Chapter 187 ….
[Berze: What are you doing right now! Snap out of it, Jerpak.]
[Berze: Have you forgotten what’s at stake?]
[Berze: Look at him—he’s alone. He’s holding on well, but even that has limits. Can’t you see him exhausted like that?]
At that moment, the Master’s voice reached him.
Jerpak, startled awake, shook his head sharply.
The Master was right.
Though overwhelmed for a moment by the possessed-level control, Kaiser was a player just like any other.
A user governed by the same system: life runs out and you die, mana depleted and skills fail, stamina gone and you struggle to move.
And right now, Kaiser’s state was dire.
[Life below 5%.]
[Stamina below 10%. Breathing is heavy.]
[When stamina depletes completely, movement is severely restricted.]
[Mana below 1%.]
[Mana insufficient—ice-type skills forcibly stopped.]
He was fighting at the absolute limit. The consequences were obvious.
Swish—! Thud!
Stagger—
“Hmm? It hit.”
“The attack worked! He’s tired too—take him down quickly!”
“Whoaahhh!”
“The damn ice skills are gone! Now’s our chance!”
For the first time, Kaiser allowed an attack to land.
It wasn’t a fatal wound—just a small hit.
But it was enough.
Simply proving that he could be hit amplified morale significantly.
Even someone who felt godlike like Kaiser was, in the end, still human. Jerpak felt it too.
‘What am I showing right now?’
Maybe he had touched the wrong nerve?
No. It was the opposite. If not now, Kaiser couldn’t be taken down.
Once he crossed into the Empire, the Master and the main base awaited. Fratel, however, offered nothing else.
Even the elite Fratel units couldn’t handle a debilitated Kaiser—so would there be a later chance?
‘If I let him go and he reaches the Empire, I won’t have a place there.’
He couldn’t allow that.
After losing even the hidden quest, failing to salvage this minimum chance… it wouldn’t just be losing a spot—it would be total expulsion.
[Viewers: 189.14 million]
With nearly 200 million people watching, even a pathetic display would spread like wildfire. That would seal his career.
Who would trust a commander who had failed a 30-to-1 fight to lead an important mission?
[Berze: Or are you going to give up?]
“No. I apologize for disappointing you.”
[Berze: This is your last chance. Do not disappoint again.]
“Yes, Master. I will do my best to kill Kaiser.”
[Berze: Make sure, in front of everyone, to force that bastard Kaiser to kneel. Remember—show him kneeling and looking up.]
The result was what mattered.
Kaiser humiliated, kneeling in defeat and death before nearly 200 million viewers.
The Hero Guild would be shown as the cause of such a humiliating demise.
[Berze: Upon death, he will respawn at the city’s central fountain. Then the execution truly begins.]
Once outside the city, it would be easy to finish him. They had the moral high ground.
Even if he escaped, crossing into the Empire would let Berze lead his legion and corner him. Checkmate.
[Berze: Jerpak, your role is critical. One mistake can be forgiven, but two failures… you know what that means. Succeed, and your position is guaranteed.]
“…Thank you. I will make sure he dies.”
Jerpak, motivated by Berze’s carrot-and-stick approach, drew his sword.
‘I can handle this.’
From nothing, he had earned recognition and risen to a leadership role in a top-100 guild.
Would he cower at a near-death Kaiser unable to use skills? No.
Even though Kaiser, despite being near death, still fought five at a time with a deadly gaze, he didn’t faze Jerpak.
“KAISER!!”
Jerpak charged, blazing with determination, focusing only on his foe.
“Jerpak has joined!”
The crowd’s mood shifted instantly.
-Oh, finally Jerpak moves.
-Wow, Kaiser vs Jerpak? Exciting.
-He just commanded before—was he really that strong?
-Don’t you know Jerpak?
-Not really, still a Brion, not familiar.
-He’s insane. Top-tier PvP duelist, upper echelon in one-on-one combat.
Jerpak: Fratel’s strongest duelist. He never lost in close combat. Only minor weakness was range.
-Who will win?
-Kaiser’s barely alive… Jerpak has the upper hand.
Fans were eager to see the battle: a weakened Kaiser versus Jerpak, Fratel’s close-combat monster.
-Here they go!
-Popcorn ready!
-I already ordered chicken; this is too good.
Jerpak’s sword radiated an invisible aura.
[Sword Aura activated.]
The peak of a swordsman’s skill. Buffs followed rapidly.
Bang—!
The sword in his right hand flared as he charged, exploding in brilliance.
[Unique skill “Explosive Strike” activated.]
[Temporarily maximizes power, releasing energy for massive damage.]
-There it is, the bombardment!
-That’s broken for PvP, seriously.
Explosive Strike: Jerpak’s signature. Granted by the top-tier hero god “Incarnation of Egypt.” Rare even among hero gods.
‘This ability brought me here.’
