How the Villain Lives

27. True winners.

'If you can't get out....'

It's rather good to be a blood loaf if you're trying to step back clumsily. There is a saying that there is a way to remember death. And Choi Yoo Jae died at this moment. The silver hanging from the end of his hand did not spread out, but rather dug into his clothes.

Passenger baggage.

Greater Doll ( ).

Aaaaaaaah!

A thread that secretly dug into his clothes began to bind himself and control his body as if he were dealing with a doll. He didn't try to avoid his own clumsily. I controlled the whole body with the senses of my fingers, but instead I jumped into the storm of debris.

Memory and curiosity gloves that were hidden all over my body gave me defense, but I couldn't avoid the numerous bruises I sustained. However, Choi Yoo-jae avoided all of the attacks and broke through.

"Huh?!"

Stella, who did not know how to get through this fog, hurriedly blew herself back with a short scream. Jandark's armor reacted to her heart and immediately led her back, and the rubber that Choi Yoo Jae wielded, who collapsed his whole body, closed his throat and stopped passing by. Everyone was surprised at the items Stella used and then again surprised at the unimaginable movement of Choi Yoo Jae. Even Mirina nodded.

"That was a great move just now."

"I thought he was dead."

"Instead of focusing on one piece of debris, I read the flow and threw myself. I don't think I'm going anywhere."

If Mirina wasn't beaten up, I couldn't feel what the hell was going on. Sung-hoon thought he would just conveniently evaluate it on his own criteria. On the other hand, Choi Yoo Jae grinded his teeth. The evasion just happened to be great enough to make a fool out of it once again. The spirit of extreme circumstance, the peculiar precision, and many other coincidences.

However, after the miracle evasion, I was halfway out of my mind and couldn't blow a critical hit. I swung the dagger one beat late, and the dagger stopped until it only hurt the continent.

"You can't be too shallow. Are all Koreans as strong as you?"

"I can only hear you being sarcastic."

"Without the item, I would have died in an instant. It's a shame to fight against the power of such things as knights."

Choi Yoo instantly threw himself forward and rolled over. The fragment of the sword that should have exploded between the sights seemed to come back as though it had been willed.

"Please die for us."

Choi Yoo-jae distorted his expression as he looked at a hundred pieces of sword that were floating at regular intervals.

"Fuck."

"Tornadoes."

The rain of death began to sweep the ground.

'Suck!'

Stop breathing and activate magic power. I took out the dagger and memorization in my sleeve, arms and thighs and repeatedly threw it at the sentient fragments. Thousands, tens of thousands of sharp throwing skills are now advanced enough to accurately hit flying flies with closed eyes. He swung his arm like crazy, and then he threw himself back with all his might to create a gap.

'Glad to have the finest equipment.'

I didn't make enough money to wrap myself up with ridiculous equipment like France, but I was able to arrange it myself. This is possible thanks to the Japanese. He asked for a certain amount of tribute, as he did for his country.

When Korea loses, Japan flees without knowing the English language from its seat. Of course, I didn't want that fact, so I got quite a bit of funding to upgrade consumables and some poor quality equipment.

Phew!

Even the disposable throwing dagger that you threw so easily is a rare item. An explosive magic that can only be used for the first time.

"I won't give you time to recover!"

"Oh, really!"

A player who directs the instrument of death.

Stella was wielding a sword that was just a handle away from the sky, but the fragments were moving according to the movement of the handle with a certain distance and shape, as if fixed by invisible energy.

It simply moves the wrist, and when the earth swings its arms, more than a dozen meters of space is swept away in an instant. The blonde girl with wings was making a glorious expression, and there was no angel who judged the earth.

'Is that an angel, demon?'

On the contrary, Stella's Choi Yoo Jae is pushing overwhelmingly. There is no way to attack Stella who flies freer than a bird at a height of more than 10 meters above the ground. Why don't you throw a memorization?

If you want to hit the body of the opponent who is running away through the obstruction of that fragment, you must at least master the skill of Winning Black.

'But I think there might be a way.'

"Profit!"

Stella grinds her teeth as she drives Choi Yoo Jae out like a lizard. I felt like I could catch it in no time, but I wasn't caught strangely. There are weaknesses as strong as items.

If Stella had been able to fly a little more proficiently, or if she had been able to handle this sword as a free material, she would have won the battle. Unlike her, Choi Yoo Jae is a real strong person whose talents, experience, skills and items are appropriately blended. So I knew the situation coldly, without panicking about the disadvantages.

"Ready!"

The colored ring on my finger began to glow, and all kinds of magic began to rise around me. Now the Wizard was more of a match than a complete warrior.

"Go!"

Looking at the magic coming towards him, Choi Yoo Jae lifted his tail.

"At least one of them can't be dealt with. First time out, you can't lose in vain, can you?"

Blame it!

Choi Yoo Jae jumped into the air.

"It's over."

"That fool!"

Everyone who looked at it thought the fight was over. The reason Choi Yoo Jae has survived so far is because he has survived on the ground. The battle is over, as long as magic and debris are pushed into the air against Stella, who is occupying space like an aquarium.

Choi Yoo Jae from the air should fall to the ground. When you fall unless you have the means to move your body in the air, Choi Yoo Jae takes your life.

But...

"What's wrong with him?!"

