◈ Episode 147

It was Kim Lee-Hyeon who took the start.

He took a seat with a sharp acceleration. The side of the rag came into view. At first glance, it looked like it was full of gaps, but Kim I-Hyeon did not delve in blindly.

He made [Benerick M2] in his left hand that was not holding the hilt. The target was a body that was strangely large for a human. It was a situation where stopping power was needed more than accuracy and penetration power.

Brother, come on!

The shotgun slammed into Rags' body, causing it to sway. However, it did not even stumble, let alone fall. Rags' head suddenly turned toward Kim I-hyeon, and the leg muscles on his stepping foot swelled greatly.

The power to push the ground is extraordinary.

thud!

He rushes toward Kim Yi-Hyeon with the momentum of a tank, shaking the asphalt. It was an acceleration that was hard to imagine for his massive body.

But Kim Lee-Hyeon neither backed down nor took out his shield.

Kuang!

This time it was Edwin.

The timing of his defense was right. He was pushed back a little bit, but he held on without losing his balance. This was because he had concentrated his center of gravity on his lower body, drawing on his previous experience.

"Hey, hey, don't stop me…!"

The rags pressed down on Edwin from above, and he stretched his left arm out to the side. He opened his palm wide. The square that had been stuck to the bonnet was pulled out of its own accord and returned to his hand.

"Oh, it is our law. Execution is my duty! I must exercise my duty...!"

A bunch of nonsense that wasn't worth listening to seriously. On the other hand, the action of swinging the sword was something that couldn't be ignored. Edwin threw away his blunt weapon and grabbed his shield with both hands.

Thud! Thud!

"Ugh!"

It wasn't noble enough to be called a swordsmanship. It was just a violent strike without any technique or trickery. Even though he was blocking with a shield, his whole body screamed.

The veins on his skin were bulging as if they were going to burst, and his bones and muscles were twisted inside his body. It was a strength that even the blessed Pecatum body could not withstand. It was like receiving a steel bar that fell from the roof of a building.

It was a difference in basic specifications.

When Edwin was active as the godmother's hunting dog, he fought fiercely based on his monstrous self-recovery ability. He killed his enemies by cutting off their arms, piercing their stomachs, and spewing out their intestines.

This means that he prefers long-term battles. In terms of pure fighting power, Edwin is far behind Snowfield, and even Shadow and Mithril. He can't defeat Rags in a short-term battle.

Polaris is that kind of game in the first place.

Even when dealing damage, it is done in the form of a joint attack by three or four agents. Unless there is a special situation, one-on-one with the boss is not possible. The performance of the agents is bound by the framework of balance.

Even so,

There's a reason why evil characters are called evil.

Edwin managed to buy some time on his own.

Phew!

Kim Yi-hyeon, who approached while everyone was completely focused, swung [Chulyeongjeong]. The sharp awl scratched Ragdoll's ribs and lodged itself deeply. He pulled it out cleanly without bothering to open the wound.

'Twice in the future.'

As soon as Kim Yi-hyeon took a step back, a thick hand swept past his nose. Unlike the movement of shooing away bugs, the sound of the wind cutting through the air was extremely creepy.

"Rat, rat, you little rat! Don't run away!"

"Don't stop me, don't run away, I have many wishes."

A little bastard.

When I provoked him, he responded immediately.

"This...! B, this is the law, you will pay the price...!"

The rags roughly pushed Edwin away. The path was open. Before Edwin could even find his bearings, the blade or the fist or Kim I-Hyun would reach him. If there was no obstruction.

location.

Kim Yi-hyeon was careful about his position from the moment he first closed the distance. He was trying to make sure that he and the rags were not in a straight line with the vehicle. In other words, he was trying to get cover.

Even if there were no problems with the angle, the distance to the rags was too close. There was a possibility that it could be hit by friendly fire. However, there was absolutely no such worry in Kim Yi-hyeon's mind.

I believe in Chelsea as much as I believe in Asterique.

Bam, bam!

The special bullet reinforced with spell pierced the rag's footsteps. The axis collapsed. The swung square went in the wrong direction. Once again, [Chulyeongjeong] drank blood.

'Twice up to here.'

He turned the hilt back and fired the shotgun. The steel balls fired from a close range struck him all at once. Even though he had suffered wounds that would normally have killed him, Rags showed no sign of slowing down.

"I'll kill you!"

He forcibly supports his body by firmly pressing down on the floor with his foot as he steps forward. His bare hand, not the sword, extends low. When Edwin squeezes in again, he grabs his ankle as if he doesn't care.

Woodduck.

Edwin's ankle bones were crushed like candy by the force of the grip. His vision flipped up and down as he felt himself floating away from the ground. Edwin clenched his molars, anticipating the next moment.

Kuung!

Rags slammed Edwin, who had been fished out, into the ground. Blood gushed out like a tomato with a shrill sound. Underneath the iron mask, Rags's mouth twisted into a sinister grin.

I was so distracted by the stimulation of destruction that I didn't even notice.

To begin with, Rags's sense of pain had long since been numbed by repeated human experiments. Even when his flesh melts in the fire, he feels nothing.

The feeling of an awl poking my side too.

'thrice.'

The effect takes effect as soon as the conditions are met.

Black spots began to appear from the punctured area. The effects were not limited to the skin. Muscle fibers were cut as if they were severed, and cells in the blood died.

Cool!

The blood flowed out of Ragdoll's mouth. His pupils dilated. He realized the seriousness of the changes that had occurred within his body.

There is still no pain. However, my limbs cannot move freely. Something that has spread like poison has eaten away at my bones and reduced my physical functions.

