§ 350. Creeping chaos
It’s not like D/Z SAGA didn’t have an online play system.
To be exact, it was closer to a system that users had forcibly created through various means.
To be exact, you can extract Keltus from your save data and use the net play system that is somehow located in the dummy system’s training ground… Well, anyway, you can compete against each other’s Keltus by using several net battle systems.
Of course, the balance is a mess.
How can this be balanced?
Think about it, this game wasn’t made with PVP in mind in the first place, so how could it possibly be balanced?
This is a place where guys who have seen the ending specs through all sorts of tricks bring characters with the ending specs and use instant death cheats, so other guys are no match for them.
So there were rules there, and if you broke the rules you got banned.
However, Koreans are naturally motivated to play games that involve tearing each other apart, killing each other, and breaking each other’s heads.
The so-called ‘D/Z Battlefield’ gained immense popularity simply because it still had places where it could be used even after seeing the ending.
There are even people who have seen the ending and raised their characters just for this battlefield, so what more can I say?
We named this the full-length character.
This means that it is a character that is raised to fit the full length of the game.
At one time, the ‘battlefield’ was also my main stage.
So, the place where I mainly played my character between 3,000 and 5,000 hours of Ptarm was the battlefield.
And, the first thing that players who meet like this after finishing a full-length game do is say hello.
When I raised my fist and pointed at the guy, he sat down and stood up twice.
indeed.
That’s a greeting I use often.
They greet each other and hold a bow.
For the first time in a long time, I couldn’t help but smile as I felt like I was fighting a real battle.
ruler.
It’s time for a fun and enjoyable battle.
***
This battlefield is a battlefield of heartless villains who only think about defeating their opponents with various tricks and variables.
Of course, there are cases where newbies from the clean water fight each other, and in these cases, the intrusion of veterans is strictly prohibited.
But, beyond a certain point.
So, there is no mercy for those who have been around for over a thousand hours and are starting to rot.
“【!!!!】”
Oh my.
Who are you screaming in front of?
As soon as the guy turned on the royal bloodline, I ran over and hit him in the neck with my club.
The bastard’s mouth was shut, and he looked at me with eyes of disbelief.
okay.
If you have a tier 1 skill, it’s basic to install it first.
I did the same thing. Oh my.
hmm.
I think I’ll try it too after a long time.
When I sat down and got up a couple of times in that spot, the guy’s eyes changed.
And then.
“Hoo. So that’s how you come.”
My ghost… to be exact, the ghost that was about to become one first canceled the backstep into a normal attack and then laid down a forward dash.
And the flying flat attack.
A neat and tidy fit
However, because it is so neat, it is rather easy to understand.
If everything is out of sync, then it’s like me back in the day when I didn’t notice the immutable truth that everything is fixed.
Doo-woong.
A heavy thumping sound is heard.
I accurately parried the flat attack that was coming to price my crown, and the bastard’s posture collapsed significantly.
“Wolfram, now! Kill him!”
“Senior! Please!”
I look at this from afar and make a wish, but unfortunately, it is a wish that cannot be granted.
because.
Because the trash that tormented the baby has to die in agony and sob.
How do you kill it?
Exactly!
I hit the center of the forehead with a hammer, and the bastard’s body swayed and shook.
Yeah. The specs themselves are Wolfram, so just hitting it is enough.
Here, just keep hitting me until I die.
***
The battle that unfolded afterwards was in fact a feast of all sorts of tricks.
Avoiding judgment by chewing on the flat can, sitting down and standing up, mixing in a kick during the invincible time of rolling back, approaching with a backstep after turning around and then sitting down to do a flat attack, etc.
“Ugh···.”
“Eww···.”
“Ah, hahaha.”
The battle of the Mist was beyond human imagination.
Of course, the problem was that it was not the mysterious and fearful transcendence that had been shown so far, but a transcendence filled with indescribable horror, grotesqueness, and strangeness.
