Clearing the Game at the End of the World Chapter 16

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Chapter.2 Crisis is Opportunity is Crisis (7)

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“All Army – Breaking News!”

chuck! chuck! chuck! chuck!

Once they started moving, the sight of the regular army steadily following orders was enough to fill my stomach just by looking at it. Commanding a large army like this is an experience that cannot be easily achieved. Perhaps after this battle, I will be able to obtain stats such as command-related characteristics or leadership?

‘Well, it’s also a regular army. It’s on a different level from aligning mercenaries!’

They were going to support the central army right next to them, but since they had to turn sharply from the end of the line to create space for the knights to reverse and break through, there was some time left before the troops arrived at the front line.

‘Oh, by the way, I still have the chat window turned off.’

I guess I just happened to have some free time. Just checking for a moment –

Piing –

– Roru Drug: Nunna! It’s snowing!!!!!!

– Soy Sauce Gay Bar: It’s Charlotte! This is the real Charlotte! Shaaaaa! “Return all the screenshots to full size!!!“

– Highway Nacho Man: Kwaaaaah!

– Namba Three: I have to work harder. If I had known this would happen, I would have purchased a connector that runs on GG! The cheap connector developed by Dome can only be used in communities and exchanges!

– Highway Nacho Man: No, I turned on player sensory sharing to see it for myself, but I thought my head was going to explode! Professor, how does that person play in that state?

– Noru Drug: Uh-huh, don’t chat. Focus on your sister.

– Holly: Wow, it’s pretty….

– Jokass: Professor!!!! Manage the broadcast!!!!

– Soy Sauce Gay Bar: No! Focus on the game!

– Roru Drug: Coming! Standing right in front of you!

– Muqaba: The angle is killer. No, does it make sense to look so pretty wearing something like plate mail?

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– Jokass: Wow.

– takealook: What is crazy? Commander of a thousand people? Isn’t that too high?

– Speed Wagon: ‘Temporary’. Actually, the authority that royal knights have is not that high. At most, immunity, murder license, autonomous coercion, investigation and execution rights? Although he has military-related command authority, he has no appointment authority, so this position will be reclaimed after this battle.

– Soy Sauce Gay Bar: What a mess. royal knight.

– Namba Three: You were a very high-ranking person.

– Noru Drug: Anyway, where can I see your face like this? Originally, it was a bamboo shoot from King’s Land, so it didn’t come out often outside the castle, let alone the capital.

– Muqaba: That’s right. There were even rumors going around that she might be the king’s secret mistress.

– Jokass: Impossible.

– takealook: Absolutely impossible. This is an unattackable character.

– Speed Wagon: ㅇㅇ. There is a famous incident in which attractiveness 94 was used and he was bewitched to death for 90 days by a character who was like a moving ball of pheromones that caused women in the regiment to swoon every time he took off his clothes, but his likability fell even further. It’s not called an iron wall for nothing.

– Roer Drug: A flower blooming on a cliff! Everyone’s lover! Rather good!

– Soy Sauce Gay Bar: Meeeeeee!!! Joe it fucking hurts! Not only does my head hurt, but my body hurts too!!

– Highway Nacho Man: I heard you shouldn’t turn on sensory sharing.

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“….system. Chat window off”

Piing-!

I shouldn’t have looked. It made me even more dizzy for no reason.

While I was distracted for a moment, the troops were already close enough to the front line.

“The distance should be enough at this point. Light bulb luck!!! Reversal!!”

Pretend! Pretend!

The left wing troops had approached the rear of Mutt, which was fighting with the central army, at a distance of about 20 steps. What we are going to do from now on is to catch the central army and hit the back of Mutt’s head, which the Knights had half destroyed.

” “Go forward at a leisurely pace! When the enemy enters the range, attack autonomously!”

It may seem complicated, but it is the most basic hammer and anvil tactic. The central army is responsible for holding on to the enemy and holding on. Having completed the encirclement, we…

“….Battle begins!”

Their role is to beat down enemies with excitement!

Even if they got close enough to touch, the mutes who were only focused on the enemy in front of them were helpless as they were attacked from behind.

