SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

“Hehehehe!? Save the princess!”

In situations where I didn't know which side to stop, my conclusion was the only one.

I threw up.

This technique, called Narathagon, neatly avoids enemy blindness while rolling the ground...

It was just ground rolling.

Why, what? We have to live!

Miner Buried in the dust on his back. What a sight. "

The Blader raises one eyebrow.

In a nutshell, the look on your face, well, it should stop now, right?

There's always a twist in every field. The masonry ratio was exceptionally high compared to other areas. According to the College of Condors, Naritagon has been using Naritagon for the last 12 years, roughly ‘cause he's a master!’ That's something to be ridiculed by. I was unaccounted for.

“Nobody's watching anyway! Besides, I'm a martyr! ”

"I don't know what Bridge is, but I was cool. No, I'd say I'm thrilled to be back. I have just seen your evasion, and I have let go of the last words in my mind. Like a fisherman trying to catch a fish with a harpoon, I will slaughter you with a determination to slaughter you.

“This fight is illogical! ”

Phew! Phew!

Every time a Blader swings a knife, a sharp font sounds effective. Left or right? I don't know where the blade is aiming.

One way or another, let's split up. But even [left], when it all adds up, it's like 180 degrees! Whether the knife was dropped at 11: 00 or drawn at 11: 30, it was almost impossible to tell the difference!

“Dammit! This is a trial! ”

I enjoy delicate and sophisticated swordsmanship. But I can't pinpoint the enemy's attack path right now, and I can't pinpoint mine either. What do I do! I have to push with all my strength!

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Archeon Necromancer Museum.

An eighth form of clothing.

Short Edge Sword.

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I jumped off the ground and immediately opened the Shrine of Heaven. A shortsword. It's a softsword. It wields its sword in succession, as it is known by its skill name. And I just punched the error into the sword instead of the knife.

Ignorant!

Miner ……!

The Blader hurriedly teased the knife to stop my attack.

Cawing! Cawing!

Simultaneously, the swords rushed in and blasphemed him. It was a massive assault! If we can't hit it with precision, we can't bomb it!

Together, the seven forked attacks missed the four completely to the wrong place, and the two were completely blocked by the Blader's Blade, but the last one pressed down on the center of the Blader's Blade. On my mark.

Jiaying!

The Blader shatters into pieces. No matter how badly you held the blade, once it was pushed away from the pressure of the error, it was just a forge.

Blader raises his eyebrows and is surprised by the look on his face that is hard to recognize and that he doesn't want to recognize.

I heard there is a relationship with the fanatic …… sword sword. Looks like it's not just a vague relationship. It's been a long time since I've had a sword this violent. No, you have to say it's your first time since the sword.

The Blader seemed to have reassessed me in his mind.

The Frenzied At least I can't treat it as a Narathagon jock.

“Now that you know... ”

Of course, it was embarrassing for me.

The workshop just consisted entirely of the violence of error. The metaphor is blindfolded, and he swings his arms to stop the opponent from knowing where he's going. With real artillery.

If you fight, I win. But fighting like this is stressful, stress! Giving and receiving swords in a two-dimensional plane is so unfamiliar!

“Well, you've seen it. The one who has been gathering expectations that I will really defeat the tower since the sword. He's the king. He's not ashamed to surrender. Take it easy..."

Miner However, I still have 712 more swords left.

“Yes?”

As I said before, the horizon of the world is denoted as . However, this place, the 'Mad Blader’ Node, which the villagers said was filled with fear, had a straight line like a sharp fur on top of it.

To say the least.

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Everything that was shredded like a reed forest was an outward knife to the ground.

The fanatic After the day I was defeated by the sword, I realized that no matter how hard I tried, I could not defeat him with the sword. In other words, it was clear that no matter how many swords the world had, they would perish in front of the strong sword.

The Blader reaches out his right hand.

The fanatic No matter how hard the sword is thrown, my sword cannot withstand the sword. No, well, what about reverse imagination? If you consume one sword at a time, another at a time of defense, and one at a time like that, you won't have any problems, right? Even if my sword is weak, I can handle it with a disposable horse knife.

