Episode 62
“this what-.”
It looked down as laughter echoed over the Lake of Forgetting.
It was near his chest.
A bizarre phenomenon in which one feels breathless, as if pierced by a siege javelin, and at the same time, the heart becomes heavy, and in the end, a sense of loss as if all of the bones and muscles have been ripped off.
puck-! Poo-! puck-! puck-! puck-!
“...!”
And it started with the phantom pain I felt just now, followed by this terrible and dizzying pain that radiates throughout the body.
For the first time in my life, I had no choice but to let out a moan that I hadn’t let out.
“Keu-ruk-.”
It was because of the small straw doll Damian was holding.
“ah. Performance is certain.”
Its torso staggered, and Damian stood up.
It was after the mutated Siren’s < Song of the Dead > was cut off.
Beginning with a long needle embedded in the chest, a straw doll with holes all over its limbs, and a mutated siren twisting and gushing through its body.
“I.”
Poo-!
“how much.”
puck-!
“Because of you.”
Fu-wook!
“I had a hard time!”
puck-!
And Damian took a step towards it standing on the other side of the lake of oblivion, vomiting his spirit as if he was crushing the straw doll he was holding in his hand, crushing the doll’s limbs with his stretched fingers.
[Witch doctor]
[Voodoo doll]
Among the skills he possessed, it was a skill with the most difficult activation conditions and one of the witch doctor’s most powerful skills, < Voodoo doll >.
“Oh, what are you? You spill all your blood.”
As it vomited blood under the white mask, Damian gasped.
In fact, there was no half-doubt.
The reason why Damian approached it using < Golden Flash > while entrusting the mutant siren to the new chick army.
The reason why he burned the < Flame Lizard Bracelet > despite predicting the skill < Song of the Dead > in the colony of already dead trees.
Although that was obviously a bet on the slightest hope of defeating them.
Even if his own attack doesn’t work against it, he arranges one of his secret skills, < Curse Doll >, in advance.
It could be said that it was because he was confident that the worst could be avoided.
It was the reason he was able to remain calm even after witnessing its tentacles.
The moment I intuitively sensed that < +9 Sashimi >, which boasts insane attack power, could not pierce its body.
Damian didn’t miss the torn pieces of rags flying in the air.
At the same time as avoiding the tentacles protruding from its body, Damian distanced himself from it, while holding a piece of rag in his hand and preparing to cast < Cursed Doll >.
“I don’t know what he did to his body— because this isn’t such a simple spell.”
“You guys.”
So Damian saw it standing in front of him a few meters away, and it wasn’t too difficult to guess that his victory had been won by sacrificing the < Flame Lizard Bracelet >.
If the magic of < Cursed Doll > hadn’t worked properly on it, it was because it couldn’t have been just staring at itself without being able to control even the mutant siren.
“You’d better not think about dying easily. I’ve tried it once, but it’s hard to kill right away... and I’m not that good-natured.”
Hee hee!
When it didn’t budge, the corners of Damian’s mouth shot up.
It was a creepy laugh.
The bloody red eyes glazed over as if they were struggling to suppress the pleasure welling up from within and would rush towards it at any moment.
“Where?”
“...!”
Poo-!
And just as its fingers were about to snap, Damien’s grasp crushed the straw doll’s arm and twisted its arm bone in a bizarre way.
“Are your ears blocked? Isn’t this such a simple sorcery?”
Wow!
Something fell on the moonlight and Damian quickly pulled back.
I was an intruder.
I couldn’t figure out what it was, but even I could barely detect it and evade the attack with a faint presence.
“What are you... What kind of X is this?”
Kaaaang!
And Damian saw the black figure sitting between it and himself rushing towards him as if shooting, pulling out the swords stuck in both waists.
Instinctively, I raised < +9 Sashimi > and did my best to block the attack of the black figure.
‘fast. And strong...!’
“Haaaaa!”
If you see that the series of attacks that come with a short spirit pushes you at an angle that is difficult to predict, you must be a skilled user of at least level 40 or higher.
It must have been a class with excellent efficiency enough to easily cover that proficiency.
“Is this bitch crazy!”
“...!”
Quaang!
Damien’s eyes flashed and kicked through the gap between the gold coins, and the gold coins crossed his arms and flew away.
It was as powerful as facing a knight or martial artist.
Of course, even at Summon Gate, he was so overwhelming that his class could not be inferred, and Damian had shown phenomenal combat power.
It was a moment so clear that I could directly feel how strong Demian was when I competed again like this.
It was a difference of rank.
And...
“Oh fuck. What are you, bitch?”
Crunchy! Dduduk!
Looking at Damian, who was stretching the muscles and bones of the whole body, spitting out curses as if he was in a bad mood at the distance that the gold coin had been separated for a while.
I tried to ignore the involuntary shrinking with a strong grip on the handle of the sword.
“I waited for today, you fucking bastard.”
“You don’t seem to know yet... what?”
“You will die by my hand today. miserably.”
In other words, regardless of Damian’s counter-questions, the gold coin was burning only one thought to raise the mana to the maximum and to slash the man in front of it.
“Ha... I’m really going to turn around.”
Damian violently brushed the back of his head as he watched the gold coin in front of him burn his fighting spirit.
There were no uninvited guests like this.
In the middle of the day, I was just about to proceed with true education by seizing the victory over the mutant siren.
A crazy woman appeared out of nowhere and was about to overturn the 9-cheop table, not even adding ashes to the cooked rice.
It was about to go crazy and jump.
[Notice: < ??? > recovers the fallen defense power!]
[Notice: < ??? > recovers HP quickly!]
Before you know it, the thing behind you is not affected by hundreds or thousands of poisonous needles. Gradually, the tentacles inside the ragpicker were wriggling and repairing the damage.
The crazy woman in front of me was raising both swords to eye level, saying that she would never let go of her.
“hey.”
“...”
“Because I’m very busy right now?”
“what?”
“When I say nice things, stay off. If you don’t want to search together.”
“What kind of crazy bastard is—”
“Fuck, I said it clearly. If you don’t want to search together, turn it off.”
flash!
And while Damian sharpens his eyes at the gold coin, as if he doesn’t even bother explaining, let’s raise his arm and point at his back.
“This X cub,,,,,,,, !!!”
Quaang!
Suddenly, with a furious rant, the gold coin flew toward Damian and swung his twin swords.
“Such a crazy bitch.”
It was a breakdown of negotiations.