Lord of the Skill

The End of the Slaughter

“ ……. ”

Despite the question of fever, the deterioration test did not say anything. He slowly walks up to the stadium and draws his sword, gazing unsheathed.

Long sod.

And a short one.

Like Lee Kang-ho used it, and like Ordo Spear used it, the last two swords of the Elizels made...!

The same Dual Sword is ridiculous enough to be coincidental.

However, it is for Moon Answering.

“Yes."

The feverish man nods, looking at him, poised for battle.

“I gave up the stadium's unique class to meet you, but I'd be disappointed if it didn't come out like this. ”

When all seven were defeated, the feeble got a chance to earn a unique class.

Moment of choice.

Acorn told the heatless.

‘I'll give you a chance to challenge the owner of the night stadium to show your bravery. You could lose your life. ’

[Do you want to challenge the final floor of the stadium?]

Finally...

I can meet the man I've been waiting for.

‘Hidden classes in the Southern stadium are definitely incomparably high compared to spires. Combat after combat. Especially those who haven't learned how to bandage. ’

In that sense, I felt how great Lee Kang-ho was.

Without any information.

Alone.

Without even ranking up, he passed through the Night Stadium and met the Weakening Prosecutor.

‘Even if I chose a slow path, if I wanted to survive a consecutive duel……. ’

But what does that mean now?

He's dead.

Careless, relaxed, vacant.

Although he can explain his victory for a number of reasons, he is now clearing the stadium in a way that even Lee Kang-ho could not.

Shhh.

“Well, I didn't even think of a unique class. ”

I pulled out the curve diagram that the heatless man put on the floor.

“I've learned that talking is about seeing each other's faces. I'm gonna take that helmet off first, right? ”

Pa!!!

Before the battle cry,

Kuaaaaang...!!!

Two people bumped into each other.

“Yikes!! S-start!!!! ”

The thundering sand blows across the battlefield, whirring and hurrying out of the arena.

You raise the curve overhead and strike the heatless first toward the deterioration test.

The moment he crossed the two swords to stop the attack, he twists his left foot and draws a curved line.

Bifocal instrumentation.

Boom!! Boom!! Kuang!!!!

The attack is not just a single strike, but a series of deterioration tests are pushed.

Along with the weight of the heavy curve, the body of the thermocouplegical swordsman shivers with a fierce gust of energy.

Chuck-duck.

However, even as he stumbled, the deterioration test slightly twisted the orbit of the curve with a shortsword.

Immediately, the deterioration test does not miss a short gap that cannot even control its curves.

Beat the ground as the blade of the curve passes by.

* gasp *!!!

Longsword of the Deflation Blade aims for his neck like a whip.

“Hehe...! ”

You quickly pull out the curve and block Longsword with the side blade, but at the same time the shortsword swarms to the opposite waist.

It's fast.

It was similar to Lee Kang-ho's spear sword, but it surpassed him in all areas of speed, accuracy and power.

Heatless thought as he underwent an attack by a degradation prosecutor.

Something…….

‘It's strange...? How did Lee Kang-ho beat the degradation prosecutor? ’

Could he have gotten a sword like this without even ranking up?

Ka Kang!!!

Kaga River!!!

Continued competition.

The blade handles of the two sacks interlock together, causing the deterioration test to snap and scatter the blade like a double-edged blade on either side.

3 x Blade ().

I've seen it before, but I've never seen a sword so defenseless.

Unlike the original characteristics of the sword, a sword that aims sharply like a snake, it feels heavy like a steel sword.

4 x Blade ().

Yippee!!!

Longsword draws an arc sharply from right to left.

Kwaek...!!!

Last 5 equations ().

“Khh!!! ”

The moment I stepped back on the sword that was passing by my waist.

“ ……!!! ”

Heatlessness found itself at the end of the stadium.

Tuck.

The degradation prosecutor draws his sword, leaving behind a final blow.

