Unlike most people, who reacted poorly when targeted by countless Champion Monsters, Kieran remained unperturbed as he montarily shifted his gaze to the nearby Deranged Maid Chiras.
Their actions clearly indicated that they were beings with one-track minds made to follow the orders of this Hellion Mutation.
If not, they wouldn't resemble miniature versions of Moribun if they did.
All of a sudden, a clear voice with a hint of iciness rang out in the dungeon room.
"Compressed Magic: Binding Overbloom!"
As Alice's voice echoed throughout the dungeon room, several lasso-like constructs shot out from a magic circle conjured over her head. The bindings were made from pure Mana, so there was no elental advantage or disadvantage.
However, with the amount of Mana embedded in this technique, it was clear Alice had consud a substantial chunk of her Mana Pool to execute this spell.
Surprisingly, many of the maid creatures were entrapped by the bloom of these countless bindings. However, because they were regarded as Champion Monsters, Khaos doubted that Alice's singular efforts would suffice to hold them for the required amount of ti.
After all, Alice was still a simple Elentalist. Not to ntion, she had yet to record her Elental Specialization.
"Spell of the Permafrost: Worldly Snowdrift!"
A layer of whitish-blue snow suddenly appeared across the floor outside the Indomitable Field, where many of the maid creatures were located.
As the snow continued to spread, it was soon uplifted by a gentle yet chilly breeze that began freezing the partly immobile creatures in place.
A layer of frost soon started to envelop their bodies, spreading out from their limbs subrged in the sudden appearance of snow. So weren't affected properly, but Khaos was nevertheless satisfied by the results.
After all, those that road free should be well within Kieran's realm of skill. Based on the skill he exhibited thus far, less than ten of such monsters was far from enough to warrant Kieran's panic.
In fact, Kieran tightened his grip on Crimson Ashrune before turning swiftly, facing the incoming creatures. The energy of the Dread Circlet then roared like a flickering fla of imminent doom.
A second later, Kieran's blade danced across the air at a slight upward angle, producing a subtle diagonal lean on his otherwise disastrous attack. In wake of his devastating attack, the lunging chira creatures, which numbered less than ten, were reduced to nothing more than desecrated flesh strewn across the damaged ground.
In place of their death, Kieran gained an abundance of EXP. It was so abundant that it brought him closer to the inevitable precipice before him.
〈System: You have gained …EXP.〉
〈System: Congratulations, you have leveled up! [Lv.48→Lv.49]〉
〈System: You have received 20 Unassigned Attribute Points and 12 Skill Points.〉
The remnants of Kieran's attack similarly landed on so of the bound and frozen monsters, however, it wasn't enough to claim their lives. Then again, as it wasn't his intention, Kieran would leave the resolution of that matter up to his teams.
On the other hand, the final attack of his Dread Circlet was naturally reserved for Moribun. At least, the last usage of this Dread Circlet.
Thanks to his attack killing several of the Deranged Maid Chira, Kieran triggered Dread Culling's culling effect nurous tis.
As a result, the cooldown tir was reduced by 25% of its current value each ti. Contrary to Kieran's expectations, the reduction was compounded rather than stacked together to achieve a 100% cooldown reduction.
Despite this outco, Kieran was overall satisfied by his situation, simply because the 12-hour cooldown period had been reduced to re minutes.
While the exact limits of this culling effect weren't stated within the skill description, Kieran doubted it could be exploited endlessly.
In any case, endless exploitation was beyond his current ans. For one, he simply didn't have the Mana Pool to support the repeated activation of such a skill. Even ignoring the 15% Health consumption, one activation sapped half of his Mana Pool!
Kieran walked toward Moribun calmly, dodging many incoming frantic attacks in the form of fla and poison projectiles.
With each step, the aura surrounding Crimson Ashrune grew more and more dangerous as the look in Kieran's eyes chilled, turning cold-blooded and ruthless.
"Tell , everyone. Is this enough to deem king? Do you believe Daedric possess the ability to trample a Hellion Mutation unique to a dungeon's Hell Mode beneath their feat? The ability to cull several Champion Monsters with the stroke of his blade? If these feats are outside the realm of his abilities, how can he be king?"
Kieran's voice was deep and thick with arrogance, yet it also held uncontestable might. Even the people that joined his stream solely to hate on him couldn't refute his words. After all, which other player could claim they were capable of such feats?
At this stage in the ga, a single Champion Monster was enough to trouble a team of elite players for quite so ti.
Rankers on the Exemplar Records might fare better in terms of their casualty rate against such an enemy, but they would require an ample amount of ti as well.
