How the Villain Lives

27. True winners.

"So what's the order of what's left?"

"The basic common sense is to turn the strongest and let the weakest go first."

"I know that. The question is, who is the strongest?"

The power is turned to conserve as much power as possible. Who is the 'strong' stimulated the pride of the people here. The first one to wear it was Choi Yoo Jae.

"I don't fall in love. I'm going out first."

"Huh? Are you retreating?"

"If I fall asleep and face a pure head-on battle with no objective trick, I'm probably the weakest of these four. Admit it."

Choi Yoo Jae stepped back as if he had nothing more to say.

"Well, if you evaluate it objectively, I think it's right for me to go out at the end."

"You're the last one? Is that what you're trying to laugh at?"

"Choi Chul Hyung. I'm sorry, but are you confident that you will win the fight against Kang Han?"

Even with ranking, Choi Chul's achievements so far have not received much attention compared to his limits. However, it is not right to insist that he is stronger than he who overcomes the limits. However, Choi Chul did not hesitate a bit, despite Sung-hoon's tackle.

"There is."

"Yes?"

"Huh? Did you say you can beat me now?"

"Yes. I don't know if it's a struggle or a battle with limits, but if it's really a battle with lives at stake, I'm confident I'll kill you."

Choi Chul-hyung was serious. If he had gained the power to harmonize the energy of Yin Yang together after the war with Japan, he would have had enough chances. It is not a necessity, but can be used for everyday combat with only moderate energy. I will not be pushed by the force of force. The confident Choi Hyeol said with a small sigh.

"Fine. I'll go out a second time."

"Yes? Do you accept coercion so easily?"

Anyways, everyone here is a potential enemy, except Mirina. I wish I had planted the seeds of conflict with my inner self by sequencing, but I didn't expect people who have come together to say that their name is the strongest in a city to step down in this sort of dialogue.

The compulsion limit was completed in its own way. Currently, it is a disproportionate situation where strength overwhelms stamina. Recently, I have gained one more skill specific to strength, so I deliberately retreated because the imbalance has increased.

"Then I'm the third."

"You're not saying you're stronger than me."

"No matter how swollen my liver is, I don't think it's stronger than a magic sword. Because what you have is not the strength of an unlimited spectrum."

I can only see it a few times. Mirina fights with skill, not competence. If it is a clumsy skill, it can be taken in an overwhelming capacity. Strength beyond the limits of force or its own fusion is possible. Silk itself, as well as everyone else, is strengthened by building capacity. It's the easiest way to earn stats, item bonuses, and skills.

If you have the time to grow your skills as much as you can, you can grow your capabilities like a mountain. However, Miri is opposed.

'I thought it was the source of the evil in my mouth. There's nothing wrong with the old saying.'

I accidentally saw Miri playing the relative prosecutor during the war against Japan. The competence within Miri itself is nothing. It's not that low, but when compared to other top-rankers, you can't hide the lack of feeling. Instead, the skill in Miri is so immense that it transcends everyone's imagination. It looks like someone's going to lose when they look at the numbers, but it's too late to flip them.

However, after more than a year of wielding the sword and repeating the battle over life, I instinctively realized that my youngest brother, who looked a little bit like him, couldn't beat Mirina now.

"Then the fourth thing I need is for the ghost to go out in the end."

"Huh? Am I the last one?"

"Miriam. Shouldn't you be the last one?"

"You know what's wrong. I'm much weaker than the ghost. We've never won or succeeded in a proper attack yet. Ghosts are the last of them."

With the exception of Myrina, the faces of four people were distorted as if they were chewing worms. I always knew that I had some skills, but I couldn't believe that the Mage swords were so strong that he couldn't even stand it. Especially when I fought the sword myself.

I must have lost to a ghost once. But it was because he was too weak to have information about the opponent. By contrast, the ghost had a perfect grasp of herself, and she also fought with all her laws in place.

I'm much stronger now than I was then, and I almost feel the same way about him. Like Mirina, she is not exclusively skilled, but she is the power of ghosts.

'If I fought again, I thought after the third half, I could win seven times. But if the sword Miri insists like that..'

Maybe the ghost still had one of the hidden spleen.

On the other hand, Sung-hoon became impatient in his own way. The first step is to refuse on this side. The more you stay behind, the more likely it is that you will not return to him. But it also bothers me to stay behind.

What if, indeed, if he were to lose to Mirina and all his destiny were to fall on his shoulders, and he were to lose? Of course, primary resentment will return to France, but secondary resentment will return to itself.

'Of course, there is a good fourth way to avoid insults without showing up properly!'

"Miriam. Not me. Only you stand at the end..."

"You don't have to care about me. If Sung-hoon can't win, I can't win. Rest assured, even if you face such opponents, we will cut off as much power as possible."

'That's not what I'm saying!'

If Hell Fire's Cool Time comes back, there may be a number of spleen, but not even that right now. I wanted to refuse, but Mirina gave me this reassurance and nodded as if others had decided so.

"Then I'll go first."

Peeing!