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A battle that even the three people who love Wolfram so much turned away from without realizing it.
Ayla shut her eyes tightly, Nephthy turned her head away, and Mille-Feuille could do nothing but shiver.
Human…?
No, can a human make such movements?
Mist pressed into Wolfram with movements that seemed to use each of his limb joints separately.
It was horrible. It was terrifying.
The sight of Wolfram’s expressionless Mist attacking while freely twisting his limb joints was enough to make one turn their eyes away.
Wolfram would beat him with a stick while looking away, and Mist could never get close to Wolfram.
A sense of peace welled up in my chest at the realization that Wolfram was that strong, but Nephthy blurted out something that took away that sense of relief.
“From now on, we’ll have to break that mist. The mist that moves like that···.”
“Ugh.”
Ayla nodded, forcing herself to calm down from the shock.
okay.
It has to be broken someday.
That bizarre mass of movement, that horrible thing shaped like a human being.
“Ha, I guess you can do it.”
“······Yes. I guess you can do it.”
What kind of tactics are they using?
What is the meaning of that action?
Mist now began to crawl on the floor on all fours.
Just like that.
A black body crawling around the kitchen… No, let’s stop here.
Anyway, Wolfram was fighting a bit more gracefully, thank goodness.
“Wolfram’s Mist···.”
“Heehee···.”
“Pee-pee!? Are you okay?”
“I, I can’t do that. That is···.”
Ayla shivered as she watched the mist crawling on the floor in a limbo position, its belly exposed.
I wonder if I can break that someday.
Before that, I felt like my heart was going to break.
***
The mist eventually evaporated, living up to its name.
“hmm.”
My play style was right around the 4,000 hour mark until the very end.
At that time, I was a technical player who specialized in mysterious and unpredictable movements.
Of course, this is a move I no longer take after realizing that the ultimate technique is to subdue without moving much.
what.
It doesn’t look bad even now.
No, it might be a lot cooler than you think.
“Wolfram, Wolfram?”
“Hmm. Ayla. What’s going on?”
“···Let’s go get something to eat. It’s pretty late today. Okay?”
“······.”
It’s strangely rushed.
Has something like that happened?
Food… Not bad.
“Do the other guys agree?”
“yes!”
“Dude, I want to get out of here quickly.”
······.
It’s not that eating is the problem, it’s that I feel like I’m desperate to get out of here.
Why?
“Wolfram. Let’s go.”
“Okay. Let’s go.”
Yahoo! Hurray! Shouting the same thing, the guys quickly came out of this dream.
Only I nodded, looking at my mist behind me.
Even though I hadn’t mastered any skills, just being able to face my past self was an incredibly impressive experience.
I got a little annoyed by the kids and got beat up, but when I fought them, they were decent intermediate players with decent playstyles.
It could be a good old-fashioned thing.
“Let’s meet again someday.”
okay.
Someday again.
***
The meal was based on a dish I made.
Recently, I have been trying to improve my cooking skills again, so my main menu items were chicken salad, sandwiches, and cream stew.
“Okay. Listen.”
“yes!”
Everyone began to eat with one mind and one purpose, and when the mood became more relaxed, something suddenly occurred to me and I told the party members.
“I trust you enough, and I’ll even leave the convenience store key with you, so you can come and practice your skills in Mongkyung whenever you want.”
“······.”
“Why? My hand suddenly stopped.”
“Uh, Wolfram. When you say technical proficiency…you mean going into that mirror?”
“But that’s true.”
“Seo, senior… then with that skill, does your… mist also come out?”
I paused for a moment.
No, it’s not that I stopped talking that’s so great, it’s just that the status windows of the party members in front of me say [Abnormal Status: Confusion of Reason].
That’s why, according to what a guy who played in another game before said, if you have a [Collapse of Reason], your SAN value…
“Senior?”
“Hmm? Oh, my mist doesn’t come out. The entrant can specify the mist.”