Even a team outfitted with Bastion and Khaos required several tens of minutes to deal with two to three Champion Monsters. That being said, the overpowered nature of Kieran's actions was truly brought to light by his seemingly arrogant statents and questions.
Kieran felt he had been humble for long enough, and amidst those humble mannerisms, people took his na lightly. Thus, it was ti to be more forceful and make his position undeniably clear.
Moribun emitted frantic screeches once it understood the threat of death, however, those panicked cries fell upon helpless support. The chiras that it was trying to signal were all caught up within the combined effects of Khaos and Alice's straits to bind them.
"Don't despair. You were fated to beco a source of EXP for … and nothing more," Kieran expressed calmly, slowly raising his blade in a crescent shape.
Ti seed to slow down as Kieran left afterimages of his actions despite him taking his ti to increase that gnawing sensation during tis of looming dread.
After Crimson Ashrune reached the peak above Kieran's head, he brought it down without any exaggerated movents. The only notable movent was his arm straightening out from its bent position as the blade went down.
…Fwim…. BOOOM!
The eerie silence that followed Kieran's actions was soon followed by drawn-out thunderous rumblings of devastating proportions. Large rocks quickly fell from the wall, filling the imnse crevasse with debris that enveloped Moribun's body underneath.
Although Moribun was buried by the rocks, Kieran didn't need to check for signs of life simply because of the ssage he received.
〈System: You have gained 2,700,690 EXP.〉
〈System: Congratulations, you have leveled up. [Lv.49→Lv.50]〉
〈System: You have received 20 Unassigned Attribute Points and 12 Skill Points.〉
〈Notice: You have reached the Interdiary Peak. Due to your possession of the special trait, Zero Loss of Potential, your EXP bar will be sealed until the completion of your Class Advancent.〉
〈Notice: …Zero Loss of Potential's EXP Pool is now activated. All surplus EXP gained during the period of your sealed EXP bar will be accumulated until the seal is lifted.〉
〈System: Now that you have reached Lv.50, you have gained access to the final skills in the True Berserker's Skill Tree.〉
〈System: Please et with your Exclusive Teacher to obtain your respective Class Advancent Quest.〉
Upon reaching Lv.50, Kieran was imdiately bombarded with notifications, all of which he expected.
As there was nothing out of the ordinary, Kieran dismissed the large cluster of notifications as the Dread Circlet's remnant quickly dissipated.
Once that happened, Kieran retrieved an Interdiate Mana Potion before imdiately downing its contents. If left to his natural Mana Recovery Rate, it would take far too long for his skills to beco usable again.
The mont his Mana Pool returned to a viable level, Kieran unleashed his Sanguinem Tempest skill, conjuring five such tempests with trendous capacity to inflict damage.
Since the bindings around the maid chiras were not ant to hold them for long, by the ti Kieran finished preparing his bloody tempests, the creatures broke from their restraints and emitted strange, irritating noises.
"Boss, please shut them the hell up!" Bastion shouted, covering his ears.
Kieran glanced in Bastion's direction in response before giving a subtle nod followed by a simple command. "Howl."
With the way the Sanguinem Tempests acted in unison and unleashed brutal amounts of destruction, it was more fitting to refer to them as a deadly hurricane of blood energy rather than tempests.
Soon, nurous notifications that ntioned absurd EXP gains flashed before everyone's eyes, but Kieran quite frankly ignored the ones he got, simply because they served absolutely no purpose to him right now.
Once the notifications stopped rolling in, Kieran brought up the Party nu and headed to the settings, more specifically, the Auto Loot option. All of the loot was gathered within seconds and everyone received an alert about it, but Kieran was more interested in the bodies that piled up before him.
"Any accessories?" Kieran questioned, but his gaze was fixated on the corpses he began harvesting with training swiftness.
"Accessories? I'm not seeing any. Are you looking for anything in particular?" Alice responded, occasionally glancing at Kieran's harvesting speed.
"Nope. My accessories are simply lacking compared to my other equipnt, so I felt that I should try my best to correct that issue," Kieran answered. His hands moved lightning-quick, separating the bone and skin of these maid creatures.
"If we co across any worthwhile accessories in the future, I'll surely let you know," Alice responded, earning a faint nod from Kieran.
Once he was finished with harvesting the corpses to increase his tradeskill progress, Kieran then shifted his attention to sothing more worthwhile—the skills he could learn now that he had reached the peak of his current class.
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«True Berserker Skill Tree»
«Lv.50»
Ruthless Valor - S - «Passive» [Cost: 50 SP]
Baneful Cyclone - S - «Active» [Cost: 50 SP]
Destruction Cleave: Outbreak - S - «Active» [Cost: 50 SP]
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