Episode 338
3.
Just before the crocodile gentleman lunged at me, he opened his long maw.
“Tower! “Keep your promise!”
Dozens of butlers were lined up behind the crocodile’s back. Clink! The wine bottles the butlers were holding fell. Clink. Broken glass flew out. Stained red by the wine, the fragments bloomed like red rose petals.
[‘The Reddest Sommelier’ requests an oath from the tower.]
[Designation of sanctuary.]
[approval.]
The power of the Crocodile Shrine has been revealed.
[As of now, this place is owned by ‘The Reddest Sommelier.’]
[He is the one who sucks blood and spits it out, worship him.]
It was a thick fog.
Glass shards flashed and scattered in all directions. Red. A red haze remained where they passed. Red haze bloomed in the world.
“I am strong to the weak,”
The crocodile gentleman chuckled. That’s what the crocodile’s laughter sounded like.
“For the strong, the stronger!”
And the two of us collided. Quang! The crocodile’s staff and my holy sword collided. Of course, I planned to load up the Aurors and cut them down in one go. However, the crocodile submerged in the red fog looked fine.
“hmm.”
I frowned.
“It didn’t look like a fighter.”
“To be honest, you don’t look like much of a fighter either! young people! You look better as a butler than a prosecutor! How about it? “I’m recruiting deacons, but wouldn’t you consider changing your place of employment?”
“Because I have already decided to become the ghost of Duke Ivansia.”
“What a pity! “I’ll build a new house for you in your grave!”
Speeded up a little more. She divided her sword attack into three branches and poured them out. Quang! To my surprise, the crocodile gentleman caught up to my speed. The crocodile adjusted his tie with one hand and swung his staff with his free hand to block his sword.
‘what.’
Honestly, I was surprised.
‘Are you skilled enough to attack me? The level seemed low.’
There was a time when I wondered if I had miscalculated the other person’s skills. The snake on my wrist vibrated.
[‘The eyes that dwell in the labyrinth’ manifest their power.]
[expose.]
[The other person’s power is revealed to you.]
Hissmit Crits. Jormungand, the constellation in charge of information and now my subordinate, has exposed the true nature of the enemy.
Letters appeared before my eyes and twisted like snakes.
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[Maliciousness is parasitic on good will]
Owner: The Reddest Sommelier
Effect: The power of a vampire disguised as a crocodile. It is a truly simple yet cumbersome power that allows you to make the other person’s power your own when they use it.
Harvesting the other person’s life, harvesting their emotions, and exploiting their soul. If you feel that you truly communicate with him and that we are on the same level, it is a pure illusion. He just sweetly admires your deluded eyes. The entity is a parasite.
[The Reddest Sommelier] is a parasite among parasites, and no one can withstand his power if he attacks him alone.
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Ha, I burst out laughing.
“Wasn’t his martial arts skills high?”
“hmm? Ah, hmm! Uh huh. “Is it hissymit kritz!”
The crocodile gentleman clicked his tongue as if he was being picky.
“Now I see that not only was he captured, but he was also giving information to this young man! The greatest snake! Isn’t that embarrassing! I have always respected you, but instead of taking revenge on the person who betrayed you, you subjugated him! “What a disappointment!”
[It is false.]
The snake screeched and howled sharply.
[‘Eyes Dwelling in the Labyrinth’ points out that the part that is particularly false is ‘I have always respected you’.]
There are reasons why it is difficult for the constellations to cooperate with each other.
“Twins! What are you doing! “It’s your turn!”
At least that difficult cooperation was taking place here.
“Don’t give us orders.”
Behind them, the twins locked lips. It was a kiss where even the angle of the lips and the direction of the head were the same. As a result, their small noses were slightly pressed against each other. But without paying any attention, the twins slowly lowered their lips. As I look at the eyes that are getting farther and farther away.
“Top.” “It’s a promise.”
For the first time, the twins clasped their hands together.
[‘The Twins of Eternal Wonmu’ request an oath from the tower.]
Sararak.
The twins’ hair, which had been gray, changed. One is pure white, the other is black. The white and black were clearly differentiated.
So stark black and white.
It felt as if the world had been broken in two between the two of them.
[Designation of sanctuary.]
[approval.]
“Good!”
After seeing that, someone moved. It was a crocodile gentleman. The crocodile jumped backwards at once. Taaat! I attempted a chase, but was blocked by the crocodile’s cane.
“It’s useless, Death King! “Your state is my state!”
The crocodile laughed loudly.
“As the owner of this place, I generously acknowledge the twins’ involvement!”
One of the twins dug into the space vacated by the crocodile. It was a shift of offense and defense. The white twins, Baekja, swung their fists at me with expressionless faces.
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[As of now, this place is owned by the ‘Eternal Wonmoo Twins.’]
[Joint ownership is recognized.]
I thrust out my sword.
[He is the one who hurts and hurts, so worship him.]
neatly.
The tip of the sword pierced Baekja’s shoulder.
“ah! “Ahhhhhh!”
Baekja grabbed his shoulders and screamed. The white porcelain was not able to show such skills as easily blocking my attack like a crocodile gentleman. Half of the constellation was shaking and shedding tears of pain.
The moment I wondered why they attacked me so recklessly.
“are you okay.”
Beyond the table in the distance, the black man standing still smiled brightly. A whisper flowed through the black hair, which was so black that it seemed as if even the gaze would be sucked in.
“You are not sick.”
“…!”
Blood appeared in Baekja’s eyes.
“I’m not sick!”
It was madness deeper than pain.
Baekja swung his fist. It was as if he had forgotten that his shoulder had been pierced. As expected, I extended my sword and parried the blow, cutting off the enemy’s arm at the same time.
