The Skill Maker

a scattering drop of water

A sound of explosion that rips through the space.

Qua Qua Qua Qua Qua Kung!

I swung the spear once and smashed down a whole dozen huge trees, and so did the man on the left, who was attacked by me. The moment when a man's body fell to the floor in an indistinguishable form.

Shock did not belong to the dead, but to the living.

Power that doesn't even give you time to scream. This was the power of the man who laid the foundations of my spear. A technique that differs from simply drawing and wielding mana and chi.

"Crissy, wait a minute. Who the hell is that guy? Why is he so strong? Wasn't that Chaos?"

"It must be a chaos item if it's written here."

"Fuck it! The information's different! This!"

I tilted my head while listening to the conversation of the enemy.

Those guys. Did you check me in advance?

I've been training for the last year, and I haven't had a chance to pretend to be someone.

I don't know what they're doing to attack us.

"Da, don't let your guard down! He's pretty strong!"

"All you have to do is watch out for that weird technique. We have a lot more headcount."

"Hans, that stupid bastard. "I can't believe I got hit by a blow..."

I listened to the conversation of my enemies and mended my anger in silence.

Still in my eyes, there was a clear picture of Lena Scarlett, whose torso was cut in half just a few seconds ago. Of course, I'm still alive next to me thanks to the use of it right away. Still, the already dirty feeling was irrevocable.

I drew my gaze from Lena and gave her a life-like look at the enemies.

Now that it's happened, whether they die or I die, it's become a foregone conclusion that one side faces annihilation. Of course... they'll be the last ones to lie on the floor. I opened my mouth lightly at them.

"You don't have to worry about your dead friend. I'll be right behind you. Now, who wants to go first? You? Or you?"

Men who get all stiffened up in my words.

Blood lines stand tight on their foreheads.

"...what?! What a bastard!"

"You're a saucy bastard. Hey! Everybody's making a fuss about that bastard!"

"Floating from all sides at once! It's no big deal if you count a little count!"

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The moment when nearly twenty humans jumped from the trees, from the bushes, from the air, and leaped toward Lena and me.

I immediately checked the images of my enemies and put them evenly on the retina, giving off blue madness from my pupils. Every battle that exists in the world eventually results from the collision of the opponent and mine, the moving trajectory of the enemy, and the technology used by each other. Having eyes that can be seen a lot is no different from saying that you understand the enemy as much.

That's why I consider intuition stats as important as agility.

I put strength on my toes and kicked the floor with explosive energy, and became a lightning bolt and turned to the enemy. The rebound of my foot cloud caused the entire two-meter radius to collapse.

Quack, boom!

"Oh, it's coming!"

"Kill!"

"Who?"

The moment that zigzagged across the dark forest with lightning speed, leaving only the trajectory of the blue eyes.

I whispered in their ears like a messenger with a spear. The enemies were all enchanted, not even responding properly to my deformed agility. The enemies I see now are almost in slow motion, so it's a big shock. It was even slower for the pupils of the enemy to chase me than for the speed at which I took a step forward.

Damn it.

Did you get a proper shot at this level of pussy?

No matter how stormy it was and how fast it was sitting on a speeding ride.Ziman, I couldn't help but feel bad about losing Lena to a teacher. I wouldn't have seen her again if it hadn't been for time.

Quasizik!

"Ahhhhhhh!"

"You said you only had to watch out for strange techniques. Then why are you standing still and not being careful?"

I poked a spear in the middle of the stomach of a red-headed man who spoke of "strange skill" in my spearmanship, and blew up the mums of two men of ability behind me trying to turn and attack Lena with a level of force. And taking advantage of the reaction of the crash, he immediately rotated and attacked the front enemies one after another, turning them into hives in the blink of an eye. I can't believe you can beat me with all your heart, if you're a 140, 150-year-old kid. I have to make you pay for your stupidity.

Quasizzic!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Your ass. Five. Six."

As I killed them one by one and counted them calmly with my mouth, the enemy backed away with a look of terror. In the first place, the difference in skills was so great that it seemed that even though I knew my movements clearly, I couldn't follow my movements with my eyes. Pups. You're scared. I'm playing just by walking around and approaching them. To them, I look like an envoy. Of course it's correct. I'll send them all to the underworld soon.

"Huh...! No way! Oh, my, my arm!"

"Don't worry. Your neck will be gone soon. Is the arm the problem?"

Quasizzic!

I grinned with it in my hand as the enemy's head flew away.

Do you have any guilt about killing the same intellect? Of course, there was no such thing in the first place. It has been, and it will be, and it will be, in the future. I only look at everything with my own eyes and then judge right and wrong. If it is judged to be an enemy, it will only kill. When killing, kill without mercy as fearlessly as possible. That's how they treat their enemies.

"This is... this is so different, even if it's a different story! Well, the information itself is wrong! I'm quitting! Ha, you surrender!"

"I'm quitting, too! I'm out! Everybody, don't come near me!"

"Sa, save me! We were wrong... Ewwwwwwwww!"

"Don't run away."

Skill Rating: A

: Pull the target space close to the target area when triggered.

Quasizzic!

The moment the enemy was brought in, I smashed their heads, smiled and tied another right with the other hand.

And so I turned a total of twenty or so enemies into mere meat in a minute or so.

So why are you trying to push a person through the street without a hitch? The time axis of the Kandulas system is twisted, so it's perfect for you without getting old. So why are you looking for useless things to die for? Idiots. May you be born again with eyes that know how to see people properly.

"Come on, then. Now... Is there one left?"

The moment I opened my mouth looking at one side of the forest.

Kugugugugugugugugugung!

