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[20th] Sacrifice

“Son of a...! Don't crawl around like you know everything about your students. ”

Pod! Pot!

The angry principal shoots at me at random with divine light.

My body was decelerated, and light was accelerated, making it impossible to avoid it.

But you can defend yourself.

Fong! Pong!

The light that was blocked by the murky dark matter was swallowed up.

The name is still the first angel, so there must be other methods of attack as well, but after choosing from the safe attacks that do not approach me, I found the type is limited.

“This is boring.”

I'm getting yawns.

My movements were slow, but it didn't take time to create a defensive space.

Multiply 0 seconds by 100 and 0 seconds!

I don't know if the Principal's attacks are making fun of my cognitive abilities, but I can't stand the chance of him squinting away like that.

“Profit-!"

I do it again and again.

It was awkward, but it wasn't that I didn't understand.

There was nothing against the principal who wielded the power of the Unsullied in the Fantasy dimension. You wouldn't have to fight them yourself.

How much more, she is the ‘first angel’ who can be called the ruler of the angelic race. There are so many angels to fight for.

That's the result.

I feel like I'm fighting a novice who can't fight. No, actually, the principal was a beginner.

“Aren't you delighted? ”

“Son of a bitch! How can you call yourself a warrior after persecuting the weak? ”

“Might as well be. ”

It is important that there is evil to be repelled before me.

Love, friendship, sacrifice, loyalty, weakness...

If you compromise and forgive for a number of reasons, you cannot call yourself a warrior.

It's just a strong outlaw.

“How dare...! ”

“Hahaha! Say something! Stimulate my spine! Make it easy to calculate with benefits! Keep going! Keep going! Keep going! ”

“...... ”

“What? I'm so excited. Come on, do something. ”

“Let's talk about it. ”

“Haang?”

What's she saying all of a sudden?

“Let's talk about this. It's only been 80 years out there. If we can stop now and unleash our past grudges and grudges, everyone can move on to a happy end-”

“There is no such path. ”

“There is.”

“No, I know. ”

A person who surrenders to his power cannot truly want peace and coexistence.

As soon as I get strength, I'll put a splint on my back.

I can assure you.

“How come it's so simple? ”

“Because I did. ”

“... Yes? ”

“I did it. ”

I've been empowering my comrades for 10 years because I'm not confident in killing them all at once.

The result was a huge success.

But ironically, they had the same idea.

Defeat the Demon King Pedonar and deal with him when you're tired.

Isn't it fun?

“Well, that's...”

“Principal, there is no compromise. So try your best to avoid any regrets. ”

“...... ”

“Give up?”

“Don't underestimate me. I was just trying to end it without sacrifice. But remember, as long as you force me to sacrifice, there will be no mercy for you in the future. ”

“Haha! That's the way it's got to be! ”

“This is as much as I can smile arrogantly! Hurry up!”

Kuuung-

As a large green creature appeared, the "Drain Warehouse", which was shrinking, was twitching.

Who the hell is that?

It was a dragon that became a foster child in my emergency rations.

“Greeeeee...! ”

Much bigger than the last time I saw her.

The containment space has not been destroyed, but the rate at which it shrinks is significantly reduced.

The cause was simple.

Race: Chaos Green Dragon

⁄ Level: 999 +

▶ Occupation: Volunteer (Power = Level 1)

― Skill: Chaos G, Divine G Life G

Margi G Eluelin ZZZ Heavy ZZ

Accelerated ZZZ decelerated ZZZ MagicZZ

Love ZZ Flight ZZ Friendship ZZ

AnmaZZ Hope ZZ Luck ZZ

Gifted ZZ Genius ZZ Versatile ZZ

Magic ZZ ImmunoZZ Magic ZZ

Political ZZ SocialZZ Literature ZZ

Kinship ZZ Diplomacy ZZ ■ ■ Z...

Status: Dependent, Brainwashed, Enchanted, Enhanced, Unique...

Ridiculous stats.

Among them, the occupation 'mercenary’ and the skill ‘blackbox’ were most disturbing.

Especially the latter.

Type: Skill

Title:

Grade: Z

ZZ: □ □ □ □ □ □ □.

⁄ Z: Record the object.

SSS: Change.

