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Chapter One-Hundred and Forty-Three: No End in Sight

    Chapter One-Hundred and Forty-Three: No End in Sight


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake heaved a long sigh as he blew past another grouping of Ants, his body beginning to truly feel the exhaustion catch up to it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He had been at it for hours. Killing and killing Ants to no end, and had already finished the majority of the quests that he had received, but to his dismay the Ants didn’t seem to be giving adequate TP or experience even with their substantial numbers.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fucking god damn it, they could at least give enough for me to level up, this is getting absolutely ridiculous!” Drake cursed, “If this doesn’t end I’m going to be forced to run.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">I think it wise to retreat and regroup for now. You’ve exhausted your mana several times already and there seems to be a reason as to why the Ants have not dwindled in number,” </em><span style="font-weight:400">Natto said, observing from within him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t want to back down and run from a fight…. But I guess it''s the best decision. I have to reevaluate how I’m going to do this if they’re going to just throw endless monsters at me that are worth less than dirt,” Drake spat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake turned in the opposite direction of where his group was, putting Morning Glory back into his inventory as he pulled his Rings from the same ce simultaneously slipping them on.


    <span style="font-weight:400">His hair shimmered to a crimson red as his tattoos red coloring themselves in a bright red as well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">I am the wall on which my enemies billow! Bulwark!”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake chanted, boosting his defenses to their current limit through the skill.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Time to make an exit!” he shouted with a grin behind his mask.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake dug in, bending down into a sprinter’s form before roaring forward, destroying the ground below him as he shot off like a gun. He quickly plowed through the sea of Ants, kill notifications piling up as he threw ant after ant to the side, punching through hordes of thoraxes and fire sacs alike.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Finally able to exit on the other side of therge dirt hill that acted as one of the hive entrances he looked back. His entire body was covered in goo from the ants, the Fire Oil sticking to him like a hardened grease.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ugh… How do I get this stuff off me? I don’t exactly have soap… and it.. Oh my lord! It fucking reaks!” Drake shouted, turning his head as far away from his own body as he could, his face grimacing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">I do not know but please remedy it… I can smell you from inside you and I did not know that was even possible…”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto whined.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake did his best to wash himself off using hot water but to no avail, the sticky mess he had somehow remained intact.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He sighed, reminding himself that he had to now be more careful with his fire magic unless he wanted to mbé himself. But raising his head from the momentary embarrassment he saw the other towering Hive entrances in the distance.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake was unable to see them before in the dark of night, but in the midday sun they were unmistakable and easily seen. He quickly counted five that he could see from his position and gave a short whistle.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Wow, no wonder there’s nothing left in this tutorial… They have to be on the level of a gue of locus at this point… I can only imagine howrge the Hive is underground. This might take more than the time we have,” Drake mused, putting his hand to his chin, then realizing it was covered in sticky oil, shaking it off in disgust.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well….” hemented, frowning at his oil-covered hands, “Guess it’s time to make it back to everyone ande up with something else.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">After a few minutes of skidding around the angry mob of ants, Drake made it back to where he had left everyone. He was embarrassed he was not returning a triumphant victor but at least he was more colorful now and not dead.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What in the world are you covered in? Oh my god, it stinks!” Chelsea yelled, pinching her nose.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah bro, might want to take a few steps back…” Bjorn agreed, giving a chuckle.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s not like I nned on being covered in Ant juice… This shit won’t wash off.. You got any potions that can do something about this?” Drake asked desperately.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Naw, don’t have anything like that bro. Besides I don’t even think industrial soap could clean that mess,” Bjorn scoffed as he took a few steps back.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are you alright?” ire asked concerned, but also staying a few feet away.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You too? You would let this rancid odore between us?” Drake said jokingly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“O-of course not… I just have a sensitive nose…” she replied.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I have a sensitive heart!” Drake shouted, running towards her with his arms wide, “Come give me a hug!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No! Stay away!” ire screamed, her face twisting in panic.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Bloody weirdo…” Jacqueline mumbled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What was that?” Drake smiled, turning to her, “You feel left out? Awe here Jacqueline!” Drake shouted, running to hug her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“AH! What the fuck is wrong with you! Stay the fuck away from me you bloody wanker!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t be like that! We’ve gotten so close!!” Drake shouted,ughing the entire time as he kept pace with her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“My Lord, this one believes you have chaffed quite enough. May we ask thou how the skirmish resulted?” Theodore asked, raising his now-fixed monocle with his hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Right, right.. But Theo…” Drake said turning his head to the mustached man, “Why are you so far away…?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Theodore coughed, “This one believes this to be the correct distance to be from their lord. To show utmost respect,” he said, coughing again, “Yes, respect.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake’s eyes thinned briefly before he shrugged, having enough fun before needing to seriously address their dilemma.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Right…” Drake said scratching the back of his head only to feel his hair sticky from before, “Ew… Anyway, it’s not going as nned to say the least,” Drake admitted, trying to scrape off some of the oil.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Whatcha mean?” Hudson asked, standing next to one of his hulking Robots.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Exactly what it sounds like,” Drake scoffed, “I really underestimated how fast these things reproduce or maybe they’ve just had that much time since we were dealing with the Goblins, that they exploded beyond control. From what I saw while I was out there. There’s a never-ending supply of the bugs… And their Hive is far more expansive than I expected.