Peroroncino Is Still Holding On

Nishikienrai shed his usual air of nonchalance, drawing two divine-class daggers from the sheaths at his waist: Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi.

These daggers were not only incredibly sharp but also imbued with special effects capable of inflicting various negative status ailments upon his enemies.

The moment he gripped the two weapons, he seemed to transform into a cold, ruthless assassin, his entire body radiating an intense, formidable aura.

Sensing the ominous presence emanating from Nishikienrai, the Minotaur player could not help but grow vigilant.

Nishikienrai stepped forward, his figure slowly fading as he merged into the environment.

The Minotaur player scanned his surroundings, attempting to locate his hidden opponent.

However, in Nishikienrai's eyes, the Minotaur player's caution was futile. Without the aid of special items or a high-level scout class, he had no way of detecting Nishikienrai's approach.

Like a ghost, Nishikienrai approached the Minotaur player in total silence.

Suddenly, one of the daggers in his hand pierced accurately into the Minotaur player's waist. This was not merely physical damage; it was a strike of holy damage that also triggered the bleeding effect of Amaterasu.

Driven by rage, the Minotaur player turned to attack, but the moment he raised his arms, Nishikienrai vanished from his sight once more, leaving him to roar in fury.

"Come out and fight me like a man, you cowardly rat!"

His voice echoed across the empty battlefield, yet he received no response.

Just then, another wound appeared on his right shoulder. Nishikienrai stood upon his shoulder, pulled out his dagger, and vanished into the air again.

The Minotaur player looked around frantically, trying to find his hidden opponent, but his gaze could never catch a glimpse of Nishikienrai.

It was a seemingly unfair battle, yet Nishikienrai held the flow of combat firmly in his own hands through his intellect and technique.

He was like a hunting cat, toying with his prey until it lost all ability to resist, only then delivering the fatal blow.

As more and more negative status effects accumulated on the Minotaur player, his movements became increasingly sluggish.

Nishikienrai knew it was time to end the fight.

When Nishikienrai appeared in the Minotaur player's line of sight once more, the player could no longer withstand the attacks of his powerful opponent.

Nishikienrai sheathed his daggers and instead drew a massive longsword from the long case on his back—the divine-class weapon, Susanoo.

The length of the blade was nearly equal to Nishikienrai's own height, yet he wielded it with ease.

Nishikienrai bowed slightly and charged at the Minotaur player with incredible speed, preparing to deliver the killing blow.

Just as he was about to reach the Minotaur player, Nishikienrai swung the longsword with a violent force. A sharp blade aura instantly tore through the air, heading straight for the Minotaur player's vitals.

Though the Minotaur player reacted quickly, he was burdened by various negative effects, his strength and reaction speed severely diminished, making it impossible to block the strike.

With a wet "thud," the blade aura pierced through the Minotaur player's body, cleaving him in two.

Nishikienrai panted slightly, sheathed his longsword, and looked down at the fallen Minotaur player with a flicker of indifference in his eyes.

Genjiro clapped his hands, speaking in a teasing tone.

"Impressive. That armor of his was legendary-class gear, yet you finished him off so quickly."

"It's nothing. As long as the attack power is high enough, everything in front of me is like paper."

"Alright, let's go collect the drops. I imagine A-Ken and the others will be here soon."

With that, Nishikienrai knelt to store the Minotaur player's armor into his inventory, while Genjiro dispersed and walked toward the fallen player.

Before long, Bukubukuchagama and the others arrived near the fortress after receiving the signal. Seeing the scattered corpses nearby, they couldn't help but click their tongues; they had completely underestimated how capable Nishikienrai and Genjiro were.

"You're late. We've already scavenged all the good stuff off these guys."

Nishikienrai looked at Bukubukuchagama and the others with a hint of smugness. Bukubukuchagama walked up with a smile and patted Nishikienrai on the shoulder.

"You two are truly amazing. We never expected you to take care of these guys so quickly."

"Haha, it's nothing. We're just particularly good at this kind of combat."

Nishikienrai smiled modestly, but his eyes betrayed a sense of confidence.

"Alright, now that everyone is here, let's keep moving."

Genjiro interrupted their conversation, signaling that they needed to act quickly. After all, the mark on Peroroncino would disappear in two hours, and they had to achieve their objective before the main force of Storm Horn returned.

The group nodded. Passing through this fortress would lead directly to the Storm Horn stronghold. Genjiro and Nishikienrai continued to scout ahead; along the way, Momonga and the others could only see the dead monsters on the snow, a testament to the pair's high efficiency.

A short while later, the group stood in a hidden spot on the snowfield, looking at the guild stronghold ahead. Bukubukuchagama pulled the map given by Mu Fengyu from her inventory.

It marked the general distribution of personnel within the stronghold and the routes to various rooms. She pointed to a specific location and said.

"This should be where the guild weapon is stored. The [Seed] that Yu left inside will help us conceal our presence. Once the guild weapon is destroyed, the guild will automatically disband."

"At that point, Touch Me-san will lead a team to destroy the weapon, while the others head to the warehouse and other rooms to seize resources. Remember, grab as much as you can."

"No one can guarantee how soon the main force of Storm Horn will return once we attack, so we must make this quick."

After hearing Bukubukuchagama's plan, everyone nodded in agreement. Touch Me was already rubbing his hands together, eager to begin.

"Then, let's begin. Let them feel the pain of being ravaged by calamity."

Ulbert announced the start of the operation with a chuunibyou flair. Everyone drew their weapons and cautiously approached the guild stronghold.

With the help of Mu Fengyu's [Seed], their figures gradually blurred amidst the wind and snow, as if they had merged into the snowy landscape.

The members of Storm Horn inside the stronghold did not notice the anomaly outside; they remained busy at their respective posts. However, they were unaware that a devastating catastrophe was about to descend upon them.

In the dense forest, a group of treants wandered about. On a tree beside them, a bird-headed player was hiding, leaning against the trunk as he continuously consumed various potions.

It was clearly Peroroncino, who had managed to shake off his pursuers. He had stumbled his way from the chaos and danger of Niflheim to a high-level monster zone in Alfheim, only daring to rest briefly to recover his stamina.

A heaven-shaking beam of light in the distance interrupted him. Someone had cast a super-tier magic spell.