How the Villain Lives

51. Time

'Above, it was dangerous.'

If I hadn't sacrificed one arm, I would have suffered so much that I couldn't have fought right away, even if I hadn't died. To fly the sky as a free material was to take enough risks. As I took out the potion and scattered it on my arm, I quickly turned around and realized that something was approaching me. Soon I was forced to check its identity and make an outrageous look.

"... What kind of metamorphic robot is that?"

His truncated arm was attacking him, moving freely as if it were a horror movie. It may have to be one arm, but it was impossible to compare it with the phantom arm.

'Well, if you hold one arm, I'll do what I have to do.'

The gaps that arise from self-immersion may be quite large, but at the same time it is much more advantageous if one arm of the gull is sealed off. Moreover, it may be somewhat classic, but it takes time to get rid of it. It was the beginning of an unpaid battle.

'That just happened?!'

The ghost suddenly left the battle, but at the same time took an arm of the boss monster who was forced to fight melee, so it was rather profitable. The evidence suggests that only one arm of the cave was forced to retreat under the joining of top-rankers. But more important than that now was stimulating Arben's head.

The wings of light emanating from the Ghost's back were the skills Meteor met during the Black and White Battle. Of course, there are many of the same skills in this world. The most common are skills such as Illusion Sword or Backstep, which all warriors are rumored to be good at coming from the Basic Martial Arts series. However, that was the case with low-rated skills everywhere, and it was almost impossible to learn the same skills unless they were intentionally aimed at as they rose.

'Different technologies with similar forms? No, if I remember correctly, that's definitely the same skill. What the...?'

"Arben!"

An attack that struck a gap in another mind for a while. Fortunately, Alex stumbled in the middle and blocked it with a shield, but the movement of the fall began to castrate once the connection, which was made like a sophisticated mechanical device, began to squeak. Arben, who flew forward to resist the fall, bites his lips and gives strength to his eyes.

'Stupid! You can think about that later! Where's the cleft in your arm?'

Questions are enough when the fight is over. Arben, who had sold his eyes for a while against Gould, rebuked himself forcefully and began to continue his aggression without saving his body. Swords, spears, shields, daggers, arrows, and many other types of serpent-men were moving solely to destroy one target at will, and the gulf was pushing one arm and the darkness itself to hold out as much as possible, but at a glance it was disadvantageous.

Arben didn't ask me to challenge with just 10 people. First of all, Death Rod is a monarch-type monster that summons and strengthens undead with powerful powers, not just wizards. His power had already been cut by more than half, and the winner had already tilted in this direction since the time he drove to the melee without giving him a nick.

Kwajik!

Myrina's examination confirmed that her shoulder armor was broken and murmured with a feeling of collapse.

[Very well prepared. You don't even know me that well enough to gather such a few heroes in an era.]

It took quite some time, but they were still selling, and in contrast, they reduced their magic power considerably, but they also accumulated considerable damage. Of course, even if all of his masterpieces were sealed, he would not be so vain.

Even though there was no Saint in the rear who continued to restrain himself with divine power, there was no man holding Pragarah and installing it, not using magic, but there was no woman who cooled her intercourse with a twin sword, and there was only one arm left, it might have been a somewhat plausible fight.

'This way, you're my best man. Then let's look for an opportunity.'

As the rebellious gulf swung his sleeve and began to solidify the guard and accept the attacks silently, the battle began to show longevity. People were not excited about what they didn't think of as a counterattack.

Lucia began to accumulate divine power consistently in case of an unknown situation, and Mirina stopped aggression and stranded herself in a moderately restrained direction. There is no shortage of vigilance for boss monsters in class S missions that should never be underestimated. However, simply knowing that fact by head and actually applying it to action was a completely different dimension of the problem.

Kwajik!

'This guy, it's too easy to be nervous, isn't it?'

The warrior smiles as his spear leaves a pretty big wound in the armor of the cave. At first I was quite vigilant, but never so nervous. Just being powerless like a sandbag without any skills was making the enemy look shallow.

Don't slow down the tension until the end! No matter how long it takes, I'll make sure of it!

Arben may be an ideal leader in all respects, but he thought it was too much to be cautious about. You can only see the sound that just blew. I didn't know anything before, but now I wanted to make myself recognized as a strong man on the top rankers.

Kaga River!

Chewing Arben's words to keep the siege thorough, instead of going deep, he jumped forward if bored and attacked the body of the gulf.

