Trait Hoarder Chapter 26

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Dagger Wave

The whole building shakes.

The furniture shook as if it were going to split and dust flew from the ceiling.

The man who was standing like a statue spoke politely.

“Big brother. It’s too dangerous here. How about staying in the next room?”

“Huh. Is there a tiger that would wag its tail just because a wolf cub barks? Shut up and light a fire.”

A man sitting in a giant executive chair takes a bite out of a cigar.

A short man with unusually squinty eyes.

As the man standing there lit a cigar, a turquoise magical light flashed.

The sitting man, the dagger boss, blew out a long puff of smoke.

Blue-gray smoke danced in the air.

“Whoa, as expected, that Jeondong kid is hot. Where’s the kid who shoots a rocket launcher and says he’s going to snipe?”

“It was too dangerous. The boss was right upstairs, and there was a rocket launcher.”

“Ma. Do you think that Jeondong guy would shoot me? And we got hit by a bomb like that too, so shouldn’t we repay him with something?”

“I don’t know where I brought that crazy guy like a dog.”

“I bet they gave you a lot of money. That’s not the problem.”

The dagger boss chewed his lips.

He was truly a scary guy.

I admit that I reacted like a fool when I was suddenly attacked.

But what does that mean?

Are you just going to throw grenades, flashbangs, and grenades into the defensive points and hiding spots that you’ve painstakingly designed?

It is clear that information was leaked from within.

If you don’t know in advance, you can’t advance quickly to the 4th floor.

The guests only enjoy the interior space for business purposes, but the Dagger Sect’s defense plan includes secret spaces, secret passageways, and even secret rooms.

“Anyway, he’s probably dead.”

The escort spoke in a low tone.

“Since Brother Jeon Dong said he would use an anti-personnel grenade, there’s no way he could survive in a confined space.”

“What if he’s a level 3 superhuman? What if he has a defensive ability?”

“that······”

Do you think that’s possible?

The escort swallowed those words.

With the skills the Iron Fist has shown as they’ve grown, and the money they’re making these days, I’d even hire a level 3 superhuman for a little while.

Actually, isn’t that a more reasonable inference?

Even though I knew the inside information, I killed everyone and got up to the 4th floor by myself.

“I’ll send the kids down and make sure they’re killed. No, I’ll go there myself.”

“Okay. If anything seems strange, ask for assistance right away. I’ll go myself.”

“Big brother? Leave it to me. I will handle it properly.”

“What if it’s level 3? Then you die and the kids die too. If you die too, we’re done for.”

The dagger boss stubbed out his cigar in the ashtray nervously.

“What about Daehoon and Jisung?”

“It looks like the Iron Fist guys are coming in droves. I heard they’re in a standoff.”

“f*ck. I sharpened the knife, I sharpened the knife.”

There’s a superhuman gunman inside the base.

Outside the base, there is an iron fist.

None of them were easy.

It felt like a knife was stuck in my throat.

It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this cool sensation.

I had a premonition that if I was not careful, I would fall from the cliff and crash into that deep abyss.

Well, when wasn’t that the case?

The dagger boss stroked the two daggers on his waist one by one.

Magic dagger.

One was [cursed] and the other was [addicted].

These two were the last bastion and only friends that the dagger faction boss trusted.

I had no doubt that they would overcome this difficulty this time too.

‘He’s a superhuman and he uses his iron fist to cut everything down.’

The dagger boss’s eyes glowed sinisterly.

But it seemed like things wouldn’t go easily.

Bang bang bang!

A few minutes later, the downstairs area became noisy with the sound of gunshots.

[Aaak!]

[Joe, watch out!]

[No, he’s alive!]

[Request for support! Request for support!]

[Eww! Save me!]

[Brother! Help us! We’re all going to die!]

The corners of my eyes are twitching.

A look of disbelief is engraved in their eyes.

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You’re alive?

You put a rocket in?

“f*ck!”

The dagger boss suddenly stood up.

He puts on the black coat that was hanging on the hanger next to the executive’s chair.

A dagger boss who creates a magic circle on the surface of the court and then disappears from that spot.

It was the moment when the true power of the Dagger Sect was put into action.

***

“Ugh!”

I was lucky.

If I hadn’t moved immediately after seeing the rocket through the goggles, my whole body would have been torn to shreds.

It was a stroke of genius to reflexively fly into the center of the circular casino table.

