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51 – 3rd Floor, Coordinate Dungeon.

The most important thing in strengthening a force is the players.

When a bunch of nobodies stick together, there’s no weapon as sure as numbers.

‘It’s impossible to wield a strong person who can take on a hundred by myself.’

Everyone has their use.

The time of the strong and the time of the weak, their values are different.

Using the strong for simple labor is a waste.

It’s something that someone has to do.

It’s a necessary task to keep the ship moving without stopping, but it’s a bothersome task to do personally.

That’s why we don’t kill players but make them slaves.

The benefits of killing the opponent are never that great.

Captain Miles of the 17th squad is in charge of such tasks.

Attacking the early islands, making slaves of those who have just reached the 3rd floor.

‘And having some fun while at it….’

Miles, who was chasing the fleeing players, saw the flames flare up and die down on the mountain.

* * *

Securing the ship is important.

Whether you have a big ship or not makes a huge difference on the 3rd floor.

‘To put it bluntly, you just need to get the coordinates.’

Shipbuilding and coordinate finding.

It reduces the trial of the 3rd floor, which consists of two sections, into one.

To do that, you have to be able to execute the plan to steal the ship.

I knew it in my head, but my heart was reluctant.

Not knowing what kind of people they were, I hesitated to move.

But they provoked me.

I couldn’t stand it.

Tak, tadak-. Tak!

I descended the mountain path.

With high agility, the speed was quite fast when I decided to run.

‘Helmet.’

Since I had already confirmed they were bad b*stards, there was no need to show my face.

I took out the Secutor helmet from the inventory and put it on.

Although my vision was slightly obstructed, I liked the sense of stability it gave.

Whatever the stats, the higher the better.

A large ship was docked.

Pew-!

An arrow flew and struck the ground at my feet.

Thud-.

A warning shot.

I got goosebumps for a moment.

What if it had aimed at my head?

I might have died without even being able to speak.

“Who are you!”

I stood at the bow of the ship and activated Frozen Prison towards the middle-earth man aiming at me.

Tsszzzt-!

Although it was a sailing ship, the distance was closer than I thought, so it reached.

[Absorbing the soul of Willy (middle-earth man).]

[Strength increases by 0.01.]

Only 0.01 again.

Why?

Not knowing the reason, it felt wasteful and frustrating.

I took out the ice spirit’s raft from the inventory.

Rowing vigorously, I approached their sailing ship.

“Shit. What is this!”

“Get rid of this wall first!”

“Willy!”

There was a commotion on the ship.

He seemed startled by the Frozen Prison.

“Below!”

“A crazy b*stard is coming!”

It was already too late.

I reached out towards the ship.

‘Can’t I put it in the inventory?’

I willed my hand.

[You do not have ownership of ‘White Bone 16th Division Miles No. 6’.]

Is it to prevent tricks from people like me?

You needed to have ownership of the ship to store it in the inventory.

‘Well, it wouldn’t make sense if it were possible.’

Everyone would try to steal the ship and run away.

It would become ship guarding instead of treasure hunting.

Whoosh-!

How to seize the ship?

While I was pondering for a moment, flames flared up from above.

A fireball.

A fireball the size of a soccer ball flew towards me.

Being on a raft, there was no place nearby to take cover.

Either throw myself into the sea or block it.

‘Frozen Prison is on cooldown.’

Blocking it was impossible.

Jumping into the sea was not an option either, as I couldn’t swim.

‘I’ll take the hit.’

The normal damage of Frozen Prison is estimated to be around 50.

That fireball?

It doesn’t look stronger than Frozen Prison.

“You b*stard. Die!”

Boom-!

The fireball hit my body.

A searing pain spread through my left arm.

I gritted my teeth and endured the pain.

What mattered to me was my vitality.

【130】

The damage from the fireball was 20.

The pain was excruciating, but bearable.

It was actually a relief to know that as long as I didn’t get hit by eight shots at once, I could manage.

“Fire!”

The problem was the follow-up attacks.

They didn’t seem to think I would die from just one fireball, so they started shooting arrows wildly.

Arrows rained down.

Dodging them all was impossible.

“Why isn’t it hitting?”

“It hit, but it’s not sticking.”

“How much durability does he have…?”

Ordinary arrows didn’t stick to my body.

【124】

They just grazed and fell off with a tick-tick sound.

But the damage still came through.

‘When will my survival instinct kick in if it only decreases by 1 each time?’

There was a condition attached to this.

[Grade 4 Super Regeneration]

Everything had to be done within 3 seconds.

Otherwise, my vitality would recover.

【150】

Only 3 seconds had passed.

Yet my vitality was 150.

The opponent had used up mana to shoot the fireball, but it was as if they hadn’t shot it at all.