Jerpak’s selection as the raid leader owed to this skill, earning him trust and recognition.
[Trait “First Strike” activated.]
[Amplifies all effects and damage on the first attack after activation.]
Combined with Explosive Strike, Jerpak’s single strike rivaled anyone in Fratel.
‘Now!’
Especially against a near-death Kaiser, this ambush was decisive.
[Rare skill “Swift Charge” activated.]
The sword cut through air like a comet.
Bang—
Kaiser turned his head, but it was too late.
-The ambush was anticlimactic.
-That just shows his desperation.
-It’s over;;
Viewers assumed Kaiser’s defeat. Jerpak’s strike was legendary—one strike, even called bombardment. Kaiser would’ve been mortally wounded even if healthy.
Thunk.
But then, an unexpected scene unfolded. Kaiser’s counter sent Jerpak’s sword flying.
Swish—
The blue blade wrapped around Jerpak’s arm, flowing to the ground.
“Kaiser! Die… huh?”
Surprised, Jerpak lost balance. No force struck him; his stance collapsed naturally as if water flowed, dispersing the explosive energy.
Clatter—
Something coiled like a snake around his arm, dropping the sword.
‘What… is happening?’
Only half a beat later did Jerpak realize it was a parry. The world spun 360 degrees.
“Oh my….”
“Jerpak!”
“Whoa.”
His allies’ shocked faces appeared in slow motion.
Boom—
A strong impact struck his back; he was thrown in a wrestling-like move.
“What the hell… shouting and charging like that.”
Kaiser looked almost casual, unimpressed, as if dealing with a minion. Silence followed.
-?
-??
-What?
Even the chat went mute.
“Wait, what’s happening?”
“Jerpak? Why is he down?”
“No way…?”
The tension broke when the Hero Guild’s backup arrived. Sent by Berze as reinforcements, they joined the fray.
“Damn it! Don’t just watch—shoot him! Kill him now!”
“Yes, sir!”
Jerpak shouted, lying on the ground, veins bulging. Ugly as it looked, urgency demanded speed—kill the monster before him.
Thick rows of archers and mages encircled Kaiser. Unchecked, his power would overwhelm them.
Crack!
“Heh… it’s over, Kaiser.”
Jerpak’s role: pin Kaiser’s feet so he couldn’t escape.
-That was pathetic…
-Why did Jerpak fall?
-Looks like a parry… never seen one like that.
Despite mockery in chat, it didn’t matter.
Now Jerpak’s wish to finish Kaiser wasn’t fulfilled.
[You exit the effects of the Nightmare Swamp.]
[Movement scroll available.]
“Oh… finally.”
“What’s done…?”
Kaiser’s form blurred.
[Movement scroll activated.]
[Teleporting to designated location in 3 seconds.]
“Call it a day. We’ll continue next time.”
“…What?”
Jerpak’s eyes widened. Through Kaiser’s mask, sharp eyes glinted, coldly fixing on him.
‘Before you leave… I can’t let you live.’
A cold sensation on his neck. Blood drained. Shattering sounds. Life rapidly vanished; the screen turned gray.
The mighty close-combat monster, Fratel’s top PvP swordsman, Hero Guild officer… all gone.
And the one responsible: Kaiser.
Flash!
“Wait?”
“Where did he go?”
“And us?”
Kaiser disappeared without a trace. Less than five minutes passed. The ruins of Luidra’s hideout were ghastly. Corpses, scattered equipment…
[Viewers: 201.91 million]
-Insane…
-Unbelievable.
Two hundred million viewers watched in stunned silence.
One summarized perfectly:
-The Hero Guild lost the boss to Kaiser, then attacked a weakened Kaiser and got destroyed 30-to-1?
-Exactly lol
-Unreal
-Kaiser… is he a god?
This summary spread across forums, news, and the official site globally.
BOOM!!
“KAISEER!!!!!”
Berze’s desk couldn’t withstand the speed of real-time rumors.
Bang! Boom! Kaboom!
“Eeek!”
“Let’s get out.”
Berze slammed his desk repeatedly, breath ragged. He seriously wondered if he’d lose hair.
“Huff… huff… haa…”
[User shows extreme psychological changes. Caution.]
[If worsening or sustained, forced shutdown will occur.]
Berze, blue-haired, clenched his teeth, calming himself.
“Kaiser… that bastard… let’s settle this.”
He activated the communication orb.
-Yes, Master. Speak.
The Vice Master responded, neutral, unsurprised.
“Summon all officers and guild members in the Empire. No exceptions. Skip all ongoing missions.”
Excitement turned to tense silence.
-Is this… war?
A word to weigh carefully. What they’d accomplished could vanish. Berze shook his head.
“No, it’s not a grand war. Just a one-sided execution.”
-…Understood. We’ll prepare. When?
“The moment he steps foot in the Empire. That day will be his last.”
Berze—the Hero Guild Master, a top-tier hero—was about to move.
