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And we have reached second world there, it being Cultivation Online.
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[ You have entered the 65th island. ]
Now, only two islands remained—the 65th and the 66th.
If Alan cleared both, he would successfully cleanse the Behen Archipelago.
He would become the hero who restored its lost purpose.
'One of the original functions of the Behen Archipelago is the Hall of Fame…'
It was highly likely that Alan's name would be engraved at the very top.
A symbol.
A legacy.
"…Good."
Alan's lips curved slightly as his motivation surged.
He stepped forward.
The scenery of the 65th island revealed itself—a vast forest. Towering trees stretched endlessly, their dense canopies blocking out most of the sunlight. The air was filled with the constant noise of birds and insects.
A perfect hunting ground.
'An archer…'
Alan immediately identified it.
This terrain—
Was ideal for sniping.
The guardian of this island was most likely the Legendary Archer, Povia.
And just as he thought—
Syuuk!
"…"
Alan's eyes sharpened.
Before the arrows could even reach him—
He moved.
Clang! Clang!
Two arrows were deflected mid-air by his blade, while another was dodged with a slight tilt of his body.
The last one—
He caught it.
"…Fast."
Alan muttered, examining the arrow for a brief moment before tossing it aside.
Even for a surprise attack—
The speed and precision were absurd.
"Kuk…"
Even with his reaction speed, one arrow had grazed his shoulder.
[ You have suffered 6,993 damage. ]
Alan narrowed his eyes slightly.
'That much damage… even after blocking most of it?'
Archers—
They possessed the highest attack power among physical damage dealers.
And this—
Was a legendary archer.
'I need to find her location first.'
Alan remained calm.
His senses expanded outward—Magic Sensitivity and Hypersensitivity working at full capacity.
But—
Swaeek!
Puuoooook!
Arrows suddenly began raining from the sky.
A storm of death descended upon him.
"Che… Rain Arrows."
Alan clicked his tongue.
It was a wide-range skill.
Not only did it deal damage—
It also concealed the shooter's position.
The arrows fell unpredictably, making it nearly impossible to trace their origin.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Alan moved through the forest like a phantom, deflecting and dodging the incoming arrows with precise movements.
But his gaze remained sharp.
Focused.
'You're hiding well…'
The towering trees, the dense foliage, the chaotic rain of arrows—
Everything was working in Povia's favor.
But—
Alan smiled faintly.
"Let's see how long you can hide."
Alan's figure blurred.
He didn't just dodge anymore—
He moved.
Fast.
Each step crushed leaves beneath his feet as he pushed forward through the forest, weaving between trees while arrows continued to fall like rain.
Swaeek! Swaeek! Swaeek!
The air screamed as dozens of arrows descended. Alan once again dodged them all and moved to location from the arrow was fired but no on was there.
"tch, I need to find another way" He mumbled wondering what he could do and just then a idea struck his head.
"Revolve."
The moment he activated the skill—
A faint ripple spread around him.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The incoming arrows struck his blade and the invisible force around him—
Then reversed.
Whoosh—
They shot back.
Not randomly—
But precisely.
Straight toward their origin.
He surged forward.
Boom—
The ground cracked beneath his feet as he accelerated, chasing the reversed arrows through the forest.
Branches snapped.
Trees blurred past him.
The arrows cut through the air like guiding lines—
And Alan followed them without losing even a fraction of speed.
Then—
He saw her.
A figure standing atop a thick branch.
A Death Knight.
Blonde hair, faintly swaying despite the lack of wind. A bow rested in her skeletal hands, drawn with mechanical precision.
"Povia…"
Alan muttered.
The moment her position was exposed—
Everything changed.
Her greatest advantage—
Gone.
But—
She didn't panic.
Syuuk!
She released another arrow instantly.
Then another.
And another.
In an instant, she fired over ten arrows—all aimed at Alan.
'She would pair well with Lantier… I might even be able to create a Legendary Ranger from her and Lantier's corpses,' Alan thought.
He blocked all the arrows using the 80,000 Army Shielding Sword, then immediately counterattacked.
"100,000 Army Blockade Sword."
[ Target has been stunned for 8 seconds. ]
After that—
There was no need for anything else.
Alan easily finished her.
[ You have defeated Death Knight Povia, guardian of the 65th island! ]
[ The 65th island has been cleansed! ]
[ As a reward for cleansing the island, you have gained one level! ]
[ The Elf Bow Thimble (Made by Pagma) has been acquired. ]
[ World Tree's Necklace has been acquired. ]
[ You have acquired Povia's Soul Essence. ]
[ Rune of Predation has absorbed the power of Death Knight Povia. ]
[ Elf's Bow Thimble (Made by Pagma) ]
Rating: Legendary
Durability: 100/111
Bow attack speed +20% when worn (elves receive double the effect).
Allows normal attacks or skill attacks to switch to 'target mode' (3-minute cooldown. The cooldown is halved when used by an elf).
A thimble made for Death Knight Povia by Pagma, a legendary blacksmith and Baal's Contractor.
It was designed to fit the body structure of Povia, who was born between a human and an elf.
Weight: 15
[ World Tree's Necklace ]
Rating: Legendary
Durability: 20/22
20% increase in strength and agility in elven territory.
150% increase in mana regeneration in elven territory.
1.2× increase in movement speed in elven territory.
Before she became a legend, Povia was a loner who wasn't recognized by humans or elves. This necklace was given to her by the World Tree, her only friend.
Weight: 50
'I can't complain…'
All the items Alan had obtained while clearing the islands in the 60s were incredible.
The value of each item was enormous.
The Behen Archipelago—
Was a treasure house in itself.
Alan couldn't help but feel satisfied.
After all—
He was the first to claim it.
"Now only you are left, Madra," Alan said as he looked toward the final island.
- There can only be one Undefeated King at a time.
Madra's voice echoed in his mind.
At that moment—
A quest window appeared before Alan.
[ The True Undefeated King ]
[ Defeat Death Knight Madra, the guardian of the final island of the Behen Archipelago. ]
[ Reward: Madra's ego within the sheath will create a new skill for you by combining some of your existing skills. ]
[ Failure: All stats will be permanently reduced by 100 points. ]
"What?"
Alan's expression changed.
The penalty—
Was too harsh.
A permanent loss of 100 points from all stats wasn't something he could ignore.