Desire

You may not get as many results as you want if you try to attract them openly. So I add a choreography. During the attack on him, some of Azin greeted him intentionally. Avoid critical injuries and look shallow, but lethal. You hit a few flying arrows and skin the swinging attack. Binashim, the third trial in which the bloodshed has grown. Upon reaching this, azine was able to use a self-tightener. But that's not all. As the internal air became deeper and the achievement of the deep law increased, the body of Ajin became stronger. Muscles and bones, blood vessels and organs. Of course, the body that has the deepened internal air becomes a stage itself, although it is not compared to the one that has learned the external air. The user is hit by an arrow, but not plunged deeply and has less damage.

'Seems enough. ’

This game does not expose the opponent's Health Gauge, whether it is a monster or NPC. So I have to check it with my own eyes. Although this side's health loss is minor and not so fatal, if you put an arrow through the body and stumble, the opposing team will believe him. And the look on his face. Azin wipes his smile. He frowns and breathes, revealing the color of waste. Shows it to the target.

I showed arrogance from the beginning. He straightened his head and held his back, speaking in ridicule and smiling. Mocked and ignored. I smiled in my voice and loudly said. The user stimulates the target. Made me want to kill this one. They came here from the beginning to kill him, but they oiled their emotions.

And now I lower my head. Stumbling backwards and breathing heavily. The user lightly hits an avoidable attack to excite the target. Just a little more and I'll kill you. I'll kill that son of a bitch. If you fill your head with such thoughts right now, your eyes will be blurred and you won't be able to think coldly.

If you step back, follow me. To hit more, to attack. Azin is delighted. Seeing the crowd moving around on its own, his whole body tingles and gives him a good feeling. But if you smile now, all your efforts will be in vain. Azin stumbles even more and is attacked.

And now.

“Hehe! ”

Phew! I'm reminded of flying magic. The damage itself was minimal, but the resistance was acceptable. Azin makes a fool of himself by rolling the ground. The attack never stops. He quickly twists. Puck! The arrow you shot is lodged in Azin's shoulder. Azin rolls his eyes and sees who shot the arrow. Asella. Azin swallows a smile as he looks at her smiling coldly.

‘Smile all you want. ’

I felt sorry for not being able to go close enough to reach that ear myself, but I couldn't help it. Ajin hurries to get up. It's time. It's time to change our behavior. Azin stands up and shows his legs trying to relax. He stumbles, tries to fall, reaches for the ground, takes a big inhale and sprints. I know! I'm hurtling for the ground, but I'm not strong enough. If you run with all your might, those foolish pigs won't be able to keep up.

‘Into the woods.'

Azin enters the Thorn Forest.

*

“He's getting away! Get him! ”

Someone shouted, and everyone listened. They were all smiling. The azine they imprinted on was the enemy. He was a vigilante and a villain. He provoked the board to raise the boss monsters and stole the boss monsters while exterminating the last surviving players. That action deserves to be blamed and punished accordingly. In terms of black and white, azin is black, these are white, azin is evil, and these are justice. There is no criticism that many persecute one person.

So they didn't hesitate. They thought they were doing the right thing, and they didn't hesitate to attack one person. The evil was neither regrettable nor forgiven. Rather, he ridiculed everyone in his arrogant posture and cowardly charged forward, killing the storm and killing several more users. Vengeance grows deeper and anger toward azine grows stronger. He fled in the middle of the chaos, so there's no hesitation in pursuing him.

Multiple players enter the Thorn Forest in droves. A peculiar forest full of tall, ugly trees. No bushes, no thick leaves. It was dark at night, but the obstacles to the pursuit were all there.

“Vampires live in the forest of thorns.”

Luke mutters in embarrassment. Luke's party did not challenge these cliffs, but rumor has it that many challengers have been frustrated and feared by Thorn Forest Vampires who have never been taken down.

“I don't think you need to worry about this many people. ”

Anvil from the horse raises its staff and says. Faaa! A small sphere floats around her, giving way to the darkness as it shines.

“Brave men make their mark. I don't think it's hard to catch up with a little chase. Maybe that forest will be conquered tonight. ”

Asella scowls at Luke as she jumps off the horse. She examined the crossbow protests and looked behind the scenes of the players entering the forest. Asella smiles coldly at seeing it.

“You said azin? It was a thunderstorm that saved his life. And the thunderstorm is dead, so... if we keep going, the hard man will kill him. ”

Sylves said as she retrieved the dagger that was floating with her mind. She turns her gaze to see Lutrio riding his horse. Lutrio's face stiffens when he hears Sylvester's words.

“.. I want to kill him myself. ”

“.. but Lord Lutrio, in that forest is the realm of vampires. ”

Luke lowers his head slightly. A shield of this size may not cause any major damage. Perhaps, as Asella has said, we can conquer the Thorn Forest tonight and reach the last cliff of the Cliffs of Fortune. Yeah, ‘I don't know.’ Nothing is certain.

