 exclusive tickets left. While he knew his current version of Morganna was already powerful, he debated whether to spend the tickets for her upgrades or hold out for the next rate-up of exclusive characters.


    As for weapons, he was content, having already secured Morganna''s signature scythe, the Vampire Queen''s iconic weapon. No need to burn through his remaining tickets on that front.


    Now, his thoughts shifted to the standard banner. He knew he had a chance to get one of the five featured characters on the banner, along with their signature weapons¡ªall available in a single banner. With 200 pulls ahead of him, there was hope of expanding his team or landing one of the featured weapons.


    Surprisingly, a spear was among the options, and as a spear-user, Atlas found that particularly tempting.


    Taking out 10 standard tickets, Atlas smiled as he tossed them into the air.


    Edrik and Karian, intrigued, watched with anticipation.


    The first ticket shimmered as it descended¡ªbrown. The next one¡ªbrown again. Then another. Brown, brown, brown.


    Seven brown.


    But then, unexpectedly, the eighth ticket glowed purple! And then¡ªanother purple! And yet another purple!


    [You have obtained 7 Rank-B items, 3 Rank-A items!]

 Chapter 13 - Blossom Reaper

    [You have received 5 Rare XP Orbs][You have received 5 Elite XP Orbs]


    [You have received 100 Units of Wood]


    [You have received 100 Units of Wood]


    [You have received 100 Units of Stone]


    [You have received 100 Units of Stone]


    [You have received 100 Units of Stone]


    Atlas quickly opened the Rank-B tickets and gathered more materials for building structures, as well as XP Orbs. Interestingly, this time he received higher-grade ones, not just the usual Rare, but Elite-grade.


    He hadn''t yet tried applying these orbs to any of his subordinates. Maybe after sorting everything out, he''d give it a go. There was so much to do at this early stage, and with this being just the second day, he still had 12 days before the first wave of attacks would come.


    Well, I should have enough time, he thought. But that didn''t mean he could afford to relax.


    His system was an SSS-grade system¡ªthe Ultimate Gacha System. Knowing this was already a huge advantage; the system''s power was undeniable, especially considering how easily he had made progress so far.


    However, he also knew that every Lord had their own unique system, and who knew what kind of variety and power they had. He couldn''t afford to be complacent just because he had one of the best systems out there.


    No, he thought firmly. I need to optimize everything in this short time.


    Atlas moved on to open the first Rank-A ticket. The ticket spun in the air and burst into flames, and from the ashes, a wooden box appeared, glowing softly with a green light.


    [You have received Rank-A Item: Everbloom Seed Packet]


    [A set of seeds that grow into plants. These plants continuously produce fruit, flowers, or herbs, providing an endless supply of food or ingredients for potions. Great for ensuring a steady food supply or magical ingredient production.]


    Seeds! Atlas nodded to himself, pleased. This was exactly what he needed, especially considering how barren his island was. Dry, sandy soil as far as the eye could see. Though things had started to improve with grass and flowers sprouting, thanks to items he''d pulled from the Gacha, the island still had a long way to go.


    He glanced over at his two subordinates standing nearby.


    Edrik, seemingly reading Atlas''s thoughts, bowed slightly. "My Lord, are those seeds meant for the island?"


    "Yes."


    "That''s surprisingly just what we need. I''d be happy to assist in planting them. I have a bit of experience in gardening."


    Atlas smirked. "You seem to be good at everything, huh?"


    "I''m good at doing whatever it takes for my leader."


    "Take it." Atlas handed him the wooden box. Edrik accepted it, bowing slightly before turning away.


    Karian turned to face Atlas. "My Lord, is there anything I can do? Or should I help Edrik with the gardening?"


    "No, wait here. I might need your help with something else soon."


    "Understood, My Lord."


    Atlas quickly moved on to open the next ticket. The purple-colored ticket spun in the air, glowing green before gently dropping to the floor. As it hit the ground, a magical circle appeared, glowing with energy. Slowly, a figure began to take shape from the green aura. Sear?h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He squinted, trying to make out the details¡ªwas that a woman?


    The figure fully materialized, revealing a young woman seated in a ''w'' position on the floor. The first thing that caught Atlas''s attention was a pair of white rabbit ears standing tall atop her head. Her short, snowy-white hair complemented her ears.


    Her outfit was simple yet functional¡ªshorts, sturdy gardening shoes, and a practical top, all covered in traces of dirt and soil, as if she had just come from tending to plants. She blinked a few times before her gaze landed on Atlas.


    [You have received Rank-A Character: Mira Springfoot - Blossom Reaper]


    The girl continued to stare at Atlas, tilting her head in confusion, her wide blue eyes sparkling with curiosity.


    "Hi," Atlas greeted.


    "Hi¡­" the girl replied, flashing a wide grin. "Oh¡­ I got summoned," she said, giggling.


    Her giggles grew louder as she looked down, her shoulders shaking with amusement. "Oh my, oh my! I almost thought my life was over, but nope¡ªI got summoned!"


    She stood up, having to lift her head slightly due to her shorter height compared to Atlas.


    "So, you''re the one who summoned me? Hi, nice to meet you! I''m Mira, the genius gardener," she said, giggling again.


    "Hi, Mira. Nice to meet you too. A gardener, huh?"


    "Yes!" Mira nodded rapidly. "I work with a hoe and fight using nature. I''m great at taking care of plants, and I also love carrots¡ªuh, you know, rabbits love them, ehe."


    Atlas nodded slowly, a bit taken aback by her energy.


    Right after I got the seed package, I summoned a gardener. Perfect timing.


    But surely she wasn''t just a gardener, right? This girl must have some combat abilities, especially if she had once been a fallen lord in her own world.


    Curious, Atlas quickly checked Mira''s status.


    [Name: Mira Springfoot]


    [Level: 35]


    [Strength: 123 | Agility: 67 | Intelligence: 87 | Constitution: 45 | Stamina: 98]


    [Job: Farmer & Rancher]


    [Garden''s Blessing (S) - Green Thumb (A) - Too Cute to Resist (A) - Charming Negotiator (B) - Perfect Carrot Finder (B) - Hoe Dance (B)]


    [Garden''s Blessing: Mira gains increased stamina and agility whenever she fights near plants or greenery. Her connection with nature enhances her combat prowess in garden environments.]


    [Green Thumb: Ability to make plants grow faster and healthier just by tending to them. Crops of these plants mature twice as fast and yield more produce.]


    Atlas nodded, satisfied. Garden''s Blessing and Green Thumb were exactly the kinds of talents he expected for a gardener like Mira. She''d be invaluable in managing the crops and ensuring the island''s garden flourished. But it was clear she wasn''t just about plants¡ªher combat abilities were enhanced when surrounded by greenery, making her a capable fighter in the right environment.


    [Too Cute to Resist: Sometimes, her cuteness overwhelms opponents, causing them to hesitate for a moment. Unfortunately, this has no consistent effect and is more distracting than useful.]


    Atlas raised an eyebrow. Too Cute to Resist? He frowned slightly. "Not bad, I guess?" It could work as a kind of defense mechanism, catching enemies off guard¡ªthough it didn''t seem reliable. Still, her ability to make opponents hesitate could give her a small edge in tight situations.


    [Charming Negotiator: Mira has a natural charm and can easily win over others in conversation, making negotiations and social interactions flow smoothly.]


    Charming Negotiator, on the other hand, was a pleasant surprise. This meant Mira wasn''t just good with plants¡ªshe had a talent for dealing with people as well. This might come in handy when managing the dynamic between his subordinates.


    Hopefully Morganna doesn''t feel too intimidated by this overly cheerful girl joining the crew.


    [Perfect Carrot Finder: Mira has an uncanny ability to find the perfect carrots wherever she goes, though this talent serves no practical combat advantage.]


    Perfect Carrot Finder? Well, I guess that''s useful... in very specific situations.


    [Hoe Dance: Mira''s skill with her hoe allows her to perform a series of quick strikes in rapid succession, focusing on weak points. This talent enhances her speed and precision during attacks.]


    But Hoe Dance? That was something else entirely.


    "So, she fights with a hoe?"


    Atlas nodded after taking it all in. "Okay, Mira, welcome to the party. This is the early phase of my Floating Island, and I''ll need your help a lot. We''ve got a desert landscape outside, but with the seeds we have, I''m sure you''ll manage."


    "Whoa¡­ hahaha¡­ alright!" Mira responded enthusiastically. "Early phase is fun! We can do a lot of exciting things before the battles start," she giggled.


    Her lighthearted attitude toward the whole "Lords'' battle" intrigued Atlas. He couldn''t help but wonder¡ªwhat rank had she fallen from in her own world?


    Soon after, Karian accompanied Mira outside the Fortress, the bunny girl bouncing along happily beside him.


    "Hey, you''re so huge! Do you like carrots?" she asked, tilting her head up to look at him.


    "No, I prefer meat. But I don''t eat rabbits."


    "Whoa¡­ huh, huh, huh," Mira laughed, pretending to be startled. "Good to know, Mr. Dragon Warrior. My body''s mostly human anyway, so don''t get any ideas, okay?"


    "I said, I don''t like rabbits."


    "Stop it, Mr. Dragon Warrior, you''re making it sound weird!" she laughed again, her voice filled with joy as they walked further away, their banter fading as they exited the Fortress.


    Atlas took a deep breath as he prepared to open the next Rank-A ticket.


    What will it be this time? Another weapon, a character, or perhaps another unique item?


    ***


    (Author''s Note:)


    Don''t be fooled by Mira''s bunny ears¡ªshe''s got some serious skills.


    A "Hoe Dance" for combat? Yes, please! ???????? Plus, those Everbloom seeds and her Green Thumb are exactly what this island needs to flourish.


    She''s more than just cute, though¡­ I mean, Too Cute to Resist as a combat skill? That could catch someone off guard, right? ????


    What do you think: Is Mira going to be an MVP on this team, or is she just here to plant carrots? Comment your thoughts below.


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 Chapter 14 - Aetheric Throne of Dominion

    The next ticket burned away, and suddenly, an object appeared, filling the entire room. What is this? Atlas instinctively stepped back, giving the mysterious item enough space to fit. It was... a floating¡­ chunk of land?[You have received Rank-A Item: Aetheric Throne of Dominion]


    [A majestic throne that sits on a floating chunk of land, summoned at will. It hovers a few meters above the ground and moves as the user directs it. The throne provides a protective barrier and boosts both defense and mana regeneration.]


    Ah... a floating throne!


    Without hesitation, Atlas stored the item in his Inventory and stepped outside. Once outside, he summoned the throne again, and this time he could see it clearly¡ªa small, floating piece of land with a grand seat resting on top.


    He grabbed onto the edge of the floating platform and jumped on top, settling himself into the throne. The seat was incredibly comfortable, with soft cushioning that made him smile as he sat back for a moment, enjoying the feeling.


    This is amazing, he thought. Now, how do I control it?


    Using his mind, he willed the throne to move, and to his surprise, the land lifted smoothly, floating higher until he was above the Fortress. From his elevated position, he could see Mira, Edrik, and Karian gathered by the small pond. Off to the side, Morganna was still sitting near the tent, casually snacking and drinking, seemingly uninterested in the commotion.


    Mira was the first to notice him, her face lighting up with excitement as she began jumping and waving her arms.


    "My Lord! What''s that? That''s so cool! Can I try it?" she shouted from below, catching the attention of Edrik and Karian, who also looked up at him with curiosity.


    Morganna? No, she didn''t even glance his way¡ªstill not interested, it seemed.


    Atlas grinned as he directed the floating land toward them. The movement was smooth, and the descent effortless. He could feel how flexible and responsive the throne was.


    Imagine sitting on this throne while everyone battles below, commanding my forces from here. How cool would that be?


    But then, another thought crossed his mind: Should I fight too? S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He remembered that he had awakened with what felt like a stupid talent back then. But now, he was a Lord.


    Maybe it''s time to improve my combat potential as well.


    "My Lord, that''s amazing! How did you get it?" Mira asked excitedly.


    Edrik gave a respectful bow toward Atlas.


    "Come, Mira, want to try it?" Atlas asked as he stood up from the throne.


    "May I?" she asked, almost bouncing with enthusiasm.


    "Yes."


    With a gleeful laugh, Mira easily leapt from the ground to the platform. "Woah¡­ hahaha," she giggled.


    The platform was spacious enough for others to stand on as well. Curious, he wondered just how many people it could support.


    He sat back on the throne, testing an idea. "Edrik, Karian¡ªcome up here. I want to see how much weight this thing can handle."


    Edrik and Karian nodded and effortlessly jumped onto the platform as well. The floating land didn''t so much as wobble or sink under their added weight. It was incredibly sturdy, holding them all with ease.


    Satisfied, Atlas guided the floating land around the island, smoothly gliding above the terrain. However, he made sure not to venture beyond the island''s edge, unsure of what might happen if the throne left the safe area. The description had mentioned it could float only a few meters above the ground, and he didn''t want to risk plummeting into the abyss below.


    After a few rounds of floating around the island, Atlas''s stomach rumbled. Am I hungry again? He thought, slightly amused. It seemed like he was starting to settle into this new reality, especially since his magical fridge provided food on demand.


    He unsummoned the throne, and Mira immediately returned to the small pond, already busy with her hoe.


    Wait, does she already have a weapon? Or is that just a regular hoe? Atlas wondered as he watched Edrik and Karian help her in the garden.


    Atlas headed toward the tent, noticing how Morganna deliberately turned her face away as he approached. Ignoring the cold shoulder, he entered the tent, grabbing some snacks and drinks. He sat down in a camping chair nearby, not far from Morganna, who still refused to look his way.


    "Hi."


    "Don''t talk to me."


    Still not friendly, huh? Atlas sighed internally as he popped some dried fruit into his mouth and drank some water.


    His attention drifted toward Mira, Edrik, and Karian, whose conversation carried clearly across the area.


    "Edrik... hey, you''re doing it wrong. Don''t dig there! It''s not neat," Mira complained.


    "Oh, but this spot has a great view from the Fortress."


    "No¡­ hahaha, you clearly have no idea about gardening, do you? Hahaha."


    Meanwhile, Karian was using his greatsword to dig, which caught Mira''s attention.


    "Hey, Mr. Dragon Warrior! Are you sure using your weapon to dig is a good idea? Hahaha! Use your hands¡ªthat''s a dragon hand, isn''t it? Strong enough, right?"


    Atlas couldn''t help but smile as he watched them. They were blending together with ease.


    Alright, with 10 standard tickets used and still 190 left, Atlas was ready to continue summoning.


    Let''s finish this! Who knows what interesting things I''ll get next? He thought with anticipation, taking out another 10 standard tickets and tossing them into the air.


    The tickets floated up and spun slowly, revealing their colors as they descended¡ªbrown, brown, brown. Come on, give me something good, he thought to himself. The next ticket shimmered¡ªbrown again. Then another, and another. Please, S-rank, please. Finally, one flickered purple before the rest returned to brown.


    The results? Nine Rank-B and one Rank-A.


    Looks like I can''t always count on hitting the jackpot, he mused, but shrugged it off.


    Without much delay, he started opening the Rank-B tickets, ready to see what they would yield.


    [You have received 20 Units of Mana Crystals]


    [You have received 50 Units of Iron]


    [You have received 5 Elite XP Orbs]


    [You have received 100 Units of Stone]


    [You have received 100 Units of Wood]


    [You have received 50 Units of Iron]


    [You have received 20 Units of Mana Crystals]


    [You have received 100 Units of Wood]


    [You have received 1 Rare Magic Missile Scroll.]


    Atlas glanced at the newly acquired skill scroll¡ªMagic Missile.


    [Mage - Magic Missile]


    [Fires a homing magical projectile at a single target. The missile automatically tracks its target, dealing moderate arcane damage upon impact.]


    It was the second one he''d pulled, with the first being Fireball. But there was one issue... Why are all these skills for Mages? he wondered, glancing at his team. None of them were mages, and he hadn''t summoned anyone with magic capabilities yet.


    Still, he shrugged it off and stored the scroll in his inventory. Better to be prepared in case I summon a mage later on.


    Now, with a bit more anticipation, he moved on to the Rank-A ticket.


    Let''s see what I get this time, he thought.

 Chapter 15 - Flame Beacon

    [You have received Rank-A Blueprint: Flame Beacon]A scroll materialized in front of Atlas, and he quickly skimmed the description of the item.


    [A powerful defensive structure that emits waves of fire to repel attackers. The beacon can target both ground and aerial threats.]


    Ah, Flame Beacon! Just from the brief description, it was clear this was an incredible asset. Not a finished item, but a Structure Blueprint. It could serve as a key defensive tower on the island, significantly boosting their defenses against enemy assaults.


    Intrigued, Atlas read the blueprint''s details more closely.


    [Effects:]


    [Flame Burst:


    Releases waves of fire in a 30-meter radius, dealing fire damage to all enemies within range. The flames last for 5 seconds, burning enemies and reducing their movement speed by 20%.]


    [Aerial Defense:


    Targets flying enemies within a 50-meter range, sending fiery projectiles to knock them out of the sky.]


    Ah, so the tower can target both land and aerial enemies. This would be incredibly useful for keeping the island safe from all kinds of threats.


    [Requirements: Fortress Stage 1]


    [Materials:]


    [150 Stone]


    [100 Fire Crystals]


    [30 Iron Ingots]


    [10 Lava Shards]


    [5 Magma Core Fragments]


    Atlas nodded slowly as he scanned the list of materials, noting a few unfamiliar items. Iron Ingots were just the refined version of iron, something they could produce once they had a proper blacksmith. So, that problem could be handled easily enough.


    But Fire Crystals? Lava Shards? Magma Core Fragments?


    He sighed, realizing there was no clear information on where to obtain those rare materials. Items like these were typically harvested from certain islands or dropped by monsters. Still, it would require more intel to pinpoint exactly where to find them.


    Of course, there was always the faster route¡ªsearching the marketplace. Many Lords sold rare items they had hunted but didn''t need, and this was where the gold he had might come into play. If he could find the right deals, he could acquire the materials from other players.


    "500 Gold?" Atlas thought, wondering if that would be enough to secure the items before the looming attack. Time was running short, and now it was a race against the clock to gather the needed materials. S~ea??h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Atlas stood from his chair, which creaked under him as he did so. Morganna gave him a quick glance before turning her head away again.


    At least the Vampire Queen wasn''t as aggressive as she had been yesterday when she''d suddenly attacked. That was a good sign, especially now that Mira was around¡ªeasily the most fragile-looking among them. And, well... she kind of looked like food.


    I mean, she is a rabbit, right?


    This was the first time Atlas had met Beastkin like Mira in person, and he still wasn''t used to it. The most obvious difference was her ears, which sat atop her head rather than on the sides like a regular human''s.


    "My Lord¡­" Mira called out, waving her hand enthusiastically as she jogged over to him.


    "I''ve planted a bunch of seeds¡ªflowers, fruits, and trees. The seed box you gave me was amazing! There are so many types there. I''m sure in no time, this place will be green and beautiful, full of flowers and trees," she said, her face radiating joy.


    Her over-the-top cheerfulness made Atlas feel just how stiff his own face had become.


    "I suppose that''s good¡­" he replied, trying to match her enthusiasm.


    "Yes, My Lord! Once the trees grow, we can harvest them, and the fruits will give us a steady supply of food. Oh, and I planted carrots too, because they''re really good for our health! So make sure to eat your carrots, okay?" she added, her smile impossibly bright.


    "Ah... yes..." Atlas responded with an awkward grin.


    Mira tilted her head and flashed an even wider smile.


    Too cute!


    Cough!


    Atlas snapped out of his thoughts as Edrik cleared his throat.


    "My Lord¡­" Edrik said, bringing Atlas back to reality.


    Atlas looked at Edrik, then back at Mira, who¡ªwithout him realizing¡ªwas holding a hoe.


    Wait? Was she planning to stab him with that? No way... Was this how her Too Cute to Resist ability worked? She''d charm her target, make them let their guard down, and then... kill them with a hoe?


    Suddenly, Mira''s sweet smile seemed a little more suspicious. His imagination ran wild for a moment.


    Noticing Atlas''s confused expression, Mira tilted her head, mirroring his confusion. "My Lord... what''s wrong? Are you tired? Do you need something to drink? Or maybe some food?"


    "No, it''s fine."


    "Are you sure My Lord? I''m good at massaging. Would you like to try?"


    "No, I just needed to discuss something with all of you, that''s why I came over."


    "Yes!" Mira chirped, flashing another one of her dazzling smiles, her eyes practically sparkling with innocence.


    Damn it! Too cute!


    Atlas snapped back to reality, his gaze still fixed on the hoe in Mira''s hands.


    "Hehe, My Lord, why do you keep staring here?" Mira giggled, glancing toward her chest.


    Oh hell no!


    Atlas quickly corrected himself, shaking his head. "No, I mean... the hoe. I was just worried you might stab me with that thing while I''m distracted by your cute charm."


    "Oh, so you think I''m cute, My Lord?" she teased, giggling even more.


    Enough!


    Mira!


    Too cute!


    Cough!


    Atlas snapped back to focus, shaking off the distraction and revealing the materials he needed to build the Flame Beacon.


    Edrik nodded thoughtfully. "My Lord, firstly, this is great news. A defensive structure like this is rare to obtain so early on. But secondly, about the materials¡ªit''s not impossible to find, but we''ll need to locate where they are."


    He continued, "We can harvest fire crystals from volcanic areas or magma fields. Defeating magma monsters will give us lava shards, and if we defeat the stronger versions of those monsters, we can collect core fragments."


    "So, you''re saying we need to find an island with that kind of environment?"


    "Yes, My Lord. Either a volcanic island or, potentially, another Lord''s island with similar terrain. But it would be ideal if we could build this tower before the first attack wave hits," Edrik explained.


    Atlas nodded, already considering their next move.


    "My Lord," Karian chimed in. "I think we just need to wait for the Teleportation Pad to finish building. After that, we can explore nearby islands and start hunting for resources."


    Edrik nodded with Karian''s suggestion.


    Mira? Still smiling with her half-closed eyes, she nodded repeatedly, almost too enthusiastically.


    Focus, focus!


    "Alright, we''ve got plenty of time for that," Atlas said, still looking at Edrik and Karian. "And don''t forget to eat while we still have food stocked in the refrigerator."


    "Thanks, My Lord!" Mira chirped in response, but Atlas resisted the urge to turn toward her this time.


    He then made his way back toward the tent where Morganna was lounging. Slowly, he was getting used to her presence¡ªor rather, her lack of interest. She barely spoke to him, and honestly, it was easier to pretend she wasn''t even there.


    Now, another 10 standard tickets... He thought, mentally preparing himself as he tossed them into the air.


    Rank-S please¡­.


    [You have obtained 8 Rank-B items and 2 Rank-A items!]


    ***


    Author''s Note: Seriously though, who else thinks Mira is secretly way more dangerous than she looks? ????

 Chapter 16 - Community Bell

    [You have received 1 Rare Smoke Bomb Skill Scroll][You have received 20 Units of Iron Ingots]


    [You have received 50 Units of Iron]


    [You have received 20 Units of Mana Crystals]


    [You have received 1 Elite Battle Cry Skill Scroll]


    [You have received 5 Units of Water Stone]


    [You have received 20 Units of Lumber]


    [You have received 100 Units of Stone]


    Atlas quickly opened the 8 Rank-B tickets at once. As usual, most of the results were materials, but this time, something new caught his eye¡ªLumber and Water Stone.


    Ah, that''s good, he thought. These materials would be incredibly useful when it was time to build more advanced structures. Every resource counted.


    But what really grabbed his attention were the next two items¡ªtwo Skill Scrolls.


    [Assassin - Smoke Bomb]


    [Throws a bomb that creates a cloud of smoke.


    Effect: Grants temporary invisibility.]


    [Warrior - Battle Cry]


    [Releases a powerful shout that empowers nearby allies.


    Effect: Increases attack power and defense for a short time.]


    The first skill was Smoke Bomb¡ªperfect for the Assassin class. Atlas glanced at Edrik, evaluating his weapon and combat style.


    Yeah, he''s definitely an Assassin subclass.


    Giving this skill to Edrik made perfect sense. He already had excellent escape techniques, and Smoke Bomb would only sharpen his ability to evade and reposition during battle.


    The next skill was Battle Cry, a buff that increased the strength of nearby allies. It was clearly designed for warriors.


    Atlas himself technically fit the Warrior subclass, so he could use it, but it felt like a much better fit for Karian. He was already a powerhouse on the frontlines, and this would make him even more formidable.


    Alright then, he decided. Two skills¡ªone for Edrik and one for Karian. These scrolls were about to give his team a serious boost.


    "Alright, the next Rank-A item!"


    [You have received 1 Rank-A Item: Endless Fishing Rod]


    A fishing rod materialized in front of him, floating.


    "Why a fishing rod?" he sighed.


    One moment he was getting incredible characters like Karian, and the next, he was stuck with a fishing tool, even though it came from the same high-grade ticket.


    [A fishing rod that attracts fish to it when submerged. It provides a steady supply of fresh fish for food without the need for extensive fishing efforts, helping to maintain a food supply.]


    "Do I really need this?" he thought.


    Well, actually... Yes, he might. Who knows? Maybe he''d come across a fishing spot while hunting monsters, and this could help stock up on some food supplies.


    "This item is perfect for Edrik," he mused. After all, Edrik seemed ready to handle just about anything, as long as Atlas asked him to do it.


    Now for the final ticket¡ªthe Rank-A ticket. Please, he hoped for another character, whether support or combat, mage or ranger, just to round out his team for future monster hunts.


    [You have received 1 Rank-A Item: Rejuvenation Blanket]


    He let out a sigh. "A blanket? Seriously?"


    [A blanket infused with magic that accelerates rest and recovery. Anyone who sleeps under it will feel well-rested after just a few hours, reducing the need for long rest periods.]


    "Huh, actually... this might be a pretty great item," he thought. With this blanket, he could meet his sleep needs faster, allowing him to rest less and spend more time training or developing his island.


    "Okay, this is a good item after all!" he realized. If it gave him even two extra hours of productivity each day, it would definitely be useful in the long run.


    He grabbed the blanket, a soft, gray-colored fabric. Just holding it made him want to curl up and sleep. He grinned.


    "Not bad," Atlas muttered, satisfied.


    At that moment, he noticed Morganna staring at him. Sear?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Hi," he said, confused by her sudden attention.


    "Is that a good blanket?" she asked in a flat tone.


    Was she interested in the blanket?


    "Yes, it can speed up recovery and improve rest efficiency. Do you want to use it?" he offered.


    But suddenly, Morganna stiffened, her eyes widening at him. Without another word, she stood up and walked away.


    "I should''ve killed him. I''ll find a way," she muttered, her words just loud enough for Atlas to hear.


    Atlas blinked, unsure of what had just happened.


    How many standard tickets had he opened by now? Thirty tickets, and still no Rank-S item. Normally, he was guaranteed a Rank-S item every 80 pulls. So, fifty more tickets to go. But that was only if his luck didn''t change. He really hoped to snag that red ticket sooner than later.


    "Alright, next ten tickets. Please, Rank-S!"


    He threw the ten tickets into the air. The first one turned purple. He smiled. Then... brown, brown, brown, brown. Still brown.


    "Come on, at least give me two purples," he muttered.


    The last ticket hesitated, its color shifting more slowly. Then¡ªred!


    "Yes! Rank-S!" He couldn''t believe it, a Rank-S pull on the 40th ticket! That had to be a good omen.


    [You have obtained 8 Rank-B items, 1 Rank-A item1, and 1 Rank-S item!]


    Atlas smiled and quickly opened all eight Rank-B tickets at once.


    [You have received 1 Elite Flurry of Spears Skill Scroll]


    [You have received 5 Units of Fire Stone]


    [You have received Hawk''s Eye Skill Scroll]


    [You have received 5 Elite XP Orbs]


    [You have received 100 Units of Wood]


    [You have received 5 Elite XP Orbs]


    [You have received 5 Rare XP Orbs]


    [You have received 20 Units of Iron Ingots]


    "Ah, two skill scrolls! And another twenty iron ingots. That should be enough to build the Flame Beacon," he thought, satisfied with the haul.


    [Warrior - Flurry of Spears]


    [The wielder delivers a rapid series of spear strikes at a single enemy.


    Effect: Deals 140% damage over 3 hits. Each hit increases the critical hit chance by 5%.]


    [Ranger - Hawk''s Eye]


    [Increases vision range and accuracy.


    Effect: Improves critical hit chance for a short time.]


    The first skill, Flurry of Spears, was perfect for Atlas, given his weapon of choice¡ªa spear. He''d definitely take that one for himself. As for the next skill, Hawk''s Eye, it was ideal for a Ranger. Maybe one of his team members could make good use of it later.


    He moved on to the next Rank-A item. The ticket burned, and a large, cylindrical object appeared in front of him. Wait, not a cylinder¡ªwas that a bell? A massive bell, yellowish-brown in color.


    [You have received Rank-A Item: Community Bell]


    [A magical bell that, when rung, boosts the morale of everyone within earshot. It can be used to unite the community or raise spirits during hard times.]


    He stood up and held the heavy bell, carefully lowering it to the ground.


    "This could be perfect for the watchtower," he thought. Someone could ring it if war broke out.


    The bell would boost morale and raise everyone''s spirits. It was definitely going to be useful in battle. After all, war was always the hardest part¡ªfor anyone. People could lose their lives. Death was real in this world, not like in a game where fallen comrades could just be revived. Here, death meant death.


    That''s why recruiting mercenaries or awakeners to work for a lord wasn''t easy. Summoning subordinates, like he had been able to do, was incredibly special. Those he summoned had no choice but to answer his call, bound by the magic of the system, forced to serve him.


    Everyone under the leadership of each lord had their own lives, their own families to protect. These islands weren''t just simple territories¡ªthey were thriving communities. Some had grown so large that they housed millions of people, all living under the rule of the lord who controlled the floating island.


    Alright, time for the Rank-S ticket. His excitement grew as he prepared to open it. Would it be an item? A weapon? Or maybe... a new character?

 Chapter 17 - The Floral Healer

    Atlas stood up from his camp chair, eager to open the Rank-S ticket. His excitement was so intense that his hands trembled slightly in anticipation of what he might receive.Without realizing it, Edrik, Karian, and Mira had come closer. Mira was the nearest, trotting toward him with a bright, joyful smile.


    Too cute!


    Atlas refocused on the glowing red ticket float in front of him.


    "My Lord, I always get excited when I see a red ticket," Edrik said. "I know it means you''re about to receive an incredible boost to your strength."


    "My Lord, please give me a new friend... something cute I can play with!" Mira giggled.


    Stop talking, Mira!


    With a quick tap, Atlas activated the ticket. It spun rapidly in the air before slowly descending to the ground. As it landed, a green aura shimmered around it. A complex magic circle, glowing the same shade of green, formed beneath it, swallowing the ticket into the earth.


    It has to be a character, right?


    Suddenly, vines and bark began to sprout from the ground, curling upward with a vibrant green energy. Slowly, a figure took shape. Yes, it was definitely a new character!


    As the form became clearer, he saw it was a woman. Vines and flowers grew from her body, and her brown hair was adorned with small blooms. Her skin had the texture of bark, blending nature and magic in perfect harmony.


    Atlas grinned, pleased with his new summon.


    [You have received Rank-S Character: Lyrassa - The Floral Healer]


    The first sensation that hit Atlas was... what is this? Even Mira seemed to notice, sniffing the air with her nose twitching.


    Yes, the scent was unmistakable¡ªso fragrant, so soothing. It felt like they were standing in the middle of a vast flower garden, and it was coming from the girl.


    Atlas glanced at her, and she met his gaze calmly, tilting her head slightly before her lips curled into a slow, deliberate smile. Was she always this slow? He couldn''t help but wonder. She then looked down at her feet for a moment. No, her feet weren''t rooted to the ground like he half expected.


    "Hi, welcome," Atlas said, breaking the silence.


    The girl bowed, her movements unhurried, and then raised her head again.


    "Thank you for your kindness in summoning me here, My Lord," she spoke with a voice as peaceful and gentle as a breeze, her tone soft and serene. "I hope I can aid you in victory. I am a healer. My name is Lyrassa"


    Atlas felt a headache coming on, as if he were watching a video in slow motion.


    Can she speed up a little? He sighed inwardly


    This girl must be some kind of Nature Spirit.


    "Nice to meet you, Lyrassa. I hope we can work well together from now on," he said politely.


    "Woah¡­ Hahaha!" Mira exclaimed, clearly thrilled.


    She rushed toward Lyrassa, her eyes wide with curiosity, inspecting Lyrassa''s body¡ªeven glancing at her chest.


    "Hi, my name''s Mira, and I love carrots," she introduced herself cheerfully.


    "Hi... Mira..." Lyrassa replied slowly.


    Mira grabbed Lyrassa''s arm, her fingers brushing over the bark-like texture of her skin. "Woah... your skin is so smooth! I love touching it."


    Then, with a mischievous grin, Mira leaned closer to Lyrassa''s chest. "Can I see what''s in there? Is your chest as soft as it looks?"


    "Mira?!" Atlas called out instinctively.


    "My Lord?" Mira turned to him, eyes full of innocent curiosity. "Do you want to see Lyrassa''s chest too? Are you curious like me, My Lord?"


    "No, I mean¡ª" Atlas stammered, completely thrown off.


    Meanwhile, Edrik massaged his temples and sighed, while Karian looked away, pretending not to hear the conversation.


    "Give Lyrassa some space, Mira," Atlas finally managed.


    Mira giggled. "Thank you, My Lord, for bringing a new friend! Please bring more female friends¡­ or, well, male friends are fine too! Someone as cute as Mr. Dragon Warrior, or as cool as Mr. Stiff Face."


    "Stiff face?" Edrik muttered.


    "Dragon Warrior sounds fine," Karian chimed in casually.


    Mira shifted her attention back to Lyrassa, sniffing the air around the girl. "Woah¡­ it''s so sweet¡­ I love your scent," she said, turning once again to Atlas with an excited smile. "My Lord, Lyrassa smells like flowers! Come, you should try it!"


    Lyrassa giggled softly, her laugh slow and gentle. "Sorry, my body¡­ tends to release floral scents. I hope you don''t mind."


    "No, it''s amazing! So sweet," Mira replied, giggling along.


    Atlas sighed, watching the two of them with amusement.


    He needed to know what Lyrassa was capable of.


    "Let me check your status, okay?" Atlas asked.


    "Yes, My Lord," Lyrassa responded with a serene nod.


    [Name: Lyrassa]


    [Level: 61]


    [Strength: 64 | Agility: 48 | Intelligence: 432 | Constitution: 123 | Stamina: 154]


    [Job: Healer]


    [Verdant Aura (S) - Nature''s Resilience (A) - Nature''s Staff (A) - Forest Heartbeat (B) - Nature''s Perfume (B) - Flower Song (B)]


    Wow, these stats are incredible, Atlas thought as he looked over Lyrassa''s profile. Her Intelligence stat was off the charts¡ªperfect for her role as a healer. Not only that, she had an S-rated talent.


    [Verdant Aura: Lyrasa passively emits a calming, healing aura that restores minor health to nearby allies over time. The aura represents the life-giving energy of nature and works continuously, even during battle.]


    [Nature''s Resilience: Harnesses the power of nature to bolster the endurance and defenses of herself and allies. This allows Lyrasa to act as a stabilizing force, providing protective buffs.]


    Verdant Aura and Nature''s Resilience were both amazing talents. She could passively emit a healing aura to everyone around her? Damn! Isn''t that insanely powerful? And the best part¡ªit was passive!


    The second talent boosted her and nearby allies endurance and defense, making her an even more valuable asset to the team.


    [Nature''s Staff: Allowing Lyrasa to enhance healing spells and generate a protective aura when wielded Magic Staff.]


    She used a staff, which meant Atlas might need to do some more pulls to unlock better equipment and fully tap into her potential as a healer.


    [Forest Heartbeat: Lyrasa can sense the heartbeat of the forest itself, feeling changes in the natural world that signal danger or shifts in the environment.]


    Forest Heartbeat definitely seemed like a highly useful talent, especially for giving early warnings during monster hunts. Sear?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [Nature''s Perfume: The flowers on Lyrasa''s body release a sweet fragrance, which calms those around her.]


    [Flower Song: Lyrasa''s flowers hum faint melodies when she is at peace. It is simply a soothing part of her connection to nature.]


    Nature''s Perfume? That must be the talent creating the sweet, floral scent around her, like standing in a garden. And Flower Song? So, the flowers on her body can actually hum? He found himself curious about what that sounded like.


    He couldn''t help but smile, impressed with his new team member and eager to see what else she could do.


    "Alright, everything looks good. Welcome to the team once again," Atlas said with a warm smile.


    "Thank you, My Lord¡­" Lyrassa replied softly.


    Mira grabbed Lyrassa''s hand excitedly. "Come on! Let''s go play in our garden!" she chirped.


    Lyrassa gave a slow bow before following Mira. However, Mira quickly noticed how slow Lyrassa''s pace was and giggled, adjusting her steps to match the healer''s leisurely walk.


    That''s seriously a huge boost for the team, Atlas thought, watching them go.


    His thoughts then shifted to the progress on the teleportation pad. He was eager to explore the nearby islands and begin hunting. With Lyrassa now on the team, he felt ready for this early phase of their adventures.

 Chapter 18 - Volcanic Island—Flare Peak

    Atlas had secured one Rank-S item from each exclusive banner, though he still hadn''t gotten exactly what he was after¡ªa spear that would be truly useful for him.Even so, he restrained himself from spending all his remaining tickets. He knew he needed to save resources and focus on preparing for the upcoming casual expedition, which would begin as soon as the teleportation pad was complete.


    Deciding to join the others, Atlas pitched in with the terrain work. He watched as Mira guided everyone, helping to water the land and plant seeds. Parts of the island were now covered with patches of grass and flowers, a noticeable improvement from the barren landscape it had been just the day before.


    He noticed that everyone was holding hoes and spades.


    Wait, where did those come from? he wondered.


    After checking, he realized Mira had pulled these tools from her inventory. It was amusing¡ªshe had been carrying gardening tools with her all this time.


    "Are you fighting with that hoe too, Mira?" he asked as he walked over to the bunny girl, who was cheerfully working the soil.


    "My Lord!" she responded instantly, flashing him her bright smile. "I have a lovely hoe that''s better suited for combat, but¡­ I can''t seem to find it in my inventory. Uhm¡­ hehe."


    "I''ll see if I can get it for you from my Gacha System. Just need a bit of luck with the pulls. I''ll let you know when it shows up."


    "Thanks, My Lord!"


    "Do you have any gardening tools for me? I want to join everyone and help with the land."


    Mira blinked and tapped her cheek, surprised. "Are you sure about that, My Lord?"


    "Yes, this is our island. We work on it together."


    Her grin widened, and she nodded enthusiastically. "Alright!"


    She summoned another spade, and Atlas took it, joining the others as they worked on shaping their island together.


    Time passed, and the teleportation pad was finally completed. Atlas approached the low, circular structure, its surface marked with glowing runes. Edrik and Karian followed closely behind as he inspected the pad.


    "Tell me, Jackpot, can I build two structures at the same time?"


    [Host, currently you can only build one structure at a time, but you can set a queue. Once one structure is finished, the next will automatically begin as long as the materials are sufficient.]


    "Good," Atlas nodded.


    He had already considered what they should build next¡ªBasic Hut Residential.


    With the island''s population growing, they desperately needed proper shelters. There was no way they could sleep outside any longer; it wouldn''t be good for their health or morale.


    Still, he felt the need to build at least three huts. While Edrik and Karian could easily share a space, he wasn''t so sure about putting all three women together. The thought of the Vampire Queen being unhappy about sharing her quarters with others lingered uneasily in his mind.


    "Alright, Jackpot, queue up three Basic Huts for me."


    [Understood, Host. Task initiated.]


    [You have spent 80 units of wood, 50 units of stone, 10 units of iron, and 5 units of mana crystals to build Basic Residential Huts.]


    After finishing the construction setting, he summoned the interface for the teleportation pad. To his surprise, the structure unlocked quite a useful feature. He could now see exactly where his floating island was located on the map of New Earth.


    His island, The Gacha Haven, was hovering above a vast desert region on the Saharasia Continent. This continent was mostly covered in deserts, with only a small portion being inhabited.


    Despite the barren landscape below, the floating island moved steadily across the sky. Interestingly, the island''s unique gravity made the movement almost unnoticeable to those on board. They felt only a strong breeze, but not the island''s actual movement. Likely because it wasn''t moving too quickly.


    "Tell me, Jackpot, can I control the movement of this island?"


    [Host, at your current stage, you are unable to control the island''s movement.]


    "Okay, fair enough."


    He then scanned the surrounding area, and several items appeared on his screen: unoccupied islands, and¡ªoh¡ªoccupied islands too. A few islands nearby were uninhabited, while others had varying development stages, ranging from rank 1 to rank 3.


    Islands of the same rank as his could easily become his rivals. Most were probably keeping a close watch on his island, waiting for the moment his protective barrier would fall¡ªlikely planning an attack as soon as they spotted an opening.


    I''ll have to be prepared when that time comes.


    Atlas checked out the nearby floating islands, noticing a variety of sizes¡ªsome small, others large enough to house an entire city, and a few even big enough to hold multiple cities. However, the interface didn''t provide any information about who might be inhabiting these islands; it only showed the terrain.


    There were islands covered in dense jungle, barren icy landscapes, and even volcanic mountain regions.


    That''s exactly what I need!


    It could offer valuable resources for the island upgrades and also potentially found the materials needed to build the Flame Beacon.


    He also considered the likelihood of encountering other floating island inhabitants who might be hunting in the same areas. It was only a matter of time before they crossed paths with potential rivals.


    Turning his attention to his team, he reviewed their readiness. Morganna had her signature weapon, and while she was his strongest subordinate at the moment, he wasn''t entirely sure if she was ready to cooperate.


    Karian had also secured his signature weapon, making him a solid fighter, and Lyrassa could provide excellent support with her healing abilities. Together, they gave the team a much better chance of surviving any dangerous encounters.


    Edrik, while more of an escape artist, was clever enough to keep himself alive in most situations.


    As for Mira... No, she''s better off staying on the island. Her level was still the lowest among them, and bringing her along on such a dangerous expedition would be too risky. It was best to let her continue working on the island while they prepared for the next phase.


    Atlas thought through his decision once more. In this early phase, he had no choice but to leave the island for exploration and resource gathering. Staying put wasn''t an option¡ªthere was nothing to harvest or collect on this island, and without expanding his reach, he couldn''t develop further.


    However, venturing outside also posed a real threat. The lords of other floating islands could easily attack him, which presented a significant danger.


    "Tell me, Jackpot, is there an easy way to return to the island, say, if we get ambushed during the expedition?"


    [Host, you will receive a token that can be used once to open a portal back to the island. Everyone in your party must stand on the circular portal to be transported back.]


    [The challenge is ensuring only your party members are on the portal, because if anyone else steps in, there''s a high chance they''ll be brought along as well.]


    That could be a problem.


    Atlas''s attention was suddenly pulled away by Morganna, who was walking toward him. She made her way to the teleportation pad, giving him a bored look as she stood there.


    "Activate this thing. I want to go out. Your stupid island is boring," she said in her usual flat tone.


    Atlas couldn''t help but smile. He glanced over at Edrik, Karian, and Lyrassa, who were already ready to go.


    Atlas summoned his floating throne, and instantly, a platform appeared beneath it, hovering in the air. He jumped onto the platform, quickly followed by Edrik and Karian.


    Lyrassa, to his surprise, floated effortlessly as well, settling onto the platform with her legs dangling over the edge.


    Atlas settled into the throne, and the Vampire Queen, Morganna, floated up as well, gracefully landing beside him. She sat casually on the armrest of the throne, leaning slightly against his shoulder.


    Mira, who had been watching, waved them off enthusiastically.


    "My Lord, everyone, safe travels! Take care and come back soon¡ªI''ll miss you all!" she said with her innocent, cheerful smile.


    "Bye, Mira. Take care of the island while we''re gone."


    He then activated the teleportation pad, selecting their destination island. A glowing magic circle formed beneath them.


    [Transporting you to the destination Floating Island¡ªFlare Peak.]


    A burst of light shot upward, engulfing them as their bodies were quickly pulled into the swirling energy. In an instant, they were on their way to the new island.


    Their vision cleared just as a loud crash echoed around them, followed by a deafening roar that seemed to pierce their ears. The intense heat hit them immediately, the air scorching their skin with a sudden, drastic rise in temperature.


    Atlas quickly registered his surroundings, scanning the environment to get a sense of where they had landed. The ground beneath them was cracked and scorched, with streams of molten lava snaking through jagged rocks. The sky above was filled with thick clouds, tinged with red from the volcanic glow below.


    They were on a hostile, volcanic island¡ªFlare Peak. And who knows what they might encounter there.


    ***


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    Dear readers!


    We''re still in the early phases, so I wanted to share a few thoughts with you.


    While you might have read stories with similar themes before, I''m excited to bring my own unique spin to it.


    You can look forward to a blend of slice-of-life moments, friendship, a bit of comedy, romance, action, and, naturally, some intense kingdom-building as the story progresses.


    Now, some of you might feel that the pacing is a bit slow¡ªbut trust me, this isn''t slow. Just don''t expect our main character to be commanding an army of 1,000 by Chapter 30. That''s not how this story rolls.


    One thing I want to highlight is that I''m crafting this story in my own style, where side characters aren''t just flat NPCs. They have depth, emotions, and meaningful interactions with the MC.


    On the technical side, I''m making every effort to stay consistent. I''ve got a detailed set of notes in my Google Sheets, so rest assured¡ªthere won''t be random plot holes or lazy world-building here.


    If there''s anything you''d like to ask or share, feel free to leave your thoughts in the comments! Your feedback means the world to me.

 Chapter 19 - Carved by Fire, Guarded by Stars

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    ***


    Atlas found himself on volcanic terrain, surrounded by charred trees and rivers of molten lava. The heat was intense¡ªnearly unbearable¡ªand for a moment, he half-worried his hair might actually catch fire.


    Was it a mistake to come here?


    Karian immediately drew his greatsword, readying himself for battle.


    The landscape around them resembled a scorched forest, with sparse, burned trees and active lava flows. It was definitely a hostile environment; Atlas couldn''t help but feel relieved that his own island wasn''t like this.


    A distant roar echoed through the air, and suddenly, creatures appeared from all directions¡ªa large pack of dog-like beasts with molten rock skin.


    [Lava Hound Lv. 56]


    [Lava Hound Lv. 61]


    [Lava Hound Lv. 48]


    Atlas swallowed hard. Aren''t these levels a bit too high? Among his team, only Morganna''s level came close to matching these monsters.


    He glanced over at Morganna. Surprisingly, she sat quietly beside him, resting against his shoulder with an unreadable expression.


    Wasn''t she avoiding him before? Now she''s leaning on him like this?


    The Lava Hounds snarled, their molten jaws dripping with heat. But before he could fully process their threat, a loud buzzing sound filled the air, growing closer by the second.


    From multiple directions, more creatures emerged¡ªa swarm of beetles, huge beetles! Their shells hardened into lava-like armor.


    [Lava Beetle Lv. 48]


    [Lava Beetle Lv. 53]


    [Lava Beetle Lv. 49]


    Despite the oppressive heat, Atlas felt a chill run through him. They were surrounded by hostile monsters, and the odds didn''t look good. This could turn dangerous fast.


    Karian moved toward the edge, readying himself to jump into the fray.


    "Karian, are you sure about this?"


    "My Lord, I can handle it," Karian replied confidently, then leaped down, immediately swarmed by the Lava Hounds from all directions.


    Before Atlas could react, Edrik jumped down as well. Wait, doesn''t he still lack a weapon?


    Meanwhile, Lyrassa lifted her hands, casting a skill that wrapped vines around their bodies, blooming with small flowers. S~ea??h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    So, this must be her healing aura, he thought, already feeling a slight recovery effect.


    Then, out of nowhere, Morganna leaped down, her scythe materializing in her hand. Atlas stared in shock as she didn''t strike at the monsters but instead kicked Karian, sending him sprawling forward.


    What the hell is she doing?!


    "Get out of my way, you idiots! You''re going to get yourselves killed!" Morganna exclaimed.


    ***


    Amidst the clouds, a floating carriage drifted¡ªa crystal carriage with intricate silver and gold engravings. Its transparent canopy and plush blue seats inside lent an air of both comfort and elegance.


    Inside sat two young women, no, but teen girls, each distinct in her own way¡ªone in blue, the other in red.


    Luna, dressed in a deep navy-blue gown, stood gracefully, her long silver hair cascading down her back and a crescent moon tattoo adorning her cheek.


    "Ember, are you sure about what you''re saying? A beastkin¡ªa bunny girl? Stranded on the worst possible land? That''s heartbreaking. We have to do something, Ember."


    Ember, clad in a red-and-black asymmetrical outfit with flame patterns, raised her crimson sniper rifle and peered into the distance.


    "See for yourself, Luna¡­" She adjusted her aim. "I can spot her from here¡ªyes, a poor bunny girl, all alone on a barren island. And I''m certain that floating island is no more than two days old."


    Luna, her expression growing more worried, nodded. "Let''s see what we find there, Ember. Because¡­ if what you''re saying is true, then we need to help her. This is far too cruel for a beastkin, as you described."


    "Yeah, Luna¡­ so far, we''ve saved ten young female Lords in similar situations. At least we''ve given them a fighting chance, and yes, all of them have survived so far. And as the leaders of this alliance, we know exactly what needs to be done."


    The carriage now hovered closer to the desolate floating island. There was a small fortress in the center of the island¡ªnot bad¡ªbut what was the girl doing out there? Gardening?


    Luna stood up, waving her hand toward the island, though she couldn''t get through the protective shield.


    "Hi¡­ there!" she called out, raising her voice.


    The bunny girl, busy tending to her garden, perked up at the sound, her rabbit ears twitching as she looked over at them.


    Ember suddenly gripped Luna''s arm tightly. "Luna¡­ that girl¡­"


    She''s too cute! they both whispered in awe.


    The bunny girl ran over with an excited expression, her eyes bright and innocent as she looked up at them. She waved enthusiastically. "Hi¡­ hello! My name is Mira¡­ hi!" she greeted, her smile pure and cheerful.


    Luna clutched Ember''s arm, barely able to contain herself. "Ember!"


    She''s too cute! they both whispered in awe.


    Luna cleared her throat. "Ehum! hi there," she replied. "My name is Luna. Are you¡­ The Lord?"


    Mira tilted her head, looking confused before answering cheerfully, "No, not anymore!"


    Luna and Ember exchanged shocked glances, then turned away to whisper to each other.


    "Ember, this poor girl¡­ she''s already given up, even before her first battle. She doesn''t even dare to admit she''s the Lord."


    "Yes, Luna, she''s in such a sad state. We have to lift her spirits!"


    "She''s all alone and completely unprepared," Luna murmured. "This world is so cruel for a sweet girl like her."


    "Yes, and she''s just¡­ gardening. How can we leave her to face this on her own?"


    They turned back to Mira.


    "Hey, would you like to be our friend?" Luna called out.


    "Friend?" Mira''s eyes widened, glowing with wonder, though she soon paused, looking hesitant and thoughtful.


    Ember leaned over and whispered, "Luna, I don''t think she trusts us yet."


    "It''s okay, let''s not put any pressure on her," Luna replied gently.


    She called out again, louder this time. "Hey, Mira! Don''t worry¡ªwe''ll protect your island. We''ll send materials so you can build it up, and we''ll make sure you get through the first attack safely."


    Mira''s brows knitted in confusion. "Ah, Luna¡­ no, I mean, this island is¡­"


    "Don''t worry about it," Luna assured her. "We''re Rank 2 Scouts. We''re strong, we have plenty of resources, and we don''t expect anything in return. Take care, Mira. We''ll be back soon!"


    Ember waved as well. "Take care, Mira! See you soon!"


    As the carriage began to drift away, Mira ran toward the edge, waving desperately.


    "Wait, wait! I mean¡­ my Lord is just out¡­!" But her words were lost as the carriage floated out of earshot.


    In the carriage, Luna and Ember both let out a sigh.


    "We''re an alliance of female Lords, Ember," Luna said. "We can''t just leave a cute girl like Mira to suffer."


    "Agreed, Luna. Luckily, we found her in time," Ember replied, nodding. "Now we can step in before anything bad happens."

 Chapter 20 - In the Heat of Battle, A Quiet Touch

    [Your Subordinate has killed Lava Hound Lv. 45][You received 181 Exp]


    [Exp: 2,505/9,003]


    [You have obtained Molten Fang Lv. 45]


    [A fang infused with lava energy, used as a crafting ingredient for fire-based weapons.]


    Edrik, Karian, and Morganna were locked in fierce combat, fending off lava-coated hounds and massive, fire-spewing beetles.


    The vines and flowers Lyrassa had cast around them created a protective layer, letting them move more comfortably across the harsh volcanic terrain, where even a single misstep could mean stepping into molten lava.


    And Atlas? He reclined on his floating throne, monitoring the notifications filling his vision. Each Level 45 monster defeated by his subordinates only awarded him 181 EXP¡ªsplit among the five of them since they were all in a party.


    At his current level of 35, going up against a magma-dripping hound of that caliber would be a nightmare¡ªhe''d be nothing but charred meat in seconds. But with his skilled subordinates taking care of the battle, he merely observed, watching the steady flow of EXP into his Inventory. Plus, a few unique items even dropped along the way.


    [You have obtained Lava Hound''s Claw Gauntlets Lv. 45]


    [A weapon with claws forged from the creature''s own, capable of delivering fiery slashes.]


    Gauntlets? Atlas glanced down at the battlefield and noticed Edrik still fighting bare-handed, relying on swift kicks and precise footwork to dodge around Karian and land finishing blows.


    "Edrik, can you wield gauntlets?" he called out.


    "My Lord, I''m best with daggers, but gauntlets will work just fine," Edrik replied, dodging another swipe from a Lava Hound.


    Atlas tossed the gauntlets, and Edrik caught them mid-air, sliding them onto his hands.


    Fire-based weapons probably aren''t ideal against flame-element monsters like these. But they''ll be better than letting his boots burn to ash.


    [You have obtained Flaming Collar (Neckpiece) Lv. 53]


    [A fiery collar that grants the wearer increased fire resistance and adds minor fire damage to melee attacks.]


    Atlas couldn''t help but smile as he inspected his latest find¡ªa perfect item for this fiery environment. His subordinates definitely needed this, he thought, glancing at the three of them locked in brutal combat below.


    Who needs this the most? he wondered, weighing his options.


    Then, with a shrug, he slipped the necklace over his own neck. Instantly, he felt a wave of relief as the scorching heat that had been searing his skin subsided dramatically.


    [You have obtained Molten Mandible Dagger Lv. 57]


    [A short dagger crafted from the Beetle''s mandibles, its edge burning with each slash.]


    And now, a dagger¡ªjust what Edrik needed. From his throne, Atlas struggled to get a clear view of the action below, so he stood up and moved over to join Lyrassa, who was sitting on the edge of the platform with her feet dangling.


    "My Lord¡­" Lyrassa murmured softly.


    "Turns out the view''s much clearer from here," he said with a smirk.


    Atlas called out, "Edrik!" and tossed the dagger his way.


    Edrik caught it with a nod, then sidestepped right as a Lava Hound lunged at him, smoothly positioning himself to strike back with his new weapon.


    [Your Subordinate has killed Lava Beetle Lv. 55]


    [You received 444 Exp]


    [You have level up]


    [Level 36]


    [Exp: 69/13,505]


    At last, he leveled up.


    It''s been ages since I last gained a level, he thought with satisfaction.


    Reaching level 35 had been nothing short of grueling for a so-called "trash" awakener, and this boost felt long overdue. He quickly opened his status screen to review his, admittedly unimpressive, status.


    [Name: Atlas Blackthorn]


    [Level: 36]


    [Strength: 150 | Agility: 54 | Intelligence: 39 | Constitution: 58 | Stamina: 65]


    [Available Stat Points: 10]


    [Job: The Lord]


    [Class: Warrior]


    [Iron Will (B) - Tactical Awareness (C) - Instinctual Command (C) - Measured Strikes (F) - Unbreakable Routine (S) - Reliable Aura (A)]


    [Iron Will: Possesses a tenacity that prevents him from easily succumbing to mental or emotional breakdowns. He is exceptionally difficult to deter once he sets his mind on a goal.]


    [Tactical Awareness: Gains an instinctual understanding of battlefield layouts, enemy positioning, and possible escape routes. This awareness helps him strategize quickly, though not in extensive detail.]


    [Instinctual Command: People naturally follow his directions in critical moments, even if he lacks any formal authority. This talent manifests during crisis situations where immediate action is required.]


    [Measured Strikes: Possesses a knack for timing and spacing with his spear. His strikes land with a steady rhythm, giving him the appearance of greater skill than he possesses.]


    [Unbreakable Routine: Sticks to routines and habits, sometimes to his detriment. This trait makes him predictable but also a bit stubborn when it comes to changing plans or perspectives.]


    [Reliable Aura: People feel that they can rely on him, often confiding in him or following his advice even if he lacks experience. This trust usually manifests in practical, straightforward situations.]


    Atlas couldn''t help but sigh every time he looked at his status.


    The only combat talent he had¡ªMeasured Strikes¡ªwas rated an abysmal F! It was practically useless, almost as if he didn''t have a spear talent at all.


    He''d already resolved to improve every aspect of himself: his talents, his skills, his weapon¡ªeverything.


    Though he was classified as a warrior, he reminded himself that this was only one of seven basic classes commonly available to most people.


    [Warrior: General melee combat.]


    [Archer: Ranged physical attacks.]


    [Mage: Basic spellcaster.]


    [Thief: Stealth and basic agility-based combat.]


    [Healer: Supportive class focused on recovery.] S~ea??h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [Knight: Defensive or tank variant of the Warrior.]


    [Fighter: Balanced melee with physical prowess, often without specialized armor or weapons.]


    But no need to worry¡ªonce he hit level 50, he''d unlock his first class advancement quest. He was determined to be fully prepared for it, ready to upgrade his class to something far superior. Especially now that he had access to so many resources, his plans felt entirely within reach.


    As he was lost in thought, he suddenly felt a soft touch on his left hand. The gentle contact startled him¡ªnot in a painful way, but with a strange, almost soothing warmth.


    He turned and saw Lyrassa gazing at him, her expression calm, serene¡ªeven enough to quiet the whirlwind of thoughts in his mind.


    "My Lord¡­" she murmured softly.


    "Yes¡­?" Atlas replied, surprised by the calmness in his own voice.


    "I sense unease and burdens within you," she said gently.


    Atlas paused, her words striking him deeply. "You¡­ feel that?"


    Lyrassa nodded softly, a gentle smile forming on her lips. "I can feel the weight of your thoughts¡­ the mind of someone who''s always looking ahead, considering everything that hasn''t even happened yet. You''re someone very responsible, My Lord," she said.


    "Is that really how I am?"


    Lyrassa raised her right hand slowly, reaching up to his face. Atlas tensed, surprised by the tenderness of her touch. But the moment her hand rested against his cheek, and her calm gaze met his, he felt an unexpected sense of release, as though burdens he hadn''t even known he carried were lifting away.


    "My Lord," she whispered, "you don''t have to bear it all alone. Share the weight with us¡­" Her hand brushed softly against his cheek, silencing his thoughts even further.


    Without Atlas realizing it, time seemed to pause around them. Lyrassa leaned in, her presence light, almost floating, and before he could fully register it, her lips brushed his right cheek in a gentle kiss.


    Lyrassa?


    ***


    (Author''s Note:)


    Atlas is out here leveling up, scoring epic loot, and getting a surprise kiss from the floral healer. Meanwhile, I''m behind the scenes grinding just as hard to make sure every talent, skills, equipment, items, gacha pulls, and EXP count makes sense! ????????


    Trust me, there are a lot of data sheets tracking everything in this book, so you can enjoy a story that feels consistent and real, without me tripping over my own world-building.

 Chapter 21 - Fang of Infernos

    Atlas sat in stunned silence, the warmth of Lyrassa''s soft kiss lingering on his cheek. It was soothing, comforting, as if his entire body felt lighter and the fog in his mind began to lift.He was truly speechless, caught off guard by her unexpected gesture, yet he also felt his body relaxing and his thoughts growing clearer and sharper, as if she''d breathed calm into him.


    After a few moments, Lyrassa slowly drew back, settling beside him with that same serene smile and calm gaze.


    "What¡­ was that?" he asked softly.


    Lyrassa giggled, covering her lips with her fingers before answering, "That was my blessing, My Lord."


    "Blessing?"


    "For us spirits, it means love¡­ and caring."


    "Love?" Atlas repeated, still processing the meaning of everything she had said.


    He was beginning to understand that every race¡ªand even every world¡ªhad its own unique perspectives and rules that he might not yet comprehend. It was a lesson he''d been absorbing ever since meeting his new subordinates.


    "Yes, My Lord¡­ it''s a sign of my love for you."


    Atlas paused, taking in her words. "Could you tell me more about what this means to you, Lyrassa?"


    Lyrassa nodded. "For us spirits, a bond formed with a human is sacred¡­ deep. It''s like a connection of soul and life itself. The kiss I gave you¡­ shows that¡­" She hesitated, meeting Atlas''s gaze fully.


    At that moment, Atlas felt a strong, direct connection in her eyes, as though they were locked into each other''s gaze.


    "For us spirits, My Lord¡­ this kind of bond means I have given you my soul, my life, my everything," she continued softly.


    "That''s¡­ a heavy reality," Atlas replied. "But isn''t it true that all those summoned by a Lord share a similar fate?"


    Lyrassa shook her head gently. "No, My Lord. It means more than that¡­ for us¡­"


    Atlas snapped to attention, his instincts flaring as he sensed something massive hurtling toward him!


    He turned, but it was already too close¡ªa Lava Hound, lunging straight at him. The beast was about to deal a devastating blow, too quick for him to block.


    But in an instant, vines shot out, forming a net around the Lava Hound and binding it mid-air. The vines smoldered slightly under the heat, but regenerated almost immediately, tightening their hold until the beast crashed to the ground.


    Lyrassa had reacted just in time!


    Atlas, still shaken, looked down to see Karian kneeling. "My Lord, forgive my carelessness. You may punish me as you see fit."


    Karian?


    Lyrassa cast her protective spells over the others, while Atlas kept his gaze fixed on Morganna. Right¡ªthis wasn''t exactly the moment for conversation.


    Something sparked in his memory¡ªan idea he wanted to test right away, related to the Exp Orbs he''d acquired from the Gacha.


    How many did he have again? 15 Rare Exp Orbs and 20 Elite Exp Orbs.


    Technically, he could use these on his subordinates, but he could also keep them for himself. The only downside was that, even if someone had an endless supply of Exp Orbs, they were limited in how high they could level up within each of the Lord ranks.


    The Lord ranks followed a structured progression system, determining who would face off against opponents of comparable standing.


    Since Atlas was still in the early stages, he began at Rank 1, Division 1, also known as the Seeker rank. Officially, this placed him as a Seeker Div 1.


    There are 9 known Ranks, and Each rank has 5 divisions.


    The ranks followed this order:


    Rank 1 - Seeker


    Rank 2 - Scout


    Rank 3 - Pathfinder


    Rank 4 - Sentinel


    Rank 5 - Guardian


    Rank 6 - Marshal


    Rank 7 - Champion


    Rank 8 - Overlord


    Rank 9 - Immortal


    Since Atlas was still a Seeker, he could only use the Exp Orbs up to level 50. But, with his current level still at 36, he had plenty of room to use those Exp Orbs for himself.


    [Exp: 1,439/13,505]


    He checked his own XP progress and saw he still had a long way to go before reaching level 37.


    [You used a Rare Exp Orb and gained 1,000 XP!]


    Whoa¡­ a thousand Exp all at once. That felt pretty amazing.


    [You used an Elite Exp Orb and gained 4,000 XP!]


    And the Elite ones gave even more XP than the Rare. Since he could always get more from the Gacha pulls, why not just use them all? S§×arch* The novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Without hesitation, Atlas used all fifteen of his Rare Exp Orbs.


    [You have leveled up]


    [Level 37]


    [Exp: 6,934/20,258]


    In that instant, he''d gained a full level. He couldn''t help but grin at how easy it was. No wonder so many people were eager to join the ranks of the Lords¡ªleveling up with a Lord''s privileges could be this fast and effortless.


    Fueled by a hint of greed, Atlas decided to go all-in and use every single Exp Orb he had.


    [You used an Elite Exp Orb and gained 4,000 Exp!]


    [You used an Elite Exp Orb and gained 4,000 Exp!]


    [..]


    [You have level up]


    [Level 39]


    [Exp: 32,289/45,581]


    He leveled up again! This time, he''d even reached level 39. Damn! If only he could get more Exp Orbs¡ªhe could upgrade himself further. And, well... Mira''s level was still pretty low too, only at level 35, while Edrik had already hit level 50.


    He could use Exp Orbs for both himself and Mira, aiming to get them both to level 50 before the first battle arrived.


    And, with all the Gacha Tickets he still had, he could pull for more amazing items and keep this momentum going.


    One of the biggest tasks remaining for Atlas was actually refining his set of talents. Sure, he only had one combat talent right now, but as a Lord, he was quickly realizing how crucial other talents were becoming¡ªlike Tactical Awareness and Instinctual Command.


    There had to be items in the Gacha pull related to talents, like ones that could upgrade the rating of existing talents or even unlock entirely new ones. He definitely needed to enhance what he already had and unlock new talents that would no doubt come in handy.


    But, of course, this wasn''t the place to go all out on a Gacha pull¡ªnot with monsters closing in from all sides.


    [Your Subordinate has killed Lava Hound Lv. 54]


    [You received 352 Exp]


    [Exp: 32,641/45,581]


    [You have obtained (Elite-grade) Fang of Infernos Lv. 54]


    [A spear forged from the fiery fang of a Lava Hound. The spear''s tip is infused with molten energy, emitting a faint glow and heat that sears through armor.]


    Atlas''s attention was suddenly snagged by a notification that immediately piqued his interest. Just then, a glowing blue orb shot through the air and embedded itself into his chest, transferring directly into his Inventory.


    "Damn, finally, an Elite-grade Spear?!"


    His curiosity flared, and he quickly summoned the spear, eager to check its stats and description.

 Chapter 22 - A Mysterious Message at Dawn

    [Fang of Infernos Lv. 54][Grade: Elite]


    [Strength +100


    Stamina +100]


    [Skills:]


    [Inferno Strike (Active): Unleashes a powerful thrust that causes an explosion on impact, dealing area fire damage to nearby enemies.] S§×arch* The N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [Blazing Edge (Passive): The spear''s tip remains superheated, causing minor fire damage over time to any struck enemy.]


    Atlas inspected the new spear he''d acquired with a satisfied smile. It was a long spear with a superheated, glowing tip that emitted fiery sparks and embers. The dark metal shaft was etched with subtle flame patterns, making it look even more formidable.


    As he spun the spear, a trail of light lingered from the tip, giving it a sleek and dangerous appearance.


    The spear was Elite grade¡ªa prized weapon, one that those in the lower lands would probably fight fiercely to obtain.


    Not bad at all, he thought.


    He realized it was time to join the fight below. He wouldn''t be the kind of Lord who just sat on his throne, watching his subordinates handle all the work. Sure, he''d command battles from up high when strategy called for it, but he''d also be in the thick of things whenever needed. And to make that possible, he''d have to upgrade himself as much as he could, using every resource available.


    Atlas pulled out three skill scrolls he''d received from the Gacha: one Rare Smoke Bomb skill scroll, one Elite Battle Cry skill scroll, and one Elite Flurry of Spears skill scroll. He handed Smoke Bomb to Edrik, Battle Cry to Karian, and kept Flurry of Spears for himself.


    All right, now I have a new spear skill to wield, he thought. With this addition, he had seven skills at his disposal, ready to put them to use.


    [Common - Piercing Thrust Lv. 6]


    [A precise, forward thrust aimed at penetrating armor.]


    [Common - Sweeping Strike Lv. 5]


    [Sweeps the spear in a wide arc, hitting multiple enemies in front.]


    [Common - Defensive Stance Lv. 7]


    [Assumes a defensive position with the spear, reducing incoming damage.]


    [Common - Ground Slam Lv. 4]


    [Slams the butt of the spear into the ground, creating a shockwave.]


    [Common - Power Strike Lv. 8]


    [A strong, concentrated attack that hits harder than a regular swing.


    [Common - Endurance Boost Lv. 9]


    [Temporarily boosts the warrior''s stamina, allowing them to sustain more in battle.


    [Elite - Flurry of Spears Lv. 1]


    [The wielder delivers a rapid series of spear strikes at a single enemy.]


    This Flurry of Spears was his first Elite-grade skill, a significant upgrade from the standard abilities most basic warriors like him possessed.


    Now at level 39, Atlas had accumulated 40 stat points ready for distribution. After a quick assessment, he decided to allocate 10 points each to Strength, Agility, Intelligence, and Constitution, reasoning that his Stamina was still in a safe range.


    [Name: Atlas Blackthorn]


    [Level: 39]


    [Strength: 160 | Agility: 64 | Intelligence: 49 | Constitution: 68 | Stamina: 65]


    Atlas leapt down from his floating throne, instantly drawing the attention of his team.


    Karian was at his side in seconds. "My Lord, are you certain you want to fight them as well?" he asked, swinging his greatsword to fend off a Lava Hound lunging at them.


    "Yes, and I''ll need your help training every day from now on. What do you say?" Atlas replied, spinning his spear and readying for combat.


    "With pleasure, My Lord," Karian answered with a slight grin.


    Once Atlas set a goal for himself, he committed to it with relentless focus. Growing up in a tough, wild environment had instilled this drive in him.


    After today, he was determined to push his physical and combat skills even further. He''d train with Karian, sparring until his technique sharpened. Morganna could also be an option¡ªif she ever becomes a bit more manageable.


    Atlas spun his spear, launching a swift assault with Flurry of Spears. But the Lava Hound, a full ten levels higher than him, proved tougher than expected, barely flinching from the initial damage.


    As the creature lunged, Atlas sidestepped, redirecting its momentum, just as Karian brought down his greatsword with a crushing blow. Atlas took the opportunity to finish it off with a precise stab to its chest, causing a burst of hot lava to spew from the wound.


    They continued their hunt across the volcanic terrain, battling through wave after wave of creatures. With each victory, they gathered more valuable items, eventually enough to improve fire resistance gear for each team member. And to Atlas''s satisfaction, he also collected critical materials for constructing the Flame Beacon back on his island.


    Atlas reviewed his hunting for the day¡ª30 Fire Crystals and 6 Lava Shards. He still needed more to complete the construction of the Flame Beacon, but with the sun already setting and his team exhausted and hungry, he decided to call it a day.


    It had been a productive hunt, with plenty of valuable items gathered.


    Even after slaying over 50 monsters, he still hadn''t quite reached level 40.


    [Exp: 44,771/45,581]


    So close, just a bit more Exp to level up. If he could keep up this pace daily, he hoped to reach level 50 before the protective barrier around his island dropped. He knew he needed every possible upgrade to prepare himself and his team before the real battles began.


    They finally returned to Gacha Haven! It was obvious everyone was worn out from the day''s hunt, though Karian maintained his usual composed expression.


    Edrik, on the other hand, showed faint signs of fatigue, though somehow his hair remained perfectly styled, as if he''d just walked out of a salon¡ªa unique talent of his, no doubt.


    Meanwhile, Morganna wasted no time raiding the fridge for food before disappearing into the Residential Hut, her chosen resting spot after the three new constructions the System had completed that day.


    Trees and plants were already sprouting up fast¡ªeven though it had only been a day. It seemed that anything on this island could grow or be completed at remarkable speed.


    Lyrassa, as a Nature Spirit, had a unique way of resting: she could actually sleep by merging with the plants around her!


    After all, spirits were manifestations of various aspects of the environment, like animals, places, and natural forces. Because Lyrassa was a Nature Spirit, she was nature itself. That''s why she didn''t need to eat human food to survive.


    Well, she could eat human food, but she didn''t experience it the way people did. Instead, she absorbed water and nutrients straight from the soil.


    If it weren''t for Lyrassa''s potent healing abilities, they''d have probably returned covered in cuts and burns.


    Atlas let his subordinates pick their own places to rest for the night, while he himself planned to stay in the tent. He was too exhausted to think, and as soon as he forced down a bit of food, he was out like a light.


    Morning arrived!


    Atlas opened his eyes and immediately looked to his right and left. He was still haunted by the memory of waking up with Morganna asleep beside him the night before. But luckily he found no one this time.


    He could feel that his body was fully restored, with blood and energy pulsing strongly through his veins. His stomach grumbled¡ªhe was starving. It seemed like every bit of nutrition he''d eaten last night had been drained by his recovering body.


    But he planned to use the morning for a hard training session. He wanted to push himself to the limit before breakfast.


    He stepped out of his tent. The sun was barely rising, and he was surprised to see Mira already bustling in the garden. Had she slept there too? Karian was also up, training with his greatsword in the early dawn.


    Early-morning training seemed to be routine for Karian, a true warrior.


    Atlas began to stretch, then set off running around the small floating island. He kept up his pace, feeling every bit of strength and agility he''d gained over the past two days coursing through him.


    He was drenched in sweat, his legs burning, his breath ragged. But he kept pushing, even as his body practically screamed at him to stop. He ignored the urge, driving himself forward again and again.


    After two hours, he was completely soaked, and the sun was finally lighting up the island''s surface, which was now looking much greener with all the new grass and plants. Just then, a notification flashed across his vision.


    [Luna (Celestial Vanguard) is attempting to contact you. They have sent a package for you.]


    [Accept the package?]


    Luna? Who is Luna?

 Chapter 23 - Who Needs Allies When You Get Free Loot?

    "Luna?" Atlas murmured softly, turning the name over in his mind, but no ideas surfaced."Jackpot, tell me¡ªcan a package from another Lord be accepted in this phase? And is it safe?"


    [Host, the System will scan the contents and ensure they''re safe if that''s your concern.]


    "Alright, please accept the package for me."


    A moment after Atlas confirmed the package, he saw a drone approaching from a distance. He watched from behind the protective barrier as the drone shone a light onto the island. Then, suddenly, a large pile of items materialized in front of him, and Atlas stepped back to give it space.


    He read the message attached to the package, stunned by what he saw inside.


    [2000 Units of Wood]


    [2000 Units of Stone]


    [2000 Units of Iron]


    [1000 Units of Wood Ingots]


    [500 Mana Crystals]


    [100 Lava Shards]


    [50 Magma Core Fragments]


    [100 Elite Exp Orb]


    [50 Bloodstones]


    "What the hell?! This many items?!" Atlas exclaimed. S~ea??h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    With all these materials, he could build up his island in no time.


    Edrik and the others approached him from behind, looking intrigued.


    "My Lord, it seems someone''s trying to propose to you," Edrik said with a smirk.


    "Propose?"


    "I mean... in this early phase, most Lords are looking to form alliances to support each other. I think another Lord sees great potential in you and sent all of this," Edrik explained.


    "Yes, it says the package was sent by someone named Luna. But I don''t recall knowing anyone by that name."


    "Luna?" Mira chimed in, tilting her head thoughtfully. "Ah... Luna..." she trailed off, seeming to connect something in her mind.


    "Do you know something, Mira?"


    Mira nodded enthusiastically, her eyes lighting up. "My Lord... uhm... yesterday, while I was busy with the gardening, two girls¡ªuhm¡ªcame by. One of them was wearing a blue outfit¡­"


    She then went on, recounting in great detail, even mimicking the conversation she had with the two strangers.


    Atlas sighed as he listened to Mira''s account, trying to piece together what might actually be happening. A smirk crossed his face as he let out a chuckle.


    "Wait, don''t tell me those two girls assumed you were the Lord of this island, Mira?"


    "It seems that way, My Lord," Edrik replied with a hint of amusement.


    "Oh¡­ no, no, no, My Lord, I didn''t say anything like that!" Mira stammered, looking flustered.


    "No, it''s alright. It seems our new friends may have misunderstood." Atlas paused, thinking it over. "But¡­ what if they find out they sent all this to the wrong person?"


    "My Lord¡­ forming alliances with other Lords, especially those of higher ranks, isn''t always a purely good thing," Edrik cautioned. "But I suspect this Lord sent help out of sympathy for Mira."


    "Yeah, I see that," Atlas replied thoughtfully.


    He paused, considering his options. "They might be disappointed if they discover the truth about this island. But now that the supplies are here, there''s no way I''m sending these materials back. I''ll make the most of what they''ve sent," he added with a grin.


    "My Lord," Edrik said. "Forgive me, but I feel I should warn you¡­ this could potentially create an enemy. Not because I doubt our strength, but because I think it''s best to be cautious."


    "That''s fair, and I understand the risk," Atlas replied calmly. "But I''ll still take it. Even without actively making enemies, these so-called Lord battles will naturally draw them to us. So I''m not going to play nice just because this will be my first battle."


    "I''d say you''re mentally prepared for this, My Lord. I respect that," Edrik said.


    Atlas quickly refocused, sorting through the structures he needed to prioritize in this early phase. He knew the Flame Beacon was crucial¡ªit would significantly strengthen the island''s defenses. But he was still short on Fire Crystals, and they''d likely need to make several more trips to the volcanic islands to gather enough.


    With a sigh, he decided to construct every available structure and queue everything up.


    "Jackpot, I want to start building: two Lumber Mills, two Quarries, two Training Grounds, one Blacksmith Workshop, and two Residential Huts."


    [You have spent 160 Units of Wood, 100 Units of Stone, 20 Iron Ingots to build a Residential Hut.]


    [You have spent ¡­]


    [You have spent 240 Units of Wood, 80 Units of Stone, 20 Iron Ingots to build the Lumber Mill.]


    [You have spent ¡­]


    [You have spent 160 Units of Stone, 40 Iron Ingots, 40 Units of Wood to build the Quarry.]


    [You have spent ¡­]


    [You have spent 200 Units of Wood, 100 Units of Stone, 30 Iron Ingots to build Training Grounds.]


    [You have spent ¡­]


    [You have spent 80 Units of Stone, 150 Units of Iron, 20 Units of Wood to build Blacksmith Workshop.]


    Atlas felt a surge of satisfaction watching the structures rise and the task queue fill. Now, all he had to do was wait as everything took shape, piece by piece. But one crucial element remained to push his island''s development forward: his army.


    Fortunately, he had the Gacha System at his disposal, allowing him to summon subordinates from other worlds¡ªeven other Lords. An extraordinary advantage.


    With the subordinates he had now, he should be able to handle the first battle smoothly¡ªunless he faced a Lord who had already formed alliances and secured early-phase resources.


    But he needed more than elite summons; he needed a complete army. Workers and soldiers were essential to expand the island and bolster his forces for the battles ahead. To tackle this, he gathered Edrik and the others for a discussion.


    The first option was a structure called the Gateway Altar, designed to summon awakeners directly by offering gold or similar resources. Unfortunately, he was still short on three World Shards¡ªessential materials he hadn''t yet gathered to construct it.


    The second option involved Recruiting Awakeners from the Lower Lands. This was straightforward: he''d simply go down to the lower lands and recruit anyone willing to work for him, either long-term or temporarily.


    Payment? Gold, mostly, depending on the terms agreed upon. While some recruits might only want gold, others¡ªespecially those seeking stability¡ªwould need more, like Exp Orbs, better equipment, and other essentials for a better life.


    The third option was Contracted Mercenaries. This option was clearly temporary, with hires only sticking around for specific battles. While effective for short-term needs, relying on mercenaries wasn''t ideal in the long run since it required constant re-hiring.


    There were other methods as well: Involuntary Recruitment (using prisoners or slaves), Summoning Creatures from nearby lands, recruiting Refugees and Displaced People, and even bringing in Guild Initiates and Apprentices.


    Each approach was different, but all served the same essential purpose¡ªbuilding his ranks and workforce, each with its own set of trade-offs.


    Atlas sighed, sorting through everything he needed to do. Workers for the island were a priority¡ªblacksmiths, and the like. According to Edrik, he''d also need at least 20 to 30 troops for the first battle.


    Would he need to rely on Gacha pulls? No, not yet. Better to get things settled first, and save those pulls for unexpected upgrades.


    What if they visited the lower lands?


    Currently, they were hovering above the Saharia Continent¡ªa place where he could likely find exactly what he needed. There should be an Awakener Association or Guild there, along with mercenaries, and possibly merchants for trading supplies.


    Atlas weighed his options. With enough gold on hand in this early phase, it seemed like the right move to explore what the lower lands had to offer.


    He raised his head, meeting everyone''s gaze. "Let''s go visit the lower lands," he said.


    ***


    (Author''s Note:)


    I hate to say it, but I really chose the hard way to build this story¡ªkeeping track of every little detail, right down to the numbers in each chapter and every bit of progress.


    No, I''m not kidding. It means I can''t just write freely wherever I want; I have to double-check all the data to make sure I''m not messing up any numbers. And that really only works in a proper setup with my extended monitor. Lol.


    But hey, I hope you enjoy it. Let me know what you think!

 Chapter 24 - Dust, Desert, and a Dash of Luck

    Strong winds lifted clouds of dust, blanketing the barren land. It was a desert environment, with heat so intense it seemed to scorch everything it touched.A magic circle formed on the desert floor, barely visible through the swirling dust. Then something appeared¡ªa floating platform carrying several figures, each dressed in white robes adorned with intricate blue patterns along the edges.


    Atlas and his subordinates landed right in the middle of the desert, facing the worst possible conditions they could have expected. The fierce winds whipped up sand into blinding clouds, completely obscuring their view.


    Thankfully, everyone wore special, uniform outfits sturdy enough to shield them from the sandstorm. And with each person equipped with a Flaming Collar¡ªan item they''d acquired from their previous hunts¡ªthe searing desert heat remained tolerable.


    Atlas sat on his throne, with Morganna perched on the armrest as usual, leaning against his shoulder.


    Karian stood behind him, gripping his Greatsword firmly on the platform. Edrik sat up front with Lyrassa, while Mira, as before, kept watch over Gacha Haven.


    They landed directly below their Floating Island. Not that they could actually see it from here¡ªthe island was too small and impossibly high up, invisible from the ground.


    The floating platform surged forward, its speed surprisingly swift¡ªthough Atlas couldn''t quite tell just how fast they were actually moving. Still, in this harsh environment, it was more than enough.


    Without the powerful magic and the dome-like barrier encasing the floating throne, this journey would have been far more grueling.


    Their goal today was the nearest city, estimated to be about a two-hour journey, according to the System''s calculations.


    Every awakener in the lower lands carried a unique ID in the form of a card. But this wasn''t just any ordinary card¡ªit was a slim device with a screen, designed for communication and various other functions, and it held access to their personal data.


    Infused with a Mana Core, this special device responded only to the registered user, functioning as a personal status viewer that displayed their level, talents, and other stats. Additionally, it served as a convenient payment method.


    Unfortunately, Atlas had lost all his belongings when he was pushed into the abyss, right before he was officially "secured" by the Lord notification. So, the first thing he planned to do upon reaching the city was to reacquire a new Awakener Device for himself.


    His goal? To stay connected with the lower lands, making it easier to handle whatever needs might arise.


    And no, the city they were headed to wasn''t his home. He didn''t come from this continent at all; his origins lay on another continent, specifically Pangaea Nova.


    Long ago, Saharasia and Pangaea Nova had once been united, forming a single continent known as Asia. Today, Saharasia was widely known as the Desert Continent, a name earned from its vast, arid, and barren landscape.


    His main priorities were clear. First, he needed to secure some awakeners to become his troops, along with a few workers. Ideally, he''d find people willing to join him permanently on his Floating Island. This would save him the time and hassle of repeatedly coming down to the lower lands for new recruits.


    Next, he needed specific materials, especially World Shards. The Gateway Altar depended on these, though he was certain they would be expensive. He could only hope he had enough to secure them and, even more hopefully, that he''d find someone willing to sell them.


    Finally, he planned to pick up supplies: tools for gardening, cleaning equipment, food provisions, fruit¡ªanything necessary for surviving on the Floating Island while it still lacked the facilities to sustain their basic needs.


    The journey was actually incredibly quiet¡ªor so Atlas thought at first. It wasn''t true silence, but the roar of the sandstorm was so loud it drowned out everything else, making conversation nearly impossible. The speed of the floating throne only added to the challenge of communicating.


    What should he focus on now?


    He still had 100 Elite Exp Orbs, a surprising gift from his unexpected benefactor. With each orb granting 4,000 Exp, he''d have a total of 400,000 Exp at his disposal.


    Should he apply them now?


    He planned to continue hunting over the next few days, so he''d naturally gain levels. But he was becoming aware of how sharply the Exp requirements increased with each level.


    [Level 39]


    [Exp: 44,771/45,581]


    Seeing how much Exp he needed even at level 39, he wondered if this massive supply of Exp Orbs would even be enough to help him reach level 45.


    Without hesitation, Atlas began using the Exp Orbs in quick succession.


    [You used an Elite Exp Orb and gained 4,000 XP!]


    [You used an Elite Exp Orb and gained 4,000 XP!]


    [You have leveled up]


    [You have leveled up]


    [You have ...]


    [Level 44]


    [Exp: 105,568/113,424]


    Atlas exhaled after applying all 100 Elite Exp Orbs. He had gained 5 levels¡ªa huge leap. Just imagining the grind he would''ve had to endure for those levels made him grateful.


    Five levels were no small feat, especially given how quickly the Exp requirements rose above the level 30s.


    He received 50 stat points and quickly distributed them evenly across his basic stats. S§×arch* The N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [Name: Atlas Blackthorn]


    [Level: 44]


    [Strength: 170 | Agility: 74 | Intelligence: 59 | Constitution: 78 | Stamina: 75]


    Atlas smiled, pleased to see his stats looking more refined. He might consider pushing his Strength even further later on, but for now, balancing his other stats felt like the smarter choice.


    What should he do while waiting? Maybe pull some Gacha?


    "Jackpot, what happens if I throw the Gacha tickets here on the floating throne?"


    [No need to worry, Host. The tickets will follow the throne, so there''s no risk of them being left behind.]


    Good¡ªjust what he needed to hear.


    So far, he''d only used 10 exclusive tickets on the Exclusive Character Banner, 20 on the Exclusive Weapon Banner, and 40 on the Standard Banner. He had secured Morganna as an Exclusive Character, along with her Signature Weapon, and from the Standard Banner, he''d pulled a Rank-S character¡ªLyrassa.


    Still, he hadn''t yet secured signature weapons for Edrik, Mira, or Lyrassa, and he definitely needed a higher-quality spear. A Rank-S weapon would be ideal, a Legendary-grade weapon. He grinned at the thought.


    Pulling out 10 Standard tickets, he noticed everyone''s eyes on him. Smiling, he tossed the tickets into the air.


    [You have obtained 6 Rank-B items and 4 Rank-A items!]


    Not a bad pull at all! Now to see if he''d snagged any interesting items¡ªmaybe a character, a weapon, or some useful tool?

 Chapter 25 - Nightfall Sentinel Set

    [You have received 5 Elite Exp Orbs][You have received 1 Basic Survival Kit]


    [You have received 1 Field Cooking Set]


    [You have received 1 Basic Pickaxe]


    [You have received 10 Small Healing Potion]


    [You have received 20 Units of Iron Ingots]


    Atlas quickly opened the six Rank-B tickets, scanning through the new items. There was a Basic Survival Kit¡ªthough not exactly new, since he''d gotten one before. It was a bag stocked with a few small tools and a tent.


    Not bad; an item like this could still be useful if they were ever far from the Floating Island and needed a temporary shelter.


    Next, a Field Cooking Set. Definitely useful for any expeditions far from base, allowing them to cook proper meals on the go.


    Then, Small Healing Potions. Even with a skilled healer like Lyrassa on the team, it would be helpful as an emergency backup when she was exhausted or low on Mana.


    Lastly, he found a Basic Pickaxe. Atlas couldn''t help but sigh at this one. Hardly anyone used basic pickaxes for mining anymore¡ªit was probably the least useful item in the pull.


    Next up was the Rank-A item. The purple-glowing ticket transformed into a solid black box.


    What could it be?


    [You have received 1 Rank-A Item: Soulbinding Armor Set]


    [Armor that adapts to the user''s abilities, enhancing defense without restricting movement.


    Use: Ideal for frontline warriors, providing flexibility in battle.]


    An armor set?


    Atlas took hold of the black box, feeling its solid weight. How was he supposed to activate it?


    [Once activated, it will become Soulbinding Armor, adapting to the user with a fitting armor design.]


    Perfect for melee fighters and frontliners¡ªideal for him, who hadn''t yet acquired a proper set of armor. He decided to claim it for himself.


    [Activating the Soulbinding Armor Set]


    [Adapting Armor Set to User]


    [You have obtained: Nightfall Sentinel Armor Set]


    [Grade: Epic]


    [Skills:]


    [Lancer''s Endurance (Passive):


    Increases the wearer''s stamina and reduces stamina consumption when wielding a spear, enabling longer battles without fatigue.]


    [Swift Piercer (Active):


    Temporarily boosts movement speed and agility by 20%, allowing for quicker spear thrusts and evasive maneuvers.]


    [Spear Dance Resilience (Passive):


    Reduces incoming damage by 10% when performing rapid spear combos, providing extra durability during offensive play.]


    Atlas stood, drawing everyone''s gaze. A sleek, semi-light armor enveloped him¡ªa striking blend of black and deep blue. Reinforced plates guarded his chest and shoulders, while the streamlined design along his arms and legs allowed for optimal agility. Intricate engravings on the chest plate, highlighted with vibrant blue accents, pulsed with a soft, glowing energy.


    He admired the look, noting how the armor made him appear¡­ well, damn formidable.


    [Host, this armor set includes a ''Veil Mode'' feature. You can render it invisible while still enjoying its full protection.]


    "Then activate the Veil Mode," he replied.


    In a blink, the armor vanished, leaving only a faint blue energy shimmer whenever he moved.


    Practical¡ªhe didn''t have to appear as though he was wearing heavy armor and could stick to his usual casual attire while remaining fully protected. And when it came to battle, he could make the armor visible again to intimidate his opponents.


    "You''re slowly transforming into a more dependable Lord, My Lord," Edrik said, nodding. "That''s certainly an impressive armor set. May I ask the grade?"


    "It''s an Epic-grade," Atlas replied, smiling. "Probably valuable enough to fund the entire island if we sold it¡ªbut it''s soulbound, so it''s mine permanently."


    "Your protection will always come first, My Lord. We''ll find ways to earn gold otherwise," Edrik said firmly.


    "Agreed, My Lord," added Karian.


    Atlas was genuinely thrilled with this pull. An incredible rank-A item! A soulbound armor set just for him. Most awakeners could only dream of possessing something like this, and he''d just scored it by tossing tickets into the air.


    Incredible. Now he''d be able to fight with greater endurance and protection¡ªhe definitely intended to make the most of it.


    Excited, he moved on to the next Rank-A ticket.


    [You have received 1 Rank-A Item: Stormcaller''s Amulet]


    [An amulet that allows the user to call down lightning strikes, primarily used in defensive strategies.


    Use: Adds a powerful option for island defense, particularly effective during raids.]


    An amulet to summon lightning strikes?


    The amulet itself was crafted in ornate silver, with engravings resembling swirling clouds. At its center, a faint blue electric pulse shimmered, giving the impression of a storm ready to be unleashed.


    He briefly wondered if the person casting it might be at risk of getting hit themselves. Either way, he now had an impressive new option for offensive capabilities.


    A high-level mage could likely wield such a skill with more precision, but he assumed it would take someone truly powerful to achieve the devastating effects he imagined.


    Satisfied, he stored the item away¡ªit would definitely come in handy when the time came.


    [You have received 1 Rank-A Item: Shadow Step Cloak]


    [A cloak that grants limited invisibility, ideal for infiltrating enemy lines.


    Use: Useful for scouts or assassins performing reconnaissance or sabotage.]


    Atlas equipped the cloak, mentally activating its effect. He watched as his body became translucent¡ªnot fully invisible, but enough to make him difficult to spot when blending into the environment or in low light.


    Still, this item would be far better suited to someone specialized for stealth. He took off the cloak and handed it to Edrik.


    "I know this will come in handy for you. Take it."


    Edrik smiled and bowed slightly. "My Lord, thank you for this precious gift. I''ll be able to make even better use of it if I can combine it with my signature dagger."


    "Really? Then here''s hoping luck finds you, Edrik," Atlas replied, grinning.


    Atlas moved on to the final Rank-A Ticket.


    [You have received a Rank-A weapon: (Epic-grade) Obsidian Talon Dagger]


    A dagger materialized before him, its blade a blackened steel with an obsidian-like finish. Dark leather wrapped around the hilt, and small embedded shards of blue crystal pulsed with a faint glow.


    Perfectly crafted, it seemed almost as if it had been made for stealth and precision.


    [Obsidian Talon Dagger]


    [Grade: Epic]


    [Strength +50


    Agility +100


    Movement Speed +10%]


    [Skills:]


    [Shadow Step (Active):


    Effect: Allows the User to teleport a short distance, leaving behind a shadowy afterimage.]


    [Silent Strike (Conditional Passive):


    Deals extra damage when attacking from behind, enhancing critical hit rate by 20%.]


    Atlas grinned as he read the item description. It seemed luck was definitely on Edrik''s side today, as this was clearly his Signature Weapon.


    "Happy now?" Atlas asked, handing him the weapon.


    "My Lord, it''s surely your luck at work. I''m just following along with this amazing fortune of yours," Edrik replied with a smirk.


    With his new invisibility cloak and the Silent Strike ability, Edrik could now deliver devastating blows to his enemies. Coupled with the Shadow Step cloak, his agility would be even greater.


    Now both his frontline fighters were well-equipped. Only Lyrassa and, perhaps, Mira remained, both of whom could be invaluable in emergencies if they were forced into combat.


    Another pull?


    Could he dare hope for another Rank-S item? Being a bit hopeful couldn''t hurt, could it?


    He tossed the tickets into the air, and his eyes widened as not one but two purple tickets appeared, shimmering in the air.


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    (Author''s Note:)


    Our boy''s turning into an absolute powerhouse, and his team''s getting upgrades left and right. With his fighters decked out in Epic gear, the next enemy wave better watch out!


    But those two purple tickets at the end¡­ anyone else have a feeling about what they''ll be? ???? Drop your guesses in the comments.

 Chapter 26 - Saharan Empire

    [You have received 20 Units of Iron Ingots][You have received 5 Elite Exp Orbs]


    [You have received 10 Small Healing Potion]


    [You have received 5 Elite Exp Orbs]


    [You have received 100 Units of Wood]


    [You have received 1 Flask of Mighty Brew]


    [A hearty drink that temporarily increases the drinker''s physical strength, making them more effective in combat or when lifting heavy objects.]


    [You have received 10 Mana Fruits]


    [A rare fruit that restores a portion of the user''s mana when consumed.]


    [You have received Endless Water Flask]


    [A flask that refills itself with fresh, clean water every hour, ensuring that the user always has access to drinkable water in any environment.]


    Atlas quickly opened the 8 Rank-B tickets and was pleasantly surprised to receive 10 more Elite Exp Orbs. Exp Orbs were always welcome additions.


    But there were also three new, intriguing items: a strength booster, a mana restoration fruit, and, perhaps most valuable of all, an Endless Water Flask. The last item would be particularly useful, given how quickly the desert environment drained them of energy and left them parched.


    It wasn''t that they hadn''t brought water, but in this intense heat, their supply was dwindling fast. So, Atlas immediately tried out his new, handy Flask. He opened it and splashed the water over his face, it was refreshingly cool.


    He shared the flask with the others and encouraged them to be more relaxed around him, even suggesting they call him by his name. Being called "Atlas" by these loyal fallen Lords still carried plenty of respect, and he found it oddly reassuring.


    Even though some of them still preferred calling him something other than his name, like Lyrassa, who kept calling him "Lord," and Morganna, who had called him whatever she wanted from the very beginning.


    Atlas went ahead and opened the Rank-A ticket.


    [You have received 1 Rank-A Item: Soulbinding Armor Set]


    Another Soulbinding Armor Set, huh?


    Well, this could definitely come in handy if he decided to give it to someone else. He hoped he''d be able to acquire more of these, too, since outfitting all his subordinates with this type of armor would significantly increase their survival rate.


    Atlas decided to offer the armor to the others. His first choice was Karian, as the only true frontliner among them, someone who relied on close-combat skills and physical strength.


    But before he could say anything, he noticed Morganna''s gaze fixed on him.


    "Do you want this item?"


    "Give it to me."


    "Sure if you want it, take it."


    Atlas handed it over, and she took it without so much as a thank-you.


    Moments later, she unlocked the armor. Now, she stood before them dressed in sleek, elegant gear, a mostly black, form-fitting light armor with deep red accents and a flowing black cloak lined in crimson color.


    "That looks good on you," Atlas said, smiling.


    She gave no response, simply sat down on the armrest, and activated the armor''s Veil Mode without so much as a glance in his direction.


    [Bloodshadow Regalia Armor Set]


    [Grade: Epic]


    [Skills:]


    [Dark Ascension (Active)


    Allows the User to briefly take on a shadowy, spectral form, becoming intangible and immune to physical damage for a short period. Ideal for repositioning or escaping.]


    [Eternal Dusk (Passive)


    Boosts the User''s spellcasting and agility slightly in dark environments, reflecting its mastery of shadows and blood magic.]


    [Shadowstep Cloak (Active)


    With a burst of speed, the User can instantly teleport a short distance, leaving a trail of crimson mist.]


    Not bad. With this armor, at least Morganna had a bit more protection.


    He moved on to the last Rank-A Ticket.


    [You have received Rank-A Reward: 500 Gold Coins]


    Oh? Whoa! 500 Gold?! Damn!


    This was the last thing he expected to get from the gacha, but 500 Gold Coins? That had to be a big deal, right?


    He still needed to find more information about the value, but¡­ wait.


    "Jackpot, tell me, what''s the value of 1 Gold Coin compared to the UGD?"


    The UGD, or Unified Global Dollar, was the standard currency now used worldwide. Though each Union had its own currency, the UGD was more practical for global transactions, with a value still equivalent to the former USD. S~ea??h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [1 Gold Coin is equivalent to 1,000 UGD, Host.]


    "Oh, damn! 1 Gold Coin equals 1,000 UGD? So that means I have a million UGD in my pocket now?"


    Atlas grinned just hearing this.


    Sure, in the world of high-level Awakeners, this amount might not be much. Still, he hoped it''d be enough to buy some useful items along the way.


    His attention shifted as he noticed his subordinates all turning to look in the same direction behind them, as if something interesting had caught their eye. He turned as well, carefully maintaining the speed of his Floating Throne.


    And there it was, off in the distance, a sight he''d only ever seen in videos until now. The Dune Serpent.


    It wasn''t a monster but an advanced transportation device owned by the Saharan Empire. The Dune Serpent was a sleek, high-tech train gliding over the vast desert, its streamlined metallic bodywork reflecting the sun. Along its exterior were mounted offensive weapons, including cannons and turret-like guns.


    This Dune Serpent was the primary means of transport for the people of the Saharan Empire to travel between states and cities. Among the Unions of New Earth, the Saharan Empire was known for its advanced technology. They had truly mastered the use of Monster Cores to create powerful energy sources, constantly pushing their technology to new heights.


    "Does your world have anything advanced like that, Edrik?"


    "In the past, yes. But as the powers of the people in my world evolved, the raw strength of Mana Awakeners took over, making this kind of tech obsolete, just scrap, no longer a primary option."


    "Think that might be the future of this world too?" Atlas muttered, considering the possibility.


    "So, where exactly are we?" Edrik asked, looking around.


    "This is the Saharasia Continent," Atlas replied. "A vast land dominated by the Saharan Empire. Most of it is desert, like what you see here, but the Empire has advanced quickly, especially with the kind of technology we''re seeing now."


    "Looks like they know how to harness their intelligence to manage global changes," Edrik remarked.


    "Exactly. Awakeners from other continents are always looking for ways to migrate here, despite the harsh conditions. The cities here are incredibly advanced, a complete contrast to the surrounding desert."


    "I''m curious to see how humans have built their cities in this world."


    "We''ll be there in just a few minutes."


    A few minutes later, a colossal city wall loomed on the horizon, the legendary Dune Bastion. Seeing it up close was even more impressive than Atlas had imagined. The towering wall stretched across the desert, lined with turrets and mounted cannons, all ready to defend the city.


    "There it is, the Dune Bastion, Veylamar''s great city wall," Atlas announced. "Magnificent, don''t you think?"


    "It certainly looks strong," Edrik replied, "though against a High-grade beast, anything Legendary and above, those defenses would be practically useless."


    "Sounds like your world got that brutal, huh?" Atlas replied, raising an eyebrow.


    As Atlas and his group drew closer, they spotted several¡­flying vehicles. These were called Dune Phantoms.


    These hovering bikes had a rugged, streamlined design, with glowing blue engines beneath their frames and reinforced armor along their exteriors. Built with dual modes for both hover and land, they were a signature vehicle of the Saharan Army.


    Two Dune Phantoms descended to meet them, prompting Atlas to bring the Floating Throne to a halt.


    From the drivers'' seats, soldiers of the Saharan Army stared back at them, their attire unmistakable: flowing white robes and head wraps paired with sleek, modern armor.


    "Unidentified personnel! Present your identification and raise your hands immediately!"


    ***


    (Author''s Note:)


    Oh, seriously, I''ve got five illustrations for this chapter: the Bloodshadow Regalia armor set, the Dune Serpent, the Dune Bastion, the Dune Phantom, and the Saharan Army.


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 Chapter 27 - City Lights and Unexpected Power-Up

    Atlas rose from his throne, then raised his hands as he stepped down onto the desert floor."My name is Atlas," he began, "a newly awakened Lord. I''ve come to this city to stock up on equipment and resources."


    "Do you have your Awakener Device with you?" one of the Saharan soldiers asked, weapons raised and pointed at them. It was Mana-Infused Railguns, advanced firearms powered by Mana Cores.


    "I lost it," Atlas replied calmly. "I need to verify my identity and get a new one."


    "Where are you from?"


    "Indo-Pacific Union."


    In truth, Lords were no longer bound to the Unions they''d come from; that was the international law of the Lower Lands. Each Lord''s responsibilities now lay in the battles for their floating islands. Still, their ties to the Lower Lands ran deep, and the connection was mutually beneficial.


    The Lower Lands provided Lords with awakened recruits and essential supplies, which allowed them to grow stronger. In return, some of these awakeners would eventually come back to aid the Lower Lands in their own battles and crises.


    Higher-ranking Lords, however, rarely concerned themselves much with the Lower Lands. Their focus was on building their islands, often far more advanced and luxurious than anything in the Lower Lands could offer.


    "We will verify your identity," one soldier stated. "And what about them?" he asked, glancing at those still standing on the floating throne.


    "They are my summons. They do not belong to this world."


    The soldier gave a slight nod, seeming satisfied with the answer.


    Moments later, several Dune Phantoms approached, their weapons trained on Atlas and his group from a safe distance. One soldier dismounted and stepped forward. Anticipating a scan, Atlas pulled down his hood, revealing his face.


    The soldier raised a scanning device, and with a quick beep, checked the readout.


    "Atlas Blackthorn. You were reported dead¡­ three days ago."


    "That''s exactly when I awakened as a new Lord."


    The soldier, clearly the leader of the group, nodded in acknowledgment. "I''ll arrange for your new Awakener Device. How long do you intend to stay here?"


    "Not long, two or three days, maybe up to a week at most."


    "I''ll authorize a seven-day stay," the soldier replied, then addressed Atlas'' team. "They will each receive a monitoring bracelet. That''s the standard protocol for any visiting Lord and their subordinates."


    Atlas nodded. "Understood."


    "I''ll also send you a list of permitted and prohibited actions within the city," the soldier continued. "Break any of these regulations, and you will be removed immediately."


    "Understood."


    A short while later, the leader returned, holding out the new Awakener Device and requesting that Atlas infuse it with his Mana. This step would finalize his identification and officially register him in the system.


    Atlas placed his hand on the card-like device, letting his Mana flow through it. The device activated with a soft glow, confirming his identity.


    The soldier then spoke up. "Allow us to place the monitoring bracelets on each of your subordinates."


    "Let me help," Atlas offered, wary that any accidental contact, especially with Morganna, might cause trouble.


    Accompanied by one of the soldiers, Atlas approached the others. "Edrik, Karian, Lyrassa¡ªtake this," he instructed, handing each of them a bracelet.


    "Morganna," he said, offering her one as well.


    She took it without comment, following the others in strapping it onto her left wrist. There was a brief mechanical click, a faint light flickered from the bracelet, then it settled back into silence, fully activated.


    Once everything was settled, Atlas turned back to the soldier.


    "All registration is complete," the soldier said. "The Saharan Army will escort you out if you haven''t left by the end of your permitted visit."


    "What about entrance fees or anything else?"


    "No, that''s all free. You''re welcome to visit and leave freely, as long as you follow the rules. You''ll also receive a welcome credit of 20,000 UGD."


    "20k UGD? That''s generous."


    "This is how we treat Lords visiting our city."


    It seemed the rumors about the Saharan Empire''s welcoming approach to visitors and Lords were true. They didn''t exploit newcomers at will. Instead, they maintained a respectful protocol, offering resources and support without taking advantage.


    "We can arrange a tour guide if you need one, or you can simply head to the Awakener Association Center for more information," the soldier added.


    "I''ll find more info through this device," Atlas replied, holding up his new Awakener Device.


    "Good to hear. Enjoy your visit," the soldier said.


    Atlas dismissed his Floating Throne, and with the others following, they were directed toward the massive city wall. Passing through a long corridor, they walked for a few minutes until the fresh air touched their faces and a warm, welcoming light greeted them. The hum of voices and distant sounds of city life grew louder.


    As they stepped into the heart of the city, the sight was strikingly different. This was an advanced, developed metropolis. Hover vehicles moved smoothly along, robots strolled along the sidewalks, and street lights illuminated the area, casting a glow over large holographic billboards displayed on nearby buildings.


    Edrik walked beside him. "This city is very welcoming to outsiders. They didn''t make it difficult for us to enter."


    "Yes, they do seem a bit too good to be true. But their reputation is the best in the New World."


    Atlas and the others had already switched into more relaxed attire, thanks to the system''s built-in wardrobe options. It was impressively convenient; with a single thought, they could change outfits instantly.


    Atlas glanced around, taking in Morganna and Lyrassa''s looks. Morganna wore a sleek, executive-style jacket paired with a fitted ensemble. Lyrassa, on the other hand, opted for a short skirt, giving her a polished yet daring vibe.


    Lyrassa''s natural allure¡ªbarely softened by the vines wrapped loosely around her¡ªwas sure to draw a few stares. Fortunately, the system had supplied them with just the right attire options for moments like this.


    Atlas took the lead, guiding them through the bustling city streets toward their first destination: a hotel. He was eager to experience the luxury accommodations of this city he''d long imagined visiting. Now that he had the chance, he intended to make the most of it.


    Approaching a high-end hotel, he noted the steep prices but decided it was worth it, especially since he had enough funds. At the counter, he booked a large suite with multiple bedrooms. He''d chosen this setup specifically to keep everyone close, making it easier to communicate with his subordinates.


    Although the ideal five-room suite was already booked, he managed to reserve a six-bedroom option. S~ea??h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    They made their way to the grand elevator, its transparent glass walls providing a view of the hotel''s lavish lobby, complete with cascading waterfalls, lush gardens, and several complimentary public amenities.


    Atlas couldn''t help but notice Karian glancing around, clearly taking in the surroundings with an air of curiosity.


    "New for you, Karian?"


    Karian nodded. "In my world, there was only ruin and constant struggle. This kind of setting¡­ it''s very new for my eyes, and pretty intriguing."


    Atlas guessed that Edrik came from a world more similar to his own. Edrik seemed to understand the concept of Gacha and had mentioned some advanced technology, so he was likely used to similar things.


    Atlas chuckled, then looked over at Lyrassa. "What about you?"


    "My Lord, I''m more used to living in harmony with nature, so this environment is new for me too," she replied. "Though I''ve encountered Lords who used similar technology."


    From Lyrassa''s description, it sounded like she, too, had lived in a world with technology but had stayed primarily within her own natural environment.


    Atlas glanced over at Morganna, who quickly looked away, pretending not to notice.


    Once they arrived at their suite, everyone picked their own room, including Atlas.


    But just as he stepped inside, his heart suddenly started pounding, a surge of energy coursing through him, sharp and unexpected.


    [The bond you''ve created with Morganna has now fully formed.]


    [You share a high compatibility, enabling you to inherit some of her skills and talents through this connection.]


    [A powerful bond with Morganna has been established.]


    [New skills have been unlocked.]


    [Talent upgrades have been applied.]


    [Your blood has undergone modifications as part of the bonding process.]


    "What? What''s happening?" Atlas murmured, startled as a cascade of notifications lit up before his eyes.


    [You have unlocked a new skill ¡­]

 Chapter 28 - From F-Rank to Unbreakable

    [Some modifications have been made to your blood and body, boosting your potential even further.][Several of your talents have been upgraded.]


    [Iron Will has been upgraded from B-rated to A-rated.]


    [Tactical Awareness has been upgraded from C-rated to A-rated.]


    [Instinctual Command has been upgraded from C-rated to A-rated.]


    [Measured Strikes has been upgraded from F-rated to B-rated.]


    [You''ve unlocked a new Talent: Bloodbound Vigor (S-rated).]


    [Through the bond''s power, you gain accelerated stamina recovery and an enhanced threshold for physical endurance, allowing you to fight longer without tiring.]


    Atlas felt a surge of energy flow through his bloodstream, but a wave of nausea hit him as his head seemed to fill with an overwhelming influx of new information. Closing his room door behind him, he dropped onto the bed as the notifications continued to flash in his vision.


    [Several skills have been unlocked due to your high compatibility with Morganna. This outcome was also heavily influenced by your innate talents, resulting in these new abilities.]


    [New Skill Unlocked: Epic-grade Bloodlink Command (Active)]


    [Empowers nearby allies with a vampiric aura that enhances lifesteal and grants minor regeneration. Ideal for boosting morale and sustaining health during group combat.]


    [New Skill Unlocked: Elite-grade Duskbound Presence (Conditional Passive)]


    [Atlas exudes an intimidating aura that reduces the attack power of nearby enemies and boosts his critical strike chance when surrounded by multiple foes.]


    [New Skill Unlocked: Epic-grade Bloodrush (Active)]


    [Channeling vampiric energy into his muscles, Atlas gains a surge of speed, enabling him to move through enemies with precision and rapid agility, perfect for breaking enemy lines or dodging area attacks.]


    Atlas tried to steady his breathing, his head still throbbing with dizziness. As his condition improved, he sat up, feeling a strange lightness in his body. No wonder, with upgrades like these.


    He looked over his talent arsenal, almost in disbelief.


    [Iron Will (A) - Tactical Awareness (A) - Instinctual Command (A) - Measured Strikes (B) - Unbreakable Routine (S) - Reliable Aura (A) - Bloodbound Vigor (S)]


    Incredible. What had once been a set of B and C-rated talents were now all shining at A-rated talent. His only combat talent, once a pathetic F, had climbed to a solid B! This was the kind of miraculous upgrade any awakener could only dream of.


    On top of that, he''d unlocked a new talent: Bloodbound Vigor. It allowed him to endure much longer in battle.


    He then analyzed the three new skills he had gained, all distinctly vampiric in nature. Did this mean he was now a vampire?


    "Jackpot, can you analyze my race or blood? Am I still human, or¡­ vampire?"


    [Host, I''m not a general knowledge database. Anything unrelated to island progress is beyond my scope.]


    "You''re certainly¡­ helpful."


    He turned his attention back to the skills. Bloodlink Command would be immensely useful, especially given his role as Lord. The ability to grant his subordinates, or even an entire army. The vampiric aura that enhances lifesteal and grants minor regeneration in battle was downright game-changing.


    Duskbound Presence was more of a debuff, weakening his enemies'' attacks and increasing his own critical chance. Another skill perfectly suited to his role as a commanding presence on the battlefield.


    And then there was Bloodrush. But seriously, had he really turned into a vampire?


    He felt along his teeth but didn''t find any fangs. His hands looked the same, the blood flow warm and strong beneath his skin. Aside from the boost in vigor and a lightness in his body, everything seemed normal.


    He couldn''t quite grasp the specifics of this bond he had created with Morganna, but it seemed he''d unintentionally formed a unique connection with her, resulting in these extraordinary abilities.


    Did it have something to do with when she bit his neck?


    A few minutes later, Atlas knocked on Edrik''s door, hoping to discuss the strange bond and the powers he''d just unlocked.


    "That''s seriously a lot to take in," Edrik replied with a slight smile, "but I feel a bit responsible here. I''ll try to explain what I know."


    "So you knew about this beforehand? Why didn''t you tell me?"


    "Not that I was trying to hide it," Edrik replied, "but I didn''t think there was cause for concern."


    "Alright then, explain everything."


    Edrik gave a knowing nod. "I hope this doesn''t shock you, but to put it simply¡­ You''ve formed a bond with Morganna. Think of it as her giving herself to be¡­ well, something like a wife to you."


    "A¡­ wife? Sorry, what?"


    "Not exactly in the literal sense," Edrik replied with a smirk. "More like... a pact. Morganna has a taste for your blood. In return, she''s willing to grant whatever it is you truly desire, deep down."


    "I don''t understand."


    Edrik raised an eyebrow. "Atlas¡­ you were with her, that night, weren''t you?"


    "How much do you know?" Atlas asked cautiously.


    Edrik chuckled. "Enough. She''s fulfilled your unspoken wish. The bond you two have created is no small matter; she''s tied her fate to yours completely."


    As Edrik spoke, more fragments of that night drifted back to Atlas, the details sharpening in his mind.


    "So, whatever you desire most, she''ll make it happen," Edrik continued, "because she craves your blood, and this bond is far from trivial. She''s essentially entrusted her fate to you."


    He paused, then added, "You wanted power, and you wanted her. She''s granted you both, which is why you''ve gained those upgrades and new skills. As your subordinate, I''m thrilled to see it¡ªyou''ve become something greater in just one night."


    Fragments from that night in the tent surfaced. Had he really done that with her? Of his own will?


    The memory was hazy, but as the pieces slowly came together, a vague picture began to emerge. S§×arch* The ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Morganna had come to his tent that night. He''d been awake, and she''d told him she would fulfill his wish. Wish? What wish? And the events that followed were shrouded in a strange blur, leaving him unsure if it had been real¡­ or just a dream.


    "You mean¡­ I¡­?"


    "More precisely, she willingly gave herself to you, Atlas. And you accepted, fully aware of what that meant."


    "So that''s what really happened," Atlas murmured. "What I thought was a haze of scattered memories¡­ It''s starting to piece together now. I¡­ I actually did that. Something I thought would never happen."


    "She likely had no control in that moment, and you may have felt the same," Edrik continued, "caught up in the euphoria of the bond''s energy as it solidified between you. For a Vampire Queen like her, this is profoundly sacred, an affair tied to the very fate of her existence."


    "That''s¡­ quite complex," Atlas said,


    Edrik leaned forward. "Rest assured, Atlas. I''m serious, she was likely of a very high rank, possibly Rank 8, an Overlord, or even Rank 9, an Immortal, back in her world."


    "Oh, her Rank was that high?"


    "Yes. Summoning her is like calling forth a god from another world. That''s the kind of luck you''re dealing with here. And now," Edrik added, "you have sway over her."


    "And what''s the downside for me? Am I a vampire now?"


    "No, not unless you want to be. You could ask her to turn you," Edrik replied. "But, you know that being a vampire has certain¡­ perks. You''d live longer, wouldn''t age, and have more potential to tap into."


    "That''s certainly something to think about," Atlas said, nodding as Edrik''s explanations filled in some of his lingering questions.


    "So¡­ is that why she''s always snapping at me?"


    Edrik chuckled. "No, I think that''s just her personality."


    Atlas stood up, feeling more settled after their conversation.


    "You don''t need to worry, Atlas," Edrik added. "You''re doing well. It''s only the third day, and already, you''ve built a formidable force. It''s night and day compared to where I was starting out."


    "Thanks for that," Atlas said with a nod.


    Edrik smiled. "How many tickets do you have left?"


    "A lot, and it''s easy enough to get more."


    "More power means more challenges. Greater potential, but also a tougher road. It means you''re meant for something extraordinary."


    "I''ll be counting on plenty of guidance from you as I build this island up."


    "I''m here for you. My knowledge, my power¡ªthey''re yours," Edrik replied, bowing slightly.


    Atlas nodded, turning to leave.


    "Atlas," Edrik called after him.


    He paused and looked back.


    "My advice, try talking to her."


    Atlas gave a faint smile. "I''ll try," he said, then headed out.


    ***


    (Author''s Note:)


    Atlas just hit the jackpot with these new abilities, but the real shocker? Learning what the bond with Morganna actually means.


    From power boosts to potential immortality, this "blood bond" opens up a whole world of possibilities¡­ and risks. ?????¡á?????


    With Edrik hinting that Morganna''s essentially tied her fate to his, the stakes (no pun intended) are higher than ever!


    So what do you think¡ªshould Atlas dive deeper into this connection or keep a safe distance? And do you think Morganna''s attitude toward him will finally shift?

 Chapter 29 - Legends of Other Worlds

    Atlas needed to visit the Awakener Association Center. It was the place that provided general information for awakeners, including details on Dungeons, Marketplace listings, Auctions, and available mercenary awakeners. Conveniently, it was also near the Guild Center, it was a central hub for organized Awakener Guilds.He had plans to hold one-on-one conversations with each of his subordinates and decided to start with Karian. So he invited Karian to follow him.


    Just as he and Karian were about to head out, someone called his name. Atlas turned to see Lyrassa approaching, her usual warm smile lighting up her face.


    "My Lord¡­ may I join you both?" Lyrassa asked politely.


    "Yes¡­ of course. Come along," he replied, then raised an eyebrow. "But you can walk faster, can''t you?"


    "Uh¡­" Lyrassa nodded quickly. "Yes, My Lord. I can."


    Atlas stepped out, with Karian walking at his left side. Lyrassa joined on his right, and, surprisingly, she kept up with an impressive speed he hadn''t expected.


    Something felt off, though. Atlas paused, prompting Karian and Lyrassa to stop as well. Lyrassa looked at him, a bit puzzled.


    He glanced down and realized she wasn''t walking at all, she was hovering a few inches above the ground, which made her appear slightly taller.


    "Can you manage that speed while actually walking?"


    She smiled, nodding. "Yes, My Lord, I can."


    They continued on their way, with Atlas adjusting his pace to a more relaxed speed.


    "Tell me, Lyrassa, would you mind if I asked about your past¡­ I mean, before you were summoned by me?"


    "No, I don''t mind," she replied in her gentle voice.


    "I want to get to know you both better," Atlas continued. "I know you''ve faced similar challenges to what I''m up against now. This is all new to me, and I believe there''s a lot I can learn from your experiences."


    Lyrassa nodded thoughtfully. "I once had a floating island, much like ours... and I protected it for... 500 years."


    Atlas was taken aback, casting her a surprised glance as they stepped into the elevator. Five hundred years?


    "I was a Rank 7 - Champion, before tragedy befell my island, my Lord."


    "Champion?!"


    Atlas recalled Edrik''s speculation that Morganna might have been at least an Overlord, Rank 8, in her previous world. If the System classified Morganna as an Exclusive Rank-S Character and Lyrassa as a Standard Rank-S, then Edrik''s theory held weight.


    "Protecting a floating island and surviving countless battles for 500 years." Atlas repeated, still trying to wrap his mind around everything this Nature Spirit had endured.


    "The people I was meant to protect¡­ they perished¡­" Lyrassa''s voice grew softer.


    "Did you lose to another Lord, Lyrassa?"


    Lyrassa shook her head. "I won my battles by defending my island. I grew my island from the rewards the system granted me," she explained. "But one day, an Arcane-grade Beast attacked my island."


    "Arcane-grade?!" Karian interjected.


    Lyrassa nodded slowly.


    "Wait, an Arcane-grade beast?" Atlas echoed in surprise. "So far, we''ve only encountered up to Legendary-grade beasts here: Common, Rare, Elite, Epic, Unique, and Legendary." He paused, putting the pieces together. "Legendary is the highest we''ve seen so far. There''s one grade above that, Mythic. But it''s just a rank on paper; no one''s actually encountered one here."


    He added. "But Arcane-grade beast?"


    Karian spoke up, "Arcane-grade is actually above Mythic-grade, Atlas."


    Atlas paused, letting that sink in. "An Arcane-grade Beast attacked your island, and that''s how you lost it?"


    "Yes, My Lord," Lyrassa replied.


    Atlas tried to imagine just how powerful an Arcane-grade Beast would have to be.


    Karian added, "The highest-ranked beast I ever faced was Mythic-grade. Even then, nearly half my army was wiped out."


    "Did you win in the end?"


    "With all the sacrifices¡­ it was both a victory and a loss."


    Atlas nodded thoughtfully. "And what rank were you before being summoned here?"


    "I was a Rank 6 - Marshal. Just one rank below Lyrassa."


    "And Edrik?"


    "Edrik held Rank 5 - Guardian," Karian said. "And Mira was Rank 3 - Pathfinder."


    Morganna: at least Rank 8 - Overlord.


    Lyrassa: Rank 7 - Champion.


    Karian: Rank 6 - Marshal.


    Edrik: Rank 5 - Guardian.


    Mira: Rank 3 - Pathfinder.


    Atlas nodded slowly, piecing together everything he''d learned. It seemed that Standard Rank-S characters likely held ranks around Overlord. Rank-A characters, then, probably fell somewhere between Rank 3 and Rank 6. As for Exclusive Rank-S characters like Morganna, they might be at least Overlord, or possibly even higher.


    He still didn''t fully grasp the power scaling between each rank, but one thing was clear: on New Earth, Lords only went up to Rank 6 - Marshal, which had been Karian''s rank before his summoning.


    So right now, Karian''s experience placed him on par with the highest possible rank on New Earth. Meanwhile, Lyrassa and Morganna existed at levels beyond anything even attainable here.


    Atlas sighed, a sense of awe settling over him as he realized just how vast this world truly was, and beyond it, who knew how many other worlds lay out there.


    They had the knowledge, the experience. They''d only lost a portion of their original strength. He could hardly imagine just how desperate their situations must have been. Defeated, stripped of their full power, and then summoned to serve another Lord, a new awakened Lord!


    Still, maybe this was also a second chance for them.


    "If someday we could visit your original worlds," Atlas asked, "would it be possible to meet anyone you once knew there? Or even¡­ avenge your losses?"


    Karian considered this. "This world is still far from reaching that level. But anything is possible, so¡­ yes."


    "The Arcane-grade beast that destroyed my people¡­" Lyrassa murmured. "It will surely bring ruin not just to my original world, but perhaps to every world it encounters."


    Atlas''s expression grew serious. "Those high-grade beasts would destroy this world too, if they arrived before the Lords were ready, wouldn''t they?"


    "That''s exactly what happened to my world, My Lord," Lyrassa said.


    Atlas nodded thoughtfully. "And have you ever known someone at Overlord rank before? Just how powerful are they?"


    Karian''s expression grew serious. "Someone at Overlord rank is a being who has managed to claim their entire world, in every sense."


    "The whole world? The entire planet?"


    "Yes," Karian confirmed. "Their battles unfold between worlds, leaving great destruction and massive devastation in their wake."


    "So, you''re saying Morganna could actually be that powerful?" Atlas asked. "Is that why Edrik said she was likely on the level of a god?"


    Karian nodded. "Exactly. For someone at that level, power is nearly limitless, and the cost of wielding it is just as high." Sear?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Atlas then delved deeper into the nature of the Lord Battles, eagerly absorbing the insights Karian and Lyrassa shared.


    Through their stories, he learned that, despite her youthful appearance, Lyrassa was actually several centuries old. Karian, by contrast, had been around 150 years old at the time of his final defeat. Their extended lifespans alone spoke volumes about the vast experiences they had endured.


    Hearing all this, Edrik''s remark about New Earth still being in its infancy made even more sense; other worlds had already advanced through tens of thousands of years of progress and battles.


    Finally, they arrived at the Awakener Association Center.


    "All right," Atlas thought. "Let''s settle everything here first, then back to building my island!"

 Chapter 30 - Lyrassas Accidental Fan Club

    "Mister¡­ Atlas!" The receptionist behind the counter, a woman with short blonde hair, greeted him, her fingers poised over a virtual keyboard embedded in her desk."So, you''re looking for 30 to 40 combatants and around 10 workers, correct?" she confirmed.


    "Yes," Atlas replied, "and I''d also like to know what kind of budget I should prepare for that."


    The woman smiled, resting her hands on the desk. "We''ll do our best to find suitable candidates. But since you''re a newly awakened Lord with no track record yet¡ªand this being your first battle¡ªthe number of interested applicants might be on the smaller side."


    She paused to let her words sink in. "However, if you''re able to increase the pay rate, it could help attract more candidates. We''ll run an initial search and update you as soon as we have results."


    "Thanks," he replied with a nod.


    Hiring temporary mercenaries turned out to cost between 3 to 5 gold for a 14-day contract¡ªa steep price, given that he''d only managed to accumulate 1,000 gold so far. Recruiting around 40 people would mean an expense of 120¨C200 gold for two weeks, or up to 400 gold for a full month.


    Still, if he could find recruits who were truly dependable, the investment could pay off. Victory in battle would bring loot and rewards that could far exceed these upfront costs.


    Yet, the risks of war were real. Defeat could mean injuries, lasting disabilities, or even death for anyone under his command.


    For mercenaries joining a Lord, however, the rewards went beyond just gold. They''d gain access to Exp Orbs, which allowed for faster leveling, and the opportunity to earn specialized armor, weapons, and other valuable gear.


    After going through this phase of temporary hiring, some individuals sometimes choose to switch to long-term contracts. In doing so, they essentially pledge their lives to the Lord. Of course, this level of commitment only comes from deep respect and earned trust¡ªsomething not everyone can achieve so easily.


    Recruiting awakeners in this way is indeed one of the easiest ways to start on the path of a Lord, as it can quickly boost potential in the short term.


    Still, didn''t Atlas have access to Gacha, which granted him subordinates of far higher value than hired awakeners? Yet, a battle of this scale couldn''t be managed with just four or five people. He would still need more individuals to fill various roles. So, this approach remained necessary.


    "O¡­kay¡­" the woman said, glancing at her list. "I''ve also noted the materials you requested, and I''ll notify you as soon as I find sellers and reasonable prices. But just so you''re aware, the price for World Shards is around 150 to 200 gold per item. So you might need up to 600 gold if you''re looking to get three."


    Ah, just as he suspected¡ªthe price was steep.


    After that, Atlas acquired five Awakener Devices, which could also be used for communication. He planned to give one to each of his key subordinates. Without a reliable way to communicate over long distances, coordination became difficult. Like now, for example¡ªhe wouldn''t know if anything happened to Edrik, Morganna, or Mira while he was out with Karian and Lyrassa.


    Atlas moved toward the exit, passing through the large lobby, where he noticed a fair number of awakeners gathered in the space. But¡­ Why did he feel like their eyes were on him?


    Was it their clothing? No, they were dressed normally. Maybe it was Karian''s impressive height and build? But he was in regular clothes now, not the dragon armor he''d worn when he was first summoned.


    As they continued walking, Atlas finally noticed what Lyrassa was doing. She was waving to the people around them and occasionally even bowing.


    "What are you doing, Lyrassa?"


    "Oh¡­" Lyrassa turned to him with a giggle. "They were looking over at me¡­ so¡­ I''m just greeting them back?"


    "They''re only looking our way; no one''s actually saying anything to you."


    "They¡­ seem interested in me, like they want to talk," Lyrassa said.


    "Can you¡­ read their minds or something?"


    Lyrassa only answered with a smile. "Should I just ignore them, then, My Lord?"


    "It''s actually a bit strange if you''re that friendly in response. They might get the wrong idea about you. Besides¡­ you''re a bit too eye-catching for most people."


    "Huh¡­ why?" she asked, puzzled.


    Karian chimed in, "They probably think you''re interested in them, Lyrassa. Don''t be surprised if one of them approaches, hoping to ask you out or something."


    "Oh¡­ is that how it works?" she responded, looking genuinely confused. "What should I do, then?"


    "Just ignore it and act casually around strangers you don''t really know," Atlas suggested.


    "O¡­kay¡­" she said with a friendly smile.


    They continued walking outside, but Atlas couldn''t shake a growing sense of discomfort as nearly every man¡ªand even some women¡ªthey passed turned to stare. No, not at him, but at Lyrassa.


    Why hadn''t he noticed this sooner? Was it because he''d been too focused on serious discussions with the others?


    He glanced at Lyrassa, who was wearing a casual outfit with a knee-length skirt. Even her naturally slow pace¡ªsimply because she was a slow walker¡ªcame off as an elegant, graceful stride, almost like she was on a runway. Should he consider giving her a full robe that covered her head and body, something like a desert outfit?


    Atlas made a quick stop at a nearby shop to pick up some snacks and drinks to bring back to the hotel to share with the others. Yet even the cashier couldn''t help but stare at Lyrassa, completely entranced.


    "Sir, can I get my cake?" Atlas prompted. S§×ar?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Oh¡ªyes, sorry, heh¡­" The cashier snapped back to reality, his eyes still drawn to Lyrassa.


    And what did Lyrassa do? She giggled and gave him a little wave. "Hi¡­" she said sweetly.


    The poor guy froze, completely stunned.


    Atlas sighed, taking her by the hand and guiding her out. "Let''s go. We''ll find cake somewhere else."


    After a long trek around town, hunting for interesting food and pointless but cute souvenirs¡ªand enduring the constant stares from everyone they passed, along with keeping up with Lyrassa''s unhurried pace¡ªthey finally made it back to the hotel room.


