Chapter 27 – An Eye for an Eye (4)

Knock… Knock…

“”…””

After the whirlpool of ghosts disappeared, only the sound of dripping water could be heard in the workshop.

DuBlanc couldn’t understand what was going on. The man who should have died was alive. Up to this point, rather, it is because I have an audience when I enjoy the two years next to good things.

However, in the storm of malice, only the top was ripped off, and Yuchun’s body with ideal muscles was fine as if it had just been washed. There…

“Have a good job… Heeik! No way!! It hurts! It hurts! Please! Sah, save me!!”

“Be patient, there is still something to do.”

In his right hand was a woman still wearing a mask. He slowly reached out her left hand and took the woman’s hand. Gently, like holding a lover’s hand. However…

Pag-guk-!!!

“Higgugggagyaggyaaaaa! It hurts!!!! Please!!!! Now stop! That’s right!!!”

There was a sound of crushing and shattering in the hand he held. His muscles and veins burst, and shattered bones and ligaments stick out from between his grip.

His hand became dough. Made of blood, bone, and flesh, not flour. It wasn’t that the fingers were broken, but that they had become a lump.

His left side was worse. Because it has already been like that from his fingertips to his shoulders. If he wasn’t a High Awoken he would have died long ago of shock.

“You guys wait there, it’s your turn next. If Killian runs away, catch him alive.”
-I get it.

Yoochun crossed his hand and grabbed his wrist and said. It was a sentence It was the voice of the executioner who gave the death row inmate. As if that’s your destiny

Fast-!
That crazy bastard…

At that word, life begins to rush from all sides. Predators that no one here has ever been ignored by anyone. However, I felt a great humiliation that a guy I had never heard of told me not to run away.

“Under-! Is it like making only one guy like that and then arrogant?”

Tibo Chyna smiled, crossing her arms.

“What’s good? If I die while alive, I will…”
“Hey bitch”
“…What did you just say?”
“Close your mouth, trash bitch, you’re the last one.”
“This bastard…Is finally crazy…”

In response to Yoochun’s verbal abuse while pointing at her, she threw away her usual honorifics and spat out her swear words.

“Kaya! What are you doing! Do I have to listen to a guy like that?! Cut off his limbs and bring him in front of me.”
“Yes boss.”

Kaya ran to Yuchun at her command.

‘I’ll cut off your arm first.’

She was as fast and stealthy as she was a member of Pangu’s group of assassins. In an instant, she grabbed Yuchun’s back, then grabbed the sword at her waist in reverse, and in an instant, she unleashed a sword-loaded sword to slash his right arm.

It is a product of talent that can only be used by swordsmen who have reached the stage of engraving shapes beyond putting magical energy into swords, and that only 10% of those who properly train swords can reach it.

Visor-!
“Kuh-?!”

The blade loaded with such sword energy touched the fabric and shattered. The recoil tore Kaya’s right hand’s mouth apart.

A gap that came out of momentary astonishment. She quickly backed away. But Yoochun didn’t look back. Just him-! He was calmly crushing the screaming Lee Bo-young.

“It’s not your turn yet. Wait.”

A gentle tone as if soothing a child. Relaxation that did not fit the situation brought a sense of heterogeneity.

“Keugh-! Hit him!”

Realizing that her opponent was clearly ignoring her, Kaya humiliated and ordered Black’s men.

Fifty-yi, the Fallen assassin dressed in black as she educated her, circled rapidly around Yuchun, thrusting her sword into her gap.

Chae-chae-chae-!

It was hardly the sound of metal colliding with human flesh.
Still, Yoochun didn’t care. Her Yuchun, who squeezed both of her arms at Lee Bo-young, set her down, her laughing in her madness, and squatted her down, stretching her hands to her legs.

‘That son of a bitch…!’
Kaya gritted her teeth as she still ignored him.
“Aim for the vitals! You don’t have to die!”

Chae-chae-chae-!

Her instep, cartilage, eyes, vertebrae, arteries, armpits, etc. Yuchun, who slowly started to crush Lee Bo-young’s toes, attacked every vital part that would not die.

But looking fine. Seeing that, Kaya calmly thought about it.

‘I don’t know what tricks he played, but that won’t last forever.’

She was mistaken that Yuchun’s appearance was some kind of trick. It was a natural reaction when I saw something that made no sense in common sense. No matter how hard humans train, they can’t train their blood vessels or eyes.

The storm of blades intensified. As if the assassins were also pissed off at Yuchun’s ignoring them, their attacks became more ruthless. Its appearance is like a storm of shadows. Everyone in this room except for one thought that Yuchun would be in a mess.

*

Hee hee!Hee hee!”
…

Five minutes later, when Yuchun crushed her entire right leg, only Lee Bo-young’s frantic voice resounded in her workshop. The assassins who were attacking also drew back with a heavy breath.
It’s not because I’m tired. There were no more weapons to attack. Only the hilt of the dagger was clutched in their hands.

“This is now gone.”
…

Yuchun lifted her knee and slowly stood up.
Weird. She was the thought of everyone here. The sorcerer’s gloomy workshop made one feel psychologically fearful, and the hundred or so villains gathered there were spraying ferocious spirit as one.

A tense situation even for allies. However, if it was an enemy, even the absolute counterparts of high rankers would have no choice but to contract their muscles and become tense.