‘If I can’t have it, I’ll destroy it.’

There was a lack of information regarding ownership.

In this situation, there were too few choices to make.

One of them.

Destroying the opponent’s ship.

Armed with a golden dagger, I struck hard towards the ship.

The durability of skills and equipment are applied in distinctly different ways.

The durability of Frozen Prison feels closer to vitality.

But the durability of equipment is different.

It doesn’t follow the skill damage formula like vitality.

Even if the raft’s durability is 50, it doesn’t mean it can be broken with 50 damage.

Thud-!

I struck the lower part of the sailboat.

It doesn’t seem to have much of an impact.

Well, how strong can a human punch be anyway?

At best, I’m just an Earthling.

Thud-! Thud-!

The advantage of an F-rank skill is that it doesn’t have a cooldown unlike other skills.

Because its performance is so poor, other races don’t even glance at it, but…

‘I’m not like that.’

The damage of a strong strike is 150% physical damage.

I am ten times that.

A simple mechanism exerts overwhelming power in certain situations.

For example, when the target is standing stupidly.

‘Just like this.’

I struck the sailboat repeatedly.

Annoyed by the shower of arrows, I activated Frozen Prison above my head.

Tzzzzzt-.

Continuing strikes.

Barrage of strong strikes.

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Rumble.

The battle between the human and the sailboat didn’t last long.

“Shit, shit. What the hell!”

“The ship is breaking apart!”

“Jump off!”

I trained my forearm muscles to quickly use my survival instincts.

That was a big help.

A large sailing ship, so big that I had to look up, was collapsing.

I captured the spectacle with my eyes.

Of course, I didn’t forget to stay far away.

I hurriedly rowed away, fearing it might capsize nearby.

Crack!

What was a ship until a moment ago.

It slowly tilted and then split in half.

Splash-!

Those falling into the sea.

They each showed off their swimming skills, clinging to the remnants of the ship.

Fwoosh-.

I sniped them one by one with a blinding poison dart.

[Absorbing the soul of Alex (a Midlander).]

[Strength increases by 0.01.]

The advantage of the skill is that it hits the target every time it is activated.

You could say it has a correction to the hit rate.

There’s no way I, who had never used a poison dart in my life, could hit this well.

It’s normal to miss every shot.

But the blinding poison dart doesn’t miss.

It was possible because it was a skill.

Fwoosh!

The cooldown of the blinding poison dart is 10 seconds.

[Absorbing the soul of Elena (a Citizen).]

[Intelligence increases by 0.01.]

One person dies every 10 seconds.

“Sa, save me!”

From the victim’s perspective, it must be utterly horrifying.

“Please!”

They started to beg.

‘When they were shooting arrows, and now they beg.’

If they had started with a conversation, I might have shown mercy with my broad generosity.

But they didn’t even attempt to talk.

As soon as they saw me, they aimed their bows.

‘What if I were a weak Earthling?’

I would have died from the arrows.

I wouldn’t even have had a chance to plead my case.

Whoosh!

[Absorbing the soul of a Palace (a being from the Middle Realm).]

[Agility increases by 0.01.]

Kill one and row.

Kill another and row.

While harvesting souls, I destroyed the enemy pirate ship.

“Bl, block him!”

They tried to stop me, but they couldn’t.

Inflicting 150 damage at once was harder than I thought.

Boom!

The ship breaks apart.

People fall in droves.

I fire the blinding poison dart again.

For the gathered ones, I used Frozen Prison.

My stats increase.

A question arises.

‘Is the stat growth from soul absorption fixed?’

I killed quite a few, but they all increased by 0.01.

There was no twist.

By now, I had to think that there were conditions for soul absorption.

“You son of a b*tch!”

A shout was heard from the direction of the sandy beach.

A man wearing a pirate hat was glaring at me with a face flushed red.

“Kill that b*stard! There’s no need to make him a slave. Kill him, kill him now!”

The captain.

That guy was definitely the captain…

‘…There’s something about that hat.’

Earlier, in Blanco’s team, there was a man wearing a similar hat.

‘Ownership.’

It felt like a lightning bolt struck my mind.

There was no time to think for long.

The enemy captain had summoned and fired a cannon.

Judging by the trajectory, it was impossible to avoid.

Skill.

I quickly deployed Frozen Prison in front of the raft.

Boom-!

【9,903】

I checked how much durability was left.

I was surprised at how powerful the skill was.

‘Considering that the ice wall has no durability and takes all the skill damage…’

At least D-rank.

But I wasn’t scared.

I trusted Frozen Prison and rowed.

Unlike before, this time I headed for the sandy beach.

‘That guy might give more stats.’

My heart was filled with hope.