100% DROP RATE : Why is My Inventory Always so Full? - Chapter 228
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Chapter 228: Chapter 228 – Trial End
The betrayal broke whatever thin trust remained.
Only two pairs were keyless now:
The Silent Monastery monks… and the black-robed women.
Everyone else had a key.
…
The monks exchanged a quiet look.
No words were needed.
Then… they acted.
Both monks slammed their palms against the tiny bronze bells strapped to their wrists.
Dong…
Their essence poured into the bells like blood rushing through arteries.
The bells warped. Then expanded.
The engraved runes writhed like they were waking from sleep.
When the monks coughed blood, the entire crowd gasped—
“THEY’RE USING THEIR TRUMP CARD?!”
“THAT TECHNIQUE KILLS THEM IF THEY’RE NOT CAREFUL!”
The bells finished expanding, transforming into massive temple bells. They floated behind the monks like twin golden mountains.
Then—
DOOOOOOOOONG!
A sound wave exploded across the ring.
A ripple that didn’t simply vibrate—
It crushed.
Marie’s colossal titan shattered from chest to hip.
“WHA—”
The giant’s limbs broke off like cracked earth. She gritted her teeth and curled her body over Lucien. She stacked earth shields desperately around him.
Lilith and her partner staggered as their comet-like aura flickered.
The scholars dropped to their knees and their runic arrays collapsed into static.
Even the black-robed women froze mid-motion. Their bodies jerked as if a puppeteer had suddenly cut every string.
Everything, everyone… Was Suppressed.
As if they had been dragged into the monks’ domain.
Only the monks staggered forward. They were pale as death and blood dripped down their chins.
Yet their eyes gleamed with peak clarity.
The senior monk lowered his bell, breathing heavily.
“Junior… choose. Which key should we get?”
The younger monk scanned the battlefield, then smirked.
“How about from the wolves, Senior? We must teach them the ways of the world while they’re still young.”
The senior nodded once.
“Good point.”
They strode toward Marie and the stone-shielded Lucien.
Marie lifted her head and glared daggers despite the suppression crushing her limbs. She looked ready to bite them if she could.
The monks crouched before the stone cocoon.
The junior smiled coldly.
“I hope this will teach you not to be arrogant in the future.”
Marie’s fingers twitched like she wanted to crush his throat.
Just then—
SHRRAAAACK!!
Something punched through the stone shield from behind her.
Chunks of earth flew outward.
A hand.
Lucien’s hand.
He emerged through the broken stone, dusting himself off like he’d been taking a nap.
Lucien stood up and looked around casually.
The monks’ eyes widened.
“You—how are you standing?! Why aren’t you suppressed?!” the junior monk shouted.
They backed off and… they rang the bell once more—
DOOOOOOOOONG!
The ripple hit Marie like a hammer. Blood gushed from her lips.
Lilith collapsed to the ground completely.
The scholars crumpled.
Even the black-robed women trembled.
And Lucien—
Lucien casually cleaned his ear.
This act… made the entire arena go silent in disbelief.
Lucien blinked at the monks.
“Oh. That again? Sorry, buddy. No suppression works on me.”
A lazy shrug.
“Well, that’s loud though”
The monks’ jaws dropped open.
Marie who was bleeding and shaking… grabbed Lucien’s ankle from below as if pleading.
“F*ck you… stop acting cool… and don’t let them ring that damn bell again… it HURTS.”
Lucien’s eyes widened.
“…Oh. Right. That is a problem.”
…
Lucien didn’t hesitate.
He scooped Marie into a princess carry again.
Marie blinked.
“…You better not drop me.”
Lucien smiled at the monks as if talking to toddlers.
“Hey. To copy your words from earlier… let me teach you the way of the world.”
He reached into his pocket and… he pulled out a shimmering key.
The key for the Ascension Gate.
He held it casually between two fingers.
“You want the key, right? Take it.”
Then—
He tossed it toward them.
A perfect arc.
…
The crowd completely lost it.
“WHAT? HE JUST GAVE AWAY THE KEY?!”
“IS HE SCARED OF THE MONKS?!”
“I GUESS EVEN HE CAN’T STAND THOSE RIPPLING SOUNDS!”
…
The monks’ eyes locked onto the key.
Their muscles tensed.
Their instincts flared.
And—
That flicker of attention…
…was all Lucien needed.
FWIP—CRACK!!
Lucien vanished forward and kicked the senior monk in the jaw, launching him upward.
He twisted mid-air and heel-kicked the junior straight across the ring in a perfect somersault.
The two monks flew like ragdolls.
Before they landed, Lucien shouted:
“Rule number one: Don’t trust anyone.”
Then he scooped a handful of dirt from the broken platform…
…and flung it at the monks’ heads.
“And rule number two: Don’t make your heads too shiny. You become easy targets.”
The entire arena burst into chaotic laughter and horrified gasps.
“HE THREW DIRT AT MONKS?!”
“THAT WAS SO PETTY IT LOOPED BACK TO GENIUS!”
“HE PRINCESS-CARRIED HIS PARTNER AND WENT FOR THE KICK—WHAT IS THIS DUO?! THEY ARE TOO FUNNY GAHAHA!”
…
The bells shrank back to their true forms.
Their trump card dissipated.
The pressure lifted entirely.
The black-robed women straightened at once.
Their heads turned toward Lucien like predatory automata.
The air thickened.
Even Marie tensed in Lucien’s arms.
Lucien didn’t move.