    Atlas could only imagine the chaos if he''d brought Mira along too. That would have been a double dose of charm, overwhelming everyone around them. One amusing thought crossed his mind: he could probably rob people blind while they were distracted by Mira and Lyrassa''s combined allure. It would certainly make for an effective strategy.


    As they stepped inside, Atlas found Morganna seated in the common area, legs crossed, watching something on the television. Edrik was also there, just outside the room.


    He set the snacks and fresh fruit on the dining table, catching Morganna''s attention. She glanced their way.


    "Morganna, come here¡ªI''ve got some ice cream," he said, smiling warmly. "Have you ever tried anything like this?"


    Morganna looked over but quickly averted her gaze when she saw his smile. But, surprisingly, she got up and approached.


    Atlas handed her the ice cream. "Try it. This one can make anyone feel happier just from a single taste."


    Morganna took it, opened the container, and brought the spoonful to her mouth. The moment she tasted it, her face softened, brightening just a bit as she experienced the magic of the ice cream.


    Atlas grinned. Everything will be better from here.

 Chapter 31 - Setting the Stage for New Allies

    Atlas and the others gathered around the dining table, trying out all the snacks he''d brought. Karian, of course, was quick to grab whatever he liked and devour it at lightning speed. At one point, as Karian reached for another snack on the table, Morganna gave him a fierce look. He immediately hesitated and let her take it instead.Afterward, Atlas pulled out the Awakener Devices he''d acquired earlier and distributed them.


    "Activate these with your Mana," he explained. "They''re essentially communication devices with a range of other features. I''m sure we''ll find them useful. I''ve gotten one for each of you."


    He handed out the devices, and Edrik was the first to respond, quickly pressing a few interfaces on the screen and securing the device into his pocket. Karian, however, seemed a bit puzzled, struggling with his oversized thumbs on the small screen while Edrik watched in amusement, not offering any help.


    Atlas noticed Lyrassa simply staring at her device, not interacting with it. He moved closer, guiding her thumb to touch the screen. The device lit up green, signaling activation.


    "See? That''s all there is to it. Feel free to explore it, and let me know if you have any questions."


    Lyrassa stayed quiet, hesitantly tapping the screen with her index finger, a bit nervously exploring her new device.


    Atlas glanced over at Morganna, who was also staring at her device. He walked over and offered gently, "Hey, need a hand?"


    She didn''t respond, but neither did she turn him away.


    He moved closer, standing at her side, and his shoulder lightly brushed hers as he pointed at the screen.


    "Here, place your thumb right there."


    The Vampire Queen followed his instructions, her device lighting up with a soft glow. After a moment of watching the screen, she began tapping and navigating it on her own.


    Had any of them worked with advanced technology before?


    Yet, as he observed her, it was clear Morganna wasn''t as hesitant as Lyrassa had been; she adapted swiftly. Perhaps, in her own world, she''d been familiar with technology, just of a different design and purpose.


    After finishing up his explanation of the Awakener Devices and ensuring everyone was connected to him, Atlas turned his attention to some messages from the Awakener Association.


    They''d sent over a list of the supplies he needed. He took a sharp breath as he skimmed through it. The items would quickly drain about 300 gold from his funds. But at least this would allow him to build four Flame Beacons as soon as he returned to Gacha Haven.


    Surprisingly, Fire Crystals weren''t as expensive as he''d anticipated. True, he could hunt for more, but a full day of hunting had only earned him 30, while he needed 100 just to construct one Flame Beacon.


    No matter. The flame towers would be a valuable asset for defense against attacks, and four should be enough for the initial phase.


    However, one item immediately caught his attention: the World Shard. S§×ar?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He needed three of these to build a Gateway Altar, which would allow him to summon awakeners more easily. But the price was steep, between 150 to 200 gold per shard. And now, the Association was offering him three for a total of 480 gold coins?!


    Should he take the offer? 480 gold coins? That was a huge amount. With that money, he could almost pay for over 100 awakeners. Buying these World Shards now would nearly drain his gold reserves.


    Without a Gateway Altar, he''d be forced to keep returning to the lower lands to recruit awakeners, wasting valuable time.


    Visiting the lower lands might be enjoyable if he encountered advanced, welcoming cities like Veylamar, where they were now. But having to stop in harsh or hostile territories would make gathering resources a real challenge.


    The 480 gold coins were extremely precious to him at this stage. He decided he''d delay for a week; if he could secure more funds in other ways, he could reconsider the purchase.


    Besides, a single Rank-A item pull could fetch a good amount of gold if he sold it. Just imagine the value of the Epic-grade greatsword he''d pulled for Karian¡ªit would be worth a small fortune if put up for sale.


    But no, that sword was rare and valuable, and he couldn''t part with it. He''d have to find another way to secure the funds he needed.


    Atlas had secured all the essentials he needed. Food supplies, some critical tools, seeds, additional weapons, and clothing. Now, he could only hope to gather 30 awakeners quickly and head back to Gacha Haven.


    While he enjoyed his time in this city, which truly felt like a paradise for anyone with the money to buy what they wanted, he knew he couldn''t afford to get too comfortable. He had to make the most of his time here.


    That evening, he returned to the Awakener Association for a presentation to the assembled awakeners, followed by interviews and selection rounds with those interested in his offer.


    The event took place in a spacious room lined with rows of chairs facing a small stage prepared for Atlas and his team. He stood before the crowd, looking out at the faces of the awakeners who were intently studying him.


    Yes, that''s the look of assessment!


    They were gauging him, analyzing his potential as a Lord, as if to judge just how capable and promising he truly was, as a new awakened Lord!


    Once everyone had gathered, he received the final count, around 70 people had shown up. Not a small number at all. But no, selecting 30 out of 70 was too high a ratio, and he doubted they''d all meet his criteria.


    He''d already set clear requirements for his recruits. In terms of level, he''d asked for a minimum of level 35, and as for roles, he specified a need for combatants, support, and workers. Judging by the turnout, he was pleased with the balance in skill sets.


    His next task was to present himself to the group. He needed to gain their trust first, and then he''d narrow down the candidates to those who were willing to put their faith in him.


    Well, he wasn''t bad at talking. With a confident smile, he stepped forward and began.


    "Three days ago, I was just an awakener with F-rated spear talent," he began. "My other abilities? Useless in combat, barely scraping by with B and C ratings. I was trash. No, I was trash among the trash."


    "But tonight," he continued, "that so-called ''trash'' spear talent rated F? It''s now rated B. And I''ve gained a new, superior S-rated talent. Those pathetic B and C skills? They''ve evolved to A-rated."


    His speech clearly held their interest, and he knew their skepticism was melting just a little.


    "Not only that," he said, gesturing to the figures seated behind him, "I also have people I trust by my side. And yes, I summoned them myself."


    He gestured toward Karian. "Feel free to challenge Karian, the Dragon Warrior, one-on-one. He''ll take you on, any of you, without breaking a sweat. And as for the others, well¡­ you can imagine their abilities."


    He continued. "All this in just three days!"


    He paused, letting his words sink in. "I''m confident in leading my island to greatness. And if anyone doubts that¡­ you''re free to challenge my words."


    Hands shot up around the room, one, two, ten, twenty¡­ soon nearly everyone had their hand raised. But no, they weren''t volunteering to join. They were eager to challenge him, maybe even mock his apparent overconfidence.


    One man stood up, sneering. "That''s ridiculous! Who the hell would believe your nonsense? There''s no way anyone can accomplish that in three days. Either you''re a scammer, or you''re looking to exploit us."


    Atlas offered a thin smile, unfazed by the reaction.


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 Chapter 32 - The Shadowed Fang

    "If you can summon subordinates so easily, why bother recruiting? Just summon everything you need!""Yeah, admit it. You''re getting backup from higher-ranking Lords."


    "And where did you come from, anyway? You don''t look like you''re from around here."


    "A Lord with only one combat talent? Useless!"


    "Tell us about your power! Only then will we trust your ridiculous claim."


    "Show us, right here in front of us!"


    People continued to voice their frustration and skepticism, throwing challenge after challenge at Atlas. But he calmly responded to each one, his expression steady and unbothered.


    Sitting beside Edrik, Karian leaned over and commented, "Edrik, don''t you think Atlas needs to be a bit humble in this presentation?"


    Edrik gave a slight smile, shaking his head. "This whole Lords'' game is built for struggle and battle. He can''t afford to be humble."


    "Why not?"


    "He only has one chance, and he''s using every tool he has to make the most of it. He might even demonstrate his abilities right here in front of them."


    "What if those who don''t like him decide to turn on him?"


    "This is a safe zone. He''s protected here. Besides, we have an Overlord among us. His confidence isn''t without reason. In fact, I admire his approach. It''s exactly the kind of daring we need from him.


    And no, he''s not making this up. He''s calculated and knows what he''s doing."


    Karian nodded thoughtfully at Edrik''s words.


    Atlas answered their questions one by one.


    "To build a great island, I need a variety of talents. I''m starting with those who are willing to join me at this early stage. Those who will benefit most as the island progresses and grows."


    He continued, "Where I come from isn''t important. Lords aren''t bound by Unions or directly tied to the lower lands."


    "Yes, I have just one combat talent, Spear talent. But I also have Iron Will, Tactical Awareness, Instinctual Command, Reliable Aura, and an S-rated talent I recently acquired. This is only the beginning. There''s room for much more."


    The crowd began to fall silent, taking in his explanation. Those talents¡­ they understood their significance. These were the kinds of talents that could shape a Lord''s destiny, marking him as a natural leader meant to inspire and command.


    Atlas stepped down from the stage, moving toward them with steady, confident strides. His charisma radiated a calm authority, a complete, unshakable confidence that few could achieve. Even Edrik couldn''t help but feel that he himself lacked this level of self-assurance.


    "Have any of you ever played gacha games?" he asked, breaking the tension with an unexpected question.


    A few of them looked puzzled.


    "Ever play gacha games?" he asked, nodding to someone nearby.


    "Yeah, sometimes," someone beside him replied.


    "And you?" he turned to another.


    "Yes¡­ I spend most of my paycheck on gacha games," the man admitted, slightly embarrassed.


    "Anyone else?" Atlas looked around.


    A few more hands went up, and soon others raised their hands, perhaps out of curiosity. Atlas smiled, reading the crowd.


    He turned, walked back to the stage, and then summoned 10 standard tickets into his hands, letting them shimmer in his hand as he faced the audience again.


    "I have a Gacha System. Just like the games you''ve played. But real. And this is how I acquired so many powerful individuals in this early stage."


    A murmur of astonishment rippled through the crowd, some of them leaning in, eager to know more about this interesting system.


    "I can summon people, artifacts, and extraordinary items. And this," he gestured to the tickets, "is just a fraction of the summons I''m able to perform."


    Edrik gave a faint smile and murmured to Karian, "I feel like giving him a round of applause for this."


    "Yeah, this is bold," Karian replied, shaking his head slightly.


    "But he''s doing it in just the right way," Edrik continued. "Look, we''re not amateurs here. We were experienced Lords once. He''s giving us the kind of challenge we deserve."


    Karian nodded firmly. "Exactly. I crave challenges and epic battles. Just hearing him talk is getting me fired up."


    "He''s definitely the kind of Lord we can rely on. Gotta say, I love him," Edrik said.


    Karian shot him a look.


    "No homo," Edrik added.


    Atlas tossed the tickets into the air, watching as they slowly began to change color¡ªbrown, brown, brown, brown.


    He kept a calm smile, hoping for something impressive to display in front of the crowd. If not, he was prepared to go through 40 or 50 tickets if needed, determined to summon at least a powerful weapon or an impressive ally.


    Brown, brown. No purple? No Red?! Go Red!


    Then, at last, the final ticket shifted to purple.


    [You have obtained 9 Rank-B items and 1 Rank-A item!]


    Atlas could hear the murmurs from the crowd as they watched.


    "That''s pretty cool¡ªwhat does a purple ticket mean?"


    "Is it like the usual gacha game rules?"


    Atlas smiled at their curiosity. "Well, this is actually the worst result so far. 9 Rank-B and 1 Rank-A." He shrugged. "Let''s open them up one by one and see what we''ve got."


    [You have received 1 Rare Mana Surge Skill Scroll]


    Atlas grabbed the skill scroll that materialized and held it up for everyone to see.


    "A Rare-grade Mana Surge skill. I''ll be giving this to any mage who joins my team," he announced.


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    He took five Elite Exp Orbs from the air, holding them up with a knowing smile, aware that everyone recognized their value.


    [You have received 1 Rare Illusionary Mirage Skill Scroll]


    "Another skill for a mage," he commented, showing the scroll to the crowd.


    [You have received 10 Small Healing Potions]


    "Not bad. Healing Potions," he said, storing them with a nod.


    [You have received 1 Rare Poisoned Blade Skill Scroll]


    "Well, this is probably the most skill scrolls I''ve ever pulled at once," he said. "This one''s for any thief-class awakeners interested."


    [You have received 100 Units of Wood]


    [You have received 20 Units of Lumber]


    [You have received 5 Elite Exp Orbs]


    [You have received 20 Units of Iron Ingots]


    "Well, materials and a few more Exp Orbs," he concluded.


    Everyone was still focused on the Rank-A ticket Atlas had pulled, and he could feel the growing anticipation in the room. Some people even stood up, trying to get a better view of this rare gacha moment.


    Atlas took a slow breath and reached out to touch the purple ticket floating before him.


    Please, let this show them something extraordinary!


    The ticket hovered in the air for a tense moment, unresponsive. Everyone seemed to hold their breath.


    Then, suddenly, it began to tear, as if sliced by invisible blades. Once, then repeatedly¡ªuntil it was reduced to tiny fragments that drifted to the floor.


    From these fragments, a magical circle flared to life on the ground, and slowly, a shadowy figure began to form in front of Atlas. What is that? he thought, as the figure, cloaked in shadows, took shape, its true form still hidden.


    The entire room was captivated. They were witnessing a summoning unfold right before their eyes.


    The figure suddenly split, creating duplicates that scattered and sprinted to every corner of the room, moving as silent, shadowy blurs. The audience, caught completely off guard, froze in place, their eyes wide and fixed on the shadows darting around them.


    "Wait, what is that?"


    "Careful! Attack incoming!" someone shouted, panics rising in the crowd.


    One of the shadowy forms sped toward them with alarming speed. Instinctively, people raised their arms to shield themselves, but just before impact, the shadow dissipated into thin air.


    One by one, the shadowy figures vanished, leaving only a single form standing in front of Atlas. Slowly, it solidified, revealing its true shape¡­ a beastkin.


    An elder¡­ rat? His gray, weathered fur hinted at countless years of experience. An eyepatch covered his right eye, while his left remained sharp and steady, exuding a calm yet piercing gaze. He was dressed in traditional ninja attire, accented by subtle pieces of armor.


    The elder beastkin lowered himself into a deep bow.


    "My Lord," he spoke in a low, steady voice, "I am Kurogasa, the Shadowed Fang. I thank you for the honor of summoning me. From this day forward, my life, my skill, and my shadows are yours to command."


    [You have received Rank-A Character: Kurogasa - The Shadowed Fang]


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 Chapter 33 - New Recruits and a Sweet Deal

    So, an elder rat ninja?Atlas smiled, intrigued by Kurogasa, the new summon standing before him. At first glance, Kurogasa appeared immensely capable. His curiosity got the better of him, and he quickly checked the summon''s status.


    [Name: Kurogasa]


    [Level: 55]


    [Strength: 145 | Agility: 317 | Intelligence: 87 | Constitution: 89 | Stamina: 150]


    [Job: Specialized Fighters]


    [Precision Strikes (S) - Rapid Reflexes (S) - Unseen Movement (A) - Dual-Wielding Dexterity (S) - Mind over Matter (A) - Hoarder''s Instinct (A) - Observation Mastery (A)]


    Just as he''d expected¡ªthree talents rated S! And the rest? All A-rated. This was Kurogasa in his "downgraded" version; who knew how powerful he could become as he continued to grow?


    [Precision Strikes: Kurogasa''s experience gives him an uncanny ability to hit weak points, maximizing the damage of each attack, especially when he is undetected.]


    [Rapid Reflexes: His agility allows him to dodge most attacks instinctively, making him exceptionally hard to hit in close-quarters combat.]


    [Unseen Movement: With a talent for moving without making a sound, Kurogasa can blend into his surroundings, slipping away unnoticed even in dangerous areas.]


    [Dual-Wielding Dexterity: Skilled in wielding two small weapons or using his tail for added strikes, he can attack with multiple tools and weapons seamlessly.]


    Atlas noted that four of Kurogasa''s talents perfectly complemented his fighting style, particularly his skill in wielding multiple tools and weapons.


    [Mind over Matter: Even in exhausting conditions, Kurogasa''s mental discipline allows him to push through fatigue, hunger, or injuries better than most, making him a resilient survivor.]


    Mind Over Matter, this highlighted his resilient nature as a beastkin rat, giving him an impressive level of survivability that would be invaluable in tough situations.


    [Hoarder''s Instinct: Kurogasa has a strong inclination to stash small, seemingly useless items he finds interesting or shiny, which occasionally makes his pockets cluttered]


    Hoarder''s Instinct, well, this one might not be particularly useful in battle.


    [Observation Mastery: He notices tiny details that others might overlook, from subtle shifts in posture to hidden compartments. This allows him to analyze his enemies'' weaknesses or spot hidden traps.]


    Observation Mastery, this talent was ideal for his role as a ninja, enhancing his perception and making him a formidable scout and strategist.


    "Welcome to the team, Kurogasa. But please, do me the favor of calling me by my name¡ªjust Atlas," Atlas replied with a nod.


    "This is how I show my respect to my leader, My Lord," Kurogasa responded humbly.


    Atlas smiled, amused by the Ninja Rat''s formality. He couldn''t help but wonder if this master had other ninja apprentices¡­ like, say, Ninja Turtles?


    "Please, join the others," he said, gesturing toward the group.


    Karian, Edrik, and Lyrassa stood to welcome their new companions, but the highest among them remained seated, legs crossed, watching with an uninterested expression.


    Atlas turned back to face the Awakeners, surprised to see that some who had simply been standing before now moved forward, a few even breaking into a run. The one at the front dropped to one knee before him.


    "Lord Atlas, your display of greatness has left me in awe. I''m convinced you are destined for greatness. Please, accept my loyalty," he pledged earnestly.


    Another quickly followed suit, kneeling beside the first. "Lord Atlas, please, accept my loyalty too. I''m a trained chef, fully licensed. I''ll cook you the best meals you''ve ever had!"


    "My Lord, please allow me to serve you as well. I am an archer."


    Those further back, still with their hands half-raised, stood frozen, bewildered. Should they, too, declare their loyalty? Doing so would mean pledging themselves fully to the Lord, no longer acting as merely paid mercenaries.


    Five, six, twelve, twenty-seven¡ªall knelt, one after another, each offering their devotion.


    Atlas took a small step back as more and more of them eagerly proclaimed their loyalty to him. When the number reached thirty, he lifted his hand.


    "Please, that''s enough," he said.


    "My Lord, please, allow me to follow you too," one voice insisted.


    "Hold on. Listen to me," Atlas replied, and they fell silent immediately.


    "My island is still small, and I don''t yet have enough space to accommodate all of you. Remember, this is only my third day. But I promise I''ll contact you again. I''ve kept all of your contracts on record."


    "But My Lord," someone pleaded, "I don''t mind sleeping outside if it means I can join you!"


    "Please, My Lord, allow us."


    Atlas raised his right hand once more. "This is my decision," he said firmly. "I''ll bring along the first thirty who pledged their loyalty to me."


    With that, he turned to leave, meeting Edrik''s gaze as he passed. Edrik gave a respectful bow, ready to manage those who remained.


    Atlas strode out of the room, followed closely by his subordinates.


    He had already assessed most of the thirty who had pledged their loyalty. Atlas knew that at least seventy percent of them were reasonably skilled in their roles. As for the rest? Well, he respected the quickness with which they''d chosen to follow him.


    Life as an Awakener had always been a brutal path. They had made their choice: to either scrape by on the lower lands as common Awakeners or to serve under a lord on the Floating Islands. Fighting to secure their place and risking their lives was the only option available to them.


    If they were willing to work hard, and with the right support from him, Atlas was confident they could all grow into something formidable.


    Not bad¡ªthirty new recruits without spending a single gold coin. Well, not exactly without cost. Those who pledged loyalty accepted smaller gold payments, but they received rewards in other forms: a share of the spoils, gear upgrades, Exp Orbs, skill scrolls, and the like. It was part of the Lord''s responsibility to help them grow, because, after all, they would become his strength.


    Now the real challenge was finding a way to house them all, as the single Residential Hut he owned wasn''t nearly enough for the whole group.


    It looked like he''d need to build more as soon as he got back.


    With this, he could put off building the Gateway Altar for a bit. He''d spend at least one night in this city¡­ and maybe the next day too¡­ to enjoy what it had to offer. Honestly, having a bit of fun couldn''t hurt. It would also give him a chance to strengthen his bond with his subordinates. Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Good bonding meant a stronger team, after all.


    Still, he couldn''t help but wonder what Mira was up to up there. Who knew, maybe she''d surprise him with another unexpected benefactor? Free resources were always welcome.


    Atlas came to a halt, prompting the others to stop as well. They were still in the lobby of the Awakener Association center. He turned directly toward Morganna, who met his gaze with a look that seemed to say, What do you want?!


    "You remember that floating bike from this afternoon. The Dune Phantom?" he asked casually.


    Karian caught on immediately, bowing slightly before heading off. Lyrassa, too, gave a small bow and followed behind Karian.


    "Feel free to float, it''s all right," he called after her.


    Lyrassa nodded and lifted herself gracefully into the air, floating ahead to catch up with Karian.


    "What do you want?" Morganna said.


    "I got access to the Dune Phantom¡­ No, actually, I have one now," Atlas replied. "And¡­ They told me this city has an amazing view from above."


    Atlas had received the Dune Phantom as a gift from the Awakener Association. Why were they being so generous? It seemed this was their way of building good relations with promising Lords.


    "Flying isn''t exactly new to me."


    "Well, they also have incredible ice cream at the top of the tallest building in the city, and the view from up there is supposed to be¡­ divine," he added, this time with a slight smile.


    Morganna stayed silent for a moment, as did Atlas. The quiet standoff between them began to draw curious glances from the people nearby.


    "Hey, isn''t that the new lord who''s been recruiting everyone?"


    "Yeah, but who''s the woman with him? She''s¡­ wow. So Hot!"


    "She''s his summon."


    "No way! I wish I could summon someone like that."


    After a few seconds, Morganna broke the silence. "I''m only going for the ice cream."


    "Good enough," he replied, smiling at her response.


    Suddenly, Edrik''s words echoed in his mind, as if whispered right in his ear: "Atlas, treat her well. Remember, she''s your first wife."


    Damn it, Edrik, shut up!

 Chapter 34 - An Immortals Tale on Hovered Trails

    Atlas walked with Morganna to the building''s parking area, where rows of vehicles lined the lot, ranging from sleek cars to advanced bikes. A man in a black suit awaited him by one of the vehicles, offering a respectful bow as they approached."Mr. Atlas Blackthorn, I''m a representative from the Association, here to present this gift for you," the man said courteously.


    "This is¡­ well, really exciting for me. But seriously, you''re giving it away for free?" S§×arch* The N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "It''s a gesture of goodwill," the man explained, "to build a positive relationship with promising Lords. And I heard you just secured a solid team of Awakeners to work with you? I''m pleased to hear it."


    The man then walked Atlas through the basics, demonstrating the vehicle''s features.


    "Connect your Device here, and it will sync automatically with your Awakener Device. I see you also hold a license for floating vehicles, good to know."


    "Yeah, I registered for it ages ago, hoping I''d get my hands on one someday," Atlas admitted.


    "This is the commercial version of the Dune Phantom. It doesn''t come equipped with the offensive systems used by soldiers, but this is the latest model. I hope you enjoy it. And please, reach out if you need any further assistance."


    He continued, "And here''s the safety belt, which keeps you securely attached to the bike. It also has an emergency parachute installed, in case of a critical situation." He pointed to a compartment of the bike.


    "Yes, thanks," Atlas replied, taking one and fastening it around himself.


    With that, the man left, leaving Atlas alone with his new hover bike! He could barely contain his excitement at receiving such an incredible gift.


    How much would this have cost if he''d bought it himself? Seriously, they just gave it away? This Empire must truly be swimming in wealth.


    Atlas climbed onto his bike, activating the auto-drive feature with a light touch. He smiled as a soft hum resonated from the vehicle. It was a sound that came from the processed Monster Core powering it.


    Monster cores, harvested from hunting creatures, were then refined and used as energy sources. Once fully charged, this bike could run for one to two months without needing a recharge.


    Sure, he had his magic Floating Throne too, a far more advanced craft that could carry several people and respond to his mental commands alone. But still, this bike was part of a long-held dream of his, a gift he cherished deeply and had no intention of letting go.


    He turned to Morganna, who stood with her arms crossed.


    "Come on," he said, patting the back seat. The vehicle began to hover gently.


    To his surprise, Morganna sat side-saddle without a word. Maybe this was his chance to talk to her more. Honestly, he needed to get to know everyone on a deeper level. They were going to share the same fate, face countless challenges together, hovering between life and death. It only made sense to understand their personalities, not just treat them like tools or subordinates.


    The Dune Phantom glided forward with remarkable smoothness. Atlas could feel the rush of excitement welling up inside him, the thrill, the sheer exhilaration. It was like a jolt of energy he wanted to scream out, a laugh he could barely keep in.


    "Woohoo, this is amazing! Hahaha!" he burst out, unable to hold it back any longer.


    He glanced at Morganna. "Sorry, it''s my first time," he said, chuckling. But she didn''t respond.


    The Dune Phantom sped along their path, then smoothly lifted to the elevated track set for hover vehicles. Soon, the city skyline that had been distant and below came into full view. Digital billboards cast a vivid glow across their faces, while the hum of other vehicles and the wind rushing past filled the air around them.


    The bike cruised at a moderate pace. He wanted to savor this experience, hovering through such an advanced city. The excitement on his face was impossible to hide.


    The bike veered onto a quieter path, perfect for a leisurely ride through the city. But as they continued, a noticeable silence lingered between them.


    Now, he thought, how on earth should he start a conversation with this Overlord Rank Vampire Queen?


    "Hi," he said.


    Morganna sat sidesaddle, leaning her left shoulder lightly against his back. He glanced over his shoulder, trying to read her expression, but she only gave him a quick sidelong look without responding.


    "Were you¡­ an Overlord back there? In your world?" he asked gently, hoping to connect with her, or maybe just to understand her a little better.


    "Immortal."


    Damn!


    Wait! No way!


    Atlas''s mind scrambled to process that single word.


    First, yes, she''d actually answered his question with a straightforward response, which felt like a victory in itself. But second, holy hell! Immortal?! She was at Immortal rank?! Even higher than Edrik and Karian had predicted?


    Atlas swallowed hard, mind reeling as he tried to imagine the sheer scope of her power in her original world. Flying through the air at supersonic speeds? Crumbling mountains with a flick of her fingers? Unleashing devastation with a single skill cast? Could she actually reduce New Earth to rubble if she wanted to?


    "Immortal¡­" he echoed, almost breathless, struggling to find words that could match the weight of what she''d just said.


    "That''s¡­ so high, so godlike, so¡­ magnificent." He shook his head slightly. "I honestly don''t know how else to express my awe."


    "It was a long journey," she continued.


    This was gold! Hearing Morganna finally open up was a rare and priceless moment.


    Atlas focused all his attention on her words, listening intently.


    "Five¡­" she started, then paused, "five thousand years."


    Atlas swallowed hard. Holy damn. Morganna was even older than Lyrassa, ten times her age, in fact. To her, Lyrassa must seem like a mere child, and Atlas himself, probably just an insignificant insect.


    He couldn''t help but wonder just how vast, how brutal, how epic her battles must have been, each one pushing her closer to the Immortal rank. And yet, in the end, they''d brought her here, summoned as a subordinate to a newly awakened Lord who could barely wield a spear.


    "You wouldn''t survive what I''ve been through," she said after a long silence.


    "I won''t pretend I would," he replied quietly.


    "Humans are¡­ fragile. Short-lived. Nothing special about them," she continued. "No survival mechanisms worth mentioning. They''re just that weak¡­ and useless."


    Well, she wasn''t wrong. Humans, on average, only lived about 60 years. Even the Awakened could only hope to double that, and even then, it was still brief compared to someone like her, who had existed for thousands of years.


    "I can see where you''re coming from," he replied.


    Could humans live longer? Sure, but for a pure human to even reach 200 required intense dedication, and most didn''t make it that far. Unless... they did something drastic to alter their bodies, sacrificing their humanity in the process.


    "Become a vampire, and you''ll have more time to live," Morganna said, prompting Atlas to turn toward her again.


    ***


    (Author''s Note:)


    Morganna just revealed her Immortal rank and even offered Atlas a path to longevity by becoming a vampire! ????


    It''s pretty rare for her to open up like this, and she''s finally sharing her view of humans, fragile, short-lived, and nothing special in her eyes. But can Atlas really accept that offer, knowing it might mean giving up parts of his humanity?


    How do you think he should respond?

 Chapter 35 - Eat, Play, and Return to Pure Cuteness

    The Dune Phantom was an exclusive vehicle designed solely for Awakeners, outfitted with features that synced only with those who could channel Mana through their bodies. What magnificent technology humanity has achieved over the ages.The vehicle approached the high building''s rooftop, where a designated landing pad awaited, and touched down with a seamless glide. Atlas dismounted, followed by Morganna, who now wore her original attire: a striking red dress layered with light armor over her torso. It gave her an elegant yet formidable look.


    They headed toward the city''s famous sky caf¨¦, guided by an attendant. Even in such a luxurious setting, filled with refined and wealthy patrons, Morganna''s presence commanded attention, drawing every gaze her way as they entered.


    They settled at a table near the edge, granting them a stunning, panoramic view of the city lights sparkling beneath the night sky.


    The table interface lit up, allowing them to browse the menu and order directly.


    Atlas scanned through the options, quietly making selections without saying much to Morganna.


    "This one looks good," he murmured, picking a dish. "And this one, too."


    He continued down the menu, pointing at various options. "This, this, and¡­ this one."


    Whatever this Vampire Queen''s stomach was made of, it seemed she could easily rival Karian''s appetite¡ªthough, in her case, it was mostly sweets.


    Soon, the food arrived, one dish after another. Atlas nudged a few plates her way without a word, and she took them, equally silent. Without hesitation, she dug into the first ice cream that caught her eye. And yes! He caught it! A smile, faint and fleeting, but unmistakable, gracing the Vampire Queen''s lips.


    Atlas grinned inwardly, thrilled. He''d just discovered the ultimate secret weapon to thaw this frozen-hearted Vampire Queen: a frozen treat!


    They enjoyed the meal in silence, both eating steadily, with Atlas doing his best to keep up with her pace so she wouldn''t feel like she was the only one indulging.


    "Enjoying it?" he asked, breaking the quiet.


    Morganna glanced at him, hesitated, then nodded. "Yes¡­"


    Damn! She answered!


    After that, the conversation felt easier, even if every topic she brought up seemed to circle back to the Lord''s struggles and battles.


    "You could become far more powerful than you are now," she said. "With my support."


    "I intend to. I''ll show you my resolve and dedication," he replied.


    "Satisfy me with your progress," she said. "But, I have high standards."


    He studied her, though she kept her gaze down, focused on her plate.


    "Thanks," he said, grateful for this rare opening she''d given him, though he held back the rest of what he wanted to say.


    Tonight had been incredibly valuable. Finally, a real conversation with Morganna. He felt like he''d glimpsed a deeper side of the vampire queen. It was a night he wouldn''t soon forget. Time to head back to the hotel.


    After a long and exhausting day, the night seemed to vanish in the blink of an eye.


    By morning, Atlas had made up his mind to take his subordinates out to explore the city one last time. This was their final day in Veylamar, and he wanted to make the most of it. After all, who knew when they''d have the chance to return?


    They started with a tour around the city''s best spots, picking up a few items they''d had their eyes on.


    Then, they hit the bowling alley.


    Atlas showed everyone the basics, and Edrik quickly got the hang of it. But when it was Karian''s turn, chaos ensued. He hurled the bowling ball with such force that he broke the machine. Atlas could only sigh and rub his forehead as he paid for the damages.


    Next, they tried their hand at golf. Once again, things went awry. Karian smacked the ball so hard it shot clear out of the course.


    "That''s not how you play the game!" Atlas scolded.


    "Sorry, Atlas, but what''s the fun in this?" Karian replied with a shrug. "I''m used to swinging my greatsword at monsters, not a tiny ball." sea??h th§× Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Fine, let''s find something else then."


    But just as they were about to leave, Kurogasa stepped up for a swing. He hit the ball with uncanny precision, and everyone watched, wide-eyed, as it soared across the green¡ªand dropped straight into the hole.


    "Lucky shot?" Atlas asked, raising an eyebrow.


    "No, I think he''s just that precise," Edrik replied with a grin.


    They headed next to a fancy all-you-can-eat restaurant. Atlas chuckled to himself, imagining the shock the restaurant owner was in for¡ªafter all, he''d brought along someone with an appetite the size of a pocket dimension.


    Karian didn''t hold back, grabbing anything that caught his eye and piling it onto their table, all because Atlas had told him he could eat whatever he wanted.


    The dining time was capped at 90 minutes, but even after just one hour, the waitstaff were starting to look nervous, and the manager kept glancing over with increasing anxiety.


    As their time drew to a close, the manager approached their table, his face pale.


    "Thank you for your visit, sir," he said shakily. He probably meant to add "We look forward to welcoming you back," but the words never came.


    Atlas left the restaurant thoroughly satisfied, chuckling to himself the whole way out.


    Well, it had been a fun, short vacation! Thank you, Veylamar. He would definitely miss this city. But now it was time to return to Gacha Haven.


    The real haven awaited him, not exactly a haven, actually, more like a hell that he was determined to turn into a paradise.


    He wondered briefly what Mira had been up to on her own.


    As evening approached, Atlas, along with his subordinates, headed to the meeting point outside the city wall, where thirty Awakeners he had recruited were waiting. The moment they stepped beyond the city''s perimeter, he spotted the group gathered there, each one bowing respectfully to greet him.


    "My Lord, we''re excited for this journey," one of them said earnestly.


    Atlas nodded, then looked to Edrik. "Is everything prepared?"


    "Yes," Edrik replied. "Documents, contracts, equipment, supplies. I''ve confirmed we''re set for the next thirty days."


    "Good, that''s the first hurdle cleared," Atlas said with satisfaction.


    Then a thought struck him. "Jackpot, quick question. Can the teleportation pad handle this many people at once?"


    [Host, lucky for you, the teleportation pad can hold up to 100 people. Just open the portal and let them step through one by one.]


    Perfect!


    With everything ready, Atlas activated the portal. A magic circle formed on the ground, and a surge of energy shot upward in a radiant cylinder.


    "Wait for me on the other side," Atlas instructed.


    One by one, Karian, Lyrassa, Morganna, and the new recruits entered the portal. Edrik gave a respectful bow, then motioned for Atlas to step through. With a nod, Atlas followed.


    A few seconds later, he emerged on the other side and found himself on¡­ what was this?!


    An island blanketed in flowers, with trees, lush grass, and a gentle stream flowing nearby. And there, right in front of her, was Mira, her face lit up with a wide smile as she greeted him.


    "My Lord¡­ I''ve been waiting for you to return. I''m so happy to see you again! I prepared a wonderful surprise just for you¡­" she said with that adorably SWEET SMILE!


    Too cute¡­ nearly every new recruit looked completely enchanted, captivated by the sound of her voice alone.


    ***


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 Chapter 36 - A Carrot Farewell

    Atlas gazed past Mira''s impossibly cute, innocent expression and took in the view around them¡ªlush grass, blooming flowers, and even¡­ a river? How?!He followed the river''s course, tracing it back to its source: the Aqua Crystal Karian had planted just a few days before. The crystal fed the river, which then wound its way out to the edge of the island. Impressive.


    "What do you think, My Lord?" Mira asked.


    "Magnificent!" he replied with a smile. "You''ve truly transformed this place beautifully, Mira." sea??h th§× nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Yay!" Mira cheered, jumping up with delight. Atlas quickly shifted his gaze to the other side, trying to distract himself. Her cuteness was overwhelming! It was an overdose!


    Atlas then headed over to the camp setup, followed by Mira and Edrik. He was eager to start placing the necessary structures right away. With the materials he''d already secured, he should be able to construct everything available for this initial stage of his island.


    He started with a few more residential huts.


    "My Lord, put one here, another there¡­ and one over there," Mira suggested, pointing at the holographic map of the island that floated in front of them.


    Atlas had never imagined his small island could be this beautiful if not for Mira''s touch. She''d even thoughtfully planned out specific spots to place each structure around the island.


    He quickly queued up three more residential huts, then added four Flame Beacons, carefully positioned at four points encircling the island.


    He also constructed a Training Ground, deciding that one would be enough since he planned to take the troops to a nearby island for practice.


    Training through hunting would be far more effective, allowing them to not only sharpen their combat skills but also gain experience points and secure loot from any monsters they encountered.


    With everything set up smoothly, they turned their attention to organizing living arrangements for the troops and workers. A rotation for sleeping shifts was established, allowing the others to focus on their assigned duties.


    Two cooks had already been appointed to manage the island''s food supply. A sufficient number for now, as they would be fully dedicated to preparing meals for everyone on the island.


    Atlas then divided the troops into teams. With 24 combatants, he organized them into four groups, each with at least one tank and one support member. Some teams were a bit short on mages, while others lacked range combatants, but for now, the setup would suffice.


    He gave each team a name that was easy to remember: Aether, Blaze, Cinder, and Dusk¡ªcool and straightforward. Aether and Blaze would be under Edrik''s command, while Cinder and Dusk would report to Karian.


    And Kurogasa? The Ninja Rat would be Atlas''s personal trainer. After some consideration, they realized Kurogasa was perfect for the role. Kurogasa was a master of multiple martial arts and weapon types, as well as a close-combat expert with over a hundred years of battle experience. It was an invaluable resource of skills and knowledge that Atlas was eager to tap into.


    Kurogasa also had far better stealth skills than Edrik, making him the perfect choice as Atlas''s personal bodyguard. He would remain hidden in the shadows, conducting reconnaissance and keeping a vigilant watch over him.


    Night fell, marking the first evening on the Floating Island for many of the new arrivals. Mira had even prepared a small stage where Atlas could stand as he addressed everyone gathered around.


    "This is your home. This is our home!" he called out, his voice strong.


    "Together, we will build this island into the greatest kingdom you''ve ever dreamed of!"


    His words were met with enthusiastic cheers.


    "Make friends! Get to know each other! Protect each other! This journey won''t be easy. I''m sure you all know that. But if we face it together, with friends, with comrades, I know we can overcome anything!" he continued, his voice full of charisma and conviction.


    Edrik gave a small, approving clap. "He really has what it takes to be a leader."


    "Yeah, something I didn''t have in the past," Karian admitted.


    Out of the 30 people Atlas had brought to the island, there were 22 men and 8 women. Two of those women had even been chosen to lead teams¡ªone a powerful mage, and the other a talented archer. With two teams led by women and two by men, Atlas felt a strong balance among his commanders.


    The next morning began at dawn, with everyone busy preparing for their first expedition.


    Nearly the entire group would be joining the hunt, leaving only Mira and a few workers on the island. Even the cooks were planning to set up and prepare meals at the hunting site. It was so early that the sun was only just breaking over the horizon.


    Atlas stood with Edrik, discussing their destination.


    "This island here has a more comfortable and safer environment," Edrik said, pointing to a nearby spot on the map.


    "But wouldn''t that mean it''s likely crowded, given how safe it is?" Atlas replied.


    "Correct. You''ve grasped that quickly," Edrik said, nodding.


    Atlas considered their options. "Then we should pick something a bit more challenging but still manageable," he mused. "Flare Peak."


    Edrik nodded. "Flare Peak has monsters averaging above level 40, but in numbers we can handle. With Karian, myself, Master Kurogasa, and even Morganna, we should be able to manage it."


    "So we''ll be able to train everyone while facing threats that aren''t overwhelming." Atlas said, confirming their plan.


    "I agree," Edrik replied.


    With a group this large, it might take three or four days for everyone to secure their fire resistance necklaces. But for today, they agreed to go without any fire resistance gear¡ªa test to harden their resolve!


    Everyone was ready.


    Lyrassa floated among the group, her presence ethereal in the quiet dawn. The soft hum of flowers blooming around her filled the air, audible in the morning stillness. Her natural fragrance was so enchanting that a few of the troops seemed almost spellbound, their steps faltering slightly as they got lost in her charm.


    With a gentle grace, she came to a stop beside Atlas.


    Next, Karian walked over, towering and imposing, his massive frame catching everyone''s eye.


    Kurogasa appeared without a sound, emerging from the shadows to stand directly behind Atlas.


    And then came Morganna. Without any warning, she landed beside Atlas with a loud thud, startling a few people and drawing everyone''s attention. She stood there calmly, her expression entirely unfazed, as if her dramatic entrance were the most natural thing in the world.


    Atlas opened the portal, and one by one, everyone stepped through until only he and Edrik remained. Just then, Mira came running over to them.


    "My Lord, I have a fresh harvest of carrots for you! They''re sweet and good for the body," she said, giggling with that innocent charm of hers.


    Atlas took the carrot, freshly pulled from the earth, with bits of soil still clinging to it.


    "Thanks, Mira. Take care of our home; we''ll be back by nightfall."


    "Bye, My Lord¡­!" Mira waved her hand high, even though he was standing right in front of her.


    With a final nod, Atlas turned and stepped into the portal, Edrik following close behind.


    The journey to building the strongest army in the world had officially begun!

 Chapter 37 - Unbreakable Routine is Kicking in

    Atlas stood at a decent landing spot they''d found¡ªa relatively high plateau where the magma wasn''t as intense as in other parts of the island. From there, their visibility was somewhat limited due to the thick mist rising around them, obscuring much of the view.They waited as Kurogasa scouted the surrounding area. Meanwhile, a few members began setting up a temporary camp, arranging cooking gear and preparing areas for rest.


    The Aether team was led by a woman named Zara, an archer. Blaze was commanded by Kaida, a fire mage. Cinder was led by Garen, a tanker, and Dusk by Ronan, another skilled archer. They would be split into two squads: Aether and Blaze would follow Edrik, while Cinder and Dusk would join Karian.


    Atlas still needed more key leaders he could rely on to oversee the teams as a whole. He''d briefly considered bringing Mira, but worried that her presence might distract the troops too much.


    In truth, he hadn''t been keen on letting Lyrassa join the hunt either, as her presence could be just as distracting for many. However, he decided it was necessary. His troops needed to get used to the alluring aura she gave off and learn to maintain focus, as they''d eventually be fighting in formation together.


    Kurogasa reappeared from the shadows in front of Atlas, offering a slight bow. He informed Atlas that the hunting area ahead was clear, not of monsters, but of any other potential Lords who might be hunting nearby.


    "I didn''t spot anyone using the same area we''re about to explore, My Lord," Kurogasa concluded.


    "Good, thanks for the recon," Atlas replied.


    With that, they split into two groups and set out, each team ready to begin their hunting routines. Meanwhile, Lyrassa would rotate between Edrik''s and Karian''s groups to ensure no one sustained serious injuries during the hunt.


    Morganna, the Vampire Queen, sat near the camp area, close to the cooks as they prepared the food. She watched them with a flat, unreadable expression that made the cooks visibly nervous. One of them, a young woman, was so rattled that she dropped a pot onto the ground with a loud clang.


    "Ah¡­ sorry¡­ sorry, I didn''t mean to! I''ll clean it up," she stammered, clearly flustered.


    Atlas stepped forward, picking up the pot to help.


    "My Lord, please, I''ll handle it!"


    "It''s okay. Take it easy," Atlas replied, smiling reassuringly.


    Then he pulled two Flaming Collars from his inventory. "Here, use these. They''ll help you feel more comfortable in this environment."


    The two cooks, a young woman in her early twenties and a young man around eighteen, looked up at him earnestly.


    "My Lord, it''s okay. We''ll be more careful, and we''re committed to improving our levels too. So, with all due respect, we''ll follow the others'' example and go without the fire resistance items."


    Atlas nodded and stored the items back in his inventory. "Alright. I''ll be training nearby. And Morganna¡­" he turned to check on her, but¡ª


    Morganna was already gone. Where on earth had she slipped off to? It seemed Atlas really did need to summon another reliable person for oversight.


    "Well, I''ll be right here if you need anything. Just shout, and Master Kurogasa will hear you in no time."


    "Understood, My Lord," they replied with a respectful nod.


    Atlas moved to a more secluded area with Kurogasa, the Ninja Rat, by his side.


    Bare-chested and barefoot, wearing only minimal gear, he was ready to push his endurance against the intense heat. Standing face-to-face, he waited for the Master''s instructions.


    "My Lord, I''ll start from the basics. Please let me know if any of this is already familiar to you," Kurogasa began.


    Atlas nodded. "I''ll listen to everything, even if it''s a review. Your perspective and experience are valuable. I''m starting from zero."


    Kurogasa gave a bow, then continued. "We have the ability to allocate stat points within our bodies, or enhance different parts of ourselves through this magical mechanism. But remember, it''s not a limitless power we can tap into at will. It reflects the maximum potential we can currently handle."


    He paused, letting his words sink in, giving Atlas a moment to absorb it fully.


    Kurogasa''s point was clear: even though someone could improve themselves by leveling up and increasing their stats, it didn''t mean they could wield those upgrades to their full potential right away. Reaching that point required training, control, and an understanding of one''s own limits.


    "Most people only manage to use about 30% of their potential," Kurogasa continued. "The rest goes to waste. Because of this, they can''t deal optimal damage or cast magic with true efficiency. They tire easily in battle due to ineffective movements, lose stamina quickly, and fail to harness their full potential."


    Atlas nodded slowly, realizing the weight of the Ninja Rat''s words.


    "That''s why, My Lord, to unlock our full potential, or to gain new talents, enhance existing abilities, and acquire unique skills, we must train relentlessly," Kurogasa emphasized.


    "We need to understand ourselves completely: our strengths, our weaknesses, inside and out. Sharpen our instincts, refine our skills, and expand our knowledge. Only through hard, continuous training can one truly push beyond ordinary limits, or even reach new heights that no one has achieved before."


    With the right training and focus, a person could develop new talents or even upgrade and evolve their existing ones.


    Atlas currently had only one combat talent: Measured Strikes. He had also acquired a valuable support talent, Bloodbound Vigor, though it was designed to buff his entire team rather than enhance his individual abilities.


    He knew he needed to evolve further¡ªupgrade his combat talent or even unlock a new one. His goal was to prepare himself for his next advanced class, ensuring it would bring him a powerful upgrade.


    But whatever lay ahead, his Unbreakable Routine talent, an S-rated skill he''d had from the beginning, was already kicking in. Once he established a routine, he could focus with such intensity that nothing could disturb his determination. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Your first training is to build physical endurance," Kurogasa continued. "To optimize your awareness of your body''s limits and weaknesses. Knowing this is a wisdom every warrior must possess."


    "We will run laps around this area for four hours, My Lord," he added. "Barefoot. And without using any healing potions or buff spells."


    Atlas couldn''t help but smile. Kurogasa certainly knew how to make training rigorous.


    "Please, don''t hold back, Master Kurogasa. I''m ready."


    Kurogasa gave a respectful bow. "I am here to guide you to your best, My Lord."


    ***


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 Chapter 38 - Four Hours to Hell and Back

    Atlas immediately began running down the hillside, feeling the searing heat of the scorched earth beneath his bare feet. Even a moment''s lapse in focus could send him stumbling dangerously close to the magma river below. A fall that would be disastrous.[Name: Atlas Blackthorn]


    [Level: 44]


    [Strength: 170 | Agility: 74 | Intelligence: 59 | Constitution: 78 | Stamina: 75]


    Atlas might have reached level 44, but his total stats were still relatively average. By comparison, he had 456 stat points in total, while Kurogasa, at level 55, boasted a staggering 788 stat points.


    The difference was stark. Kurogasa''s stats rivaled those of someone at level 78, highlighting just how far apart they were in terms of raw power.


    It was a clear reminder that level alone didn''t define a person''s combat potential. True strength came from the careful balance of stat allocation, unique skills, and personal talents.


    But even with the ideal combination of stats, skills, and talents, that still wouldn''t be enough. One had to truly harness their potential, knowing precisely when to use each skill, when to advance, and when to retreat.


    So many factors came into play. This wasn''t a journey with shortcuts, and with powerful figures surrounding him, Atlas was determined to absorb every ounce of their knowledge and experience to forge himself into something greater.


    Imagine! Experience was invaluable. Someone like Kurogasa had faced countless high-grade beasts and endured battles that most couldn''t dream of. His mental fortitude and expertise already surpassed what most Atlas'' potential adversaries would bring to the battlefield. Levels and skills created limits, but with the right experience, those limits could be pushed far beyond what anyone would expect.


    Just like what he was experiencing now. He ran barefoot over the searing hot terrain, the ground so blistering it felt like his skin was being scorched. His feet¡ªprobably bleeding by now¡ªthrobbed with stinging pain.


    Each breath was heavy, his lungs burning, while sweat poured off him, as if his body were desperately trying to keep up with the brutal conditions. He had only been running for ten minutes, but it already felt like he might collapse. Yet, this was only the first task, the warm-up, and he had to endure this for a full four hours!


    Kurogasa ran alongside Atlas, his expression calm and steady. Every so often, he glanced at Atlas with a look that could only be described as a smile.


    Okay, Atlas couldn''t actually see this Ninja Rat''s smile¡ªnot exactly. It was hard to explain how someone with a rat''s face could smile, but the subtle movement of his mouth conveyed it all. Somehow, he just knew that Kurogasa was smiling, likely amused by Atlas''s struggle.


    To make it worse, Kurogasa was running effortlessly, occasionally spinning around to jog backward without even glancing behind him. One misstep, and he''d be stumbling straight into magma¡ªyet he moved with complete confidence.


    Twenty minutes. Motherf¡ª! His throat was parched, and his sweat had stopped flowing¡ªhe was probably out of bodily fluids at this point. Could he actually die of dehydration?


    But Kurogasa didn''t offer any relief, just kept running alongside him, entirely relaxed. The damn rat was running with casual ease, even smiling at him! (Please, let''s not discuss again how a human-rat manages to smile.) It was as if watching his Lord struggle this much over a simple run was just proof of his weakness.


    Yet Atlas knew that, realistically, his body could handle this. At level 44, he''d already surpassed the limits of an ordinary human¡ªseveral times over, in fact. His real challenge here wasn''t his physical endurance; it was his mental fortitude.


    Imagine it like this: physical strength, flexibility, mana capacity¡ªall of that could be enhanced magically with stat points. But mental fortitude? That couldn''t be hardened so easily. Even someone like Atlas, already at level 44, still needed to train his mental resilience to catch up to his level¡­ or even surpass it.


    Take Kurogasa, for example. At level 55 now, who knew how powerful he''d been before he was summoned? For him, running across blistering terrain like this was practically child''s play. His mental strength had been forged over years, decades¡ªmore than a hundred years. That kind of confidence and experience allowed him to maximize every aspect of his abilities.


    Mental fortitude! Mental fortitude! Mental fortitude!


    Push! Push! Push! Push!


    Atlas forced himself onward, summoning every ounce of willpower to resist the urge to stop. He was stronger than this, damn it! He was level 44! This was just running¡ªrunning across a rough patch of ground. Sure, the magma nearby was dangerous, but as long as he kept his footing on the scorched earth, he''d be fine.


    Oh! Forty minutes! Motherf¡ª! And he wasn''t even a quarter of the way through!


    But no¡ªhe remembered Kurogasa had made it clear: if Atlas wanted a real challenge, this was it. Kurogasa was confident his physical capabilities could handle this training. Four hours of running in a place like this was still within his limits. He just needed to figure out how to push himself through it.


    Push! Keep going! He was stronger than this! Run harder! Run faster!


    Meanwhile, Kurogasa was running backward, casually leaping over streams of magma as if it were the easiest thing in the world.


    Did rats have eyes in the backs of their heads or something?!


    Sure, Kurogasa was barefoot too, but he had tough rat feet! Not thin, human skin like Atlas''s.


    An hour and a half in, and he was still going. But he was a bit shocked¡ªwhy hadn''t he passed out yet? Hadn''t he run out of bodily fluids at least an hour ago? How was he still managing to run?


    His feet were undoubtedly injured, and he couldn''t even imagine what state the skin on his soles was in by now. Yet somehow, he found he could bear the pain. He kept running, each breath ragged, his lungs straining for air, and his heart pounding furiously¡­ but he was still alive!


    Maybe dying wasn''t as easy as he thought? Or perhaps this was normal for someone with 456 total stat points and a Strength stat of 170?


    He kept pushing forward, running, feeling his skin toughen under the relentless heat, which no longer felt as intense as before. Astonishingly, he was enduring these brutal conditions, pressing himself harder than he thought possible.


    His breathing grew more labored, each gasp sharper, his heartbeat thundering in his chest at an unimaginable pace. But he hadn''t passed out¡­ or died! He kept going.


    Two hours in, and he was still running. Kurogasa stayed right beside him, following at an effortless pace, still smiling. Damn it! Every time Kurogasa glanced his way, Atlas couldn''t shake the feeling that the Ninja Rat was smiling at him.


    Three hours. Motherf¡ª! Atlas felt like he was on the verge of collapsing, like his soul itself might slip out, but he kept going. He was still surviving. This was what magic could do.


    Three hours and forty minutes. He was still alive?! His movements felt heavy, each step a struggle, his legs barely keeping him upright. But somehow, he hadn''t fallen yet, hadn''t failed. He was astounded by his own resilience.


    Three hours and fifty minutes. Just ten more minutes? Seriously?! He suddenly realized he could probably go another hour if he had to. This strange rush of joy flooded him. He laughed, feeling a wild exhilaration, an unexpected euphoria as he ran, his mouth open with laughter and sheer relief. Sear?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Four hours.


    When the time hit, Atlas finally slowed to a stop, his body feeling light, almost weightless¡ªlike even a breeze might lift him. But he stood there, steady, alive, and victorious.


    He looked over at Kurogasa, who bowed with a proud smile. "You did it, My Lord."


    Atlas dropped to the ground, laughing breathlessly, half-gasping as he struggled to catch his breath. Kurogasa knelt beside him, clapping a hand on his shoulder.


    "You did it. That wasn''t ordinary endurance. You showed incredible mental fortitude today. You''ve proven to yourself that you''re a true lord. Be proud of yourself."


    Atlas laughed, lifting his face with a wide smile. "Thanks¡­ I''m happy."


    Kurogasa nodded. "Ten-minute break, then we start the second training exercise."


    "Alright, Master!" he replied, ready for more.

 Chapter 39 - Pushing Limits and Breaking Bread

    Two hours! Another run. It sounded simple enough¡ªexcept this time, Atlas had to climb up and down hills over rough, uneven terrain. To make it even harder, he had to carry his spear the entire time. No matter what, he couldn''t let go of it.Taking a slow, deep breath, he steadied himself, feeling the weight in his chest, and then grinned. "Alright!" he muttered, clenching his teeth as he began his run, with Kurogasa following close behind.


    How should he carry the spear? Across his shoulder? That seemed manageable at first. He jumped and maneuvered over rocks, his grip firm. But the uphill stretches were brutal, making everything twice as difficult. He felt the strain quickly¡ªbut he pressed on, conquering the first steep incline.


    Now, it was time for the descent. Let''s go!


    The two hours felt like four¡ªor even five¡ªbut finally, the time passed, and Atlas completed the training. Exhausted, he trudged back to camp and collapsed onto the nearest chair, utterly spent.


    Two cooks approached, offering him water and a meal, but he shook his head, deciding to wait for the others to join him. He leaned back, catching his breath. The training wasn''t over yet¡ªhe still had another four-hour session ahead, after a one-hour break.


    A few minutes later, he heard the faint sounds of others returning, but he paid no mind. Instead, he focused on restoring his stamina, closing his eyes to rest. Until¡­ What was this?


    An unexpected sensation washed over him, not an alarm of danger, but a sudden warmth and comfort that seemed to seep into him. It brushed against his cheek, refreshing him in an instant and stirring him awake.


    He opened his eyes and felt a soft hand on his cheek. Turning to his left, he saw Lyrassa sitting beside him, smiling warmly.


    "My Lord¡­ you''ve been training so hard."


    Atlas nodded and closed his eyes again, allowing himself to sink into the calming effect of her touch. The floral scent from the flowers woven into her hair filled the air, melting away his fatigue.


    But¡­ was this allowed? Kurogasa had explicitly told him not to take any healing potions during training.


    Opening his eyes, Atlas glanced over to where Kurogasa stood. The Ninja Rat simply gave him a respectful bow, signaling his approval.


    So, this is okay.


    After a moment, Atlas opened his eyes.


    "My Lord¡­ your feet¡­" Lyrassa murmured.


    "It''s okay," he replied. "I can endure it."


    She nodded quietly, then added, "But¡­ I sense your mind is troubled."


    Troubled? he thought. By what?


    "If you want to talk¡­ I''m here," she offered gently.


    Atlas frowned slightly, trying to understand what she meant.


    A troubling thought?


    He sifted through his mind, trying to find the source.


    Then, suddenly, an image of Kurogasa flashed in his mind. He straightened instinctively, realizing what had been lingering at the edge of his thoughts.


    "Lyrassa..."


    "Yes, my Lord?" she replied softly.


    "Tell me¡­ do you think a Beastkind Rat can smile?"


    "Huh?" Lyrassa looked momentarily confused, then giggled. "My Lord¡­ anyone can express themselves. With a smile, laughter, tears, or anger."


    Atlas sighed. "It''s just¡­ every time I look at Kurogasa, I feel like he''s smiling, and it''s been nagging at me."


    Lyrassa nodded thoughtfully. "Master Kurogasa does often smile after speaking with you. He''s very friendly and humble. I''d say he answers almost every question warmly, and usually with a smile."


    "So¡­ it''s not just in my head, then."


    Still, the image of Kurogasa''s persistent smile lingered, an odd detail that somehow kept nudging at the back of his mind.


    The closeness between Atlas and Lyrassa didn''t go unnoticed. A few nearby troops even paused mid-meal, staring openly.


    "Hey, eat properly," one of their friends nudged them.


    "I''m just touched," the other replied, eyes glistening. "Our Lord is so humble and approachable with everyone."


    "True," another nodded. "It''s rare to see a Lord that friendly. He even lets them call him by name."


    "Where is my food? I need my food!" came a sudden shout from the other side of the camp, startling Atlas.


    He turned toward the makeshift kitchen, where two or three people had gathered, looking frustrated.


    "What''s going on?" Atlas asked as he approached, causing them to back up and bow in respect.


    "Is there something I can help with?"


    "My Lord, we haven''t gotten our food yet," one of them explained. S§×arch* The N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The cooks quickly apologized, looking nervous. "My Lord, forgive us. We did prepare extra portions."


    Atlas raised an eyebrow. "How many did you make?"


    "Fifty portions, my Lord," one of the cooks replied.


    "Fifty portions? And we only have¡­ what, 22¡­ and 2, and 5¡­ 29 people here?" Atlas murmured, trying to figure out the number.


    "My Lord, forgive us, but¡­" the cook trailed off, glancing to the side. Atlas followed their gaze and saw Karian sitting comfortably, with a pile of meal boxes stacked next to him.


    Atlas sighed, rubbing his temples. "Karian..."


    "My Lord, forgive us," one of the cooks said apologetically. "We thought ten portions would be enough for Mr. Karian."


    "It''s alright," Atlas replied calmly. "Give my portion and those for Lyrassa and Kurogasa to the others."


    "But, My Lord¡ª" the cook began, looking concerned.


    "My Lord, no, we won''t take your portions," one of the troops said, shaking his head. "We''re fine without eating."


    Atlas pulled out a bag from his Inventory. "Then I''ll have these. A bag full of carrots. Just wash them, and I''ll make do."


    The cook protested, "My Lord, you''ve trained hard today. You need more than just carrots! We''ll prepare something for you right away."


    At that moment, the atmosphere grew tense as a figure approached. The troops fell silent, their posture rigid.


    Atlas turned and saw Morganna walking toward them. Without a word, she extended three meal boxes to the troops, her gaze cold.


    "Take these and go far from here," she commanded in a tone so firm it left no room for argument.


    The three troops, visibly intimidated, accepted the boxes with trembling hands and quickly bowed before hurrying away.


    Morganna turned without another word and walked away.


    Atlas had arranged for extra portions for both Karian and Morganna earlier, so it seemed she had given up her own meal for the troops.


    Atlas sighed, realizing that even small issues like this required his attention.


    This is a reminder that I need to understand my subordinates better. They''re living beings, not tools.


    After lunch, he moved on to the next training regimen.


    2 Hours: Bodyweight strength training, including push-ups, lunges, and core stability exercises, all with 10kg weights strapped to his wrists and ankles.


    The session was grueling, every movement pushing his endurance to the limit. By the end, he realized just how far he''d surpassed normal human limits.


    He was level 44, damn it! This was far beyond anything a regular person could ever hope to handle.


    Next Up - 2 Hours: Reflection and cooldown stretching, focusing specifically on grip conditioning for his spear.


    [Your Strength has increased by 1 point.]


    Ah, even better¡ªit was a direct Strength point increase, not just from leveling up. Damn, he was thrilled to see that notification!


    And so, the first day of hellish training on this hellish island was finally over!


    The entire group gathered, ready to return to Gacha Haven. Some had injuries, some had fainted, and a few had given up halfway through. But the rule was absolute¡ªno one was allowed to use healing potions or healing magic to recover. They''d have to bear their aches and exhaustion until the next day.


    They returned to Gacha Haven, taking turns to clean up and prepare for dinner and an evening of camaraderie. Atlas had organized a cozy routine for them¡ªcomplete with a mini stage, a big screen, and plenty of space for everyone to unwind.


    They watched a movie together, sang karaoke, laughed, and shared stories, the exhaustion of the day slowly melting away in the warmth of companionship.


    They had come here to train, to prepare for battle, but there was no rule against having fun.


    After a while, Atlas stepped up onto the stage, smiling as everyone turned to him with excitement. It was time for his Gacha Pull!


    He tossed 10 standard tickets into the air. The tickets spun and began glowing one by one as they took on their ranks: brown, brown, brown¡­ purple.


    "Yeay!" The crowd cheered as the first purple appeared.


    Brown, brown¡­ purple again.


    "Yeay!"


    Finally, the last one¡ªpurple!


    The result: 7 Rank-B items and 3 Rank-A.


    "Yeay!"


    Not a big jackpot, but everyone cheered anyway, sharing in the thrill of the pull.


    ***


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 Chapter 40 - Zara, Kaida, Garen, and Ronan

    [You have received 5 Elite XP Orbs][You have received 20 Units of Iron Ingots]


    [You have received 10 Mana Fruits]


    [You have received 1 Flask of Mighty Brew]


    [You have received 10 Small Healing Potion]


    [You have received 1 Basic Survival Kit]


    [You have received 5 Units of Fire Stone]


    Nothing special from the Rank-B tickets, so Atlas decided not to waste any more time analyzing items of that rank¡ªunless he happened to receive something entirely new, like a skill scroll, talent scroll, or some other rare item.


    He stored everything he''d pulled so far, and now only three purple tickets hovered in the air. Glancing around, he noticed everyone watching him intently, their faces filled with anticipation.


    He touched the first Rank-A ticket, and immediately a flash of light filled the air, causing everyone to squint as the brilliant shape took form. When the glow faded, a weapon hovered before them¡ªa beautifully crafted, radiant white bow with elegant curves and intricate design.


    A bow!


    [You have received 1 Rank-A Weapon: Whisperwind Arc]


    Everyone stared in awe. Even at a glance, they could tell this was an exceptional weapon. Several archers in the troops couldn''t hide their hopeful expressions, clearly eager for a chance to wield it.


    Atlas grasped the bow, examining its details and quickly scanning through its information.


    [Whisperwind Arc]


    [Grade: Epic]


    [Agility +200


    Attack Speed +150]


    [Skills:]


    [Phantom Arrow (Active)


    Generates an energy arrow, allowing for incredible precision and accuracy. The arrow deals magic-based piercing damage that scales with the user''s agility.]


    [Arcane Volley (Active)


    Fires a rapid sequence of three energy arrows that target the nearest enemies in range. Each arrow has a slight homing effect, increasing the chance of hitting moving targets.]


    It was indeed an Epic-grade Bow! A truly extraordinary weapon. Atlas looked around at his troops and gave them a confident smile.


    He was committed to equipping his subordinates with the finest gear. Ideally, he hoped to secure signature weapons for each of his summoned allies and, at the very least, Rank-A items for the most promising members of the team.


    Lifting the bow, he drew the string back, and, almost magically, an arrow formed, glowing with a shimmering energy. He aimed it into the night sky and released it. The arrow shot forward, leaving a glowing trail as it soared high and arced down, disappearing beyond the edge of the island.


    Everyone broke into applause, excitement palpable as they watched.


    "Zara, come here," Atlas called.


    A girl among the troops perked up, catching everyone''s attention. She looked momentarily surprised, then stepped forward.


    This was Zara, the leader of the Aether team. At only 18 years old, she had a petite frame, short silver hair, and wore light armor in shades of brown and lavender. Her gaze was a striking mix of determination and calm.


    Atlas couldn''t help but wonder what this young woman had endured to reach this level of skill; at just 18, she was already level 37 and had pledged her loyalty to him. In fact, Atlas felt she was more naturally gifted than he was.


    Zara possessed an S-rank talent in Bow Mastery, and Edrik had even mentioned that she was highly skilled at leading her team. She had a keen eye for details and an impressive ability to control her team''s movements, making her an invaluable asset.


    The young woman stepped forward and bowed. "My Lord."


    Atlas held out the bow to her. "Take it. Protect and lead your team well with this weapon."


    Zara hesitated, clearly taken aback, then lifted her head, accepted the bow, and bowed deeply. "My Lord, thank you for this gift. I will fulfill my duty to the best of my ability."


    The crowd broke into applause as Zara returned to her team, accepting congratulations and pats on the back from her fellow members.


    Eighteen years old¡­ doesn''t she have family down there? Atlas wondered silently.


    [You have received 1 Rank-A Item: Mana Prism Lens]


    [Used to enhance spellcasting accuracy and effectiveness. When paired with a magic staff or wand, increases spell damage and grants a chance to cast without consuming mana.]


    An item for a magic user. Atlas smiled and glanced at someone standing near the front.


    "Kaida," he called.


    "Hahaha!" A woman stepped forward, her voice bold and lively.


    Kaida, the leader of the Blaze team, wore a short yukata, her fiery red hair framing a fierce expression. Atlas swallowed, momentarily distracted by her¡­ abundant curves, which her robe didn''t entirely cover due to its snug fit.


    "My Lord, that item is for me, right?"


    "Yes, take it. I''m proud of you."


    Kaida accepted the lens with a grin. "Following you is the best decision I''ve made in my life. Long life and prosperity to you, My Lord."


    With a laugh, she returned to her team, proudly showing off the new item to her team.


    [You have received 1 Rank-A Item: Soulbinding Armor Set]


    Ah, another Soulbinding Armor Set.


    Atlas paused for a moment, heightening everyone''s curiosity. sea??h th§× N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "This is a Soulbinding Armor Set," he explained, "which adapts to fit the user. However, I''ll hold onto this one for now."


    A few disappointed groans arose from the crowd, but Atlas only smiled in response, tucking the item away in his inventory.


    He still had 120 standard tickets left, so the possibilities were far from over. Atlas tossed out another 10 tickets.


    Brown¡­ brown¡­ brown¡­ The crowd watched eagerly as each item appeared. Brown, brown¡­ where was the red?


    Finally, purple. Then, brown again.


    Nine Rank-B items and one Rank-A?


    There was a ripple of smiles, though he could see a hint of disappointment in their eyes.


    [You have received 1 Rank-A Item: Aegis Mantle (Chest Armor)]


    [Provides a defensive shield that absorbs a portion of damage. Gains increased durability and reduced cooldown when paired with a defensive item, allowing it to block additional attacks.]


    An item for a tanker? Interesting¡­


    "Garen," Atlas called.


    Among the troops, a man stood up¡ªa massive, muscular figure, likely in his mid-twenties, with charcoal hair and ashen skin, radiating a calm yet unyielding presence. Garen stepped forward, his form imposing even at a distance.


    Garen was the leader of the Cinder team, and Atlas couldn''t help but feel a twinge of awe at his formidable appearance.


    "My Lord," Garen greeted.


    Despite his massive build, his expression and tone were calm, almost serene, a striking contrast that only made him more formidable.


    "Please, protect and lead your team with this item," Atlas said.


    "Thank you for this gift, My Lord," Garen replied, bowing slightly. "I will bear its responsibility with pride."


    The crowd broke into applause as Garen returned to his team, the new item in hand.


    Atlas couldn''t help but feel impressed by the caliber of individuals who had joined his ranks. They were truly a remarkable team.


    He tossed another 10 tickets into the air.


    Brown, brown, brown, brown, brown¡­ purple¡­ brown, brown¡­


    Only one purple?


    Atlas smiled, a bit disappointed, glancing at the others, who also looked a bit let down.


    Atlas wondered if opening tickets back-to-back somehow reduced his luck, leading to less satisfying pulls.


    Could it be that he''d simply been unusually lucky with his previous results?


    Maybe there was a trick or pattern that affected the odds, though he had no way to confirm it. Still, pacing himself and not burning through tickets too quickly seemed like a smart choice.


    So far, of the three team leaders, only Zara had received a weapon, a bow perfectly suited for her. Kaida had gotten an item to boost her magical damage, a valuable asset for her as a fire mage. Garen had received a defensive item fitting for a tanker like him. That left only one leader who hadn''t yet received anything: Ronan.


    [You have received 1 Rank-A Item: Galewind Boots]


    Atlas picked up the item he''d just pulled. Boots?


    [Boosts movement speed by 20% and agility in combat. When combined with other agility items, increases dodge rate and jump height.]


    Ah, an item that increases agility in combat, perfect for someone who relies heavily on this stat, like a thief or an archer. Atlas nodded, pleased.


    "Ronan," he called.


    A man stepped forward with shoulder-length black hair streaked with purple and dark, piercing eyes. Dressed in dark, form-fitting clothing with purple accents, Ronan''s expression was enigmatic and reserved. Atlas felt a slight chill under his intense gaze.


    "My Lord," Ronan greeted, his voice cool and composed.


    "I believe this will suit you well," Atlas said, holding out the item.


    Edrik had confirmed that Ronan was not only highly skilled but also accustomed to working solo. As an archer, he was proficient and precise. A lone operator who had now chosen to follow Atlas.


    Thirty standard Gacha pulls for today. He still had a hundred left¡ªwho knew what he might get next time.


    "Alright, everyone, get some rest. We''ve got another hard training session tomorrow."


    The group responded with a mix of "Yes," "Let''s go," and "Yo!"


    Atlas realized he needed a rallying cry, one simple word or phrase that would unite everyone''s response. But what would it be?


    ***


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 Chapter 41 - Burn and Learn: Trials in Lava

    Edrik stepped up beside Kurogasa, who was watching Atlas from a distance as he ran across the volcanic terrain. Though Atlas stumbled a few times, he quickly picked himself up each time, pressing forward with determination.It was already the fourth day of this intense training, yet Atlas still showed no signs of giving up.


    "Master Kurogasa¡­" Edrik sighed.


    Kurogasa gave a slight bow. "Mr. Edrik."


    "You''re really pushing him to his limit, aren''t you?"


    "The Lord has remarkable resilience," Kurogasa replied. "He constantly tries to break past his own limits. And, surprisingly, he succeeds."


    "He''s still only in his twenties¡­ but his mental strength is incredible. It almost doesn''t seem real. Just what has he gone through to develop such resolve at his age?"


    "I think he simply loves what he does," Kurogasa said thoughtfully. "He''s humble, even toward the troops. He treats them well, that''s incredibly rare in a Lord."


    "Yes, his behavior puts me to shame," Edrik admitted. "With this kind of nature and integrity, he inspires people to follow him, to the point they''d willingly give their lives for him."


    Kurogasa gave a slight bow. "Losing my last battle and being summoned to serve him has been the greatest blessing, one I never imagined I''d have."


    Edrik returned the bow. "I entrust the Lord to you, Master. I know you''ll bring out his best potential."


    "No, not me," Kurogasa replied, shaking his head. "I only guide him. He''s the one who will do it. Watching him transform¡­ that will be a pleasure for us all."


    "Yes," Edrik agreed. "He''s truly inspiring."


    [Your Iron Will talent has evolved to a new height: Unyielding Resolve, Rating A.]


    [Your mental fortitude has reached a level where fear and distractions are significantly reduced. Even under intense conditions, you remain calm and focused.]


    [Benefits: Resistance to mental attacks, enhanced focus during complex combat scenarios, and increased endurance when under pressure.]


    A notification popped up before Atlas, and¡ªwait, what?! His talent had evolved? Unyielding Resolve? Even though it was still the same rating, it sounded powerful.


    He laughed, feeling a surge of energy as he picked up his pace, thrilled that his training was finally paying off.


    Let''s evolve and upgrade another talent next!


    The next training Atlas had to face? Fighting a Level 50 Lava Hound¡ªbare-chested, barefoot, and without any weapon.


    Damn it! How the hell am I supposed to kill this lava-skinned beast without a weapon?


    The Lava Hound stood before him, snarling, its molten skin radiating intense heat. His mind raced.


    Kurogasa stood a few paces away, just watching¡­ and smiling?! Did he want to see Atlas burned to a crisp?


    The Lava Hound lunged at him. Atlas dodged, desperately searching for a way to kill the creature.


    Damn it, even its skin is on fire! His hands would be scorched if he tried to grab it.


    The beast charged again, its speed ferocious, and though Atlas dodged, a splash of lava caught his arm.


    "Argh!" He cried out as searing pain shot through him.


    He ran in a panic, clutching his burned left arm. The skin was blistered, charred¡ªArgh! This hurts, damn it! He winced, his breath ragged with pain.


    The Lava Hound attacked again, and this time, he took a direct hit, thrown back as lava seared his chest.


    Arghhh! Damn, damn, damn! I''m gonna die!


    The Lava Hound continued its brutal assault, forcing Atlas to do nothing but run and dodge, desperately trying to stay ahead of it. His legs felt weak, nearly ready to give out under the relentless pain.


    This is torture!


    He kept moving, too afraid to fight back. But then¡­ he glanced down at his arm. The wounds were slowly healing.


    Was this his passive regeneration at work? His Strength and Constitution stats were clearly boosting his health recovery, but the pain was still overwhelming.


    Atlas kept running, circling.


    How was he supposed to fight this lava-skinned creature?! Even against a regular dog, he''d be struggling with bites, and this beast was on a whole other level.


    Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Kurogasa drop into a martial arts stance, executing a controlled sequence of moves.


    What the hell is he doing? Was he¡­ was Kurogasa demonstrating something?


    Did he expect Atlas to mimic those moves against the flaming lava hound?


    Atlas squinted, trying to make sense of it. Kurogasa''s movements showed precise positioning, techniques for redirecting an opponent''s weight, and targeting weak points.


    Throwing techniques¡­? Seriously? Against a creature with molten skin? This was madness.


    But with no other options, Atlas tried to focus, studying Kurogasa''s form. If he could somehow leverage the hound''s own momentum, he might have a chance.


    Alright¡­ let''s try not to get burned to death!


    Atlas mimicked Kurogasa''s movements, but as the Lava Hound approached, he hesitated. Damn it, he thought, clenching his fists. He sidestepped quickly and grabbed the creature''s body¡ªARGH! The heat seared his hands instantly, forcing him to let go and sprint away.


    My fingers! Damn it, this hurts! His fingertips were scorched, and the pain was unbearable.


    This is torture. I''m gonna die out here.


    He kept running, trying to buy time for his hands to heal, while Kurogasa continued demonstrating the martial arts moves.


    Does he even realize this Lava Hound has actual molten lava on its skin?! Atlas cursed internally. Damn you, Kurogasa!


    Atlas kept running, minutes stretching on as he sprinted with everything he had. Survival was his only thought. He couldn''t afford to stop, not with that freaking Lava Hound right on his heels.


    He tried to mimic Kurogasa''s moves over and over, only to fail each time as searing pain shot through him every time he made contact.


    Damn it! The agony was unreal.


    Finally, in a burst of desperation, Atlas lunged, gripping the beast and screaming as his hands blistered on contact. Motherf¡ª! Damn it, damn it! But he managed to twist and slam the Lava Hound into the ground.


    Fueled by sheer rage, he unleashed a series of punches, fire splattering from the beast and burning his chest, arms¡ªeverywhere. I''m on fire! Damn, I''m burning!


    He broke away, stumbling as he ran again.


    "ARGHHH! I''m crying, this is torture, pure torture!"


    He repeated the cycle over and over. Running to recover, then charging back in to attack when he was ready.


    From a distance, Lyrassa watched with tears in her eyes. "I would willingly bear that pain for my Lord," she whispered.


    Beside her, Edrik sighed, his face troubled. "I can hardly stand to watch this."


    Morganna, who had been silently observing, finally stood and walked away.


    Two hours passed. Atlas was drenched in sweat and burns, his hands raw and blistered as he struck the Lava Hound''s head again and again, letting the molten lava spill over his skin as he punched, and punched! And punched!


    Damn, damn, damn, damn! Each strike was fueled by nothing but raw determination and fury.


    [You have killed Lava Hound Lv. 50]


    [You received 924 Exp]


    [Exp: 106,492/113,424]


    [You have unlocked a new Epic-grade Passive Skill: Inferno Fortitude]


    [Adapts to withstand intense heat, granting natural resilience against searing temperatures. When near volcanic areas or sources of intense heat, endurance and stamina are significantly boosted, allowing for increased efficiency and resilience in harsh, fiery environments.]


    [Skill Effects:


    [Heat Resistance: Reduces all heat-based damage by 20% and increases resistance to burning effects.]


    [Volcanic Endurance: While in volcanic areas or near magma, stamina regeneration increases by 15%, and overall stamina capacity is boosted by 10%.]


    [Lava Aura Adaptation: Movement speed is slightly more efficient in high-temperature areas, reducing stamina drain by 5% during physical exertion.]


    Atlas dropped to the ground, laughing with exhaustion and satisfaction.


    Kurogasa, Edrik, and Lyrassa rushed over to him, and Lyrassa immediately knelt by his side, channeling her energy into the severe burns on his hands.


    "My Lord, you did it," she said.


    Atlas nodded, still catching his breath, and without warning, Lyrassa leaned in and hugged him. Atlas laughed, wrapping his arms around her in return, savoring the euphoria of victory.


    Edrik also sat down beside him, clapping a hand on his shoulder.


    "You should''ve seen their faces. Everyone watching you take on that beast," he said with a grin.


    Atlas turned, only now noticing that all the troops had been watching his battle against the Lava Hound, their expressions filled with awe and respect.


    They cheered in his direction, some shouting and celebrating his victory with raised fists and excited voices. The air was filled with their admiration and energy, as they celebrated his success. S§×arch* The n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [Your talent Reliable Aura has evolved to a new level: Commanding Presence, Rating S.]


    [Your aura now inspires those around you, significantly boosting morale and focus among your allies. The effect becomes especially powerful in high-stress situations, such as intense battles or critical decision-making.]


    [Benefit: Increased team effectiveness, faster response times from allies, and a moderate boost to allies'' defensive abilities within close range.]


    ***


    (Author''s Note:)


    Hey everyone! I know the training arc can feel a bit grueling (and honestly, I''d love to jump straight to the big battles and epic moments), but bear with me! ????


    I really want to showcase the MC''s journey in a way that truly emphasizes his hard work and determination. This isn''t just about throwing power boosts at him¡ªthis is a story of resilience, grit, and earning the respect of every single person around him.


    Trust me, it''s all building up to something incredible. I''ll do my best to keep things tight and compelling, so you can feel every step of Atlas''s growth as he climbs to the top.


    Thanks so much for sticking with Atlas and me through every burn, bruise, and victory! ????????

 Chapter 42 - Bloomblade Hoe

    After four intense days of brutal training, Atlas decided that the following day would be a well-deserved break for everyone. They needed time to physically recover, and he planned to use the downtime to go over strategic discussions and dive into the non-physical aspects of their mission, such as tactics and resource management.That night, Atlas reviewed his Gacha pulls. He''d used 10 exclusive tickets in the Character banner and hit the jackpot, pulling Morganna. Then, he''d used 20 exclusive tickets in the Weapon banner and secured her signature weapon.


    His luck had been exceptional.


    Afterward, he''d hit another Rank-S pull with a standard ticket on his 40th pull, which was when he''d drawn Lyrassa. Now, with 100 standard tickets used in total, he calculated that with a guaranteed Rank-S pull every 80 tickets, he''d need only a maximum of 20 more pulls on the standard banner to land another Rank-S!


    Twenty more pulls, max, he thought, and that''s only if my luck doesn''t match my earlier streak.


    Atlas stood confidently before his subordinates, pride clear in his gaze as he took in the group assembled before him.


    He could see the exhaustion on their faces, but they no longer looked as tense as they had at the start. By now, they''d begun to bond, supporting one another and working as a true team.


    Aether team, led by 18-year-old Zara, had the youngest leader. The Blaze team had Kaida, fierce and bold. Cinder team''s leader, Garen, was a massive figure with a calm presence¡ªunique in his own way. And then there was the Dusk team, led by the mysterious Ronan, who only spoke when absolutely necessary.


    Each team brought its own personality, and Atlas could feel the strength in their diversity growing.


    He took out 10 standard tickets. Surely a red ticket would appear this time, right?! Yes! Everyone was watching, faces full of hope, waiting for the rare sight of a red pull.


    Atlas tossed the tickets into the air, watching as they spun and slowly changed color.


    Brown, brown, brown, brown¡­


    Damn it, where''s the red?!


    Another brown¡­ then finally, a purple.


    Alright, now the red! Come on, red!


    Brown, brown, brown¡­ brown.


    Seriously?! Nine browns and one purple? Atlas sighed, shaking his head with a wry smile.


    He noticed a hint of disappointment on everyone''s faces. But he smiled, hiding his own frustration.


    It looked like he''d have to keep going until he hit the guaranteed Rank-S pull after all.


    He touched the purple ticket, and suddenly vines sprouted from the ground, rapidly curling upward to form a long, polished wooden handle in the center.


    "What¡­?"


    A hoe, wrapped in leafy vines, appeared before him.


    Seriously? A hoe?


    Atlas immediately sensed an aura of excitement nearby. Glancing to the side, he spotted Mira staring at the hoe with wide, sparkling eyes. He quickly looked away with a sigh. He took the hoe in his hand, knowing exactly who would be thrilled to put it to use.


    [Bloomblade Hoe]


    [Grade: Epic]


    [Agility +150


    Strength +50]


    [Skills:]


    [Stretching Vines (Chain Extension Passive)


    Effect: The hoe''s chain can extend up to 10 meters, transforming it into a flexible, mid-range weapon. The reach adjusts according to the user''s intent, allowing for controlled strikes at a distance or rapid pullbacks for quick repositioning.]


    [Nimble Harvester (Passive)


    Effect: Every time the user lands a hit on an enemy, there''s a small chance to regain a bit of stamina, helping the user stay energized in prolonged battles.]


    Yes, it was indeed a hoe designed for battle and¡­ killing!


    Alright, this bunny girl is clearly not just a cute gardener, but a killer bunny!


    "Mira," he began, turning toward her, but it was already too late. The bunny girl was sprinting toward him, her face lit up with a huge grin.


    "Danger!" Karian shouted in alarm.


    "Kurogasa!" Edrik warned, and in an instant, Kurogasa vanished from his side, ready to intervene.


    "My Lord!!! That''s my hoe!" Mira cried, her expression impossibly¡­ cute, before she launched herself and hugged Atlas.


    "Mira?! Wait¡­ Mira¡ª" Atlas gasped, nearly out of breath as she hugged him tightly.


    "My Lord, you brought me my hoe!" she laughed, squeezing him even tighter. "Thank you, my Lord. I love you!"


    Mira hugged him tightly, bouncing up and down in excitement, unintentionally jostling him with each joyful leap.


    "Mira¡­ Mira¡­ Mira¡­" Atlas gasped, nearly overwhelmed. It wasn''t the tight hug making him short of breath¡ªit was¡­ the CUTENESS OVERLOAD!


    I can''t handle this¡­ I''m about to pass out!


    He stumbled back, but Kurogasa appeared from the shadows, steadying him just in time.


    "That''s too cute¡­ I can''t breathe!" came cries from the troops.


    "Medic! Medic!" someone shouted frantically. "We have a man down!"


    "It''s too cute¡­ I can''t¡­ handle¡­ this¡­" another soldier mumbled, nose suddenly bleeding.


    "Zara! Zara, what''s wrong?!" someone yelled as Zara staggered, looking faint.


    "Help, Zara''s collapsing!"


    "Medic, we need medics over here too!"


    "My Lord! Use your Mental Fortitude," Kurogasa urged, though he quickly averted his gaze from Mira, clearly struggling himself.


    "Ku...ro... please... take Mira away¡­" Atlas managed to gasp.


    In an instant, vines shot up from the ground, wrapping firmly around Mira from her legs up to her torso, forcing her to release Atlas and drop to the floor.


    Atlas exhaled in relief, but¡ª


    "Nooo, don''t tie me up, Lyrassa¡­ nooo!" Mira wailed, wriggling against the vines. Somehow, her complaints only intensified the "damage" to everyone nearby.


    "Medic! Medic! More are down!" came frantic shouts from the troops as several others dropped like flies.


    Then, a thick sack made of heavy cloth dropped down from above, landing over Mira and completely covering her, muffling her voice inside.


    Morganna approached, swiftly tucking the girl fully into the sack and securing it. Taking hold of the bundled-up Mira, who wriggled and protested from within, Morganna dragged her away without a word, her muffled cries fading as she disappeared from sight.


    It took a full few minutes for everyone to calm down again.


    Atlas, still breathing heavily, shook his head. "The damage¡­ is just too high."


    He handed the hoe to Edrik, watching as the troops began to recover from the earlier "cuteness overload" incident.


    In the distance, Mira accepted the hoe from Edrik, hugging it tightly before breaking into a little dance, radiating pure joy.


    That''s how happy she is to have her signature weapon, he thought with a sigh.


    Finally feeling composed, Atlas took out another 10 standard tickets. This time, everyone knew it was a guaranteed Rank-S pull, and excitement filled the air as he drew a deep breath and tossed the tickets up.


    Brown, brown¡­ purple.


    The troops rose to their feet, anticipation running high.


    Brown, and¡­ another purple!


    The next ticket took a little longer to change, shimmering before it trembled, then flashed red!


    Everyone erupted in cheers.


    Brown, brown, purple.


    Damn! Six brown, three purple, and one red!


    ***


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 Chapter 43 - The Wandering Magician

    Atlas opened the first Rank-A ticket, and a scroll floated in front of him.A blueprint?


    [You have received Rank-A Blueprint: Healing Spring Blueprint]


    [A small pond that restores health and removes poison effects when players rest nearby.]


    "What is it, My Lord?" the troops called out to him eagerly.


    "It''s something like a healing spring¡­ but it''s just a blueprint, so we''ll need to gather materials to actually build it."


    "Woah, a spring? I love hot springs!"


    "Yay, we could have a hot spring here!" They cheered.


    Atlas checked the list of materials required for construction:


    [Aqua Crystal (1) ¨C Found in freshwater caves or crystal-rich areas.]


    [Lifevine Essence (30 mL vial) ¨C Found in magical forests or ruins, harvested from Lifevines.]


    [Purified Stones (5) ¨C Collected from rivers or created from ordinary stones using Aqua Crystal infusion.]


    Aqua Crystal? Isn''t that the item I already used to create a water source on the island and even start a river flow?


    But he''d already used it up.


    "Jackpot, can I use the Aqua Crystal I previously installed as a material for this?"


    [Host, yes, you could repurpose it, but its current function would be lost. Your land would again lack a water source, and the river flow would be redirected to power this small pond.]


    "Not ideal¡­ let''s keep this blueprint on hold for now."


    Atlas touched the next rank-A ticket, and to his surprise, a tiny spark of electricity jolted from it.


    Everyone''s eyes widened as a sudden storm of crackling energy erupted from the ticket, bolts of lightning arcing out in bursts before the ticket finally transformed into a crystal emitting electrical pulses in all directions.


    "Woah, that''s incredible!"


    "What is that?"


    "It''s a rank-A item; it must be something amazing."


    Atlas carefully reached for the crystal, and this time, it didn''t sting. Instead, it settled into a steady blue glow with occasional sparks flickering inside, as if lightning were captured within.


    [You have received 1 Rank-A Item: Lightning Infusion Crystal]


    [Adds lightning damage when applied to a weapon or increases lightning resistance when applied to armor.]


    Oh¡­ this infuses lightning damage into a weapon? Isn''t that amazing? But wait¡ªwould the user also be affected by the lightning effect? Would they need lightning resistance to handle this safely?


    Atlas felt a surge of excitement, eager to try using this crystal on a weapon someday, though he didn''t yet have the perfect match for it. He could use it on the spear he''d obtained from Flare Peak, but it wasn''t quite the optimal weapon he hoped for.


    What element would pair best with lightning? Fire? Water?


    "This is a Lightning Infusion Crystal," he explained to the others. "It can add lightning damage to a weapon."


    "Woah¡­ incredible!"


    "I want my sword to have lightning damage!"


    "That must be worth a fortune!"


    "We could fund our whole island with that money!" someone joked.


    Atlas chuckled but quickly dismissed the thought. No way am I selling something this valuable. Besides, I''ve got other ways to make money, he thought. At least for now, I don''t need to be desperate.


    Two rank-A tickets down, and yes, both items were valuable. The first one would be incredibly useful¡ªa healing spring would offer everyone a place to escape and recover once he managed to build it. And the second item, the Lightning Infusion Crystal, would be an impressive enhancement for his next weapon.


    Atlas considered sharing the crystal with others¡ªmaybe Karian, whose greatsword already had a fire element, or perhaps Edrik. But on second thought, Karian was strong enough for now, and Edrik didn''t really need it. Morganna, of course, would hate having strange elements slapped onto her scythe.


    No, he decided, this lightning crystal will be perfect for me.


    Hehe, he thought with a grin, I''ve still got one more rank-A ticket and the rank-S pull left. I can''t wait to see what''s next!


    He touched the next rank-A ticket, and suddenly a whirlwind formed around it, with something spinning rapidly in place of the ticket. All eyes watched with curiosity.


    After a few moments, the swirling winds settled, revealing a long chain with a curved blade at its end.


    Oh, a weapon? Interesting.


    [You have received 1 Rank-A Weapon: (Unique-grade) Whispering Kusarigama]


    Atlas smiled at the weapon''s name, already imagining exactly who this weapon would be perfect for.


    But then he realized¡ªHoly cow. The grade was Unique?!


    Damn. Sure, he''d gotten a Legendary-grade weapon for Morganna before, but this was his first time obtaining a Unique-grade weapon, just one tier below Legendary. And it was for none other than his Rank-A character, Kurogasa!


    This weapon was on an entirely different level from what he''d expected.


    [Whispering Kusarigama]


    [Grade: Unique]


    [Agility +200


    Attack Speed +200


    Movement Speed +10%]


    [Skills:]


    [Binding Shadows (Passive)


    Each successful strike with the chain has a chance to slightly slow the target, making it harder for them to escape follow-up attacks.]


    [Fade to Shadows (Active)


    Swings the kusarigama in a rapid, circular motion, creating a brief mist of shadows around him. This grants a momentary stealth effect, allowing him to vanish and reposition.]


    [Phantom Strikes (Passive)


    When attacking from stealth, kusarigama strikes are faster and more accurate, making initial hits nearly unavoidable.]


    Absolutely incredible. Atlas turned toward Kurogasa, who was standing beside Edrik, and smiled at him.


    "Master Kurogasa, I believe this beautiful Unique-grade Kusarigama belongs to you," he said.


    A murmur of awe spread through the crowd.


    "But damn, Unique-grade?!"


    "No wonder it looks so stunning."


    "I''d die happy facing a weapon like that."


    Kurogasa stepped forward slowly and bowed deeply before Atlas, holding his bow a moment longer than usual.


    "My Lord, I feel unworthy to receive this weapon when I have yet to prove myself to you. I am humbled."


    "This is your chance to show us your true worth. I have high expectations for you," Atlas replied, handing him the weapon.


    Kurogasa accepted the Kusarigama, and¡­ smiled! Damn! No!


    With the rank-A tickets finished, it was finally time for the highly anticipated rank-S ticket. What could it be?


    A character would be fantastic¡ªhaving another rank-S character would definitely help, though he hoped it wouldn''t be someone too high-maintenance.


    A rank-S weapon would also be incredible, as long as there was someone suited to wield it. A blueprint¡­ Well, that could be tricky, especially if the materials were hard to find. But whatever it was, he was ready!


    Atlas took in everyone''s excited faces. "Are you ready?!"


    "Yeah!" they shouted in response.


    Atlas touched the ticket, which shimmered for a moment before he stepped back. Suddenly, the ticket multiplied into a stack of cards, floating like a card deck. The crowd watched in awe as the cards shuffled themselves, then scattered into the air, falling slowly to the ground.


    "Woah, cool¡­ like a magician?"


    "Damn, it has to be a rank-S Magician Character?"


    "I can''t wait to see what kind of character we''re getting!"


    The cards settled on the ground, and a swirl of black cloth appeared, spinning before forming into the figure of a man in the center.


    An S-rank character! Atlas felt satisfied, though the man''s appearance was... rather¡­ normal?


    The man wore a slightly rumpled black suit, his brown hair tousled. He sported a scruffy beard and mustache, giving him a look of someone who hadn''t shaved or groomed in days.


    [You have received 1 Rank-S Character: Milo Blackwood - The Wandering Magician]


    All eyes were fixed on the new arrival standing before Atlas. The man, Milo, glanced around before meeting Atlas''s gaze and grinning.


    "Heh¡­ looks like I got summoned," he said, scratching the back of his head.


    He gave a casual bow. "My Lord, the name''s Milo," he introduced himself, then shrugged and held up a deck of cards in his hand with a nervous chuckle.


    Shuffling the deck nervously, he added, "I''m¡­ a magician."


    "Hi, Milo, welcome to the team. Nice to meet you," Atlas replied warmly.


    Atlas observed the man standing before him. Milo looked nervous, probably in his forties, and¡ªwas he even¡­ strong?


    "Hey, show us your power!" one of the troops called.


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    Milo looked startled, glancing back at the others. He took a few steps backward, right to the edge of the platform¡­ and suddenly slipped and fell.


    "Milo!" Atlas called out, surprised.


    The man landed with a sheepish grin, quickly scrambling back to his feet. "No, no, it''s okay, I''m fine¡­"


    He shuffled his deck of cards again.


    "I''m a magician¡­ wanna see my trick?" he offered, smiling nervously.


    "Trick?"


    "Not¡­ power?"


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 Chapter 44 - Dont Call Me Milo

    Milo shuffled the deck with a nervous smile, glancing at everyone watching him."Uh¡­ see, hehe, I can do some magic tricks."


    With a hesitant flick of his wrist, he produced a card from the palm of his hand. He tossed it up, then spread his hands, causing more cards to appear from seemingly nowhere. Spinning, he opened his mouth and pulled a series of cards out as they tumbled to the ground.


    He grinned nervously, continuing his routine. Flinging his hands right and left, producing card after card from thin air. It would have been an impressive display¡­ for an ordinary magic show!


    But as Milo continued, the faces of the troops slowly shifted from interest to blank stares, some raising skeptical eyebrows. This¡­ was not quite what they''d been expecting.


    "Hey, man, show us the real magic!"


    "Yeah, like jumping super high, throwing deadly cards, something cool!"


    "Those are just tricks; I could probably do better."


    "C''mon, show us your real power!"


    They complained.


    Milo chuckled nervously. "Ah, hehe, no, wait. I have something better."


    He spread the cards in his hands, then scratched his head awkwardly, pulling a small flower out from behind his ear. He grinned.


    "Come on, don''t joke around!"


    "We need the real deal!" The troops'' patience was quickly wearing thin.


    Atlas furrowed his brow, curiosity now mixed with growing confusion. He quickly checked Milo''s status.


    [Name: Milo Blackwood]


    [Level: 62]


    [Strength: 78 | Agility: 200 | Intelligence: 90 | Constitution: 120 | Stamina: 135]


    [Job: Entertainer]


    [Cautious Retreat (A) - Sleight of Hand (A) - Dual Facade (SS) - Card Shuffle Obsession (A) - Quiet Listener (B) - Timid Persuasion (B)]


    [Cautious Retreat: When feeling threatened, there is a chance to evade attacks, slipping away with agility thanks to a natural instinct to avoid harm.]


    [Sleight of Hand: Exhibits exceptional skill in sleight of hand tricks, with quick movements that allow small items to be hidden or distractions to be created with ease.]


    [Dual Facade: When certain triggers occur, an alternate persona takes control. This transformation amplifies raw power and shifts abilities, unleashing a side capable of unmatched ferocity and resilience.]


    [Card Shuffle Obsession: A habit of constantly shuffling a deck of cards to calm nerves, often done even when the situation doesn''t call for it.]


    [Quiet Listener: With a tendency to observe quietly, valuable information is often learned by letting others speak, especially in social situations where anxiety is present.]


    [Timid Persuasion: A gentle, sincere way of speaking that can disarm others, sometimes inspiring a sense of protectiveness in those listening.]


    "What?!" Atlas''s frown deepened. "Is this some kind of mistake?"


    Milo had only three talents rated A, and to make matters worse, his stats were below average. Sure, his level was decent¡ª62¡ªbut his stat points were abysmal! Even worse than Atlas''s.


    But what was this SS-rated talent? Dual Facade?


    Is the System trolling me?


    And then he saw Milo''s Job classification: Entertainer. Not even a fighter!


    "Hey, Milo¡­ come on, stop joking around. Show us your power." A few of the troops started to stand up, moving toward him.


    "No! Wait¡­ wait¡­ I have another trick!" Milo held up his hands, signaling them to keep their distance. "Just give me another chance, hehe¡­"


    Garen, the leader of Cinder Team, stepped forward with his massive frame. "Hey, give him some space. Maybe he just needs a moment."


    Kaida, the leader of Blaze Team, shouted from her seat, "Hey, don''t be lame! Stop acting! You''re Rank-S, right? You should be at least as strong as Lyrassa!"


    Garen reached out to give Milo a reassuring pat on the shoulder, but Milo backed away in panic, only to stumble over the edge of the platform and fall, again!


    "Sorry, man, I didn''t mean to scare you. Here, let me help you up." Garen reached down to assist Milo.


    "No! No! Wait, I''m fine."


    "It''s alright. Here, I''ll give you a hand."


    "No!" Milo said, his tone firm, a sudden edge of panic in his voice.


    At that moment, the air seemed to change, an eerie stillness fell, and Atlas felt a blaring warning in his instincts, though he couldn''t explain why.


    Kurogasa suddenly appeared near Garen, Karian stepping forward as well, his greatsword at the ready.


    "What''s going on, Kurogasa?"


    Even Lyrassa floated over swiftly, positioning herself near Kurogasa.


    Garen, still intent on helping, reached for Milo''s arm. "Come on, man. Relax, it''s okay. We''re all friends here."


    "Don''t come any closer! Don''t touch me!" Milo protested, his expression now fully panicked, almost frightened.


    "Man, I''m not going to hurt you!"


    "No!" Milo shouted this time, his voice loud and frantic, making everyone pause in confusion.


    "See, I just want to help you up." Garen gave Milo a light pat on the shoulder.


    In an instant, time seemed to freeze. Everyone felt a jolt, a shockwave that hit them right in the chest, almost like a strike to the heart. At the same moment, a pulse of energy erupted from Milo.


    "My Lord!" Kurogasa shouted urgently, but there was no time.


    The energy wave surged outward, and vines sprang up around Milo, forming a net to contain the blast, but the force was too much¡ªthe vines shattered, and the impact exploded in all directions, sending everyone sprawling.


    Suddenly, Morganna appeared in front of Atlas, taking the brunt of the shockwave to shield him.


    Karian quickly steadied himself, greatsword drawn, while Kurogasa readied his chain blade.


    "Your stupid Gacha thing," Morganna muttered, "bringing us a problematic individual."


    Weren''t you one of them too?


    But wait¡ªwhat just happened?!


    "I said don''t touch me!" Milo''s voice echoed, and another wave of dark energy blasted out, rattling everyone.


    The man was now standing with tendrils of dark energy wrapping around him like shadowy vines. Karian and Kurogasa immediately took defensive stances, weapons at the ready.


    Milo''s body began to grow larger, his voice deepening with fury.


    "Who dared to touch me?!" he roared, ripping his own shirt apart in a fit of rage. "I''ll kill anyone who lays a hand on me!"


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    Milo''s body bulked up grotesquely, muscles swelling to unnatural proportions, wrapped in a cloak of dark energy. His eyes glowed with an eerie light, and another shockwave burst from him, sending everyone scrambling back in fear.


    Even Garen, who had been the closest, retreated to the edge, wide-eyed with terror.


    "Do I need to kill him?" Morganna said.


    "No, wait," Atlas replied.


    Milo''s rage was uncontrollable¡ªhe let out a brutal scream, and another wave of energy erupted, sending debris and anything nearby flying back.


    "Wait! Don''t ruin my plants!" Mira yelled from afar.


    Milo turned to her, sneering, "Who cares? I don''t!" He paused for a moment, then scowled. "You stupid rabbit! Get rid of those pathetic, pleading eyes of yours!"


    "Milo, get a grip on yourself!" Karian shouted. "If you don''t, we''ll have to stop you by force."


    "Don''t call me Milo," he bellowed. "I''m Raze!"


    "Look, I know you''re filled with ''rage'', but control yourself in front of the Lord," Karian insisted.


    "I''m Raze, you motherfucker! You brainless musclehead, I''ll slap that mouth right off your face and send you crying back to your mother''s womb!"


    "Oh, damn! I like this guy," Karian said, grinning.


    "You filthy rat," Raze snarled, glaring at Kurogasa. "Don''t even come near me with that stench of yours."


    Kurogasa raised an eyebrow, remaining calm. "I think our new friend here might need a lesson in humility."


    Atlas''s mind was racing. Raze? Who¡ªor what¡ªexactly was he dealing with here?


    His gaze sharpened as he checked Milo''s status, everything had changed!


    [Name: Raze]


    [Level: 62]


    [Strength: 411 | Agility: 134 | Intelligence: 56 | Constitution: 210 | Stamina: 221]


    His information was different now, even his name had switched to Raze. And his stats¡­ they had spiked, brutally.


    What the hell? Raze?!

 Chapter 45 - The Wraith of Wrath

    [Name: Raze][Level: 62]


    [Strength: 411 | Agility: 134 | Intelligence: 56 | Constitution: 210 | Stamina: 221]


    [Job: Specialized Fighters]


    [Rage-Fueled Strength (SS) - Ferocious Combo (A) - Unstoppable Charge (A) - Echoing Roar (B) - Guttural Taunt (A) - Single-Minded Focus (B)]


    [Rage-Fueled Strength: Physical strength surges tremendously, allowing for effortless lifting and smashing of objects or enemies.]


    [Ferocious Combo: Executes a series of rapid, powerful attacks when enraged, making it challenging for enemies to counter or escape.]


    [Unstoppable Charge: Charges toward a target with immense momentum, breaking through defenses and overwhelming opponents.]


    [Echoing Roar: Roars echo impressively in open spaces, amplifying the sound to seem much larger than the source.]


    [Guttural Taunt: Instinctively employs taunting phrases and gestures, provoking enemies and drawing their attention.]


    [Single-Minded Focus: In an enraged state, focus narrows intensely on a target, often leading to disregard for allies, traps, or other nearby threats.]


    Atlas swallowed hard, analyzing the stats and talents of Milo¡ªno, Raze. What in the world is happening here?! Raze''s total stat points exceeded 1000, even surpassing Morganna''s despite her higher level. The power discrepancy was startling.


    [Warning: Uncontrolled behavior detected in designated subordinate.]


    [Engage override protocols to neutralize the object?]


    Atlas noted that Raze had emerged the moment Garen touched Milo.


    Did that contact somehow trigger Milo''s transformation into Raze?


    Determined to understand more about this volatile new persona, he mentally commanded the System to activate the Teleportation Pad.


    "Karian!" Atlas signaled urgently toward the now-active pad.


    "You flimsy, soft-boned fool, don''t think you can run! I''m gonna crush those breakable bones of yours!" Raze sneered, taunting Karian as he stormed toward the Teleportation Pad.


    Atlas rushed after them, with Edrik, Kurogasa, and Lyrassa following close behind, all stepping onto the portal.


    Atlas stepped out of the portal and found himself surrounded by the intense heat of Flare Peak, a sensation that was becoming almost familiar. Though it was night, the land was brightly lit by streams of lava flowing through cracked and jagged terrain.


    The others soon followed, appearing beside and behind Atlas. Morganna moved forward, stopping at his right. On the other side, Mira leapt out of the portal with excitement, bouncing on her feet as she stood by his left.


    "Woah... this island is so much fun!" she exclaimed with enthusiasm.


    "You could end up as a roasted rabbit if you stay here too long, Mira."


    Mira giggled. "My Lord¡­ but I don''t think my meat would taste as good as the rabbit you''re imagining. See?" She leaned in closer to Atlas, smiling. "I have a human face, and a human body. Look," she said, lifting her chest slightly, "I even have this chest... and it¡­"


    "Mira, stop it!" Atlas cut in quickly, letting out a sigh. Her "cuteness overload" had already claimed quite a few victims tonight.


    Behind them, a few of their companions stumbled back with nosebleeds, barely held up by the others.


    From a distance, Atlas spotted Raze locked in battle with Karian and Kurogasa.


    "Are you really going to let them go at it like this?" Morganna murmured.


    "Can they actually kill each other?"


    "No, they''re both too tough," she replied. "You could stop them by force, after all. So why haven''t you?"


    Atlas was silent for a moment. "I want to understand this guy named Raze a little better," he said.


    Raze, his body now swollen with muscle and wrapped in a dark, crackling energy, let out a fierce roar that echoed across the vast field, sending chills through the few onlookers.


    Karian shot forward, swinging his greatsword with blazing intensity. The blade erupted in flames as it met Raze''s hand¡ªbut Raze blocked it with sheer force, holding the massive sword back with his bare grip.


    Karian, unrelenting, continued to strike, swinging the greatsword with brutal speed and power. But each time, Raze stood his ground, blocking with his hand until, finally, he seized the greatsword in a tight hold and flung it¡ªand Karian¡ªviolently to the side.


    In that moment, a chain tipped with a wicked blade shot out, wrapping tightly around Raze''s neck from behind. It was Kurogasa.


    Kurogasa rushed forward, sending duplicates of himself in a swift, coordinated attack, each copy lunging at Raze in succession.


    Raze swung wildly at the duplicates, scattering each one into wisps of smoke with every powerful strike. But no sooner did he destroy one than another appeared, until finally, the real Kurogasa slipped in close, slashing viciously at Raze''s torso.


    Kurogasa attacked with brutal speed from all angles, making it nearly impossible for the massive rage beast to lock onto the elusive ninja. Raze retaliated, swinging his fists in rapid arcs, desperate to catch him.


    Just then, Karian lunged forward with his greatsword, adding relentless force to the assault. At the same moment, Kurogasa tightened his kusarigama chain around Raze''s neck from behind, locking him in place.


    With a sudden heave, Raze threw himself forward, sending Kurogasa flying through the air. Raze leapt after him, reaching out to grab him mid-air¡ªonly for Kurogasa to dissolve into shadowy forms in a swift evasive maneuver.


    In that split second, Karian yanked Raze back to the ground, and their battle resumed in a fierce clash of raw power, Raze''s massive fists pounding against the unyielding swings of Karian''s greatsword.


    Despite his neck still ensnared by Kurogasa''s kusarigama chain, Raze lunged at Karian. He seized Karian by the shoulders, delivering a brutal punch to his gut that sent him staggering.


    Just then, Kurogasa tightened the chain around Raze and pulled him back, forcing him to release his hold on Karian. Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Even with Kurogasa wielding a Unique-grade weapon, he struggled to hold his own against Raze, who fought bare-handed yet remained unyielding.


    "Damn, do we even need to be on this team?" a few troops muttered among themselves.


    "These guys are actual monsters."


    "With just the three of them, won''t our next battle be a walk in the park?"


    "But that Hulk guy¡­ he''s seriously strong."


    "I''m never getting anywhere near him."


    "Yeah, imagine if he threw me like that, my bones would shatter on impact."


    Atlas watched the brutal, intense battle unfold. He couldn''t quite put his finger on it, but it was clear Karian was reveling in the fight, while Kurogasa seemed to be holding something back, almost as if he wasn''t fully committed.


    Were they truly just enjoying the thrill of a real, unrestricted fight?


    A small smile crossed Atlas''s face. Letting them go all-out in a place like this might have been an interesting choice after all.


    Lyrassa?


    Lyrassa stood closer to the fight alongside Edrik, both watching the clash from a short distance away.


    At that moment, Edrik glanced over at Atlas, who nodded, signaling him to wrap up the battle.


    Without hesitation, Lyrassa floated up and spun through the air between the fighters, summoning thick vines from the ground that shot up and quickly coiled around Raze''s body.


    Raze thrashed and tore at the vines as they attempted to cocoon him, resisting with all his might.


    Karian struck again, his greatsword slamming down toward Raze''s head. The blow knocked Raze to the ground, but he continued to struggle, breaking free from some of the vines. Kurogasa joined in, binding Raze further, until the vines finally formed a complete cocoon around him.


    Raze let out a furious roar, still trying to break free. Karian struck Raze''s head repeatedly with his greatsword until, slowly, Raze''s wild movements began to ease, and his rage-filled eyes cleared as he started to regain control.


    Moments later, his massive form began to shrink, muscles receding as he returned to his normal magician''s build.


    Atlas approached as the battle finally came to an end. From within the cocoon, Milo emerged, looking completely stunned. Hastily, he pulled clothes from his inventory, scrambling to put them on as his hands shook, fumbling with the buttons in a flurry of panic.


    Once dressed, he dropped to his knees, bowing repeatedly in Atlas''s direction, his forehead touching the hot ground with every bow, only to flinch in pain each time.


    "My Lord, forgive me, please forgive me! Don''t punish me, My Lord... please forgive me!" he pleaded, occasionally letting out a startled yelp as the heat from the ground burned his skin.


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 Chapter 46 - The Final Trial of Grit

    Atlas crouched down in front of Milo, who was trembling as he bowed before him, hands shaking."Milo, it''s over. No one is going to punish you," Atlas said calmly. "Now, sit up. I want to talk to you."


    Milo quickly sat up, though his face was still pale, his lips quivering with fear.


    "My Lord¡­ forgive me¡­ I caused such a mess¡­ if you want to lock me up, or anything else, I''ll accept it. Just please¡­ don''t hurt me¡­"


    "No, listen." Atlas''s voice was firm but gentle.


    "Now, tell me what happened to you. Tell me about your friend, Raze, and what made you transform into him. There''s no punishment. I just want to understand."


    Milo nodded slowly and began to explain. Raze was like another personality within him, or perhaps more than that, a separate presence sharing his body, as if two souls and two minds inhabited one form.


    "But your stat points with him are different, right?" Atlas asked.


    "Yes, My Lord¡­ we both level up together, but I¡­ am¡­ weak¡­"


    Atlas nodded thoughtfully. "So the transformation is triggered when someone touches you?"


    Milo gave a small nod in confirmation.


    Atlas studied Milo thoughtfully for a moment. From what he''d seen, it seemed Raze still maintained some awareness of his surroundings and even had enough control to engage in banter with others.


    Although it was Garen who had initially touched Milo, Raze had focused on fighting Karian and Kurogasa instead. Maybe it was because Karian had directly challenged him?


    Atlas was also sure that Raze could have fought with even more intensity, yet neither side had delivered any fatal blows.


    "Welcome to the team, Milo. I can already tell you''ll be a valuable asset. What was your previous rank?"


    "Ch-champion, My Lord¡­" Milo replied hesitantly.


    "So, the same rank as Lyrassa," Atlas noted, smiling. "You must have been through a lot to reach that rank. I know your experience, knowledge, and insight will be useful for me, and for all of us."


    Milo nodded slowly, still looking pale.


    "I can control you¡ªor rather, control Raze¡ªwith my authority," Atlas said calmly. "I could stop you if I needed to, but I choose not to. So, relax."


    Milo looked up at him, bewildered.


    Atlas extended his hand, reaching out to place it on Milo''s shoulder. Kurogasa, Karian, Edrik, Lyrassa, and even Morganna watched closely, ready to intervene at the slightest hint of trouble.


    "We''re glad to have you with us," Atlas said, giving Milo''s shoulder a firm pat.


    Everyone held their breath, bracing for the worst.


    But¡­ nothing happened. Atlas straightened, and Milo, who had been tense, anticipating an uncontrollable transformation, looked down at his shoulder in stunned disbelief, bewildered by the quiet that followed.


    Atlas walked over to the others waiting by the portal, with Milo trailing nervously behind him.


    So, was it true that Milo would transform into Raze if someone touched him? Or was it more likely that his fear of causing trouble was driving that belief? Perhaps he hadn''t transformed when Atlas patted his shoulder simply because he was too exhausted? Sear?h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Hey, everyone, meet our new teammate, Milo," he announced.


    But as soon as he spoke, everyone''s faces turned pale, and they hurriedly disappeared into the portal, leaving only Mira standing in front of Atlas.


    "Hi, Mr. Grumpy¡­ tomorrow, you''re in charge of helping me fix the garden, okay?" she said and giggled.


    They returned to Gacha Haven, and no one dared to share a hut with Milo, so a separate space had been set aside for him. However, Milo opted to sleep in a tent instead.


    The next morning, as the group gathered for breakfast, laughing and chatting, suddenly, they all fell silent, their gazes snapping to one spot.


    There stood Milo, grinning awkwardly and shuffling a deck of cards nervously. "Hi! Want me to show you a card trick?"


    No one answered. Instead, they all scrambled up and bolted in every direction.


    Milo headed toward the kitchen. When he arrived, one of the cooks, a young woman, gasped in surprise and dropped a pan with a loud clang.


    "Ah, no!" she yelped, clutching her stomach. "Sorry¡­ I, uh¡­ I have a stomachache!" And she quickly dashed off.


    The other cook, looking equally unsettled, slid a lunchbox across the table toward Milo from a distance. "Sir, here''s your food."


    In the afternoon, Atlas gathered everyone to reassign each team with their new supervisors. At the front of the group stood Zara, Kaida, Garen, and Ronan, with the rest of the troops lined up behind them. Facing them were Atlas and the key team members: Edrik, Karian, Lyrassa, and Milo.


    "Alright, today I''ll be assigning each team a new supervisor," Atlas announced. "With four supervisors now, we can focus more effectively on your training."


    Everyone gulped, a sense of nervous anticipation filling the air.


    "Lyrassa will lead the team¡­" Atlas began, but before he could finish, all four leaders and even some of the troops raised their hands in desperation.


    "She''ll be working with Kaida," Atlas finished.


    Kaida laughed, thoroughly pleased. "Ahahahaha¡­ finally! Being with Edrik was so boring. He''s way too stiff."


    "Shut up, Kaida," Edrik muttered.


    "Milo will lead¡­" Atlas continued.


    Instantly, everyone froze, pale-faced and breaking into a cold sweat.


    "Zara. I''m sure Milo''s experience will be useful to you," Atlas said, nodding toward her.


    Zara flinched, momentarily startled, then quickly composed herself. "I''m ready, My Lord," she answered with forced confidence.


    Finally, Garen was assigned to Karian, making a team of two massive-built warriors, while Edrik was paired with Ronan, two men who both carried an air of mystery.


    Afterward, Atlas reviewed his Gacha pulls, feeling quite satisfied with the results. Four S-rank pulls out of 150 attempts, plus he still had reserves to spare.


    [Exclusive Character Banner Summary:


    Total tickets used: 10


    Total Rank-A pulls: 2


    Total Rank-S pulls: 1


    Next guaranteed Rank-A in 9 pulls


    Next guaranteed Rank-S in 80 pulls]


    [Exclusive Weapon Banner Summary:


    Total tickets used: 20


    Total Rank-A pulls: 4


    Total Rank-S pulls: 1


    Next guaranteed Rank-A in 5 pulls


    Next guaranteed Rank-S in 79 pulls]


    [Standard Banner Summary:


    Total tickets used: 120


    Total Rank-A pulls: 23


    Total Rank-S pulls: 2


    Next guaranteed Rank-A in 9 pulls


    Next guaranteed Rank-S in 80 pulls]


    For now, though, he decided to hold off on using the rest. His focus was on maximizing the potential of what he already had: building every necessary structure, training the troops, and preparing quality weapons and armor for them.


    Atlas had successfully built four Flame Beacons, which should be more than enough to support his early battles.


    Afterward, they continued their rigorous training, leveling up and honing their skills. Atlas remained focused on optimizing his overall stat points. Time was short, just a few days left, but he intended to make the most of every moment.


    Atlas sprinted across the terrain, passing the troops who had joined him in this training. Barefoot, he ran confidently over the rocky ground near rivers of lava. The troops watched in awe as Atlas ran with newfound speed and ease, spinning his spear expertly as he moved.


    "Whoa¡­ the Lord''s already adapted that quickly?"


    "What is his resolve even made of?"


    "Come on, we can''t fall behind!"


    Finally, the seventh day of training arrived. Atlas stood in an open field surrounded by hills, while the rest of the troops watched from a distance.


    This would be his final challenge before concluding the training.


    In the distance, a deep, thunderous growl echoed through the valley.


    Atlas, bare-chested and barefoot, spun his spear in preparation, his stance steady and ready.


    ***


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 Chapter 47 - Elite Flare Stalker

    [Lava Hound Lv. 52]The hound, with skin cracked and filled with fiery magma, emerged, snarling menacingly in Atlas''s direction. But this time, he was no longer the same as before. After facing countless battles against the Lava Hound the last few days, he had grown stronger, evolving with remarkable speed.


    Atlas took his stance, positioning himself with a martial arts technique he had picked up quickly from Kurogasa. The crowd watched in tense silence, fully aware that the opponent Atlas would face in this final showdown was no ordinary monster. And this was only the beginning.


    Come to me, you motherf¡ª!


    Atlas gritted his teeth, bracing himself as the Lava Hound charged forward.


    He focused, tracking the Hound''s movements and searching for the right spot to grab¡ªany area free from lava, to minimize the damage he''d take.


    The beast lunged at him, but Atlas sidestepped with speed, gripping its body and using its own momentum to hurl it upward. As the monster crashed down, Atlas darted forward, landing punch after relentless punch.


    Though the creature managed to break free briefly, he repeated this maneuver two, three times, and finally, within just two minutes, the monster lay defeated¡ªa feat that had once taken him nearly two hours.


    Everyone watching swallowed hard, stunned by the brutal, staggering progress he''d made.


    [Your have killed Lava Hound Lv. 52]


    [You received 1,084 Exp]


    [Exp: 4,877/136,109]


    [The Unbreakable Routine has been upgraded to a higher rank: Immutable Discipline, Rating S]


    [Your daily routine has built such profound muscle memory that you''ve gained a natural resistance to exhaustion. Physical actions, like running and combat movements, become nearly automatic.]


    [Benefit: Reduced stamina drain during prolonged activity, allowing for extended battle time and other physically demanding tasks.]


    "Ah, another upgrade is always welcome."


    Atlas grinned as four more Lava Hounds emerged, swiftly closing in on him.


    This time, he drew the Fang of Infernos spear from his Inventory, steadying himself as he spun it, ready for the oncoming attack. The Lava Hounds snarled, spreading out and charging at him from all sides.


    With fluid precision, Atlas sidestepped, twirling the spear before striking, impaling the first Lava Hound and hurling it into the air with a fierce, determined grit. Moving seamlessly, he unleashed a flurry of sweeping cuts, thrusts, and rapid strikes, each movement targeting their weaknesses with pinpoint accuracy.


    In moments, he brought down all four Lava Hounds, each one over level 50, without breaking his focus for even a second.


    [Your have killed Lava Hound Lv. 51]


    [You received 1,337 Exp]


    [Exp: 9,466/136,109]


    [Your mastery over the spear has risen significantly, upgrading your Measured Strikes talent to Perfected Rhythm, Rating A]


    [You have achieved a near-perfect, instinctual timing with each spear strike. This enhancement allows you to adjust your attack rhythm automatically based on your opponent''s movements, boosting accuracy and minimizing energy use.]


    [Benefit: Increased spear damage and critical hit rate against agile opponents.]


    [Name: Atlas Blackthorn]


    [Level: 45]


    [Strength: 184 | Agility: 83 | Intelligence: 61 | Constitution: 90 | Stamina: 86]


    [Available Stat Points: 10]


    [Job: The Lord]


    [Class: Warrior]


    [Unyielding Resolve (A) - Tactical Awareness (A) - Instinctual Command (A) - Perfected Rhythm (A) - Immutable Discipline (S) - Commanding Presence (S) - Bloodbound Vigor (S)]


    Atlas reviewed his updated status, marveling at how far he''d come in just the last two weeks. Every single one of his talents had reached at least an A rating, with three now ranked at an impressive S.


    On top of that, his stat points had also seen a major boost thanks to his intense training over the past a week. He''d gained around 40 stat points, a truly incredible leap in such a short time.


    At last, his final challenge appeared: a panther-like creature with a flaming mane, renowned for its stealthy ambushes in volcanic terrain.


    This was truly a massive cat, moving with slow, calculated steps, as if ready to strike without warning. The fiery aura surrounding the creature made it look even more ferocious, its blazing intensity adding to its menacing presence.


    [Elite - Flare Stalker Lv. 56]


    "Damn, an Elite-grade monster," Atlas muttered.


    At that level and grade, this was no ordinary foe, and it was even larger than the biggest panthers he''d seen. The creature growled, a rumble that echoed ominously, but Atlas tightened his grip on his spear.


    All he needed was to draw on the training of the past few days, putting every spear skill he''d honed to the test. He knew this was within his reach.


    "I got badly injured a few days ago fighting that same monster," Garen, the leader of the Cinder team, said.


    "Yeah, that beast moves fast and hits hard."


    "But our Lord has been training intensely these past few days. I''m sure he can handle it," Zara replied confidently.


    "Hah! He''s got some real guts, doesn''t he? I''m starting to like him even more," Kaida added with a laugh.


    "But... will he survive facing a monster at such a high level?"


    Edrik glanced over at Kurogasa. "I''ll be genuinely shocked if he pulls this off on the first try," he smirked. "But I''m ready for it."


    "He does have a way of surprising us," Kurogasa added with a nod.


    "Should I move in closer, just in case?" Karian asked.


    "Let''s show a little more faith in our Lord," Kurogasa replied.


    "Uh¡­," one of them said nervously. "Want me to do a card trick? You know¡­ to ease the tension?"


    Before anyone could respond, they noticed someone approaching. Milo, who had somehow appeared without them realizing it. The nearby troops quickly scattered, moving away from Milo and the leaders.


    "Just stay there, Milo," Edrik said, swallowing hard.


    The Flare Stalker let out a loud, mocking roar, eyes locked on Atlas as if challenging him. But Atlas stood firm, spear in hand, ready.


    The beast charged forward, its movements fierce and fast. Atlas tracked it easily, sidestepping and spinning his spear to strike the creature with a precise blow.


    Enraged, the Flare Stalker roared again, unleashing a wave of fiery energy in all directions. Atlas remained unaffected, darting toward the creature as it leapt. He slid low, aiming from below, and struck with another swift attack.


    [Elite Skill - Flurry of Spears Lv. 1]


    In a blur, Atlas unleashed a rapid series of spear thrusts, hitting the beast''s flank and landing a solid strike on its haunches. The beast was thrown back with force, staggering as it struggled to regain its footing, snarling in anger.


    The battle raged on. Atlas moved with surprising precision, narrowly dodging each attack. He sidestepped to the right just as two massive claws swiped toward his face, missing him by a hair''s breadth.


    He spun his spear and drove it toward the beast''s abdomen, only for it to shift back, evading the strike.


    The same pattern continued, Atlas jabbed forward, testing the creature''s reflexes with quick, probing thrusts, each one met with nothing but air as the beast dodged gracefully, countering with a rapid tail swipe that blazed past his shoulder.


    Realizing he''d have to pick up the pace, Atlas adjusted his rhythm, accelerating into a series of faster, harder attacks.


    Then, in a flash of precision, he landed a solid strike on the creature''s shoulder, his spear driving deep. The Flare Stalker roared, flames surging as it staggered, momentarily thrown off balance.


    The creature leaped forward, its claws igniting as it hurled itself at him in a frenzied, last-ditch attack.


    In that instant, Atlas saw his opening. Time seemed to slow as he took a half-step to the side, feeling the heat of its mane scorch past him. With every ounce of focus, he drove his spear upward, piercing through the beast''s chest with a force that stopped it in its tracks.


    The monster''s flames flickered and slowly faded, and with a final growl, it crumpled to the ground, defeated. S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [You have killed Elite - Flare Stalker Lv. 56]


    [You received 4,568 Exp]


    [Exp: 14,034/136,109]


    Atlas took a deep breath, letting the rush of the fight wash over him. Around him, the crowd erupted in stunned admiration.


    He had won.


    [Common - Piercing Thrust leveled up to 7]


    [Common - Sweeping Strike leveled up to 5]


    [Common - Defensive Stance leveled up to 8]


    [Common - Ground Slam leveled up to 5]


    [Common - Power Strike leveled up to 9]


    [Common - Endurance Boost leveled up to 10]


    [Elite - Flurry of Spears leveled up to 2]

 Chapter 48 - Three Paths to Conquest

    Atlas and his elite subordinates gathered in the fortress to discuss the first wave of battles, set to begin in just two days. Edrik stood at the front, leading the discussion. Not because he was the most experienced, but simply because he had a knack for articulating strategy in a way that was easy for everyone to understand, especially for Atlas.There were three primary strategies they could adopt for the upcoming battle: Attack, Defensive Hold, and All-Out Confrontation. Each option offered distinct advantages and disadvantages, allowing each lord and their territory to approach the conflict according to their strengths and resources.


    Atlas nodded slowly, absorbing the significance of each choice and weighing which approach would best serve them.


    Edrik continued his explanation.


    The goal of each battle was to earn Rank Points, which would allow a Lord to climb the ranks¡ªfrom Division 1 to Division 5 and, eventually, to the next rank. In Atlas''s case, he needed to progress through these divisions to reach Rank 2: Scout.


    The First Strategy: Attack S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    This proactive approach involved challenging a nearby opponent directly on their own territory. The primary goal for attackers was to break through enemy defenses and secure victory points.


    [Advantages:]


    [- Higher Rank Point Reward: Successful attacks yield more points, 20 rank points.]


    [- Loot Opportunity: A victorious attacker can claim a portion of the defender''s resources as spoils.]


    [Disadvantages:]


    [- Risk of Counterattack: If the attack fails, the defender is allowed to launch an immediate counterattack.]


    Edrik concluded, "It''s a high-stakes move, but the rewards can be worth the risk."


    The Second Strategy: Defensive Hold


    In this strategy, Lords remain on their own island, focusing on fortifying defenses to repel potential invaders. Rank points are earned by successfully defending against attacks.


    [Advantages:]


    [- Defensive Rank Point Gain: A successful defense awards 15 points. While this is fewer than the points awarded for attacking, it ensures the island''s safety and prevents resource loss.]


    [- Resource Protection: With a successful defense, all resources are retained, strengthening the island''s security and stability.]


    [Strategic Preparation: Defenders can set traps, reinforce environmental fortifications, and take full advantage of the home field, significantly increasing their chances of success.]


    [Disadvantages:]


    [- Slower Progression: Each successful defense earns fewer points than an attack, which may slow rank progression.]


    [- No Resource Gains from Opponents: Defending only provides rank points, without the resource bonuses that come from a victorious attack.]


    Atlas continued, "How far can these attacks go? I mean, is it a fight to total destruction, or does each Lord get a second chance?"


    Edrik nodded and explained. "In both Attack and Defense scenarios, attackers and defenders have the option to retreat or surrender before reaching total devastation."


    He added. "However, the earlier they choose to retreat or surrender, the greater the penalty. Think of it like this. If they retreat with only 40% damage taken, the penalty will be steeper than if they''d waited until they were down to the maximum threshold of 10% remaining."


    After taking these actions, both attacker and defender enter a 1 month cooldown, during which they can focus on rebuilding and fortifying their territory.


    Atlas nodded slowly, summarizing what he had learned.


    "So, whether attacking or defending, each Lord still has a chance to fight in the next battle, but they''ll face penalties, losing rank points, resources, or even facing death."


    He nodded again, realizing that, despite setbacks, Lords still had the chance to reset their strategies and come back stronger.


    "What about an All-Out Confrontation, Edrik?"


    Edrik explained the final strategy:


    The Third Strategy: All-Out Confrontation


    In this high-stakes strategy, both Lords meet on neutral ground or at a contested location, engaging in an unrestricted battle. This option is the riskiest, but it also offers the greatest rewards.


    [Advantages:]


    [- Highest Rank Point Reward: Victors earn 25 points, making this the fastest path for rapid rank advancement.]


    [Disadvantages:]


    [- No Retreat Mechanism: Once the battle begins, there is no option to retreat. If one side is overpowered, surrender is the only escape.]


    [- Severe Consequences on Loss: If a Seeker surrenders, the winning Lord gains control of the defeated Lord''s island and all its resources.]