“okay!”
At my words, the confused marks next to the three people disappeared.
what?
“But, you don’t want to fight with my mist?”
“Yes. I absolutely do not want to fight. Those, those strange movements… Honestly, just thinking about it is scary.”
“I see. But don’t forget that all those movements have intentions.”
“······There is an intention, you say?”
“Well. For example. That crawling motion on all fours deflects all the attacks from above and…”
As we spoke, confusion once again appeared in the party members’ status windows.
······What is the reason?
“Uh, Wolfram? Let’s finish eating. How about you stop asking Nephthys?”
“Yes, yes···.”
“Is the squeak okay?”
“······Black.”
What is it?
Why is Mille-feuille crying all of a sudden?
Do you hate dealing with my mist that much?
“I thought it was a pretty good move. Especially that staff member···”
“···Okay! Wolfram! Ah! Okay! I’ll feed you!”
“I’m not a kid, I’ll eat it myself.”
“Sleep! Ah!”
“······.”
I had no choice but to put half of the sandwich that Ayla handed me into my mouth.
***
All final exams are over.
With winter break just around the corner, we each sought to strengthen and grow ourselves.
He was desperate to hone his skills, whether it was by using dream-like techniques to enhance his strengths or to improve his weaknesses.
Rudika was very happy to see Mong-gyeong catching up with her speed even a little.
Eve was frustrated to see that her movements in her dream were slightly faster than usual.
“Isn’t this a scam?! You said it was my fake copy!”
“Don’t you think that your body’s agility has deteriorated further?”
“asleep.”
I almost died.
Against violence.
anyway.
Bansang’s dreamscape has become a hot place.
Because it is not a dream, the results remain real.
Then, I think we can just get rid of the word dream world, but the naming issue is something that needs to be discussed with the game company, and has already gone through in-depth discussions among veterans.
Ayla, Nephthy, and Mille-Feuille would occasionally flinch whenever they entered a dream state, but the exact reason is unknown.
A training ground where you can hone your skills, become stronger, and surpass yourself.
The one who made the most of it and refined herself was an elf girl.
She wrote dream books on the side, sometimes practicing swordsmanship on her own, and sometimes learning spirit magic from Patrasche.
The amount of training is so intense that it makes you wonder when you’ll ever rest.
I guess that’s what it means to be as strict with yourself as you are with others.
Today, I approached Sylphia, who was swinging a sword in front of the convenience store.
“Aren’t you cold?”
“······It’s a little cold.”
“I see. Drink it.”
“hmm.”
She took a sip of the tea I offered her and smiled brightly.
“That’s a nice car.”
“Yes. It took a while to grow. It has a warming effect.”
“thanks.”
“What. Shouldn’t you drink a lot now?”
“Haha. Right.”
“It’s been about two months now.”
“Then it’s graduation. It’s a real farewell.”
Graduation is in early February. It’s now late November.
There’s no need to come face to face with Sylphia anymore.
I still regret it because I graduated and said goodbye to her.
Sylphia said, as if to wash away the gloomy atmosphere.
“Do you know why I practice like this?”
“Isn’t it because of Eve’s escort after graduation?”
“That’s the most important thing. But… didn’t you say? That my graduation raid would be the most memorable.”
“I did.”
“I’m looking forward to it, Wolfram.”
“You seem to be expecting a lot?”
“Well, that’s right. I can’t help but look forward to it. Isn’t this the last big gift my friend has prepared for me?”
“······.”
The elf inspector put down the cup he had finished drinking, smiled, placed a hand on my shoulder, and said, “I’ve been waiting for you, my friend,” as he passed by me.
friend.
Yeah. Sylphia and I are friends.
I’m so touched because this old man doesn’t seem to have many friends.
“Okay, my friend. Let’s prepare the best boss.”
I didn’t know you’d be that interested in raids.
hmm.
What should I do to get you to give me a dragon slayer?
