How the Villain Lives

16. High cost and low efficiency.

As the balance shakes, I see a ghost leaping forward through the gap that falls backwards. The speed is as strong as it has been so far. However, there is a difference in distance. As he moves a distance of 2 meters, he has to swing his sword to attack, and he can only defend by moving his arms slightly.

Seeing the movement of the sword in his right hand, the trajectory begins to rise in his head. Even without the instinct of an unattended person or other passive skills, I have fought many times so far. If I can't even read such a simple trajectory, I have been in trouble for a long time.

'I can stop it.'

His power overwhelms him. It is a window that has been reflectively extended from this unstable posture, but it is clear that it will be a ghost rather than a person who is shocked. You can trim the pose while the distance is there.

It has been the biggest crisis since the battle, but on the contrary, the flow of combat returns in this direction once it has passed this crisis alone. The moment I thought about it, the sword and spear hit.

It's okay!

A gentle sound that echoes when the blackness and bowels hit.

At that moment, my sense of being a warrior resounded more quickly than I thought. My body moved first before I even thought about it. Such a powerful and skilled warrior could be said to be proof.

'The sword is too light!'

Ghost power surpasses dizzy power warriors and is hard to find among rankers. If he had just blown a mortal blow, at least his arm would have been strong enough. However, there was very little repulsion from the spearhead. No, in the first place, it was hard to see that it was repulsive. It was because it bounced up to the height of the sky as it proved that it had not even grasped properly in the first place.

He didn't intend to finish with a sword in the first place. And the moment that the head of the tyrant moves in the opposite direction.

Kwajik!

A few white teeth flew up in the air.

Even though I gave a hundred and twenty points to a million points, I drew a clean trajectory that was not too close, and the book was swung away with a hard face. I didn't think I had to hit him with a book.

'The book is not a forgery' increases ATK and DEF in proportion to the grade of the magic book and the wisdom of the user. In other words, it was no exaggeration to think that the book swinging by Sung-hoon, who is currently presumed to rank # 1 in wisdom, was probably a book-shaped mass made of steel or alloy.

"Argh…."

As he stumbled into a stumbling state, he decided to put the finishing touches to his knees. The book, which was swung from left to right, was drawn in a circle and turned towards the bottom. And as soon as the book that was firmly held in both hands hit the jaw of the impotent, a huge tornado erupted, and the new brother wanted to rise up, and it broke out on the floor.

It didn't look like the jaw was broken.

"This might be a surprise final weapon."

The mouth that enchants objects during amulet art is stored in advance and freed at the moment of the price. It is almost a life-saving attack. It is not possible to give the sword and use it. It is not possible to use it because it is scattered in the middle of the examination, but it can be used enough in the book.

Though I didn't seem to have the strength to fight anymore, Sung-hoon made sure to throw a few more fireworks.

"S, the winner has become a ghost!"

Because it was so embarrassing last time, the words of the knight were slightly shivering, and those who watched seemed to be panicking.

I didn't expect to lose to a ghost who was one of the strong candidates for the victory along with Mirina!

After retrieving the flying sword and walking out of the stadium, Seong-hoon looked around and saw Myri quietly closing her eyes. Only by approaching nearby, Miri opened her eyes and walked up to the stadium without saying a word.

Whoa! Whoa!

A man named Slum came up swinging around with a wand with geometric patterns on it and said with a twinkling smile.

"Magic Sword Mirina. There are so many rumors, but I'm afraid I'm going to break that good nose today."

"……."

"Do you know what this wand is? It's an elite weapon, huh?"

"…."

"What?"

I think I said something, but I didn't hear it. The moment I tried to ask her again to hear what she had to say, I heard her announce the start of the match.

'Hmph, I don't care what you said. It's me who wins!'

He was confident to win. The wand he was holding was called the Broken Woman's Wand. Only one option matched the Elite Intermediate rating. However, that option alone was quite impressive.

Weakening triggered on hostile beings within a range of 10m. (Compulsory lowering of skill level below Unique).

Unique-grade skills become rare, rare magic becomes magic, magic becomes normal, and even normals become unusable. Grade of advanced swordsmanship corresponds to the grade of Rare. This turns into a magic grade, which is a mid-level swordsmanship.

The option of reducing the power of a skill and making some of it unusable, although limited to skills below the Unique, was very frightening.

Movements that relied on complementary skills and martial arts skills suddenly revealed loopholes, and people collapsed so miserably that their skills did not fit together. There was also the power of the item, but few people could resist the ranking Slum in that condition.

'I was the most anxious person in this competition, but I fell for it because of someone I never heard of. Then victory is mine!'

Mirina gained a reputation for her magical swordsmanship during the reign of the Mage.

That would certainly be possible thanks to some kind of skill. Then, if the skill is weakened, the result is bona fide.

"Chaaah! Reunion wheel!"

All the money you have for the competition has been poured out, revealing a superb Rare Hermitage of Dancers. I had to shout the herbal name myself because of my low level of proficiency, but I was scared as much as I was.

And the movement within Miri against the attack was simple.

Slurp.

The left sword draws a semicircle and shoots its finger at the pin point, wielding the wand. The moment he misses the wand, the wooden sword that extends like lightning blows away the slum's head.

Degur.

At that moment, everyone in the place looked down at the body of a slum whose head and body were separated by an eye meaning 'this is nothing but a moron.' They suddenly thought they wanted to rush in screaming and screaming, but they were dead and probably no more.

However, the facts were very different. If the opponent was a regular person using skills, the slum would have demonstrated overwhelming skills.

Unfortunately, Mireille was a monster that did not use her skills.

The number of skills she was acquainted with was clearly large, but the skill level of active skills was grade E in the placenta, with the exception of passive skills that were automatically expressed.

It is much more powerful for her to move herself than using mediocre skills. Why do you need skills because you understand black magic and spread it out and create even black rivers?

Rather, they should have been frightened to see Mirina defeating Rare's advanced skills and rankers with bare eyes and senses rather than seducing the poor. However, there was only one Sung-hoon who realized the fear within Myri.

"That, that, that scary bitch! '

Phew.

The moment the drop of blood on the sword fell, the two eyes in Miri were perfectly visible. Mirina pointed her sword at Sung-hoon with a lively gesture, as if she had been half asleep so far.

"Come up."

When you come in, it was all you wanted, but not when you left.