How the Villain Lives

30. Achtem?

However, it has already come too far.

If things were to be disadvantaged or unpleasant, there was no way that Sung-hoon, who had a monster called Mirina next to him, would try to deal with things hastily. Rather, should I say that I earned the title of Borang because I didn't go to the right place? Of course, the difficulty is much higher.

Bang! Bang! Dong!

"Books?"

It's strong enough to be heard from Sung-hoon, who is quite far away from the town. As I approached, I began to hear primitive cheers, applause, and rolling feet. Once we got to the location where the village was visible, Sung-hoon was able to get to the place he had promised within a few minutes.

A large tree that stands out even nearby. It is possible to monitor the villages of the primitives immediately and it is as easy to identify them as it is, so I made an appointment to meet here when the sun begins to set.

"You're a little late."

"I'm taking care of it because I have a monster who cares."

"Was there one like that? There were no monsters around here who thought they were so strong..."

Of course, it would take time to dig a trap, but it wasn't Sung-hoon who would speak straight away.

"Anyway, that's not what matters right now. I think they're doing something weird. How long have they been doing that?"

"Well, not for long."

"At first glance, it doesn't seem normal."

"My lord, what will you do? I think we should attack now."

I didn't know exactly what that consciousness was, but an approximate guess was possible. The ritual of offering a living offering is to take out the powerful armor that is sleeping on the altar. Even with the power now felt, I could see that it was a special medicine for beings like myself.

"The boundaries are tight, but they don't create opportunities. If you just give the order..."

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Yes? Shouldn't we finish before the enemy has the means to deal with us?"

"I've been struggling so far to get that spleen out of the way. What the hell are you doing?"

Borang looked ridiculous when he heard the words of the Holy Hun, which he could not understand in his common sense. Don't you see the situation now? However, Sung-hoon's expression was serious. It's as if the enemy is really waiting to get stronger.

"Wait until they're all ready. Instead, have them cast in advance so they can surprise you right away when the command drops."

"… Yes."

What the hell is this owner doing? '

From the time the mental world was embodied, something seemed a little different from the ordinary world that he knew. At that time, I tried to do it, but when I thought about it in detail, there was not one or two strange things. The body and precious magic gear of the Mage Blade is the best I have never seen before. It seems wise, but sometimes there are contradictions that try to make things as easy to solve as they are today.

However, it was impossible to resist the master, and Borang took a small sigh and began preparing a curse spell that would work for the weak majority. Mirina was quietly picking her breath, touching her sword, and looking at all the ceremonies that were going to happen, as if she would not miss a single one.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoo! Whoo!"

It was a simple cry without any special finesse, but as time went on, the voices of the primitives were growing and the movements of the shamans dancing began to intensify. Then, as the heat reached its peak, the Archangel, who was wearing a monkey hat, trembled and began to walk towards the child who was kneeling with a ciphernal axe. Then I lowered the axe down without a chance to dry it.

Kwajik!

The body, which remained in position for a while, lost its balance and fell to the ground as it did, and the head rolled down like a fruit falling from a branch. That was not the end. Every three steps, he began to slit people's throats with one blow. On the contrary, the voices of the primitives were becoming lower and the altar was shining red enough to recognize even the Holy Hun who was looking at it somewhat from afar.

'Vascular?'

The primitive blood flowed along the fine groove of the altar, and it seemed as if a blood vessel had risen all over the altar. As the number of fallen primitives increased, the more blood flowed on the floor, the more reluctant I began to feel something on the altar. Then, the last time the neck of the old man who was smiling brightly fell, a message window appeared in front of the eyes of Sung-hoon.

Wisdom rises by 10 by looking at the sacrifices that have been made since ancient times. Luck rises by 20.

Ancient Nebula Sword 'Red Sword' appears.

Hidden mission 'Tribe Guardian' activated, mission difficulty increased.

Deal with 'Violent Chief' and 'Angry Grand Witch'.

"Huh?"

It was a good thing to have the ability, but I felt like I saw something strange. But panicking is embarrassing, and once it matters, it's the result of that consciousness. A red sword that rises in the middle of the altar. It looked a little thicker than the regular black longsword with the blood clumped together and the entire sword was bitten red.

"Now!"

At the same time, he fired the arrows that had been hung in advance of the protest, and triggered the black magic that the Traveler was preparing in advance.

'I'll finish it before I catch that sword!'

Is there any way to wait for the enemy to finish his final preparations?

You can see the battle before catching that sword as long as the object is presumed to be new anyway. An arrow that flies at a terrifying speed snaps onto the shoulder of the chieftain near the sword. Poisoned arrowheads can cause abnormal conditions immediately if just hit. However, unlike expected, the arrow did not even penetrate the skin of the chieftain.

It was like it was hit by a rock or steel. It twisted and flew in the wrong direction at all. The curse that Borang flew also failed to achieve its purpose when the Archangel struck the ground lightly with a staff and lost its power.

'You must be naked. Sergei?'

I had to be alarmed by the defensive power that reminded me of Sergei, who was still under attack by monsters. However, there was still one number of spleen left.

"Mirina!"

The most powerful technology Mirina can currently deploy is the Sum (). A technique that fuses two strengths together to shoot. Even when I only had to deal with swordsmanship, I made swordsmanship with this skill, and now I can use Ganghwan, the above skill, which is stronger than swordsmanship.

Qaaaaaaaaaah!

It looks like a small marble, but the dizzy monster in it has a tremendous power that can be enhanced by a hit. Sung-hoon, who didn't even think the attack would fail, started running to the primitive village as he jumped under the tree.

'We have to pick it up before the others catch the sword!'

"Wanderer! Tie your feet together!"

"Old!"

You showed up, you demons!