    Edrik continued, "Because of the high risks, not many are willing to choose this third option. Both sides must agree to an all-out confrontation. When a Lord challenges with an attack, the other side can respond with a defensive hold or accept the challenge as an all-out confrontation."


    Atlas nodded thoughtfully. "So by issuing an attack challenge, a Lord is also opening themselves to the possibility of an all-out battle?"


    "Exactly. If they choose the attack strategy, they should be prepared for the greatest risk as well."


    Atlas processed the information carefully: Attack, Defense, or All-Out Confrontation. If someone was greedy enough, they might choose the riskiest option, the all-out battle. But that path left no room for error. If they lose, they''d face either death or complete subjugation to the victor.


    He recalled what Lyrassa had shared; over hundreds of years, she had only chosen the defensive strategy, growing her island slowly and steadily.


    Karian, on the other hand, was more aggressive, preferring to attack and advance quickly.


    Edrik mentioned that he varied between attack and defense based on his assessment of each opponent.


    Milo? He said he always started with defense, though he often counter-attacked once his opponent was weakened.


    And Morganna? She didn''t give any comments.


    "Now tell me, Edrik¡ªwhat''s the best strategy for our island?" Atlas asked.


    "I can only provide a logical assessment; the final decision is yours," Edrik replied.


    He continued, "We have several powerful individuals. An attack strategy would be feasible, and with our strength, we could execute it effectively. However, the risk is that our opponents might respond with an all-out confrontation if they underestimate us¡ªespecially since they won''t likely anticipate Milo as a threat."


    He paused before adding, "As for defense, we have the flame beacons, but at this early stage, a defensive stance would still result in some damage to our island, which would take time and resources to repair. I''d say we have a stronger edge in attacking rather than defending¡ªnot because our defenses are weak, but because the potential damage we''d sustain in defense could slow us down."


    Edrik continued, "But attacking head-on also carries risks, since we haven''t fully assessed what our opponents might be hiding. We don''t know what surprises they might have in store."


    Atlas nodded thoughtfully. "And what''s the status of our preparations with the troops?"


    Edrik gave a slight smile. "Not to boast, but our troops are at a solid level. Their armor and weapons have been upgraded over the past week of hunting at Flare Peak, though not all of it is fully reinforced yet."


    He went on, "As for the Elite Subordinates, only Lyrassa and Milo are still waiting for their Signature Weapons. But Lyrassa is still more than capable in her support role, and Milo, well, Raze, he''s plenty powerful even without one."


    Atlas nodded again. "Right¡­ understood. Thanks for the assessment, Edrik."


    He then stood and faced his Elite Subordinates.


    "We''ll review our defenses thoroughly over the next day. Make sure everyone, every team, is prepared with their part of the strategy for the battle," he said, his gaze steady.


    "We''ll engage in at least one battle, then assess whether to continue or shift to the fallback phase." He paused, considering. "If needed, we''ll activate the Reinforcement Phase, where we retreat behind the protective barrier, giving us time to regroup and rebuild."


    With the first battle wave less than 48 hours away, they had only moments to finalize their preparations. This would either be their first major victory¡ªor their first significant loss. The outcome would be known soon enough.


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 Chapter 49 - Seeker Division 1

    Atlas reviewed the island''s condition and the team''s preparations one last time. Four Flame Beacons had been constructed, positioned strategically on each side of the island.Each tower featured a massive crystal core encased within a reinforced structure, towering twice as tall as an adult. From the top radiated an intense, fiery aura, lighting up the area around it.


    The Flame Beacons would defend by firing volleys of fireballs in all directions, capable of hitting both ground and air units¡ªan incredibly effective defensive measure.


    Atlas made a mental note to build more once they gathered enough materials.


    Thanks to the Lord Battle mechanics, the Beacons'' damage would only affect enemies. Even if allies stood nearby, they''d be shielded from the attacks'' impact. Truly a magical advantage.


    He positioned the main fortress at the island''s center, surrounded by Residential Huts, the Training Ground, harvesting structures, and the blacksmith. Mira''s gardens sprawled across much of the outer island, creating a natural boundary with vibrant greenery.


    If they decided on a defensive strategy, their enemies would need to prepare themselves for the rage of the "Bunny Gardener."


    Atlas frequently met with the team leaders, making time every day to build bonds across the team. Connecting with 30 people individually was no small task, so he started by focusing on their team leaders, one by one.


    Zara began by explaining her strategy, carefully assigning each role to maximize each member''s potential. Her deep understanding of her team''s strengths was impressive; she was naturally gifted and incredibly strategic.


    Kaida, on the other hand, laughed and declared that her team was "ready to go all out," keeping the details light. Fortunately, Lyrassa, with her cool head, balanced Kaida''s enthusiasm by adding a defensive layer to their plan.


    Garen, towering with his massive build, grinned. "My Lord, I''ll be on the front lines, leading my team to crush the enemy!"


    Ronan, always a man of few words, nodded. "My Lord, I''ve prepared a detailed analysis of my team as well. I''m confident in their readiness."


    The day of the battle had arrived. Atlas stood in the main fortress building with his Elite Subordinates, finalizing their strategy.


    Finally, the system notification appeared:


    [A New Battle Season Has Begun!]


    [Fight fiercely, using the best strategy you''ve got. Claim victory, grow your island, and become unstoppable.]


    [You have received two Attack Tokens.]


    Two gold coins, each engraved with the image of a sword, materialized in front of Atlas. He took them in hand.


    "You can pick another island to attack with those two tokens," Edrik explained.


    [If you effectively utilize the tokens, you''ll receive a bonus. But if you fail to use them by the end of the battle season, a penalty will apply.]


    "This battle season sure comes with a lot of penalties," Atlas muttered.


    Edrik nodded. "Yes, it''s been harsh for everyone. That''s why the casualties from this war have been so staggering."


    [The battle season will last for 3 months.]


    [Ranking Lords will be organized into several clusters, with rewards distributed based on each rank within the cluster.]


    [Survive the battles, claim as many victories as possible, and earn exceptional rewards to fortify and grow your island.]


    [Atlas - Seeker Div 1 has been registered in Cluster Saharian.]


    [The new battle season begins now.]


    Atlas opened the map interface, revealing his island at the center, surrounded by numerous islands marked as Seeker Division 1. There were dozens¡ªmaybe even hundreds.


    He thought for a moment, then continued. "So, our choice now is either to select an island to challenge¡­ or wait for someone to challenge us."


    "Yes, Atlas. And remember, each island can only accept up to five challenge invitations at a time. You''ll need to choose which of those five challengers to accept."


    "What about the rest?"


    "You can take on the others once you''ve finished with the current challenge. Or, if necessary, you can retreat¡ªwith a slightly lower penalty."


    Atlas groaned. "Another penalty¡­"


    Atlas weighed his options, also considering his defensive strength with the Flame Beacons.


    "I think challenging anyone too early isn''t the best move. We have three months, so waiting for challengers to come might be wiser," he said thoughtfully.


    "Yes, letting others challenge you first can be a good strategy. Especially if you''re confident in your defensive setup," Edrik replied.


    Atlas scanned the islands marked on the map, viewing each one from above. He could see their layouts, the structures they''d built, and even a single aerial image of each Lord who lived there. Some islands looked weak, likely easy targets for an early attack.


    "Remember, Atlas," Edrik cautioned, "if you target weaker islands, the rewards will probably be minimal."


    Atlas nodded. "So attacking stronger islands means better rewards but higher risks in battle, right?"


    "Exactly."


    "But if someone wants easy wins," Edrik added, "they''ll likely go after weaker Lords. They''ll secure points with less resistance, though their progress will be slower."


    Atlas nodded. "So, being greedy with high risk and high gain, or going for stable growth with less risk."


    Edrik continued, "By the way, you can also adjust the map filter to show Lords of higher ranks¡ªeither the same rank but higher divisions or even Lords from higher ranks entirely. Anyone can challenge up in rank, but never down."


    "The rewards would be greater?"


    "Yes," Edrik replied, "though I''m not suggesting you need to. Just something to keep in mind."


    "Got it."


    After a brief wait, the system notifications began to pop up.


    [Neron from Ember Stone Isle, Seeker Div 1, has issued a challenge.]


    [Kara from Stormridge, Seeker Div 1, has issued a challenge.] S~ea??h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [Varus from Thornspire, Seeker Div 1, has issued a challenge.]


    "Oh... three challenges all at once?" Edrik remarked, raising an eyebrow.


    And then two more notifications followed quickly:


    [Soren from Ashroot Grove, Seeker Div 1, has issued a challenge.]


    [Lira from Ironwave Isle, Seeker Div 1, has issued a challenge.]


    "Make that five," Atlas said, surprised.


    Edrik chuckled, "Well, good luck, Atlas. You''ve filled up your challenge invitation slots in no time!"


    Atlas quickly pulled up profiles on each challenger, analyzing their islands through aerial previews.


    "Poor defenses, poor defenses¡­ this one''s island is pretty large, likely backed by a sponsor," Edrik observed, pointing out the structural variations. "And these last two? Fairly well-fortified with a good spread of structures."


    "Yes," Atlas agreed. "In the Saharian Cluster, where the area is vast and filled with powerful Lords, I''m not surprised that many newly awakened Lords have already been claimed by stronger alliances."


    Edrik turned to him. "So, what''s your decision?"


    "Neron, Kara, Varus, Soren, and Lira," Atlas murmured, mentally weighing his options.


    Accepting a challenge from a Lord with weaker defenses might mean the challenger relied on sheer numbers, confident that a large force would overwhelm his defenses.


    On the other hand, choosing opponents with more complete structures was a gamble¡ªit was hard to tell if they were weaker offensively or if they hid greater strength, possibly backed by sponsorship from stronger Lords.


    Atlas studied each island carefully. Most challengers displayed several dozen troops, though a few showed smaller numbers. Still, he knew there could easily be additional forces hidden in reserve, ready to deploy when needed.


    "Alright, I''ll go with this one," he decided.


    [Atlas from Gacha Haven, Seeker Div 1, has accepted the defensive challenge from Soren of Ashroot Grove, Seeker Div 1.]


    [The battle will begin in: 10:00:00]


    On the map, the islands of Gacha Haven and Ashroot Grove began drifting closer, setting up for the impending clash.


    "So, choosing opponents based on proximity can be a strategic trick too," Atlas noted.


    "Correct," Edrik confirmed.


    "Alright, we have ten hours! Prepare, everyone!" Atlas commanded.

 Chapter 50 - Soren of Ashroot Grove

    Atlas and Edrik stood atop the watchtower, where the Rank-A item, the Community Bell, had been set up. It would serve not only to coordinate the battle but also to boost the troops'' morale.Atlas raised a telescope, scanning the horizon. In the distance, he could see the enemy island slowly approaching, closing in for the battle. According to the countdown, the clash was set to begin in about 40 minutes.


    "Their island''s position is higher than ours," Atlas murmured.


    "That''s an advantage for attackers," Edrik replied. "It makes it harder for defenders to get a direct view of the incoming island. But it''s just a disadvantage, not a complete obstacle."


    Atlas nodded thoughtfully, noticing that the enemy island was slightly larger than his own.


    After a pause, Edrik asked, "Have you ever¡­ killed anyone before, Atlas?"


    Atlas lowered the telescope at the unexpected question. "No, not yet." He shook his head slowly. "Monsters, yes. But never a human."


    "Well," Edrik said gently, "I think it''s a heavy thing for anyone the first time."


    Atlas nodded slowly. "I''m sure I''m not the only one facing this for the first time. Some of our troops are even younger than I am."


    "Well," Edrik replied, "youth doesn''t always mean lack of experience."


    Atlas gave a slight smile. "I understand what you mean. But everyone has placed their trust in me, so I can''t afford a single moment of hesitation."


    Edrik''s expression softened into a faint smile. "I almost hope these attackers come with a bit of arrogance or taunts. Might make it easier for our people to feel some fire and maybe make the act of taking lives¡­ feel a little less heavy."


    "If it''s not us doing the killing, it''s us being killed," Atlas added.


    "Absolutely."


    As the enemy island loomed closer, coming into clearer view from below, Atlas summoned his floating throne and took a seat, while Morganna stood behind him, facing outward.


    He could see his troops below, positioned at their posts along the perimeter of the island. Each team was stationed on a different side, prepared to repel attacks from any direction.


    The workers had already been moved to safety inside the fortress, the most secure place on the island. Because, If the attackers made it into the fortress, it would mean they''d essentially lost the island.


    And then there was Mira. Despite her title as the "Bunny Gardener," no one truly believed anymore that she was simply an innocent caretaker of plants. With her Bloomblade Hoe in hand, she was ready and waiting in the lushest section of the gardens, surrounded by dense flowers and greenery.


    Mira had insisted she''d stationed herself there only "to protect the plants from being trampled." But Atlas knew better, those who underestimated her would quickly realize she was far from just a simple gardener.


    Atlas could feel the tension radiating from everyone around him. His own gaze had sharpened, his posture more rigid as he braced himself for the battle. Though there were still ten minutes before the clash officially began, the two islands had already drifted close enough that he could see across to the other side.


    Near the edge of the opposing island, a figure emerged, standing with an imposing presence. It was a tall, heavily armored person, their armor layered with bear fur that covered their shoulders and even the top of their helmet. This had to be the Lord of that island. What was his name again? Right¡ªSoren.


    With ten minutes still remaining until the official battle began, direct confrontation was prohibited¡ªbut that didn''t stop the enemy from attempting a little mental warfare and provocation.


    "Look at his little island!" Soren shouted across the gap, his voice carrying over. "It''s seriously adorable¡ªso cute, hahaha!"


    Just as Edrik had predicted, their opponents arrived brimming with confidence and arrogance, launching into taunts. Whether their arrogance was genuine or a deliberate tactic, Atlas didn''t care; he found himself leaning toward the idea that this particular enemy was simply arrogantly stupid.


    "With my overwhelming troops, four times what you''ve got, I''ll crush this island in no time!" Soren boasted.


    Atlas regarded him with a relaxed gaze, curious to see how far Soren would take the insults.


    "Please," Atlas muttered, just loud enough, "I know you can do better than that."


    "Atlas of Gacha Haven?" Soren continued. "What are you doing here, kid? Still treating this like a game? With your little gacha fantasies? So, what is it? Does your system let you summon heroes from other worlds? Hahaha."


    Atlas smiled; he had to give Soren some credit, he was smart enough to guess the concept pretty quickly.


    "Tell me, kid¡­ are you trembling in fear yet? Just look at your troops. You''ve got a little girl," he sneered, gesturing toward Zara.


    Zara narrowed her eyes at him, clearly unfazed by the jab.


    "And over there? A nervous middle-aged man and what? A magician?" Soren added, pointing toward Milo, who was nervously shuffling his deck of cards.


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    "I''ll tell you, kid¡­ you''ve got the dumbest troop composition I''ve ever seen in my whole career as a Lord."


    Whole career? Had this guy been stuck in the Seeker rank for years?


    "Now, kid, I''ve got a generous offer for you," Soren went on.


    Atlas kept his expression relaxed, simply watching as Soren continued.


    "Look, I''m not a heartless man. I don''t kill kids, or women for that matter. But you''ve got a bit too many girls on your side, don''t you?" He grinned. "So here''s the deal: I''ll let you off this time if those lovely ladies come with me."


    Atlas raised an eyebrow, sensing an opening. Standing up from his throne, he asked casually, "So you''re saying that if I hand over a few of my girls, you''ll let me go?"


    Soren laughed, pleased with himself. "Exactly, kid. Give me that blonde girl, the bunny girl¡­," he added, his gaze shifting past Atlas to where Morganna stood. "And that dark-haired woman behind you. Those three will do nicely."


    Atlas''s smile grew sharper. "But sir, what if they refuse to go with you and choose to fight by my side instead? And what if it''s you who surrenders, allowing me to counterattack and wipe you out completely?"


    Soren burst out laughing, clearly amused by the taunt. "Kid, you''re absolutely hilarious. I''ve given you the best offer I can make, and I''m dead serious. My troops far outnumber yours, and I''m not the type to appreciate rejection."


    As the countdown ticked closer, Soren''s expression hardened.


    "Listen up, kid. I''m going to crush you in an instant. I''ll spare those girls, especially that dark-haired bitch behind you. I''ll drag her to my bed, make her mine, and force you to watch¡ªjust so your foolish troops understand exactly what your so-called pride is worth."


    Atlas opened his mouth to respond, but froze as a sudden, chilling wave of dread washed over him.


    What the hell is this?!


    His body shook, every hair standing on end, as though an immense, deadly pressure had seized him, flooding his senses with a chilling intensity.


    Slowly, he glanced back over his shoulder, only to see dark energy seeping from Morganna''s form, swirling around her.


    ***


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 Chapter 51 - Her Fury, Not Yet Spent

    [The battle begins now.]Atlas stood, spear at the ready. Around the perimeter of the island, shimmering magical fields appeared, expanding the island''s boundaries into a battleground known as the Warfare Zone¡ªan extended combat area that would only open during battles like this one.


    From every direction, swirling portals lit up, each releasing squad after squad of Soren''s troops. Clearly, Soren hadn''t been bluffing; from every corner of the battlefield, clusters of a dozen to twenty fighters poured in, swelling the numbers to nearly four times the size of Atlas''s forces.


    The bell in the watchtower rang out, its sound echoing across the island, signaling all defenders to take their positions. In the distance, Atlas spotted Soren at the rear of his forces, his massive frame clad in formidable heavy armor, looking nearly impenetrable.


    Just how many battles has he won to amass this kind of force and equipment?


    "Attack and destroy them!" Soren''s voice boomed as his troops surged forward.


    Soren''s troops echoed his shout with a roar, weapons drawn, ready for the clash that was seconds away. But before they could reach the island, they''d face the fireballs launched by the Flame Beacons¡ªa first line of brutal defense.


    Atlas clenched his spear tighter, feeling the intensity of the battle rise around him.


    "Brace yourselves, fight fiercely, and destroy our enemies!" Atlas shouted, rallying his forces below, his voice carrying strength and determination.


    Atlas stood atop his Floating Throne, poised to leap to whichever part of the battlefield needed his support most. But then he froze.


    Where''s Morganna?


    He glanced over his shoulder¡ªshe was gone.


    Just then, a scream rang out across the battlefield, drawing his attention. He turned, his eyes widening in shock at what he saw.


    On one side of the battlefield, Atlas''s gaze locked onto a sight that stunned him. Morganna? But not the Morganna he knew¡ªshe now wore her Bloodshadow Regalia Armor, and shadowy black and red energy blazed around her, wrapping violently over the entire left side of her body.


    In her right hand, she gripped the Bloodkissed Scythe, its blade glinting darkly as she shot forward, her movements ruthless and unrestrained. She spun the scythe in a rapid arc, decapitating the soldier at the front with a single strike.


    "Control her! Surround her!" came the frantic shouts from Soren''s troops.


    But Morganna moved with deadly precision, slipping through their ranks as if she were a living shadow. Attacks missed as she vanished from one spot, reappearing in another, scythe carving through her enemies with terrifying ease.


    "Attack! Attack! Take her down!" Soren''s voice rang out, desperate.


    It was clear now¡ªMorganna wasn''t merely attacking; she was forcing her way through the formation, cutting down the nearly 30 soldiers standing in her path. Her gaze, blazing and fixed, was set straight on Soren at the rear.


    Soren''s troops were thrown into chaos, struggling to contain Morganna''s brutal onslaught. Meanwhile, on the other side, Soren''s remaining forces began charging forward to launch their own attack.


    Realizing the need to shift the momentum, Soren raised his right hand, appearing to grip something invisible. With a swift motion, he hurled it to the ground.


    [Spirit of the Grove]


    [Summons a guardian spirit from the grove''s heart¡ªa massive, ghostly bear that charges through the battlefield, knocking back and disorienting enemies.]


    A towering, ghostly bear materialized, easily twice the size of an ordinary bear. Its ethereal form shimmered, translucent yet powerful, with a faint mystical glow and smoky wisps trailing off its massive body as it charged forward, barreling into Morganna forces with relentless force.


    It appeared that the beast was a unique System ability possessed by Soren. Possibly allowing him to summon powerful spectral beasts. Just how many he could call upon was unclear, but the summoned bear alone was a massive threat.


    Soren''s remaining troops surged forward, undeterred by the Flame Beacon fireballs that had scorched some of their ranks. Flames clung to them as they advanced, yet they pressed on, and within moments, the first clash erupted between the two forces.


    Seeing an opportunity, Atlas grabbed his Rank-A Item: the Stormcaller''s Amulet, preparing to unleash devastating lightning strikes on the densest cluster of enemy troops.


    He commanded his floating throne to draw him closer. Gripping the amulet tightly, he prepared to channel its power, ready to bring down bolts of lightning as promised by the item''s abilities.


    Atlas watched as Morganna clashed relentlessly with the Spirit Bear, her movements blindingly fast and brutal as she landed strike after strike. The Spirit Bear, however, was resilient, a testament to Soren''s confidence in his summoning ability.


    It seemed Soren''s taunts had done their job, unleashing the full wrath of the Vampire Queen.


    Atlas raised the Stormcaller''s Amulet high into the air, his voice booming across the battlefield.


    "Activate the item! Bring down the lightning strikes and punish those who dare to challenge Gacha Haven today!"


    The skies grew darker as dense clouds gathered, blotting out the sun. Lightning flashed overhead, illuminating the battlefield in blinding bursts, followed by the low rumble of thunder. And then, in an instant¡ª


    A massive bolt struck down, splitting the air with terrifying intensity.


    Atlas had never seen lightning so close, so devastatingly powerful.


    One after another, the lightning strikes hammered into the battlefield, each impact marked by a flash so bright it left spots in his vision, followed by a concussive blast that scattered Soren''s troops. Some were flung back, others consumed by flames as the force ripped through their ranks, sending bodies tumbling, charred and smoking.


    Only after the destruction began did the thunder truly catch up, roaring over the field in deafening waves, echoing the carnage that had already unfolded below.


    The Flame Beacons'' fireballs combined with the devastating lightning strikes had left Soren''s forces in disarray.


    Only a few of Atlas''s troops had fully engaged so far¡ªKarian at the front, Garen on one flank, and Kurogasa dashing forward to pick off weakened foes. The others held back, launching ranged attacks and waiting for the enemy to come within range.


    And then, in one shocking moment, Morganna succeeded in decapitating the Spirit Bear. The massive creature wavered, standing headless for a heartbeat, before dissolving into nothing.


    Morganna, her fury palpable, stood surrounded by Soren''s troops, her focus fixed solely on Soren himself, who now stood vulnerable without his summoned guardian.


    Morganna moved in a blur, her scythe raised and ready, charging directly toward him.


    Just as her scythe arced down, poised to strike¡ª


    Morganna froze, her blade inches from Soren''s neck.


    "What happened?"


    [Soren has declared a retreat with 27% damage taken.]


    [You have earned 15 rank points.]


    [You are entitled to claim 33% of the opponent''s resources.]


    [Congratulations on your first victory!]


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    In an instant, Soren''s forces began vanishing from the battlefield, dissolving into thin air as if swallowed by the very air itself. The battle was over just as quickly as it had begun, leaving Atlas''s troops standing victorious.


    Atlas stood, taking in the sight of his first victory, relieved to see that none of his troops had fallen in the battle. But¡­ his gaze shifted to Morganna.


    She still stood there, scythe in hand, unmoving, exactly where she''d been frozen before delivering the final blow to Soren.


    Is her fury not yet spent?


    ***


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 Chapter 52 - Morgannas Wrath, Atlass Might

    [You have obtained 200 Units of Wood.][You have obtained 200 Units of Iron.]


    [...]


    [You have obtained 10 Prisoners.]


    [You have obtained 895 Gold Coins.]


    [You have received 500 Arcane Shards.]


    [You received 9,568 Exp]


    Notification after notification flashed before Atlas, but he quickly skipped through the details.


    From one side of the island, a portal opened, and moments later, several captives stumbled through, unarmored and unarmed, their hands bound. They fell to the ground before Atlas''s troops, who watched them warily.


    Karian stood nearby, his greatsword at the ready, an unspoken threat to discourage any resistance.


    Atlas descended from his floating throne, approaching the scene, though his gaze flickered to Morganna. She still stood at a distance, scythe in hand, her anger not yet quelled.


    "Atlas¡­" Edrik said quietly, catching his attention.


    Atlas considered his next move carefully. He could allow Soren and his island to retreat fully, sparing them from further harm. Or he could use his Attack Token to launch a counter strike, preventing any escape.


    "We''re going to face plenty of threats, taunts, and provocations in the future," Edrik said, giving a small bow.


    "No, Soren didn''t manage to provoke me¡­ not entirely," Atlas replied calmly. "We won this battle with ease."


    But his thoughts lingered on something else entirely. The thrill of victory was still fresh, yet his mind fixated on one thing.


    He steadied himself, then began walking toward Morganna, with Edrik following closely behind. The rest of the troops watched, waiting for his decision.


    Would they press on, or call it a day?


    "Edrik, now tell me. Give me every reason why we should stop and let them go. That''s your only task right now."


    Edrik bowed and began listing his reasons as he walked just behind Atlas.


    "We''ve won the first battle, and that gives us a chance to make improvements. A good window to refine many things before taking bigger risks."


    "This is only the first battle, so there''s no harm in taking it slow," he continued. "We''ve already secured rank points, resources, and morale."


    "Defense and offense each come with unique challenges and risks. While I believe we could win if we attacked now, there''s always a chance some of us could be injured or worse."


    "Some Lords are cunning enough to bait others into a false sense of victory. Our opponents may have surrendered to lure us into attacking, only to reveal they''re well-prepared defensively."


    He paused, his voice steady. "The rush of victory brings confidence, but strong emotions like these aren''t always helpful in decision-making."


    "As for Morganna," he added, glancing in her direction, "she might not be easily calmed without intervention of the system, but we need to remind her to restrain herself in conditions like this."


    Atlas nodded. "Alright."


    Atlas stepped up beside Morganna, who stood rigidly, her gaze distant and unyielding, the dark energy still blazing across the left side of her body.


    "Having fun?" he asked.


    "Yes," she replied.


    Impressive!


    Even while seething over Soren''s insult, she could respond to him with composure.


    Atlas knew how deeply a slight like that would cut for someone like her¡ªsomeone powerful, proud. He wouldn''t allow anyone to speak to her that way anyway. Morganna, like the rest, was under his protection now.


    "What do you want?" he asked quietly. "Tell me."


    "Kill that insect."


    Atlas nodded slowly, considering his next move. Was he about to let emotion cloud his judgment? Or was confidence in his own strength¡ªand in the strength of his people¡ªjustified?


    Without turning, he spoke to Edrik. "Edrik, now I have another question for you. Tell me, what would you suggest in a situation like this?"


    Edrik bowed, a faint smile touching his lips. "If we press forward and win, we can claim their island and resources. It would be a big step toward strengthening our own island."


    Atlas nodded, a grin breaking through. He flipped the Attack Token into the air, sealing his decision.


    [You have declared a counterattack on Soren of Ashroot Grove.]


    Atlas''s decision was met with a collective sigh of relief and a surge of energy from his troops. Smiles broke out as they readied their weapons, spirits high with renewed determination.


    The islands began to shift positions: Gacha Haven rose, while Soren''s island lowered, the two preparing to meet on new terms. Morganna''s lips curled into a subtle smile, her gaze sharpening with anticipation.


    Atlas raised his hand high. "The battle isn''t over! Our fight isn''t finished! End this and make them regret ever underestimating us!"


    A cheer erupted from his troops, voices ringing with unity and resolve.


    And as the islands settled into their new positions, they prepared to bring this fight to its true conclusion.


    "Edrik, go!" Atlas commanded.


    Edrik bowed and swiftly moved to the rear, setting up their formation for an assault from multiple directions, mirroring the tactics Soren had used earlier.


    A shimmering portal began to form before Atlas. Morganna, with a sharp, deadly smile, readied her scythe, her eyes fixed on the portal as it opened wider.


    Behind Atlas, Lyrassa, Kurogasa, and the entire Blaze Team stood in formation, their weapons drawn, awaiting the signal.


    "My Lord, I love your decision!" Kaida shouted with a fierce grin. "Let''s trample our enemies. We''re not finished yet¡ªha!" S§×ar?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The portal opened fully, revealing the path to Soren''s island.


    [The battle begins now!]


    Morganna surged forward, eyes blazing with fierce intent, ready to cut down any who dared stand in her way. Dozens of enemies braced themselves ahead, forming a wall to block her advance.


    But suddenly, beside her appeared another figure¡ªa spear in hand, charging forward with equal resolve. It was Atlas. She glanced at him briefly, acknowledging his presence before diving back into the fray.


    A Lord was supposed to lead from behind, guiding the battle and directing troops. But Atlas hadn''t trained tirelessly just to sit on a throne while others fought. He was ready!


    With a sharp spin of his spear, he propelled himself forward, side by side with Morganna.


    Morganna sliced through the enemies with brutal efficiency, her scythe an unstoppable force that cleaved through armor and flesh alike. Atlas moved alongside her, striking with precision and force, his spear whirling as he cut down foes in his path.


    He blocked the attack with his spear, leapt back to gain momentum, then thrust the weapon forward, driving it straight into his opponent''s neck. Dead in an instant.


    This was the first human he had ever killed.


    "Attack!" Kaida''s voice rang out as she hurled magic balls from a distance, while others slammed into the enemy ranks with shields and blades.


    The clash of steel filled the air as the battle raged on, each side locked in a fierce struggle for dominance.


    From each of Atlas''s allies, vines began to emerge, blooming into vibrant flowers that released a sweet, invigorating scent. The fragrance spread quickly, and instantly, everyone felt a surge in stamina, their aches and pains fading to a manageable throb.


    Lyrassa was truly a force to be reckoned with¡ªa monster of support skills in a battle like this!


    Atlas gazed into the distance, where the enemy fortress loomed¡ªthe stronghold where Soren was likely holed up. They''d have to break through the ranks of soldiers if they wanted to reach him and deliver the justice he deserved.


    On the battlefield, Milo had collapsed to the ground, his cards scattered around him. He clutched his head, trembling.


    "Please¡­ not too hard¡­ this is terrifying. Please, don''t make me¡ª"


    Standing over him, Karian gave a slight, amused smile. "Now, let''s show them what we''re made of."


    With a firm grip, Karian grabbed Milo''s leg, drawing a panicked shout from the man. "Let go of me! Let me go!"


    Milo screamed, his voice echoing with an energy that seemed to pulse outward, rippling through the air in dark waves.


    Suddenly, black energy erupted from Milo''s form, swirling around him as his body began to shift.


    Before he could complete the transformation on his own, Karian flung him forward, sending him hurtling through the air.


    Milo''s figure expanded, muscles surging with raw power as he was flung through the air, his body transforming completely into his other self¡ªRaze!


    He collided with the fortress wall in his new form, the impact echoing as he landed, fully transformed and ready for destruction.


    "ROARRR!" The fierce, guttural roar shook the battlefield as Raze stood near the fortress, surrounded by dozens of enemy soldiers, his eyes gleaming with unrestrained fury.


    "Come at me, sons of whores!!" Raze bellowed.


    ***


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 Chapter 53 - Im here to end this fight

    Atlas dashed through Soren''s soldiers as they attacked from every direction. He sidestepped, blocking with his spear, redirecting their attacks with swift, fluid movements, and drove his blade deep into one soldier''s chest. Another enemy lunged at him from behind, but a chain blade suddenly whipped out, piercing cleanly through the attacker''s skull.Blood splattered across Atlas''s arm. His pulse thundered, adrenaline surging in this brutal, life-or-death battle.


    He glanced to his side as Kurogasa joined him. "My Lord, I''ll be your shadow."


    In a blur, Kurogasa split into five duplicates, engaging enemies from multiple angles, fending off strikes to keep Atlas''s path clear.


    Without hesitation, Atlas pressed forward, heading straight for the fortress, where Raze fought fiercely, his massive fists hammering against the thick walls as he attempted to break through.


    Two soldiers charged at Atlas, attempting to block his path. Suddenly, thick vines burst from the ground, wrapping around their limbs and dragging them down.


    Lyrassa flew past, both hands raised, casting supportive spells that boosted allies across the battlefield.


    Behind him, Morganna was locked in fierce combat with several of Soren''s troops, her scythe a dark blur slicing through the air.


    Meanwhile, Atlas''s forces pressed forward relentlessly, their coordinated assault driving Soren''s soldiers further and further back.


    But, unexpectedly, Soren''s island revealed even more reinforcements¡ªtroops pouring out from within the fortress itself.


    This Soren isn''t just any lord.


    For someone in Seeker Division 1, there was no way he should have access to so many resources. Someone powerful must be backing him.


    Meanwhile, Raze had managed to create a large breach in the fortress wall, all while battling fiercely. He grabbed an enemy by the head, hurling the unfortunate soldier with such force that they flew clean off the island''s edge, disappearing into the clouds below.


    Atlas darted forward through the path opened by Kurogasa and Lyrassa, weaving past Raze and slipping into the fortress through the gaping hole Raze had smashed into the wall.


    Inside, he found Soren standing with arms crossed, waiting as though he''d expected this all along.


    Kurogasa appeared at Atlas''s side. "My Lord, shall we finish this quickly?"


    "No," Atlas replied. "Leave him to me."


    Soren''s mocking voice echoed from behind his helmet. "Oh, Atlas, the little Gacha gamer."


    He laughed. "I''m trembling in fear. I might even wet myself now that you''ve come all this way to try to kill me."


    Atlas stepped forward, spear in hand, eyes locked onto Soren. This was his moment. A chance to prove himself, and he was resolute in ending it on his own terms.


    "I gave you a fair chance," Soren said, "but you chose total destruction for yourself."


    "You''re awfully confident for someone cornered," Atlas replied. "You''re still mouthing off even now, huh?"


    "Oh, you really think you''ve won, Atlas?" Soren sneered. "Are you truly that na?ve? You have no idea just how far I''m willing to go, Atlas. You''ve underestimated your opponent. I can see how amateurish you are. Is this your first real battle? It''s painfully obvious from the poor decisions you''ve made. Hahaha!"


    "No, I know we haven''t won yet," Atlas replied smoothly. "But I''m about to make sure of it, by killing you."


    Soren laughed. "So you really believe you can defeat me? Why don''t you bring your women here while you''re at it? They''re so enticing I''d like to finish this up and have them as my reward."


    Atlas''s eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on his spear as he took a fighting stance.


    Soren raised his right hand, and a massive greatsword materialized, its tip scraping the ground with a dull, menacing weight.


    "So, you think you''re skilled with that puny spear? Let''s see who''s truly the better fighter! I''ll smash your head to pieces with this greatsword of mine!"


    "I''ll kill you first, and take that armor and greatsword to equip my own troops."


    "Hah! Too much talk!"


    Atlas focused, carefully assessing his opponent. Facing someone wielding a greatsword, he knew he couldn''t rely on direct confrontation or parrying Soren''s strikes¡ªthe sheer force would overpower him.


    Instead, he needed to use the weapon''s weight against Soren. With his spear, he had speed and agility on his side, both of which would be key in this fight.


    They charged at each other. Soren swung his greatsword in a powerful, sweeping arc, aiming to cleave through Atlas. But Atlas stopped short, leaping back just in time to dodge the attack. Seizing the opening, he sidestepped and aimed a swift strike at Soren''s side.


    Soren smirked, shifting with surprising speed, intercepting the attack. The impact sent Atlas skidding back, but he recovered instantly, lunging forward from another angle.


    This time, Soren deflected each of Atlas''s strikes, then unleashed a Skill move of his own¡ªa rapid series of slashes with his massive greatsword, each swing blurring with power and speed as it sliced toward Atlas.


    Atlas backflipped to avoid the onslaught, his feet landing gracefully as he steadied himself, repositioning with precision and calculating his next move.


    Atlas allowed a small smile to spread across his face, savoring the thrill of the fight. He knew Soren had both devastating attacks and formidable defenses with his heavy armor¡ªbut this battle had only just begun.


    [Epic - Bloodrush (Active) Lv. 1]


    [Channeling vampiric energy into muscles, grants a surge of speed, enabling swift, precise movements through enemies with rapid agility.]


    A surge of energy flooded through him, like his blood was thrumming with newfound power. His senses sharpened, his stamina surged, and he felt a burst of strength in his limbs.


    He shot forward, moving with explosive speed. Soren''s eyes widened, clearly startled by the shift in Atlas''s movement speed. S~ea??h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [Elite - Duskbound Presence (Conditional Passive) Lv. 1]


    [Exudes an intimidating aura that weakens the attack power of nearby enemies and boosts critical strike chances when surrounded by multiple foes.]


    Atlas''s eyes glowed red, his gaze piercing with an intense, predatory focus. Soren, caught off guard, felt a wave of pressure radiate from him. A killing intent that seemed to sap his own strength.


    [Common - Endurance Boost Lv. 10]


    Atlas darted around Soren, his attacks relentless. Soren struggled to keep up, forced to block each strike.


    "You think you''re stronger just because of some cheap buff skill?" Soren snarled, attempting to match Atlas''s speed.


    He swung his greatsword wildly, but Atlas weaved around him, too fast and precise to be caught by the powerful but slower swings.


    Atlas circled, thrusting his spear from various angles. He struck from behind, and as Soren whipped around to retaliate, Atlas sidestepped and aimed a swipe at his neck, then another strike to the back of his knee, each blow chipping away at Soren''s defenses.


    "Curse you, you son of a¡ª!" Soren roared in frustration.


    Atlas remained focused, continually landing blows on Soren''s weak spots. The difference in speed was overwhelming, and Soren''s heavy armor couldn''t make up for it.


    Sensing an opening, Atlas drove his spear toward Soren''s wrist with pinpoint accuracy.


    The impact forced Soren to drop his greatsword. It clattered to the ground, leaving him vulnerable as Atlas prepared for the finishing strike.


    Atlas lunged again, aiming for Soren''s chest, but Soren managed to catch the spear with his hand. Undeterred, Atlas pressed on, attacking relentlessly now that Soren was defenseless without his weapon.


    With another precise swipe, he struck, knocking off Soren''s helmet. For the first time, Atlas saw his face. Young, barely in his twenties, and twisted in panic, a stark contrast to the arrogance he''d shown before.


    Atlas delivered another powerful thrust, throwing Soren backward, sending him sprawling to the ground.


    This is it, Atlas thought, ready to end it.


    He shot forward, spear aimed for the final blow.


    But suddenly, a sharp presence appeared at his side.


    Kurogasa?!


    "My Lord, forgive me!" Kurogasa exclaimed, intercepting Atlas and pushing him back slightly.


    What just happened?!


    In that instant, a new figure appeared between Atlas and Soren¡ªa man with a long, blue sword, clad in light blue and white armor, with his black hair tied back and a well-kept mustache.


    The newcomer''s sword met Kurogasa''s in a flash of steel, forcing Kurogasa to leap back, readying himself for another strike as he eyed the mysterious swordsman warily.


    "Pleasure to meet you all," the man said with a calm smile. "I am Takashi, and I''m here to end this fight swiftly. This has been quite the waste of time."


    Kurogasa''s eyes narrowed. "My Lord, his level is high. Much higher than Morganna''s."

 Chapter 54 - Avatar of the Ancient Wilds

    "Oh, I''m genuinely impressed that someone could assess my level just by looking," Takashi said, offering a slight bow. "Might I have the honor of knowing the name of the master standing before me?""Kurogasa, the Shadowed Fang," Kurogasa replied, his voice calm.


    "Takashi here. A humble warrior who fights to serve my master''s son," Takashi responded with a respectful nod.


    "Takashi, kill them at once! Take their island. I want all of their women!" Soren shouted.


    The man in heavy armor stood and pointed directly at Atlas. "Kill that man! He''s dared to use deceit against me!"


    "Not deceit, Soren. It''s simply that you lack discipline."


    "Shut up, Takashi! You''re here only to follow orders. Now fight and kill them all! This has gone on long enough. I''m sure you don''t want to face my father''s wrath, do you?!"


    Takashi then readied himself, moving his sword through a series of martial arts maneuvers before settling into a stance.


    "I''ll be taking on this master ninja. Look after yourself, because I won''t be able to protect you while I''m at it." S~ea??h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "You really are useless, Takashi. Just get this over with, and stop saying unnecessary things."


    Takashi gave a faint smile. "Judging by their response, it''s clear their level isn''t much higher than mine. That gives me a significant advantage. It''s a shame, though, that a master ninja as strong-looking as you still has a lower level than I do," he said, glancing at Kurogasa.


    Kurogasa, too, took up his stance, preparing for the fight.


    "I''ll make this quick," Takashi continued. "But this will be the last time I work for you, Soren. You''d better beg your father to find you another guardian."


    "Shut up, you''re worthless to me anyway!" Soren snapped.


    Takashi and Kurogasa squared off, each readying themselves for the clash. Atlas took a few steps back, giving them space. Just as the fight was about to begin... suddenly!


    Everyone''s attention snapped in another direction as someone came crashing down from behind Takashi, landing with an impact that sent shockwaves through the ground.


    All eyes turned to where Raze stood, looking furious, his fists clenched as he let out a guttural, rage-filled scream.


    "Oarghhh! Roarrghhh!"


    Takashi tried to leap away, but Raze lunged forward with blinding speed, swinging both fists in rapid succession toward him. Takashi slashed back with his sword, but Raze was simply too fast.


    In a flash, Raze caught Takashi''s right arm in a powerful grip with his left hand. Without missing a beat, he lifted Takashi and slammed him down into the ground over and over. Up, down, up, down, tossing him like a ragdoll with relentless force.


    The final throw left Takashi sprawled against the ground, and Raze didn''t hesitate. He began pounding his right fist into Takashi''s face, blow after brutal blow, until Takashi''s head sank into the dirt beneath him.


    "Stupid warrior, you look like Edrik, and that pisses me off. Just die already, idiot!" Raze snarled, continuing to punch.


    It happened shockingly fast, and the warrior with the mustache met his end in mere moments.


    Everyone fell silent, stunned. They''d just witnessed the warrior, who was even higher level than Morgannam, slain in seconds by Raze.


    Now, only one target remained.


    Their Lord.


    Atlas turned his gaze back to Soren, gripping his spear, ready to end this before the cunning lord could pull any more tricks.


    "Stop right there!" Soren yelled. "Don''t push me! Don''t make me do this!" he shouted desperately.


    Atlas ignored the plea, lunging forward in a flash. He spun his spear and struck decisively toward Soren.


    Soren caught the spear with both hands, but the force threw him to the ground. He scrambled back to his feet, anger blazing in his eyes.


    "Stop right there, you idiot! Don''t you know who you''re dealing with? I could kill you all with ease. Stop now and leave at once!" he screamed, his face twisted in terror.


    Atlas didn''t even flinch. "Too many threats, Soren. You die now!" He lunged forward, spear poised to strike. But just then, Soren¡­


    Ripped off his gloves and bit down hard on his own palm. "You filthy bastards! If I''m going down, you''re all coming with me!"


    Atlas stopped instantly, catching an ominous scent in the air. Kurogasa darted in front of him. "Step back, My Lord."


    Raze, still brimming with fury, glared at Soren. "That little coward still has tricks up his sleeve? Let''s see what he''s got!"


    A series of explosive bursts erupted from Soren''s direction. His entire body began to glow, radiating a blinding, intense light.


    Kurogasa tried to rush toward Soren, but the energy from the blasts was too powerful. Kurogasa was forced to fall back, grabbing Atlas and pulling him away just in time.


    A self-destructive explosion?


    The ground shook as debris, walls, and chunks of earth were hurled into the air. Amid the chaos, a deep, guttural roar pierced through, echoing from within the destruction.


    What just happened?


    As the dust and debris finally began to settle, they saw it.


    A massive, spectral beast, towering three times the height of Raze. It was a creature, a fusion of bear, wolf, and stag.


    The beast stood with a hulking, muscular body like a bear''s, a wolf''s fierce head with razor-sharp fangs, and the majestic antlers of a stag, stretching high and glowing with an eerie, spectral light.


    [Avatar of the Ancient Wilds]


    [A manifestation of untamed, primal essence, this form transforms the bearer into a towering, spectral beast¡ªa fusion of bear, wolf, and stag. While in this state, strength, speed, and resilience surge to unprecedented levels. Every strike reverberates with shockwaves, shaking the very earth and disorienting enemies, while spectral roots emerge to ensnare and bind all who stand against it, rooting them helplessly in place.]


    Atlas stood firm, Kurogasa at his left side, while Raze continued pounding his fists into the ground, growling and shouting in frustration.


    Morganna appeared at Atlas''s right. "So, he''s turned himself into a monster now?"


    Karian stepped up behind her, gripping his greatsword, followed by Edrik, who held his dagger and watched their transformed foe with steely eyes.


    Lyrassa moved closer, hovering just behind the others. Despite her small frame, she stood out, floating higher than Karian''s tall, imposing figure.


    "Ha ha! I warned you!" Soren''s voice boomed. "Now, none of you will be able to stop me. This is where you all meet your end!"


    Atlas stood firm, his allies and troops gathered behind him in a solid line of defense. Soren''s forces had been completely wiped out, leaving only this strange, spectral beast as their final opponent.


    "What do you think, Master Kurogasa?" Atlas asked.


    Kurogasa nodded. "My Lord, he is strong, but we are many, and no less powerful."


    Atlas summoned his floating throne, leaping onto it effortlessly. He drew out his Rank-A item: the Stormcaller''s Amulet, and prepared for battle.


    "Elites, attack! Troops, find an opening and strike from a distance!" he commanded.


    With a unified roar, they all sprang into action.


    Dark energy cloaked Morganna''s left side, and a shadowy red wing unfurled on her right as she soared forward with effortless speed.


    Raze charged in his usual unrestrained fury, throwing himself headlong at the creature, ready to strike without a second thought.

 Chapter 55 - His Domain was Growing

    Soren had fully transformed into his monstrous form.Damn! What kind of Lord at this rank wields power like this? What kind of transformation could grant such strength?


    Even at a glance, the difference was obvious. He had blocked Raze''s attack effortlessly¡ªa clear and massive upgrade.


    Each step of Soren''s beast form sent shockwaves in every direction, forcing the troops to keep their distance, with only the elite subordinates able to approach. Spectral roots erupted from the ground, spreading out to snare anyone who got too close.


    Atlas, still observing from his floating island, watched closely, with Edrik now standing at his side.


    "Atlas, I''d say we''ve hit the jackpot with this one."


    "Is this a good one or a bad one?"


    "Anything can be good if we''re smart enough to handle it."


    Edrik was clearly talking about the power behind Soren¡ªthe kind of force that would give him this level of strength.


    "This guy seems to have an ability to summon spirit beasts," Edrik continued. "We saw the Bear. It''s possible he could also summon a wolf and a stag."


    "And this form?"


    "It looks like he''s merged with those spirit beasts, creating this bizarre form."


    "Merged?"


    "Yes. Most likely, it''s his last resort to survive. He probably doesn''t even care about himself anymore, choosing this path instead."


    "And beyond that?"


    "Whoever his backer is. That could be a potential threat for us."


    Atlas nodded. "But whether we let this guy go or kill him, the threat will still find its way to us, won''t it?"


    "Exactly right, Atlas."


    Atlas nodded again. "Then it''s best to take down this strange beast before anyone on our side falls to him."


    "Agreed," Edrik replied with a nod.


    Raze charged forward with brutal force, ignoring the spectral roots shooting up from the ground in a desperate attempt to restrain him.


    He lunged and grabbed hold of Soren''s leg. Soren let out a fierce roar, swinging a massive arm down toward Raze¡ªjust as a chain blade sliced through the air, embedding itself in Soren''s left arm. Kurogasa had arrived, his blade locked onto Soren''s arm, dealing relentless damage.


    Morganna shot through the air, her scythe flashing as she struck at Soren''s face, then landed on the beast''s shoulder, hacking away again and again with brutal precision.


    The beast barely stood a chance against Atlas''s Elite Subordinates.


    Soren let out a thunderous roar, unleashing a massive wave of energy that radiated in all directions. The sheer force sent Atlas''s floating throne tumbling backward, the shockwave ripping through buildings, fortresses, and anything in its path, leaving devastation in its wake.


    Despite the chaos, Raze remained relentless, hammering Soren''s leg with brutal strikes. Morganna, thrown to the ground by the wave, quickly recovered, launching herself back into the air. With precise control, she floated momentarily before diving in to attack again.


    Kurogasa and Karian joined the fray, each delivering their own punishing blows to the beast.


    From a distance, the troops could only watch in awe as the Elite Subordinates unleashed their full strength. Yet, it was impossible to ignore the overwhelming power of their opponent.


    This wasn''t a fight that would end easily.


    Atlas activated the Stormcaller''s Amulet, his hand trembling with electric energy as the skies above darkened once more. Thunder rumbled, and flashes of lightning lit up the heavens. Then, a blinding, massive bolt of light descended from above!


    The lightning struck Soren''s massive form directly, its sheer force causing all the Elite Subordinates to retreat to a safe distance. Moments later, an earth-shaking roar of thunder echoed across the island, the impact reverberating as if the entire landmass had been struck with unrelenting force.


    Soren was immediately bombarded with attacks from all sides once again. It was clear he could no longer mount any meaningful defense.


    [Elite - Duskbound Presence (Conditional Passive) Lv. 1]


    [Common - Endurance Boost Lv. 10]


    [Epic - Bloodrush (Active) Lv. 1]


    Atlas steadied himself, exuding calm resolve, before leaping from his floating throne directly toward the roaring beast. The troops watching below froze, holding their breath in disbelief.


    "The Lord? He''s jumping into the fight against the beast?!"


    "Damn it! I feel useless just standing here!"


    "We should be ashamed of ourselves."


    "I get that the Elite Subordinates are monsters, but that doesn''t mean we can just stand around!" sea??h th§× N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "I won''t let myself stay idle any longer."


    "Let''s go! Join the fight!"


    Atlas shot toward Soren''s head as the beast roared in agony. But Soren''s massive left hand lunged up, aiming to crush him mid-air.


    Atlas focused every fiber of his being, feeling as though he could command every part of his body with absolute precision. He spun his spear, and just as Soren''s massive hand came crashing down, Atlas skillfully maneuvered, using the spear to deflect himself out of harm''s way.


    With a graceful twist, Atlas somersaulted above Soren''s head, the beast still writhing in pain. Gritting his teeth, he tightened his grip on the spear.


    [Elite - Flurry of Spears Lv. 2]


    Atlas plunged down, driving the spear''s tip directly into Soren''s eye. He held his ground, pressing into the target. With a fierce pull, he wrenched the beast''s eye from its socket.


    Soren staggered, losing balance, and fell backward with a thunderous crash.


    Atlas began to fall, floating in mid-air with nothing to catch his descent¡ªuntil Morganna darted forward, grabbing him with her right hand. Together, they surged forward, chasing after Soren''s massive, collapsing form.


    In one fluid motion, Morganna flung Atlas back toward Soren''s head. Atlas twisted in mid-air, barely believing this was real. He was soaring, almost flying¡ªand he readied himself for another strike.


    [Common - Piercing Thrust Lv. 7]


    The skill activated, and his spear propelled him forward, driving him straight toward the beast''s neck with deadly precision.


    The spear struck true, piercing deep into the beast''s neck. Spectral white blood sprayed out as Soren''s massive form dissolved into smoke. Moments later, his original body appeared on the ground, lifeless and crumpled not far from where they stood.


    [You have successfully slain Soren, the Lord of Ashroot Grove.]


    [You have won the battle.]


    [You have gained 20 Rank Points.]


    [Your island size will receive an upgrade.]


    [You have received 650 Arcane Shards.]


    [You received 12,240 Exp]


    [...]


    A cascade of notifications filled Atlas''s vision, but his attention shifted to the sound of cheers. The troops, overjoyed by their hard-earned victory, ran toward him in celebration, their voices ringing out in triumph over the battle.


    Edrik and the others approached him.


    "Anyone who knew you two weeks ago wouldn''t believe you''d be capable of this, Atlas," he said with a proud smile.


    Kurogasa bowed deeply. "My Lord, I''m confident your potential will grow even greater than this, and it is an honor to stand by your side as you achieve it."


    Light enveloped them one by one, gently lifting them away and returning them to Gacha Haven.


    From a distance, they watched Soren''s floating island crumble, breaking apart piece by piece and sinking into the clouds below.


    But another marvel unfolded before them.


    Gacha Haven, Atlas''s island, began to expand. From its outer edges, new land rose like pieces of a puzzle locking into place, steadily increasing the island''s size.


    At last, his domain was growing!

 Chapter 56 - The Reinforcement Phase

    [Gacha Haven has entered the Reinforcement Phase. The fallback cooldown will last for 7 days.]Atlas''s first victory in battle was nothing short of remarkable, delivering exceptional results. Not only had he successfully defended his island with strategic precision, but he also managed a devastating counterattack that culminated in the death of the opposing Lord.


    His island had now expanded¡ªthough not dramatically, it was roughly 30% larger than before. Even so, this was a meaningful development.


    After all, this was only the beginning. So he still had a lot of room for future growth.


    According to Edrik, for someone ranked as a Scout, the size of their island might typically be five times the standard starting size for someone at Atlas''s current phase. This meant he still had plenty of time and potential to grow.


    He now had 35 Rank Points, keeping him in Seeker Division 1. With 50 points needed to advance to Division 2, one more successful defense would likely be enough to push him over the threshold.


    Atlas reviewed his resources and was pleasantly surprised. Soren had an impressive amount of Gold that Atlas had absorbed, leaving him with a total of 2,445 gold coins. His mind raced with possibilities for what he could acquire with such wealth, especially the chance to purchase World Shards to build the Gateway Altar.


    He also had 2,120 Arcane Shards, enough to convert into exclusive gacha tickets. That meant he could do about 13 pulls with the shards.


    For the first time, he truly appreciated the value of every pull, now realizing how difficult Arcane Shards were to obtain. The 100 exclusive tickets he''d received at the start suddenly felt like an enormous gift.


    With a full week ahead during the reinforcement cooldown, he had time to rebuild and prepare more thoroughly. Strengthening his troops or recruiting new ones was a top priority.


    However, he also needed to descend to the Lower Lands to secure a few key resources¡ªresources he could now afford thanks to his newly gained wealth.


    Atlas took a round of his island to check on everyone. He felt relieved to find that none of his troops had been killed in the battle. There were some severe injuries, but with Lyrassa''s healing skills, the wounded assured him they would recover in three to four days.


    He then visited the 10 persons he got after the successful defense. A group consisting of seven men and three women. Inspecting their abilities and roles, Atlas discovered that all ten were combatants, with an average level of 38 or higher¡ªa commendable standard.


    As he approached, the group knelt before him.


    "My Lord, please spare our lives. We pledge to serve you and fight for you from this day forward," one of them said, speaking for the group.


    Atlas nodded and instructed Edrik to assess them individually.


    After a thorough evaluation, it was decided that the ten would be divided among the four teams Atlas had already established.


    With this adjustment, each team now had a complete set of roles: tankers, melee fighters, magic damage dealers, ranged attackers, and support units.


    He was satisfied with the outcome.


    Now, with 32 combatants evenly distributed into four teams of eight, the composition was balanced and well-optimized¡ªa solid foundation for future battles.


    Mira suddenly came running toward Atlas, her cheerful energy impossible to ignore. Before he could react, the girl threw her arms around him and began shaking him excitedly, leaving him momentarily winded.


    "My Lord, thank you! Our home is so much bigger now¡­ I can plant even more carrots!" she exclaimed, her joy lighting up her face.


    Her radiant enthusiasm was contagious, and the tension in the air melted away. Even the ten former combatants, who had looked terrified moments ago, now wore expressions of confusion. A few of them seemed so overwhelmed by the shift in mood that they wobbled and collapsed to the ground.


    "Mira¡­ Mira¡­ please¡­ I can''t breathe," Atlas managed to say, his voice faint.


    Mira quickly jumped back. "Oops! I''m so sorry, My Lord!"


    Atlas took a deep breath, steadying himself. "We don''t just need carrots. Plant whatever else people might need, alright?"


    "Alright!" she chirped, her mood as bright as ever. She skipped off toward the newly expanded fields, clutching her hoe and humming happily, ready to get to work.


    Atlas instructed everyone to rest for the night and begin reorganizing tomorrow. They still had ample time to prepare and rebuild everything. This was a monumental victory, and he could see the spark of excitement and determination in everyone''s eyes.


    He could only hope to maintain this momentum, ensuring that no detail¡ªno matter how small¡ªwas overlooked. He reminded himself not to let the euphoria of this success lead to overconfidence, which could blind them to potential challenges ahead.


    Everything needed to be met with hard work and unwavering resolve. Only through consistent effort and a strong will could they truly secure the future they were fighting for.


    It was late at night, and Atlas was just about to rest in his hut when he heard a knock at the door.


    He stood up, opened the door, and froze in surprise as a hand gripped the door frame for support.


    A figure emerged, leaning heavily against the doorway, trembling, with her head bowed.


    "Morganna?"


    Atlas instinctively reached for her shoulders, steadying her. Slowly, she raised her face, and what he saw made his chest tighten.


    Her skin¡­ pale¡­ Yes, she was always pale, but now she seemed almost ghostly white. Her usually sharp, piercing gaze was dim, her eyes heavy with exhaustion.


    "What happened to you?"


    Was she in need of blood after today''s battle?


    As he tried to support her, Morganna suddenly slumped against him, her weight pressing into him as her face rested on his right shoulder. The door swung shut behind her, closing softly.


    "Atlas¡­" she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Give me¡­ your blood¡­ please¡­."


    Atlas? And¡­ please?


    Wasn''t this the first time the Vampire Queen had addressed him by name? And more than that¡ªshe said please?!!!


    The need for blood must have been so critical for her to humble herself like this.


    This wasn''t the first time he''d given his blood to her, and tonight, he didn''t mind doing it again. She had fought for him today, and her contribution had been nothing short of immense.


    "Take it," he whispered, steadying her trembling body.


    Moments later, he felt the sharp sting of her fangs piercing his neck, followed by the same strange sensation he''d felt before.


    A mix of warmth and something he couldn''t quite describe flooded his senses.


    Her weary body seemed to come alive, as her grip grew stronger. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Yet, oddly, he didn''t feel weaker. If anything, he felt invigorated. There was a strange¡­ pleasure in the act. One that he couldn''t understand but found himself enjoying.


    Wasn''t Morganna supposed to regain her stamina by drinking his blood? So why did it feel like he was the one being empowered?


    The memory of that night¡­ when she had taken his blood in the tent¡­ played vividly in his mind.


    Atlas held Morganna steady, letting her drink until his body felt weightless, immersed in emotions he couldn''t fully comprehend. Yet, in that moment, one thing was undeniable.


    He liked it.


    And more than that¡­ he wanted more. It was a yearning he couldn''t easily put into words, something he knew he desired but might never express under normal circumstances.


    He wanted her. And it happened!


    Morning arrived!


    Atlas opened his eyes and instinctively checked his body under the blanket. Yes¡­ he was completely naked!


    He glanced to the side but found no one there¡ªno Morganna.


    This time, though, he remembered everything clearly, unlike the hazy events of that other night. For some reason, a strange mix of emotions bubbled up inside him. Was it happiness? Or maybe awkwardness? The memory of the night replayed vividly in his mind, especially the moment when he had told her he wanted her.


    It was so damn weird. He couldn''t fully explain it.


    It felt like he had been intoxicated, swept away by his desires, and it had all happened without any real control.


    After some time spent composing himself, he got dressed, prepared his gear, and headed toward the teleportation pad.


    Today, he would descend to the Lower Lands again, but this time with a smaller team.


    Edrik, Morganna, and Kurogasa would accompany him, while the management of the island would remain in the hands of Karian and Lyrassa.


    As the teleportation pad activated, Atlas and his team vanished, leaving the others behind to oversee their growing domain.


    ***


    (Author''s Note:)


    Let me confess something: writing scenes like Morganna ahem borrowing some of Atlas''s blood leaves me awkwardly hovering between "this is intriguing" and "wow, I''m terrible at this." ????


    You''ve probably already imagined a way cooler version of what I wrote, and I don''t blame you.


    But hey, the story''s moving forward, the bonds are getting deeper, and things are getting juicier (pun intended). Stick with me, okay? ????

 Chapter 57 - Dungeon Break

    Another journey across the desert plains began. This time, Atlas opted to ride his Dune Phantom, while Morganna piloted the floating throne, with Edrik and Kurogasa seated alongside her on its platform.The floating throne was undeniably more comfortable¡ªit allowed him to relax completely, even nap, as it carried him to his destination. Though the hover bike could also operate on autopilot, its seating wasn''t exactly suited for catching any sleep.


    As the bike glided effortlessly over the sands, Atlas took the opportunity to review his progress so far. Two victories under his belt, and he needed just one more successful defense to advance to Division 2.


    If he succeeded, his challenge invitation slots would reset, and three new challengers from Division 2 would replace the current lineup. It was a step up¡ªa new level of difficulty¡ªbut also an exciting opportunity.


    Staying in Division 1 for a while might seem easier, considering the level of opponents. But no¡ªnot really. Even his first challenger, Soren, had been incredibly strong. He sighed deeply.


    Should he consider joining an alliance? It was tempting, given the early support a Lord could gain from such a move. However, joining an alliance would also mean granting others a degree of control over him¡ªsomething Atlas was unwilling to accept.


    Being a solo Lord, as he had chosen, came with significant risks. While he did have Summoned Lords from other worlds at his side, they were far from their peak forms. With their powers downgraded in this realm, their abilities were a shadow of what they once had been.


    It left him with much to consider.


    He still had one Attack Token left, which he planned to use wisely, considering he would face four more defenses after this.


    He needed to make the most of the opportunity, aiming for the largest rewards possible while ensuring he didn''t become overly greedy¡ªsomething that could put him at risk.


    He finally secured the World Shards upon arriving at the Awakener Association Center!


    At last, he would be able to build the Gateway Altar and wouldn''t need to return here again¡ªthough he did enjoy visiting this bustling city.


    Atlas also secured additional materials and supplies for his island, spending 760 gold coins in the process.


    Having plenty of money was a relief, allowing him to shop more freely. However, he made sure to save a significant amount, knowing he''d need it to recruit more troops soon.


    For a Seeker Division 1 Lord, would 40 troops be enough? Or should he aim for more?


    In the end, Atlas decided to recruit 10 more troops from the applicants he''d evaluated weeks ago.


    Once everything was settled, he and his subordinates left the Awakener Association Center, ready for the next phase of preparation.


    He glanced at Morganna, who was walking beside him.


    "Want to head straight home?"


    Morganna looked at him briefly but didn''t reply.


    "What about trying some more sweet treats from the city?"


    Still, no answer.


    He sighed, running a hand through his hair, when suddenly¡ª


    "Hey! Watch where you''re swinging that tail!"


    Atlas turned at the sound of someone shouting angrily in their direction.


    Kurogasa quickly bowed to the irritated man. "I apologize for the trouble."


    "Dammit!" the man growled, glaring in disgust at his sleeve. "Now I have to change clothes again!"


    Atlas stepped forward, pulled out a few banknotes, and pressed them into the man''s hand. "Buy yourself some new clothes with this."


    He turned and resumed walking without waiting for a response.


    "Hey! Are you mocking me? Do you think I can''t afford my own clothes?!" the man shouted after him.


    Atlas didn''t even look back.


    After walking for a while, a sudden blare of sirens erupted from every direction.


    What''s going on?!


    Atlas stopped in his tracks, watching as people began running in panic. His gaze swept across the streets until his eyes landed on the massive digital boards mounted on nearby buildings. Every single one displayed the same urgent broadcast.


    "Emergency alert! Emergency alert! The dungeon expedition conducted two months ago has failed. The awakeners sent to clear the Level 250 dungeon have been defeated."


    "Dungeon break," Atlas muttered.


    A Dungeon Break occurs when a dungeon fails to be cleared before its expiration period ends. When this happens, the dungeon collapses, and the monsters inside are unleashed, attacking the surrounding environment with brutal ferocity.


    What makes this worse is that monsters emerging from a dungeon are far more aggressive than the ones typically found roaming in the outside. Unlike external monsters that tend to stay within specific areas, these dungeon monsters actively seek out targets, making them a far greater threat to any nearby population.


    "They couldn''t handle a Level 250 dungeon?" Edrik asked, frowning as he turned to Atlas.


    Atlas shrugged slightly.


    Edrik continued. "You mentioned the highest-ranked Lord here is a Rank 6 Marshall, right? Their power should be somewhere between Level 300 and 400. A Level 250 dungeon shouldn''t have been an issue."


    "Do the Lords where you''re from even care about what happens in the Lower Lands, Edrik?"


    Edrik sighed, the corners of his mouth twitching. "Well, now it makes sense."


    Atlas let out a tired sigh. "Awakeners in the Lower Lands don''t usually reach high levels. For them, a Level 250 dungeon is nothing short of a disaster."


    "Even worse¡­" Atlas continued, "if they failed to clear the dungeon, it means they''ve died there. Losing a large number of high-level awakeners at once would be a massive blow to this city."


    "Dungeons have valuable resources to harvest. Those Lords should have seen it as a win-win solution to help clear dungeons in the Lower Lands," Edrik said.


    "Even better than what we can harvest from unoccupied floating islands, Edrik?"


    Edrik smiled and gave a small bow to Atlas. "In specific cases, some materials can only be found in certain types of dungeons."


    "Ah, got it," Atlas replied with a nod.


    People were running everywhere. Cars honked furiously as traffic began piling up, and some drivers abandoned their vehicles entirely, choosing to flee on foot.


    "Where''s the dungeon located?" Edrik asked, scanning the chaos. "It can''t be inside the city, right?"


    Atlas glanced at the digital boards again, which now showed live footage from outside the city. The view revealed massive preparations underway to repel an incoming monster wave. Soldiers were lining up, and automated defenses were coming online.


    "No, it''s from outside." S~ea??h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    After a moment of thought, Atlas added, "Let''s head to the nearest caf¨¦ and watch how Dune Bastion¡ªthe city''s heavy turret defense system¡ªhandles the monster waves. We can also see how the Saharian Army fares against them."


    They made their way to the nearest caf¨¦, which was still open despite the chaos outside. Only a few patrons remained, but the staff appeared surprisingly calm.


    Atlas ordered drinks and a meal, noting the relaxed demeanor of the caf¨¦ workers even as the city outside descended into panic.


    The caf¨¦ had a large screen, perfect for keeping track of the unfolding events.


    "How bad is a Level 250 dungeon, Edrik?"


    Edrik leaned back slightly. "It depends, but if they mentioned the expedition was two months ago, this isn''t a typical dungeon. It''s likely a raid dungeon¡ªsomething that requires far more people and time to clear."


    "Which means we''re looking at waves of Level 250 monsters," Kurogasa added.


    Atlas started a conversation with the waiter, a man in his 30s who brought their food to the table.


    "Does this sort of thing happen often around here?" Atlas asked.


    The waiter smiled. "No, this is the first time we''ve had a dungeon break of this level. But I think the Dune Bastion should handle the monsters just fine, right?"


    "You seem pretty calm, especially with how panicked everyone else is outside," Atlas noted, raising an eyebrow.


    The waiter chuckled. "Well, I''m an awakener too. But in the end, I chose to open this caf¨¦ instead."


    "Ah, good to know," Atlas replied with a small nod.


    The waiter gave a polite bow before returning to the counter.


    Their attention turned back to the screen, where the monsters began emerging in the distance, a seemingly endless wave rushing across the desert plains. Their numbers were staggering, stretching from one edge of the horizon to the other.


    "Oh, are you kidding me?! That''s way too many!" Atlas exclaimed, leaning forward in disbelief.


    "Now," Edrik muttered, "this doesn''t just look like a Raid Dungeon anymore."

 Chapter 58 - The Dungeon Boss?

    The thunderous sound of countless pounding footsteps filled the air¡ªwas it hundreds, or maybe even thousands of monsters? They raced across the desert plains, kicking up clouds of sand that shrouded their figures, making it nearly impossible to see them clearly.Their deafening roars mixed with the relentless sound of pounding feet, creating an overwhelming cacophony. Suddenly, the sharp cracks of gunfire erupted¡ªtat-tat-tat-tat!¡ªfollowed by earth-shaking explosions¡ªBOOM! Sand and debris shot into the air as the monsters'' howls grew even more ferocious.


    A lizard-like creature sprinted forward, its body hammered by a volley of bullets. It screeched in pain but collapsed moments later, crushed beneath the stampede of monsters charging behind it.


    The explosions continued¡ªKA-BOOM! KA-BOOM!¡ªtearing through the monstrous horde as they pressed relentlessly toward the city walls, the mighty Dune Bastion, the pride of the Saharan Empire.


    On top of the towering walls, automated turrets roared with wild¡ªrat-tat-tat-tat!¡ªspraying bullets into the horde with unrelenting force.


    Meanwhile, massive cannons let loose with deafening blasts¡ªTHOOM!¡ªlaunching explosive shells that detonated with devastating power among the advancing monsters.


    Despite the relentless bombardment, the creatures shrieked louder, some of them reaching the base of the city wall. They slammed into it with tremendous force, clawing and climbing, determined to scale or destroy the imposing barrier.


    This was a monster attack on an unprecedented scale!


    Everyone watching¡ªfrom their televisions or the streets of the city¡ªwas caught between awe, pride, and sheer terror.


    Surely, they trusted in their city''s technology, in the might of their empire. The Saharan Empire was renowned for having the most advanced technology on New Earth, wasn''t it? Of course! Yes, of course!


    But those monsters?! Could the fallen awakeners have truly ventured into a dungeon filled with creatures this numerous and this savage?


    And all the awakeners who had been sent¡ªhad they really perished in the line of duty?


    People should have been mourning their fallen defenders. Yet now, all they could do was hope¡ªdesperately¡ªthat this monster attack would be resolved quickly, so life could return to the peaceful routine they depended on. They needed to work, earn money, pay for housing, buy food, and send their children to school for a better future. Normal life had to go on.


    On the screens, hundreds of Dune Phantoms¡ªthe Empire''s sleek hover bikes¡ªzipped across the battlefield. Saharan soldiers perched on them wielded massive hand cannons, firing BOOM! BOOM! with every shot. The recoil sent their bikes jolting backward slightly, but it wasn''t enough.


    It was clear: they needed more high-level awakeners to turn the tide. Without them, this wasn''t going to be enough.


    Edrik sighed as he watched the scene unfold.


    "What do you think, Edrik?" Atlas muttered.


    "Do they not have high-level awakeners to handle this?"


    At that moment, the caf¨¦ owner, who was also serving as their waiter, approached and chimed in.


    "The number of high-level awakeners isn''t large, and they''re spread thin across all the cities. On top of that, they''re divided into different roles¡ªsome explore dungeons, others work as mercenaries for Lords. As for the team sent to handle this dungeon¡­"


    "Abyss Dungeon," Edrik interjected.


    "Oh, it''s called an Abyss Dungeon? I thought Raid Dungeons were the highest tier?" The waiter asked.


    "This kind of massive monster wave can only come from an Abyss Dungeon," Edrik replied with certainty.


    The waiter nodded, then added, "But¡­ it does seem like the number of monsters is starting to thin out¡­"


    Edrik gave a bitter smile. "We haven''t seen the dungeon boss yet."


    "The dungeon boss?" the waiter said, his brows furrowing. "I hadn''t thought about that."


    "What kind of boss would come from a dungeon with monsters of this scale and type?" Atlas asked, joining the conversation.


    But Edrik hesitated, reluctant to voice his answer.


    The waiter turned to him, curious. "You seem to know a lot about this, sir," he said with a slight bow. "Perhaps you even have the strength to help? Surely, the Empire would offer a generous reward for your assistance."


    Atlas offered a wry smile at the comment. He knew Edrik and the others had faced situations like this before, but none of them had regained their full strength yet. S§×arch* The N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    His thoughts were interrupted when he noticed Morganna. She had quietly finished their entire order and was now watching the screen, her crimson eyes fixed on the battle.


    Realizing this fight wasn''t ending anytime soon, Atlas signaled for more food. They would be here for a while.


    "Abyss dungeons usually have massive areas," Edrik began explaining. "That''s why it takes so long to explore every corner of them."


    Atlas and the waiter turned their attention to him, intrigued by his insight.


    "The number of monsters is also enormous. However, since they''re spread out, clearing them can be done gradually. That''s very different from a Dungeon Break, where all the monsters emerge at once, like what''s happening now."


    Atlas nodded, then asked, "What about the dungeon boss? Do they only have one, or could there be more?"


    "Mostly one," Edrik replied, "but it''s not uncommon for there to be two, three, or even more."


    Damn! A nightmare scenario. Could this city even hold out?


    And yet, Atlas thought to himself, this still wasn''t as brutal as the high-grade beasts Karian and Lyrassa had described from their past battles. The thought was both reassuring and unsettling.


    "Beastkin shouldn''t even be allowed in this caf¨¦!"


    The sudden outburst startled them as another customer slammed their hands on the table, then stormed out, shoving the door open with unnecessary force.


    Once the disgruntled customer was gone, the waiter gave a bitter smile and bowed politely toward Atlas and especially Kurogasa, who sat quietly with the group.


    "My deepest apologies for the unpleasant incident, my friends," the waiter said, his tone sincere.


    "Nah, I can understand that," Atlas said with a nod.


    Kurogasa then stood and bowed toward both the waiter and Atlas. "My¡ª" he began, but Atlas cut him off, deliberately stopping him from addressing him as "Lord."


    "Yes, you want to buy something outside?"


    "Yes¡­ I need to take care of something," Kurogasa replied, then quietly left the caf¨¦.


    Atlas sighed as he watched him go, reminded of the persistent discrimination against beastkin on New Earth.


    Despite existing for over 1,500 years, beastkin were still regarded as a "strange species" by many.


    Not all beastkin had appearances that people found acceptable or appealing.


    Some of them had striking looks and enjoyed a good reputation. Take Mira, for example¡ªa bunny girl whose charm and charisma could captivate anyone. Her presence alone made her easily likable.


    Some beastkin even held high-ranking positions in the union, gaining respect through their skills and accomplishments.


    However, those who couldn''t keep up or were considered too "common" often faced harsh and degrading treatment.


    To many, beastkin were still viewed as mere animals. Just like animals, some were considered repulsive, while others were seen as cute and fit to be "pets."


    This was especially true for Kurogasa, a Rat Beastkin. Rats, no matter the circumstances, remained symbols of filth and unpleasantness in most people''s minds.


    But Kurogasa defied those stereotypes entirely. He was clean, calm, and perhaps the most composed of all Atlas''s subordinates. Yet even with his dependable nature, escaping the deeply ingrained stigma was an uphill battle.


    EARTHQUAKE! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!


    The TV screen shook violently, tables trembled, and glasses and plates toppled to the floor with a crash.


    The sudden chaos snapped Atlas out of his thoughts, and he grabbed onto his chair for stability. His gaze darted back to the screen.


    What¡­ What is that?!


    A massive what? Godzilla? No, it looked like a giant lizard¡ªslamming into the Dune Bastion with earth-shaking force!


    The dungeon boss?!


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 Chapter 59 - Dunecrawler Rex

    It was¡­ massive. A supermassive, lizard-like monster. Atlas couldn''t clearly estimate its size, but one thing was certain: this creature could effortlessly devour anyone with its enormous mouth.Its body was covered in thick, sand-colored scales that blended seamlessly with the desert landscape. The creature''s build was powerful and muscular. Along its back, jagged, rocky spines jutted out, resembling desert cliffs. Its long tail dragged behind it like a weapon of destruction.


    This monster could only be described as a desert version of Godzilla¡ªexcept this one crawled on all fours. Though not as colossal as its cinematic counterpart, its sheer size and menacing presence were still utterly terrifying.


    The "Dune Godzilla" repeatedly slammed its massive body against the Dune Bastion, shaking the mighty city wall with every impact. The force sent tremors rippling through the entire city, a tangible wave of destruction.


    As for the Saharan Soldiers? Their weapons were now useless, unable to deal any meaningful damage to this behemoth.


    Damn, this was madness!


    They announced the grade and type of the monster on the live broadcast.


    [Epic-grade Dunecrawler Rex Lv. 255]


    Atlas swallowed hard at the information. The monster''s grade alone was extraordinarily high, not to mention its incredible level. And to make matters worse, this wasn''t just a normal monster¡ªthis was a Boss Monster, or more specifically, a Raid Monster. These creatures possessed power and abilities many times greater than monsters of the same grade and level.


    Oh damn, even an Epic-grade Dungeon Boss was this terrifying?!


    This was the first time Atlas had seen and felt the sheer force of such a monster in person. His thoughts spiraled. If an Epic-grade was this overwhelming, then what about a Unique-grade or even a Legendary-grade?


    A Mythic-grade was already beyond anything he could imagine, and as for the Arcane-grade... that was the same grade that had destroyed Lyrassa''s world.


    Atlas swallowed again, the weight of these thoughts pressing heavily on him. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    People were visibly more panicked now. Those who had been calmly sipping coffee in the caf¨¦ just moments ago had rushed outside, their fear evident.


    But what were they trying to do? Flee the city?


    It seemed so. Some had already started making their way out of the city through alternate routes, adding to the chaos outside. The pandemonium was escalating rapidly.


    Could the Saharan Soldiers really handle this battle?


    "Karian, in his past, would have probably considered a monster like this a light snack," Edrik commented with a faint smile.


    Atlas gave an awkward grin in response. No wonder Karian had such an insatiable appetite.


    Then¡ª


    Suddenly, people in the caf¨¦ began shouting.


    "They''ve arrived! They''ve arrived!"


    "Oh, the saviors!"


    Saviors?


    Atlas turned his attention back to the broadcast. On the screen, he saw several figures emerging onto the battlefield. There were about twelve of them, floating in mid-air. The camera quickly focused on the figure floating at the center of the group.


    "Lord Kareem has arrived! We''re saved!"


    The warriors they referred to stood out immediately. Clad in heavy, enchanted armor, their face hidden behind an enclosed helmet, they floated effortlessly above the battlefield.


    The leader wielded a massive, glowing sword, and a pair of magnificent wings spread wide behind him.


    "Damn, that guy''s armor is incredible," Atlas muttered.


    "Who is he?" Atlas voiced his curiosity.


    The waiter responded, "That''s Lord Kareem, a Rank 4 Sentinel. The others with him are part of his alliance. Their levels are likely in the 200s." His face noticeably relaxed, the tension easing as hope flickered in his eyes.


    "Good, finally some high-level awakeners have arrived," Atlas said.


    "High-level Lords," Edrik corrected.


    "Ah, right."


    The eleven other warriors wasted no time, shooting straight into the battlefield and descending to confront the monster directly.


    Damn, seriously, that''s a bold move! It was something the Saharan Soldiers hadn''t dared to do¡ªthey had kept their distance, hovering in the air and firing from afar.


    Meanwhile, the one clad in the most spectacular armor, with his massive greatsword and those impressive wings, approached the Dune Godzilla alone.


    Was he really planning to face this monster by himself? Could he actually pull it off?


    Lord Kareem raised his greatsword high into the air, and instantly, an immense energy surged through it, making the weapon appear several times larger. The blade radiated a blinding light, dazzling to behold¡ªa truly spectacular display.


    "Damn! That is sick!" Atlas exclaimed, captivated by the sight.


    The greatsword crashed down onto the Dune Godzilla, unleashing a massive energy wave that rippled in all directions as the enormous blade struck the monster''s thick, sand-colored hide.


    Would it work?!


    No! The Dune Godzilla retaliated, suddenly moving with shocking speed to evade the potentially fatal blow. The greatsword missed its mark, slamming into the ground with a resounding impact.


    The Dune Godzilla didn''t stop there¡ªit leaped toward Kareem with startling agility and smashed into him with tremendous force, sending him flying through the air.


    Damn!


    Yet Kareem endured. Shaking off the blow, he once again raised his now even more massive greatsword. Without hesitation, he launched himself at the monster, his movements swift and precise, striking its body repeatedly with relentless force.


    Atlas couldn''t take his eyes off the battle.


    "Seriously, this Lord is incredible! And he''s only Rank 4?!" he muttered, stunned.


    Could the gap between Rank 1 and Rank 4 really be this vast?


    The faces of those still in the caf¨¦ were filled with hope and desperation. This Lord had to succeed¡ªif he didn''t, the city could be destroyed.


    Oh damn, seriously?!


    And this was only an Epic-grade raid monster. No wonder Edrik had said before that the Dune Bastion would crumble easily if faced with a high-grade monster. Now Atlas fully understood what he had meant.


    The battle raged on, with Kareem maneuvering gracefully through the air, using his mobility to deliver powerful blows to the monster. His strikes seemed to chip away at the beast, but progress was slow against its thick scales and immense durability.


    Before long, Kareem''s movements began to slow. Was this turning into an endurance battle?


    His comrades swooped in to assist, attacking the Dune Godzilla with coordinated efforts. But the monster suddenly moved at speed, its massive claw slashing through the air and striking them.


    With a single devastating blow, one of the warriors was sent crashing to the ground, their body shattered upon impact.


    Oh shit! Another casualty!


    The Saharan Soldiers provided support from a distance, with hundreds of turrets and cannons continuously bombarding the massive lizard monster.


    Kareem activated another skill, his greatsword glowing brightly and growing larger, as if ready to deliver divine punishment upon the beast.


    The others worked together, distracting the monster, and then¡ªTHAT!


    Kareem''s massive greatsword came crashing down, slamming the lizard into the ground with overwhelming force. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the air, and¡ªyes! The monster''s thick skin began to crack!


    A deafening roar echoed across the battlefield, followed by a massive shockwave that sent tremors through the city. Once again, the caf¨¦ shook violently, with plates and glasses falling to the floor.


    And then it happened¡ªKareem''s greatsword sliced through the lizard, splitting it apart!


    Cheers erupted across the city. Everyone in the caf¨¦ stood up, shouting, "Victory! Victory! Victory!"


    Oh damn, what an epic battle! Atlas watched in awe as Kareem and the other warriors slumped in exhaustion, clearly worn out from the fight.


    But just as the crowd was celebrating¡ª


    EARTHQUAKE! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!


    A new tremor rocked the city, even more violent than before. Objects crashed to the floor, and windows shattered under the sheer force.


    Oh damn it¡ªwas this another Dungeon Boss?!


    ***


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 Chapter 60 - Sandscourge Devourer

    There!In the middle of the battlefield, something began to move beneath the ground. The sand bulged upward, forming a massive, elongated mound as though something enormous was burrowing just beneath the surface.


    Panic erupted as everyone''s fears came to life.


    And then¡ªit appeared.


    Another monster! A Massive Desert Worm!


    A colossal dune worm emerged from the sands. Its segmented body was covered in thick, armored plates that resembled sandstone. Its gaping maw was lined with countless rows of razor-sharp teeth, ready to devour anything in its path. Along its sides, jagged ridges and spikes made the creature look even more menacing.


    Atlas swallowed hard as the image came into focus on the live broadcast.


    Seriously, this was another nightmare.


    [Epic-grade Sandscourge Devourer Lv. 265]


    "So, this is exactly what you mentioned earlier, Edrik. Two Dungeon Bosses?" Atlas muttered, his tone heavy.


    "Let''s hope this is the last one," Edrik replied.


    "But the Lord already looks exhausted¡­" Atlas murmured, his mind racing as he imagined the worst-case scenario.


    The Dune Worm moved with terrifying speed, launching its massive body into the air before slamming down onto the Dune Bastion. Another violent tremor shook the entire city, but this time, the unthinkable happened¡ªpart of the city wall began to crack!


    The weary warriors hesitated, pulling back momentarily, as if regrouping to strategize against this new, monstrous threat.


    Meanwhile, hundreds of other monsters continued their relentless assault from all directions, clashing with the turrets that kept firing, as well as the Saharan Soldiers scattered across the battlefield.


    And Lord Kareem?


    He hovered in the air, clearly avoiding the Dune Worm as it rampaged dangerously close to the city wall, its massive body thrashing with destructive force.


    The camera focused on Lord Kareem, who remained motionless in mid-air.


    Was he exhausted? Or had he given up?


    Atlas could clearly see the desperate expressions of those watching the live broadcast. For them, this might as well be the apocalypse. A city as grand and powerful as this, reduced to ruins if the Dune Bastion fell and the rampaging monster reached the heart of the city.


    The broadcast relayed more grim news: reinforcements would arrive in 20 minutes.


    20 minutes?! Atlas''s chest tightened. By then, the city would already be in ruins!


    But then, something unexpected happened.


    Kareem''s body was suddenly enveloped in a brilliant white energy, giving the floating warrior an almost ethereal appearance.


    Wait¡­ why did Atlas feel something familiar about this?


    The energy surrounding Kareem grew brighter and more intense. The sheer force of it seemed almost overwhelming, prompting the camera to pull back as the light engulfed his entire figure. Kareem was no longer visible¡ªjust a radiant, blinding form.


    And then¡ª


    A deafening roar ripped through the battlefield!


    What was that?!


    Where Kareem had been moments ago, a massive figure now emerged from within the radiant light. It resembled a beast with four legs, but it was far larger than any ordinary creature, with two pairs of expansive wings stretching out majestically.


    Then, the light began to fade, revealing the creature fully.


    A lion?! But with two majestic wings¡­ and three flowing, fox-like tails?


    It was a spectral beast, its form both powerful and otherworldly. The creature had a muscular, regal lion''s body, glowing, ethereal eagle wings, and three fox tails radiating ghostly energy. Its form shimmered with spectral energy.


    "Kareem¡­ transformed into this beast?" Atlas murmured.


    "It''s similar¡­" Edrik muttered softly, glancing at Atlas.


    Both of them understood immediately. This transformation was eerily similar to what had happened to Soren, the Lord Atlas had faced in his first battle.


    "Eryndralis," the waiter said.


    "What''s that?" Atlas asked, curious.


    "This is the spirit form of Lord Kareem. He merged with the spirit beasts'' power, becoming one with it and taking its form. This form is called Eryndralis."


    "What a unique name," Atlas remarked. "But it looks pretty cool too."


    The faces of those watching the live broadcast shifted once more, their eyes lighting up with renewed hope. For the second time, a glimmer of victory seemed possible.


    The spectral beast, majestic and awe-inspiring, flapped its powerful wings. The lion with wings and three fox tails unleashed a massive cannon-like wave of energy from its mouth. Each beat of its wings sent spectral fox-like creatures hurtling toward the Dune Worm, striking it relentlessly.


    The Dune Worm writhed violently, its massive body convulsing as patches of its skin began to glow an ominous red.


    "Wait¡­" Atlas muttered. "It''s not going to blow itself up, is it?"


    Suddenly, the live broadcast blurred, the screen struggling to focus, and the air itself seemed to shimmer with heat.


    "What''s going on?" Atlas asked, but the answer was obvious. The temperature in the caf¨¦ spiked as if the very air was on fire. The worm''s heat was radiating across the battlefield, even reaching into the city itself.


    "Oh damn," Atlas muttered. Even he, accustomed to the heat, could feel the sweltering wave of discomfort. Glancing around, he noticed others in the caf¨¦ fanning themselves, some rushing to grab cold drinks to combat the oppressive heat.


    And Morganna?


    She sat quietly, staring at her ice cream. It had melted almost instantly, leaving her with a soupy mess in her glass. Her eyes narrowed, her expression shifting to a flat, unreadable stare.


    The Spectral Beast continued its relentless assault, its mighty wings beating fiercely as it fired glowing cannon-like blasts at the Dune Worm, each shot hitting with devastating force as if attempting to burn the creature alive.


    Dozens of spectral foxes launched from the beast''s wings, slamming into the worm repeatedly.


    Despite this, the Dune Worm writhed violently, thrashing its massive body and occasionally slamming against the Dune Bastion, sending tremors across the battlefield.


    Would this strategy work?


    Everyone watching held their breath, enduring the sweltering heat that had grown unbearable. The caf¨¦''s air conditioning was no match for the oppressive temperature, and the heat only intensified as the battle dragged on.


    The battlefield itself was a chaotic mess of sandstorms, explosions, and scorching waves of heat.


    Then¡ªgradually¡ªthe Dune Worm began to slow.


    The moment stretched on, feeling unbearably long and intense. Perhaps it wasn''t truly that long, but in situations like this, every second felt like an eternity as everyone anxiously awaited a victorious outcome.


    Finally, the Dune Worm''s massive, once-indomitable body stilled, its wild thrashing coming to an end. It stopped completely, with smoke rising from its thick, armored hide.


    The once-imposing creature lay motionless, its scorched and battered form a silent testament to the brutal battle.


    Was it over? Had the worm finally been burned from the inside out?


    Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, though a lingering sense of unease remained. They silently prayed this would truly be the final Dungeon Boss they had to face.


    As moments passed, the battle against the remaining hundreds of monsters continued, with turrets, cannons, and Saharan Soldiers working tirelessly to eliminate the stragglers.


    Finally, the announcement came:


    The broadcast screen flickered, and the voice of an announcer, steady but charged with emotion, filled the airwaves.


    "Attention, citizens of the Veylamar City, Saharan Empire!"


    The camera panned across the smoldering battlefield, showing the defeated forms of the Dune Godzilla and the Dune Worm.


    "Both Dungeon Bosses have been defeated! The threat to our great city has been neutralized!"


    The camera zoomed in on Lord Kareem, still floating in mid-air, already transformed back to his original form.


    "This victory belongs to the brave defenders of the Dune Bastion and to the Saharan Soldiers who stood firm in the face of overwhelming odds. But above all¡ªtoday, we owe our survival to Lord Kareem, a Rank-4 Sentinel, who led us to triumph!"


    The screen displayed an image of Kareem raising his greatsword. S~ea??h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "The nightmare has ended. Our city stands tall! Let this day remind us of our strength, our resilience, and the heroes who walk among us!"


    A wave of celebration swept through the city. It wasn''t the jubilant kind of joy but rather a collective feeling of exhaustion and overwhelming relief.


    The nightmare had finally ended.


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 Chapter 61 - Everyone Loves Carrots

    Alright! The massive attack¡ªthe Dungeon Break¡ªwas finally contained. A big round of applause was deserved for the Veylamar city government, who had acted swiftly and decisively to handle such a monumental disaster.This, by far, was the most well-coordinated disaster response Atlas had ever witnessed firsthand.


    Sure, the Dune Bastion sustained damage in several areas, but remarkably, there were no civilian casualties. Even the tremors reported earlier had caused no loss of life.


    The damage within the city was visible, but it was manageable. With the considerable resources and funding of the Saharan Empire, repairs would likely be completed in the near future.


    In the end, however, the main heroes of the day were the Lords¡ªespecially Kareem¡ªwho appeared to have a strong alliance with the Empire.


    The Empire''s strategy of maintaining good relations with Lords had clearly paid off. The results spoke for themselves.


    Even Atlas found himself impressed with the city''s handling of the crisis. It was a place he felt comfortable visiting, and perhaps, he thought, he would return again in the future.


    "Please¡­" the waiter said, handing a business card to him. "Keep my contact and let me know if, someday in the future, you need help from a ''washed-up awakener'' who now prefers cooking and brewing coffee." He finished with a polite bow.


    "Thanks," Atlas replied, accepting the card. "Good luck with the business."


    "And please, convey my apologies again to the master earlier," the waiter added with a respectful nod.


    Atlas gave a small wave before heading out. There were still a few matters to take care of before he planned to return to Gacha Haven later that afternoon.


    **


    "Soren¡­" muttered a man seated at a round table in a pristine room with stark white walls and large glass windows overlooking a cityscape.


    The speaker appeared to be in his 60s, his neatly tied white hair accompanied by a well-groomed white beard. Despite his age, he had a strong, well-built frame, clad in a flowing white robe with sections reinforced by armor. A hood partially covered his head, adding an air of authority to his presence.


    "Do you know who defeated him?" the man asked.


    "Lord Kareem, we are still investigating which Lord Soren lost to," another voice replied from across the room.


    Kareem fell silent for a moment, closing his eyes briefly as if suppressing his emotions¡ªor perhaps lost in thought.


    "Wasn''t he accompanied by Takashi? And this was only in Seeker Division 1?" Kareem finally said, his tone calm but sharp.


    "Correct, My Lord," another voice responded.


    "Soren had even secured three spirit beasts," Kareem continued.


    A battle between two floating islands was an especially private affair. Information about such conflicts couldn''t be accessed directly unless the Lords involved chose to share the details with others.


    Even witnessing such battles was a rare occurrence¡ªan observer would need to float high in the sky, precisely at the location where the two islands clashed.


    This secrecy made it nearly impossible to uncover who had dealt the final blow to Soren.


    "My Lord," the subordinate added, "we are scanning nearby areas. Floating islands within Seeker Division 1 or 2 are being prioritized, especially those currently in their reinforcement phase."


    Kareem paused, his gaze distant, before speaking again. "Find out who they are."


    "What should we do if we find them, My Lord? Should we focus our attacks on that island?" another voice asked.


    Kareem paused for a moment.


    "I may need some time to rest after the battle earlier today. But for now¡­ just find out who might have defeated my son."


    He fell silent again before adding, "And determine whether they''ve joined an alliance¡­ or if they remain independent."


    "Could this possibly be connected to opposition forces against us, My Lord?"


    "That potential exists," Kareem admitted.


    He then stood, his imposing presence filling the room, and walked away slowly, leaving the others behind to carry out his orders.


    **


    A soft hum echoed through the air, growing louder as a sleek, futuristic aircraft approached a small floating island. The island''s protective shield covered most of its interior, leaving only a few outer sections exposed, where several workers could be seen tilling soil and planting crops.


    The aircraft was a marvel of design¡ªwhite with elegant, futuristic contours. Its rear hatch opened, revealing two men standing at the edge, gazing out at the island below.


    The workers on the island noticed the approaching vessel, pausing their tasks with puzzled expressions. One of them¡ªa particularly cheerful beastkin¡ªran to the edge of the island, waving enthusiastically.


    "Hi! Hello!" called out the rabbit girl, her ears twitching as she smiled warmly. "Can we help you? Who are you, and who are you looking for?"


    The two men in white robes, their attire accented with light armor, seemed momentarily stunned. They exchanged awkward glances before stiffening in place.


    "Damn, this bunny girl is so cute, isn''t she?" the first man said.


    "Yes¡­" the second man replied.


    "Hi¡­" the first man finally responded. "Are you the Lord of this island?"


    The bunny girl cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted back, "No, I''m not the Lord."


    "And¡­ What are you all doing?" the first man asked again.


    "We''re planting carrots. Do you want some carrots?" the bunny girl chirped cheerfully.


    The first man turned to his companion with a bewildered look. "Do you think an island with a bunny girl like that could have possibly defeated young master Soren?"


    "I don''t know. I''m not sure," the second man replied hesitantly. "But the higher-ups told us to look for a Lord with great potential or an island with significant strength."


    "Well, this island is¡­" the first man trailed off, glancing back at the workers. "They''re busy planting carrots. It seems like they don''t really understand the whole concept of Lord battles. They look more like they need protection than like a threat."


    Curious, he asked again, "Why are you planting so many carrots?"


    The bunny girl beamed and replied, "Because we all love carrots! And carrots are good for your eyes!"


    The first man took a deep breath, trying to steady himself, and muttered under his breath, "Damn, my body''s shaking just from hearing that bunny girl shout."


    "She''s so cute. I want a pet like her," his companion said, half-joking.


    "She''s not a pet. Watch your mouth," the first man snapped.


    "Okay, fine. So, what do we do now?"


    At that moment, someone else approached the bunny girl. It was a woman with pointed ears¡ªan elf, or maybe a spirit?


    "Damn, this island is full of beautiful women," the first man murmured.


    He called out again, louder this time. "Hey, are you the Lord of this island?"


    The woman with pointed ears glanced at them but shook her head slowly, her expression calm. S§×arch* The Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Damn, this island is really weird," the first man muttered to his companion. "A bunny girl planting carrots, and a woman who moves so slow like that."


    "Conclusion?" the second man asked.


    "This is a new island, still small and inhabited by people who don''t seem dangerous. Let''s ignore it and look for something with more potential."


    The first man waved his hand toward the workers below. "Hi! Thanks for the hospitality. We''ll come back next time. Please pass our regards to your Lord, and good luck with the battle!"


    "Hey! Do you want some carrots?" the bunny girl suddenly shouted, tossing a bag of carrots toward the aircraft.


    The two men caught it, glancing at each other before chuckling.


    "Thanks! We like carrots too! Hahaha!"


    ***


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 Chapter 62 - Heat Sense or Heat Stroke?

    Atlas returned to Gacha Haven just as the evening began to settle over the island. The Floating Lantern drifted gracefully, glowing light casting soft shadows around him as he guided a group of newcomers.He turned to face the group. "Welcome to Gacha Haven."


    "Yes! Finally, my new adventure starts!" one of them exclaimed.


    "Thank you, my Lord! My girlfriend is here¡­ I''m finally with her again," another man added.


    Atlas raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised.


    "Don''t worry, My Lord. I''ll remain professional," the man quickly added. "And please, separate us into different teams."


    "Alright," Atlas replied with a nod.


    The ten newcomers were met with heartfelt welcomes from the current residents.


    Earlier, Atlas had gone over team arrangements with Edrik, and together they concluded that the four existing teams would be sufficient for the time being. The plan was to seamlessly integrate the new combatants into these well-established groups.


    "Please take some time to get to know your teammates and adjust," Atlas said, addressing the group. "In a few minutes, we''ll have a review session about our last battle, which Edrik will lead."


    "Yes, My Lord!" the group replied in unison.


    Atlas took some time to review the structures on his island. Finally, he had enough resources to build the Gateway Altar, and he wasted no time getting it done.


    [You have spent 50 Units of Wood, 80 Units of Stone, 15 Units of Iron Ingots, 5 Mana Crystals, and 5 World Shards to build Gateway Altar.]


    A wave of relief washed over him as the notification blinked into view. This new structure would make summoning troops and workers easier, sparing him the hassle of traveling to nearby cities for recruitment.


    Still, there was something undeniably captivating about venturing into the Lower Lands. Those trips always seemed to offer unexpected adventures. Like today, when he had witnessed the chaos of Veylamar City''s Dungeon Break attack unfold right before his eyes.


    Turning his focus back to the island, Atlas queued up the construction of four more Flame Beacons.


    Excitement buzzed through him; after two weeks of relentless material gathering and strategic purchases in the Lower Lands, he finally had enough resources to take a big step forward. These additional Flame Beacons would vastly enhance the island''s defenses.


    Following that, Atlas turned his attention to the growing population of the Floating Island. With more inhabitants now living on the island, he also queued the upgrade of the Basic Hut to its upgraded version.


    This was the highest tier of housing he could build at Fortress Stage 1, his current development level.


    For now, this was as far as he could push his island''s progress. But once he ranked up to Scout Rank 2, new options would unlock, allowing him to expand and fortify the island even further.


    With the preparations complete, everyone gathered in the heart of the island. Wooden log benches encircled several fire pits.


    At the center of the gathering, a small stage had been set up, where Edrik stood ready. Behind him, a screen displayed tactical diagrams and clips of the previous day''s battles.


    Edrik began his debrief with precision, dissecting the events of the last defense¡ªthe positioning of the teams, the timing of their attacks, and the critical decisions to advance or fall back.


    "We must adhere strictly to the roles assigned within each team," he stated. His gaze swept over the crowd, ensuring his words struck home.


    "The only ones permitted to take initiative in the heat of battle are the Elite Subordinates. However, in emergency situations, our Lord will take full command of the operation."


    He paused briefly, "Discipline is non-negotiable. It is a standard we must meet without exception."


    Edrik''s explanation was meticulous, deliberate, and deeply engaging. His carefully chosen words, paired with his steady yet commanding tone, seemed to captivate the entire audience.


    Atlas sat quietly in his seat, his gaze drifting as his thoughts strayed to the challenges ahead. With six days remaining before the next battle, he calculated that five of those days would need to be dedicated to rigorous training, leveling up, and methodical preparation.


    Still, an idea nagged at him. Perhaps he should use the remaining Standard Tickets in his possession. If fortune favored him, he might summon additional support units to strengthen their odds of success.


    New characters were always an asset, especially given the current composition of his team. Most of his subordinates were melee-focused, with only one true support unit among them.


    Lyrassa was remarkable, of course¡ªher ability to heal, control crowds, and provide buffs made her indispensable. But the absence of magic users left a clear gap in their strategy, one that could become a critical weakness in the battles to come.


    Atlas needed mages¡ªor perhaps even a formidable weapon for himself. A high-grade spear would be ideal, and he could only hope to secure one soon. Until then, he resolved to refine his technique, dedicating himself to becoming more skilled and confident in spear combat.


    At Level 45, he knew the climb to Level 50 would be a slow grind. Still, his immediate goal was clear: relentless training and sharpening his abilities.


    Each session brought him closer to his Class Advancement, and if he could push his limits during this crucial phase, he might unlock a remarkable¡ªor perhaps even extraordinary¡ªClass.


    The memory of Kareem and his team''s battle earlier that day lingered in his thoughts. Their strength and cohesion were a stark contrast to his own progress, a vivid reminder of how far he had to go. Compared to a Rank 4 Sentinel Lord and his elite team, he felt weak, insignificant even.


    But that only fueled his resolve. Weakness was a temporary state, one he was determined to overcome.


    The next day dawned, bringing with it a relentless and demanding training routine. While the troops muttered complaints about another grueling session, Atlas was already immersed in his own intense and unorthodox regimen.


    Blindfolded, he stood with his chest heaving, struggling to steady his breath. Today''s challenge was Heat Sense Training¡ªa test designed to sharpen his reflexes and spatial awareness under extreme conditions.


    The objective was simple in theory but daunting in execution: sprint back and forth across a treacherous course that wove through sections of molten lava streams.


    The catch? He couldn''t rely on his sight.


    Atlas wouldn''t be allowed to remove the blindfold until he successfully completed 20 laps.


    Atlas clenched his fists, steeling himself against the memory of pain. His skin still bore the marks from previous sessions¡ªblisters and burns that told the story of his grueling training. But he clung to the hope that this insane regimen might lead to something extraordinary.


    What if I could shoot lava from my hands? he joked to himself.


    He visualized the course in his mind, reconstructing every detail from memory. The searing heat of the molten streams, the texture of the rocky ground¡ªhe committed it all to mental clarity.


    With a sharp, steadying breath, he took off.


    The first few steps went smoothly. One step, two, three¡ªsafe. Gaining confidence, he picked up his pace.


    Then¡ªhe stumbled.


    Damn!


    The fall drew the attention of the troops watching nearby, but before their murmurs could grow, Kurogasa quickly barked at them to focus on their own training.


    Atlas pushed himself up, brushing off the pain, and ran again.


    He kept running. He kept falling. And every time, he forced himself back to his feet. More than once, he found himself turned completely around, veering dangerously close to the molten streams.


    Each time, Kurogasa''s voice cut through, guiding him back on course.


    Atlas gritted his teeth. His burns stung, his legs ached, but he refused to stop. Failure wasn''t an option!


    Damn it.


    He couldn''t keep doing the same thing, making the same mistakes, expecting something to change. With the blindfold on, sight was no longer an asset. S§×arch* The n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He needed to rely on something else!


    But what? How did Kurogasa move with such precision, so effortlessly, without seeing?


    Heat!


    Yes, the heat. His skin could feel the changes in temperature.


    What about sound? Smell?


    Yes!


    He could use them all. Only by engaging all his senses could he finally realize how much his body¡ªhis instincts¡ªhad already surpassed those of a normal human.


    Determined, he ran again. This time, he was attuned to the environment around him. The heat on his skin warned him of danger, and the sounds of bubbling lava and shifting air guided his steps.


    But just as his confidence grew, his foot came down¡ªtoo close to the edge.


    Lyrassa gasped, ready to leap in, but Kurogasa held her back, his eyes closed.


    Atlas''s foot splashed into the molten stream.


    OH DAMN IT! MY FOOT''S MELTING, MOTHERF¡ª


    ***


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 Chapter 63 - He would go even further!

    Atlas collapsed to the ground, the searing pain radiating through his body. He screamed, the agony so overwhelming it felt as though it might knock him unconscious.Kurogasa had carefully chosen a training area where the lava streams were shallow and sparse, with wide stretches of solid ground between them.


    Even so, the streams, no wider than a human foot, were still dangerous enough that one wrong step could cause serious harm. And now, Atlas''s foot had landed directly in one of them, the molten heat melting his sole as though it were wax.


    "My Lord¡­ let me heal you," Lyrassa said, rushing to his side alongside Kurogasa.


    Atlas felt their presence and the beginning of healing energy flowing into his foot. His hand shot out, gripping Lyrassa''s wrist to stop her. S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The lessons he had learned from Kurogasa rang loudly in his mind. Pain must be endured. Only by pushing to the brink can you surpass your limits.


    Atlas clenched his teeth, breathing heavily. He couldn''t let this pain defeat him. It wasn''t his body that needed to endure¡ªit was his mind!


    "Only heal me if there''s a risk of permanent damage," he said through gritted teeth.


    Lyrassa shook her head, clearly against his decision, but reluctantly followed his orders. Her gaze remained fixed on his face, falling silently as she watched him endure the pain.


    "My Lord¡­" Kurogasa said.


    "No," Atlas interrupted. "This is just the beginning. I''m not giving up!"


    He stayed on the ground for a moment longer, letting the pain ripple through him. It didn''t fade¡ªnot really¡ªbut he willed himself to move. Slowly, with a roar of frustration, Atlas began to rise. His legs shook as he forced himself upright.


    Damn it!


    The pain was excruciating, but he refused to stop. This was the path to strength, and he would walk it, no matter how much it hurt.


    He started running again, shouting at the top of his lungs.


    "DAMN IT! DAMN IT! DAMN IT! ARGHH!"


    This time, his steps carried more confidence. Having endured the pain once, he knew he could survive it again.


    Strangely, everything around him began to feel sharper, clearer. The crackling of the lava, the shifting heat in the air, the distinct scorched smell that changed as he moved¡ªhe was beginning to sense it all.


    He could feel the environment guiding him, each step becoming more precise.


    He could do this!


    Lyrassa stood with a worried expression, her gaze fixed on Atlas. Beside her were Kurogasa and Edrik.


    "The Lord¡­" she whispered, her voice trembling. "He''s only human¡­" Her words caught in her throat as tears fell freely down her cheeks. "He''s just a normal human¡­ This suffering must be hell for him."


    She shook her head, unable to hide her distress.


    Edrik sighed heavily. "Even I, an assassin accustomed to hellish training, feel like my past struggles were child''s play compared to what he''s putting himself through."


    Kurogasa nodded slowly. "It pains me to see him suffer like this. But he knows better than anyone what he wants. All we can do is support him and cover his blind spots."


    The three of them watched in silence as Atlas ran again, faster this time. His steps grew surer, and he managed to guide himself away from the streams of lava with greater precision. He was adjusting, adapting¡­ learning.


    Atlas stumbled again, this time falling into the same stream of lava. The pain was excruciating, and he rolled on the ground, clutching his leg as if the agony were breaking his very bones.


    Lyrassa and Kurogasa rushed toward him, worry etched on their faces. But after ensuring he could endure, they stepped back as Atlas forced himself to stand once more.


    He started running again, his resolve unshaken despite the pain.


    This wasn''t even the first lap¡ªit was far from over.


    Then, finally¡ª


    "My Lord, first lap," Kurogasa called out as Atlas passed him.


    Atlas managed a faint, determined smile before pushing forward, his pace unwavering.


    Finally!


    As he continued, the rhythm of his running became steadier. He was growing accustomed to navigating without sight, interpreting his surroundings through smell, heat, and sound. His senses sharpened, working together in ways they never had before.


    It was sheer, unrelenting hell.


    There were moments when he felt despair, questioning the sanity of his decision to endure such punishment. But every time doubt clawed at his mind, he roared¡ªdeep, primal, and unyielding¡ªforcing himself to push harder.


    He pushed harder!


    With every step, his confidence grew.


    Sure, he fell again. His legs were scraped raw, his body battered, caked in dirt and blistered from the heat. But he refused to stop.


    He rose every time, his determination burning brighter than the molten streams beneath his feet!


    And finally¡­ finally!!!


    "My Lord, you''ve done it," Kurogasa''s voice broke through the haze of exhaustion.


    Atlas smiled, then burst into laughter as he collapsed onto the ground, his body trembling with relief. Hahaha! He laughed, reaching up to remove his blindfold.


    As his vision adjusted, he saw Kurogasa, Edrik, Lyrassa, and all the troops surrounding him. They stood silently for a moment before bowing to him in unison.


    Edrik stepped forward, offering his hand to help Atlas up, steadying him as he struggled to find his footing.


    This had been another round of hellish training. But he had made it through.


    Atlas clenched his fists. This wasn''t his limit¡ªnot yet.


    He would keep pushing himself, breaking through every barrier, no matter how impossible it seemed.


    He would go even further!


    Afterward, the group took a well-deserved break for lunch before diving into another grueling round of training. The intensity matched the earlier session, pushing everyone to their limits.


    By the time evening rolled around, they returned, exhausted, to Gacha Haven.


    Moments like these made Atlas think how much more enjoyable post-training recovery would be if he could construct the Healing Spring. The blueprint he''d acquired from the Gacha, but he still lacked the materials to build it.


    He resolved to explore other islands soon to gather what he needed.


    In his room, Atlas received treatment and healing from Lyrassa. Her abilities worked wonders, and he was back to his normal state much faster than he could have expected. It was nothing short of a miracle having someone like her on his team.


    That night, as usual, the island came alive.


    Everyone gathered to eat, laugh, and sing around the fire. Some took turns grilling food, others joined in karaoke, and a few brave souls tried their hand at stand-up comedy, filling the night with laughter and joy.


    Atlas sat back, watching it all, a satisfied smile on his face. This vibe¡ªthis energy¡ªwas something he intended to preserve.


    He reviewed his remaining gacha pulls. He still had 80 Standard Tickets!


    This meant he was guaranteed at least one Rank-S item, though he couldn''t help but feel a little greedy, hoping for even more.


    The excitement among his troops was palpable as Atlas stepped onto the stage. This was the moment everyone had been waiting for.


    He grabbed 10 tickets and threw them into the air. The glowing tickets spun wildly before each began to change color.


    Brown. Everyone fell silent.


    Brown. Brown. Brown.


    Then¡ªPurple!


    "FIRE!" the crowd roared in unison.


    Another ticket turned Purple.


    "FIRE!" they shouted again, louder this time.


    The remaining ticket began to settle. Brown. Brown. Brown. Purple!


    "FIRE!"


    Cheers erupted as the results were revealed. Three Rank-A items from the first pull.


    "What a way to start the night!"

 Chapter 64 - Runesmith of Eternal Flame

    [You have received Rank-A Item: Spirit Grove Seed.]The first Rank-A ticket Atlas opened revealed... a small seed encased in a glowing, greenish shield of light.


    He picked up the item, inspecting it closely before reading the description.


    [Grows a tree that grants buffs to nearby units.]


    "A seed for some kind of tree. Who knows what it''ll grow into, but I do know exactly who''s going to want this," he said.


    Right on cue, Mira bounded toward the stage, her cheerful expression lighting up as she held out both hands eagerly.


    "Take it, Mira."


    "Whoa¡­ A seed! This looks so cool!" she exclaimed. "I can''t wait to see what kind of tree it''ll grow into!"


    With that, Mira spun on her heel and dashed away.


    [You have received Rank-A Item: Party Recall Crystal.]


    A crystal appeared next, shimmering with a white hue and a faint purple glow swirling within its transparent core.


    Atlas picked it up, studying the object curiously before the description appeared.


    [Instantly teleports your entire party to safety.]


    "Oh¡­" he murmured, pausing as he considered the scenarios where such an item might come in handy.


    Another single-use item, but one with potentially life-saving utility. The thought of being able to evacuate his entire party in an emergency, whether from a dead-end or an overwhelming threat¡­. made him nod in quiet approval.


    "Not bad," he said, addressing the group.


    He quickly explained the crystal''s function to everyone before tucking it safely into his inventory.


    With that, he moved on.


    [You have received Rank-A Item: Codex of Ancient Remedies.]


    This time, a scroll materialized before him. Atlas quickly grabbed it, and the item''s description appeared. S§×arch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [Decodes the blueprint of a specific, ancient artifact or potion.]


    He paused for a moment, tapping his fingers against the scroll thoughtfully as he murmured, "Jackpot. Tell me, could this thing decode the Rank-A Item: Soulbinding Armor Set and give me the blueprint for it?"


    If Atlas could acquire the blueprint for the Soulbinding Armor Set, he could mass-produce it! With enough resources and the right blacksmiths, he could distribute the armor to everyone on the island. And boost their defense overall.


    [Host, that item is still classified as a Rank-A item. It should be well within the Codex''s capabilities. You could give it a try.]


    "Interesting," he muttered. "But I''ll probably need a high-rank blacksmith to make use of the blueprint, right?"


    He recalled how production classes were ranked by their craftsmanship abilities: Beginner, Advanced, Expert, and Master.


    Each rank was further divided into 10 levels. Blueprints, particularly for rare or high-grade items, often required blacksmiths of a specific rank to craft them successfully.


    For now, Gacha Haven only had Beginner blacksmiths. With that limitation in mind, he decided to set the scroll aside for the time being, waiting for the right opportunity to put it to use.


    Well, three items that should be great, even if their full potential couldn''t be realized immediately. Still, they were Rank-A items, and that alone was something to appreciate.


    He still had plenty of chances left. "Let''s keep going! Speed it up!" he said.


    Atlas tossed another ten tickets into the air, watching as they sparkled briefly before revealing their results.


    Brown. Brown. Brown. Brown. Brown.


    His jaw tightened, anxiety creeping in. Come on¡­


    Brown. Brown. Brown.


    "Are you kidding me?!"


    Brown.


    Finally, the last one lit up¡ªPurple!


    "FIRE!" The crowd erupted in excitement, even though they all knew it was the bare minimum for a decent pull.


    Atlas let out a heavy sigh, shaking his head.


    "Well, here we go," he said, turning his attention to the single Rank-A ticket he''d managed to pull.


    The ticket glowed brightly, and as the light intensified, shapes began to form. Thin, glowing metallic fibers unfurled, snaking outward and assembling into what looked like a figure.


    Wait¡­ is this¡­?


    Everyone around him leaned closer.


    The shape solidified, taking on a humanoid form. Matte surfaces gleamed under the light, sleek armor plating covering its body. From its head, flexible, metallic fibers cascaded like flowing hair.


    "An android?" someone whispered.


    "A robot?" another guessed.


    Finally, the item''s name appeared.


    [You have received Rank-A Item: Sentinel Training Mannequin.]


    A training mannequin?


    [Level 60-120 combat dummy with adaptive strategies.]


    Atlas examined the Sentinel Training Mannequin carefully, analyzing its functions and potential. The item''s capabilities intrigued him. It could wield multiple weapon types and adjust its level from 60 to 120.


    "A training partner?" he mused. This was far more than just a simple dummy.


    Turning to the others, he explained the mannequin''s features. The excitement grew as everyone realized the potential for sparring with such an advanced tool.


    "Well," Atlas said, "I''ll definitely give it a try later. Being able to train against a unit with a level range like this¡ªand with such versatility in weapons¡ªis going to be a huge help."


    The only downside? The mannequin was strictly for sparring. It had no combat mode and couldn''t be deployed in actual battles. A shame, considering the immense value a level 120 adaptive unit could bring to their forces.


    His thoughts drifted for a moment. What if he found someone who could modify this mannequin?


    With a small sigh, he stored the mannequin in his inventory.


    Twenty pulls so far, and... decent results, though the items he had received leaned more toward potential rather than practicality. Still, the sparring robot held promise. Even if he already had Kurogasa¡ªa master with various weapons¡ªthe mannequin could still be an excellent tool for the troops to train with.


    It wasn''t perfect, but it would undoubtedly boost the overall potential of his team.


    "Alright, next ten tickets!" he declared, flicking his wrist as he cast them into the air.


    Brown. Brown. Brown. Brown. Brown.


    Atlas groaned. "Are you kidding me?!"


    Brown. Brown. Brown.


    And then¡ªa glimmer of hope. Purple!


    "FIRE!" the crowd shouted in unison.


    Another ticket lit up. Purple again!


    "FIRE!"


    Atlas smirked, his disappointment easing. "Not bad, two Rank-A tickets!" he said, cracking his knuckles.


    "Now, come on¡ªgive me something useful!"


    He took a deep breath and prepared to open the first ticket.


    The ticket flickered and expanded rapidly before transforming into what looked like a square-shaped fabric, floating weightlessly in the air.


    "What the heck is that?!"


    A notification popped up.


    [You have received Rank-A Item: Veilstone Cloak]


    [Conceals an area, hiding all structures and units for up to 15 minutes.]


    "Oh! Interesting," Atlas said, intrigued. "But how big is the area this thing can cover?"


    Curious, he tossed the item into the air. Instantly, it unfurled and grew, becoming transparent as it descended. The size was respectable, though not enormous¡ªabout a third of the island''s current size.


    The cloak floated gently downward, draping over the group, effectively concealing everyone beneath it.


    The troops reached out to touch the cloak, but their hands passed right through as if it didn''t exist.


    "Not bad," Atlas mused, examining the item''s behavior. "Though there''s one drawback, it''s stationary once activated. You can''t move it after it''s deployed."


    Still, the tactical potential was undeniable. He could already think of several ways to use it in battle. From ambush setups to emergency retreats, this cloak could be a game-changer in the right situation.


    "Nice," he muttered to himself.


    Atlas touched the next Rank-A ticket, and it instantly turned crimson, as if ignited by unseen flames.


    A deep, resonant clang of metal echoed across the area, reverberating like the strike of a smith''s hammer against an anvil.


    "What is that?" Atlas muttered, his eyes narrowing as he stepped back, watching the burning ticket descend slowly to the ground.


    From the flames, a figure began to emerge. It was massive¡ªeasily as tall as Karian, but with a build far broader and more imposing.


    The figure''s physique was nothing short of awe-inspiring. Muscles as thick as tree trunks and his braided beard, glowing faintly ash-gray, hung long and heavy. Behind him, thick, tied-back hair fell like molten iron strands.


    As the summoning finished, the towering figure straightened and broke into a wide grin.


    "Fortune smiles upon me, granting me another chance to walk this world. Now, I pledge myself to serve a lord," the figure boomed, his voice resonant.


    He stepped forward, bowing respectfully.


    "Baldric Moltenbeard. A dwarf, and a Master Blacksmith, at your service. I offer my skills and loyalty to the lord of this island."


    Atlas blinked, momentarily taken aback. A Master rank Blacksmith!!!


    And A dwarf?!!! Not a Titan?!!!


    [You have received Rank-A Character: Baldric Moltenbeard - Runesmith of Eternal Flame]

 Chapter 65 - Codex of Ancient Remedies

    "A dwarf?" Atlas murmured, still processing the towering figure before him.Baldric let out a hearty laugh, clearly understanding the unspoken question.


    "Ha ha ha! My Lord, is this your first time meeting a dwarf?"


    "Actually, yes," Atlas admitted.


    "Well, I''m guessing it''s also the first time anyone''s seen a dwarf as large as me, eh? Ha ha!"


    "You''ve definitely claimed the title of ''largest''¡ªat least until Milo transforms into his rage form," Atlas said with a smirk.


    "Oh, a giant here? Sounds like I''ve got myself an arm-wrestling partner already. Ha ha ha!"


    "Not a giant, just a wandering magician," Atlas corrected with a smirk.


    The dwarf turned to address the crowd, giving a slight bow as he scanned the group.


    "Hello, everyone!" he called out before his gaze shifted to the Elite Subordinates. "Ah, I see a lot of capable individuals here. Hahaha, very good!"


    He strode toward the troops, his eyes landing on Garen, who sat near the front. Baldric''s expression grew serious as he examined the soldiers'' equipment.


    "Well now," he said. "I see they''re still wearing armor in¡­ less-than-ideal condition. I''ll start working to upgrade everyone''s defense and attack capabilities."


    He turned back to Atlas with a grin. "That is, of course, if the materials are ready, My Lord."


    "We have some materials," Atlas replied, "but I''m not sure if it''ll be enough for you. We''ll have to either buy more or mine for them."


    "If we can locate a volcanic island, I think most of what we need can be sourced from there."


    Atlas nodded. "We''ve got a favorite island we visit often for hunting and training. Hopefully, that''ll cover it."


    "Ha ha ha! Perfect. I love it!" Baldric exclaimed, clapping his massive hands together. "I''ll work my ass off to upgrade everyone! I''ll forge the sturdiest armor and the most devastating weapons you''ve ever seen!"


    Baldric''s booming laughter filled the air as he mingled effortlessly with the others, his hearty energy making him seem like he''d been part of the group for years.


    "Oh, this armor is impressive! Did you slaughter a dragon to get this scale material?" Baldric asked, gesturing toward Karian''s armor set.


    "Yes," Karian replied. "I decapitated a fire dragon and ate its eye. But the best part of the dragon isn''t its eyes¡ªit''s¡­ well¡­ you know, that part from the reproductive area."


    "Whoa! Ha ha ha! You''ve got some refined taste, my friend!" Baldric roared, clearly amused.


    Atlas sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose at the unexpected turn in conversation.


    Still, he couldn''t deny this pull was an absolute jackpot. While he''d been hoping for a mage, getting a capable blacksmith¡ªone as energetic and skilled as Baldric¡ªwas a rare stroke of luck.


    Curious about his full potential, Atlas brought up Baldric''s status screen to inspect his abilities.


    [Name: Baldric Moltenbeard]


    [Level: 52]


    [Strength: 290 | Agility: 67 | Intelligence: 49 | Constitution: 99 | Stamina: 121]


    [Job: Craftsman]


    Atlas'' eyes immediately caught at his massive Strength stat¡ªperfectly fitting for a blacksmith. The talents listed alongside it were equally impressive, all tailored to enhance his craftsmanship and combat utility.


    [Runeforge Mastery (A) - Eternal Flame Bond (SS) - Molten Resilience (A) - Overheat Surge (B) - Inspirational Craftsman (B) - Braided Flame Glow (B) - Living Anvil (A)]


    [Runeforge Mastery: Grants the ability to inscribe powerful runes onto equipment, imbuing them with elemental properties.]


    [Eternal Flame Bond: The flames of the forge never extinguish and can be summoned as a fragment to aid in battle or crafting.]


    His gaze lingered on one talent in particular: Eternal Flame Bond.


    "Interesting¡­ Could this be tied to some kind of unique power source? Is that why his form is so massive?"


    [Molten Resilience: Naturally absorbs heat, providing immunity to fire damage and allowing the body to temporarily harden like molten rock.]


    [Overheat Surge: Enhances speed and strength temporarily when in close proximity to intense heat sources.]


    [Inspirational Craftsman: Stories of legendary craftsmanship boost morale and inspire allies to greater effort and determination.]


    [Braided Flame Glow: The braided beard glows brighter as anger intensifies, reflecting heightened emotional states.]


    [Living Anvil : Exceptional resistance to blunt force makes it incredibly difficult to be knocked down or staggered.]


    Then came the others: Molten Resilience, Overheat Surge, Living Anvil. Each sounded more incredible than the last.


    "Molten Resilience probably makes him insanely tough," he mused.


    Not only could Baldric excel as a master blacksmith, but his talents also made him an excellent candidate for the frontlines. Overheat Surge especially caught his attention, it suggested that Baldric could hold his own in battle, delivering devastating power boosts when needed.


    Incredible. Absolutely incredible!


    Atlas decided to wrap up the Gacha Pull session for the night, feeling satisfied with the exceptional results. While he still had 50 Standard Tickets left, the excitement of opening them could wait.


    [Standard Banner Summary:


    Total tickets used: 150


    Total Rank-A pulls: 45


    Total Rank-S pulls: 2


    Next guaranteed Rank-A in 10 pulls


    Next guaranteed Rank-S in 50 pulls]


    For now, his attention shifted to a more pressing matter¡­ There was something important he needed to discuss with Baldric. S§×ar?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Atlas led Baldric and Edrik to the blacksmith workshop. The air inside was still hot, carrying the lingering scent of smelted metal and burned coal from the day''s forging.


    He pulled out the Soulbinding Armor Set and placed it on the sturdy work table in front of Baldric.


    "Oh, ho ho ho¡­ interesting¡­ very interesting," Baldric said, his enthusiasm palpable as he leaned in for a closer look.


    "To have something like this at such an early phase¡­ Atlas, this is an extraordinary find!"


    Atlas had already asked Baldric to address him by name, and the dwarf complied without hesitation.


    Atlas stepped back slightly and activated his Nightfall Sentinel Armor Set. The sleek, pitch-black armor materialized wrapping him, glowing faintly with streams of vibrant blue energy coursing through its design, illuminating the dim workshop.


    Baldric''s grin widened. "Oh, nice. Very nice! This armor adjusts its form and abilities based on the user. A brilliant piece of craftsmanship!"


    "There are three sets," Atlas explained. "Two are already in use."


    "Ah, I see, I see. And the grade¡­ It''s not bad either. Epic, huh? A solid foundation to build upon!"


    Edrik chimed in then. "Baldric, if we were to find or craft higher-grade armor sets in the future, would it be possible to exchange these for them? Or adapt them somehow?"


    Baldric rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "I''ll look into it," he said with a firm nod. "It might take some experimenting, but nothing''s impossible when it comes to forging and upgrading. Leave that to me."


    Atlas nodded, pleased with the exchange.


    He took out the Codex of Ancient Remedies and carefully brought it close to the Soulbinding Armor Set.


    A system prompt appeared immediately:


    [Activating the Codex of Ancient Remedies.]


    [Decoding in progress¡­]


    [0%]


    [¡­]


    [53%]


    The progress bar moved slower than he had hoped, testing his patience.


    Atlas felt his heartbeat quicken, nervous that some unforeseen error might disrupt the process. Losing the chance to decode this rare item would be devastating¡ªit wasn''t every day you pulled something like this from the Gacha.


    [98%]


    He held his breath, tension coiling in his chest as the final moments stretched out.


    [100%]


    [Decoding complete.]


    [Printing material and crafting method onto the scroll¡­]


    Atlas watched as text and diagrams etched themselves smoothly onto the scroll''s surface, line by line. The intricate details of the blueprint for the Soulbinding Armor Set came into view, every piece of information presented with precise clarity.


    When the process was complete, he held up the scroll, his face breaking into a wide smile.


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 Chapter 66 - Soulbinding Armor Set Blueprint

    [Soulbinding Armor Set Blueprint][Grade: Elite ~ Legendary]


    [Armor that adapts to the user''s abilities, enhancing defense without restricting movement.]


    [Adaptive Alloy (150 units)


    Soulthread Weave (20 meters)


    Runestone Core (5 fragments)


    Mana-Infused Leather (30 units)


    Obsidian Dust (20 units)


    Optional Enhancements:


    Dragon Scale Shards (5 shards)


    Frost Core (1 crystal)


    Shadowsteel (10 units)


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    [Requirements: Master Blacksmith]


    Atlas skimmed through the blueprint he had just obtained, and a lump formed in his throat as he took in the sheer complexity of the materials and processes required.


    But what stood out most was the blueprint''s potential¡ªit could produce items ranging from Elite to Legendary grade, far surpassing the Epic grade armor Atlas was currently using.


    He quickly shared the details with Baldric and Edrik.


    "Ha ha ha!" Baldric laughed heartily, studying the blueprint. "This is going to be a real challenge, no doubt about it!"


    Edrik nodded. "As expected for an item with such immense potential. It''s no surprise the requirements are this demanding."


    Atlas crossed his arms, his brow furrowed. "Do you think we can get our hands on the materials listed here?"


    Baldric chuckled. "Let me break this down for you. I''ll sort out what''s most feasible to obtain first. Then, we''ll figure out the trickier components."


    They started with the first material: Runestone Core. These fragments would serve as the armor''s core, channeling the user''s energy to amplify its defensive properties.


    "These can be found in dungeons¡­ but not just any dungeon. Only ancient ones, or perhaps volcanic ruins," Baldric explained, stroking his braided beard. "Runestones react to high heat and mana density, so they often form naturally or get altered in volcanic terrains infused with magic."


    "But!" His eyes twinkled as he raised a finger. "Lucky for you, I''m also a Rune Master. I can craft these myself, ha ha ha!"


    "That''s a huge relief."


    Next on the list was Obsidian Dust, a material that added durability and resistance to extreme conditions, making the armor nearly impervious under pressure.


    "We''ll need crushed obsidian rocks, typically found near volcanic terrains," Baldric said.


    Edrik chimed in. "Flare Peak should be a reliable source for that. I''m certain we''ll find plenty there."


    Atlas nodded. "Good. That''s one step closer."


    The next material on the list was Adaptive Alloy, a rare and versatile metal capable of adjusting its density and composition to suit the user''s movements and needs.


    "We can get this by smelting Chameleonite Ore," Baldric explained. "But let me tell you, this ore is ridiculously rare. It only forms in adaptive biomes or regions with fluctuating elemental activity."


    "Adaptive biomes?" Atlas murmured, unfamiliar with the term.


    Edrik stepped in to clarify. "They''re dynamic environments that alter their elemental or physical properties in response to external conditions. Rare, highly unstable, and notoriously difficult to locate."


    "Do you think we can find an island like that?"


    "Yes," Edrik replied confidently. "If luck is on our side, we can. I''ll keep observing the nearby regions. If I spot a floating island or anything that shows potential, I''ll report it immediately."


    "Good. Thanks."


    There were still two critical materials left to address.


    Next on the list was Soulthread Weave, an extraordinary magical fiber that binds directly to the user''s soul, allowing the armor to adapt its abilities and form seamlessly.


    "We can get it by harvesting it from Ethereal Spiders."


    Edrik chimed in. "Another massive homework assignment."


    "Yeah, but it makes sense," Baldric said. "If we manage to find an adaptive region, there''s a good chance we''ll encounter these creatures there. Let''s hope we''re lucky enough to complete the collection."


    "Ethereal Spiders," Atlas repeated.


    "That''s a type of spirit beast," Edrik explained.


