How the Villain Lives

41. Who does?

"Who comes and eats the deep mountain gallbladder? Who comes and eats the deep mountain gallbladder?"

"... What is it?"

"What kind of song?"

At the end of the day, the city becomes in complete control of the Elves. Even though the users had a massive influx, there was no such thing as knife control, and I didn't know why a lunatic would be in trouble on the same day.

"At dawn, I wake up rubbing my eyes."

"You're human, too."

"I know most of the adventurers went on a mission, but what the hell is he doing?"

"He must have been injured, fallen in love, or been tasked with defending World Water. By the way..."

I have received a lot of help from adventurers, so I am willing to give up or be considerate. Nevertheless, there is something that can be seen and nothing that can be seen. Especially now. In order to raid the Dark Elves' base, most of the elite troops and the Guards to defend World Water were borrowed and left.

If the current line of defense is breached, this place will be completely destroyed. Since the elves settled in the boreal forest, the world's water has been the most defenseless. Of course, it was good to see that very little was likely to happen. Even though I stepped back, my defenses have become so strong that I can't break through with anything for a day.

'But I can't be too careful. This is when we need to be more vigilant!'

"Hey, man!"

"Eat only water... Huh? Oh, hello?"

After confirming the human appearance in the darkness, the elf was forced to panic instantly. This place doesn't look like a good fit. It has a clean suit and a geometric mask that covers its face, and a hair that has been handed over to an all-bag. It was not normal in any way. But I quickly regained my peace.

'Well, it's not that great.'

I'd rather be dressed like an assassin. This kind of attitude wasn't much of a concern among adventurers I've seen so far. A woman who barely covers her teeth, she was better than a warrior in splendid armor who was no match for battle.

"Don't you know this isn't the time to wander around like this? Don't make a fuss, go back."

"Well, it hasn't caused much commotion yet."

"Don't you think it's a problem to make a sound here?"

"Not really."

As if there was a problem, the elf stared at itself, and the moment the elf stopped speaking. And as soon as he tried to say something, Sung-hoon first took the dagger out of his arms and stuck it deep into his neck.

"It's going to sound worse soon anyway."

"... Krrgh."

"Hey, what the..."

Cheer up!

"Oh, my gosh, didn't you hear what your colleague said? Don't you want me to be quiet?"

Seeing his colleague's head stuck in the dagger with only a handle, the Elf sounded the bell and tried to spread the word. But his wrist had already flown to the challenge when he brought his hand towards the servant. The Holy Hun shoots the sword and blows his wrist away. And without screaming a word, I also rolled my neck out to the ground.

After finishing three elves in an instant, Sung-hoon jumped lightly over the mantle and took the mirror out of his arms and began to signal outside for a while. And shortly afterwards, there was a glimmer of light, just like in the forest that was soaked in darkness.

'Here you are.'

As I pulled the rope from my arms and stretched it down, I began to see a familiar face shortly after. Seong Hoon, who had acted so far as he could spare, but was a little nervous because of the tension in the middle of the enemy, could feel the tension relaxing just by looking at her.

"Mirina."

"Sorry I'm late."

"Respect again. I don't know how long I haven't seen him. And you're not sorry, I'm sorry."

I promised to give a signal from the mantle, but I couldn't get to the exact location, so Seong Hoon was forced to send a single signal by beating all the mantles as he travelled along the wall for quite a long time. Of course, I just overpowered the soldiers, overpowered the vigilantes, overpowered the patrolmen, and... killed a lot of them because the elves who came for the next shift could notice the odds.

After that, it was Ciel, the Dark Elf Warrior, who had a new look on his face.

"I never thought I'd make it. I looked back a little bit. Humans."

"I have to be amazed by this. There will be more surprises in the future."

"Is there anything more surprising than this?"

Siel sighs as he looks at the Holy Hun. With Crimson's orders, Ciel, who was just moving along Myrina, did not know the details, but could easily see how great what he was doing now.

'I didn't expect to tear down the final line of defense of the elves that have been down for more than a hundred years.'

I've tried so many dark elves before, but I've never been able to break through the line of defense. The elves had absolutely no choice but to defend themselves at any cost, and eventually they were forced to retreat through defeat, even though this man was a minority. He really succeeded in invading the Dark Elves as far as the water of the world.

"I know I'm handsome, but I'm a little embarrassed to look at it that way. If you have feelings for me.."

"Shut up because there's nothing like that!"

Siel, who thought it would be better if he kept his mouth shut, began to support his comrades. Meanwhile Mirina was quietly looking down from above the mantle.

"Don't you feel confident?"

"Oh, that's not it..."

"Hmm. Still is."

"... Sorry."

"No, I'm sorry."

To be honest, Sung-hoon was also a little awkward because he always listened to Mirina with respect. However, it was important to postpone as much as possible because if you were awkward, you could go back to the old hard relationship.

"But what are you looking at?"

"I am a little worried that this number will really make the operation successful. No matter how many we have, we're only about 20."

"Twenty-two when you combine a Wanderer and an Undead."

"Of course it is, but this place is so big that I honestly think it's a little hard to cover everything with this number."

Weak when you see Mirina, who was always proud. But on the other hand, it was also a natural concern. What Sung-hoon planned was a smallpox strike at the base. Even if it was a minority elite operation, it was not worth considering given the defensive status of the Elves, but the story is different if the majority of the troops have escaped as it is now.

"Miriam. I know what you're worried about, but there's nothing to worry about. Because our power is that powerful."