I crouched inside and instantly equipped and activated [Magic Shield].

Immediately after, a rocket flew in.

Could it be because it was fired from the roof of a building, dozens of meters away?

The rocket shattered the window and embedded itself in the ground directly in front of it.

Thanks to this, the lethality of the grenade was weakened, and the countless flying fragments were blocked by the casino table and magic shield in front of me.

Of course, it wasn’t perfect.

The casino table and the magic shield were both pierced in an instant, and a dozen or so pieces of debris rained down on me.

As a result, my left arm became a complete rag.

I extended my arm and used the [Defense] trait.

“Eww!”

A tearing pain runs up my left arm.

I groaned, but felt a sense of relief inside.

sick.

That is, the nerves are alive.

The arm wasn’t even cut off.

By now, it will get better if you use wound healing and regeneration, but it will take time.

Oh, but I guess I’ll have to get the surgery.

There might be a few fragments stuck in there.

‘This is not the time.’

They will be here soon.

I checked my current condition while enduring the pain.

My physical condition is absolutely terrible.

The magical power that had been tightly packed in the magical circuit dried up like a drought-stricken rice paddy.

There is only an overflow of surplus magic power that cannot be used.

Tinnitus rings in my ears like the chirping of cicadas.

Sometimes the world was spinning so fast that it was hard to stand up.

I felt excruciating pain all over my body, including my left arm, and I was so confused.

‘I have to get up.’

He picked up the shotgun with trembling hands.

Changed traits to prepare for the upcoming battle.

[Shooting][Magic Points][Sensitivity]

[Recovery from wounds][Recovery of magic power][Vitality]

I need to recover at least a little.

Because both excessive bleeding and depletion of magical power are fatal to the body.

It was when I consciously focused and scanned the hallway leading to the 5th floor.

My vision became narrow and I felt like the world was spinning slowly, along with a tingling sensation.

[Focus] Acquire traits.

In a gunfight, I removed the largely useless magic spirit and added focus.

Then, in response to my sensitive characteristics, I start to push surrounding stimuli into my brain.

A single sound of wind blowing outside the window.

Even the sound of electricity popping from a broken wire.

It was a strange feeling.

Although it is blurry, it feels like the surrounding space is converted into a 3D map and drawn in my head.

Was that why?

The sound of someone stepping down the stairs was as clear as a watercolor painting.

“Youngest. Go and check.”

“Brother, if that guy is still alive······”

“Is that gun in your hand just for decoration? If he raises his head, just shoot him. If you put it down automatically and shoot him, even a superhuman is finished, finished!”

Swish, swish, swish.

A gang member who walks very carefully, so as not to make any noise.

All is useless in the face of a combination of concentration and sensitivity.

I counted in my head.

‘One, two, three, now!’

He suddenly got up.

With amazing agility and precision like a blade, he took up a shooting stance.

“Eek!”

The gang member gasped in surprise.

My finger was on the trigger, shaking, but I was faster.

Tuan! Tuan! Tuan! Tuan! Tuan!

A gunshot that is noticeably heavier and more solid than a regular rifle.

A considerable amount of recoil hits my shoulder.

If you set it to automatic and shoot, the muzzle would have shot straight up into the sky unless you used the strength trait.

Its firepower was also terrifying.

A hole was ripped through the chest of the gang member who had been hit properly.

The same goes for the gang members who were coming down from behind while keeping watch.

The lucky guy got his arm blown off, the unlucky guy got his head blown off, and the guy buried next to him got a hole in his stomach and let out a long scream.

“Kwaaak!”

“Joe, watch out!”

“No, he’s alive!”

“Request assistance! Request assistance!”

“Eww! Save me!”

“Brother! Help us! We’re all going to die!”

He doesn’t just die.

Tata Tang!

Move to find cover and counterattack.

Rifles and shotguns were firing. If I got hit by that while I couldn’t use my magic shield, I would die too. I had no choice but to crouch down on the hole-filled casino table.

Click.

A loud bang that rings out almost simultaneously.

My hair stood on end.

Because it was the sound of the safety pin being removed from a grenade.

‘Where are you?’

He quickly pulls his head out and looks straight ahead.

A man wearing a fancy suit is seen holding a grenade.

The scene of him pulling his arm behind his head as if he was throwing a baseball slowly burned into my eyes.

Even at first glance, the movements are clearly skilled.

He gritted his teeth and raised the shotgun.

