How the Villain Lives

13. Doubtful ears,

[You entered the Special Dungeon, Volcanic Cave.]

"Argh!"

After confirming that there was no one nearby, Sung-hoon walked forward in a stumbling step, bringing his mouth to the right arm with an arrow, and began to suck blood. So I sucked some blood and took out the detoxifying potion, sprayed half on the wound and drank the other half as it was.

The feeling of a slight creaking of the joint disappeared in an instant. I used a recovery potion to heal the wound and once I started walking towards the front. Once he hits the run, he doesn't know when the tracker will stick.

When he thought it was enough to walk out and sigh, Sung-hoon opened the message window that he was ignoring.

[Receive environmental effects. All stats are degraded by 10% by hot heat and toxic atmosphere]

[Increase Tue Damage by 3%]

[Increase Salt Damage by 5%]

[HP Decrease Speed +30%]

"What is this?"

I've never heard of environmental effects.

Of course, I was able to guess what the name and effect was, but I felt bad when I was told that it was an environmental effect. The air seemed dull for some reason, and a drop of sweat poured out from his forehead.

[Volcanic Cave]

Class B:

Underneath the island is a mysterious cave that has never allowed anyone to walk. This place has become a favorite place for fire spirits and special monsters because of the energy of fire that has accumulated for a very long time. They have the temperament to instinctively dissuade humans.

"B minus"? No, the second grade... "

Bloop!

As soon as I stepped on the backstep, I soared to the place where Sung-hoon was.

Without thinking about it, once I pulled out the rune blade and swung it forward, a few flaming arrows caught in the trajectory became fire dung and scattered into the air. However, two unstoppable attacks hit my chest.

An essential skill for warriors, but also an intermediate level of magical resistance that is not overpriced, Sung-hoon, who was able to end it with physical damage, held a magic book in his left hand and pointed his sword at the front. It was not difficult to gain sight because of the presence of sunlight on the cave walls.

"Krrrr."

"Dog?"

It was usually not a dog.

A translucent dog on fire. Sung-hoon frowned on his forehead, and once he made a fire, he shot him. I tried and used it to say that the damage of the fire family increased due to environmental effects. The flame, which looks a little more violent than usual, hits the opponent. But it only made things worse.

When the flame exploded, the dog of fire, which seemed to deform at the moment, began to rush toward the Holy Hung at an enormous speed.

Argh!

I quickly raised my left hand and blocked it with a magic book.

Even with the glue on it, the magic book and the precious dog bounced back instantly. The skill 'Book is not a forgery' is measured by the grade of the book you use and the level of wisdom. Even during the mission, the wisdom figure of Seong Hoon, who is reading a book with gaps and increasing the effectiveness of the Admiral, is currently at the opposite end of 300 seconds.

Huge number 100 or higher than the main ability, AGI. Thanks to this, more damage than Blunt wielded by dizzy power warriors can be dealt when you smash it with a book. Looking at the dog bouncing back a few meters, Sung-hoon shoots two bullets that he had already made.

However, the dog, which collapsed at the time of the fire hit, rushed again like crazy.

Khh, Khh!

Swinging the rune blade toward the dog that was biting the book with his mouth wide open, he quickly slipped away.

"Does a Tuesday attack increase chest violence?" '

Isn't this totally useless when you get a damage bonus?

Sung-hoon, who had a tongue, rushed to the rune blade with all his attributes. The Fire Dog was quite strong, but it wasn't the Holy Hung who couldn't catch a dog. In the forest, the dancing skills that had not been used for a long time were activated and swung gracefully in half with rhythmic strides, separating the neck and trunk.

Bloop!

Dismissal!

The flames and electricity that were not mixed with each other were scattered and the rest were tiny fragments that glowed red.

Piece of Lesser Flame

Rating: Magic

Type: Integer

A piece that holds the energy of Flame.

When used on weapons or armor, you can get a bonus attribute.

Increases stats when dressed.

"Increased stats?"

Consumable items that directly increase stats are called values.

All of the rare items from several missions have been traded at a very high price. If this is such an item, Sung-hoon could say that he caught it. However, Sung-hoon shook his head with a small piece in his mouth to confirm.

[You consumed a piece of Lesser Flame]

[I felt the energy of fire disappear in my body]

[3 slices of Lesser Fire per day, Magic Power +3 if defeated on a hundredth day]

"I don't eat."

Three pieces a day, a hundred?

If you eat 300 pieces and increase Magic Power by 3, you'd rather not eat it. If there's something going on in the middle, it's going to be a total waste of time.

Seonghun, who had cleaned up the fool, went to another place as he was. No, to be precise, I tried to go somewhere else.

"... There's a sound coming from this side."

"... Everyone be on guard."

'Already have a trace?'

I thought I wouldn't let it go easily.

But isn't this too fast to track? There has been a time lag to fight dogs without coming too far, but there are still more than three rough crossroads.

"There! There's a man!"

"Damn it!"

Grizzly job!

In an instant, Seong-hoon started to flee without even thinking about it.

I don't intend to fight endlessly in the absence of accurate information about the opponent. Above all, the existence of that ranker archer was crucial.

Even if there are only a few archers and warriors in this cave, it poses a great threat to Sung-hoon. You'd better run, unless you've got something to gain from fighting.

Gang!

Beep!

After cutting off a few dogs and bats, I soon realized that Sung-hoon was strange. The speed of Seong Hoon who used vaporization to increase his AGI to the maximum is appalling. You're a crummy monster. You don't even have time.

I sprinted a little sweat from the whole body, so of course the distance has to be wide. However, the enemies were tracking themselves precisely. I wasn't sure if I was familiar with tracking or if I had any other skills, but I couldn't do it like this.

'They're following me. First of all, it's important to hide your face...'

A mask?

It is a place where sweat can come out even if you stay still. I will bathe in sweat in a place like this.

Helmets?

I couldn't even get enough meat to bake on it if I left it for a day.

After all, Sung-hoon took out a white patterned mask.

It was a mask that barely covered around the eyes and the top of the face, but it was possible to hide enough identity.

"I didn't know you'd be using this here."

A mask with no abilities. But this moment was a very useful object. I only had to wear a mask, but that alone made me feel something had changed inside me.

Masks are a tool for concealing identity.

However, for Sung-hoon, masks didn't mean that. When it comes to Seonghun, who normally hides his identity and lives in action, masks are a tool that makes him reveal his true self.

"At first I wrote it in cowardice, but it might surprise you."

At the same time as the painting shows a crescent-shaped mouth that is not concealed in the mask, the Holy Hun disappeared deeply into the dungeon. Shortly thereafter, the backcountry and ten trackers appeared.

"You're already here."

"Well, what's so fast? Phew, Phew."

"The best priesthood top ranker among current users. Even if you look at basic stamina, the dizzy normal user will move on. It's not impossible to walk from that state to blessing."

"Is that so?"

Someone said something that was definitely worth it.

Soon, the backyard with a stiff face summoned the dog. A type of pet that was synergized with hunter skills, the dog was a friend who helped the White Castle in all sorts of situations including hunting, tracking, and fleeing. However, he wanted to run around and start spinning in place.

'Is it because of the smell of this place? This is terrible.'

A mixture of sulphur and strange smells is pricking my nose. If this is the case, it is not possible to track the odor after the duration of the goal setting.

'I can't help it. No matter what happens, you have to catch it in time.'

"Everybody run!"