Chapter 102

Episode 102

“What the heck... when...!”

Koharu had no choice but to fight against Damian’s fist, which had been unknowingly punched in.

I couldn’t even feel any movement.

It seemed like something new was shaking, but in an instant, he took over behind him and punched down?

What kind of ghosts are you talking about?

In addition, this destructive power, which seemed to have been wielded with all its might by a warrior character who had taken all the power, boasted unbelievable strength that it could have come from a mere human bare fist.

That would also be true, and Damien’s strength stats are not enough to boast of 100 pure stats without any correction.

It was because his attack power had doubled due to the < Agent of Vengeance > title, which was his own characteristic.

“If I block it, I will lose.”

“Ughuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!”

bang! bang! bang! bang! bang!

Koharu pursed his lips as Damian pushed forward with a rapid-fire series of attacks.

Before he knew it, his lips were torn to the point of bleeding.

If he didn’t have a melee class, if he belonged to a relatively weak axis like mage or archer.

Perhaps, as Damian said, Koharu might have been helplessly defeated without being able to resist properly.

It was just the way his wrist guards were terribly crumpled.

I didn’t know what kind of class it was, but one thing is certain: it is a pure strength-based physical class that can even be compared to Barbarian.

“Huh!!”

“...oh?”

Eventually, Koharu turned his body in the air as if performing an acrobatics with his eyes wide open.

Even taking into account that he was only driven with pure physical strength without any significant magic or buff support.

Using the strength of the fist as the driving force, spinning in the air and counterattacking was a difficult move to move into action easily.

“I’ll kill you X!”

Quaang!

While Damian was kicking, Koharu’s new model kicked off the floor like a rocket.

It was a rare pair of scimitars for a swordsman.

The difference from a typical curved sword is that the blade and handle are smelted and made of a single metal.

It is characteristic that the back of the nose, which blocks the blade, stands out like the thorns of a rose.

So Damian looked at Koharu, who had twin swords with two integral symbols (∫∫) shining silvery and ivory.

It was as if he vaguely understood why he was able to make such a courageous charge.

[Dual blader]

[Fatal Storm]

Let’s go!

At the same time, Koharu, who had suddenly come in front of me, turned his body like a top before reaching him.

It was because a pair of scimitars, which were unusual at first glance, were driven with positive and reverse hands.

‘Dodge for now.’

Dig!

Damian raised his mana after dodging Koharu’s blade storm with a diagonal line.

Blocking was crazy.

Judging by < Sixth Sense >, which shows the subject’s movement and mana flow in full color, in addition to the body’s reaction speed that has risen dramatically.

Koharu’s Fatal Storm gave off a threatening color that was unbelievable for the rotational force generated in a short moment.

For Damian, who knew that the skill was a skill unique to the Dual Blader.

Even more so, there was no reason or need to block Koharu’s attack.

“It is slow. It’s quite an Assassin class.”

“Keugh?!”

And Damian looked over at Koharu, who turned his head to himself as soon as the fatal storm ended.

Feeling the list of skills renewed at the same time as changing jobs quickly passed by before my eyes.

I decided to quietly take one of them out to Koharu.

[Hunger for Blood]

It wasn’t enough that the clan was disgraced, and I couldn’t even imagine what kind of disposition they would receive.

“Hey, you bastard bastard!!!”

“wake up! Get up, you bastard!”

“What are you doing!!!”

thump thump thump!

Therefore, it was only natural that Emperor’s Blood members would shout and beat the shield between the bleachers and the arena.

A trivial thing that I thought was just something to see while passing by.

It was because now they had returned as chains that held their breath.

“Come to think of it, that person’s clothes...”

“Couldn’t it be... the night chaser set?”

“Isn’t that person a participant in the defense of Aldeon Fortress?”

Poof!

When a muffled sound came from one of the bleachers, most of the people, including Emperor Blood, bowed their heads.

It was something familiar.

I had forgotten about the bodybuilder-like rice cake stick and muscles, but looking at the helmet worn on the head, one video vaguely came to mind.

Although they gathered here because Koharu, a descendant of Emperor blood, had a quarrel with Damian, who looked like a normal person.

If the person in question was wearing the Night Chaser set, the story would have been different enough.

Ordinary people were not ordinary people.

Moreover, if the culprit had a metal badge resembling a hexagonal snow crystal on one place on his chest.

The match in front of me was no longer worth staying in the emperor’s blood prank...

“Breaking news!”

“Crazyaaaaaa!!!”

“Emperor clan members are fighting against Platinum Tier and are developing it!!”

“Oh, hurry up!”

Tring! Tring! Tring! Tring!

It happened in an instant that the users in the bleachers all started turning on the system windows.

Even if you just upload it, tens of thousands of views are guaranteed.

“These bastards who were shot in the head!”

“Hey you kids! Don’t put that away right away!”

Udang-tang-tang!

And with blood members of the Emperor’s Blood, who prevented filming from all directions.

The moment when it becomes a mess with users who try to take a match in front of them somehow, escaping from such blood members.

“...why are you like that?”

“#(@*&$#&(#%!”

As Damian approached Koharu, who couldn’t even control his body properly, his eyes widened as if wondering that the scenery beyond the shield was five minutes before the show started. I don’t know what’s going on, but whatever

. It was because there was no reason

to

continue

this

fight any longer

.

Koharu’s head snapped as Damian slapped him on the cheek. Because

he

was all covered in blood, he didn’t even know what expression he was making.

The only thing I could tell was that he was holding his mouth shut, whether he was crying or holding back the pain. ‘

Just

a little... just a little... more...’

Then, as Koharu held his breath as if he would crush the handle of the sword, Damian bent his head and looked up at Koharu

. “

...!”

It was a terrifying look, as if a demon from the abyss was gazing through the cracks in the dark helmet.