“Don’t get drunk on the heat of battle! Anyone with even the slightest injury is “Quit your ranks immediately! Don’t get covered in blood! You’ll be infected by them!”

He swept away Mute, who was confused by the attacks from both the front and the back, and shouted,

“Left wing! Stop the attack! Retreat 10 steps at the command!”

“Take 10 steps back!”

“Match your feet! Make space!”

Suddenly, the enemies were scraped and reversed to the end of the right end, creating a space for the Knights who are accelerating

again

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“Kiaak!”

“Wow!”

“The knights have passed! Another 10 steps forward!!!”

The knights passed by and charged again towards the half-destroyed group of mutes.

“Hehehe. Hey old man. You were really right? This can hardly even be called a battle. This is close to a one-sided massacre!”

“Youngest! I’ll buy you a drink when I get back!”

“Ahm! I have to buy it! Thanks to this guy, my bonus has increased several times! What’s one drink? I have to buy one!”

The mercenaries were already immersed in happy thoughts about how they would spend the money they would receive after the battle. It was a battle that was close to a repetitive task without any sense of crisis.

‘It was easy.’

That fact has been on the professor’s mind ever since. I don’t know anything else, but if you think this game is easy, something is definitely going wrong.

‘Even with the asymmetrical power of Charlotte de Agat, it’s too easy. These guys are by my standards. They are powerful monsters, but from the regular army’s point of view, they lack the combat power to the point where they can fight one-on-one as long as they are careful of infection.’

Of course, it could be because you made good use of the situation, developed the best strategy, and had some luck. However, if the enemy had been able to solve the problem to that extent, Moludic Castle and Pelas would not have fallen.

Crackling!

A warning bell ringing for a mental breakdown. The sound was ringing faster as more enemies fell.

‘I missed something. What is it? What are you so wary of? What do you want to show? Half-shield? Meaningless. Fallen Mute? This is also meaningless. Central Army? They. Are they allies? The Knights? Why do I keep seeing these?’

According to my experience so far, the talent [Mental Breakdown] reduces concentration, gives headaches, and interferes with casting, but instead injects information into your head about almost all things around you that have the potential to become threats. The fact that I have repeatedly fallen into the scope of mental breakdown means that there is definitely something.

‘Something I didn’t know about. Questions that I overlooked even though I was aware of them.’

As I began to doubt, the facts that seemed two-dimensional began to appear three-dimensional.

Why did Charlotte, who was the king’s first knight’s tactical weapon, come to Turan? A

kite shield broken in two. It was made for knights and was used as an ophthalmologist. A large shield with iron plates added to the rim. Cut cleanly in half.

Now that the mutes have almost been cleared, the faces of the central army soldiers are slowly showing. The battle is coming to an end, but why are they making that facial expression? They survived a desperate crisis, so why are they still there? Are you scared?

And even though there was no way they would be defeated so quickly by this number of troops, the soldiers on the right collapsed as soon as the battle started. . . . . . . . .

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The

thing

that

cut

off

the chain of thoughts was a sharp knife with a piece of paper. It was a quiet sound, as if someone was cutting.

“Uh…huh?”

The soldier’s head was looking up at the sky. His boots were dirty with blood and dust, his chain mail was scratched with half a tooth by the claws of the guys, his mace was swinging excitedly towards Mute, and…..

“Uh….uhhh!! !”

A neck that had lost its head with only a clean cut edge left.

A pounding!

There was no pain or a scream. The head and torso that had been cut off at an angle slipped and fell, completely emptying a part of the battlefield in an instant. It raised its head with languid eyes. The

color of blood . A monster with an unnatural white body that seemed to have been stripped of all color that did not match the rampant battlefield was sitting on top of a mountain of small corpses made up of commanders and knights in the center. “

….You’re late.”

“…!!!!!”

Creep!

The professor instinctively took a step back. Every organ in his body was sounding an alarm. Tell him to avoid and hide. If that doesn’t work, die before ‘that’ catches him.