    Atlas nodded slowly, piecing it together. "Lyrassa is a Nature Spirit, so these spiders must be related to similar entities. Like the spirit beasts summoned by Soren that day?"


    "Exactly," Edrik confirmed. "Those were also spirit beasts."


    "Understood," Atlas replied.


    The final required material was Mana-Infused Leather, essential for providing a flexible yet durable layer that offered both comfort and resilience in combat.


    "These come from magically enhanced beasts," Baldric explained.


    "Magically enhanced beasts?" Atlas repeated.


    Edrik elaborated. "They''re creatures that have absorbed elemental or magical energy over time, usually from prolonged exposure to mana-rich environments or natural anomalies. Their hides develop unique properties as a result."


    Baldric chuckled, his voice booming. "If we''re lucky, we might find some on that volcanic island we talked about earlier, ha ha ha!"


    Edrik added thoughtfully. "The next four materials on the blueprint are optional enhancements. But if incorporated, they could add exceptional effects to the armor."


    Dragon Scale Shards: Boosts fire resistance and physical strength.


    Frost Core: Enhances cold resistance and endurance in icy conditions.


    Shadowsteel: Adds stealth capabilities, making the wearer harder to detect.


    Stormcore Fragments: Adds chain-lightning effects to attacks and improves resistance to paralyzing effects.


    This wasn''t just any armor set¡ªit was an extraordinary item, with the potential to become Legendary-grade armor.


    If Atlas could focus on harvesting all the required materials, the possibilities were endless. With Baldric''s unmatched expertise, the dream of outfitting his entire team with the Soulbinding Armor Set felt closer to reality.


    At the very least, he could aim to equip his Elite Subordinates first, ensuring his strongest allies were ready for anything. After that, the most critical troops could follow.


    With the discussion concluded and a solid strategy in place, Edrik and Baldric began working together to secure sources for the necessary materials. Their primary focus was locating the adaptive region floating island.


    The next four days were a flurry of activity. Atlas and his troops remained dedicated to their training, pushing themselves to unlock their full potential. Their sessions were intense but interspersed with leveling efforts to ensure their strength kept pace with upcoming challenges.


    Meanwhile, the queued construction structures were completed, transforming the island''s layout into a more fortified and well-organized stronghold. With eight Flame Beacons now fully operational, they had a robust defense system ready to incinerate any enemies that dared to invade.


    The Elite Subordinates worked alongside Atlas to devise advanced strategies for the future, planning meticulously for the next four rounds of defense.


    Baldric, while taking the time to explore Flare Peak, also diligently worked on adjusting and upgrading the armor of the troops. He infused each piece with runes, enhancing their capabilities where possible. However, there was one significant issue:


    Most of the troops, no, but¡­ almost everyone, in fact¡ªhadn''t yet developed an elemental affinity. This meant the runes couldn''t be optimized to their full potential.


    Every Awakener who had reached Level 50, undergone Class Advancement, or even those nearing these milestones could begin cultivating an elemental affinity.


    This process was pivotal, as it allowed individuals to significantly enhance their potential. By aligning with an innate element, they could unlock tailored skills, choose artifacts, and utilize other resources designed to complement their elemental strengths.


    This synergy between affinity and abilities could lead to exponential growth in power, adaptability, and efficiency.


    Damn!


    The sheer amount of work ahead felt overwhelming. With so little time, he needed to prioritize carefully. His immediate target became clear: unlocking his own elemental affinity while guiding his team toward achieving theirs.


    And so, the Reinforcement Phase came to an end. Atlas once again found himself facing the pivotal decision: choosing one of the four challengers whose attack he would accept on his island.


    But this time, as Atlas scanned the faces of his team, he could see it in their eyes¡ªresolve, focus, and readiness.


    They were more prepared than ever!

 Chapter 67 - The Blazing Warriors Downfall

    [Atlas of Gacha Haven, Seeker Div 1, has accepted the defensive challenge from Neron of Ember Stone Isle.]Another island approached Gacha Haven, its dark silhouette growing larger as it drifted closer. Standing at the edge of the foreign isle was a striking figure.


    A tall warrior with fiery red hair streaked with black stood, his glowing amber eyes surveying Gacha Haven. He was clad in obsidian armor that gleamed faintly like molten rock, and a tattered red scarf hung over one shoulder. His left arm was wrapped in a gauntlet that pulsed with ember-like energy, with faint flames flickering at his fingertips.


    There was no doubt¡ªthis was the Lord of Ember Stone Isle.


    Fiery warrior? More like a blazing drama king. Look at that hair, that armor, that flaming hand. He''s trying too hard.


    The warrior, Neron, called out with an irritated edge to his voice.


    "Hey! Where the hell is everyone on this island?" he shouted. His voice boomed, filled with arrogance as his eyes darted around the seemingly quiet terrain.


    Before him was a peculiar sight. The island appeared desolate, with only a few scattered structures visible. Standing directly ahead, however, was a single man¡ªa figure in a disheveled black suit, messy hair, and eyes filled with a nervous twitch.


    The man was shuffling a deck of cards, looking more like a flustered street magician than a proper opponent.


    Neron squinted in disbelief. "Hey, you dumbass! Are you the Lord of this island?"


    The nervous man stammered in response, barely managing to raise his voice. "Uhm¡­ I am¡­ a¡­ ma-magician¡­"


    He hesitated, then added weakly, "Want to see a magic trick?"


    Before Neron could respond, the man clumsily tossed the deck of cards into the air, flailed to grab a few mid-fall, and awkwardly juggled them before fumbling the rest to the ground.


    He awkwardly shuffled the scattered cards back together, pulling one out to make it vanish, only to drop it moments later.


    "What the¡ª?!" Neron growled. "What is this?! Useless! This is the stupidest island I''ve ever attacked!" He clenched his fists, flames flaring at his side.


    "No matter. I''ll still give you a beautiful death, you bumbling fool!"


    The supposed magician took a hesitant step back, his shuffling hands trembling.


    [The battle begins now.]


    Minutes after, the announcement came and the battlefield stirred to life. A portal opened on one side of the island, and through it stepped Neron, the blazing drama king, followed by his subordinates.


    But this wasn''t the grand entrance one might expect in war. No, they strolled out casually, as if heading for a lazy meetup rather than a full-scale battle.


    All their attention was focused on one target¡ªthe nervous "magician" who had "entertained" them earlier.


    Milo stood in the open, his face pale and his knees shaking so badly it seemed they might give out at any moment. His hands trembled as he clutched his deck of cards, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.


    "Hey, you dumbass!" Neron barked. Flames flickered from his obsidian armor, making him look even more menacing.


    Gacha Haven''s troops hiding under the Rank-A Item: Veilstone Cloak couldn''t help but envy his intimidating gear.


    "Don''t mess with me," Neron growled, stepping closer. "Where''s your Lord? Or¡­ don''t tell me¡ªyou''re the Lord?"


    Flames around him flared brighter. "You think it''s funny to play games with me, huh?"


    Milo stumbled backward in panic, his legs weak beneath him. Suddenly, he tripped, landing hard on his rear, his cards scattering around him in all directions.


    "P-please! Don''t hurt me!" Milo cried, his voice trembling. He threw up his hands to shield his head. "I-I can show you another magic trick! Anything! Just¡­ just don''t hurt me, please!"


    Neron and his subordinates circled around Milo.


    "Hey, look at this pathetic magician¡­ is he really this useless?"


    "Seriously, how the hell did someone as weak as this guy get chosen as a Lord? Talk about bad luck."


    "Maybe he''s faking it."


    "No way," another laughed. "Give it five seconds, and I bet he''ll wet his pants from fear."


    Their laughter grew louder as they closed in.


    "What do you think we should do with him?"


    "Kill him?"


    "Nah, not yet," another interjected. "Let''s have some fun first. Torture him a bit, see if he''s just pretending¡­ or if he''s actually this useless."


    "Hahaha!" They roared with laughter.


    Atlas and the others watched the scene unfold from their hidden vantage point, quietly discussing the situation.


    "This was your idea, Edrik," Atlas said.


    Edrik nodded, his tone calm. "Of course. It''s the most efficient way to deal with opponents like these."


    Karian scoffed, his arms crossed. "That smug bastard of a Lord. I''d much rather crush him with my own fists."


    Edrik smirked. "No need to rush. Handling battles this way keeps things¡­ interesting. It''s all about strategy, Karian."


    "Don''t talk to me about keeping it interesting," Karian growled. "I''ve fought for over a hundred years, and I''ve never gotten bored."


    "Not everyone has a one-track mind for combat like you do, Karian."


    Nearby, some of the troops chimed in, stifling their laughter as they watched Neron''s group bully Milo.


    "Man, I almost feel bad," one of them said.


    "For Milo? Because he''s being bullied like that?"


    "No," the soldier replied with a grin. "For them. They have no idea what they''re dealing with."


    The group chuckled quietly.


    Suddenly, everyone froze as a massive wave of energy erupted from Milo''s direction, sending a shockwave across the battlefield.


    Milo¡ªno, Raze¡ªhad emerged. His form had transformed, his body now towering and rippling with power. Tendrils of dark energy lashed out from his frame, writhing like living shadows.


    The enemy troops staggered back, weapons shaking in their hands, their faces drained of color.


    Neron, the blazing Lord, visibly tensed. He shoved his own soldiers forward as he retreated a few steps.


    "What the hell just happened? Why did he suddenly change like that?!"


    One of his subordinates stammered, "M-my Lord¡ª"


    "Don''t panic! He''s just one guy!" Neron barked, his voice faltering for a moment. "Attack him! Overwhelm him!"


    Raze''s booming voice cut through their panic. "You brainless idiots! Have you written your wills yet? Because I''m sending you straight to your families in the Lower Lands!"


    With a deafening roar, Raze launched himself forward, moving so quickly that the air around him seemed to warp. His massive hand smashed into a group of soldiers, sending them flying across the island before tumbling off into the void below.


    "Attack! Attack him now!" Neron screamed.


    The enemy troops surged forward, swords slashing and spears thrusting, but nothing penetrated Raze''s aura. Their strikes bounced off harmlessly, as though they were hitting an impenetrable wall.


    Raze grabbed one soldier by the head, lifting him effortlessly. With a swift motion, he hurled the man into the distance, the soldier''s scream fading as he disappeared into the sky.


    The battlefield descended into chaos. Raze moved with terrifying speed, his massive arms swinging in devastating arcs. He tore through the enemy formation, bodies flying in every direction as he pummeled and smashed them with relentless fury.


    The soldiers couldn''t keep up¡ªthey couldn''t even flee. In moments, Raze had wiped out the bulk of Neron''s troops, leaving behind only trembling survivors too paralyzed with fear to even move.


    "You stupid asshole! You''re not walking away without a fight!" Neron roared, an explosive surge of fire erupting around him.


    The blazing warrior''s entire body became engulfed in flames, the heat so intense that the ground beneath him scorched and cracked.


    "How the hell is he doing that?" one of Atlas''s hidden troops whispered.


    Neron''s voice boomed. "With this blazing power, I can move faster than ever¡ªgifted by the blessing of the Fire Elemental Spirit!" He slammed his fists together, sending sparks flying as the flames around him flared even brighter.


    "I''ll kill¡ª"


    Before he could finish, Raze appeared in front of him in an instant, his massive hand already gripping Neron''s face with bone-crushing force.


    "Shut up, idiot!" Raze snapped. "Save it for your fall to the bottom!" S§×ar?h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    With a guttural roar, Raze hurled Neron like a ragdoll, his fiery form streaking through the air like a firework, until he vanished completely from sight.


    [You successfully defeated the opposing Lord during the defense.]


    [You have earned 15 rank points.]


    [Bonus: An additional 10 rank points awarded.]


    [You are entitled to claim the opponent''s resources.]


    [Congratulations on your victory!]


    [Your island size will be upgraded.]


    [You have received 650 Arcane Shards.]


    [You have earned 17,240 EXP.]


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 Chapter 68 - Balancing Mercy and Might

    The second battle ended with¡­ an almost ridiculous ease. Raze had torn through the enemy troops, flinging them off the island one by one, their bodies vanishing into the void below. It wasn''t even a slaughter¡ªit was more like a cleanup.The sight was both amusing and a bit frustrating for Atlas. While it was satisfying to watch Raze obliterate the opposition, the practical side of him couldn''t help but lament the loss of potential loot.


    If those troops had been "defeated" on solid ground instead of tossed into the bottom, their shiny armor¡ªespecially the impressive obsidian set worn by the blazing drama king, Neron¡ªcould have been salvaged for his own troops.


    Still, the results were undeniable:


    [You have advanced to Seeker Division 2.]


    [The current list of challengers has been cleared due to division mismatch.]


    [You now have 3 challenger slots available.]


    [Gacha Haven has entered the Reinforcement Phase. The fallback cooldown will last for 7 days.]


    The battle brought significant changes, including the destruction of Neron''s island. The bonus rank points from the Lord''s death pushed Atlas further up the rankings, and his own island received an automatic size upgrade as a reward.


    Even more surprising was the number of survivors who joined Atlas from the destroyed island¡ª35 people in total.


    Atlas opened his status screen, taking a moment to analyze his stats after leveling up from the recent battle. With 20 available status points to allocate, he carefully weighed his options.


    [Strength: 189 | Agility: 91 | Intelligence: 63 | Constitution: 108 | Stamina: 109]


    His recent training had improved his Stamina, making his overall stats more balanced and refined than before. Agility and Intelligence were still his lowest stats, but they each served their own purpose.


    Strength stayed his primary focus, as it formed the foundation of his fighting style. Agility, as his secondary stat, would enhance his speed and reflexes, crucial for facing faster foes. Intelligence wasn''t a major concern since he relied little on mana-based skills, though it could still contribute to his development later on.


    After some thought, he made his decision:


    [+10 points to Strength]


    [+10 points to Agility]


    [Name: Atlas Blackthorn]


    [Level: 46]


    [Strength: 199 | Agility: 101 | Intelligence: 63 | Constitution: 108 | Stamina: 109]


    [Available Stat Points: 0]


    [Job: The Lord]


    [Class: Warrior]


    [Unyielding Resolve (A) - Tactical Awareness (A) - Instinctual Command (A) - Perfected Rhythm (A) - Immutable Discipline (S) - Commanding Presence (S) - Bloodbound Vigor (S)]


    Oh, and his talents were now even more dazzling, achieving ranks A and S. He truly felt like a completely transformed person, all in less than a month.


    After finishing his review, he focused on the 35 individuals he had received as a reward for defeating Neron. Edrik''s report indicated the group included 25 combatants and 10 workers. However, only 10 of them had levels above 40.


    This made it clear that their opponents were well-matched for someone just stepping into the role of a Lord¡ªarmed with a small but capable army, even if the numbers initially seemed overwhelming.


    But what about the other 25? Keeping all of them on his island wasn''t an option. The island simply wasn''t big enough to support so many people, especially those with unimpressive talents or lower levels.


    "I need troops and workers ready to stay and pledge loyalty to me," Atlas declared, addressing the 35 people before him.


    "But there are standards for anyone who wants to join my team." He paused, his gaze sweeping over them.


    "Yes, I know you''re prisoners of war. But I also know you have lives beyond this. You risked everything for the Lord you followed, and that''s not a choice anyone makes lightly."


    The group shifted uneasily, many bowing their heads in resignation as Atlas gauged their reactions.


    "So, I''ve made a list of those I''d like to stay here with me. As for the rest of you, you''re free to descend to the lower lands. But you should know¡ªdown there lies a desert, and it may take some time to reach the nearest town."


    The murmurs began immediately, a low tide of whispers passing through the group.


    One man finally stepped forward, falling to his knees. "My Lord," he said. "I have a family in the lower lands. I''m just a mercenary. Please, grant us the chance to return to our families."


    Others joined him, voicing their own pleas, some with tears in their eyes.


    As for the 10 individuals Atlas had selected to remain, he addressed them directly.


    "I''m giving you the chance to serve me. If you decide not to stay, you''re free to leave. With three gold coins to help you start a new life elsewhere."


    "What?" someone in the crowd blurted. "Three gold coins?"


    "They''re letting us go with three gold coins?"


    Though three gold coins weren''t a fortune, they were enough to cover about two weeks'' wages for serving a Lord, and the offer clearly sparked surprise among the prisoners.


    Karian, who was standing close to Edrik, leaned in and muttered to him.


    "Isn''t Atlas being a bit too soft here?"


    Edrik smirked and gave a soft snort. "That''s one of his strengths. He''s trying to build his team with respect, and without realizing it, that approach is earning him even more respect in return."


    "But finding troops is no easy task. Wouldn''t it be better to just force these prisoners to work for the island?"


    "I don''t think that''s the kind of island Atlas wants to build," Edrik replied calmly.


    "I can see that."


    "Besides, his decision to release those 25 makes sense. Their talents are¡­ well, lacking. It''s better to let them go than have them become a burden."


    "I can understand that," Karian agreed, then frowned. "But why give gold to the others?"


    "Those 10 have good levels and useful talents," Edrik explained. "Even if they leave, they''ll probably end up needing to work for another Lord anyway. By offering them gold and treating them fairly, Atlas is securing their loyalty in a way they might not otherwise feel."


    "Just like that?"


    "No, it''s not that simple," Edrik clarified. "The outcome would be different if someone else tried it. But Atlas has a nothing-to-lose attitude, and at the same time, he manages his resources with precision. It''s a perfect balance. He''s aggressively gathering what''s useful and willingly letting go of what''s not. Honestly, I''d say he has a sharp sense for this sort of thing."


    Karian said, "I suppose he understands this strategy better than I do, even after hundreds of years of experience!"


    In the end, four individuals chose to stay, and Atlas felt quite satisfied with the outcome. Those four had talents and levels on par with the current team leaders, and he even believed that two of them could eventually take on the role of new team leaders. Well, a great result overall!


    He activated the teleportation pad, allowing the remaining prisoners to leave. Their expressions were a mix of disbelief and cautious relief, as though they couldn''t fathom what was happening.


    Is this real? Aren''t we supposed to be prisoners? Slaves even? Sear?h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Yet, no. They were truly being set free.


    Atlas let out a relieved smile. Turning his gaze back to his island, he saw that its latest expansion had been completed.


    Perfect timing. He had a seven-day Reinforcement Phase to focus on upgrades and enhancements.


    Next on the list: inspecting the Gateway Altar to summon more workers¡ªor perhaps even golems¡ªto keep up with the island''s increasing demands.

 Chapter 69 - Midnight Hunger

    Atlas quickly continued developing his island. He queued up new constructions, adding everything he could possibly need¡ªupgrading the residential huts, building a new quarry, a Lumber Mill, and Training Grounds. He maximized the use of available space while ensuring some open areas remained untouched.His island now looked noticeably better. The latest upgrades even added a higher elevation on one side, which might serve as a perfect spot for relaxing while keeping an eye on the rest of the island.


    With the merging of territories from his conquests, the island no longer resembled the barren desert it once was. It had transformed into a lively haven, with patches of grass, trees, and flowers scattered throughout, adding color and vibrancy to every corner.


    Atlas approached the Gateway Altar with Edrik by his side, ready to shift his focus to this critical structure.


    The Gateway Altar worked similarly to a job board, allowing bids to be posted and summoning those who were interested to the island.


    However, there were key details to keep in mind.


    The first was the type of summons, which could be either permanent or temporary.


    The second was the type of entities that could be summoned, divided into three main categories: normal intelligent creatures such as humans, elves, and dwarves; golems, which were artificial constructs; and spirit creatures.


    Each type had specific requirements. Normal intelligent creatures were motivated mainly by wealth or power, meaning they required gold or particular items as offerings. Golems, on the other hand, mostly needed gold to be hired, as they were often crafted by others and essentially rented out¡ªfunctioning more like a lease agreement.


    Spirit creatures, however, were different. They were drawn to the Lord themselves rather than material offerings. It was they who chose their Lord, not the other way around.


    As Atlas already knew, spirits came in many forms. Some, like Lyrassa, resemble humans, while others took on beast-like shapes¡ªor even more abstract and untamed forms. Spirits were the embodiment of countless things: emotions, environments, creatures, and a variety of phenomena, granting them extraordinary diversity in both appearance and essence.


    So far, Atlas had a total of 46 combatants and 8 workers. Among the workers, 2 assisted in the blacksmith, 2 handled island maintenance and gardening, 2 served as the cook, and the remaining 2 took on general tasks, covering various responsibilities as needed.


    His main focus was building a troop of highly skilled and dependable fighters for the long term. To achieve this, he wanted to maintain their numbers efficiently while prioritizing their quality and development.


    For now, 46 was a solid number, especially since they were supported by his Elite Subordinates, who were strong enough to cover multiple roles when necessary.


    What he needed next was more workers. With the island expanding in size and its population steadily increasing, the demand for workers to keep everything running smoothly was only going to grow.


    "Once you activate the Gateway Altar, it will automatically share your profile locally or even to another world if the portal is open and summon creatures from there." Edrik explained.


    "Sounds risky," Atlas muttered.


    "Not your actual identity," Edrik clarified. "It''s more like a simplified profile without revealing your location. And this only affects Spirits."


    Atlas frowned, still unsure.


    "Think of it like casting bait," Edrik explained. "When a Spirit passes by and takes the bait, they''ll come here." Sear?h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Does that mean an unpredictable number could show up?" Atlas asked.


    "No. That''s why you can set limits¡ªlike their role, level, grade, and other criteria. You can also reject them if they don''t meet your standards."


    "Do I have to pay anything to invite Spirits here?"


    "They consume the area''s mana, so don''t summon too many at once."


    "Got it," Atlas said with a nod.


    Atlas immediately discussed with Edrik the type of Spirits they might need, focusing on fighter types or even Spirit Beasts with elements that could complement the individuals already on the island.


    Unfortunately, Atlas had not yet unlocked his elemental affinity, so he couldn''t take advantage of this option just yet.


    Next, he placed a bid to summon around 10 golem workers to help manage various tasks across the island.


    For summoning Normal Intelligent Creatures, Edrik suggested waiting until Atlas achieved a higher rank. This would allow him to attract more skilled and valuable recruits by capitalizing on the stronger reputation he would build through his victories.


    With everything set, Atlas now just had to wait for the construction queue to complete and the Summon Bid to be processed and answered.


    The next day, as usual, they refocused on training, with their favorite destination being Flare Peak.


    So far, there had been occasional encounters with troops from other Lords visiting the island, but both sides stayed within their own territories, avoiding further interaction.


    It was an unspoken rule among Lords: to prevent conflict on unoccupied islands, one must refrain from interfering in another Lord''s business. After all, no one truly knew the strength of their opponent or how much backup they could summon.


    Moreover, battles fought outside the floating islands would only harm both sides. Their forces would be weakened, yet they wouldn''t gain any rewards. Such a loss could prove dangerous in their next real battle.


    After more than a week of training, Atlas had grown used to relying on senses other than sight. He could now confidently traverse the volcanic terrain without using his vision. It was only through such intense practice that he discovered this capability, something he never would have thought possible otherwise.


    Even so, one thing was clear¡ªhe was still far from the goals he had set for himself. There was so much more to achieve, and he wasn''t planning to slow down anytime soon.


    The next morning, Mira''s voice called from outside his room. Atlas quickly stepped out and followed the bunny girl, who was pointing toward the Gateway Altar. A glowing magic circle had appeared, with a circular portal beginning to form above it.


    So, the Gateway Altar was finally reacting, and he was about to receive his first worker summons.


    They waited for a moment until a figure began to materialize on the stone altar. It was a being with a body crafted from smooth stone, its eyes sparkling like glimmering crystals.


    [Glowstone Golem]


    Though its height only reached about half of Atlas''s, it was clear the golem was capable of movement, with well-formed hands and fingers that appeared fully functional.


    "The golem is quite cute," he thought.


    Atlas smiled as he watched the figure step down from the altar and approach him. Curious about the golem''s capabilities, he stood back as more began to emerge. Each one shared a similar design, their forms crafted in a consistent style. Soon, there were ten of them.


    Just as Edrik had explained, when summoning worker-class golems like these, they were typically provided by a single individual or organization, which was why they all shared the same appearance.


    Edrik quickly assisted Atlas in analyzing the golems, explaining that they could be controlled either through a panel or by voice commands. Without hesitation, Atlas shared access control with Edrik alone.


    Soon after, the ten golems were assigned different tasks and dispersed across the island.


    "Yeah! I have more friends to help with my carrot garden now!" Mira shouted excitedly.


    "Mira¡­" Atlas said, drawing the bunny girl''s bright, cheerful gaze toward him. "Please make sure you plant other types of vegetables too, and anything else people can eat, okay?"


    "All right, my lord!" Mira replied with a wide smile.


    Late at night, right at midnight, Atlas was preparing to rest, his body exhausted from the grueling training. Just as he was about to settle in, a knock came at his door.


    Who could it be? he wondered, forcing himself up and heading to answer. When he opened the door, he was surprised to find¡­ Morganna standing there.


    Morganna?


    She looked at him briefly, then glanced away.


    What does she need?


    "I need¡­" she whispered softly.


    "I need your blood," she finally admitted.


    When had she last fed on his blood? More than a week ago, if he was remembering right.


    But this time¡­ she didn''t look weak or on the brink of collapse like before. She seemed fine¡ªtoo fine. Was it just hunger driving her now?


    Atlas held her gaze, then nodded slowly. Without a word, he reached for her hand, guiding her inside and closing the door behind them.


    Because¡­ yes¡­ he was hungry too.


    ***


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 Chapter 70 - Orlens Fatal Challenge

    [Atlas of Gacha Haven, Seeker Div 2, has accepted the defensive challenge from Orlen of The Shard of Solace, Seeker Div 2.]Another defense challenge approached, and this time, Atlas intentionally chose an opponent with a strong potential for attack. Morganna had mentioned she was feeling "a bit bored" and wanted to fight against humans.


    Atlas frowned at her request, unsure how to take it, but he agreed nonetheless.


    As usual, he activated the Rank-A Item: Veilstone Cloak, cloaking himself, his troops, and several critical structures from the enemy''s view.


    In the distance, an island drifted closer, and a figure appeared at its edge, staring in their direction.


    It was a tall man¡ªa gaunt swordsman clad in tattered yet noble attire. His darkened silver armor shimmered faintly with a weird ominous energy. He held a glowing, cursed rapier, and his cold gaze was piercing.


    This had to be the Lord, Orlen.


    He raised his rapier and pointed it at Morganna, who sat atop a floating throne, legs crossed and her head propped on one hand.


    "So, you''re my opponent this time?" the man called out. "Don''t mock me! My rival would be someone named Atlas! Where is Atlas?"


    Receiving no response, Orlen pressed on. "I challenge Atlas to a one-on-one duel! The loser hands over all their resources to the winner!"


    What was this Lord thinking? A one-on-one duel? Did he think this was sparring? This was war¡ªwar meant everyone fought, not just a single combatant.


    Morganna finally stood. "No need for Atlas. I''ll slaughter all of you myself."


    Atlas, still hidden, turned to Edrik. "Looks like we won''t be getting any prisoners this time if Morganna kills them all."


    "This woman¡­ Are you sure you didn''t do something to upset her, Atlas?" Edrik asked, raising an eyebrow.


    "Upset her?" Atlas murmured, his mind spinning. What could have made her angry?


    Then it hit him. Over the past few nights, Morganna had been coming to his room at midnight, always with a stormy expression. And why? Simply because he¡­ wanted her?


    Damn. Was she really coming only because he desired her presence? Not because she wanted it too?


    Could this be why the Vampire Queen seemed so upset?


    Atlas sighed inwardly. Perhaps he needed to rein himself in. It wasn''t as though he couldn''t control himself¡ªit was just that the desire seemed to arise naturally. Not because he consciously wanted her, but because¡­ wasn''t that normal for anyone?!


    He swallowed hard and focused on the moment, waiting for the battle to begin.


    [The battle begins now.]


    Several portals opened from different directions, and enemy troops began pouring out from each one. It was clear Morganna was steering the floating throne toward the largest group, where the numbers were overwhelming.


    This time, the enemy''s forces were significant¡ªaround 30 soldiers emerged from each portal. Was this normal for someone in Seeker Division 2 to command over 100 troops like this?


    It seemed unlikely Morganna could handle all of them coming from multiple directions at once. To counter, Atlas''s troops appeared from the remaining three directions to intercept the other groups. They held their positions, however, staying within the protection of the Flame Beacons.


    The battle began!


    Morganna shot forward at an incredible speed, her body cloaked in shadow and blood energy. A single bat-like wing unfurled from her right side as she launched herself into the fray. With her scythe in hand, she slashed, tore, and darted through the enemy ranks relentlessly.


    Slash, slash!


    Morganna struck with brutal efficiency, her blade severing limbs and heads without pause. Blood splattered her armor as she cut down soldier after soldier.


    Watching from a distance, Orlen, the enemy Lord, smirked as he raised his rapier.


    "It seems I''ve found a worthy opponent this time," he said. "Corner that woman! I''ll deliver a punishment she''ll never forget!"


    "A warrior never retreats! We fight to the end!" Orlen bellowed, rallying his troops.


    Morganna moved with astonishing speed. It wasn''t that she avoided every attack¡ªslashes from swords and the sting of arrows landed on her. But it was as if she felt no pain.


    With every life she took, she instantly recovered, her wounds knitting themselves back together. That was one of the frightening aspects of this woman.


    Morganna could fight endlessly as long as she had the blood of her enemies to fuel her.


    Her fighting style was unique, unlike anyone else''s. While Raze preferred to smash and destroy with raw power, Kurogasa struck with deadly precision, targeting weak points with efficiency. Karian, wielding his massive greatsword, fought with overwhelming brutality.


    But Morganna? She didn''t just kill. She sliced and tore her enemies apart, leaving trails of blood and carnage before finishing them off completely. S§×arch* The N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    This woman was utterly insane.


    Edrik leaned toward Atlas, whispering, "Good thing she''s on our side."


    "Yes," Atlas replied, focused on the battle he was participating in.


    "Usually, when a woman''s that angry, it''s because her needs aren''t being met," Edrik added casually.


    "Her needs aren''t being met? What''s that supposed to mean?"


    Did Morganna need more blood to keep her from getting angry so easily? The thought sent a shiver down his spine.


    "Yes," Edrik nodded.


    "What do you mean, yes?"


    "Maybe she needs more blood."


    "Are you kidding me?! I''ll run out of blood if this keeps up!"


    "You could ask Lyrassa to share her vitality with you," Edrik suggested with a smirk. "You''d regenerate everything a lot faster."


    "Share vitality? You mean healing?"


    "Healing¡­ in a unique way," Edrik replied. "Just tell her you want her to share her vitality."


    "All right, I''ll try," Atlas said, though he sounded unsure.


    Once Atlas was a bit farther from Edrik, Karian, who had been nearby, spoke up.


    "I know what you''re thinking, Edrik."


    Edrik muttered. "I''m doing this to make our Lord stronger, faster."


    "But you''re deceiving him. You traitor!"


    "I''m not a traitor. I suggested this to help him grow stronger quickly... and instantly."


    "There''s no good in something instant," Karian countered.


    Edrik snapped. "You think it''s not instant for a new Lord to already have so many elite subordinates in the early stages? We just need to support him to keep this momentum going."


    Edrik smirked as he added, "Besides, there''s nothing wrong with a Lord having more than one partner, huh?!"


    Morganna approached Orlen, who was already prepared with his rapier. Without hesitation, the woman launched a brutal assault. To his credit, Orlen proved to be a capable fighter, managing to parry many of Morganna''s strikes.


    However, in terms of speed and raw power, they were worlds apart. It didn''t take long before Orlen''s body was torn apart by Morganna''s scythe. As if that wasn''t enough, she went the extra mile, decapitating him with a single, merciless stroke.


    Turning around, Morganna wore a strange smile on her face, as though she had thoroughly enjoyed every moment of the fight.


    The battle was over.


    The good news? Atlas''s side didn''t suffer a single casualty.


    The bad news? Almost all of the enemy combatants had been wiped out¡ªmost by Morganna, who had been relentless, and the rest by Raze, who had done what he did best: throwing people violently off the island with his usual brute force.


    [You successfully defeated the opposing Lord during the defense.]


    [You have earned 15 rank points.]


    [Bonus: An additional 10 rank points awarded.]


    [You are entitled to claim the opponent''s resources.]


    [Congratulations on your victory!]


    [Your island size will be upgraded.]

 Chapter 71 - Ironclad Will

    Another defense victory¡ªanother total win, as Morganna managed to slay the enemy Lord.Even so, this was just the beginning. They were still in the early phases, so it was no surprise that many of the opponents they faced were inexperienced and unprepared. There was still a long road ahead.


    The next morning, Atlas wasted no time and dove back into his training.


    Since he had grown accustomed to running without his vision, Kurogasa decided it was time to push him further. That day, Baldric introduced a special set of armor for Atlas to wear during his training.


    The armor wasn''t just heavy¡ªit weighed about 100 kilograms (220 pounds). It also insulated him from the surrounding air, blocking any sensation of temperature on his skin. This meant he couldn''t use his sense of touch to detect heat.


    But at least it would protect him from lava, right?


    Wrong. If the armor came into direct contact with solid or liquid heat sources, the intense temperature would transfer into the armor, making it unbearably hot.


    No vision. No sense of touch. And now, the weight of a 100-kilogram suit? Atlas knew from the start this training would only get harder. But giving up? That wasn''t even an option.


    Let''s go!


    Atlas pushed himself to run, relying on his sense of smell and hearing to navigate the training. It was anything but easy¡ªhe fell repeatedly, his body burned, and the pain was excruciating.


    Yet he kept going. He forced himself forward, even as his mental strength was stretched to the brink of collapse. As long as his resolve held, he believed he could overcome this. S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Atlas became completely immersed in the training. By nightfall, he was too drained to join the others for their usual bonding sessions. Instead, he collapsed into a deep sleep, utterly spent from exhaustion.


    But was he becoming so consumed by this brutal regimen that he was neglecting other important aspects of his life?


    Had he been treating everyone as they deserved?


    So far, Edrik had been managing everything on the island¡ªhandling the troops'' needs, organizing them, and overseeing the island''s operations. Edrik worked tirelessly, almost like a secretary running the entire domain, while Atlas remained laser-focused on his training.


    But wasn''t this necessary? His goal was to become stronger, wasn''t it? He couldn''t afford to slack off. He had to get stronger.


    Stronger!


    On the third day, Atlas started to show real progress. He could now run while relying on his sense of smell and hearing with greater precision, making fewer mistakes as he navigated the treacherous terrain.


    But on the fourth day, damn Kurogasa¡ªhe deliberately chose a route with even more flowing lava than before.


    Another day, another round of pure torture.


    It was a week filled with relentless pain and exhaustion.


    By the sixth day, though, Atlas had adapted. He managed to complete his 20 laps without falling into the lava once.


    Collapsing onto the ground, completely spent, he tore off the armor that had been suffocating his overheated body.


    Atlas panted heavily as Edrik, Kurogasa, and Lyrassa approached him. Surprisingly, Lyrassa didn''t immediately panic and rush to heal him like she usually did.


    "You made it just in time before our next battle begins," Edrik said with a grin.


    "Yeah¡­ another level of training," Atlas replied, chuckling weakly. "I wonder if after this, my other senses will be shut off too?" he added with a wry laugh.


    Just as he spoke, his vision filled with notifications.


    [Congratulations on the achievement.]


    [Two of your talents have advanced rapidly and synchronized.]


    [Unyielding Resolve and Immutable Discipline have successfully merged.]


    [You have acquired a new merged talent: Ironclad Will (Rank S)]


    [The fusion of mental and physical fortitude creates an unshakable focus, enabling peak performance under even the most extreme conditions.]


    [Effect: Dramatically reduces the effects of fear, exhaustion, and mental attacks. Grants enhanced stamina and minor regeneration when operating under intense pressure.]


    Atlas smiled to himself, feeling a rush of satisfaction. His grueling training was finally starting to bear fruit.


    [Ironclad Will (S) - Tactical Awareness (A) - Instinctual Command (A) - Perfected Rhythm (A) - Commanding Presence (S) - Bloodbound Vigor (S)]


    Atlas reviewed the six talents he now possessed: three at Rank-S and three at Rank-A. This left him with one remaining talent slot, which he might unlock at some point in the future.


    Normally, individuals could develop a focus for up to seven talent slots. As talents evolved, merged, or progressed, a new talent could arise and register in their system.


    That didn''t mean people were limited to just seven talents. They could possess many more, but only seven were dominant and registered in the system, making them easier to develop based on training and focus.


    Of course, not all talents were useful. Karian''s talent for snoring or Edrik''s "perfect hair" talent weren''t exactly game-changers. But then again, not every talent needed to be practical, right?


    At least with his current progress, Atlas saw the potential to build more combat-oriented talents. He needed every edge he could gain¡ªafter all, his priority was to improve as much as possible before hitting level 50.


    Reaching level 50 was indeed a significant bottleneck for most people. The experience required for each level grew exponentially, while the experience gained from killing monsters remained frustratingly small. It took hundreds of monster kills just to gain a single level.


    For this reason, many Awakeners at this stage turned to dungeons. Dungeons offered much higher experience rewards, making the time spent hunting far more efficient. However, dungeons were far from safe. Once inside, if a group became overwhelmed by monsters or challenges, there was a real risk of losing their lives.


    Thinking about dungeons, Atlas found himself wondering. Should he push himself to tackle a dungeon to speed up his progress to level 50?


    Another battle came, but this time Atlas and Edrik intentionally allowed the troops to handle the fight on their own, testing the results of their training. It was an all-out battle for each of them. While some suffered severe injuries, they ultimately secured victory in their fourth defense.


    However, this time the enemy Lord managed to escape. Atlas chose not to pursue, deciding instead to save his remaining Attack Token for selecting his next opponent more strategically.


    [You have advanced to Seeker Division 3.]


    [The current list of challengers has been cleared due to division mismatch.]


    [You now have 1 challenger slot available.]


    [Gacha Haven has entered the Reinforcement Phase. The fallback cooldown will last for 7 days.]


    Gacha Haven had advanced to Division 3, bringing him closer to the top of the Seeker rank. With a total of five divisions, if he could maintain his momentum, he might reach Rank-2 Scout in the next season of Lord Battles.


    However, rapid progression came with its risks. The higher the division and rank, the more formidable and experienced the opponents became. It was evident that future enemies couldn''t be approached the same way as the earlier ones. Every adversary in these divisions had fought through numerous battles and earned their place through hard-won victories.


    Still, one thing remained certain for Atlas: he had to keep training. At this point, his dedication to improvement was so relentless that his next talent might as well be called Training Maniac.


    But this time, his training had truly reached a new level of insanity.


    Atlas now had to wear a helmet that completely blocked out all his senses¡ªno vision, no hearing, no smell, and no touch.


    Did people actually train this hard? Was this crossing the line into madness?


    If he couldn''t use any of his senses, how the hell was he supposed to run or detect his surroundings?!

 Chapter 72 - Sensing the Impossible

    Atlas stood still for a moment before starting. He raised his right hand, moving it slightly, then tapped his helmet.Silence¡­ Absolute silence.


    He could feel the weight of the armor, but when he lifted his foot to take a step, there was no sensation.


    This armor completely shut down all his senses. It felt like he was standing in a void¡ªno sound, no smell, no touch. Absolutely nothing. Well, at least if he fell into lava, he''d feel the heat. That was some small comfort.


    He lifted his head slightly, visualizing the terrain he''d memorized beforehand. There were streams of lava along the track, some sections requiring him to leap across gaps. If he jumped too short, he''d fall in.


    He started to move. Every step felt aimless, directionless. This time, even Kurogasa wouldn''t step in to correct his path. Atlas would have to realize when he was heading the wrong way on his own.


    He had to finish this challenge entirely by himself. Twenty laps. Only then would he succeed.


    Right! If he couldn''t rely on his senses, the only option left was the same as before¡ªtrial and error, enduring burns and excruciating pain.


    Atlas started running, moving more easily than in his earlier attempts, despite the weight of the armor. By now, he had built enough endurance to run for hours without feeling tired. However, the moment any part of his body touched the lava, the searing pain would still be unbearable.


    Danger!


    He sensed it¡ªjust as his right foot was about to land. But it was too late. His momentum carried him forward, and his foot plunged into the lava.


    ARGHHHH!


    ARGHHHH!


    Atlas roared in pain, pulling his body back and collapsing onto the ground. The scream ripped from his throat, echoing across the area¡ªor so he thought. From his perspective, it vanished into the void of silence created by the helmet.


    In reality, Kurogasa, Lyrassa, and Edrik were standing not far away, watching him intently.


    Atlas writhed on the ground, clutching his leg as the blistering heat tore through him. It was as though the pain pierced straight to his bones, threatening to crush them, sending waves of agony through his entire body.


    He endured it. He forced himself to ENDURE it!


    Focusing his breathing, he worked to regain control of his mind, forcing himself to calm down and let the pain gradually fade.


    Moments later, he stood up again, steadying himself. Step by step, he searched for the edge of the molten stream. He had to cross it. He had to jump to the other side.


    Atlas inhaled sharply, trying to calm himself, suppressing every ounce of fear swirling within him.


    This wasn''t the first time he''d been burned by lava!


    With that thought, he jumped, his body surging forward despite the weight of the armor.


    And yet¡ª


    He missed.


    Both feet plunged into the molten river, searing agony shooting through his legs.


    Atlas immediately scrambled to the edge, pulling himself out of the lava and collapsing onto the ground. His body trembled uncontrollably, sweat pouring down his face. The pain was unbearable, threatening to push him into unconsciousness.


    He couldn''t take it!


    He had to stop this madness!


    Why?!


    Why did he have to put himself through such grueling, torturous training?


    He had Elite Subordinates, didn''t he? Warriors strong enough to fight on the frontlines, while he could stay at the back, giving commands.


    Wouldn''t that be easier?!


    After all, he''d only ever had one combat talent. He wasn''t born a fighter! Why was he forcing himself this hard?!


    Did he really think he could catch up to someone like Kareem? That he could become as strong as a man who had trained and fought for decades¡ªprobably 60 years or more?


    And him? He was just 22 years old, for crying out loud! Why torture himself to this extent just to grow stronger?


    Atlas screamed, his voice raw with pain, as he slammed his fists into the ground, trying to distract himself from the agony coursing through his body.


    Minutes passed, but the pain didn''t let up.


    HELL NO! HELL NO! HELL NO!


    He roared at himself, forcing his resolve to surface.


    I didn''t come this far just to stop now! This is still the early phase! I haven''t grown stronger at all yet!


    With sheer willpower, Atlas pushed himself to his feet again and started running. His legs felt like they were on fire¡ªliterally¡ªbut he didn''t stop. He kept going until, once again, his body betrayed him.


    He missed the jump.


    And once again, his feet plunged into the lava.


    The unbearable pain consumed him, but he gritted his teeth, enduring it. Every part of him screamed to stop, to give up.


    There was no way this was possible!


    No way anyone could accomplish this!


    What was even the purpose of running without any senses? How could someone possibly "feel" their surroundings without traditional senses?


    Atlas clenched his fists in frustration.


    How the hell am I supposed to do this? What kind of concept do I need to use? Kurogasa hasn''t given me a single clue!


    [Your Constitution has increased by 1 point.]


    Were they just trying to torture him with this training? No. This was his own choice. Atlas had chosen the most grueling training menu, one designed to push him to his absolute limits and force growth.


    Wait¡­ absolute limit? forcing growth?


    That''s right. He would only grow when he hit his breaking point¡ªwhen there seemed to be no way out. It was in those moments of complete hopelessness that breakthroughs would come.


    And where was he now? He was just enduring the pain of being burned by lava, over and over again¡ªa pain he''d already faced countless times before. He could still keep going.


    By midday, Atlas still hadn''t managed to complete even his first lap.


    When the break for lunch arrived, none of his troops stopped to eat. They, too, kept training harder than ever.


    Watching their Lord step willingly into what looked like Hell itself made their own suffering feel lighter. Inspired by his resolve, they pushed themselves even further.


    "Hey, everyone, is the food bad?" the male cook asked nervously. "Please tell me. If it is, we''ll remake everything from scratch."


    The female cook, panicking, only to drop a pot onto the ground in her rush. The loud clatter drew the attention of nearby troops.


    "The food is fine," the female cook said.


    The two cooks exchanged a sigh before curiosity got the better of them. They, too, wandered over to see exactly what kind of hellish training their Lord was putting himself through.


    By late afternoon, as the sun began to sink toward the horizon, Atlas was still nowhere near completing a single lap. He wandered aimlessly, his sense of direction completely lost, plunging into the lava over and over again and enduring the unrelenting agony that followed.


    Now, he lay sprawled on the ground, his body feeling utterly destroyed. Exhaustion gripped him, and his consciousness began to waver. In this void where none of his senses worked, it was as though he was teetering on the edge of passing out entirely.


    He didn''t even know how long he had been enduring this torment or how many laps he might have completed. Time had dissolved into a blur of pain and effort.


    As his eyes began to flutter closed, a faint glimmer caught his attention¡ªa single, floating dot of light hovering near him. S~ea??h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Wait, what is that? he thought sluggishly, forcing his hazy mind to focus.


    The dot was a soft reddish-orange, faint and delicate.


    Half-conscious, Atlas strained to look around him. To his surprise, more faint lights began to appear in the area surrounding him.


    Soft orange, deep brown, pale blue¡ªmore and more faint dots of light emerged, scattered around him.


    What is that?!

 Chapter 73 - Instinctive Elemental Sense

    Atlas remained motionless, staring at the faint particles that had begun to appear around him, visible even without his vision.Curiosity overtook him as he sat up, observing the floating particles intently. His hand reached out, and as he touched them, the particles shifted, their flow disturbed by his movements. Every time he waved his hand, they swirled and altered their paths, some drifting aimlessly in the air while others rose steadily upward.


    Elemental particles!


    Recognition dawned on him. These were the same particles that every Awakener would eventually sense during the early stages of gaining affinity with Mana. However, those particles were usually pale white, representing pure Mana.


    What Atlas was seeing now were different¡ªthese were elemental particles, each one tied to a specific element in nature, their colors distinct and vibrant.


    He stood slowly, taking in the glowing lights around him. The reddish particles clustered near the lava he had stepped in earlier, while faint brownish particles hovered over the solid ground he stood upon.


    I can use these!


    Excitement surged through him. He could use these elemental particles to guide him through this sensory void.


    Yes! I''ve found the way!


    Atlas pushed himself to run again, despite his body feeling numb and deadened from the relentless pain. He could no longer feel anything¡ªonly the faint embers of determination driving him forward.


    Yes, I can do it. I can do it!


    There! Ahead was a stream of lava. He slowed his pace, carefully feeling out the edge with his feet. The faint reddish particles floating above the molten river guided him as he gauged the distance.


    He braced himself, bending his knees, and then leaped with all his strength.


    His body soared through the air.


    And¡ª


    He landed on solid ground. Rolling across the dirt, he stopped and lay there for a moment, stunned.


    But he had done it. He had leaped over the stream of lava!


    He did it! He fucking did it!


    With renewed determination, Atlas got up and kept running. He could finish this training. He could overcome it all.


    The elite subordinates and troops watched from afar, their eyes fixed on their Lord. Many of the troops sat slumped on the ground, too exhausted to move. Not a single one had touched any food all day, even though the night had long since fallen.


    Zara, sitting at the front, glanced at Milo, who was nervously shuffling his cards.


    "Mr. Milo¡­ tell me¡­" Zara said softly.


    Since Zara, the team leader of the Aether team, had been assigned Milo as their Supervisor, she''d grown surprisingly comfortable talking with him. Despite Milo''s usual reluctance to give satisfying answers, she seemed unfazed.


    They all found it odd how Zara could approach Milo so casually, especially considering the man was infamous for hulking out if anyone touched him.


    "Y-yess¡­ Za-Zara¡­" Milo stammered.


    "Isn''t it true that someone can learn to detect elemental particles through meditation?" Zara asked. "And that this method also helps them build elemental affinity?"


    "U-uhm¡­ uhm¡­" Milo fumbled, his face twitching as he tried to form a coherent response. "With training this hard¡­ someone could¡­ uhm¡­"


    "Let me explain." Before he could finish, a sharp, clear voice cut in.


    Turning, they saw a figure in a sleek black suit with perfectly styled hair standing nearby. It was Edrik.


    Edrik always had a way of explaining things clearly, which was why the troops immediately perked up, listening intently to his words.


    "Someone can indeed sense elemental particles through meditation," Edrik began. "And through this method, they can build or unlock their elemental affinity. There''s nothing wrong with that statement. It''s also something all of you will be able to do soon to unlock your own elemental affinities."


    He paused, glancing at the group, who were wide-eyed and hanging on to his every word.


    "However," he continued, "what Master Kurogasa is having the Lord undergo isn''t about meditation. Master Kurogasa wants the Lord to experience elemental particles through struggle, suffering, and extreme pressure. Under these conditions, the Lord will develop an unconscious¡ªor instinctive¡ªability to sense elemental particles, especially in moments of danger."


    He let the weight of his words sink in before continuing. "When done correctly¡ªthough the method is undeniably harsh, extremely harsh¡ªit can result in stronger elemental affinity, deeper connections with multiple elements, and the potential to develop unique skills or talents. These will serve as the foundation for the Lord''s future growth."


    He finished his explanation with a piercing gaze. "The point is simple: the harder you suffer in training, the better the results."


    Edrik''s cold, unyielding eyes swept over the group, making everyone swallow hard.


    Were they going to have to endure the same training?!


    Hell no! No way!


    How long did it take Atlas to finish just one lap? It felt like forever.


    By the time the clock struck midnight, everyone was still there, still awake. Many were on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion, their heads bobbing as they fought against sleep, but they refused to leave.


    They swallowed hard and shook their heads in disbelief as they watched their Lord train.


    What was this man made of?


    His mental fortitude was unreal. He had endured this hellish training from morning until now, well past midnight.


    There''s no way he''s human. He''s a robot!


    Some troops couldn''t take it anymore and fell asleep where they sat, while others kept pushing themselves to stay awake¡ªespecially the team leaders, who remained seated and waiting.


    Zara, as usual, was trying to strike up conversation with Milo, her efforts gradually calming the nervous man. The pace of his card shuffling slowed down.


    Morning finally arrived. And there he was¡ªthe Lord, still running. Still failing. From yesterday to now, a full 24 hours of relentless hell, unable to see, feel, or sense anything, with no idea when this torment would finally end.


    But that morning, just as doubts began to creep into the minds of the troops¡ªwondering if their Lord could ever complete this training¡ªsomething changed.


    Atlas started running faster. His movements grew sharper, his strides more confident. He ran, jumped, and landed.


    He finished the first lap.


    Without stopping, he turned and began sprinting toward the next section.


    The troops, who had been watching in tense silence, erupted into cheers. They stood, clapping and shouting.


    Their Lord had done it! He had succeeded... the first lap!


    Nineteen more to go.


    The other troops continued refusing to eat until their Lord ate as well. Instead of resting, they demanded to begin their own training immediately. sea??h th§× N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    They should have been exhausted¡ªstarving from not eating and drained from lack of sleep. Yet, for some reason, a determination coursed through their bodies, fueling them with a resolve. Without hesitation, they threw themselves into their training once more.


    By the time evening rolled around, everyone gathered again, waiting with bated breath as Atlas neared the end of his grueling challenge.


    Finally, Atlas completed his 20th lap. His steps faltered, and his body collapsed forward¡ªstraight into Edrik, who caught him before he could hit the ground.


    "You made it, Atlas," Edrik said. "You made it, My Lord."


    The troops couldn''t hold back any longer. Tears streamed down their faces as they watched their Lord, utterly spent but victorious.


    Some fell to their knees, bowing in deep respect to the man who had endured this hellish training. He was only level 46, born with an F-rank trash combat talent, and yet he had pushed himself beyond all limits.


    Even though he was just an ordinary human, no different from the rest of them!


    He had done it. Against all odds, he had done it!


    [You''ve developed new Skill: Epic-grade Instinctive Elemental Sense]


    [Type: Passive Skill]


    [Provides intuitive knowledge of elemental particle movement, enabling seamless navigation and reaction to elemental energy without conscious effort.]

 Chapter 74 - The Bond of Vitality

    It was... a hellish training that had truly paid off. Atlas only realized he had been pushing himself for nearly 40 hours straight once he finally completed all 20 laps.The next day, he shifted his focus to recovery¡ªsemi-naturally. Lyrassa aided in healing his most critical injuries, but he let the rest of his body recover on its own.


    This approach would take longer, but it would also help him better understand his physical limits, allowing him to maximize his potential even further.


    Everyone else was outside training, but Atlas remained in his room that day, focusing on recovery. He already felt much better, and the relentless training had paid off in a big way¡ªhe had unlocked the ability to sense Elemental Particles.


    According to Edrik, he had now entered a phase where he could begin unlocking his Elemental Affinity with just a bit more focused practice.


    However, Edrik emphasized that this was a golden phase¡ªa critical window where his progress could be accelerated even further. This short period after pushing his limits and achieving a breakthrough was the perfect time to boost his development.


    If Atlas integrated a new component into his body during this phase, it would enhance synchronization within him, resulting in more optimal and accelerated progress.


    And Edrik''s conclusion?


    Atlas could ask Lyrassa for assistance with this process.


    Wait¡­ was this related to the "sharing vitality" thing?!


    "My Lord¡­" a soft voice broke the silence as the door creaked open, letting in a warm beam of sunlight.


    Lyrassa stepped inside with her usual gentle smile, the light framing her figure.


    She closed the door behind her and walked toward him.


    Atlas, seated on his bed, shirtless, straightened slightly as Lyrassa approached and sat down beside him.


    "Are you feeling better?" she asked, her eyes locking onto his.


    "Yes, thanks, Lyrassa," he replied with a small nod. "I think I''m ready to join the others for training again."


    "Uhmm¡­" Lyrassa murmured hesitantly.


    "Yes?"


    "Master Kurogasa said it would be better if you rested today, My Lord," she said gently.


    "Really?"


    His mind immediately rebelled against the idea.


    Damn it, this was the curse of his talents. Once he set a goal, his entire being fixated on achieving it, refusing to let up. The thought of taking a break made him uncomfortable.


    But then¡ª


    A calming warmth spread through him.


    Lyrassa had cupped his cheek with her right hand, her touch soft and reassuring. He turned to her, startled by the gesture.


    "Resting will be better for you during this phase, My Lord," she said softly.


    "You''ve trained non-stop for the past two days, and you''ve already awakened a new skill for sensing elemental particles."


    Atlas nodded slowly, his mind drifting to his earlier conversation with Edrik.


    "Lyrassa, tell me¡­" he began, carefully choosing his words. "Edrik mentioned something about the golden phase and accelerating my progress." sea??h th§× novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Lyrassa nodded gently. "Yes, My Lord¡­"


    "Do you¡­ know something about sharing vitality?"


    She paused, her hand still resting on his cheek, her expression unreadable for a moment. Then, with a soft smile, she asked, "Do you want me to share my vitality with you, My Lord?"


    "No¡­ I mean, what does it actually mean? What''s the impact on me? And what about you¡ªhow does it affect you?"


    Lyrassa hesitated briefly, then replied softly, "You will gain some enhancements to your body¡­ just as Edrik said. I believe this is the right time for you to do it as well."


    "And will there be any negative effects on you?"


    She fell silent again, as though weighing her words, before shaking her head. "No¡­ I''ll be happy to do this for you."


    "Can you do it¡­ like¡­ now?"


    Lyrassa paused once more, and after a few moments, she nodded. "Yes, My Lord¡­ I can do it right away."


    Atlas smiled faintly. "I''m already resting. We might as well use this time as effectively as possible."


    "Yes," she agreed softly. "Let''s make the most of it."


    Lyrassa''s body began to emit a soft green glow, the faint light wrapping around her like an aura. She smiled as her figure seemed to rise gently from the bed, as though lifted by an unseen force.


    Her hand reached out toward Atlas, and as their fingers touched, the green energy flowed into him. It spread from his hand, coursing through his fingers, up his arm, and then throughout his entire body.


    Atlas felt an immediate change¡ªa lightness that overtook him. His body, too, began to lift off the bed, floating effortlessly in the center of the room. Lyrassa hovered before him, holding his hand.


    He remained silent, watching in awe as it unfolded.


    Lyrassa gently grasped his right hand with both of hers, her touch firm yet soothing.


    Suddenly, green vines began to sprout from the floor beneath them, growing and climbing rapidly. The vines wound their way up, curling around both their bodies as if binding them together.


    A protective sphere of green energy formed around them, enclosing them in its radiant glow. The vines continued to crawl along the barrier, weaving into it and thickening, creating a cocoon-like structure.


    Inside the cocoon, the green light persisted, illuminating the space with a calming, ethereal brightness as the process continued.


    In that moment, Atlas began to feel a profound change within himself. The energy flowing into his body coursed through him like a rushing current, making his blood feel alive, as if it were surging with newfound power.


    The pressure inside him grew, pushing and forcing his heartbeat to quicken before it stabilized again. This cycle repeated, over and over.


    Their bodies drew closer¡ªso close that their foreheads touched. The vines wrapped tightly around them, merging them as one.


    It was¡­ a strange sensation. Atlas felt his entire being awaken, a deep and overwhelming feeling overtaking him. His eyes closed as he surrendered to it.


    It was extraordinary¡ªevery part of his body felt alive and rejuvenated.


    The calming presence of Lyrassa and the soothing glow of the cocoon enveloped him completely, amplifying the tranquility he felt in her presence.


    He lost track of time, overwhelmed by the process. Within the cocoon, there was only him, Lyrassa, and the radiant green energy binding them together.


    The sensation became so peaceful, so all-encompassing, that eventually, Atlas drifted off, falling into a deep, restful sleep as the transformation continued.


    Until what felt like endless bliss, Atlas slowly opened his eyes.


    Pushing himself up from the bed, Atlas blinked groggily, unsure how much time had passed. He glanced at his Awakener Device to check the date.


    Oh damn?! Really?! Two days?


    He stared in disbelief for a moment before shaking his head. His body felt light, almost weightless, brimming with a newfound energy. Instinctively, he raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, testing the strength surging through him.


    With a slight squeeze, he imagined crushing stone, and it felt entirely possible.


    Then, a series of notifications filled his vision.


    [Congratulations! You have successfully formed the Sacred Bond with Lyrassa, The Floral Healer.]


    [You have inherited some of her vitality through this connection.]


    [New skills have been unlocked.]


    [A new talent has been unlocked.]


    [Your blood and body have undergone modifications as part of the bonding process.]

 Chapter 75 - Dominion Over the Elements

    That seemed¡­ unbelievable!Atlas stared at the notifications, which continued to flood his vision, revealing more of the changes within him.


    [You have unlocked a new Talent: Rank-S Elemental Dominion]


    [Mastery over elemental forces allows control of fire, water, earth, and air in combat. These elements respond instinctively, amplifying attacks or creating defensive shields.]


    [Effect: Offensive strikes gain elemental enhancements. Automatically creates a defensive shield of the dominant element in the area, reducing incoming damage.]


    He rose from his bed, his senses sharper than ever. For the first time, he could distinctly feel the elemental particles swirling throughout the room¡ªeach type vibrant and alive in his awareness.


    Clenching both his fists, Atlas mentally commanded the elemental particles around him. Instantly, his hands became enveloped in a glowing aura.


    Four elemental affinities at once?!


    He couldn''t believe it. He could feel the fire''s heat, the coolness of water, the steady weight of earth, and the lightness of air all at his command. This was immense, far beyond anything he''d expected.


    Unbelievable!


    If the sharing vitality process was this powerful, then he needed to make the most of it. This wasn''t just a boost¡ªit was a transformation. He had to harness every ounce of this newfound power!


    [You have unlocked a new skill: Epic-grade Elemental Convergence (Active, Versatile)]


    [Temporarily fuses two elements for powerful combined effects.]


    [You have unlocked a new skill: Epic-grade Lifebound Shield (Passive, Defensive)]


    [Creates a natural barrier that absorbs a portion of incoming damage and converts it into health regeneration over time.]


    Two Epic-grade skills?!


    Reading the descriptions alone made Atlas''s heart race. Combining two elements to create devastating effects?


    Damn!


    The possibilities were endless, and the potential strength of this skill was beyond exciting.


    But he knew better than to assume it was something he could master instantly. Even in a world of skills, the only way to wield them effectively was through dedicated practice. He would need to train hard to bring out the full power of Elemental Convergence.


    And then there was Lifebound Shield. A barrier that not only absorbed damage but also converted it into health regeneration? That was a game-changer.


    Atlas paused, frowning slightly. The nature of this skill¡ªit felt eerily similar to the ability he''d inherited from Morganna.


    Could this be because of the influence of his bond with her?


    The influence of his connections with Morganna could be shaping his growth, creating synergies between the abilities he acquired.


    [Ironclad Will (S) - Tactical Awareness (A) - Instinctual Command (A) - Perfected Rhythm (A) - Elemental Dominion (S) - Commanding Presence (S) - Bloodbound Vigor (S)]


    Atlas inspected his overall talents again, a sense of excitement building each time he reviewed them. He now possessed four Rank-S talents! The thought of what other talents might evolve or merge in the future filled him with anticipation.


    With this current set of talents, he was clearly shaping into a Lord who didn''t just excel in his leadership role, but who also embodied a relentless drive for progress. The extraordinary talents he now possessed were pushing his combat potential to levels he hadn''t imagined before.


    On top of that, he now had two powerful skills that allowed him to fully exploit his elemental affinity¡ªand with control over all four basic elements no less. This foundation alone could serve as an incredible stepping stone for his future development.


    But something felt¡­ off.


    The swirling energy within him hadn''t settled. His heart still beat faster than normal, and his blood felt like it was rushing through his veins with an unnatural intensity, carrying energy that refused to dissipate.


    It was strange, not that he was about to complain either.


    Then, another set of notifications appeared in his vision.


    [Additional changes have been detected.]


    [Your physical and mental capacities have adapted to accommodate further growth.]


    [Body Modifications and Synchronization with Morganna and Lyrassa''s Bond Have Altered Your Body]


    [You have unlocked Elemental Markings (Verdant Shadow)]


    [Description: Glowing, vine-like markings appear on your back, shifting with a dual-layered design. A subtle shadowy underglow complements the vibrant patterns.]


    [Effects:]


    [- Elemental Amplification: Markings glow brighter in high-elemental environments, boosting elemental attack potency.]


    [- Shadow-Infused Underglow: Activates in darkness, granting stealth bonuses and increased critical damage in dim conditions.]


    Wait, what is this?


    Elemental Markings?


    Atlas reached for his back, where he felt the strongest flow of energy, but his hand found nothing unusual to touch. Curious, he approached the standing mirror in the corner of the room and turned to check his reflection.


    And there it was¡ªhis back.


    Glowing vine-like markings spread across his skin, pulsating with a green hue. Interwoven among the vines were subtle shadowy tendrils, exuding a faint, smoky aura. Thin streaks of crimson energy pulsed through the design, like veins of blood running beneath the surface.


    Atlas froze for a moment, staring at the pattern.


    Was this permanent?


    But as he stood there, the markings began to fade, their light dimming until they disappeared entirely. It seemed they only activated under certain conditions.


    Relieved but intrigued, Atlas allowed a small smile to form. He couldn''t deny¡ªthe design was impressive, even beautiful in its own way.


    So, Morganna and Lyrassa had truly left their mark on him. The combination of their influences had granted him an extraordinary upgrade, transforming him almost instantly.


    Their contrasting powers¡ªMorganna''s shadowy, vampiric resilience and Lyrassa''s life-giving vitality¡ªhad merged within him, creating a balance that amplified his abilities.


    Atlas paused, rolling his shoulders and flexing his limbs, marveling at how completely his body had recovered.


    He jumped a few times, feeling a newfound lightness, as if he could leap twice as high as before. On his next jump, his head almost touched the ceiling, and he burst into laughter.


    Haha!


    He couldn''t help but enjoy this newfound power. It felt so natural, like his body instinctively knew how to amplify his movements with elemental energy. The potential of this ability seemed boundless, and he couldn''t wait to explore just how far it could take him.


    But then a thought struck him¡ªa realization. If he had unlocked this much power, would his training escalate to even greater levels of brutality?


    Probably.


    The idea made him laugh again. Even the thought of harsher training didn''t feel daunting anymore¡ªit felt like a challenge he could embrace.


    Still, there was one thing nagging at his curiosity: his elemental affinity status. Just how much had it changed?


    There were 4 common elements¡ªwater, earth, air, and fire¡ªand 2 special elements¡ªdark and light.


    Each element had its own advanced versions. For example, earth could evolve into advanced elements like Metal or Gravity, while fire could advance to Inferno. And there were countless others.


    On top of that, elements could be combined, creating entirely new ones. Earth and fire could merge to form Magma, and that was just the beginning of the endless possibilities.


    The complexity of advanced and combination elements was overwhelming, far beyond what Atlas fully understood.


    Additionally, each element had affinity tiers: Low, Medium, and High.


    From what he knew, thanks to Lyrassa, he had unlocked all 4 basic common elements. But what he needed now was to confirm their affinity status. sea??h th§× ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Jackpot, show me my elemental affinity status."


    The system responded immediately, displaying the information he sought.

 Chapter 76 - Water, Dark, and Beyond

    [Elemental Affinities Status:][Basic Common:]


    [ - Water: High]


    [ - Earth: Low]


    [ - Fire: Low]


    [ - Air: Low]


    [Basic Special:]


    [ - Dark: High]


    [Advanced:]


    [ - Shadow: High]


    [ - Blood: Low]


    Atlas stood still for a moment, staring at the list of Elemental Affinities he now possessed.


    How the hell¡­?


    He had already known about his affinities with the four basic common elements.


    But Dark? And its advanced forms?


    Among the four basic elements, he discovered he had High Affinity with Water, which came as a surprise. After all, most of his recent training had been in volcanic terrain, seemingly tied to fire.


    However, elemental affinity wasn''t strictly based on one''s environment¡ªit was often rooted in innate traits. Perhaps his natural inclination toward Water had always been there.


    Then there was the High Affinity with Dark, a special element. There was no doubt in his mind that this had been influenced by Morganna.


    But even more shocking was the inclusion of Shadow, the advanced form of Dark. Not only did he have access to it, but he also had High Affinity with it.


    Finally, there was Blood, another advanced element clearly stemming from Morganna''s influence. While his affinity here was only Low, it still marked a significant milestone¡ªhe had already secured two advanced elements.


    According to what he knew, even a single advanced element, like Blood, could be formed through the fusion of multiple elements. For instance, it could be a combination of Water + Dark or Water + Earth, depending on how the user focused on utilizing and manipulating the elements.


    There was so much he still needed to learn. But at the very least, he had opened more doors to mastering a broader range of abilities.


    Take everything step by step. Slowly but surely.


    Now, he was curious. He wanted to test how his affinity for these elements would enhance his fighting style.


    Atlas stepped outside, squinting slightly as the sunlight hit his eyes. He took a moment to survey his island, now fully green with grass and blooming flowers spreading in every direction. Mira and the workers were busy tending to various tasks, while the golems moved about, hauling rocks and wood to designated areas.


    It struck him how unfortunate it would be if an attack damaged the beauty of this thriving place.


    "Hi, My Lord!" Mira called out from afar.


    She ran up to him with a bright smile, stopping in front of him with a mix of excitement and innocence.


    "My Lord, are you feeling better?"


    "Yes," Atlas replied, holding up his arms. "See? I''m full of vitality!"


    It was only then that he realized he was still only wearing a pair of shorts.


    Mira giggled. "Those are some impressive muscles, My Lord."


    Embarrassed, Atlas quickly applied an outfit from the system, his new clothes materializing instantly.


    "Are the others out training?"


    "Yes," Mira said with a nod before tilting her head slightly. "Do you need my assistance with anything, My Lord?"


    "No, I''m fine, Mira," he said, smiling warmly. "I just want to train for a bit myself." sea??h th§× n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Alright~" she replied with a playful tone.


    Atlas made his way to a small hill, a peaceful area with an iron bench beneath the shade of a tree. Nearby, there were tables and chairs for relaxing, but the space was also large enough for training.


    He took out his spear, Fang of Infernos, holding it firmly.


    Faintly, his eyes caught sight of the subtle elemental particles emanating from the weapon. The spear, inherently imbued with fire, leaned toward aggressive, fiery attacks.


    But what if he applied water to it?


    With his High Affinity for Water, Atlas focused his energy. Gradually, the water elemental particles in the surrounding air became visible, clearer and more distinct as they responded to his will.


    He steadied his breathing, and soon the particles began to envelop him, cascading around his body like a flowing current.


    They wrapped around him¡ªand then, the spear.


    Holding his spear with renewed energy, he began to spin it, thrust it forward, strike, sweep, leap, and slash.


    His movements were fluid, continuous, and precise, the influence of the water element enhancing his agility and spearwork.


    The strikes felt smoother, faster, and more dynamic, as though the weapon itself danced with him.


    With a stronger strike, Atlas focused more power into the spear. This time, a visible trail of water followed the weapon''s movements, and when it struck the ground, the impact created a splash of water that scattered in all directions.


    [Epic - Elemental Convergence (Active, Versatile)]


    [Elite - Flurry of Spears Lv. 2]


    Eager to push further, Atlas attacked again, this time putting even more force into his strikes. The spear thrusted with incredible speed, and as it moved, faint steam began to rise from the weapon''s tip, spreading outward in waves.


    The Steam Element had formed¡ªa combination of Water and Fire.


    Atlas grinned, spinning the spear and launching a series of attacks. The steam swirled with each motion, creating an effect that was mesmerizing.


    The new talent he had unlocked allowed him to infuse elements into his attacks and cloak himself with an elemental shield.


    Focusing for a moment, Atlas activated the shield. A faint aura of elemental energy enveloped his body, shimmering softly with his chosen affinity.


    He smiled faintly, knowing this was just the surface of the potential this ability held. He was well aware of how far high-level Awakeners could go in utilizing elements in combat.


    Now, with his diverse elemental affinities, he had the potential to explore a wide array of skills tailored to various elements. He could aim to master techniques like Shadow Mirage, creating duplicates of himself just as Kurogasa did, or hone stealth abilities and other advanced covert techniques.


    Hell, he might even learn how to fly someday¡ªwhy not?


    Just thinking about the possibilities was thrilling.


    Atlas had less than 48 hours before facing his final challenger. After that, he could either take some time to fallback and train further or use his last remaining Attack Token to push ahead.


    But his priority was clear¡ªhe needed to reach level 50 first and secure his Advanced Class before advancing to Rank-2 Scout.


    As night fell, the troops returned from their training with energized expressions. This was a stark contrast to how they used to drag themselves back, utterly exhausted. Their rigorous sessions at Flare Peak were paying off, and many of them were slowly leveling up.


    The next step involved helping more of them unlock their Elemental Affinities. Some had already achieved this during training, their bodies instinctively adapting to the intense elemental environment.


    Baldric, the massive dwarf blacksmith, had been hard at work crafting armor for nearly everyone. From heavy plate to lighter, more agile designs, all the troops were now equipped with better protection.


    For weapons, the troops had armed themselves with gear earned through their hunts at Flare Peak.


    Gacha Haven and its troops were improving steadily.


    That night, as usual, they gathered for dinner, laughter, and entertainment, their spirits high. Meanwhile, Atlas found himself mulling over his 50 Standard Tickets, which came with a guaranteed Rank-S pull if he used them all.


    What if I do another 30-pull before the battle in two days?


    It might just give him another crucial edge before the fight.

 Chapter 77 - Tents, Horns, and Rabbit Ears

    Atlas tossed 10 Standard Tickets into the air, and the results appeared before him:[You have obtained 6 Rank-B items and 4 Rank-A items!]


    The troops erupted into cheers. But none were louder than Baldric, whose booming voice carried above the rest.


    "FIRE!!!" he roared, his voice shaking the very structure around them.


    "HAHA! Sorry, I got too excited!" Baldric added.


    Atlas chuckled, feeling the energy of the moment.


    What a great pull to start the night! Four Rank-A items in a single batch.


    "Let''s make these items incredible and powerful," Atlas said.


    [You have received Rank-A Item: Rally Horn]


    The first ticket revealed a glowing rally horn, crafted from polished ivory and gold. Inlaid with small gemstones that sparkled faintly under the light.


    [Temporarily increases allies'' movement speed and critical chance.]


    "What is that, My Lord?!" the troops shouted in curiosity


    Atlas lifted the Rally Horn to his lips and gave it a try. The sound was both melodious and powerful, resonating in a way that seemed to shake their very cores. Hearts raced, pulses quickened, and everyone felt an immediate surge of energy.


    The troops were stunned. Some instinctively jumped in place, while others dashed around the area, marveling at the sensation.


    "Yuhu! This is so cool!" one shouted.


    "Yeah, I feel lighter all of a sudden!"


    Atlas grinned, lowering the horn. "This item temporarily increases movement speed and critical chance. It''s the perfect boost for combat. One of the best tools we could have gotten."


    The troops erupted into cheers once more.


    "FIRE!" they shouted in unison.


    [You have received 10 Rank-A Items: Battle Fog Grenades]


    A series of small cylindrical items materialized in the air before them.


    [Creates a smokescreen that increases ally evasion.]


    "Grenades?" Atlas muttered, exhaling deeply.


    It wasn''t that he disliked the item¡ªfar from it. He knew these grenades could be incredibly impactful in battle. But part of him had been hoping for something more extraordinary and permanent. Another character to bolster his roster, or maybe a high-grade weapon, would have felt more thrilling.


    Still, he quickly explained the grenades to the troops, and then stored them in his inventory.


    C''mon, two more.


    Another small item appeared, floating mid-air before Atlas grabbed it.


    [You have received Rank-A Item: Iron Will Amulet]


    [Prevents mental attacks for 5 minutes.]


    Atlas examined the amulet¡ª forged from dark iron, shaped into a shield-like design with glowing red and gold accents. At its center, a gemstone pulses faintly,


    Oh, really...


    He sighed, though not entirely disappointed. Preventing mental attacks for five minutes was undeniably useful, especially against enemies who relied on mind control or fear tactics.


    "This one''s solid," he muttered to himself. "Not flashy, but it could be a lifesaver if we run into a strong enemy with mental attacks."


    Atlas stored the amulet in his inventory.


    "C''mon, give me something amazing this time."


    Atlas opened the next ticket, and a few scrolls materialized, floating in front of him.


    Skill scrolls? he thought for a moment. But no¡ªthere were ten of them. Could it be?


    [You have received 10 Rank-A Items: Experience Scrolls]


    [Effect: Double experience gain for 1 hour.]


    Atlas blinked, holding back a mix of amusement and disappointment.


    Double experience for 10 hours total¡­ Not bad? Really? No, this isn''t that great!


    Sure, it could save 10 hours of leveling time, and efficiency was valuable. But was 10 hours of saved grinding truly worth a Rank-A pull?


    Well, no use complaining.


    After all, he''d gotten these items for free. Still, a part of him couldn''t help but wonder if the earlier jackpot of four Rank-A items had somehow caused the quality of this pull to drop.


    At least give me a new weapon next time. If not for me, then something useful for the troops.


    With that, he tucked the scrolls into his inventory, trying to shake off his frustration and gear up for the next pull.


    Atlas tossed another 10 tickets into the air, his hopes high.


    C''mon, Rank-S!


    The light from the tickets faded, revealing the results:


    Brown. Brown. Brown. Brown. Brown.


    Man¡­ seriously?


    Surely there had to be something extraordinary in this pull, right?


    Brown. Brown. Brown.


    No? Seriously, no?


    Brown. Brown. Purple.


    "Only one Rank-A item," Atlas muttered, forcing a grin as he looked at his troops.


    Their expressions were a mix of empathy and disappointment, clearly sharing his pain.


    Wasting no time, Atlas immediately opened the Rank-A ticket. A metallic shimmer appeared, forming into two small, sleek blocks that floated in front of him.


    He grabbed them and read the description: Sear?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [You have received 2 Rank-A Items: Ethereal Tent]


    [A magical shelter immune to weather and elemental hazards.]


    Tents? Really?


    Well, they were interesting, and he got two of them. These would certainly come in handy someday¡ªperhaps for dungeon exploration or survival in harsh environments.


    But¡­


    Still! This wasn''t what he was hoping for!


    Atlas shoved the tents into his inventory with a sigh, trying to convince himself that they might be invaluable in the right situation.


    Atlas glanced at his troops. He had promised to do 30 pulls tonight, and there was no way he was backing down.


    He was so close to the guaranteed Rank-S pull¡ªsurely within the next 10 or 20 pulls if luck favored him.


    Taking a deep breath, Atlas tossed another 10 tickets into the air, silently praying for something worthwhile.


    The light flickered, and then the results appeared:


    [You have obtained 9 Rank-B items and 1 Rank-A item!]


    Fuc¡ª!


    Atlas swiftly opened the brown tickets without hesitation, leaving only the final, precious Rank-A ticket.


    He turned to his troops with a resigned but determined grin.


    "Surely, this one''s going to be something incredible!" he said with a teasing tone.


    "What do you think it''ll be?" he asked playfully.


    "A new cute elite subordinate!" someone shouted.


    "An unlimited food machine!" another chimed in, drawing laughter.


    "Spa facility!"


    Atlas smirked, letting their enthusiasm fuel him as he reached for the ticket. He touched it, and it began to vibrate under his fingertips.


    Then¡ª


    A strange sound broke the moment. Croak, croak.


    The ticket seemed to... tear, as though bitten by something, and fell to the ground. From the spot where it landed, a green aura burst forth, forming a radiant magic circle on the ground.


    Damn, this is it! This is it! A new summon!


    The air shimmered, and a translucent figure began to materialize above the circle. It was undeniably the form of a new character, though still shaped entirely of energy.


    But as Atlas watched, a sense of familiarity struck him. The shape, the aura¡ªthere was something about it that he recognized.


    The troops noticed it too, their murmurs filling the space.


    "That!"


    "What''s the meaning of this?"


    "Could it be?"


    The figure solidified slightly, and unmistakable features began to emerge¡ªa pair of rabbit ears.


    "Mira?!" someone shouted, breaking the silence.


    Everyone froze, staring in shock at the figure before them. Even Mira herself, standing among the troops, looked utterly bewildered.


    [You have received Rank-A Character: Mira Springfoot - Blossom Reaper]


    ***


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 Chapter 78 - The Scars of a Blossom Reaper

    [You have received Rank-A Character: Mira Springfoot - Blossom Reaper.][You have received a duplicate. The character has been converted into a Memory Shard.]


    Memory Shard?


    The transparent figure shattered into pixel-like fragments, which floated in front of Atlas before forming into a card. He picked up the card and saw a picture of Mira holding a hoe in one hand and a carrot in the other.


    "My Lord, what did you just get?"


    "Is that an item to upgrade Mira?"


    "Yeah, it''s like in a gacha game."


    "What will happen to Mira?"


    Even Mira, now standing at the very front, glanced at Atlas with a puzzled expression.


    Atlas inspected the item again.


    [Mira Springfoot - Memory Shard]


    [Activate the card to access Mira''s past memories.]


    [Receive 320 Arcane Shards upon activating the card.]


    [Upgrade Mira to +1 after activating the Memory Shard.]


    Mira''s past memories?


    Atlas paused for a moment.


    "Jackpot, tell me precisely what will happen if I activate this card?"


    [Host, it''s simple. You''ll be transported into Mira''s memories, which are embedded within the card.]


    "How does that work?"


    [It''s like you''ll fall asleep temporarily. Think of it as a dream, but vivid and crystal clear.]


    "So, you''re saying I''ll actually fall asleep if I activate this card?"


    [Yes.]


    Atlas nodded, then turned to address everyone.


    "Alright, this card will upgrade Mira, but who knows what else might happen. My system says I''ll need to sleep for now," he explained with a grin.


    "Sleep? Why sleep, My Lord?"


    "Yeah, we''re curious about what''s going to happen."


    "Well, I''ll tell you more tomorrow," Atlas said, signaling the end of the evening.


    "I''ll talk to you tomorrow, Mira," he added with a reassuring smile.


    With that, he dismissed the group and headed toward his room.


    Once inside, Atlas activated the card. For a moment, nothing happened, leaving him puzzled. He glanced at the card, then decided to lie down and close his eyes. Almost immediately, his consciousness was drawn away, as if carried into another world.


    When he opened his eyes again, he squinted against the sudden brightness. The light was glaring, as if it were morning. He could hear the murmur of people talking. Blinking to adjust to the change, Atlas found himself inside a small house with white walls and matching furniture.


    The voices of an adult man and woman chatting drifted from the direction of the living room. Meanwhile, Atlas found himself standing in what appeared to be the kitchen. He glanced down at his hands and torso, realizing his body was translucent.


    Of course¡ªthis was just Mira''s memory.


    He scanned his surroundings and his gaze landed on...


    A bunny girl?


    From his position, he could only see her back, but it was clear the girl had a pair of rabbit ears perched on her head. She was a beastkin rabbit, appearing to be around 12 or 13 years old. Her outfit was neat, resembling a school uniform¡ªa short red skirt and a navy-blue blazer.


    Atlas stepped closer, observing the girl. She was preparing a lunch box filled with an assortment of carrot-themed creations.


    His brows furrowed in disbelief.


    This girl... Is she Mira?


    From her face, there was no doubt¡ªit was Mira. Yet this version of her was wearing glasses? And where was the cheerful, playful expression she always had?


    This Mira looked completely different. Her face was serious, her demeanor quiet, and focused as she sliced the carrots.


    A short while later, young Mira joined the dining table, where two adults¡ªher father and mother¡ªwere seated. Let''s call them Dad Mira and Mom Mira.


    Dad Mira was engrossed in reading something on his tablet, using a spoon to eat absentmindedly.


    "Ah, damn it!" Dad Mira suddenly slammed the table. "This idiot! Ruining my morning already!"


    "Jealous people," Mom Mira chimed in. "Do something to put him in his place. Anything that''ll teach him a lesson. I''m sick of hearing about your colleague''s crap behavior."


    "I''ll make sure he regrets it! Damn it!" Dad Mira growled.


    Still visibly annoyed, he turned his cold gaze toward Mira.


    "How did your exam go?"


    "Uhm¡­" Mira hesitated, looking up timidly. "It''s¡­ an A."


    "An A?" Dad Mira let out a heavy sigh. "An A isn''t good enough! I''m spending a fortune on your education! Aim higher! Stop being so lazy about this!"


    Mom Mira added her own cutting words. "And quit wasting your time with that ridiculous carrot gardening. It''s pointless and won''t make you any money. Focus on your studies!" sea??h th§× N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "If you fail to get the top score again," Dad Mira growled, "I''ll destroy that stupid carrot garden of yours!"


    "Yes, Dad. Yes, Mom," Mira murmured quietly.


    Atlas, watching from the sidelines, let out a heavy sigh. Experiencing the tense atmosphere firsthand felt utterly stifling.


    After that, young Mira left the house with her head lowered, walking briskly as if eager to escape. Her expression was stiff, tense, and unmistakably uncomfortable.


    So this is what you were like in the past, Mira?


    Atlas took a deep breath, his thoughts swirling as he compared the Mira he knew now to this version of her. The cheerful, lively girl he was used to seemed worlds apart from this somber, withdrawn young girl.


    He decided to follow her as she walked through the cobblestone streets of the city.


    The world around them was... unexpectedly peaceful. People sold goods along the roadside, chatting and bustling with activity. The atmosphere was bright and carefree, filled with the laughter and energy of daily life.


    It was such a stark contrast to the world Atlas had come from¡ªa place where people lived under the constant shadow of fear and danger.


    Have the floating islands existed here as well?


    He glanced up at the sky, squinting against the sunlight. Sure enough, a few small islands hovered high above.


    This world, too, had floating islands.


    After a while, Mira reached a grand, elite-looking school building. Students filled the grounds, all dressed in polished, well-tailored uniforms. Atlas couldn''t help but notice the girls in their mini skirts¡ªcharming and undeniably attractive enough to briefly catch his attention.


    Among the crowd, he spotted several beastkin, a clear indication that this world also embraced a diverse mix of races.


    However, Mira seemed completely detached from the lively atmosphere around her. She neither greeted anyone nor made eye contact, moving swiftly with her head bowed. Occasionally, she glanced up, but only to avoid colliding with others before lowering her gaze again.


    Atlas trailed behind her, observing as she entered the school building, ascended the stairs, and came to a halt in front of a classroom door. From within, he could hear the cheerful sounds of laughter and lively conversation.


    Mira stopped, frozen in place.


    What''s she doing?


    Atlas paused, watching as she hesitated. Her left hand slid into the pocket of her blazer, gripping something tightly.


    What''s that?


    Finally, she opened the door, and¡ª


    The students inside turned toward her, their faces lighting up as if they had been eagerly awaiting her arrival.


    Oh? Maybe she''s actually doing fine here? He thought, a flicker of hope crossing his mind.


    But that hope was crushed in an instant.


    Those very same students¡ªmost of them girls¡ªspat at her as she stepped into the room.


    "Ugh, disgusting!"


    "Get out of here!"


    Their contempt was punctuated with the sound of spitting.


    Mira moved past them, her head still bowed, enduring the torrent of humiliation. As she walked, they struck her on the back of the head, kicked at her legs, and even spat directly onto her face.


    Damn it! These little pieces of¡ª!


    Atlas''s fists tightened, his whole body trembling with fury.


    I''m going to kill them. Every. Single. One of them!

 Chapter 79 - Echoes in an Empty Hallway

    Mira sat quietly at her desk, sneaking out a handkerchief to wipe her face as discreetly as possible.Atlas, seated on the desk in front of her, was still clenching his fists tightly.


    Damn it! This is her past, isn''t it?


    The realization only added to his frustration. He couldn''t intervene, couldn''t change anything¡ªhe could only watch.


    A few moments later, another student entered the classroom. This one was also a beastkin, sporting wavy blonde hair and a pair of perked-up ears.


    What kind of ears are those? A wolf?


    It was a wolf girl, and an undeniably cute one at that.


    "Hey, Fenra''s here!" someone called out.


    "Good morning, Fenra..."


    The beastkin girl, Fenra, entered with a bright, cheerful expression and a smile that was¡­ cute?


    "Hi, everyone! Good morning!" Fenra greeted. "Whew, I''m glad I didn''t end up late! My driver had a hard time earlier¡ªthe traffic was awful."


    "Yeah, Fenra, the roads were a mess today."


    "And Fenra¡ªcongratulations on your S score!" another student chimed in.


    "Oh, yeah, xi xi xi," Fenra replied, giggling. "Yes, I got another S score, but, you know, it''s not a big deal or anything. No need to fuss over it!"


    Fenra''s eyes widened when she noticed Mira.


    "Oh? What happened to her?"


    "Ignore her, Fenra. She''s useless."


    Ignoring the remark, Fenra approached Mira and leaned down slightly, bringing her face closer.


    "Mira... what happened to you?" she asked softly.


    Mira shook her head, avoiding eye contact.


    "Are you sure? Do you need anything? Tell me. Can I help you with something?"


    "No, thanks. I''m fine," Mira replied, finally lifting her head with a faint, forced smile.


    Could this wolf girl actually be kind to her?


    Throughout the lesson, Mira sat silently in her seat. To Atlas''s growing frustration, the teacher didn''t seem to notice¡ªor care. Not once did they acknowledge Mira''s condition.


    Are they blind or just plain stupid?


    It''s painfully obvious that one of their students is far from okay.


    Damn it. This school deserves to be razed to the ground!


    When the lunch break arrived, Mira quietly picked up her lunchbox and, with her head bowed, quickly left the classroom.


    Should I follow her?


    Atlas hesitated for a moment as Mira disappeared through the door. Yet, he realized he could still remain in the room.


    Wait... isn''t this Mira''s memory?


    He frowned. Then why can I stay here, even though she''s not?


    The inexplicable situation left him unsettled, but he decided to observe a little longer, trying to make sense of the strange rules of this memory.


    The wolf girl, still seated at her desk, was soon approached by a group of her peers, both boys and girls.


    "Fenra, want to eat lunch with me?"


    "Fenra, you were amazing earlier during class!"


    But this time, Fenra''s usual cheerful demeanor had shifted. Her face pouted slightly.


    "What''s wrong? Did something upset you?" asked a boy standing nearby.


    "Yes, something did¡­" Fenra replied.


    "Let me handle it for you."


    "I know you wouldn''t dare."


    "How far do you want me to take it?"


    "The worse, the better. The worst!" Fenra said.


    Then, without another word, she stood up and walked out of the room.


    The boy, now joined by a couple of others, remained behind.


    What are these pieces of trash planning?!


    Atlas''s frustration boiled over as he slammed his fist on the desk, but it didn''t make a sound or anything else.


    Damn it! This is driving me insane!


    After leaving the classroom, Atlas continued to follow Mira as she found a quiet spot to eat lunch alone.


    Once she finished her meal, she pulled out a book and began reading.


    She even took notes, her handwriting neat and precise as she carefully recorded her thoughts in a notebook.


    The scene was such a striking contrast that Atlas couldn''t help but take notice.


    This girl¡­ she''s smart.


    She was nothing like the Mira he knew.


    Atlas sat nearby, watching her with growing intrigue. Her serious expression seemed to glow with brilliance as she studied, entirely engrossed in her work. It was clear she enjoyed learning, completely absorbed in what she was doing.


    Right now, Atlas felt like he was watching a movie in 4D. He was there, in the moment, but utterly powerless to intervene.


    What made it worse was that the main character of this painful story was someone he knew¡ªa realization that only deepened his frustration.


    When the school day ended, a group of students approached Mira''s desk. Without a hint of courtesy, they piled books on top of her table.


    "Hey, take these to the teacher''s office," one of them ordered.


    "He was on the 8th floor."


    "And if any of them go missing or get torn, we''ll make sure you regret it," another added.


    Mira stepped out of the classroom, carrying a stack of books as she walked down the now-empty hallways. Most of the students had already gone home.


    She continued up the stairs, heading to the upper floors.


    Is the teacher''s office really up there?


    Atlas wondered, his steps matching hers as he followed.


    When she reached the top, a group of male students stood leaning casually against the wall. Atlas recognized them instantly¡ªthey were the same boys from her class earlier.


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    Rage bubbled in his chest.


    Can I please break out of this observation mode and kill them?! Seriously!


    As Mira walked past with her head down, trying to avoid their gaze, the boys suddenly moved. One of them grabbed her from behind, while another clamped a hand over her mouth to stifle her scream.


    Mira struggled, her muffled cries for help echoing faintly in the empty corridor, but she was powerless against them.


    The three boys dragged her into an empty classroom.


    Damn it! Are you kidding me?!


    The books Mira had been carrying lay scattered on the floor as the boys dragged her deeper into the classroom.


    Atlas stormed in after them, his jaw clenched and fury radiating from his very being.


    He watched helplessly as they threw Mira to the floor. Before she could even gather herself, two of the boys grabbed her arms, pinning her in place, while the third shoved her roughly against the floor.


    Atlas''s fists clenched so tightly that he could almost feel his nails digging into his palms, even in this immaterial form.


    This has gone too far!


    "Please! Don''t do it!" Mira pleaded, her voice trembling with desperation.


    "Shut up, or we''ll make it even worse for you."


    "Close the door properly," another ordered. "We can''t let anyone hear us."


    "It''s fine," the third assured with a smirk. "Everything''s taken care of."


    Mira struggled, twisting and jerking to break free, but she was no match for them. They stuffed a cloth into her mouth, muffling her cries, her terrified eyes welling with tears as her body shook uncontrollably.


    Damn it! Damn it! These bastards!


    "System! Jackpot!" Atlas roared, his voice trembling with rage.


    You''re going to let me watch this happen right in front of me without letting me do anything?!


    Damn it! This is madness!


    Let me out of this memory! Let me into her world so I can destroy these worthless pieces of trash!


    Atlas stood there, powerless and seething with fury, as one of the boys yanked at Mira''s blazer. The buttons popped off, clattering to the floor and rolling away.


    She fought back, twisting and struggling with all her strength, but it wasn''t enough.


    Her body was shoved down harder, her arms pinned firmly by the boys on either side of her.


    Mira''s muffled cries of resistance echoed in Atlas''s mind, her tear-streaked face and frantic attempts to escape only fueling his rage.


    Yet all he could do was watch, trapped in his intangible state, as the nightmare unfolded before him.


    DAMN IT!!!!


    Atlas roared, his voice booming with pure, unfiltered rage.


    But just as his furious cry echoed in the room, it was suddenly drowned out by the agonized scream of one of the boys.


    "ARGH! ARGH! ARGH!"

 Chapter 80 - Miras Breaking Point

    ARGH!!! ARGH!!!Blood spattered across the room as the boy pinning Mira let out a piercing scream, stumbling backward. Deep claw marks etched into his face.


    What happened?! Mira?!


    Atlas''s shock grew as he turned to Mira. Her once frightened eyes now glowed a vivid red, and before anyone could react, she moved with startling speed. Her arms wrenched free from the grip of the two boys holding her, the sudden force causing her glasses to slip from her face and clatter onto the floor.


    She grabbed one of the remaining boys by the wrist. Her right hand, now tipped with razor-sharp claws, slashed into his arm, embedding her nails deep into his flesh. Blood sprayed as the boy screamed in terror, stumbling backward and crumpling to the floor.


    The boy with the clawed face staggered to his feet, his eyes wide with panic, and tried to run.


    Mira?!


    Did she already awaken before this?!


    But Mira wasn''t finished. She lunged at the fleeing boy, yanking him back by the leg with shocking force, before hurling him into the wall. The resounding thud echoed through the room as the boy hit the surface and crumpled to the ground.


    The remaining boys screamed in terror, scrambling to hide behind overturned desks and chairs.


    Then, just as suddenly as it began, Mira''s eyes returned to normal. She froze, staring down at her bloodied hands. Her face turned pale, and she shook her head violently as panic set in.


    "K-killer... killer¡­!" one of the boys whimpered.


    "No!" Mira cried out. "Not me¡­ Not me!"


    With a desperate scream, she bolted for the door, flinging it open and running into the hallway.


    Mira! End them first!


    Atlas followed Mira as she bolted from the classroom, her steps faltering briefly as she froze in the hallway.


    At the far end, Atlas noticed a group of students, and among them was the blonde-haired wolf girl, Fenra.


    Damn! This bitch is the cause of all this.


    "Mira?! What have you done?!" Fenra exclaimed.


    Mira shook her head frantically, her eyes wide with fear, before turning and sprinting down the hallway. She raced toward the stairs, descending quickly.


    Why is she hiding her awakened status? Is there some reason for this?


    Mira eventually ran into the bathroom. Atlas stopped at the door, hesitating to follow her inside.


    A few moments later, she emerged, her hands wet from washing away the blood. Her face was pale, her panic unmistakable. She trembled visibly, her wide, frantic eyes darting as if looking for an escape. sea??h th§× nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Without hesitation, she took off running again, this time heading straight out of the school. Students in the halls turned to stare as she passed, their confused whispers filling the air.


    What is wrong with this school?!


    How can they let things like this happen here?!


    This has to be one of the most idiotic academies I''ve ever seen!


    Mira ran as fast as she could down the street, her steps frantic and uneven.


    What is she going to do? What''s going to happen to her now?


    She just committed a crime, didn''t she?


    But then, he shook his head.


    No¡­ it was self-defense. But will anyone see it that way?


    Just what kind of society is this? Is this another form of discrimination against beastkin?


    Yet the thought didn''t sit right.


    But that wolf girl¡ªFenra¡ªis also a beastkin, isn''t she?


    He frowned, the pieces slowly coming together.


    Still, it''s clear Fenra holds a high social status. Just look at how she carries herself¡ªher pristine uniform, her confidence¡ªand the way the other students practically worship her.


    Atlas clenched his fists, his frustration building.


    How is Mira supposed to survive in a place like this?


    Mira took a different route on her way back, avoiding the path she had used earlier.


    Was she trying to avoid people? To keep from being followed?


    After some time, she finally reached her home and hurried inside.


    But what awaited her there was a scene far worse than anything she could have imagined.


    Strangers¡ªseveral of them¡ªstood in the living room. At the end of the room, her parents were bound and restrained, their expressions filled with terror.


    As Mira froze in shock, the intruders quickly closed the door behind her, cutting off any chance of escape.


    Her parents shouted incoherently, their wide, desperate eyes silently begging her to run. But it was too late.


    Among the strangers was the boy Mira had scratched earlier, his face still bearing the marks of her claws, now partially covered with bandages. He pointed an accusing finger at her, his voice loud and filled with fury.


    "Her!" he shouted. "She''s the one who scratched my face! Her!"


    There were six large men in total. Their presence dominated the small room.


    "Grab her! Tie her up and make her pay! She''s the one who hurt me!" the boy barked.


    Two of the men immediately rushed at Mira. She tried to evade them, but they were too fast. In moments, her arms were seized and pinned behind her back.


    "No! Please!" Mira cried out, struggling against their grip. "Let my mom and dad go! Punish me instead! I''ll take the blame!"


    Her father, tied up and helpless, tried to rise in defiance, but one of the men kicked him hard in the stomach, sending him sprawling to the floor. The man then stomped on his back, pinning him down.


    "Dad!" Mira screamed. "Help! Help!"


    Her cries echoed through the room, but there was no one to answer her pleas.


    The boy with the bandaged face stood before Mira, his expression twisted with rage.


    "It''s because of you!"


    "Let them go!" Mira shouted, desperation in her voice. "They didn''t do anything wrong! This is my fault!"


    Her words did nothing to placate him. He raised his hand and slapped Mira hard across the face. The impact sent her reeling to the side, but the men holding her kept her restrained. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.


    ARGH! Mira growled, trying to lunge forward, but her captors held her firmly in place.


    Two of the men quickly gagged her with a piece of cloth, muffling her cries.


    "You ruined my face!" the boy yelled, his voice shaking with fury. "How do you plan to pay for this?! Did you think I''d just sit back and let you destroy my life? No! I''ll ruin your life too, Mira!"


    Mira struggled, growling in frustration, but she couldn''t break free from their grasp.


    "I''ll let you watch your parents suffer right in front of you," the boy snarled. "And then, I''ll kill you too!"


    "LET HER GO!"


    From behind, Dad Mira broke free, his desperation giving him the strength to fight. He lunged at the group, but one of the men quickly grabbed him and slammed him to the floor. The sound of his body hitting the ground was followed by a sickening flurry of punches and kicks.


    "No! Don''t do that! No!" Mira screamed through the gag.


    "Beat both of them until they''re half-dead!" the boy said coldly.


    Without hesitation, the men dragged Dad Mira and Mom Mira to the floor. Kicks and stomps rained down on their bodies as they cried out in pain, struggling to protect themselves.


    "NO!" Mira screamed through the gag.


    She thrashed against her restraints, but it was no use¡ªshe was completely helpless.


    Atlas stood in the corner, his fists clenched so tightly they trembled. Rage burned in his chest as he tried to make sense of the scene before him.


    How will this end?


    Mira would survive¡ªshe had to. After all, she would one day rise to be a Lord. But her parents?


    This torture¡­


    His thoughts churned with fury.


    What kind of world is this?


    Surely, their screams could be heard from outside the house. They were loud enough to carry. Yet no one came. Not a single person intervened.


    Frustrated, Atlas stepped out of the room, his eyes scanning the area outside for anyone who might intervene. Instead, he saw passersby hurrying along, their faces turned downward, avoiding even a glance in the house''s direction.


    Fear was etched into their expressions, and not a single person stopped. If anything, they quickened their pace to distance themselves from whatever was happening inside.


    This world, so deceptively peaceful on the surface, hid a cruel and heartless core.


    A world where those with power could do anything they want to the weak, even in broad daylight, without fear of consequences.


    DAD!!!


    MOM!!!


    Another scream echoed through the house.


    Atlas rushed back into the room, his chest tight with dread. What greeted him was a scene of utter horror.


    Dad Mira and Mom Mira lay motionless on the floor, their bodies battered and broken. Their lifeless eyes stared blankly.


    "Hahaha! You paid for it, Mira! You paid for it!" the boy sneered. "Fenra will love this! She''ll finally notice me! I''ve given you the cruelest punishment possible!"

 Chapter 81 - Bloodshed and Blossoms

    DAD!!!MOM!!!


    Mira''s scream tore through the room. Her hands clenched into fists, her muscles tensing as veins bulged along her arms.


    Wait¡­ did they actually kill her parents?!


    Damn it¡­ What the hell?!


    Are they serious? Did they really kill them?!


    This little piece of trash commanded them to murder her parents?!


    Atlas'' fury burned hot, but all he could do was watch as Mira''s grief turned to something darker. Her eyes glowed a deep, crimson red, and razor-sharp claws emerged from her fingers.


    Is she¡­ a rabbit or a wolf?


    "What?! What''s happening to her?!" the bandaged boy shouted, his voice cracking with panic. "Hold her down! Don''t let her escape!"


    The men hesitated for a split second, unnerved by the sudden transformation, but they began moving toward her.


    Mira broke free in an instant, her movements sharp. She hissed, baring her sharp teeth as the six men quickly closed in, surrounding her.


    Atlas remained still, watching intently, his mind racing.


    What will the outcome of this be?


    It was clear that none of the six men were Awakened¡ªordinary humans. But Mira, in this state, was anything but ordinary. She had become feral, her instincts taking over completely.


    One of the men lunged at her, but she darted to the side with speed as she evaded his grasp. Before they could regroup, she leapt behind another of her attackers.


    "Help! Someone help me!" the man shouted in terror, but it was too late.


    Mira''s claws drove deep into his neck, her hand gripping his throat. Blood sprayed violently, splattering across the room as the man collapsed, gurgling, to the floor.


    The bandaged boy panicked, turning to flee toward the door.


    But Mira moved faster. She darted toward him. One of the men slammed her to the ground, but she sprang back to her feet almost instantly, grabbing the boy''s leg and yanking it hard enough to send him sprawling.


    Three of the other men rushed her at once, attempting to pin her down. But Mira was too fast. She twisted and leapt, flipping through the air to avoid their grasp.


    As she landed, she propelled herself onto one of the remaining men, her claws plunging brutally into his neck. Blood spurted from the wound as the man collapsed, choking.


    She continued her assault, her body moving with terrifying agility, darting from one target to the next. Each time she struck, her claws tore through flesh with precision. One by one, the men fell to the floor, their bodies lifeless and blood pooling beneath them.


    The room fell silent, save for the terrified gasps of the bandaged boy. He pressed himself against the door, his eyes wide with fear, trembling as Mira turned to him.


    In a flash, she closed the distance. Her sharp fingers plunged deep into his throat. The boy gurgled, his mouth opening as if to scream or beg, but no sound escaped. Blood gushed from the wound in his neck.


    Mira withdrew her hand, and his body stiffened before crumpling lifelessly to the floor.


    The room was now a graveyard, drenched in blood, with Mira standing alone amidst the carnage.


    The room fell into complete silence, leaving only the bunny girl standing in its center, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Her once snow-white hair, as beautiful as freshly fallen snow, was now stained crimson with blood¡ªher clothes, her face, everything marked by the carnage.


    Atlas stood before her, his gaze heavy as he watched her. Mira''s eyes had returned to their normal color, yet she stood motionless, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggled to catch her breath.


    For a moment, she didn''t move, just stood there in the stillness. Slowly, the girl turned to look around at the gruesome scene surrounding her.


    Her expression was flat¡ªneither shock nor panic crossed her face. Even though she had returned to her normal state, there was no indication of remorse or fear in her gaze.


    Does that mean she was conscious of what she did?


    Atlas wondered, his thoughts churning.


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    Mira began to move again, her steps slow as she approached her parents'' lifeless bodies lying on the blood-soaked floor.


    She sank to the ground beside them, dropping into a seated W-position with her legs folded under her.


    She remained utterly still, silent, staring at their faces. Then, slowly, tears began to stream down her cheeks, but there was no sobbing. No cries or wails of grief¡ªjust silent, unending tears sliding down her bloodied face.


    Atlas sat down beside her, his gaze softening as he silently kept her company in this devastating moment.


    What will happen to her after this? he wondered.


    Surely, there would be consequences. The boy Mira had killed must have been someone important¡ªa child of influence in the city. It was evident from the number of bodyguards he had at his disposal and the audacity to command others to take lives without fear of repercussions.


    Atlas sighed deeply.


    She''s already lost everything¡­ and now this?


    But before his thoughts could spiral further, his attention snapped to Mira as a strange energy began to radiate from her body. A glowing magic circle formed beneath her.


    Wait¡­ is this it?


    Is this the moment she''s chosen to become a Lord?


    The magic circle flared brighter, its light enveloping Mira entirely. In an instant, the glowing runes consumed her, and she vanished from the room.


    Before Atlas could react, the magic dragged him along with it, pulling him into its swirling vortex.


    Atlas found himself in an entirely different place.


    Oh¡­ what is this? Wait¡ª


    He turned in every direction, taking in his surroundings. Mira was there, still dressed in the same bloodied clothes, standing a short distance away.


    But this was unmistakably a floating island.


    However, it wasn''t just any island. Lush green grass spread across the ground, vibrant trees grew tall and healthy, and colorful flowers dotted the landscape.


    Atlas turned again, marveling at the sheer vastness of the place. The island stretched far beyond what he expected, its edges obscured by dense forests. Even hills and gentle slopes added to the idyllic terrain.


    How the hell...? How is this possible?


    Why is her starter island so massive? And not just massive¡ªthis fertile, this flourishing?


    "Woah¡­"


    What?


    Atlas turned at the sudden sound and froze when he saw Mira standing there.


    But this wasn''t the solemn, blood-stained Mira from moments ago. No, this was the Mira he knew¡ªthe Mira with the bright, familiar expression he had grown accustomed to.


    "Beautiful¡­" she murmured, her voice filled with wonder as she ran forward, her movements light and playful.


    Mira crouched near a patch of flowers, gently brushing her bloodied fingers over the delicate petals.


    "These flowers are so beautiful¡­"


    Then, with a giggle, she added, "I can grow so many carrots here. I''ll turn this whole island into a carrot paradise! Xi xi xi!"


    The cheerful girl began darting around, exploring the island. She grabbed a bucket and started watering the plants. Stopping occasionally, she leaned in to sniff the vibrant blooms, her laughter echoing through the air.


    At that moment, Atlas''s vision went dark, signaling the end of his journey into Mira''s past memories.


    When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on his bed, now wide awake. He glanced toward the window and noticed the soft glow of morning light streaming in.


    Was I really asleep all night?


    Atlas sat up slowly, his head still spinning from everything he had witnessed. Delving into Mira''s past had been an emotional weight he wasn''t prepared for¡ªit had left him feeling utterly drained and unsettled.


    If her tale hadn''t ended with her becoming a Lord, I don''t think I could have rested without knowing what happened next.


    He sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair.


    That girl¡­


    It was almost impossible to reconcile the Mira he knew¡ªcheerful, innocent, and full of energy¡ªwith the girl from that harrowing past.


    Behind her bright smile and playful demeanor, she carried scars that ran far deeper than he''d ever imagined.


    Shaking off the heaviness in his chest, Atlas stood up, walked to the door, and opened it. As he stepped out of his room, he was greeted by a familiar figure.


    There she stood¡ªa girl with snow-white hair and a pair of rabbit ears perched atop her head.


    "My Lord, good morning! I''ve already picked the freshest carrots for you this morning," Mira said cheerfully, holding up a small basket filled with vibrant carrots.


    For a moment, Atlas simply stood there, staring at her, his chest tightening with emotion. Then, without a word, he stepped forward and wrapped her in a firm embrace.


    This was the hug he had yearned to give the young Mira from her memories¡ªa gesture he could only offer now to the Mira standing before him in the present.


    "My Lord?" Mira murmured softly.


    Atlas clenched his fists as he held her. He wasn''t sure if he was trying to calm himself or if he was trying to give strength to the girl in his arms.


    Either way, he knew one thing with certainty: this girl had survived a hellish and tragic past. She had endured, and now she stood here before him.


    "Are you happy on this island?"


    "Yes, My Lord¡­" Mira replied softly.


    [Mira Springfoot has been upgraded¡­]


    [Her talents have been merged¡­]


    [She has unlocked a new talent¡­]


    [Congratulations on upgrading your subordinate¡­]


    [You have received 320 Arcane Shards.]


    "From now on, plant as many carrots as you want," he whispered softly.

 Chapter 82 - The Corruption Rises

    "From now on, plant as many carrots as you want," Atlas said softly.He then released his embrace, stepping back to see the confusion across Mira''s face.


    "Thanks... My Lord¡­"


    "Have a nice day," he added with a faint smile, turning and walking away before she could respond.


    [Two of Mira''s talents have successfully merged: Green Thumb + Perfect Carrot Finder.]


    [New Talent Unlocked: Nature''s Provider (A)]


    [Mira''s affinity with plants extends beyond gardening, allowing her to instinctively nurture crops and locate rare plant resources.]


    [Plants grow faster and yield higher-quality produce.]


    [Instinctively locates rare or magical plants, including healing herbs and enchanted crops.]


    [Two of Mira''s talents have successfully merged: Charming Negotiator + Too Cute to Resist.]


    [New Talent Unlocked: Irresistible Charm (A)]


    [Mira''s natural charisma combines with her overwhelming cuteness, making it nearly impossible for enemies or allies to deny her requests.] sea??h th§× ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [In social interactions, Mira can charm others into lowering their guard or agreeing to her terms.]


    [In combat, enemies within a short radius hesitate, reducing their attack speed and focus.]


    [Mira has unlocked new talent Blooming Frenzy (S)]


    [In moments of desperation, movement speed and attack rate increase drastically. Strikes are empowered with nature''s energy, causing minor explosive bursts that damage nearby enemies. Each successful attack regenerates a small amount of stamina and slightly heals over time.]


    [Garden''s Blessing (S) - Nature''s Provider (A) - Irresistible Charm (A) - Blooming Frenzy (S) - Hoe Dance (B)]


    Mira received a significant upgrade on her talents, from just a single duplicate summon. Considering that each elite subordinate could be upgraded up to six times, their potential for growth was truly immense.


    However, Atlas knew that once he exhausted his supply of standard tickets, his progress would likely slow down significantly. Acquiring more standard tickets wouldn''t be as straightforward as it had been with the generous bonuses he''d received early on.


    As for exclusive tickets, he planned to save and use them only when a new exclusive character appeared in the banner. This approach made sense, but it also meant that getting duplicates for exclusive characters, like Morganna, would be exceptionally difficult.


    Today marked the end of the current Reinforcement Phase, and he would have to face another defense¡ªthe final defense against challengers of this season. Afterward, he would still have the opportunity to select opponents for his own offensive strikes.


    During this phase, any Lord had the option to decline a challenge, accepting minor material losses if they deemed the challenger too powerful.


    But retreating wasn''t in his plans. Every preparation and upgrade he''d made for his subordinates had been geared toward fighting, not backing down.


    Atlas and Edrik were at the Blacksmith Workshop, discussing their plans with Baldric.


    "Ha! About eight of them have unlocked their elemental affinities. That''s good progress," Baldric said with a grin. "Without it, the runes I crafted for them would''ve been useless."


    Edrik nodded. "Still, Atlas, I''ve double-checked. Everyone''s armor and weapons are in excellent condition."


    Atlas returned the nod. "And the analysis of tomorrow''s opponent, Edrik?"


    Edrik crossed his arms. "They have strong offensive capabilities, with a Lord who seems to have stayed in this division for quite a while. It''s¡­ a woman."


    "A woman?"


    Hearing the mention of a female Lord brought Mira''s memory to the forefront of his mind¡ªshe, too, had been a woman chosen to become a Lord.


    He nodded slowly, his thoughts drifting briefly to how cruel these battles had been from the very start.


    "Do you have any hesitation about killing an opponent, if it''s a woman?" Edrik asked.


    Atlas shook his head. "In a situation like this, even a woman can be stronger than a man. Gender doesn''t factor into my decisions here."


    "Good to hear that," Edrik responded.


    The next day arrived swiftly, and another island floated close, signaling the start of the battle. Atlas sat on his floating throne, Morganna standing silently behind him.


    From the edge of the opposing island, a figure emerged¡ªa woman, just as Edrik had described.


    She looked to be in her mid-twenties, with long black hair streaked with silvery gray and piercing violet eyes. Her high-collared dress, a blend of deep purple and black, flowed like liquid shadow. She wore long gloves tipped with claw-like ends, adding to her¡­ unique presence.


    This was Serathra of the Eclipsion Reach.


    The woman''s empty gaze fixed on Atlas as she spoke. "So, you''re my opponent this time, I see."


    She tilted her head slightly, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips.


    "You seem capable enough. I expected today''s opponent to at least put up a bit of a fight. Ha! Ha! Ha!"


    Her arrogance filled the air as she stood her ground.


    "Let me face her," Morganna said.


    "Yeah, sure," Atlas replied with a faint smirk. "I''m still not used to beheading women."


    This was the reality of the Lord Battles: kill or be killed. There was no room for hesitation, no mercy for anyone.


    The battle began as four portals appeared, one at each side. From these swirling rifts emerged enemy troops¡ªbut something about them was unusual.


    Each soldier was cloaked in a dark aura that seemed to pulsate and writhe around them.


    "What''s happening to them?" Atlas muttered, narrowing his eyes.


    "That''s the Dark element," Morganna explained. "More specifically, it''s an advanced form: Corruption. Poisonous, toxic dark energy that taints everything it touches."


    Even as she spoke, Edrik was already issuing commands. "Fall back behind the Flame Beacons!" he shouted, directing the troops to retreat to the line of blazing beacons.


    There were 16 in total now, their fiery glow serving as both a defense and a rallying point.


    "Can Lyrassa counter the effects of the Corruption?" Atlas asked.


    Morganna smirked. "I''ll cut through their forces and find that bitch. When she''s dead, the Corruption will dissipate, and victory will be ours."


    "Be careful," Atlas said firmly.


    Morganna''s smirk. Without another word, she leapt gracefully from the floating throne, descending toward the battlefield.


    Edrik''s voice crackled through Atlas''s earpiece.


    "The Corruption has less impact on those with a base affinity for Dark Element," Edrik explained. "On our side, Morganna, Raze, and Master Kurogasa have high affinities for it. And, of course, you do as well."


    "Thanks for the info," Atlas replied with a nod. "We''ll hold our ground and prioritize long-range attacks for now."


    The battle erupted in full force as the enemy troops launched a swift and aggressive assault.


    Morganna, Raze, and Kurogasa each held their respective sides, their dark element resistance giving them an edge against the corrupted forces. Meanwhile, Atlas moved his floating throne to the fourth side of the battlefield, where Edrik and Kaida awaited his support.


    The Flame Beacons unleashed a barrage of fireballs toward the enemy forces. The intense heat and fiery blasts caused the opposing troops to falter, hesitating for a moment.


    Seizing the opportunity, Atlas activated his Stormcaller''s Amulet. A deafening crash of thunder roared across the battlefield, accompanied by streaks of lightning. The shockwave tore through the enemy ranks and scattered them in chaos.


    Many lost their focus under the combined assault of fire and lightning.


    "This is our chance!" Edrik called out.


    The short-range fighters surged forward, closing the distance. Meanwhile, the long-range units provided covering fire, keeping up the pressure from a safe distance.


    [Epic - Bloodlink Command (Active) Lv. 1]


    Empowers nearby allies with a vampiric aura that enhances lifesteal and grants minor regeneration.


    [Elite - Duskbound Presence (Conditional Passive) Lv. 1]


    Exudes an intimidating aura that weakens the attack power of nearby enemies and boosts critical strike chances when surrounded by multiple foes.


    [Epic - Bloodrush (Active) Lv. 1]


    Channeling vampiric energy into muscles, grants a surge of speed, enabling swift, precise movements through enemies with rapid agility.


    [Epic - Lifebound Shield (Passive, Defensive) Lv. 1]


    Creates a natural barrier that absorbs a portion of incoming damage and converts it into health regeneration over time.


    [Epic - Elemental Convergence (Active, Versatile)]


    Temporarily fuses two elements for powerful combined effects.


    Atlas activated his set of skills, his body becoming shrouded in a dark energy. The aura pulsed and surged, enveloping him completely. His spear, now crackling with energy, radiated with a combination of his Dark Element and Fire-based weapon.


    He had trained this technique just the day before¡ªa fusion of Dark and Fire Elements channeled into his weapon. With a swift motion, Atlas lunged forward, his spear blazing with dark flames as he charged directly into the enemy ranks.


    [Hellfire: Flames that consume not only the body but the soul.]


    [Elite - Flurry of Spears Lv. 2]


    His movements became fluid, the spear thrusting and slicing with precision. Each strike sent enemies crumbling to the ground, their bodies convulsing as if their very souls were being ripped from them.


    Amidst the chaos, Morganna''s pursuit finally bore fruit. She slipped past the corrupted forces with the grace of a shadow, her sharp eyes narrowing as she spotted her target¡ªthe opposing Lord, Serathra of the Eclipsion Reach.


    "Reckless! Such a reckless move!" the girl exclaimed, her laughter ringing out in a manic, unsettling tone.

 Chapter 83 - The Path to Level 50

    [Serathra has declared a retreat with 23% damage taken.]Atlas was about to swing his spear toward the neck of his opponent when, suddenly, his weapon stopped mid-motion. The challenger had chosen to surrender.


    [You have earned 15 rank points.]


    [You are entitled to claim 37% of the opponent''s resources.]


    [Congratulations on your victory!]


    [You have unlocked access to issue a direct challenge to your opponent using your Attack Token. They will be unable to escape or decline.]


    Cheers erupted from his troops as the battlefield shifted. One by one, the enemy forces were enveloped in glowing light, their forms vanishing from the area.


    Atlas exhaled slowly, spinning his spear in a fluid motion before storing it back into his inventory. Turning to glance over his shoulder, he saw the victorious expressions on the faces of his comrades.


    In the distance, the enemy''s island began to retreat. At the edge of the opposing platform, Serathra stood, her bloodied figure visible even from afar. Her left arm hung limp, drenched in crimson, and her once confident stance was now marked by exhaustion.


    "I''ll come back stronger!" she called out. "Thanks for the battle."


    With those words, the woman stepped back, disappearing as the island itself began to drift away.


    Their opponent this time was particularly challenging, wielding the Corruption Element and applying its effects to her entire troop. This made the battlefield dangerous and unpredictable.


    Fortunately for Atlas, his side had no shortage of fighters with Dark Element affinities. In fact, the number of Dark Element users under his command was unusually high for what was considered a Special Element.


    [You have obtained 200 Units of Wood.]


    [...]


    [You have obtained 12 Prisoners.]


    [You have obtained 223 Gold Coins.]


    [You have received 490 Arcane Shards.]


    [You received 19,568 Exp]


    [You have level up]


    [Level 47]


    [Exp: 2,990/179,665]


    Atlas and the others retreated back to their island from the warzone, bringing with them the spoils of victory¡ªincluding 12 prisoners of war as a reward for their successful defense.


    He immediately checked on his troops, ensuring everyone''s condition after the intense battle. The Corruption element wielded by their opponents had made healing magic less effective, prolonging recovery efforts, but thankfully, no lives were lost.


    Among the 12 prisoners, only three were combatants who met Atlas''s standards. Additionally, there were three workers, of which he chose two to bring into his workforce. The remaining prisoners were sent down to the Lower Lands, as they didn''t fit his needs.


    This marked yet another victory, their sixth consecutive win¡ªincluding the two battles against Soren. It was an incredible achievement.


    Even so, Atlas knew the importance of maintaining their momentum. With their current position as Rank-1 Seeker Division 3, every victory brought them closer to advancement. If they could continue this streak into the next season, promotion to Rank-2 was well within reach.


    Atlas held a discussion with Edrik and his elite subordinates for a strategic review. As usual, Edrik took the lead, guiding the conversation. Kurogasa, reserved, only spoke when directly addressed, but his carefully chosen words always carried significant weight.


    Karian, on the other hand, was repeatedly told to stay quiet by Edrik, as his suggestions were always overly brutal and almost immediately dismissed.


    Milo, shuffled his deck of cards relentlessly, especially whenever someone glanced in his direction.


    Morganna lounged in the farthest corner, legs crossed, offering no commentary. Meanwhile, Lyrassa listened intently, but she, too, opted to stay silent throughout the discussion.


    Mira? She was much better off staying outside. Her overwhelming charm had an uncanny ability to derail serious discussions, and no one wanted to risk losing focus during such an important meeting.


    And Baldric? He was outside, thoroughly enjoying himself at a celebration with the troops. Despite their exhaustion, they couldn''t resist his energy and booming voice as they reveled in their victory.


    With approximately two months left in the current season, they still had one Attack Token remaining to challenge another Lord. However, Edrik raised some important considerations. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "If we want to maximize the rewards from this token, we need to pick an opponent who might respond to our attack with their own counterattack," Edrik explained. "That would result in an all-out confrontation."


    He paused for a moment to ensure his point was clear before continuing. "The first question is: how do we identify an opponent likely to respond with an all-out confrontation?"


    Edrik leaned back slightly. "We can use the next few weeks for scouting. By observing the progress of battles on nearby islands and tracking their current status, we can narrow down our targets."


    He glanced around the room. "It''s critical we also ensure that we''re fully prepared for victory in such a confrontation. Winning an all-out battle will not only grant us the maximum possible upgrades but also help us establish a stronger foundation heading into the next season."


    The group nodded, considering Edrik''s well-laid-out strategy.


    Next topic, everyone eventually agreed with Atlas''s decision to prioritize reaching level 50 during the remaining two months of the season. He knew it would take relentless effort, but the benefits would be worth the grind.


    At the same time, he still had to commit to the rigorous training sessions that Kurogasa had prepared for him. Balancing the two goals¡ªleveling up and sharpening his combat skills¡ªwould push him to his limits.


    It was now a matter of seeing which would come first: his long-awaited level 50, the next battle, or the possibility of having to forgo their remaining Attack Token due to lack of preparation.


    There was no time for rest. The very next day, those who had recovered from the recent battle jumped straight back into training without hesitation.


    Atlas, having gained numerous upgrades since his last session¡ªincluding after forming his bond with Lyrassa¡ªwas back to grueling exercises.


    This time, he faced a familiar challenge: training while wearing armor specifically designed to completely dull his senses. However, a new layer of difficulty had been introduced.


    He was handed a specialized spear crafted by Baldric. Unlike his usual weapon, the Fang of Infernos, this spear weighed an astonishing 100 kilograms (approximately 220 pounds)¡ªten times heavier than his regular spear.


    Atlas had to run while performing a sequence of spear techniques. He spun the massive spear with precision, thrust it forward with controlled force, swept it in wide arcs, and followed up with overhead strikes that demanded both power and balance.


    Atlas steadied himself, focusing as elemental particles began to gather around him. Unlike before, when they floated aimlessly, the particles were now visibly drawn toward him, wrapping around his body and the spear in his hands.


    He spun the spear with precision, grounding himself in preparation. After leveling up in the last battle, his stats had improved slightly, and he could feel the difference in his strength and control.


    With confidence, Atlas began running through the course. He recalled the layout of the track in detail, using that knowledge to navigate efficiently. The elemental particles surrounding him seemed to enhance his movements, and his steps were steady and assured.


    Having spent weeks training without the use of his senses, he had grown adept at maintaining his balance. Even the heavy armor and spear no longer felt as overwhelming.


    Lava stream ahead¡ªjump!


    He launched himself into the air, spinning the spear mid-flight. As he descended, he executed an overhead strike into the ground.


    The impact unleashed an explosive combination of fire and earth, sending a fiery shockwave rippling outward. The sheer force of the strike captured the attention of nearby troops, their morale was visibly lifted by his performance.


    The training continued for another week. Now, the second advanced session was set to begin.


    Atlas stood in a barren field surrounded by cracks of lava. Low hills enclosed the area, creating a natural arena for the challenge ahead.


    This time, the task was far more daunting. He would face waves of monsters attacking from multiple directions. With the same condition, all of his senses, sight, hearing, smell, and touch were completely shut off.


    While his previous training involved detecting and interacting with elemental particles from inanimate objects, this time he would have to track and combat living, moving enemies.


    The monsters were already on their way. He could tell by the erratic behavior of the elemental particles in the area, swirling and shifting wildly in certain directions.


    But identifying the monsters'' exact locations¡ªor their numbers¡ªproved much harder than he had anticipated. The chaotic movement of the particles made it difficult to pinpoint each target.


    Atlas tightened his grip on his spear, taking a steadying breath. His first move would be to parry¡ªtesting the incoming attacks to gauge the strength, speed, and number of his opponents.


    His body tensed, ready for the first strike, as he waited for the chaos to collide with him.

 Chapter 84 - No Pain, No Sight, All Gain

    Atlas focused intently, honing in on every subtle shift in the elemental particles swirling around him. The monsters were closing in, their chaotic movements sending ripples through the particles, signaling multiple attackers from different directions.He remained motionless, spinning his spear once to center himself as he adjusted his stance to meet the unseen threats. His mind was sharp and calm¡ªa stark contrast to the early days of his training, when panic would overtake him in moments like this.


    Suddenly, an attack came from behind!


    His instincts jolted him into action, but the speed of the strike overwhelmed him. The blow landed hard, forcing him to stumble forward.


    Before he could recover, another attack came from the front. Atlas spun his spear instinctively, sweeping out in a wide arc¡ªdirect hit!


    The weapon''s momentum carried him to the side, but another crushing impact hit him squarely, throwing him off balance.


    He lashed out with his spear in a sweeping motion, trying to keep the attackers at bay.


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    From their height and movements, he recognized them as Lava Hounds.


    Atlas gritted his teeth. He wasn''t allowed to use active skills in this session, but his passive abilities were still in play. He made a quick decision¡ªWater Element.


    With a surge of focus, hundreds of faint water elemental particles in the area were drawn toward him, wrapping around his body and spear like a flowing shield.


    He leapt forward, thrusting his spear toward one of the hounds.


    The recoil of the impact told him he had landed a solid hit. Without hesitating, he launched into another quick maneuver, jumping high and delivering a powerful overhead strike that slammed into the target.


    But another attack came from his right side! He shifted his stance, parrying the strike with his spear in a sweeping motion.


    Behind!


    A sudden blow struck the back of his head, sending him sprawling to the ground. He rolled to one side, barely avoiding another attack.


    Damn it! They''re overwhelming me from all sides!


    As he scrambled to recover, Atlas sensed another presence¡ªno, multiple ones. Lava Beetles. They were swarming closer.


    Atlas swiftly moved away from his previous position, knowing the monsters were converging there.


    I''ve fought these things hundreds of times!


    He clenched his spear tightly. He understood their movements, their attack patterns, and the most effective ways to kill them.


    But the true challenge wasn''t the monsters¡ªit was the void of sensation. He had only his instincts and the shifting patterns of elemental particles to guide him.


    The monsters followed, closing in!


    Atlas suddenly halted and swept his spear in a rapid arc behind him¡ªfour Lava Hounds!


    Without missing a beat, he swept higher, catching the air above, then spun his spear in a wide circle around him.


    Five Lava Beetles!


    He smirked, planting his feet firmly on the ground.


    I''ve got them now!


    Visualizing the monsters'' positions in his mind, he started to piece together the chaotic movements of the elemental particles. The scene unfolded in slow motion in his mind''s eye.


    Attack!


    Atlas lunged forward, sweeping his spear in a wide arc. A spin attack followed, striking high.


    Left side!


    He brought his spear down in an overhand strike¡ªfeedback through the weapon confirmed the hit.


    He took a few steps back as more monsters closed in.


    Overhead strike! Feedback¡ªanother hit!


    He spun his spear, attacking in a circular motion. Direct hits¡ªthree of them!


    He felt the feedback weakening¡ªthese monsters were faltering!


    Planting his feet firmly, Atlas thrust his spear forward with precision. The strike landed clean, the feedback resonating through the shaft of the weapon.


    One down!


    [You have killed Lava Beetle Lv. 53]


    [You received 1,233 Exp]


    [Exp: 4,223/179,665]


    Atlas allowed a faint smile to cross his lips. He was beginning to understand the flow of this battle, and surprisingly, he was starting to enjoy it.


    His confidence grew with each movement, and he began to move with greater agility and precision.


    It wasn''t that he could defeat the monsters easily¡ªfar from it. He needed to strike their weak points multiple times before delivering a finishing blow.


    But this was a routine he had repeated countless times. He had grown so accustomed to it that even battles lasting nearly the entire day felt natural to him. Killing these monsters had become part of his daily life.


    One of the Lava Beetles, weakened and retreating, caught his attention. At the same time, a Lava Hound blocked his path directly ahead.


    Atlas reacted instantly. Leaping forward, he used the Lava Hound as a stepping stone, launching himself high into the air. With a swift overhead strike, he slammed his spear into the retreating Lava Beetle, driving it into the ground with a resounding impact.


    Still airborne, Atlas spun mid-flight, redirecting his momentum. Using the spin to power his next maneuver, he twisted back toward the Lava Hound and delivered another devastating strike, his spear connecting with a precise, powerful blow.


    [You have killed Lava Beetle Lv. 51]


    [You received 978 Exp]


    [Exp: 5,201/179,665]


    [You have killed Lava Hound Lv. 49]


    [You received 759 Exp]


    [Exp: 5,960/179,665]


    He had done it. It took time to adjust, but Atlas successfully cleared the first wave of monsters.


    The set of skills and talents he possessed had been crucial to his survival and stamina, allowing him to endure the relentless assault and volcanic terrain with greater resilience.


    [Epic - Lifebound Shield (Passive, Defensive) Lv. 1]


    Creates a natural barrier that absorbs a portion of incoming damage and converts it into health regeneration over time.


    [Epic - Inferno Fortitude (Passive) Lv. 2]


    Provides enhanced endurance and stamina, allowing him to thrive in harsh volcanic environments.


    These abilities gave him a distinct edge, enabling him to not only withstand the prolonged battle but also recover and adapt as the fight continued.


    One week.


    Then, two weeks passed.


    Atlas followed a grueling routine, repeating similar training every day. He ran laps, increasing the distance and the weight he carried each day, pushing his body to its limits.


