How the Villain Lives

10. Gold Drawing

I succeeded in saving the scroll to a book. Now the problem is: There was still the question of how to use this.

"Before."

When I shouted with my book in my left hand, nothing happened. An abnormal phenomenon occurred that was trying to sigh because it was a failure. The bookshelf of the book wanted to move on its own, but the page started to burn. And soon there was a lump of blue lightning around. Concentrating on his thoughts, lightning soon began to move as he thought.

"Mouth."

As he shouts at the sword, the page burns once again and the sword is bitten by lightning, causing a discharge. It is possible to activate Amulet while keeping the Amulet in the book. Just in case, this time I was able to spread my tantrums and catch the feeling after activating a few more skills.

The amulet that was spread using the book was no different from the usual amulet. Rather, I found it more comfortable. There were no side effects at all. Antidote existed separately from mouth to mouth, and the lower the skill, the more difficult it was to control properly.

"If I do this for a while, should I fight with a book in my left hand? '

It's worth noting that fighting is like dancing, but a sword on the left hand, a book on the right hand? This was a combination that was somehow compelling. That means you can't carry it when it's as important as a rune blade. This is because it is your own combat style that you need to continue to get used to and improve. At least one of the misfortunes was that he could minimize the movement of his left hand.

In addition, if you get as thick a book as possible and use tricks such as making it out of metal, you will also be able to act as a blunt force.

'I thought you were stronger than a swollen sword, but I never thought you'd actually use the book as a weapon.'

I moved the book lightly with my left hand, but I still have no idea how to apply it to combat. However, the possibility of using an amulet that could scarcely be used in real life was open, so I could not give up.

When I saw Sung-hoon calling out a bolt of lightning, I wanted to make a curious expression for a moment, but I remembered what I introduced myself as the Mage Inspector and looked forward again.

"I can feel the zombie miracle in front of me. We'll be within range in a little while."

The detection of monsters is usually done by wizards or warriors out front. It was Sung-hoon who was currently leading the way, and Eli, who was running the exploration magic, could not find any response. Mirina, who was behind him, noticed the monsters' miracle. I was a warrior, not a thief, but a sensationalist.

The group unconsciously looked at the servant near Eli as he returned to his mind with a rustic admiration of the Mage Sword.

"Can you really handle this on your own? Dozens of undead. It's not a matter of skill, you can hit it with a landmine attack and you won't get it. You want a little support?"

"Well, then..."

"No, enough alone."

It was Eli who cut off the words of the Holy Hun in his own mind.

"I think you're mistaken. I don't need your help."

"So what are you so proud of?"

"It's okay to add one-on-one, or somewhat, but the more numbers, the different stories. Aren't you overestimating her skills?"

Myrina began to dry as well as Sung-hoon.

If you fight one-on-one, dozens of dizzy warriors will be able to do it without a problem. However, the story is completely different if dozens of zombies are actually pushed from the front. Ten of them just believe in their bodies and can only be pushed into a land raid. Besides, isn't the servant holding a long sword and holding a short Sword Breaker?

I just wanted to fight a little actively, but one person approaching me died. Eli, however, began to memorize the spell without panicking, and a fuzzy mass began to form.

"You'll find out right away if you're a pervert or yourself. How many minutes do you think it'll take?"

"... five minutes."

"Five minutes. Hold on."

Fong.

Eli smells the smell coming from the open potion, and Sung-hoon frowns on his forehead. The color is the same, and the smell makes you feel a little moody and relaxed. Even though it wasn't dragon reading, Sung-hoon had also used it several times, so it was a kind of poison I knew.

"Was it poison that made the ritual gloomy? '

The servant drank Eli's potion without hesitation. That's not all. As Ellie grabs hold of his head, a grey mist suddenly begins to seep into his hands. And as soon as all the fog disappeared, everyone who was there stepped back, not knowing themselves. I didn't know why I stepped back. I just stepped back in the footsteps that I didn't know myself.

And at that moment, the attendant began to run toward the front.

"Wait!"

"Let's go after him."

I started running behind the attendant one beat late without knowing what had happened. There was no difficulty in obtaining vision because the magic lights were illuminating everywhere. And as he came out of the hallway, Sung-hoon and Miri were forced to doubt his eyes.

Woodpeck!

The zombie's neck is twisted. At that moment, the zombies come towards the Moon, but the servant is already not there. I jumped forward and rolled one wheel and wanted to escape from the siege, but I was strangling another zombie.

'Kill.'

Killing was simple and difficult. People fall, they get their heads wrong, they get their fingers cut off, they get angry, they die. But it is a man who lives relentlessly, even if he cuts off his arms and pulls out his guts, even if he peels off his entire body.

