How the Villain Lives

25. Winners and losers.

I was able to grasp it one way or another without losing consciousness thanks to the pain that my forehead would break.

'I can't die alone because I'm unfair.'

I'm not afraid to die. By adding one life given by default and one life gained by the opening of a new field, you can be revived even if you die 2 times in total. But what was really scary was that his death meant nothing. You can't just die if you die.

At least if he died, a few dozen would be satisfied if he were to be dragged to the side of the road or to feed the giant Big Bang.

The mask was now half-broken and his left face was looking bright. Jack, who was about to smash the rest of his mask with his hands, suddenly stopped looking at Sung-hoon smiling. It is not the sound of a weak laugh just before the thread breaks, it is the explicit laughter that really comes up from the heart.

'You didn't prepare anything else, did you?'

In this short period of time, Jack, who had been hit several times in the back, was now able to respond reflexively to the sound of the ghost laughter. Did he say he was surprised to see the lid of a breast cooker that he grew up in? In a way, he was a great opponent. However, as soon as I widened my senses, I relaxed.

"Are you bluffing to the end?"

"Khh, khhh, khhh, Jo, just a little further... There's a trap."

The mask was broken anyway, and it bothered me to smoke any more. There was no notion of respect or radicality in English, but Jack smiled brightly, lifting his tail, realizing that the ghost was speaking without formal courtesy towards him now that he understood the meaning beyond the language barrier.

"Do you think you should stop acting when the mask is peeled off?"

"Well, let's say it is. Always playing to be polite, Cooluck... Do you know how hard it is?"

"So ghosts. A trap called Hansoo in the spleen can't be used, and there are no colleagues. What are you trying to do in this situation?"

Jack was relaxed again, despite being so overwhelmed.

"Argh, at least…."

"At least?"

"I don't see how you're doing!"

Just as Jack deliberately induced Seong-hoon to come near to catch a quick opponent, now he is facing him right in front of Seong-hoon's nose. It is impossible to attack anything because it is too close, but at least one attack was possible. So far, like Jack did to Seong-hoon, Seong-hoon also pulled his head as far back as possible and stuck it on his forehead with all his power.

Jack's current ability was enough to avoid a ranker fighter flirting a guitar just in front of him. Before that, I wondered if accuracy would reduce damage or damage properly, but I didn't deliberately avoid it.

Kwajik!

"Aren't you stupid? What kind of thug are you hitting me with?"

Jack's forehead now has two horns. It's not just decorative, but if you punch it with this horn, it turns into a great weapon. Until now, even though I was beaten by a mask, there has been no direct damage, but beating a mask to a horn with my bare head is a novel suicide method.

The moment the horn and forehead hit and the forehead broke, Seonghun recalled the message window that was so ancient.

Immersed in emptiness, the Piece of Truth triggers.

Increases all stats by 10%

Ignores all pain while the Piece of Truth is maintained.

You can move your body according to your will while the Piece of Truth is maintained.

A piece of truth that has never been used, except when applied as a passive since you acquired it. It had a great effect of increasing all abilities by 10% without any penalty, but the expression "Violent" was not very ambiguous in situations where it did not seem like a direct health score.

I was anxious because the Piece of Truth didn't work, even in a fairly close situation where my left arm flew away. I finally actuated it at this moment.

But this was not enough. The 10% increase in all stats was definitely strong, but it was still backwards against Jack.

"Aaaaaah!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

As if drugged, all pain disappears and the body moves on its own accord. His forehead was torn apart and his blood was flowing and one eye was bitten, making him look as scary as if he was seeing a ghost.

Jack was also forced to panic about this dramatic change in Sung-hoon. I took a step back with my hands that I grabbed for a moment in a horrible commitment.

Then he curled up and grabbed the cape and spread it out like it was scattered outside. The cloak seemed cool and useless in real life, but Sung-hoon took it seriously. It was a preparatory move to activate the skill acquired when collecting a set of heroes.

[Heroic Descent!]

Rating: Event.

Type: Active.

Heroes always show up at critical moments to win at a disadvantage and lead people with overwhelming skills! Are you ready to be a hero?

Pulls on the hero's cloak and activates it as it takes a strong backward motion to cover the front.

Reduces all external damage received by 50% for 7 seconds.

Increases all stats by 20% for 7 sec.

Heals HP and Magic Power by 7%.

Cool time 3 days.