As Luke, I didn't want to suffer such uncertainty and uncertainty. There's nothing I wouldn't do if I had his party here, but they're not the only ones here. Rutrio and his six knights. They are NPCs. Players can be resurrected even if they are dead, but they have no resurrection.

“Vampires? What's the big deal? He's just a vile monster who smashes his fangs in the back of his neck. ”

Lutrio chants as he grits his teeth. In response, Luke swallows a sigh.

‘You're getting excited, old man. ’

Well, the enemy who killed my son fled right in front of me, and he was thrilled. Luke insists he doesn't want to, but he has to. If Rutrio wants it, and it doesn't go this way, this old man will ignore it and go into the woods with his knight. If so? That old man will lose all the love he's accumulated in his life. Then... we'll have to stay together and protect the old man somehow.

“.. of course. You can't miss your enemy. ”

Luke comes down from the horse. It was the same for the six article NPCs. Few obstacles are present, but a canine may strike in the forest and when in the dark. Walking on the ground with two feet is more alert and easier to move than riding a horse. Lutrio rises naturally in the center. The cripple doesn't come down on the horse. Round about that Lutrio, Luke takes the lead. Luke lowers his breath into the woods.

*

I was running. I thought my feet were floating, and my vision flashed. It was so sudden that even a sharpened sensation could not detect it and could not resist. Before reacting in any way, the body of the uncontrolled azin soared into the air.

“Persian...? ”

Red hair that flutters in front of your eyes. Fragrance that makes your breasts throb, though unknown. Azin calls out the name of the Persian who jumped up high in his arms. A percussion. The jumping Persian stands at the top of one of many nearby thorns. At the summit, where the collective toes barely climb, Fersik looks down at the pain in his arms.

“.. what are you doing? ”

Looking down at Persian with blood-red eyes, he carefully bites. Her eyes glow red and fluffy, and her tail slumps like a sleep deprivation. Persian opens his red lips and smiles a little. She reaches out and swings lightly toward the air. Then, the red magic stretched out from her hands widened, creating a space in the air.

“It's just a distinction between prey and not prey. ”

Persian says so, putting down the azin. The thinly unfolded magic became a small red carpet. Azin, standing in a crooked posture, hugged my chest and stared at Persian looking at himself.

“You've done a wonderful job bringing food. I honestly didn't think it would be this perfect. ”

Persian smiles, raising his mouth tail. Azin swallows a gulp and looks at Persian smiling at him. Even with the sharp senses of salsa, Azin was unable to notice the Persian presence. Azin was convinced. Persian is strong. Not as strong as Raw Snow, but she is the strongest of all the monsters Azin has ever met. Valkun, who once ruled the raging forest, was also strong, but not enough for Persian.

‘Well, he said he could easily kill Vampire Lord of the Forest of oblivion. ’

Was he banished because he had such power but had no reason? No, it's more of a Persian concession than an exile. Ajin is fortunate that he didn't break through this forest himself. If you had taken Daisy's party and Ceron's party and challenged this forest, they would have been wiped out here, even if Azin did everything he could.

“.. how did you do that? ”

“What?”

Persian shrugs at Azin's question. Knowing it and not knowing it, Azin kicks his tongue a little.

“I couldn't have known Persian existed. ”

“Vampires are tough, but vampires of the night are the best assassins. For us, the darkness of the night is a place as comfortable as Mother's womb. ”

Persian smiles thinly. As she takes a step back, the dark swallows Persian's body. As Azin sounds surprised, Persian laughter comes from behind him.

“And we can hide in other people's shadows. ”

Looking back, Persian folds his arms and smiles. Azin stopped worrying completely. By the time I dragged all those players into the forest, Azin was worried that maybe the vampires in this forest would lose. There were too many, and most of them were top-level players. Of course, there's nothing bad if the vampires of this forest are defeated. If you stay with each other, all you have to do is step out and deal with the remaining exhausted players yourself, and the goal is to clear the forest safely.

But Ajin was convinced of his defeat. Not all vampires in this forest are as perfectly hidden as Persians, of course, but at the very least... Players cannot defeat vampires until tonight.

“I'm thirsty. I'll have fun if you don't move, so I'm thinking of going hunting myself... What are you going to do? ”

Persian looks down. Users entering the forest are cautious of their movements as if they were alert to vampires. He was still wandering around looking for Ajin.

“I have ordered my people to remain silent. A little deeper, so no one can escape. It's about time I gave the order. Kill them all. I intend to order them to stick their teeth in their throats, drink their blood, chew their flesh. What would you... what would you do? ”

Persian glances at Azin. Her lips twist and go up.

“Do you want to sit here and watch vampires hunt? Or... would you like to hunt with us? ”

“.. the latter will be delighted. ”

“You're human. I can turn you into a vampire if you want. Of course, you have to hope for it. If I turn you into a vampire on my own, Racunda will be furious with jealousy. ”

[Tell her to shut up.]

A pitchy pitch of black snow echoes through Persian laughter. Azin scratches his cheek as if it were embarrassing.