The Tutorial Is Too Hard

“Who are you? ”

Hodge asked Lee Ho-jae who didn't answer again.

He replied with an annoying tone.

“What a bunch of nonsense. Who?”

It was a slab.

That annoying expression and expression.

Recently it has decreased a lot, but Hotch has often seen it in the past.

No, I've always seen it.

But Hotch could be sure.

“You're a fake. ”

Obviously speech and movement.

Even the force and atmosphere that I felt were remarkably similar.

Even Hotch didn't feel weird at first.

“... Where did the tea come from? ”

Lee Ho-jae.

That's how Lee Ho-jae turned over.

“The acting is terrible. ”

In fact, the performance was great.

Rather, there was not enough research on the target.

He basically doesn't like to meddle with others.

When you have to do that to someone else, it's when they are subject to sanctions or close acquaintances.

And when you give advice or advice, you don't understand them and you talk annoyingly.

There were occasions when he inadvertently gave a cotton face.

In the past.

After apologizing to Hotch for his past mistakes, Lee Ho-jae changed on his own.

Lee Ho-jae, who knows him now, is not pointing out meaninglessly while ruining others' feelings when he praises and passes.

Those who rise to the ranks do not change easily.

It took a lot of effort and sacrifice to change a very small habit.

Inner changes in personality were just as big.

That's why Hodge was convinced that Lee Ho-jae's appearance was not just a whim, but someone other than Lee Ho-jae.

“You're acting... You're talking nonsense. ”

When I realized it was fake, the atmosphere changed rapidly.

Hostile and intimidating.

The overwhelming energy rises from the body.

Hotch sought out as much information as he could, looking at the rapidly changing atmosphere of the fake.

“Got it.”

“What.”

“I remember where I saw that necklace. ”

Hotch clearly remembered.

The last time I saw Lee Hyung-jin in the race.

He tried to give Lee Ho-jae a ball-shaped item.

I quickly hid it while changing my words.

The item looked exactly like that necklace.

“Are you a fake on the 17th floor? ”

They have items like the deceased Lee Hyung-jin.

He looks just like Lee Ho-jae.

The same atmosphere, the same attitude in the past.

It was not difficult to guess.

How the visions on the 17th floor knew about Hotch.

And I wondered why I was thinking of pretending to be Lee Ho-jae in front of Hotch.

He also did not have any clue.

There was a strong scent of a god coming from a fake in front of me.

God of hope.

Lee Ho-jae said that the god of hope is trying to sneak a peek at Earth.

If this was the work of the God of Hope, he would have given that fake some information beforehand.

“... the fake is you, not me. ”

The fake voice sounds like an animal growling.

The eyes that had just been pretending to be ignorant are now full of life.

“You're the one who said you were built to clear the 60th floor. Too bad it's fake. Look at you now. What difference does it make to you to be a pet dog? ”

He habitually tries to scratch the nerves of his enemies, but even a horse's paw is just like a good one.

It wasn't just a hoax that was following the appearance of a hog.

On the 17th floor of the tutorial, it was a blessing at that time.

Hotch flicked his laughter at the fake one.

Lee Ho-jae was a wall he could never cross.

He was originally, in most ways, superior to Hotch.

But there was only one thing Hotch had ahead of Lee Ho-jae.

I wasn't as pushy as I thought.

“Hey, isn't it kind of funny to say that, like, one popping out of the stage at a time? ”

“ ……. ”

“It's not even exactly the same. Kitchen. It's Chinese. It's not replica, it's just a crude fake. A heatsink, not a counterfeit. ”

The fake was biting his molar tightly.

Your facial muscles twitch strangely as you empower them.

The bloodstained face was almost impervious to bloodshed.

Hotch looks at it and says,

The most effective thing is to provoke others and scratch their nerves.

The user really enjoys making fun of the target.

“… Uh, well, brother, why don't you stop? ”

Joon-suk, who was quietly squeezed next to me, whispered in his ear.

The fake ferocity reached its limit.

I was shooting at Hotch like a predator, ready to run right now.

But Hotch didn't give in.

Hotch has been through too much to be afraid of threats and living in the first place.

“I'm mad, I'm mad. People of the neighborhood! He's pissed off because he thinks he's a fake. My God, you have no conscience. Oh, it's the same thing as the real thing. No conscience. That 'd be great, man. You're one step closer to being real today, aren't you? One day, if I try to make sure I can do the real thing perfectly.... ”

“Die, motherfucker! ”

The fake eventually spewed out a slanderous blasphemy and rushed towards Hotch.

Hotch responded quickly as he was waiting.

[Soil]

[Designate Hostile]

[Magic Squeeze]

[Divine Blockade]

[Spiritual Exploitation]

[wings of talaria]

[time distortion]

[light of light]

“Die, you faggot! ”

Hochs, who used multiple powers simultaneously, ran into a fake one.

Usually he was reluctant to fight and passive, but this time he was different.

The appearance of the 17th floor welcome was very unpleasant for Hotch, and the words he had expressed were profoundly insulting.

Hotch didn't want to wait until Yong or Lee Ho-jae came to help as usual.

This time, I was going to use my own hands to screw that ugly fake.

* * *

It was a herd.

Apart from the mind, there is a distinction between what is possible and what is impossible in the world.

