[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam":3,"chapter-young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-221":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Young Master's PoV: Woke Up As A Villain In A Game One Day",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},500773,755,"Chapter 221: Killing The Cyclops [II]","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-221",221,"\u003Cp>What was the second step of our plan?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, you see, this whole ruined site — even this plaza — had been built atop a network of abandoned tunnels and crumbling sewer lines that had long since decayed into makeshift dungeons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant that many parts of the ground beneath us were conveniently hollow and inconveniently unstable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t have enough Essence left to transmute a wide section of earth and make a proper sinkhole right beneath the giant’s feet. Not anymore. Not after all the stone hands I’d conjured earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But simply creating a wide crack?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A well-timed fracture in just the right place?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That, I could easily manage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stepped forward and willed the matter to obey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earth responded with a low groan just as the cyclops lifted one of its colossal feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Timing had to be perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for once — it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the giant’s weight shifted forward, the stone under its planted leg shattered like thin ice under pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cracks spiderwebbed across the scorched plaza — and then the earth gave way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cyclops lurched, its leg sinking into a sudden pit of dust and crumbling rock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t fall flat — which would’ve been ideal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it did drop to one massive knee, sending an earth-rattling shudder through the immediate vicinity that felt like a localized earthquake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shockwave almost knocked me off balance. And I was still very far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust exploded around the impact site. The flagstones nearest the crater popped and flipped like coins. Smoke and ash curled upward, twisting in the firelit wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The result wasn’t perfect. But it was still good enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cyclops bellowed in confusion, letting out a deep howl that echoed across the battlefield. Molten saliva hissed from its gaping mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its single eye flared, iris twitching madly, but its knee buckled again as it tried — and failed — to rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was our opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And we’d planned for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>See, we knew from the start that the beast might not fall all the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of its bulk. Its balance. Its towering, tank-like build — we had accounted for the possibility that it would catch itself mid-collapse and land on one knee instead of face-first into the dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which is why, while Michael was playing bait, Juliana had prepared a backup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d slipped away earlier and made her way to the struggling vanguard, where Cadets were fighting and losing against the endless tide ofLesserSolbraiths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, in the midst of blood and fire and bodies, she found what she needed — Brawlers who specialized in burst impact, explosive power, blunt force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind of kids who punched like artillery shells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pulled as many as she could — maybe four or five — whatever the vanguard could spare without collapsing under the swarm of attacking beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with them in tow, she moved to the Support ranks and tracked down a girl — a Supporter with an Origin Card that allowed her to create mental synchronization between multiple targets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Basically a mind-link.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With her help, there’d be no miscommunication. No delays. No need to shout across a roaring battlefield. Just clean and instant coordination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the moment the cyclops crashed to one knee — shaking the plaza like it had been struck by a meteor — Juliana raised her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The signal was given.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Brawlers moved at once without any hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a blur of motion, they broke formation and sprinted toward the towering beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their target was the cyclops’ other leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they could make its second knee give out, gravity would do the rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that’s when the plan began to fray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cyclops — to our surprise — was more intelligent than we gave it credit for. It immediately noticed the Brawlers charging toward it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it reacted fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It knew what we were trying to do. It was down on one knee and couldn’t get up fast enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, it couldn’t shoot its laser since its eye needed some time to rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that didn’t mean it was out of options.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A low growl tore from its throat — more animal than monster — as it raised one gigantic arm and pulled its massive club back behind its shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...That damn cyclops was going tothrowits club.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straight into the charging Cadets to crush them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I seemed to be the first one to figure that out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there wasn’t any time to warn the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And we couldn’t afford to back down now anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So I didn’twarn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Iacted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I crouched low, slammed my palm to the ground, and forced my will into the stone beneath me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground shook, and in the very next second, a tidal wave of earth and rock erupted forward. It surged ahead, and I rode it like a surfer caught in the rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I thought I’d hit the cyclops from its blind spot, but somehow, that one-eyed bastard sensed my approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its head snapped toward me. Its arm froze mid-throw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in that tiny sliver of hesitation, its eye widened just a fraction — as if surprised I had dared to charge it directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, instead of throwing the club, it roared andswung— bringing the massive weapon crashing down on me from over its head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The club smashed through the earthen wave beneath me, shattering it into a cloud of dust and flying rock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thwaaaam—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I’d already leapt by then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the last possible moment before impact, I jumped — letting the momentum hurl me forward like a human cannonball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I crashed hard onto the cyclops’ forearm. Pain bloomed through my ribs, but I rolled with it, letting the motion carry me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I sprang back to my feet andran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across its arm. Up its shoulder. Leaping onto its back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant growled and jerked violently, trying to shake me off like a pestering insect — but I didn’t let go\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though, Iwantedto.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gods, I wanted to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was so hot there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant’s entire body radiated heat like a living volcano. Molten fire pulsed just beneath the cracks of its charred skin, glowing through the gaps like magma veins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every step burned. Every breath felt like inhaling smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My fingers seared as I grabbed a jagged crack along its spine for purchase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My boots sizzled against its rock-hard, burning-hot flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I realized if I wasn’t a [B-ranker], with Essence coating every inch of my body like a second skin, I would’ve already been roasted alive like a marshmallow over an open flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I held.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And thankfully —finally— the Brawlers reached the second leg and attacked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their combined strikes landed like thunderclaps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One slammed his massive warhammer into the giant’s ankle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another detonated an explosion behind its knee with aboomthat rang throughout the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One guy even crashed shoulder-first into its calf like a human wrecking ball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cyclops staggered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It couldn’t focus on me anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its footing faltered as its second leg took the full brunt of the assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It roared — loud and guttural. It was the kind of animalistic roar that didn’t just hit your ears, but echoed in your lungs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant’s second leg gave out.\u003C\u002Fp>",1200,"2026-05-30T12:03:22.768Z","2026-06-01T04:31:11.943Z",1,"novelbin.me","da042169af4db21870f21a3140ee5a315f2fdfb5e67ad98b6b8acf2ce82e3612","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-222","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-220",407,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fyoung-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-cover.jpg"]