Literally eventful skills that do not belong to the formal skill category. It was a prank skill that lasted only for a short time of 7 seconds, as also explained, but during that time, I was able to demonstrate such power that I could not use the expression prank.

'Increase all magical power to agility!'

Jack grinds his teeth looking at ghosts that have rushed so quickly that they can't compare to the speed with which he has become accustomed so far. At a faster pace than expected, the dissident moved slowly. At this instant, the ghost was quite comparable to himself.

'But you can't change anything at this rate. You don't have a decisive hand!'

One crucial room, whether unmanned or wizard, is called necessity. It takes some time to prepare. Speed is fast, but that's the end. If you have a stamina value of more than 1,000 using Horseshoe Shotgun, you can say that that sword that doesn't even carry a black sword is a different act than putting it on an egg.

Plays Claymore and tries to hit the pricking detergent. 'And the detergent stopped.'

No, I didn't stop. The moment Claymore passes, the saber moves back to speed and touches Jack's shoulder. And the fire that had taken place swept everywhere.

"Argh!!!"

"Cry more, you bastard!"

Hell Fire.

Among the 8 circles of magic, the skill of entering the ranks was so poor that I could not use it to look at him. The boss monster has the power to send a hit, but the opponent did not deserve to use it.

A boss monster located in a dungeon that can be sufficiently attacked can be captured without the need for a Hell Fire. On the contrary, dungeons that cannot be attacked at the current level are difficult to reach even the boss monster.

But right now, I have found the right opponent to use Hell Fire. I didn't try to avoid Sung-hoon even though the blue fire spread. Rather, he jumped in front of him as if he were welcome. Soon, Sung-hoon was caught in the fire of Hell Fire.

"fuck! fuck! fuck!"

The late swinging fist shattered the headache of the Holy Hun, but the mountain had already been cut off before that. If someone dies, take the item and touch it. To be more precise, only the person who killed the target can be rewarded.

Sung-hoon, who thought the idea was reverse, committed suicide at the end of the last time. Jack, who shuffles the wreckage of Hellfire over his body, recognizes this and looks futile.

"You... you fucking monkey fuck me to the end!"

As he did so, he stepped on a corpse that was now a lump of rubble and crushed it, but Jack was no good at it either. Fingers and some flesh were depressed and the skin that appeared to be external was severely burned.

Every step of the way, Jack, who had fallen into a rampage that soared from his entire body, quickly left the merchant building. The most important thing right now is his life.

"Hedges, I told you to take care of him as soon as possible, and where the hell are you doing?"

Jack, who reveals grudges against irrelevant men, stumbles and finally finds a secluded building and enters it. The fire that started at the shop was spreading everywhere, so I couldn't rest anywhere.

And fortunately, as soon as I entered the building, I began to turn back into the human body.

[Masonry will be unlocked.]

[Receive damage at the same time as mitigating.]

"Khhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Jack laughed, even though he could not see how human he looked.

He survived. He survived. It was hard to tell if it was good for a joke, but he still killed the damn ghost and survived! All that's left is to relax and heal the wounds by pouring potions into a pile of secluded spaces inside.

The moment I stepped inside, leaning against the blurred vision, I heard a small sound.

Tieng, chop chop!

The sound heard in this silent place, where one insect does not cry, has certainly been heard in Jack's ears, who is currently in a state of emptiness. The sound of something breaking, the sound of the machine turning. The last subtle touch I felt on my ankle.

Jack, who looked at his side reflectively, murmured without his knowledge.

"son of bitc…."

Kwajik!

A pile of memorial launched in the dark snapped into Jack's right hand. I ran out of magic power and didn't activate the Blessing of Darkness. I couldn't avoid it by moving. Moreover, there was a sudden blurring of consciousness as to whether it was poisoned in memorization.

'Khh, khhh, khhh, Jo, just a little further... There's a trap.'

Late thinking about what the ghost said, Jack smiles loudly. Does that trap mean this? Why is it that many of those buildings have come into being?

I wanted to say something more, but Jack's consciousness didn't stop there.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx!

Ah.. Joara, I want to change everything.. I understand that the check is delayed.. Why are you writing and pressing register so everything will disappear!!!!

When I finished writing, I saw a neat page that came back to 0k bytes after I printed the message, and I almost smashed the monitor.

I wrote and posted in real time on Joara to find out how much I had spent... thanks to the superhuman electricity, it was the whole thing! Val!. But in case of malignancy, backing up in the notebook saved half, but the rest of the time, the cravings increased.