He slowly walked to the center of the stadium, staring at the heat for a moment, as if he didn't approve of the outside.

That's not considerate.

Offensive relaxation.

Kwaek!!!

Seeing that, I empowered my legs as hard as I could. The ground trembles with deep footprints on the bottom of the stadium.

I did not avoid the deterioration test while watching the incoming heat.

“Ahhhh!!! ”

Non-flammable gum.

It was that moment.

When the shiftless sword was about to reach the degradation test, a pale flame appeared in his place as if it were a mirage.

At the same time, he lightly strikes with two swords.

His movements were simpler than complex swords.

However.

It was faster, more accurate, and sharper than heatless.

The inspection of the degradation test, which was like a flash of light, crammed from left to right and again from top to bottom.

Chairman...!!!

Chang! Chamber!!!

Every time the sword struck, a spark broke out.

The sound of shooting across dozens of times at the same time.

Again, the degradation prosecutor aims for a feeble crack.

Firing Blade Formula 1.

Quadrudduction!!!!!!

* * *

“Phew……. ”

How many times do I have to repeat myself?

From Formula 1 to Formula 5.

There are numerous wounds on the feeble body as the sword continues to be attacked by a degenerative prosecutor.

I was too busy holding back.

Acorn couldn't keep his mouth shut while watching the duels of the two men.

At first, my arms were cut off.

The second one is deeply embedded in the leg.

The third time, the sword grazed your waist, leaving a scar as hot as fire.

But then I stopped it three times out of five.

“Tsk.”

Heatless spits out a handful of blood.

Now, you've stopped four of the five swords, stopped the sword, and waited for the last.

“... Are you catching up? ”

Acorn sticks his tongue out as he watches the deterioration test's attack gradually return to nothing.

The best fighter in the stadium.

You have no idea how great that existence is.

But…….

The feeble face that was gradually pursuing the attack was shrouded in unknown fury, not in possibility or joy of opportunity.

Pa!!!

Once again, the deterioration test runs toward heatlessness.

“Suck!!! ”

This time it won't be easy.

Rather, feverless attempted counterattack, blocking his fifth herb.

The flameless sword unfolds as it flicks at the speed of the pole.

“ ……!! ”

I can see the trajectory of the invisible sword now.

Before you know it, your body reacts, and his sword is drawn in your head as your body reacts.

The degradation test's spear blade was blocked before it was even cast.

On the other hand, the blade of the arch flies in, aiming for his neck. At the critical moment, his throat could fly, he defends himself with a shortsword.

Pa!!!

As the sword struck, the two of them pushed each other apart.

Flurries!!!

With a window...!

The shortsword, which could not withstand the power of the curve, bounces into the air and rolls a few times, dropping to the ground.

“ ……!!! ”

Unlike so far, the push of the deterioration test has greatly changed Acorn's eyes, as if it could not be trusted.

Speaker Blade.

This is the second time I've faced this sword.

Unlike Lee Kang-ho, who had not yet perfected five herbs, the degradation test spread all the herbs.

At first, it was hard to keep up, but I managed to catch up to the sword and counter it.

Did he become stronger?

How can you fight like this with a perfect spear sword?

The sword of the degradation test was such an irregular textbook sword.

Pow.

It was then.

You look at the shortsword that fell on the floor and look completely distorted.

“You!!!!! ”

The fallen shortsword flinches toward him with an unbearable look, looking at the disfigurement test, which grips the sword with both hands.

Kuaang!!!

The plot and Longsword collide.

At that moment, the body of the deterioration test was shaken as it wobbled. His back flutters into the air, driven by the power of the curve, and falls to the floor of the stadium.

“Are you... kidding me? ”

He asked with an angry voice toward the degradation test lying on his back as a large ().

Only Acorn was embarrassed by the sudden collapse of the degradation prosecutor, and surprised at how feeble he was once again.