“Alright, alright, go take the key. Just don’t attack us.”
He backed away.
The key he’d thrown still lay on the ground, gleaming innocently.
One black-robed woman slowly crouched.
Her movements were mechanical.
She picked it up.
Then they rushed toward the Ascension Gate.
The one holding the key inserted it into the slot.
CLICK—
But then—
BAAAAAAANG!!!
The key exploded.
A cloud of thick smoke blasted into their faces like a volcanic eruption.
The crowd shrieked:
“WHAT?! IT EXPLODED?!!”
“THE KEY BLEW UP?!”
“WAS THAT EVEN A KEY?!”
Lucien grinned, eyes sharp.
“I literally just said rule number one.
Sigh… you don’t listen at all.”
Lucien moved.
He leapt high into the air with Marie still in his arms.
Their bodies spun in a tight spiral.
The momentum turned Lucien’s heel into a meteor.
He struck both black-robed women’s heads mid-air—
BANG—!! BANG—!!
They blasted backward, skidding over the edge of the ring.
Smoke scattered.
Silence cracked.
In that stolen gap—
Lucien landed before the gate.
He drew out the real key.
Calmly. Smoothly. As if the universe had never been chaotic.
He slid it into the slot.
Light exploded from the Ascension Gate.
A shockwave blasted upward. A golden sigil wrapped around them.
The world held its breath.
[ SECOND PLACE — VERDANT VEIL ]
Marie threw her fist in the air.
“LUKE, YOU’RE A GENIUS! GHAHAHAHA!!!”
The arena roared so loudly the spire trembled.
“THE WOLVES DID IT!!”
“SECOND PLACE—THEY STOLE IT BACK!!”
“THIS IS INSANE—WHAT A TWIST!!”
No one knew… the key earlier was something he crafted.
A fake, created using his Law of Creation.
A perfect imitation with one twist: it detonated like a smoke bomb when slotted.
And their plan had executed perfectly.
•••
Lythrae and her Moonlit Maiden, untouched by the monks’ earlier suppression, moved the moment the announcement of second place echoed.
They soared upward.
The floating cushion sliced through the air.
In a graceful arc, they grabbed the key that appeared—
and inserted it the moment the gate allowed entry.
“THIRD PLACE — LYTHRAE & PARTNER.”
Cheers erupted.
“THE MOONLIT DUO MADE IT!!”
“THEY TIMED IT PERFECTLY!!”
“GAHAHA WHAT A TWIST!”
The crowd buzzed, breathless.
No one had expected such twists.
…
Soon… Lilith and her partner recovered at last.
And she was pissed.
Her horn flickered with residual starlight as she pushed herself upright, cracking her neck like a predator inconvenienced during a hunt.
She scanned the ring—
Then her eyes landed on the monks.
The monks who had suppressed everyone.
The monks who had made her collapse like a puppet with cut strings.
Their bodies were still trembling, recovering far slower than anyone else.
Lilith’s expression darkened.
“…You two.”
The monks looked up.
And froze.
Lilith stepped toward them, slow and deliberate, like a judge delivering a sentence or a beast savoring the walk before the kill.
The junior monk’s voice cracked.
“L–Lady Starforge… Please wait—”
Lilith smiled.
A terrifying, sharp, absolutely petty smile.
“Wait my ass.”
She dashed.
WHAM—!!!
Her heel smashed straight between the junior monk’s legs.
His soul left his body before his body left the ring.
The senior monk tried to dodge—
Too slow.
Lilith pivoted and kicked him in the balls too, with the full mercy of a dying star.
Both monks folded like collapsing tents.
Both burst into motes of light.
A cold announcement echoed:
[ SEVENTH PLACE — SILENT MONASTERY ]
The crowd HOWLED.
“LILITH JUST—SHE JUST KICKED THEM INTO ELIMINATION?!”
“HOLY SH*T THAT WAS PERSONAL!!”
“THE MONKS DIED TWICE TODAY—IN BODY AND IN PRIDE!!”
Lilith flicked her hair back like justice had been served.
“…Petty? Yes. Worth it? Absolutely.”
The black-robed women were still on the edge of the ring, twitching slightly.
They are like a malfunctioning pair of machines struggling to reboot after Lucien’s smoke-bomb.
Lilith cracked her knuckles and stepped toward them.
“Alright. Your turn.”
But then—
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw two very sneaky, very scholarly silhouettes…
Tiptoeing.
Sneaking.
Creeping toward the Ascension Gate.
Lilith slowly turned her head.
The scholars froze mid-step.
Her glare stabbed them like a spear.
The junior scholar coughed lightly, trying to look dignified.
“Lady Starforge… please, go first.”
The elder clasped his hands behind his back solemnly.
“Yes… ladies first. We scholars are gentlemen.”
Lilith stared at them for a beat.
Then smirked.
“…Smart choice.”
She and her partner walked straight to the gate.
Then… Light enveloped them.
[ FOURTH PLACE — STAR-FORGE CARTEL ]
The scholars exhaled like condemned men freed from execution.
They hurried forward and slotted their key next.
[ FIFTH PLACE — OBSIDIAN COLLEGIUM ]
And finally, the last announcement came.
[ SIXTH PLACE — MYSTERIOUS GROUP ]
The last motes faded.
The spire felt alive with shock and awe as the final placements settled into place.
And the entire arena was left buzzing with one united thought.
This trial wasn’t just a test.
It was a battlefield where only monsters survived.