    In the second phase of his training, he faced monsters attacking from all directions, all while his senses remained completely shut off.


    By the third week, the challenge escalated further. Atlas now had to run the same number of laps, but in an environment teeming with roaming monsters that would ambush him whenever he passed.


    Several times, he stumbled or fell into streams of molten lava. The searing pain should have been unbearable, but by now, Atlas had grown numb to it. Pain had become just another obstacle to overcome.


    Every time he was forced to retreat, he would recover as best as he could, then push himself right back into the fight.


    Step by step, he grew stronger, his body adapting to the brutal conditions and the relentless onslaught of monsters.


    Four weeks had passed.


    Atlas now faced an entirely new challenge: battling his own troops in a simulation designed to test him to his limits. At first, it was a one-on-one skirmish. Then it escalated to two opponents, eventually culminating in a coordinated assault by four of his elite fighters.


    This training was both intense and exhilarating. Unlike the monsters he had fought before, his troops were smarter and far more strategic.


    They took full advantage of his blind spots¡ªthough, to be fair, every spot was a blind spot for him. It was more about finding the gaps he couldn''t predict or cover in time.


    Zara, with her archery, excelled at disrupting Atlas''s momentum. Her arrows struck the joints of his armor, throwing off his movements and causing him to lose balance at critical moments.


    Garen capitalized on those openings with heavy, bone-crushing strikes, his sheer strength enough to send Atlas stumbling.


    Meanwhile, Ronan unleashed relentless barrages of attacks from unpredictable angles, often using arrows or thrown projectiles to bombard Atlas. This constant pressure left him struggling to identify the direction of incoming strikes.


    And then there was Kaida, whose fire magic delivered explosive bursts. Her fireballs hit with enough force to hurl Atlas across the field, leaving him scrambling to recover.


    It wasn''t just a test of skill; it was chaos¡ªand Atlas loved every second of it.


    The training sessions weren''t just about improvement¡ªthey became moments of bonding.


    Every time a session ended, Atlas would take off his helmet and armor, only to be met with laughter from the group. They''d tease one another about the chaos of the battle.


    By the sixth week, the real challenge arrived¡ªthe culmination of all his current session of training, the ultimate test.


    Atlas stood at the center of the field, surrounded by low hills. He had no idea what he would face, only that this would be anything he''d encountered before.


    The only clue he had? This was his first.


    Suddenly, he felt it, a massive surge of elemental particles, moving with terrifying force from one side.


    What?! This is too strong!


    Before he could even react, something enormous, fast, and overwhelmingly powerful struck him like a battering ram.


    The impact sent him hurtling through the air, slamming him into the arena''s terrain wall with devastating speed. His body embedded into the surface, leaving cracks spidering out from the point of impact.


    Damn!


    But, This is it! This is what I''ve been training for!

 Chapter 85 - Moltencrusher

    "What kind of monster is that?!"Atlas barely had time to pull himself free from where he was stuck against the side of the hill. Before he could move, another force¡ªunbelievably strong¡ªslammed into him!


    "D-D-DAMN!"


    "Urgh¡­"


    His body crumpled under the impact. His ribs... they were probably shattered by now. Blood poured from his mouth as he coughed violently.


    He struggled to free himself, only to realize something massive had grabbed hold of him. Whatever it was, it ripped him away from the hillside with terrifying strength.


    Even with his body screaming in pain, his hand clung to his spear. Desperate, he jabbed wildly at whatever was holding him, hoping to pierce it. Panic surged through his mind.


    What the hell kind of monster has hands this big?!


    Before he could make sense of what was happening, the creature hurled him through the air. He shot toward the ground like a comet.


    OARGH!!!


    The impact was devastating. Every bone in his body felt like it had shattered. It was as if all his insides were trying to force their way out through his mouth. The pain was blinding, overwhelming.


    Get up. I have to get up!


    He told himself, forcing his broken body to move.


    He knew he couldn''t stay down, no matter how impossible it felt.


    But no! No! Hell no!


    His body was grabbed again, and once more, he was slammed into the ground with overwhelming force!


    OARGHGG!


    He was flung mercilessly, his body crashing over and over again. There was no room for resistance¡ªhe was utterly powerless against an assault of this magnitude. His opponent was clearly a massive monster, towering and powerful, its hand so large it could easily grip him like a mere toy.


    This time, Atlas forced himself to rise faster. He couldn''t afford to stay down. Not now.


    Channeling his energy, he cloaked his body in the Water Element, summoning protective strength from the ground beneath him. He spun his spear rapidly, scattering elemental particles in all directions, creating a shimmering veil of energy.


    Move!


    He darted to the right at full speed, not knowing what lay in that direction but desperate to escape the monster''s reach.


    Yet, before he could gain any distance, another attack came, slamming toward the exact spot where he had just stood.


    It became clear¡ªthis wasn''t just random destruction.


    Does this monster have a weapon?


    "Damn it!"


    Was that a club? A massive one at that. If it hit him, he''d be completely obliterated.


    Atlas knew his body was badly injured, but staying still wasn''t an option. If he stopped moving, he would lose.


    He kept running, dodging with every ounce of strength he had whenever the wild elemental particles around him began to shift.


    In a state like this, he had completely switched into survival mode, alternating between analyzing the movements of the elemental particles and relying purely on his instincts.


    Every so often, he used his spear to probe for incoming attacks, testing the air for changes that signaled danger. At the very least, if a direct hit was imminent, he could position himself to avoid taking even more devastating damage.


    Nearly an entire day had passed. All Atlas had been doing was running and dodging, over and over again.


    He had been relentlessly targeting the monster''s ankle, hoping to reduce its mobility.


    Atlas was certain he had struck that spot countless times, but the monster''s enormous size and near-impenetrable defense made it feel like he was chipping away at a mountain. Progress was painstakingly slow and required endless repetition.


    He just kept running, tirelessly evading the crushing blows aimed at him. Yet, through sheer persistence, he started to notice the results of his attacks. The area around the monster''s ankle seemed to be weakening, the force of its movements losing a fraction of their impact.


    Atlas had also begun to pick up on the monster''s attack patterns. Based on its behavior, it was likely a troll or a giant. Probably more of a troll, judging by its approximate height¡ªaround 350 cm (11''6"). Its massive hands and the stone club it wielded only added to its overwhelming presence.


    The real danger, however, was that stone club. One direct hit from that, and it would be over for him.


    To avoid this, Atlas kept moving, spinning his spear as he ran to scatter waves of elemental particles in every direction. These particles served as both a shield and a distraction, giving him precious seconds to dodge the troll''s relentless attacks.


    Each time there was a sudden movement, he would immediately dart away to avoid it.


    Once again, his body was hurled violently through the air. He tumbled, nearly losing his grip on his spear, but quickly repositioned himself. Another attack was coming¡ªhe could feel it.


    Now!


    The monster seemed to be about to land another crushing blow, but Atlas reacted faster. With precision and speed, he pivoted sharply, dashing to the side just in time to evade the attack.


    In one fluid motion, he spun and launched his counterattack.


    [Elite - Flurry of Spears Lv. 2]


    His spear moved with blinding speed, delivering a rapid series of strikes to the monster''s target point. Atlas could feel the impact resonate through the weapon¡ªhis attacks had landed directly on their mark.


    Without waiting, he retreated to another position, putting as much distance as possible between himself and the monster to avoid a direct counterstrike.


    From the very beginning, Atlas had resolved to see this challenge through to the end. He wasn''t going to stop until he defeated his opponent.


    That determination was why he took every opportunity to eat and drink from the supplies provided to him during the battle. Grabbing a water bottle, he secured it near his helmet, spraying water over his face to wash away the blood before taking a long drink.


    Next, he grabbed a handful of dried meat. He had no choice but to eat¡ªit wasn''t a luxury; it was survival. He was only human, after all. Without proper sustenance, his body wouldn''t be able to regenerate, and he could very well die from exhaustion.


    Renewed, Atlas moved faster, his strategy sharpening. He had practically mapped out the entire arena by now¡ªhe knew where to leap onto the hill walls, where to maneuver for cover, and most importantly, where the monster''s movements were concentrated.


    Each time he spun his spear and sent waves of elemental particles radiating outwards, it wasn''t just an attack¡ªit was a makeshift radar, allowing him to detect his opponent''s position and actions.


    The tactic worked well, giving him a vital edge in this grueling battle.


    Day two!


    Atlas now had a way to track how long he had been fighting, using the intervals between his water breaks as a makeshift timer. He was certain this marked the second day of his grueling battle.


    One thing he couldn''t help but marvel at was how in the world he had managed to survive a prolonged fight like this without any real rest.


    Well, this isn''t exactly an easy fight.


    He had to carefully manage his momentum¡ªtiming when to unleash his skills and when to retreat, conserving his stamina for the moments that mattered most.


    There!


    He darted away once more, narrowly avoiding the monster''s attack. With precision born from experience, he countered swiftly.


    [Elite - Flurry of Spears Lv. 2]


    A direct hit!


    This time, the monster fell. Without wasting a second, Atlas dashed forward, targeting its face and neck with a rapid series of strikes. S§×arch* The N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Spinning his spear with deadly speed, he pressed the advantage. But the monster wasn''t finished yet¡ªit swung at him, a retaliation that could crush him in an instant.


    Atlas dodged, planting his spear firmly as he maneuvered to keep his position. Gritting his teeth, he aimed for its face again, delivering several more strikes with relentless force.


    He had dealt significant damage, but it still wasn''t enough. The cycle of attacks and dodges repeated endlessly, testing every ounce of his endurance.


    Until¡ªfinally¡ªon the third day, Atlas noticed something different. His opponent was beginning to falter.


    Seizing the moment, Atlas leapt high into the air, landing squarely on the monster''s shoulder. It struggled to lift its massive stone club, giving Atlas the perfect opening.


    With unrelenting force, he struck over and over again with his spear.


    And then¡ªfinally¡ªthe monster collapsed, crashing heavily to the ground.


    Atlas dropped to his knees, panting for breath. The sheer exhaustion of the battle weighed on him, but a faint smile crossed his face as realization set in.


    He had won.

 Chapter 86 - Elemental Spear Mastery

    Atlas had won!"Ha... ha ha ha!"


    Laughter bubbled up from deep within him. He pulled off his helmet, letting the cool air hit his sweat-drenched face.


    Before him lay the massive body of the Orc, its enormous form riddled with cracks that glowed faintly with fire. The stone club it had wielded shimmered with the same fiery aura.


    A notification flashed in his vision:


    [You have killed Elite Moltencrusher Lv. 53]


    [You obtained Emberguard Band]


    [...]


    [You received 26,445 Exp]


    [Exp: 180,231/217,396]


    [Level: 49]


    [You have successfully completed the challenge. You have earned your rewards.]


    [Common - Piercing Thrust leveled up to 8]


    [Common - Sweeping Strike leveled up to 6]


    [Common - Defensive Stance leveled up to 9]


    [Common - Ground Slam leveled up to 6]


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    [Elite - Flurry of Spears leveled up to 3]


    [Epic - Inferno Fortitude (Passive) leveled up to 2]


    Atlas began reviewing the notifications that appeared in his vision one by one. The battle had earned him several skill level-ups, each one a major boost to his abilities. But what caught his attention the most was a special item he had received: the Emberguard Band.


    It was a bracelet, heavy and etched with glowing runes. He slipped it onto his left wrist, feeling the heat pulse faintly against his skin. Before continuing, he checked the item''s detailed effects:


    [Emberguard Band]


    [A heavy, rune-inscribed bracelet that radiates heat, reinforcing the wearer''s durability.]


    [Molten Endurance: Reduces stamina consumption by 15% when under attack.]


    [Blazing Resilience: Grants a 20% resistance to fire-based attacks and reduces damage from burning effects.]


    [Lava Shield Pulse: Releases a small AoE pulse of fire every 10 seconds when surrounded by three or more enemies, dealing minor fire damage and pushing attackers back slightly.]


    "Wow," Atlas muttered, admiring the bracelet. The combination of stamina conservation, fire resistance, and area-of-effect damage made it an incredible asset.


    Atlas also unlocked several new talents and skills.


    [You have successfully evolved Perfect Rhythm (A) into a New Talent: Elemental Spear Mastery (S)]


    [Elemental Spear Mastery (S)]


    [The spear becomes a conduit for elemental power, amplifying the user''s combat prowess and instincts. Every strike, motion, and defense flows seamlessly with the surrounding elemental forces, creating an unstoppable rhythm in battle.]


    Another Rank-S talent! He couldn''t help but smile, satisfied with the extraordinary talent he had just unlocked. While it was still centered around his spear, he didn''t mind.


    If he ever wanted to learn other weapon types in the future, he could still train this talent and potentially evolve it into something more versatile.


    Over the past few weeks, his spear had been his lifeline. From endurance runs to practicing attack patterns, and even in real battles against monsters, the spear had been an extension of himself. By combining all of that with his elemental power, it was no surprise that this talent had finally taken form.


    [You have unlock new skill Epic-grade Resonant Spear Field (Passive Skill)


    [The spear creates a resonant energy field during combat, amplifying elemental effects and providing subtle enhancements to the user.]


    [Increases elemental damage by 15% for spear attacks.]


    [Allies within a 10-meter radius gain a +5% evasion and defense boost while the spear field is active.]


    [The field adapts to the active element:]


    [Fire: Boosts allied attack speed by 10%.]


    [Water: Gradually restores stamina.]


    [Air: Increases allied movement speed.]


    [Earth: Reduces incoming damage by 10%.]


    He even unlocked a new skill. And, this one turned out to be a passive skill!


    The beauty of passive skills was their sheer efficiency. They consumed no mana and less stamina compared to active skills and didn''t require deliberate activation¡ªthey triggered automatically, adapting to the user''s situation.


    What made this particular skill even more incredible was that it didn''t just affect him; it also extended its benefits to any allies nearby.


    Atlas couldn''t help but notice how much his bond with Morganna and Lyrassa had influenced the kinds of skills and talents he''d been unlocking lately.


    [You have unlocked a new skill. Epic-grade Elemental Spear Resonance (Passive Skill)]


    [Synchronizes the user''s elemental mastery with the spear, creating a deep bond that empowers both weapon and wielder.]


    [The spear passively radiates an aura of elemental energy, enhancing elemental crit damage by 15%.]


    [Successful dodges, and parries release a minor elemental pulse, damaging and staggering enemies within 5 meters.]


    [While holding the spear, stamina regeneration increases by 10%.]


    Another incredible skill! And once again, it was a passive skill!


    This was an upgrade to several abilities he had gained, combined into something extraordinary. This passive skill significantly increased his damage output potential while also providing a massive boost to his stamina regeneration.


    It was clear that the stamina-focused training Atlas had dedicated himself to was paying off in a big way. The relentless runs, the grueling drills, and the continuous sparring had not only improved his endurance but also directly influenced the type of skills he was unlocking.


    [you have unlocked a new skill. Epic-grade Crystalline Spear Flow (Passive Skill)]


    [Enhances the spear with water and ice elements, focusing on precision and control.]


    [Spear strikes slow enemies by 10%, stacking up to 30%.]


    [Successful hits create a small shield of ice around the user, absorbing 5% of incoming damage for 5 seconds.]


    [The shield regenerates after 10 seconds of inactivity.]


    And yet another Epic-grade skill!


    This time, the skill was infused with water and ice elements. It seemed this development was a direct result of Atlas frequently using water-based abilities during his training. Over time, his water skills had naturally advanced, branching into the Ice Element.


    Water had always been his basic common element, with the highest affinity. Because of this, unlocking this skill felt like a natural evolution, one that came with the most potential for growth.


    Atlas scanned through the notifications one last time, ensuring he hadn''t missed anything.


    After taking a moment to compose himself, Atlas decided to review his overall status.


    He knew for certain that his total stat points had increased drastically.

 Chapter 87 - Mountain Leaper Bands

    [Name: Atlas Blackthorn][Level: 49]


    [Strength: 219 | Agility: 125 | Intelligence: 72 | Constitution: 126 | Stamina: 132]


    [Available Stat Points: 30]


    [Job: The Lord]


    [Class: Warrior]


    [Ironclad Will (S) - Tactical Awareness (A) - Instinctual Command (A) - Elemental Spear Mastery (S) - Elemental Dominion (S) - Commanding Presence (S) - Bloodbound Vigor (S)]


    Atlas reviewed his 30 available stat points and thought of how to allocate them. Yet, the real highlight of his current stats wasn''t just those points¡ªit was the staggering total stat points he had accumulated.


    At level 49, his total stat points had reached an impressive 674. This was nothing short of extraordinary progress!


    His rigorous training over the past few months had unlocked much of his latent potential, earning him bonus stat points at an accelerated pace. The focused and relentless nature of his training clearly paid off.


    Was achieving this kind of progress easy?


    Not at all. This was still the early phase of his journey, and there was a long road ahead. But the boost from his bond with Morganna and Lyrassa had given him a significant edge, propelling his growth far beyond what would typically be expected.


    Atlas knew he was far from perfect¡ªthere were still countless skills to master, challenges to face, and lessons to learn. Yet, he had built a solid foundation, one strong enough to carry him through his next major milestone: level 50 and his class advancement.


    It wouldn''t take much more. A few more battles, and he''d be there.


    Atlas had already refined his talents and deepened his affinity with multiple elements over the past three months. This groundwork would play a crucial role in determining the type and grade of the class he''d achieve.


    There''s still time.


    A few more weeks of preparation. His goal now was clear: to reduce the time it took to defeat the massive troll with the stone club. Instead of two grueling days, he needed to bring that down to something far more efficient.


    As he turned, his gaze landed on his team. Their faces lit with excitement.


    They returned to Gacha Haven and immediately began tidying up and preparing for the usual evening session. As time went on, the team had grown closer, their interactions becoming more natural and effortless.


    Atlas took another look at his Gacha summary for the Standard Banner.


    [Standard Banner Summary:]


    [Total tickets used: 180]


    [Total Rank-A pulls: 39]


    [Total Rank-S pulls: 2]


    [Next guaranteed Rank-A in 10 pulls]


    [Next guaranteed Rank-S in 20 pulls]


    He noted that the remaining standard tickets in his possession would guarantee at least one Rank-S pull! Of course, he was hoping for more than just one¡ªthere was no shame in being a little greedy, after all.


    Tonight, he planned to finish off the rest of his standard tickets.


    Finally, these tickets will be gone for good.


    There were still standart characters and standard weapons he hadn''t managed to acquire yet, so this was a chance he couldn''t pass up.


    However, one concern remained: so far, he hadn''t figured out a way to obtain more standard tickets, except for exchanging Arcane Shards to buy them.


    But he wasn''t about to waste his shards on those. No, Arcane Shards were far too valuable¡ªthey were better spent on exclusive tickets, which offered far more worthwhile rewards.


    Atlas took a deep breath as he stood on the stage, now rebuilt to be sturdier and more spacious. The area was beautifully adorned with flowers and trees.


    Atlas grinned as he held up his 10 standard tickets. Every eye was on him, anticipation building. Finally, it was time.


    With a confident toss, he threw the tickets into the air!


    They spun rapidly, glowing as they transformed one by one.


    Purple!


    "Fire!!!!"


    The first pull was purple.


    Brown, Brown, Purple!


    "Fire!"


    Another purple¡ªthis was already looking good!


    Brown, Brown, Brown, Brown.


    A sigh of disappointment rippled through the crowd, but two purples were still a solid result.


    Then the ninth ticket began to change color, taking its time. A suspenseful hush fell over the group. Slowly, the glow intensified¡ª


    RED!


    "Finally!"


    "Give me a good chant!" Atlas laughed, practically shouting in excitement.


    "Yes!"


    "Finally!"


    "RED!"


    The final ticket took even longer to reveal its color, the delay stretching everyone''s patience.


    "Oh, come on," Atlas muttered, his heart pounding.


    Could it be...?


    The glow deepened, and the crowd erupted as it turned¡ª


    RED!


    "Finally!"


    "Yes! Two purples and TWO reds!"


    This was by far the best pull he''d ever had¡ªtwo Rank-S rewards in a single batch.


    Atlas paused for a moment, letting his euphoria settle. Two Rank-S pulls¡ªit was going to be an incredible night.


    Starting with the Rank-B items, he quickly organized and stored them neatly into his inventory. Then came the first Rank-A item.


    He reached out, touching the glowing ticket as it floated before him. It shimmered, vibrating slightly before shooting forward in an intricate display.


    Atlas stepped back, watching as the light coalesced into something unique. When it returned to its stationary position, he saw it clearly¡ªa bracelet?


    It was sleek and black. Intrigued, Atlas reached out and grabbed the item to inspect it more closely.


    [You have received Rank-A Item: Mountain Leaper Bands] S§×ar?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [Boosts jump height and landing resistance.]


    "Boost jump?" he murmured, curious.


    Without hesitation, he strapped the bracelet on right hand.


    "My Lord, what''s that item?" a few voices called out from the crowd.


    Atlas just smiled and crouched slightly, gauging how high he might be able to jump. Then, with a small leap¡ª


    "Whoa!"


    He jumped several times higher than usual, his excitement growing with each leap.


    Testing it further, he performed a series of jumps, gradually increasing his power with each attempt. He carefully gauged the height, becoming more confident with every motion.


    Finally, feeling ready, he crouched deeper, channeling his strength, and¡­ launched himself into a powerful jump!


    His body shot into the air, soaring rapidly upward, the ground disappearing beneath him.


    For a moment, panic set in as he realized just how high he was soaring. But then he remembered¡ªthe bracelet also reduced the impact of his landings. Relaxing, he allowed himself to take in the breathtaking view.


    Suspended high above his island, Atlas had a vantage point unlike anything he''d experienced before. From up here, he could see everything¡ªhis structures, the troops gathered in the central area, others scattered about tending to various tasks. Some were eating alone, while a few had already fallen asleep beneath the trees.


    A smile spread across his face. This was the first time he''d seen his domain like this, and it filled him with a sense of pride and calm.


    With gravity pulling him back down, Atlas angled his body toward the stage, adjusting as best he could to land near the center.


    He hit the platform with a solid thud, the impact cracking the stage slightly under his weight.


    Grinning sheepishly, he realized that Mira was definitely going to scold him for this. But when he looked out at his troops, he was met with enthusiastic applause. Even Mira, instead of being upset, was clapping with a bright smile.


    Atlas couldn''t help but laugh.


    The first Rank-A item was undeniably incredible. The Mountain Leaper Bands would be very useful in battle, granting him maneuverability. With the enhanced jump boost, he could easily reposition himself, gain superior vantage points, and evade enemy attacks with precision.


    But the night was far from over. There was still another Rank-A pull to claim, two Rank-S pulls waiting in line, and even 10 more standard tickets to burn through.

 Chapter 88 - Wavebreaker Spear

    Atlas moved on to the next Rank-A ticket. He touched it briefly, feeling it pulse with energy. The ticket grew brighter, expanding in size until the glow faded, revealing¡­A cloak?


    He picked up the item to inspect it.


    [You have received Rank-A Item: Mana Glider Cloak]


    [Enables short bursts of flight using mana.]


    "A Mana Glider Cloak? Interesting."


    The cloak had a modern design, complete with long sleeves and an attached hood that blended seamlessly with its structure. Without hesitation, Atlas slipped it on.


    "Wait¡­" he muttered.


    Wouldn''t this pair perfectly with the jumping booster bracelet I just got?


    Curious and eager, Atlas decided to test the new combination.


    He explained the cloak''s functionality to the others, who responded with as much enthusiasm as he had.


    The synergy between the two items was obvious¡ªit was a match made for aerial dominance. S~ea??h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Crouching slightly, Atlas prepared to leap.


    This time, he pushed off with full force.


    His body surged upward, the ground trembling slightly from the powerful thrust. He rocketed into the sky, just as he had before, only now with even greater intensity.


    "Woah!" he exclaimed, still amazed by the height.


    Mid-air, he activated the Mana Glider Cloak''s ability.


    A surge of power coursed through him as the cloak''s mana burst into action, lifting him further into the air.


    The sensation was disorienting at first, and he wobbled slightly, struggling to balance. The back of the cloak flared open, glowing with a silvery burst of energy that shimmered in the night.


    How long can this cloak sustain flight?


    He floated in the air, experimenting with the glide as he circled above the area. After about 8 to 10 seconds, the mana began to fade. The silvery glow dimmed, and gravity took hold once again.


    This time, instead of landing back on the stage, Atlas found himself plummeting toward the group of troops seated nearby.


    "Look out!" someone shouted, and they scrambled to move, clutching their plates of food as they darted out of the way.


    Atlas hit the ground with a heavy thud, crouching to absorb the impact. While he felt the force of the landing in his legs, it wasn''t nearly as painful as it could have been¡ªthanks to the bracelet and his own resilience.


    Looking up, he saw his troops staring at him in half-shock. Then, slowly, laughter bubbled up among them.


    Atlas scratched the back of his head. "Guess I still need some practice."


    Nice! Two perfect Rank-A items!


    Atlas grinned as he stepped back onto the stage, ready for the next big reveal¡ªthe first Rank-S pull of the night.


    Excitement buzzed through the crowd as everyone''s eyes locked on him. Atlas could feel their energy, their anticipation, fueling his own.


    He reached out and touched the floating ticket.


    Silence.


    Then, suddenly, the sound of crashing waves filled the air, followed by the rhythmic patter of rain. The crowd glanced around in awe, trying to locate the source of the sounds.


    From the ticket, a massive surge of water burst forth, cascading like waves in every direction. The water spiraled upward, gathering into a distinct shape as it shimmered with ethereal light.


    "What is that?" someone murmured.


    The watery form began to solidify, its shimmering surface rippling as it took shape. Slowly, it revealed something long and slender¡ªsomething that resembled a staff.


    "A spear?!"


    As the water receded, it revealed a stunning spear¡ªsleek and elegant, with a dark, obsidian-like surface etched with glowing blue wave patterns that seemed to flow like a living current. At the tip, two arcs of water-like energy spiraled outward, forming twin prongs that gave it the appearance of a trident.


    Damn! Yes!


    "It''s a spear! A freaking Rank-S spear!"


    Without hesitation, Atlas grabbed the weapon.


    The moment his fingers wrapped around the shaft, a powerful current surged from the spear, flowing up his arm and into his body. He gasped as the elemental energy enveloped him completely, a far stronger than water elemental skill he''d wielded before.


    The crowd watched in stunned silence as Atlas stood there, water swirling around him in a dazzling display.


    Atlas''s heart raced as he quickly scanned the details of the spear.


    [You have received Rank-S Weapon: (Legendary-grade) Wavebreaker Spear]


    When he saw the grade, his jaw dropped.


    "A Legendary-grade spear?!"


    Hell! No way!


    Barely able to contain his excitement, Atlas dove into the skill details of the spear.


    [Wavebreaker Spear]


    [Grade: Legendary]


    [Stamina +200


    Constitution +200


    Strength +200


    Water Elemental Damage +30%]


    [Skills:]


    [Ocean''s Wrath (Active):


    Unleash the sea''s fury with this devastating move! It generates five enormous waves that crash down on your enemies, dealing 200% physical damage and 200% water elemental damage each. The waves also slow down enemies by 20%, making them easier to catch.]


    Ocean''s Wrath!


    The details of mana usage and cooldowns weren''t fully explained, but he knew that the skill would become more effective as the user mastered it through experience.


    The description alone was enough to ignite his excitement. The skill would generate powerful waves that crash down on enemies, slowing their movements and giving the wielder a tactical advantage.


    Just reading about it made him eager to test it out.


    But this wasn''t the right place for such a demonstration.


    [Sea of Storms (Active):


    Call forth 100 water spears from the sky to strike random enemies near the caster. Each spear deals 50% physical damage and 50% water elemental damage. These spears drench your foes, making them feel like they''re drowning. The onslaught lasts for 5 seconds, ensuring no one escapes unscathed.]


    The next skill was Sea of Storms.


    This ability would generate 100 water spears from the sky, raining destruction down on enemies.


    Even though the spear was primarily a close-range weapon, its first two skills showcased powerful area effects. The spear''s capabilities were designed to compensate for the typical shortcomings of melee combat, allowing its wielder to dominate in both close quarters and large-scale engagements.


    Atlas couldn''t help but grin. Both Ocean''s Wrath and Sea of Storms were perfectly suited for battles against large numbers of foes, making the weapon an ideal choice for someone with his role as a Lord.


    [Oceanic Blessing (Passive Skill):


    Envelop yourself with a blessing from the ocean''s depths, boosting your water affinity. Your attacks will ignore 50% of the enemy''s defense, and you''ll take 20% less damage from all sources.


    Additionally, there''s a small chance to summon a spear from the ocean to deal an extra 200% damage, and each attack slows the target''s attack speed by 20% for 0.5 seconds.]


    And then, the third skill: Oceanic Blessing.


    This was the ability that wrapped him in the protective embrace of water elemental energy. It was a passive skill that allowed him to ignore 50% of his target''s defense.


    "Damn," Atlas whispered. "Overpowered."


    But that wasn''t all. The skill also gave his attacks a chance to deal additional damage and slow the target further, making it a devastating combination of offense and utility. This spear was, without a doubt, an extraordinary weapon.


    Atlas felt a surge of curiosity and excitement bubbling up. Should he head to Flare Peak right away to test the spear? Or should he stay and open the last Rank-S ticket first?


    He glanced at the glowing ticket waiting for him. Decisions, decisions.

 Chapter 89 - Oceans Wrath

    Atlas stored the Legendary-grade Wavebreaker Spear in his inventory, forcing himself to hold back his excitement. After all, he still had one more ticket to open. Surely, this last pull would be just as thrilling.Taking a deep breath, he glanced at the crowd. His thoughts swirled with anticipation.


    A character would be fantastic¡ªboosting the team''s strength is always a win. Then again, a weapon would be just as valuable, especially with so many options for who could wield it.


    He reached out and touched the floating ticket.


    The ticket vibrated slightly, then began to pulse rhythmically. It trembled for a moment before¡ª


    A sudden surge of water erupted from the card, spiraling upward and gathering into a swirling mass.


    "Another water-based item?" Atlas wondered, watching the liquid shift and solidify.


    The water coalesced into a round shape, roughly the size of a watermelon.


    Then, as the excess droplets fell away, the object''s form became clear¡ªit was an egg.


    The egg looked almost glass-like, its smooth surface reflecting faint, shimmering colors.


    [You have received Rank-S Item: Azure-Touched Egg]


    "An egg?" Atlas muttered.


    He hadn''t known items like this¡ªneither a character nor a weapon¡ªcould come from the standard banner.


    Still, there were no complaints. Something new always meant fresh possibilities. He reached out and touched the egg.


    It was warm to the touch. Thin, vein-like patterns of glowing light pulsed gently across its surface, giving the impression that something inside was alive and reacting to the surrounding mana.


    [A mysterious egg infused with a strong connection to elemental forces. It radiates an ancient, calming energy. What lies within is unknown, but the egg reacts strongly to mana, hinting that it must be nurtured with mana to awaken.]


    Atlas glanced at his elite subordinates, silently inviting their input. Surprisingly, the first to respond was Lyrassa.


    The girl gracefully floated toward him. She landed lightly beside him.


    "Do you know what this is?" Atlas asked, holding the egg up slightly.


    "My Lord¡­" Lyrassa replied softly, her tone gentle as she nodded. "It is¡­ the cradle of a soul born from nature''s purest essence. A vessel where Mana and life intertwine, awaiting rebirth."


    Atlas furrowed his brow, "What?"


    "It is an egg of a Spirit Beast," Lyrassa confirmed.


    "Ahh¡­ that''s cool."


    "Yes, My Lord," Lyrassa added with a serene smile.


    Atlas grinned, understanding now what needed to be done. All he had to do was supply Mana to the egg¡ªit was that simple. In time, it would hatch, and he''d finally have a pet of his own.


    "How long will it take?" he asked.


    Lyrassa paused, inspecting the egg closely. "It is near the end of its dormancy. It could take¡­ perhaps one week, My Lord."


    "Good," Atlas said with a broad grin. The thought of waiting for years had briefly crossed his mind, and he was glad to hear it wouldn''t be that long.


    He chuckled to himself, already imagining the new companion that would soon join his ranks.


    Atlas paused for a moment, deciding to hold off on using his remaining 10 standard tickets. Instead, he stepped onto the teleportation pad and activated it, opening a portal to Flare Peak.


    It was nighttime, but here, the distinction between day and night was almost meaningless. The skies were perpetually dark, with thick clouds hanging ominously above, and the fiery glow of lava casting a crimson hue across the barren landscape.


    From his inventory, Atlas withdrew the Wavebreaker Spear. The spear pulsed with water elemental energy, sending a cool, refreshing surge of water coursing through his hands and up his arms.


    He could feel the spear''s power, almost as though it were alive and syncing with him.


    Taking a few steps away from the others, Atlas spun the spear experimentally, testing its balance.


    Behind him, Baldric, Edrik, and Kurogasa followed closely, observing his every move.


    One thing stood out immediately¡ªthis spear was heavy. In fact, Atlas estimated it was at least five times heavier than the Fang of Infernos. It made sense for a Legendary-grade weapon to have such weight. The power it offered came with the demand for equal strength and skill.


    After putting some distance between himself and the others, Atlas took a firm stance, preparing to test the weapon''s two skills.


    The Spear comes with three skills: two active and one passive. Interestingly, both active skills are area-based attacks. Truly remarkable! sea??h th§× NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He observed the mana flow within the spear carefully. Using these skills would draw on his mana reserves, and though every awakener had their limits, experience and training could gradually lower the mana cost and improve cooldown efficiency.


    Atlas paused to assess his stats. His Intelligence wasn''t exactly impressive¡ªit ranked among his lowest attributes¡ªbut since the spear was a melee weapon, its mana demands likely wouldn''t compare to those of magic-centric users.


    It should be manageable, he thought with confidence.


    Turning to the three who had followed him, Atlas caught their gaze. Each of them nodded silently.


    "Alright," he said, gripping the spear tightly, "let''s see what this can do."


    The first skill unleashed powerful waves of water, surging forward to crash against the land with relentless force.


    Atlas lifted the spear high above his head, narrowing his focus and channeling his will into the weapon. With a firm command, he activated its ability.


    [Ocean''s Wrath (Active) activated.]


    Immediately, he felt his heart pound fiercely in his chest¡ªa natural response as mana surged from the human core, which resided in the heart. The flow of mana was intense, almost overwhelming, as faint blue elemental particles materialized around him, swirling with incredible speed and energy.


    Then, as if guided by magic itself, a massive surge of water appeared before him, rising high into the air like a towering wave.


    With tremendous force, the wave surged forward, crashing across the ground in several successive waves. The skill''s power was undeniable¡ªeach wave swept across the land, clashing with the molten magma and releasing thick clouds of steam as water and fire collided.


    Magnificent.


    Atlas stood back, watching the display with awe. The sheer destructive beauty of the skill left no doubt in his mind¡ªthis was a weapon designed for warfare.


    The area damage and slowing effect it would inflict on enemies made it a perfect tool for large-scale battles. The first skill alone was a testament to the spear''s purpose: overwhelming strength and absolute control over the battlefield.


    Atlas wasted no time and prepared to test the next skill. Raising the spear and focusing his energy, he activated the ability:


    [Sea of Storms (Active) activated.]


    The moment the skill was triggered, Atlas felt a surge of mana rush through him, spiraling upward as if drawn toward the heavens. The air around him grew dense, charged with a powerful energy.


    Then it began¡ªa sudden, dramatic shift in the atmosphere.


    From the dark, ash-laden sky, shimmering blue magic circles began to form. Water spears took shape.


    And then, they descended.


    The spears rained down with unerring precision, striking seemingly random points around Atlas, as though directed by an invisible will. Each impact unleashed a tremendous splash, sending rippling shockwaves across the earth. One by one, they crashed in a relentless cascade.


    Atlas watched the scene in awe¡ªit was absolutely breathtaking. It was like a rainstorm of water spears relentlessly pounding the ground.


    The magma beneath each strike hissed and sizzled upon contact, sending up thick clouds of steam that quickly engulfed the area in a swirling mist.


    This skill wasn''t just an attack¡ªit was a storm of destruction, perfect for overwhelming groups of enemies with its relentless precision. It was yet another tool that showcased the spear''s dominance in large-scale combat.


    Atlas lowered the spear slightly, breathing heavily but grinning.


    "Incredible," he murmured.


    Satisfied with the results of the skills, Atlas turned to face the others.


    "Atlas¡­ yes, hahaha," Baldric said, as if he could read Atlas''s thoughts.


    "Are you sure?" Atlas asked, raising an eyebrow.


    "Yes," Baldric replied confidently. "It''s a brilliant elemental combination, and I''m certain you''re the perfect one to wield it. I''m sure it will be something cool."


    Nodding, Atlas reached into his inventory and pulled out the item he''d drawn from the gacha some time ago.


    [Rank-A Item: Lightning Infusion Crystal]


    [Adds lightning damage when applied to a weapon or increases lightning resistance when applied to armor.]

 Chapter 90 - Lightning Breaker Awakens

    "Getting two basic elements in one weapon is already rare enough, let alone three. Hah!" Baldric said with a grin, watching as Atlas prepared to apply the Lightning Infusion Crystal to the Legendary-grade spear."This is going to be something extraordinary!" he added with a hearty laugh. "Hahaha!"


    Edrik chimed in next. "I''d like to add my perspective here," he said, drawing Atlas''s attention.


    "Lightning," Edrik began, "is an element born from the combination of Fire and Air. It''s not exactly an easy mix to work with for most people."


    He paused for a moment before continuing. "Now imagine this¡ªWater, Fire, and Air all fused into a single weapon. If the user doesn''t have an affinity for all three elements, the potential of the weapon would be difficult to fully utilize."


    Atlas nodded. He had initially worried that adding too many elements might reduce the weapon''s overall effectiveness.


    "With your situation," Edrik explained, "since Water is your highest elemental affinity, it will influence and enhance both Fire and Air over time. Think of it as a synergy that boosts their growth alongside your progress. And because the spear will be your main weapon, all three elements will naturally integrate into your combat style. As Fire and Air affinities increase, your Lightning elemental damage will also receive a proportional boost."


    Atlas''s lips curled into a small smile as he nodded again. "Sounds interesting."


    Edrik added with a knowing grin, "By doing this, you''ll also essentially lock the weapon''s full potential to yourself, Atlas. I mean, no one else will be able to wield it as effectively as you can."


    Atlas wasted no time and applied the infusion crystal.


    [Applying the Lightning Infusion Crystal to the Legendary-grade Wavebreaker Spear...]


    The crystal vibrated intensely, releasing surges of electric energy that coursed through his hand and arm. It was as if the spear''s water energy reached out, absorbing the crystal into itself. Lightning crackled and spread across the spear, intertwining with its essence.


    Moments later, Atlas could feel both lightning and water merging seamlessly within him, resonating with the Oceanic Blessing passive skill embedded in the spear.


    [Infusion successful! The Wavebreaker Spear will now channel lightning when attacking, adding Lightning damage to all skills used.]


    A satisfied smile spread across Atlas''s face as he admired the transformation.


    "As you continue to wield this spear, there''s a good chance its skills will evolve further, Atlas," Edrik said.


    Atlas felt a surge of motivation as he admired his newly upgraded spear. It was absolutely incredible.


    He spun the spear in his hands, watching as trails of water and crackling lightning danced in its wake. The sight was mesmerizing, and he couldn''t help but wonder how the skills would look when cast.


    Gripping the spear firmly, he decided to test its abilities. But just as he began to channel energy, a sharp pang shot through his chest. His hand instinctively went to his heart.


    Kurogasa stepped forward with measured concern.


    "My Lord, your mana efficiency is still far from optimal. For now, I would suggest limiting your use of each skill to just once within a short period."


    Atlas nodded. He realized he still had much to work on, not just in wielding the spear but also in refining other aspects of his abilities. This experience reinforced the importance of careful planning for stat point allocation in the future.


    "Should we move on to mana training soon, Kurogasa?" he asked after a moment.


    Kurogasa shook his head gently.


    "My Lord, while training your mana would certainly improve your ability to use skills more effectively, it''s not the most efficient focus right now. At this stage, it would be better to concentrate on building your physical strength, enhancing your elemental efficiency, and perfecting your spear techniques. These areas will deliver greater benefits, especially as you near the milestone of obtaining your advanced class."


    Atlas nodded again, digesting the advice. He tested the spear with a series of strikes¡ªthrusts, sweeps, and slams against the ground. He could feel its impressive flexibility and the sheer power it unleashed with every movement.


    He glanced back at the group of three. "So, should I rush for level 50?"


    They fell silent for a moment before Edrik was the first to speak. "I''d say¡­ no."


    "Why?" Atlas asked with a questioning look. "I only need a few monster hunts to reach level 50."


    Kurogasa stepped in with a reply. "My Lord, I believe we need to adjust our initial plan. Now that you possess a spirit beast egg, it changes things."


    Atlas raised an eyebrow. "Does this affect my class advancement too?"


    "Yes," Kurogasa confirmed with a nod. "If you can form the contract with the spirit beast before reaching level 50, it will play a crucial role in determining your progression."


    "Interesting," Atlas replied, intrigued.


    The group quickly agreed on the plan for the coming week leading up to the final battle. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The target was clear: Atlas would stick to the rigorous training program designed by Kurogasa. However, this time, he would avoid fighting monsters entirely to ensure he didn''t gain any additional experience points. The focus was on forming the contract with the spirit beast first before pushing forward to level 50.


    The plan was set.


    The night of celebration had come to an end, and everyone returned to Gacha Haven to rest and recharge. With about two weeks left until the end of the current battle season, Atlas planned to dedicate the first week to pushing his progress before shifting his focus entirely to preparing for the final battle.


    The next morning, the group resumed their training routines. The troops had made significant progress, with many reaching levels above 45. Their training had been carefully tailored to their roles: Tankers concentrated on building endurance and stamina, melee fighters honed their combat techniques, long-range attackers worked on strategies and positioning in battle, while Mages focused on improving their magic efficiency.


    However, there was still a gap in the magic training. While Lyrassa was a magic user herself, she struggled to explain magical concepts in a way that others could easily grasp. As a result, Kurogasa took the lead in providing role-specific training to ensure everyone progressed effectively.


    As for Atlas, his focus was entirely on combat training against Sentinel Training Mannequin. This advanced robot could adjust its weapon types and levels to match its opponent, providing a perfect challenge.


    Atlas trained relentlessly, spending nearly the entire day battling the Mannequin. He used his Wavebreaker Spear in every session, aiming to boost his elemental affinity while sharpening his spear techniques.


    When break time or nightfall came, Atlas shifted his attention to the mysterious egg in his possession. Sitting quietly, he channeled his mana into it, watching as faint light pulsed from within the egg, glowing softly and vibrating rhythmically, almost as if it were breathing in response.


    What could this egg become?


    And then¡­ on the seventh day, just as Lyrassa had predicted, something happened.


    That morning, as Atlas woke up and glanced toward the egg resting on the table, he noticed its light flickering faster than usual. The faint glow pulsed rhythmically, and the egg trembled occasionally, as though something inside was trying to break free.


    Atlas immediately jumped out of bed. He rushed to the door, flung it open, and called out to the others. "Lyrassa! Everyone! Come quick!"


    It was happening.


    The egg was about to hatch!

 Chapter 91 - Arclume Drakeling

    Atlas, Lyrassa, and Edrik stood around the crackling egg as the hatching process began. From the surface of the egg, pulses of energy rippled outward, accompanied by faint sparks of lightning dancing across its shell."Looks like your hard work is paying off, Atlas," Edrik said with a grin.


    "Is that so?"


    "Yes. Judging by the elemental energy this beast is emitting, it seems to match our expectations."


    The egg began to vibrate more intensely, fine cracks spidering across its surface. Then, with a sharp sound, the top of the shell broke apart, revealing a small snout pushing through the opening.


    Moments later, a head emerged, and Atlas squinted to get a better look. The shell split further, and finally, the creature burst free, shaking itself vigorously to dislodge the remaining fragments of its egg.


    It was a lizard-like creature, sleek and agile, with glowing fins that shimmered like liquid sapphire. Vibrant blue light radiated from its body, streaked with arcs of crackling gold lightning that flared across its form.


    Creakkk¡­


    The little creature let out a soft creak, its round, curious eyes scanning the room before fixing on Atlas. It tilted its head, studying him with an innocent look.


    "So cute¡­" Lyrassa murmured, enchanted by its baby-like features.


    [Congratulations! You have successfully hatched your first spirit beast.]


    [Arclume Drakeling: A hybrid land and aquatic creature with high elemental affinity for water and air, medium affinity for lightning, and low affinity for fire.]


    Atlas couldn''t help but smile as he knelt down to get closer to the drakeling. Its small, delicate frame was undeniably adorable. As he reached out to touch its head, the creature lowered it slightly, closing its eyes in trust.


    The moment his hand made contact, sparks of electricity danced and popped across its scales, crackling softly in the air.


    "Welcome to the team," Atlas said softly.


    "You need to give it a name," Edrik said.


    Atlas paused, caught off guard. "A name?" he repeated, almost to himself.


    This was the first time he''d ever named anything, and the thought felt heavier than he''d expected.


    "A name¡­" he murmured again, his gaze drifting to the little creature before him. "Arclume Drakeling¡­" he whispered, repeating the beast''s race as if searching for inspiration.


    "What''s its gender?" Atlas muttered softly to himself, then glanced over at Lyrassa. "Do spirit beasts have genders?"


    Lyrassa chuckled at his question, an amused smile playing on her lips. "Yes, My Lord, of course they do. And this one''s male."


    Atlas nodded with a smile. "Thanks."


    "Sea, land, water, lightning¡­" His thoughts wandered, piecing together the elements that defined the creature.


    Then, almost unconsciously, he muttered, "Zefyros."


    Creakkk...


    The drakeling let out a soft sound, reacting immediately to the name. Its head tilted slightly, as if it understood and approved.


    "You like it?" Atlas asked with a smile.


    He carefully picked up the creature, lifting it in his arms. To his surprise, despite its baby-like appearance, the drakeling had a solid weight to it.


    "Zefyros, the Arclume Drakeling," he repeated, testing the name aloud once more.


    It felt right.


    Curious to know more about his new companion, Atlas quickly inspected its status, eager to see what this remarkable creature could do.


    [Name: Zefyros]


    [Level: 59]


    [Strength: 98 | Agility: 267 | Intelligence: 218 | Constitution: 89 | Stamina: 156]


    [Job: Specialized Fighter]


    And¡­ wow! For a beast that had just been born, Zefyros''s level was already higher than Atlas''s. A small smile tugged at his lips as he stared at the screen. It was incredible. He could only imagine how much further this creature would grow in the future.


    As Atlas continued to examine Zefyros''s stats, he noticed that the drakeling had dominant points in Agility and Intelligence. He paused for a moment, intrigued. This was a rather unique combination.


    With stats like these, Zefyros was clearly a beast that thrived on speed and mobility while also boasting significant potential for magic damage. The blend of traits hinted at a versatile combat style¡ªswift, precise, and devastating when striking from land or water.


    Zefyros was a creature that could live and fight equally well on land and in water. He couldn''t help but wonder just how powerful the drakeling would become if placed in an aquatic environment where its abilities could fully shine.


    It''s perfect!


    [Thundercurrent Mastery (SS) - Aqua-Volt Vitality (A) - Aquatic Sovereignty (A)]


    Even with only three talents revealed so far, Atlas''s eyes lit up when he noticed the SS rating on one of them.


    Incredible!


    [Thundercurrent Mastery: Gains natural synergy between water and lightning, amplifying the effectiveness of attacks and elemental abilities when both elements are present.]


    Yeah, sure¡­


    This talent would significantly boost Zefyros in battles involving water and lightning¡ªan ideal match for Atlas''s Wavebreaker Spear. The synergy would allow both of them to fight as a seamless, mutually enhancing duo.


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    "This one''s good too," Atlas murmured, nodding to himself.


    Zefyros''s survivability would be vastly improved in environments aligned with its natural elements.


    [Aquatic Sovereignty: Dominates aquatic territories, asserting control over lesser water creatures and the environment itself.]


    Okay¡­ this one I''ll have to test.


    The idea of Zefyros asserting dominance over water creatures and potentially shaping aquatic terrain felt both powerful and strategic.


    There was a small water body just outside their training area¡ªa stream leading into a pond. Well, it was too small to be called a lake, but it might work as a temporary testing ground for Zefyros''s aquatic talents.


    Normally, this spot was a place for troops to relax, soaking their feet in the water after grueling training sessions.


    Guess they''ll have to be a bit more careful now, Atlas thought, suppressing a laugh as he imagined the startled reactions if Zefyros let loose a bolt of lightning in the water.


    With a grin, he decided it was time to see what this drakeling could really do.


    Atlas placed Zefyros on his shoulder and stepped out of the room. As soon as he passed through the door, he was greeted by a group of eager faces.


    Their expressions lit up with excitement the moment they saw the small drakeling perched on his shoulder.


    "Hi, everyone. Let me introduce our newest team member¡ªZefyros," Atlas announced with a grin.


    Creakkk!


    "Welcome to the team, Zefyros!" someone called out.


    "Woah, so cute!" another chimed in.


    "I want to pet it!"


    "Yeah, sure, if you''re ready to be electrocuted."


    "My Lord, it''s so adorable¡­" Mira exclaimed, rushing toward Atlas with wide eyes, her face drawing closer to the little creature.


    "Want to touch it?" Atlas asked with a playful smile.


    Mira nodded eagerly and reached out to place her hand on Zefyros''s head.


    Creakkk¡­


    A small jolt of electricity sparked out, zapping her hand. Mira flinched, momentarily startled, but then chuckled. "Oh¡­ that''s so cute."


    "Come on, Mira. Let''s give our new friend a place to play," Atlas said, leading the group toward the nearby pond.


    Standing at the water''s edge, Atlas gently nudged Zefyros.


    "Go!"


    Zefyros leapt from his shoulder, diving into the pond with a splash that sent droplets flying in every direction.


    But something extraordinary happened¡ªthe water droplets hung suspended in midair, shimmering like crystal beads, as Zefyros swam gracefully below the surface. Moments later, the droplets fell back into the pond as if the spell had been lifted.


    "Wow¡­"


    "It''s magical!"


    Zefyros''s control over the surrounding water was astonishing, a clear display of its potential.


    Edrik, standing beside Atlas, leaned in and said, "I think you''re ready to form the contract now."


    "Contract?"


    "Yes. It''s how you bond with the beast."


    "Oh, I didn''t know that. How do I do it?"

 Chapter 92 - Spiritforge Haven

    Zefyros, the Arclume Drakeling Spirit Beast seemed to thoroughly enjoy himself in the pond, splashing around while some of the troops bravely dipped their feet into the water, playfully splashing at the spirit beast.Zefyros responded in kind¡ªnot just with water, but with waves that surged playfully over them, drenching everyone in the process.


    As the laughter grew, more troops joined in, turning the pond into a lively scene of fun with the newborn spirit beast. Despite his crackling electric charge, Zefyros seemed to have gained enough control to make it more tolerable for those around him.


    While the tingling shocks in the water were still noticeable, they were no longer enough to deter anyone from joining in.


    Atlas, observing from the edge of the pond, decided to join the fun. He sat at the water''s edge, dipping his feet into the cool, electrified pool, and beckoned to Zefyros with a wave of his hand. The drakeling leapt onto Atlas''s lap, its wide, curious eyes locking onto him.


    With a steady breath, Atlas nicked his fingertip with his thumbnail, allowing a single drop of blood to fall onto Zefyros''s head. As the blood landed, a faint glow of elemental particles gathered, swirling and cascading over the drakeling before sinking into its form.


    [Establishing a contract with the Spirit Beast, Arclume Drakeling...]


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    [Congratulations! The contract has been successfully created. You have bonded the Arclume Drakeling as your spirit beast contractor.]


    Atlas''s vision filled with system notifications:


    [Due to the contract, new skills have been unlocked as a result of synchronization.]


    [You have unlocked a new skill: Spiritforge Haven]


    [The contracted beast can now merge with one chosen item to act as its vessel, creating a pocket dimension for regeneration and recovery while enhancing the item''s performance.]


    [Elemental compatibility will affect the final outcome.]


    A vessel for Zefyros would not only allow the beast to recuperate but also amplify the power of a weapon or piece of equipment in ways he could only begin to imagine.


    Atlas quickly decided on the best option for where to house Zefyros. He drew the Wavebreaker Spear, its surface already beginning to shimmer with water energy and crackling electricity.


    [Applying Spiritforge Haven to Legendary-grade Wavebreaker Spear]


    The spear''s appearance shifted, the lightning crackling more fiercely, and a powerful surge of water flowing along its length.


    "Now, Zefyros, retreat to your Haven."


    Creaakkk...


    The beast dissolved into pure energy and flowed into the spear.


    Atlas stood still for a moment, spinning the spear experimentally in his hand. He immediately noticed how much lighter it felt, its movements imbued with a newfound push of vibrant energy. The enhancement from Zefyros'' essence wasn''t just cosmetic¡ªit significantly amplified the weapon''s potential.


    With this fusion, he could now channel the spear''s abilities alongside Zefyros'' own skills, creating a formidable synergy.


    What an upgrade!


    Curious to test the balance, Atlas summoned Zefyros again. This technique would make it far easier to carry the creature wherever he went, seamlessly blending strength and mobility.


    With the contracted beast fully settled, Atlas and his elite subordinates turned their attention to reviewing their strategy for the upcoming week. The current season''s battles were nearing their end, and Atlas still had one attack token left to use.


    Edrik had already identified a target for their challenge. For months, he had been monitoring the movements of various floating islands nearby. This vigilance paid off, as the system periodically updated the status and development of these islands, offering valuable insights into potential opponents.


    The chosen target still had an available challenge slot, which was surprising. Even other lords within the same division hadn''t dared to challenge this particular opponent. The hesitation likely stemmed from the sheer size of the target''s army¡ªnearly double the average force of lords at their rank.


    Moreover, the progress of this lord''s floating island throughout the season was impressive. The consistent wins in battles and also potentially did an all-out confrontation once.


    With the target set, Atlas wasted no time submitting the battle challenge. This final confrontation held the potential to be a season-defining event for their team.


    Now, all they could do was wait for the opposing lord to respond to the challenge. A defensive stance would work in their favor, but if the response came as an all-out confrontation, it would be an exhilarating phase for Gacha Haven and its residents¡ªit would mark their very first full-scale war at this level.


    With only seven days left before the battle season concluded, Atlas decided to postpone on leveling himself up to 50, and would do it after wrapping up his last battle. This would allow him to fully concentrate on the task at hand without unnecessary distractions.


    In the meantime, the team adjusted their training schedule for the coming days, reducing the intensity and duration of their sessions. This change was a strategic move to ensure everyone remained in peak condition should their challenge be accepted. It also served to prevent the dulling of their combat instincts, which could happen if they ceased training entirely.


    This balanced approach aimed to keep the team sharp and ready for the real battle while avoiding unnecessary fatigue. Every preparation was being fine-tuned to ensure they could perform at their best when the decisive moment arrived.


    Over the past two months of relentless training, nearly every combatant on the team had undergone remarkable upgrades. They unlocked new talents, gained new skills, and achieved significant level boosts.


    Their hunts at Flare Peak also proved fruitful, yielding valuable items like skill scrolls and materials that strengthened the entire team. These resources were instrumental in enhancing their combat readiness.


    In terms of fortifications, Atlas had established four Flame Beacons on each side of Gacha Haven, significantly bolstering its defenses. While these improvements wouldn''t play a role in the upcoming all-out confrontation¡ªsince the battle would take place in a neutral Warzone¡ªthey underscored the team''s growing strength and preparedness.


    Finally, the fourth day arrived, and with it came the long-awaited decision from their opponent.


    [Ragnor of The Infernal Reach accepts the challenge for the all-out confrontation.]


    Edrik''s prediction was spot on. Their carefully crafted strategy had worked. By keeping their troop count minimal but focusing on elite quality, they created the illusion of being a weaker force. This made their opponent underestimate them, believing that fewer numbers meant less of a threat.


    In war, troop count was the easiest metric to judge strength, and their opponent boasted nearly four times as many soldiers as Atlas''s forces.


    The challenge ahead was immense. Each member of Atlas''s team would need to take responsibility for defeating at least three enemies during the battle. This wasn''t just a test of strategy¡ªit was a trial of skill, resolve, and unity.


    Even so, one crucial factor couldn''t be ignored¡ªseveral elite subordinates in Atlas''s arsenal were capable of handling multiple opponents at once during the battle. Additionally, even non-combat roles like the Resource Manager, Blacksmith, and even a Gardener were set to contribute meaningfully to the war effort.


    [The battle will commence in 13 hours.]


    [The countdown begins now.]


    Thirteen hours provided enough time to rest and finalize preparations. This was shaping up to be a monumental battle, and Atlas could see the resolve and confidence in the eyes of his subordinates.


    Yet, those thirteen hours stretched endlessly. Some of them even thought it might have been better if the countdown were only thirteen minutes¡ªit would have spared them the weight of anticipation.


    Until¡­


    It was time. Everyone readied themselves. The moment they had prepared for was finally here.


    ***


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 Chapter 93 - The Infernal Reach

    Atlas stood at the very edge of the island, flanked by his elite subordinates on either side. To his right stood Morganna, Edrik, Baldric, and Kurogasa, while on his left were Lyrassa, Karian, Milo, and Mira.Behind them, the combat units were lined up neatly, organized into their four respective teams.


    The enemy island drew nearer, its features sharpening with every moment. As it approached, its vastness became undeniable¡ªsignificantly larger than Gacha Haven. The densely built structures hinted at a Lord who had endured numerous battles and had developed their domain into a formidable stronghold.


    This time, the two islands hovered at the same altitude, a clear indicator of an impending all-out confrontation. As they closed the distance, the warzone began to materialize in the space between them. Massive chunks of earth ascended from the void, stretching and intertwining to form a bridge¡ªa battleground that connected the two islands at their very center.


    The battle, however, would not commence for another 10 minutes. Until then, neither side could engage in combat. Still, the Lords could step into the warzone and meet in the center if they wished, although a protective barrier remained in place, preventing any hostilities before the appointed time.


    From the opposing side, their Lord became visible¡ªa figure standing at the forefront and dead center. It was Ragnor of The Infernal Reach.


    A towering human warrior, he had long, flowing blonde hair and wore black armor streaked with molten red veins. In his hands, he carried a massive flaming greathammer.


    One striking detail about him, however, was his golden hair¡ªit seemed to slightly undermine the intimidating aura of his hulking physique and his fearsome armor.


    Atlas watched as Ragnor descended from his island and strode confidently into the warzone. In response, Atlas stepped down from his own island and began to approach as well.


    Atlas was clad in his Nightfall Sentinel Armor Set¡ªa suit of obsidian-black armor with blue accents radiating an ethereal glow of energy. He had also paired it with the Mana Glider Cloak, which draped over his arms, shoulders, and back, adding a commanding elegance to his already formidable appearance.


    The two Lords walked slowly until they met at the center of the warzone.


    Atlas''s troops stood with stern and determined gazes, their focus evident. Meanwhile, the opposing forces appeared much more relaxed, some wearing faint smirks and even letting out quiet chuckles. Their demeanor made it clear¡ªthey underestimated the smaller force before them, whose numbers seemed barely a quarter of their own.


    "Atlas of the Gacha Haven," Ragnor said, his gaze slightly downward due to his taller stature.


    "Ragnor of The Infernal Reach," Atlas replied, his tone calm yet carrying a hint of mockery in its composure.


    "Are you a new Lord?"


    "This is my first battle season," Atlas answered evenly.


    Ragnor''s lips curved into a faint smirk. "I can see where that confidence comes from."


    "Thank you for the compliment."


    "You''re leading your people straight to their graves."


    "Sorry?" Atlas arched a brow. "Whose graves exactly?"


    Ragnor''s smirk lingered. He seemed to realize Atlas showed no trace of fear, responding instead with a calm defiance, even laced with subtle mockery.


    "I''m a humble man," Ragnor said.


    "And what does that mean?"


    "I''ll give you five minutes."


    "For what?"


    "When the battle begins, I''ll allow you five minutes to surrender," Ragnor said. "If you waste that time¡­ I will kill everyone. I''ll leave nothing behind."


    Atlas paused for a moment, meeting Ragnor''s gaze before replying, "You surely are confident in yourself."


    "Confidence comes from experience."


    "I agree with you, Ragnor. Confidence does come from experience."


    They locked eyes in silence before Atlas finally spoke. "I''ll give you two minutes. If you don''t surrender before that time, I will ensure no one on your side is left standing."


    As Atlas''s words echoed across the warzone, the reaction from Ragnor''s side was instantaneous. Laughter erupted, as his troops jeered openly.


    "Did he just say two minutes? Oh, that''s generous! What a kind Lord he is!"


    "Maybe he thinks we''re scared of his little cloak and glowing armor!"


    "Two minutes? That''s about how long it''ll take us to wipe his entire army off the map!"


    "Careful, lads," a spear-wielding soldier chimed in, "we''d better not surrender in three minutes. That''d just be rude!"


    "Hey, Lord Atlas, maybe give us ten seconds to think about it, yeah?" another soldier cackled, throwing his arm around a comrade as they both howled with laughter.


    Atlas allowed a faint smile to tug at the corner of his lips as he turned away and began walking back toward his team.


    Initially, he hadn''t planned to kill every last one of them. Leaving a few survivors would have been acceptable, especially if he managed to take down their Lord first. But their complete lack of respect toward him and his troops struck a nerve. S§×arch* The novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Granted, such behavior was common in the world of Lords. The more viciously they mocked and demeaned their opponents, the stronger their confidence grew¡ªa psychological edge that often translated into battle readiness.


    Atlas paused mid-stride, glancing back over his shoulder. For now, he would wait for the battle to begin. Yet he couldn''t deny that, in one regard, Ragnor was right¡ªconfidence was born of experience.


    And Atlas had millennia of experience behind him. If anyone here had the right to arrogance, it was him.


    From his fortress, the deep, thunderous toll of a massive bell reverberated across the battlefield. DONG! DONG! DONG!


    Moments later, the blaring call of a rally horn shattered the air, its commanding tone unmistakable. BAWWWW! BAAWW-BAAAWW!


    Though Atlas didn''t look back, he could feel it¡ªthe elemental particles in the air swirling faster and wilder, reacting to the powerful auras being unleashed by every fighter present.


    The countdown began.


    10...


    9...


    ...


    2...


    1.


    The battle had begun!


    Atlas instantly sensed the fire elemental particles surging with incredible speed. From the direction of the enemy forces, he could see clearly as Ragnor''s troops became enveloped in shimmering elemental shields¡ªenergy barriers that acted like armor encasing their bodies.


    Ragnor, the opposing Lord, leaped forward, slamming his massive greathammer into the ground. Instantly, the area around him darkened, as if scorched by an intense heat. The earth cracked and split beneath him, jagged fissures radiating outward.


    From those gaping crevices, a blazing red-orange light erupted, and soon magma began flowing through the fractures, spilling out and spreading in every direction.


    The fiery fissures crept closer to Atlas''s position, carving a path of destruction across the warzone.


    Edrik, standing near Atlas, muttered under his breath, "His system allows him to tailor the environment to his advantage."


    "And they chose a volcanic battlefield for this fight?" Atlas responded softly.


    A faint smile curved his lips. "Isn''t that the training ground for everyone here?"


    He glanced back over his shoulder, and his smile deepened as he caught the eager, determined expressions of his troops.


    "The battle begins now!" Ragnor bellowed, surging forward as he led the charge.


    Such a commander! His troops roared in unison, rushing behind him in perfect synchronization.


    Atlas leapt into the warzone, summoning his Wavebreaker Spear. The weapon materialized in a surge of energy, wrapping him in a radiant aura of water infused with golden crackling lightning.


    "Steel your resolve! There is no retreat! Face your enemies with all you have, and fight to the very end!"


    Atlas''s voice thundered across the battlefield, filled with commanding power. His troops roared in unison, their chant shaking the air.


    "VICTORY OR NOTHING!"


    Raising his spear high into the air, lightning arced and crackled fiercely around it. Though he didn''t need to make such a dramatic gesture to activate his abilities, Atlas knew the power of morale. He roared to ignite the fighting spirit of his army.


    "OCEAN''S WRATH!"


    A deafening screech echoed as Zefyros, his spirit beast, manifested before him, hovering midair.


    CREAAAKKK!


    The ground shook as a massive surge of water rose in front of him, climbing high with overwhelming force. The waves were instantly wrapped in fierce bolts of lightning, sparking with energy.


    CREAAAKKK!


    Zefyros let out another mighty cry, merging seamlessly into the rising waves. The colossal tide charged forward, sweeping across the battlefield with unstoppable momentum, extinguishing the streams of magma in its path.


    "SEA OF STORM!" Atlas roared once more.


    Dozens of magic circles appeared in the skies above, glowing with watery blue light. From them, countless spears of water rained down in a coordinated assault, each infused with crackling lightning that added deadly precision to the onslaught.


    The battlefield transformed into a storm of water and electricity as Atlas sprinted behind the waves, pushing the assault with ferocity.


    "VICTORY OR NOTHING!"

 Chapter 94 - Victory or Nothing

    Atlas unleashed waves of water and a storm of liquid spears, smothering the searing magma across the battlefield. The molten flow lost its fiery edge, cooling visibly. Ragnor''s face twisted in surprise for a moment, and his soldiers mirrored his reaction, though their determination remained firm. The battle was on, and they pushed forward, relying on their greater numbers.Atlas shot ahead, his body crackling with water and lightning energy that boosted his every move. The Mountain Leaper Bands on his wrist powered him forward in explosive bursts. Beside him, Morganna ran with her scythe ready. She cast a fleeting glance his way, her usual faint smile flashing¡ªcool and confident, with a hint of the bloodlust that gleamed in her eyes.


    The Vampire Queen surged ahead, ignoring the enemy''s commander entirely as she hunted for her targets. But before she could strike, something zipped past her and smashed into an enemy soldier''s chest with brutal force.


    It was Mira. The rabbit-eared gardener darted into the chaos, her crimson eyes burning with intensity. Wielding her hoe like a weapon of precision, she moved with uncanny speed, slipping through attacks as if untouchable. Each swing of her blade-like tool ended another life, leaving a growing trail of bodies in her wake.


    Farther off, another figure hurled into the air with an unhinged scream. Mid-flight, his body warped grotesquely, morphing into a massive form cloaked in writhing shadows. Raze had joined the fray.


    He slammed into the enemy ranks like a wrecking ball, scattering soldiers on impact. His roar thundered across the battlefield, veins bulging as shadowy tendrils lashed out.


    The ground quaked beneath him, and the sheer force of his presence sent waves of fear rippling through the opposing troops. Several faltered, their resolve wavering under his ferocious display.


    Raze didn''t hesitate, unleashing a torrent of devastating punches in every direction. He seized one unlucky soldier, lifting them effortlessly before slamming them into the ground with bone-crushing force. The earth trembled under the impact, and Raze''s fists kept pounding relentlessly until the soldier''s body was driven deep into the dirt.


    Enemy troops swarmed him, attacking from all sides in a frantic bid to take him down. But Raze seemed impervious to their strikes, shrugging off the blows without flinching. Each attack he absorbed only fueled his fury. He retaliated with raw, unrestrained power, his fists smashing through the chaos like wrecking hammers. Every swing shattered bones and courage alike, leaving anyone who dared approach him crushed in body and spirit. S§×ar?h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Atlas surged forward, closing the distance between himself and Ragnor, the opposing Lord. The decision of his elite subordinates to hold back, leaving him to face Ragnor alone, was a testament to the gravity of the challenge before them. This battle was anything but simple¡ªit demanded everything Atlas had and more.


    With his spear in hand, Atlas moved at an incredible speed, the water and lightning elements swirling around him like an untamed storm. He could feel the abundant elemental particles saturating the battlefield, but as he moved closer to Ragnor, it was as though they were momentarily disrupted, their flow distorted.


    Atlas closed his eyes, centering himself. This wasn''t new to him¡ªhe had fought many battles blind before. With his upgraded abilities sharpening his senses, he felt ready for whatever Ragnor would unleash. The clash ahead would define the course of the battle.


    Ragnor greeted Atlas with a fierce grin, charging forward with startling speed. Despite the massive size of his greathammer, his swings were quick and punishing, each one sending tremors through the ground.


    Atlas dodged nimbly, leaping back and weaving under the crushing blows with fluid precision. Spotting an opening, he spun his spear and slashed at Ragnor''s side, aiming to exploit a gap in his defense.


    Ragnor reacted immediately, dropping his arm to block the strike with the flat edge of his greathammer. The clash of metal rang out, but Atlas didn''t pause. He pressed forward, launching a rapid series of strikes. Each thrust, swing, and slash was met with skillful deflections, Ragnor using different parts of his colossal weapon to parry the relentless assault.


    Their battle was a breathtaking display of power and precision, every exchange lighting the battlefield with sparks. The intensity mounted until Ragnor unleashed a heavy counter strike. Atlas sprang backward just in time, avoiding the devastating blow. Without hesitation, he called forth his spirit beast, summoning it into the fray in a brilliant flash.


    "Zefyros!"


    The water beast materialized.


    CREAAKKKK!


    A massive surge of water, crackling with electricity, erupted toward Ragnor. The attack struck with overwhelming force, the combined elements slamming into the enemy Lord. He roared in pain, his massive frame staggering under the assault.


    But Ragnor was far from defeated. With a furious yell, he spun his greathammer in a wide arc. The sheer force of the swing broke through the torrent. Taking advantage of the disruption, he dashed clear of the attack zone, narrowly escaping Zefyros''s wrath.


    As Ragnor repositioned, Zefyros dissolved back into the Wavebreaker Spear, its energy flowing into the weapon and supercharging it once more. Atlas gripped the spear tightly, ready to strike again.


    Ragnor''s face was no longer as composed as before. His expression twisted into a snarl as he let out a deafening roar, his body enveloped in a blazing red aura that made his skin appear even more fiery and intense.


    Suddenly, he moved with blistering speed, swinging his massive greathammer toward Atlas in a series of brutal, rapid strikes.


    Atlas, however, responded with a faint smile. With practiced grace, he shifted his spear behind him, leaped into the air, ducked low, and somersaulted, effortlessly dodging each of Ragnor''s frenzied attacks.


    Seizing the moment, Atlas spun to Ragnor''s side and delivered a precise overhead strike with his spear. The attack landed cleanly, carving a deep gash into Ragnor''s left arm.


    "I''ll kill you, you bastard!" Ragnor roared, his movements becoming even more savage and erratic. His speed increased, his strikes growing fiercer with each swing.


    Is he a berserker?


    Unfazed, Atlas kept moving, circling around him, occasionally summoning Zefyros to unleash powerful attacks. Yet this time, Ragnor braced himself, gritting his teeth and managing to endure the spirit beast''s strikes as he continued his relentless assault on Atlas.


    "How are you able to fight in this volcanic terrain?" Ragnor bellowed.


    "This kind of environment," Atlas replied, parrying an incoming blow before being forced to flip backward from the sheer force, "is a playground for use."


    "Are you the ones who train at Flare Peak?"


    "We didn''t know we were so famous."


    Gradually, Ragnor''s movements began to slow. The injuries he had sustained were taking their toll, and his once-blistering speed waned. Atlas noticed an opening on Ragnor''s left side¡ªa critical vulnerability.


    He dashed forward, aiming a sweeping slash from the left, his spear angling directly toward Ragnor''s neck.


    "Any last words?!"


    But just as his strike was about to connect, Ragnor suddenly dropped his weapon and raised both hands into the air.


    "I surrender!" Ragnor shouted, his voice booming across the battlefield, drawing everyone''s attention.


    Atlas''s eyes darted to the timer on his HUD¡ªit had just reached 2 minutes exactly.


    Warning!


    A notification flashed in his mind. His eyes narrowed as Ragnor''s lips curled into a sinister grin.


    In Ragnor''s outstretched hand, a massive fireball ignited, growing rapidly in size and intensity. Before Atlas could react, Ragnor lunged forward, hurling the fiery sphere straight at him.


    "You''re dead now, Atlas!"


    But Atlas moved with blinding speed, stepping back just enough to evade the blazing attack. As the fireball flew past him, he redirected his spear in a swift, lethal arc. The blade struck true, severing Ragnor''s hand cleanly at the wrist.


    Ragnor froze, his eyes wide with shock and terror as he staggered back.


    But Atlas didn''t give him time to recover.


    In a single fluid motion, Atlas swung his spear again, aiming for Ragnor''s neck. The blade struck with precision, slicing through the outer layers of flesh and leaving a deep, gaping wound.


    "ARGHHH!"


    Ragnor''s scream ripped through the air as blood gushed from his neck. He collapsed to the ground, writhing and clutching desperately at the wound.


    Seeing their Lord brought to his knees, Ragnor''s troops were consumed by fear. Without leadership or direction, they became easy targets for Atlas''s forces.


    One by one, soldiers were struck down as they tried to flee, many falling to swift attacks from behind. Blades found their marks, and the battlefield was soon littered with the remnants of a shattered army.


    Atlas didn''t spare Ragnor another glance. He turned his back on the fallen Lord, walking away slowly as the defeated warrior bled out on the scorched ground. Behind him, his troops moved with cold precision, dismantling what remained of the enemy force.


    Stopping for a moment, Atlas closed his eyes and drew a deep breath, steadying himself. His fists tightened as he let the weight of the moment settle.


    In the Lord''s Battle World, only one law mattered: kill or be killed.


    Victory or Nothing!

 Chapter 95 - Names Written in Stone

    This marked the final battle of the season, and Atlas had swept through every encounter with unbroken victories. Even now, he secured yet another decisive win.[Arcane Shards: 5,025]


    [Gold: 5,458]


    [Rank Points: 140 (Rank-1 Seeker, Division 3)]


    [Combatants: 65]


    [Workers: 16]


    With the battle concluded, all troops retreated back to Gacha Haven, their home island. Behind them, the warzone began to dissolve, the floating earth crumbling and falling away, once again separating the two floating islands.


    But this time, Atlas had won an All-Out Confrontation, granting him full claim over the enemy''s floating island and everything on it. Slowly, the defeated island began to drift toward Gacha Haven, preparing to merge with its new master''s territory.


    Atlas received a UI prompt, allowing him to choose where to attach the new island. He carefully selected a position that would maximize both utility and defense before finalizing the process. The conquered island shifted and aligned, seamlessly joining with Gacha Haven.


    The acquired territory already had several structures that could be put to use, though some would need to be relocated for strategic purposes.


    Atlas also noted that he would need to construct additional defensive points around the expanded perimeter of his now larger domain.


    The new island itself bore the scars of its previous owner''s control over terrain. While there were patches of grass and clusters of trees, much of its surface was scorched, dry, and rugged¡ªa stark contrast to the well-tended beauty of Gacha Haven, which Mira and her team had maintained with meticulous care.


    Despite its current state, Atlas knew it was only a matter of time before the new land would be transformed. Under Mira''s capable hand, the barren landscape would soon flourish and blend seamlessly with the rest of Gacha Haven.


    Atlas reviewed the results of the war one last time, taking stock of his gains. His experience points had climbed significantly:


    [Exp: 212,231/217,396]


    He needed only about 5,000 more experience points to reach Level 50, a milestone he intended to achieve as soon as he finished dealing with the aftermath of the battle.


    His system reflected an additional 20 combatants and 5 workers, all accounted for in the updated tally.


    However, as he observed the numbers more closely, he realized something unsettling¡ªthe total count of his troops was still lower than it should have been, even after factoring in the new recruits from his victory.


    Frowning, Atlas approached Edrik, who was debriefing the team leaders following the battle. Noticing his Lord''s approach, Edrik turned to face him.


    "We lost five combatants," Edrik reported.


    Atlas''s hands trembled momentarily as the weight of the statement hit him. His jaw tightened, and he clenched his fists, forcing himself to remain steady.


    He had always known this reality couldn''t be avoided¡ªanyone who joined this game did so with the full understanding of the risks. It was a world of absolutes: kill or be killed.


    Drawing a deep breath, Atlas stepped forward toward the four team leaders who stood in a line. His gaze swept over each of them, taking in their faces: Zara, leader of Team Aether; Kaida, leader of Team Blaze; Garen, leader of Team Cinder; and Ronan, leader of Team Dusk.


    His gaze moved across their faces. The expressions were heavier than usual, with a gravity that even silence couldn''t conceal. Only Ronan, whose flat demeanor mirrored Edrik''s, remained unreadable, as if untouched by the weight of the moment.


    "We will create a monument," Atlas finally said. "It will bear the names of those who fell today, as a symbol of honor and remembrance."


    He paused, letting the words settle before continuing. "We will also provide financial support to the families they''ve left behind."


    He scanned their faces. "Is there anything you''d like to say?"


    For a moment, no one spoke. Then Kaida, the fiery and outspoken leader of Team Blaze, stepped forward.


    "My Lord¡­" she began, her voice unusually subdued.


    Atlas turned to her, noticing the way she bit her lip, as if holding back something deeply personal.


    "Kaida?"


    Kaida, who was normally the loudest, most spirited among them, seemed like a shadow of herself. Her head dipped slightly, her usual composure visibly fraying.


    "I¡­ failed my two members," Kaida said, her voice trembling as it trailed into silence.


    Atlas understood then¡ªbeneath the cheerfulness and boldness she always exuded, Kaida carried a deep sense of responsibility. When tragedy struck, the weight of her guilt was nearly unbearable.


    Atlas stepped closer and gently pulled her into a comforting embrace. Kaida leaned against him, resting her forehead on his shoulder as the walls of her quiet resolve crumbled.


    "You carry this guilt because you care deeply for your people, Kaida. That makes you a great leader. But you don''t have to carry it alone¡ªwe''re here with you."


    For a moment, they remained like that, enveloped in a shared stillness.


    When Atlas finally stepped back, he saw the strain in her red, glistening eyes. Despite the tears, Kaida managed to pull herself together.


    "My Lord," Garen said next as he stepped forward.


    The largest of the team leaders, he stood with a quiet strength, though his expression betrayed the pain he carried. "I lost one of my team members too."


    Atlas gave him a solemn nod. S~ea??h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "I know how much your team means to you, Garen. Losing someone you fought beside is a heavy burden. If there''s anything your team or their family needs, let me know, and I''ll make it happen."


    That accounted for three of the five fallen. He turned to Ronan expecting him to speak.


    But Ronan said nothing. He stood still, his usually meticulous and calculated demeanor oddly out of place in the current context. Ronan wasn''t the type to withhold information or avoid responsibility¡ªhis precision was one of his defining traits. Atlas''s brow furrowed slightly. If Ronan wasn''t speaking, something felt¡­ off.


    "Ronan?"


    Ronan lifted his head and bowed slightly. "My Lord, six of my team members suffered severe injuries, but all of them survived."


    Atlas nodded slowly. That accounted for Ronan''s team. Now, only one team leader remained silent. Atlas turned his attention to Zara, who stood with her head lowered.


    Taking a step toward her, Atlas called softly, "Zara?"


    She raised her head, meeting his gaze. But what Atlas saw was strikingly different from the emotional reactions of Kaida or Garen. Zara''s face was as expressionless as ever¡ªnot devoid of emotion, but unnervingly calm, as though death had become a familiar companion for her.


    "I lost two of my team members," she said plainly.


    There was no trembling, no anger, no visible grief. It was as if Zara had long since made peace with the brutality of loss.


    "You''ve found a way to stay steady, Zara, even in the face of loss."


    Atlas couldn''t help but wonder, What has she been through to view death this way?


    "My Lord¡­" Zara continued, breaking his thoughts.


    "Yes?"


    "If you permit it, I would like to go to the lower lands and meet the families of my fallen teammates."


    Atlas nodded. "I''ll accompany you, Kaida, and Garen to meet them. It''s the least we can do."


    Edrik approached from behind, his tone measured as he spoke, "Atlas¡­"


    Atlas raised his right hand to stop him, signaling that he didn''t need to say more.


    "They chose to dedicate their lives to Gacha Haven," Atlas said firmly. "This is the least I can do to honor their sacrifice."


    Zara gave a small nod. "Thank you, My Lord," she said simply.


    The following day, Atlas descended to the Lower Lands accompanied by a small group, including Zara. Their destination was a quaint town near the coast, where small settlements were surrounded by modest city walls¡ªnothing as grand as those of the larger cities.


    They stopped in front of a small house nestled amidst trees and a flourishing garden. It was evident that the occupants were gardeners, tending to their livelihood with care.


    The door creaked open, revealing a woman in her fifties. Her expression shifted from surprise to shock upon seeing Atlas and Zara standing there. But then, as if something clicked in her mind, she rushed forward and gripped Zara''s shoulders tightly.


    "Young Lady Zara¡­" she said, her voice trembling. Tears streamed down her face as she choked back a sob.


    "Young Lady¡­" she repeated, her words breaking into a wail as she pulled Zara into a tight embrace.


    Atlas watched the scene, his brow furrowing slightly. Young Lady? The title seemed out of place for Zara, who rarely displayed any sign of nobility or privilege.


    Yet the way the woman spoke to her¡ªwith a mix of familiarity, respect, and grief¡ªsuggested a history Atlas hadn''t yet uncovered.


    Zara, for her part, stood still, allowing the woman to cling to her. Her expression remained calm, though her eyes softened slightly.


    "Edward... failed..." Zara finally said.


    At her words, the woman''s sobs grew louder, her grief pouring out unrestrained.


    "Did Edward protect you... until the very end?" the woman asked through her tears.


    "Edward always protected me," Zara replied, her usual composure faltering as her voice cracked. She paused, her lips trembling before continuing, "Even in his final moments... he gave his life to save mine."


    This time, it was unmistakable¡ªtears streamed down Zara''s face. Her pain and gratitude intertwined in those tears, a silent tribute to the one who had sacrificed everything for her.

 Chapter 96 - Dominion Skirmish

    On this journey to the Lower Lands, Atlas decided to bring a compact team of just eight, including himself. His first pick was Edrik, a dependable presence in nearly every scenario. Edrik had a knack for offering clear opinions and was particularly skilled at navigating complex problems with ease.Then there was Kurogasa, chosen for his practicality and exceptional versatility in reconnaissance and handling a variety of conditions.


    Next was Morganna¡ªthe Vampire Queen. Her inclusion wasn''t entirely by choice; Atlas brought her along because she was bored back at Gacha Haven, and he feared she might stir up trouble if left behind.


    Rounding out the group were four team leaders: Zara, Kaida, Garen, and Ronan.


    For the journey, Atlas had secured two vehicles¡ªadvanced caravans. They boasted a sleek yet sturdy design, featuring reinforced metal plating, polished exteriors, and massive, rugged tires engineered for all kinds of terrain. They named this vehicle the Sandstorm Cruiser.


    During the journey, one of their objectives was for Zara to meet with someone, a woman whose identity remained a mystery even to Atlas. After arriving at the meeting spot, Atlas allowed Zara to speak with the woman privately. Meanwhile, he and the rest of the group waited outside at a modest caf¨¦, using the time to discuss their plans.


    To avoid drawing unnecessary attention, they dressed in simple Awakener attire, deliberately leaving out any signs of the Gacha Haven emblem. This way, they blended in seamlessly as ordinary Awakeners on a routine dungeon hunt.


    Kurogasa stayed away from the main group and patrolled the area, scouting for potential threats or anything out of the ordinary.


    Afterward, Kaida began explaining Zara''s background, as well as the story of Edward¡ªthe man who had lost his life in the recent battle.


    "Edward used to be a butler for Zara''s family," Kaida said. "He chose to stay by her side even after she decided to join Gacha Haven."


    "Did you know about this, Edrik?" Atlas asked, turning to him.


    "Yes and no. I knew they were familiar with each other from their gestures, but within the team, they always acted like any other colleagues."


    "So Zara kept this a secret," Atlas murmured, nodding before turning back to Kaida. "And what happened to Zara that led her to this situation?"


    Kaida let out a deep breath before giving a brief account of the events.


    "Zara was the daughter of a city mayor in a town not far from here. But due to... complicated circumstances, her entire family was killed. She was only spared under the condition that she leave the city and never return."


    Atlas fell silent, letting the revelation sink in. After a moment, he nodded slowly. "That''s certainly... not an easy thing for someone so young to endure."


    He paused briefly before continuing, "Still, her level is impressive, her talent exceptional, and her knowledge and composure remarkable. If she keeps growing like this, I''m confident she''ll become a great leader in the future."


    "Agreed," Edrik said with a nod.


    Once Zara concluded her business, the group pressed on with their journey.


    "Let''s make a stop at the nearest town," Atlas suggested, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I have a hunch we might come across something interesting there."


    ***


    "We have a few promising candidates for Rank-1 Lords," said a man in his forties, standing at the center of the pristine, white-walled room. His tone was steady as he addressed the group seated in a circle of six chairs.


    An older man with white hair and a matching beard leaned forward slightly. "One of them might very well be the Lord who defeated my son."


    The man in the center nodded and continued. "We won''t interfere if you decide to take action on a personal level. However, the alliance''s main objective remains unchanged. When we identify potential candidates, we''ll recruit them into the alliance before rival groups make a move."


    "Understood."


    The man in the center continued. "Have you found the one we''re looking for yet, Kareem?"


    Kareem shook his head. "Half the Lords on the initial list have already been defeated. On the other hand, several Lords who weren''t even on the list have now become viable candidates."


    "Do you have any leads on the Lord in question?"


    "I have a few," Kareem replied.


    The man in the center folded his arms. "We''ll give you more time. If you need additional resources or support, the alliance will provide whatever you require."


    Kareem stood, his expression unreadable. "Continue with your plans. I''ll handle my own affairs personally."


    With that, he turned and left the room.


    As the door closed behind him, the man in the center turned to the four remaining individuals in the room.


    "So, have you chosen the name of the Floating Island you''ll target?"


    One of them leaned back in his chair, a sly smile forming on his lips.


    "Gacha Haven¡­ I''ll take this one. And rest assured, I''ll ensure they join our alliance soon enough."


    ***


    A white carriage, sleek and horseless, soared swiftly through the air. Inside, two young women sat, both appearing to be under twenty.


    "Ember, are you sure Mira''s doing okay?" asked the one in a purple dress. "We''ve been through so much these past few months, I feel like we completely forgot about that girl."


    Ember gave a reassuring smile. "Luna, listen. I''ve passed by this area a few times, and her island''s been thriving. I haven''t stopped by because I was in a rush, but trust me, she''s fine."


    Luna let out a small sigh of relief.


    "Oh, that''s so good to hear."


    The carriage sped on, drawing closer to a floating island in the distance. As it came into view, Luna stood, her face lighting up with awe.


    "Woah¡­ are you sure that''s the same island? It''s massive now¡ªway bigger than before!"


    Ember grinned and crossed her arms smugly.


    "See? Told you! Looks like they managed to handle the recent battles just fine."


    As the carriage approached, they could see the island''s outer edge, where several people were hard at work tending to a sprawling carrot farm. One of them noticed the carriage and sprinted toward the edge of the floating island, waving enthusiastically.


    "Hi, Luna! Hi, Ember!" Mira''s cheerful voice carried over the wind as she waved.


    "Wow, Ember, she still remembers us!" Luna said as she waved back.


    "Hey, Mira! How''s the island doing?" Luna called out, leaning slightly out of the carriage.


    Mira cupped her hands around her mouth to shout back. "Hi! We''re doing great! We have so many carrots¡ªI''ll bring you some, okay? They''re really good!"


    Luna turned to Ember, raising an eyebrow. "Ember¡­ was my question unclear earlier?"


    "Yes, let me try," Ember replied.


    Ember cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted toward the island. "Mira! Have you finished the current battle season?"


    "Yes! We had so much fun!" Mira called back cheerfully.


    Ember frowned. "A lot of fun?" she muttered, then glanced at Luna. "Luna, was my question unclear this time?"


    Luna chuckled softly. "Yes, let me handle this."


    She leaned out of the carriage slightly and called, "Mira! Are you planning to join the next Dominion Skirmish?"


    The Dominion Skirmish is a high-stakes event where participants fight for control of unoccupied floating islands. Each battle is typically limited to contenders of the same rank, though participants have the option to compete in battles one rank above their own for an added challenge.


    This event serves as a rigorous test of both strategy and combat prowess, with the ultimate reward being dominion over a new island.


    Participants eligible to join the Dominion Skirmish are usually selected based on their performance during the current battle season.


    Mira looked momentarily confused, then waved enthusiastically again. "Yes, Luna, Ember! We''re having fun and will do lots of battles in the future!"


    Ember swallowed hard, her concern evident as she turned back to Luna. "Luna, do you think Mira''s taking the Dominion Skirmish too lightly?"


    Luna sighed, nodding. "Ember, I''m worried too¡­ She doesn''t have enough experience yet."


    Ember''s expression hardened. "I think we need to support her more, Luna."


    "I agree, Ember."


    Luna stood and called out again.


    "Mira! Don''t worry¡ªwe''ll open reinforcement access for you. Take care, okay?"


    Ember waved as well. "We''ll come back soon!"


    Before they could leave, Mira tossed a large sack toward them. Ember caught it, albeit with some surprise.


    "Take these carrots, okay? They''re good for your health!" Mira shouted.


    "Thanks¡­ See you, Mira!" Luna and Ember called out in unison as their carriage soared away into the sky, leaving the floating island behind.


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 Chapter 97 - The Mayors Hidden Hand

    Two caravan groups halted as they approached Dune Bastion. Unlike the city walls they had encountered in previous towns, which encircle and protect their inhabitants, this massive structure stretched out like a shield, separating the monster-infested wilderness from the safer, fertile coastal regions. S§×ar?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.Two Saharan soldiers approached the caravans. As they did, Atlas and his companions descended from their vehicles.


    "Identify yourselves and state your purpose," one of the soldiers demanded.


    Atlas raised his Awakener Device, showing his credentials.


    "Ah, you''re a Lord," the soldier said after checking the device. "How many are traveling with you?"


    "Seven, including me," Atlas replied.


    The soldier inspected the contents of the caravan, meticulously noting the occupants. "Two women, five men. Scan this device with your Awakener Device," he instructed, holding out a scanner.


    Atlas discreetly activated the Veilstone Cloak, hiding Zara from the registry. Thus, only seven were officially recorded for entry.


    After the inspection, they were granted passage. The group moved through Dune Bastion without trouble, entering another stretch of desert. However, the path here was much improved, and the border structures scattered along the defense line served as outposts for the empire''s guards.


    As the caravans resumed their journey, Edrik broke the silence. "That''s stupid," he muttered.


    "What is?" Atlas asked, glancing back at him.


    Edrik gestured toward the Bastion behind them. "They''re protecting their people from the central desert region."


    "And¡­ Why is that a bad thing?" Atlas prompted.


    Edrik sighed. "Do they really believe the coastal areas are safe just because they''re near the ocean?"


    "That''s why the population is more concentrated there."


    Edrik paused before adding, "But the reality is, there are countless high-grade monsters lurking in the depths of the sea. It''s an illusion of safety."


    Atlas raised an eyebrow, considering Edrik''s words. "How do you know the same is true in this world, Edrik?"


    Edrik leaned back in his seat. "Because that''s how it was in my world. People thought the oceans were safe simply because there had been no attacks from there. Yet, vast swathes of the oceans remain unexplored¡ªuncharted territory filled with powerful, high-level monsters that no one dared disturb."


    Atlas fell silent, mulling over the implications. His gaze shifted toward the endless expanse of sand ahead.


    "Many monsters are indeed found in the oceans, Edrik," Atlas said.


    "Those are surface monsters," Edrik replied.


    "When do you think those monsters will emerge or attack the land?" Atlas pressed further.


    "They''ll rise when they sense a force strong enough on the surface to challenge them."


    Atlas nodded slowly. "So, the fact that those monsters haven''t surfaced yet is because of that reason. But if what you''re saying is true, and they''re bound to appear eventually, then it means we''re headed toward a massive upheaval, right?"


    Edrik nodded. "The people in the lower lands should capitalize on everything the land has to offer and push everyone toward awakening. At the very least, it would ensure that people can survive when the harshest conditions strike the world. Better that than remaining ordinary humans who rely solely on those who are already awakened."


    The conversation throughout their journey revolved around the potential evolution of the world, based on Edrik''s past experiences. Occasionally, Kurogasa chimed in, offering his own unique perspectives and insights.


    As they continued their journey, the landscape shifted, and tall buildings began to rise in the distance, signaling their approach to the city.


    The city they were entering, however, was not as large or as advanced as Veylamar City. It carried a sense of significance for Zara, as this was the place her family once resided, with her lineage holding the esteemed role of City Mayor in its prime.


    They finally entered the city, driving through streets that were noticeably less crowded than those of Veylamar. The flying vehicles here were fewer and less advanced, giving the city a slower, more subdued pace. Large digital dashboards mounted on the buildings displayed vibrant advertisements and occasionally switched to footage of someone speaking with an air of importance.


    "Is that the city mayor?" Edrik asked, gesturing toward one of the displays.


    Atlas turned his attention to the screen, where a man who looked to be in his fifties was delivering a passionate speech.


    "We will make this city great again," the man declared confidently. "Developments are underway to create better facilities for awakeners, and significant research efforts will be launched to encourage more awakeners to emerge within our city. Together, we''ll build an environment where talent thrives, where opportunity is abundant, and where no one gets left behind. The future of this city lies in its people, and I am committed to ensuring that every resident has the chance to contribute to this vision. Let''s make this city a beacon of progress for the entire region!"


    Edrik raised an eyebrow. "Bold promises. Typical campaign rhetoric?"


    "Very," Atlas said with a smirk.


    They continued their conversation. "So, what''s your plan in coming to this city, Atlas?"


    Atlas didn''t respond immediately, his silence stretching long enough to make the question hang in the air.


    Finally, he spoke. "Are you challenging my decision?"


    "It''s my job to challenge it," Edrik replied. "To ensure I offer the best advice I can."


    "Shouldn''t I?" Atlas countered.


    "Should you?" Edrik fired back.


    "I''m only doing what I believe needs to be done."


    "The more people there are in Gacha Haven, the more problems will arise, Atlas. And you weren''t built to solve every issue by yourself," Edrik pointed out.


    "At the very least, I''m creating an environment where problems must be addressed, Edrik."


    "And what if you face a problem beyond what you''re capable of handling?"


    "Then I''ll wait until I am capable of handling it," Atlas said without hesitation. "And when the time comes, I''ll take action."


    Edrik nodded. "As long as we handle things cleanly."


    Atlas allowed a faint smile to surface. "That''s precisely why I brought you all along¡ªbecause I know you''re the ones who can get things done ''cleanly.''"


    "In that case, I agree with your decision," Edrik said, his tone softening. "I just needed to ensure you were certain about it."


    ***


    In a dimly lit office, a man sat at the far end of a large desk, his face etched with frustration. He looked to be in his fifties, dressed sharply in a crisp white suit. His fingers drummed impatiently on the armrest of his chair as his piercing gaze bore into his assistant.


    "We''ve already eliminated our greatest rival. So why are we still facing resistance? Do they think I''m someone who can be so easily opposed?" he snapped.


    "Sir," his assistant began cautiously, "the suspicions people have about what we''ve created are growing stronger, and more fingers are being pointed in our direction."


    The mayor''s expression darkened. "Find out who''s fueling these suspicions and deal with them. I don''t want my authority in this city to face any more challenges."


    The room fell into tense silence as the mayor leaned back, lost in thought, before abruptly slamming his fist on the desk.


    "Could this be because his daughter is still alive? Was it my mistake to let her live?"


    His assistant hesitated before nodding slightly. "Some believe Zara could carry on her father''s legacy in the future. That''s why there are still those holding onto hope that she might return to the city."


    "That''s ridiculous!" the mayor spat.


    After a moment of silence, the man spoke again. "Do you know where she is now?"


    His assistant answered carefully, "Reports suggest she was last seen in Veylamar City."


    "She''s still there?" the man growled. "Kill her. End this nonsense once and for all."


    "Sir, she hasn''t been in Veylamar for the past two or three months. Speculation suggests she''s joined a Lord''s forces."


    "A Lord?" The mayor narrowed his eyes. "Which one? Kareem?"


    "Judging by her level, sir, it''s most likely she''s joined a Rank-1 Lord."


    "Tch. A Rank-1 Lord? That girl might just get herself killed without me having to lift a finger."


    The conversation between the two continued as they casually discussed the many terrible things they had done. Every so often, the city mayor''s phone would ring. He answered each call briskly, giving out orders or coordinating actions that seemed critical yet shrouded in secrecy.


    To anyone observing, it would be obvious: this was a man pulling strings behind the scenes, orchestrating events far beyond what the public could ever suspect.


    "Thanks for the confession¡­" a voice suddenly echoed in the room. It wasn''t the mayor or his assistant who had spoken.


    Both men froze, their eyes darting around the office.


    "Who is that? Show yourself!"


    From the shadowed corner of the room, a figure emerged seemingly out of nowhere. Clad in a dark cloak and a mask that concealed their entire face.


    "An intruder!" the mayor hissed, his eyes narrowing.


    The assistant didn''t hesitate. With a sharp motion, he summoned a sword into his hand as he took a combat stance.


    The mysterious figure, unfazed, lifted a small device. "I''ve recorded your entire conversation. That''s all I needed."


    The assistant tightened his grip on his sword, glaring at the intruder. "You''re not leaving here alive."


    ***


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 Chapter 98 - Kill or Be Killed

    Atlas sat quietly with Zara on a long bench overlooking a serene artificial lake near the city''s central park. The sky dimmed as shades of orange and purple stretched across the horizon. Nearby, the rest of their team lingered around the parked caravans, giving the two of them space.For a while, neither of them said a word. Zara gazed blankly at the calm water. Atlas mirrored her silence, his eyes fixed on the gentle ripples of the lake.


    Until, it was Atlas who finally broke the stillness. "What does it feel like¡­" he began, his voice low. "To take someone''s life?"


    Zara''s eyes widened at the unexpected question, and she turned to look at him. "My Lord¡­" she started, but her voice faltered.


    She clasped her hands together nervously before finding her words. "At first¡­ it felt painful," she admitted. "But, over time, I began to understand¡­"


    She paused, her voice dropping as if weighed down by the truth she was about to share. "In this world, we can only survive by defending ourselves¡­ or by killing our enemies."


    Atlas took a deep breath, nodding slowly at her words.


    "You didn''t say anything when I told the team we were heading to this city," he said after a moment.


    Zara remained silent, her gaze falling to the ground.


    "What do you feel?"


    Her shoulders tensed, and she lowered her head further. "Anger," she finally admitted, her voice trembling.


    Atlas sighed deeply, standing and continuing to look out over the lake. "I''m giving you the opportunity you need," he said. "Take it, or we''ll leave this city."


    The silence stretched between them once more.


    After a few moments, Zara rose to her feet, lifting her head. Her voice was clear as she spoke. "I will take this opportunity, My Lord."


    Atlas turned to face her, placing a hand on her left shoulder.


    "We are all on the same island, Zara. The same fate. We''re not just teammates; we''re family. Your pain is my pain. Our pain."


    She hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly. "I will work hard and remain loyal to you forever."


    Atlas gave her a small smile. "I know you''ll become someone extraordinary. You have the potential."


    They decided to camp by the lake that night, a common open area often used by awakeners passing through the city to hunt in nearby zones or dungeons. The space was wide, with each group settling into separate areas, giving everyone enough room for privacy. Although some groups were close to each other, it still felt spacious and peaceful.


    Atlas had already sent Kurogasa on a reconnaissance mission to gather intel on their target¡ªthe city mayor''s residence. While Atlas could have easily taken direct action to settle this grudge, Edrik had devised a more strategic plan, one that would deliver a far more devastating blow to their adversary.


    As the hours passed and night fell, the group remained on high alert, waiting for Kurogasa''s signal to proceed with their next move. Edrik, meanwhile, was focused on his own preparations to ensure the plan went off without a hitch.


    A message arrived from Edrik. "This city mayor seems to be quite the gangster. He''s got plenty of awakeners with levels above 50 stationed at his residence."


    Atlas read the message silently.


    The note continued. "Well, no need to worry though. Morganna and Kurogasa alone are more than enough to deal with them."


    Atlas smirked faintly.


    Kaida and Garen prepared dinner for the group, setting up a small barbecue as the evening deepened. The scent of grilled meat filled the air, mingling with the cool breeze from the lake.


    It was a strangely serene night, the kind of tranquility rarely found in a desert city. The lush grass, the lake, and the surrounding trees made it feel like a different world entirely.


    Morganna sat alone on a bench near the water, her gaze distant as she stared at the lake. Atlas approached her, carrying two plates of food and two bottles of drink. Without a word, he set them down between them, then sat beside her, taking a bite of his grilled meat.


    For a while, neither of them spoke. Morganna eventually picked up her plate and began eating in silence.


    Moments like these were rare for Atlas¡ªmoments where he could sit and talk without the pressure of training, planning, or fighting weighing on his shoulders.


    Earlier, he had spent time discussing strategies with Edrik and Kurogasa during their journey, shared personal reflections with Zara by the lake, and checked in with the other team leaders near the fire.


    Now, he wanted to talk with Morganna.


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    Blood?


    No, talking about blood would only lead the conversation into territory that could ruin the atmosphere. It wasn''t the right time for that.


    Perhaps¡­ ask about her world?


    Atlas weighed his options, considering what might genuinely capture the Vampire Queen''s interest. But maybe, just maybe, a glimpse into her past would pique her interest.


    "Do you know the grandest slaughter I''ve ever done?" Morganna''s voice broke the silence, catching Atlas off guard.


    He turned to her, surprised by the unexpected comment. She still stared out at the lake.


    "Mind sharing?" he asked cautiously.


    Morganna turned to him, her crimson eyes¡ªwhich usually flared to life under certain conditions¡ªnow appeared dimmer, almost muted. Those fiery eyes often served as a reflection of her emotional state, glowing faintly in moments of tension but blazing at their brightest when she was on the cusp of battle. Now, however, they seemed subdued, not sure what was the reason.


    "I killed a world," she said.


    "The whole planet?"


    "Yes."


    He took a moment to process her words, the weight of them sinking in. Destroying a world wasn''t just an act of war¡ªit was annihilation on an unfathomable scale. The kind of conquest he had thought was nothing more than exaggerated tales.


    "Only by killing can we grow stronger. That''s the rule," she continued. "So if you''re hesitating about this, just let me show you how it''s done the right way."


    "Do I look like I''m hesitating?"


    "That''s a foolish way of thinking," she said. "If you''re questioning the morality of it all, you''re wasting your energy. The only ones who matter are those who have pledged their loyalty to you."


    Atlas stayed silent, digesting her perspective. Was she reading his thoughts? Or had she merely seen through him?


    "If you think I''m insane, you''re wrong," Morganna said, her voice rising slightly. "You hold me back with your inexperienced mindset."


    Atlas remained calm, choosing not to interrupt, sensing that she needed to let her thoughts flow freely.


    "The only way to survive is to become stronger. And the only way to do that is by killing!"


    She turned fully to him. "Kill or be killed," she said firmly.


    She continued, "I''m being generous by articulating my words so carefully."


    Atlas felt the anger burning inside him ever since he found out what had happened to Zara. He knew he couldn''t just ignore it without doing something. That same feeling he felt when he learned about Mira''s past¡ªhow her classmates at the academy didn''t just bully her but even killed her parents right in front of her.


    "If you think you can seek peace by other means, you''re wrong," Morganna pressed on. "I''ve lived long enough to prove that''s not possible!"


    "Your path will not be easy," she added.


    At that moment, Atlas''s Awakener Device chimed. A message from Edrik flashed across the screen, confirming that the plan was unfolding as predicted and that the follow-up would commence immediately.


    Atlas stood, and the Vampire Queen rose with him. They faced each other in silence, their eyes locked. The moment was brief, yet it seemed to stretch on forever.


    "You''re doing¡­ not worse," she finally said.


    A faint smile tugged at his lips. Maybe that was the highest praise he could hope for from the Vampire Queen.


    Perhaps it was the first time he''d heard her speak so much in one sitting, or maybe she had far more to say than he''d ever given her credit for. After all, she had once been a Rank-9 Immortal¡ªa Lord with thousands of years of experience, victories, and defeats etched into her eternal life.


    Atlas took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a brief moment before opening them again. His calm expression hardened.


    As long as he could still walk freely in this world, no¡ªhe would never doubt his decisions!


    "Let''s go," he said firmly.


    Morganna''s lips curved into a faint smile, and her crimson eyes flared to life in response.

 Chapter 99 - Hes the One Responsible

    The leaked video of the city mayor''s conversation with his assistant quickly spread throughout the city. The footage exposed not only the mayor''s past crimes but also his plan for yet another murder, a revelation made even worse by his clear mention of Zara''s name.The news ignited an immediate storm of outrage across the city. For years, the former mayor''s supporters had suspected foul play, but now they had the proof to validate their frustrations.


    Edrik capitalized on this opportunity. He discreetly funded several groups to amplify the video''s exposure, spreading it far and wide while stoking the fire of public anger.


    Within less than an hour, a growing crowd surged toward the city mayor''s residence. What began as a handful of angry citizens quickly snowballed into a massive mob. Fueled by both righteous fury and years of pent-up frustration, they marched through the streets, converging on the grand gates of the mayor''s estate.


    "Justice for Zara!"


    "Down with the corrupt!"


    People pounded on the heavy iron gates, fists and improvised weapons alike striking the cold metal, demanding answers, demanding blood.


    The mayor''s guards and higher-level awakeners were caught off guard by the sheer intensity of the protest. The walls of their seemingly impenetrable stronghold were now surrounded by an unstoppable tide of anger and betrayal.


    Back in the room where the city mayor was, the cloaked figure was none other than Kurogasa, who had spent the entire day hidden there. Silently observing, he had recorded everything that happened in the room. Without delay, he sent the footage to Edrik to be distributed as widely as possible.


    Kurogasa drew two swords. His cloak concealed most of his body, ensuring that his true form as a Rat Beastkin remained hidden.


    The city mayor''s face paled with panic as he slammed a button on his desk, triggering an alarm. Within seconds, ten guards stormed into the room, their weapons drawn and eyes locked on the intruder.


    "Capture that intruder!" the city mayor barked. "Break his legs and arms so he can''t move or fight. But leave him alive!"


    As the guards encircled Kurogasa, one of the mayor''s assistants hurried over, panic etched across his face


    "Sir, there''s a large crowd gathering outside."


    "What happened?!" The mayor snapped.


    The assistant hesitated, visibly nervous. "It''s the video, sir. The recording¡­ it''s spreading."


    "Damn it!"


    He turned back to the guards. "Take care of him. Once this is done, we''ll tell everyone the video was nothing but a fake¡ªan edited lie."


    With those words, the city mayor slipped behind his guards as he made for the exit. Leaving the chaos behind him, he pushed through the door, abandoning the scene to his men as they closed in on Kurogasa.


    Kurogasa quickly readied himself as ten guards, each with an average level over 40, surrounded him. It was an overwhelming number, one that would have spelled trouble for most people facing them alone.


    But not for him. Kurogasa was far more experienced than they could imagine, and not a trace of fear crossed his face.


    The guards stood ready, armed with swords, spears, and shields, a testament to the city mayor''s immense wealth and ability to hire elite fighters. They closed in, their formation tightening, preparing for what they believed would be an easy victory.


    Two swordsmen lunged at him first, swinging their blades wildly in an attempt to overwhelm him with brute force.


    Kurogasa deftly deflected every strike with his twin swords, the sharp clang of steel ringing through the room. Then, in a burst of agility, he vaulted backward into a perfect somersault, landing right behind another guard. S§×arch* The N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Before the man could react, Kurogasa disarmed him effortlessly, sending his sword clattering to the ground. Using the momentum, he spun his blade and slashed cleanly across his neck, dropping the man in an instant.


    The remaining guards froze for a brief second, stunned by how quickly one of their own had fallen. That hesitation didn''t last long¡ªthey charged in unison, attacking with reckless brutality, determined to overwhelm him.


    Kurogasa darted to the wall and kicked it to soar over their heads. He landed gracefully behind the group, thrusting his swords into the back of the rearmost guard with deadly precision. The man collapsed with a choked cry, and chaos erupted as the others scrambled to adjust.


    The fight continued, the guards attacking with all their might, but Kurogasa was too fast, too fluid. He flipped, vaulted, and twisted through the air with impossible agility, evading every strike that came his way.


    His movements were almost effortless, as if he were dancing through the chaos. Each time he found an opening, he struck with precision, landing fatal blows without a hint of hesitation.


    And yet, despite the overwhelming skill he displayed, Kurogasa held back. He didn''t use the Shadow Element or any advanced skills, relying only on basic movements and fundamental techniques to keep his identity hidden. To the guards, it seemed as though they were being systematically dismantled by an opponent who had mastered the art of combat down to its very core.


    One by one, they fell¡ªuntil only the sound of Kurogasa''s steady breathing remained in the room.


    ***


    In another part of the massive building, four cloaked figures moved through the halls. From their postures, it was clear¡ªtwo women and two men.


    At the front, a woman moved with lethal grace, wielding a sword that slashed effortlessly through everything in her path. She dashed forward, her blade striking with blinding speed, severing necks cleanly as she passed. Each victim fell instantly, their lifeless bodies crumpling to the ground.


    Atlas walked with the group, sighing softly as he kept pace. He knew Morganna used moments like this to let go of her darker emotions. The way she moved, made it clear she found a strange comfort in the violence, as if it was her way of finding peace.


    Edrik led the group, guiding them swiftly through staircases and winding corridors. They moved, navigating the chaos as guards fell before they could raise alarms.


    Finally, their target came into view¡ªthe city mayor. He was running frantically, accompanied by a woman clutching a frightened young girl who looked no older than her early teens. Five guards surrounded them, trembling as they turned to face the approaching figures.


    The mayor''s eyes widened in panic as his gaze locked onto Atlas and the others.


    "Who are you? What do you want?!" he shouted.


    He shoved one of the guards forward, "Kill them! Face them! Do your job!"


    But before the guards could react, a new figure stepped into view at the other end of the corridor. He stood perfectly still, with two blood-soaked swords in hand.


    "Protect me, you cowards! Fight them!"


    Three of the guards rushed toward Kurogasa. But the Rat Beastkin moved with agility, ducking low to evade their strikes. With precise and fluid movements, he targeted their necks and knee joints, delivering crippling blows. As they collapsed to the ground, he finished them off with swift thrusts to their vital points, ensuring they never stood again.


    The final two guards barely had time to react before Morganna descended upon them. Her sword slashed through the air with terrifying speed, effortlessly decapitating them both in a single, clean motion. Their bodies crumpled lifelessly to the floor, the sound of their heads hitting the ground echoing through the corridor.


    Now, only the city mayor, his wife, and his young daughter remained. Their faces pale and stricken with terror. The woman clutched her daughter tightly. The city mayor, on the other hand, stumbled backward against the wall, his body trembling. His clothes were drenched in sweat, his composure shattered.


    Atlas stepped forward just a few feet from the mayor. Zara moved with him, standing at his side. Both wore white masks that concealed their identities, leaving only their eyes visible.


    The city mayor''s voice quivered as he stammered. "What do you want? Money? I''ll give you money!"


    He snatched his Awakener Device and hurled it to the floor, the device skidding to a stop near Atlas''s feet.


    "Take it! There''s plenty of money there. Take all of it! Just let us go!"


    The man responsible for the death of Zara''s entire family now stood before them, trembling, his back pressed against the wall as if trying to disappear into it. His terrified eyes darted between Atlas and Zara, searching for any trace of mercy. There was none.


    Zara stepped forward. For years, this man had evaded justice, living freely without consequence. Now, as he stood trembling in sweat and despair, the reckoning he had always avoided was finally here.


    There would be no escape. No redemption. Only judgment!


    "He killed your family, him!" The sudden scream shattered the silence.


    All eyes turned toward the city mayor''s wife as she pointed a finger at her husband.


    "He''s the one responsible! Not me, not my daughter!"

 Chapter 100 - Blood on the Mayors Hands

    "What are you saying, Callista? Are you insane? How? The fuck?! What''s wrong with your head?" the city mayor shouted."She!" Callista screamed back, pointing toward Zara. "She''s here for revenge. For what you did to her family!"


    "Shut up! Callista!" The city mayor barked. "Say another word, and I''ll make you regret ever speaking!"


    Callista ignored him. Instead, she fell to her knees in front of Zara.


    "I know you''re here for justice¡­ for Rowen. He''s the one who destroyed your family. I had nothing to do with it! I swear, I was too scared to stop him. I couldn''t do anything, not even speak out."


    "Callista, shut up!" Rowen growled, grabbing her shoulder roughly and shoving her backward.


    Callista recoiled sharply, wrenching herself out of his grasp. "Don''t touch me, Rowen! Your sins are yours to bear alone. Don''t you dare drag me and our daughter into this mess!"


    Their young daughter, a blonde girl with short hair, broke down. She stepped forward shakily, falling to her knees before Zara.


    "Please, spare us! I don''t know anything about what my parents did. I''m still young¡ªI couldn''t stop them, I swear!" S§×arch* The n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Rowen spun to face Callista again, grabbing her wrist and yanking her toward him. "Callista, you''ve crossed the line! Selling out your own husband. Do you think throwing me under the bus will save you? Do you?! Weren''t you the one who wanted more wealth? The one who pushed me to act, to give you the luxury you desired? You were the one who set all of it in motion!"


    Callista yanked her arm free with a furious glare. "Don''t you dare twist this, Rowen! I never wanted this!" she screamed, stepping back. "You are the sinner here! You are the monster! Face this alone! I don''t want any part of your madness¡ªI know nothing, and I refuse to suffer with you!"


    Rowen staggered. "Callista! You¡ª!"


    Rowen, consumed by rage, lunged toward Callista, his hand aiming to grab her wrist. But Callista reacted swiftly, deflecting his attempt and forcing his grip aside.


    He managed to catch both of her hands, struggling to hold her back as their strength clashed.


    "You wretch! You dare betray me?!" Rowen snarled.


    In response, Callista slammed her forehead toward him, trying to headbutt him, but Rowen anticipated it, jerking his head back to avoid the blow. In that same instant, he reached into his coat and pulled out...


    A knife.


    Everyone watched, yet no one stepped in to stop him.


    Rowen lunged and aimed the knife toward Callista''s stomach. But Callista twisted to the side at the last moment, shoving his arm away with all her strength.


    And then¡ªeverything stopped.


    Both of them froze, their eyes widening in disbelief.


    The knife hadn''t hit Callista.


    It had struck Thessara, their daughter, who had been standing just behind them.


    The young girl''s eyes flew wide with shock, her mouth opening in a silent scream as her hands instinctively flew to her throat.


    Blood gushed from the deep wound, spilling between her trembling fingers. Her small frame shook violently, her knees buckling as she collapsed to the floor. Her body convulsed briefly before going still.


    "No! No! NO! Thess!" Callista shrieked. She lunged forward, scooping her daughter''s limp form into her shaking arms.


    "My baby! Please, no!" Her sobs echoed through the room.


    Rowen staggered backward, the knife slipping from his trembling fingers and clattering to the floor. His face turned pale, his mouth opening and closing, but no words came, just the horrific realization of what he had done.


    "Thess... no¡­ Thess¡­" Callista whispered, rocking the girl in her arms.


    She pressed her tear-soaked cheek against her daughter''s motionless face.


    From the corridor, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed, growing louder as a crowd of people rushed toward the scene. When they arrived, they froze, their eyes widening in shock at the sight before them.


    Callista sat on the blood-soaked floor, cradling the lifeless body of her daughter, Thessara, her face streaked with tears.


    Not far from her, Rowen sat against the wall, his hands trembling, the bloodied knife he had dropped lying conspicuously on the ground.


    Atlas and his group were already gone, vanishing without a trace.


    "Thess¡­ my baby!" Callista wailed as she turned her face to the onlookers.


    "He took her life! Rowen took my baby''s life!"


    Callista carefully laid her daughter''s body back on the floor. Her hands shook as she reached for the knife still lying where Rowen had dropped it. Gripping it tightly, she lunged at Rowen.


    "You killed my daughter! YOU KILLED MY CHILD! I''LL KILL YOU TOO, ROWEN!"


    Rowen barely reacted in time, stumbling backward as Callista thrust the knife toward him. He caught her wrist, struggling to wrestle the knife away.


    "You''re insane, Callista! Stop!" he shouted.


    "You murdered her! You''ll pay for it! I''ll make you pay!"


    Rowen, desperate, shoved her back, causing her to stumble. But Callista scrambled back to her feet.


    The crowd, growing larger with every passing second, could only stare in stunned silence. The horrific scene unfolded before their eyes like a nightmare brought to life, yet no one dared move at first.


    Finally, as Callista and Rowen grappled once more, several men in the crowd found their courage. They rushed forward, pulling the two apart.


    "Stop this! Enough!"


    "Hold her back! She''s going to kill him!"


    "Let me go! He killed my daughter! He deserves to die! Let me go!"


    ***


    Two advanced caravans rolled through the vast desert road under a dark sky, the first hints of dawn beginning to creep on the horizon.


    In the lead vehicle, Atlas sat beside Edrik, who guided the caravan through the shifting sands.


    The dim glow of the dashboard screen illuminated the cabin, playing a live news broadcast summarizing the incident involving the city mayor.


    The report detailed the mayor''s crimes, his corruption, and the horrifying truth of how he had killed his own daughter. Yet, the mysterious deaths of the guards within the house remained unsolved, shrouded in silence.


    "We''re clean," Edrik said. "I made sure all the surveillance cameras were taken offline. There''s no evidence pointing back to us. Nothing at all."


    Atlas exhaled slowly, his eyes fixed on the barren road ahead. "That''s good. Even if they suspect us, Rowen doesn''t have the means to come after us. The world of Lords is far beyond their reach."


    "Agreed," Edrik replied.


    After a brief pause, Atlas asked, "How''s Zara?"


    "Kaida said she''s fast asleep," Edrik replied. "And¡­ maybe this is the first time she''s ever slept this deeply."


    Atlas frowned, turning to him. "What do you mean?"


    "Zara usually only sleeps for one or two hours a day, at most."


    "Seriously? I didn''t even know that was possible."


    Edrik shrugged slightly. "I think she developed that talent as a survival skill, her own way of coping with trauma."


    "I think I''d like a talent like that too," Atlas said with a faint smile. "Imagine only needing to sleep one or two hours a day."


    After some time on the road, Edrik broke the silence again. "Any other agenda besides the ones tied to the Lord Battles?"


    "Yes," Atlas replied. "Avenging Mira."


    Edrik nodded slowly. He already knew the story¡ªhow Atlas had dived into Mira''s past and the pain she carried from her old world.


    After a brief pause, Atlas continued. "Is there a way to visit other worlds? Mira''s world¡­ or any other world, without waiting thousands of years for the system to allow access?"

 Chapter 101 - Luminaria Grove

    Atlas and his team had returned from the Lower Lands after visiting the families of soldiers who had fallen in the last battle. However, for two of them, there were no surviving relatives, leaving their stories to fade with no one left to remember them.With the tributes complete, Atlas shifted his focus to the impending end of the Season Battle. As the midday sun bathed Gacha Haven in a warm glow, a familiar notification appeared before him, signaling the culmination of his efforts.


    [The current Season of the Lord Battle has concluded.]


    [Calculating the score...]


    [You successfully defended your island five times.]


    [You executed a successful Counter Attack once.]


    [You achieved victory in the All-Out Confrontation Battle once.]


    [Your overall score is: S.]


    [Congratulations!]


    The notifications continued to unfold.


    [All residents of Gacha Haven have earned 50,000 bonus experience points.]


    [All residents of Gacha Haven have gained 20 bonus stat points.]


    [You have gained an additional 20 bonus stat points.]


    [You have received the Dominion Skirmish Token Battle.]


    [You have reached Level 50.]


    [EXP: 44,835 / 228,266]


    [Congratulations! You have reached Level 50. You are now eligible to undertake the Class Advancement Quest.]


    [Displaying available classes for advancement...]


    Atlas paused for a moment, reviewing everything he had gained from the current season battle.


    His score was S! That should be incredible, right?


    But, was this truly the highest score possible?


    He dug deeper into the system and discovered there were still higher tiers: SS and SSS. The realization that he hadn''t even come close to those scores left him wondering¡ªdid someone need to defeat every single Lord they encountered to achieve such heights?


    This Lord Battle was really designed to push everyone to kill each other.


    As for the rewards, there were experience points¡ª50K of them. At first glance, it seemed like a massive amount, but it wasn''t even enough for a full level-up. Still, there was no need to despair, as every participant on the island received 20 stat points, equivalent to leveling up twice.


    On top of that, Atlas had earned an additional 20 stat points, meaning it was as though he''d leveled up four times in total!


    Then there was the real prize: a Dominion Skirmish battle token. This was one of the most valuable items in any seasonal battle because it granted the chance to fight for control of a new, unoccupied island.


    The Dominion Skirmish itself was another massive battle¡ªarguably even larger in scale¡ªsince multiple Lords could compete for the same unoccupied island. It promised to be a brutal showdown.


    More detailed information about the battle was expected soon, but one thing was certain: it would take place before the next season battle began.


    Finally, Atlas reached level 50! This milestone unlocked a class advancement quest for him. However, he decided to hold off for now.


    He wanted to thoroughly review the available class options, but he wouldn''t do it alone.


    He planned to discuss it with some of his elite subordinates. Not all of them, though¡ªjust Edrik and Kurogasa, the most level-headed among them, and maybe Karian and Baldric too.


    Atlas summoned his status screen and couldn''t help but smile at the display in front of him. S§×ar?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [Name: Atlas Blackthorn]


    [Level: 50]


    [Strength: 219 | Agility: 125 | Intelligence: 72 | Constitution: 126 | Stamina: 132]


    [Available Stat Points: 80]


    [Job: The Lord]


    [Class: Warrior (Class Advancement Available)]


    [Ironclad Will (S) - Tactical Awareness (A) - Instinctual Command (A) - Elemental Spear Mastery (S) - Elemental Dominion (S) - Commanding Presence (S) - Bloodbound Vigor (S)]


    80 available stat points!


    Atlas took a moment to carefully consider how he would allocate them. His fighting style so far had heavily relied on the spear¡ªa weapon that demanded high Strength to maximize its physical attack power.


    Naturally, this meant Strength would be a top priority.


    He already had decent survivability, thanks to his defensive skills and even a regeneration ability, but boosting his Constitution further would improve his health and physical defenses, making him more durable in drawn-out battles.


    Stamina was another essential area to enhance. It directly influenced his endurance in combat, ensuring he could sustain long fights without faltering. This was especially crucial in large-scale battles where prolonged effort could determine the victor.


    Then there was Intelligence. Recently, he had acquired a spear with magic-based area skills, which could become a game-changer in large-scale fights. Leveraging those abilities effectively would require developing his magical aptitude, making Intelligence a secondary focus.


    Finally, there was Agility. To balance his combat style, which relied on heavy physical attacks, he would need the speed and reflexes that only Agility could provide. It was crucial to ensure his movements remained fluid and his attacks fast, making him a versatile warrior.


    After weighing each factor carefully, Atlas finalized his stat allocation, confident that this balanced distribution would make him an even more formidable Lord in the battles to come.


    [Spend 20 Stat Points into Strength]


    [Spend 10 Stat Points into Agility]


    [Spend 20 Stat Points into Intelligence]


    [Spend 10 Stat Points into Constitution]


    [Spend 20 Stat Points into Stamina]


    [Strength: 239 | Agility: 135 | Intelligence: 92 | Constitution: 136 | Stamina: 152]


    "Nice? Yes, this is good!"


    Atlas smiled in satisfaction as he looked over his updated status. The balanced distribution of his stat points left him eager to keep upgrading his talents, leveling up, and acquiring powerful new skills.


    And there was no need to worry¡ªsoon, he''d unlock an advanced class that would bring even more abilities to his arsenal.


    Stepping out of his room, he inhaled the crisp, fresh air, feeling it fill his lungs.


    The Gacha Haven had truly become a serene and inviting place to live. Wide expanses of grass stretched out, dotted with vibrant flowers, towering trees, and neatly cultivated gardens filled with fruits¡ªand an abundance of carrots.


    Today was a day off for everyone, and the island residents were scattered about, enjoying the break. Some sat outside, sharing food and conversation, while others helped Mira in the gardens.


    Atlas couldn''t help but smile as he took in the tranquil scene. The calmness of the island belied the blood, sweat, and countless battles fought to secure this peace. He exhaled deeply, letting his thoughts wander.


    He soon made his way to a unique part of the island¡ªa small area encircled by a flowing river. At its heart was a tiny island, home to a single, extraordinary tree. This tree had grown from an A-rank item he had obtained: the Spirit Grove Seed. After planting it, the seed had blossomed into something truly magical.


    The tree, now known as Luminaria Grove, stood tall and majestic. Its translucent leaves shimmered, shifting between hues of green and faint gold. Its roots exuded a soft, misty aura, and delicate orbs of light floated lazily around its canopy.


    This was no ordinary tree. Anyone near it would receive a series of powerful buffs that lasted for a significant duration:


    [Health Regeneration: Accelerates healing over time.]


    [Mana Regeneration: Quickly replenishes magical energy.]


    [Increased Defense: Boosts physical and magical resistance.]


    [Attack Boost: Enhances either physical or magical attack power.]


    [Movement Speed: Slightly improves mobility within the area of effect.]


    The duration of these buffs ranged from 2 to 10 minutes, depending on individual conditions. Interestingly, some people received longer buffs while others experienced shorter effects.


    According to Lyrassa, this variation was linked to each person''s elemental affinity. Atlas, for example, enjoyed a near-maximum buff duration of just over 8 minutes¡ªa significant advantage.


    Once someone moved away from the tree, the buffs would persist for their remaining duration, but being near the tree accelerated the regeneration of these effects almost 2-fold. This made the tree not just magical, but a strategic asset for the island.


    Beyond its practical benefits, the Luminaria Grove also had a calming presence. Simply sitting near the base of the tree could fill someone with a profound sense of peace.


    However, access to the tree was strictly regulated by Mira, who fiercely protected its sanctity. She didn''t allow just anyone to set foot on the small island where the tree stood, let alone climb it!


    Her reasoning?


    "Its beauty would diminish if people trampled around it," she had declared.


    Of course, this rule didn''t apply to Atlas. As the island''s leader, he was free to visit the tree whenever he pleased. Smirking at the memory of Mira''s strict enforcement, he stepped closer, appreciating the tranquil energy radiating from the tree.


    Atlas sat down at the base of the tree, closing his eyes for a moment. The soft rustle of the glowing leaves above, the gentle hum of the tree''s magic, and the cool breeze flowing through the area all combined to create a sense of perfect calm.


    Just as he was sinking deeper into the peaceful atmosphere, a soft, melodic voice broke through his thoughts.


    "My Lord... you seem to be enjoying this moment a lot."


    The words reached his ears, pulling him back to the present. He opened his eyes, a faint smile playing on his lips as he turned to see who had spoken.

 Chapter 102 - Lyrassas Whisper

    "Lyrassa?"Atlas murmured softly as he looked up to find the girl kneeling gracefully before him.


    "Am I interrupting your rest, My Lord?"


    "No, I''ve had enough time to rest," he replied with a faint smile. "I just needed a moment to calm my mind."


    He patted the spot beside him. "Come."


    Lyrassa moved fluidly, settling next to his left with her legs tucked neatly to the side.


    Atlas knew this was one of her favorite spots, so it wasn''t surprising to find her here. As a Nature Spirit, her connection to the natural world was undeniable. Her talent, Forest Heartbeat, tied her to the forests and their energies, making this serene haven the perfect place for her.


    He realized he hadn''t spent much time talking with her lately, something he had been meaning to change. His intense training sessions were usually overseen by Kurogasa, and during his recent visit to the Lower Lands, he hadn''t brought her along.


    Even so, because of his bond with her¡ªone that went beyond mere loyalty. It felt deeper, a connection both emotional and personal, something he couldn''t fully articulate but felt profoundly.


    For a while, they sat in silence, shoulders lightly touching. The serene atmosphere of the area wrapped around them, as if the grove itself was cradling them in its peace.


    The soft rustling of leaves, the vibrant colors of flowers, and the cool air made it feel like they were in a world apart. Even the distant sounds of the island seemed unable to reach this secluded haven.


    "Do you have something to¡­" Lyrassa''s voice broke the silence. "Something you''d like to share with me, My Lord?"


    "Share?" Atlas echoed, turning his head slightly toward her.


    Lyrassa met his gaze. She nodded gently, waiting for his response.


    It was just like her. Lyrassa always seemed to know things others couldn''t sense. Whether it was someone''s hidden emotions or unspoken thoughts, she had a way of reaching beneath the surface. On more than one occasion, she''d even claimed she could hear what people were thinking.


    Atlas had experienced this firsthand enough times to believe her. While this uncanny skill didn''t appear explicitly in her list of talents, there was no doubt it existed¡ªand it always caught him off guard.


    "You''ve done your best for everyone, My Lord," Lyrassa said softly.


    Atlas nodded slowly, acknowledging her words without speaking.


    Then, without warning, Lyrassa lifted her hands and gently touched his cheek. The moment her fingers made contact, Atlas instinctively closed his eyes.


    A surge of calmness swept through him, silencing the chaos in his mind as though her touch had shut off the relentless whirlpool of thoughts. It was as if he were floating, his body relaxing entirely under the influence of her soothing presence.


    He allowed the sensation to envelop him, her soft hand caressing his face, bringing a tranquility he hadn''t realized he needed.


    When he opened his eyes again, his gaze met hers. Lyrassa''s face was serene, her expression imbued with warmth and reassurance.


    "You treat everyone so well," she continued gently. "Everyone loves you."


    Atlas remained silent.


    "You''ve carried this great responsibility with such strength," she went on. "And you''ve exceeded everyone''s expectations."


    Her eyes seemed to pull him in. Atlas felt himself drawn, as though hypnotized by the quiet intensity in her gaze.