The only things we've dealt with so far are top-rankers in other cities or monsters like them. So I think about it by reducing my abilities during galaxies. However, Seong-hoon can objectively understand how powerful he is when he is on a superhuman mission.

Yooseong Hun and Myrina are outstanding among users who have crossed the limit of human species. How much sacrifice do ordinary warriors, not the same top-ranker, have to make to stop the two? What kind of troops should we deploy? The answer will come soon.

"Miriam, are you ready?"

"You can go anytime."

"What about Ciel?"

"I was sad because I wanted to fight a few days ago. No more stalling."

"Borang, and Death."

"You're not going to do anything weird this time, are you?"

"Give the order."

Mirina opened her mouth as she stroked her chin as she began to reminisce about horror films, the Wanderer who appeared in the dark, the Death Knight who suddenly appeared, and the Dark Elves who were now all coming up and sorting them in order.

"I'm glad everyone's motivated, too. I won't say anything grand and bold. Our objectives are simpler without further ado. Get rid of everything that stands in the way. And burn a tree the size of which doesn't matter. Oh, I don't think it's gonna be easy, but I'm gonna light it up over there, okay? Now dissolve."

"... What?"

"Go and work for Dissolution. You're gonna sit here and kill me for a hundred days?"

"No, that's not it…."

"Then I'll move first."

I thought I'd give you a grand speech, but suddenly Kim fainted. Not only himself, but also his men, Mirinana Borang and Uchida went down lightly under the mantle, as if nothing were wrong, and began to walk forward as much as possible.

"Let's go, then."

"Wait a minute, man! You're not really going to attack like this without a plan, are you? This is too much, isn't it?"

"What's so important?"

"Even if the flagship has escaped, even if the number of elves near the water of the world is only a few thousand, it goes by default. You want to deal with a handful of these numbers with less power?"

Of course, Ciel thought that ghosts would move by assassination or terrorism. Those are the operations that can have the greatest effect on a few. However, Sung-hoon had no intention of doing so.

"My operation is head-on. Well, if you're worried, you either start a fire or you start a terrorist attack. Of course, the odds of survival are better on that side."

'What the hell is this guy...?'

Where does this endless confidence come from? I wanted to leave this other guy to go to work as if it didn't matter what happened, but because I knew that my brother, Piel, was sneaking up on this human, Ciel was forced to follow behind him as he grinded his teeth.

'If you think you're going to die, you have to save this man and run away.'

Ciel was forced to pray that the ghost would not die.

How strong are the people in The Mission?

Most people rarely come to that conclusion even though they know they are stronger than in the past. The reason is simple. I can't feel that the people around me are getting stronger, the enemies are getting stronger, and the equipment I use is getting stronger.

However, if you look at it objectively, users are already enormously strong enough to call it a human weapon. Even if all stats return only 100 humans back to Earth, they will probably recover after a few days of being shot and overcome their limits, and the world record will be remembered as a simple replaceable superhero.

So how strong are the toprankers, who are far stronger than they are, who are called the chosen strength among them, and who can count with one hand tens of thousands of people?

Qaaaaaaaaaah!

This was the answer.

Six elves scatter their flesh in the air on a single shot of their own fire. Secondary Awakeners, whether using their skills or holding them in a handcuff, will somehow survive a single attack. However, most ordinary elves did not have the means to prevent such attacks.

"Argh!"

"My leg, my leg, my leg!!!!"

"Argh, don't be scared! Shoot the arrows! There's no way humans can stand this many arrows!"

"Shoot! Shoot!"

Elves with no combat abilities, elves armed with armor and bowed, and elves who summoned the Spirit did their best to attack the Holy Hun. Numerous attacks have flown as far as arrows, spirits, magic, and dialysis, but none of them can penetrate the self-defense device used by Seonghun and bounce back.

"I was so anxious. If you got something, you should give it back. Isn't that how you grow up in gifts that come and go? Well, to be precise..."

"Run, run... Argh!"

"... It's not a gift, it's a knife."

After being shot like a lightning in the challenge of falling with a drop of blood, Seong Hun saved the lives of the elves by riding the rhythm like a joke. There were very few elves who could notice the movement. Of course, it's just a matter of noticing. Reacting to it is a completely separate matter.

Spatula.

Every time a sword swings, one life disappears, and every time a spell explodes, another life sags. It is impossible to stop Sung-hoon, no matter how much he came. Strong Thirteen? Stamina is also your own stamina. You have to deploy enemies who are really focused and able to move with all their strength, whether they are consumed or not. By analogy, they are just walking around.

"Hmm, is this what you call genocide?"

Oh, my God!

"Ugh, aaaah!"

The gaze of all the elves staring at Seonghun, who grabbed the elves' ears, began to tear with terror. The other side was that overwhelming. Moreover, what was more frightening than his strength was his attitude.

Weightless words and exaggerated behaviors that seemed to be a joke were making people feel like they had to play.

"Everyone seems nervous. Don't be so scared. I'm not that scary. But for now, just resent your princess. I'm a little upset about her."

Sung-hoon, who had not forgotten what she had received from Cristina, began to swing her sword again as she said so. When I saw her, I was confident that the dead would do all sorts of things to make me feel happy.

And as he looked behind him, he covered his mouth without his knowledge.

'... whoops.'

As a warrior in the incense of madness and cruelty, even her thick bones would turn a blind eye. The battle of ghosts was so overwhelming. No, that wasn't the only silk.

I've been watching Deadpool. It was fun.

Especially since it was more fun to push it out with 19 gold. So if you don't even notice this piece, you can push it out with 19 more gold, right?