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Any trouble with the monster’s themself?” Bjorn asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“With killing them? Not yet. I’ve basically been able to one-shot all of them, but the problem is there’s so many thatrge area of effect magic would just exhaust me faster. Honestly? I’ve been having to fight in a way I really don’t like thest couple hours,” Drake sighed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? How’s that, Mr. Shot?” Harley asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well… Correctly..?” Drake scoffed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What do you mean correctly?” Tom asked, his face painted in confusion.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake moved his mask reluctantly, so he could smirk wryly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It means I have to use more standard spells and tactics. It’s really very regretful I spent so much time learning to fight, just to have to fight hordes of monsters where it’s essentially useless…” Drakemented, “But that means norge area spells, and I have to properly fight while weaving my spells… And close-range fighting might be out altogether depending on how strong the monsters getter on deeper in the hive. There’s so many right now I can easily get surrounded,” Drake sighed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Which brings me to the next point,” Drake continued, “I don’t think I’ll be able to bring anyone inside unless we can get to the bottom of why they keep sending endless monsters at me or how they are replenishing their ranks so quickly. Oh…. wait, I might have a solution, actually!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">No… Did you not just finish saying you could not do that anymore!?” </em><span style="font-weight:400">Natto shrieked.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">I did, but that was past Drake. Present Drake has a more fun and better overall n.</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake thought.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">It is not better!” </em><span style="font-weight:400">Natto protested.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Whan eggsagly are you nning?” ire askeding back somewhat close to Drake. But her hand pinched her nose, making her speak in an awkward tone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well,” Drake smiled, “I have two ways of going about it. One I push through into the Hive alone, and figure out what’s going on by hoping I find the Queen or whatever is birthing these things so quickly,” Drake said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m voting no on that one,” Chelsea said, raising her hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Same, seems like a good n to get yourself dead pup,” Hudson echoed, raising his hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The rest of the group began raising their hands as well, silently voicing their rejection of the first n.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ok, since I''m apparently outvoted… “ Drake scoffed, “The second idea I had was, big boom,” he said tersely.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What?” everyone said in unison.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ya know, big boom. Like Kaplow, boom,rge explosion,” Drake said again, then exining with his hands and some sound effects.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh!” Bjorn said, raising a brow, “<em><span style="font-weight:400">That’s </em><span style="font-weight:400">your n?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake pointed to Bjorn smiling, “Yep! I knew you would get it! Know me so well, look at you!” Drakeughed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t get it,” Jacqueline questioned shifting her weight to one side.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“He ns on blowing up all the entrances to the Ant Hive but one, so they don’t have as many ways to reinforce their force outside,” Bjorn exined.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake shook his fist, “He gets it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are you a Shot interpreter or something?” Chelsea scoffed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Bjorn shrugged.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, that’s the n,” Drake nodded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Amir raised his hand, “What about just waiting until they all go back to the Hive? Didn’t you and Bear say that they were not active at night?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Good question,” Tom said, agreeing, “Why don’t we just wait?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We want to whittle their numbers down as much as possible while also cutting off their reinforcements,” Drake exined, “And we can’t do that if they’re all inside. By the way,” Drake interrupted his thought to look at Amir, “Everyone was able to get the notifications from here?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Amir nodded, “We all got the quests and everything but no one has leveled yet, it would seem the Ants don’t give much experience, Sir,” he reported.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I must have killed thousands by now… And haven’t leveled myself, even with the experience penalty I would have expected one level by now,” Drakemented, “What about the stones, I assume since everyone got experience the stones were obtainable as well?” Drake asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Amir nodded once again pulling up a screen as his eyes went distant for a moment, “You’ve almost filled my bags with them, Sir, if it continues at this rate I don’t believe I can hold them all. Everyone will have to start carrying some as well,” Amir said smiling wryly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, at least the Ants are good for one thing then. Let’s start giving a majority to Hudson,” Drake instructed turning to the surly young old man, “How are you on materials for sentries?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“After emptying that damned mine? You’d have to give me a few more lifetimes to get to the bottom of my bag pup,” Hudson smiled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Good, that’s what I like to hear,” Drake replied, “Start moving forward when I tell you then,” Drake said throwing Hudson one of themunication crystals he had, “I’ll let you know when I’ve blown up the entrances and have gotten enough ground for you to start.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hudson nodded holding up the crystal to his eyes, then tested it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">Can ya hear me, ya damned idjit.”</em>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake scoffed, and gave a wry chuckle, “Yes, Sire, I can hear you loud and clear, it’s like you’re right here with me,” Drake replied.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">Really like makin’ it weird don’t ya?”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Hudson answered back, stuffing the crystal into his pocket.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s one of my greatest skills, just ask all my high school girlfriends,” Drakeughed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You had girlfriends in high school?” ire asked, her eyes thinning.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah at least kind of, it’splicated.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why is it <em><span style="font-weight:400"plicated,</em><span style="font-weight:400">” ire pressed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t fucking worry about it,” Drake smirked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">ire puffed out her cheeks while crossing her arms before Drakeughed and turned going toward the end of the treeline.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Before he dashed off to the Ants again, he had a few things to prepare.


    <strong>[5000 of 5000 Tyrant Ant Workers [F Rank] have been Subjugated. Quest Complete]</strong>


    <strong>[ept Rewards?]</strong>


    <strong>[Yes/No]</strong>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, Please!” Drake smiled, looking at the pending quests, “Always love new shit!”
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