The focus trait was slowing down my time immensely.

There was no time to adjust the scale.

I aimed the gun instinctively and pulled the trigger.

Bullfight!

A gunshot that rings out unusually long.

It didn’t stop with just one foot.

Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!

The twenty rounds emptied the entire magazine.

To be honest, it was just a random shot. The grenade I was aiming for didn’t even hit. Instead, it hit the suited gangster who was trying to throw the grenade and he danced around like a scarecrow.

“Ugh!”

My chest, shoulders, arms, hands, and face are shattered one by one.

Not only is there a hole, it also falls off in drops.

And so, a lump of iron rolls to the floor.

A grenade with the safety pin removed.

“Oh, no!”

The gang members screamed.

I also realized my mistake.

As I quickly crouched down and hid behind the casino table, a shockwave spread.

Bam!

There is no flash or flame.

All that’s there is a shock wave that vibrates the floor and the building together.

And the black dust rising.

There is only a piece of iron debris that swept away the gambling house one step ahead.

“Ahhhh!”

“Ugh!”

“Kyaaah!”

A scream came riding the shockwave.

The scream that sends shivers down my spine makes me feel my whole body without me knowing.

‘Are you hurt?’

It was a stroke of luck.

A sturdy casino table provided the primary barrier, and the protective clothing effectively blocked the debris.

There were several sharp pieces of shrapnel lodged in his body armor, helmet, and especially in his back and the back of his head.

It ended here because there was some distance, if the grenade had been thrown towards me, I would have really died.

“Eat this too!”

Are you the only one who uses grenades?

I write too!

I opened a grenade and threw it.

It felt particularly scratchy when I threw it.

I feel like I can customize it to my liking.

Even the feeling that you can throw a changeup like a baseball.

[Throw] Trait.

The thrown grenade fell into the middle of the gang as if it was being sucked in.

Bam!

He charged, clutching a shotgun, immediately after the explosion.

Almost all of them were corpses.

Except for one person.

“Euuuu······”

A gang member who is already bleeding profusely from all over his body.

He was the last survivor.

There was no chance of survival.

I kindly helped ease the gang member’s suffering.

By putting a bullet in the head.

“Phew.”

Are you done?

There are only blood-covered corpses around.

There is no noise other than the sound of the wind and the sound of the electric lights.

Although I can’t hear my own heartbeat, I can’t say that I can’t hear the groans of a living person.

Still, I have to make sure.

Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!

They put a bullet in each head of the corpse that looked intact.

Even after completing the confirmation kill, he did not let his guard down.

Because the dagger faction boss is an assassin.

He was a strong opponent who was difficult to deal with at low levels, even having three magical weapons optimized for assassins.

‘You have to be careful with sniping too.’

Maximizes focus and sensitivity.

The characteristics are also replaced.

[Shooting][Concentration][Sensitivity]

[Defense][Patience][Matthew]

I have to somehow survive this one room.

It’s hard for me to break the dagger boss’s stealth trait and the shadow magic of the magic coat with my current trait. The dagger boss will probably start by sticking a dagger in my back first.

‘Where are you?’

If you stay in the 5th floor boss room, or more precisely, the representative office, there will be no problem.

Because it’s obvious where the dagger boss is hiding.

But this is not a game, it is another reality and world.

If the rocket launcher sniping fails and all the subordinates sent down are destroyed, the dagger faction boss won’t just sit there and warm his seat.

Ss …

Drones descend one after another through the ventilation shaft.

A drone with two small machine guns mounted on either side of its small body.

“under!”

But I just snorted.

It’s so small that it can’t produce proper firepower.

It’s called a machine gun, but is it really as powerful as a pistol bullet?

Moreover, it is easy to hit them when they fly in a line like that from the vent.

The intention was obvious.

Still, I fought back as best I could.

I left the casino table, dashed behind a thick pillar, hid there, and pulled the trigger.

Boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom!

Drones being shot down one by one.

Knock knock!

It’ll sling bullets at you, but you’ll have to shoot it down before it can aim at you.

Although their performance was disappointing, expensive drones were exploding like firecrackers.

While I was there, my mind was drawn to it.

It happens.

My shadow.

Between the shadows of the coat that are parted like lips, ash-gray fangs stick out, blocking even the light.

A dagger flew towards my back without any noise.

‘joy.’

I laughed silently.

Because it was all as expected.

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