“You've been attacking the same pattern ever since. No, this is not an attack. Are you trying to teach me how to use a sword? ”

“ ……. ”

“Or are you ignoring me for coming all the way here? ”

Last night's Fivirina still hasn't left.

It was a feeble last gladiator with the blood of seven fighters.

Rather, the game of the day would have been more intense.

It was then.

“Kill.”

The first words of the deterioration test that has never been said.

“Isn't that what you're here for? You guys.”

The deterioration test, or Ordo Spear, looks at the heatless, blindfolded.

“…… what? ”

The unexpected words surprised me.

“It's so unfair in this world. ”

His fury, which had never been seen before, stands hidden behind the helm.

“The things we must master with the power to die are so easy for you to use under the name Skill. ”

“ ……. ”

“God has commanded me in such a absurd world. Teaching my skills to those who find the arena this night. It's ridiculous.”

Cold snow seeps into my voice.

“And the end will be your death. Just like my father did. And then someone else will take over. ”

At that moment, Lee Kang-ho passed through the heatless head.

“And then you'll kill us. It's okay to be strong. You have to teach your swordsmanship to kill them. What could be so funny? ”

Like, NPC of a fixed game.

One who cannot resist God's treachery and must follow.

At that moment, I think of Kanta Magou, who was locked in a tower and waiting to overthrow the world.

“Now I've shown you all my sword skills. ”

Kuaaang!!!!

It was then.

I smashed the curve as hard as I could, with no fever listening to him.

At the same time, Ordo's spear slowly opened his eyes, closing his eyes as if he was waiting for death.

Thung.

The helmet covering my face was torn in half.

A red line forms on the right cheek that has passed by the blade of a sharp curve.

Blood flowing along the wound fell onto the floor of the stadium.

“On whose behalf? ”

“ ……. ”

“The last boss in the Rank Up Dungeon died in vain. Is that the only treason you can think of? Then why did you make the Elizels take on such a quest? Let us kill each other. ”

Ordo Spear was speechless.

“You hated it.”

They would have hated themselves.

This is their home.

Because I thought of myself as a simple rank-up tool for breathing alive and existing.

Murder.

What is heavier and lighter than the weight of their lives or the weight of our lives?

There is no such thing.

Kantna Magou of the Flaming Spire thought so too.

Rage against God.

But he showed the expression of his anger to humans.

“I understand. But you picked the wrong target. ”

I looked into the eyes of the spear even when it was hot.

“We hate him, too. ”

15 years later.

It was like watching a fun game, watching six factions all at once, killing each other and killing each other, and the gods were laughing.

The fever that had experienced was more understandable than anyone else.

“Are you jealous of our skills? Do you hate God for giving us a system called skill? ”

Take out what you've endured.

A system called discipline.

Infinite with a title of skill creator that never leaves the system.

And instead of that system, Ordo spears oppressed by the existence of God.

The two are ironically different and similar.

The curvature in the ground trembles.

“Even if you try to master swordsmanship, even if you know swordsmanship, you cannot use it unless your skill is developed. But if you don't belong in that system, you can use your sword with only effort. Do you know what that means? ”

A system called Mastery.

A sword that can only be used with precise combat width and precision.

No matter what constraints it may have, the window will never know.

“You can learn any sword as long as you try. It can become stronger. If you want to protect your people against us outsiders, fight with your own hands. ”

“That can't be.... ”

The spear shakes its head at the words of fever.

At that moment.

“I'll do it. ”

“ ……!! ”

I never thought of that.

“I'll let you know my skills. ”

It was shocking.

As the boss of the Night Stadium, Ordo Chang only thought about giving his skills and his job to the opponent who found this place and defeated him according to God's command.

On the contrary, I never thought I'd get something.

But fever turned everything he thought was natural.

The heat that stood on the skylight of Ordo takes a step back, pulling out the bottom of the plot.

“Instead.”

At that moment, Heatless spit out the last word.

“Follow me. ”