051. Iltasampi (4)

Zeke gnashed his teeth.

‘Lost Hope you bastards! Using black magic to turn humans into murder weapons!’

The enemies who rushed at them, forgetting their fear, looked like zombies.

Against one Assassin, there are about five enemies.

Whiik!

Fish!

One enemy is knocked down with each swing of the Assassin’s sword.

At first I was aiming for an arm or a leg, but

They don’t care about my body at all and run at me

It seems that he decided to aim for vital points from the beginning.

“Oh, this… … . Isn’t that bad?”

Since Zeke fell into this world, looking at other people’s swordsmanship

This was the first time I didn’t sigh.

He first evaluated the assassination leader wielding a sword as ‘ordinary’.

Of course, everything that makes up swordsmanship, such as speed, technique, strength, posture, and quickness, was simple and nothing special.

However, it felt clean because it was not special.

‘Am I too low-key?’

Compared to Zeke, the average level was far below.

‘Still, I don’t do stupid things that I don’t have to do, and I do whatever I have to do.’

Just the fact that he kept the basics well was enough to give him high points.

It seemed that he had researched an efficient sword in his own way, perhaps because he was definitely a guy who made assassinations his job.

Wielding such a neat sword, she looks like a crane, no, a fairy among those ordinary heads.

Even grasping not only his position but also the situation of the overall members and intervening throughout.

‘However, this would be rather troublesome.’

Originally, if there was even one rare character on one side, the battlefield would tilt.

How could it be fun to be in a one-sided fight?

Hit the keyboard shotgun and disconnect.

As a result. If the Assassins win with relatively little damage,

Justia’s eyes were not only focused on that trash group ‘Lost Hope’, but she was able to extend it to herself as well.

I was trying to deal with it comfortably, but rather annoying things could happen.

Of course, when this fight comes to an end, even the Assassins won’t be safe.

Dealing with a madman who doesn’t care about wounds or injuries is more annoying than I thought.

Even now, for every three members killed by a member, I could see one wounded.

‘As expected, a balance patch is needed.’

Sieg made a cruel decision for a former warrior.

Even if it’s according to the order from above, these are the ones who came to kill themselves.

There is no reason to be merciful.

If this situation had not been created, the point of their swords would have been Zeke.

Aiming for the other person’s life meant that he had to prepare for his own death as well, so it shouldn’t be unfair.

Both sides are injured.

Here, both Lost Hope and the Assassins die, leaving only a minimum number of people.

‘Hmm, let’s see a useful guy… … .’

In the eyes of Zeke, who was looking at the bloody battlefield, he was the leader of the Lost Hope tribe.

Trash with impressive protruding front teeth caught my eye.

‘Oh, but a head is a head. Did you avoid Berserker mode?’

Zeke smiled lightly.

In fact, I didn’t know if it would be convenient to choose one of the people who have lost their temper that are just scattered all over the place to deal with easily.

However, Zeke decided to choose a difficult path rather than such an easy path for a more dramatic production.

‘Uhm, the natural way to contact him… … .’

At that time, he was in danger of being stabbed by his subordinate.

Those who have lost their reason due to the same magic do not attack each other as they are regarded as the same kind.

The boss who avoided this was rather stabbed by his subordinates.

And the knife he was holding in his hand caught my eye.

‘Is that a dagger engraved with magic spells?’

Zeke narrowed his eyes and carefully examined the structure of the dagger.

A crude dagger with a circuit and a magic stone ground on it.

‘It’s a positioning function.’

It was a feature that allowed the owner of the dagger to determine its location wherever it was.

That means that if you can interpret the spell, you can connect with the dagger.

Zeke’s eyes quickly read the spell.

And in an instant I understood.

Zeke took out a magic stone from his bosom and carved the same spell.

Then, the magic stone glowed and an invisible passage appeared between the dagger and the magic stone.

‘Connection successful. Hmmm, if I overload it a little more here… … . Even if it’s a one-time use, you can send your thoughts. Then you won’t be able to use the positioning function a few times, but that’s where it is.’

Zeke almost burst into laughter.

Suddenly, I came up with a brilliant way to raise the quality of this play.

Originally, I tried to do it in moderation, but I thought it would be nice to give the scenario a little more depth.

Originally, if it was an axis of evil, wouldn’t there have to be one exceptional leader even among the subordinates who lost their reason?

Zeke sent his thoughts through the dagger in his hand.

– Hmm, I can’t compete with you, this is difficult. sane guy. You there, don’t you want to become a true subordinate of the warlock?

Then he looked around with a puzzled expression.

