Mangem's Paladin

The middle boss's name was' Khan's agenda Bayantimour '. Originally, he had to guard the front of the stairs going down from the 120th floor to the 121st floor.

However, Bayantimour was waiting for the players in the heart of the 120th floor.

As the attackers advance, a huge oak blows out in the darkness. That enormous oak said.

"I, Bayantimour, am a great jeweler, and I am a great jeweler. Who are you to kill Khan's Owl?"

Players recognized that enormous oak was the Bayantimour.

The appearance of the mid-boss, not the time, surprised the players, but did not seem strange. It's like a monster out of his place on a board of machine horses. What's so weird about that?

"That son of a bitch talks to us. Do you have a line like that?"

"The Orcs won't be able to talk to us? You must have learned."

"Crazy, how long has the mob learned the new language?"

The attackers carefully looked around Bayantimour. Bayantimour was also the boss who was usually known to carry escorts. If so, how many would you have brought?

I can't see the sleepy oaks around him right now. However, the wand of the wizards was flashing as if it were detecting life and warning it.

'I think I hid the sleepers behind me, maybe a bunch of them.'

Kim Byung-won cautiously rang the bell. Rescue signal.If you wait a little longer, the left and right parties will come to support you.

I hope they don't attack until then.

Kim Byung-won bites his lips, begging so deeply. Fortunately, Bayantimour did not immediately overflow. Instead, he stood there and recited a boss-down line that no player would listen to.

"You, Skin Nuron Kovool." It's not even a tall disaster. They're earthlings. They shouldn't be here. Go back. I do not welcome you. "

The wizard's staff flashes more and more intensely. More enemies are approaching. It is not just to create an atmosphere of Boss War, but to make time for an ambush.

A brief confrontation followed. And the Orcs' support arrived before the players' support.

Behind Vayantimur's back, the orcs reveal themselves in the darkness.

"Shit."

Kim Byung-won sighed at the size of the orcs. There were many of them. There was a lot. However, it takes some time for support to come.

Everyone in the headquarters was preparing for a brawl.

The article came to me without a sound.

Players noticed the sweetness of the article not through hearing, but through perspective.

The knight appeared driving the light.

A luminous afterglow, and even a massive knight, swept through the darkness, clearly brightening the surroundings. It was a knight on a bike.

The paladin, 233 cm in length, had a sack of spear firmly attached to its side.

The Orcs perceive the noiseless assault later, relying more on hearing than usual. When he turned his head and felt something strange, an oak had already been stabbed in the spear and fell away, and another oak had been trampled on the bicycle wheel.

Orc was the escort of Khan's two brothers, Bayantimour. With the death of the two oaks, the front of Bayantimour is completely pierced.

As a result, Gunuk was immediately able to face Bayantimour.

Gunwook gets off the bike and takes the Holy Sword out of the inventory.

"Your--"

Before the Orc's mouth vomits something, Gunwook attacks first.

A huge shield overflew Bayantimour. As a mid-boss, Bayantimour was not struck by the attack. I jumped back and avoided him.

I aim for the gap and stab Gunwook's holy sword.

Vayantimur hurriedly twists his head to avoid it, but the burning pain has overwhelmed him. The blade tore through the ear canal.

Bayantimour roars and swings the axe, but is blocked by the shield. I didn't even hit the shield hard. With the shield face slanted, the axe slipped.

Gunwook's counterattack immediately returned.

After precisely stabbing him in the throat, Bayantimour avoided him close. No, I didn't avoid it properly. I slit my throat slightly and shed blood.

Bayantimour scours the surrounding area to see why other Orcs are not helping him. I realized I wasn't helping. He was dying to help. Vayantimur groaned as he looked at the bodies of his men who had been crushed by ice flakes around his neck and face.

I shouldn't have sold my mind so much.

The shield of Gunwook is overflowing again with tearing air. Bayantimour did not avoid it well this time. I tried to stop him by kicking him in the foot, but it was of no use.

A heavy shock struck his body. When Vayan Timur's body swayed, Gunwook stabbed him right in the face.

Vayan Timur, who was stabbed in the back, screams.

Gunwook weighed his entire body and embraced and crushed Bayantimour. Bayantimour was a giant oak, but Gunwook was even bigger and heavier. Bayantimour couldn't bear that weight.

Whether running to save my beloved Bayantimour or not, the Orcs did not approach the area. The running oak's body freezes, a rock wall rises and blocks it, and the ice flare pierces their precipice.

While the witch was protecting him, Gunwook stabbed the Holy Sword deep into the fallen Vayantimur's neck.

There was no insubordination. Only Valverdun, meaningless.

Another five-digit EXP announced the death of the Intermediate Boss.

[Level Up]

The feeling of a whole body being reconstructed, the excitement of feeling at any time, covered my head.

In the heat, Gunuk roared. A Crusader's battle cry to attract the attention of enemies.

At this moment, however, I watched the shining crusader, not only the enemy, but all my allies.

"What is it?"

Then another party arrived to apply. They were embarrassed that Orcs and players were not confronting each other.

At that time, the commander of the attack team, Kim Byung-won, was dumb and frozen. Then I woke up and shouted.

"Hostiles are coming. Get ready to hang on."

Kim Byung-won thought the Orcs would be furious because the captain of the enemy was dead. I will attack fiercely with a pattern of widening explosions.

But the oaks roared, and their eyes ran dimly.

The Orcs turn their backs on it. With his back like that, he began to run out into the darkness.