Clack –

A pure white body resembling ground bone stood up. . It had a long body that looked like it was about 3 meters tall with thin limbs and a similarly skinny body. It looked fragile at first glance, but the professor’s instincts whispered to him. The moment it moved, you wouldn’t even know it was dead. Not even a chance to see the pure white spear that resembled your own body move. “ Indeed

… it’s late. I’m very busy. My mother is still starving, and this hunt… has been delayed for too long.”

I hoped I had heard it wrong. I hoped it was an illusion created by a mental breakdown or a delusion of my own fear. But what came out of the white, elongated mouth that resembled that of a Tosa dog was clearly the same ‘words’ we use.

‘Bipedal. A different entity.’ It has a completely different appearance and is intelligent enough to speak the language. It has combat power that is impossible to measure. Above all, it has a dog-like face and a sharp-looking body all white

. It looks a little different from the information confirmed in the community, but the rest of the information ‘They all match.’

Named Mute, which varies depending on the period, but exhibits combat power of at least level 3 to level 1. An

elite individual capable of autonomous thinking without orders from the queen.

White Death. The queen’s dog. [Edeorna]

The final destination of the trivial clues passed over by the professor. He was quietly walking in front of him.

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“My mother is a person worthy of respect.” There was no sound

of footsteps

. Even at the moment when he stepped on the corpses that filled the ground or on the blood-soaked and soggy ground, his steps were as light as the wind.

“Due to the warlocks’ tricks, most of my mother’s consciousness was asleep. “You instinctively know what you need most just by looking at the remaining bits and pieces.”

Sarak Sarak.

“You mentioned a lot of meat. To undo the terrible atrocities committed by the warlocks to steal your mother’s abilities.”

Sarak:

“You spoke of the body of a strong creature. I wanted to give a strong body to my weak brothers and sisters.”

Sarak.

“And you spoke of the blood of highly intelligent creatures. I wanted to instill the same intelligence as mine in my brothers and sisters who are wandering in a dream.”

Thump.

Edeorna’s steps stopped. The monster bent down and lightly swiped the professor’s stiffened chin with its fingernails, took a drop of the leaking blood and brought it to the corner of its mouth. A line was drawn at the corner of its mouth that resembled a Taoist dog.

“I love you .” “I watched you. From the moment you arrived on the battlefield until you came here. The wisdom of surviving the waves of violence with an incredibly weak body and leading a group of lowly people to slaughter my brothers and sisters in front of me.”

The nail that was slowly stroking my cheek finally reached my neck.

“Your blood is a sacrament.”

‘Move! Please move you damned body!’

However, the professor’s body did not make any move. Like a frog meeting a snake, his body was frozen by the overwhelming difference in fighting power.

“Don’t be afraid. I will use your blood and flesh without wasting a single ounce of it. Ini.”

‘shit!!!’

The professor closed his eyes tightly. The white claws cut into the hardened nape of the professor’s neck as softly as butter –

Kaaaang

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“Get those dirty claws away, monster.”

“… Oh my. It’s urgent.” summer solstice.”

Just before the professor’s head fell, he was blocked by Charlotte’s sword that came at him like a thunderbolt.

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Crumble!

Quaggaggagagak!

“Cough! Keek!”

He lived. Or did he live? When Charlotte and Edeorna collided, they were bounced away by the shock wave, but

“Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!”

The impact was so large that it sent his body flying, and his internal organs must have been shattered, as blood flowed back into his esophagus, making it impossible for him to breathe.

‘Damn it, anything sharp…!’

My vision was blurry and it seemed like there was something wrong with my cornea. Fortunately, this was a battlefield, and I desperately fumbled around and was able to get my hands on one of the broken blades.

Pooh wow!

“Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Hissing – hissing –

the pain of suffocation was too strong to be afraid of the blade. Immediately, the blade was inserted into the airway area below the uvula, and with the sound of wind rushing, breathing was achieved, albeit slightly.

Hiss – Hiss –

‘Battle How’s the battle going?’

A violent clash signaled that a fierce battle was continuing, but because my eyes were damaged, I could not see anything.

‘Damn it. If only I had at least one potion…!’

At that moment, the professor’s hand swept over the ground that was soaked with blood and dirt. A body that is already in shambles. Mute’s blood, which was everywhere, must have released the infectious agent in the professor’s body long ago that evening.

