CHAPTER 341: CHAPTER 341 - THE FALL AFTER THE STORM

Atlas checked his overall status once more, realizing he hadn’t yet allocated almost 100 stat points. He performed a quick review and made a few adjustments.

[Name: Atlas Blackthorn]

[Level: 111]

[Strength: 320 | Agility: 240 | Intelligence: 320 | Constitution: 220 | Stamina: 300]

[Available Stat Points: 2]

[Job: The Lord]

[Class: Tempest Reaver]

[Ironblood Will (SS) - Tactical Awareness (A) - Instinctual Command (A) - Elemental Spear Mastery (S) - Elemental Dominion (S) - Commanding Presence (S) - Enduring Adaptation (S)]

He aimed to balance his Strength and Magic since his skill damage drew power from both attributes. At the same time, he made sure his Agility stayed close enough to match his Strength, maintaining a proper equilibrium for movement and precision.

Stamina was another key point — using massive area-of-attack skills consumed an enormous amount of both Mana and Stamina, so he reinforced those as well.

As for Constitution, he decided not to push it too high but kept it at a steady value, enough to sustain him in extended battles. After all, he already had several skills that enhanced his overall survivability.

Atlas considered whether he should use the experience point booster here. The monsters in this area were only about five to ten levels above him, though their numbers were massive — likely around eighty to a hundred in total.

No, it would still be worth it, even if the level gap wasn’t too wide. Especially if he could wipe them all out in a short amount of time.

He finalized his preparations and consumed every booster potion he had — one for magic damage, one for stamina, and one for strength. Once everything was in place, he chose not to summon Zefyros this time. He wanted to finish this with his own power alone.

Gripping his spear tightly, Atlas looked down. Below, the chaotic mass of monsters had begun to converge toward a single spot, their numbers so vast they looked like swarming ants from this height.

Atlas was going to jump from up here. A faint smile crossed his face as his body erupted with swirling elemental particles and powerful aura. In the next second, he launched himself downward, his body wrapped in blazing golden lightning that burst violently across the air around him.

Elyndra, spreading her radiant wings, followed close behind, diving after him with a trail of shimmering light.

Atlas gritted his teeth, fully aware of how agonizing it was to unleash massive-damage spells in rapid succession. Each cast felt like draining every ounce of energy he had in an instant, his chest tightening as though a crushing weight struck his heart, leaving him gasping for breath with every attempt.

[Epic – Bloodlink Command (Active Skill) Lv. 6 activated.]

[Unique – Bloodrush Tempest (Active Skill) activated.]

In a battle like this, Atlas could only rely on area-of-effect skills — they were the most efficient way to deal with such a massive swarm of enemies gathering in one place.

[Unique – Stormcall Domain (Active Skill) activated.]

A deafening roar of thunder exploded across the battlefield as Atlas’s descending body merged with the lightning storm raining down from the heavens, striking the ground in a blinding cascade of gold and blue.

Not enough!

[Epic – Spiral Tide (Active Skill) Lv. 7 activated.]

A massive tornado spun into existence from the ground, pulling the chaotic monsters together into a single concentrated area.

[Ocean’s Wrath (Active Skill) activated.]

[Sea of Storms (Active Skill) activated.]

It was as if an ocean itself had poured from the sky — torrents of water crashed downward, mixed with dozens of spears made of pure water, each one falling alongside lightning bolts that split the clouds open.

Atlas’s entire body trembled under the strain. He clenched his jaw and forced his mana to flow again, repeating the same devastating sequence.

[Unique – Stormcall Domain (Active Skill) activated.]

[Epic – Spiral Tide (Active Skill) Lv. 7 activated.]

[Ocean’s Wrath (Active Skill) activated.]

[Sea of Storms (Active Skill) activated.]

Chaining so many high-tier skills one after another was brutally inefficient — their damage output began to drop, and the cost multiplied several times over. But right now, this was the only way Atlas could unleash such overwhelming destructive power.

[You have killed Blazeborn Revenant Lv. 120]

[You received 76,166 Exp]

[Exp: 169,051/1,074,625]

[You have killed Blazeborn Revenant Lv. 114]

[You have killed Pyroshade Fiend Lv. 119]

[You have killed Pyroshade Fiend Lv. 122]

[You have killed Infernal Wraith Lv. 118

The results began to show almost instantly — but Atlas couldn’t stop now. He quickly consumed Rank-A Stamina Recovery Elixir, feeling his heart pound violently in his chest, as if it would burst from the sudden surge of restored energy.

He launched into another chain of skills, each one tearing through the sky with devastating force.

Lightning filled the heavens, roaring again and again as if the very storm had come alive. The world below was drowned in chaos — thunder crashing, the sea of unleashed water raging across the land, while countless bolts of lightning struck down like divine wrath.

The roaring tornado pulled the monsters together, forcing them into a single writhing mass that was repeatedly smashed against the ground by his unrelenting assault.

Still not enough!

Atlas pushed himself harder, chaining the skills again and again, refusing to stop even for a second. Each time he leveled up and his Mana and Stamina refilled, he poured it all back into the next devastating strike.

System notifications began flooding his vision, bright and constant, as he plummeted closer to the ground. But his sight started to blur, his consciousness fading — his body screaming for him to stop.

His mind went blank for a split second. The world around him trembled under the storm he had summoned... and then Atlas felt himself losing control completely.

[You have killed Elite – Infernal Wraithlord Lv. 122]

[You received 1,776,156 Exp]

[You have leveled up]

[Level 115]

[Exp: 660,875 / 1,209,502]

Oh, he had even managed to kill an Elite-grade monster. That’s nice...

Atlas was barely conscious as his body plummeted toward the ground. The only thing he could still feel was the solid grip of his spear in his hand — he refused to let it go, no matter what.

Lightning strikes continued to rain down all around him, explosions echoing through the air like the sky itself was being torn apart. But his vision dimmed, his body growing heavy as he began to close his eyes.

How many levels had he gained? Five, Six maybe? That was the last clear thought he could manage.

Then... a bright light approached him fast. Someone caught his falling body before it hit the ground.

Elyndra...

He felt the sudden pull of her dive, her radiant wings cutting through the storm as she held him close.

"You did it, my lord," came her soft voice — the last thing he heard before everything faded into darkness.

**

Atlas opened his eyes and realized he was lying inside a tent. His head was still spinning, the dull ache spreading through his skull like his very soul had been torn out and shoved back in again.

Pulling off a chain of skills like that had been incredibly dangerous.

He slowly pushed himself up into a sitting position, still feeling dizzy as the world around him steadied.

A few moments later, he heard footsteps outside. When he gave permission to enter, Edrik stepped inside and sat down across from him.

"Did you manage to complete the quest, my lord?" he asked carefully.

Atlas opened his system message logs to check for confirmation. Only for his eyes to widen slightly as he froze in silence.