⁄ SS: Produces.

Record it.

⁄ A: Confusing the subject.

⁄ B: Destroy the target.

(c): Forgetting the subject.

⁄ D: I do not confuse.

⁄ E: It is not destroyed.

⁄ F: I don't forget.

I abandoned the Blackbox at SS rank and built my own path.

Surprisingly, I was able to climb to the Z rank without even knowing it.

It's the principal's office.

“Haha! Surprised? ”

“I see.”

Honestly, I was surprised.

Blackbox is a bug-like skill created by Black Coin seniors to fight the system.

I didn't know it would be used by the system operator.

“This is not a bug. ”

“No.”

“It's not the first skill made by a warrior, as you know. He's just a creature that's been allowed to use this power. ”

“Permission...”

Are you trying to tell me that all the darkness is you?

“Unfortunately, neither is my permission. If it were my power, I wouldn't be fighting this wasteful battle with you. Isn't that right?”

“That, too. ”

Vocational users and skill blackboxes could simply disrupt system rules and balance.

I know how to use it.

If we think that, we conclude that we should be equivalent to the "First Angel" and "First Demon King" who built this system or more.

So who is it?

“Something to drink in a hurry. It's the fastest thing in the universe. ”

“Drink...? ”

Wasn't drinking off-the-shelf? There's another one besides me?

The principal explained.

“He is a god who nurtures heroes in every way and way. But it was so imminent that it became known as a drink. But the power of that drink is real. ”

“Greeee-!"

A huge hand of roaring shreds swung vertically at my head.

Qajik-!

You collided with the fingernails of the shredded dark matter.

“Indeed... a black box. ”

The wings of the righteous warrior, however, are pierced by the ‘power of the righteous drink’, which was exaggerated as absolute.

Slightly above annoying levels

“Haha! Wormwood is no ordinary dragon. It was the blood of the most powerful dragon brain and of the first saint Erdanti, and it grew up feeding on you and me in the hatchery. So we have four ridiculous parents. ”

“Were you aiming from the start? ”

“You're welcome. It's a coincidence. If I hadn't resisted regression with the blackbox you inherited, I wouldn't have grown like this. I just shortened the growth of this lovely child. ”

“Principal. That must be a shame, right? I had to sacrifice in vain without raising any more. ”

“Yes, support for the best bloodlines and fast-paced drinks. And even a natural person is an ideal warrior that I've painted. ”

“A pet loyal only to you? ”

I bounced my fingers.

Tak!

The dark matter that protrudes from all around you is shrouded in darkness.

Can't avoid or defend. No matter how big he was, he couldn't be bigger than the world he lived in.

“G, Gree ~?! ”

Queek, queek, queek.

I was going to crush him without pain, but I couldn't resist much.

Because I'm weak?

I can't deny it.

“... You'd better be kidding me when you grow up. ”

It was so sad that I didn't see him.

And I'm sorry.

Phew.

The gloomy dark matter completely enveloped the giant figure.

At that time,

“Greeee-!"

The roar, not the final handset, echoes like a dark matter.

Unemployed. Unemployed.

I haven't been able to miss the sturdy life-force, but there's a crack in the Drain Depot.

What an absurd foster son...

“No way!”

I quickly checked the principal's position.

“I'm late. Ugh! ”

Win -

The principal tore out one of his wings on his back.

It's not just self-harm.

Su-wook-

The first angel pierced the teared-out wings between the microscopic cracks in the space.

“Damn it!”

I was insulted.

Because...

Kang! Kang-!

Because her wings began to destroy this disconnected space from the outside, terrified of escaping.

"To the Goddess! ’

Let's take down the Demon King! ’

Break it down! ’

‘We don't have time! ’

Thousands of angels came.

Killing them is too simple for me, but I can't afford to maintain the Drinking Vault.

What should we do?

The answer is set.

“Come!”

“Cuckoo!”

A cute baby was self-conscious, lighting the angels on fire with the world.

Captain Fantasy!

The Drunk Storage was in jeopardy, but now is not the time to question it.

“Hey! Help! ”

I instructed the cowardly wife and the unfortunate spirit.

“I may not be systematically helpful because my space is cut off, but I'll pretend I'm trying. ”

“Look at you talking! ”

“I was just telling the truth. It's better than lying.”