    "But," she said, her voice dropping into an even softer tone, "we can''t navigate this kind of battle, this kind of world, with pure hearts alone." Sear?h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Her right hand moved to rest on his chest.


    "For some people," she continued, "killing is not natural. It''s not something they can accept. It''s not something they can see as right."


    Atlas shook his head slowly.


    Her words cut too close, echoing the turmoil that had taken root in his thoughts¡ªthe weight of the wars he''d fought, the lives taken, and the people who had died in service to him.


    Could she feel the chaos in my mind?


    The lingering doubts, the guilt of every life lost in these battles, of those who gave their lives for me?


    Lyrassa''s gaze softened as she drew her hand back slightly, resting it gently on her lap. Her voice was calm yet profound as she spoke.


    "My Lord," she began, "do you know what it truly means to exist as part of nature?"


    Atlas tilted his head slightly, listening intently.


    "It means to grow, to nurture, to protect," she continued. "But it also means to destroy, to take life when it is necessary. Nature thrives on balance¡ªbetween creation and destruction, between peace and war."


    Her expression grew pensive, her eyes meeting him. "For centuries, I have fought battles of my own. I have stood by and defended every Lord who called upon me, giving my all¡ªeven when it meant taking lives."


    She paused, her words hanging in the air between them.


    "It was not easy," she admitted softly. "Every branch broken, every blade of grass trampled, every life taken weighed on me."


    Her voice faltered for a moment, then steadied as she went on.


    "But I learned something valuable. To protect what is precious, we must sometimes become the storm that shatters the branches. We must be the fire that burns away the overgrowth. It is not an act of cruelty, but one of necessity. Nature itself abides by this truth. When a tree falls, its death enriches the soil, making way for new growth. When a predator hunts, it ensures balance in the ecosystem, keeping life sustainable for all."


    Leaning in slightly, her tone grew even gentler.


    "I have survived battles not by hardening my heart, but by accepting this balance. I do not fight for vengeance or glory. I fight for those who cannot defend themselves alone, for the future that deserves to be nurtured. Yes, I have taken lives, but I have also saved them, healed them, and guided those lost back to the light."


    Her gaze softened even more.


    "The burdens you carry now, no matter how heavy, are part of this balance. We do not take life without purpose, and we do not fight for ourselves alone. Every battle, every sacrifice, is for those under your care. And though it pains you, that pain is a gift¡ªit keeps you human. It keeps your heart aligned with what truly matters."


    She placed her hand lightly on his chest once more, the warmth of her touch grounding him in the moment.


    "Even in the darkest of battles, you can still grow. Just as nature endures through storms and droughts, so will you. You are stronger than you realize, My Lord."


    Atlas smiled softly at Lyrassa''s explanation. It was, without a doubt, a unique perspective¡ªone shaped by her own experiences and connection to nature. Yet, as he listened, he found himself translating her words into something that resonated with his own understanding.


    "That''s certainly a unique perspective, Lyrassa. Thanks," he said with a quiet chuckle.


    Lyrassa smiled back, shaking her head gently. "I only said what needed to be said. But remember, My Lord, it''s you who has fought to reach this point. I know you have the strength to accomplish far greater things."


    Atlas nodded slowly. "I sure do."


    For a moment, their eyes met, and the tranquility in her presence drew Atlas closer. Almost instinctively, he leaned in, resting against her and allowing himself to fall into her embrace.


    In her arms, he found a warmth and peace he hadn''t realized he needed. It wasn''t just comfort¡ªit was grounding, a quiet reassurance that seemed to piece together the fragments of his weary mind.


    They remained like that for some time, the minutes slipping by unnoticed. Gradually, the tension in his body eased, and clarity began to settle over his thoughts.


    At some point, without realizing it, Atlas had rested his head in her lap. Lyrassa cradled him patiently, her touch gentle and deliberate as if she understood the depth of his exhaustion. The grove around them remained still, its serenity wrapping them in an ethereal calm.


    Time passed, and Atlas eventually stirred, the haze of sleep lifting as he remembered his upcoming meeting with Edrik and Kurogasa to discuss his new class.

 Chapter 103 - Shadow Sentinel

    Atlas sat in a room with Edrik, Kurogasa, and Karian. Without wasting any time, he opened the class advancement menu, and shared the screen with the others.Five classes were listed before them.


    [1. Warlord (Support + Offensive Leader)]


    [2. Shadow Sentinel (Agility + Stealth-Based Fighter)]


    [3. Arcane Vanguard (Magic + Spear Hybrid)]


    [4. Eclipse Spear Master (Stealth + Vampiric Combat)]


    [5. Tempest Warden (Elemental Combat Specialist)]


    Atlas glanced at the three people in the room, noting their subtle nods as they studied the options presented by the system.


    While the class names alone offered little insight, Atlas knew he could delve into their detailed descriptions to analyze each class further and gain a clearer understanding of their strengths and potential.


    "Should we go through them one by one?" Atlas asked.


    "Yes, I think that''s necessary," Edrik replied.


    [1. Warlord (Support + Offensive Leader)]


    [A commanding leader who bolsters allies while engaging enemies with powerful spear attacks. Excels in frontline support and coordination.]


    [Elements: Water (flexibility in group buffs), Shadow (enhanced ally offense).]


    [Skills: Battle Cry (Active), Spear Rush (Active), Dominating Presence (Passive), War Banner (Active)]


    [Scores:]


    [Single Target: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡î¡î]


    [AoE: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡î]


    [Support: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï]


    [Survivability: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡î]


    [Versatility: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï]


    From the detailed descriptions of the classes, each one featured a short summary, the elements it synergized with, and a partial list of its skills. Naturally, it was clear that these classes had far more than just four skills to explore.


    However, there were no in-depth explanations for each skill provided. This left them relying on guesses based on the skill names or drawing from the experience and insight of Atlas''s elite subordinates.


    The Warlord class stood out as a strong candidate, clearly designed to complement Atlas''s role as a leader. It focused on the use of Water and Shadow elements, both of which he had a high affinity for.


    This class seemed particularly promising, especially given Atlas''s Wavebreaker Spear and Zefyros, both of which would synergize powerfully with water-based abilities. Additionally, the incorporation of shadow made it even more appealing as a choice.


    [2. Shadow Sentinel (Agility + Stealth-Based Fighter)]


    [A deadly assassin who utilizes speed, evasion, and stealth to eliminate enemies with precision. Ideal for single-target eliminations and guerrilla tactics.]


    [Elements: Shadow (speed and evasion), Dark (critical strike boosts).]


    [Abilities: Shadowstep (Active), Piercing Darkness (Active), Shadow Cloak (Active), Phantom Spear (Active)]


    [Scores:]


    [Single Target: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï]


    [AoE: ¡ï¡ï¡î¡î¡î]


    [Support: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡î¡î]


    [Survivability: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡î]


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    The second class was an Assassin-type class, which was quite unexpected for Atlas to have as an option. It was likely offered due to his high affinity with Dark and Shadow elements.


    This class clearly excelled in single-target damage, but it was already shaping up to be the least likely choice. He had no intention of taking on the role of an assassin¡ªespecially since there were already two skilled individuals in that category: Kurogasa and Edrik.


    [3. Arcane Vanguard (Magic + Spear Hybrid)]


    [A versatile warrior who blends elemental magic and spear combat to dominate the battlefield. Excels in both single-target and AoE damage.]


    [Elements: Water (defensive versatility), Shadow (enhanced offense).]


    [Abilities: Tide Surge (Active), Spear Torrent (Active), Flow State (Passive), Hydro-Shield (Active)]


    [Scores:]


    [Single Target: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡î]


    [AoE: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡î]


    [Support: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡î¡î]


    [Survivability: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï]


    [Versatility: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï]


    Interesting... very interesting.


    This class boasted exceptionally high single-target and AoE damage, making it incredibly versatile¡ªa fact reflected in its impressive scores across various aspects.


    Considering its heavy utilization of elemental magic, Atlas couldn''t help but wonder if this class was influenced by his bond with Lyrassa. Once again, it made use of two elements with which Atlas had a high affinity.


    Could this class now take precedence over the Warlord class?


    Setting the thought aside for now, he moved on to the fourth class.


    [4. Eclipse Spear Master (Stealth + Vampiric Combat)]


    [A vampiric warrior who thrives in the shadows, specializing in high burst damage and lifesteal mechanics. Excels in nighttime or dimly lit battles.]


    [Elements: Primary: Shadow (critical damage and stealth), Dark (lifesteal).]


    [Abilities: Eclipsed Fury (Active), Crimson Spear Dance (Active), Bloodbound Pact (Passive), Midnight Rend (Ultimate)]


    [Scores:]


    [Single Target: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡î]


    [AoE: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡î]


    [Support: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡î]


    [Survivability: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï]


    [Versatility: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡î]


    Vampiric Combat!


    If the previous class seemed influenced by his bond with Lyrassa, this one was unmistakably tied to his connection with Morganna.


    Eclipse Spear Master stood out with its well-balanced value in both single-target and AoE damage, paired with exceptional survivability.


    Judging by its list of skills, the class seemed to mirror Morganna''s fighting style¡ªlethal, precise single-target strikes, coupled with devastating AoE attacks that could dominate the battlefield.


    What made it even more appealing was its lifesteal abilities, enabling Atlas to sustain himself in prolonged combat, making him a durable force in any fight.


    However, the drawback was clear: the class only utilized the Dark and Shadow elements. While these aligned well with his affinities, choosing this path would mean neglecting the potential of his affinity with other elements, making it a less efficient choice overall.


    [5. Tempest Warden (Elemental Combat Specialist)]


    [A dynamic spear fighter specializing in water and lightning, excelling in AoE and crowd control. Perfect for frontline dominance and elemental synergy.]


    [Elements: Water (fluid AoE control), Lightning (burst damage and critical enhancements).]


    [Abilities: Aqua Thunderburst (Active), Maelstrom Surge (Active), Lightning Step (Active), Tempest Requiem (Ultimate)]


    [Scores:]


    [Single Target: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡î]


    [AoE: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï]


    [Support: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï]


    [Survivability: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï]


    [Versatility: ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï]


    And then, the fifth class...


    Atlas narrowed his eyes slightly, studying the details.


    Wasn''t the overall score for this one a little too perfect compared to the others?


    This class utilized Water and Lightning, which immediately caught his attention. These elements perfectly aligned with his Wavebreaker Spear and Zefyros, both of which could harness the power of those elements with remarkable efficiency.


    Something about this option stirred a sense of intrigue in Atlas¡ªit felt like a strong contender, perhaps even a top priority.


    He paused for a moment, turning his attention to the others in the room to open the floor for discussion.


    Edrik was the first to speak. "Before the three of us share our thoughts, I believe you should clarify what kind of fighting style you want to focus on and the role you aim to take in battles, Atlas."


    Atlas raised an eyebrow. "Even though you''re the ones helping to build my training regimen, you''re still asking me this?" he said, a faint smirk on his lips. "But I suppose the answer is clear, and I''m sure you already know my intentions."


    Edrik nodded. "If I may summarize, then. You still want to fight on the frontline, correct? Which means having strong survivability is key. You''ll also need lethal single-target damage to face enemy Lords effectively. And after that, prioritizing AoE skills would be wise, allowing you to deal significant damage to larger groups of opponents."


    "Correct," Atlas confirmed.


    Kurogasa then spoke. "My Lord, I''m sure you already have your own priorities for the five available classes, based on whatever reasoning you''ve considered. I''d like to hear your decision."


    "Sure," Atlas replied, nodding. "I''ll rank them based on my preferences, and then I''d like to hear your thoughts on whether my choices make sense."


    He paused briefly before starting.


    "First, Tempest Warden. This one perfectly aligns with my affinity for water and lightning, offering exceptional AoE, crowd control, and strong synergy with my talents. Plus, it complements Zefyros''s abilities perfectly. Since Zefyros will always fight alongside me in battle, this class would work seamlessly with my Wavebreaker Spear as well."


    He glanced at the group, then continued. "Second, Arcane Vanguard. The reason? It combines elemental magic with spear combat, which enhances both my versatility and my mastery of elements."


    "Third, Warlord. While it provides leadership and team buffs¡ªimportant assets for any group¡ªit feels like it might be a bit dull for my playstyle. That said, its use of water and shadow elements is a good fit overall."


    "Fourth, Eclipse Spear Master. I feel like Morganna already covers this role on the battlefield, and if I were to pick this class, it would underutilize the potential of both the Wavebreaker Spear and Zefyros."


    "And last, Shadow Sentinel. Simply put, I don''t see the need to add another assassin to our team."


    Atlas finished with a smile, leaning back slightly after laying out his reasoning. "That''s how I see it. What do you think?"


    Edrik was the first to speak. "From my perspective, it''s simple. Choosing a class that aligns with your fighting style is always a strong move. You wield a spear, and all the available classes seem to pair well with that. On top of that, you have a Legendary-grade spear, which has practically become your signature weapon, Atlas. Plus, your spirit beast''s elemental synergy with you further reinforces that your choices are solid."


    Karian chimed in next. "For me, well... I''m not really a fan of versatile roles," he admitted with a grin. "But surprisingly, the options available here seem almost too good. Honestly, I don''t think this is even a question to debate¡ªthe answer is obvious, haha."


    Atlas turned to Kurogasa. "What about you?"


    "My Lord," Kurogasa began, "my concern is similar to Karian''s. Versatile roles in battle can be a risky choice. While they offer adaptability, there are inherent weaknesses to such a role as well."


    "Go on, Kurogasa," Atlas said. "I want to hear your analysis of the potential weaknesses in the options available."


    Kurogasa nodded, gathering his thoughts before continuing.

 Chapter 104 - Weighing the Warden

    "My Lord, I''ll start with the weaknesses and disadvantages of choosing Tempest Warden," Kurogasa began.Atlas nodded with a smile, "Please, Kurogasa," giving him the floor to explain.


    "First: Neglect of Dark and Shadow Elements," Kurogasa stated. "Tempest Warden focuses heavily on water and lightning, which leaves shadow and dark elements underutilized."


    He elaborated further, "The strengths of shadow¡ªlike stealth, critical amplification, and debuffs¡ªaren''t fully realized in the Tempest Warden''s play style. Additionally, it reduces utility in environments or battles where shadow-based abilities are most effective, such as dimly lit or underground settings. There''s also the potential loss of synergy with skills like Elemental Markings (Verdant Shadow)."


    Atlas nodded thoughtfully, summarizing Kurogasa''s points for clarity. "So, the main issue is that the shadow element would be underused in this class?"


    "Exactly," Kurogasa affirmed.


    "Do we have a solution for this?" Atlas asked.


    "Yes," Kurogasa replied. "Even if shadow is initially sidelined, we can focus on training you to integrate shadow abilities later, either in your training regimen or directly in battle. This approach could potentially unlock hybrid shadow-water or shadow-lightning skills¡ªor even unique classes¡ªin the future."


    "So, we could train to develop synergy between shadow, water, and lightning over time?" Atlas clarified.


    "Correct, My Lord," Kurogasa confirmed with a nod.


    Atlas nodded slowly. "I got it. Please continue, Kurogasa."


    Kurogasa inclined his head slightly and proceeded. "The second disadvantage is Environmental Dependency."


    He elaborated, "Tempest Warden thrives in aquatic, humid, or stormy terrains but struggles in arid, underground, or neutral environments. Key elemental boosts from its skills are weakened without access to water or lightning sources. You may also experience reduced effectiveness in fire-dominated areas or magical zones where other elements take precedence."


    Atlas nodded again. "I see. That does seem like a significant problem. But is it one without a solution?"


    Kurogasa shook his head calmly and explained, "No, there is a solution. Your connection with Zefyros, who will consistently stay by your side in battle, will help maintain elemental synergy even in less favorable environments."


    He continued, "Additionally, we can train you to develop adaptability-focused skills. For example, something like Steam Burst could allow you to use heat in dry terrains to create an AoE distraction. This would expand your flexibility in challenging environments."


    "Okay," Atlas said, his tone thoughtful. "So you''re suggesting that the problem can be mitigated if I master combining elements to adapt to different terrains and environments? By integrating them more effectively with water, I can gain an advantage?"


    "Exactly," Kurogasa confirmed. "You''ll need to deepen your understanding of elemental combinations, learning to balance strengths and weaknesses for each terrain. This will also push you to improve your affinity with other basic elements, making you more versatile."


    "I got it. So, the solution boils down to training and more battle experience," Atlas concluded.


    Kurogasa nodded. "Indeed, My Lord. That is the most reliable path forward."


    "Well," Atlas said with a small smile, "I suppose that''s the only real solution anyway."


    Kurogasa continued. "Alright, My Lord, the third concern is Cooldown Management."


    He elaborated, "Both Tempest Warden and your Wavebreaker Spear rely heavily on high-impact skills like Tempest Requiem, Ocean''s Wrath, and Sea of Storms. These abilities come with long cooldowns and high mana usage. Without a solution for this, you won''t be able to fully utilize the AoE potential of the class or your weapon." S~ea??h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He paused briefly before adding, "Downtime between major skills forces you to rely on basic attacks or minor abilities, which reduces your overall DPS in prolonged engagements."


    "And the solution?" Atlas asked.


    "The simplest approach," Kurogasa explained, "would be to invest in cooldown-reduction artifacts or talents to shorten the recovery periods of these skills."


    Atlas nodded. "That makes sense. Perhaps we can discuss this with Baldric, or hope the Gacha grants me an appropriate item. Are there other solutions, Kurogasa?"


    Kurogasa continued, "Yes. You could adopt an alternate playstyle by using buffs and defensive skills to fill the gaps during cooldown periods. This way, you stay active while waiting for your primary skills to recharge."


    Atlas fell silent for a moment, reflecting on the suggestion. He realized this would also mean focusing more on developing his Intelligence stat to enhance his mana efficiency. This, in turn, would optimize the full potential of whatever class he ultimately chose.


    Kurogasa spoke again, "I''ll continue with the remaining points as clearly and concisely as possible, My Lord."


    "Thank you, Kurogasa. Please go ahead," Atlas replied.


    "The fourth problem is Overwhelming AoE Focus," Kurogasa continued.


    "Tempest Warden excels at AoE damage and crowd control, but its single-target options may feel underpowered by comparison," he explained.


    "This creates issues like struggling against bosses or high-priority enemies that require precision-focused damage. Additionally, over-reliance on AoE skills can lead to inefficiencies in battles with scattered or smaller enemy groups."


    "But we have solutions," he added. "For instance, strengthening single-target skills to complement the AoE dominance or equipping items and weapons specifically designed for single-target burst damage."


    "Okay," Atlas nodded. "So, the solution also lies in items and weapons."


    "Exactly, My Lord. Who knows¡ªsomeday you may obtain another weapon with single-target-focused skills. That would greatly enhance your versatility, as the Wavebreaker Spear is heavily specialized in AoE damage."


    "Understood," Atlas replied. "So I''ll need a weapon tailored for single-target combat. But for now, it''s out of our hands."


    "Indeed," Kurogasa confirmed. "And now, the last point, My Lord."


    "Please, go ahead," Atlas prompted.


    "The fifth and final concern is Lack of Debuffs," Kurogasa continued.


    "While Tempest Warden excels in buffs and AoE damage, it offers limited debuffs to directly weaken enemies. This creates issues such as missed opportunities to amplify damage through the enemy''s weaknesses. Additionally, it overlaps with team support roles, leaving you reliant on allies for debuffing."


    "Debuffing¡­" Atlas murmured thoughtfully. "So, you mean, it''s about boosting damage output by weakening the enemies?"


    "Yes, My Lord. A simple solution would be to train with a debuff-focused ally to learn complementary techniques."


    Atlas nodded. "Alright, I feel like this concern is the easiest to set aside for now. Correct?"


    "Correct, My Lord," Kurogasa confirmed.


    Atlas took a moment to review all the points Kurogasa had presented:


    First, Neglect of Dark and Shadow Elements: The solution is to integrate more Shadow techniques into battles, creating potential synergy between Water, Lightning, and Shadow.


    Second, Environmental Dependency: The key is to deepen his understanding of elemental combinations, utilizing them to adapt effectively to any environment or condition.


    Third, Cooldown Management: Investing in Intelligence and training to increase mana efficiency will reduce the downtime of major skills.


    Fourth, Overwhelming AoE Focus: Enhancing single-target skills and acquiring a weapon focused on single-target damage would balance the class''s offensive versatility.


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    Fifth, Lack of Debuffs: Working with a debuff-specialized ally would mitigate this issue, though it''s not an immediate priority.


    He weighed all the concerns, disadvantages, and potential solutions, carefully considering whether Tempest Warden was still the best choice.


    This decision wasn''t just about the present¡ªit would shape how he developed himself in the future and how he could maximize the benefits of his chosen path.


    Lifting his gaze to the three people in the room, Atlas asked, "Now, tell me¡ªEdrik, Kurogasa, Karian¡ªis there any option better than Tempest Warden?"

 Chapter 105 - Tempest Warden

    "allow me to answer your question, my lord."kurogasa said, ready to continue addressing atlas''s question about the best class alternatives to tempest warden.


    "please, go ahead," atlas replied, gesturing for him to continue.


    "i''ll present three alternative options and explain their strengths and weaknesses for comparison," kurogasa began. "first, arcane vanguard, a hybrid of magic and spear combat."


    "okay, tell me the strengths," atlas prompted.


    "arcane vanguard blends water, lightning, and shadow elements, allowing you to develop all your elemental affinities equally. it provides strong versatility in both single-target and aoe combat, while emphasizing mana control and magical defense. this class balances offense and utility effectively."


    "and the weaknesses?"


    "it has lower raw damage output compared to tempest warden, and it requires precise elemental management to perform at its peak," kurogasa explained.


    "alright," atlas said with a nod. "so the biggest drawback is the reduced raw damage. what''s next?"


    "the second option is eclipse spear master, which combines stealth and vampiric combat," kurogasa continued.


    "strengths? this class fully develops shadow and dark elements, prioritizing stealth, lifesteal, and critical damage. it excels at single-target burst damage while also offering self-healing capabilities."


    "and the weaknesses, it lacks the aoe damage and team-wide buffs of tempest warden. additionally, it relies heavily on shadow and dark elements, making it less effective in brightly lit or elementally diverse terrains."


    "understood," atlas said thoughtfully. "this still feels like my third option. what''s the last one?"


    "warlord, a support and offensive leader class," kurogasa answered.


    "strengths, it enhances your leadership abilities, granting powerful buffs to improve team synergy. it also balances survivability and offense, making it ideal for prolonged battles."


    "and its weaknesses, it has less focus on elemental combat compared to tempest warden and lacks the versatility of elemental synergy. this limits its hybrid combat potential," kurogasa explained.


    atlas nodded, absorbing the information. "so, its strength lies in leadership, but it sacrifices elemental versatility."


    "exactly, my lord," kurogasa replied. "these are the primary alternatives. each has its strengths and weaknesses, but none are without compromise."


    atlas took a deep breath, processing the lengthy and detailed explanations kurogasa had provided. while it had been an extensive discussion, it gave him invaluable insights into each class and strengthened his resolve to make the right choice without regret.


    he weighed his options again, noting that tempest warden and arcane vanguard stood out as the most competitive choices. however, his decision wasn''t solely about the class itself¡ªit also depended heavily on his wavebreaker spear, the legendary-grade weapon he already possessed, and its synergy with zefyros.


    the combination of class, weapon, and spirit beast promised to grant him both the versatility of strong single-target damage and the crowd control and aoe potential he would need. with all these factors considered, atlas felt he was nearing a conclusion.


    finally, he looked at kurogasa.


    "okay, now i''d like to hear your final recommendation, kurogasa," he said firmly, ready to make his decision.


    kurogasa nodded slowly before continuing. "thank you for the opportunity, my lord. here is my final recommendation."


    he paused briefly, then spoke with certainty. "the first recommendation, and the overall best choice, is¡­ tempest warden."


    atlas couldn''t help but smile, relieved that the suggestion aligned with his initial preference.


    "the reasoning," kurogasa continued, "is that it aligns perfectly with your water and lightning affinities, offering unrivaled aoe dominance, team synergy, and elemental power. additionally, it synergizes seamlessly with zefyros''s talents, making it the most optimal fit for your bond."


    "i''m glad to hear that," atlas replied. "what about arcane vanguard?"


    "arcane vanguard is a strong alternative," kurogasa explained. "it''s ideal if you wish to balance the development of water, lightning, and shadow from the start. it provides robust hybrid combat options while retaining flexibility with elements."


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    "eclipse spear master is a unique alternative," kurogasa said. "it''s a compelling choice for focusing on shadow and stealth development, excelling in single-target burst damage and healing. however, it sacrifices aoe and team-wide support."


    "and warlord?"


    "for warlord, it''s strictly a situational alternative," kurogasa stated. "while it enhances leadership and buffs, it lacks the elemental versatility and combat flexibility of your other options."


    atlas nodded thoughtfully, the clarity in kurogasa''s recommendations giving him the final confidence he needed.


    atlas turned to the others, his expression inviting their thoughts.


    edrik was the first to respond. "do you need more convincing to choose tempest warden? if so, i can provide a detailed breakdown of how its skills, your current skills, your talents, zefyros''s abilities, and the wavebreaker spear''s powers all align to make it the ideal choice."


    atlas chuckled lightly. "i feel like that would guarantee my confidence even more, but honestly, i trust all of your opinions. let''s explore everything further as i train and familiarize myself with my new class, edrik."


    edrik nodded in agreement. "fair enough. still, i guarantee this is the best choice for you¡ªtempest warden¡ªas master kurogasa has thoroughly explained."


    he then added, "one more thing."


    "yes?" atlas prompted.


    "the basic skills you gained from your spear warrior class," edrik said. "those should receive upgrades or even merge with new abilities, so we can focus on honing them further. the skills are piercing thrust, power strike, defensive stance, endurance boost, sweeping strike, and ground slam."


    atlas raised an eyebrow. "impressive. you remember all of them, even though i''ve never explicitly listed them for you."


    edrik smiled slightly. "i''ve observed all your battles and studied your style to plan your training regimen with master kurogasa. it''s only natural."


    "anything about flurry of spears?"


    "since it was acquired from a skill scroll, it''s less likely to be affected by the class change," edrik replied.


    "what about new skills from the tempest warden class?" atlas asked.


    "you''ll likely need to complete specific quests to unlock them," edrik explained.


    "interesting. i hope it won''t take too long," atlas remarked with a determined smirk.


    the decision was made, and with the support of his trusted elite subordinates, atlas felt more confident than ever about his next step. tempest warden would be the foundation for his growth¡ªand his future battles.


    atlas looked once more at his screen, his decision now resolute.


    [you have chosen tempest warden as your new class.]


    a surge of energy coursed through his body, faint hues of blue and gold intermingling with streaks of black and purple. the air in the room seemed to hum with power, and all eyes turned to him in astonishment.


    "no way¡­?" edrik muttered.


    kurogasa nodded slowly, a knowing expression on his face.


    [you have received quest 1: "the crushing tide" to unlock your first skill from the tempest warden class.]


    [significant changes have been made to your current skills.]


    [piercing thrust and power strike have successfully merged. you have unlocked a new skill: elite - thunderpierce thrust lv. 7 (single target, lightning burst).]


    [defensive stance and endurance boost have successfully merged. you have unlocked a new skill: elite - tempest guard lv. 8 (defensive parry + counter shockwave).]


    [sweeping strike and ground slam have successfully merged. you have unlocked a new skill: elite - tempest arc lv. 4 (wide aoe, damage and slow).]


    atlas took a slow, measured breath, trying to keep his enthusiasm in check. still, he couldn''t deny the thrill coursing through him¡ªthis was a new milestone in his journey.


    his six basic skills had merged into three new ones. while having fewer skills initially seemed concerning, he understood that these new abilities were undoubtedly more effective and far more powerful than the originals.


    for now, he decided to hold off on studying the new skills, saving their practice for later. and, as edrik had mentioned, the class-specific skills of tempest warden weren''t unlocked immediately. he''d need to complete quests to gain them, and it was clear there would need to complete more than one quests.


    turning to the others, he asked, "why did you all look so surprised earlier?"


    edrik was the first to answer. "i think we got an unexpected surprise."


    "and what''s that?"


    this time, kurogasa spoke. "there was a reaction from the shadow element when you unlocked the new class, my lord."


    atlas raised an eyebrow. "and what does that mean?"


    edrik stepped in. "it means that one of the new skills you''ll unlock might already be integrated with the shadow element."


    "wow," atlas said, a grin spreading across his face. "i guess that''s another jackpot?"


    "surely, you''ve been blessed with plenty of jackpots!" edrik replied, clapping lightly with a playful smirk.


    atlas laughed softly, feeling a surge of excitement ignite within him.


    "alright then! let''s test out these new skills and get started on the quest to unlock my class skills!"


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 Chapter 106 - Thunderpierce Thrust

    atlas made his way to the training ground, his excitement barely contained. before him stood the sentinel training mannequin, ready to spare with him to test the new skills he had just acquired.he spun his spear in a smooth arc, feeling the swift and fluid movement as though it were an extension of his own body. with each motion, a surge of energy coursed through him, leaving him invigorated.


    taking a defensive stance, a faint aura of water and lightning enveloped his body, harmonizing with the natural energy from his spear. the combined effect was breathtaking¡ªa fusion of oceanic blessing and his newly unlocked skill: tempest guard.


    [elite - tempest guard (conditional passive skill) lv. 8]


    [a defensive stance enhanced by water and lightning energy. the passive effect grants a consistent defensive buff, while the active component triggers a counter-shockwave when parrying.


    passive effect:


    increases defense by 15% for 7 seconds after entering the stance.


    triggered on successful parry:


    releases a shockwave that deals 100% aoe damage to enemies within 3 meters.


    restores a small amount of stamina per successful parry.]


    this skill was nothing short of extraordinary. every time atlas adopted a defensive stance, his defense was automatically boosted by 15%. on top of that, whenever he successfully parried an attack, a burst of aoe damage radiated outwards, and he gained stamina regeneration!


    "seriously?! this skill is ridiculously overpowered!"


    he could already imagine the potential tempest guard would bring to his battles, offering not only exceptional defense but also the ability to turn every block into an opportunity for a counterattack.


    atlas dashed forward, spear in hand, ready to test his new skills. the training mannequin responded in kind, wielding a spear of its own.


    they exchanged quick strikes, sidestepping and dodging, until their weapons clashed with a resounding impact. a shockwave of energy erupted from the collision, sending the training mannequin skidding backward.


    atlas felt a surge of energy pulse through his chest, as though his heart had been electrified.


    seizing the moment, he lunged forward with blinding speed, delivering an overhead strike! the training mannequin, however, managed to parry the attack, forcing atlas to recover quickly.


    the clash continued, each move fluid and precise, until atlas executed another parry. this time, however, the expected shockwave didn''t follow.


    he stepped back, allowing some distance between him and the training mannequin, which also moved into a neutral, standby position.


    "it seems the skill has a cooldown," atlas murmured. he realized that mastering his new abilities would require understanding their limitations and timing.


    still, tempest guard was a passive-triggered skill. as long as he adapted his battle style to take full advantage of it, the potential for bigger impacts in combat was immense.


    atlas turned his focus to analyzing his second skill.


    [elite - thunderpierce thrust (active skill) lv. 7]


    [a precise, lightning-infused thrust aimed at a single target, designed to pierce armor and disrupt enemies.


    deals 230% damage in a single powerful strike.


    ignores 25% of the target''s defense.


    15% chance to paralyze the target for 1.5 seconds.]


    when atlas reviewed the details of the tempest warden class, he found information about four primary skills he would eventually unlock. however, none of them were explicitly designed for single-target combat.


    this was why kurogasa had pointed out that the class''s single-target potential was weaker when compared to its formidable aoe capabilities.


    however, with the addition of his newly unlocked skill, thunderpierce thrust, alongside flurry of spears, oceanic blessing from the wavebreaker spear, and his elemental spear mastery talent, the equation changed significantly.


    elemental spear mastery, his s-rated talent, significantly enhanced his ability to channel elemental powers into his spear techniques. it boosted both his offensive and defensive capabilities, making his strikes more precise and devastating while allowing his defenses to adapt fluidly to different situations.


    oceanic blessing, a passive ability of the wavebreaker spear, reduced incoming damage, pierced through enemy defenses, and occasionally summoned an oceanic spear to deal extra damage. each strike from this blessing also slowed the target''s attack speed, adding a crippling effect that turned single-target engagements in his favor.


    by combining these four abilities, atlas realized he had drastically elevated his single-target damage potential. with precise execution and proper timing, his single-target combat was no longer a weakness¡ªin fact, it had reached a level he could confidently rate as 5 stars!


    however, kurogasa''s concern remained valid. while atlas''s single-target damage potential had been significantly boosted, it could reach even greater heights with a weapon whose skill set was entirely focused on single-target combat.


    the ability to switch between two specialized weapons during battle would allow him to deliver a more devastating impact, adapting to different scenarios with precision.


    he considered asking baldric to craft such a spear for him. yet, a doubt lingered in his mind¡ªcould baldric, in his current state, forge a weapon capable of rivaling the legendary-grade wavebreaker spear?


    atlas sighed thoughtfully.


    it''s not about doubting baldric''s skills¡ªit''s the resources and time it would take to create something of that caliber.


    still, the idea of a spear crafted specifically for single-target combat was enticing, and it might be worth exploring once baldric had the means to work at his peak potential.


    from the defensive perspective, the combination of lifebound shield, tempest guard, and the damage reduction provided by oceanic blessing ensures atlas also has a 5 stars defense rating. here''s why:


    lifebound shield and tempest guard: these provide robust defensive capabilities. lifebound shield adds a durable layer of protection, while tempest guard enhances defense by 15% in a defensive stance, retaliates with aoe damage upon a successful parry, and regenerates stamina.


    oceanic blessing: the passive effect from the wavebreaker spear reduces incoming damage while debuffing enemies, slowing their attack speed, and providing overall combat.


    alright! the final skill:


    [elite - tempest arc (active skill) lv. 4]


    [a wide, sweeping spear attack that creates a wave of water and lightning to strike multiple enemies in front.


    deals 160% damage to all enemies within a 6-meter cone.


    reduces affected enemies'' movement speed by 32% for 3 seconds.


    reduces affected enemies'' stamina regeneration by 14% for 5 seconds.]


    tempest arc is undoubtedly a powerful new aoe skill that further enhances his already overpowered arsenal from the wavebreaker spear.


    not only does it deliver devastating aoe damage, but it also provides crowd control by disrupting enemy formations and movements. additionally, it applies debuffs to targets, making them more vulnerable or limiting their capabilities during combat.


    a perfect addition to his skillset, solidifying his dominance in aoe damage and battlefield control.


    atlas resumed his practice against the training mannequin, this time focusing entirely on the three new skills he had unlocked. he aimed to familiarize himself with their mechanics and integrate them seamlessly into his combat style.


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    the first skill focused on defense, triggered by performing a parry. it not only boosted his defensive capabilities but also regenerated stamina, making it a critical tool for maintaining his endurance during prolonged battles.


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    the second skill was a powerful single-target strike, designed to deliver precise and devastating damage to key enemies. its speed and piercing force made it an excellent choice for eliminating high-priority targets.


    [elite - tempest arc (active skill) lv. 4]


    the third skill excelled in aoe damage. it unleashed wide-range attacks capable of hitting multiple enemies while also offering crowd control, disrupting enemy formations and giving him a significant advantage in group battles.


    through repeated practice, atlas began to see the synergy between the skills, each complementing the other to create a well-rounded and formidable combat style.


    atlas spent the rest of the day honing his new set of skills, practicing tirelessly against the training mannequin.


    he also began integrating the shadow element into his combat style, knowing that mastery over this synergy would take time. his goal was clear: to make every movement and combination seamless, enhancing his versatility in battle.


    as night fell, atlas gathered with edrik and the others to discuss strategies for completing the quests tied to the tempest warden class. unlocking more skills would be essential to realizing the full potential of his new role.


    the first quest on the list was titled: "the crushing tide."

 Chapter 107 - Carrots and Chaos

    atlas wiped the sweat from his brow after a long day of intense training. his body was exhausted, and he decided it was time to rest and recover before the evening''s discussion. to clear his mind and recharge, he headed toward the luminaria grove.even though it was night, the area around the magical tree remained untouched by artificial lighting. the faint glow emanating from the tree itself provided an illumination.


    approaching the small island encircled by the flowing stream, atlas waded into the cool water, letting it rise to his knees. closing his eyes, he allowed the tree''s soothing magical aura to ease his fatigue and lighten his exhaustion.


    scooping the water with his hands, he splashed it over his face and hair, the coolness refreshing him instantly. the faintly sweet taste of the water lingered on his lips, invigorating him further. sitting down near the stream, he contemplated fully submerging himself to embrace the water''s rejuvenating effects.


    "my lord¡­"


    a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts.


    turning his head, atlas saw mira approaching, her rabbit ears twitching slightly. her expression was bright, her smile wide as she hurried over to him.


    "hi, my lord," she greeted cheerfully.


    "hi, mira," atlas replied.


    by now, atlas had grown accustomed to mira''s almost overwhelming cuteness, so he could maintain his composure when she was around. still, prolonged eye contact with her enchanting expression had a way of softening his focus if he wasn''t careful.


    mira sat beside him, placing a wooden basket filled with fresh carrots on her lap.


    "my lord¡­ after a hard day of training, eating carrots will definitely give you energy again," she said with a smile.


    "sure, i like carrots," atlas replied with a chuckle, taking one from the basket.


    he bit into it, the crisp snap of the carrot echoing in the stillness. its sweetness and crunch were almost addictive, and atlas realized that he had developed a genuine fondness for carrots. they were quickly becoming a staple in his diet. he even found himself wondering if he might sprout rabbit ears someday, given his growing obsession.


    "my lord¡­"


    "yes?"


    "let me¡­" mira reached out and gently touched atlas''s forehead and cheek. "this... soot and sweat," she said, laughing lightly. "you''ve been training so hard, my lord."


    atlas couldn''t help but laugh at her gesture, amused by her playful concern.


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    after taking a brief journey into her past some time ago, atlas began to see mira in a slightly different light. the cheerful, ever-optimistic girl who brightened the mood wherever she went turned out to have a history no one could have expected.


    mira was brilliant. it was evident in how she had transformed the island into the lush, beautiful haven it was now. her over-the-top obsession with carrots aside, she had created a balanced environment with areas for relaxation, gathering, and dedicated spaces for farming.


    despite her carefree and bubbly demeanor, mira had a unique way of leading the workers who assisted her. they labored from dawn to dusk, yet none of them ever seemed exhausted. instead, they completed their tasks with laughter and smiles.


    atlas often wondered if this was how mira had led her floating island in her own world.


    and then there was the last battle. mira had joined the offensive force and revealed a completely different side of herself. in combat, she displayed a ferocity that rivaled even morganna''s infamous brutality. it was a stark contrast to her usual demeanor, as though she entered an entirely different state when the battlefield called for it.


    "hah!" atlas laughed to himself, the memory of her fighting style flashing through his mind.


    mira was full of surprises, and it was those unexpected facets of her personality that made her all the more fascinating.


    "mira¡­"


    "huh? yes, my lord?" she responded, tilting her head.


    "is there a place you''d like to visit in this world? i''ve never taken you down to the lower lands before."


    "woah¡­" mira''s eyes widened as her mouth formed a surprised smile.


    she nodded rapidly. "my lord¡­ i want to go to the beach!" sear?h the n?velfire(.)net website on google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "the beach?"


    "yes!" she said eagerly, her ears twitching as she continued nodding energetically.


    "the beach¡­" he murmured.


    as luck would have it, the quest he had received to unlock a new skill from his new tempest warden class involved heading to a coastal area.


    [quest 1: "the crushing tide"]


    [objective: train to control and manipulate large waves near the coastal area, directing and breaking tidal forces without losing balance.]


    [location: coastal cliffs or a waterlogged training ground.]


    [challenge:]


    [- redirect the force of incoming waves.]


    [- break multiple tidal surges using precise spear strikes infused with water energy.]


    the quest clearly required a coastal area with massive waves to meet its challenge requirements. while this might theoretically be possible on a floating island, atlas doubted that lower-ranked islands had any locations that could provide such conditions.


    if they were to descend to the lower lands, it might take some time to locate the perfect spot. however, as luck would have it, their floating island was currently positioned near the coastal regions of the desert continent below. some of those beaches might have exactly the kind of large waves he needed for the quest.


    "let me discuss it with edrik and the others. if it''s feasible, i''ll take everyone for a trip to the beach," atlas said with a grin.


    before he could react, she threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around him tightly and rocking him back and forth with enthusiasm.


    "thank you, my lord!"


    atlas chuckled softly as she hugged him.


    after a moment, they both stood and began walking back toward the area where more of the island''s residents were relaxing and hanging out for the evening.


    as night fell, the center of the island grew lively. music played in the background, people danced, and some sang along. meanwhile, on the quieter sides of the island, those who preferred solitude found their peace.


    in the bustling middle area, most residents gathered around a large bonfire. the aroma of roasted meat and various dishes filled the air.


    these nightly gatherings were a cherished tradition¡ªmoments for everyone to unwind and strengthen their bonds as a community.


    atlas''s gaze wandered, landing on part of team aether gathered near the fire. among them, milo sat alone on a wooden log a bit away from the main group. while others huddled closer to the fire, milo performed simple magic tricks, inviting bursts of laughter from the crowd.


    despite their delight, milo seemed a little awkward, grinning sheepishly every time his tricks brought amusement.


    seeing this, atlas decided to join them for a bit and mingle. as he approached, a few members of the group noticed him.


    "my lord, join us! milo has a new magic trick," someone called out.


    atlas smiled and made his way over, taking a seat on the same log as milo.


    but the sudden shift to the wooden log startled milo, causing him to fumble his deck of cards. the cards scattered everywhere as his balance gave way, and he tumbled backward off the log.


    "whoa!"


    "heah!" several people shouted in alarm, leaping to their feet and dropping their food in panic at the sight.

 Chapter 108 - Flares, Shadows, and Gale Winds

    the troops who had been seated near the bonfire scattered in a panic, backing away as milo tumbled backward. their faces turned pale, and it seemed as though their peaceful evening had been abruptly shattered.milo, however, remained on the ground, sprawled out with cards scattered around him. he showed no immediate reaction, lying there in silence.


    without hesitation, atlas leaned forward, grabbed milo''s hand, and helped him sit up.


    heah!!!


    the surrounding troops grew even more alarmed. the music abruptly stopped, and soon the entire camp had turned their attention to the scene.


    "hey, are you okay?" atlas asked.


    milo, still in a daze, stared blankly at his own hand¡ªthe one atlas had just used to pull him up.


    atlas patted milo''s shoulder a few times to dust him off.


    heah!!!


    the crowd collectively gasped, their hearts practically leaping out of their chests. even milo seemed too stunned to process what was happening.


    "sorry," atlas said casually.


    "ah, y-yes, my l-lord¡­ i''m f-fine¡­" milo stammered.


    atlas smiled and sat back down on the wooden log. slowly, milo joined him, resuming his seat as the initial shock began to subside.


    after a tense moment, the others who had scattered earlier started inching their way back toward the fire. they sat down again, though it was clear from their nervous glances that the unease still lingered in the air.


    the music resumed.


    zara, who had been sitting a short distance away, approached atlas with a piece of roasted meat on a small plate. the aroma wafting from it was enough to make his mouth water.


    "my lord, this is for you," she said, her voice soft, accompanied by a faint smile.


    atlas paused for a moment, surprised. was this the first time he''d seen zara smile, even if only faintly?


    he couldn''t help but compare her to morganna. like zara, morganna rarely smiled, but when she did, it was often the precursor to someone''s demise¡ªliterally.


    zara''s smile, however, was entirely different. it was the smile of a teenage girl, one that seemed to carry a sense of relief rather than menace.


    "thanks, zara," atlas said, taking the offering with a small nod.


    as he bit into the roasted meat, its tender and flavorful taste melted in his mouth. joining the others, he settled back into the group''s relaxed mood. the atmosphere around the bonfire slowly returned to its earlier joy.


    "my lord, zara has unlocked her elemental affinities," someone said.


    "really?" atlas responded. he turned to zara. "tell me, zara."


    zara looked a bit startled by the sudden attention but nodded. "it''s light and air, my lord."


    "light and air?!" atlas repeated.


    unlocking two basic elements was already significant, but having one of them be light made it even more remarkable.


    "have you unlocked their combination as well?"


    zara nodded again. "yes, my lord. it''s called radiant gale."


    "radiant gale?" his interest grew. "show me the radiant gale!"


    atlas stood, motioning for zara to demonstrate, and the rest of the group followed suit, getting to their feet. zara hesitated for a moment before stepping forward to comply with his request.


    the crowd quickly created an open space in the middle of the area as zara prepared to demonstrate her new elemental abilities. the music stopped, and people began gathering around.


    edrik stepped up beside atlas. "zara can channel the synergy between light and air to create a fast-moving, dazzling attack," he explained. "it''s a unique form of offense."


    zara summoned her bow, the rank-a whisperwind arc, a weapon atlas had gifted her. she drew the string back, and a glowing arrow materialized. with precision, she aimed the training mannequins.


    everyone watched in anticipation. zara released the arrow, and¡ª


    clang! the training mannequin moved as if deflecting an invisible barrage. it staggered backward, battered by an unseen force.


    "what was that?" atlas asked.


    edrik smiled slightly. "the ability fires high-speed wind blades infused with radiant light. they deal slashing damage, but the brilliance of the light makes the projectiles difficult for the eye to track."


    "damn," atlas muttered. "that''s powerful!"


    zara then applied her elemental power to herself, creating an area of glowing wind around her feet. the swirling air enhanced her movements as she sprinted forward, leaping into the air with a graceful somersault.


    while airborne, she fired another volley of glowing arrows at the training mannequin, several of which struck their target with precision.


    "the synergy of light and air temporarily boosts her evasion and movement speed for a few seconds."


    "that''s perfect for her as an archer. speed and mobility are crucial for her role."


    edrik smiled slightly. "this is just the beginning. with training and experience, she can develop these two elements into something far greater."


    every time zara ran or leaped, a swirling gale formed around her, the turbulent wind creating a visible ripple effect.


    edrik continued his explanation. "the gale disrupts enemy formations, pushing lighter enemies back and reducing their mobility. it creates openings for her to strike while keeping her distance."


    "that''s cool. it''s both defensive and offensive¡ªa perfect fit for her style."


    zara landed gracefully, lowering her bow with a satisfied smile as she looked at the crowd. applause erupted around her.


    "zara, that''s so cool!"


    "congratulations!"


    edrik clapped as well. he then turned to another in the group. "garen, your turn now."


    garen, with his towering frame and massive build, gave a humble nod. he stepped into the open space.


    "garen has unlocked earth and fire elements, as well as their combination: volcanic shield."


    garen clenched both his fists, and a surge of energy erupted around him. his body and armor became encased in a layer of hardened earth, interwoven with streaks of molten fire that pulsed across his frame.


    members of the team stepped forward to test him, striking at him with their weapons. garen stood firm, blocking attacks with his hands and absorbing blows directly with his body. one strike landed on his armored chest, triggering a fiery explosion that sent his attackers flying backward.


    edrik continued his explanation. "volcanic shield summons a protective layer of molten rock around garen, blending earth''s resilience with fire''s searing intensity. the shield absorbs incoming damage and emits intense heat, burning and repelling nearby enemies." s§×arch* the novel?ire(.)ne*t website on google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "cool," atlas said. "that''s perfect for him as a frontline tanker."


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    "agree," edrik nodded. "it enhances his natural role while making him even more formidable in close combat."


    next, it was kaida''s turn, the confident leader of the blaze team. with a smirk, she stepped forward and addressed atlas.


    "my lord¡­ i''ve become even better with fire," she said proudly.


    edrik smiled and turned to atlas. "kaida only has the basic element of fire, but she''s grown significantly more potent in her damage output."


    kaida raised her staff and began demonstrating her abilities:


    flame burst: she launched a concentrated fireball at a training target, which exploded on impact. the attack dealt medium fire damage with a minor aoe effect that singed the surrounding area.


    blazing barrier: she summoned a wall of fire that rose in front of her. the barrier blocked the imaginary enemy''s advance, inflicting minor burn damage on anything that came into contact with it.


    inferno surge: kaida swept a stream of fire from her staff in a wide arc, engulfing the area in flames. the sustained cone of fire was ideal for clearing groups of enemies or keeping pressure on advancing foes.


    one of the bystanders who nearly got caught in the flames yelled out, "kaida, you''re going to roast me alive!"


    kaida just laughed. "it''s only fire. stop being so weak!"


    finally, she demonstrated pyroclasm strike: fire channeled through her staff erupted around her in a devastating aoe attack. flames burst outward, leaving a burning effect.


    when she finished, applause erupted from the crowd, though it was mixed with a few grumbles from those she''d deliberately singed during her demonstration.


    kaida laughed at their reactions. "come on, it''s just fire! you all act like it''s magma!"


    finally, it was ronan''s turn¡ªthe leader of the dusk team. dressed in sleek black leather, his cold expression remained unchanged as he stepped forward. he drew his bow and gave a respectful nod toward atlas before beginning his demonstration.


    edrik provided context as ronan prepared. "ronan has unlocked the air and dark."


    "interesting," atlas said.


    "the combination of air and dark emphasizes his agility, stealth, and lethal precision," edrik explained.


    ronan began his showcase by summoning his elements. the area around him dimmed as a veil of darkness enveloped him.


    ronan fired an arrow from his bow. the projectile, cloaked in darkness and propelled by air currents, was nearly invisible in flight.


    "ronan fires an arrow shrouded in darkness," edrik explained. "the near-invisibility of the arrow makes it extremely difficult to predict or block."


    "similar to zara''s attacks?"


    "yes, but ronan''s emphasizes stealth and precision," edrik replied.


    ronan then unleashed a rapid barrage of dark arrows, each gliding through the air with incredible speed. he followed up by using air currents to reposition silently, striking from an unexpected angle.


    as he completed his demonstration, the audience broke into applause.


    ronan bowed once more to atlas before returning to the group.


    atlas smiled, surveying the group. good, he thought.


    "everyone has grown significantly. with this progress, we just need to spread these advancements across the entire team, and our overall potential will soar."


    turning to edrik, he said, "let''s go, edrik. i want to discuss my quest with you."


    edrik bowed slightly. "of course, my lord."


    he followed atlas as they left the gathering.

 Chapter 109 - Golden Tide Beach

    there was still no official information about when the dominion skirmish would begin, but according to edrik, it was expected to take place within one to two weeks after the past battle season''s conclusion. this left them with enough time to conduct additional training or preparations to further strengthen their forces.the next day, they decided to descend to the lower lands to pursue atlas''s first quest for his tempest warden class.


    the group descended into a desert region, bringing along nearly all the combatant troops, a number of workers, and the elite subordinates. only baldric and a few remaining workers stayed behind to maintain the island in their absence. this was also mira''s first time accompanying them on a journey to the lower lands.


    as soon as they arrived, two advanced buses approached. these vehicles, similar to the sandstorm cruiser but significantly larger, were part of the transport atlas had arranged through the local awakener association in the nearest city. thanks to his established connection with them, securing this transportation was a simple task.


    the island residents and several elite subordinates divided into two groups, boarding the buses. atlas, edrik, kurogasa, and morganna, however, rode in the sandstorm cruiser, an advanced caravan that led the convoy.


    their destination was the coastal region known as golden tide beach, a breathtaking location featuring towering cliffs and pristine beaches. it was the perfect spot for them to stay for a few days¡ªpartly for a much-needed "vacation" and partly for atlas to work on completing his first quest. his goal was to unlock a new skill from his tempest warden class as quickly as possible.


    the journey wasn''t too long, thanks to the advanced transport they were using. although this was a desert region, the vehicles moved smoothly over the terrain, even though they relied on wheels rather than the hovering technology commonly found in the larger cities.


    after two hours, the scenery began to change. sparse grass and dry, short trees dotted the landscape as they moved closer to the coastal area. the terrain became more fertile, with patches of greenery becoming more frequent. above, the clear blue sky stretched endlessly, and in the distance, they could see the cliffs marking the edge of their destination.


    the convoy came to a halt, accompanied by the sound of crashing waves. the loud, rhythmic roar echoed through the air as sea spray occasionally reached the top of the cliffs.


    atlas quickly stepped out of the sandstorm cruiser, eager to feel the coastal air despite the lingering desert heat. he made his way across the sandy terrain toward the cliff edge. just as he approached, a massive wave crashed against the cliff face, sending a spray of seawater toward him. he raised an arm to shield his face as the cool droplets misted over him.


    edrik joined him at his side, observing the breathtaking scene. when the wave pulled back into the ocean, they both looked down at the beach below.


    it was stunning¡ªa stretch of golden sand bordered by towering rocky cliffs and sparse patches of greenery. massive waves pounded the shore relentlessly, creating a raw, untamed beauty that was both captivating and intimidating.


    behind them, the troops began pouring out of the buses, cheers erupting from the group.


    "yeah! the beach!"


    "finally! let''s go!"


    some of them had already changed into swimsuits, complete with inflatable rings strapped around their waists. they were ready to jump into the water and enjoy the moment.


    but as more people reached the cliff edge and took in the sight below, their enthusiasm began to waver.


    "wait... those waves are huge!"


    "that''s not a beach! that''s a death trap!"


    "you''re kidding, right? we''re supposed to swim there?!"


    disappointed groans mixed with nervous laughter as the reality of the beach''s unforgiving waves set in.


    edrik turned to face the troops, his voice loud enough to cut through the crashing waves. "we''re going to have a full vacation in this area for the whole week. happy?"


    the responses were a mixed bag.


    "yeah! a whole week by the beach!"


    "this is going to be amazing!"


    "did you see those waves? that''s not a vacation; that''s a death wish!"


    "seriously, who''s going to swim in that?"


    "maybe we should just stick to sandcastles?"


    "perfect training conditions."


    "nothing better than toughening up in extreme environments!"


    edrik smirked at the variety of reactions, clearly amused by the blend of excitement.


    the workers and several troops busied themselves setting up camp, building a cooking area, and organizing supplies. meanwhile, atlas, accompanied by edrik, kurogasa, lyrassa, and mira, made their way to a more secluded section of the cliffs, separate from the main group.


    the reason was simple¡ªatlas''s training required a harsher environment. find your next read at empire


    when they arrived, the area looked similar to the rest of the cliffs, but a glance below revealed a stark difference. this part of the coast was dominated by jagged rocks and a much narrower stretch of beach. the waves here were far more aggressive, frequently crashing against the cliffside with relentless force.


    atlas chuckled and glanced at edrik. "you really don''t hold back, do you, edrik?"


    edrik smirked. "i know you wouldn''t be satisfied unless you pushed yourself to the limit, right?"


    "that''s... probably fair," atlas admitted with a grin.


    edrik gave a small bow before adding, "besides, we have the best support and healer here with us, my lord."


    lyrassa stepped closer. "i''ll always be here to watch over you, my lord, no matter the situation. i won''t close my eyes for even a second."


    "no worry, i know all of you are here to help me," atlas replied.


    mira, who had been quiet but visibly excited, now stepped forward. dressed in a modest yet practical one-piece swimsuit, her face lit up with enthusiasm.


    "my lord, i''m so happy! the beach is beautiful," she said.


    "you do realize this beach is for my training, right?" atlas said. "if you''d prefer less insane waves, there''s a calmer area further down."


    "no, my lord!" mira said with a nod. "i''ll stay here and enjoy this area while keeping you company."


    atlas chuckled. "sure, if that''s what you want."


    edrik excused himself from atlas and the group, walking away to give instructions to the other combatants. their training was straightforward¡ªrunning along the beach while enduring the relentless waves crashing against them and the cliffs.


    meanwhile, atlas, lyrassa, mira, and kurogasa moved closer to the edge of the cliff, waiting for the waves to recede. when the water pulled back, they jumped down to a seemingly sandy area. however, the thin layer of sand barely covered the rocks beneath, making their footing unstable.


    suddenly, another massive wave approached, towering at least two to three times their height. it surged forward with incredible speed, seemingly ready to swallow them whole.


    "what now?!" atlas thought as he looked up at the colossal wave.


    he turned to kurogasa, who stood firm in a solid stance.


    "my lord, you need to hold your ground here as the wave hits," kurogasa said calmly.


    but the waves were too fast.


    the water crashed down with brutal force, consuming everything in its path. s§×arch* the nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    in an instant, a whirlwind of vines formed around lyrassa, creating a protective shield that encased her and atlas. mira and kurogasa, however, were left unshielded, caught directly in the torrent.


    atlas felt the edge of the wave pulling at him, threatening to drag him to the clift. lyrassa anchored him to the ground with vines that wrapped tightly around his legs. instinctively, atlas pulled her close, holding her tightly as the water engulfed them.


    the wave pummeled the area, its sheer power battering the shield of vines and pressing down on them relentlessly. atlas gritted his teeth, holding onto lyrassa as the turbulent water tried to rip them apart.


    finally, the wave began to retreat, the water receding back into the ocean and leaving him drenched and gasping for air.


    lyrassa laughed softly, brushing her wet hair from her face. "are you okay, my lord?" she asked.


    "not exactly," atlas replied, catching his breath.


    he turned his head, scanning their surroundings. kurogasa was still standing exactly where he had been, unmoving and unfazed, as if the wave had done nothing to him.


    but then atlas''s eyes darted around frantically.


    "where''s mira?!" he shouted.

 Chapter 110 - Surfs Up, My Lord!

    "Mira!"Atlas''s heart raced as he scanned the area, slipping slightly on the slick rocks. Finally, he spotted her¡ªclinging upside-down to the cliff wall, her legs splayed awkwardly as if she were some kind of overenthusiastic lizard.


    Her face, however, was lit with excitement. "Hahaha! My Lord, this is fun!" she said, laughing gleefully before promptly losing her grip and tumbling forward.


    Atlas sprinted over to make sure the girl was truly unharmed¡ªincluding her head, which had hit the cliff wall.


    Well, as for what was inside her head¡­ that wasn''t something to worry about. It didn''t seem like it had been in a normal state to begin with.


    Before he could say more, another massive wave loomed, surging toward them. Atlas pulled Mira behind a large boulder, knowing it would provide some cover.


    The wave crashed, water roaring around them. He spotted Lyrassa rushing toward them. But the wave struck faster than she could reach them.


    Atlas felt himself thrown by the force of the water, slamming into Mira and pinning her against the cliff wall.


    "Is she okay?!" He thought.


    To his shock, even amidst the chaos and the overwhelming surge of water, her face broke into a wide grin. She laughed hysterically as if she were on the ride of her life.


    "Is she seriously okay?!"


    The wave''s retreat dragged them both back toward the boulder, where they collided heavily.


    "My Lord, this is fun! Hahaha! I love it!" she giggled, gripping him tightly.


    Atlas barely had time to catch his breath as another wave began to form. If they couldn''t hold onto the boulder, the ocean''s pull might drag them out into the depths, leaving them at the mercy of the current¡ªor worse, lost entirely.


    Kurogasa appeared nearby, attempting to explain something, but his voice was drowned out by the deafening roar of the wave.


    The next moment, the water smashed into them again, and Atlas was hurled backward, his body slamming against the cliff.


    Eugh! His back felt like it had been shattered into a hundred pieces.


    Then, something soft collided with him from the front.


    Dazed, Atlas realized it was Mira, who had been thrown directly into him. As the wave receded, they were flung once more toward the boulder, landing heavily.


    Eugh!


    Atlas groaned, his lungs burning as he struggled for air. He had to figure out a way to secure them before the next wave hit¡ªor they might not be able to stay on land for much longer.


    Between each retreat of the massive waves, Kurogasa continued explaining. Atlas did his best to focus on Kurogasa''s words while enduring the relentless assault. Lyrassa, thankfully, had secured both him and Mira to the ground with vines, preventing them from being swept out to sea.


    "My Lord, let me explain exactly how you managed to survive that monster of a wave."


    Another wave smashed into them, hurling Atlas face-first into the cliff. Blood trickled from his nose as he groaned in pain.


    Mira? Still laughing and having the time of her life.


    "First off," Kurogasa began, "your Water Affinity is what will guide you to master the wave. When it hits, don''t try to fight it. Instead, let the force of the water flow around you. The protective barrier you''ve conjured will soften the impact, giving you just enough space to take action." Sear?h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Then, there was your Earth Affinity. Right before the wave slammed into you, I noticed how you instinctively anchored yourself in the sand. Smart thinking. That connection to the ground gave you the stability you needed to hold your position."


    Atlas tightened his grip on his spear, using it to brace himself as another wave began to build. Holding onto the weapon was becoming increasingly difficult as the relentless water battered him. His entire body felt like it had been beaten down, bruised and cut from head to toe.


    "And lastly," Kurogasa added, "your Ironclad Will. It kept your head clear when panic might''ve made you freeze. Most people would''ve lost their wits staring down a wave of that size, but not you. That resolve is why you''re still here, My Lord."


    Another massive wave roared toward them, and Atlas braced himself, gripping his spear tightly as he prepared to endure yet another assault.


    "Great¡­ now I just need to survive one more lecture and not drown in the process," he muttered to himself.


    Atlas steeled himself, spinning his spear as he focused intently on drawing elemental particles around him for protection.


    "Strengthen your footing¡ªwater! Let it flow around you!" he thought, grounding himself firmly as the massive wave surged forward.


    He let the energy of the water course through his body, attempting to move with the force rather than against it.


    "Split the wave!"


    With a determined shout, Atlas swung his spear in an overhead strike, aiming to cut through the incoming wall of water.


    And then¡ª


    WHAM!


    The wave slammed into him with relentless force, sending him hurtling backward. His body collided violently with the cliff wall, and sharp rocks dug into his back.


    "Eugh!" he groaned.


    I''m dead. This is how I die.


    Nearby, Mira clung effortlessly to a large rock. "My Lord, I know you can do it! Let''s go, My Lord!"


    Lyrassa, standing behind her protective vines, called out. "My Lord, you''re doing wonderfully."


    Kurogasa gave a respectful bow toward Atlas.


    "Thanks. I always knew you enjoyed watching me suffer like this."


    Lyrassa chuckled softly. "I''ll always celebrate your successes, My Lord."


    Another massive wave approached, roaring louder than the one before. Atlas braced himself again, fortifying his body with the elemental particles he had gathered.


    The wave hit.


    No!


    Atlas was flung backward once more, tumbling through the chaotic water. This time, his mouth filled with seawater as he choked down a hefty gulp.


    Eugh!


    Great. If the waves don''t kill me, I''ll probably drown from drinking half the ocean.


    Atlas released Zefyros, his spirit beast, who immediately leapt into the sand, crackling with electricity. However, Zefyros''s enthusiasm sent stray bolts of lightning shooting out, one of which struck Mira.


    "Zefyros! Stop with the big sparks!" Mira shouted.


    Zefyros zipped toward the incoming wave, diving headfirst into the ocean and vanishing beneath the surface.


    Atlas steadied himself once more, gripping his spear tightly as the next massive wave crashed down. It sent him hurtling back into the cliff wall yet again, his muscles screaming in protest. He clung to his spear with all his strength, refusing to let go.


    This cycle repeated for hours. Wave after wave, Atlas endured the brutal impact, struggling to channel the elemental particles and hoping for even the slightest breakthrough.


    But with each punishing hit, he began to notice something. The flow of the waves, their rhythm, and the way they surged and receded¡ªhe could feel it now. He started to anticipate when the wave would throw him back and how its force would pull him forward.


    Atlas adjusted his footing, bracing himself with newfound awareness.


    I can do this, he thought, determination flaring within him. I can finish this training.


    "Let''s go, My Lord!" Mira cheered from a distance, her forehead bleeding.


    "You can do it, My Lord," Lyrassa called.


    Focusing deeply, Atlas let the elemental water surround him, feeling its energy resonate within him. He spun his spear, preparing for the next massive wave as it approached.


    The wave loomed higher, roaring as it crashed toward him. At the perfect moment, Atlas swung his spear in an overhead strike.


    Split the wave!


    The wave cleaved in two, parting momentarily before closing again and crashing into him. Atlas was flung backward, but this time he landed on his feet, planting his spear firmly into the sand.


    Digging in with all his strength, he held his ground against the powerful pull of the water, his body leaning forward as if in defiance of the wave''s might.


    He focused on staying calm, letting his body align with the flow of the water rather than resisting it. As the wave retreated back into the ocean, Atlas remained standing, only inches away from the cliff wall.


    For the first time, he had managed to endure the wave without being thrown completely off balance. It wasn''t perfect, but it was progress.


    As he looked around, he noticed the sky had begun to darken. The day was nearing its end, but he knew he had made a breakthrough!

 Chapter 111 - Epic Spiral Tide

    A large bonfire had been set up in the center of the camp, surrounded by several tents pitched on the rocky ground at the edge of the cliff that night. The air was filled with the sounds of singing and laughter, breaking the stillness of the night and echoing far into the distance, carried away by the winds of the desert on the other side of the shore.The troops shouted and danced around the blazing bonfire, their energy filling the space. Meanwhile, Atlas sat quietly, enjoying his dinner in the company of a few elite subordinates. They were deep in conversation, reviewing the overall progress of his training and that of everyone else on this first day. S§×ar?h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Some of the troops had been swept into the sea during the day''s training but were promptly rescued by Kurogasa and Karian, who had been overseeing the training along the wild shoreline.


    The sessions were undeniably life-threatening, yet it was clear that, by now, everyone had begun to embrace the brutal regimen¡ªwhether out of resigned acceptance of their fate or sheer inspiration drawn from their Lord''s madness, no one could say for sure.


    Judging from the progress Atlas had made on this first day alone, he was on track to complete his quest within a week at best. That was still a tolerable time frame. Furthermore, the grueling training offered invaluable benefits to everyone involved, either by sharpening their existing abilities or uncovering hidden talents and skills they didn''t know they had.


    Yawning, he set down his plate and stood up. "Have fun, everyone," he said casually before walking away from the group.


    Now, where was his tent again?


    His tent was in an area close to the ones assigned to his elite subordinates. It was the largest tent in the camp. He reached it, lifted the flap, and stepped inside.


    But then¡­


    He paused, turned around, and stepped back out to check the name written on the tent. Yes, it was definitely his.


    But why¡­?


    Why was Morganna asleep inside?


    Did she enter the wrong tent?


    He glanced back toward the central area where everyone was gathered. Only now did he realize Morganna hadn''t been there the entire time.


    Shrugging off his curiosity for now, Atlas re-entered the tent. Though the interior was dimly lit, he was accustomed to seeing in low light or even without vision, and the elemental particles around the space were calm. He made his way over to the bed¡ªa knee-high mattress¡ªand sat down.


    The mattress shifted slightly under his weight, and¡­


    There was an empty space beside the woman.


    Without much thought, he lay down, positioning himself, while Morganna, who was turned on her side, faced him directly.


    Is she already asleep?


    At this point, it wasn''t the first time they had shared the same space¡ªor even the same bed.


    The sound of shouting and laughter outside the tent was still audible. It wasn''t even midnight yet, and it seemed like many of the troops were still caught up in the lively atmosphere by the sea. Understandably so¡ªmost of them were accustomed to the confined space of the floating island, spending their days enduring grueling training in the volcanic terrain.


    Coming down to the lower lands, their true homeland, offered a rare chance to unwind and enjoy themselves.


    Is she already asleep?


    The question surfaced again in his mind.


    At that moment, the woman reached out, her fingers brushing his left arm before she wrapped it gently. She pressed her cheek against his arm, her touch cool and soft.


    For a while, there was only silence between them. Neither spoke a word.


    Even now, Atlas still struggled to connect fully with this vampire queen. Talking to her wasn''t exactly difficult¡ªit was more that their exchanges were always dictated by her whims.


    She spoke only when she wanted to, or when she needed something from him. Usually, it was something specific: her favorite food, ice creams, perhaps, or¡­ his blood.


    Atlas shifted his position, turning to face her. She was still lying there, eyes closed, her serene expression illuminated faintly in the dim light.


    "Tell me¡­" he said softly, his voice almost a whisper.


    There was no response. But surely, this vampire queen wasn''t truly asleep, completely unaware of her surroundings. Not someone like her. Especially considering how, just moments ago, she had moved closer to him.


    "How do I train more?" he asked, his tone quieter this time.


    "How can I become stronger¡­ far stronger than I am now?"


    Become a vampire?


    The thought surfaced in his mind, unbidden. It was something Morganna had suggested to him before¡ªa fleeting yet weighty proposition.


    But was that truly the quickest path to power?


    Vampires, after all, were said to weaken under sunlight, weren''t they? Yet Morganna showed no signs of that weakness. Maybe their strength grew in the darkness instead.


    The idea lingered, tempting yet uncertain.


    Even so, Atlas couldn''t bring himself to make such a decision. Not yet.


    He turned his gaze back to Morganna''s face.


    This vampire queen¡ªonce an Immortal Rank in his previous world¡ªwas now reduced to mortality. Here, she would struggle against anyone beyond Rank 3 or Rank 4, a far cry from the power she once wielded.


    Without thinking, Atlas lifted his hand and placed it gently on her cheek, his palm resting softly against her cool skin.


    "Remove your hand from my face."


    The voice came suddenly, sharp and clear, yet the woman hadn''t opened her lips or even her eyes. Explore more stories with empire


    Atlas simply smiled. Ignoring her command, he continued to stroke her cheek softly.


    No further complaints came from the woman.


    The moment lingered, steeped in silence and stillness, until Atlas leaned closer.


    Their faces were mere inches apart when he pressed his lips gently against hers.


    There was no resistance.


    And then, as if slipping into the familiar rhythm of their unspoken bond, it happened once more.


    This time, however, she didn''t draw his blood. Perhaps she had already satisfied herself earlier, indulging in the feast.


    But there were always the days ahead. As long as his blood supply remained plentiful, it wasn''t something he minded. At least, not yet.


    ***


    The training on the second day didn''t feel as grueling as the first. Atlas had improved significantly, able to withstand the crashing waves, though he still relied on his spear for support.


    Between each retreating wave, he used the brief moments of calm to spin the spear and practice attack maneuvers before bracing himself again for the next powerful impact.


    By the third day, he could maintain his footing without relying heavily on the spear. However, he had to crouch low and grip the rocky surface beneath him to stay steady.


    Still, the progress continued.


    On the fifth day, he managed to stand tall as the massive waves struck him. Utilizing his Water and Earth Affinity, he created an elemental water space around himself, allowing the waves to treat him as part of the water. The current carried him toward the cliff, but with swift agility, Atlas landed back in place as if slipping effortlessly between the surging waves, maintaining his stance throughout.


    Zefyros leapt with joy when he saw Atlas achieve this.


    By the seventh day, Atlas began incorporating more advanced spear techniques into his training. Activating his water shield, he cloaked himself in its protective barrier and continued practicing combat moves with the spear. The once-relentless waves no longer seemed to affect him with the same ferocity¡ªthey were part of the rhythm he had mastered.


    Wasn''t this an incredible level of progress?


    Atlas continued the same rigorous training regimen, day after day, pushing himself further with each crashing wave. What he had initially hoped to master within a week ended up stretching longer than anticipated. Yet, the results were undeniable¡ªevery passing day brought him closer to mastery.


    And then, on the 14th day, as he stood amidst the unrelenting waves, the sea surging around him, a series of notifications appeared before his eyes.


    [You have demonstrated resilience and strategic adaptability, completing the first step in unlocking the Tempest Warden''s potential.]


    [You have received 30,000 EXP awarded.]


    [New Skill Unlocked: Epic - Spiral Tide (Active Skill)]


    [Summons a spiraling vortex of water and lightning at a target area for 4 seconds. The vortex pulls nearby enemies into its center, dealing 100% damage per second and reducing their movement speed by 30%. Enemies inside are staggered repeatedly for 4 seconds, disrupting their actions and leaving them vulnerable to follow-up attacks.]


    [You have received the next quest.]


    [Second Quest: "The Eye of the Storm"]


    Spiral Tide?


    Another AoE skill.


    Previously, Atlas had acquired Tempest Arc, a skill that also covered a wide area. However, this new ability, Spiral Tide, introduced a unique mechanic¡ªit gathered enemies into a single point. This would make it significantly easier to follow up with another AoE attack, dealing massive damage to tightly packed foes.


    If he ever found himself surrounded by enemies coming at him from multiple directions, this skill could provide a quick and efficient way to control the battlefield and create much-needed breathing room.


    "Well," he thought, "more skill variations are always a good thing."


    Before he could reflect further on the possibilities of his new ability, another notification appeared before him.


    [The Current Season of Dominion Skirmish is about to begin. Prepare yourself.]

 Chapter 112 - Evaluate your Strength

    [The Current Season of Dominion Skirmish is about to begin. Prepare yourself, Lords of Dominion!][Lords of Dominion, the time has come to prove your strength and strategic brilliance! The gates to the Skirmish Arena are now open, granting each of you a rare opportunity to claim glory and resources for your domain.]


    [Here are the key details:]


    [- Each Lord with access to the current Dominion Skirmish may choose to participate; unused tokens will expire.]


    [- Select three islands from available options to battle for control and dominance.]


    [- You have two weeks to prepare your forces, refine your strategies, and secure your alliances before the battle begins.]


    [Remember, participation is not only a chance to test your mettle but also to forge your legacy in the Dominion''s history. The rewards for success are unmatched¡ªdon''t let this chance slip away!]


    [Prepare your troops, sharpen your blades, and strengthen your forces. The battlefield awaits your command!"]


    Finally! The announcement for the Dominion Skirmish had arrived. The timing couldn''t have been more perfect, as Atlas had just completed his first quest for his new class. Although, after rereading the details, he noted they still had two weeks to prepare.


    However, even two weeks felt like an incredibly short amount of time. The Dominion Skirmish wasn''t just a battle¡ªit was a high-stakes war, far more challenging than a normal Lord Battle, which was merely a one-on-one encounter.


    In the Skirmish, truly advanced strategies would be essential to secure the most optimal rewards. Every move had to be calculated, every choice deliberate, to maximize their chances of success.


    There was much to discuss, and time was already ticking. That evening, Atlas decided to conclude their current training session and return to Gacha Haven to prepare for the next phase. The Skirmish was coming, and they needed every advantage they could muster.


    As usual, a strategy meeting was promptly arranged. Almost all of Atlas''s elite subordinates were in attendance¡ªexcept for Mira, of course!


    Edrik took the lead, standing at the front to explain the critical details and considerations for this pivotal battle. With experienced Lords in his arsenal, Atlas was determined to leverage every ounce of their knowledge to secure the best possible resources from this Skirmish.


    "In this Dominion Skirmish, we can choose three islands to compete for," Edrik began, his voice steady. "This is quite unique because, in my world, we were only allowed to select one floating island for Rank 1."


    "Really?" Atlas replied, his brow furrowing. "What about the rest of you?" He glanced around the room.


    "Same here, My Lord. Only one," Kurogasa answered.


    The others chimed in with similar experiences, nodding in agreement.


    Edrik continued. "I''ll break down the strategy for selecting islands step by step so that you, My Lord, can make the most informed decision when the time comes."


    "Sure, Edrik," Atlas said, leaning forward. "Please, throw everything you know about this battle my way." S§×ar?h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "With pleasure," Edrik replied.


    "I''ll try to keep this as concise as possible," Edrik continued.


    "First, Evaluate our Strength. Before selecting islands, we need a clear analysis of our resources, subordinates, and overall readiness.


    "Troop Composition: Do we have enough diversity? Melee, ranged, support, and other roles need to be balanced to handle multiple scenarios. Are our Elite Subordinates equipped with specialized skills for key roles¡ªsiege, defense, or ambush?


    "Resource Stockpile: Ensure we have enough supplies for prolonged battles, such as mana crystals, healing items, and food. If not, consider islands rich in resources we''re lacking to bolster our troops or improve our island.


    "Island Affinity: Align the environment of the chosen islands with the strengths of our team. For example, if our forces have high fire resistance, volcanic or desert islands might be advantageous."


    Atlas listened intently, letting the importance of the first point sink in. Edrik''s breakdown was thorough, highlighting the critical factors that must be considered when choosing islands for battle.


    And that was just the first point. Atlas nodded, signaling Edrik to continue.


    Edrik nodded and pressed on.


    "Second, Assess the Islands Available. Each island offers unique attributes. Consider these factors carefully:


    "Resource Value: Does the island have rare resources? High-value islands often attract fierce competition, but the rewards usually justify the added risk.


    "Island Size: Larger islands are harder to control, requiring more troops and better coordination. Smaller islands are easier to defend but may yield fewer points or rewards.


    "Environment: Similar to what I explained earlier, align the island''s terrain with our forces'' strengths.


    "Strategic Layout: I''ll go into more detail on this when we discuss the rules of the Dominion Skirmish."


    Atlas absorbed the information, nodding thoughtfully. The explanation was concise, yet it underscored just how many factors needed consideration. Even with just these two points, it was clear that planning for the Skirmish required a meticulous and strategic approach.


    Still, this was only the beginning. There was much more to prepare before they could confidently face the challenge ahead.


    Edrik continued without pause.


    "Third, Research Potential Opponents. Since Lords can choose islands one rank higher than their own, anticipate encountering stronger competitors and alliances."


    Atlas nodded again, his mind turning over this new piece of information. He hadn''t fully analyzed the battle rules yet, and it dawned on him now just how significant this option was. Participating in a Dominion Skirmish at a higher rank certainly offered greater rewards¡ªbut the risks would scale accordingly.


    Edrik elaborated further.


    "Some islands may attract allied Lords working together. It''s important to evaluate whether such alliances are likely and decide on a strategy¡ªdo we disrupt their plans or negotiate terms?


    "Rank Consideration: Battling one rank higher promises better rewards but comes with significantly increased dangers.


    "Any questions so far, My Lord?" Edrik asked.


    "No, please continue, Edrik," Atlas replied.


    Edrik nodded slightly and moved to his next point. Explore more at empire


    "Fourth, Strategic Island Selection. When choosing 1¨C3 islands, we need to prioritize several factors.


    "Risk vs. Reward: High-value islands typically attract more participants but offer greater rewards. If we''re underprepared, it''s wiser to target mid-tier islands with moderate competition.


    "Number of Participants: Avoid islands likely to be overcrowded. Focus on those where we can reliably secure a fort or key control points."


    Edrik paused briefly and glanced at Atlas. "Am I explaining this in a way that''s too difficult to follow?"


    Atlas smiled faintly. "No, Edrik. I can tell these insights come from your long experience. The points you''ve outlined are clear and precise. I''ve understood everything you''ve explained so far, though I''ll definitely need more suggestions when it comes to finalizing our island targets."


    Edrik gave a measured nod. "That''s correct, My Lord. Since we can choose up to three islands to contest, our strategy needs to account for a balanced approach. I believe most Lords will also combine their island choices using similar criteria. We cannot afford to select only high-reward islands. For at least one or two, we should aim for islands that allow a viable retreat if securing a win becomes impossible."


    "That''s definitely something I''ll need time to grasp fully," Atlas admitted, his tone thoughtful. "What about moving on to specific island recommendations, Edrik? Would that be a good next step?"


    "I think we can transition to that," Edrik replied.

 Chapter 113 - Crimson Pyre

    Atlas and the others began scanning through the available floating islands they could contest in the upcoming Dominion Skirmish. Some of these islands were new, having only appeared alongside the start of the event. Interestingly, Flare Peak, which they often used for training, was not among them.They examined each Rank-1 island, weighing the risks and rewards of each choice. Edrik had already provided a clear guideline for their selection strategy:


    A combination of High-Risk, Mid-Risk, and Low-Risk islands. This approach would give the team more flexibility to adapt their strategy during the mid-battle phase.


    "The first option is Crimson Pyre, the Volcanic Island," Edrik began.


    Atlas nodded, listening intently as Edrik summarized the key details of each island.


    "Crimson Pyre: Volcanic terrain with wide lava flows, magma pools, and jagged rocky outcrops. It''s classified as Moderate-High Risk due to environmental hazards that weaken troops and limit mobility. Additionally, it will attract high competition from Lords seeking valuable crafting materials."


    "Okay," Atlas replied, filing the information away. Discover more stories at My Virtual Library Empire


    "Next is Sands of Solace, a Desert Island. Arid desert with open dunes and scattered oases. This island has few natural barriers, which makes ambushes and long-range attacks highly effective. It''s considered Moderate Risk because the open terrain leaves troops vulnerable to ranged attacks and ambushes. Moreover, efficient supply management will be essential due to the harsh conditions."


    "Okay," Atlas said again.


    "The next one is Emerald Glade, a Forest Island. It''s a dense forest with magical flora, hidden pathways, and wildlife. This one is classified as Low Risk. It will face moderate competition from Lords aiming for safe Dominion Points generation. Additionally, it synergizes well with Mira and Lyrassa, as their abilities enhance resource collection and forest navigation."


    "This one sounds tempting and safe to choose," Atlas remarked.


    "I''ll continue, My Lord," Edrik responded.


    "Go ahead," Atlas encouraged.


    Edrik continued, "The last one is Azure Dunes, a Coastal Desert Island."


    "Okay," Atlas replied, ready to hear more.


    Edrik elaborated, "It''s a coastal desert with sandy beaches, rocky outcrops, and freshwater oases. The coastal cliffs provide excellent vantage points but are prone to attacks from lake creatures."


    Atlas gave a thoughtful nod. "I can imagine if we secure this island, it could give Zefyros a home where he can roam freely."


    "Agreed, my Lord," Edrik replied with a small smile before continuing, "However, this island is classified as Moderate-High Risk. The hybrid terrain may disrupt troop formations, and there''s a significant potential for interference from lake creatures."


    Atlas leaned back, carefully considering the options as Edrik paused. Each island presented a different blend of risks and rewards, and while they hadn''t yet delved into the finer points of battle strategy, it was clear that their choices would have far-reaching consequences.


    The unpredictable nature of potential opponents added another layer of complexity. Greed could lead them into unwinnable conflicts, facing overwhelming challenges that could cripple their forces. On the other hand, a lack of ambition might leave them with underwhelming results, squandering an opportunity to strengthen their domain.


    Each decision needed to be deliberate and well-calculated.


    Edrik resumed, presenting the three islands he recommended.


    "First, Crimson Pyre Isle. Reason: It offers critical crafting materials for early upgrades. Additionally, the terrain favors your team, My Lord, as they are already familiar with volcanic areas."


    "Okay, next," Atlas prompted.


    "Next is Emerald Glade. It''s a low-risk option for steady DP generation and troop sustainability. It also synergizes well with Mira and Lyrassa''s abilities."


    Atlas nodded slowly, signaling for Edrik to continue.


    "Finally, Azure Dunes. Reason: It provides high-value hybrid resources and offers tactical flexibility for ambushes and defense."


    Atlas fell silent for a moment, digesting Edrik''s reasoning. Each option seemed to fit comfortably within their broader strategic considerations, offering a mix of safety, utility, and potential rewards.


    "I think all three islands sound incredibly promising, Edrik," Atlas said thoughtfully. "I would be more than pleased to secure any one of them. My main concern is ensuring we successfully claim at least one new island, regardless of which we prioritize."


    "I agree with you, My Lord," Edrik replied.


    Atlas took his time to thoroughly reanalyze the three recommended islands. Although they couldn''t visit the islands during this preparation phase, they had access to detailed maps of the terrain and layouts. Edrik used these visuals to further explain why these three islands were the most logical choices.


    The strategy remained consistent: include one high-risk, high-reward island for the potential major gains, while also securing a low-risk island that would synergize with their current team composition and ensure steady benefits.


    Even with his victories in previous Lord battles, Atlas knew better than to underestimate the Dominion Skirmish. This was no straightforward one-on-one contest¡ªit was a chaotic battlefield involving multiple Lords, some of whom might form alliances, creating a potentially overwhelming threat.


    Atlas had no alliances to fall back on, a factor that placed him at a distinct disadvantage.


    To date, he had neither actively sought alliances nor received any serious offers. The only exception was his indirect connection to two Rank-2 Lords, Luna and Ember. They had offered him donations during his early struggles, providing crucial support at the time.


    However, they operated at a higher rank and had never met Atlas in person, making their involvement in this Skirmish unlikely.


    For now, he had to assume he would face this challenge alone. This isolation made meticulous planning and flawless execution critical. Any mistake could lead to disastrous outcomes. The maps, Edrik''s strategic insights, and his own instincts would have to be enough to secure victory.


    Atlas glanced at his other Elite Subordinates, who all remained silent, their expressions showing complete trust in Edrik''s strategic guidance. It was clear they deferred to Edrik''s expertise, leaving the intricate planning to him. When Atlas occasionally sought their opinions, they would often simply echo Edrik''s points, showing their confidence in his judgment.


    The discussion continued for a while, with Edrik elaborating on their options, until he suddenly chimed in with a new topic.


    "My Lord, forgive me, but I feel I must bring this up," he said, his tone careful yet firm.


    Atlas looked up, his brows furrowing. "Just say it." Sear?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Edrik gave a small bow before speaking. "Master Kurogasa, please correct me if my suggestion seems too risky."


    Kurogasa bowed slightly in return. "I trust that our Lord is not reckless, and with the experience in this room, coupled with a well-thought-out strategy, we should be able to minimize risks."


    "What is it, Edrik?" Atlas prompted.


    Edrik nodded, his expression serious as he began. "My Lord, I''ve identified an island¡ªa dynamic environment island."


    "Oh? Then why didn''t you mention it earlier?" Atlas asked, surprised. He racked his mind, recalling the Rank-1 islands they had reviewed, yet no such island had appeared.


    "Because, my Lord," Edrik continued, "this island is in Rank-2."


    "Rank-2..." Atlas murmured, letting the weight of that information settle.


    Edrik pressed on. "It''s the Shattered Ember Isles, a volcanic Shadow Terrain."


    He paused briefly before continuing. "The island is a crumbling volcanic landscape infused with shadow magic. Its Shadow-infused zones reduce healing effectiveness but amplify shadow-based abilities. The Central Fortress is surrounded by unstable magma flows, requiring precise and calculated movements to navigate."


    Atlas remained silent, processing this new information, as Edrik continued.


    "If we can secure this island, my Lord," Edrik said with quiet conviction, "it will solve our resource problem. The island holds the materials we need to craft the Soulbinding Armor Set."


    Yes, the Soulbinding Armor Set. Atlas had already secured the blueprint, and now they just needed to gather the materials¡ªan immense amount, since his vision was to provide every member of his island with this powerful armor.


    However, the Shattered Ember Isles was categorized as Rank-2, meaning it would require Atlas to participate in battles one rank higher than his current standing.


    "Chance to win," Edrik continued. "It''s Moderate to High. Our team is well-accustomed to training in environments like this. Moreover, Morganna, Kurogasa, Raze, myself, and you, my Lord, all perform exceptionally well in shadow zones. This gives us a substantial edge against opponents who lack shadow affinity."


    Edrik paused briefly, allowing Atlas a moment to process the information before continuing. "If you decide to include this island as one of our choices, we can devise a detailed backup plan or a retreat strategy to mitigate potential risks."


    "Rank-2 Lord Battles," Atlas murmured, his thoughts trailing as he processed the explanation.


    Despite the obvious risks, he couldn''t ignore the pull of this opportunity. The dynamic environment was rare¡ªsuch islands seldom appeared in Skirmishes. The Shattered Ember Isles held incredible value, both for its unique terrain and the resources it promised.


    Naturally, such allure would attract countless other Lords, turning the Isles into one of the most fiercely contested battlegrounds in the Skirmish.


    His mind raced as he weighed the risks against the potential rewards. His team''s compatibility with the terrain gave them an advantage, but stepping into Rank-2 battles introduced unpredictable variables.


    Was this gamble worth taking?


    What path should he choose?

 Chapter 114 - The Shattered Ember Gamble

    Atlas and his elite subordinates focused intently as they revisited the critical choices before them. The opportunity they faced¡ªa Floating Island with a dynamic environment¡ªwas an extraordinarily rare discovery. Its existence would inevitably attract fierce competition from all who knew about it, each determined to claim it for themselves.This island was ranked as a Tier-2 territory, meaning their opponents would range from level 50 to 100. That put Atlas and his team at a clear disadvantage in terms of sheer power. Yet, could they truly afford to pass up such a golden opportunity?


    Baldric, the blacksmith, broke the silence. "Atlas, even if we can''t claim the island itself, we could still compete within it. My suggestion is to use the battle phase to hunt for materials we need to craft the Soul Binding Armor. I believe it''s a chance worth taking."


    Atlas nodded, weighing Baldric''s proposal. Dominion Skirmishes were prolonged battles, stretching up to two months. Even if they concentrated solely on gathering materials, the effort would still prove highly worthwhile.


    Edrik chimed in. "We could adopt a specialized strategy. Deploy scouts and spies to locate our targets, then send more people to hunt or harvest the resources we need."


    "So, are you saying we shouldn''t engage in direct combat with the Rank-2 lords?"


    Atlas wasn''t underestimating the strength of their potential opponents, but he wanted to assess whether the risk was truly so great that it completely ruled out their chances of competing for control of the island.


    Edrik bowed his head slightly in deference. "I can offer strategies if you decide to force a confrontation at this rank."


    "What are our chances if we go for it?"


    Edrik bowed again and replied, "We have ways to increase our odds, with careful planning and tactical execution. Ultimately, though, it''s your call, Atlas. In my experience, fighting opponents one rank above is manageable if the troops are well-prepared, especially with an advantage to set us apart from others in our own rank."


    Atlas nodded firmly, his expression resolute as he began to speak.


    "Alright, based on the reasons you''ve all presented, including this island in our options seems like a promising decision. The worst-case scenario is that we retreat immediately if the opponents are beyond our reach," he said, glancing at each member of the group.


    He continued, "We still have the other two islands as backup targets to fight for. However, if there''s even a decent chance for us to contend for the Rank-2 island, I believe it''s worth exploring further."


    Edrik nodded in agreement and replied, "I''ll summarize everything again and refine the plan to make it more robust."


    "I trust all of you," Atlas said.


    Edrik then laid out the final three recommendations for their approach to the Dominion Skirmish.


    "The first option," he began, "is the Rank-2 Floating Island, the Shattered Ember Isles. This is a high-risk, high-reward choice. Not only does it provide us the opportunity to gather materials necessary for crafting the Soul Binding Armor, but if we manage to take control of the island, its value will be immense."


    He paused briefly before moving to the next option. Find adventures on My Virtual Library Empire


    "The second option is the Emerald Glade. This choice carries moderate risk and offers moderate rewards. However, we have a distinct advantage here due to Mira and Lyrassa''s expertise in forested environments. Their strengths could tip the scales in our favor."


    Finally, Edrik addressed the third option.


    "For the last choice, we need to consider a moderate-to-high-risk option with high potential rewards. We have two options here: the Crimson Pyre and the Azure Dunes. Both offer significant benefits, but they also come with their own challenges. We''ll need to decide which aligns better with our strengths and resources."


    Atlas responded. "What are the key considerations, Edrik?"


    Edrik replied, "Both options are nearly identical in terms of difficulty. However, the Crimson Pyre offers better resources overall. On the other hand, if you aim to give Zefyros more opportunities to excel in aquatic terrains, then the Azure Dunes would be the better choice."


    Atlas nodded slowly, weighing the options carefully. "I think giving Zefyros the chance to grow further would be a significant benefit for us in the long run."


    "I agree with that," Edrik affirmed.


    At last, the decisions were made. The three floating islands were finalized, and Atlas quickly registered their choices with the system. Now, all that remained was to wait for the appointed time to commence the Dominion Skirmish!


    However, the preparations for the Dominion Skirmish were far from complete. Choosing the islands was only the first step. The team still needed to thoroughly discuss the rules of engagement within the skirmish. sea??h th§× ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    With that, they moved to the next topic, and Edrik began explaining the details.


    "The crucial point in a Dominion Skirmish," Edrik started, "is that the faction which accumulates the most Dominion Points by the end of the season earns the right to control the targeted island."


    Atlas noted this down, nodding. "Dominion Points, got it."


    Edrik continued, "You can earn Dominion Points by killing monsters and collecting materials. However, the most efficient method is to take control of the Key Zones."


    He paused for a moment before elaborating further. "Typically, there are three types of Key Zones: the Central Fortress, the Outer Forts, and Supply Depots."


    [Central Fortress: The primary objective on each island, offering the highest Dominion Points (DP) but demanding significant commitment and resources to maintain control.]


    [Outer Forts: Secondary objectives that yield consistent DP while granting strategic benefits such as buffs or improved access to vital resources.]


    [Supply Depots: Optional zones that do not generate DP but provide essential resources, such as stamina recovery and defensive enhancements, crucial for sustaining troops during prolonged battles.]


    Atlas nodded again, processing the information. "So, if we decide not to compete directly for control of the island, our strategy would focus solely on monster hunting and resource gathering, ignoring the Key Zones entirely?"


    "Correct," Edrik confirmed.


    He went on, "DP are awarded hourly for maintaining control of these zones. The Central Fortress yields the highest Dominion Points per hour, which is why the lords vying for the islands often concentrate their battles around these strategic areas."


    "I understand," Atlas replied.


    They delved deeper into the strategy, covering every critical detail of the battle.


    Discussions began with resource management during the skirmish, transitioning to the ideas of forming alliances, and the most effective ways to navigate each phase of the Dominion Skirmish.


    Atlas meticulously took notes, absorbing the extensive knowledge shared by Edrik and the others. He fully grasped the depth of their insights and the sheer amount of time and effort they had invested to gain such wisdom.


    It was easy to imagine how a new lord entering a battle of this scale, armed with little more than basic information and no alliances, would struggle to make sense of everything. For Atlas, however, the situation was entirely different. He had the advantage of an exceptional team of elite subordinates.


    Despite their collective experiences, none of his subordinates confidently claimed that the battle would be easier due to their experience. Atlas viewed this as a reflection of their humility and respect for him as their leader.


    Even Kurogasa, Lyrassa, Milo, and Morganna¡ªamong the most seasoned of the group¡ªoffered only minimal input during the discussion. The exception was Kurogasa, who occasionally provided insights when Edrik specifically sought his perspective.


    Perhaps the challenges presented by Rank-1 or even Rank-2 Dominion Skirmishes weren''t yet demanding enough to warrant detailed contributions from everyone. Still, he recognized one undeniable truth: no amount of knowledge would matter without thorough preparation and raw power to back it up. Without those, all their carefully crafted strategies and hard-earned wisdom would ultimately be wasted.


    Their goal was clear: push everyone to grow stronger as quickly as possible and maximize their use of resources through the knowledge they had painstakingly acquired. This was not just a battle¡ªit was a calculated leap toward their ultimate objectives.

 Chapter 115 - Celesthollow

    There were still about two weeks remaining before the battle phase of the Dominion Skirmish began. Atlas intended to make the most of this time by tackling another quest from his new Class, while simultaneously pushing everyone to reach level 50.With most combatants averaging level 50 or higher, this would significantly enhance the potential strength of both him and his overall forces.


    In addition, Atlas had already begun recruiting through the Gateway Altar, aiming to expand his total combatants count even further. If he could field 100 combatants for the battle phase, it would undoubtedly give him a considerable advantage. sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    And one more thing¡ªAtlas once again received reinforcements from a mysterious benefactor, Luna of the Celestial Vanguard.


    After asking around, Mira explained that Luna and Ember had already visited them twice. This was the second time they had provided aid to Atlas.


    But who were they?


    According to Edrik''s assessment, this lord seemed to be offering support, either out of goodwill or as a means to explore the potential for an alliance in the future.


    Intriguing¡­


    Perhaps Atlas should consider reaching out to this lord, if only to express his gratitude¡ªand possibly uncover their true intentions.


    [Quest 2: "The Eye of the Storm"]


    [Objective: Navigate through a path filled with fierce winds, lightning strikes, and storm-enhanced creatures.]


    [Location: A stormy open terrain.]


    [Challenges:]


    [- Navigate wind and lightning hazards.]


    [- Use elemental control to stabilize pathways.]


    Following that, his second quest presented yet another challenge, this time requiring him to complete the task in a uniquely demanding environment. Fortunately, this meant they no longer needed to return to Flare Peak and could instead move on to explore a new area.


    Atlas and Edrik began scanning the region surrounding their island, searching for a location better suited to the requirements of the quest.


    One thing had become increasingly clear since the Dominion Skirmish island selection phase began¡ªtheir island, Gacha Haven, was now moving at a noticeably faster pace than before. Its trajectory was shifting eastward, steadily carrying them into other territories.


    If this continued, it was possible that by the time the Dominion Skirmish concluded, they might find themselves near an entirely new continent.


    "This one," Edrik said, pointing to the floating screen.


    Atlas leaned in, reading the details of the floating island, Celesthollow.


    He nodded slowly and expanded the information for a closer look.


    The island was enormous, boasting a unique and varied landscape. At its heart lay a massive lake that dominated much of the terrain. Surrounding the lake were towering mountain ranges, expansive forests, and drier regions scattered across the outer areas.


    "The area around here," Edrik began, "should have stronger winds, which makes it an excellent fit for your quest."


    "Yes, this is a good choice," Atlas agreed. "And with the large lake, it''ll also give Zefyros a chance to showcase his skills."


    With that, the decision was made.


    Atlas brought nearly all the island''s inhabitants with him, leaving only the autonomous Golems and a handful of workers behind to keep essential operations running. With the island under protective wards from the system, leaving it temporarily unoccupied was a secure and calculated choice.


    They landed on a wide, rocky plain dotted with patches of dry grass, right on the edge of the vast lake that stretched out before them. Even at ground level, the wind was strong, pushing against them with force. It was clear that at the higher elevations, the gusts would be even fiercer.


    "We''ll set up camp here," Edrik instructed.


    Without hesitation, the combatants and workers got to work, setting up the campsite and preparing for their stay. Since they planned to remain on the island for several days, returning to Gacha Haven during this period would only waste valuable time.


    Edrik stepped up beside Atlas, who stood quietly at the lake''s edge, gazing at the vast expanse of water.


    "I''m sure Zefyros will enjoy himself in a lake this size," Edrik said with a small nod.


    Atlas smirked. "Zefyros, go ahead and play."


    A burst of water infused with crackling electricity erupted, and Zefyros emerged, his large, expressive eyes glinting with excitement. The spirit beast landed on the ground with a splash before sprinting toward the lake. With an exuberant leap, it vanished into the water, disappearing beneath the surface.


    "This floating island," Edrik began, "is accessible to both Rank-1 Seekers and Rank-2 Scouts. The level range here is from 50 to 100, but we may also encounter monsters exceeding level 100."


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    "That''s good," Atlas replied. "Everyone needs to focus on reaching at least level 50 as quickly as possible."


    "Understood. I''ll handle everything."


    Edrik returned to the others, promptly taking charge of his assigned tasks.


    Meanwhile, Kurogasa, as usual, took on the role of scout. Without a word, he vanished from sight, heading out to explore the island. His mission was clear: identify any potential threats, especially those related to other Lords who might also be present on the island.


    Atlas lingered at the lakeside, inhaling the crisp, refreshing breeze. The cool wind carried a sense of calm that seemed to revitalize him without his conscious realization. For a moment, it was as though the weight of his responsibilities lightened, leaving him feeling reinvigorated.


    Life in Gacha Haven had become increasingly pleasant over time. The island had grown larger and more vibrant, with lush grass and serene areas for relaxation. Yet, no matter how improved it was, the island still felt confined, its size limiting its potential.


    That was why winning a new island in the next Dominion Skirmish was so crucial. Securing more territory would significantly expand his resources and opportunities. If Atlas could claim an island as vast as Celesthollow, the island he currently stood, the possibilities for growth would be immense.


    Of course, a larger island would come with its own challenges. He would need more defensive structures and an increased number of troops to ensure proper security. However, the trade-off was worth it. A spacious island meant they wouldn''t all be crammed into the same small area, forced to see the same faces day and night.


    The idea of spreading out and enjoying the freedom of a larger domain was a tantalizing prospect.


    Atlas was still wearing the Mountain Leaper Bands, a bracelet that allowed him to leap great heights, and the Mana Glider Cloak, an item that enabled him to float momentarily in mid-air. Standing at the edge of the lake, he prepared to get a better view of the area from above.


    Lyrassa and Mira approached Atlas, standing on either side of him at the lake''s edge.


    "My Lord¡­" Mira''s voice was filled with excitement as she glanced around. "I''m sooo happy¡­ This place is beautiful," she said, letting out a soft laugh.


    Then, with a mischievous giggle, she added, "Imagine if we could fill an island this big with carrots."


    Atlas turned to her, chuckling as he gently ruffled her hair. "Let''s see if we can win a new island in the next battle, okay?"


    Mira beamed at him, her eyes sparkling. "Yes! I''ll be excited to kill lots of enemies too."


    Her cheerful, innocent tone made her words sound even more unsettling.


    Atlas couldn''t help but grin at her unique mix of sweetness and menace.


    "Well then," he said, stretching his arms. "Let me take a look at this island from above first."


    With that, he crouched slightly, a playful grin spreading across his face as he focused himself.


    Atlas channeled all his strength into his legs, his muscles tensing as the ground beneath him cracked slightly from the pressure. At the peak of his preparation, he sprang upward with explosive force, rocketing into the sky.


    His body shot through the air, cutting through the wind with ease. Simultaneously, the air elemental particles in the atmosphere seemed to respond to his movement, wrapping around him and accelerating his ascent. The wind whipped past his body, and the sensation of soaring freely was exhilarating.


    At the apex of his jump, he activated the Mana Glider Cloak. His body was caught by the wind and gently carried forward, gliding in the direction of the lake. The rush of air against him created a sense of both freedom and control as he moved through the skies.


    Atlas took a moment to scan the island from his elevated position, but most of it was obscured by clouds. The view wasn''t much different from what the system''s display of the island had already shown him.


    However, being at such a height gave him a uniquely exhilarating sense of freedom.


    By now, any fear of heights had long since faded. The altitude, which might once have been daunting, no longer fazed him. Was it because of the grueling self-imposed training he had endured? Had he grown so accustomed to pushing past his limits that even fear itself had dulled?


    As the effect of the Mana Glider Cloak wore off, Atlas began to fall, gravity reclaiming him.


    He suddenly realized he had drifted slightly over the lake. Looking down, he saw he was about to plunge directly into the water.


    Swimming wasn''t the problem¡ªhe could swim just fine. The real concern was what might lurk beneath the surface.


    What if there was a high-level monster in the lake? That could complicate things quickly.


    "My Lord¡­ be careful!" Mira''s sharp voice echoed from the lakeshore.


    Atlas''s descent quickened, the wind rushing past his ears. As he neared the water, a disturbance erupted below him.


    A massive explosion of water shot skyward, scattering droplets like rain.


    From the depths emerged a monstrous fish¡ªa titanic creature with jagged, glowing scales and sharp fins that cut through the air. Its glowing eyes locked onto Atlas, and its gaping maw, lined with razor-sharp teeth, seemed large enough to swallow him whole.


    Atlas had no time to hesitate¡ªthis was trouble.


    [Rare - Riftscale Titan Lv. 55]

 Chapter 116 - Veylor for Eclipse

    The level 55 fish monster erupted from the lake, its massive maw gaping wide, ready to swallow Atlas whole.Reacting instantly, Atlas summoned his Wavebreaker Spear, his body enveloped in a surge of water and crackling lightning. Without hesitation, he activated his Mana Glider Cloak once more, halting his descent just above the monster''s snapping maw.


    Spinning the spear deftly in mid-air, Atlas prepared for a decisive strike. Channeling his energy, he unleashed the skill.


    [Elite - Thunderpierce Thrust (Active Skill) Lv. 7 activated]


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    He surged downward like a lightning bolt, driving the spear into the top of the monster''s maw. The weapon pierced deep, sending an electrified surge across the fish''s body.


    Before it could retaliate, Zefyros burst from the water, hovering beside Atlas. Seizing the moment, Atlas unleashed another skill. Simultaneously, Zefyros manipulated the water surrounding the fish, creating a swirling barrier that prevented the creature from retreating back into the depths.


    [Elite - Flurry of Spears Lv. 3 activated]


    The spear became a blur, striking the fish with relentless precision. Each hit rippled through the monster''s massive frame, scattering blood into the lake. Overwhelmed, the beast thrashed briefly before collapsing back into the water with a colossal splash.


    [You have killed Rare - Riftscale Titan Lv. 55]


    [You received 4.595 Exp]


    [Exp: 98.429/228.266]


    As Atlas began to fall toward the lake, Zefyros surged beneath him, creating a wave that propelled him upward and allowed him to stand atop the water.


    The fish floated lifelessly to the surface.


    Atlas grinned, leaping onto the fish''s back and balancing confidently. Turning toward the lakeshore, he saw his subordinates cheering and waving, their triumphant shouts echoing across the water.


    Raising his spear high, Atlas acknowledged their cheers.


    CREAKKK!


    Zefyros let out a sharp cry before diving behind the massive fish and pushing it toward the shore with powerful waves. Atlas couldn''t help but smile as he saw the others'' enthusiastic reactions.


    "We''re having fish tonight!" he shouted, grinning.


    Once the fish reached the shore, Karian leapt to the water. With a grunt of effort, he dragged the massive fish further onto solid ground.


    Atlas hadn''t anticipated that the lake''s inhabitants would grow to such enormous sizes¡ªor that there might still be even larger monsters lurking beneath the surface. Oddly, the thought didn''t intimidate him; instead, it sparked a strange curiosity.


    This was a place teeming with monsters, after all, so they wouldn''t be able to relax without setting proper guard shifts.


    Still, their time at Flare Peak had prepared them well. They had faced creatures clad in molten lava there, and compared to that, the challenges of this island seemed more manageable.


    Karian quickly got to work, using his greatsword to cut the massive fish into sections. Even with the sheer size of the creature raised the question of whether it would be enough to feed all 100 of them.


    Realizing they might need more fish to ensure a satisfying meal for everyone, Atlas reached into his Inventory and pulled out a Rank-A Item: Endless Fishing Rod.


    At first glance, it appeared to be an ordinary fishing rod, but the craftsmanship was exceptional, and he imagined the rod was sturdy enough to be used as a weapon if needed.


    "Garen, take it," Atlas said, holding the rod out.


    The towering, broad-shouldered Garen approached with a respectful bow before accepting the rod from his lord''s hands.


    "Catch more fish for dinner."


    "Yes, My Lord," Garen replied, gripping the rod firmly.


    Atlas smiled as he watched his troops eagerly working together to carve up the enormous fish. The atmosphere was lively, filled with laughter and banter as they prepared the unexpected feast.


    He couldn''t help but let his mind wander. How beautiful these floating islands truly were¡ªplaces of serene landscapes and untamed wilderness. He wondered, with a touch of irony, what it would be like if these lands weren''t contested through endless battles.


    Imagine if places like this could be visited by people from the lower lands, free from war and bloodshed. But that wasn''t the purpose of these floating islands. They were designed for conquest, for conflict, where only the strongest claimed ownership.


    Lost in thought, Atlas leaned back in his camping chair, soaking in the warm sun. The gentle breeze carried the scent of the lake, calming his mind, until a familiar figure approached.


    Kurogasa.


    The Ninja Rat appeared silently, bowing deeply before Atlas. His sudden presence snapped Atlas out of his musings. Sitting upright, Atlas gave a nod of acknowledgment.


    "My Lord, I have the report," Kurogasa said in his usual quiet, serious tone.


    "Please," Atlas replied.


    Kurogasa bowed slightly before delivering his report.


    "There are five Lords scattered across this island¡ªthree from Rank-1 and two from Rank-2. Their troop numbers exceed 100 each. Most of them are out hunting, while some are fishing in the lake for food."


    Atlas absorbed the information quietly, his mind already calculating the risks. After a brief pause, he spoke decisively.


    "Tighten the patrols. Stay on high alert. If we cross paths with any of them, I want to know immediately."


    "Yes, My Lord." Kurogasa bowed once more before vanishing into the shadows.


    With all the preparations complete and the team ready to begin their hunt, Atlas stood tall at the front, flanked by his elite subordinates. Before him, the combatants and workers stood in neat rows.


    "Today," he began, "I will appoint a new leader to take charge of the fifth team."


    A ripple of excitement spread through the ranks. Faces lit up with anticipation.


    Atlas had already discussed this decision with his elite subordinates and felt confident in his choice. The individual he had in mind wasn''t merely capable¡ªhe was extraordinary, someone who stood out from the rest. And, as fate would have it, this remarkable recruit had arrived through the Gateway Altar.


    "Veylor," Atlas called.


    All heads turned to a figure standing near the middle of the formation. And, it wasn''t¡­ a human.


    It was a wolf.


    No¡ªa massive, upright wolf, towering above most of the others. His thick black fur gleamed under the sunlight, and his muscular frame was clad in reinforced armor that fit snugly over his powerful body.


    The beastkin warrior stepped forward with dignity.


    "My Lord," Veylor responded.


    Veylor was a close-range fighter who combined speed with impressive durability. His combat style was both agile and resilient, making him a formidable presence on the battlefield. He possessed the unique ability to hold his own in a fight, even when outnumbered, without needing immediate support.


    With his sharp instincts and fierce independence, Veylor was perfectly suited for leading from the front, where the chaos of battle was at its fiercest. His ability to withstand heavy assaults while delivering swift, decisive strikes made him a crucial asset to any offensive push.


    "You will lead the fifth team¡ªEclipse," Atlas declared.


    A wave of applause erupted as Veylor strode confidently toward the front, joining the other team leaders. One by one, the leaders of the other teams followed suit, gathering at the front alongside him.


    Atlas addressed them all once more.


    "Zara for Aether, Kaida for Blaze, Garen for Cinder, Ronan for Dusk, and Veylor for Eclipse. Each team will consist of sixteen members, with roles carefully assigned for balance and efficiency."


    As Atlas finished speaking, the five team leaders stepped forward and bowed in unison toward him.


    "And¡­" Atlas continued, drawing everyone''s attention back to him.


    "Each team will have its own supervision. However, to adjust our strategies, I''ll re-assign supervisors to work directly with each team leader. Aether will remain under Milo''s guidance. Blaze will continue with Lyrassa. Cinder will be supervised by Baldric. Dusk will work with Mira. And Eclipse will be under Karian''s supervision."


    Huh?


    A collective murmur rippled through the crowd when Mira''s name was mentioned. Several combatants exchanged glances, clearly surprised by the unexpected pairing. Even Mira herself blinked in shock, her mouth slightly open in disbelief.


    Then, as the moment sank in, she let out a soft giggle, quickly composing herself. With a cheerful bounce in her step, she made her way toward Ronan, falling into line alongside the other supervisors.


    Atlas continued, his tone calm and steady.


    "Edrik will have more responsibilities, acting as my bridge to coordinate with all of you. Meanwhile, Master Kurogasa will be focusing on scouting tasks to keep us informed of any potential threats."


    He paused for a moment, glancing toward the group. No one dared to ask what Morganna''s role would be. She wasn''t even standing among them. Instead, she sat leisurely near the camp''s cooking area, already enjoying a freshly roasted piece of fish.


    Even when things got serious, she found a way to operate on her own terms.


    But more than that, it had been the right choice. Atlas felt a deep sense of satisfaction watching his team grow stronger and more coordinated with each passing day. Their progress was tangible, and now all that remained was to recruit more troops to complete his ranks.


    Once all the preparations were finalized, the teams dispersed, each group setting out to complete their assigned hunting missions.


    With everyone busy, Atlas made his way toward Morganna, who was still leisurely munching on her fish.


    She glanced up at him lazily as he approached.


    "I''m heading out to complete my quest. You''ll stay here with the workers?"


    Morganna gave a small shrug, biting into her food.


    Before he could say more, a loud clang rang out from the cooking area. One of the female cooks had dropped a pot onto the ground.


    Atlas turned his head toward the sound. "Are you alright?" sea??h th§× Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The female cook quickly bowed, flustered as she scrambled to pick up the fallen pot. "I-I''m fine, My Lord. Forgive me, I didn''t mean to drop it."


    Atlas chuckled softly. "It''s alright. Just be careful."


    The girl nodded quickly, her face flushed with embarrassment.


    Atlas turned back to Morganna. "Bye."


    "I''ll catch up..." she said.


    Atlas glanced back at her. "Sure," he replied with before turning away.

 Chapter 117 - Bladewing Ravager

    Atlas and Kurogasa sprinted through the hills, weaving effortlessly between the dense trees that flanked the narrow path. Their movements were swift and precise as they leapt over rocks, roots, and uneven terrain, steadily making their way up the mountain''s incline.Kurogasa occasionally slowed his pace, giving Atlas a moment to catch up. But it was evident that Atlas had grown faster and more nimble. Even as they ascended the steep path, his stride remained steady, and his steps barely disturbed the ground beneath him.


    His training was paying off.


    Not that they couldn''t have taken the Floating Throne to reach the summit¡ªbut every opportunity to train had to be seized. For Atlas, improving his physical capabilities was just as important as any battle strategy.


    As they climbed higher, the wind grew fiercer. The trees swayed violently, and the sound of the howling wind echoed through the forest, creating eerie whistles between the branches.


    Soon, the dense trees thinned out, giving way to a stretch of low, dry grass. Atlas pressed his feet firmly into the ground as they reached this open area.


    The wind hit him with full force.


    The sheer strength of the gusts made it difficult to keep his balance, and for a moment, he nearly stumbled to the side. Gritting his teeth, Atlas adjusted his footing and planted himself more firmly to resist the relentless wind.


    Even before they reached the summit, it was clear¡ªthis mountain''s peak would be a true test of endurance against nature itself.


    Kurogasa moved effortlessly through the harsh wind. Despite the gusts whipping fiercely around them, the only things that seemed to struggle against the wind were his outfit and the weapons strapped to his waist, which flapped wildly with each burst of air.


    Atlas, on the other hand, had to brace himself. He pulled out his Wavebreaker Spear, planting it firmly into the ground to keep his footing. Each step was slow and deliberate, his body leaning against the brutal gusts that changed direction unpredictably.


    "My Lord¡­ this place is perfect for your quest," Kurogasa said. His voice was nearly drowned out by the roaring wind, making it difficult for Atlas to catch every word.


    Atlas grinned despite the difficulty, scanning the area from one end to the other. His gaze followed the jagged trail ahead¡ªlong, winding, and treacherous. He swallowed hard, knowing the path ahead would test both his endurance and focus.


    Then, his eyes lifted toward the sky, where several large bird-like monsters circled high above, riding the currents with ease.


    It took him a moment to register what he was seeing. Flying monsters.


    Had he seen flying monsters before? Yes. But this was different. This time, there was a real chance they''d attack him mid-run.


    For the first time, he felt the tension rise. He wasn''t just running against the wind¡ªhe might have to fend off predators from the skies.


    After quite a struggle, they finally reached their destination¡ªa long mountain ridge stretching across several peaks, forming a rugged, windswept expanse.


    Atlas leaned forward slightly, every muscle in his body tense as he fought to stay upright against the relentless wind. The gusts howled through the rocky terrain, tearing at his clothes and sapping his strength. Even standing still felt like an exhausting task, as if the very air itself was trying to push him back down the mountain.


    "My Lord¡­ let''s go," Kurogasa said, bowing slightly before stepping aside.


    Atlas took a deep breath, focusing on the elemental particles swirling in the air. He drew them toward him, wrapping his body in a thin barrier to lighten the burden. For a moment, the pressure lessened, but the wind''s sheer force still pressed heavily against him.


    Gritting his teeth, he gathered every ounce of strength he had.


    Step!


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    Another step!


    A sudden blast of wind surged through the ridge, like a hammer of air crashing against him. It hit with such force that he staggered, his boots scraping across the rocky ground.


    Atlas grunted, driving his spear into the earth to stop himself from being hurled backward. His arms strained, and the wind howled louder, as if trying to rip him from his position.


    Kurogasa simply bowed his head slightly, observing his struggle without a word.


    "This is fun!" Atlas said with a grin.


    And so he continued, step by step, forcing his body forward against the fierce gusts. Kurogasa remained close, walking alongside him without showing any signs of strain.


    Time passed. It was impossible to tell how long he had been at it, but eventually, his steps became more stable. His footing improved, and he no longer had to plant his spear into the ground with every gust.


    At one point, Kurogasa veered off to the side, putting some distance between himself and Atlas.


    At this height, if Atlas were to be swept off the cliff by the wind, even Kurogasa wouldn''t be able to save him.


    But the real challenge wasn''t about simply walking through the wind. Atlas needed to run the track¡ªnot stumble through it like someone injured and desperate to hold their ground.


    "I look like a fool," he muttered. "No¡­ I''m going to run this. No excuses."


    After some time had passed, Atlas finally gathered the courage to move without relying on his spear for balance. Instead, he spun the Wavebreaker Spear in his hand, using its motion to stabilize himself.


    Step by step, he pushed forward, moving with greater confidence.


    At first, he kept his pace slow and steady, testing his limits against the relentless wind. But each time he made progress, he forced himself to push harder.


    Run¡­


    Slow at first¡­


    Keep going¡­


    Each step felt more natural, more controlled.


    His strides grew faster, his footing more secure. He focused on the rhythm of his movements, his breathing steady, his body leaning forward just enough to cut through the gusts. The wind was fierce, but he kept pushing.


    Run.


    Faster.


    Just when he started to feel a rush of pride¡ªthinking he had finally made real progress¡ªAtlas glanced over toward Kurogasa.


    The Ninja Rat stood far off to the side, arms folded, watching him with a calm expression.


    Atlas''s confidence wavered as he realized the truth. He''d barely made it a short distance.


    He clenched his jaw and gripped his spear tighter.


    No. I''m not stopping. I''ll get there.


    A loud, piercing screech echoed through the air, snapping Atlas out of his focus.


    What''s that?!


    His head snapped upward, scanning the sky. Something massive was circling above, flying low and steadily closing in on his position.


    A monster!


    It was a bird-like creature. Its enormous wings spread wide. Its feathers were sharp and jagged, resembling blades. And its hooked beak¡ªlined with rows of jagged teeth¡ªlooked like it could tear through steel.


    There was no doubt. The creature had spotted him.


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    Atlas gritted his teeth, gripping the Wavebreaker Spear tightly. The bird monster circled him.


    Then, without warning, the creature dove toward him from behind at terrifying speed.


    Atlas spun his spear with precision, shifting his stance to ground himself. His feet pressed firmly into the rocky soil as he braced for impact.


    At the last second, he twisted sharply, narrowly dodging the monster''s razor-sharp talons as they tore through the air where he had stood moments before.


    Though he evaded the strike, the sheer force of the wind and the creature''s momentum sent him hurtling sideways.


    Atlas crashed into the ground, skidding across the dirt in a cloud of dust and debris. Gritting his teeth, he jammed his spear into the earth to halt his momentum, forcing himself upright once more. His breathing was heavy, but his grip remained firm.


    Atlas''s lips curled into a grin.


    "Damn it¡­ but this is going to be fun."


    He spun his spear, slamming it into the ground for balance.


    "Come to me!"


    [Rare - Bladewing Ravager Lv. 75]

 Chapter 118 - The Razor Winds Ride

    Atlas was still struggling to steady himself on the rugged terrain, battered by the wild, relentless wind. Each powerful gust threatened to throw him off balance, and one wrong step could send him tumbling into the abyss below.But now, he faced a new challenge¡ªone with talons, razor-sharp feathers, and wings that carved through the air like blades.


    A monster bird!


    The Bladewing Ravager.


    And it wasn''t just any ordinary beast¡ªthis monster was level 75.


    The creature circled him, its massive wings cutting through the air, adding to the chaotic winds around him. Atlas remained rooted to one spot, his eyes locked on the bird''s movements, waiting for its next move.


    Suddenly, a powerful gust slammed into him from the side, making him stagger.


    And then¡ªhis instincts screamed.


    Behind!


    The bird was diving toward him from behind.


    [Elite - Tempest Guard (Conditional Passive Skill) Lv. 8 activated.]


    Atlas snapped into a defensive stance, gripping his spear tightly as the bird closed in.


    [Elite - Thunderpierce Thrust (Active Skill) Lv. 7 activated.]


    With precision, he thrust his spear forward, aiming directly for the creature''s neck as it barreled toward him. The spear shot out, its tip crackling with lightning.


    But the bird was faster than expected.


    It beat its massive wings with a brutal force, sending a shockwave that knocked Atlas backward before his spear could land the hit.


    DAMN IT!


    Atlas''s body was flung through the air, tumbling backward, weightless in the wind''s grip. If he didn''t hit solid ground soon, he''d be thrown off the mountain entirely.


    He had the Mountain Leaper Bands to reduce fall damage, sure¡ªbut that wasn''t the issue.


    Because the bird was already diving again.


    With terrifying speed, it closed the gap, its sharp talons stretched out, aiming straight for him.


    Atlas swung his spear to block the incoming attack. The bird''s claws latched onto the spear, locking it in a death grip.


    And then it took off, dragging Atlas into the sky.


    The sheer force of the bird''s ascent hit Atlas like a battering ram. His grip on the spear tightened as his body jerked violently, flung around in the air like a rag doll.


    The wind tore at him from all directions, but he refused to let go.


    No way I''m losing this spear!


    Atlas clenched his jaw, his arms straining as the bird carried him higher and higher, the mountain shrinking below. His body twisted and flailed with each beat of the bird''s wings, but his hands remained locked on the spear.


    At the peak of their ascent, the bird suddenly stopped flapping its massive wings, hovering eerily for a moment before letting out a piercing screech.


    COAAAKKK!!!


    Without warning, the monster dove straight down.


    WOOOO AAA WOOO AAH!


    Atlas clenched his teeth as the sudden drop yanked him downward, the brutal wind slamming into his face. His mouth opened wide as if to scream, but the wind practically shoved the air back down his throat. His vision blurred from the speed, and for a moment, he felt like his stomach was going to rip itself out of his body.


    Then, just as suddenly as it started, the bird stopped mid-air, jerking to a halt like a roller coaster reaching its peak.


    Atlas''s body lurched forward¡ªand that''s when it happened.


    The bird released its grip on the spear.


    He gritted his teeth harder, realizing the damn bird wasn''t just trying to kill him¡ªit was toying with him.


    It''s laughing at me!


    [Elite - Thunderpierce Thrust (Active Skill) Lv. 7 activated.]


    Atlas''s body shot forward, propelled by the force of his spear. He twisted mid-air, aiming straight for the bird.


    COAAAKKK!!!


    The Bladewing Ravager screeched again, this time in surprise, as the spear struck it directly. Atlas didn''t stop there.


    He maneuvered himself, flipping through the air until he landed squarely on the bird''s back.


    Gripping the spear tightly, he drove it into the base of the monster''s neck, yanking the bird''s head backward with all his strength.


    "Let''s see if you like this ride!" he shouted, holding on as the bird thrashed in the air, its wings flailing wildly.


    Another freefall!


    Atlas felt the rush of wind again as the bird plummeted toward the ground. His stomach twisted, but he held firm, refusing to let go of the spear as the creature struggled beneath him.


    This time, I''m not the one being thrown around.


    Atlas adjusted his grip on the bird''s neck, tightening the hold of his spear. The massive creature screeched in frustration and began to maneuver wildly through the air, flapping its razor-sharp wings in desperate attempts to throw him off.


    It darted up, then plunged down, twisting and turning in rapid dives and climbs.


    But Atlas held on.


    His hands clenched the bird''s neck with unrelenting strength, and his legs wrapped tightly around its body. The wind howled in his ears, but he refused to be shaken loose.


    The bird thrashed even harder, trying to shake him off, but every sudden movement only caused the spear lodged in its neck to press deeper.


    You''re only hurting yourself, idiot.


    Finally, the creature altered its movement. With a powerful beat of its wings, it steadied itself mid-air, the chaotic thrashing coming to an abrupt halt.


    Atlas loosened his grip slightly, pulling the spear free and storing it back in his inventory. Now, he held on only with his hands, leaning into the bird''s back to reduce the wind resistance.


    The monster flew on without further resistance, its massive wings cutting through the air with smooth, powerful strokes.


    Atlas smirked to himself. sea??h th§× N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Did I¡­ just tame this thing?


    The thought made him chuckle.


    A bird tamer? Seriously?


    Still, he couldn''t help but marvel at the sight in front of him. The wind rushed past his face as the vast landscape stretched endlessly below. Flying on the back of a monster bird, soaring freely through the skies¡­


    Not bad. Not bad at all.


    The bird soared through the skies, picking up speed with each powerful beat of its wings. Several times, they flew past other monster birds circling nearby.


    Those creatures turned their glowing eyes toward Atlas, as if silently saying, "Is that food?"


    Atlas kept his focus, guiding the creature with subtle tugs on its neck. Each time he adjusted his grip or leaned slightly, the bird responded, veering left or right in smooth arcs.


    It was only then that the realization hit him.


    I''m¡­ riding a bird. A monster bird.


    He glanced around at the breathtaking view of the floating islands beneath him, the endless sky stretching in all directions. For a brief moment, a smirk formed on his lips.


    But then a thought crossed his mind.


    Wait¡­ where the fuck is Kurogasa?


    Before he could dwell on it, another bird appeared from his left, flying smoothly alongside him.


    Damn. DAMN IT!


    Sitting calmly atop the bird was none other than Kurogasa.


    The ninja rat balanced effortlessly, perched on the bird''s back with his legs crossed. His left hand held a chain wrapped around the bird''s neck, while his right hand casually waved toward Atlas before he bowed slightly in respect.


    Atlas couldn''t help but grin at the absurd difference between their positions.


    While Kurogasa sat gracefully, Atlas clung to his bird with both arms and legs wrapped tightly around it, holding on for dear life as if he might be flung off at any second.


    Kurogasa pointed toward the spot where they had begun their training.


    Atlas nodded, shifting his weight to turn the bird''s head.


    To his surprise, the creature obeyed without resistance, banking gently toward the direction Kurogasa indicated.


    "Heh¡­ maybe I really am a bird tamer now," Atlas muttered to himself.


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    Can I bring this bird home?


    The thought lingered in his mind as the bird swooped lower toward the mountain''s peak. He reached into his inventory and pulled out a monocular¡ªa collapsible scouting tool he often used to scan large areas from a distance.


    Holding it to his eye, he began surveying the island below.


    Off to one side, he spotted small dots moving in formation. As he focused the lens, he realized it was a group of troops, training in martial arts. There were dozens of them.


    "That must be one of the Lord''s troops Kurogasa mentioned earlier," he muttered.


    Shifting his view, he noticed several figures on small advanced boats, fishing in the middle of the lake. The sight made him pause for a moment.


    "I really need to buy a boat for our own use."


    The bird flew gracefully toward the mountain''s peak, where Atlas had begun his training. The fierce wind was still present, but strangely, it didn''t feel as punishing as before.


    As the bird neared the ground, Atlas prepared to jump off.


    He slid from the creature''s back¡ªbut the wind caught him mid-air, throwing him sideways.


    Reacting quickly, Atlas spun his spear into position and stabbed it into the rocky ground, halting his fall and steadying himself.


    Meanwhile, Kurogasa dismounted with ease. He threw his chain blade, which embedded itself in the ground, allowing him to descend smoothly without issue.


    The two birds let out deafening screeches as they flapped their wings, rising back into the sky.


    Atlas cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted after them, though his voice was quickly swallowed by the wind.


    "Hey bird! Come back later!"


    Of course, there was no sign the birds heard him.


    Atlas smirked as he straightened up, wiping dust off his clothes.


    Suddenly, Kurogasa took a step forward, turning his back to Atlas as if shielding him.


    "We have company, My Lord," Kurogasa said calmly.


    Atlas followed Kurogasa''s gaze.


    From the rocky path ahead, three figures emerged, their heavy armor gleaming under the harsh sunlight. Their weapons clanking softly against their plated armor.


    Atlas narrowed his eyes. Even from this distance, he could sense the weight of their presence. These weren''t ordinary combatants.


    "They''re Rank-2 Lords," Kurogasa said.

 Chapter 119 - Strangers Bearing Invitations

    Three figures approached Atlas and Kurogasa. The one walking in front stood out the most¡ªa man clad in heavy armor with a deep blue base and silver accents.The man''s long blonde hair flowed in the wind as he walked, giving him an imposing, almost noble appearance.


    As they approached, Kurogasa shifted back a step, settling into a position just behind Atlas. His movement signaled that he saw no reason to raise his guard. Whoever these strangers were, they didn''t seem like enemies.


    The trio halted a few paces away. The man in front offered a formal gesture ¡ª one hand pressed firmly to his chest.


    "Hi, my name is Kaelzar, Rank-2 Scout. It''s a pleasure to meet you, Atlas of Gacha Haven."


    Atlas raised an eyebrow, intrigued that they knew who he was.


    "Nice to meet you too, Kaelzar. I didn''t realize a Rank-2 Lord would know my name."


    Kaelzar gave a faint smile. "Well, your name has reached more ears than you might think."


    Then, he gestured toward the path behind him. "We have something we''d like to discuss with you. How about joining us at our camp? Or, if you prefer, we can come to yours."


    Atlas kept his expression neutral, though his mind quickly processed the situation. According to Edrik, encounters like this often involved alliance negotiations.


    The fact that they knew his name and sought him out meant one thing¡ªthey''d been watching him for some time.


    Atlas decided to meet them at their camp, taking the opportunity to observe what resources and troops they had brought to the island.


    With that settled, he began descending the mountain. The return trip was much faster¡ªthis time, they could leap down rocky ledges and sprint through the downward slopes with ease.


    Atlas sent word to both Edrik and Morganna, inviting them to join him. Though it was a precaution, their presence gave him more assurance.


    As they made their way toward the camp, Atlas quickly noted the signs that these Rank-2 Lords had only recently arrived.


    There were just two large tents set up, along with a handful of troops stationed outside. Several advanced campervans were parked nearby, indicating a higher level of preparation compared to most lower-ranked Lords.


    The troops outside, standing guard, wore full, well-crafted armor. Atlas couldn''t help but wonder.


    Is this the difference between Rank-1 and Rank-2 Lords?


    These troops looked fully equipped and ready for battle, unlike many Rank-1 forces that still relied on basic gear and hastily gathered supplies.


