Episode 102
“What the heck… when…!”
Koharu had no choice but to fight against Damian’s fist, which had been unknowingly punched in.
I couldn’t even feel any movement.
It seemed like something new was shaking, but in an instant, he took over behind him and punched down?
What kind of ghosts are you talking about?
In addition, this destructive power, which seemed to have been wielded with all its might by a warrior character who had taken all the power, boasted unbelievable strength that it could have come from a mere human bare fist.
That would also be true, and Damien’s strength stats are not enough to boast of 100 pure stats without any correction.
It was because his attack power had doubled due to the < Agent of Vengeance > title, which was his own characteristic.
“If I block it, I will lose.”
“Ughuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!”
bang! bang! bang! bang! bang!
Koharu pursed his lips as Damian pushed forward with a rapid-fire series of attacks.
Before he knew it, his lips were torn to the point of bleeding.
If he didn’t have a melee class, if he belonged to a relatively weak axis like mage or archer.
Perhaps, as Damian said, Koharu might have been helplessly defeated without being able to resist properly.
It was just the way his wrist guards were terribly crumpled.
I didn’t know what kind of class it was, but one thing is certain: it is a pure strength-based physical class that can even be compared to Barbarian.
“Huh!!”
“…oh?”
Eventually, Koharu turned his body in the air as if performing an acrobatics with his eyes wide open.
Even taking into account that he was only driven with pure physical strength without any significant magic or buff support.
Using the strength of the fist as the driving force, spinning in the air and counterattacking was a difficult move to move into action easily.
“I’ll kill you X!”
Quaang!
While Damian was kicking, Koharu’s new model kicked off the floor like a rocket.
It was a rare pair of scimitars for a swordsman.
The difference from a typical curved sword is that the blade and handle are smelted and made of a single metal.
It is characteristic that the back of the nose, which blocks the blade, stands out like the thorns of a rose.
So Damian looked at Koharu, who had twin swords with two integral symbols (∬) shining silvery and ivory.
It was as if he vaguely understood why he was able to make such a courageous charge.
[Dual blader]
[Fatal Storm]
Let’s go!
At the same time, Koharu, who had suddenly come in front of me, turned his body like a top before reaching him.
It was because a pair of scimitars, which were unusual at first glance, were driven with positive and reverse hands.
‘Dodge for now.’
Dig!
Damian raised his mana after dodging Koharu’s blade storm with a diagonal line.
Blocking was crazy.
Judging by < Sixth Sense >, which shows the subject’s movement and mana flow in full color, in addition to the body’s reaction speed that has risen dramatically.
Koharu’s Fatal Storm gave off a threatening color that was unbelievable for the rotational force generated in a short moment.
For Damian, who knew that the skill was a skill unique to the Dual Blader.
Even more so, there was no reason or need to block Koharu’s attack.
“It is slow. It’s quite an Assassin class.”
“Keugh?!”
And Damian looked over at Koharu, who turned his head to himself as soon as the fatal storm ended.
Feeling the list of skills renewed at the same time as changing jobs quickly passed by before my eyes.
I decided to quietly take one of them out to Koharu.
[Hunger for Blood]
Level: 1
Attribute: Blood
Description: Instead of making the target run wild, they bleed continuously. Enters a bleeding state that increases attack and movement speed by 300% and reduces health by 1% per second for 180 seconds. Stamina never drops below 1%.
There is a 33% chance of causing the target to bleed when attacking while in a congested state, and the caster absorbs blood from the target to create a < Bloody Shield >. The duration of the shield is reset each time you drain blood.
“The Thirst for Blood”.
It was a ridiculous skill enough to subdue Koharu with that alone.
“This bastard dares to look away from me?!”
Shyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!
While Damian was enveloped in an ominous red aura, Koharu’s new models rushed in like beams of light.
The speed was rapid enough to be compared to what Damian had shown.
A skill that is so fast that it looks as if it splits in two, or actually splits his new form into multiple alter egos instead of one.
“Ooooooo!!”
“I’m crazy!!!”
“Did you really think he was serious?”
Zwik! Zuriririk!
And as Koharu’s clones, approaching four, occupied the front slope of Damian and poured down at the same time, Emperor Blood and other users in the bleachers opened their eyes and started screaming.
This skill, called Mirror Image, differs from Kunoichi’s shadow clone technique in that all four of them are real bodies.
Instead of lasting only a few seconds, it was a skill that could instantly quadruple the fighting power of the body.
“Kick.”
“…!”
That was until a ghastly sound permeated Koharu’s ears, who had suddenly been split into four.
“Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!
Perong!
With Demian at the center of the explosion, Koharu’s alter ego was impaled into the outer wall of the free arena.
It was powerful enough to knock the shield between the wall and the audience.
