Your Commander-in-Chief – Chapter 115

The massive force led by Hwangdo arrived, and death’s aura was everywhere.

Withered earth and the traces of corpses that no longer resembled their original forms.

A long time had passed. Ming Religion didn’t even try to hide their identity.

The countless people had already been taken as sacrifices.

Flap-!

The first flag to fly was the one with the words “White Dragon Society” emblazoned in white.

Flap-!

Soon after, the second, third, fourth, and fifth flags rose up.

Shaolin Temple.

Open Door.

Tang Gate.

Full Moon Hall.

The strongest forces in the martial world had gathered in one place.

The swords pointed towards the great royal gate.

All conditions for the main quest had been achieved.

I had united the five remaining factions in the martial world and concluded discussions with Princess Yeo, who was preparing for war on the other side.

The elf forces readied for battle were waiting for a signal from the other world.

[Activating Large-Scale Transmission Gate.]

Open the gate within the royal palace to summon the elf forces. 0/1

The guiding wind of the main quest swept toward the firmly shut royal door and disappeared.

All preparations were complete. Only the advance remained.

The moment I took a step forward, the personal channel activated, and the final story of this expansion pack began.

So I took my step.

As I walked slowly forward, the personal channel activated, and the end of the story began.

“I’ll go first.”

The one at the forefront was the White Dragon Society.

The wave of swordsmen, radiating coldness, began to knock on the closed royal gate.

Craaash!

The moment the massive head of the white dragon shattered the royal door, a purple mist spilled out from within.

It was a response as if they had been waiting.

[Uggggggh!]

A horrific, inhuman roar echoed.

Revealed from behind the shattered door was a group of people wrapped in purple mist.

Melting skin dampened the floor. The trickling blood had lost its color, spewing out purple mist.

But that wasn’t all. Behind them emerged shamans controlling the melted commoners and warriors radiating purple energy.

“We’ll go too.”

The forces I had gathered started to move one by one.

Screams rang out from all around. The clash of spears and swords created a loud din.

The situation on the battlefield was favorable.

Thanks to the major NPCs wielding their weapons at the front.

Each NPC representing their faction possessed stats rivaling that of a boss monster.

There was nothing particularly special to do. But it wasn’t a situation to just sit back.

To wrap up this story quickly, we needed to take care of the monsters that popped up ahead.

I drew my sword and headed for the battlefield. Blood spattered as spears and swords clashed.

As I maneuvered through, swinging my sword, the enemy forces were swept away like fallen leaves.

They weren’t particularly strong foes. They were merely a setting to showcase the story.

I pushed forward, driving the Ming Religion forces back.

The vast interior of the royal palace unfolded like a scene from hell.

Flesh was stuck to the ground, and monsters that seemed to be formed from piled humans crawled all around.

At that moment, a glimmering wind brushed past before my eyes.

The wind was headed towards a massive altar covered in red blood and numerous corpses.

That was it. That must be the large magical formation connecting to another world.

[Looks like a bunch of cockroaches have gathered.]

At that moment, a special named monster appeared.

It was a creature with a huge upper body and a frail lower body, flailing its eight arms behind it and shouting.

[Rise!]

[Protector of the Realm, Chenyun Clan]

The moment the words ended, the scattered corpses on the ground began to gather, forming the shape of a gigantic giant.

[Grrrrrgh!]

“I’ll clear the path. In the meantime, I hope you activate the formation to summon reinforcements from the other world.”

The one who jumped out first was the master of the White Dragon Sword, draped in a black cloak.

As coldness spread thickly, he transformed into a white dragon, moving like a deity.

Swish!

The body of the white dragon pierced through the monsters in an instant.

A path was opened.

The guiding wind of the main quest was directing me to the massive altar.

In line with that, some of the Taoists from Full Moon Hall that I had brought gathered at the altar.

It was time to call for reinforcements.

I moved towards the altar, placing the green leaf received from the elf as instructed by the system.

At that moment, the Taoists of Full Moon Hall began to chant incantations in unison, and before long, a massive portal began to open.

Crack!

The space tore apart, and wind from another realm began to blow in.

The scent of greenery filled the battlefield.

At that moment, armed elf forces surged out of the torn portal.

“Creeeek!”

Hundreds of griffons soared into the sky, launching an assault on the ominous black birds.

No further dialogue was necessary. We had already exchanged opinions across worlds multiple times.

