How the Villain Lives

36. It's all for you.

It was like a horror movie.

If you slow down a bit, you are dragged and touched immediately. I think people started to bite it and run forward.

The warrior who wielded the spear and pierced the man's forearm instantly realized something and frowned on his forehead. Despite the piercing of the arm, these lunatics hold the spear with their other, healthy hands, rather than expressing pain.

"Let go!"

The person next to me said it, but I couldn't let it go so easily. If it was a cheap disposable window, I wouldn't hesitate to let it go, but it was a unique window that I barely bought after saving more than two months. It is not a spear that can be taken from this place in vain.

And without missing that moment of hesitation, the enemies next to him cling to the window, and they start pulling with weight.

"Shit!"

I tried to let go of the window late, but my body was already out of balance and falling between them. The warrior closes his eyes as he feels Jo Jo falling among the zombies. But he wasn't dead yet.

I can feel something in the vicinity of my stomach, but my body is dragged back drastically. I almost tripped, but the man who barely regained balance could not understand what had happened. Although it seems obvious that someone saved it, I couldn't even say thank you for the situation.

"Fuck! I don't know who it is, but thank you!"

It's Chang. You can make money again, but it's your life. I couldn't live with it. The warrior who thanked the mysterious opponent took out the spear and began swinging hard. On the other hand, the employee who was looking at it from beginning to end spit out weak resilience.

"Wow, brother, how did you just do that?"

"What did you do? What did you do? He walked on his back and pulled himself in."

"How does that work? I don't think it's a joke to have a warrior holding a glove in his heavy armor and people hanging from his window."

"I thought I could do it. If I hadn't worn my shoes, I could have pulled them with my toes."

"Isn't that as easy as it sounds?"

Helps you find balance by pulling your feet at the opponent's body while running forward in the battlefield where arrows and magic are coming? That's nonsense. Even if you imitate it, you will be trampled and killed by an ally running from behind.

"Anyone with a high ability does everything. It's me. What about you?"

"Hmph. What do you see me as? Rather, this is the place where I can do my best!"

Passive skills such as Blood, Frenzy, Blood Aura, and Blood Master were being activated, resulting in a significant increase in abilities. I wanted to jump into the middle of that battlefield and swing the weapon, but I had to endure it because I had orders from Sung-hoon.

'I don't understand why I have to hide myself, but I'm sure there's a good reason.'

Spank!

The clerk's gaze, which cut off the wrist that touched his shoulder without looking, turned head-on.

"I think it's broken through."

"That's a relief. Let's move quietly to keep people out of sight."

"Coercive sir!"

When they waved their long spears, they unwittingly shouted his name as if they were a jigsaw doll. While in the middle of the night, thanks to the magic that explodes everywhere and the excellent field of view, the force that confirmed the allies' appearance took a small breath and began to swing the spear with both hands.

"Argh!"

"Chop, chop, chop, chop!"

"Don't push! Don't push!"

People caught in the trajectory of the spear, like a rotating saw blade, began to turn into an invisible figure with their eyes open. Immediately, the force that pierced the path perfectly grinded its teeth.

'These guys. I don't know what I did, but my body is too tight. If I swing a little further, I'll almost get hurt by that repulsion.'

"Reverse all! Turn around and go through the road!"

As soon as the words fell, those who began to rush toward the direction of the sexuality immediately turned around and began to rush backwards. No matter how much training there was, it was incredibly perfect timing, and so strangely, the men managed to break through the siege. Even the enemies did not move from the bar to focus on taking damage rather than chasing them in the middle of the night.

Within the tents that were erected temporarily, the cerebral divisions of the current synagogue gathered together and faced their heads. The one with the most penetrating face was Yu White Woo, and she was listening to reports while maintaining an uncomfortable expression.

"So how much troops do you currently have left?"

"At the time of the departure from the synagogue, there were 39,449 people. There are 1,119 casualties, with the exception of 3,624 double casualties, or casualties that appear to have been captured by the enemy and have been completely recovered. But I think if we take a little nursing, we can get into combat right away."

"... fuck."

Mythology was forced to panic momentarily because of the silent lust of coercion. I can't say that there was less damage, but it was never a bad idea to have only 10% of the losses from breaking through the enemy's siege.

"Oh, I'm sorry. This isn't about you. It's not that good right now."

"What do you mean it's not good? At first glance, I think there are quite a lot of Japanese people, as well as the star squad that went out first, isn't that enough?"

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. All we have to worry about is the 3600 people, not the enemies that are hitting the plates there."

"… Yes?"