At first glance, it seemed as if four cannonballs were flying, and the moment when the spectators who witnessed the scene were filled with astonishment as if it had been promised.
“Kuck kuk.”
Eventually, Koharu, who had been impaled on the outer wall, lost three copies of himself and vomited blood onto the floor. A terrifying feeling that alerted him to the threat of his life pierced his back.
“─────!”
thud! cooong! Quick! Kwajik! Fall out!
It was a truly indiscriminate and destructive physical bullet attack that hurriedly crossed his scimitar and rammed Koharu’s torso into the outer wall.
“hmm. I was thinking of ending it.”
Damian turned his head as a dull echo spread through the outer wall he had raised. Behind him, thin blood vessels were blown by the wind, covering his entire body.
The effect of the < Blood Thirst > skill that causes the opponent to bleed with a 33% chance when in a state of congestion and absorbs blood from the target to create a shield.
And while Damian easily sensed that the traces of blood lines flying through his body were the product of < Bloody Shield >.
The fact that the person in question had pulled out made me feel quite intrigued.
“omg. Huh.”
It was because it was not enough to withstand the rush of physical attacks as if firing machine guns, and even in the midst of it, it was because of the judgment to control the pace on its own.
“This is ridiculous…”
“Is this right…? Is this correct?”
boom boom!
The audience started to stir as Koharu gasped for breath with his right arm wrapped around it.
Even the members of Emperor’s blood, the same blood as him, had complicated feelings.
Most of the people sitting in this seat were half-interested, half-fun, and half-joyed to participate in the arena.
In the first place, Koharu’s teammates didn’t think he would lose, so he did the party warp without much thought.
Now that I look back, it’s not enough that the tide of battle was reversed by a guy I thought of as a toy.
On the contrary, the victory and defeat were so devastatingly declining that it was impossible to guarantee the easy victory that had been boasted.
In a word, it was like X.
The fact that the Emperor Clan, which is in the top 50 rankings, proposed a free duel against a normal adventurer was out of the question.
They were flirting with each other and didn’t even consider whether it was a valid reason.
If it were to be known that he had been smashed by an unknown adventurer now.
It wasn’t enough that the clan was disgraced, and I couldn’t even imagine what kind of disposition they would receive.
“Hey, you bastard bastard!!!”
“wake up! Get up, you bastard!”
“What are you doing!!!”
thump thump thump!
Therefore, it was only natural that Emperor’s Blood members would shout and beat the shield between the bleachers and the arena.
A trivial thing that I thought was just something to see while passing by.
It was because now they had returned as chains that held their breath.
“Come to think of it, that person’s clothes…”
“Couldn’t it be… the night chaser set?”
“Isn’t that person a participant in the defense of Aldeon Fortress?”
Poof!
When a muffled sound came from one of the bleachers, most of the people, including Emperor Blood, bowed their heads.
It was something familiar.
I had forgotten about the bodybuilder-like rice cake stick and muscles, but looking at the helmet worn on the head, one video vaguely came to mind.
Although they gathered here because Koharu, a descendant of Emperor blood, had a quarrel with Damian, who looked like a normal person.
If the person in question was wearing the Night Chaser set, the story would have been different enough.
Ordinary people were not ordinary people.
Moreover, if the culprit had a metal badge resembling a hexagonal snow crystal on one place on his chest.
The match in front of me was no longer worth staying in the emperor’s blood prank…
“Breaking news!”
“Crazyaaaaaa!!!”
“Emperor clan members are fighting against Platinum Tier and are developing it!!”
“Oh, hurry up!”
Tring! Tring! Tring! Tring!
It happened in an instant that the users in the bleachers all started turning on the system windows.
Even if you just upload it, tens of thousands of views are guaranteed.
“These bastards who were shot in the head!”
“Hey you kids! Don’t put that away right away!”
Udang-tang-tang!
And with blood members of the Emperor’s Blood, who prevented filming from all directions.
The moment when it becomes a mess with users who try to take a match in front of them somehow, escaping from such blood members.
“…why are you like that?”
“#(@*&$#&(#%!”
As Damian approached Koharu, who couldn’t even control his body properly, his eyes widened as if wondering that the scenery beyond the shield was five minutes before the show started. I don’t know what’s going on, but whatever
. It was because there was no reason
to
continue
this
fight any longer
.
Koharu’s head snapped as Damian slapped him on the cheek. Because
he
was all covered in blood, he didn’t even know what expression he was making.
The only thing I could tell was that he was holding his mouth shut, whether he was crying or holding back the pain. ‘
Just
a little… just a little… more…’
Then, as Koharu held his breath as if he would crush the handle of the sword, Damian bent his head and looked up at Koharu
. “
…!”
It was a terrifying look, as if a demon from the abyss was gazing through the cracks in the dark helmet.
