Clash (3)

The Korean side rushed towards the British team.

Roy Meyer thought.

'There are two ways to break through the iron wall of our tank camp with Korean skills. Seo Mun-yeop pierces it directly, or skips it without piercing it.'

Seo Mun-yeop was the only person in Korea who had the knack of breaking through the big and strong British team's tankers.

Baek Ha-yeon, who uses teleportation and freely uses a long whip, also had to be careful.

'There is only one answer. Seo Moon-yeop will break through and Baek Ha-yeon will infiltrate.'

Roy Meyer fully grasped the tactics Seo Moon-yeop had originally prepared.

'But if you think I'll be taken aback by Baek Ha-yeon's level of attack, you're mistaken.'

Roy Meyer encountered countless opponents who thought he would be weak in close combat.

However, he has the agility to easily dodge most attacks.

'Where do you try? I'll show you the difference in skill.'

The two sides finally collided.

Kwak Kwa Kwak!

Five Korean tankers worked together to block the psychic powers from the distance dealers.

But before long, the British side also attacked with four tankers.

Wow!

As they came crashing into each other, a heavy sound was heard and the three tankers standing at the forefront of Korea were at a loss. It seemed fortunate that he hadn't fallen off in one blow to the body.

'But it's only a matter of time.'

Korean tankers continue to be pushed back in hand-to-hand combat by powerful British tanks.

At least, they were only concentrating on defense, so they could only endure, and it seemed that they would collapse soon.

'I'll try the strategy I've prepared before that.'

Roy Meyer clearly saw through the intentions of the Korean national team.

No, at least I thought so.

In a low voice, he whispered so that it could only be delivered to his allies.

"Watch out, Seo Moon-yeop will rush in soon."

And that would have been the moment when the Korean team was wiped out.

Roy Meyer intended to end the game by killing Baek Ha-yeon the moment he teleported in.

however.

"Chaa!"

It was not Seo Moon-yeop who suddenly charged, but a tanker named Choi Hyuk.

'no?'

Choi Hyuk rushed recklessly and squeezed through the British tanks.

Choi Hyuk, holding his shield close to his left chest, swings his sword wildly to break through.

The British tankers were momentarily taken aback and allowed a gap.

Choi Hyuk, who had squeezed in once, became a foreign substance caught in the perfect formation.

Attacks poured from all sides, but they were holding on quite tenaciously.

'How can a tanker who is supposed to protect his allies infiltrate like that!'

Tanks usually break the formation by pressing the opponent's tank with force.

It was the role of the melee dealer to break through and attack like that.

It is the role of receiving a special mission to promote the collapse of the opponent's formation from the inside by throwing one's body and sacrificing oneself.

Because of Choi Hyuk, the British formation began to collapse.

Then, Korean dealers began to infiltrate one after another.

'Seo Mun-yeop is here...!'

It wasn't Seo Moon-yeop.

Baek Ha-yeon, who thought she would be thinking about it until the decisive moment, jumped in.

Dig!

Awesome!

- Baek Ha-yeon, 1 kill.

Indeed, he was a player of Paris Lumiere BC.

Baek Ha-yeon teleported in and decapitated one of the ranged dealers.

At the same time, he wrapped around the tanker's legs with his whip and pulled him.

It was when Baek Ha-yeon's invasion further collapsed the British formation.

Seo Moon-yeop, who had been waiting until the end, charged.

no. It was not a tanker's charge, but a melee dealer's assassin-like penetration.

Seo Moon-yeop, who avoided the attacks of British players trying to stop them from all sides, with his shield, swung his spear.

"Get out of the way, you bastard!"

Fuck!

"Kuk!"

The tanker, who was holding a shield to block the spear, was rather hit in the shin by a low kick and collapsed. The window was painted.

It was a good opportunity to get a kill, but Seo Moon-yeop ignored it and ran straight to Roy Meyer.

The two met eyes.

'Two tankers infiltrating? That's why he was a 5 tanker.'

In other words, it served as a wedge of wood.

It was the principle of removing stone by driving wooden wedges and soaking them in water in ancient Egypt.

A tanker who can nimbly squeeze and infiltrate a small space intervenes, and withstands with tanker-like defense.

'You used your hair well.'

Even Baek Ha-yeon used it for shaking, and Seo Mun-yeop himself came to deliver the final blow.

'Am I going to get hurt?'

He prepared to shoot a blizzard with his left hand, and the staff in his right hand pulled out all five blades.

