Chapter 641

Chapter 641

“Oh? You evaded that?”

Siegfried sneered upon seeing Count Arial react just in time to protect his third eye. The real target was actually the third eye on the count’s forehead rather than his left eye, but he managed to react just in time to protect his third eye, which was as valuable as his own life, in exchange for giving up his left eye.

“Arghhh!” Count Arial grimaced and groaned in pain while grabbing the bloodied +13 Vanquisher’s Grasp lodged in his left eye socket.

Another thing he managed to do just in time was grab the +13 Vanquisher’s Grasp before it dug deep into his eye socket, as the next worst thing after losing his third eye was dying from having his brain pierced.

“You damn bastard...!” Count Arial growled in anger and channeled his mana into the +13 Vanquisher’s Grasp before opening his third eye.

“Die!”

Woooong!

Siegfried used Wave of Oppression, interrupting Count Arial’s flow of mana.

Poof...!

Count Arial’s third eye emitted a radiant green light that suddenly dimmed like a broken lightbulb upon getting interrupted by the Wave of Oppression. The third eye still managed to activate its ability, but its effect could only be described as pathetic.

Plop...!

Siegfried was supposed to die instantly after getting hit by the third eye’s ability, but all he suffered was a minor nosebleed.

“H-How in the world?!” Count Arial was shocked.

Siegfried smirked and sneered, “You see... I’m really good at hunting down magicians. You can say I’m a magician’s natural predator.”

“H-How...?”

“Ah, shut it. It’s time for a good beating,” Siegfried said, waving his hand. Then, he pulled out the +13 Vanquisher’s Grasp and set it aside before clenching his fists.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Bam! Bam! Smack!

He threw a jab followed by Machine Gun Smash that focused on Count Arial’s solar plexus.

“Bleuuuuurgh!”

Count Arial fell to his knees and vomited thick yellow fluid. He had proclaimed to be God, but he was now on his knees, puking out his guts.

“This is the problem, right?” Siegfried asked, grabbing Count Arial’s hair and pulling his head up while using his other hand to grab the third eye.

“A-Argh!”

“Yeah, this is the root of all problems.”

“P-Please...! N-Not that!”

“Have you ever heard of the phrase sucking the ink out of your eyes?”

“...?”

“It’s something like this,” Siegfried said. He forced his fingers into the third eye and grabbed it.

Bzzzzzt! Zap! Zap!

The third eye seemed to be sentient as it unleashed a wave of energy to resist Siegfried's attack.

“Stay still before I crush you right here and now,” Siegfried growled and used Wave of Oppression at the third eye.

Bzzt! Bzzt!

The threat seemed to have worked as the third eye suddenly became meek.

Chwiiik!

Siegfried pulled out the third eye from Count Arial’s forehead.

“AAAARGHH!” Count Arial screamed in agony as the third eye was pulled out of his forehead. He was bound to feel excruciating pain from it, as the third eye was attached to his brain through the hole opened by surgery using magic, and the pain he was feeling was akin to having his eyeballs pulled out.

“Aaaack! Aaaah! Aaaack!”

“Hey, you’re too noisy,” Siegfried grumbled with a grimace before striking the back of Count Arial’s neck with the side of his hand.

Thud!

Count Arial fell unconscious to the ground.

Ding!

A message popped up in front of Siegfried’s eyes.

[Alert: You have obtained Third Eye!]

[Alert: You have obtained Almighty Soul!]

The soul fragment possessed by Count Arial was called the Almighty Soul, and it was the fourth soul fragment in Siegfried's hands.

“Alright, that’s four down,’ Siegfried said with a smile. All he had to do was look for the last remaining soul fragment, and then he could finally destroy them.

Once he was done with that, he'd clear the quest from Cheon Woo-Jin, which meant he'd Level 299 in an instant.

Krwaaaang...!

The Barrier of Victory crumbled just then.

“Owner punk! Did you win?!”

“Is that even a question?”

Hamchi greeted Siegfried as soon as the barrier crumbled away.

“Kyu? Owner punk!”

“Hmm?”

“Why did you not kill him?! Kyuuu!”