All the while, the knife was getting closer and closer to his body.

Zeke chose his words, recalling his experience with the Lost Hopes.

– If you swear allegiance to me now, I will grant you endless eternal life, undying pleasure, and overwhelming power.

However, he did not immediately decide whether he was the suspicious type.

shaking.

The blade in his hand was about to pierce his body.

– Or do you want to be killed like this and buried in the ground? That’s not bad either. Then I’ll put your corpse to good use. under. under. under.

He nodded slowly, as if he had an intuition that he would only end up dying at this rate.

shit. The corners of Zeke’s mouth went up.

– good night. For Lost Hope. don’t give me your name From now on, your name will be Tis.

Well, it’s an impromptu name, but it’s a pretty fitting name.

Teeth are enough for that guy’s name.

– Follow my will. Then you will have power.

Zeke opened the lock of the box he had buried deep inside him very minutely.

The dark emotions and senses of the dark fantasy days that were sealed away.

A dark, heavy energy escaped from the box and tried to consume his body.

Zeke gritted his teeth.

‘I have to hand it over right away!’

Zeke seized the energy and threw it into the straight passage.

Beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

‘Oh fuck. This could have eaten me too.’

Fortunately, I tossed it right away

I was able to endure it enough to slightly raise the corner of my mouth.

Zeke’s past was overlaid on him.

“Oh ahhhhh

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Immediately after nodding to the black magician’s suggestion.

Rodren couldn’t help but regret his decision.

Terrible headache as if my head was burning.

The world through your eyes is distorted.

I don’t know what his face looks like now, but it’s probably crumpled.

Tears of blood flowed down his cheeks.

“Quaaa!!!!!”

Rodren screamed.

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My mind is tinged with madness.

‘Ahh… … .’

This overwhelming violence and malice.

Rodren wanted to put his head on the floor right now and kiss his shoes.

‘this… … . black magic… … . this… … . Lost Hope… … .’

A shiver rises throughout the body.

The world he sees for the first time is young.

A place where all the world is broken and demons run amok.

A scream plays over the barren land

Death follows like an ordinary event.

At the same time, my heart was beating violently.

I know this sounds strange, but somehow I am happy to die.

Yes, this world is wrong.

How can such a childish, peaceful, and non-playful world be called the world?

It should be an era where blood flows like a river and it is natural for humans to kill humans.

A world where only strength is everything, and only strength proves oneself.

Yes, shouldn’t the world be like that?

Rodren even laughed at the knife that was sharpening his blade right in front of his eyes.

What on earth was he doing in a fight like this, like a kid’s play?

‘Dominate the underworld… … ? Just something like that… … . What’s important?’

It feels like all the life I’ve been living with fever is being denied.

However, it was a sense of relief that came rushing in.

I can get him right now

I can still wake up from my dream

‘thank god.’

I swallowed with a gulp.

‘Yes, I was born again. Teeth of Lost Hope.’

The corners of his lips parted, and a smile flowed out of his mouth.

“Heh heh heh… … .”

Rodren relaxed his grip on the blade.

Fu-wook!

A bright red pain rose over his shoulder.

But rather, he felt intensely that he was alive in that pain.

Rodren immediately grabbed the neck of the man who had stabbed him and gave him strength.

The face gradually turns blue.

fast.

I hear the sound of bones breaking

It collapsed like a puppet with a thread cut off.

“Ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!!!!!!”

Rodren staggered to his feet.

Then he pulled out the dagger stuck in his shoulder.

You can see the back of the head of the subordinate in front of you.

Rodren thrusts a knife into his back.

hooked! Fluffy!!

Fluffy!! Fluffy!

Red blood gushed from the point of the stabbing knife.

Let’s go through our bodies dozens of times like that

The light disappeared from the subordinate’s eyes.

But Rodren kept stabbing.

Fluffy!! Puffy!!!

Before long, the body of the subordinate fell completely limp.

Bright red blood covered his face, but he didn’t care at all.

Rather, I lick the blood on my lips

Rodren immediately found his next prey.

Fluffy!! Pooh!!

Puff!! Puff!!!

The ruthless devil of dark fantasy has descended here.

Zeke, who was watching the situation, widened his eyes.

‘Damn you son of a bitch! You’ve received the power of a black magician!’

Zeke turned his head to the assassination leader and opened his mouth.

“The chief of Lost has moved. Assassinated. Leader. That guy is dangerous.”

Of course, Zeke didn’t move a single fingertip as he was lying face down.

“Kuh. Ugh. Body. Won’t move. Damn.”

I was pricked by my conscience, so I added a word.