Shhh.

A knife is drawn, stuck in the ground, just waiting to be called.

The blacksmith was still digging half my body into the ground, but the blade is now free from the Blader's hand.

Photographer 712 Going forward.

"......."

The fanatic You will have to beat me within the 712 sum. Hunter. "

Hunter, I initiated the action before it was over.

Ta-ah!

You run into the ground. The Blader opens his eyes again. Didn't you expect to strike back without saying anything? I was relieved by my reckless behavior and my tone.

But the narcotics and the sneak attack are ultimately the focus of victory. There is no difference between recklessness and tiredness, to me. Now that I've confirmed that I have no intention of surrendering to the other party, all I have to do is battle.

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Archeon Necromancer Museum.

The most formal.

Asayugum 38907; Job Title.

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A Yuxi sword is a flowing sword.

A Yummy sword that can be swayed by attacks and attacks. It is a Yummy sword that is completely controlled from the edge of the blade to the tip of the blade. Stomach in the palm of my hand

Xxxxxxx). Control the flow. Be good with a knife that doesn't sound like a picksari.

I cut the flow from the palm of my hand wide and transverse.

Miner Hmm!

My sword, spread out with error, continued to fly to the right, horizontal to the earth, and cut off all the blades that were in the way.

Like an invisible hand picking up rice at once.

Posterior occipital-

The swords that were cut from my order soared into the air as if the barge had fallen.

The Cultist "Indeed,"

The Blader throws a knife. Xiaoang! A sharp hiss echoes through the air. My sword and the Blade of Blader were slammed into each other, and they were offset.

A whistle on the outside. A draw. But 11 of the 711 knives already in the ground were cut off.

It must be a painful loss for Blader.

The Frenzied Does it come out that way!

“Yes. Well, this is how it's going to come out. ”

I can step back at any time, recharge the error, and then come back.

But Moussa, who will come to this land where trade in the East and the West is cut off and all its inhabitants are afraid to approach?

The eleven Bladers' lost swords can never be replenished in a single moment.

The Frenzied How cruel! Tired! "

“In short, it's a compliment when you see someone playing a game. Anyway, 700 bags left, so it's not going to be much of a long shot if you spend 10 on a pack. ”

The Frenzied As you wish!

Blader draws his sword again.

Frenzied I'll finish you off in the short term!

And he rushed at me. Boo! The white world is engraved with the sound of the effects of the wind. The pressure was tremendous. I wonder if this is what it feels like to crowd at full speed.

“No.”

I didn't pay my respects, and I didn't fit in well with my opponent, charging in with fire. It was just a quick flick and jump backwards.

Frenzied What!

“I'm not falling for such shallow tricks. ”

Moussa came after me. I swung my sword on the way in. Xiang! As I held off the sword, Moosa drew her swords from the ground in succession and flew towards me. Ka 'ang! Xiaoang, I heard the sound of iron six times at a time.

There was no seventh blade.

Miner ……!

The Blader stops, stops, and stops pursuing.

“You didn't just take down the man who was coming back and forth here because you cared about the sword getting lost. ”

Where the Blader stops.

There, there are hundreds of swords left untouched. It was a safe area with a flat horizon at the end of Carl's tomb.

“I take the people's swords and leave them on the ground. Make this your territory. It's a trap. To draw the sword that will come back here one day and plunge it into the pit of the sword. ”

I said casually.

“But on the contrary, you cannot escape from the tomb of the sword. As soon as I got out, I lost the card to fight my error. Well, the word" winner "is used here. ”

The Frenzied "You.

“Did you use mean words to provoke me? [I'll finish it as soon as I want.] So we plotted to arouse this curiosity. I'm sorry, I hear a lot of squeals, but I'm also known for sometimes to make a nasty distinction between curiosity and curiosity. ”

I put an error on the sword.

“And I'm going to do something more sorry to you from now on. ”

The Frenzier What…….