‘You'll regret it someday. When you really have to fight. ’

Lee Ho-jae said so.

Over and over.

Hotch ignored it all the time, and now he's paying for his negligence.

“Blinking!”

Hotch uses a series of flashes to get away from a fake attack.

The fake tried to chase Hotch using flashing lights, but there was one crucial difference.

“Ha! You punk, you have a limited number of flashes, don't you? I don't have it!”

Hodge doesn't stop provoking even though he's being chased unilaterally.

The fake flew back to Hoch, screaming once more.

Hotch looked at that and said to Lee Jun-seok.

“Hey! You're a poker ball now! ”

“Yes?! ”

“I'll put you in the sub-space, so when I get you out, don't even think about it. Blow it up right there! ”

Then, I moved Lee Jun-seok to the subspace.

Meanwhile, a fake has been swarming Hotch.

“Shadow welcome! ”

The fake wielding sword instantly obliterates the vision.

Immediately, you retreat behind the black vision and fly towards Hoch.

“Ground!”

I used the trench again.

Power has distorted the space.

The few meters between Hotch and Fake grew instantly to thousands, tens of thousands of kilometers or more.

I thought of Hotch for a moment.

Why is he so tough?

On a fake 17th floor subject.

‘Even if I trained without laziness, I don't think I could win. ’

Different from basic combat abilities

It was a difficult gap to reverse by the number of powers.

The first time he attempted melee combat, Hotch was immediately disabled by a fake.

Lee Jun-seok rushed in and fired a suicide bombing-level technique. If he hadn't turned his gaze, he might have died there.

Shortly thereafter, Hotch changed his plan again.

The first master plan.

Yong-yong entered Johnber until he came to save himself.

“Seaid's Shield! ”

I used the power of a god I can't even remember the name to stop the fake sword.

That sword was the problem.

A vast amount of power remains in the shape of a blade without a single blow.

If I got hit wrong by that, I'd be proud and outrageous and still be fatal.

So it was imperative that we avoid all attacks or use our powers to stop them.

Moreover, every time I looked at the power one by one, my fake movements were enough to bore me with Hotch.

It was just this once.

Sheaid's shield was large enough to surround the area itself, but relatively weak for a single point of attack.

The fake sees Seed's shield just twice and finds out.

Boom!

It must have been stabbed with a sword, but a loud bang came from a transparent membrane made of power.

When I first wore the Seed Shield, I lasted five minutes.

The second use destroyed only six stabbing wounds.

Destroyed by three stabs in the third use.

I did not know how many attacks I would be destroyed this time.

The fake cries out, preparing to stab again.

“How long are you going to run away? ”

“Until our dragon comes! ”

Hotch shouted with confidence.

The fake said, laughing at Hotch as if it wasn't even fair.

“Idiot! Do you think this is Earth? This space is the sanctuary of the god of hope. Anyone can do anything... ”

I hear the glass shattering in the air as if it's a fake shooting.

And the space happened and dragons appeared.

“Uncle!”

“Yong Yong!”

Hotch called Yong Yong with an inspiring tone.

And...

“Ha! You're dead! You don't know how strong our dragon is, you faggot? ”

Immediately, I shot him in the face with the tears.

Being an uncle, putting dragons in front of enemies was a bit like that.

After all, 용용이 was reliable!

The fake who was constantly chasing Hotch stopped moving and looked for dragons.

Yong-yong stared at the fake without immediately attacking the dragon.

“Uncle, what is that? ”

Yong asked with a low voice.

It was always a heavy voice that was not as lively as dragons.

“… Huh, huh? That……. ”

Hotch somewhat shrunk and explained to Yong-yong quietly.

It is presumed to be a fake hoax created on the 17th floor of the tutorial.

“I'm not sure. ”

“Then I'll have to kill him and find out. ”

용용이 firmly said.

While the fierce dragon horse baffled Hoch couldn't say anything, the fake released his necklace and held it in his hand.

And I called God out.

“… God. ”

[My Apostle, things have gone wrong.]

It was the appearance of the God of Hope.

He was in the shape of a small wingworm, but his existence was large enough to fill all the world that had turned to ash.

Hotch could feel his insides rumbling, even with all his powers around him.

“That's what caused it. ”

Yong-yong said, looking at the god of hope that appeared in front of a fake.

Then I called Hotch again.

“Uncle.”

“… Uh, uh, Yong-yong, why. ”

“Hang in there a little longer. I'll hold on to that god first. ”

It touched the planting of the god of hope.

The god of hope said roughly, looking at dragons.

[The baby dragon is very well-stocked. You're gonna hold me? Does God look so ridiculous to you when you're dealing with a bunch of bums?]

[I'll show you what a true god is.]

* * *

Finally, a rat caught in the rat trap.

By the way.

That bastard has the audacity to crawl into someone else's land, and the true power of God will freeze to death.

“I'll show you what a true god is. ”

Sneaky bastard.

“Cersei, signal me when you're ready. ”

Of course, the preparation is already done, but I was wondering if you'd ask me.

Ceresia immediately signaled.

Mayday, mayday. ’

“Cersei, that's a distress signal. ”

Despite what she said, Ceresia repeated the same signal.

Mayday, mayday. ’

I'll tell Hotch later.

Don't teach her anything weird.

“Let's get started when you're ready. ”