    Once they reached the camp, Atlas and his group were invited inside one of the larger tents. He nodded toward Edrik, who followed him in, while the rest of his team remained outside.


    Inside the tent, Kaelzar and another armored figure joined them. The interior was well-organized, with a sturdy table and comfortable chairs.


    They sat down, the atmosphere calm but formal. Moments later, several women in troop uniforms entered the tent, carrying trays of food and drink.


    As Kaelzar poured himself a drink, he gestured politely toward Atlas.


    "Please, help yourself."


    After a few moments of silence, the man finally spoke.


    "Every new Lord that steps onto the scene tends to draw some attention. But not all of them ¡ª only the ones who truly stand out.


    "Well, you''ve likely heard about some of the Lord alliances that exist across the continent. In this particular region, there are three major alliances that control a significant number of Lords. Their influence spans across ranks¡ªfrom Rank-1 newcomers to some of the highest-ranking Lords."


    He stopped again, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a name card, placing it gently on the table between them.


    Atlas leaned forward slightly, his eyes narrowing as he examined the emblem embossed on the card. It was familiar¡ªtoo familiar.


    That emblem¡­


    It took him a moment to recall where he''d seen it before, but when the memory hit, it was vivid.


    Veylamar.


    It was the same emblem used by the Lords who had defended Veylamar City months ago, when Atlas visited the trade hub. He clearly remembered how those Lords had fought off the massive monster attack that threatened the city.


    And the one who stood out the most back then?


    Kareem.


    A Lord who had earned respect from everyone in the city. He had the ability to transform into a spectral lion with majestic wings, capable of taking flight and unleashing cannon-like blasts of energy at his enemies.


    The man continued. "The most important thing for any Lord, from the early phase all the way to the higher ranks, is resources. More islands, reinforcements, supplies¡ªeverything needed to build and maintain power. No Lord can survive these battles alone. To ascend to higher ranks, a Lord must have an alliance they can rely on¡ªone that will help them grow stronger and achieve greater influence."


    Kaelzar nodded slightly before continuing in the same composed tone.


    "And I believe this is a perfect moment for you to consider that, especially with the upcoming Dominion Skirmish. Securing a new island will be crucial for your long-term foundation¡ªto build a stronger army and expand your territory. With the support of an alliance, achieving that will be far easier."


    Atlas leaned back in his chair, processing the offer.


    It''s a tempting proposal.


    Securing an alliance would indeed make things smoother. The idea of having reliable allies during the chaotic skirmishes was appealing. But he knew there was always a price to pay for such deals.


    "What''s the usual commitment every Lord in the alliance is expected to make?"


    Kaelzar''s lips curved into a faint smile. "We''re united by a shared vision," he said. "A common goal that binds all members of the alliance¡ªto grow stronger and maintain power. Everything we do is in pursuit of that strength."


    Atlas narrowed his eyes slightly, noting how carefully Kaelzar chose his words. There was no mention of specific obligations, which meant there were likely hidden expectations.


    After spending some time in conversation, Atlas had gathered enough information to get a clearer picture of Kaelzar''s intentions. With that, he and Edrik politely asked to take their leave, parting on good terms.


    Before departing, Atlas exchanged contact details with Kaelzar, securing a way to reach out if needed. Since Atlas planned to remain on the island for several more days, Kaelzar assured him that they would be around if further discussions were necessary.


    One of the more intriguing offers on the table was the proposal to help Atlas secure an island. But the details? Frustratingly vague. There was no clear explanation of just how far this supposed alliance was willing to go.


    Would they really let a newcomer like him outright claim a Dynamic Environment island? It seemed unlikely.


    The offer was tempting, sure. But Atlas knew better. Nothing came without a price.


    Besides, his mind was already set on a Rank-2 island. He had submitted his chosen options to the system days ago. Now, all that mattered was preparing for the upcoming Dominion Skirmish. That would be the real test ¡ª and the true battle for the islands he wanted.


    As Atlas and the others made their way back using the Floating Throne, they discussed the matter further.


    "What''s your take on the alliance offer, Edrik?"


    Edrik gave a slight bow before responding.


    "Joining an alliance surely offers significant benefits, Atlas. You could secure your progress more easily with their support. However," Edrik paused briefly, "you must also remember¡ªwithout sounding arrogant¡ªthat you have far more potential than most Lords. You possess a unique system that allows you to summon priceless items and powerful subordinates. And more importantly, you already have a strong core of elite subordinates with extraordinary potential."


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    Atlas nodded slowly, taking in Edrik''s words. "So you think we should avoid joining?"


    Edrik bowed again. "I leave that decision to you, My Lord."


    "I want your honest opinion."


    At that, Edrik straightened. "As the first subordinate you summoned, I say this with pride¡ªyou''re better suited to building your own alliance, with everything centered around you." S~ea??h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "I like your vision, Edrik."


    Atlas knew that his progress had been impressive, accomplished in a relatively short span of time. But he also knew how easy it was to fall into the trap of success. Rapid growth had a way of dulling caution, making people forget the struggles that got them there.


    But not him. Never him.


    "Let''s hold off on their offer for now," he said. "But for the time being¡­ I''m with you on this."

 Chapter 120 - Dance with the Wind

    An alliance? Does Atlas really need an alliance? Or does he truly believe he can take on all these challenges by himself?That thought kept circling in his mind, appearing over and over again, sometimes slipping into his discussions with Edrik. Even on the second day of his training, when he had started running more freely¡ªup there on the mountain peak, where the wind was wild and merciless.


    Atlas relied on his spear to endure the harsh environment. He wielded it with precision, channeling the elemental particles in the air and merging them with his body to create a protective barrier against the relentless wind.


    It wasn''t flawless¡ªfar from it¡ªbut it gave him the edge he needed to push forward with greater speed and freedom.


    Still, it didn''t mean he was completely unaffected. Every now and then, a powerful gust would nearly lift his body off the ground. But each time, he would adjust his stance, plant his feet firmly, and regain control of his balance. He pressed on. He focused harder.


    This was no easy task.


    His mind drifted back to that unforgettable battle¡ªKareem, the Rank-4 Lord, defending the Veylamar city. The man had flown through the air with ease, wielding a greatsword so powerful that a single swing could take out dozens of monsters at once.


    How the fuck does someone progress that fast, even at Rank 4?


    Was it even normal for someone at that rank to be that strong?


    And if someone at Rank 4 was capable of such feats, what about the Lords ranked above them?


    Atlas clenched his fists. Even Edrik, had once been a Rank-5 Lord. That was before he lost his status and was summoned to serve under Atlas.


    Knowing this alone was a sharp reminder that he still had a long way to go. There were countless tasks ahead, countless challenges to overcome. And this only solidified one thing in his mind¡ªhe had to become stronger.


    So, did he really need allies? Or was this a journey he had to take alone?


    Edrik repeatedly reminded him that forming an alliance with those whose levels or ranks weren''t too high might be the better choice. While that came with its own downsides¡ªprimarily because they wouldn''t be strong enough to face higher-level challenges¡ªthere was a distinct advantage to it. Atlas would have more influence over the group, as their ranks wouldn''t be too far apart.


    The tricky part was finding an alliance that struck the right balance¡ªone that would provide him with both the freedom to make his own decisions and the necessary support to face the challenges ahead.


    And that, of course, was no easy task. Finding the right alliance was a challenge all on its own.


    Two days in, and they had already made significant progress. Satisfying, to say the least. Mostly because the combatants, as a whole, had started to settle into their own rhythm¡ªand each team had secured their own separate hunting grounds.


    Their focus was crystal clear: reaching Level 50 as fast as possible. And at this point, they only needed one final push to get there.


    But that didn''t mean the target was easy to hit. The task demanded relentless effort. They spent nearly every waking moment hunting, from the crack of dawn until the dark of night. The grind was constant, exhausting¡ªbut necessary.


    By the time night fell, they would return to their camp, weary but satisfied. It was a routine they all came to treasure¡ªresting their bodies, laughing together, and savoring a dinner they all looked forward to.


    Grilled fish.


    Atlas sat with some of his elite subordinates, enjoying the meal. The rich, smoky scent of the grilled fish filled the air, and the sound of chatter and laughter warmed the cold night. It was a rare moment of peace in the midst of their relentless hunt.


    And then there was Morganna. Sitting with them. Right beside him. sea??h th§× N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    It was unusual. The infamous Morganna, the Vampire Queen, had always kept herself apart from the others. But tonight, she was here. Among them.


    Had she finally softened? Had she started to accept the idea of sitting with mortals?


    Atlas chuckled at the thought, amused by his own musings.


    Baldric was always the loudest of them all¡ªthe first to shout, the first to dance, and the one who sang at the top of his lungs. The dwarf''s fiery spirit burned as fiercely as the flames in his hair, never dimming for even a second.


    Meanwhile, Mira had joined in as well, letting herself enjoy the dance. Her light footsteps matched the rhythm of the music, and her laughter blended with the lively sounds of the camp.


    Around Atlas, there were always familiar faces. Edrik, his most trusted advisor, never strayed far from his side. And then there was Kurogasa, whose silent presence ensured Atlas was never truly alone.


    Lyrassa? She, of course, had her own routine. She made sure to heal everyone first, tending to their injuries. Only after that did she join the others around the fire. The girl had a quiet presence¡ªalways sitting close by, softly laughing at the jokes others made.


    It was as if her role wasn''t just to heal their bodies but to make sure no one ever felt ignored. If someone made a joke, Lyrassa would be the one to respond with a smile or small laugh no matter how bad it was.


    Milo kept to his supervised team, blending seamlessly with Zara and her Aether unit.


    And Karian? Well, Karian could always be found near the food. He made sure to take his share¡ªand then some. Honestly, it was no surprise he consumed nearly a third of the total food portions every night. But no one complained. Why? Because Karian always made up for it by bringing in a fresh haul of fish from the lake. The man was a beast when it came to fishing and hunting, and thanks to him, they never ran short of food.


    At night, Karian preferred to sleep outside¡ªaway from the main camp, by the firepit. The reason? His snoring. It wasn''t just loud. It was monstrous. A deep, guttural sound that could have been mistaken for the roar of a wild beast. And even though he slept far from the others, his snoring still managed to reach the camp, disturbing more than a few restless souls.


    Atlas couldn''t help but smile at the thought.


    Everyone had their quirks, their own little oddities. But it was precisely those quirks that made this group feel like home. This chaotic, imperfect gathering of people was something far better than anything he had ever expected¡ªor even hoped¡ªfor.


    Their routine continued the next day and the days that followed. The goal was clear: ten days on this island to achieve the most optimal results possible.


    No wasted time. No distractions.


    By the fourth day, Atlas had reached a point where he could truly call what he was doing running. It wasn''t that the wind no longer affected him. No, the wind still hit him hard, tearing at his body like a relentless force of nature.


    The difference was in how he responded to it. Rather than fighting against the gusts, he embraced them. He let the wind push him, guide his movements, and he adjusted his position accordingly.


    It reminded him of his previous training with ocean waves. Back then, he had learned to move with the force of the water, not against it. And now, with the wind, it was the same principle.


    Atlas ran faster with each step. He began to leap over rocks and obstacles with confidence. His awareness of the wind''s flow sharpened, and he started using it to his advantage, adjusting his strides to make his movements more efficient.


    But it wasn''t until the fifth day of his training that something new entered his routine.


    A shift.


    Dark clouds gathered above without warning, turning the bright midday sky into an ominous dusk. The air grew heavier, the scent of rain thick in his nostrils.


    Then came the deep rumble of thunder¡ªa deafening roar that seemed to shake the very ground beneath him. It was as though the sky itself was growling, ready to unleash its fury.


    A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he felt the temperature around him plummet.


    Finally!


    This was what he had been waiting for¡ªrain, a storm, and lightning. His training wasn''t just about mastering the wind. It was about mastering both wind and lightning. He needed the storm to push himself further and complete the quest.


    The wind picked up, howling louder, harsher. It didn''t deter him. If anything, it fueled him. He surged forward, running faster as the storm around him intensified.


    Then, the first bolt of lightning tore through the sky.


    It struck in the distance, a brilliant explosion of light and sound, shaking the earth with its raw power. Atlas could feel the vibration in the air. It wasn''t just thunder anymore¡ªit was chaos, destruction, power. Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire


    But, he kept running.


    The thunder roared again. Another bolt of lightning followed, slicing through the clouds. The storm was coming alive around him, and he was right in the middle of it.


    Let''s go! His mind surged with adrenaline, his grin widening as the storm welcomed him into its heart.


    But then¡ªhis thoughts took an unexpected turn.


    Wait. His pace slowed just a little.


    Am I¡­ going to die if I get struck by lightning?

 Chapter 121 - The Eye of the Storm

    An endless struggle to grow stronger¡ªthat was what this journey had become.Atlas pushed forward, each step feeling heavier as he fought against the raging storm. The wind howled like a beast, savage and unforgiving, tearing at his body with fury. But it wasn''t just the wind anymore. The storm had fully come alive¡ªa torrent of rain mixed with blinding flashes of lightning, each strike crashing into the ground with devastating power.


    "Hell, please." He gritted his teeth, trying to push through the chaos.


    "I have a high affinity with Water. And I''m used to Lightning. This should be easy for me!"


    But fate didn''t seem to care.


    A blinding bolt of lightning struck the ground beside him. The sheer force of it sent him flying through the air, slamming his body into a cluster of jagged rocks. His back hit the stone hard, but he grit his teeth through the pain, forcing himself back to his feet.


    Atlas steadied himself, his hands gripping the earth beneath him as he found his footing again. His gaze locked on the storm raging around him¡ªthis was his chance. The perfect opportunity to push himself beyond his limits, to accelerate his progress and complete the quest.


    No backing down. No second-guessing!


    He''d faced worse.


    He''d endured relentless waves, storms of energy, brutal combat training.


    This wasn''t new to him!


    Atlas spun his spear. The crackling energy in the air began to respond, elemental particles weaving into his body, wrapping him in a thin current of golden lightning.


    "Run," he told himself, gripping his spear tighter. "Just run!"


    He pushed forward, his pace quickening despite the storm''s brutal force and the occasional need to steady himself when a lightning strike crashed dangerously close.


    But then¡ªa familiar presence emerged at his side.


    It was Kurogasa.


    "I will accompany you, My Lord," he said with a respectful bow.


    Atlas grinned. "Let''s go!"


    The two of them ran side by side, charging through the heart of the storm. Even so, Atlas couldn''t help but notice that Kurogasa was holding back, carefully matching his pace.


    This was no ordinary run, yet it wasn''t as brutal as his volcanic terrain training. Back then, he''d stumbled blindly through molten rocks, stripped of all his senses, relying on pure instinct to survive. Here, it was different. Here, he could use his awareness¡ªhis focus¡ªto navigate the chaos.


    The challenge wasn''t blindness.


    It was the storm itself.


    The relentless rain that battered his body, the violent wind that howled from every direction, and the crashing lightning that struck without warning. It wasn''t just physical endurance¡ªit demanded balance, sharp instincts, and adaptability.


    And Atlas?


    He was thriving.


    With each step, he could feel it¡ªthe growth. His senses sharpened, his instincts heightened. The storm wasn''t a barrier to overcome. It was a gift.


    It forced him to stay grounded while chaos raged all around him. It pushed him to adapt, to read the wind''s movement, to predict its sudden shifts, and to adjust his path accordingly. Every strike of lightning, every gust of wind¡ªeach was another test, another push toward mastery.


    Atlas wasn''t just surviving the storm.


    He was mastering it.


    Who knows what kind of terrain he would face in the future? What kind of enemies would stand in his way?


    This was the perfect chance to prepare. To test himself in the harshest conditions. To become the kind of warrior who could survive anything.


    Atlas wasn''t just running to finish the training.


    He was chasing perfection.


    He intended to seize every challenge ahead¡ªand master it!


    As the days passed, Atlas grew more confident with each step. His strides became steadier, his movements more fluid. He wasn''t just running through the storm anymore¡ªhe was becoming one with it. He had learned to move with the wind, to anticipate the sudden gusts, to dodge the relentless strikes of lightning that crashed into the ground around him.


    And then there was the bird.


    The same monster bird that had attacked him before. It swooped down from the swirling skies, its enormous wings slicing through the storm as it circled above him.


    Atlas glanced up and grinned. Here we go again.


    The bird dived sharply toward him, talons stretched, but he dodged with ease, skidding to the side as lightning illuminated the sky.


    The interaction, strangely enough, felt¡­ fun.


    Was the bird toying with him? Testing him? Or perhaps, just maybe, it was playing with him.


    The bird twisted mid-air and launched another attack, this time from an unexpected angle. Atlas spun his spear and deflected the strike with a precise parry, sending the creature spiraling off course.


    It stumbled for a moment, battered by the raging winds, but quickly righted itself and soared back into the stormy skies.


    Tough bird.


    He smirked, wiping the rain from his face.


    This one doesn''t give up easily.


    Every day, the bird returned. And every day, it seemed to bring friends. Other monster birds joined in, swooping and diving as they took turns attacking him. Yet, the more they came, the more he grew to enjoy the challenge.


    It was like a game.


    And he loved it. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire


    He laughed out loud as he dodged another attack, his voice carried away by the wind. The storm, the birds, the lightning¡ªit all felt like a chaotic dance. A dance he was getting better at with each passing day.


    The monster bird screeched in frustration after missing another attack.


    Atlas twirled his spear, still grinning.


    "You''ll have to do better than that!" he shouted through the storm.


    Eventually, after one final clash, Atlas landed a solid blow on the bird''s side. The creature screeched, flapping its massive wings to gain altitude, retreating into the sky.


    "Come back tomorrow, yeah?"


    Until finally, on the tenth day, the notification he had been longing for appeared at last!


    [Congratulations, Atlas!]


    [You have successfully completed the second quest: "The Eye of the Storm."]


    [You navigated the fierce winds and lightning hazards of the storm-filled path, demonstrating your ability to adapt and endure through elemental challenges.]


    [You have further developed your synergy with lightning, enhancing your mobility and flow in battle. Your mastery over stormy conditions has improved stamina recovery and movement speed during prolonged engagements.]


    [You have received 50,000 EXP awarded.]


    [New Skill Unlocked: Epic - Lightning Step (Active Skill)]


    [Description: Dashes forward using lightning energy, leaving a crackling trail that damages and slows enemies.]


    [Effect:


    Deals 80% damage to enemies in the path.


    Slows enemies by 20% for 3 seconds]


    [New Skill Unlocked: Epic - Tidecaller''s Flow (Passive Skill)] S§×arch* The N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    [Description: Water and lightning abilities flow naturally, improving stamina recovery and movement speed when fighting in stormy or wet conditions.


    [Effect:


    Stamina Recovery: Increases stamina regeneration by 15% in stormy or water-filled environments.


    Movement Speed: Increases movement speed by 10% when using water or lightning abilities.]


    [You have received the next quest.]


    [Third Quest: "Stormbinding Challenge"]


    Atlas stood with labored breaths, his chest rising and falling heavily. The storm raged around him, but all he could focus on was the glowing notification before his eyes.


    Finally, he had earned the rewards for his grueling training.


    Two Epic-grade skills. At once.


    His lips curled into a grin as he lifted his gaze toward Kurogasa, who stood patiently nearby.


    Without wasting another second, Atlas spun his spear, the familiar weight comforting in his hands. Time to activate one of them.


    "Lightning Step," he commanded.


    Immediately, a surge of energy flooded his body. His heart pounded faster, his blood felt electrified, and his muscles practically hummed with power. In an instant, his entire body felt lighter¡ªfaster¡ªstronger.


    Atlas stomped his foot against the rocky ground, and his body became a blur of motion, wrapped in crackling lightning. He shot forward like a streak of golden light, covering several meters in the blink of an eye. The wind howled in his ears, unable to keep up with his speed.


    When he finally came to a stop, he glanced behind him, noticing the faint trail of crackling lightning left in his wake. It shimmered and sparked, fading slowly into the air.


    He chuckled softly, his excitement barely contained.


    The second skill was passive¡ªone that would activate on its own under the right conditions. He didn''t need to trigger it manually.


    "Congratulations, my Lord," Kurogasa said, stepping closer with a respectful bow.


    Atlas nodded, spinning his spear again, a spark of lightning crackling along its shaft.


    "Let''s head back to camp. Let''s see how far the others have come."


    Kurogasa bowed again.


    Atlas, unable to contain his excitement, activated Lightning Step once more. The sheer burst of speed filled him with exhilaration. He felt unstoppable.


    This wasn''t just a mobility skill. It was a weapon.


    With it, he could maneuver faster than most could react¡ªthe perfect tool for a close-range fighter like him. Positioning, closing gaps, dodging strikes¡ªhe could already imagine how it would change his combat style.


    His arsenal was more complete now.


    But he wasn''t done, yet.


    There was still one more quest waiting for him. One more challenge that would push him even further. And if he completed it? He was certain he''d unlock something even more extraordinary.


    But even beyond that¡­


    The Dominion Skirmish loomed ahead.

 Chapter 122 - Bird Taming 101: Just Yell at It

    Atlas returned to the campsite just as the sun dipped low on the horizon. The stillness in the air was broken by the relentless sound of water crashing against the rocky shore of the lake nearby.It didn''t take long for him to notice that not everyone had made it back yet. Most of the group were still out in the field, likely finishing their training sessions or completing the final stages of their hunts.


    For ten days, they had been fully focused on hunting, gathering as many resources as possible. Every bit of what they collected would be essential for crafting the weapons and armor their team would rely on in the coming battles. S§×arch* The novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Atlas joined Edrik at the lake side.


    "About ninety percent of the combatants have hit level fifty," Edrik reported. "The rest aren''t far behind. They''ll either catch up in the next few days or hit that milestone during the Dominion Skirmish. We can send the slower ones to hunt on safer islands with lower-risk targets."


    "That''s good to hear," Atlas replied with a nod. "And what about their class advancements?"


    "I''ve been keeping track," Edrik said. "Not everyone''s completed their class quests yet, but I''ve been guiding them through it step by step. They''re making progress. It''s only a matter of time before they''re all ready."


    Atlas went quiet for a moment.


    "If you''re comparing it to yours¡­" Edrik''s voice broke through his thoughts. "Relax. Their quests aren''t nearly as brutal as what you went through."


    "You''re sure?"


    "Positive," Edrik smiled. "Your class is of a higher grade. That''s why your quest was so punishing. Theirs? Much simpler by comparison."


    "Good," Atlas said with a faint smirk.


    While waiting for the others to return, Atlas spotted something circling high above their campsite. His gaze narrowed, focusing on the figure in the sky.


    It was the monster bird!


    He recognized it instantly. It was the same bird monster that always appeared whenever Atlas trained in this area.


    Without hesitation, he stepped away from the lakeside, searching for a patch of solid ground with rocky footing. Once he found it, he crouched low, muscles coiling in preparation. Then, with a powerful leap, he shot into the air.


    And¡­ surprisingly! This time, he soared higher and faster than ever before.


    As he reached the peak of his jump, Atlas activated his Mana Glider Cloak. The cloak unfurled behind him, catching the wind and holding him steady for a brief moment as he floated in midair.


    Just then, the monster bird dived toward him from one side.


    Atlas grinned.


    The bird slammed into him head-on, but he held himself, gripping the creature''s massive body with both arms. The impact sent him spinning uncontrollably through the air, tumbling in wild circles as he plummeted back toward the ground.


    Yet, despite the brutal hit, his expression remained calm. His relentless training had hardened him to experiences like this.


    Until¡ªbam!


    The monster bird looped back, ramming into him again from below. But this time, Atlas didn''t fall.


    Instead, he landed squarely on the creature''s back.


    With a fierce grip, he grabbed hold of the bird''s thick feathers and tightened his grasp. The beast thrashed beneath him, but Atlas clung on like his life depended on it.


    "Got you," he muttered.


    The bird soared through the sky, circling above as the sun dipped lower on the horizon.


    "Hey! Want to come with me?" Atlas shouted, his voice cutting through the wind.


    Could monsters understand human language?


    Some people had the Beast Taming class, which allowed them to communicate with monsters more easily, even tame them and turn the creatures into loyal companions who fought by their side.


    Atlas wondered if he could do the same ¡ª without needing the required class.


    He''d already made a contract with Zefyros, his Spirit Beast. But Zefyros wasn''t a monster like this bird. He was different.


    The distinction between Spirit Beasts and monsters was clear. Spirit Beasts were made of pure energy ¡ª even if their bodies were destroyed, they could reform over time. Monsters, on the other hand, were living creatures. They bled. They could be injured. They could die.


    "Hey, you, come with me!"


    The bird gave no verbal response, but when Atlas tapped its shoulder, it suddenly tilted its massive wings and dove toward the ground.


    The wind howled in his ears as they descended rapidly. When they were close enough to the earth, Atlas leapt from the bird''s back without hesitation.


    He hit the ground hard, his boots sinking into the dirt as the impact rippled through his legs.


    Standing tall, Atlas glanced back at the bird, who continued to circle above the camp.


    "Bird, come with me!" he yelled again.


    "I''m building a bigger island. You''ll love it."


    The bird gave a loud screech, but still didn''t leave.


    Kurogasa approached from the side and stood next to Atlas, his gaze following the same direction ¡ª up toward the monster bird that still circled above them.


    "Looks like it''s thinking about it," Kurogasa muttered.


    Atlas turned to him. "You can understand them, Kurogasa?"


    "Not exactly, My Lord," Kurogasa replied with a faint shrug. "But I can tell¡­ the bird is considering it."


    "Can they understand me?"


    "Not in the way you mean," Kurogasa explained. "They don''t understand human language. But they can understand your intentions."


    Atlas nodded slowly, processing the information. His gaze remained locked on the bird. "I want to bring it to my island." Continue your adventure with My Virtual Library Empire


    For a moment, both men stood in silence, watching the creature glide effortlessly through the sky. The light was fading fast now, but the bird didn''t come down. It continued to circle, keeping its distance.


    "We can return to this place another time," Kurogasa suggested. "The bird won''t disappear."


    Atlas remained quiet for a moment.


    Then he spoke softly. "What if someone kills the bird while we''re away?"


    Kurogasa didn''t answer immediately.


    Monsters like this didn''t linger long in one place. And in a world filled with hunters, nothing was guaranteed to be there tomorrow.


    Especially if Karian spotted a bird monster like this. He''d probably decapitate it with his greatsword without a second thought ¡ª and then roast the bird for his dinner alone.


    Time passed, and the troops began returning to the camp. They staggered in from all directions, collapsing wherever they could find a spot, their bodies battered and worn from battle.


    The hunting had taken a toll on everyone. It wasn''t just a matter of stamina; it had drained their energy and focus. Still, they had done well. Now, at least, they''d have some time to rest before the Dominion Skirmish began.


    Kurogasa leaned in slightly to Atlas and murmured, "My Lord, we have a visitor."


    Atlas shifted his attention to where Kurogasa gestured.


    Walking toward their camp, he saw familiar figures ¡ª the man who had previously offered him a place in their alliance. Two companions flanked him as they crossed the rough terrain.


    Even after all these days, they hadn''t left the island. It seemed their offer to Atlas wasn''t something they planned to give up on so easily.


    The question now was, had they come with a better offer? Or was this their final attempt to sway him before he cut ties with them for good?


    Atlas exchanged a quick glance with Edrik and Kurogasa before stepping forward to meet the visitors.


    The three men approaching weren''t ordinary combatants. They carried themselves with the unmistakable authority of Rank-2 Lords.


    "Let''s see what they want this time," he murmured as he approached.

 Chapter 123 - Shattered Ember Awaits

    "We''ve been observing how you train," the man in heavy armor said as they sat on the camp chairs in an open area near the lake''s edge.


    "And I must say, you have an extraordinary fighting spirit!" the man, who introduced himself as Kaelzar, continued with a firm voice. "I''m certain that someone like you would earn a special place in our alliance¡ªif you keep showing this level of determination."


    Atlas responded with a faint smile and a respectful bow of his head. "I truly appreciate the compliment. I''m honored."


    The discussion carried on, taking a more serious turn as Kaelzar started to outline his offer in greater detail.


    "I don''t know if you''ve decided on your target islands yet. But there''s one island that will be highly contested in the next Dominion Skirmish. It''s a unique island¡ªits environment can shift dramatically, and it''s filled with rare resources and monsters that drop valuable materials."


    Atlas remained silent, his expression carefully neutral.


    Kaelzar continued. "If you agree to join us, even securing an island like that would become a much easier task for you."


    Atlas kept his gaze steady, showing no reaction, though his mind raced through the implications.


    This offer wasn''t as simple as it seemed. Kaelzar and his people had clearly studied Atlas¡ªperhaps more thoroughly than he had anticipated.


    It was likely they had also predicted that he would target this particular island in his plans. After all, given his recent string of victories, it would be easy to assume that a rookie lord, riding on confidence, would aim for a high-risk island to prove his worth.


    If Atlas accepted their offer, it would appear as though they were graciously handing over the Dynamic Environment island. But if he refused? The message beneath their words was painfully clear: they would cross paths on the battlefield.


    Even though Atlas had never seriously considered joining them from the beginning, the man''s parting words carried an unmistakable weight. It wasn''t just a negotiation. It was both a challenge and a threat, delivered directly to him.


    Atlas remained calm, his composure unshaken. His gaze locked on the man before him.


    Would they meet on the battlefield?


    Would this threat make him back down and abandon his plans to fight for a rank-2 island?


    If a threat like this was enough to make him hesitate, how could he ever hope to push himself to grow stronger in the future?


    After a brief pause, Atlas bowed his head slightly before responding. "That is an extraordinary offer. I''m truly honored by it all, but with the utmost respect, I must say that I''m not ready to commit to any alliance at this time. Therefore, I''ll have to pass on this remarkable opportunity¡ªfor now."


    Kaelzar''s lips curved into a faint smile before he rose from his seat. Atlas followed suit, standing to meet him.


    The man extended his hand for a handshake, and Atlas accepted it without hesitation.


    "Good luck," Kaelzar said before turning away, his two companions following as they walked away.


    Atlas stood still, watching them go.


    Moments later, he turned and walked back toward the camp.


    Without wasting time, everyone began dismantling the camp, gathering their gear and supplies after ten grueling days of training on the island.


    Once everything was packed, the teleportation pad was activated, and a large magic circle formed in the clearing. One by one, they stepped into the glowing runes and vanished from Celesthollow.


    From a distance, Kaelzar and his companions watched silently as Atlas and his team disappeared.


    "Why didn''t we just crush him right here?" one of the men growled. "That asshole rejected such an incredible offer. Do you think he''s already found a better deal?"


    "No," Kaelzar responded calmly. "I think he''s just drunk on his recent victories. He probably believes he can handle this battle alone."


    "Typical rookie mistake!" the man scoffed. "They never truly understand what these wars are about. They think luck will always be on their side!"


    Kaelzar''s lips curled into a faint smile. "Let''s see if we meet him in the next Dominion Skirmish. We''ll see how much he regrets turning down the offer we gave him."


    Silence fell between them as the sun dipped lower, and night began to settle over Celesthollow.


    Kaelzar tilted his head, his gaze following a flock of flying monsters passing overhead. His eyes narrowed at one in particular¡ªa large, bird-like creature.


    "That bird," he said quietly. "Kill it."


    **


    The remaining days leading up to the Dominion Skirmish battle phase were fully dedicated by Atlas and everyone in Gacha Haven to recovering their strength and ensuring their bodies were back in peak condition.


    They double-checked every piece of gear and meticulously prepared for what lay ahead. Every strategy, formation, and technical aspect of the upcoming battlefield was drilled into each combatant. Everyone knew their role, their position, and the stakes.


    During this final preparation period, Atlas also secured an additional 20 combatants from the Summoning Altar. With that, his forces now stood at 100 combatants, split into five squads, along with 20 workers to support their operations.


    On the very day the Dominion Skirmish was set to begin, Atlas, his elite subordinates, and every combatant and worker gathered, fully dressed in their designated battle outfits.


    Their uniforms were designed specifically for this moment¡ªa striking combination of dark tones accented with gold patterns, each outfit proudly displaying the Gacha Haven emblem.


    They stood in perfectly organized ranks, weapons ready at their sides.


    Everyone was at their absolute best. Every wound had healed, every mind was sharp, and every soul was determined to give their all.


    The rigorous training over the past few weeks had paid off spectacularly. Many of them had already reached level 50 and achieved their class advancements, marking a major milestone in their growth.


    Now, they weren''t just a collection of warriors.


    They were a force¡ªready to make their mark on the battlefield.


    Edrik gave a respectful bow toward Atlas before stepping forward to face the gathered troops.


    "This battle is crucial," he began. "The outcome will shape the rapid growth of our island in the days ahead. We can''t afford to treat this lightly."


    He straightened his posture and continued.


    "We have three target islands in this Dominion Skirmish," Edrik continued, his tone steady but firm. "The first, a low to moderate risk island, is Emerald Glade¡ªa land covered in dense forests rich with resources and hidden dangers. Lyrassa and Mira will take the lead, supported by Team Blaze and Team Dusk."


    He paused briefly, letting the troops absorb the information.


    "The next island," Edrik went on, "is Azure Dunes, a moderate to high-risk target. It''s a harsh desert landscape, with shifting sands and a massive lake at its center. This mission will be led by Milo and Karian, commanding Team Aether and Team Eclipse."


    The troops nodded in unison, understanding the gravity of the missions assigned to each team.


    "And finally, the third and most high-risk island¡ªShattered Ember Isle. A rank-2 island with volatile terrain and deadly enemies." He took a step forward. "The assault on this island will be led by an elite team: myself, Morganna, Master Kurogasa, Baldric, and, of course, Lord Atlas. We''ll be supported by Team Cinder."


    Edrik continued, his voice calm but firm.


    "For the first week, our priority will be to secure key areas and resources on each island," Edrik stated. "We will play it safe to assess the terrain, scout threats, and hunt for critical resources and materials we need."


    "After that, we will reassess and adjust our strategy based on the situation," he continued. "But make no mistake¡­"


    He paused for a moment.


    "Once we''ve gathered what we need, we will shift our focus to fortifying and dominating the island that we choose to claim. And that''s when the real battle begins." Experience new stories on My Virtual Library Empire


    He glanced back at Atlas briefly, then turned his attention to the troops once more.


    "This isn''t just about survival. It''s about domination. We''re not here to test the waters. We''re here to claim what''s rightfully ours."


    Everyone''s gaze grew sharper after Edrik''s briefing.


    Then, Atlas stepped forward. S~ea??h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He summoned his Legendary-grade Wavebreaker Spear. The moment it materialized, his entire body became cloaked in a radiant aura of deep blue energy mixed with crackling gold lightning.


    A swirling current of water formed in the air, spiraling upward before bursting outward. In the midst of it, Zefyros appeared, his form manifesting with his signature roar.


    CRAAAKKK!


    Atlas gripped the spear tightly.


    "We leave together, and we return together," Atlas declared. "Never abandon your comrades. Never leave behind your brothers, your sisters, your team. We only win by standing united¡ªby combining the strength and will of everyone here."


    "FIRE!"

 Chapter 124 - Volcanic Ice

    Since there were three target islands to scout during the first week of the battle phase, Atlas decided to delegate the Mission Commander role for the other two islands to Lyrassa and Karian. He himself would take the Mission Commander role for the third island, which was the rank-2 island¡ªthe most dangerous of the three.


    The Mission Commander is a critical position, granting the assigned leader access to special features and skills. These include summoning reinforcements, retreating troops when necessary, and utilizing strategic abilities unique to each Lord.


    It wasn''t a role to be taken lightly. The Mission Commander''s decisions could mean the difference between victory and disaster.


    [The Dominion Skirmish Battle Phase Has Begun]


    [Objective: Secure and Dominate Target Islands]


    [Duration: 60 Days]


    In the end, each Lord would only be able to claim one island from the three they conquered by the end of the phase. The remaining islands would be awarded to those in second or third positions.


    Because of this, the distribution of resources and forces would play a crucial role. How each team divided their strength and executed their strategies would determine whether they could secure the best island possible by the end of the battle phase.


    Atlas stood at the head of the gathered forces, watching as each commander and crew took their positions in perfectly formed lines.


    For the initial summoning, each rank-1 Lord could summon up to 50 personnel, with a cap of 100 personnel on the island. Rank-2 Lords, meanwhile, could summon up to 75 personnel, with a cap of 150.


    This meant they couldn''t deploy their entire forces at once¡ªthey would need to summon more troops gradually as the battle progressed.


    At the front of her squad, Lyrassa stood with Mira at her side.


    Lyrassa took a step forward and bowed respectfully toward Atlas.


    "My Lord," she said. "I will depart now and carry out our mission as planned."


    Atlas gave her a slow, approving nod.


    As soon as Lyrassa straightened, the gathered troops shouted in unison:


    "FIRE!"


    The sound echoed across the camp.


    The magic circles beneath Lyrassa''s team ignited. In a flash, Lyrassa, Mira, Team Blaze and Team Dusk disappeared.


    Their mission had begun.


    Next, it was Karian and Milo''s turn to depart.


    Karian stepped forward with a bright, enthusiastic grin.


    "My Lord, we''re heading out!" he announced boldly. "We will slaughter our enemies, just as we planned."


    Beside him, Milo gave a firm nod.


    Atlas watched them for a moment before offering a simple, steady response. "Good luck¡ªand take care of each other."


    Without missing a beat, the gathered troops shouted once more, "FIRE!"


    In an instant, magic circles ignited beneath Karian, Milo, Team Aether, and Team Eclipse. The symbols spun faster and faster until, with a blinding flash of light, they vanished into thin air.


    The second mission was now underway.


    Now, it was Atlas''s turn to head toward the final island¡ªthe rank-2 island, Shattered Ember Isles. Read exclusive content at My Virtual Library Empire


    But before starting it, he took a moment to double-check his status.


    [Name: Atlas Blackthorn]


    [Level: 51]


    [Strength: 239 | Agility: 135 | Intelligence: 92 | Constitution: 136 | Stamina: 152]


    [Available Stat Points: 10]


    [Job: The Lord]


    [Class: Tempest Warden]


    [Ironclad Will (S) - Tactical Awareness (A) - Instinctual Command (A) - Elemental Spear Mastery (S) - Elemental Dominion (S) - Commanding Presence (S) - Bloodbound Vigor (S)]


    Opening his personal interface, he quickly scanned through his stats. He had 10 unassigned stat points. Without hesitation, he allocated all of them to Intelligence¡ªhis lowest stat.


    He also took one final moment to review the list of skills he possessed and their current levels. He needed to ensure he was fully prepared for what lay ahead.


    [Elite - Flurry of Spears (Active) Lv. 4]


    Flurry of Spears, a skill he had obtained from the Skill Scroll, had now reached level 4. It was an excellent single-target offensive ability.


    [Epic - Bloodlink Command (Active) Lv. 2]


    [Elite - Duskbound Presence (Conditional Passive) Lv. 3]


    [Epic - Bloodrush (Active) Lv. 2]


    Bloodlink Command was one of the three skills he had gained from his bond with Morganna. It provided a team-wide buff that granted minor regeneration and lifesteal, useful for prolonged battles.


    Duskbound Presence, weakened the attack power of enemies in range while boosting the critical rate of himself.


    Bloodrush was a direct buff to speed and agility, giving him a burst of speed when needed.


    [Epic - Inferno Fortitude (Passive) Lv. 3]


    Inferno Fortitude, a passive skill he had acquired through his intense training in volcanic environments, boosted both his endurance and speed when fighting in such conditions.


    [Epic - Instinctive Elemental Sense (Passive)]


    Instinctive Elemental Sense was a passive skill that sharpened his awareness of elemental shifts in the environment¡ªa result of his training without relying on any of his senses.


    [Epic - Elemental Convergence (Active, Versatile)]


    [Epic - Lifebound Shield (Passive, Defensive)]


    [Epic - Elemental Markings (Verdant Shadow)]


    From his bond with Lyrassa, he had gained three more skills.


    Elemental Convergence allowed him to temporarily fuse two elements to create powerful, versatile attacks.


    Lifebound Shield, a passive defensive skill, formed a protective elemental shield around his body, absorbing damage.


    Finally, Elemental Markings was a unique mark on his back that boosted his elemental damage output and enhanced his combat performance in shadowy areas.


    Next were the three skills he had gained after his intense training with the spear, fighting without senses and learning to rely solely on elemental particles in the environment.


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    [Epic - Elemental Spear Resonance (Passive Skill) Lv. 2]


    [Epic - Crystalline Spear Flow (Passive Skill) Lv. 2]


    Resonant Spear Field was a passive skill that created a resonant energy field during combat, amplifying elemental effects in the area. Depending on the dominant element in the environment, it would provide subtle enhancements to his abilities.


    Elemental Spear Resonance was a passive skill that allowed him to channel elemental energy more efficiently through his spear. It enhanced critical damage and generated area damage whenever he successfully performed a parry. Additionally, it provided a bonus to stamina regeneration.


    Crystalline Spear Flow was a powerful enhancement skill that infused his spear with water and ice elements. It boosted his damage output significantly and generated a protective shield around him, capable of absorbing a portion of incoming attacks.


    [Elite - Thunderpierce Thrust (Active Skill) Lv. 7]


    [Elite - Tempest Guard (Conditional Passive Skill) Lv. 8]


    [Elite - Tempest Arc (Active Skill) Lv. 4]


    The next three skills came from merging abilities after Atlas unlocked the Tempest Warden class.


    Thunderpiece Thrust focused on single-target damage, Tempest Guard was a defensive skill, and Tempest Arc was an area-of-effect attack.


    [Epic - Spiral Tide (Active Skill) Lv. 1]


    [Epic - Lightning Step (Active Skill) Lv. 1]


    [Epic - Tidecaller''s Flow (Passive Skill) Lv. 1]


    The next three were his new skills from the Tempest Warden class.


    Alright all set.


    With him stood his elite team: Morganna, Edrik, Kurogasa, Baldric, and the troops of Team Cinder.


    Their arrival point would be random, scattered across unknown locations on the targeted island. There was no telling what they might encounter upon arrival¡ªmonsters, enemy forces, or the brutal environment itself. Whatever awaited them, they had to be ready.


    Atlas addressed the entire group.


    "Cast all buffs and ready your weapons," he commanded. "This island is most likely volcanic, so we should be familiar with the harsh conditions. But no matter what we face¡ªwe adapt."


    "FIRE!"


    The troops gave a unified shout, steeling themselves for what lay ahead.


    The magic circles expanded, and one by one, the entire team was consumed by the blinding light.


    The sensation was instant.


    The familiar pull of summoning magic tugged at their bodies, distorting time and space. The transition was quick, but the moment they felt the change in the air, something was off.


    The temperature wasn''t what they had expected.


    It wasn''t scorching hot.


    It was freezing cold!


    Atlas opened his eyes, and his vision blurred for a moment before a blinding light pierced through the fog. His skin prickled from the frigid air, and when he adjusted to the brightness, his surroundings came into focus.


    What lay before them wasn''t a sea of molten lava.


    It was a volcanic landscape completely frozen over¡ªblackened rock and jagged peaks covered in layers of glittering ice, with cracks of blue frost veins running through the ground. Steam hissed from the frozen earth, rising into the sky like ghostly tendrils.


    "This¡­ isn''t what we expected."


    "Stay alert," Edrik warned.


    Kurogasa stepped forward from the front of the formation, his chain blade already in hand.


    "My Lord, we have guests," he said, his tone calm but with a hint of warning.

 Chapter 125 - Kill Anyone Without an Alliance

    "I can''t breathe... help¡­"


    "Oh, I can''t take this, it''s too cold..."


    "Hold on! Control your breathing!"


    "Please, someone release a heat buff, please..."


    The moment Atlas and his team landed on their target island, the air hit them like a wall of ice. The environment was brutally cold, and within seconds, several troops began to struggle¡ªtheir breaths coming out in thick clouds, bodies trembling uncontrollably as the freezing temperature clawed at them.


    Atlas''s lungs burned with every breath, his chest tightening as though his lungs were freezing from the inside out. His movements grew sluggish, his limbs stiff from the biting cold.


    He glanced at his system display, quickly checking the temperature. Sear?h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    -42¡ãC (-43.6¡ãF).


    This wasn''t just extreme cold¡ªit was deadly. The kind of chill that could freeze a person solid in minutes if they weren''t careful.


    Atlas grit his teeth, forcing himself to remain calm. Even he could feel his breath growing heavier, as though the air itself was turning to ice in his chest. Around him, more soldiers began to panic, their bodies reacting to the unforgiving cold.


    "Control your breathing! Gather together! Those with fire-based elements, start using them!" Edrik''s voice rang out over the group.


    Baldric''s hair and beard ignited in flames, casting a warm, orange glow in the frigid, icy air.


    With a booming voice, he turned to the troops. "Gather around me! Stay close to the heat!"


    The soldiers moved quickly, huddling closer to Baldric, seeking refuge from the deathly cold.


    They pulled out thick coats from their packs, layering them over their combat outfits to fight off the chill. Others fastened masks around their faces to reduce the freezing air they inhaled, protecting their lungs from frost damage.


    Atlas adjusted his own gear, pulling his hood lower and mask tighter, his eyes scanning the group.


    This environment was far more dangerous than they had anticipated.


    This was a frozen death trap.


    As soon as the team activated their buffs and gathered around Baldric''s heat, the panic among some of the troops began to subside. Their breathing returned to a steadier rhythm, and they no longer gasped for air in terror.


    However, despite the slight relief, the biting cold remained relentless. It gnawed at their bodies, sinking deep into their bones. Even standing still felt like a battle against the urge to give up, as if the cold itself was whispering for them to surrender.


    This was exactly why Dynamic Environment islands were both highly sought after and avoided at all costs. The ever-changing weather could shift from one extreme to another without warning, turning even seasoned warriors into victims of the elements.


    Edrik approached Atlas, studying his condition closely. "Better?"


    "Yes," Atlas replied. "I can handle it."


    But even as he spoke, he clenched his teeth to keep them from chattering. The air was so frigid that if they stopped speaking for even a moment, it felt like their saliva would freeze in their mouths.


    Edrik gave a brief nod, his breath misting heavily in the freezing air.


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    "Then we keep moving. Stopping here isn''t an option."


    [New Feature Unlocked!]


    [You and everyone on your team can now communicate using Mind-Link Projection ¡ª a feature that allows instant communication directly through thoughts, displayed as visual text overlays in your field of vision.]


    Atlas blinked as a faint notification window appeared in the corner of his vision. The feature activated seamlessly, and a semi-transparent chat-like box appeared at the edge of his view, showing the names of his team members.


    [Edrik]: "You seeing this?"


    [Baldric]: "Hah! Now this is handy."


    [Garen]: "Finally. No need to shout over this cursed wind."


    [Jack]: "It''s like reading thoughts. Be careful what you think, people!"


    Atlas tested it by sending a quick thought message.


    [Atlas]: "Everyone, status check. How''s your condition?"


    [Kurogasa]: "My Kusarigama is frozen, but I can deal with it."


    [Grimor]: "Same here. It''s cold as hell, but we''re managing."


    [Edrik]: "The Mind-Link will help keep us coordinated. No excuses for miscommunication now."


    This ability was actually a feature granted to all Lords at rank-2. Atlas would eventually gain access to it once he advanced to rank-2. However, since this floating island was classified as a rank-2 island, it seemed that even rank-1 Lords were temporarily granted the same feature while exploring it.


    Moments later, Kurogasa stepped to the front, his chain blade already in hand. His expression was calm.


    "My Lord, we have guests," he said.


    Atlas turned to him. "How many?"


    "About twenty, most of them higher level than us," Kurogasa replied without hesitation. "They''ll pass through this area in a short while."


    Atlas narrowed his eyes, considering the situation. Then, with a firm tone, he gave the command.


    [Atlas]: "Everyone, move away. Let''s see who our guests are."


    The troops moved quickly, their footsteps crunching through the deep snow as they made their way toward a rocky outcrop that overlooked the area.


    Beneath the layers of snow, they could feel the hard stone surface beneath, and they soon realized that their footprints vanished almost instantly, swallowed by the falling snow as if they had never been there.


    Atlas reached into his inventory and pulled out the Veilstone Cloak.


    The cloak shimmered in his hands before unfurling into the air, expanding outward and becoming translucent. The fabric seemed to blend into the environment before draping itself over the entire group, concealing them from sight.


    [Kurogasa]: "Stay still. They''ll be here soon."


    They waited in tense silence, watching from their hidden position as the group Kurogasa had mentioned approached the area.


    Finally, through the swirling blizzard, a massive shape began to emerge¡ªa powerful gust of snow blown aside by something moving steadily through the storm.


    As the figure grew clearer, it became evident that it was a bear-like monster, covered in thick, frost-covered fur. Sitting atop the creature was a man clad in heavy armor. His cloak of fur billowed in the wind, clearly designed for this unforgiving cold.


    Behind him followed more monstrous mounts¡ªa massive dog-like beast, something resembling a giant lizard, and other creatures Atlas couldn''t immediately identify. Each of them was ridden by warriors dressed in thick armor with fur-lined cloaks, fully prepared for the frigid environment.


    The man on the giant bear led the group. His position at the front and his composed, confident posture made it obvious¡ªhe was the Lord.


    Atlas narrowed his eyes. Judging by their gear, composure, and the power of their mounts, it was clear that this was no ordinary group. If their levels were truly above Atlas and his team, as Kurogasa had reported, then there was only one logical conclusion.


    They were a Rank-2 Lord and his troops.


    "Lord Feral, this is so boring! Why did we get stuck with such a lousy task?" one of the riders shouted, his voice carrying through the howling wind and reaching Atlas''s ears.


    Atlas glanced toward Edrik, raising an eyebrow.


    [Atlas]: "Why aren''t they using the chat feature?"


    Edrik smirked slightly.


    [Edrik]: "Once you get used to it, it feels tedious. When they''re together, people prefer to speak directly."


    The conversation continued among the enemy group.


    "I know. It''s boring," the one at the front¡ªthe Lord¡ªresponded.


    "But we need to do this if we want support in the next Dominion Skirmish for similar islands," he added.


    "Still, this fucking cold is too much!" one of the riders grumbled. "Even I, who''s used to the cold, can''t take this."


    "So, what''s our task? Just kill anyone who''s not part of an alliance?"


    "Yes," Feral confirmed without hesitation. "If we find any group that''s likely unaffiliated with an alliance, wipe them out."


    He laughed, shaking his head. "Honestly, it''ll be fun. I''m sure plenty of inexperienced Lords have come to this island chasing their grand dreams."


    Suddenly, the massive bear beneath him stopped abruptly and let out a deep, guttural roar, causing the entire group to halt.


    Feral raised his right hand, signaling the others to stay still.


    [Atlas]: "Have they spotted us?"

 Chapter 126 - A Step Away from Death

    "I smell a beast..."


    The words came from Feral, the Lord leading the group. He paused for a moment, lifting his head and sniffing the icy air, as though trying to pick up a scent on the wind.


    Then, without warning, he leapt down from the massive bear, landing on the snowy ground. A few of his men followed, struggling to move through the deep snow, before standing by their Lord''s side.


    "Has anyone passed through here recently?"


    "They''re likely not far from here," Feral said, sniffing the air once more.


    "I''m sure it''s some amateur group running scared after hearing we''re coming," one of his men responded with a scoff.


    "But in weather this extreme, they couldn''t have gotten far, right? We can catch up to them and slaughter them immediately."


    "They might have run or found a place to hide," another said, glancing around the snow-covered terrain.


    "How?" someone else cut in. "How would they hide in a place like this?"


    "Is it possible they have stealth skills?"


    Feral remained quiet for a moment, considering the possibility before responding. "Even if they do have stealth abilities, they would''ve run far by now. But if they''re hiding close by, it likely means their numbers are significant."


    A grin spread across his face. "That would make them a very interesting target."


    [Atlas]: "Beast scent?"


    [Kurogasa]: "This Lord is a Beast Master, My Lord. He''s accustomed to monsters, including beastkin. His sense of smell is sharper than normal."


    [Edrik]: "As long as they don''t move closer to us, our position won''t be compromised."


    [Baldric]: "There are only twenty of them, fewer than us."


    [Edrik]: "True, but the troops aren''t used to an environment this cold. We need time to adjust. If we fight them now, we might win, but the chances of losing some of our own are high."


    [Atlas]: "No, it''s fine. We stick to the original plan. Scouting and assessing both the battlefield and the enemy come first. Once we have a full understanding, then we''ll decide our next steps."


    [Edrik]: "Defeating an opposing Lord would certainly give us a big boost in Dominion Points, but yeah, I agree. Let''s wait for now and take no action."


    After several tense moments, the sheer stress of hiding in plain sight began to wear on Atlas and his troops. The cold crept into their bodies, numbing fingers and toes, as if they were freezing from the inside out. Despite the growing discomfort, they knew they had to stay perfectly still until the Lord and his group lost interest and left.


    "Let''s go..."


    Feral, the Lord, finally spoke. He leapt back onto his bear, and the others followed, climbing onto their mounts without hesitation.


    But one man remained.


    He lingered behind, eyes scanning the area, as if something didn''t sit right with him. His posture was tense, curiosity or suspicion keeping him from leaving with the rest of the group.


    Slowly, the man began to walk toward Atlas and his team, each step crunching through the thick snow.


    Closer.


    Closer.


    Until he was standing directly in front of Atlas.


    The tension was unbearable. One more step and he would walk straight into the stealth barrier, colliding with Atlas himself.


    The man''s eyes narrowed, scanning the empty-looking area as if he sensed something was off. His gaze flickered left, then right, as the wind howled around them.


    Then, with a slight shake of his head, he turned around and walked back toward his mount. Explore new worlds at My Virtual Library Empire


    Atlas remained motionless, his grip tightening on his spear, his breath slow and steady.


    Moments later, the group resumed their journey, the massive beasts trudging heavily through the snow and ice, their large, muscular bodies struggling to move across the harsh terrain. Even for creatures of their size and power, the environment seemed to weigh them down.


    As the sound of their footsteps faded into the distance, the freezing air grew eerily quiet again.


    Atlas deactivated the stealth mode, and the shimmering veil that had concealed them faded away. As the cover lifted, several of the troops could be seen sitting in the snow, their bodies trembling as they clung to the thin line between giving up and pushing through.


    "Let''s go, you lazy bastards!" Baldric''s booming voice broke through the silence. "Either you die in the snow, or you die while fighting our enemies! Ha ha!"


    The harshness of his words sparked defiance in the troops. They began to rise to their feet, shaking off the snow that clung to their clothes. Their eyes burned with determination, each of them silently fighting off the temptation to give in to the deadly cold that sought to sap their life away.


    "My Lord," Kurogasa stepped forward and gave a respectful bow toward Atlas. "I will scout the area to find our direction."


    Atlas nodded. The Mountain Leaper Band and the Mana Glider Cloak¡ªtwo items he had entrusted to Kurogasa¡ªgave him the ability to leap across difficult terrain and hover briefly in the air. These tools were perfect for navigating an environment where mobility was essential for survival.


    Atlas''s system map only covered the immediate area surrounding their current location. The rest of the map remained fogged over, and it would only expand once someone physically explored the unknown regions. There was no need for Atlas to do this himself. It was Kurogasa''s job to scout ahead.


    "Thank you. I''ll leave this task to you," Atlas said firmly.


    Kurogasa gave a final nod before his body became cloaked in shadow.


    In the blink of an eye, he vanished¡ªnot disappearing into thin air, but leaping high into the storm, piercing through the howling blizzard. His silhouette was swallowed by the swirling snow, and soon, he was gone from sight.


    Atlas watched the map in his system as it slowly began to uncover more of the area, revealing the terrain that Kurogasa was scouting ahead.


    "Atlas," Edrik called out, stepping closer.


    "Yes?" Atlas responded.


    "We move in the direction Kurogasa is heading."


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    Without hesitation, Atlas raised his spear into the air, the blue and gold aura around it crackling faintly in the frigid air.


    "We came here to fight. We came here to give everything we''ve got!" Atlas shouted. "This isn''t the first time we''ve faced harsh conditions, and we''ve overcome them before. We''ll do it again!"


    "FIRE!" the troops roared back, their voices echoing through the blizzard.


    Despite the biting cold, they shouted from deep within their chests, fighting off the creeping numbness that sought to freeze their bodies.


    "Keep moving!" Atlas commanded. "Walking will keep our bodies warm. We move forward, no matter what."


    The group began marching through the snow, each step a battle against the whipping winds and blinding white landscape. The snow was deep and heavy, almost threatening to swallow them whole, but they pressed on.


    The storm tried to push them back, but their will to survive and conquer was stronger. They moved forward.


    Almost everyone, including Atlas, used their weapons to support themselves as they marched forward¡ªpushing through the numbness spreading through their bodies or clearing away the snow that threatened to swallow them whole.


    At the front of the group, Baldric, with his fire-wreathed body, led the way. His flames melted through the snow, creating a clear path behind him that made it easier for the rest of the troops to follow.


    After a while, a notification appeared on Atlas''s system¡ªa message from Kurogasa.


    [Kurogasa]: "My Lord, I''ve found a suitable place for us to take shelter."


    Atlas opened his map and saw Kurogasa''s marker, indicating a high ground position not far from their current location. It was precisely the type of elevated area they had been aiming for.


    The spot wasn''t just a safe haven from the storm¡ªit was also a strategic vantage point. From there, they could observe the surrounding terrain and defend themselves more effectively against potential threats.


    Atlas nodded to himself and spoke through the Mind-Link Projection.


    "We''re heading your way, Kurogasa. Hold your position."


    ***


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 Chapter 127 - Campfire in the Blizzard

    It was incredibly difficult to see in a blizzard this fierce. The swirling snow and biting wind seemed determined to strip away their strength, and Atlas couldn''t help but wonder what a battle would look like in an environment like this.


    Of course, once people started using their skills, the terrain itself would shift and break under the force of explosions and attacks. The storm would grow more chaotic, and the already treacherous footing would become even more unstable. But even so, if just surviving the weather was already this painful, fighting a war in these conditions would be a brutal challenge for anyone brave¡ªor foolish¡ªenough to try.


    Atlas and his team kept trekking across the frozen terrain, their footsteps slow but steady. Occasionally, they came across deep cracks in the earth, forcing them to tread carefully along narrow ledges to avoid falling into the chasms below.


    It was a stark reminder that this island was, at its core, a volcanic island. Without the thick snow and ice, it would likely look similar to Flare Peak Island, where lava would pour from the mountains instead of frost.


    The group maintained a reasonable pace, but progress was still slow. Many of the troops were still battling their own minds, forcing themselves to push past the urge to stop and accept the brutal cold.


    Everyone knew that whoever planned to claim this island would have to endure its dynamic environment. It was a unique challenge, as the weather could shift from one extreme to another without warning.


    If they want this island, they need to adapt.


    The real challenge was still ahead of them. What they faced now was only the beginning.


    Atlas kept his focus on the map in his system, watching as it gradually expanded with each step Kurogasa took. Occasionally, he noticed that Kurogasa''s movements paused¡ªperhaps he had encountered something important or was taking note of specific details.


    Kurogasa was a scouting expert, someone perfectly built for reconnaissance. His ability to blend into the environment and move unnoticed made him invaluable, especially in hostile terrain like this. For him, even the brutal cold and harsh landscape were just another part of the mission¡ªalmost a game to master. S§×arch* The nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Atlas knew that other Lords, especially those from well-prepared alliances, were likely already targeting the key zones of the island. These key zones were critical to dominating the Dominion Skirmish and were divided into four categories.


    The most important was the Primary Key Zone¡ªthe Central Fortress.


    This structure was typically located at the heart of the island, and whoever controlled it would gain the biggest advantages in the Dominion Skirmish. The Central Fortress would generate more Dominion Points than any other zone, provide valuable buffs, and serve as a defensive stronghold, allowing the Lord who controlled it to better protect their forces.


    It was no secret that large alliances would make the Central Fortress their primary target. They would pool their resources and deploy their strongest troops to seize and hold this key structure.


    For them, this was the most reliable way to secure victory in the battle. By controlling the fortress together, they could dominate the battlefield and ensure their claim over the island.


    The second key zone is the Outer Forts, which serve as secondary objectives that offer consistent Dominion Points (DP) and strategic benefits.


    The Outer Forts are spread across the island. They are generally easier to capture than the Central Fortress because they draw less competition, but they still require defense and resource management to maintain. Holding these forts can give smaller groups a chance to stay relevant in the battle while building up their strength.


    The third key zone is the Supply Depots, also known as resource key zones. These are essential for resource management but do not generate DP.


    Supply Depots provided crucial materials such as mana crystals, food rations, and healing supplies. While they don''t contribute directly to a Lord''s Dominion Points score, they are key to sustaining a prolonged battle. Without a steady supply of resources, even the strongest forces would crumble under the pressure of attrition.


    In addition to these primary key zones, there are potential variations of other key zones that can appear on certain islands, depending on the island''s unique traits:


    Mystic Shrine: Boosts mana regeneration for allied troops.


    Watchtower: Increases vision range and reveals enemy movements within a certain radius.


    Altar of Beasts: Allows the summoning of spirit beasts to assist in battle.


    Flame Beacon: Creates fire-based defenses around the key zone to repel attackers.


    These variant zones are more situational and can greatly impact strategy, but they aren''t guaranteed to appear on every island. Their presence depends on the specific conditions of the island being contested.


    Because of the variety and spread of key zones across the island, it''s impossible for any one Lord to hold all the locations. They would need to spread their forces too thin, and if the key zones were too far apart, it would backfire by weakening their overall defense.


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    However, while controlling key zones provides advantages, it also makes the controlling Lord more visible. Once a key zone is captured, it becomes a beacon, signaling the presence of a rival Lord. This makes it easier for other Lords¡ªespecially those focused on hunting enemy troops¡ªto track and ambush opposing forces.


    This is where the complexity of strategy comes into play.


    Every Lord must earn as many Dominion Points (DP) as possible to secure victory in the battle phase. While capturing key zones is the most reliable way to achieve that, maintaining control over these zones is a constant challenge, especially when other Lords may prioritize attacking enemy forces directly to cripple their competition.


    Effectively utilizing key zones isn''t just about occupying them¡ªit''s about knowing when to defend, when to attack, and when to fall back, all while managing resources and forces wisely. In this battle, every decision counts.


    Atlas and his troops had begun ascending a sloped terrain. They frequently had to take cover behind icy ridges when the storm intensified, waiting for the winds to ease before continuing their march.


    The climb became steeper, and as time passed, it became clear they had been trekking for nearly half a day through relentless snow and ice. However, despite the harsh conditions, none of the troops had collapsed or passed out.


    Their destination was a high hilltop area with natural formations that provided shelter from the wind. Large frozen trees stood scattered across the landscape, creating natural barriers against the elements. The location also offered excellent visibility, allowing them to observe the surrounding terrain.


    Finally, they arrived.


    Atlas turned to his troops, who were catching their breath.


    "Let''s set up camp."


    He reached into his inventory and pulled out two Rank-A Items: the Ethereal Tent, a rare item he had obtained from the Gacha system.


    Handing them to Edrik, he nodded. "Set these up."


    The Ethereal Tent was small in appearance, but each one could shelter up to 15 people¡ªperfect for providing cover from the wild weather. While it wouldn''t solve all their problems, it would help the troops regain some strength and shield them from the storm.


    Edrik got to work, setting up the main tents. Meanwhile, the other troops began constructing additional makeshift camps.


    They knew this was just the beginning¡ªthe storm would grow fiercer, and the challenges ahead would only intensify. But for now, they had a place to regroup and recover, a momentary reprieve in the midst of the relentless cold.

 Chapter 128 - A Lords Touch

    Atlas and his team had spent a considerable amount of time on Flare Peak Island, which allowed them to gather a wide variety of materials. Fortunately, one of those materials turned out to be invaluable in their current situation¡ªthe Fire Crystal.


    Fire Crystals were simple fuel items primarily used for starting fires, in this brutal cold they became lifesavers.


    Once the camp was fully set up, and they made sure the camp was hidden from view in a spot that would be difficult to detect from afar, they built a fireplace using wood and Fire Crystals to create a stable heat source.


    Heat!


    The warmth spread quickly through the camp, and for the first time in hours, everyone felt true comfort. The harsh, biting cold that had threatened to freeze their bodies was now being pushed back by the steady warmth of the fire.


    They set up three fireplaces, allowing the troops to gather around and warm themselves. Faces that had been tense with exhaustion began to relax as the heat soothed their bodies.


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    They all knew it would take time to fully adjust to an environment this harsh. However, the real challenge would come at night, when the temperature would drop even further, and survival would become even harder.


    Atlas stared at the fire, lost in thought.


    Back on Flare Peak, the monsters would drop items that protected against extreme heat. He figured there must be similar items on this island to protect against the extreme cold. Or maybe, they just hadn''t found any yet.


    For now, they were lucky they hadn''t encountered any monsters. Fighting in these conditions while still adjusting to the cold would have been a nightmare. But he knew this peace wouldn''t last forever.


    As the troops gathered around the fires, they began warming their meals, reheating rations over the flames. The comforting scent of cooked food filled the air, and they ate quickly to replenish their energy. The last thing they needed was for anyone to collapse from hunger in these conditions.


    Atlas glanced at his map system. Thanks to Kurogasa''s efforts, nearly 70% of the map had already been uncovered.


    He let out a breath of relief.


    Without Kurogasa, navigating and surviving in this brutal terrain would have been far more difficult¡ªperhaps even impossible.


    He took a bite of the heated meat, feeling the warmth spread across his tongue, though it quickly turned cold the moment it hit his mouth. The cold air made it difficult to truly savor the meal, but he enjoyed it nonetheless.


    If he hadn''t been holding himself together, forcing his mind to endure the harsh conditions, he might have felt miserable like the rest of his troops. But he couldn''t afford to show weakness¡ªnot while his people were fighting the same battle against the cold.


    Beside him, Morganna, the Vampire Queen, sat quietly on one of the camp chairs. She had been silent ever since they arrived on the island, her expression calm and unreadable, as if the freezing weather didn''t bother her at all.


    Atlas glanced at her, observing her. Sear?h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Sensing his gaze, Morganna turned her head toward him, her crimson eyes meeting his.


    She said nothing.


    "You''re handling this well," he said. "You can survive in this kind of condition without issue."


    Morganna''s lips curved into the faintest of smirks.


    "Watching all of you suffer in this weather is amusing."


    Atlas raised an eyebrow at her teasing. "You don''t feel the cold at all?"


    Morganna didn''t respond, but before the silence could stretch too long, Edrik¡ªseated on Atlas''s right¡ªstepped in to explain.


    "Vampires are typically depicted as resilient to extreme conditions," Edrik began. "But their ability to handle cold temperatures varies depending on the type of vampire or the world they come from."


    Atlas turned to him, intrigued by the explanation.


    "They have little need for warmth," Edrik continued. "Since their bodies don''t rely on normal human functions like blood circulation, they don''t need to maintain body heat. This makes them far less affected by cold."


    Atlas nodded slowly, processing the information as Edrik continued.


    "Most vampires have natural resistance to cold-related fatigue, high endurance, and enhanced eyesight in darkness. However, their weaknesses in cold environments include slower regeneration, especially if they rely on blood to heal."


    He glanced at Morganna briefly before adding, "And in snowy environments, sunlight can reflect off the snow, amplifying light exposure, which can be dangerous for vampires weak to sunlight."


    "So vampires seriously have far more advantages than normal humans, huh?"


    Edrik gave a small, knowing smile. "In many ways, yes. But advantages come with their own costs."


    "Is it easy for a human to turn into a vampire, Morganna?" Atlas asked, directing his words toward the quiet vampire queen sitting beside him.


    But Morganna didn''t even look up. She simply continued eating her food.


    Atlas sighed softly, his mind drifting back to the time when Morganna had offered to turn him into a vampire. Back then, he hadn''t given it much thought. He hadn''t understood enough about the advantages or disadvantages of becoming a vampire to take the offer seriously.


    Now, though, he was curious. Atlas turned his gaze to Edrik¡ªthe one person he could always count on to give a detailed answer.


    "Edrik, what do you know?"


    Edrik glanced up from his meal, wiping his hands on a cloth before speaking.


    "Turning into a vampire varies depending on the type of vampire and their origins. In some cases, it''s as simple as being bitten and infected. In other cases, a ritual or blood pact is required." He paused briefly. "But there are always consequences."


    Atlas nodded, encouraging him to continue.


    "Most vampires retain their memories and personality after the transformation, but their bodies undergo drastic changes. They no longer age like humans, their hearts stop beating, and their bodies adapt to their new vampiric nature. However..."


    Edrik''s tone lowered slightly. "Once the transformation is complete, there is no going back."


    Atlas glanced briefly at Morganna again, who remained quiet.


    "And what about her kind?"


    Edrik smiled faintly. "Morganna isn''t an ordinary vampire. She''s a pureblood. That means her method of turning someone is far more... deliberate. It wouldn''t be a mindless infection. It would be a conscious decision on her part to pass on her bloodline. And because of that, anyone she turns to would likely retain more of their humanity."


    "With all the vampire strengths?"


    Edrik nodded. "Yes, but also with their weaknesses."


    He continued. "But there''s another factor to consider." He leaned forward slightly. "The base state of the human greatly affects the final result in their vampire form."


    Atlas frowned. "What do you mean?"


    "A human''s physical and mental condition before the transformation determines how powerful¡ªor flawed¡ªtheir vampire form will be. For instance, someone with a strong body and sharp mind will likely become a vampire with higher endurance, superior senses, and stronger abilities. However¡­"


    He paused again.


    "If the human has underlying weaknesses, those weaknesses might be amplified in their vampire state."


    "So a weak human would turn into a weak vampire?"


    "In most cases, yes. Their flaws would carry over¡ªpoor eyesight, unstable emotions, physical ailments. Some of these could be corrected through vampiric regeneration, but the core traits remain. The transformation doesn''t magically make someone perfect. It enhances what''s already there."


    Atlas tapped his knee. "I see."


    Edrik continued. "Vampirism amplifies the essence of a person. The stronger you are as a human, the more powerful you''ll be as a vampire. But if you''re weak, reckless, or mentally unstable, that too will be enhanced. Immortality always comes at a price."


    Atlas nodded slowly, the idea of becoming a vampire lingering in his mind. It sounded tempting, though he knew it wasn''t something to take lightly. Turning toward Morganna, he gave a slight smile.


    "Tell me, Morganna¡­ what kind of vampire would I become?"


    Without even pausing from her meal, Morganna replied bluntly, her voice flat and devoid of emotion.


    "Defective. No brain. Bloodthirsty. Awful. Imperfect."


    Atlas chuckled, shaking his head at her sharp, merciless words.


    "I guess I need to get stronger first, huh? Maybe one day, I''ll earn a different answer from you."


    Morganna glanced at him briefly before returning to her food. "There''s no hope for you."


    Atlas smiled softly, then reached out and gently tucked a loose strand of Morganna''s hair behind her ear with a calm, confident gesture.


    "Thanks for the answer," he said.


    For a moment, silence fell over the camp.


    The troops nearly froze! Their eyes wide with shock and fear


    What just happened?!


    They stared in disbelief. Did their Lord just¡­ touch the Vampire Queen? The terrifying, silent Morganna who everyone feared to even speak to?


    But¡­


    Nothing happened.


    Morganna continued eating calmly, as if she hadn''t even noticed the gesture. No retaliation. No glare. No deadly strike.


    Just calm silence.


    The troops exchanged nervous glances, their minds spinning. What did they just witness?


    And then, a single thought began to take hold.


    Lord Atlas¡­ truly is a conqueror!


    If he could casually brush aside the untouchable Vampire Queen, what else was he capable of?


    He would become a great Lord¡ªone who conquers not just lands, but the loyalty of even the most fearsome beings.


    Suddenly, Atlas''s attention was pulled away as a notification appeared in his system.


    [Kurogasa]: "My Lord, I believe I''ve found the place we''re looking for¡ªthe spot where the monsters we''re hunting are located."

 Chapter 129 - Baldrics Warmth

    There were two main materials Atlas was targeting on this island: Chameleonite Ore and Soulthread Weave. Both were essential for crafting the Soulbinding Armor, a powerful piece of equipment Baldric could forge to significantly boost defensive capabilities.


    Atlas''s vision was to collect enough materials to craft this armor for everyone on his team, ensuring they were better protected for future battles.


    Chameleonite Ore was a rare mineral that could only be found on Dynamic Environment Islands like this one. This was why the island held such immense value for Atlas¡ªit was one of the few places where this mineral could be mined.


    The second material, Soulthread Weave, was produced by spirit beasts resembling spiders or similar creatures. These beasts were relatively common in islands with harsh and unpredictable climates like this one, making it an ideal location to hunt for the weave.


    Although the goal of gathering these materials was ambitious, Atlas knew it would take great effort and perseverance to achieve. But to him, the reward¡ªa fully armored and resilient team¡ªwas worth every challenge they faced.


    In addition to the Chameleonite Ore and Soulthread Weave, there was another valuable material that could be found in a frost environment like this: the Frost Core.


    The Frost Core was a crucial crafting material used to create armor and equipment that enhanced resistance to extreme cold temperatures. It was a highly sought-after resource for survival in brutal climates like the one they were currently enduring.


    Moreover, the Frost Core could also be used as an additional material in the crafting of the Soulbinding Armor, granting it a similar effect by boosting cold resistance alongside its already formidable defensive properties.


    Given the unrelenting cold of this island, obtaining Frost Cores would be incredibly beneficial for Atlas and his team, potentially turning their struggle against the environment into a manageable challenge.


    Shortly after Kurogasa reported his discovery, he described finding a cave system¡ªits entrance leading deep underground into a sprawling chamber filled with twisting pathways and open spaces.


    Inside, he encountered a colony of creatures known as Arachnyte Specters.


    The Arachnyte Specters were known for their versatile adaptability. They lived in large, cooperative colonies, meaning any attempt to fight them would likely attract dozens, if not hundreds of them at once.


    Despite the daunting numbers, the rewards for facing these creatures were undeniable. The Soulthread Weave, a rare material essential for crafting Soulbinding Armor, was harvested directly from the webbing they produced. Additionally, defeating them often yielded Frost Cores, making them a high-value target for Atlas and his team.


    If they wanted to make the most of their one-week timeframe¡ªto gather resources and train themselves to fight in such a brutal environment¡ªthey would have to take on this challenge.


    There was no other way to prepare for the greater battles that lay ahead.


    The day was quickly fading, and night was approaching. From Edrik''s experience, as well as the knowledge shared by others, it was clear that the storm would grow even fiercer after sundown. The blizzard, already brutal, would become an almost unbearable force during the night.


    The cave Kurogasa had scouted was still some distance away, and attempting to travel in such extreme conditions would be too risky. Therefore, Atlas and his team decided to stay in the camp overnight and set out at first light.


    This night would mark their first real battle¡ªfighting against the extreme cold, testing their endurance in conditions that seemed designed to break their resolve.


    Atlas couldn''t help but wonder about the other Lords. Even if they were Rank-2, could they endure this harsh environment? Or were they far better prepared, with supplies and equipment specifically designed for conditions like this?


    He dismissed the thought. What mattered now was his team''s survival and preparation.


    Meanwhile, Kurogasa remained in the field, continuing his scouting mission. The Ninja Rat''s adaptability and sheer resilience were astonishing, even for Atlas. He was someone who could operate alone in unforgiving environments, moving through the frost-covered terrain like a shadow.


    Not surprising. Not at all.


    They knew Kurogasa wasn''t just anyone. His past battles, honed skills, and discipline made him a master of survival, especially in brutal conditions. While the team recovered at the camp, Kurogasa worked tirelessly, mapping the terrain and gathering crucial intel.


    By this point, he had already: Mapped nearly all the key zones in the area. Estimated the number of Lords and alliances fighting on the island. And gathered information on potential enemy alliances, providing critical insight into the battlefield.


    This level of preparation was invaluable. Knowing their enemies'' positions, alliances, and objectives gave Atlas and his team a strategic edge they couldn''t afford to lose.


    For now, their task was simple: Adjust to the environment, steel their minds, and prepare for the challenges ahead.


    They would need unshakable resolve to see their plans through to the end.


    Night fell. Dark. Utterly dark.


    The temperature plummeted drastically, far worse than during the day.


    The system displayed the current temperature: -58¡ãC (-72.4¡ãF).


    It was unforgivingly cold, the kind of temperature that could freeze exposed skin in seconds. S§×ar?h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The normal tents were no longer sufficient to withstand such extreme conditions. The team had to retreat into the two Ethereal Tents that had been set up earlier. Although the tents were compact, their magic-infused materials provided much-needed insulation, allowing the troops to endure the night.


    However, comfort was out of the question. The space was too cramped, forcing them to either squeeze together tightly or sit upright to make room for everyone.


    Inside, voices murmured in the dark as the troops tried to keep their spirits up. Those who were skilled at lifting morale encouraged others to stay strong. They spoke of hope, offering words of support to fight off the creeping despair brought on by the bitter cold.


    Meanwhile, Atlas, Morganna, Edrik, and Baldric stayed outside the tents.


    Atlas sat close to Baldric, who radiated intense heat from his perpetually burning beard and hair. The flames flickered in the darkness, their warmth providing temporary relief from the frost that clung to Atlas''s body.


    Every so often, Baldric would slap Atlas on the back, and the contact would ignite a brief wave of fire, melting the frost and ice forming on his armor and clothes.


    "Better, Atlas? Ha! Ha! Ha!" Baldric roared, his laughter echoing through the frozen air.


    "Thanks," Atlas replied, his voice steady, though his body visibly relaxed from the warmth.


    As for Morganna? She sat calmly nearby, eating. She had been eating non-stop since the night began, completely unaffected by the biting cold or the tension in the air.


    Suddenly, she broke the silence. "I wonder¡­ would ice cream still taste good in weather like this?" she mused, as if this were a casual camping trip and not a battle for survival.


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    Atlas turned to her, his tone unusually sharp. "No! Hell no! Terrible idea!"


    Morganna sighed. "Boring," she muttered, resuming her meal without further comment.


    The night dragged on, the storm howling relentlessly, but the small exchanges of warmth¡ªboth literal and figurative¡ªkept them moving forward, one frigid hour at a time.


    In truth, sitting next to Baldric was far more comforting than Atlas wanted to admit. The heat radiating from the dwarf gradually melted the frost clinging to his armor and clothes. Each time Baldric laughed, his booming voice seemed to shake off the cold even further, the warmth spreading with his rumbling amusement.


    Even so, no one around him responded to his constant chatter.


    Edrik, seated nearby, only offered the occasional flat reply, his tone devoid of enthusiasm as the dwarf blacksmith continued to make light-hearted remarks.


    Baldric, unfazed, kept laughing.


    Eventually, Atlas, weary from the day''s journey and the relentless cold, gave in. He leaned over, resting his head against Baldric''s broad, muscular arm, and drifted off to sleep.

 Chapter 130 - The Vampires Kiss

    Blood!


    Atlas''s eyes shot open, his instincts screaming at him. Blood. A lot of it.


    He quickly scanned his surroundings.


    Baldric was still there. Edrik sat a short distance away, calm but alert, and Morganna was now sitting upright. Her body was cloaked in a shadowy aura, faint tendrils of darkness curling around her.


    Atlas glanced at his system clock. Still in the middle of the night. Damn it!


    He groaned inwardly. He''d barely slept for a few hours, hoping he''d wake up to morning light, but no such luck. Worse, the temperature had plummeted further, now hitting -65¡ãC (-85¡ãF).


    The air was merciless, cutting through even the best gear like a knife.


    "What''s going on? Morganna?" Atlas asked, his voice hoarse from the cold.


    The Vampire Queen said nothing, her piercing red eyes locking onto him with an intensity that needed no words.


    Edrik spoke up, breaking the silence. "I suspect there''s a Lord and their forces nearby. Likely wounded."


    Morganna''s gaze shifted toward the distance, her crimson eyes narrowing. There was no mistaking her intent.


    She wanted to hunt.


    Atlas met her gaze, sighing as he realized what she was silently asking for.


    "Can you handle it alone?" he asked.


    Morganna didn''t respond, but her sharp glance made him regret the question immediately. S§×arch* The N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    It wasn''t just unnecessary¡ªit was an insult to her pride as the Vampire Queen. She stood without a word, the shadowy aura around her pulsing slightly.


    Baldric let out a rumbling laugh. "I''ll go with her." He rose to his feet, turning to Edrik with a raised eyebrow.


    Edrik nodded curtly. "I''ll stay here and keep watch over the camp."


    Baldric glanced back at Atlas. "My Lord?"


    "I''m coming," Atlas replied without hesitation.


    Before he could even rise fully to his feet, Baldric scooped him up with ease, hoisting him onto his broad shoulder as if Atlas weighed nothing.


    "You sit here," Baldric declared with a booming laugh. "Enjoy the most comfortable ride on the shoulders of a giant dwarf! Ha! Ha!"


    Atlas let out a sigh but didn''t argue, though he adjusted his position slightly to keep his balance. As he glanced toward Morganna, he caught a glimpse of her shadow-cloaked form before she vanished into the darkness.


    Though he couldn''t see her anymore, somehow, he just knew where she was headed.


    Baldric began to move, his body radiating heat as he charged through the deep snow with ease, plowing through the icy drifts that would have slowed anyone else.


    The sound of Baldric''s heavy footfalls was completely masked by the raging storm around them, and his fiery glow was muted by the constant onslaught of falling snow, leaving them practically invisible to anyone nearby.


    Atlas raised a hand to shield his face from the biting wind and swirling snow, though he realized, somewhat surprisingly, that his vision in the dark was sharper than expected. Even in the pitch-black surroundings, he could make out details with relative clarity.


    The journey stretched on in silence, broken only by the howling wind and Baldric''s steady, purposeful strides.


    How far had they traveled? Atlas wasn''t sure.


    Eventually, Baldric slowed, his fiery aura dimming slightly as he crouched low, finding cover behind a cluster of frozen trees. He gestured toward Morganna, who now stood nearby, her body completely shrouded in shadow, blending seamlessly into the environment.


    They all turned their attention to the same point in the distance.


    There, amidst the swirling snow, was a campfire.


    But this fire wasn''t like any ordinary flame. It burned steadily, unaffected by the raging storm around it. Around the fire sat a group of people, laughing loudly, eating, drinking, and talking as if the blizzard wasn''t a threat at all.


    Atlas narrowed his eyes, studying the scene. Whoever these people were, they were well-prepared, and their confidence wasn''t something to take lightly.


    As Atlas observed the group more closely, his eyes narrowed as recognition dawned on him.


    "It''s them," he muttered.


    Yes, it was the Lord with the beastmaster ability and his troops¡ªthe same group they had encountered earlier in the day. The beasts still circled the camp, their massive forms partially obscured by the storm, but something was different.


    "Their numbers have dropped," Atlas noted, scanning the group carefully.


    Baldric, crouched beside him, chimed in. "They just finished a fight. You can tell by the wounds on their bodies¡ªstill fresh, not fully healed. And look at them¡ªthey''re exhausted."


    Baldric gestured subtly toward the group. "There are only thirteen of them left. Earlier, they had twenty. And four of them are injured pretty badly."


    Atlas studied the scene further but frowned. "I can''t hear what they''re saying," he admitted, frustrated by the distance and the storm muffling their voices.


    Suddenly, Baldric''s expression shifted. "Ha ha ha ha! You should''ve seen the look on that Lord''s face when I slit his throat!"


    Atlas turned toward him, raising an eyebrow. Baldric gave him a knowing smirk.


    "What are you doing?" Atlas asked.


    Baldric gestured toward the group ahead. "I can hear them clearly. I''m just dubbing it for you."


    Atlas sighed and gave a nod. "Continue."


    Baldric leaned in closer, and continued. "Oh, and then he begged for mercy! I tell you, his scream was better than the victory!"


    "Ah, seriously," one of the men said. "I thought only idiot Lords would dare to set foot on this island. And, of course, I was right¡ªa damn Rank-1 Lord decided to try his luck." He burst into laughter. "What did he think this was, a playground? Hahaha!"


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    Atlas continued watching them from a distance, noting their body language and expressions. Their laughter, their tone¡ªeverything aligned with the mocking words Baldric had been relaying moments earlier.


    "But damn¡­ we''re low on troops now," another said.


    "Take it easy," the Lord himself spoke up. "I''ll summon more troops tomorrow morning. That fight should''ve been easy¡ªit shouldn''t have cost us this much. Next time, I''ll tighten the standards for the combatants I recruit into my team. This¡­ this is depressing."


    Atlas''s eyes narrowed as he focused on the Lord, studying his posture and expressions. The frustration in his voice was clear, and while he spoke confidently, there was an undeniable edge of irritation and exhaustion.


    It was obvious¡ªthey were far from their full strength now.


    This Lord had come to the island with a clear purpose: to slaughter anyone unaffiliated with an alliance.


    If their path crossed with Atlas and his team, a battle was unavoidable.


    But what the beastmaster Lord didn''t realize was that a Rank-1 Lord and his two elite subordinates were already watching them from the shadows¡ªa Lord who also wasn''t part of any alliance.


    Atlas clenched both fists tightly, the cold biting into his skin.


    Unnoticed, Morganna now stood in front of him, her crimson eyes glowing faintly as she locked her gaze on him.


    "Kill them?" she said.


    Morganna was a subordinate to Atlas, yet she was far from ordinary. In her past, she had been mighty, a force of terrifying power. Even now, her demeanor held that same strength, but over time, she had grown more open, her interactions with him shifting toward something almost familiar.


    Even now, despite her bloodlust, she was able to voice her intentions clearly, waiting for his response.


    Behind them, Baldric, still kneeling in the snow, added in a low voice, "They''re weak right now. They weren''t built for an environment like this. If we strike now, we have the advantage."


    Atlas glanced back at Baldric, but as he turned his gaze forward again to Morganna, something unexpected happened.


    She stepped closer.


    And then...


    Her lips pressed against his.


    What?


    Atlas froze in shock as Morganna''s cold yet soft lips met his. His body stiffened as he felt her fangs pierce his lower lip, a sharp sting followed by a rush of warmth as blood began to flow.


    He felt her drink, the sensation both foreign and overwhelming.


    It wasn''t just the physical feeling¡ªit was the way his entire body seemed to react.


    A sudden jolt of energy surged through him, followed by a strange numbness that spread from his lips to his chest, down to his limbs.


    His heart began to slow, each beat thudding heavily in his chest. The bitter cold of the environment seemed to fade, but not in the way he expected.


    It wasn''t warmth replacing it¡ªit was as if he was becoming completely desensitized to the cold, his body no longer recognizing it as a threat.


    "What¡­ is this¡­?"


    [Morganna''s Bloodlink has activated. You have entered Temporary Vampire Mode.]

 Chapter 131 - Predator of the Blizzard

    Atlas suddenly felt a drastic change within himself¡ªsomething entirely unfamiliar, a sensation he had never experienced before.


    It wasn''t that he had become more resistant to the cold¡ªit was that he couldn''t feel it at all. The biting frost, the numbing chill¡ªit all vanished instantaneously, leaving him in a state of eerie detachment from the freezing environment.


    Then, a notification appeared in his system:


    [Morganna''s Bloodlink has activated. You have entered Temporary Vampire Mode.]


    Temporary Vampire Mode?


    His eyes widened as the realization hit him. What was this?


    "Am I a vampire now?" he thought. "No, this is only temporary, right?"


    Even as he tried to process what was happening, the power surging through his body was undeniable. It wasn''t just a resistance to the environment¡ªthere was something more¡­


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    [Your body is infused with the power of vampiric blood, enhancing your abilities for a limited duration.]


    [Buffs Applied:]


    [Predator''s Strength: Physical power increased by 30%, allowing devastating strikes.]


    [Shadow Agility: Speed and reflexes boosted by 60%, enabling rapid movement and heightened evasion.]


    [Crimson Sense: Vision, hearing, and smell heightened to supernatural levels. Perfect visibility in darkness enabled.]


    [Numb Vitality: Resistance to pain and cold environments significantly increased. Immunity to frostbite activated.]


    [Predator''s Aura: Nearby enemies experience fear and reduced combat efficiency.]


    [Special Effects Unlocked:]


    [Bloodstrike Precision: Attacks gain a 30% critical hit chance and bypass physical defenses.]


    [Shadow Veil: Temporarily blend into shadows, granting near-invisibility in dark environments.]


    [Duration: 10 minutes.]


    [Warning: Blood Curse State Possible. Prolonged use may result in bloodlust or temporary loss of control.]


    Atlas observed his body, now shrouded in shadow energy, with elemental particles swirling densely around him.


    It was a clear transformation, one that radiated power. And he knew exactly what he needed to do with this power.


    The Lord ahead of them had already slaughtered other unaffiliated Lords, leaving no mercy for anyone who stood in his way. This Lord wouldn''t stop here, and Atlas understood the harsh truth of the Dominion Skirmish Battle Phase.


    There were only two choices¡ªfight to win or die trying.


    There was no space for hesitation. Kill or be killed.


    His voice cut through the cold air as he said. "We kill them."


    With those words, he summoned his Wavebreaker Spear. Water and lightning energy surged outward, cloaking his body in a chaotic but controlled storm of raw power.


    He could feel it¡ªthe energy coursing through him, enhancing his every movement. His body felt unshackled, ready to move freely, fight fiercely, and destroy with absolute totality.


    Behind him, Morganna and Baldric readied themselves, summoning their weapons.


    Atlas didn''t wait.


    Without a single command or warning, he charged forward, his shadow-cloaked body merging with the darkness and storm around him. His speed made him nearly invisible, even to trained eyes. Find adventures on My Virtual Library Empire


    The enemy camp was still laughing, their voices carried by the storm, oblivious to the silent predator approaching them.


    That was, until the beastmaster Lord, Feral, noticed something. His instincts screamed at him as he leapt from his seat.


    "We''re under attack! Prepare for an all-out battle!" he roared.


    Atlas was already just a few steps away from Feral. His lips curled into a faint smirk as he activated one of his skills.


    [Epic - Lightning Step (Active Skill) Lv. 1 activated]


    In an instant, his body became weightless, and he surged forward, a flash of speed tearing through the storm. His movement was so fast it left faint trails of lightning crackling in the air behind him.


    As he charged, his sharpened senses picked up every detail of the chaotic battlefield.


    He caught glimpses of Baldric, who had already crashed into the rear of the enemy formation, his massive flaming hammer swinging with devastating force. Snow and ice melted instantly around him as his strikes sent enemies sprawling.


    Atlas''s enhanced perception made it feel like time slowed down, every swing of Baldric''s hammer appearing in perfect clarity.


    On the opposite side, Morganna had already closed in on her targets. Her scythe cut through the storm with brutal precision, her shadowy form weaving gracefully as she slashed through enemy combatants.


    Atlas spun his spear with ease, his Wavebreaker Spear crackling with water and lightning, before lunging forward with rapid strikes aimed directly at Feral.


    Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!


    Feral barely flinched, snarling as he blocked each attack with newly summoned claws.


    "You think the three of you can defeat us?! No!" Feral roared.


    The massive bear charged toward Atlas, its huge body shaking the ground. Its roar thundered through the storm as it aimed to crush him with its bulk.


    But Atlas was unfazed. The cold and the storm were nothing to him now¡ªhe had become one with the blizzard, moving through it as though it were part of him.


    As the bear lunged, Atlas sidestepped with incredible speed, the creature''s massive claws barely missing him. Without hesitation, he spun toward Feral, bringing his Wavebreaker Spear down in a powerful overhead strike.


    Feral blocked the attack with his claws, the impact sending shockwaves rippling through the icy air.


    [Epic - Spiral Tide (Active Skill) Lv. 1 activated]


    A violent swirl of water erupted from Atlas''s spear, mixing with the snow and wind, creating a whirling vortex that dragged Feral and the bear into its chaos. The force of the attack knocked them off balance.


    Capitalizing on the momentum, Atlas darted forward. He unleashed a series of sweeps, thrusts, and strikes, each one expertly aimed to exploit the advantages of his weapon''s reach.


    Feral growled in frustration, his claws raised to block each strike, but he couldn''t find an opening to retaliate. The difference in their weapons was clear¡ªAtlas''s spear gave him the upper hand, keeping Feral on the defensive.


    The bear roared furiously, trying to protect its master. It charged again, swiping with its massive claws, but Atlas continued to evade effortlessly.


    "Zefyros!"


    At his call, Zefyros appeared, a powerful surge of crackling lightning and surging water roaring to life. The elemental spirit let out a deafening screech, and a wave of combined energy shot toward Feral, striking him with a devastating burst of power.


    Feral grunted as the attack hit, his body jerking under the force of the blow. But then something changed.


    Feral''s form began to swell slightly, his muscles bulging, and his skin taking on a reddish hue as veins pulsed across his body.


    "You insolent little wretch!" Feral roared. "You''ve gone and made me truly angry! Do you think I became Rank-2 by slacking off?! No! It''s because of my skill and my resolve! I''ll slaughter you! I''ll obliterate you!"


    Atlas tightened his grip on his spear, his eyes narrowing.


    In this Temporary Vampire Mode, his movements were sharper, faster, and more calculated. Every strike, every step, carried an unnatural precision and grace, fueled by the power coursing through him.


    Yes, Feral had the higher level, better stats, and larger forces. But his disadvantages outweighed his strengths. His troops were exhausted, wounded, and demoralized after their last battle. Their condition made them ripe for defeat, and Atlas knew it.


    This was a sure win.


    Atlas didn''t hesitate for even a second. His attacks were relentless, his Wavebreaker Spear spinning and thrusting in a deadly rhythm. He dodged the massive bear''s attacks with ease, his lightning-fast maneuvers leaving the creature swiping at nothing but air.


    Meanwhile, Zefyros darted through the storm, creating havoc within the blizzard.


    Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!


    Atlas kept up his assault, his spear flashing as he danced around Feral. Sweep, strike, spin, thrust. Each motion was fluid, controlled, and devastating.


    Feral, growling in frustration, suddenly charged forward, deflecting Atlas''s spear and closing the distance in a single motion. His claws gleamed, ready to rip into Atlas''s flesh.


    But Atlas smiled.


    [Epic - Lightning Step (Active Skill) Lv. 1 activated.]


    In an instant, Atlas vanished.


    Before Feral could react, Atlas reappeared behind him, his spear already poised.


    [Elite - Thunderpierce Thrust (Active Skill) Lv. 7 activated.]


    The Wavebreaker Spear shot forward, and struck Feral''s back with overwhelming force.


    The attack shattered the armor on Feral''s shoulder, ripping through it with ease. The spear''s energy surged into Feral''s body, tearing into his right shoulder, leaving his arm dangling, barely attached.


    Feral screamed in agony, his voice echoing through the storm. Blood sprayed onto the snow, steaming as it hit the icy ground.


    But even now, Feral refused to back down. His eyes burned with fury as he charged at Atlas again, his remaining claw raised for a desperate strike.


    Atlas didn''t flinch.


    [Elite - Flurry of Spears (Active) Lv. 4 activated.]


    The spear became a blur, striking repeatedly with lightning-fast jabs. Feral, now limited to defending with only his left arm, couldn''t keep up.


    CRACK! SMASH!


    Several strikes landed directly on Feral''s face and chest, breaking armor and flesh alike. He stumbled back, blood pouring from his injuries.


    Atlas stepped forward. He spun the spear one last time before delivering a swift, decisive sweep, the blade cutting clean through Feral''s neck.


    For a moment, the battlefield fell silent.


    Feral''s head hit the snow, rolling a short distance before stopping. His body collapsed with a heavy thud, lifeless.


    Atlas turned, standing tall as he planted his spear into the ground, his shadowy aura fading slightly.


    The battle was over. He had defeated his first opponent in this Dominion Skirmish.


    Victory was his.

 Chapter 132 - Preparing for the Next Hunt

    Air! Air!


    Atlas''s eyes flew open as he jolted upright, his body wracked with panic. He pounded on his chest with trembling hands, his wide eyes darting frantically.


    He couldn''t breathe!


    His face turned pale, he was confused and afraid. He didn''t know how to breathe, as if his body had forgotten the most fundamental of instincts.


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    His vision swam as he scanned his surroundings¡ªa tent, dimly lit, and empty except for him. No recollection of how he got there, no memory of what happened. Discover hidden stories at My Virtual Library Empire


    He needed to breathe!


    With what little strength he had, he tried to scream, "Ed¡­"


    The flap of the tent flew open, and someone burst in, rushing to his side. It was Edrik, who knelt down quickly, gripping Atlas''s shoulders and shaking him.


    "Atlas, calm down! Breathe, just breathe!" Edrik urged.


    Atlas clawed at his throat, his chest convulsing as he desperately tried to draw in air.


    He couldn''t.


    His skin turned icy, his face pale as death. His hands clutched his mouth as he gasped, but no relief came.


    Edrik slapped him on the back. Atlas choked, sputtering violently as a cough tore through him. He gasped, his body jerking as air finally rushed into his lungs.


    The sensation was overwhelming¡ªpainful, but also euphoric.


    Atlas gulped down air, his breaths sharp and ragged. His heart, which moments ago felt like it had stopped, now pounded in his chest.


    The color slowly returned to his face, and warmth began spreading through his body. He was still trembling, his breaths uneven, but his panicked gasps gradually softened as he fought to steady himself.


    Edrik handed him a bottle of water. "Here, drink this."


    Atlas grabbed it with shaky hands, tipping it to his lips. The water was cool as it slid down his throat, filling his empty stomach and calming his frayed nerves.


    He closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the sensation.


    When he opened them again, his mind felt clearer, his thoughts less scattered. He wiped his mouth, exhaling deeply.


    Edrik sat in front of him, a faint smile on his face. "You okay now?"


    Atlas turned to him and managed a weak smile in return.


    "I was terrified I''d never breathe again."


    Edrik chuckled softly, shaking his head. "You gave yourself quite a scare there, huh?"


    "What happened to me?" Atlas asked, his voice still shaky.


    Edrik gave a small bow, a faint smile on his face as he replied, "You, Morganna, and Baldric managed to defeat the Beastmaster Lord and his troops. It was a hard-fought victory, but after the battle, you collapsed. Baldric carried you back here."


    Atlas frowned, his brows furrowed. "I don''t remember any of that."


    Edrik nodded slowly. "That''s likely due to the effects of the Bloodlink Morganna applied to you during the fight."


    Hearing that, Atlas''s memory flickered. He recalled the moment Morganna activated the Bloodlink¡ªa temporary Vampire Mode that had allowed him to fight freely. The cold that should have slowed him down hadn''t affected him at all.


    He glanced at his hands. Pale. But not because he had transformed into a vampire¡ªno, the air around him was freezing. He could still feel his blood coursing through his veins, warm and human.


    Atlas took a deep breath and looked back at Edrik.


    "What''s happened to me? With the Bloodlink, and¡­ the vampire mode?"


    Edrik leaned back slightly. "The Bloodlink was a temporary skill that allowed Morganna to share a fragment of her vampiric power with you. It''s why you could ignore the cold, why you were so¡­ relentless in battle. But once the link was severed, your body likely couldn''t handle the abrupt loss of that borrowed strength. That''s why you collapsed."


    He continued, "It wasn''t just an exchange of blood¡ªit was a profound connection that altered you, even if temporarily."


    Atlas raised an eyebrow. "Altered me? How exactly?"


    Edrik nodded. "When Morgana drank your blood and shared hers with you, it created a circuit of energy between the two of you. Her blood is infused with vampiric energy, and for a brief moment, your body adapted to it. You weren''t transformed into a vampire, but the power coursing through you made it feel that way."


    "So that''s why I felt... unstoppable."


    "Exactly," Edrik said. "You experienced temporary vampiric traits¡ªenhanced strength, speed, heightened senses, and the ability to heal rapidly. But it wasn''t just physical. That energy also tapped into primal instincts¡ªdominance, hunger, survival. You felt a rush because it''s in the nature of vampiric power to be intoxicating."


    Atlas frowned, processing the explanation.


    "And now¡­ what has changed?"


    Edrik glanced at him thoughtfully. "While you''re not a vampire, remnants of her energy linger in your system. You might find that your healing is slightly faster than before or that you can endure more punishment in battle. It could even grant you a resistance to certain types of magic, like curses or dark energy."


    "That sounds... useful."


    Atlas couldn''t deny the exhilaration he''d felt while in Vampire Mode. It was as if he had become a more feral, powerful version of himself.


    In his normal state, he would''ve been shivering and fatigued, especially in an environment as unforgiving as this. But under the influence of the temporary vampire mode, those weaknesses had vanished completely.


    Still, he remembered his conversations with Edrik and Morganna a day ago. They had explained that the effectiveness of the vampire transformation was tied to the individual''s natural state. If someone was already at their peak in terms of talents, skills, and class, the transformation would be far more potent. That thought lingered in his mind as he considered what it might mean for him going forward.


    Deciding he''d thought enough for now, Atlas pushed aside the tent flap and stepped outside. He saw the troops gathered around, eating breakfast. The sun had begun its slow climb over the horizon.


    The raid from the previous night had yielded several valuable spoils, particularly the Frost Core. Baldric had already started using it to enhance the troops'' equipment, making them more resistant to the biting cold.


    They had also secured other useful items, like Thermal Stones, which generated a steady and enduring heat source, perfect for combat or camp use in frigid climates. There were also high-grade weapons and armor among the loot, befitting their victory over a Rank 2 Lord.


    As for the beasts from the battle, Baldric and Morganna had killed them all. That explained why breakfast this morning included bear meat, grilled and seasoned over the campfire. It wasn''t a bad haul at all; the troops seemed to appreciate the variety, happily eating and chatting among themselves.


    Atlas grabbed a plate of food and sat down among the soldiers, feeling the warmth of the fire.


    The group was better prepared now. The experience from the previous night had hardened their resolve, and with better protection against the cold, both physically and mentally, they were more equipped to face the challenges ahead.


    A short while later, Kurogasa arrived. The Ninja Rat moved with his usual calm demeanor, his expression unreadable despite spending the entire night scouting the island. It was as if exhaustion didn''t exist for him.


    Not long after Kurogasa''s return, the entire troop began preparing to move out. Their next destination was a cave Kurogasa had located during his reconnaissance. It was a safe spot for them to regroup and hunt.


    It wasn''t necessarily "safe"¡ªthe cave was home to numerous monsters they intended to hunt¡ªbut it seemed untouched by other Lords, at least for now.


    The plan was straightforward. They would hunt monsters in the area, using the battles to train and adapt to the hostile environment. The troops needed to hone their combat instincts and prepare for harsher engagements before targeting another Lord. With reinforcements still on the way, patience and preparation were their best strategy.


    "Let''s go," Atlas commanded.


    It was only the second day of the Dominion Skirmish, and already, Atlas had achieved a significant victory by taking down a Rank-2 Lord.


    How would the conflict unfold as they delved deeper into the island''s chaos?


    For now, one thing was certain¡ªKurogasa''s scouting efforts would prove invaluable. The Ninja Rat was ready to provide detailed insights about the potential threats and opponents awaiting them in this strange and dangerous domain.

 Chapter 133 - Mapping the Battlefield

    Atlas and his team set out toward the cave, their chosen hunting ground. Meanwhile, Kurogasa continued his scouting efforts, staying ahead of the group to ensure there were no potential threats, whether from monsters or enemy Lords, along their path.


    They couldn''t afford to encounter enemies or, worse, be discovered. The stakes were incredibly high. A confrontation, especially one that escalated and attracted the attention of other Lords in the area, could be catastrophic for Atlas. Operating without the support of an alliance on this island left no room for error.


    Their strategy during this early phase of the Dominion Skirmish was clear¡ªmap out the enemy forces, act as silently as possible, and avoid committing to full-scale confrontations. If they were to engage in battle, it had to be calculated and decisive. Getting caught in a prolonged fight or allowing their enemies to summon reinforcements would only leave them at a disadvantage.


    This wasn''t just a battle of strength¡ªit was a battle of precision and survival.


    Atlas walked at the front, with Edrik keeping pace beside him. They were revisiting the details of Kurogasa''s reconnaissance, though this time, it was Edrik recounting all the information.


    "There are three alliances on this island," Edrik began. "In addition to them, there are several independent Lords who are operating alone¡ªmuch like us." Read latest chapters at My Virtual Library Empire


    "To keep things simple," he continued, "let''s call them Alliance A, Alliance B, and Alliance C."


    According to Kurogasa''s observations, Alliance A was made up of four Lords. Based on their average level and combined power, he had identified them as the strongest group with the greatest potential to dominate this Dominion Skirmish.


    "It''s fascinating, really," Edrik mused. "What kind of confrontation might unfold if we run into them here?" He glanced at Atlas. "Your refusal to join their alliance could very well make you their primary target."


    "That settles it," Atlas said. "Alliance A is the group we need to avoid at all costs¡ªat least until we''ve gathered enough resources and are fully prepared to take them on."


    "Agreed," Edrik replied with a nod.


    Next was Alliance B. This group originally consisted of five Lords, but that number had dropped to four after Atlas eliminated one of them last night. Compared to Alliance A, their overall strength and composition were noticeably inferior.


    What made this information even more intriguing was the inclusion of Kaelzar among the four Lords. Kaelzar¡ªthe very same Lord who, just days ago on Celesthollow Island, had invited Atlas to join their ranks.


    As for Alliance C, they were made up of three Lords. By all accounts, they had the weakest troops and power structure among the three alliances.


    In addition to these alliances, there were also independent operators¡ªthree Rank 2 Lords and four Rank 1 Lords¡ªwho hadn''t aligned with any group.


    At present, the Central Fortress was firmly under the control of Alliance A. Alliance B had secured several outer forts. Meanwhile, Alliance C held part of the supply depots. S§×arch* The N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The details of this landscape were astonishingly precise, almost overwhelming in their depth. Kurogasa had not only collected valuable intelligence but had meticulously analyzed the strengths and strategies of each alliance and their Lords. It was difficult to imagine anyone entering this battle without such insights¡ªsurvival would become exponentially harder without this level of preparation.


    Even more intriguing was the presence of other Rank 1 Lords on the island. Atlas wasn''t the only one daring enough to venture into such perilous territory. Perhaps they, too, had powerful systems or contingencies that gave them the confidence to take this risk.


    "What about the strategies likely to be used by the Lords in this battle?" Atlas asked, breaking his train of thought.


    Edrik responded immediately. "Alliance A will undoubtedly focus their strength on the Central Fortress. They''ll aim to maintain dominance over the central zone by leveraging their superior troops and coordination. Constant rotations will keep their forces fresh, and they''ll only deploy small, tactical teams to counter any threats attempting to undermine their position."


    "That makes sense," Atlas said with a nod.


    "Alliance B," Edrik continued, "will stick to defending the outer forts while employing smaller guerrilla teams to harass Alliance A at the Central Fortress. Their focus will be on disrupting supply lines and launching hit-and-run attacks. They''ll avoid full-scale confrontations at all costs because their objective is to gradually chip away at Alliance A''s strength over time."


    Atlas nodded again, absorbing the explanation with a thoughtful expression.


    Edrik continued, "As for Alliance C, they are in the least advantageous position this time around. Their approach will likely be to exploit any opportunities to weaken both Alliance A and B while keeping their own losses to a minimum. They''ll rely heavily on stealth and ambush tactics to contest control over Supply Depots and smaller Outer Forts. Direct confrontation with Alliance A is something they''ll avoid¡ªunless, of course, a decisive opportunity presents itself."


    Atlas remained silent for a moment, processing everything Edrik had explained.


    Edrik, sensing Atlas''s focus, continued, "As for the Independent Lords, their primary goal is survival. They''ll focus on gathering resources and targeting smaller objectives to stay relevant in the game. Rank 2 Lords will likely target vulnerable areas or smaller groups, steering clear of any major alliances. Some may even attempt temporary alliances with either Alliance A or B if they see personal gain."


    "Rank 1 Lords, on the other hand, will stick to scavenging resources, hunting monsters, and avoiding significant skirmishes. They''re unlikely to play a major role in the larger battles unless they''re cornered or manage to secure an alliance."


    This strategy resonated with Atlas¡ªit was almost identical to what he was doing. He''d been focusing on resource scavenging and monster hunting while steering clear of large-scale battles. For a lone Lord, unaligned in a massive conflict like this, direct engagement with the alliances would almost certainly lead to devastating losses.


    "There are a few key objectives we can pursue if we want to secure victory in this Dominion Skirmish," Edrik said.


    Atlas turned his attention to him.


    "First," Edrik began, "we need to secure Supply Depots and Outer Forts as early as possible. This will give us a crucial resource advantage heading into the mid and late stages."


    "Next, avoid early engagements with Alliance A. With their superior troop strength and control over the Central Zone, a direct confrontation with them at this stage is a losing strategy."


    "Then, we focus on destabilizing Alliance B. They''ve already been weakened after losing a Lord. We should exploit this by applying pressure on their Outer Forts and Supply Depots."


    "Lastly, neutralize the Independent Lords. Either recruit or eliminate them strategically, especially the stronger Rank 2 Lords, to limit their potential influence on the battlefield."


    Atlas let a faint smile across his face as he listened. "Sounds simple enough, huh?"


    Edrik chuckled lightly in response. "It''s always best to present the strategy in its simplest form first. We can get into the details later."


    In the first week¡ªor this early phase¡ªthey planned to stick to their initial strategy: focusing on map control and resource securing. Thanks to Kurogasa, they were already executing this plan effectively.


    Afterward, their efforts would shift toward maximizing resource gathering. Meanwhile, Kurogasa would continue monitoring their adversaries, waiting for weaknesses to surface. Once any vulnerability was exposed, they would strike decisively to weaken their target.


    However, with Alliance A and Alliance B being the two strongest factions, Atlas could afford to let them clash and exhaust each other first. By waiting until their forces were sufficiently weakened, he could then exploit the aftermath to gain maximum advantage.


    Crafting a strategy in an environment like this demanded careful precision¡ªone wrong move could spell disaster, and lives would undoubtedly be the price.


    Finally, their journey brought them to their destination: a cave nestled deep within the Frost Forest. Its entrance was cleverly concealed by natural formations, but with a firm push, the narrow opening gave way, allowing the group to slip inside one by one.


    The air inside was thin, forcing them to use breathing aids to combat the low oxygen levels. Ducking low, they carefully adjusted to the darkness that enveloped them.


    After a few moments, their eyes adjusted to the dim light cast by the mana-infused crystals embedded in the cave walls. Though faint, the illumination was enough to guide them as they carefully navigated their surroundings.


    "We move slowly," Edrik ordered from the front. "Let''s find our target."

 Chapter 134 - The Breath of the Cave

    Lumen masks.


    These lightweight devices were crafted from woven elemental fibers designed to filter and enhance the air. Enchanted to draw oxygen directly from the ambient mana, the fibers emitted a faint glow when active. The straps hugged the user''s face snugly, adjusting automatically to create a perfect seal.


    Powered by Mana Crystals, this technology was a marvel from the Lower Lands, perfectly suited for situations like the one Atlas and his team now faced.


    In this cave, the oxygen levels were dangerously low. Without these masks, a person would likely collapse and lose their life within minutes.


    Though none of this posed any issue for Morganna. She could survive entirely without oxygen, unaffected by the cave''s harsh environment.


    She remained calm and composed among the group, her demeanor akin to a seasoned hunter guiding rookies through their first expedition. The Vampire Queen''s patience was remarkable, wasn''t it?


    Edrik glanced around at the others before talking via the chat feature.


    "Oxygen levels are critically low in this cave, and it''s going to get worse the deeper we go. Our goal is simple: enter, hunt the target, then retreat back to the entrance for rest and recovery," he explained, ensuring he had everyone''s full attention.


    "Our prey is a type of spider monster. They tend to stay in groups, making it nearly impossible to draw them out one by one. This will be a battle of endurance¡ªholding our ground against constant, multi-directional assaults. It''s the perfect training for prolonged combat scenarios."


    The team nodded in unison, the weight of their mission pressing down on them. This wasn''t just a battle against numerous, troublesome monsters with their web-spinning abilities¡ªit was also a test of their endurance in an environment where oxygen was scarce and every misstep could be fatal.


    Edrik then turned to Atlas and offered a small bow of respect. Atlas acknowledged with a curt nod, signaling his readiness.


    Meanwhile, Kurogasa positioned himself near the entrance, prepared to hold his ground and ensure no unexpected threats could disrupt the operation from behind.


    Though this choice meant a slight reduction in their overall combat strength, it was a calculated move. Sacrificing a bit of manpower to secure their rear was far better than risking an ambush that could catch them off guard.


    They were ready to venture into the heart of the cave.


    They moved swiftly through the cave''s winding tunnels. Surprisingly, the passages were wide enough to allow several people to walk side by side without feeling cramped. The air remained frigid, almost indistinguishable from the biting cold outside. Yet, here and there, traces of frozen lava flows could be seen etched into the floor¡ªclear evidence that this place wasn''t always encased in ice.


    So far, there were no signs of monsters. However, frozen spider webs clung to the cave''s corners and walls, serving as quiet reminders of the creatures lurking within.


    Had Kurogasa already scouted this far? The Ninja Rat''s efficiency was nothing short of extraordinary. His speed and precision allowed him to map out most of the island in less than 24 hours¡ªa truly remarkable feat.


    Eventually, they reached a section where the tunnel expanded into a much larger chamber. Here, the spider webs grew denser, covering the walls and stretching across parts of the floor. Baldric, at the front, raised his right hand, signaling the group to halt.


    He approached one of the frozen webs clinging to the cave wall. With a flick of his wrist, he summoned fire to his palm, using its heat to melt the icy coating on the strands. Occasionally, he struck at the webs with his hand, breaking the brittle ice.


    Atlas stood nearby, his brow furrowing as he glanced at Edrik. His unspoken question was met with a knowing response.


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    "Baldric''s fire isn''t ordinary, which is why it can burn steadily even in a place with such little oxygen."


    "Truly extraordinary."


    After successfully melting the ice, Baldric began pulling at the remnants of the spider webs. At a glance, it was clear how strong these webs were¡ªthey stretched taut but didn''t snap under pressure. With ease, he started rolling the webbing into a neat bundle, a grin spreading across his face as he turned to Atlas.


    "Is that Soulthread Weave?"


    Baldric nodded. "Yes¡­ though some of it is damaged. It''s going to be tough to gather enough for larger quantities, especially if we''re aiming to craft hundreds of items using this material."


    Atlas gave a small nod of understanding.


    Once Baldric had finished collecting the web, he stepped forward and stored the bundle into his inventory.


    "It''ll be far more efficient if we just kill the spiders directly and harvest their Soulthread Weave firsthand."


    With that, the group pressed onward. Although they occasionally came across more spider webs scattered throughout the cave, they ignored them, focusing instead on reaching the chamber where the cluster of spider monsters they sought was known to reside.


    The cave had several branching paths at various points, but the group opted to follow the routes Kurogasa had previously scouted.


    Still, it was highly likely that the cave harbored more than one type of creature. Its many diverging tunnels created ample space for different species to claim as their territory.


    They moved in complete silence. The dim glow from the cave walls offered just enough light to guide them, but the shadows pressed heavily around them. S§×arch* The N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Suddenly, Edrik raised his hand to signal another halt.


    From further down the tunnel, a faint movement came into view. Emerging from the shadows was a creature with glowing eyes, its gaze fixed on them. Standing roughly at Atlas''s chest height, it first appeared small¡ªuntil it stepped closer, revealing a massive frame supported by four powerful legs.


    It wasn''t a small monster at all. It was a Cave Wolf, a wolf-like creature whose size dwarfed that of an ordinary wolf, easily three or four times larger.


    [Deep Howler Lv. 98]


    Garen, the leader of the Cinder, strode forward confidently, taking the lead as he surged ahead of the group. With swift precision, he led the charge, followed closely by the rest of his team, passing Atlas and the other elite subordinates.


    The team surrounded the wolf and attacked from all sides. Within moments, they managed to land a decisive strike, plunging their weapons deep into the creature''s belly. The massive wolf staggered and collapsed, succumbing to its injuries almost instantly.


    The battle seemed relatively easy¡ªuntil more glowing eyes appeared in the darkness. From the distance, several pairs of predatory gazes closed in on them.


    The wolves advanced swiftly, their powerful strides closing the gap in no time. Garen braced himself, meeting the pack''s synchronized attack head-on. He held firm against their assault, but as the wolves began to encircle him, nearly the entire team joined the fray to hold them off.


    Edrik glanced at Atlas and gave a small nod. Without hesitation, Atlas and his elite subordinates leapt into the fight, bolstering their team''s defense against the wolf monsters.


    These wolves were no ordinary beasts. Their speed and hit-and-run tactics made them formidable opponents, far more challenging than the first. Despite their skill, Atlas''s group had to work together to counter the wolves'' relentless movements.


    Fortunately, there were only seven of the creatures, making the battle manageable. Though it took considerable effort, the team''s superior coordination and discipline allowed them to overpower the wolves.


    At last, the final creature fell, and the chamber fell silent once more.


    The skirmish, though brief, was enough to get their blood pumping in the frigid temperature of the cave. It served as a decent warm-up against the biting cold.


    Baldric motioned toward the wolf carcasses. Without hesitation, he stored them in his inventory.


    "Their hides make excellent light armor," he said with a grin.


    The group advanced cautiously, their senses on high alert for any signs of another ambush.


    Before long, they neared the area Kurogasa said to be home to the cluster of spider monsters they were hunting.


    Ahead, the tunnel widened into a vast chamber, its sheer size an ominous prelude to the battle that awaited them.


    Edrik turned to the team, his expression serious as he issued a final warning.


    "They''re weak to fire. Anyone with fire abilities, prioritize burning the webs they''ll shoot at us. If you''re hit, burn it off quickly before it hardens and restricts your movement. Stay alert."


    The team nodded in unison, their understanding clear. Everyone readied themselves, gripping their weapons tightly as they prepared to face what lay ahead.


    Judging by the level of the wolf monsters they had faced earlier, it was clear that the spiders they were about to hunt would be at least as strong, if not stronger.


    They stepped cautiously into the larger chamber. Atlas took the lead, venturing further inside. The moment he did, his instincts flared.


    Looking up, he spotted an unusual swirl of elemental particles spiraling chaotically near the high ceiling. His eyes narrowed as he adjusted to the dim light, and then he saw them¡ªseveral pairs of glowing eyes snapping open. The creatures began detaching from the cave''s roof.


    They didn''t need further confirmation to grasp the gravity of the situation. They were surrounded.


    Edrik''s calm voice broke the tense silence. "Thirty-five of them," he confirmed.

 Chapter 135 - Arachnyte Specters

    And there it was, finally clear to see¡ªthe creatures they had been hunting. The elusive and perilous Arachnyte Specters.


    [Arachnyte Specter Lv. 97]


    [Arachnyte Specter Lv. 99]


    [Rare - Arachnyte Specter Lv. 121]


    In the suffocating darkness of the cave, the only source of illumination came from the dim, unsettling glow of the monsters'' many eyes, scattered across their grotesque, angular heads. Gradually, they began their descent, dangling from silken threads of webbing that shimmered faintly in the faint, shadowy light.


    The team quickly prepared themselves, activating their party buff skills. Atlas joined in, enabling his own preparation abilities.


    The Arachnyte Specters were versatile foes, capable of launching ranged attacks while also engaging in brutal close combat when their prey was sufficiently restrained by the webs they hurled.


    Edrik took command, laying out their strategy with authority. "Focus on the same target, one at a time. Groups of five on each spider. They''ll only attack from a distance at first, throwing webs. They won''t engage in melee unless provoked by ranged attacks or when they feel cornered. That''s when they''ll come down¡ªour opportunity to strike."


    He continued, "Avoid their bites and the venom they can spit. If anyone gets hit, heal immediately or burn the webs and venom with fire to reduce the damage. Aim to inflict wounds directly on their bodies; their legs and webbing are distractions."


    Team Cinder, consisting of 20 members, was already divided into four squads of five, a formation planned well in advance. Meanwhile, Edrik, Morganna, Baldric, and Atlas would face a single Arachnyte Specter on their own, taking the most dangerous role in the fight. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire


    The cave grew tense as the team assumed their positions, their eyes fixed on the glowing forms of their targets. The battle was about to begin.


    The spiders descended one by one from the vast ceiling of the cavern, their bodies roughly the size of an average human. Their movements were slow, methodical, and disturbingly deliberate, as though each one instinctively understood exactly where to position itself to trap its prey. Every subgroup of the team was already locked onto its chosen target, the hunt meticulously organized.


    "Attack!"


    With that command, arrows and fire magic filled the air.


    Swoosh! Swoosh! BOOM! KABOOM!


    Explosions of magic and projectiles struck one of the spiders, eliciting a piercing screech. The sound echoed throughout the cavern, soon mirrored by other spiders, as if the cry was a signal rallying them.


    Then it happened.


    Without warning, massive webs were launched from all directions, thick and glistening, aimed straight at the group.


    Just as the sticky threads were about to entangle them, a surge of blazing fire erupted, burning through the webs in mid-air.


    Baldric, standing near the center of the fray, sighed as he released another burst of flames.


    "Oh... the precious threads," he muttered with mock regret.


    More webs were hurled at them, forcing the troops to hack and slash through the sticky strands using weapons imbued with fire elements. The long-range attackers continued to rain down their assaults on the closest spiders, chipping away at their health, while the melee fighters worked furiously to keep the advancing webs at bay.


    The fight dragged on, growing more chaotic. Some of the webs began to land, immobilizing a few of the team members.


    "Help! I can''t move!" one called out, struggling against the hardened threads.


    "My hands are stuck!" another shouted, their voice tinged with panic.


    The team worked tirelessly to free those caught, burning the webs before they could fully harden and trap their comrades. The flames flared repeatedly across the battlefield, creating brief moments of relief, but the spiders'' relentless attacks were unyielding. The cavern was alive with the sounds of combat¡ªclashing weapons, spells being cast, and the ominous hissing of the Arachnyte Specters.


    They continued with the same strategy, patiently waiting for one of the spiders to lose its composure and descend to the ground. Eventually, it happened¡ªone of the creatures, its web ignited by fire, fell from above with a screech.


    Immediately, a subgroup sprang into action. The tank charged forward, bashing the spider with his shield while swords, spears, and arrows rained down in unison, landing precise strikes.


    "Watch out for the venom!" Edrik called out.


    The spider retaliated, spewing a stream of venom toward the frontline. The tank raised his shield just in time, deflecting most of it, but some of the venom splashed onto his face.


    Panic set in as the tank stumbled backward, frantically wiping at his face while inadvertently dislodging his breathing apparatus.


    "Help! Help!" he gasped, struggling to protect himself.


    One of his teammates darted forward, quickly reattaching the device and securing it back in place. Meanwhile, another melee combatant stepped in, switching roles seamlessly to hold the line and keep the spider at bay.


    The group regained their footing, their coordinated teamwork preventing disaster as they refocused on their relentless foe.


    Several more spiders began to fall from their webs, and another subgroup, led by Garen, rushed forward to engage them.


    On the other side of the battlefield, Morganna seemed to lose her patience with their cautious, methodical approach. Without a word, she dashed into the shadows, vanishing completely.


    Moments later, she reappeared in mid-air, slashing furiously at one of the spiders still hanging from its web. Her strikes were relentless, shredding the creature as it screeched in pain.


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    But the Vampire Queen didn''t respond, continuing her brutal assault with cold precision.


    More spiders began to drop, and the subgroups swiftly engaged in their individual battles. The remaining spiders, still suspended above, rained down webbing in an attempt to control the fight. Their relentless attacks forced the team to constantly balance offense and defense, doubling the difficulty of the already chaotic battle.


    In the midst of this frenzy, pain was no longer a concern for the team. The bone-chilling cold that permeated the cavern ignited into fierce determination the moment their weapons were in hand and their skills were cast.


    In a fight like this, hesitation wasn''t an option. If they wanted to survive, the only path was to rise and fight back. Victory wasn''t just an aspiration¡ªit was the only outcome they could accept, and they were determined to claim it!


    Another spider plummeted to the ground with a deafening, ear-splitting screech.


    Atlas gripped his Legendary-grade Wavebreaker Spear, the weapon''s intricate design glowing faintly as energy began to envelop him. A swirl of water intertwined with crackling gold lightning danced around his body.


    He let out a faint smile¡ªthere was something invigorating about facing a battle head-on, something that made his body respond instinctively.


    Without hesitation, he launched forward, his movements leaving a shimmering afterimage in his wake as the glow illuminated the area briefly.


    Charging directly at his spider opponent, he spun his spear with precision, releasing an explosive burst of lightning energy as he struck. The spear''s power connected perfectly, hitting the spider squarely on its head.


    Atlas retreated as he waited for another opening to strike. But to his dismay, his attack didn''t seem to have inflicted significant damage. The spider, now agitated, reared back and began firing webbing from its abdomen, large strands arcing through the air toward Atlas.


    He moved with agility, rolling and leaping to narrowly dodge the sticky traps around him. But without mastery over fire elements¡ªor any significant skills focused on fire¡ªhe had no way to burn through the webs if he got caught. This left him no choice but to stay razor-sharp, fully focused on evasion.


    "Zefyros!"


    A roar of crackling lightning and swirling water erupted in the air as Atlas''s summon, Zefyros, materialized. The elemental spirit let out a booming cry before unleashing a torrent of water that crashed into the spider, accompanied by lightning that stunned it momentarily.


    "Opening!"


    He dashed forward once more, targeting the spider''s weak spot¡ªthe part of its body between the abdomen and its main torso, the section most vulnerable to attack. With all his strength, he struck, landing a powerful blow directly on the creature''s exposed area.


    However, Atlas was just a fraction too slow. The spider, refusing to relent, lunged forward aggressively. Its gaping maw, large enough to swallow a human head whole, opened wide, and a jet of venom shot out with alarming speed, heading straight for him.


    Atlas gripped his spear tightly, his mind racing. He had to dodge¡ªbut the attack was too fast, and the venom was already closing in.


    In that split second, he realized with dread that there was no way to fully avoid it.


    The venom was going to hit him¡ªright in the face!

 Chapter 136 - Threads of Survival

    The venom shot toward Atlas at an alarming speed, too fast for him to evade. There was no escape. The only option was to take the hit and recover later¡ªbut how fatal would the venom be if it struck him directly?


    He clenched his teeth, his mind racing. He couldn''t afford even a single hit in this battle. Every ounce of strength needed to be preserved; any injury, no matter how small, could jeopardize his performance in the long run.


    And then, without warning, his body flared with fire¡ªsudden and intense.


    The venom fluid ignited the moment it touched the fiery aura enveloping him, burning away harmlessly before it could reach his skin.


    Opportunity struck.


    "Lightning Step!"


    With a burst of crackling speed, Atlas dashed away from danger, moving so fast that he briefly left a glowing trail behind him. In the split second of motion, he glanced sideways and noticed Garen standing at a distance, grinning as he held his weapon aloft. The fire skill¡ªit was his doing.


    Atlas gave a small nod of acknowledgment before focusing back on the fight. He regained his positioning, ready to strike again. He couldn''t waste the advantage he''d gained.


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    Atlas gripped his spear tighter and charged forward. He aimed for the same spot he had already managed to wound on the spider''s tough, armored body, determined to inflict as much damage as possible on its vulnerable point!


    Atlas continued his relentless assault on the spider, his movements sharp and precise. Zefyros darted around the monster, drawing little attention from the creature as it focused on Atlas.


    The spider let out a deafening screech, its high-pitched wail echoing through the cavern.


    Atlas pressed on, attacking, dodging, and shifting his position constantly. He used the spider''s massive size to his advantage, maneuvering nimbly around it, always targeting its flanks to stay out of the path of its venomous sprays. S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Webs shot toward him repeatedly, and although a few managed to catch his spear, the crackling energy of lightning surrounding it destroyed the threads.


    Lightning¡ªan elemental fusion of fire and air¡ªproved to be a perfect weapon. While its focus was speed and lethal damage, it also weakened the grip of the webs, neutralizing much of the spider''s crowd control attempts.


    Atlas''s persistence paid off. His repeated strikes began to wear down the spider. A strange fluid oozed from a growing wound on its side, the result of his relentless targeting of the same spot.


    With every strike, the creature''s movements grew slower and more unsteady. He even managed to injure several of its legs, throwing off its balance and making its movements far less agile than before.


    Whenever the spider attempted to retreat upward into the safety of its webs, Atlas disrupted its efforts, forcing it to crash back to the ground.


    Victory was within reach. His confidence surged as he pressed the advantage, determined to finish the fight. He could defeat this spider!


    With a piercing cry of determination, Atlas let out a sharp yell, channeling all his energy into delivering his final attack skills. He readied his spear, which crackled with golden lightning as the skill activated.


    [Elite - Thunderpierce Thrust (Active Skill) Lv. 7]


    The spear shot forward like a bolt of lightning, perfectly timed to strike just as the spider opened its massive maw. The weapon pierced through the roof of its mouth with a sickening crunch, bursting through the top of its head. Strange fluids sprayed out from the devastating wound, splattering across the ground.


    Wasting no time, Atlas swiftly pulled his spear free and followed up with another skill.


    [Elite - Flurry of Spears (Active) Lv. 4]


    The spear became a blur as it thrust repeatedly, each strike landing on the spider''s head with lightning-fast precision. Blow after blow hammered the already weakened monster, until it finally let out one last guttural screech and collapsed.


    The familiar notification appeared, confirming the spider''s death and his hard-fought victory.


    He''d won!


    But¡­ The battle was far from over. The cavern still swarmed with Arachnyte Specters.


    Atlas quickly scanned the battlefield, assessing the situation. Noticing one of the subgroups struggling against their opponent, he sprinted toward them without hesitation.


    "Focus on healing your allies!" he shouted.


    At the same time, he relayed the command through the team''s chat feature, ensuring everyone got the message.


    Closing the distance, Atlas launched a powerful attack at the spider the team of five was fighting, drawing its attention.


    "Fall back, anyone who''s injured! Pull back and recover!" he ordered.


    Several of the troops bore visible wounds, their armor cracked and their movements sluggish. Their comrades quickly helped them retreat to a safer area to regroup and heal.