“Like this.”

Validation.

Miner ……! Voila!

Again with the Asayu sword.

The Blader stopped my error with the sword I was holding.

There's nothing I can do. If you leave it alone, dozens of swords will fly away. If I shoot an error horizontally, the Blader will be forced to defend himself by consuming a sword.

“693 bags left? ”

But you can't pull out your sword and run towards me. As I said, this is a safe area. The safe place for me is the limb of the Blader.

“Let's get this over with. ”

In the end, at the beginning of Carl's Grave, the Blader must continue to prevent my flying attack.

If I retreat, my error will harvest the knives like a harvest rice.

If you charge forward, the Workshop will be finished and the sword will be broken and you will lose. There aren't any knives in the safe zone that the Blader can replenish.

Exhausted.

Again and again, Moussa has no other sharp way than to withstand the brute force of my error and die of dryness.

Literally. Slowly, until 600 becomes 300, 300 becomes 100, and 100 becomes zero.

Frenzied Aren't you ashamed! If it were up to you, I would have swordsmanship too. No, swordsmanship is what you saw. Shouldn't we be fighting in pairs here?

“Oh, yes. But if I fight a couple, I think I'll die by a blind sword......"

I revealed the face of difficulty.

In sum, he looked like ("8979;" 8979; "" 8979; ").

It's called .

I reveal my heart not in letters, but only in plain sight.

“Fighting in pairs is great, but it's only good if I win, right? Or a 90 percent chance of me winning. I'm not used to this world yet, but I feel like I'm losing because of stage gimmicks, not skillful fights... I don't think so... Oh, 690 now. ”

Frenzied "Khh!

“689 bags.”

I kept throwing swords at him. Maybe the error will run out on the way. What do you think? When you run out, I'll go back to town and get some rest. Then come back and forge the Blader blades with a new start.

Perfect plan.

“685 bags.”

The Frenzied "Damn……!

“680 Sacks.”

Miner Nonsense……!

Every time a knife is broken, the Blader takes a step back.

It became -- -- and then --

Maybe one day Carl's entire tomb will be flat.

It's only a matter of time.

"You can't do this. My efforts, my blood and sweat, can't end like this!

“Don't you think it's tiresome to have a fortress stuck here? ”

The Frenzied It is justified preparation!

“Then this is also the right thing to do! ”

Carl's grave narrows in no time. The original 700 blades were reduced to 500, and the Blader stared at me with a heavy breath.

Guan Huuug…… Huuug, huuug….

You're not exhausted from your low stamina.

There is no way. There is no way. Following the painting I made, I have no choice but to be pushed towards the end of the line. In this way, the psychology of desperation gives people fatigue.

And then, there was an explosion.

The Frenzied Oooooooooo!!

A frenzied man crashes into place. The rattling blades fly around the fanatics before they set foot. Like an arrow tearing the air apart.

No, actually it was a myriad of arrows flying horizontally.

“Haha!”

I raised my sword vertically. Then it lowered back down vertically. I repeated it, and just as before, I overlapped the error and created a huge wall.

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Towards the wall I made, the wooden man, the Blader, lunged.

The mines from which the blade was blown, followed by the Blader's Blade.

Boom...!

There was a struggle.

Boom...! Boom, boom...!

The Blader is not the only one with a knife. Punching, kicking, elbow-punching, knee-punching, punching and hand-punching all kinds of violence that humans could show, I made [a wall]. I vomited.

It was pouring.

And I'm exhausted.

The miner "Khh…….

Finally, the fanatic kneels.

The wall I built did not break.

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■ OTL

“The battle is won. ”

I said, perhaps my speech bubbles are significantly slower than before. It's like lowering your message speed to the lowest level.

I used my strength to maintain the walls. But I was standing, and the Blader was on his knees. It was clear who had won and who had lost.

The Freak Damn it! Damn…….

The Blader also did not dispute. I just spit it out.

Then it is the right of the winner.

I told you.

"From now on, I want you to answer my question. ”