How the Villain Lives

55. Lucky Mangem.

"Somebody kick some dirt out!"

"Up, Wind!"

As the breeze blows, the sand that had sprung up slowly starts to walk to one side. Everyone's gaze began to be drawn to Crater, who really fell like a meteorite, and Kim Lee Hyun was forced to distort his expression as if the sand had finally disappeared completely.

"... You're so tough, but you're not Jack or Yooseong Hun, but you lose one-on-one to a fat guy."

The limbs twisted in a strange direction, like a frog. Severe bruises or muscles appeared all over the body, but Sergey held his neck with his eyes upright and a strong forearm. It was clear who would win and lose, but Sergei's expression was as stiff as if he had chewed a cow.

As usual, the moment the technology entered, the force limit should have been shattered and killed immediately. However, because of the long reach of the window rather than the Thumstone file drivers being so intense, the Meteo Strike unfolded first, and eventually, due to offset parachute energy, it was barely possible to save lives. Of course, I just avoided it immediately. I couldn't avoid fainting for a while, and I couldn't help being overwhelmed by Sergei in that gap.

'If it wasn't for this situation, would I have won?'

Even with very minor things like conditions, terrain, enlightenment, superiority, and psychology, victory and defeat were abundant, and we knew better than anyone that fighting in a state where we were convinced that each other was perfect did not happen in practice. Nevertheless, Sergei could not give up the bitter feeling.

So did the helmsmanship, but the skill Meteo Strike that I showed at the end was creepy enough to imagine. I didn't even think that a warrior could use a Bronze Machine, and I was surprised that its power was unimaginable.

"It's a meaningless assumption anyway, but if you fought alone, the outcome might have been different."

Whether there is a penalty in the technology itself, or if the people around you didn't do everything in their power to get caught, they would have been unconditionally defeated if they had blown Meteo Strike from the outset with their distance restrained by the helmsman.

"... Uh-huh."

"You're waking up fast, too. Is it because you're a top-ranker?"

Khhhh!

"Phew, Phew?"

"I'm sorry, but I need you to stay this way for a while."

"Hey, let go of this... Argh!"

"If you keep rebelling, it's not me who's in trouble. Well, it didn't start well, but I personally like you a lot. I'm not going to kill you. I just want you to stay like this for a while."

"Who said that?!"

One way or another, the pressure on the neck began to grow more and more frequent. Just as soon as it exploded, I was able to breathe with a slight loosening of the force that was tightening my neck only at a close time when my face was bitten red and spitting.

"Give it up. You're already perfectly caught. Whatever your opinion is, I make a judgment."

"... Grug, grug."

When I carefully applied the force that entered my forearm and maintained the condition just before suffocation, I was forced to be completely captured by Sergei, making a barely boiling sound. Then Sergei, who was lookin 'around, immediately shouted in a loud voice.

"If you come near me without my permission or do anything useless, I will kill this impotent man and deal with him immediately! So be careful not to let the fire shit splash in here! Hahahahaha!"

"Hmm. I don't understand."

Kim Lee Hyun, who heard Sergei, scratched his head for a moment. In common sense, it was only natural for him to break his neck and join the battlefield, but he couldn't understand if he was trying to stay still while holding his neck hostage. It's not just a bad story, though, if you can use your useless force to catch Sergey.

'I'm sorry, but I have to get off this battlefield. If it's a vaginal battlefield anyway, even if I have one, the results won't change. Personal safety is our number one priority, right?'

Even if we win this battle as long as the situation has deteriorated so far, the final stage attack will have to be postponed. Then there was no reason to remain here anymore. Even if you win, if you're surrounded by the battle and die, it's over and you lose, and that's how you save your life.

"I didn't expect to bring a small number here, but should I reach out to Yooseong Hun in case?"

Eventually, Kim Lee Hyun left behind the deadlock without hesitation and disappeared into the crowd. As Kim Lee Hyun, who was vigilant during the Silver Moon, stepped back gently, Sergei took a sigh of relief and slightly loosened his forearms.

'I would have done my part if I had gotten here. Yooseong Hun, when are you going to stop this pointless war?'

"Fire, lightning, dwell in my sword!"

Along with a lighter stir, both sides of the longsole began to water red and yellow. It was surprising that the sword and sword were perfectly divided, giving them a different kind of magic, but this was only the preparatory stage of the skill.

"Violent Brain Sword!"

When the Raging Brain Sword, which originally had only Lightning properties, was spread with the same enchanted sword, its power began to jump several times in an instant. It seemed like a very simple combination, but from the root of martial arts and magic, the technique of melting into one so that other forces would not be countered was never something anyone could do. Unless Arven had a grand Hidden class called Epic Hero.

"Argh!"

Anyone who can stop Arben's sword in front of him, coupled with the welcome magic that he launched with a Demibeast, will probably not be ten people in this entire world. And unfortunately, the man in front of Arben was one of those few.

