Nameless King

"I need to get a million minutes? Damn, that's a lot, a lot, and it looks like there's going to be a real massacre on the island soon." Wain muttered, watching the hundreds of figures below.

By this time, other people had also arrived on the island, who had found a complete map like Wain. They had been drawn here through the portals and shocked at what was happening.

'Our advantage as the first was that we could figure out the rules working here. Those who were late now had only two options: fight to try to figure out what was going on during the battle or spend some time learning and getting behind the others.'

Wain decided he wouldn't act yet. His idea was simple. Instead of searching for hundreds of monsters, wasting his time, and getting a few minutes, he would rather hunt for 'big prey'.

Monsters, humans, and other races would now begin to fight each other. The strongest would survive, and at that point, Wain would appear. He would take their time and lives for himself and get a few tens of thousands of minutes at once.

'Considering that I got ten thousand minutes for killing an Ascendant Rating monster, I need to kill a hundred of those monsters. I can handle two or at most three battles in a row, after which I'll need a rest. I can't make a million minutes this way. It's too long.'

Booooom.

A deafening explosion rang out in the distance and several more followed. Thunderbolts of different colors erupted across the island, pillars of flame reaching the sky, ice rocks and kidney-shattering crystals, and water torrents tearing down forests and fields.

This was only the beginning. Everyone was fighting for their lives and trying to understand what was happening.

Even though it was chaos on the island now, everyone came here for the treasure, and they were ready for a fierce fight, for it was inevitable.

Wain sat high up in a tree and watched it all with a slight smile on his face. He felt as if he had outsmarted everyone else and watched the others fight to the death. However, Wain wasn't the only one who decided to stand by for a while.

Whoooooooooosh.

Something flashed to his left, and Wain reacted instantly. He caught a sharp dagger from which a black liquid dripped. The drop fell from the blade onto a branch and burned it like a very corrosive acid.

"Damn, that was dangerous." Wain muttered and looked in the direction the dagger came from.

In a tall tree just below Wain's tree stood a girl with green, lantern-like eyes, pale skin, and purple hair in the distance. Her elbows and knees had bone outgrowths on them, and several bags filled with bone knives hung from her belt.

"Undead..." Wain muttered.

The girl didn't expect Wain to be able to react to her attack, so she quickly disappeared from his sight. There were many assassins among the Undead, and this girl was one of them. She did not try to attack Wain. Since her first attack failed, it was ineffective.

Wain was annoyed that someone dared to attack him, but he wasn't going to let his emotions get the better of him. This was just the beginning, and it was unlikely the assassin had much time. Killing her Wain would gain nothing and lose a lot of energy.

...

After five hours, the battles had still not subsided, on the contrary, there were more of them, and some parts of the island began to look like lifeless ruins. However, they gradually recovered as if the island were alive.

Wain wanted to take part in the battle as three hundred minutes had already passed, and he thought that was enough time for some people to accumulate a large amount of time.

​ However, before he wanted to jump out of the tree, the island shook again. Four massive beams of light appeared in different directions, and then a loud roar was heard.

In different directions, four mighty monsters appeared on the island's outskirts. To the west, a huge rat appeared. To that side was a dark forest, a territory of darkness.

To the east, a white wolf appeared amid shining mountains. It was the territory of light. To the north, a wyvern appeared among the icy lands. In the south, a huge snake with fiery scales appeared.

The four beasts did not attack. They stayed in their places as if waiting for someone to come to them. A majestic and powerful aura emanated from each of them.

Wain smiled contentedly. He decided he would head for one of these beasts because when they appeared, his heart pounded, the Seal of Darkness glowed brightly, and the Soul Altar began to tremble.

He did not know for what reason, but he felt that the souls of these beasts were different from anything he had seen or felt before. Wain was certain that the souls of these monsters were Legendary Rating, at this point the only thing he had never seen before.

'Hmm, who shall I choose? What's more, I'm bound to get a large amount of time and maybe even a million at once. I really can't pass up such an opportunity.' Wain pondered.

Fire, ice, darkness, light, each of these forces was powerful, and they were opposites of the other. Wain did not consider fire or light as an option. He considered going after darkness or going after ice.

'Perhaps with the Light Seeker Ring, it will be easier for me to defeat the rat, but that's not really what I want at the moment. To fight a wyvern, a relative of dragons, among the icy rocks. That sounds so much better.' Wain made a decision and jumped down from the tree.

The ice lands were very far away. It would take Wain at least an hour to get there.

He ran through the forest and entered an area filled with rivers and fields. By this point, some of the areas had already been destroyed, but the overall image was still intact and clear.

Wain ran along quiet paths where no one was supposed to be, he didn't need battles now. His goal was the wyvern and the icy lands.

However, there were too many people on the sharp right now, and Wain could not go unnoticed.

Whoooooosh.

Suddenly several arrows flew toward him from different directions. He bounced to the side, and they exploded in scarlet flames, leaving a crater on the ground and destroying the nearest stream.

The Ring of Damned glowed brightly, and a platinum sword appeared in Wain's hand. He couldn't see his enemies, but he didn't need to. He knew where the arrows came from, and that was enough to strike back.

Three black spheres appeared on the sword, and Wain swung the weapon sharply. A massive wave of fire rained down on the trees and part of the forest in the distance, completely destroying them.

The attackers managed to jump aside at the last moment, and then Wain saw who his enemy was.

They were three members of the Beastfolk race of the cat clan. They had black fur, sharp ears, and sharp claws and fangs. Two of them had bows, and one had a massive sword and a huge shield.