Clap! Clap!

His symbol-like staff with 50 cm long blades sticking out and transforming into a vicious weapon.

Seo Moon-yeop ran faster without blinking an eye.

Dig!

Roy Meyer launched a blizzard.

At that moment, Seo Mun-yeop also threw the spear at them.

In a brief moment, Roy Meyer decided he could shoot down a javelin with a blizzard.

So rather than avoiding it, I poured more aura into the blizzard.

Aaaaaaa!!

A blizzard poured down.

Seo Moon-yeop's javelin form was dynamic.

It was a sidearm position with arms outstretched at a 90 degree angle parallel to the ground.

Chang, who departed from there, faced a blizzard with an intense tailing.

Whiik!

Chang made a very dynamic change.

As if spinning like a screw, it fell down and escaped the blizzard.

'What?!'

as it is.

Pooh!

"Ouch!"

He pierced his right thigh.

Roy Meyer's face contorted in pain and embarrassment.

'How can such a trajectory at such a short distance!'

It was an amazing javelin. It was Seo Moon-yeop who used 200% of his throwing superpower with great technique.

Seo Moon-yeop, on the other hand, came running with an aura all over his body and a shield in front to resist the blizzard.

Take out a new spear and stab it!

"Kuk!"

thump!

Roy Meyer slumped in his seat and managed to avoid the window.

Then, rolling to the side, he widened his distance from Seo Moon-yeop.

It was a very agile evasion for having injured one leg.

But before I knew it, the window was getting closer.

moment in the face of death.

'Then how about this?'

Roy Meyer, who quickly surveyed the battle situation, unleashed his final psychic powers.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!!

A huge wall of ice spread and split the battlefield in two in an instant.

-Seo Moon-yeop, 1 kill.

Of course, right after that, Roy Meyer was killed by Seo Moon-yeop's spear.

***

"Wowaaaaa!!"

The audience cheered warmly.

Everyone was startled by the sudden development.

-Korea pushes the British team. The British formations have been shaken!

-The operation infiltrated by Choi Hyuk was effective. Baek Ha-yeon followed suit and got a great kill!

-Continue digging! The British formation has collapsed! The remote dealers behind them were exposed.

-Seo Moon-yeop! Player Seo Moon-yeop digs into it!

Seo Moon-yeop was indeed different.

After simply knocking down a strong British tanker that stood in the way, they dug deep into enemy lines without hesitation.

- Kick while giving paint with a spear! hey, that's cool!

- It's a simple paint, but it's fooling me to spread it at such a speed. keep going! The target is Roy Meyer!

And when Roy Meyer was finally defeated, the atmosphere in the arena heated up.

-Successful defeat of Roy Meyer! Seo Moon-yeop defeated the Irish Wizard!

-Ha, but you spread the ice wall before dying, right? this······.

-Yes, the battlefield split in two! The players on both teams were also split into two, ah! This is true...!

The mediators couldn't contain their embarrassment.

A battlefield divided in two by a wall of ice.

Seo Mun-yeop and three British players were on one side, and the rest were on the other side.

-Seo Moon-yeop is in danger. You have to face 3 British players alone!

-As much as that, Korean players have a numerical advantage on the other side, but a lot of our players are dying right now! At first, the momentum was good, but soon the differences in individual abilities began to appear!

- Player Roy Meyer decided that if only Seo Moon-yeop was defeated, the rest was simple, and he spread the ice wall.

-Is it the wizard's wisdom? Also Roy Meyer. How do you make that judgment before you die?!

-The ice wall maintenance time is 30 seconds! You only need to hold out for 30 seconds!

***

A situation where you have to face 3 English players alone.

Seo Moon-yeop fell into the trap left by Roy Meyer like a legacy.

However, Seo Moon-yeop's face did not show much disappointment.

On the contrary, he laughed.

"If you lay the plate like this, I will be grateful."

- Uncle, hang on! As soon as the teleportation delay is over, I'll jump over and help you!

Baek Ha-yeon's voice was heard. Come to think of it, Baek Ha-yeon's teleportation delay was also 30 seconds.

"I do not need."

-huh? really? 3 to 1?

"Are you still unaware of the greatness of this uncle? Be good at that."

-okay.

The British players rushed forward with the idea of ​​defeating Seo Moon-yeop before the ice wall disappeared.

'Amplification, technology.'

Seo Moon-yeop's hidden psychic power, amplification, was cast.