"First, we need to know what we're in. The number of enemies is about 130,000. However, as the battle unfolds, the number of enemies continues to grow."

Isn't it normal to have fewer numbers when fighting? When I looked at the mythical face, I thought about what happened after they left the castle.

At first everything went as expected. I managed to break through the siege and reach another siege near Japan and enter the Japanese castle. I couldn't say the atmosphere was good, but I was able to rebuild it with a total of 70,000 troops with the support of about 50,000 Japanese because it was a common enemy position. The problem was then.

I was able to defeat the enemies one after the other by using Yu White Woo's tricks and the overwhelming power of the top rankers. However, in the midst of repeated losses, the enemies did not lose at all. They were dedicated to only two actions at the start of the battle.

The first one is to scatter as much as possible this way so that the horns scatter people, and the second one is to grab people and drag them away, even if two or three people die.

"Ah!"

The mythical master, who realized something about it, spit out his resilience weakly. I thought they weren't the only ones who cared.

"3600 people would have died or been taken captive, and maybe not a single one of them would have died. The rest must have been taken prisoner."

"Where are you taking the prisoners and using them? The only thing left is about a week. We can't get any useful information, we can't retry it, but we do lose sight of them and manage them, don't we?"

"That's what we thought. But things have changed."

As he noticed, Yu Baek Woo took something out of his arms and put it on the table.

"This is…."

"Isn't that a fantasy?"

"What? How do you know?"

"Drugs that started to be found in the city a few days ago. This drug has increased the number of people flying around the city. Fortunately, the ghost showed up well in time and managed to be sure through Kang Gyeonggi-dong."

"Thank God. I'm really glad."

Yoo White Woo sincerely sighed of relief. I also expected to use this paragraph to create chaos inside the city, but because there were no managers inside the city, it was likely that things would get bigger if they were serious. I felt a little overwhelmed when I came up with the name Ghost, but it was true that I was helped, so I didn't have anything to say.

"The ghost wasn't there on the mission, so it turned out to be a phone suit."

"We'll talk about that later. Anyway, it would be a quick story if you knew the paragraphs. Yu White Woo."

"Yes, this paragraph. Enemies are using these paragraphs to brainstorm the captives."

It was an idea no one had thought of. If you are a normal human being, you will fight to protect your city. When the city loses, one life automatically blows away. Even if the enemy is taken captive, it may be just a betrayal of the intelligence. No one turns to the enemy army and fights.

If you die fighting an ally, it will cost you already a life. If you resurrect from the city instead of the end of it, you may not just betray the enemy, but you may be killed by the five names of traitors who attach themselves to the enemy and actively fight. If the city loses in the meantime, another life will be lost.

In other words, betrayal between individuals or between guilds can be easily established, but betrayal becomes more difficult in battles with larger cities and cities. But the enemy aimed for the gap.

"You know the effects of the paragraphs, right?"

"I don't know why I didn't try it, but when you listen to the experience, you feel a sensation you've never felt before. It's not just the pleasure of feeling better, it's also the absolute tranquility that people can't get from anything."

"Exactly. Using the effects of those paragraphs, they turned all the prisoners into drug addicts."

No matter how powerful drugs are, there is not enough power to turn a person into a waste in just a few days and not even look back on his or her life. However, the paragraphs are different. It's no ordinary pleasure. For decades, you will be able to experience the power of ascending law, the power of profound enlightenment felt by the unmanned, and the power of the wizards' spirit to communicate with Manna.

It was a new world sensation that could never be experienced by the senses of taste, sight, hearing, olfactory, tactile, etc. Those who experienced them could never get out of it. If they could only taste the senses once again, they would love the medicine so much that they could sacrifice their lives.

"No matter how much damage they do, there's only one reason they're trying to capture us. They poison prisoners with drugs and bring them to their side. Bertie has quite a few of them, but he told me that they get a special medicine made by a guy named the High Priest. Once we get there, there's no one left to hold on to."

"Addicts stand on the front lines in their battle against us. Even just now, there's no way we can fight them as genuinely as people who have been eating the same food and seeing the same faces in the same city. Of course, our damage is growing over time."

Moreover, that was not the only problem. It is common on the battlefield for people who have fallen behind during combat to join later. It was natural to accept them again at first, but after some time I discovered that some of them were clearly addicted. Just like they did in the synagogue, they spread the medicine within the unit.

The more that process continued, the more unreliable those who had fallen once in battle and rejoined began to feel, and the healthy people who were not addicted to the paragraphs were only stressed by the discrimination.

"Zombies…."

With a stubborn expression, he agreed.

"That's what we're calling it. Zombies."