The runaway orcs stare at the players with a dismayed gaze.

That's how the Intermediate Boss War ended. Very pulsatile.

A moment later, in the dark, a little witch approaches on a bicycle. I jumped off the mount and asked.

"Ogre, did we climb the rep? You're up, aren't you?"

"Uh, it's up."

I was in the middle of a mix-up. Gunwook turns his head in surprise at the sudden mating sound.

Kim Byung-won was clapping. Pair, mate, mate.

Far from it, the Bonanza players who were standing next to him clapped their hands. The sound of applause soon filled the darkness. I'm not worried that the Orcs will overrun once I hear it. The Orcs have escaped. I never knew there was a pattern of Orcs fleeing.

Gunwook was looking at the players with a nice applause. I saw a player with no applause in his eyes.

It was the face I knew.

The wizard's sequel was staring at him. What's wrong?

'I feel angry when I see someone who doesn't like it.'

That feeling was understandable. However, the ferocity of that emotion, which was clearly beyond jealousy, was incomprehensible.

Anger was swirling in the twisted face of her period. Someone will know that they killed their parents and their children.

"You pathetic human."

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The Great Orcs admired Khan's agenda Bayantimour.

Respect is not an emotion to feel like a few days together. And the Orcs have been together for an unusually long time. It's been a long time since I was killed and regained empty in my head.

That's why the Orcs here are far from empty with nothing in their heads. Knowledge and experience have watered down its head. Enough to dare to choose to flee in an oak way of thinking that disgraces terror.

I wasn't the only fugitive to save my life.

It was a strategic retreat.

The surviving Orcs joined the pack and reported the consequences of the encounter. The venerable Khan's agenda was destroyed. The enemy is very powerful. Even that many. You can't just fight and win.

I've prepared an operation in case.

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"When I'm level 55, I'll learn the magic of the world. I'll come! In the meantime, I can save skill points and take several pictures. What should I take? Cold explosion? Blizzard? Dialogue?"

"The cold explosion is wide-spread, isn't it? That must be taken."

Gunwook was walking back to his original position, the right-hand party. I have spoken to witches as well as other party members.

Kim Jong-hmm, a priest who had not said a word all the time because of the tension, has long since regained his free time. Kim Jong-hmm opened his mouth in a light voice.

"You're really quick to level up. It would be so nice."

The witch replied.

"It's good and it's not bad! We're usually experiencing this kind of speed."

"So you'll catch up with our level in no time? No, you'll overtake him in no time."

"Absolutely!"

As the witch was killing, the shooter's country told Gunwook.

"We'll get on the ground when we're done."

It wasn't a ritual word. In fact, he wondered whether it was beneficial to build rapporteurs. The whole country said it had its own address. The whole country decided that this huge paladin would grow at an explosive rate, and when it got to know him, it was definitely us.

The party moved forward in a more peaceful atmosphere. There was no defeat, and all victory was overwhelming. I've been walking for a long time.

Gunwook said.

"I don't encounter orcs too much."

A smile disappeared on the edge of his mouth.

He also asked with a refined look at the situation across the country.

"You think it's bad?"

"It's not good. You think the Orcs are saving their troops to prepare a huge room?"

"No matter how many troops you save, you won't be able to gather. Monsters can't gather in the Infinite Dungeon at once. Forty, no matter how many you get together. Like the players."

"Forty, isn't that what we're going to do with forty oaks per party?"

"Orcs won't be able to gather so much instinctively. I'm not here for twenty."

"So you're never going to get together?"

"I can't guarantee it. These bastards are so unpredictable."

At that time, they were making similar predictions in the attack force headquarters. Attacking Captain Kim found that the Orcs' raid was never a good thing, and that this situation is the same as the tranquillity before the storm. And I thought we should get together before the storm hit.

It was a car that sounded the bell and instructed the base to assemble. A shooter standing next to Kim Byung-won shouted.

"A sign of salvation! On the left, ah, on the right."

The bell was buzzing. On either side of the mainland.

It was a signal requesting support towards the headquarters. The parties on both sides were simultaneously ringing the distress signal.

"Both parties were raided at the same time? Is it a coincidence or '· · · · ·'

Which one should I apply for first? Kim Byung-won was desperately rolling her head.

The worrying and rewarding vanished in an instant. The base was unable to go to support another party.

"Orcussss!"

Orcs have also raided the mainland. Twenty oaks, quite a lot to handle in the mainland.

No, it wasn't just the Orcs.

The Orcs have brought a group of prisoners. What is their skin like in the afterglow?

[LV.2 Shooter Kim Do Yeon]

[LV.1 Crusader Oh Seung Hun]

They were human prisoners.

'Why are you away so much?'

I didn't come here to be a human shield. If that were the intention, they would have put the prisoners ahead, but the Orcs were bringing the prisoners behind you in the middle of the front. What's wrong?

Kim Byung-won's head rotation was fast in his own way. I quickly understood their intentions and shouted with horror.

"Kill those bastards first!"

Thirty years ago, several armies of powerful nations stepped underground and were destroyed. Underground darkness swallows up light as well as radio waves. I didn't know exactly what happened because of it.

It was years after that that that the reason for the annihilation of the army was revealed.

Players hiding underground knew it was possible to survive underground. Then he went through a few accidents and trial and error and found one law.

There should not be too many people in the basement, the so-called Infinite Dungeon. It's hard to take too many people underground for threats or insubordination and go into retribution.

Not more than forty people, to be exact.

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