The eyes of the Great Shaman confirmed the approaching of the Masked Holy Hun and the Borat Skin. Demons also existed. Borat skin and ugly masks that man can't see!

"Hmph! It's too late to notice now, Mirina!"

"Yes!"

Mirina, who had lightly lowered her lower back and extended her left arm upwards while running from behind, jumped up one more time as a pedestal and blew her strength to all sides. The rain of death pouring from the top, the magical bombardment of the Holy Spirit pouring from the front, and the curse of a treasurer pouring from the gaps of a moment were powerful enough to break their strength.

To respond properly to the challenge, Sung-hoon reached out to the body on the ground and triggered the skill. At the same time, the bodies that had lost their bodies were brought back to Durahan and began to disturb the primitives. The Grand Chamberlain is retreating after his elongation, helpless to attack Myri.

"Good, I got it..."

At that moment, Sung-hoon felt chills. When fighting Myrina, when she was in extreme situations, when her life depended on her awareness. The feeling of a frog laid bare in front of a viper. Instinct that only the weak can feel, unlike the senses of the strong. With the realization that he would die if he didn't move here now, Sung-hoon twisted his body with all his might.

After using vaporization to increase AGI and Strength to more than 1000, Sung-hoon twisted his body with all his might. When I condensed my muscles to the limit and used it to stop the staggering surge, the movement of Sung-hoon began to diminish in an instant, as if I were pressing the stop button in the video. The best response you can think of to impress yourself. Unfortunately, however, I was already breathing late.

"Chop!"

"Sung-hoon?!"

If I hadn't slowed down, my neck and body would have fallen off. However, he only avoided it immediately, but the wound of the Holy Hun was quite severe. The bleeding was severe because of the deep cut at the bottom of the neck, and the pain made it difficult for me to get around properly.

"Ugh... don't."

The chief's left arm was bitten red, and several fingers were dislocated. However, there seemed to be no disruption in the battle. The drop of blood on the red sword in his right hand fell to the ground, and the chieftain jumped toward Sung-hoon with a scream.

"Oh, my God!"

"How dare you!"

Qaaaaaah!

Mirina, who crossed the twin swords to stop the fall, snapped her forehead.

'It's a terrible power.'

It is a force that seems to evoke the limits of force. Without reinforcing the main body parts internally and shedding force, the wrist and ankle joints would have been broken just by blocking this strike. I twisted a wooden sword and stabbed the chief in the chest, but I missed the attack simply by hitting his torso. Mirina, who was about to rush in to add an extra hit, stepped back as she created a censor with a left sword in the flow of the magic force that was felt next to her.

Burn the devil, Spirit of Fire!

Bloop!

With a gloomy aura that felt beyond the defense, Miri's face turned red and retreated backwards with no rest. Then the chief's sword fell on the place where Mirina had just been, as if waiting.

"You're troublesome."

It's not worth a single one, but it's the merger of the two. One was a warrior and one was a wizard, making it even more difficult to deal with. Besides, it wasn't just Moon Jensen.

"Sung-hoon, are you okay?"

"Argh... Argh, that's it."

"Master, are you all right?!"

'As you speak, bubbles come up. If you were a normal person, you'd already be in shock and still be seriously injured.'

The complexion of the Holy Hun that arises from receiving Borang's help was quite pale.

"Me, Mirina. Kooluk, for now... back off."

"Very well. I'll take the road."

"Face them, face to face, hoo, no."

I was looking at it so ridiculously. Sung-hoon, who experienced the Chief's attack, was able to prove that they were not ordinary opponents. Is it because of increased difficulty? In any case, in order to increase the odds, it was at least possible that the individual waves were not simultaneous.

The primitives, who were about to come up with weapons, remained within a certain distance, trembling at the Cipher's life in Miri, and Borang put Sung-hoon on his back.

"For now, escape. The place to meet again, where I woke up."

It was also the Holy Spirit who would shut him up for the last time, whether hard to speak or not. As the battle rages, Miri takes a small breath and slams his sword lightly.

Aaaaaah!

As soon as the primordial boundary collapsed in a tearing of the ear, Miri flew the Tan River toward the most delicate place without hesitation, and Borang escaped through it without hesitation. There were some primitives who tried to throw spears toward the distant Holy Hun, but they could not resist Myri.

Meanwhile, the Archangel shrugged his head as if he could not understand. I thought I was going to run away, but the woman who was considered the devil's companion did not run away and remained where she was.

Aren't you running away?

"Running away? That's funny. All I have to do is turn off time for Sung-hoon."

I was confident on the outside, but I was nervous on the inside. Even if Mirina is strong, it is not enough to defeat the class B mission by fighting in front of two bossy monsters and several other junk mobs with increased difficulty. However, Mirina did not hesitate. If it was for Sung-hoon's sake, he would sacrifice his life here. He didn't cry much.

'The biggest challenge is holding that red sword. He's the one who drove Sung-hoon away. Do you really think I can handle this? No, let's not think negative. I can do it. I can do it.'

Whoo-hoo!

Looking at the strength of the twin swords, the Grand Chamberlain distorts his expression.

I can't let the Devil go! If you send the devil away like this, he will come with greater despair and suffering. Slay the devil!

'Moving?'

As the Archon cried out, the chief holding the Red Sword jumped over Mirina and began to rush toward the place where Sung-hoon disappeared. Mirina, who didn't know how to make such a ridiculous leap, tried to stop it late, but even the warriors who now make up the siege were not ordinary.

The warrior, a primitive warrior who had prevented the inspection within Mirina with a different haste than the warriors he had encountered so far, and the Grand Chamberlain, who was carrying a staff of red energy towards Mirina, laughed.

Hmph, you thought I'd let you get in the way? Kill all demons!