“Why would I kill something this precious?”

“Kyu? This guy is precious? How?”

“Of course he is,” Siegfried replied as if it was a given. Then, he smirked and added, “He’s like a living codex, so why should I kill him? I’ll brainwash him and extract all information possible before killing him or something.”

“You’re one to talk~”

“What?”

“You seemed to have been having fun when you’re the one doing it, but now you're upset because someone did it to you?”

“T-That was...!”

“So you’re fine as long as you’re not the victim? What an asshole.”

“A-Asshole?! Why you little!”

“What? You wanna fight, quickshot?”

“Huh? Quickshot?”

“Ah, my bad. I meant premature ejaculator. Kekeke!”

“Y-You asshole!”

Siegfried and Cheon Woo-Jin grabbed each other and scuffled like kids once again.

Thirty minutes later, the two finally stopped fighting and started talking like civilized men as if they hadn't scratched, bit, and clawed at each other just now.

“But how did you get here? Are you learning magic these days?”

“Magic, your ass. Do you really think I have time to do that?”

“Then?”

“I tried using this,” Siegfried said, holding up the Almighty Soul.

“Huh? I guess that makes sense, but... Are you alright?” Cheon Woo-Jin asked, looking slightly worried. The Soul Fragment of Apocalius was so dangerous that the user could end up getting devoured and possessed by it.

“I’m alright, but it feels repulsive.”

“How so?”

“It keeps whispering that it will grant me powers that will make me as omnipotent as a god.”

“So it’s enticing you...”

“Yeah, this little sly bastard,” Siegfried grumbled. Then, he threw the Almighty Soul to Cheon Woo-Jin and said, “You can have that.”

“Haha! You crazy bastard. Alright, thanks for your hard work.”

“So there’s only one left, right?”

“Yeah.”

“I’ll get going now. See ya,” Siegfried said.

He ran through the window, shattering it as he plummeted to the ground.

“YOU CRAZY BASTAAAARD!” Cheon Woo-Jin screamed in fury with his head sticking out of the window.

Chwaaak!

Siegfried opened his Black Crow Wingsuit and flew like a crow.

“Kekeke!”

He didn't forget to cackle and reveal a despicable grin upon seeing that Cheon Woo-Jin was staring at him.

“Should I... Shoot him down...?” Cheon Woo-Jin muttered under his breath, seriously contemplating whether he should command the armada to fire their cannons at Siegfried or not.

In the end, he exerted superhuman self-control to stop himself from doing that.

***

Siegfried returned to the coalition forces and passed down a few orders before logging out of the game.

Click... Clack!

Tae-Sung's VR capsule opened slowly.

“Ughh...”

Han Tae-Sung squinted and covered his eyes blinded by the sunlight. He initially planned to log out of the game after giving a few orders, but he ended up staying up all night, as there were simply too many things to take care of after the civil war.

“Ah, who cares? Let’s just go to sleep.”

Tae-Sung looked extremely haggard. He hadn't done anything else aside from gaming over the past two weeks just to deal with Count Arial. The only time he had logged out of the game was when he'd eat or sleep. There were even times when he had to sleep in the VR capsule sometimes.

“Ah, I’m so tired...”

Tae-Sung was still tired even after sleeping for such a long while, but he forced himself up to have a quick bite in the restaurant that only the residents could access.

“Welcome, Mr. Han Tae-Sung,” said a chef specializing in Western cuisine. He came over to Tae-Sung's table to greet the latter.

“Ah, hello.”

“You look very tired today.”

“I have not been sleeping that much recently. Yawn...!”

“Haha, you must be busy these days.”

“Ah, I am not always this busy. It just got hectic these past few days.”

They exchanged pleasantries and chatted for a bit when the chef suddenly brought up something.

“Oh right, you look good together.”

“Huh? Do you mean this?” Tae-Sung asked, pointing at his old tattered shirt.

“Eh? N-No, I meant your girlfriend.”

“Huh...?”

“I heard you already received approval from your future father-in-law too.”

“What...? I know there were rumors about me, but Father-in-law...?”

Tae-Sung was at a loss for words. He had no idea what the chef was talking about at all.