‘Mute’s blood, which has excellent regenerative powers, is used as a high-quality potion by removing infectious agents through a somewhat complicated alchemy process. ‘If you add a little bit to the body where the infection is spreading anyway, it won’t accelerate the infection dramatically.’

Of course, if Mute’s blood is used on a direct wound like this without any special measures, the infected area cannot be restored even if purified by a priest, and the eye may have to be removed, but now was not the time to worry about later matters.

Cheodeok Cheodeok.

When I applied the bloody mud collected from the ground to one of my eyes, I soon began to see clearly. As soon as the professor opened his eyes, he turned his head in the direction where the sound of metal and air being ripped was still loud. Although his eyes were clearly healed, he could only see the struggling Charlotte and could not follow Edeorna, who was constantly moving.

‘…It’s a close battle so far. But the longer it goes on, the more disadvantageous it is for us.’

Edeorna is a monster conceived by the queen herself for the sole purpose of ‘hunting down the strong’. The feather-light body, made up of an exoskeleton and muscular endoskeleton, perfectly suited to the dual purposes of strength and cushioning, gave Edeorna unrivaled speed, and speed itself was the sharpest spear and shield.

In the first place, a hero specialized in battles against armies and a name specialized in battles against people were given, so it is natural that they are disadvantageous in terms of compatibility. Although it is still defending well, the damage was steadily accumulating, and Edeorna would be waiting for the moment when the accumulated damage creates a gap in the defense.

‘If that happens, it’s all over. We have to somehow make Charlotte win…’

“Cough! “Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!”

The professor tried to move somehow, but when he got up, his right leg broke weakly and he fell.

It’s painful. Blood continued to flow into the barely opened hole in my airway, interfering with my breathing. My shaking legs, chafing, torn skin, and internal organs that felt like someone was twisting and squeezing them were all very painful. It’s barely a game. If you press the end button even now, the world will go dark in an instant.

Good luck.

“…..”

At a time when a sweet temptation tickled his brain, something caught the professor’s feet as he struggled to get away from the battle area. The wooden handle of a short sword with its tang missing.

The professor broke the hilt of the handle with a piece of the blade he was holding and then inserted the handle into the hole in the neck.

“Ugh! Ugh!!!”

Shhh! Hissing – hissing –

Breathing became easier as air came in through the tang hole in the handle. The pain of rubbing flesh and skin made me dizzy, and the sharpest old memories penetrated my precarious consciousness.

[Don’t give up. Even the most insignificant pieces of life are part of who you are. If you take them off one by one, giving up will become your habit and one day you will lose the strength to hold on to the most important thing. So cling to your life to the point of being dirty, servile, and miserable. Love your life, son.]

My father was a poet. Despite his handsome appearance, my father was able to create delicate sentences with his fingertips, and even his last words were poetic.

Maybe that’s why it remained vivid in my memory.

Just like the voice of my father who came to visit me as I was dying in the middle of enemy lines and was stranded in an area hit by chemical bombs and placed a gas mask on my face, the expression on my father’s face was recognizable even though he was wearing a gas mask.

My father’s gas mask did not have a purge canister. Unlike mine.

Jiik –

The professor tied up the broken leg with a pole lying nearby. It was dragging, but I felt like I could crawl.

‘The status window… is clear even without looking at it. They’re all blinking red and saying they’re infected or getting worse.’

But in the end, it’s just a state given to me by the system. What moves my body is my mind connected to the connector. The professor decided not to even think about not being able to move.

‘Do not give up. in action. There is no problem without an answer. There must be an answer somewhere here that I need to find.’

The professor’s collapsing body slowly began to move.

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Clearing the Game at the End of the World

Clearing the Game at the End of the World

CGEW, 세상의 끝에서 클리어를 외치다
Score 8.2
Status: Completed Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
Professor Park, a Wasteland solo survivor for the past 7 years. Depleted supplies. A broken generator. A crazy gang tracking him down. At the brink of death, he makes a desperate decision! “Shit! You call this a game?!” To go inside a game!

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