The purple ether spread its wings wide and flew towards the principal.

But her flight speed, which was slowed down, was slow enough for me to watch her explode.

... It really doesn't help.

What about you?

“It's my turn at last! ”

“Can I count on it? ”

Nomenclature is the first spirit. I'm not attracted to the first angel or me.

There are also couplings received from health teachers.

Fraudulent effect that evenly copies the power of your ring opponent!

I had nothing to write about, but it was finally time to put it to good use.

“The drug lord. Trust me! ”

“I believe you!”

“Here! It's Morang! ”

“...... ”

“Don't, drug lord. This is weird! Why aren't you sulking? ”

“It's a technique.”

The gloomy dark matter is more like a technique than a skill.

Master Molang.

My father-in-law Pedonar.

Cannot be used unless you have a high level of understanding of the skills learned from both beings.

Hypothetically,

Leave -

“Oh! The ring...! ”

The coupling that the first spirit had lodged in his thigh was destroyed.

The cause was obvious.

“Did I warn you? From now on, I'm willing to make the sacrifice. Cough, cough!"

It was the principal.

I don't know how, but the principal who broke the coupling I got rewarded vomited blood.

“Hmm.”

You cowardly wife.Don 't do nothing in the sky. Come explain.

“Yes.”

After returning to my side, the Socians picked up a broken couple.

“What caused this? ”

“Abuse of authority.”

“Hmm?"

“It's for messing with the teacher's private property. The Panthazia School of Education is part of one of the fairest Moranozzos in the universe. Once you join, even a dictator or a major shareholder, you will be judged by the Molang Nojo. ”

“Well, I see. ”

I have no idea the magnificence and limitations of Master Molang.

“Cough, cough. Ugh...”

“So the principal. What exactly were you convicted of? ”

I wonder how excited I was.

“Ridiculous. Do you think I would tell you of my enemies? Cough, cough!"

“I see you're in very bad shape. ”

“Still, it's my victory. ”

Pazzi-pueng!

At last, the space was punctured by angels who were slaughtered by the cuteness of Captain Fantasy, but clumsily swarmed.

Not only that.

“Father, I'm so sorry...”

Race: Chaos Green Dragonian

⁄ Level: 999 +

▶ Occupation: Volunteer (Power = Level 1)

― Skill: Chaos G, Divine G Life G

Margie G Eluelin ZZZ...

Status: Dependencies, Transformation, Injuries, Fractures, Weakening...

Thanks to his transformation from the form of a giant dragon into a miniature combat dragon, Abyssal has escaped.

Brainwashing and domination have been lifted.

However, the "dependent", which was deeply related to his existence, was still valid.

The principal, who looked like him, said in a graceful tone.

“Haha! Well done. My dearest son. He's resting well until his head is healed. ”

“You are my mother...! ”

Boom!

The clamor, which cried out in protest, was forcibly dismissed and disappeared.

... the worst development.

It seemed like it would take a little longer to clear the accumulating benefits.

“Hohoho!”

“...... ”

“This will be the first and last time we meet. You'd better be prepared, my lord. ”

“... what? ”

“Are you deaf? I told him to be prepared, my lord. ”

“Say that again. ”

“... strong mathematics, study-master! What the hell is going on? Why do you call yourself the Master? Get out of my head! Get out of here, you slave-! ”

“Suddenly?”

“Yes, Master - stop! Don't you dare! I am Hipria the First Angel... Aaaaah! ”

Principal screams with his hands tied to his head.

It didn't seem like an act to deceive me.

If so,

“Chance!”

“Cuckoo!”

Me and Captain Fantasy took a leap toward the principal almost simultaneously.

“Stop them both! ”

“Protect Parmael! ”

“Get out of the way! ”

“We're blocking- Khh!?! ”

Countless angels stood in our way.

Reckless struggle.

But it was not meaningless.

“Tsk.”

“Squirt.”

The principal, who was in a coma, fled under the support of angels.

Leaving behind so many angel carcasses.

But the horrifying sight did not last long.

Exactly 10 seconds later.

The world of the Fantasy collapses as Principal Reyhel's grandson dies.

And then it started again.