    No one could be lost in this battle. They had to hold their ground and survive, no matter the cost.


    More spiders descended from the cavern''s roof, their numbers increasing rapidly. The subgroups, which had initially been handling one spider at a time, now found themselves outnumbered, fighting two monsters simultaneously.


    The elite subordinates were locked in their own intense battles with no opportunity to assist the troops. If they moved closer to the struggling teams, it would only draw the monsters toward them, worsening the situation.


    Atlas gritted his teeth and maintained his focus, aiming to dispatch the weakened spider as quickly as possible.


    With a decisive blow, he finally brought the creature down.


    "Another one down," he muttered, but there was no time to celebrate.


    The team regrouped momentarily, assessing their condition. Those with severe injuries were carried to the rear by their companions, retreating from the immediate danger zone. The chilling cold, oppressive darkness, and thin oxygen in the cavern made it clear that carelessness was not an option.


    The support healers worked tirelessly, but their magic couldn''t fully restore the wounded in such a short time. Strategic retreats were the only way to ensure survival in this grueling environment.


    The team that had successfully taken down their target quickly regrouped to assist others, but the spiders were now more concentrated. Each group faced two or even three spiders at once, making the battle exponentially harder.


    Atlas scanned the battlefield again, his sharp gaze falling on Baldric, who was locked in a struggle with three spiders at the same time. While Baldric''s tanking abilities allowed him to withstand significant damage, his lack of speed made it difficult for him to handle so many opponents simultaneously.


    It didn''t help that combat wasn''t Baldric''s primary focus¡ªhe was a blacksmith. His fighting skills were secondary, though even that made him an invaluable asset to the team.


    The elite subordinates like Baldric were highly skilled, with plenty of experience and untapped potential. However, these spiders were nearly double their level, and raw power mattered in such a fight. Among them, only Morganna seemed capable of fully overcoming the level gap, thanks to her incredible regeneration and deadly offensive capabilities.


    Seeing Baldric''s struggle, Atlas didn''t hesitate. He sprinted to assist, using the spiders'' focus on Baldric to his advantage. With their attention diverted, Atlas launched precise strikes at their exposed sides, delivering clean and effective hits.


    Atlas prioritized the spider that was already weakened. With its movements slowing, he unleashed a powerful attack that staggered it. The creature faltered, its momentum broken.


    "Finish it!" Atlas called out.


    Baldric seized the opportunity, raising his massive hammer high. With a decisive swing, he brought it crashing down on the spider''s head, shattering it with a sickening crunch. The creature collapsed, lifeless.


    "That''s one less to worry about!" Baldric said.


    Atlas nodded, his focus already shifting to the remaining spiders. The battle was far from over.


    Until.


    Finally¡­


    After an arduous, hard-fought battle, the last spider monster fell, its massive body collapsing under the decisive strike of Garen, the leader of Team Cinder.


    The exhausted troops dropped to the ground, breathing heavily, their bodies bloodied and battered. Many of their injuries bled freely, though the freezing cold of the cavern caused the blood to crust and freeze almost immediately.


    Atlas sprinted toward the fallen troops, joined by others from the team, checking their conditions one by one. They carefully ensured the breathing devices were still secured to their faces, allowing them to continue breathing in the thin, frigid air.


    Those too injured to stand were carefully carried out of the spider chamber and placed against the walls of the tunnel leading out.


    The healers, though only three in number, immediately got to work. However, one of them was a hybrid caster who also specialized in offensive magic, limiting their ability to heal everyone quickly. The severity of the injuries made it clear that recovery would take time.


    "We''ll return to the cavern entrance immediately," Atlas commanded.


    He turned to Baldric, who stood nearby, his body still bearing traces of blood that evaporated into smoke as his fiery aura burned it away.


    "I''ll stay here and begin harvesting the threads."


    Atlas hesitated, weighing the risks. Leaving Baldric behind alone wasn''t exactly ideal. After a brief pause, he turned his attention to Edrik.


    "I''ll lead the injured troops to safety," Edrik said before Atlas could even ask. "As long as we follow the path we came in on, we shouldn''t encounter too many issues."


    Atlas gave him a nod of approval, his gaze briefly shifting to Morganna as she appeared beside them.


    Atlas thought for a moment before giving his final orders. "Morganna, Baldric, and I will remain here to ensure the threads are fully harvested. The rest of you, focus on regrouping and recovering."


    The victory was theirs, hard-earned and without any casualties. Despite the many injuries, the outcome was worth the effort.


    But this was only the beginning. The cavern stretched deeper into the mountain, filled with more chambers¡ªand more monsters waiting to be slain. They needed to press on, no matter what challenges awaited.

 Chapter 137 - Surrounded by Giants

    Emerald Glade Island.


    In a clearing surrounded by towering trees, the ruins of an ancient temple stood at the center, its crumbling stone walls weathered with age. Around it, a few tents were set up, and soldiers moved about¡ªsome sharpening weapons, others talking quietly.


    Suddenly, a girl with rabbit ears emerged from the shadowy tree line. Her light steps and cheerful expression instantly drew the attention of everyone around.


    "Who is that?"


    "A beastkin?"


    "A¡­ cute beastkin!"


    "Hi, everyone!" the bunny girl chirped, waving enthusiastically with an innocent smile plastered across her face.


    "Someone call the lord!"


    "Call the lord? For what? It''s only a single beastkin."


    "But¡­ she''s so cute¡­" another muttered, his cheeks flushing slightly as he tried to avoid eye contact.


    The murmuring crowd grew quiet as two imposing figures approached from deeper in the camp.


    One was a hulking man wielding a massive battle axe strapped across his back. Beside him walked a shorter, rounder man draped in a gold robe.


    "That is¡­ undeniably a cute beastkin," the merchant lord remarked.


    "Looks like our enemy''s trying to toy with us," the axe warrior growled. "Sending an innocent-looking bunny girl to lure us into lowering our guard? What a dumb trick."


    "She doesn''t seem dangerous at all," the merchant lord said with a dismissive wave. "Let''s just take her. She might be useful. And if she does resist, we''ll deal with her easily."


    The axe warrior smirked. "Yeah, her tiny frame wouldn''t stand a chance. If she tries anything, I''ll cleave her in half before she knows what hit her."


    The two lords advanced toward the girl, who still wore a wide, sunny smile. But as they got closer, something seemed to shift. The axe warrior hesitated for a moment, swallowing hard as a faint bead of sweat formed on his brow. His grip on the axe slackened, and after an awkward moment, he stored it in his inventory, almost reflexively.


    "Let me handle her," the merchant lord insisted, stepping forward with exaggerated confidence. "She''s harmless. You stay back."


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    "No, you step back," the axe warrior shot back. "I''ll deal with her myself."


    The merchant lord smirked knowingly. "What''s this? You already have a wife. What would she say if she knew you were interested in this bunny girl?"


    "Why bring my wife into this? We''re in the middle of a lord battle, for crying out loud!"


    "I know what you''re thinking. You''re intrigued by her, aren''t you?"


    "That''s a ridiculous accusation," the axe warrior grumbled, his face turning a shade of red.


    "Then step back. Let me handle her. She''s harmless, like I said."


    "Shut up," the axe warrior snapped. "We''ll both talk to her."


    The bunny girl waved at them again, completely unfazed by the rising tension. "Hi, Mr. Axe, and Mr. Chubby!" she called out with an innocent tilt of her head.


    "What?" The merchant lord froze mid-step. "She called me Mr. Chubby¡­ Not bad, I guess?."


    "Yeah¡­" the axe warrior muttered, his tone softening slightly. "She called me Mr. Axe. I¡­ kinda like that."


    "H-hi, you two¡­" the bunny girl continued, her cheerful voice cutting through the awkward silence. She waved again as if oblivious to the two lords who were clearly grappling with their pride and confusion.


    The merchant lord stepped closer to the bunny girl. "Hi there¡­ I saw your troops. In fact, our spies already spotted you¡ªabout forty of them, hiding in the forest. Did your lord send you here?"


    "Yes," the bunny girl replied cheerfully, nodding her head repeatedly with an innocent smile.


    The merchant lord paused, swallowing hard as if he were unsure how to proceed. He raised a hand to stop the axe warrior, who was about to speak.


    "Your lord must be a coward," the merchant lord finally said. "Sending a poor little girl like you here? We could easily capture you and make your lord regret his actions. Honestly, it''s shameful. Your lord should''ve sent real warriors to fight."


    "My lord is on the other island," the bunny girl responded casually, as if discussing the weather.


    "And what are you all doing here?"


    "We want that," she said, pointing toward the temple ruin¡ªthe very central fortress of the island.


    The merchant lord burst into laughter. "That''s hilarious. Do you think this is some sort of game? We''re not fooling around here. This is a war. I suggest you and your group leave immediately, or bring your lord here to fight properly. I''m not cruel enough to slaughter weak troops abandoned by their lord, like you lot. You see, we have five lords in this alliance. This is an easy win for us."


    "No, Mr. Chubby," the bunny girl said, her voice sweet and calm as she tilted her head. "We''re definitely planning to take the central fortress. And I just wanted to let you know¡­ if you don''t hand it over nicely, we might have to cause a little bit of trouble."


    She giggled softly, as if her words were part of a lighthearted joke.


    "Bring your lord here, because we''re not messing around!" the axe warrior barked, raising his voice. But he halted mid-sentence as the merchant lord raised a hand to stop him.


    "Lower your voice, dumbass," the merchant lord muttered.


    He then stepped closer to the bunny girl, looking down at her with a smug expression. "Hey, poor little girl. I told you already¡ªthis island is secure and will soon be ours. So¡­ any resistance from you is completely¡ª"


    His words were suddenly cut off. The merchant lord''s voice faltered, his face twisting into confusion and pain. He looked down, and there, sticking out of his belly, was the dagger the bunny girl had silently drawn and plunged into him.


    "Damn it! How could you let yourself get stabbed so easily?!" the axe warrior roared, pulling his weapon from his inventory and gripping it tightly as he prepared to charge.


    But before he could move, the bunny girl kept attacking. Her innocent smile remained plastered on her face as she ruthlessly drove her dagger into the merchant lord''s stomach, chest, and neck with a series of swift, precise strikes.


    Blood sprayed into the air, splattering across her face and clothing as the merchant lord dropped to his knees, his body trembling and weakening with each passing second. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Still smiling sweetly, the bunny girl tilted her head and spoke in a calm, almost playful tone. "I told you¡­ we wanted to do this the nice way."


    The axe warrior''s fury erupted as he lunged toward her, his weapon raised high, ready to cleave her in half. But then¡ªhe stopped dead in his tracks.


    His steps faltered as something shifted in the air around them.


    The camp erupted into chaos as troops poured out of their tents, weapons drawn and faces grim. The clattering of steel filled the clearing as the soldiers formed a defensive line, preparing to retaliate.


    And yet¡­ no one attacked.


    Even the strongest, most battle-hardened warriors hesitated, their movements stiff and uncertain as they faced the bunny girl.


    And then, the sound of chaos erupted from the forest. Birds scattered into the sky, their frantic flapping blending with the echo of something heavy¡ªsomething massive¡ªslamming into the earth again and again.


    The booming thuds were relentless, each one sending faint vibrations through the ground.


    "What''s that sound?" someone murmured, their voice trembling.


    The forest stirred as figures began to emerge from between the towering trees. At first, they were humans¡ªwarriors stepping into the clearing. But then¡­ something else followed.


    A low, creaking groan filled the air, accompanied by the rhythmic crackling of wood bending under immense force. Out of the shadows of the trees came humanoid figures, their bodies seemingly constructed from the forest itself¡ªtree creatures.


    The ground trembled once more as another presence made itself known. From behind the thick tree trunks, a towering figure emerged¡ªa creature crafted entirely from wood, standing several times taller than an average human. And it wasn''t alone.


    First, there were two. No, three. Then more¡ªdozens of the massive tree-like beings began to appear.


    The sound of breaking branches and heavy footfalls didn''t cease, and the forest seemed to pulse with life as these creatures emerged in an overwhelming tide. From their sheer numbers alone, it became painfully clear: the camp was surrounded.


    Dozens of tree giants¡­ no, perhaps hundreds of soldiers, both human and not, stood encircling them, watching from the tree line. There was no escape, no room for retreat. The troops in the camp exchanged panicked glances, gripping their weapons tighter.


    The axe warrior, who had been frozen in place moments ago, now found his hands trembling¡ªnot from rage, but from the sheer realization of what they were up against.


    The bunny girl, still smiling, remained eerily calm, as if the chaos around her was nothing more than part of the plan.


    "Now¡­ leave this island immediately, or shall we continue playing?"


    At that moment, the bunny girl''s sweet smile thinned, her lips curling into something far less innocent. Her eyes shifted abruptly, glowing a menacing red.

 Chapter 138 - The Count to Doom

    Azure Dunes.


    The sun blazed mercilessly over the barren island, its heat bearing down on the flat expanse of land dotted with tall dunes of sand. Though a massive lake shimmered in the distance, its presence did little to alleviate the harsh reality¡ªthis island was one of the most challenging places to find cover or refuge.


    Hidden caves lay buried beneath the sands, and small rocky hills surrounded the lake, offering minor concealment. But for Milo, Karian, and the combined forces of Team Aether and Team Dusk, none of that mattered now.


    They stood at a dry patch of land in the middle of the arid terrain, surrounded by brittle grass that crackled underfoot. From every direction, enemy forces encircled them, cutting off all escape routes. The hostile army spread out across the dunes, leaving no room to maneuver.


    "There are about 200 of them," Ronan, the leader of Team Dusk, said, standing beside Karian.


    "Hah! It looks like they can''t wait to throw their lives away," Karian replied, his greatsword resting on his broad shoulder. His tall, muscular frame exuded confidence as he surveyed the situation, unfazed by the overwhelming numbers.


    Meanwhile, Zara stood next to Milo, her face tense as she glanced at the enemies surrounding them.


    Milo''s hands trembled slightly, and his face was pale, sweat trickling down his temples¡ªnot from the scorching heat, but from the sheer dread coursing through him.


    "Th-their numbers¡­ th-they''re way too many¡­ Karian¡­" Milo stammered, his voice shaky with fear. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    One of the enemies, a man riding a massive rhino-like beast, approached with the thunderous stomps of his mount, sending clouds of dust swirling into the air. He was clad in heavy armor, his expression twisted into a smug, mocking grin as he closed the distance.


    "Hey, you pathetic troops! You don''t stand a chance. Have you written your wills for your heirs yet?!" the man taunted.


    Karian stepped forward and replied with a sharp grin.


    "Yo, I think it''s you who should be doing that. Because my greatsword is going to take all your heads off in one swing."


    The opposing lord, a bulky man with long black hair flowing behind him, laughed heartily at Karian''s boldness.


    "Hahaha! I have to admit, I respect your confidence. But don''t worry¡ªwe''re generous enough to offer you an opportunity. Retreat now and abandon your mission. Wouldn''t that be better? Your struggle doesn''t have to end in death. You can go home and rest peacefully. Isn''t that a kindness on our part?"


    In the Dominion Skirmish, every team has the option to abandon their battle, effectively forfeiting the island. However, this comes with strict conditions: a retreat must be declared outside of active battle mode. Once a team retreats, they permanently lose their chance to compete for that island, marking it as surrendered.


    This rule exists to give participating lords a way out if they determine their chances of victory are slim. Surrender is rarely an option for proud lords, but here, the enemy lord dangled it mockingly before them, confident they were outmatched.


    "That should be my line!" Karian roared.


    He continued. "You all leave this place now. Retreat and go back to your island. I''ll give you ten seconds. If you don''t, we''ll go all out, and I promise not a single one of you will leave here alive."


    At Karian''s words, his troops immediately readied their weapons. There wasn''t a single hint of doubt in their eyes, even though they were outnumbered nearly four to one. No matter how well-trained or skilled Karian''s group was, the odds were impossible. Four to one was nothing short of suicide.


    But none of that seemed to matter to Gacha Haven and the troops.


    "Ten!" Karian began counting.


    The opposing lord sneered, his mocking grin replaced by a flash of frustration. "You fools have no respect for your lives! Have you lost your mind? I said retreat! We''d rather not dirty our hands with your blood. You''d be wise to reconsider, so we don''t have to waste our energy beheading you all."


    "Seven!" Karian continued, ignoring the taunt.


    The enemy lord raised his right hand, signaling to his troops and allies. Without hesitation, they moved into formation, encircling Karian''s group from every direction. The sound of weapons being drawn filled the air as the enemy tightened their hold.


    "There''s no chance you''ll win this! This is suicide!" the enemy lord shouted. "Retreat now, and you can still live to see tomorrow!"


    "Five!" Karian''s count continued, his hand gripping the hilt of his greatsword tightly.


    Karian continued walking forward, his steps steady, his voice unyielding as he kept counting. "Four."


    "I said stop!" the enemy lord barked, frustration boiling over in his voice.


    Around twenty enemy troops broke formation and rushed forward, attempting to block Karian''s advance.


    "Three!" Karian called out, his voice louder now. "Still no retreat? Do you all want to die?!"


    "You''ve lost your mind!" the enemy lord shouted back. "I''ll kill you before you finish counting!"


    "Two," Karian said, a thin, dangerous smile spreading across his face as his eyes locked on the enemy troops closing in on him.


    The enemy troops surged toward him, weapons raised, their intent clear.


    But Karian didn''t flinch. His hands gripped the hilt of his greatsword tightly as flames erupted from the blade, roaring to life and engulfing it in searing heat.


    "I said retreat! You''ve brought doom upon yourselves!" Karian roared.


    In an instant, he charged forward, his greatsword blazing like an inferno. His movement was impossibly fast, his fiery blade carving through the air with devastating force.


    A single massive slash tore through the enemy troops, the fire exploding outward like a wave, scorching the battlefield. The strike was so overwhelming that the advancing troops had no time to react. The force hurled a dozen of them backward, their bodies colliding with the ground in lifeless heaps.


    The enemy lord stood frozen, his face pale with shock as he watched Karian''s raw power cut through his troops like paper.


    The remaining enemy forces raised their weapons. The battlefield tensed as the troops prepared to retaliate.


    Zara, standing right beside Milo, reached out and gently grasped his trembling left hand.


    Milo froze and turned his head to look at her.


    Zara met his gaze, her expression calm but resolute. She smiled softly.


    "Mr. Milo, we''re here together, facing the same enemy. We''ll fight together. No one will be left behind¡ªwe''ll protect each other and stay together until the very end. Just like Lord Atlas said."


    For a moment, Milo stood in silence. The tension around them was so thick, with the others stealing quick glances at the scene. They all saw it clearly¡ªthe fear etched across Milo''s pale, trembling face was suddenly replaced by something¡­ darker.


    His stiff expression hardened, and then, slowly, a smile crept across his lips. But it wasn''t a calm or reassuring smile¡ªit was grim, cold, and filled with unrelenting malice.


    "Yeah¡­" Milo murmured, his voice low and chilling. "We need to obliterate our enemies into pieces."


    And then it happened. A dark energy began to swirl around him, cloaking his entire body in a sinister shadow. The raw power pulsed violently, causing his hair to stand on end as the energy coursed through him.


    Zara released his hand and took a step back as she watched Milo transform.


    Milo turned to face the advancing enemy troops, his grin widening. He began to walk toward them, slow and deliberate, the shadowy aura intensifying with every step.


    Milo tore off his shirt, revealing a body now several times larger than before. The shadow-like power wrapped around him, making him look monstrous, his form exuding sheer intimidation.


    "You pieces of trash¡­ scum¡­ children of whores," Milo growled, his voice deep and distorted. "I''ll teach you exactly how to behave. And your first lesson¡­" He bared his teeth in a feral grin. "Is having your heads smashed into pieces!"


    Immediately after that, chaos erupted.


    Raze, now fully transformed, charged forward at an incredible speed, meeting the dozens of enemies head-on with unrelenting power.


    Karian? He had already launched himself into the fray, tearing through the battlefield with brutal ferocity.


    Meanwhile, Team Aether and Team Dusk held their positions, forming a defensive line to brace for the oncoming assault. Magic spells and arrows flew through the air, weaving between shouts and the clang of weapons. They healed, defended, and maintained their ground, each member fighting to hold the line against the overwhelming enemy numbers.


    The clash was deafening. Steel met steel, fire and shadow collided with flesh, and the battlefield erupted into utter mayhem.


    Victory wasn''t guaranteed¡ªnot by any measure. But there was one thing all of them knew deep in their hearts: once you step onto the battlefield, you give everything. Fight with everything you''ve got, like your life depends on it.


    Because it does!


    Victory or nothing!

 Chapter 139 - The Silver-Haired Mystery

    Harvesting the spider threads from the aftermath of the battle turned out to be far more challenging than Atlas had anticipated. While Baldric skillfully separated the threads from the icy remains of the battlefield, carefully rolling them up in pristine condition, Atlas nearly ruined half the material when he attempted to harvest it using his lightning element.


    "Enough, Atlas." Baldric snapped, stepping in quickly. "Don''t touch them again. Just wait and let me handle the rest."


    Atlas, though slightly grinning, stepped back and let Baldric continue.


    "How many sets of armor can we make from this battle?" Atlas asked, watching Baldric work.


    "Five, maybe six at best," Baldric replied without looking up.


    "Five?" Atlas echoed in disbelief. "We fought a battle this intense, took this much damage, and you''re telling me we only get five?"


    "Well," Baldric began with a shrug, "we could make more. But if you want high-grade, high-performance armor, we have to use materials that meet the exact requirements and in the best condition possible. So yeah, five is actually a solid number."


    Atlas sighed but nodded. He knew Baldric was right. Five was still a big deal, considering how valuable the Soulbinding Armor would be once crafted.


    "But don''t worry, we can use the parts that aren''t in perfect condition to craft other armor pieces that are still functional for certain situations. Especially if you can secure a skilled tailor¡ªthey could make a decent outfit from these threads," Baldric continued.


    "That''s certainly good news," Atlas replied.


    Still, if Atlas had ambitions of equipping every combatant¡ªor even just the workers under his command¡ªwith this rare armor, they would need to hunt far more of these monsters. Or better yet¡­ win control of the island itself, so they could hunt these creatures freely without constant interruption.


    After successfully harvesting the overall spoils of battle, they returned to the entrance area of the cave, where the oxygen levels had noticeably improved.


    Kurogasa had modified the cave''s entrance, breaking through some sections and clearing away large blocks of snow, while still ensuring it remained sealed from the outside.


    Spending the night in the cave wasn''t as extreme as being out in the open. The air inside was slightly warmer, not by much, but enough to make the night more bearable. It was a small comfort that allowed the group to rest and recover for what lay ahead.


    By the next morning, once everyone had regained their strength, they ventured deeper into the cave to continue hunting for monsters, particularly the spider creatures.


    Eventually, they stumbled upon another chamber filled with spider monsters. This time, though, there were far fewer of them compared to the swarm they''d encountered before.


    They acquired loot that included leather armor to keep their bodies warm, new weapons, and several other drops that provided a significant boost to their overall strength.


    For the next three days, Atlas and the team remained in the cave, taking full advantage of its resources while continuously hunting and improving their gear. Meanwhile, Kurogasa kept a close eye on the dynamics of the battle outside, ensuring they stayed informed about any changes.


    On the sixth day, Kurogasa reported a new discovery¡ªa deeper cave farther inside the area. There, he had found Chameleonite Ore, one of the critical materials needed to craft the Soulbinding Armor.


    However, Baldric couldn''t mine the ore on his own. The area was far too dangerous, and they would need a team effort to extract it safely. The next move would require careful planning.


    "If we bring more people here, we might be able to split our forces and secure the ore," Atlas said, breaking the silence.


    Edrik nodded thoughtfully before responding, "That''s true, but it also means we''d have to redirect reinforcements from the other islands to maximize our defensive potential here."


    "What about the progress on the other islands, Atlas?" Baldric asked, shifting the focus.


    Atlas had been keeping an eye on the battles across the other islands, monitoring both their progress and the condition of his troops. From what he could see, both Lyrassa''s and Karian''s teams had successfully taken control of the Central Fortress on their respective islands.


    "I think it''s safe to say we''ve secured at least one new island for ourselves," Atlas said, his tone steady. "The real question is whether we''ll settle for the rank 1 island¡ªor keep pushing forward to fight for control of this one instead."


    Kurogasa chimed in after a moment of thought. "The other lords on this island have already started bringing in more troops, and several major battles have broken out across key areas. The casualties aren''t small, but it''s clear their combined strength is considerable."


    "What are our chances if we were to brute force our way through and fight them head-on?" Atlas asked directly.


    Kurogasa shook his head slightly. "The odds are still pretty low. We''d need to employ a solid strategy to stand a chance. But in a scenario like this, we''ll lose the opportunity to continue collecting Dominion Points consistently. Especially since we haven''t yet secured even one stable source of Dominion Points."


    Atlas nodded, acknowledging Kurogasa''s assessment. This wasn''t a situation they could charge into blindly. It would take careful planning¡ªand perhaps a little more patience¡ªif they wanted to succeed.


    After careful consideration, Atlas ultimately decided to focus on securing Azure Dunes, where Karian and Milo''s team were stationed. Their team would remain on the island for the next two weeks, while Lyrassa and Mira would be summoned to join Atlas as reinforcements, expected to arrive in two days.


    With Lyrassa''s powerful support abilities, the team''s overall strength would improve significantly. Once the reinforcements arrived, Atlas could divide their forces¡ªone group focusing on hunting the spiders, another on collecting Chameleonite Ore, while Kurogasa kept a close watch on the ongoing battles across the island.


    This approach would give them time to prepare for an eventual assault¡ªor at the very least, allow Atlas to gather enough materials for Baldric to craft the Soulbinding Armor. Even if they failed to secure the island, the armor would provide a huge performance boost for future battles. However many sets they could make, having the armor would be a game-changing advantage for their forces.


    Above all, Atlas prioritized the safety of his troops. He was determined to minimize risks as much as possible. He wouldn''t pursue victory at the cost of significant losses among his people. For him, no island was worth sacrificing their lives unnecessarily.


    With that decision made, Atlas returned to the task at hand, venturing deeper into the cave to hunt more monsters and gather additional resources.


    Just as Atlas and his team were preparing to venture deeper into the cave, a report came in from Kurogasa. He informed them of a skirmish breaking out near the entrance of the cave, with the potential to escalate into a full-blown battle.


    "Wouldn''t that be dangerous if they find this cave?"


    "Exactly, my Lord," Kurogasa replied. "Especially if one of the sides loses and tries to use this place as a hiding spot."


    This was troubling. If the fighting moved closer to the cave, there was a very real risk that Atlas''s hideout could be discovered.


    Curious about the situation, Atlas decided to investigate. He exited the cave and followed Kurogasa, sneaking through the frozen terrain. They eventually found cover behind a frozen cliff overlooking a relatively open area. From there, they could see several groups of troops in the midst of a tense standoff.


    Kurogasa quietly explained that the smaller group in the center, consisting of about a dozen troops, belonged to one of the lords from Alliance C. They were completely surrounded by a force nearly twice their size, belonging to Alliance B.


    Atlas narrowed his eyes, focusing on the figure who was likely the lord from Alliance C. It was a young girl, seemingly in her teens, dressed in a dark purple, knee-length gown that looked completely impractical for the freezing cold. Her long silver hair cascaded down her back, and yet, despite the biting chill, she stood tall and composed. Discover stories at My Virtual Library Empire Sear?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Beside her was another striking figure¡ªa girl of a similar age, with fiery short red hair that burned as brightly as her presence. She wore an outfit that seemed to be made of blazing flames. Resting casually on her shoulder was a sniper rifle, its polished barrel gleaming as if daring anyone to challenge them.


    However, there was one thing that piqued Atlas''s curiosity. For some reason, the features of the two girls felt oddly familiar to him. Where had he seen or heard of them before?

 Chapter 140 - 140 - The Moon Rises in the Frost

    Two girls stood at the center of the surrounded group, their identities felt strangely familiar to Atlas. One of them, seemingly the leader, gripped a sword firmly in her hand as she faced the enemy forces closing in around them.


    "My Lord¡­" Kurogasa said quietly, breaking Atlas''s thoughts.


    Atlas turned to him with a simple glance.


    "The girl in the purple outfit is named Luna, and the one with the sniper rifle is Ember," Kurogasa explained.


    Luna¡­?


    The name echoed in Atlas''s mind, and then realization struck. Of course.


    Luna was the Lord of Celestial Vanguard¡ªthe same one who had sent aid to him twice before. At the time, her motives had been unclear, leaving Atlas questioning the true reason behind her generosity.


    But after questioning a few people¡ªparticularly Mira, who had spent more time on the island¡ªAtlas had pieced together the identity of their mysterious benefactor. And now, seeing these two girls in the distance, there was no doubt. Luna and Ember.


    From what he had learned, Luna and Ember had visited Gacha Haven early on, either out of curiosity¡ªor for some other unknown reason. Based on Edrik''s analysis, there was a strong chance that the two had mistakenly assumed Mira was the island''s lord. With her cheerful and innocent demeanor, she must have seemed like someone utterly unfit to survive the brutal reality of the Lord Battles. That misconception likely led Luna to send resources to "help" Mira during the early phases of Atlas''s campaign.


    Even before the Dominion Skirmish, Luna had gone even further¡ªsending 15 troops as reinforcements. And now, five of them were here, fighting alongside Team Cinder under Atlas''s command.


    With all that in mind, one thing was clear. Luna and Ember would undoubtedly recognize Atlas''s troops by the emblems they wore.


    "Their ability¡­" Kurogasa continued.


    Atlas listened intently, his eyes still fixed on the scene in the distance.


    "The Lord, named Luna, seems to have a system that allows her and her troops to transform."


    "Transform?" Atlas finally turned to Kurogasa, his confusion evident. "What do you mean by transform?"


    The word felt strange to him. From what he could see, both Luna and Ember, along with their troops, looked entirely normal. They appeared to be standard combatants¡­


    No, wait.


    A realization struck him. He turned his gaze back toward the distant group, studying them more closely. And then he noticed it¡ªsomething peculiar.


    Their outfits.


    Yes, their outfits. They weren''t practical combat gear, nor were they the thick, insulated clothing anyone sane would wear in such extreme cold. No armor, no heavy winter coats. Instead, their attire was¡­ flashy. Almost radiant.


    The lord and her troops were dressed in outfits completely unsuited for the freezing environment¡ªdresses with cute, eye-catching designs, adorned with elaborate accessories, their arms and legs partially exposed. Bright, almost dazzling colors stood in stark contrast to the bleak, snow-covered battlefield around them.


    They didn''t just stand out¡ªthey seemed entirely out of place.


    With clothing like that, they should be freezing to death!


    Even the lords Atlas had fought before wore heavy armor or thick layers to protect themselves from the brutal cold of this island. But Luna''s group? They didn''t seem affected at all, as if the freezing winds around them didn''t even register.


    And then there was that word again. Transform.


    "Explain clearly, Kurogasa. What exactly do you mean by transform?" Atlas demanded.


    "They¡­" Kurogasa continued, "in their normal condition, wear clothing appropriate for this environment. Thick outfits, perfect for temperatures as low as this."


    Atlas glanced back at him. "And?"


    "Once they transform¡­" Kurogasa paused before continuing, "their appearance changes entirely. Their bodies become covered in those unique outfits¡ªbrightly colored, flashy designs. And even though they aren''t fully covered, a dense elemental energy surrounds them, protecting them from the cold and damage, just like full armor."


    "Eh?" Atlas froze, struggling to process what he had just heard.


    His mind drifted to a memory¡ªsome TV series he had seen before, where the protagonists would transform, their outfits magically changing as they became powerful superheroes battling villains.


    What was that genre called again?


    "Magical girls?" he muttered under his breath.


    No way.


    No fucking way.


    Was there really a system that allowed a lord and their troops to transform like some kind of magical girl squad?


    Atlas swallowed hard, a mix of disbelief and intrigue settling in his chest.


    Just then, Edrik approached quietly, crouching beside him and joining the observation.


    Atlas continued observing Luna''s group from a distance. Her team wasn''t composed entirely of women¡ªabout 20% of the troops were men. But that didn''t change much. Even the men wore outfits that looked ridiculously over designed, as if it would take them hours just to get ready for battle with all the decorations.


    And those guys¡­ even though their clothing wasn''t as "cute" as the others, it was still overwhelmingly flashy.


    Atlas frowned. He couldn''t imagine ever feeling comfortable wearing something like that. Just the thought of himself in such an outfit was enough to make his expression twitch with discomfort.


    "That kind of Magical Girl system," Edrik said with a faint smirk.


    Atlas turned to him, his face full of curiosity. "How the heck do you know something like that?"


    "Seems like my world and this one shares quite a few similarities, Atlas. So yeah, people from my world called them magical girls."


    No way.


    No fucking way!


    This was the first time Atlas had heard of a system as unique¡ªand bizarre¡ªas this. For a brief moment, he imagined himself transforming into something similar. Wearing such intricate, pristine outfits while staying well-protected didn''t seem that bad¡­


    But he quickly shook the thought from his mind.


    No! Absolutely not!


    Turning his attention back to the distant standoff, Atlas focused on the two groups exchanging what appeared to be heated words. Whatever they were discussing seemed intense, though he couldn''t make out a single word.


    Edrik broke the silence. "The lord from Alliance B is trying to pressure Alliance C into joining them to take down Alliance A. But from the looks of it, Alliance C isn''t interested. They probably think it''s a trap¡ªand honestly, the deal Alliance B is offering doesn''t look beneficial for Alliance C at all."


    Atlas blinked, puzzled. "You can hear what they''re saying from here?"


    "No," Edrik replied flatly.


    "Then how do you know what they''re talking about?"


    "Just a guess, based on the expressions of the girl in purple and the opposing lord."


    "You''re really quick to make assumptions, huh?" Atlas said with a faint smile.


    "I can confirm his guess, My Lord," Kurogasa added.


    Atlas glanced at Kurogasa, nodding in acknowledgment. It wasn''t that he doubted Edrik¡ªit was more admiration for how easily he could piece together such things.


    "It''s all based on experience," Edrik explained. "Once you''ve been involved in enough battles and politics, you start reading people. You can figure out their intentions without needing to dig too deep."


    "Got it," Atlas replied with a small nod.


    The next thought swirling in his mind was how this situation could potentially give him an advantage. After all, Luna was already familiar with Atlas''s Floating Island, even if the two of them had never spoken directly. She had shown goodwill in the past, sending aid and troops to his cause.


    Of course, he had no obligation to return the favor. But still, it wouldn''t have felt right to watch her and her troops fall in battle¡ªinjured or, worse, annihilated by the forces of Alliance B.


    However, this wasn''t without complications. He had already killed one of Alliance B''s lords. If they discovered this, it would undoubtedly provoke them into hunting him down with everything they had. Especially since another lord from Alliance B had previously approached him to propose an alliance¡ªa proposal Atlas had outright rejected. Explore hidden tales at My Virtual Library Empire


    And there was another troubling thought¡­ Luna''s initial assistance was based on a mistaken belief. She had sent aid believing that Mira was the lord of his island.


    How would Luna react if she found out the truth? Would she feel deceived? Betrayed? It was hard to predict how she would respond. S§×arch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    For now, Atlas decided to observe. The argument between the two factions was growing heated, and he could sense that a fight was inevitable. Best to let this play out and gauge the situation further before making any moves.


    Just as Atlas was weighing his options, his attention snapped back to the confrontation. Both sides began to ready their weapons.


    Then, something caught his eye.


    Luna, standing firm at the center of her troops, raised her sword high into the air. A massive magical circle suddenly appeared behind her. At the same time, the faint silhouette of a crescent moon materialized behind her, glowing brightly against the stark whiteness of the surrounding snow.


    Atlas blinked, stunned for a moment.


    Wait¡­ am I actually curious to see how a magical girl squad fights?

 Chapter 141 - 141 - Sniper’s Gaze

    While the battle between Team Luna and the Lord of Alliance B seemed on the verge of breaking out, both sides were still holding back, attempting to gauge each other''s next move.


    Surely, Atlas had to do something¡ªwhatever would ultimately work to his advantage. But that didn''t mean acting recklessly. There were several factors he had already considered, and rushing in without a plan could be a costly mistake.


    At the same time, Atlas began discussing the best possible course of action with Edrik.


    Edrik quickly responded, presenting his analysis and outlining the most viable options moving forward.


    "The first option¡ªlow risk, moderate reward," Edrik began, his usual analytical tone making everything sound precise and calculated.


    "Form an Immediate Alliance with Luna."


    "The pros: Luna has supported us before, which suggests she might be open to an alliance if approached correctly."


    "The cons: She might not appreciate being misled about Mira''s leadership."


    He continued, his explanation as clear and structured as always.


    "We could go for a tactical approach¡ªsend me, for example, along with some of the troops Luna previously sent us. That way, we''d establish common ground before making direct contact. We could also offer valuable intelligence on Alliance B, something they might not have, thanks to Kurogasa''s observations. However, this strategy would only be viable if the battle ends with Luna and her team victorious."


    Without missing a beat, he moved on.


    "Second option¡ªmoderate risk, high reward. Stay Hidden, Let the Battle Play Out, Then Intervene."


    "The pros: This strategy allows us to assess which side is likely to win and strike at the perfect moment."


    "The cons: If Alliance B overwhelms Luna''s forces too quickly, we might lose the chance to intervene effectively."


    Edrik exhaled slightly before concluding.


    "Well," he added, glancing at Atlas. "My recommendation still aligns with what you initially suggested¡ªobserve first, then intervene at the perfect moment."


    Atlas gave a slow nod, realizing that engaging in battle should only come after they had observed how both sides fought.


    If even Luna struggled against her opponents, then throwing his own team into the fight would be nothing short of suicide. His elite subordinates were strong, but numbers mattered. No matter how powerful he and his core fighters were, they couldn''t ignore the sheer disadvantage of being outnumbered. Even if he and his elites survived, he couldn''t guarantee the same for the rest of his troops¡ªnot without severe injuries or, worse, casualties.


    "I''ll prepare the troops in case we need to take action," Edrik said, his voice steady.


    "Okay," Atlas responded.


    Just as the words left his mouth¡ªthe first attack was launched.


    From Alliance B''s side, the battle had begun. Their forces moved, striking first against Luna''s team.


    Luna raised her sword, and behind her, a crescent moon took shape, radiating a mystical glow. Moments later, magical energy surged from its center, unleashing a relentless barrage of powerful blasts toward her enemies. Her sword burned with intense light as she charged forward, dashing straight toward the opposing lord.


    The magic attacks behind her continued their relentless assault, forcing the enemy troops to brace themselves. Shields and protective barriers flickered to life as they struggled to block the incoming projectiles.


    And then¡ªthe battle fully erupted.


    Alliance B''s forces closed in from all sides, weapons clashing, steel ringing across the battlefield.


    Clang! Clang!


    Spells detonated on impact, sending shockwaves rippling through the icy air.


    Luna''s team, trapped in the center, was at a clear disadvantage¡ªoutnumbered and surrounded, forced to fend off attacks from every direction.


    Yet, rather than crumbling under pressure, they held their ground. Their strategy was evident¡ªthey prioritized defense, minimizing damage while buying time. Some of them unleashed spells with flashy, vibrant effects, their magic visually spectacular yet noticeably less destructive than expected.


    Meanwhile, Ember sprang into action. She leaped into the air, moving effortlessly across what seemed to be invisible platforms, darting above the battlefield. With her sniper rifle locked onto her targets, she fired rapidly, picking off enemies from above while staying constantly on the move. Her unpredictable aerial positioning made her incredibly difficult to hit.


    Atlas found himself genuinely impressed.


    Despite being outnumbered, Luna''s team wasn''t struggling as much as expected. They weren''t being overwhelmed. In fact, the fight felt balanced¡ªalmost evenly matched, despite the numerical disadvantage.


    No matter how balanced a battle seemed, casualties were inevitable. And soon enough, the first victim fell.


    One of Luna''s troops was stabbed through the abdomen, their body crumpling to the ground.


    Their healers rushed in, desperately trying to stabilize their wounded comrade, but it was too late. They had lost one.


    Luna, who had been holding the front line against two opponents at once, hesitated for a moment and took a step back. But from above, Ember''s sharp voice rang out, a fierce reminder that the battle was far from over.


    And so it continued. The clash of steel, the bursts of magic, the shouts of warriors. Soon, it wasn''t just Luna''s side suffering losses¡ªthe enemy began to fall as well.


    One. Then two. Then five from each side.


    The battlefield grew bloodied, yet neither force showed signs of retreat. They fought on, locked in a brutal deadlock. Despite the intensity, neither side had gained a clear advantage.


    If anything, Luna''s team was slightly overpowered, just by a fraction. The losses on both sides were nearly even, but with Alliance B''s superior numbers, a battle of attrition would only work against Luna. If this pattern continued, her forces would be the first to break.


    Atlas had to take action. If he and his elite subordinates joined the battle, they could turn the tide, shifting the momentum in Luna''s favor.


    But no.


    He reconsidered. Jumping into the fight without warning could throw everything into chaos. In the confusion, Luna''s forces might even mistake Atlas''s team for another enemy and attack them.


    Still, he needed to do something¡ªto secure an advantage, to prepare for whatever came next.


    But no, it wasn''t that simple.


    Edrik suddenly tapped his knee lightly.


    "The fight is over," he said.


    Over?


    Atlas frowned. He observed the battlefield, but nothing seemed different¡ªthe battle was still raging.


    Yet, just moments after Edrik''s words, something shifted.


    Alliance B''s troops began to retreat.


    It wasn''t a chaotic withdrawal¡ªit was a deliberate step back. And just like that, the battle came to an abrupt halt. Both sides, battered and bloodied, stopped fighting and turned their focus toward recovering their wounded.


    Atlas narrowed his eyes.


    "What happened?" he asked, his voice low.


    "They both realized that continuing this fight would only lead to massive losses for both sides," Edrik replied. "So, they chose to halt the battle." S§×arch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Ah, yeah¡­ that made sense.


    If both sides lost too many troops, then victory would be meaningless. Each of them had alliances backing them, and they likely realized that if they brought their full forces into the battle, the outcome would be completely different.


    From this vantage point, it was clear that Alliance B had been the one to initiate the ceasefire. Luna''s team had simply responded in kind.


    Even now, after the fighting had stopped, the two sides were still engaged in a heated argument.


    "Alliance B is threatening revenge," Edrik noted.


    "Yeah, I can read that too," Atlas replied.


    Not long after, once Alliance B had tended to their wounded, they finally retreated, leaving Luna and her team behind on the battlefield. It was clear that both sides had suffered losses.


    The battle had been short but costly.


    Atlas shook his head as a bitter realization sank in¡ªhow fragile life was in war.


    In mere seconds, a living soldier could be reduced to nothing more than a statistic.


    Still hidden in their vantage point, Atlas, Kurogasa, and Edrik continued observing Luna and her team from a distance.


    Then, without warning, Kurogasa straightened slightly, his posture shifting.


    "They found us," he said.


    At that exact moment, Ember''s gaze snapped toward them. A second later, Luna and her troops followed suit, turning their attention in Atlas''s direction.


    "That fire girl has sharp eyes," Edrik remarked.


    "Well, that''s to be expected from a sniper, I guess," Atlas muttered.


    But now, a new question arose.


    What happens next?


    Would this lead to another battle?


    ***


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 Chapter 142 - 142 - A Conversation or a Confrontation?

    Luna and her troops were clearly closing in on Atlas''s position. They had already spotted him, and a direct encounter was now inevitable.


    Trying to run from a sniper like Ember wasn''t exactly a smart move. Worse, if they decided to pursue, they could end up chasing Atlas''s team into the cave, creating an even bigger problem.


    Luna''s team had suffered injuries, but their numbers were still solid. And unlike the lord Atlas had previously defeated, this lord and her troops weren''t weakened by the freezing temperatures. They could still fight at full strength.


    If a battle broke out here and now, casualties would be inevitable on both sides. And for what? Engaging them wouldn''t gain Atlas anything, other than the risk of provoking not one, but two alliances into turning against him.


    Negotiation was still an option. A ceasefire could be arranged¡ªmaybe even a temporary alliance.


    But no, it wasn''t that simple. Atlas wanted this island for himself. An alliance could mean sharing control, or worse, losing the chance to claim it entirely. That was not an entertaining option.


    For now, he couldn''t see Luna or her troops¡ªthey were hidden behind the frozen cliffs and ice formations where he and his team had taken cover. But that didn''t matter. They had already been spotted.


    "What''s your move, Atlas?" Edrik asked quietly.


    "You''re supposed to be my adviser," Atlas muttered.


    "Then let''s try talking to them," Edrik suggested.


    Atlas exhaled, then made his decision. "Let''s try. And call Morganna and Baldric here¡ªjust in case."


    Atlas stepped forward, emerging from behind his cover.


    The moment he did, Luna and her team halted, their movements sharp and disciplined. Without hesitation, they readied their weapons, eyes locked onto him.


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    The distance between them was close enough now that Atlas could see Luna clearly¡ªthe Lord standing before him.


    She was still in her teens, likely around Zara''s age, and so was Ember. Most of their troops also looked young, mostly in their teens, though some appeared to be in their early twenties. Compared to Atlas''s forces, they were noticeably younger on average.


    "Identify yourselves," Luna''s voice rang out, firm and commanding. Though she spoke with confidence, the youthful tone of her voice was unmistakable to Atlas''s ears.


    A moment later, Edrik, Kurogasa, Morganna, and Baldric stepped forward, taking position beside Atlas. Edrik and Kurogasa on his left, Morganna and Baldric on his right.


    However, just as Atlas had instructed beforehand, none of them made any aggressive gestures.


    They carried no weapons in hand, nor did they take any threatening stances. They simply stood tall, facing Luna and her team head-on.


    There was no hostility in their posture¡ªonly quiet confidence.


    Even so, a Rank 2 Lord like Luna should have been able to gauge the strength of the people standing beside Atlas. At the very least, Atlas wanted to make it clear that he had bargaining power here¡ªeven if his status as a Rank 1 Lord placed a significant gap between them.


    From levels alone, Luna''s troops were likely near or above level 100¡ªa massive difference. While skill and experience could bridge that gap, an all-out fight would never guarantee victory without casualties.


    Atlas placed his hand over his chest and bowed slightly.


    "Atlas of Gacha Haven," he introduced himself.


    Luna paused for a moment, her expression unreadable as she assessed something.


    Then, Ember, standing beside Luna, raised her right hand.


    At her signal, Luna''s troops lowered their weapons.


    Atlas let out a silent breath of relief. At least this introduction hadn''t started with unnecessary tension. Luna and her team had shown a non-hostile gesture.


    Still, whatever happened next was uncertain.


    Atlas waited, watching as Luna seemed like conversed with her team through their chat feature. Her expression shifted a few times¡ªclear signs of an internal discussion taking place.


    Then, Luna stepped forward, closing the distance slightly.


    "Gacha Haven?" she repeated, her tone carrying a hint of curiosity.


    "Yes, I''m Atlas, the Lord of Gacha Haven," Atlas confirmed, meeting her gaze.


    "Wait¡­" Luna said, her brows furrowing slightly. "Do you know Mira?"


    Atlas took a moment to carefully choose his words.


    He needed to make it clear that whatever had happened between them wasn''t due to deception or manipulation on his part. It was simply a misunderstanding.


    But after this, Luna would know the truth. And he could only hope that this revelation wouldn''t embarrass her to the point of provoking an aggressive response.


    Finally, he spoke.


    "I''m glad we finally have the chance to meet. I know who you are, Luna¡ªthe one who knows Mira, someone very important to my team. Also¡­ thank you for the help you''ve given us."


    Luna''s expression shifted. "Wait¡­ are you saying Mira is not the Lord? How? Did you take the position from her?!" Her voice was sharper now, more direct.


    "No¡­" Atlas responded firmly. "Mira is my subordinate. And I have been the Lord of Gacha Haven from the very beginning."


    Silence.


    Luna froze, her face unreadable.


    The tension between them peaked, thick enough to cut through.


    Atlas felt as if he were standing trial, awaiting a sudden verdict in this unexpectedly delicate moment.


    "And aren''t you a Rank-1 Lord? How are you even here?" S§×ar?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Another question. And this time, Atlas needed to answer carefully.


    Because from what he understood, Luna had helped him out of pity for Mira. She probably saw Mira as someone fragile, someone who wouldn''t survive the brutal world of Lord Battles.


    If Luna found out that Atlas had brought Mira to a battlefield like this, she might not take it well.


    Well¡­ Mira wasn''t here right now.


    She was off on another island, leading a campaign with Lyrassa to conquer it. If Atlas revealed that, it might only make Luna worry more.


    But seriously¡­ Mira was his subordinate. Shouldn''t he be the one worrying about her?


    Wait¡­ did the fact that he sent Mira and Lyrassa alone to lead a small force and conquer an island mean he was careless with them?


    No, no. More than that, it was because he trusted them.


    And honestly, if Luna knew the truth about Mira and Lyrassa, she''d probably be more shocked than anything else.


    Like¡ªLyrassa? She had lived for centuries.


    And Mira? Sure, she looked innocent. Clueless. Lighthearted.


    But in reality?


    She was a maniacal killer who could slaughter people effortlessly while smiling as if she were planting carrots in a garden.


    Seriously, if Luna ever found out about Mira''s real personality, she might just drop dead from shock.


    Mira wasn''t as cute and innocent as she looked. Not at all.


    "Yes¡­" Atlas answered calmly. "As you surely know, I''m here for the Dominion Skirmish. And if you''re asking about Mira, she''s not here right now. But she''s safe on the island."


    He deliberately avoided mentioning which island.


    "You''re seriously reckless for being here, huh?" Luna remarked.


    Hearing those words from a younger Lord made Atlas feel¡­ a little sorry for himself.


    Or more like¡ªthis younger Lord was the one worrying about him.


    Still, there was no hostility in Luna''s voice. Unlike some of the ruthless and cold-blooded Lords Atlas had encountered before, she didn''t seem heartless.


    After all, not every Lord was thrown into this Lord Battle system under the same circumstances.


    Some, like Lyrassa, had chosen to take a less brutal approach. She had once told him that her entire Lord career had been purely defensive¡ªa reminder that not every Lord was obsessed with endless warfare.


    Taking a breath, Atlas spoke again.


    "We''re clearly on opposite sides in this Dominion Skirmish. But I wonder¡­ would you be willing to talk with me privately? Without the presence of our troops."


    It was a bold move.


    But a necessary one.


    They needed to talk. And fast.


    Whatever their positions in this battle were, they needed to define them¡ªto find a solution before things escalated beyond control.


    Atlas didn''t want to leave this situation unresolved.


    Walking away without settling anything would only increase the chances of clashing in the future. After all, they were both fighting for the same objective.


    War was inevitable. That much was clear.


    But whether he wanted an alliance with them or not? That was still undecided. At the very least, talking could provide clarity. A chance to understand where they stood in this battle.


    Because no matter what¡ªa conversation was always better than a meaningless war that would only cost more lives.


    "Yeah, sure." Luna answered.


    Atlas was a bit surprised. He hadn''t expected her to agree so easily.


    Luna turned toward Ember, and the fiery sniper gave her a simple nod.


    Then, Luna glanced back at Atlas before shifting her gaze toward a large, frozen tree standing not far from them.


    "We talk there?" she asked calmly.


    "Yes." Atlas nodded.


    And with that, the two of them began walking toward the tree, keeping a respectful distance between them.

 Chapter 143 - 143 - No War Today

    Atlas now stood face to face with Luna, a Scout Rank Lord.


    A girl who appeared to be in her teens¡ªthough, who really knew her actual age?


    What was certain, however, was that she was no ordinary Lord.


    She possessed a unique system that allowed her entire team to transform¡ªin a way that resembled something straight out of a magical girl TV series.


    With measured composure, Atlas placed a hand over his chest and bowed slightly, showing his respect.


    "Allow me to formally introduce myself again. My name is Atlas, Seeker Rank Lord of Gacha Haven."


    Luna responded with equal grace, lifting the edge of her skirt slightly with her left hand and bowing in a more elegant manner. A soft smile accompanied her gesture.


    "I am Luna."


    Should Atlas be the one to start the conversation?


    Before he could decide, he noticed something in Luna''s expression.


    It was as if she had been holding something back. And just as he had predicted, her expression shifted slightly¡ªthen, without hesitation, she spoke.


    "Why are you here? You do understand how serious the Dominion Skirmish is, don''t you?" Luna''s tone carried both concern and frustration. "You saw it for yourself¡ªhow my team fought against another Lord just now. In an instant, several of my people¡­"


    Her voice dimmed slightly.


    "Lost their lives."


    Atlas remained silent for a moment, observing her.


    Despite this being their first meeting, despite the fact that they barely knew each other, Luna seemed to genuinely care¡ªeven about someone outside her own alliance.


    This was rare.


    In every Lord battle Atlas had been involved in before, rivalry, provocation, and relentless mental warfare had always been the norm. Lords competed to break each other down, to kill or be killed. There had been no room for compassion.


    But Luna? She gave off a completely different impression in this first meeting.


    Finally, Atlas answered.


    "As I''ve already said," he replied calmly, "I want this island. That''s why I''m here¡ªfighting for it."


    Luna''s gaze hardened slightly at his response. Then, she sighed quietly, her frustration evident.


    "You just finished your first Lord Battle season, right? I saw your results¡ªyou did well."


    Atlas nodded. "That''s right. And this is also my first Dominion Skirmish participation."


    Atlas stayed silent for a moment, then a small smile formed on Luna''s lips.


    "But since you seem quite polite, I''ll try to understand you," she said, her voice calm, her expression carrying a quiet sense of composure.


    This girl¡­


    Despite her youthful appearance, Luna handled herself with surprising maturity. She carried the weight of responsibility well, fully aware of what it meant to be a Lord.


    Atlas paused, taking in the reality of it all.


    This is how harsh the Lord Battle world truly is.


    The system chose whoever it wanted, regardless of age, gender, or background. It forced them to adapt and grow¡ªor be destroyed if they failed to keep up.


    Then, Luna''s voice pulled him back.


    "You need to retreat from here."


    She spoke firmly, but not condescendingly.


    "This isn''t a place for a Seeker Rank Lord like you. Not that I underestimate you¡­ but you have to understand¡ªthe gap between a Rank 1 Lord and a Rank 2 Lord is that big."


    She hesitated briefly before continuing.


    "Or maybe¡­ you have some kind of system that allows you to exceed normal limits. And that''s why you''re confident in your decision. But even so, this could be a complete waste of your potential. If you fail here, there won''t be a second chance. Failing to recover from a major battle like this¡­ in the next Lord Battle season, you''ll pay the consequences."


    Then, for a brief moment, her expression darkened¡ªlike she was suppressing something.


    "Especially if you lose your life¡­ then it''s all over."


    She exhaled softly, as if there was still more she wanted to say¡ªbut was holding back.


    Atlas held back his response, choosing instead to observe.


    "Well," Luna sighed, her tone carrying a hint of resignation. "It seems convincing you won''t be easy. But you need to understand¡ªif you continue to stay here, that means you''ll be fighting against me and my alliance." Sear?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Her gaze sharpened slightly.


    "And you? Did you come with an alliance?"


    "No, I''m alone." Atlas answered simply.


    Luna exhaled. "Then, if you insist on staying, we''ll have to fight each other eventually."


    Atlas didn''t hesitate. "Then why not now? You have the chance. You could easily crush my troops while you still can."


    For a moment, Luna fell silent, considering his words.


    Then, she shook her head. "I don''t have a strong enough reason to do that right now."


    She crossed her arms, her voice steady. "Yes¡­ eliminating all potential threats early is the logical move in this Dominion Skirmish. It would make things easier down the line. But no, I don''t see a strong enough reason to do it now."


    Atlas raised an eyebrow. "You''re surprisingly soft for a Lord, Luna."


    He knew this statement was a challenge. Was he testing her limits? Or was he gauging how far she would go?


    At this point, Atlas had already provoked her¡ªintentionally or not.


    Would she act on it? Or would she still choose not to eliminate him, even knowing he was a potential threat to her?


    "If you let me and my team stay, there''s a real chance I''ll become a threat to you." Atlas continued, his eyes locked onto hers.


    Luna didn''t hesitate. "I''m stronger than you think. And I also have an alliance. If anything, you''re the one who should back down. This isn''t the right battlefield for you."


    Her expression remained calm and unreadable. She didn''t take the bait. Instead, she simply nodded slowly.


    So, she wasn''t that easy to provoke after all.


    After a brief silence, Luna spoke again.


    "Okay, Atlas." She paused, her gaze steady. "For now, we''ll part ways, and I''ll act as if this meeting never happened. Next time¡­ I can''t promise the same."


    Atlas didn''t respond immediately. He let her finish her words.


    "And I won''t guarantee anything either if one of my alliance members happens to find you. That won''t be my responsibility."


    Atlas exhaled slightly before replying. "You''re being unexpectedly considerate, even though this doesn''t benefit you, Luna."


    "You could join our alliance," Luna finally offered. "We would provide you with protection and support."


    Ah¡­ there it is.


    Atlas had been expecting it.


    But no¡ªnot yet.


    He knew exactly what he wanted and what he was fighting for.


    Luna''s offer of protection and support sounded tempting¡ªbut in reality, it meant submitting to an already established alliance.


    If he accepted, then fighting for this island would no longer be an option.


    More than that¡ªit would mean placing his faction beneath theirs.


    "That''s a tempting offer," Atlas admitted. "But I''ll stand by my decision."


    Luna fell silent, clearly dissatisfied with his answer.


    He continued, his voice firm but calm. "It''s not arrogance, Luna. But even if an alliance were to happen, we would want to stand as equals¡ªnot as someone to be pitied or protected."


    Luna nodded slowly, taking in his words. "I respect your principles."


    At the very least, Atlas had left a good impression in this first meeting.


    No hatred. No hostility.


    In fact, this was probably the smoothest conversation he had ever had with another Lord.


    Who knew what kind of collaboration¡ªor conflict¡ªmight happen between them in the future?


    But for now, both of them understood that it was time to step back and reflect on everything that had transpired today.


    "Let''s talk again next time," Luna said, offering a sense of finality. "For the next two weeks, I will make sure my alliance doesn''t interfere with you."


    Atlas raised an eyebrow. "You''re changing your decision?"


    "Consider this our final warning," she continued. "If you don''t retreat within those two weeks, then we will treat you like any other Lord outside our alliance."


    "That''s quite an unexpected kindness from you," Atlas replied.


    Luna gave him another small smile, bowing slightly. "You''re a good Lord¡ªpretty respectful. I like that. Find me if you change your mind."


    And with that, Luna and her team turned and retreated, disappearing from Atlas''s territory.


    For now, he and his team were safe.


    At least, no enemy Lords actively threatened him at this moment.


    Though Luna had made no solid guarantees, Atlas knew one thing¡ªhe had to stay vigilant. And more importantly¡ªhe had to make the most of every second spent on this island.


    Once his reinforcements arrived, he would need to split his focus, organize his forces, and prepare for battle.


    But until then?


    He would gather as many resources as possible.


    Because in the end, every single item and material they collected would boost his troops'' performance¡ªand give them the edge they needed to fight back.

 Chapter 144 - 144 - Chop, Chop—It’s War!

    There was a limitation on how many troops a Lord could summon per day into the Dominion Skirmish Battle Zone.


    For Rank-2 islands, the daily summon cap was 20 troops, with a total limit of 150 troops per Lord on a single island.


    Because of this restriction, strategy and troop management were critical for survival in this battle. Every soldier lost mattered.


    If a Lord lost more than 20 troops in a single day, replacing them would become a serious challenge, as they would be unable to replenish their forces until the next summon cycle.


    This limitation was even harsher for Lords who only had a limited number of troops from their original islands.


    That said, 150 troops was still a significant force, and some Lords did bring their full cap into a battle. However, most chose to spread their forces across multiple islands to maximize their influence and secure multiple fronts.


    Due to these constraints, Atlas could only summon Mira and Lyrassa''s forces over a span of three days at maximum capacity. To prioritize efficiency, he decided to summon the leaders first, while the rest of their teams would arrive in waves over time.


    And so, that day, Atlas prepared a temporary summoning gate. This gate was a one-time setup per day, allowing a Lord to summon their troops to the designated island.


    The structure itself was simple¡ªa large doorway-shaped frame, its top forming a half-circle, with a swirling vortex of energy at its center.


    Beneath it, a massive glowing magic circle pulsed with energy, illuminating the gate''s foundation as it prepared to bring reinforcements into the battlefield.


    It was early morning, and the other troops were already preparing for their daily hunting routine.


    The swirling energy within the summoning gate spun violently, pulsing with power.


    Then¡ªa foot stepped through first.


    A small, delicate foot clad in brown leather boots.


    And soon after, the rest of her figure emerged.


    A girl with porcelain-white skin, radiant with excitement, and a pair of rabbit ears twitching cheerfully.


    "My Lord¡ª!"


    Mira immediately sprinted toward Atlas, her face beaming with joy. Without hesitation, she threw herself at him, wrapping him in a tight embrace.


    Atlas chuckled at her usual enthusiasm¡ªhe had grown used to this by now. Smiling, he returned the hug, giving her a few reassuring pats on the back.


    More personnel began stepping through the summoning gate, arriving one by one.


    Meanwhile, Mira refused to let go, clinging to him tightly.


    "My Lord, I missed you so much!" she exclaimed, her excitement so intense that she rubbed her cheek against his shoulder.


    Atlas smirked slightly. "Are you doing okay out there, Mira?"


    "Yes! I''m very okay!" she finally released him, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I have so many stories to tell you!"


    "About the battle?"


    She nodded rapidly, her enthusiasm contagious.


    "I''ll make time to hear all of them."


    The cold air and the grim atmosphere inside the cave seemed to lighten instantly. Mira''s cheerful energy had a way of lifting the mood, no matter how tense the situation was. And today was no exception.


    With a bright grin, she turned toward the others, waving playfully.


    "Hi, everyone! How are you? Why do you all look so stiff?" she teased before giggling.


    As the last of the troops emerged from the summoning gate, the final figure stepped through. A woman with golden blonde hair and a peaceful smile.


    Lyrassa.


    "My Lord¡­ I''m here." she said softly.


    Atlas felt an immense sense of relief wash over him. Having Lyrassa here made all the difference. Without her, recovery was slow and difficult. It wasn''t impossible, but the lack of rapid healing had been a constant struggle.


    For the first time, Atlas realized just how much he needed her presence. And now, seeing that calm, warm smile again¡ªit was as if the weight on his shoulders lessened, even if just a little.


    Lyrassa approached him, her soft gaze full of concern. Then, she placed both hands gently on his cheeks.


    It was that same worried expression she always had whenever she sensed that someone needed her help.


    "You don''t look well." she said, her voice light yet firm.


    Before Atlas could respond, a wave of green energy flowed from her hands, washing over his body.


    He instinctively closed his eyes, feeling the rush of vitality filling his system. He hadn''t realized just how much he needed this.


    Not until now.


    After a full week of struggling in the relentless cold, the warmth of Lyrassa''s magic was like breathing again after nearly drowning.


    "We''re okay. No one is seriously injured." Atlas finally responded, exhaling as he opened his eyes. "And I''m glad you both made it."


    Lyrassa nodded, her expression gentle yet resolute.


    "No one on my side was seriously hurt. I made sure of it¡ªjust as you instructed."


    Atlas gave her a small but genuine smile.


    "Thank you, Lyrassa. You and Mira did an incredible job fulfilling your mission."


    After exchanging greetings and a brief reunion, Lyrassa moved through the group, checking on the troops one by one.


    It was clear that their spirits had lifted¡ªpartly due to the presence of the best healer in the group, but also thanks to the best entertainer among them. Mira''s boundless energy had a way of brightening the mood, making everyone momentarily forget about the bone-chilling cold.


    Even though most of them had begun adapting to the freezing temperatures, including Atlas himself, nights remained difficult. They had to force themselves to stay awake until late¡ªif they slept too early, they risked waking up in the dead of night, when the cold was at its absolute worst. That was a nightmare scenario. Waking up shivering and unable to fall asleep again was a form of torture in itself.


    Meanwhile, Kaida, the leader of Team Blaze, had also added to the lively atmosphere in the cave. Her fiery spirit matched her high affinity with the Fire Element, making her a natural mood booster for the team.


    "Hey, you all look pale¡ªlike corpses. Want to warm up with my flames?" she teased, grinning mischievously as she conjured two blazing fires in her hands.


    "Kaida, NO! Thanks! We already got healing from Lyrassa¡ªwe don''t need you!" The troops immediately protested.


    "Oh, come on, don''t be shy! Hahaha!"


    With a playful laugh, Kaida unleashed a burst of flames toward them, sending several troops scrambling away.


    Some laughed hysterically, while others yelled in mock terror. The atmosphere in the cave had completely changed. The arrival of reinforcements had revitalized the team¡ªnot just physically, but mentally.


    Veylor, the wolf beastkin, the leader of Team Eclipse, stepped forward and bowed respectfully before Atlas.


    "My Lord, Veylor reporting in."


    Atlas glanced over the troops, quickly observing their levels. It was clear¡ªmost of them had gained at least one level over the past week. Whatever they had been doing, it should''ve involved a lot of hunting.


    What exactly had they been fighting?


    He knew they had conquered the island in just two days, but what had they been doing after that?


    Surely, they hadn''t just slaughtered every enemy they encountered¡­ right?


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    "I see most of you have leveled up. That''s good news." Atlas remarked, intrigued.


    Mira bounced excitedly back to Atlas, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm, her expression beaming with joy. She hopped up and down repeatedly, her energy boundless as she launched into a rapid, giggling-filled retelling of the past week.


    "Lyrassa¡ª" she started, barely able to contain her laughter, "she conjured a massive fake nature monster! Like¡ªthis huge giant! And a whole fake army surrounded the enemy! Hahaha!"


    Atlas raised an eyebrow, intrigued.


    "The enemy freaked out! They thought we had this huge army, and suddenly, they didn''t want to fight anymore!" she continued, her innocent face brimming with excitement.


    Then, without warning, she grabbed her battle hoe and started reenacting her moment of victory.


    "See, My Lord¡ª" Mira said, dramatically swinging the weapon. "I chopped off the enemy Lord''s head like this! And his blood splattered all over my face! Ugh¡­ but that was so fun! Hahaha!"


    Her giggles filled the air as she casually described the battle like a child recounting a fun day at the playground.


    Meanwhile, Atlas listened, half-amused, half-concerned.


    His adorable bunny-eared elite subordinate was describing a massacre in the same tone someone would use to talk about baking cookies.


    The other troops who overheard her story? They weren''t laughing, even though from Mira''s perspective, it was supposed to be amusing.


    No¡ªmost of them had gone pale, visibly shivering. And not because of the cold.


    Mira, still cheerfully swinging her weapon, continued:


    "Chop, chop, chop! I dug right into their bodies like this¡ª"


    That''s¡ª Atlas internally sighed.


    That''s people you''re chopping, Mira!


    After Lyrassa finished checking on the troops, Atlas gathered his Elite Subordinates and team leaders to discuss their strategy and plans for the next two weeks. The meeting included Edrik, Morganna, Kurogasa, Baldric, Lyrassa, and Mira from his core team, along with Garren, Kaida, and Veylor as the leaders of their respective squads. With everyone assembled, it was time to plan their next move.

 Chapter 145 - 145 - The Frozen Lava Chamber

    Atlas, Edrik, Kurogasa, and Morganna finally decided to set out ahead to scout deeper into the underground cave. Kurogasa had previously discovered a location where they could mine the ore they needed, and fortunately, it was not too far from the cave that Atlas and his team were currently using as a shelter.


    Considering the scale of the island, they had traveled approximately 20% of its circumference. The journey took quite a long time, not only because of the harsh environment but also because Kurogasa continuously scouted the path ahead to ensure there were no threats from monsters or potential enemies they might encounter along the way.


    According to Kurogasa''s report, he had not yet explored the cave in depth, but he was fairly certain that the area was likely inhabited by higher-level monsters. To ensure their safety, Atlas deliberately brought Morganna along that day.


    The journey proceeded smoothly without any obstacles until they reached a higher elevation. Interestingly, the entrance to this cave was situated on higher ground compared to the one they were currently using. The cave''s entrance was also quite wide, but because it directly faced the open sky and was well hidden, very few had discovered it¡ªexcept for Kurogasa.


    They stepped inside without hesitation, and Atlas immediately put on his mask to help him breathe. It was clear that this cave''s passage was much larger, with an abundance of mana crystals embedded in the walls, casting a soft glow that made it easier to navigate.


    The ground was covered in solid ice, making movement difficult due to its slippery surface. However, after taking some time to adjust, Atlas finally drew his spear, which helped him gain better footing.


    As they continued walking, everyone suddenly stopped. The ground trembled violently, as if something deep within the cave had deliberately caused the disturbance with immense force.


    Atlas turned to Kurogasa.


    "Forgive me, My Lord," Kurogasa said, lowering his head. "I have yet to explore this area in depth, so I do not know the source of this tremor."


    Atlas then shifted his gaze to Edrik, hoping for an answer. It was clear that this was no ordinary earthquake affecting the entire island. No¡ªthis disturbance was concentrated solely within the cave.


    "Is it caused by the lava? The mountain? Or a monster?" Atlas asked.


    Edrik bowed slightly before answering. "My suspicion is that this is the work of a monster."


    "A monster capable of causing a tremor this strong inside a cave?" Atlas questioned.


    Edrik simply nodded in silence, offering no further explanation. It was clear that they needed to venture deeper to uncover the truth behind this disturbance.


    "Is it safe?" Atlas asked.


    "Yes, Atlas," Edrik replied. "We have Kurogasa, who is skilled at scouting and detection. He can sense danger better than any of us."


    Atlas turned to Kurogasa, and the Ninja Rat gave a respectful bow, affirming Edrik''s statement.


    With that, they pressed on. The cave passage gradually sloped downward, becoming more treacherous with each step. At times, they had to leap down into deep drops as the unstable path became increasingly difficult to traverse.


    After about an hour of exploring the cave, they finally arrived at a large chamber where there was a bit more light compared to the previous tunnels. Embedded in the massive cave walls were countless glowing stones, casting a shimmering red and orange glow that made the dark chamber look like it was filled with distant stars.


    What kind of place is this?


    Atlas scanned the area, focusing on the movement of elemental particles. And yes¡ªhe detected no chaotic fluctuations, the kind typically caused by the presence of monsters. This meant the chamber was clear of any immediate threats.


    "This is the ore we''ve been searching for¡ªChameleonite Ore," Edrik stated.


    Atlas widened his eyes, and a grin formed behind his mask. They had finally made it. But was the ore here enough to meet the large quantities he needed to fulfill his vision?


    As if reading his thoughts, Edrik spoke again. "I''m not exactly an expert in this field, but I believe this cave contains a significant amount of Chameleonite Ore. That said, I''m sure we could explore deeper to find more mining spots."


    Atlas nodded in agreement.


    At least, in terms of distance, this chamber was still within a reasonable travel time from the cave''s entrance. However, splitting their forces to mine here would come with its own risks. If a rival lord were to discover this place, it would be difficult for Atlas to reach in time and provide backup.


    This meant Kurogasa''s job would become even more challenging. And because of that, Atlas couldn''t help but wonder¡ªwhat if he had two people like Kurogasa on his team?


    Or perhaps¡­ could he train one of his troops, someone with potential, to become a skilled scout like Kurogasa?


    Technically, Edrik was also capable of handling such a role, though not as proficiently as Kurogasa. But Atlas needed Edrik by his side. His knowledge, his ability to communicate complex ideas in a way that was easy to understand¡ªthese were things Atlas relied on.


    "How about we explore deeper?" Atlas finally voiced his thoughts.


    It wasn''t just the ore that intrigued him¡ªthough the potential for mining here was certainly tempting. What truly piqued his curiosity was what else might be hidden within the cave''s depths. Especially considering that, on their way here, they had felt at least three massive tremors, strong enough to shake the entire cave system.


    It should be something big lurking in the depths.


    After a moment of contemplation, Edrik responded. "If we go deeper, it might take us until midnight to fully explore the area. However, I believe it''s still worth doing. Besides, we can be fairly certain that our troops in the other cave will remain safe until tomorrow, with Lyrassa, Baldric, and Mira watching over them."


    Atlas nodded in agreement, and they pressed forward, venturing deeper into the cave.


    No one voiced any complaints. In truth, among him and his elite subordinates, he was the only one struggling to navigate the unstable cave passages. The deeper they went, the more the cold seeped into his bones, growing sharper and more unforgiving.


    The journey was grueling. Atlas could feel the relentless strain of the rough terrain and the biting cold, both pushing him toward the edge of surrender. Dark thoughts occasionally crept into his mind¡ªwhat if another massive tremor struck and sealed off their exit? Or worse, what if they were buried alive inside this cave?


    Yeah¡­ that was a terrifying thought.


    Though, technically, Atlas did have a way out if things went terribly wrong. He possessed an item from the Gacha that allowed him and his subordinates to teleport en masse to a safe location in case of extreme danger.


    However, it was a rare and valuable item¡ªone he wasn''t willing to waste unless the situation became truly dire.


    After what felt like two or three hours of wandering through the cave with no clear direction¡ªonly following Kurogasa''s instincts¡ªthey finally reached an area where the tremors, which had previously only occurred two or three times an hour, were now happening more frequently.


    Ten to fifteen times within a single hour.


    Atlas exhaled, his curiosity piqued. "Tell me, Edrik, what''s the worst possible scenario for whatever it is we''re approaching?"


    Edrik didn''t hesitate. "It could be a Raid Monster¡ªthe Island''s Boss Monster."


    "A Raid Monster?" Atlas repeated, his interest deepening.


    "Aside from conquering key zones and waging war against other lords, one of the best ways to earn a large amount of Dominion Points is by finding and defeating a Raid Monster on an island. Taking it down would give us a major advantage over rival lords¡ªespecially if we manage to secure rare loot from the battle."


    "Oh," Atlas muttered, a slow grin forming behind his mask. "That sounds¡­ interesting." Then, he suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to Edrik. "And why didn''t you mention this earlier?"


    Edrik tilted his head slightly. "Because you asked for the worst possibility. And that was it."


    No, that wasn''t it¡­ If Edrik was saying this was a Raid Monster, then didn''t that mean it would take a few lords and a massive army to take it down?


    And yet, here they were¡ªa small group, with Atlas himself still only a Lord Rank 1.


    "Edrik, isn''t this dangerous?" Atlas asked, a hint of doubt creeping into his voice.


    Edrik chuckled, flashing a confident grin. "My Lord, as long as Kurogasa hasn''t signaled any danger, I believe we can keep moving forward."


    Even so, Atlas still felt uncertain. He turned to Kurogasa for confirmation, and the Ninja Rat gave him a slow, deliberate bow, affirming Edrik''s words.


    But seriously¡­ just because they were safe didn''t mean Atlas was.


    Then, moments later, the ground trembled violently once more¡ªthis time, the impact was even stronger, its force rippling through the entire cave around them.


    After some time, at the end of the tunnel, they saw it¡ªa brighter light filtering through, revealing an opening to something different. Something bigger. Maybe another vast chamber within the cave.


    Slowly, they moved toward the tunnel''s exit. And the moment Atlas stepped inside, he instinctively adjusted his vision to the shift in lighting. Then, as his eyes fully adjusted, he finally saw what lay ahead.


    It was¡­ a massive cave chamber.


    At its center was what appeared to be a frozen lava pool, its surface glowing with a soft, bluish hue that illuminated the entire chamber with an eerie, almost unnatural light.


    And at that very moment, Atlas understood the source of the relentless tremors they had been feeling all this time.


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 Chapter 146 - 146 - The Cave’s Final Warning

    Atlas stood still for a moment, simply taking in the vast space before him. The soft blue glow emanating from the frozen pool, combined with the floating elemental particles scattered throughout the chamber, made the entire place feel ethereal, like a hidden sanctuary untouched by time.


    This was undoubtedly once an active lava pool before the island became frozen¡ªan obvious conclusion, considering the island''s volcanic nature. It bore similarities to Flare Peak, the volcanic island, making a location like this somewhat expected.


    However, the sheer size of the chamber and the massive expanse of the frozen lava pool made him wonder¡ªwere the powerful tremors they had been feeling truly coming from within the ice?


    He couldn''t shake the thought¡­ What if a powerful monster was trapped beneath the frozen surface, waiting for the ice to weaken and the island''s environment to shift back to its natural state?


    Suddenly, another violent tremor shook the ground beneath them. Atlas steadied his footing just as a deep, guttural roar echoed through the cave, vibrating against the walls. S§×ar?h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    It was a massive roar. One that could only belong to a creature of enormous size.


    What kind of monster could unleash a sound like that?


    "The monster is definitely trapped inside the lake," Edrik was the first to speak.


    Kurogasa gave a slight nod, confirming the statement. "There is a powerful creature beneath the ice. But from the looks of it¡­ it''s not fully trapped. The lake isn''t entirely frozen."


    "The island''s boss monster?" Atlas asked, needing confirmation.


    "There''s no doubt about it," Edrik replied. "Judging by the sheer power and the terror this thing can instill¡­ this is it."


    Atlas, driven by curiosity, took a step closer to the frozen pool. His eyes traced the cracks that ran along its surface¡ªfractures sealed in ice.


    Had these cracks formed from powerful strikes beneath the lake?


    He hesitated for only a moment before stepping onto the frozen surface. His heart pounded against his ribs, the thought racing through his mind¡ªwhat if this triggers the monster to emerge?


    But nothing happened.


    He took another step, then another, his confidence slowly building.


    Seeing Atlas move, Kurogasa¡ªwho never strayed far from his side¡ªsilently followed, stepping onto the ice with practiced ease.


    Discovering this place before any other lord on the island was an incredible privilege. It gave Atlas a head start, allowing him to take action before anyone else. Whatever benefits this kind of discovery held, one thing was certain¡ªthis monster was meant to be conquered.


    Defeating a creature of this magnitude would solidify his standing as a lord, pushing him further up the ranks and increasing his chances of winning control over the island.


    Lyrassa had thoroughly scanned her previous island target, and she had found nothing similar to this. According to Edrik, that was expected. The higher an island''s rank, the greater the challenges¡ªand the more complex the battles.


    With that in mind, if Atlas somehow could defeat this monster, it would bring him one step closer to securing this island entirely.


    So far, he had yet to make a decisive move against the strong alliance of rival lords. He had been biding his time, gathering resources, ensuring that when he did act, it wouldn''t be in vain. This Dynamic Environment Island was rare¡ªwho knew when he would have another chance to claim a place with such unique conditions?


    Strengthening his troops as a whole was also a crucial strategy. The stronger his army, the greater his overall force, which was something he needed to climb the ranks quickly.


    Yes, he intended to rise¡ªfast.


    Especially because he had so much untapped potential to chase after. By leveling up his elite subordinates at a faster pace, he could unlock their hidden abilities, ones currently sealed due to the level nerf they had suffered after being summoned by him.


    At the same time, Atlas was already running through different ways he could turn this situation to his advantage. Like, maybe¡­


    First, according to Edrik, defeating this kind of monster with Atlas''s current strength alone was nearly impossible.


    Just considering the monster''s potential level¡ªit was likely over level 100. That wasn''t something they could take on easily, especially if it was a Raid Monster.


    Given the current power level of Atlas and his troops, they were only just capable of handling Raid Monsters up to level 80. Yes, these monsters were that strong and that deadly.


    If this one was truly above level 100, then there was no doubt¡ªmany of his troops would die in battle. And that¡­ was not an appealing idea.


    However, that concern quickly faded as another thought took shape.


    What if¡­ instead of fighting it himself, he lured the alliance of lords outside into doing it for him?


    Wait¡­ wouldn''t that mean he''d be giving up this golden opportunity?


    Not really.


    Being here first meant he had the time and preparation needed to ensure he could take the most advantage of this situation.


    If he allowed the alliance of lords to hunt this monster, he could capitalize on the battle¡ªwaiting for the right moment to strike the finishing blow. Not only would this let him claim the kill and its rewards, but it also meant the opposing lords would be weakened in the process. And that¡­ would bring him one step closer to securing control over the island.


    Atlas had already begun forming multiple scenarios in his mind¡ªdifferent ways to execute this plan. But he knew it would take time.


    First, he needed to wait.


    Wait for the monster to break free from the frozen pool¡ªperhaps when the island''s climate shifted, allowing it to awaken.


    And while waiting, he could focus on making the necessary preparations to execute his plan flawlessly.


    Just as Atlas was deep in thought, another massive tremor shook the entire cave. For a few seconds¡­


    But this time¡­ it didn''t stop.


    The shaking only grew stronger with each passing moment.


    What''s happening?


    Kurogasa stepped closer and spoke in a low, urgent tone. "My Lord, I believe we should move away from the frozen pool."


    "Move away?"


    Atlas tried to steady his footing as the tremors made it increasingly difficult to remain standing. He took a step back¡ªjust as a deep, jagged crack tore through the center of the frozen lake.


    Ice shards and debris exploded outward, scattering across the chamber.


    Is the monster waking up? But¡­ wasn''t it buried beneath thick layers of ice?


    The cracks continued to spread, radiating from the lake''s center. It was clear now¡ªthat was the origin of the destruction.


    Atlas instinctively moved further back until he was completely off the frozen pool''s surface.


    The cave trembled violently, loose rocks crumbling from the walls and ceiling, crashing onto the frozen ground. Then, a deep, primal roar erupted from beneath the ice¡ªso powerful it sent another wave of tremors through the chamber.


    Atlas struggled to keep his balance.


    Was the monster trying to break free?


    Kurogasa remained close by, standing guard, but he made no move to force Atlas to retreat. Did that mean¡­ it was still safe to stay?


    Still, with the cave shaking this much, Atlas couldn''t help but worry. If the tunnel leading to this chamber collapsed, getting out would become much more difficult.


    Then, a massive impact struck from below¡ªfollowed by a deafening explosion.


    A violent shockwave blasted through the chamber as enormous chunks of ice erupted from the lake''s surface, shooting in every direction. The force sent jagged ice boulders crashing against the cave walls and ceiling, causing even more debris to fall.


    Atlas instinctively shielded his face with his arm as the explosion sent freezing shards scattering through the air.


    And it didn''t stop there.


    The cracks widened further, sending even larger ice fragments flying, smashing into the frozen ground with crushing force. The ceiling above the pool groaned as more pressure built up from below.


    Then came the final explosion.


    A massive rupture split the lake apart, sending a towering blast of shattered ice and steam into the air. It was as if something deep below was forcibly creating a hole¡ªdesperate to break free.


    Atlas and the others instinctively stepped back, retreating toward the edge of the chamber.


    But even from there, he still had a clear view of the frozen pool.


    He could see it¡ªwhatever was stirring beneath the ice, whatever was about to emerge from the depths.


    Then, something truly terrifying happened.


    Not just a roar¡ªan ear-shattering, bone-rattling roar that forced Atlas to clamp his hands over his ears. It was raw, unfiltered power, shaking the very air around them, far louder than anything they had heard before.


    And then¡ª


    A massive surge of energy erupted from the gaping hole in the center of the frozen lake.


    A supermassive blast of frozen energy, like a cannon of pure ice, shot into the air with terrifying force. It crashed into the cave''s ceiling, sending shockwaves rippling through the entire chamber.


    The impact was immense, triggering another violent quake that nearly knocked Atlas off his feet. The cave groaned under the strain, cracks spreading across the frozen lake from the sheer force of the blast.


    Damn.


    The monster was breaking free¡ªand way faster than he had anticipated.


    And then the real question hit him.


    What kind of monster is that?!


    **


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 Chapter 147 - 147 - The Eternal Glacier

    A massive cannon blast of ice erupted from the gaping hole in the frozen lava pool, launching upward with terrifying force. At the same time, a deafening roar thundered through the cave¡ªan unmistakable sound of pure, unbridled fury.


    Then, from within the depths of that frozen abyss, something began to emerge.


    Something colossal.


    The ground shook violently as the creature forced its way up, the surrounding ice shattering in an explosive burst, sending massive debris flying in all directions.


    And then, it appeared.


    What is that¡­?


    Rising from the icy depths was a leviathan-like monstrosity, its entire body covered in jagged, frost-coated scales. Its glowing blue eyes burned with cold, relentless fury as it unleashed another blast of frozen flames, chilling the air so intensely that the temperature around them dropped even further.


    Atlas stood frozen, staring in awe and dread at the beast that had finally revealed itself. And the terrifying part?


    This was only its head and a portion of its upper body.


    Yet, even with just that, its sheer size was undeniable.


    The leviathan continued to spew freezing breath in all directions, its icy blasts solidifying the air itself, creating instant ice traps capable of imprisoning anything unfortunate enough to be caught in them.


    Then, before Atlas could even process it, the monster''s name and level appeared before him.


    [Epic ¨C Ishvarok the Eternal Glacier Lv. 125]


    Atlas''s breath hitched.


    An Epic-grade monster.


    He had seen one before, when a beast of the same rank had attacked the Veylamar City, nearly reducing it to rubble with its sheer strength alone.


    However, that one had been even stronger, above Level 200.


    This time, the monster was Level 125. Yet even so¡­ for an island where most players averaged around Level 90, this would be an absolute nightmare.


    And as for Atlas?


    His troops weren''t even all Level 50 yet.


    Challenging this thing¡­?


    That would be suicide.


    Kurogasa grabbed Atlas''s arm just as the cannon blast of icy flames hurtled toward the entrance of the massive cave chamber.


    Without hesitation, they sprinted away, narrowly avoiding the incoming attack. S§×arch* The N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    A deafening crash echoed through the cavern as the freezing blast struck the tunnel entrance, instantly sealing it shut with a thick wall of solid ice. The air itself crackled from the sheer cold, and just like that¡ª


    The monster''s roar was silenced, trapped behind the frozen barricade.


    Atlas stood still, breath heavy, his mind racing. The terrifying image of the beast was still burned into his vision.


    How¡­ how the hell was anyone supposed to fight that?


    One attack¡ªjust one¡ªand it had completely sealed off the entire passageway.


    If a single strike could cause that much devastation, what would happen to an entire army standing in its path? Would they even survive long enough to fight back?


    Could an army of Level 100+ awakeners even stand a chance against something like this?


    And yet¡­


    If this monster exists on a Rank 2 island, doesn''t that mean it should still be within the range of what a Rank 2 Lord can handle?


    More importantly¡ªdefeating a creature of this magnitude would undoubtedly yield extraordinary rewards.


    An Epic-grade monster.


    Common. Rare. Elite. Epic.


    The fourth rank in the grading system¡ªyet already, the sheer terror it commanded was on another level.


    After concluding their discoveries for the day, Atlas led his elite subordinates back to the surface, returning to where the rest of his troops were stationed.


    At the very least, he would need two more days to bring the remainder of his forces here. Only then could he begin executing his full plan.


    According to Baldric, mining ore from a cave like this often had a chance of triggering certain events. The most common occurrence?


    Attracting monsters from deeper within the cave.


    If a monster attack was a real possibility, then their approach had to be strategic. Some of his troops would focus on mining, while others would be assigned to guard duty¡ªdefending against potential waves of monsters.


    As they made their way back, Atlas began discussing his thoughts and strategies for dealing with the Raid Monster they had discovered. Specifically, his plan to manipulate one of the lord alliances into fighting the beast¡ªwhile he positioned himself to steal the victory in the end.


    Edrik responded thoughtfully, "I believe Alliance A or Alliance B would be capable of fighting the monster¡ªif they were to mobilize their full forces."


    Atlas gave a slow nod, processing the information. From there, he began considering which alliance would be the best target for this strategy.


    "Alliance A will likely continue holding their ground at the Central Fortress," Atlas mused.


    Edrik remained silent for a moment before offering a small bow in acknowledgment.


    "That means," Atlas continued, "the only alliance that might be willing to mobilize their entire army against the Raid Monster is Alliance B. Right now, they''re stuck. Their current position has them at a disadvantage due to Alliance A''s dominance over the key zones. If Alliance B manages to secure the Raid Monster''s kill, their chances of winning control over the island will increase significantly."


    Edrik nodded in agreement. "I believe that as well."


    Now, the only question was¡ªhow to lure Alliance B into finding the Raid Monster before anyone else.


    And more importantly¡ªhow to secure the victory once the battle began.


    **


    Atlas remained focused on thoroughly exploring the first cave he had discovered. Now that he had more troops under his command, they were able to clear out monsters much faster. At the same time, Baldric was gathering an even larger supply of materials for crafting the armor Atlas had set his sights on.


    However¡­ in reality, this wasn''t something he could complete within the limited timeframe of the Dominion Skirmish.


    If Atlas wanted a stable supply of these resources, he would need to win control of the island.


    Especially considering that, in the near future, his army would continue expanding¡ªeventually reaching into the hundreds, or thousands.


    The Soulbinding Armor was an exceptional, highly versatile piece of equipment. Unlike standard armor, a single item could automatically generate a custom-fitted set tailored to the user''s individual profile.


    There was no other armor as remarkable and adaptive as this. At least, if there was, finding it would be far more difficult.


    On the third day, once all the troops under Lyrassa and Mira''s command had arrived, Atlas immediately began assigning roles.


    Baldric, Lyrassa, and Mira would remain in the first cave with Team Blaze and Team Cinder, while Team Eclipse would accompany Atlas to mine the ore in the second cave.


    As always, movements were kept to a minimum to avoid detection by enemy forces. Thanks to Kurogasa and the wolf beastkin, Veylor, both skilled scouts with unmatched speed and agility, the transition was executed flawlessly.


    By the end of the day, everyone had successfully relocated to the second cave.


    Once inside the ore chamber, the workers immediately took their positions, gripping their pickaxes in preparation to begin mining. Meanwhile, the combat units stationed themselves in the side tunnels of the cave, ready for any potential threats.


    The mining process began, the sharp clang of metal striking rock echoing through the cavern.


    An entire day passed.


    No monsters appeared.


    Until nightfall.


    That was when they saw them¡ªglowing red eyes emerging from the darkness, surrounding them from all directions.


    Atlas, Edrik, Kurogasa, and Morganna immediately took their positions, while Veylor and Team Eclipse prepared themselves as well.


    "Cave wolves," Edrik muttered, his voice calm but firm.


    The irony wasn''t lost on anyone¡ªespecially considering that Veylor himself was a wolf beastkin.


    "Gah! Undeveloped wolves! Kill them all!" Veylor snarled, his towering, muscular form looming beneath his armor, his own crimson eyes blazing with battle lust.


    The wolves lunged from every direction, their movements swift and relentless.


    But Atlas and his troops were ready. It was time for their first nighttime workout!


    They would continue this process for at least three more weeks, until Karian and Milo''s teams could finally join them. By then, they would have accumulated enough Dominion Points to secure their victory over Azure Dunes.


    During that time, two possibilities remained¡ª


    Either they could successfully carry out this mission undetected, steadily draining resources right under the noses of the other lord alliances...


    Or the enemy would arrive first, disrupting Atlas''s carefully laid plans.


    ***


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 Chapter 148 - 148 - A Risky Meeting

    Atlas continued executing his current strategy¡ªgathering as many resources as possible while he still had time.


    With two weeks left before the ceasefire agreement between himself and Alliance C, led by Luna, took effect, this period was crucial. The ceasefire ensured that one less enemy would be an immediate threat, allowing him to focus on strengthening his forces.


    However, staying hidden for that long without being discovered by other lords on the island was no easy task.


    Each alliance was actively sending spies to scout the entire island. With every passing day, more and more areas were being uncovered. Fortunately, thanks to Kurogasa, no one had a more complete and accurate map of the island than Atlas''s team.


    To ensure their two hidden caves remained undiscovered, Kurogasa and Veylor were assigned to constant surveillance around both locations. They maintained communication at all times, ensuring that if enemy scouts got too close, they would divert their attention elsewhere.


    And if, by chance, an enemy couldn''t be misled, they had a backup plan¡ª


    Using the Veilstone Cloak to conceal the cave entrance.


    Since they only had one of these rare items, Kurogasa was constantly on the move, shifting between the two caves whenever necessary to ensure the best use of their only concealment tool.


    This routine continued for an entire week, and the resource-gathering efforts finally began paying off.


    Even Baldric took action¡ªhe set up a temporary blacksmith''s forge inside the cave and immediately began crafting the Soulbinding Armor on-site! If he could finish at least a few sets before the real battle began, it would significantly increase Atlas''s team''s chances of victory.


    For now, the elite subordinates and the team leaders were the top priority, as they held the most critical combat roles. Additionally, several frontline tankers and shield-bearers were next in line, ensuring that their strongest defenders had the best possible protection before the inevitable war broke out.


    The two caves Atlas had been using for resource gathering had truly become a second home for his forces. Unlike the harsh conditions outside, the caves provided a stable temperature and a safe haven from sudden monster attacks.


    They always ensured that any threats were dealt with first before venturing deeper, reducing the chances of an ambush.


    Additionally, they were also protected from sudden battles with rival lords. The caves provided natural concealment, making them one of the safest locations on the island.


    However, Atlas knew that this safety was temporary. It was only a matter of time before their hiding spots were discovered.


    That didn''t mean he would just sit back and wait. In reality, he was already several steps ahead, planning the next phase of his strategy. Sear?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Because despite the glimmer of hope that lay ahead, the truth remained¡ª


    His army was outnumbered.


    His troops were lower level.


    And that was not something to take lightly.


    Their enemies were experienced lords with battle-hardened troops who had fought in far more wars. Even from raw power alone, Atlas''s forces were at a clear disadvantage.


    Which meant¡­


    They had to make full use of every resource at their disposal. They needed tactics¡ªunconventional, ruthless, and deceptive tactics. Because in war, the only rule that mattered was winning.


    And Atlas?


    He had no hesitation in doing whatever it took to secure his victory.


    **


    Ten days had passed since his previous meeting with Luna. And today, he intended to meet her again. It would mark the beginning of something far bigger.


    With Kurogasa at his side, Atlas made his way toward the open clearing where Luna''s forces were stationed.


    Several tents were set up across the area, surrounding a tower-like structure at the center¡ªan outer fort marking one of the key zones under Luna''s control.


    The two figures emerged from the shadows, stepping into plain sight. Instantly, every soldier in the camp turned their attention toward them.


    And the moment they recognized the two intruders¡ª


    Weapons were drawn.


    Every single one of them stood at the ready.


    Several figures stepped forward from the camp¡ªfour women and one man, all of whom radiated experience and strength. Their swift, coordinated response made it clear¡ªthey were Luna''s most capable warriors.


    "State your purpose!" one of them demanded.


    But before Atlas could respond, another spoke up.


    "Wait, I know who they are."


    Atlas took a moment to observe them closely.


    One thing immediately stood out¡ª


    Unlike their previously flashy, over-the-top magical girl outfits, Luna''s troops were now dressed in practical, thick-furred armor suited for the island''s brutal cold.


    This confirmed what Kurogasa had previously reported¡ªthey only wore those ridiculous magical girl uniforms during battle.


    Which raised an interesting thought¡­


    Was their transformation ability limited? Did it consume stamina or have a duration that prevented them from using it frequently?


    Atlas stored that thought away for later. For now, he stepped forward and spoke clearly.


    "Atlas of Gacha Haven. I wish to meet with Lord Luna, and as you all know, we are currently under an agreed ceasefire."


    Silence followed.


    Then, a familiar voice rang out from within the camp.


    "Lower your weapons."


    The moment Atlas heard it, he immediately recognized the speaker.


    It was Luna.


    A soft, calm, and composed voice¡ªone that, surprisingly, carried a natural sense of reassurance. It was a tone similar to Lyrassa''s. A tone that felt out of place for someone leading an army in war.


    Everyone turned toward the source of the voice.


    Standing near the camp''s center was a figure clad in thick armor and a heavy fur-lined jacket. From a distance, only her face was visible.


    But Atlas had no doubt¡ªit was Luna. Yeah¡­ even Luna herself was in her normal form.


    And strangely enough, Atlas felt a wave of relief. Because for a while now, a certain nagging question had been bothering him.


    He had briefly wondered¡ªdid their transformation ability also alter their entire bodies? He had no idea why, but something about Luna looking so young always made him wonder¡­


    Was she actually just a teenage girl? Or did the transformation change their physical forms entirely?


    But seeing her now, dressed in normal clothing, in her real form¡ª


    That question was finally answered.


    Luna walked toward Atlas, moving past her troops with a calm, steady pace. Stopping just a few steps away, she tilted her head up slightly to meet his gaze¡ªher small frame making the height difference between them even more apparent.


    She smiled.


    "You came earlier than we agreed. Did you change your mind?" she asked.


    "Not really," Atlas replied. "But I do have an interesting offer I''d like to discuss with you."


    Luna gave a slow nod before responding.


    "Let''s talk inside." Then, she glanced behind Atlas¡ªwhere only one other person stood. "I don''t know if you feel safe entering our camp, but if you''d rather not, we can talk out here instead."


    Walking deeper into enemy territory¡ªalone, with only Kurogasa at his side¡ªwas undeniably risky. The lords here were stronger, their numbers overwhelming. If things went south, escaping wouldn''t be easy.


    But¡­


    Atlas wasn''t about to lie to himself.


    It was freezing out here.


    Even after all this time, he still hadn''t fully adjusted to the kind of cold that bit deep into his bones and numbed his skin.


    And besides¡­ something about Luna felt different from the other lords he had encountered. She was less hostile. Less threatening. And, strangely enough, Atlas found himself feeling comfortable around her.


    Luna tilted her head, waiting for his answer.


    Atlas exhaled. "Fine, let''s talk inside."


    The moment he agreed, Luna let out a soft, amused laugh.


    "You''re so cute¡­ But don''t worry, I won''t do anything dangerous or threatening. You''re even free to refuse any food we offer if you''re afraid we might poison it."


    Atlas and Kurogasa followed as she led them toward the tents.


    "Would you even consider poisoning us?" Atlas asked casually.


    "No, that would be a waste of time, wouldn''t it?" Luna replied without hesitation. "A direct battle would be much faster."


    Atlas smirked. "Me and my guard aren''t that easy to defeat."


    Luna chuckled, glancing at him with interest. "I admire your confidence. Well¡­ I hope you really did bring something interesting, considering how bold it was of you to come here with only one person at your side."


    ***


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 Chapter 149 - 149 - The One-Week Gamble

    Atlas sat across from Luna inside the tent, while Kurogasa remained standing alertly behind him.


    Surprisingly, despite the harsh environment outside, the tent was quite comfortable. There was a heater, a cabinet stocked with food, and a large table likely used for strategy discussions. On one side, there was even a comfortable-looking sofa¡ªan unexpected luxury in the middle of a battlefield.


    Luna leaned forward slightly, her expression curious yet composed.


    "So, what is this interesting offer that made you come all the way here¡­ just the two of you?" she asked, her voice carrying both enthusiasm and an undeniable sense of calm.


    Atlas didn''t waste time.


    "I offer an alliance."


    He stated his intent immediately, without any pretense or build-up. It was a bold move¡ªone that made his words sound almost questionable.


    And sure enough, Luna''s reaction was exactly what he had expected.


    "That is¡­ interesting."


    She studied him for a moment before tilting her head slightly. "You''re offering us an alliance¡­ but shouldn''t it be you begging us for one? What makes this situation different? Why should we even consider this offer¡ªwhen we have more troops, more lords, higher levels, and, quite frankly, more power?"


    Atlas smirked.


    "I''m offering an alliance that will guarantee we win this island," he said smoothly. "And in return, I will grant you access to this island in the future¡ªwhile we retain full control over it."


    Luna''s expression shifted into one of mild skepticism. Of course, what Atlas had just said sounded completely unrealistic. Because, frankly, it was. Yet, instead of dismissing him outright, she remained composed.


    "Tell me more."


    Her voice was calm, despite the fact that someone in her position could have easily laughed him off or ordered him out for making such a bold claim.


    Atlas leaned forward slightly.


    "First, Luna¡ªtell me. Let''s say the alliance currently holding the Central Fortress is Alliance A, while the one controlling the majority of key zones is Alliance B. And let''s call your group Alliance C. In an all-out battle, do you believe you could defeat Alliance A or Alliance B?"


    Luna fell silent, her expression thoughtful. She took a moment to process his words, as if carefully weighing her answer.


    Then, after a brief pause, she spoke.


    "I''m not sure about an all-out battle," she admitted. "Because in terms of pure strength, Alliance C is weaker than both A and B."


    She fell silent again, her answer deliberate but vague. It was clear¡ªshe wasn''t overconfident, but she also wasn''t ruling herself out entirely.


    Atlas smirked slightly.


    "Then what do you think about this? Let''s say Alliance A is the only one left standing. Only Alliance A¡­ your alliance¡­ and my team remain on this island. If we merged our forces¡ªwhat would be our chances of winning?"


    Luna tilted her head at his question.


    "Atlas¡­ I don''t know how strong your forces actually are. That''s why I can''t answer that," she admitted. "But an all-out battle is never the best answer in a Dominion Skirmish. Sure, our odds of winning alone might be slim¡ªbut factors can always shift. Who knows? That''s why we have strategies. And those are what truly lead us to victory."


    Atlas chuckled. "That''s quite a safe response."


    He leaned back slightly, his tone shifting.


    She continued. "So now, the real question is¡­ why? Where does your previous overconfidence come from?"


    Atlas let her question linger in the air for a moment, giving Luna the time to process everything. At the very least, her body language made it clear¡ªshe was truly considering his words. Despite how absurd his offer sounded, she was still willing to listen.


    Meanwhile, Atlas himself knew one undeniable truth¡ª


    This war was impossible to win alone. He needed an alliance. He needed support.


    But¡­


    He refused to enter an alliance if it meant sacrificing full control of the island. That, he would not accept.


    And so, he finally spoke.


    "I want to invite you to fight together against Alliance A."


    Luna nodded slowly, signaling that she was still listening.


    "But I don''t want to be under anyone," Atlas continued. "I want to claim the island for myself¡ªwith the agreement that every lord in this alliance will have the right to use and harvest its resources once we''ve secured victory."


    Luna''s gaze sharpened.


    "What exactly are you offering that makes you so overconfident with those terms?"


    Atlas gave a slow nod before stating his next words clearly and deliberately.


    "I will destroy Alliance B. Completely. In my own way."


    He let those words settle.


    Luna''s response was immediate.


    "How?" she asked. "You do realize that Alliance B is even stronger than mine, right? Then how do you plan to do it? And if you can do it alone, why do you even need my alliance?"


    Atlas shook his head.


    "I don''t need to tell you how."


    His voice was firm.


    "I only need to say that I will do it. And once it happens, once it''s over¡ªI will return. That''s the requirement I''ve set for myself before this alliance can take form."


    Luna let out a slow sigh. "How much time do you need?"


    Atlas smirked slightly. "So¡­ you believe me?"


    Luna exhaled again, this time in frustration. "Listen, Atlas. I already told you¡ªyou should leave this island. And now you''re wasting time trying to delay my warning with some ridiculous plan?"


    She leaned back, arms crossed. "I''ve been patient enough to listen to your idea, but¡­ this just doesn''t make sense."


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    Atlas cut off Luna before she could say anything more.


    "In one week, I''ll return and show you the results. Once that happens, we can have a real discussion about our alliance¡ªone where both sides set their terms."


    Luna furrowed her brows, her skepticism deepening. "I''m not desperate enough to entertain this fantasy of yours. No matter what strategy you use, no matter what tricks you pull¡ªyour forces are too small."


    Atlas smirked. "You were the one who said it yourself, weren''t you?" he countered. "I have no intention of confronting them in an all-out battle. I have a plan. This is about strategy."


    Luna narrowed her eyes. "And you''re so sure your strategy will work?"


    Atlas leaned back slightly, his tone unwavering. "I''ll be back in one week. You''ll see the results for yourself."


    Luna exhaled sharply, shaking her head.


    "And what exactly are we supposed to do until then?" she asked, her patience clearly wearing thin. "Obviously, I won''t be sharing my plans with you, but I''d at least like to hear something remotely logical from your side."


    Atlas nodded slowly.


    "Let''s say¡­ treat my entire force as equivalent to one Rank 2 Lord and their troops. That way, it''ll be easier for you to visualize the scale and strength of my overall army when we work together. Regardless of the reasoning, the fact remains¡ªwe need to weaken Alliance A as much as possible before the final battle against them. That''s the only way we''ll win."


    Luna tilted her head slightly, still skeptical.


    "And how exactly do you plan to do that?"


    "We chip away at them," Atlas replied simply. "Bit by bit, we weaken them, ensuring their overall strength keeps dwindling¡ªmaking it easier for us to take them down when the time comes."


    Luna let out a dry chuckle, shaking her head.


    "You do realize they can keep sending more troops to this island, right?" she said, now clearly irritated. "You know how valuable this place is¡ªthey''ll do anything to secure it."


    Atlas gave a slow nod. But he didn''t say anything further. Because he knew¡ªby now, Luna understood exactly what needed to be done. In reality, he was certain she and her forces were already working on guerrilla tactics to slowly drain the enemy''s power.


    And with that, the conversation had already gone exactly where he wanted it to.


    After a few more exchanges¡ªmost of which revolved around uncertain possibilities and Luna''s obvious skepticism¡ªAtlas decided to end the discussion for the day.


    "Thanks for at least being willing to hear me out."


    Luna raised an eyebrow. "You mean your crazy ideas?" she corrected.


    Atlas chuckled. "You''re the most respectful lord I''ve met in this whole war."


    Luna smirked. "That just means you haven''t met many lords yet, have you?"


    "You could say that."


    With that, Atlas and Kurogasa left the tent, stepping back into the freezing night.


    Without looking back, they silently made their way beyond the camp''s perimeter, disappearing into the dense, frost-covered forest.


    They left behind an unspoken agreement¡ªone that neither side could say for certain how it would play out.


    Some might call this a gamble.


    But to Atlas?


    This was a well-planned strategy. And he was ready to execute it exactly as intended.


    As they moved further away, he spoke to Kurogasa, his voice steady and sure.


    "Let''s move on to our next plan."


    ***


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 Chapter 150 - 150 - The Midnight Stampede

    It was a dead night, where the endless darkness merged with the merciless cold of the frozen island. The temperature was brutally low, making every step a struggle, every breath a biting chill.


    Navigating through this harsh terrain was difficult, visibility nearly nonexistent¡ªif not for the pale glow of the moon casting its dim light over one side of the island. It wasn''t much, but it was just enough to make traversing the frozen ground and enduring the occasional snowstorms slightly more manageable.


    Tonight, however, Atlas wasn''t alone. He was accompanied by Baldric, Kurogasa, and Morganna¡ªand for once, he was grateful for Baldric''s presence. At the very least, Baldric''s natural body heat provided some relief from the unbearable cold, allowing Atlas to edge closer and steal some warmth from the towering dwarf beside him.


    Only in conditions like this did Atlas truly feel the gap in adaptability between himself and the others. He needed to push himself further¡ªto improve his resistance, to strengthen his body against even harsher environments.


    Because out of the four of them¡ªexcept Atlas¡ªcalling the others normal didn''t feel quite right. They were something far beyond that.


    Atlas was the only one struggling against the freezing cold.


    Meanwhile, Baldric casually plowed through the deep snow, the flames that occasionally flickered across his body melting everything in his path.


    Morganna? She was completely unaffected by the temperature¡ªlike the cold itself refused to touch her.


    As for Kurogasa?


    Well, even he admitted that compared to Baldric and Morganna, he was relatively normal. But normal for Kurogasa still meant exceptional adaptability. Even in this brutal cold, he moved effortlessly¡ªleaping, running, and scouting ahead to find the best possible path through the frozen wasteland.


    Some time later, somewhere around midnight, they arrived at an open clearing. At its center stood a massive mound of ice, looming in the darkness.


    To an untrained eye, it appeared to be nothing more than a natural formation.


    But Atlas knew better. Or rather¡ªKurogasa had already uncovered the truth during his earlier scouting.


    And yes¡­


    That wasn''t just a mound of ice. It was something else entirely.


    At that moment, Morganna stepped forward, approaching the frozen mass. As she moved, her entire body ignited¡ªengulfed in swirling flames of shadow and blood. Without hesitation¡ªher figure blurred forward in an instant, closing the distance between herself and the massive mound.


    Morganna raised her right hand, and a surge of shadow energy burst forth, twisting and elongating until it took the shape of a curved, wicked blade. In an instant, her signature scythe materialized in her grasp, and she immediately shifted into an attacking stance.


    And yes¡ª


    Her target was none other than the massive mound of snow, now fully illuminated by the faint moonlight hanging over the frozen landscape.


    Without hesitation, Morganna slashed. Her scythe carved through the icy mound with unnatural speed, slicing apart the frozen mass in an instant. The hardened snow shattered and scattered in every direction, torn apart by the sheer force of her attack.


    Then¡ª


    Atlas felt it. A deep, trembling vibration beneath his feet. The ground shook. A roar erupted from within the mound.


    A moment later, a violent explosion sent shards of ice blasting outward, forcing Morganna to swiftly retreat.


    From the collapsing snow and ice, something stirred.


    Something massive.


    It rose.


    A colossal figure emerged from beneath the frozen ground, its body shedding the layers of ice that had entombed it.


    A second earth-shaking stomp followed, accompanied by another thunderous roar that sent a wave of force rippling through the ground.


    And finally¡ªAtlas saw it. The creature they had come here to wake.


    It stood on four massive legs, its silhouette towering in the moonlit night. A thick, muscular trunk extended outward, and from its head, two enormous curved tusks jutted forward¡ªboth covered in jagged formations of ice. Its entire body was wrapped in a thick layer of frozen armor, with spikes of crystallized ice protruding from its back and shoulders.


    The creature lifted its massive trunk high into the air. Its glowing blue eyes burned like icy embers in the darkness. And with one final, earth-shaking bellow, it fully awoke.


    [Elite - Icefang Colossus Lv. 122]


    A massive, mammoth-like monster. An Elite-grade beast, Level 122.


    Even from a distance, its sheer size and presence were enough to gauge its overwhelming strength. And it was obvious¡ªthis wasn''t a monster Atlas could take down. Not even with Kurogasa, Baldric, and Morganna at his side.


    Well, the possibility was there, but he had no intention of working that hard on a freezing night just to subdue a beast like that.


    But did they come all this way in the dead of night just to slay it?


    No.


    They were here for one reason¡ªTo wake it up and let it take a little stroll through the nearby area.


    Baldric crossed his arms, his deep, rumbling voice breaking the cold air. "That thick mammalian hide¡­ would make fine warm clothing for us."


    Atlas smirked slightly. "We can harvest the monster after it finishes its little task." he quipped, lacing his words with sarcasm.


    Morganna, still standing near the massive beast, remained perfectly still¡ªas if waiting. Waiting for the monster to finish its roar of awakening.


    And the moment its glowing blue eyes locked onto her¡­ It was as if it had just discovered its new purpose for the night.


    With a thunderous stomp, the massive creature lunged forward, its weight shaking the ground beneath it.


    Morganna merely vanished in an instant, reappearing at another distant point.


    Now, it was set. A mammoth-sized beast had begun its chase. And the Vampire Queen was leading it exactly where they wanted it to go.


    Atlas and the others trailed behind the rampaging mammoth, watching as the beast charged furiously through the frozen forest, relentlessly chasing the one who had disturbed its slumber.


    The massive creature tore through snow-laden trees, its sheer bulk shattering everything in its path. Each step sent shockwaves through the ground, shaking the frozen landscape as it clashed with the occasional howling snowstorm sweeping through the night.


    Seriously¡­ in a freezing situation like this, why am I thinking about eating elephant meat?


    The thought popped into Atlas''s mind, completely uninvited¡ªbut strangely tempting.


    Time passed.


    They continued following the same pattern until, finally, they reached a vantage point. Atlas, Baldric, and Kurogasa stood atop a snow-covered hill, gazing down at the unfolding chaos below.


    The mammoth monster barreled through the forest, tearing toward a camp nestled in the clearing below.


    There were tents, watchmen, and more soldiers stationed inside. The moment they heard the thunderous stomps and guttural roars, the entire camp sprang into action. Guards rushed out, weapons drawn, their postures tense and ready for battle.


    Yes. This was exactly what Atlas had planned.


    The mammoth stormed into the camp, its rage completely redirected. It no longer cared for Morganna. Now, its new enemies were the soldiers before it.


    A battle erupted¡ªchaotic and unplanned, a sudden clash in the dead of night. The raging snowstorm made things even worse, forcing the troops below to fight in brutal, freezing conditions.


    From their vantage point, Atlas could see their numbers weren''t high¡ªbarely over a dozen.


    But even from afar, it was clear¡ªThese soldiers were high-level. Their weapons gleamed with power, their stances disciplined. And now, they were forced into an unexpected battle against a rampaging Elite-grade monster.


    This was one of the best strategies to slowly chip away at the enemy''s strength¡ªBy taking advantage of Atlas and his elite subordinates'' greatest strength: Their ability to fight efficiently in the dead of night.


    Meanwhile, their enemies were forced to expend their stamina and energy battling a massive, rampaging monster in the freezing darkness.


    Atlas watched as the troops below coordinated their attacks, attempting to subdue the beast. But even with their well-trained formations, the brutal conditions worked against them.


    The pitch-black night.


    The biting cold.


    The harsh wind that cut through the battlefield.


    It made every movement sluggish, every action a struggle.


    Yet¡ªeven so, they managed to wound the monster. But the mammoth fought back, its wild, destructive force smashing through anyone nearby, its sheer size and rage turning the camp into a war zone.


    And the troops didn''t back down. Because they couldn''t.


    They were stationed here to guard a key zone¡ªan outer fort. They were separated forces from Alliance A, and venturing beyond the camp in the dead of night, under such freezing conditions, was as good as suicide.


    The battle dragged on.


    Atlas could see it¡ªtheir movements slowing, exhaustion creeping in. Some soldiers, wounded and drained, attempted to retreat, only to be swallowed by the abyss of darkness.


    And in that darkness¡ª


    A crimson gaze.


    A silent predator.


    Morganna was ready to fulfill her role¡ªbecoming the second Grim Reaper that night.


    One by one, those who tried to flee for safety instead met their end in the shadows, their lives claimed by the Vampire Queen.


    Baldric, standing beside Atlas, let out a low chuckle as he mimicked the voices of the soldiers below.


    "We''re under attack! There''s an ambush! Stay alert!"


    Atlas exhaled, voice barely above a murmur. "Should we assist Morganna?"


    Kurogasa, his tone calm yet certain, responded immediately. "My Lord, I will go if needed. But I believe this will end without us having to do anything." sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Atlas smirked. "In that case, let''s head down. Time to harvest some elephant meat¡ªwe''re having mammoth for breakfast."


    The smirk remained on his face as he stepped forward. "And¡­ let''s see what new weapons and armor we can collect while we''re at it."

 Chapter 151 - 151 - The First Armors Are Forged

    Atlas had only one week since his meeting with Luna, and within that time, he had to put his plan into full motion to completely annihilate Alliance B. Because of this, his daily schedule had become more grueling than ever¡ªless rest, more battles, and an ever-increasing workload.


    He had already crafted a meticulously planned strategy alongside his elite subordinates, a plan that was merely waiting for the perfect moment to be set into motion. He could not afford even a single mistake¡ªthis was the deciding factor that would determine whether his chances of victory were high or if everything would fall apart.


    Meanwhile, the hunt for monster spiders and the excavation of ores in the two caves continued. Even at this point, Baldric had successfully completed four new Soulbinding Armors¡ªa remarkable feat considering all the effort they had put into gathering the materials for crafting these magnificent pieces.


    However¡­ This was far from over. Atlas needed these armors in large numbers. Four would never be enough if he wanted to equip all his troops with the same Soulbinding Armor.


    At that moment, Atlas stood beside Baldric, who was seated in front of his makeshift forging tools. Before them were four completed armor sets¡ªthe final product of Baldric''s craftsmanship. Holding and seeing them firsthand only made Atlas even more eager to claim this island entirely for himself.


    "Hah! Unfortunately, the armor''s grade can only be determined once it''s bound to someone," Baldric remarked.


    Atlas nodded slowly, accepting the fact. "The armor grade gifted by the System, both mine and Morganna''s, is Epic-grade. I don''t know if there''s a possibility that the system could produce something even higher."


    He fell silent for a moment, studying the Soulbinding Armor blueprint once again. It clearly indicated that the item had the potential to range from Elite-grade to Legendary-grade. Just reading the word Legendary sent a wave of excitement through Atlas, fueling his desire to obtain that highest-tier armor.


    Just imagine¡ªhe already had a Legendary-grade Spear, and if he added a full set of Legendary-grade armor on top of that¡­


    He took a deep breath, picturing the kind of grand battles he could wage with such power.


    At this point, he could feel it¡ªan insatiable thirst for battle.


    Was this what being a Lord in constant struggle did to someone? Did it truly shape a person to crave combat like this?


    "I can make some modifications," Baldric said. "I''ll try to expose the armor grade without having to bind it to someone first. Because¡­ if it must be bound before revealing its grade, that doesn''t sound ideal. Especially when we want to ensure that the highest possible grade goes to the most important and deserving individuals among us."


    Baldric glanced at Atlas with determination. "I hope, at the very least, you¡ªthe Lord¡ªwill be the one wearing a Legendary-grade armor, Atlas."


    Atlas nodded slowly. "I understand. At the very least, we now have four Soulbinding Armors. We can start distributing them to those who are ready to use them."


    Atlas then discussed who would be the most suitable to receive the four armors in this initial batch.


    At first, he considered giving them to his elite subordinates first. However, after some deliberation¡ªespecially with input from Edrik and Kurogasa¡ªhe started reconsidering.


    The elite subordinates who were currently with him were, at the very least, the most prepared, the most skilled, and the most capable of handling challenges at their current level.


    Take Kurogasa, for example¡ªan assassin who could fight by exploiting his enemy''s openings and vanish into the shadows when pressured. The same applied to Edrik, whose natural talent allowed him to escape combat and stay hidden when necessary.


    Then there was Baldric, who had the strongest defense among them. Because of that, it felt like he needed the armor less than the others.


    And Lyrassa? Her healing abilities were already powerful for the entire team, let alone for herself. She had a set of skills that allowed her to sustain herself exceptionally well.


    With all of this in mind, Atlas ultimately decided to give the first batch of Soulbinding Armor to the team leaders¡ªwhich included Garen, Kaida, and Veylor. And for the last piece, he chose Mira.


    Well, yeah¡­ as for Mira, his reason was simple. Among all his elite subordinates, she had the wildest and most brutal fighting style¡ªeven more so than Morganna. The difference was that Morganna had incredible healing potential, allowing her to sustain herself in battle. Meanwhile, Mira¡­ she lacked the means to protect herself. So, this armor was a perfect fit for her.


    Finally, Atlas handed over the Soulbinding Armor to the four of them.


    "The rest will get theirs too. Everyone will receive one in turns," he assured the group.


    "Thank you, My Lord," the team leaders responded as they accepted their armor.


    But when it came to Mira, her reaction was¡­ a bit different.


    The bunny girl stood frozen, her mouth slightly open, her eyes wide with shock as she stared at Atlas. "My Lord¡­ this is for me?!"


    "Yes¡­ take it. Its grade is¡ª" But before Atlas could even finish his sentence, Mira dashed forward and threw herself at him, wrapping him in a tight embrace.


    He let out a long sigh.


    "My Lord¡­ you''re so kind¡­ huaa¡­."


    But instead of her usual excitement, the bunny girl suddenly started crying.


    "Yes, now put it on. That way, you can fight more safely, okay?"


    "Thank you, My Lord¡­ I''m so happy¡­ you''re so kind¡­ I''ll fight harder and kill even more enemies with this armor! I promise I''ll make sure they never dare to bother you again!"


    "Yes, Mira¡­ that''s enough¡­" Atlas began struggling for breath as Mira''s grip tightened around him.


    "Now, put on the armor."


    The surrounding troops who had been watching the scene fell silent¡ªnot out of surprise, but because Mira''s words had moved them as well.


    "That''s enough, Mira¡­"


    Atlas tried to get her to let go. If this went on any longer, he might start losing his composure. Because¡­ this girl¡­ Mira¡­ agh!


    Atlas felt himself slipping¡ªwhy was he suddenly on the verge of tearing up too?


    "My Lord, I''ve never received a gift this valuable before¡­" Mira continued, her voice trembling.


    Atlas gently patted her shoulder. In an instant, the bunny girl hopped back, her face completely transformed¡ªnow bright with joy, a wide smile stretching across her lips. And¡­ oh no¡­ why was Atlas getting hit by Mira''s cuteness again?!


    "My Lord, thank you!"


    "Yes! Now put it on! Bind the armor to yourselves, and then you''ll find out what grade it is," Atlas said, quickly diverting his gaze from Mira''s innocent¡ªand insanely cute¡ªexpression.


    Once the team leaders bound the armor to their bodies, the transformation began. Garen, Kaida, and Veylor watched as a new layer of energy flowed across their bodies, shaping itself into its final form before fully materializing into their new appearance.


    "Woah¡­ this is so cool! Hahaha!" Kaida exclaimed as she admired her new armor.


    Though it wasn''t too different from the mage robe she usually wore¡ªone that resembled a slightly open yukata¡ªthis new armor didn''t fully cover her entire body.


    I mean¡­ why did it have to leave her thighs exposed? Why not just cover everything?


    With its fiery red hue, it looked far more formidable. Yet, thanks to its tight fit and the layered robe draped over it, her figure somehow became even more eye-catching, making it hard to look away.


    "That looks great on you, Kaida," Atlas said, giving her a thumbs-up.


    On the other side, Garen now wore an imposing black armor with cracks of fire glowing through parts of it. He looked every bit like the powerful and sturdy tanker that he was.


    "Ah, this is incredible," Garen said.


    Meanwhile, Veylor, the wolf beastkin, had received an armor that managed to be both sturdy and flexible¡ªa perfect complement to his melee combat style, which relied on swift and fluid movements.


    And then¡­ there was Mira.


    Her armor, a combination of white and purple, was a stark contrast to the simple gardener-like outfit she usually wore. S§×arch* The novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "My Lord, this is so cute!" Mira said excitedly.


    "Yes, very cute," Atlas responded.


    Once the four of them had finished admiring their new armor, Atlas''s curiosity turned to something even more important¡ªtheir grades.


    "What about the grades?" Atlas asked, eager to know. "It should range from Elite, Epic, Unique, all the way to Legendary."

 Chapter 152 - 152 - An Unseen Enemy

    "My armor is Elite-grade, My Lord," Garen was the first to respond.


    "Elite-grade?"


    Atlas murmured, not particularly surprised. He hadn''t set his expectations too high, especially since this was their first batch. Still, the Soulbinding Armor was already far superior to any armor they had previously owned.


    "What about the armor itself, Garen?"


    "My Lord¡­ the armor amplifies fire elements, functioning as both offense and defense at the same time."


    "That''s good." Atlas nodded in approval before turning to Kaida.


    "It''s Epic, My Lord," she responded. "And this armor can convert a portion of the damage I take into Mana and amplify my fire magic."


    "Epic? Nice!" Atlas grinned. "Congratulations, Kaida! We''ve got our first Epic-grade armor. And I must say, the skills from this armor are perfectly suited for you as a mage."


    He then shifted his gaze to Veylor.


    "My Lord, my armor is also Elite-grade," Veylor said. "Though, it does enhance my mobility, which complements my fighting style."


    "That''s fine¡­ I suppose we really need to manage our expectations," Atlas replied. "At the very least, the armor itself is already incredible. Okay, two Elite-grade and one Epic-grade¡ªgood results so far¡­"


    He tried to keep his expectations in check. Deep down, he had hoped for at least Epic-grade, but now, seeing these results, he couldn''t help but wonder¡ªcould the armor actually produce something beyond Epic-grade?


    Maybe even Unique-grade¡­ or better yet, Legendary-grade.


    His eyes finally landed on Mira, who was still admiring herself in the armor, running her hands over its design. At one point, she even pressed her hands against the chest plate, tilting her head curiously.


    "This armor makes my chest look bigger," she giggled.


    Atlas forced himself to stay composed at Mira''s reaction. "Mira? What''s the grade?"


    "Unique-grade, My Lord!" she said enthusiastically.


    "Unique-grade?! Are you sure?"


    "Yes! And this armor lets me move and attack even faster¡­ I really love it, My Lord!"


    "I see¡­ so this armor truly gives you the freedom to fight even more aggressively, huh?" Atlas responded with a smirk.


    He whistled in amazement, and even Baldric, who had been quietly observing from the side, looked genuinely impressed.


    "That''s spectacular! Unique-grade on the first batch, hahaha! That means Legendary-grade is still within reach."


    "Indeed!" Atlas nodded. "If we manage to get Unique-grade this early, then there''s a real chance we can achieve even higher grades in the future."


    However¡­ even after ensuring that everyone on the island received a Soulbinding Armor, a greater ambition burned within him.


    He didn''t just want them to have armor¡ªhe wanted all of them to be equipped with at least Epic-grade armor.


    If they could achieve a minimum of Epic-grade, it would put them on par with the quality granted by the System''s gacha¡ªand that would be a true game-changer.


    "Tell me, Baldric. How do we upgrade the armor''s grade? Is it even possible? I mean, once we''ve managed to equip everyone with their first Soulbinding Armor."


    "Yes," Baldric replied casually. "A person can apply the item again, meaning they can overwrite a previously bound armor with a new one. However¡­ there''s no guarantee that the grade will increase. So yeah, if we want a higher grade for everyone, we just need to mass-produce as many armors as possible, let the unlucky ones bind a new item, and then pray for better luck next time, hahaha."


    Atlas slowly nodded, processing the information.


    They still needed more armor¡ªand fast. If possible, he wanted Baldric to craft as many as he could, as quickly as possible.


    However¡­ the material gathering rate on the island was painfully slow.


    How long had they been here? Over two weeks, and yet Baldric had only managed to produce four Soulbinding Armors. At this pace, it would take weeks, months, or even years to craft enough armor for every inhabitant of the island. In fact, the harvesting process might have to continue indefinitely if they truly wanted to equip everyone.


    Still, Atlas remained optimistic that production could speed up once they had full control over the island. At the very least, they wouldn''t have to hide while gathering materials, and they could deploy more people to the task.


    That was his ultimate goal.


    "The ore collection rate is much faster than the thread collection," Baldric added. "I mean, for the ore, at least, we can safely say I can craft another ten armors from it."


    "That sounds good." Atlas nodded slowly.


    "In that case, focus on crafting the ten armors first, Baldric," Atlas instructed. "I think it''s time we move on to the next phase of the plan."


    The great war was now looming on the horizon.


    Atlas and his troops had gathered enough resources to strengthen themselves, and several of them had also leveled up. It was an incredible step forward.


    The question now was¡ªhow would they execute their overall strategy to compensate for the raw power gap between Gacha Haven and their enemies?


    On this island, where the Lords and their forces had far higher average levels, sheer raw power alone wouldn''t decide victory.


    Victory would come through strategy, through exploiting every possible advantage, and through executing their plans without hesitation. Sear?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ***


    Inside a dimly lit tent, a man sat atop a table, analyzing the data spread out before him. The flickering light cast long shadows across his heavy dark armor, and his long blonde hair draped over his shoulders as he focused.


    A voice called from outside.


    "My Lord, we''ve found where they''re hiding."


    "Enter," the man responded, his tone calm yet commanding.


    The soldier stepped inside without hesitation.


    "Is it something important?" the Lord asked, his gaze still fixed on the documents in front of him.


    The man gave a slight bow before speaking.


    "Our scouting efforts have pinpointed the location where this Lord and his forces are hiding. There''s a cave near one of our controlled key zones¡ªits entrance faces outward toward the island''s outer edge, making it difficult to spot, even for those passing nearby. However, it seems they''ve devised a method to conceal the entrance, preventing outsiders from discovering it."


    The Lord listened carefully before responding. "What about their strength?"


    "They are not that strong, My Lord¡ªmost of them seem to be below level 100."


    "That will be easy¡­" the Lord remarked, a hint of amusement in his tone.


    "However, My Lord, there is one more crucial detail we discovered."


    "And what is that?"


    "I believe the Lord we''re dealing with is the same one you once offered a place in our alliance¡ªbefore the Dominion Skirmish."


    The Lord fell silent for a moment.


    "Are you saying it''s¡­ Atlas of Gacha Haven?"


    The soldier gave another slight bow. "I saw that dwarf blacksmith among them, along with several familiar faces. I am certain of it."


    At that, Kaelzar¡ªthe very same Lord who had once extended an offer to Atlas¡ªlet out a small chuckle, his expression shifting to one of clear interest.


    "So that guy actually came here?"


    A grin spread across his face¡ªone that was both amused and intrigued.


    "That''s how arrogant he is, huh?" he muttered to himself.


    Kaelzar paused for a moment, deep in thought, before turning slightly, as if savoring how he could twist this situation into something entertaining for himself.


    "They''ve been hiding all this time without being detected?" Kaelzar mused with interest. "I have to admit, he has some skill if he managed to evade our surveillance for this long. And now, we''ve finally found him."


    "What exactly are they doing inside that cave? Cowering like starving rats? Did they come to this island just to hide? How much strength do they actually have?"


    "My Lord," the soldier bowed slightly before responding. "We have yet to assess the full extent of their power. They appear to be hunting inside the cave¡ªthough we''re not sure what for. However, some of us suspect that there is a valuable resource hidden within, something they deliberately don''t want anyone else to find."


    Kaelzar nodded slowly, considering the explanation.


    "That does seem logical. If they weren''t harvesting something, they wouldn''t have stayed inside for this long. But¡­ I''m also curious¡ªwhat exactly are they hiding in there?"


    Kaelzar fell silent for a moment, deep in thought. Then, after some time, he finally spoke again.


    "Deploy twenty men to raid the cave. Capture whoever you find. If they resist¡ªkill them. Leave only the Lord alive¡­ and¡ª"


    Kaelzar paused, licking his chilled lips, his expression darkening.


    "Leave the women alive as well."


    Another pause.


    "Especially if you find the black-haired woman¡­" His lips curled into a wicked grin. "Yes, I want her."


    "As you command, My Lord."