The Skill Maker

His and my tag ended in less than ten seconds.

I came down to the ground with leisurely grasping the sheep's back.

Lena still stands with a smiley face.

As expected, she is quite a scary woman, unlike her looks. No way you put your own skill in dealing with the power of the in between the gaps. I definitely felt that the atmosphere around me has gotten a little weird. I didn't know she would have done anything in the meantime. It seemed that the power of fantasy had certainly become more adept at handling than it had been a few years ago. A technology powerful enough to confuse even me if insight is not used in earnest.

You're making me a skill at this?

Well, even if you make it, it's not a skill that you can use while moving.

It means nothing to me.

Mm-hmm-ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

After I had shaken off my miscellaneous thoughts, I tied all four of the clown's feet, which had turned into sheep, and hung him from the tree as it was. a sudden raid And the enemies who knew who I was. If there are any sprouts that can be a source of trouble, you'd better cut them all off here. And most of all, it was imperative to dig up the information of the enemy. There's a new skill I've made for this.

Skill Rating: B

: Pain the enemy. If the damage reaches 100%, you can force a confession.

What do you think? Isn't that a great skill?

Torture Skill Exkrushion.

After I made this up, I was honestly shocked by my chances.

With the specialized stats over 300, the rating of changed to +2, and since then, unusual skills have been produced and used. Well, to be honest with you, it's the level of the skill itself [B] and it's just one of them. But isn't this really a groundbreaking skill? I can't believe we can get a confession just by reaching 100 percent. Perhaps if he realizes the potential he has, there will be countless people rushing to buy his skills.

Huh? But why don't you use SS+?

Can't we look at the other person's thoughts much simpler if we use them?

That's true.

One of my current main skills was a double-splendent skill.

But there was a problem... In the case of the cyanide skill, which is currently being improved, there was a fatal weakness that once used, it cannot be used again for a day. Considering that most of my skills can be overused as much as I want, Haru was one of the skills that still had penalties. So, except in very special cases, we use the torture skill instead of the core.

That's all for the explanation.

Mm-hmm-ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

I checked that 0% of the number gauge appeared on the sheep's head.

The flanks of the pathetic moaning sheep... I gave him a flat price. My style of torture, which doesn't listen to the other person's story and doesn't even make any compromises, has begun. Death to another hitting gomunsul paendaeum.

Clap clap!

"Are you sick? Come back strong if you feel unfair." Of course not in this life, but in the next life."

[Damage reached 30%.]

Mm-hmm-ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The clown, who turned sheep just by getting a few shots, had already turned blue. Well, I guess so. He's swinging his fist without even turning it on in the first place. No matter how skillful my control is compared to four years ago, I can't help it being a little more intense. Actually, I don't want to hit a cute sheep either.

Except for you.

I opened my mouth strongly against the sheep without any change of expression.

"Bite your molars tight."

Did the sheep have molars?

I'm sure it's herbivores.

The moment when Yang gritted her molars and responded to me with a frightened expression.

I didn't hit the sheep in the face, but I punched her in the stomach.

Puck!

Yay! Yay!

The sheep staring at me in tears with a resentful look.

What the hell is that's staring at you! Perhaps he was angry that I was tricked by hitting his belly, not his face, when I asked him to bite his molar. Well, I only told you to bite your molars, when did you ever say you were going to poke your face? How dare you accuse me of what he did? I'm going to die! I kept beating the sheep who pretended to be poor, and the damage gauge continued to rise.

[Damage reached 100%. You can get a confession.]

"Okay. It's complete. Now tell me. Where are you from? What's the purpose of targeting us?"

"Mehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Why aren't you telling me? You want to get hit more?"

"Mehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Oh, I forgot to release Hex.

Looking at the face of the sheep's quivering and urinating all over, I could not help feeling a little bit sorry. When I banged my finger to unspell Hex, the clown finally returned to its original human form.

No, it looks like a human figure, but it's swollen up all over here and there. Well, that's the case. Surely the able are strong enough to be strong. I did my best to control my strength, but considering that I beat him with a super-extension, I still have breath.

For your information, if the gauge exceeds 200 percent, the target will die.

This is a skill that needs to be handled in detail.

Lena opened her mouth.

"Let's take off the mask. Maybe he knows her face."

"I see."

I nodded at her and stripped off the smiley mask of the clown.

But nevertheless. We couldn't... ...get the slightest idea of his identity.

Lena opened her mouth with a puzzled look.

"Didn't you hit this too much?"

"......"

The clown's face was swollen like a puffer fish because of the unprotected influence of a dozen minutes. This is the only way to recognize the original shape of the face. By the way, I've only been hit for ten minutes and this is how it looks. Why is the durability so weak? Isn't your defense worth 200? What you just said about toughness is immediate cancellation.

The clown opened his mouth with his swollen lips wide open.

His tearful form must have frozen to death.

"Da...Da...Da...Bugues... Zeba, hit Joe... Sa, sa, sa, je... Estvade... (I'll blow it all out. Please stop hitting me. Actually, I'm Estvalde's..."

"You made the appearance like a boss. Why are you acting so weak? In that sense, let's get just one more hit. Bite your molars tight."