A tightly pulled iron with a specially crafted thin silver lining began to enter the field with stiff eyes. In response, the man from the French side was a woman.

"Woman?"

"What are you so surprised about? You're not my girl, are you? Anyway, you can't be shallow enough to be a representative."

Sung-hoon looked around and began to look into the field in detail. A moderate plain in the middle of the city. There were also small hills due to the elevation of the terrain, even at the height of large trees and rocks.

'Whew, you should get as much information as you can about this.'

Just in case I wanted to yell out loud, I stabbed Cook with a sword, but he was reacting like he couldn't recognize it at all. This is why there will be no cheering or wilderness. However, the elite on both sides were cheering for their necks to rise.

'You can't see the outside inside.'

It just passed through a thin membrane, and suddenly people outside disappeared as if they had entered another dimension. Besides, there was one more embarrassing thing.

"The buff is gone."

When battle begins, it is impossible to influence from the outside to the inside. On the contrary, I tried to dope with buffs or potions before the battle began, but everything was back to normal. But it's the same for the opponent.

Peeing!

Choi Yoo-jae, who repeatedly confirmed the feeling of memorization all over his body with magical power to Eun-san, identified a woman holding a sword from a distance. Basic abilities seemed to resemble those of themselves. Instead, there was a one-eyed feature, and that was the outfit she was wearing.

"What, did you do Cosplay?"

I can modify the appearance of the equipment according to my personal taste. Anyone with a slight sense of fashion will not wear equipment with excessive exposure, glowing colors, or decorations that interfere with combat. But the equipment she was wearing went beyond that.

I like wearing armor, but there are so many exposed minorities outside that I want to be able to function as a defense gear properly. I could see at first glance that the ornaments hanging all over the place looked daunting, and that even the sword I was holding was cracked and dull like the shell of a turtle.

This can be easily handled by the opponent himself. Choi Yoo Jae, who thought so, took the dagger out of his arms and held it between his fingers.

"I'll finish it with a tithe."

I didn't even know the exact power of the other person, but it was also a sound because I was that confident. The appearance was a dagger thrower frequently used by thieves, but that dagger would have the power to instantly kill a beast at once.

Quadruplet!

'You've avoided it, too.'

A dagger that was blown into the canteen without warning or any conversation, if it was cowardly, but the female warrior avoided it. But it doesn't matter. It was a dagger that counted and threw it into the air anyway.

Earthquake.

In an instant, the unfolding gift was spread on the ground. Touching is a technique of death that explodes. As the explosion calls for an explosion, Eunsa sins like a web of fleeing prey. All you have to do now is fall. All you have to do is fall...

"Hmm. Is that flying magic?"

Sung-hoon murmured as he watched from outside. The woman warrior who jumped into the air did not fall to the ground, but floated in the air. Screwing gravity completely. Four pairs of white wings emerging from the back of an armor that she thought was simply decorative, floating her body in the air.

Choi Yoo Jae, who was staring at him, threw four daggers at the same time. However, the attack completely tore the void apart in vain. It's because I backed out with a colorful movement like water flowing. With a series of workshops, Choi Yoo Jae realized one thing.

'That's not just floating in the air.'

Flying magic makes it possible to rise in the air, but it can only fly anywhere. Sophisticated controls are absolutely impossible to avoid memorization flying as fast as just now and to maintain a stable posture.

Stella, a female warrior floating in the air, took a small breath and grabbed the sword while Choi Yoo Jae, who didn't even think he was the one flying the Holy Heaven, was despairing for a moment.

'I can't lose.'

The equipment she wears is the best, strongest piece of equipment purchased by the French in sweat. Even if it's just a pair of gloves that you're currently wearing, a large guild barely has enough value to live on for a month.

I got this much support, and I can't even think about losing.

"Angel Wings."

Jandark's armor has no other options, but it guarantees free movement in the air. He swiftly pokes his sword at the oriental man looking at him. I pierced my chest without a chance to react. But it was an illusion.

Shadow blink.

She turned into a black shadow and scattered. Instead, Choi Yoo Jae, who rises from Stella's shadow on the ground like a lie, tried to stab her with all his heart power.

'Faster! This fight is more disadvantageous for me as I draw time.'

Fortunately, he didn't react properly to his attack, as if he wasn't very skilled. The direction and speed of the sword, its orbit and nothing threatens itself. Choi Yoo-jae, who thought so, accelerated once more without any hesitation.

But it was an illusion. It's not Stella wielding her sword clumsily. It was enough to swing this far.

"fragment rush."

With a short stirring, the bumpy sword exploded as it split apart. It's not just an explosion. Exploded pieces of the sword were hitting Choi Yoo Jae in a certain orbit.

Following aerial manoeuvres, Choi Yoo Jae's eyes opened to the appearance of a strange second weapon that he could not even imagine. But the surprises are surprising, and the important thing now is to avoid fragments as big as your fingers that come to the front of your nose.

One of those fragments may have a power comparable to that of the least scepter. However, Choi Yoo Jae had already blown himself up with power and burst right in front of the black. The timing of exiting with his abilities has already passed.