Taming Master

Ian's overwhelming power has turned the atmosphere of the battlefield upside down.

Users of human factions who were sticking to their defensive advances began to move more and more confidently.

However, this did not mean that the overall weakness of the power was suddenly becoming stronger, and the right-wing horsemen began to regain their senses.

Ian also couldn't run like a loosened calf for the first time, so he fell back a little bit.

After some knowledge of Ian's power to the enemy, it was now dangerous to shake the enemy's center.

Ian, who had fallen behind, naturally began to rule the entire battlefield as he had before.

Rankers like Remir, Fiolan, Herss and Huni received Ian's message and controlled their territory.

Ian was looking at the overall situation and balancing it with the power he wanted to push.

‘Tiny but gradual victory is coming our way. ’

The current dimensional war was larger than the previous major battle of the Central Continent.

So, no matter how much Ian flipped one side by himself, when all the other places began to be pierced, there was no answer.

And Ian knew that.

‘I'll watch from behind, and if I see any Horse Rankers, I'll have to go cut them off. ’

Ian's gaze continued to sweep through the entire battlefield.

The existence of a flying ‘pin’ made it possible.

Boom-boom-boom!

You hear Margie explode everywhere.

The majority of these explosions were created by the Mage's Wizard class, the ‘Magi Explosion' skill used by users.

Magi Explosion was the most basic skill of the Magi wizards, but it cost very little and was a fixed-damage skill proportional to the amount of pure 'Magi’.

Basic damage wasn't as big as 70,000-10,000, but it was literally a ‘high efficiency’ skill.

Moreover, for human users with an anti-magic force that converges at 0, there was considerable damage because the figure of 70,000-10,000 came in unyieldingly.

Ian frowns slightly, looking at his maggot explosion skills that are warming up the battlefield.

‘That's too much pressure for a human faction. Is there no way?’

Ian's anti-horsepower wouldn't be scared at all because it only took 2-3,000 damage, but it was very threatening to other users with more than three times the fixed damage in a row.

‘We need to eliminate one of the horse classes that looks well controlled first. ’

Ian controls the fins, making slight movements in the air of the battlefield.

And after using the features to navigate to hidden heights, he pulled out a legendary bow sack from his inventory.

Users of the horse class were struggling in the depths of the battlefield because there was no way to catch them unless it was a ranged attack.

I wanted to get off the rock and shoot my bow whenever possible, but I couldn't find an angle to shoot my bow.

My archery hasn't rusted in a while, has it? ’

Ian, with a bow in his left hand, pulls out a bow full of misguided arrows and carries them on his back.

Ian smiles, placing an arrow on the protest.

“Shall we start making money? ”

Mythril arrows cost an enormous amount of 1500 gold each.

Prices are too expensive for ordinary users.

Even ranker archers were arrows that were too expensive to recommend, but Ian didn't mind.

It cost about 150,000 gold to buy a hundred, but I thought Ian was worth it.

Even Ian was so desperate that it would cost him thousands of rounds, but that wasn't Ian's style.

"+15% Atk, with Defense and Magic Defense Piercing Options… Plus, it's a little tricky, but it also has the option of dealing more damage to the Horsemen and the Undead." ’

Ian had fallen back about 20 minutes, so Aggro was in a lot of trouble.

Ian secured himself by squeezing the seat on the pin's back with both feet, slowly pulling the bow protest towards the first target.

"One at a time...! ’

Ian only aimed at those with less than half their lives.

If you are not killed by an arrow, you will be aware that the target is an attack from Ian.

Because then Aggro would be drawn back, and he wouldn't be able to shoot with peace of mind.

‘Now…! ’

Ian focuses on his mind and aims at the target, releasing his arrows without hesitation.

Peeing-!

The Misrill arrow that left Ian's bow protest flew to the horseman user who was casting a surprise explosion tearing the space.

Phew!

A twisted, misguided arrow sucked into the left chest!

[You dealt fatal damage to user ‘Millie’!]

[Due to the Attack Boost effect of Misrill Arrows, deals 15% more damage.]

[Attacks the user of the ‘Horse' tribe for an additional 9% sacred damage.]

Ian put an arrow in the red spot marked by a weak spot and clenched his fist.

‘Okay! This is what I like to taste. The missile arrows are better than I thought. ’

The Horseman who was casting magic died without even knowing it, and Ian's shooting continued.

The battlefield was a chaotic environment close to mine, and in that situation, no one could care about the identity of the arrow that flew from the air.

Especially since he wasn't attacked.

Peeing, Peek-a-boo!

Peeing-!

Ian did not stop rolling.

Although not all of Ian's moving opponents were able to be hit, most of them were successful in shooting in a single strike, so their position remains unknown.