Suddenly, thousands of grace quickly rose up into the sky from all sides of the forest, falling like a tidal wave, and coming upon me and Lena. blue-colored full-blooded and powerful givers I've been taking advantage of the battle between us, secretly, and secretly.

The man who was sending off the attack seemed to reveal his true self only now.

Qua Qua Qua Qua Qua Kung!

With hundreds of trees splashing into the ground like a cheesecake, a vast open space of hundreds of meters has sprung up inside the forest. I stood unhesitatingly, staring at the enemy, in the tidal waves of thousands of grace. Even if you call him a teacher, it's just a string full of master-like power anyway. As long as I'm determined and thinking of stopping it, such a silver magician cannot break the power of the level.

Skill Rating: A

: Push the target space far away when triggered.

Clap clap clap clap!

As I snapped the dust off my clothes, a man in white came out of the enemy's carcass, clapping his hands and sneaking out. A strange figure, wearing a white mask with a red smile on it, and wearing a strange clown costume on his body. He could not see the eyes of the enemy, so he could not see his ability. However, after looking at his movements with intuition, he was able to recognize that he was somehow capable.

The clown opens his mouth at me.

Unlike a grotesque mask, he has a surprisingly soft voice.

"Oh, my God. You. You didn't feel anything after the attack?"

"......"

"Just now it was the ultimate technology that I adore? By the way, what am I supposed to be? You made a great appearance."

Should I say it's a clown?

The silver sorcerer was more talkative than I thought.

So what do you want me to do?

I shrugged him like I was teasing him.

"What? Really? Was it just the ultimate? ...It was so weak that I almost fell asleep while blocking it."

"You're certainly too powerful to be the owner of a Chaos class item. I think this was a mistake on our part."

He moved ten fingers separately and began to make a spider web-shaped wall in front of him using a silver thread.

Anyway, this town is a man of great ability. There have been quite a few hunters who use gifts, but I've never seen anyone who freely transforms their shapes.

Surely it wasn't just a pyrammy.

"I'm sorry to say that, but I'll leave as it is this time. I'll see you next time if I have a chance."

an abrupt remark from a fellow

"......what?"

I was momentarily speechless at his eloquence.

You're going to run away as soon as you show up?

Ha, that's a funny bastard.

Who's gonna let you go?

"You think you can run away against me?"

"Then try to block it."

"Uh. I'll stop it."

The moment I shot up and cut off the walls of the teacher in front of him.

I could find a clown pulling a scroll out of his bosom and tearing it up right away.

It looked like a magic scroll engraved with it.

Special items that can only be produced by the wizard family. An expensive item that moves the demonstrator to a place saved in the scroll.

You son of a gun. Did you prepare that in case the raid fails?

"Huh?"

But. Even though the clown tore the scroll.

Unbelievably, the space-movement magic was not activated.

The clown opened his mouth with a bewildered gesture.

"What, what? What have you done to me? Why isn't the scroll working? This can't be happening."

No, why ask me that?

You were flustering as if you were going to leave. What the hell is heck of all people!

It's even more embarrassing to watch.

"I didn't do anything. I'm going to do it from now on. Isn't that defective?"

Scrolls are magic items, so maybe they're defective.

The clown shrugged as he looked at the scroll.

"Well, I don't know. This can't be happening. You paid a million kruns for it?"

Who wants to know the price?

I want a blow.

"Then why won't you buy it, stupid?"

"Right? What's wrong with this? Wait a minute, please wait just a little bit."

What the hell is he talking about?

Are you here to chat with me?

"...laugh."

But then.

Suddenly there was a sound of wind leaking from somewhere.

When the clown and I turned to one side at the same time, we could find a woman desperately holding back her laughter. What should I say? It was Lena Scarlett who was holding her belly and covering her mouth.

"Lena? Why are you laughing?"

"Hahaha. Ahahaha. Mi, I'm sorry. Minhyuk, the situation is so funny, so stop."

The moment she smiled brightly and put something on my right hand.

I could find a ridiculous figure with a magic scroll on my palm.

Uh-huh. Wait a minute.

No way. This one? The clown?

She nodded her head.

"That's right. It's the scroll of space movement that he had."

"......"

Oh, my God. Lena.

대체 이걸 언제 빼돌린거야?

"뭐, 뭐라고? 레나 스칼렛. 다, 당신 설마 제게 환상 마법을 걸은 건가요? 대체 언제부터?"

레나가 광대를 바라보며 생긋이 웃었다.

장난스러운 미소가 역시 매력적이다.

"이제와서 그걸 안다고 뭐가 달라질까요?"

"이이익!"

슈슈슈슉!

The clown, who belatedly realized everything, immediately sent hundreds of gifts to Lena and me. Then, taking advantage of the brief moment we avoided it, we kicked the trunk of the tree and started running across the forest. A man of considerable agility, quick speed. As the distance from us is away, the clown looks back and bursts into laughter.

"Hahahaha! Without scrolling, my agility is over 200? Don't be so full of it. Then I'll leave you."

Ha, that's a lot of stuff.

I've seen all sorts of different people, but I've never seen a guy so much as this before. I feel like I'm a fool now that I'm involved with this guy.

when the loud laughter of the clowns extended away

I used my skill to pull his body in, and at the same time, I shot the exact spell of Hex into the back of his head at a flash of light. Oh. I didn't tell you in advance, but in fact the speed at which Hex's spelling flies is directly proportional to the amount of my mana. For your information, my horsepower is 259. His agility... You said 200, right?

Mm-hmm-ehhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The moment when the loud cry of a sheep came from a forest a little away.

I shook my head and slowly raised myself from my seat.

I got you, you punk.

End of Resistance Civilization (6).

by world manners

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