Technology has transcended human limitations with 110.

3-step thrust with fierce speed!

Chaechaechaeng!

It was blocked by the large square shield of the leading tank.

However, Seo Mun-yeop showed another technique.

The moment the opponent retrieved the square shield while crouching low.

Pod!

Covered by a square shield, it dug into the invisible blind spot.

The tanker, who lost Seo Moon-yeop for a short moment, was embarrassed.

hooked!

"Ouch!"

He held out his shield belatedly, but before that, the pierced spear pierced his left shoulder.

"Are you hurt? Can't you lift your arm?"

Seo Mun-yeop, who can even diagnose at a glance.

The three British players felt eerie.

"You bastard!"

A melee dealer jumped in from the side and swung his sword.

visor!

Seo Mun-yeop grabbed the sword with the double blade on the back of the spear and threw it away.

As it was, the whole body rotated 180 degrees with the spear.

Along with the spear, the sword held by the double blade twisted.

"Kuk!"

Because of that, the melee dealer missed the sword.

Amazing technique that exploded in no time!

Seo Moon-yeop threw the spear right away without giving it time.

"Big!"

The melee dealer quickly drew a spare sword from behind. The quick response was as expected of the British national team. but.

I tried to hit the flying spear, but I made a wrong swing.

"no?!"

The spear that flew slower than expected pierced the melee dealer.

-Seo Moon-yeop, 2 kills.

"It's a changeup, shit."

Seo Moon-yeop's superpower that allows him to control the throwing distance and speed at will!

It was to steal the timing by throwing it at the slowest possible speed.

Now there were only injured tanks and marksmen.

The ranged dealer raised a large aura and created a huge flame.

The flame eventually took on the shape of a gigantic man.

It was the psychic fire giant of long-range dealer Jack Malone.

"You are laughing."

Seo Moon-yeop amplified his aura.

Then, with the aura concentrated on the spear, he jumped at the fire giant.

"Damn it, son of a bitch!"

I threw a spear at the fire giant.

gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

The fire giant exploded in one blow with an incredible amount of aura and disappeared.

"No, nonsense! What a monster!"

Jack Malone panicked.

It was the first time that his own psychic fire giant had been so lethargic.

It couldn't have happened unless it was an attack with a decent amount of aura.

Seo Mun-yeop rushed in and tried to finish it, but an injured tanker blocked it.

"Come on!!"

A tanker with fighting spirit.

Seo Moon-yeop laughed.

Pod!

He quickly lowered his stance and took a lower thrusting stance.

Tanker reacted to this and lowered his shield.

But still paint.

Only the stance was the lower thrusting form, the spear was still pointed upward.

Tanker hurriedly tried to raise his shield up again, but he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder that had been pierced earlier.

"Can't you lift your arm?"

The devilish words Seo Moon-yeop said earlier flashed through my mind.

hooked

-Seo Moon-yeop, 3 kills.

After that, marksman Jack Malone also finished.

-Seo Mun-yeop, 4 kills.

***

-4 kills! Seo Moon-yeop 4 kills!!

- What a scene! Everyone has been wondering how well Seo Mun-yeop's skills will work at the world level, but now it's revealed. strong! too strong!!

The relay crew screamed in excitement.

"Aww! Long live Seo Moon-yeop!"

"I told you! Seo Moon-yeop hyung is the best, you bastards!"

"Whoa!"

"Nonsense!"

The audience cheered in astonishment and admiration.

Roy Meyer, who had come out of the connection module and watched the game on the large screen, looked shocked.

'What is that?'

It was 3 to 1.

Those three were star-level players who received exorbitant ransoms in the big leagues.

But how can you do it like slaughtering a weak team like that?

'My ice wall has become poison!'

When the ice wall disappeared, Seo Moon-yeop ran like a devil and swept the kill.

Despite having a numerical advantage, the Korean players were dying one by one, losing their grip on the British players, but Seo Moon-yeop had a different story.

Kill by stabbing, kill by throwing, and kill by slashing with a shield.

Whenever that happened, the stadium exploded with cheers of sadness from Korean fans who had been evaluated as weak.

The formation collapsed, and the English players, who were on their own, were unable to systematically oppose Seo Moon-yeop and fell pick-pick.

Seo Moon-yeop, who ran mercilessly, annihilated the British team.

7 kills, 2 assists.

It was the first set result of Seo Moon-yeop, who became the messenger of the battlefield.