The Legendary Moonlight Sculptor: Dad is a Legend - Chapter 115



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Moonlight Sculptor: Dad is a Legend (115)
Hellfire difficulty level 10.

Weed’s 16th challenge at the place where time begins.

“Thank you for saving me from hell.”

“If it weren’t for you, we would have been eaten.”

“… … .”

Knights, wizards, and thieves.

I received thanks from those who would have likely been heroes if they had not been captured here.

“hmm…….”

Weed smelled a strong scent of additional quests from the prisoners.

It was a bit boring to think that it was a success if you reached the Altar of Birth, which was the 10th level of hell.

‘So the prisoners had secrets.’

Historical heroes were kidnapped by the minions of the demon sect, killed, or defected.

Unless we send them back safely, history will continue to flow in an increasingly negative direction.

Tiring!

An additional quest is granted.

Additional quests will disappear if you fail to complete their objectives.

Prisoner Rescue

The prisoners captured from long ago must be returned to their own time period.

You must safely deliver the prisoners to a place where time flows.

Difficulty: S

Objective: Get the prisoners through the time stream

Reward: Legendary Points

Additional quests have been created.

The prisoners had to be returned to their original time zone.

(The demon race’s minions will be extremely powerful, and the captives, even if they are heroes, will not be properly grown.)

(This will present a completely different level of difficulty than infiltrating the Demon Castle and reaching the Altar of Birth.)

‘I’m expecting it. The prisoners may have already been rounded up over there.’

Weed was not the type of person to obsess over the impossible.

I can only take on the challenge if I see a glimmer of hope.

I thought that the 16th time would involve growth anyway.

I had made many achievements and cleared up to stage 9, but because I was increasing the number of fragmented life forms, my level was too low.

“Are there more prisoners in the village?”

Wizard Ren nodded at Weed’s words.

“They are spread out in several places, excluding the one where we were trapped.”

“There must be at least 200 people. Some are starving to death because they are not being fed properly.”

Knight Angel was the type who gave off a sense of justice when he spoke, to the point that he reminded me of Alveron, a priest of the Freya Church after a long time.

Weed made a decision.

“Then let’s go save the others.”

An offer that no historical hero could refuse.

“Of course. Let’s fight together.”

“I will give you strength.”

“… … let’s fight together.”

Angel, Len, and Jis.

The 16th time, he was walking around the village with the three heroes, but it was already after the escape of the prisoners was known.

The village was full of practitioners roaming around, and eventually they were discovered and killed.

* * *

The hourglass of resurrection has been activated.

It revives you from the starting point.

“hmm.”

Weed was looking at a familiar landscape.

In the distance you can see the Devil’s Castle, and below it there is a village where the practitioners live.

A gloomy village built by piling up black stones.

Normally, only a few practitioners would move around, but when a commotion broke out, tens of thousands would rush out at once.

“Sacrifice to the old gods!”

“Tear off the intruder’s hands and feet. Offer up his heart!”

“Oh, for martyrdom!”

It was like a battle with fanatics.

They charge blindly no matter what damage they take, but it is very difficult if there are few allies.

‘Still, the three of them fought better than I expected.’

Knight Angel was estimated to be over level 90, as the year 321 of Roanoke’s continental calendar was a time of daily war.

“I will block the way.”

The sight of him holding a sword and facing his enemies was knightly.

It didn’t last that long though.

Wizard Ren was quite clumsy compared to his confidence, but the fire magic that covered dozens of meters was real.

The thief Jis was holding a dagger and running so fast that he couldn’t be seen properly.

‘The prisoners fought better than I expected, so it was helpful.’

(It is expected that there will be a variety of compositions in the prisoners’ occupations and abilities.)

‘I guess so.’

There must be a lot of rescued prisoners.

However, because the performers are active, they are discovered within an hour of rescuing the prisoners.

‘I think I need to think about it.’

In the 17th episode, Weed rescued the prisoners from a different building.

“Ugh, ugh.”

Brighton, Inspector of the Year 194 of the Continental Calendar.

One of his arms had been tortured so badly that the bones were exposed.

There were several nails driven into his legs, preventing him from moving properly.

“Leave me and go. Even if you go with me, it won’t help you.”

Weed looked at him blankly and answered coolly.

“Yes. Thank you for your hard work.”

To save time, the injured are boldly abandoned.

We rescued the military commander and one mercenary, and were joined by the knight Angel, the magician Len, and the thief Jis.

“There is no time. We must disperse and rescue the prisoners.”

Weed came to save them and launched a rescue operation for the prisoners, but was eventually discovered by the practitioners.

“The escapees are here!”

“As a sacrifice!”

“Take out your heart for the old god!”

He was surrounded by practitioners who rushed in, filling the streets, and those who climbed over walls and buildings, losing their lives.

* * *

As he attempted his 18th attempt, Weed felt that a drastic change was needed.

‘The last level of Hell difficulty. It’s true that it can’t be cleared by normal methods.’

From experience, I know that it is difficult to do it alone.

Yet this situation was familiar from Royal Road.

‘Every time in Roanoke, you have to risk your life.’

(Even if you die in level 10 of Hell, you will be resurrected.)

‘I know. But it’s an expression that means you have to do it right.’

There was a way to break the 10th level of Hell.