It was time to charge towards the interior of the royal palace.

Empowered by the reinforcements, the forces gathered to eliminate Ming Religion began to press swiftly into the palace.

I too followed behind, entering the interior of the fortress.

Inside the fortress was equally chaotic. One could barely discern the monsters that had once been human, wandering around in madness.

They were annoying and cumbersome. I frowned and headed towards the very center of the fortress.

The emperor’s chamber was straight ahead.

The major NPCs followed me. Having carved their paths by swinging their swords, we finally reached the last location.

Even without entering, I knew something horrific awaited me inside the emperor’s chamber.

There was no tension.

I calmly opened the door.

[So you’ve finally come…]

The emperor no longer resembled a human.

His limbs were twisted, having two pairs scattered like a mixture of two people, and on his head sat a grotesque mass of flesh, its tendrils waving like a beard.

[Invader from another realm]

There was no trace left of the emperor.

What stood before me now was an invader from another world whose name I couldn’t even recognize.

“Horrific…”

With that remark, the clash began, and a cinematic video materialized before my eyes.

My body’s senses began to fade. This was likely an intention by the production team to allow me to appreciate the video more realistically.

My gaze quickly scanned the video. As a result, I discovered a faintly etched small button at the bottom of the video.

[Skip]

It was the skip button. Without hesitation, I pressed it.

*

A considerable time had passed since completing the main quest.

The other world had been saved, and the elf clan no longer depended solely on the World Tree.

In the meantime, I continued farming to prepare for the next raid.

This time, unlike the bomb party members like Melvin and Jupiter, I tackled the dungeon with my excellent party members.

As a result, two weeks after the expansion pack update, I managed to farm all level 85 items.

Two weeks was not a short time.

Those who poured their lives into the game typically reached level 85 and began to prepare for raiding, and even those short on time like Helena were starting to reach level 85.

It was time to check the status of the raid party.

I frowned and began organizing the sheet with the number of members.

Many players had quit due to this update.

Five members from the existing raid team had left.

The second raid team, Princess Yeo’s raid party, had also lost ten members.

The impact was significant. The new members we needed to find would have to be selected more strictly since we had lost the ones we had coordinated with.

Though it was customary every season, I still hadn’t gotten used to the departure of familiar faces.

A chill brushed against a corner of my heart.

Raid dungeon of level 85. [Royal Palace of Another World] takes place in a martial arts world, unlike the existing one.

The story of the raid dungeon was an IF story branching from the main quest, depicting what would happen if the elf clan couldn’t provide support.

The forces I had gathered failed to thwart the Ming Religion’s plot against the royal family.

As a result, the Ming Religion successfully summoned the deity they worshipped into the royal palace.

When I listened to the stories of other raid groups that had departed before us, it seemed the difficulty of this dungeon was considerably high.

Even the leaked footage of the dungeon’s progress confirmed that.

Last season, dealers didn’t need to execute any special tactics, but this time it was different.

The design of the raid leaned more towards prioritizing individual capabilities rather than team synergy, with strange regions to navigate and special mechanics to activate.

June 25th, Sunday. 1 PM.

A perfect time to log in after having lunch.

More than two weeks had passed since the update of the new expansion pack.

Our soft and squishy raid party finished preparations for departure.

The moment it turns into tomorrow, the raid will reset.

Even if we might not be able to clear to the final boss, we needed to take down as many named monsters as possible so that every member could purchase a piece of raid armor by the next day.

Especially the tankers’ armor was crucial. The sturdier they became, the more comfort the healers would have, significantly increasing the overall safety of the raid.

It was likely that, next week, or rather the moment it turned into tomorrow, the chance of a perfect clear would be high.

“Is everyone ready?”

In front of the grand royal gate, I began to lock eyes with the members of our soft and squishy raid party.

Especially with the new members, I gazed for quite a while.

There was no need for confirmation. They all must have been doing well.

But still, I felt compelled to check once more, just in case.

They were confirmed latecomers. It was a surprisingly slow start.

But that’s why, I had no burden of pressure for a perfect clear.

All party members nodded.

I smiled slightly and stepped forward.

A cold aura lingered in my breath.

The faint outline of a white dragon faded from my fingertips.

“Here I go!”

Bounce-

The moment I jumped lightly, I could enter the dungeon across.

Though brief, the voices coming from behind were clear.

“Today you’re in white again.”

That was the voice of the Snow Mage.