How the Villain Lives

41. Who does?

In the face of the nonsense that the world water was burning, the elves as well as the dark elves were greatly embarrassed. For elves, World Water is a natural object to protect. With the existence of world water, elves can be blessed from the time they fly, communicate with spirits, and gain the power of Fire Master. This was, of course, nothing more than an outward-looking effect on the world water, but this was enough reason to keep it.

Of course, even with Dark Elves, the world water is not something to be rid of. The Elves wrote a provocative statement that the Dark Elves would burn the world water, but in reality they have no benefit from burning the world water. It is the purpose of the Dark Elves to bring the world water to the power of darkness so that they can receive the power of their blessing. So I was forced to panic.

"What? How the hell did the fire come from behind?!!!"

"Now, wait, stop fighting! Stop the battle!"

"Are you kidding me? Leave your hands here and they'll fall!"

If only there were elves and dark elves, things might have gone in the direction of a cease-fire once and for all. Unfortunately, there were also users among those who were fighting now. Their madness to kill enemies a little faster and score points as a reward spread around and it was impossible to hit their hands easily.

After all, I felt like the blade of Dark Elves would fly away and the Dark Elves would collapse if I pushed them a little more. Moreover, there were those who were driving this situation into chaos because of the debris in the fire house.

"Raise your swords, everyone! We must drive out all the special hordes of darkness!"

"Waaaaaaah!"

Reinforcements from Lou Church set the stage and began to ambush the Dark Elves. Of course, the number of spleen was not only prepared by the elves.

"All of you, pour out your magic! Remove the enemy's HP completely!"

"Animate Dead!"

"Summon Skeleton!"

The Black Wizards of the Dark Federation, who had arrived in extreme misdeeds a while ago, used Undead Generation magic through a large ritual that was prepared beforehand. I could say that there were quite a number of dark elves dead, as the defenses pushed the place away in a short period of time. It is the plan of the Black Wizards to attack the wall by raising all the dead bodies to an undead with more power than they had at the time.

Of course, the corpse that was used would not be able to move for half a day, but it could be said to be as effective as it is today when trying to end the fight with a short war. A chapter of chaos in which all kinds of schemes are mixed and mixed. That kind of confusion helped Arben unexpectedly.

'I wouldn't have come back so easily if it had been normal.'

Arvendo succeeded in reaching near the water of the world in a single sigh, crossing the conflict zone using the path of a tiny fairy known to Cristina. I felt like I wanted to attract more troops, but I couldn't afford to. No, I was more clumsy than that. I was sure that I would be punished for setting up reinforcements in the first place. It was best if only you and Lucia stood up.

Bloop! Bloop!

"Protect Prom Fire."

As the blue energy from Lucia's hand wrapped around her, the heat that had been transmitted to her skin began to dissipate instantly. Even though it was still a considerable distance from the world water, we could see how fiery the fire was.

"Shit."

Arben, who saw the inside of the city at first glance, muttered and grinded his teeth. Lucia seemed invisible, but she was clearly visible in her eyes. Burning cities, scattered corpses, collapsed cities. Arben, who thought it would be bad for mental health to take Lucia, came down from the tree and said.

"Lucia, you stay here."

"Yes? I can't! What would you do without me, Arben? I can't leave you alone!"

"You're helping me stay here. I may be someone else, but I don't have the confidence that two ghosts and Mirina can fight to protect you."

No, even one of them might not be able to handle it properly in the first place. Given the merit of recovering and buffing Lucia in real time and the merit of fighting while protecting her, it is concluded that it is better to go alone.

"It's also for you and for me. So stay here."

"... Okay."

I wanted to insist on going with him somehow, but Lucia unexpectedly gave up. Because if there were colleagues nearby, they might not bend easily, but in this situation they easily realize that they are disturbed. Of course, Lucia didn't just send Arben.

Cozy energy begins to envelop you. Fatigue recovers quickly.

You can feel the scent of refreshing flowers. Increases HP and Mana Recovery.

The power of the God of Light flows through your body. All attacks cause additional castle attribute damage.

A forgotten ancient power envelops the skin. Decreases the power of all attacks by 10% for a certain period of time.

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……

………

Lucia, the Saint who has the best ability to assist and heal others, uses all the magical power she has to buff and Arben's ability starts to increase appallingly. The feeling of a little fatigue felt during the battle quickly flew away and began to feel strength deep enough that I couldn't stand it if I didn't eject it right away.

"If you do this, you'll be able to breathe magic... Huh?!"

A warm, soft touch that covers your lips. Only when he barely noticed that his lips had been taken from him, did he turn his head, blushing his face as hard as he could see in the darkness.

The blessing of the Saint comes down. Maintenance time of all buffs increased by 20%.

"Come back safe no matter what."

"Uh-huh. But what do you mean by this.."

"I don't want to go fast!"

She will not pose any threat when she gets angry, but Arben starts to rush straight to the front, furious as if she were on fire. I tried to open my heart for a while, but Arben shook his head with his palms down strongly.

I'm not in the mood for that right now. We have to stop this crazy thing that is happening in front of Hansi's eyes. Arben, who entered the city thinking like that, almost unwittingly vomited.

Blood, flesh, cut body, burned corpse, smoke, and air full of grudges.