Could it have been more than 30 minutes?

As Ian nearly ran out of 100 misguided arrows, an unexpected situation occurred.

“Regroup forward! ”

“It's Irahan! Look out! ”

After the battle began, Irahan, who had not appeared for an hour, finally appeared on the battlefield.

And Ian, who was waiting for it, unhesitated to pull the bow.

Ian's mouth dries up.

Shall we begin our training? ’

Twelve arrows left.

Ian was going to fire all twelve arrows at a faster pace than ever before.

It was because Iran thought the location would be revealed the moment the arrow shot, and it would be difficult to kill him with just the arrow.

Ping-Ping-Ping-!

Ian began his rapid departure at an incredible speed.

Even before the first arrow reached Irahan, it fired a third arrow. It was almost magical.

* * *

Irahan was on the hook.

‘I shouldn't have gone hunting until dawn yesterday. ’

After the Dimensional War, he hunted from evening to dawn.

It was to tame Margie even more.

Yesterday, I fell asleep late because I was hunting too late, so I was an hour late in World War II combat.

“Today in full time, I truly meet all the Nobles promotion requirements. ”

The Human User Hunt quest you received earlier has already been completed, but additional Contribution Points quests have been triggered.

However, after completing this quest, he received confirmation from the Demon King that he would upgrade him to Novelis, and Iran was in a hurry.

As soon as I entered the battlefield, I started to run from the front, swinging my sword like crazy.

But soon, he had to feel something strange.

‘What? Since when do these idiots have a system like this? ’

When he originally ran, he was constraining Irahan in a well-organized way.

Several users have been killed by Iranian attacks, but this was a completely different phenomenon compared to before.

But at that time, I felt a strong impact on Irahan's child's death.

Phew!

The arrow went through his shoulder no matter where he flew.

[You have suffered fatal damage from user 'Ian’.]

[HP +77940.]

Irahan's eyes twisted.

70,000? ’

After seeing as much damage as he did when he was struck by a dazzling melee attack, he turned his head to find the source of the arrow.

And at that moment, two arrows in a row flew further towards Iran.

Puck-fuck!

Irahan dodges one arrow, but allows the other to do more waist dancing.

Then, I checked the username of Ian who was floating in the system message.

"Ian? This lunatic is doing archer cosplay now. What? ’

Irahan secretly welcomed the name "Ian."

It was Ian who was among the only users of the Ruspel Empire in the battle of the Central Continent.

And it wasn't a pleasure to meet a hostile enemy.

It was a pleasure from the confidence that the user who had been inferior to the past can now be stamped and pressed.

Irahan quickly pushes out more flying arrows with his sword.

Pow, pow!

Ian's rapid succession, however, was 1.3 to 1.5 times faster than a typical rapid succession, with Iran allowing a few more arrows.

The irritated Irahan yells loudly using his Roaring skill.

“Ian, you rat! You're going to hide and shoot a bow! ”

And after the lion in Iran, again, all the advantages of the battlefield were focused on Ian and Iran.

“What, Irahan and Ian are fighting? ”

“Really? Shit, this isn't the time for a battle. I need to watch you two fight. ”

“You can stay here and watch it on TV again at night. First, focus on the Horsemen in front of you. ”

Many users looked forward to Iran and expected Ian to respond to Iran's provocation.

And Ian met their expectations.

Whiiing-!

A loud gust of wind blows through the air, revealing a large griffin.

Griffin swiftly flew to Irahan and swirled around the air on top of it.

Then, on top of it, a man jumped down.

His identity, of course, was Ian.

Irahan turns his double-edged sword and dies for Ian.

“Don't you think it's a little confusing, Ian? ”

Ian laughed with a bloody smile.

“Don't taunt me, just come at me. I'll make you regret being a Horseman. ”

Whenever Ian turned his weapon into a spear, he shook his head and laughed at Iran, and immediately he saw it.

“I won't take care of you like last time, punk! ”

“If you're talking about backing out of a fight on the Central Continent... that would have been the case." ”

Ian continued to touch Iran's nerves without saying a word.

And two of the top rankers in both factions started fighting in the middle of the battlefield.

And while Ian and Iran did not intend it, the war became fragile at that moment.

There was not a single user who was not curious about the two battles, and everyone stopped fighting, as if they had promised.

Surprisingly, not only the users, but also the NPCs in both factions participated in the movement.

The two camps retreated about 20 meters each, and there was a large space between the two camps, as if the miracle of Moses had happened.

Boo-hoo-hoo!

And on the battlefield, only the sound of Ian and Iranian weapons creaking.

< (4). Reverse Judgment -1 > End