Without considering the challenge of the 100th time, you just go into the village and fight every time you revive.

If you keep fighting and dying as much as you can, you will eventually grow and be able to break it someday.

‘If the number of challenges increases, I will have to give up my extra lives, and it will take a long time to clear the area. I will also not be able to rescue the prisoners.’

A challenger who has reached the final stage of Hell difficulty.

I thought it might be a way to make a challenger who had confidence in his own abilities and perseverance suffer.

Weed was a flexible thinker.

‘In the end, we’ll have no choice but to resort to tricks.’

If there is an obstacle blocking the way, the style that basically comes to mind is tricks and hard work.

‘It’s a proven fact since the game I played as a child, Magical Continent. No matter how difficult the gate is, there are always tricks.’

In life, a good trick often produces better results than talent.

Weed started to think flexibly and eventually found the answer.

“Summoning Fragments!”

-Tsk tsk!

-Kyu! Kyu! Kyu-reuk!

Summoned tentacle monsters, raptors, spiders, aquatic monsters, vampire bats, and reptiles.

A legion of incredibly powerful sculpted creatures, numbering a total of 48.

The fierce and scary-looking raptor cutely meowed and rubbed its head, perhaps to show its friendliness.

-Tangerines! Tangerines! Tangerines!

‘It makes no sense for me not to use the best power I have.’

(Sculptures do not automatically resurrect when they lose a life.)

‘I know. That’s why I didn’t write it… … .’

Weed gathered a rough estimate as he raided the village.

Although the performers are extremely dangerous and fearsome beings, the sculptural creatures are based on stealth and mobility.

‘The fragmented creatures will fight well. They are much stronger than me, so they won’t die easily. And if the worst happens, I can use tricks.’

(What kind of trick is this?)

‘I’m going to die first.’

You just have to die before the other creatures are in danger and die.

Weed believed in the resilience and survival skills of the fragmented creatures.

“let’s go.”

-Tsk tsk!

Farmers in the wilderness were instantly killed by the tentacle monsters and raptors that ran out.

They were either decapitated or held in mid-air and inhaled.

“Summoning Fragments!”

Weed summoned the warrior Guernica, the knight Seville, and even Nureongi.

Ice Dragon, King Hydra, and Death Worm were too large to be seen even in the Demon Castle, so they were not called.

“This is a dangerous area. You must fight carefully so as not to die.”

The warrior Guernica, the knight Seville, and the high elf Eltin also started the battle.

“I see. There are some devil worshippers. We must kill them all.”

“Let justice be served here.”

“It’s a place where I miss nature.”

The Cat Tribe summoned after a long time.

He also gave orders to the seven cat warriors.

“You guys shouldn’t play around here either. Go hunt.”

-Gyarung.

-Nyaaaaah.

Useless cats walk slowly and leisurely.

Weed cleared out the new starting place with the fragmented creatures, and took cover behind a rock as he entered the village.

The underwater monsters that entered through the river first eliminate the practitioners standing guard.

Weed entered the village with the fragmented creatures.

“Quietly eliminate those wandering around the village.”

-Tsk tsk!

“Don’t leave the body behind, hide it well or eat it.”

-Churup!

Drooling sculpted creatures scattered in all directions.

Although they are practitioners who roam around a lot at night, they will become prey to the sculpted creatures.

The sculpted creatures have been a delight to the people of Royal Road, but they’re perfectly localized in Roanoke.

Weed rarely met practitioners as he wandered around.

‘There are signs of battle.’

(It looks like the tentacle monsters have swept it away.)

‘It’s definitely faster.’

The skills of the sculptured creatures were being fully demonstrated.

This time, I released Angel, Len, and Jis from nearby places.

“Thank you for saving us.”

“Explanation and introduction later. First, let’s go rescue the other prisoners.”

“yep!”

They searched nearby buildings and rescued the prisoners.

Some buildings were piled high with the corpses of practitioners.

Angel said in a small voice.

“This is a dead body! What is happening now… … .”

“Don’t worry. I can tell by the hole in your forehead that it was done by my men.”

“yes?”

The fragmented life forms released into the village of practitioners were doing better than expected.

They are constantly killing and eating the practitioners.

“I came to save you. Please come out quietly.”

We were rescuing prisoners from the village in groups of 3 or 4, but before we knew it, the number of prisoners we had rescued had exceeded 30.

A man dressed as a mercenary suddenly shouted loudly.

“The invaders are releasing the prisoners!”

“… … .”

The emergence of a traitor.

“What a bad guy!”

Angel, who was nearby, immediately cut off his neck, but the monks who were sleeping in the village woke up and started to gather.

“Everyone, prepare for battle!”

The fragmented creatures gathered where the weed was.

Legions of tough raptors, tentacle monsters, and spiders.

“This land is ruled by my dark law. The eternal, immortal power will take control. Dark Rule!”

A dark black aura spreads out, changing the rules of the entire area, causing corpses to rise.

The practitioners who had been blindly rushing in until now were in an uproar.

“Is this an intruder?”

“They look like pets of the old gods.”

“If you look at their appearance, they seem to be on our side… … and the way they prepare for battle using black magic is also like that.”

“I found the bodies of my comrades! Their brains were gone!”

“Then isn’t it true that we are on the right side?”

The prisoners’ suspicious gaze turned toward Weed.