It was all according to Kim Lee-Hyeon's plan.

'It's almost like a counter.'

The rags that appear in the game are very simple enemies, unlike other bosses. They have a spell that calls marked 'possessions' to your hand, but the ability itself is ambiguous.

In exchange for its lack of special abilities, some of its abilities are abnormally high. Attack power and stamina are examples of this. It is a typical stamina pig type that covers its low physical and magical powers with HP.

A boss that is famous for the large difference in difficulty perceived by each user. Since it is a boss that is played without any gimmicks or anything, and players who simply use their specs to press the button often feel like they are at a wall, especially non-paying users.

Of course, this is a story before [Chu Ryeong Jeong] was distributed.

"Whew, Whew…!"

Rags was expressing his emotions with his whole body. Shock. And fear as his size grew in an instant. Kim Yi-hyun was very dissatisfied that he could not see his expression because it was covered by a mask.

Kim Yi-hyeon was also drenched in cold sweat. Beneath his clothes, there were spots in areas that looked exactly like rags.

Damage caused by 'resonance'. It is the return of the curse.

The return recoil was small compared to the rags. If we were to quantify it, it would be several times the total amount of HP. In the first place, the damage from the first 'resonance' was only 15% of HP.

It's bearable at this point.

"Are you starting to come to your senses?"

Kim Lee-hyeon chuckled and thrust the shotgun in.

He fired boldly into the face. The pungent smell of gunpowder spread, and the raghead was thrown back. The close-range shot dented the iron mask.

"Ugh!"

A suppressed groan leaked out of Ragdoll's mouth. It was more like the howl of a wounded animal. It was not pain, but an unknown itch that reached his brain. He threw the iron mask as if he was going to tear it off.

The face that was revealed to the world was, as expected, hideous. The facial features were misaligned. The wrinkles around the eyes bulged out as if the eyeballs were going to be ripped out. The sunken nose and cheekbones from the shooting just now.

It was a face that no one would want to look at for a long time.

Bang, taang!

The rags are still alive. Although their reactions are somewhat slower and their swordsmanship and gestures are not as strong as before, their shabby bodies are more than enough to kill a person.

However, everyone who watched the battle knew the ending. The monstrous human who had been unmoving even when shot would be thoroughly hunted by humans weaker than him.

It was a sight that gave even the agents who had become accustomed to Kim Lee-hyun goosebumps.

"...This is ridiculous."

The ghost muttered as if talking to himself.

With his minimal movements and tactical attacks, he couldn't help but think of the Kim I-Hyun of the past. Who would believe that man had struggled with speeders and ash wolves just a few years ago?

It's abnormal growth. And moreover.

'Wasn't he seriously injured?'

Edwin Berenice, who would not have been surprised if he had died on the spot, was now raising his hand again. Chelsea's shots delayed Rags's movements at every critical moment.

"This is a total joke."

There was even a sense of despair in the professor's voice. It was an understandable reaction. As a professor who couldn't fight directly, he wouldn't be able to imitate Kim Lee-hyun even if he died and came back to life.

There was no need to join.

By the time Westcreek returned, dragging his bloody knife, the rags were already oozing blood and entrails from every orifice on their bodies. The staggering body finally fell forward.

"Whew. It's tough."

Kim Yi-hyeon grimaced at the musty air that came into his nose. The smell of pus, blood, and gunpowder was a disgusting combination. He put the shotgun down and put [Chulyeongjeong] back into its scabbard.

"It's amazing to be alive in this condition."

"Are you jealous?"

"No way. Rather, it's pitiful."

I lifted my right foot and stepped on the back of the fallen ragman. Soon, an axe handle appeared in my empty hands. I held the axe, feeling a small tremor coming from the sole of my shoe.

I cut off his head.

Of course, it wasn't a very pleasant experience. I had to strain every time I felt the crack of the bone, and it was hard to suppress the nausea due to the stench and the disgust.

It was a story of feelings. I didn't vomit.

[ERROR!]

[Confirmation of the death of character 'Raggedy'.]

[Calculate the damage rate of the scenario.]

'Oh my. Is this an error too?'

I played through the Ishrad episode and defeated the boss that appeared in the game, but it said it was an error. Is it because the method is different or because the time is off? I can't figure out the criteria.

'Something is getting more and more annoying.'

Every time a message is printed, I feel strange. The feeling of being forced to believe that the place I live in is a game, and that 'Kim Lee-hyun' is an outsider who does not belong there.

I clicked my tongue half-consciously. Edwin, who was catching his breath next to me, asked me casually.

"What else are you dissatisfied with?"

"Again. If anyone heard me, they'd think I'm some kind of sensitive person."

"It's more surprising that you think otherwise."

The nonsense was passed over.

Kim Yi-hyeon turned his back after discarding the bloody axe. To the left and right are the corpses of soldiers that West Creek had piled up. To the center is the path he had passed.

Just because you've gotten rid of the rags doesn't mean everything is solved.

Because the fighting here is only part of the operation.

"If you're done resting, let's get in the car."

As usual, the instructions were indifferent. Edwin checked the car he had been riding in with his own eyes. Smoke was rising from the hood where the tattered knife had been stuck.

"Does it roll?"

"You should throw that one away. One of them is fine."

"How many people are there…."

"Either you ride it or you can ride it on Ghost's lap."

"I don't want to die even if it means dying."

Kim Yi-hyeon chuckled at the serious look.

"Then go quickly and take a seat."

The destination is Ishrad again.

It's time to go pluck the old man's beard.