[Ragnar, Sumeri, and Nikolai]
As the battle unfolded, the trio faced an adversary whose existence shattered the boundaries of sanity. Cthulhu's eldritch presence loomed large, and every action it took sent shockwaves through the minds of those who dared to confront the Great Old One.
The fight against Cthulhu was not merely a physical confrontation; it was a descent into the maddening depths of cosmic horror.
The air crackled with an otherworldly tension as Ragnar, Sumeri, and Nikolai faced the nightmarish entity before them. The trio's resolve held strong, but the cosmic horror showed no signs of yielding.
Ragnar and the others faced an onslaught of attacks, the tentacles of Cthulhu lashing out with supernatural force.
The melee spell attacks bore terrifying accuracy, each strike carrying the potential for devastating consequences.
Ragnar, Sumeri, and Nikolai were forced to endure both bludgeoning and psychic damage. Those ensnared by the tentacles faced the additional horror of being grappled, their escape hindered.
Moreover, the unfortunate victims found their mental fortitude compromised, unable to succeed on unleashing any spells.
Fortunately, the tree stood resilient, offering the crucial support needed to persist in the battle. Without it, their chances of survival would have long been extinguished. They have been wiped out in the first few minutes.
As the battle raged on, Cthulhu unleashed its nightmarish abilities. The [Call of Cthulhu] targeted the very essence of a creature, thrusting them into a realm of Cthulhu's own dreams. Those affected became incapacitated, their minds wandering the twisted landscapes of the Great Old One's subconscious.
When that happened, the three were alert in giving cure to the other.
Despite the challenges, the trio remained steadfast, and the regenerative embrace of the Yggdrasil Tree shielded them from the insidious mental assaults that the cosmic horror had wielded against them.
The [Eldritch Storm] intensified the chaos, rendering the area heavily obscured and deafening those caught within.
However, under the protective canopy of the Yggdrasil Tree, Ragnar, Sumeri, and Nikolai found a renewed strength. Energized and determined, they pressed on against the nightmarish entity.
The trio strategically countered Cthulhu's attacks, capitalizing on their enhanced defenses and the regenerative powers of the ancient tree.
With each passing moment, Cthulhu's onslaught intensified, but so did the resilience of Ragnar and the others. The cosmic horror's attacks, once overwhelming, became less effective against them.
The battle reached its climax as Cthulhu, in a final act of desperation, unleashed the full force of its [Great Old One's Influence].
Yet Ragnar, Sumeri, and Nikolai overcame the otherworldly supremacy of Cthulhu.
The Great Old One's attempts to twist reality and manipulate the fabric of their minds were thwarted by the indomitable tree and the many items they have to counter its attacks.
As the oppressive aura of Cthulhu's influence waned, the cosmic horror found itself at a disadvantage.
Ragnar, Sumeri, and Nikolai seized the opportunity, mounting a final assault against the weakened Great Old One.
Though the battle had lasted long, and the last [Yggdrasil Tree] wane . . . it all ended with Ragnar, Sumeri, and Nikolai claiming victory against the Eldritch Horror.
Exhausted and drained of resources, Sumeri slumped onto the ground as the notification burst into view on the ceiling. "Whew, I'm glad that's over!"
Nikolai mirrored her actions, taking a seat to stretch his limbs. "I think my arms and legs are numb from fighting."
While hiding his own exhaustion, Ragnar silently observed the two and the notification hovering above them. "We still have a job to do."
"Impossible, I can't stand, and I don't want to fight anymore," Sumeri complained.
"Are we still going to fight?" Nikolai asked, glancing to the side. "I-it's not that I'm exhausted, but I think we should rest a little. My sister is tired."
"Huh?" Sumeri asked in incredulity.
"I mean that," Ragnar pointed to the notification suspended over their heads.
<Do you want to announce your achievement to the world?>
<YES>
<NO>
Sumeri and Nikolai exchanged a glance before grinning and saying in unison, "Of course, we will announce it to the world!"
[ CONGRATULATIONS to World Conqueror on getting first blood from clearing the dungeon of Cthulhu, The Great Old One! ]
The announcement reverberated through the real and virtual world like a shockwave, cascading across forums, social media, and every corner of the net.
The triumphant news of World Conqueror securing the first blood of clearing Cthulhu's formidable dungeon spread like wildfire, capturing the attention of players and guilds alike.
The significance of this achievement went beyond a mere conquest; it was a monumental leap that propelled World Conqueror from the shadows of the hundreds to the illustrious ranks of the top ten guilds of the world.
The world buzzed with excitement and speculation. Whispers of the dungeon's extraordinary difficulty and the mystery surrounding its location circulated, creating a fervor of curiosity among players who now aspired to follow in World Conqueror's footsteps.
It wasn't just any ordinary dungeon; it was an enigma, a challenge that had separated the best from the rest.
As the news continued to spread, the allure of the dungeon's secrets beckoned guilds to seek guidance from the accomplished conquerors.
Inboxes flooded with messages, and virtual messengers swarmed the triumphant World Conqueror's guild. Every guild desired the key to accessing the dungeon, the method to infiltrate its depths, and the precise location that had eluded so many.
Yet, a shadow of caution lingered. The top guilds, including Black Lion, Sleeping Dragon, White Unicorn, and Fate Alliance among the few, had warned against forming alliances or friendships with World Conqueror.
Despite the cautionary whispers, guild leaders couldn't resist the temptation. The climb from the hundredth to the top ten was no ordinary feat, and the allure of such a dungeon hinted at unparalleled rewards.
For a moment, the collective consciousness wavered, torn between the desire for knowledge and the warnings of the established powers.
World Conqueror, now on the brink of breaking into the top five, became a focal point of envy, admiration, and scrutiny.
The guild's momentum seemed unstoppable, and the anticipation of what awaited them in the upper echelons of the rankings intensified.
The world held its breath, awaiting the in the saga of World Conqueror's rise, while rival guilds strategized to prevent their ascent.
If they could only find their leader . . .