Choi Yoo Jae, like Stella, was floating in the air. In an unimaginable development, people's eyes widened. Stella, who didn't expect Choi Yoo Jae to rise in the air like herself, panicked and remained stiff for a while.

Himself floats using legendary equipment. However, how does Choi Yoo Jae, who shows the fighting style of the thief family, come to mind in the air?

"How is it floating in the air?"

"Neither naive nor stupid. Did you think I'd let you know?"

"This is definitely a trick. If you had the means to rise in the air, you wouldn't have been hit like this so far. So this is a skill that can only be used for a short time, and it's impossible to reverse this situation."

"Wearing good equipment doesn't really make you strong. If you don't believe me, drop me somewhere."

Choi Yoo Jae provoked Stella with a grumpy attitude. It wasn't Stella who was still there. Pull the handle back. A simple prick is a prick that runs with a hundred fangs at the same time.

"Fragment…."

"What if I'm just shouting a technical name?"

"Hut?!"

Choi Yoo Jae kicked in the air and jumped at himself. Unparalleled speed with Fly Magic! Besides, it wasn't just fast. I was trying to avoid flying magic and debris. What is Choi Yoo Jae, even if he flies with the power of his armor?

It didn't look like it was using magic, but rather it had a foothold in the air and was showing a movement that seemed to be stepping on it and moving.

"Fall!"

Fragments tearing the space did not touch Choi Yoo Jae's body. That's not a man-made move. It moves as if an arrow were firing and maintains a constant distance from the debris without being constrained to the upper and lower right.

Choi Yoo Jae did not appear to be a human being who was showing endless evasion abilities without a single finger. However, Seong-hoon, who was looking outside, soon realized what Choi Yoo Jae used.

"I use my head."

"Yi Yi!"

'Get away! Get away! Fall!'

He is the only one who can float in the sky. It is never possible for a person other than himself to float. But what the hell does that Oriental mean? It was like a ghost.

"That's it? Can I attack now?"

"Shut up!"

Even though I waved my sword like crazy, I couldn't touch Choi Yoo Jae's body. It wasn't just that. As if he was trying to make fun of himself, he was keeping a certain distance from himself. Does this make sense?

'No matter how secondary awakener you are, you can't be like that in these fragments. And why are we keeping a constant distance?'

It maintains a certain distance from the debris as well as the distance. It's not like I'm flying my body and maintaining a certain distance, it's like I'm being dragged by debris...

"Ah!"

When magic flies, Choi Yoo Jae's movements are like stepping on something. When he wielded the sword, he did not try to move his head, but rather remained still. I thought I was avoiding it with flying magic, but the way I moved when I wielded my sword and when I didn't.

Self-intentioned and controversial movements. I realized the difference so late.

"Combination."

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The widespread fragments begin to gather again with the handle of the sword that they hold. At the same time, Choi Yoo Jae made a faint expression and hurriedly blew himself between the pieces and jumped back to the ground.

"I can't believe I used this number in such a short time. I was surprised."

"I wish I was a little more embarrassed, but I noticed. Chet."

"Did you walk between the pieces and use them as a footstool? No matter how much you swing the sword, you can keep a constant distance."

I do.

Choi Yoo-jae was not just avoiding it, but putting a foothold in the air by giving gifts to the fragments. When he magically attacked, he jumped and avoided the silver as a platform and threw a memorization in the middle to explode or distract him if he seemed to be exposed.

On the contrary, when wielding the sword, he secured himself firmly with a gift and entrusted himself to the flow. The pieces of that ignorant sword do not spread randomly, but maintain a constant distance and shape after they have spread once. If I could hold myself in the crevice of that fragment, of course, I would not be hurt.

"Huhu, huhu. So what do we do now? Now I'll end it without a chance to make a fool of myself!"

Obviously Choi Young-jae's term of office was great, but that was all. If I tried the same method, I was confident that I would make a rat in an instant. Choi Yoo-jae, however, laughed as he looked at Stella.

"Give it up."

"What?"

"If you use that sword again, you die. If you don't want to die, give it up."

"What nonsense!"

Are you out of your mind for fear? Stella decides to end the fight at once. It was too much fire to spill on one, but the opponent may have hidden another. I end it for sure.

Numerous spells distort the atmosphere and a snow dagger aims at the ground. It is the Angel of Death himself.

"I must have warned you."

"Fragment Rush!"

The sword begins to grind again. However, an unexpected explosion occurred at the same time as the mechanical sound was heard.

I couldn't even scream. Fragments of grenades bounced as fast as grenades dug all over Stella's body. Faces and body parts have become worn out. It's a natural result because each one got a fragment with great power in front of his nose. Secondly, the magic she put in the air also lost control and began to explode in an instant.

"Landmines. If you had come down to the ground once and fought, you wouldn't have been hit by such an obvious number. You were so dependent on the item."

Mine Jin, the skill Choi Yoo Jae initially developed. If she knew the existence of this minefield that triggers an explosion, she would not have spread that strange technique again in the presence of a gift between the swords.

However, she did not know the existence of the technology, as she only fired skills in the air, and eventually came to a futile end in front of her nose.

Ironclad!

Humans, or a mass of meat that can no longer be called human, crashed on the ground. It's brutal, but Choi Yoo Jae said with a grave throat stroke.

"Next."