Monster: Black Rock Giant (Elite) Level: Level 5 HP: 15,000 Strength: 1,000 Defense: 1,500 Spirit: 500 Agility: 500 Skills: Rock Throw, Earth Tremor, Hardened Skin Combat Power: 8,000 The sound of shattering earth continued.
In just over ten seconds, hundreds of Black Rock Giants rose from the ground, stretching as far as the eye could see.
With heavy, slow, but unstoppable steps, they began to close in on Leon’s platform, the ground trembling rhythmically with every stride.
The livestream chat was instantly flooded with frantic gasps.
Holy crap!
No wonder it’s Nightmare-Hard difficulty!
Hundreds of Elite monsters right from the start!
Those stats are comparable to a high-grade Purple Rare warrior class of the same level, right?
That’s not all!
The most insane thing about Black Rock Giants is their defense!
That obsidian armor is tougher than heavy platemail!
Their physical damage reduction is ridiculously high!
It’s over.
It’s already over before it even started.
BOOM!
Another thunderous explosion ripped through the air.
The ground directly in front of the platform, about a hundred and fifty meters away, suddenly blasted outward.
Debris shot into the sky as a terrifying figure, nearly half again as large as the other Black Rock Giants, slowly rose from the plumes of thick smoke.
It stood over fifteen meters tall, with an incredibly robust and imposing physique.
Its rocky body exhibited a deeper, almost metallic dark black hue, with intricate, yellowish-brown elemental patterns faintly visible across its surface.
The flames inside its eye sockets burned a blazing, bright orange, radiating raw violence and majesty.
Monster: Black Rock Leader (Boss) Level: Level 8 HP: 30,000 Strength: 1,700 Defense: 2,200 Spirit: 1,000 Agility: 1,000 Combat Power: 10,000 The appearance of a top-tier boss sent fresh chills down the spines of the viewers.
A Leader-level boss!
How can the dungeon system be this ruthless?!
2,200 defense points…
Good heavens, how is anyone supposed to break through that?
Even Legendary classes of the same level would have a hard time scratching that armor without dedicated armor-piercing skills, right?
There’s really nothing left to see here, the power gap is too absurd…
But wait, I still want to see what kind of beast he actually tamed.
Yeah!
If he has a high-quality, high-agility speed-type beast like a Wind Spirit Falcon or a Shadow Leopard, he might actually be able to kite them and survive for five minutes by relying on raw speed!
Under the collective gaze of tens of thousands of eyes—some mocking, some curious, and some purely gloating—Leon raised his right hand and casually waved it to his side.
Snap!
A crisp sound, like shattering glass, rang out.
A long, narrow, jagged rift tore open out of thin air in the space beside him.
The next second, a figure stepped out from the spatial rift, landing firmly on the black rocky ground next to Leon.
“…” In the livestream, the rapidly scrolling chat messages froze instantly.
Everyone, including Lee sitting in his office with a cup of lukewarm coffee, stared wide-eyed at the entity that had suddenly materialized on their screens.
It was a skeleton.
Dressed in a dark green samurai robe and bearing three long katanas at its waist, the Skeleton Soldier stood before the viewers.
Within its empty eye sockets, two blood-red flares burned silently.
A Skeleton Soldier?
The absolute lowest tier of undead summons?
The trash mob whose base stats were statistically worse than the weakest wild goblin, typically used exclusively by Necromancers as meat shields or manual labor?
The livestream chat erupted into a frenzy of laughter.
??????
Seriously, buddy, are you kidding me right now???
Hahahaha!!!
Help!
I’m laughing so hard my stomach hurts!
A skeleton!
And a cosplaying skeleton at that!
Green hair?
Three swords?
Can anyone tell me who this skeleton is supposed to be cosplaying as?
Contracting a Skeleton Soldier—literally worse than a goblin—to challenge a Nightmare-difficulty instance?
Who gave you this much courage?
Even a pop star singing about bravery couldn’t give you this much delusion!
That’s it?
That’s your trump card?
And you still had the nerve to make a sweeping declaration calling every other streamer trash?
Pah!
Garbage!
What a waste of my time!
Report this stream for clickbait!
I knew it!
He’s a clown!
A pure, unadulterated clown!
Let’s all report him!
Leon glanced at the barrage of sarcastic comments scrolling through his feed.
He merely smiled, completely unbothered.
He turned his gaze to the rigid, imposing figure standing beside him, who already had a skeletal hand resting on the hilt of his sword.
Leon spoke in a tone as casual as if he were ordering someone to chop a chicken: “Zoro, wipe them out.” The two blood-red soul flares inside the empty eye sockets suddenly surged violently.
Like a campfire doused in pure gasoline, the flames flared up, blazing with wild, untamed fury.
The bare skull slowly turned toward the approaching army of Black Rock Giants a hundred meters away.
Its crimson eye-fires locked onto the massive stone formations, fixating particularly on the exceptionally tall Black Rock Leader.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
Three clean, crisp sounds of ringing steel echoed almost simultaneously.
With Enma in his right hand and Sandai Kitetsu in his left, Zoro’s gleaming white teeth clamped down hard, locking the hilt of Wado Ichimonji into his jaw.
Three-Sword Style—ready.
Showing absolutely zero fear, Zoro took a step forward, his skeletal foot landing on the hard black rock with a soft, distinct click.
Then, facing hundreds of Black Rock Giants that resembled moving mountains, the skeleton walked forward step by step, his pace steady, heavy, and firm.
The hem of his dark green robe fluttered wildly in the mournful wind of the desolate wilderness.
Armament Haki—manifestation!
The steel of the three long katanas rapidly coated over, emanating a deep, restrained, pure black sheen that seemed to actively absorb the surrounding light.
At the same time, its upper and lower jaws began to rhythmically open and close.
The teeth biting down on the hilt of the sword made a slight, clicking clatter, as if it were muttering something under its breath.
Upon catching the frequency of the sound, Leon’s expression immediately turned incredibly strange.
The viewers on the platform couldn’t possibly understand what the clicking bones meant, but Leon, bound to the creature as its Master, understood the mental transmission perfectly.
This guy…
this guy was actually reciting a battle poem!
Seeing the bizarre summon marching solo toward the army of Black Rock Giants, the livestream chat flared up again.
Is this skeleton a joke?
Why is it biting a sword with its teeth?
Wow, Three-Sword Style can actually be executed like that?
That’s genuinely eye-opening.
Are you performing a magic trick?
How did you turn those blades pitch-black?
With that tiny frame, it looks like a literal toothpick compared to the Black Rock Giants.
One slap and it’s going to be reduced to basic bone meal!
Wait!
Look at its jaw, it’s making a clicking sound like it’s saying something?
Is there any high-level Necromancer expert in the chat who can translate this?
I’m so curious!
I’m a licensed Necromancer player, lol.
You guys would never guess what this skeleton is communicating.
He’s literally reciting poetry.
This is ridiculous!
Unbelievable!
A skeleton reciting poetry?
Translate it quickly!
Alright, translation coming up.
It’s saying: ‘Over the nine mountains and eight seas…’