“Did it take a while? I need to do it a little faster next time.”
…

An old man staring blankly at a fishing rod while waiting for a fish. Her ease and serenity were felt in him. Something has changed in her. The weakness that even the clumsy acting at the beginning could not cover disappeared in an instant.

“Ah…”

Moans coming from somewhere.
Somebody, everyone here realized. Nothing has changed. That’s the nature of the guy hiding behind his humanity. He is not an old man waiting for fish. I thought wrong. That ease and serenity was that of a natural predator.

“You’re fucking.”

But the predator was here too. Dublanc Palatue, a blond man stretched out like a lion. A villain who was once said to be able to reach high rank, an extremely strong swordsman and the bastard of the Palatu sword family, the 10 greatest sword family in the central world. He was also a natural predator.

He lowered his hand from Killian’s shoulder and pulled out the huge greatsword from his back. 1 m 90 cm long, 37 cm wide. The name of the sword with the elegant lines is ‘Arpe’.

It is the name of the god of typhoons in the mythology of the elves. It was a weapon that the head of the Palatue Swordsman killed and stole from Yggdrasil’s elven warrior and made it the family treasure. As soon as DuBlanc was designated as the villain, he took it and ran away from the sword.

Arpe is an initiator-type weapon that creates a magical storm, and it goes well with Dublanc’s great swordsmanship, which concentrates his enormous power in one blow.

He lived a life of escape, avoiding numerous swordsmen who pursued him to find the sword and rankers who were aiming for a bounty.

The man gave the family swordsmanship books and elixir to DuBlanc and told him to hide and grow in strength until that day comes.

His talent and top-notch swordsmanship, as well as an elixir that can’t be easily seen. Having grown rapidly with the best support he had not received even in the swordsman, he could now cut mountains with a single blow.

“Calm down you idiots!”

Dublanc screamed in pity at the shrinking appearance of the villains from Earth, such as Gaksital and Fallen’s Assassins.

“Stop calling yourself a villain to be fooled by such a performance, idiots.”
“Fur, performance?”
“Um, is that a performance?”
“Huh, it looks like she became a babysitter. That is Gaho!”

‘I guess that’s why I survived.’

The system that appeared after the ‘Castle of Babel’ came to an end and the languages ​​of all dimensions were integrated, that is, the power of the status window, that is called divine protection.

Unlike skills, it is activated automatically when you have the will to use it without needing any understanding.

A blade loaded with magical power cannot pierce the eyeball and bounces off?
The only thing that made it possible to deviate from that logic was God’s protection. That was DuBlanc’s conclusion.

‘Instead of that, certain conditions are required.’

Just as Lee Do-kyung’s [Nak-il] Required a distance of 5 km to amplify the damage by 2x, such a difficult condition was required for a strong protection.

‘Perhaps his divine protection is the kind of protection that allows him to enter an invincible state for a limited time.’

Physical abilities? It’s pretty good, but even DuBlanc was capable of squeezing people. Combat ability? As you can see, he has no experience in fighting properly.

‘It’s a hollow Gangjeong who believes in quite strong power and blessings and plays cruelty.’

DuBlanc came to a conclusion about Yuchun like that.

‘I can’t believe these idiots are staring blankly in fear of something like that.’

Apparently, the gatekeepers, the black saints, and Tibocina seemed to have the same thoughts as Dublanc, but rather looked at him with interest. The earth-born bastards were trembling pathetically, looking astonished.

As soon as he finished thinking, DuBlanc stood in front of Yuchun at an appropriate distance.

“My child, do you think that kind of acting will work for killifish from the rural level, and that it will also work for people from the central world like me?”

“Performance?”
‘What are they talking about?’
Yoochun did not understand what it meant to act for himself.

“Ahahaha!! You seem to have a pretty good guard. But what if you use such a spleen number in such a meaningless place? You sick man”

“Did you think we would be afraid of you? That’s funny. In the central world, there are many blessings even greater than that. You are like a frog in the well.”

After receiving Dublanc’s words, Tibochina and one of her gatekeepers looked at Yuchun’s stupid behavior with contempt and said,

“What…Then that bastard fooled us?”
“What a fucking bastard!”
“…”

Fallen and Gaksital, the villains from Earth who were intimidated by Yoochun’s appearance, gnashed their teeth at those words, thinking that all the ominous feelings they felt were acting.

“…”

“Looks like it’s a protection that makes you invincible for a limited time… That kind of condition is necessary. Ruler! How much time do you have left? Huh?”

“Gaho…Gaho.. Haha, you might think so…”

Yoochun, who didn’t understand the word ‘acting’, got rid of all his doubts when he said ‘Gaho’. And why are they still holding on to that belittling attitude?

“What are you talking about?”

“I’ve been thinking about it for a while.”

“What?”

“Why do you keep flirting with our Kili?”

Hehe…She’s not a good fit for a guy like you. It can be quite angsty and you can enjoy it quite stimulatingly. I’ll let you watch it later…”

“Ah, were you born that way too?”
“What…?”
“Are you the one born because your father raped a woman with a man?”
“…”
“Compared to what you say, the noble way of speaking seems familiar. Where do you think you are from? Then it’s obvious A bastard born to a prostitute who was raped by her father crookedly left home and became a villain. I think I explained your life in one word. Do you like it?”

“…”

Yoochun’s well-trained pad lip made the workshop fall silent.