Episode 811: They Come
The King of Worshipers who has regained his former glory.
The result of regaining vitality from a guy who was no better than a corpse was amazing.
-Quaaaang!
“Whoosh!”
My body was thrown away by the blow he threw.
Not only is he strong, but his swordsmanship is also excellent.
A sword that weighs heavily and honestly but makes it impossible to escape.
There was a strange force that forced the choice to stop it.
That’s because it came at a fatal angle at exactly the right time.
It’s not even a concept.
[Bedrock Vaaluze’s Conqueror’s Sword (SSS)]
-The sword of one who continued endless conquest.
-The tower’s sturdiness was added by the craftsman.
-Durability and sharpness increase according to the number of people killed by the sword.
If you look at its effectiveness, it is just a hard and sharp sword.
‘That’s because that level doesn’t make sense.’
I guarantee you.
If it wasn’t the Chaos Sword, he would have been cut no matter what weapon he used.
The feline set split just by passing by.
“You’re carrying a good weapon.”
-Chha la la rock!
A chain that comes like a net.
It moves at strange angles to grab me.
It’s fast though.
‘I don’t have time to hit that.’
The moment you strike it with the sword, a gap appears.
Armor and passive skills alone cannot block its attacks.
so.
[Fire Bomb (SSS) Lv.MAX]
[The title Bomb Demon flashes!]
-Quaaaang!
Push it away with an explosion.
A chain swinging loudly with a clanging sound.
Meanwhile, the king of worshipers was severely struck down.
I drew a diagonal line from top to bottom to match its speed.
A sword that slides sideways according to the path of the chaos sword.
Kirik.
In an instant, stab him with the blade of his sword.
-Push.
I aimed for his neck, but he dodged it.
A sword was stabbed in the forearm, but there was no reaction.
I don’t even care about injuries of this magnitude.
To be honest, I was surprised.
The advantage of Nome is that numerous concepts can be used.
There were a lot of subordinates following him.
‘Who would have thought that the cultists would only use the concept to block their peers and use it to a minimum.’
I didn’t know that he would trust his sword and strength and attack him.
In some sense, it should be said to be bold.
Of course, I didn’t think he would continue like that.
The battle is to use everything you can.
[Concept confiscation aims for your sword.]
As expected, he used the concept by surprise.
The chaos sword clattered and tried to slip out of my hand.
[Cling (S) Lv.MAX]
[Concept half bone shows its teeth.]
I was also on guard, so I reacted quickly.
-Two!
He was not the king of admirers who would miss a fleeting moment.
It was impossible to completely block an attack with a sword that was held unstable.
The arm was wide open due to the large blow.
I barely missed the sword, but I couldn’t deny that there was an opening.
-Sooo!
An unpleasant sensation shot through my shoulders.
I twisted my body to prevent my chest from being pierced, but my shoulder was halfway through.
He didn’t intend to end it here.
“Hold on till the end!”
-Kagagaga River!
The attacks came in non-stop.
From left to right. From top to bottom.
The blow that came like a mountain changes into an ever-changing trajectory.
[Fire Bomb (SSS) Lv.MAX]
-Quaaaaaang!
It caused an explosion between him and me.
The purpose is not to push him away.
Is there any way he could be pushed out because of something like this?
-square.
I knew it. The sword that came through the flames passed where my head was.
The cut off tip of the helmet falls to the floor.
It seemed like that.
If I hadn’t used the repulsion force of the explosion to go down, I would have suffered greatly.
[The SSS-level power of the Unyielding Sword Demon flashes.]
[The title Ankle Harvester adds sharpness.]
A sword stretched horizontally.
I could feel the sword cutting through my bones.
A cleanly cut ankle falls off.
“Am I just going to suffer?”
“okay. “It has to come out like that.”
Whether his ankle went out or not, his momentum did not break.
He seems like a guy who doesn’t know how precious his body is.
‘I don’t think it will be possible to finish it quickly.’
If I were to throw a gamble, I wouldn’t know how he would come out.
Because you never know when he will bring up a certain concept.
[The SSS level power, Eye that Watches the Stars, is used!]
A faint line visible through the power.
The King of Worship and the Designer are connected.
The reason why he can use more concepts than usual.
The designer’s concept is being transmitted remotely.
Since you are not using your own, there will be no pressure.
In the end, the designer has to fall first.
‘Is it possible?’
While fighting the guy, I looked at the situation.
To be honest, the situation is not good.
Although the number of people is already limited, the designer’s combat power is beyond imagination.
At least Jaekyung Park and Tsumra were working hard against Hamun.
‘Compared to those two guys, he’s weak.’
The real problem is the designers brought in by the King of Worship.
They are cleverly using the worshipers as a shield to continue their one-sided offensive.
The Hair Man and the Magma Fairy are trying to somehow clear a path, but as soon as the path is opened, other worshipers fill the space.
-Boo growl.
In just a moment, he regenerated his ankle.
Deokchun also helped me recover my shoulder.
This is the end of our short break.
“Whew. okay. “There’s no need to think about it complicatedly.”
It’s clear that we want each other.
I want to head to the portal, but he wants to capture me and erase the traces left by Feline.
If I ignore everything else and head to the portal, will I be able to enter?
‘It’s difficult, but it might be possible.’
The guy who sensed something strange would somehow catch me, but I think it would be possible if I handed over a few limbs.
but. In that case, it is unknown what will happen to those remaining here.
It means that you may not even die safely, but become a monster and live here for the rest of your life.
It goes without saying, but I have no intention of looking at it that way.
There is still a situation where worshipers and designers are running rampant on the ground.
The best way is for my colleagues to help me deal with them while I hold on to the King of Worshipers, but that’s realistically impossible.
The designer’s strength was beyond imagination, and his admirers were persistent.
