Chapter 42

Episode 42

[Notice: The Great Wolf King has been defeated!]

[Notification: EXP has been obtained!]

[Notification: Level up!]

[Notification: Level 36 has been reached!]

“Whoops. Hoo-wook.”

Damian gasped as the system message sounded in his ear.

It was a fierce battle.

For about 600 seconds, Damian rushed at the Great Wolf King and clung to him tenaciously to prevent him from escaping.

The Great Wolf King, who was placed under the influence of < Aura of Plague >, had no choice but to be helpless by Damian’s consecutive attacks.

[Did you... finish it?]

[Kreuk?!]

In short, this crazy undead man unleashes an attack that ignores the defense of the body, regardless of the Great Wolf King’s attack, which turns most animals into porridge.

[Notice: < Giant Fang > obtained!]

[Notice: < Wolf Head Leather > obtained!]

[Notice: < Crystal of the Wild > obtained!]

[Notice: < Sign of Heresy > obtained! ]

....

[Notice: Quest < The Wolves of the Caliph Highland > has been completed!]

[Notice: Go back to Albert, Chief of Caliph Village, and claim your reward!]

“Still... I got caught.”

Damian smiled whitely at the spoils left behind by the Great Wolf King.

It was a high feeling.

I didn’t know all of its uses, but items such as < Crystal of the Wild > were one of the items I had seen in my previous life.

Moreover, considering that it was a fairly high-quality material and was priced at a reasonable price, it was only natural that Damian had a smile on his lips.

‘It seems that the bottom has been sorted out...’

He was able to clear the < Wolves of the Caliphate > quest and level up two levels.

It was because while he was dealing with the Great Wolf King, the mungchi and the new chick had killed all the remnants.

‘In the end, since Joseph was right... Conneil Village will return to its original state as well.’

Tring!

And while Demian deletes the quest window in front of his eyes, the moment he thinks about the route to return to the adventurer’s guild.

“hmm?!”

Shyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!

Suddenly, a chill ran down Damian’s spine, and at the same time, his sense of smell, < Sixth Sense >, began to ring an urgent alarm.

“...!”

Fuck!

It was a Quarrel, roughly a span and a half, that had penetrated half of his forearm.

‘This is...’

Damien narrowed his forehead as he listened to the voice of the system brushing his ears.

It was the second time that Quarrel penetrated the forearm.

Although it was a serious injury to the extent that he couldn’t use his right arm, the pain was not small when a quarrel about a span and a half passed through his arm.

Damian realized that he didn’t feel the presence of Quarrel even though it wasn’t that long.

It was a bonus that Quarrel’s trajectory was precisely aiming for his head.

If he hadn’t lifted his forearm as a shield, it might have been his head, not his forearm, that was threaded through the Quarrel by now.

“come out. When you say nice things.”

grasp!

And as Damian pulls out the Quarrel stuck in his forearm, let’s hint at his back and utter a warning

...

A languid voice echoed through the valleys of the caliphate, and a man appeared with miniature crossbows on both forearms.

“Stay still. If it moves, it shoots.”

If you brush it, it was God.

* * *

“...what?”

“If you don’t want to go, don’t move.”

And when he brushes it, God sprinkles his eyes on Damian while gnashing his teeth as if he were an unwilling enemy

.

“Okay that... what?”

“I don’t like it.”

Before he knew it, Damian started to clear his ears with a bored expression, leaving God behind.

“Am I crazy? I’ve been struggling to catch this too. He’s not even an X-God Hogu. Will you be like me?”

“...!”

It was a moment as if something was cut off in God’s head when he brushed against it.

“c...j...”

“Huh? what?”

“This is this X cub!”

Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-!!

Soon after, God’s crossbow poured out a querel at Damian.

* * *

‘Now!’

Shyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!

Damian moved his body to the side to avoid Quarrel brushing his ear.

It was a deliberate provocation.

No matter how much I brushed against it, God’s physical and bar equipment items were said to have a high level of power, but the power varied greatly depending on how well you controlled it.

Unlike the first sniping that pierced his forearm, Damian had no doubts that he would be able to avoid his body enough to see God if he brushed his indiscriminately.

[Notice: < Blood Impulse > was used!]

[Notice: Attack and movement speed increased by 200%!]

[Notice: 178 seconds remaining....]

[Notice: 177 seconds remaining...]

In other words, Damian puts < Blood Impulse > on his body, while touching God’s tranquility when he brushes against him.

It induced the effect of significantly lowering the accuracy rate, which is the most important factor of a distance dealer.

‘Simrok’s blessing. Feast on fire.’

Whoa!

When Damian took out the potion, bit it, and brushed it around, a natural-colored aura spread over his entire body.

These were the active skills possessed by equipment items.

Even if he borrowed the power of a potion, it would take several minutes to recover the forearm that blocked Quarrel.

In addition, it could be said that it was an advantageous situation for Damian to hit as effectively as possible because God would not control his emotions if he brushed at him forever.

‘Ten shots each. Fire rate of about 1-2 seconds. Predictable X Bob.’

Ride on and on!

Moreover, there was no reason for Damian to continue to save himself when he could clearly see God’s actions when he brushed against him with his super sense < Sixth Sense >.

“A rat like a mouse like this !!!”

Shyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!

When Damian drew a circle to avoid Quarrel, God’s face reddened when he brushed against it.

The heat couldn’t help but spread.

Damian climbs over various landmarks as if he were a wild animal and walks around the Great Wolf King’s residence as if it were his own home.

And when he brushed it, God could instinctively feel that the radius of Damian, who was making an evasive maneuver in a circle, was gradually narrowing toward himself.

‘If we go on like this... Rather, get eaten...!’

I didn’t know exactly how Damian would attack, but judging from the afterimages of Damian moving at breakneck speed.

It was because he was staring at God as if he were piercing through red eyes that he had not seen before.

– Your attack.

– Show everything.

“...!”

As soon as it passes, the sound of the wind permeates God’s ears, and at the same time, the moment when Damien’s dry, low-pitched voice pierces his brain.

“Kyaaaaaagh!”

Perong!

Suddenly, an explosion resounded through the dwelling place of the Great Wolf King, and when he brushed through it, God’s body was engulfed in an explosion and flew into a corner.

“bingo.”

< Corruption Potion >.

It was the sound that signaled Damian’s counterattack.