A woman named Mirina didn't move at a horrible speed that she wouldn't dare to use or encounter with anything special. The idea that he would somehow be able to do it also began to dominate his head when he pushed down on his movements with normal speed and motion that he could also replicate.

'Just once, just once.'

I felt like I was haunted by a ghost. In my head, my body began to move first because my thoughts were specifically fruitful.

"Tangmashinchang!"

I thought I could definitely achieve greater results by moving faster, stronger, and more spectacularly. However, he was not able to move skilfully in the preview, and that fact produced a completely different result.

"Stop!"

"This fool is a faction..."

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the looks and voices of my colleagues began to fade. He shook his lips to say something, but his body did not move at all, as if pressed on a scissor. And that was his last memory.

Woodpeck!

"No, sweetie!"

The spear he blew went right through the chest of the cave. Of course, that was possible because the Gould deliberately lifted its defensive magic. Once attacked, the gull stretched out its arm and grabbed its neck and smashed it into a blow. While giving out bones and gaining weight, Miri was slightly admired, and Arben and the Hope people began to reveal sorrow and anger.

"Dare you, dare you!"

[This is a unilateral position where life is unilaterally sacrificed because of a sudden resurgence. If you're so angry with the death of one person, don't you honestly think so? Well, it's not like we're having a sitcom conversation like this.]

"Shut up! Monsters have to work hard!"

[I thought you'd say that. If you get hurt, you'll pay me back, won't you? Now I'm ready to fight back.]

Soul drain

As the corpse began to sprout and dry as if it were winding up quickly, the armor of the cave, which had been shredded or broken, began to recover and the energy emanating from the body also seemed to change even more strongly.

"Are you pulling health from the corpse and recovering it?! Damn it, everybody, watch out! You can catch it if you take it one step at a time, just like you did so far!"

[If I fight alone as I have so far, I might, but the situation will change a bit with one more ally.]

Summon

Elder Death Knight

An explosive scam began to erupt from a body that had turned into a mira and returned to the appearance of an enemy who would have been alive soon after. Clearly, however, it was different from the man I just met. Standing here was an undead monster summoned to mediate the corpse. I was alarmed by the appearance of the excellent undead without any indication, but I felt it was too early to be surprised.

Dark blades, shadow armor, paralytic explosions, Berserk, bless of darkness….

It happened in the blink of an eye. I was very hesitant for a moment, but at that moment, the energy and livelihood emanating from Desknights were amplified more than a few times. Of course, if it's compared to the gulf, it's easy. The problem, however, was not that Death Knight was alone, but that he was with Gould.

[Go and carry out your mission.]

"Khhhhhh!"

A silver-white spear cuts through the space and begins to shoot at those who were colleagues. Arben, who was watching from the other side, almost threw up a scream at the horrible speed. There was no easy way for others to deal with an attack that would have been quite difficult for them. However, the people gathered here were also skilled.

Pueng

"I won't be attacked in vain!"

As soon as Lecter gives the order, Lecter creates an incarnation without worrying about a word and retreats. According to instinct warnings, he saved his life in close proximity, but there was no ability for Lecter to avoid a second attack. However, Lecter grabbed the dagger with a relaxed expression.

'You don't have to avoid the attack. Because….'

Oh, my God!

'I didn't have to avoid it in the first place.'

After being caught in a pre-set trap and throwing a dagger quickly towards Desknight's glabella, which was momentarily slowed down, Lecter began to move quickly elsewhere, lowering his posture. I stopped him from being attacked in vain, but he wasn't a strong enough opponent to defeat the thief himself head-on.

It's a little ugly, but you have to be near Arben or Mirina to live. It wasn't just Lecter. Until now, people who had moved well on their own had begun to mate indifferently, which meant that the restraints that were facing the bend were weakened.

"... You're not an easy opponent to see."

Obviously, the prevailing one was this way, but the winch tilted with a moment of carelessness. Miri, who skillfully moved the twin swords and kicked out the flying magic bullet, decided to step out and change the atmosphere and immediately realized something and shouted.

"Everybody get back!"

If it was Arben who said this, if it wasn't for another top-ranker, everyone would have moved without worrying. However, Myrians from other cities were problematic. I thought Mirina couldn't move according to the order.

"No! Everybody out!"

With a slight discrepancy, Arben also noticed Mirina and gave an order, but his order was a little late. The energy begins to radiate again around the gulf. If there was one difference, this time thousands of dark blades with direct physical power started flying in full space.