However, it was very simple for the employee. Because no matter how tough you are, you usually have to cut off your neck, cut off your limbs, and destroy your heart.

"Crab, Geuee...."

Zombies with their throats cut in half by a Sword Breaker begin to budge. However, as he pulled the sword strongly, his neck fell out as it was. The opposite blade of the Sword Breaker is sawn. Once caught, the flesh is ripped out and fatally injured.

The servant who kicked the zombie's body with his throat cut off began to slaughter the zombies with a satisfactory smile.

'The bastards who attack me kill everyone. Kill them all, kill them all, kill them all!'

That was a good change, even if it was a double personality. A passive and shameless servant shoots blood from his eyes and slaughters zombies. It wasn't just killing, either. When the sodbreaker moves, the flesh splashes with the blood and breaks the bones.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Throw Hatchet, a small hand axe, and the zombie's head is instantly smashed and the brains are scattered. However, the employee paused for a moment and looked back. Zombie bites shoulder.

"You asked first, didn't you?"

"Sieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Kwajik!

"... What the hell is that?"

Seong Hun, who was watching the battle of the servant, asked in a trembling voice. Biting a zombie's throat with its teeth was such a nasty scene that it didn't even appear in a Class B horror movie. Moreover, spitting out the flesh of the zombie and covering the sight of other zombies is creepy enough to see it.

"What kind of magic are you doing? That's enough to see that people are different."

It is clear that the gray magic played a role in something.

"It's nothing. It's called Berserker, one of the witch-specific magic."

"It's nothing?"

"Versucker is all about increasing your stats for a certain amount of time and getting a little excited. The Berserkers and the Potions helped create that condition, but that's all the staff's ability now."

"Is that it?"

Sung-hoon couldn't even say the following words. I've already slaughtered more than half the zombies. That's not usually a combat ability. It was also felt by Mirina.

Yooseong Hun's battle is nothing. It can be likened to dancing. It moves lightly, rhythmically and freely. It also moves beautifully and strangely.

The battle within Miri is nothing. Find enemy gaps and defeat them at the earliest possible speed. This is a stealthy movement that looks similar to the Dog Hung, but is just cut off in the middle, unlike a gentle battle.

The battle of the servant is nothing. There is no format. No, there is. How much you're trying to kill your opponent in any way?

It was a movement that cut, tore, twisted, backlighted, pinched, and frowned on the skin somewhere. There is no beauty or theft there.

Instead, I was so sure that I could really 'kill' one emotion.

"What a mess."

At the words of Sung-hoon, Miri nodded indifferently. The name murderer seemed to fit together.

'No, I think a psycho or a maniac would be a better match.'

Anyway, the servant defeated all the zombies. There were several wounds that appeared to be quite serious, even though the clothes were torn everywhere. It's not neat. It's also less than two when you look at your overall skills. But they hardened their faces, except for Eli.

I will not underestimate that I have been wounded. It will only take some time to deal with a pack as big as me. However, the employee took them out at a much faster time.

Judging in many ways, including attack, defense, evasion, and counterattack, Sung-hoon or Miri will be ahead of the employees. However, if the attack is limited, the employee is overwhelmingly ahead. If this side attacks, the employees will attack together without thinking about defense or evasion. I could feel it with this fight.

The servant who stood there awkwardly wedged his mouth and spit something out.

"Shh."

Eli may not be able to see it, but he was able to see Sung-hoon and Miri accurately. It was bloody, but it was definitely zombie skin. The appearance of a servant walking slowly with his whole body flooded with bribery and blood was a strange terror. Then the attendant who stopped in front of the group said by pinching his hair.

"As you can see, when I fight in earnest, my personality changes a little and it's hard to cooperate."

'A little? What happens if it changes a little more?'

Sung-hoon, who swallowed back the screams that soared in his heart, said with the freshest smile he could.

"That's what happened. Mi, what do you think of Mirina?"

I felt resentment about why I was touching Barton, but I ignored Sung-hoon with all my heart. It was a mirage to boast that there was nothing to be afraid of, but it was just as scary as the fights of the servant. The child who looked calm and cute changed in an instant, and the fear doubled.

The employee's motive is my friend...

It's usually quiet, but once it's tight, he doesn't really see anything. I've seen him about eight years, and I've only seen him angry twice. The first time I got angry, I almost hit a kid with a chair at school, and the second time I almost bought a soju bottle at a restaurant...

They both have good reasons, but she's really scary. Angry thresholds are a few times higher than others, but if you break through them, you're in extreme anger.,,

It's also the end of the examination period, so we can't use deferred irregularities or amplifications...