The battlefield cannot be cleared easily.
“You have a lot on your mind!”
“Whoosh!”
-Quaaaang!
The king of the worshipers didn’t seem to like me thinking about something else, so he swung his sword.
I hit it reflexively, but the follow-up fist hit me in the face.
It’s heavy.
My head is pounding.
Even though the passive skill protects the body, it cannot block all damage.
-Kugugu palace.
It was stuck straight into the ground.
An exhilarating pain running up your back.
“Cough!”
I rolled to the side without even having time to scream.
The sword digs into the location where the head was.
If you make a really bad mistake, you will die.
I have no intention of letting it happen.
[Fire Bomb (SSS) Lv.MAX]
-Quaaaaang!
caused an explosion
As concepts and titles are mixed together, he also cannot ignore my outburst.
It just makes up for it with fucking concepts and confusion.
I aimed for his ankle again while lying half on the floor, but he wasn’t stupid enough to get hit in the same way.
-Kkuguguk.
Rather, it tramples the sword at the right time.
Have good reflexes.
Is this really because he has been on the battlefield countless times?
“Hmm!”
He gave strength and lifted the sword.
Although it may be less sharp than the Conqueror’s sword, the Chaos Sword is stronger and delivers a more threatening blow to those who use Chaos.
It swung upward sharply and gave off the force to tear it vertically.
-Cheoeok.
He also couldn’t ignore it and took a step back.
I didn’t just back down.
-Pabababak!
Just a moment.
Because I was cramming concepts and punches together in less than a breath.
A thuggish attitude of attacking with minimal defense.
Blood flows from the wound inside the dented armor.
He seems like a crazy person.
Have you lived your whole life on the battlefield? Every single blow is fierce.
Is that all?
“How dare you harm the king!”
“You rude bastard! Pay for it with death!”
Worshipers flocked.
They’re like cockroaches. No matter how much you hold on, there is no end.
What’s more annoying is the king of worshipers smiling behind him.
“This is what it means to be a king, seed. “You need to learn it in advance to create your own kingdom.”
The guy raises both hands with a satisfied expression.
As if in response, lightning strikes from the sky.
[Concept Thunderbirds are soaring across the night sky!]
-Kwagagaga River!
-Roaring!
Lightning falling with thunder.
The blue thunderstorm covering the dark sky struck my entire body.
They don’t even seem to care whether the worshipers are caught up in the attack or not.
Nevertheless, the movements of the worshipers were unstoppable.
-Puguk!
-Aaaah!
Throwing away their lives, they stabbed me with their spears and swords.
A dog that will go into a fire at its owner’s command.
That is a worshiper.
Is it right to see that as loyalty or fanaticism?
The eyes of those who throw everything away for the damn kingdom are sparkling with madness.
“We protect our world!”
“You piece of trash! “You devil!”
They came from all directions like a swarm of ants.
“and. “It’s really absurd.”
If anyone hears it, they will think we are villains.
I didn’t even laugh out loud, but their attack was real.
‘this. ‘It won’t be easy.’
I had a feeling that it would be a much harder fight than I expected.
* * *
Climbing to the 99th floor also meant seeing fragments of a world destroyed by countless dangers and monsters.
The beliefs and attachments of those who experienced the destruction of the world were beliefs, but at the same time, they had a blind aptitude that bordered on madness.
“There is no end to these bastards!”
“Why do you think there are more than before?”
The worshipers who flocked to the climbers attacking their kingdom were persistent.
Even I’m sick of seeing that.
“You put the first bread first and damn it!”
– Quad deuk!
The worshiper who was equipped with the concept weapon using the compression skill is crushed.
Blood bursting everywhere.
I see so much red that my eyes are dizzy.
The foul smell of blood and sewage flowing from the corpse gave off a foul odor.
“Ugh. “It’s gross.”
The sight of something that had been breathing just a moment ago lying dead in the ground was stressful in itself.
Slaughter.
The number of people dying increases exponentially.
What was stepped on was not the ground, but a corpse, and the blood that evaporated with the heat spread like fog.
A terrible sight.
Why on earth do they do this?
I felt like something was broken inside, but there was no stopping me.
There is no need to be swayed.
The worshipers seemed to be stepping out to protect what was precious.
“Wake! Just focus on your purpose!”
“These guys here are just ghosts! “Don’t stop!”
Ultimately, the worshipers are people who came from a destroyed world.
There was really no reason for the climbers, drawn from a world heading toward destruction, to stop.
NPCs who know the desperation because they have already experienced it raise their voices and encourage it.
Even Miler, who lacked combat power compared to others, used evil against his enemies.
but.
That alone wasn’t enough.
It is not simply a matter of mindset.
Because it wasn’t a situation that could be resolved by gritting one’s teeth.
To make matters worse, the battlefield is becoming increasingly unfavorable.
“The explosion has stopped.”
Explosions and thunderbolts shook the sky.
As Evileye fell to the ground, the red light that illuminated the world disappeared.
Is that all?
At some point, the thunderbolts from the fairy stopped.
They were so tangled up in the fight that it was impossible to know what happened to the others.
Although I wanted to check the situation.
-Kaaaang!
The worshipers did not give them a chance to do so.
“Khaaaak!”
“Hair loss man!”
The designer, standing firm, continued the pressure.
The Talmo Man, who had somehow managed to clear a path towards the designer, allows the blow and flies away.
Lick Jjak and Nyang Pun pushed back the worshipers coming from both sides, but there were too many of them.
“You annoying bastard. die.”
Ashta, the four-armed designer, slashes with his sword and spear.
An unavoidable blow.
Right at that moment.
“Shut your mouth.”
-Kugugugugugugung!
A dragon fell from the sky.
Dumagos, leading the forgotten ones, joined the battlefield.