Fissit!

The flame, which seemed to be burning anything, suddenly faded away like the fire of a matchstick. The thunderbolt, which fluttered violently like lightning falling from the sky, literally wanted to flash like lightning for a moment, but disappeared without going anywhere.

"If this is all I'm going to be disappointed in."

"Khh!"

Arben grinds his teeth vigorously, staring at the monster Mirina, who was destroyed by a single sword. I was guessing it wasn't easy. Since the first time I saw her, her black face has risen to an infinitely high level.

But I didn't think it would be easy to lose. Late she regained consciousness and began to genuinely grind the sword, and above all there was nothing for her that was magical to herself. He thought that if he combined the two forces together, he would at least be able to confront them on an equal footing. But the reality was so miserable.

'It doesn't work! Nothing!'

Numerous linkages created after the effort to cut blood and bones have been destroyed in vain before the edge of the sword in Miri. I would have understood a kind of magic test like myself, but I was even crazier and more jumpy because I knew she was a pure test.

Oh, shit!

After scattering the prisons of the lightning strikes that flew over all sides in pieces, even the smashing of the incoming strikes that followed began to blow net-like screenings towards Arben. At first glance, there were gaps all over the place, which seemed like an attack that could easily be knocked down, but Arben set up a huge earthen wall and fell behind him.

"Soi Bull Shi, a member of the Celestial Observatory. If you were trying to resist with your clumsy sword, you'd be trapped in the net and thrown away. Too bad."

"... What do you mean it's too bad?"

"If you get hit by this technique, at least you'll be able to go without pain, without even dying. If you're gonna die anyway, you better die comfortably, right?"

"……."

"I was so proud that I had something to hide, but I don't think so."

Arben suddenly stuttered with remarks based on the premise that he was dying. I am angry that everything contained magic magic is treated like nothing, but what is more unjust than that is that Miri's words were never arrogant and could not be denied.

'... If I hadn't fought while watching, I would have been judged.'

Of course, even if I looked at it, I only had it in my hand so that I wouldn't die anywhere. All of the swords, all of the magic, all of the linkages that she spreads, she wields one sword and it breaks down like magic. After all, Arben was forced to hide his emotions and take his own thoughts out of his mouth.

"How the hell did this happen? How did this happen with two swords?"

"Two swords?"

Mirina, who was about to pop out, paused with a slight stiffness at Arben's words.

"I can see how rotten your mindset is by putting the word" only. "Apparently, I thought he was a great guy."

"Rotten? Even though I might be possessed by swordsmanship, against you who only have swords, I have harmonized swords and magic! This will never happen!"

Even with all things like power, speed, diversity, and ability to cope with situations, your magic skills can't be milled by swordsmanship. Then, Miri, in Arben's earnest cry, said with a smile that reminded him of the Holy Hun.

"You've added a sword and magic, so you'll be stronger than a sword? This is not a number play. Adding one to one doesn't make it two. Rather, it forced two distinctly cleaved forces into one, and so did I."

"I didn't force you to make it one! I must have achieved something equal to nothing and magic.."

"That's what forced us to unite. It's a grand harmony, but ultimately, it's just a magic trick that uses swords as a base to add magic."

There are many decorations in the Christmas tree. But what happens if you put a small size and a thin column on a tree that is so heavy and so colorful? There will never be a good result.

'If I had to, I would have had to have a 7: 3 ratio between swordsmanship and magic. After trying to match it to 5: 5, it turns out to be a weed, not an idol.'

Of course, that's enough to go anywhere, but at least one of the two fields of swordsmanship, magic, and antiquity is futile.

"After all, it was only the twins of Seonghun from one to ten. I was the fool I expected."

"I mean, am I a mate?!"

"You know that Sung-hoon fights the same way as you do, right? But that level is the difference between heaven and earth. For Sung-hoon, sword magic is just one of the means to win."

Arben, who was trapped in the limit of the sword, or blind to the imagination of magic fusion with the sword. On the contrary, he was a true strong man who could not keep up even with his toes. I was wondering if I could see the image of the Holy Spirit through Arben, but it was just a vain expectation after all.

'Compared to the already transcendent concepts of swordsmanship and magic, this one is just a fool who is happy to combine the two forces together clumsily. It's just a waste of time to fight anymore.'

Thanks again to your readers, I've painted another Fan Art! Huff

Colorbone and black and white! Every time I get something like this, it's bad for my heart health...

I would like to hang the cover in my mind, but I won't leave the finishing touches for long, so I will continue to change the cover so suddenly that I am familiar with the decoration of the work (last reported incident.., hmm), so I will put Fanart in the setting field, not the cover (of course, not today, but tomorrow for a sigh).

Thank you so much for drawing Fan Art!! ◗ ◗