Nothing was normal. Moreover, there were no bodies that had been neatly struck and died. The whole body flew away or the flesh was torn and the expression was extremely painful and frightening.

'Did you do this?'

Arvendo kills people. But there is a crucial difference from the ghost's behavior. He does not take life as if he were playing with toys. The decision to kill the opponent is not easy, but once you make the decision, it will be sent as neatly and accurately as possible without the need to feel pain.

But ghosts are different.

As if to show it to others? A corpse hung in a row on a tree. The weapon held by one elf contained another elf. The body was severed from its ankle and burned severely.

"Madman, how can you do such a terrible thing...."

"You think you're bad, too, don't you?"

"... that voice. You're Choi Chul."

I know I was slowing down my tension, but I never thought I'd notice the enemy's presence in such a close range. Arben, who complained small to himself, pulled his sword from his back.

"You feel terrible, don't you? I'm on the same side as ghosts, but sometimes I feel like he's a little clumsy. It's a little crazy, but maybe that's a good level in the world."

"I bet the ghost was behind this. Choi Chul, did you help the ghost?"

Choi Chul slightly frowned. I tried to say something, and I just kept my mouth shut. I didn't have the heart to talk to Arben anyway.

'This is..'

'... I'm sorry.'

When Choi Chul met Cristina in a secret prison where Yooseong was trapped, the body was transformed into a wretched body. My fingers were all in the wrong direction, but they were all twisted and all over my body there were burns, wounds, lacerations, and puncture wounds. A scene where you can frown just by watching.

And the moment I saw his face, Choi Hyeol suddenly flew into anger without even knowing it.

"Is that what he does when he sees this scene and feels bad?"

"That kind of thing?"

"What you did to Yooseong."

'... I think I already found Yooseong because of the situation. Whoo.'

Arben, who had seen Choi Chul and Yooseong giving and receiving special friendships, swallowed a dry spit and opened his mouth.

"I feel the guilt of conscience too. But that's enough torture to take care of your opponent. However, it is so elixir to compare this with what Yooseong did.."

"You son of a bitch!"

Qaaaaaaaah!

"Argh?!"

Infinite pressure from Pragarach!

I am well aware of the strength of Choi Hyeol. No, I thought I knew him well. You have to play well to barely enter the topranker. Apart from the originality of combining the two energies, skill and talent did not reach other toprankers. How about a quasi-top ranker?

At this moment, however, Arben was forced to correct his thoughts.

Bourgh.

At least for one moment, if you remove the force from your arm, you will be struck.

The eyes are full of blood and the arms have clear tendons. Due to the excessive magical power emanating from it, the hair seemed to be shaking unnaturally as if it were a ghost.

"Well, well, well!!!"

Choi Chul, who took a short breath, shouted as he squeezed out all the air left in his lungs.

"Is that comparable?!!!"

Broken corpse with eyes, nose, ears, and the sea all cut off, reminiscent of a skeleton. I can't even guess how many dead bodies there are left on one side, with flesh and blood on the torch.

That was not torture to obtain information. If I'm going to get the information, I won't cut the bottom of it. In other words, he simply tortured his opponent to inflict pain. The ironborn reason for hearing that the subject of the torture was Arben was already completely blown away.

"Argh! I only have that!"

Arben was unjust in his own way. Of course, I knew that torture was not something to say. But in front of this massacre, at least it was disparaging. Even though acquaintances are valued, I didn't understand how angry these people were when they compared their deaths to their broken fingers and even recovered them immediately afterwards.

"I don't have time for you right now!"

"Yeah? Don't you have time for me? I've heard that a lot. That's what the good guys say."

"Out of my way!"

Arben, who tried to advance after defeating Choi Hyeol with a single sword, stopped his arm and retreated. The source of that energy was Choi Hyeol.

'Kill!'

Choi Chul made a commitment by grinding his teeth. Arbenman promised to kill him with all his might. It may seem foolish to risk your life for someone you haven't met recently. However, meeting time is not necessarily proportional to friendship.

Choi Chul was just a half-dead corpse that could not die. For his brother who told him his sins for a while and shared his concerns, he can give up his life as much as he wants.

'Then you should step back now and join forces with me to try to get a chance later....'

'Postpone the next chance? Don't be ridiculous. Where's the guarantee that he'll be alive until we meet again? What am I supposed to do if I die on him before that?'

'…….'

'Fighting is on my own. Killing him won't be a problem. No, the problem has already happened. Anyway, I'm glad I did, but if I die for him... I'll ask him for a back job.'

'Hey, what's this?'

'If I succeed in avenging you, think about the reward for the favor you've given me. If I fail, think about the request for a favor.'

Choi Hyeol, who had an unrealistic conversation with the ghost, shook his head and began to raise his energy as he looked back at Arven.

Goo-ooo!

"... Uh-huh."

As if gravity had doubled, Arben shed a slight sigh as his body became heavier. This is why Choi Chul wanted to fight alone. If you use your magic power to battle, your allies' existence will be disrupted. It's better when you're alone than when you can be the strongest.

"As much as you did with him."

With a slight awakening in the air due to the release of energy, Choi Choi looked at Arben and said.

"I'll give it back the same way."

The battle of Borat split Arben in two.