"Come on, Jashima...! Hey...! (Come on, hold on!) "Hee-ik!"

The moment I raised my hand and the clown forced a swollen mouth and snapped my molar with fearful eyes.

I hit him again in the stomach, not in the face.

a burst of screams

What? Look at him.

Are you staring at me? You're staring at me, aren't you?

So who said you'd hit him in the face?

I just wanted you to bite your molars because you were bored.

The clown man's name was Ro, and he was a mid- to low-ranking official with the Clan, one of the Red Skills Union.

Oh, again, just in case, we call it 'the people with the ability to do 's. Very cruel and violent, cancerous beings who have no qualms about causing incidents of murder, looting, arson, rape, etc.

In other words, the Reds were as active as villains in the newly formed world of powers in Candulas. Those who cause internal divisions within the competent society even when the common enemy of Armudor and the 13th Army Corps is on the verge of becoming a common enemy.

Belga murmured her lips.

His body had already recovered considerably and his swelling had subsided.

It seems to be equipped with passive skills related to wound recovery.

"Oh, our Darkshelf Clanmaster didn't like other outside clans coming into the new frontier for profit. Because Belgritte has a mineral we're after, and it's the purpose of our clan to own its exclusive rights. So I got Clan to sneak out the boss monster. The plan was successful and some of the clans at Belgrit were severely damaged."

It's coming out very smoothly.

You must be hit to open your mouth.

"What? You're saying you've released the bossy field monster Acalhect?"

"Well, it is. And his clan suffered a lot of damage as well."

According to Belga's confession, Clan staged one covert scheme to ostracize the outside forces flocking to the new frontier. That was the release of a B-rated boss monster from the planet Candullas on new ground. And the strategy fits nicely, and people are said to have given up Belgritte and started withdrawing.

Except for one clan.

"But despite the exploits of Arkalhect, as far as Clan is a master, she hasn't given up on Belgreta completely. Our Clans have been stealthily interrupting their attempt to build an attack squad, and have done all sorts of unnoticed work to tie their hands and feet. For us, the Night Illusion was a thorn in our side."

That makes sense.

I asked the question again with open mouth.

"So you attacked us? Hmm. So how did you know who I was?"

Belga dropped her head and opened her mouth.

It's heartbreaking to see him quiet after he was beaten up so much.

"While we were doing a background check to bring down the Night Illusion, we got information that Lena Scarlett's past war colleagues had a [confusion] existence. That was you, Choi Min-hyuk. So when I saw Lena Scarlett and you joining me, I thought it was going to get in the way of the big business, so I tried to take care of it."

Only then could we grasp all the developments.

Damn red bastards. Is this how you end up with me?

I opened my mouth again with a suspicious look.

"But it's strange. You thought I was [Confused], but why didn't you send only people of this size? What did you really think you could do with me like this?"

"Well, that's because I, who is [a] class, have beaten the power of [Confusion] items in the past. As you know, the quality does not have an absolute effect on the combat power of the capable. My superiors praised me, and they sent me for this. And in fact, my men, too, were half the people in the [disaster] class. I never dreamed that everyone would be so vain."

I squinted my eyes and stared at Belga before I opened my mouth a moment later.

"Belga. You're a human being on the Ercine planet, aren't you?"

"......!"

"There's nothing to be surprised about. The tattoo on your scalp. I know it's a mark that only exists on the planet Ercine. Oh, come to think of it, I heard that Erkane's beings have something they can never refuse once they're together."

Belga opened her eyes.

How do you know that?

"Seo, can't you... You..."

"Pledge here. He said he would never pretend to be with me or have a different heart. If you swear allegiance to me, not to the Dark Shield, as my faithful dog, I will spare your life for once. In other words, double-spy. Undertan?"

"Ha, but it's..."

I clenched my tongue and lifted the spear.

Then he aimed the end at the lower end of Belga.

"You're such a sucker. Do you want to be a spy or not? No, do you want to talk about it or not? Hurry up and decide. I'm busy! Ah, I'm just lazy, so shall I just stab him and find someone else? You think you're the only one who's gonna work for me on the Dark Shield side?"

"Hee, heee! Ha, I'll do it! Please save my life."

Surely a clown is a clown.

The posture conversion rate is as fast as Woodir.

Only then did I smile contentedly, haggling and laughing, as Belga took a vow of allegiance to me, emitting light from the pattern of her scalp. Now this fellow will never be able to disobey my orders. The oaths of the Ercine aliens are directly related to their souls.

Oh, this is pretty good.

Isn't there a way to make it a skill and let others use it? Is it too much to specialize in? When the specialization level goes up, my strength as a person becomes stronger. Then we can create a higher level of skills with more complex rules and rules.

I ordered Belga to check the power of this branch.

"Come on, then you've sworn allegiance to me now. Isn't that right?"

"Well, it is."

I shouted.

"Belga! Bark!"

"Wow...? Wow... Bark bark!"

"Belga hand!"

Chuck.

All right. That's enough.

You're the only one doing the taming? I'm taming, too.

By the way, what's wrong with his face?

"Stretch your face. You'll find it."

"Yes, yes!"

Belga grinned with tears.

End of Resistance Civilization (7).

by world manners

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