“Oh, hey?! Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssw
And I noticed it right after I cut my arm off.
“are you okay.”
Before I knew it, the wound on my shoulder had completely healed.
“You are not damaged.”
I let out a sword attack. Left, right, top, waves of attacks were launched at a speed that the opponent could not catch up with. The enemy’s limbs were torn apart. Every time, Baekja screamed. And every time, from afar, the black man quietly whispered.
“You are not hurt. “Right?”
“Yes! huh……!”
The arm grew again from where it fell. My battered knees stood up again. I hit the other person’s neck without hesitation, but it was no use. Even its neck shed its skin and grew a new one.
The black man giggled.
“You are noble. “No one can hurt you.”
“except you!”
“Ah, that’s right. “Except me.”
The air became turbid as black screams and white whispers mixed together.
“Because we are perfect.”
I narrowed my eyebrows.
‘That’s tricky.’
No matter how fatal the wound is, it is meaningless.
Just now, Hooker was swinging his fists with his battered body. I reduced the whole body to a little more rags, but the enemy only recovered quickly.
“does not it hurt! You are nothing! “On a subject that is nothing!”
The black man constantly rushed at me with eyes filled with madness.
While I was wondering what strategy would work, Silbaem engraved new letters before my eyes.
[‘The eyes that dwell in the labyrinth’ manifest their power.]
[expose.]
[The other person’s power is revealed to you.]
And the twins’ powers were revealed in detail.
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[Two people complete alliance (three people complete alliance)]
Owner: Twins of Eternal Wonmu
Effect: The power to end the world. If I, rather than you, interpret the world you see, and if you interpret the world I see, not me, then the world is complete with just that.
A spell that closes the world. If I collect ‘everything’ and try to match my size to the size of the world, the twins try to match the size of the world to their size by collecting ‘nothing’.
If you attack one of the twins and the other twin is safe, the attack is nullified. The same applies to physical attacks as well as mental attacks.
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“…….”
In other words, if vampires are parasitic, twins are symbiotic.
The former is [Delay] and the latter is [Tank].
“I can’t help it.”
Then white and black. All you have to do is hit both twins at the same time.
I immediately increased the shadow of the holy sword. The four swords spread out in layers were the sister swords, the power possessed by the [Guardian Goddess]. Whick! While dealing with the white ja, I leisurely used the remaining swords at the black ja.
“ah!”
Baekja opened his eyes wide. Even if the wound was nullified, Baekja’s martial arts itself was not great. The white man could not stop my spirit swords cutting through the air.
“no!!”
“…….”
Heukja didn’t even move when he saw the four swords coming at him. I just watched with a gentle smile. There was a good reason for that.
“Tower.”
The last remaining enemy party member, [Dry Handprint Nobleman] folded his fan.
“Keep your promise.”
A voice imbued with aura rang out for a moment.
[‘The Noble with the Dry Handprint’ requests an oath from the tower.]
[Designation of sanctuary.]
[approval.]
[As of now, this place is owned by ‘The Noble with the Dry Handprint’.]
The crocodile gentleman shouted urgently.
“I don’t care!”
[Joint ownership is recognized.]
The curtain spread out on the table once blocked my attack. Chaaaang! One of the four swords flew out. There were three sacks left. The sister swords flew into the hole created when the comrade was thrown.
It was at that moment that the nobleman’s power was activated.
[He is the one who is resented and despised; worship him.]
My swords tore apart Heukja’s body.
Obviously, it was cut.
“Huh?! “Eup, ahhh!!”
But the one who screamed was not in the black.
“Ahhhh, wow… Ahhh… … .”
It was white porcelain.
Baekja, who was swinging his fist in front of me, suddenly sat down on his knees and wrapped his arms around himself. Took. Blood flowed from places I had never cut.
I recognized that all of those wounds were what Heukja had to suffer originally.
“… … indeed.”
I took a step back.
“There’s no need to ask Hissimit Kritz to reveal this.”
Then he raised his hand and retrieved the sister swords.
“Is the damage transferred?”
“Yes.”
[The Noble with the Dry Handprint] opened his fan.
“I can transfer the hurt suffered by someone to someone else. “If it is justified.”
“It’s fun. There is no way it would be fair to pass on the hurt.”
“It seems different to me.”
The nobleman glared at Baekja.
“Ugh…, huh…”
Baekja was still moaning, clutching his wounds. However, the nobleman’s eyes when he looked at the white porcelain were filled with only hatred, no different from when he looked at me.
“It’s your fault. “It’s your fault.”
“ah… … ?”
“If you had stopped the Death King, there would have been no sword flying at your other half. There was no need for your other half to be in danger. This happened because you were helpless and weak. A mean thing. A mean thing. Something that has been lacking since birth. So, everything is your fault. “If blood should be shed here, it should be yours.”
“…….”
The horse’s sharp swords pierced the white porcelain mercilessly.
Baekja raised his head and looked back at his other half with a devastated face.
“are you okay.”
The black man was smiling heartily.
“It’s not your fault.”
“iced coffee… … .”
“It’s all the fault of that Death King who attacks us. You were just trying to protect me. They just wanted to protect us. “You don’t mind.”
The wound was healed with just a few words.
Raw flesh sprouted and swallowed the blood.
Baekja stood up with quiet hostility in his eyes, as if asking when he had collapsed.
“…….”
I looked around.
[The Reddest Sommelier].
[Eternal Circle Dance’s twin].
[The nobleman of the dried handprint].
Is he a perfect dealer, a perfect tank, and a perfect support?
“Uh huh, didn’t you say that? young people.”
The crocodile gentleman twirled his wand like a clown on stage.
“You will learn what it means to handle three constellations at once. Do you remember? You may have realized it now, but it’s already too late. “Stop slipping and falling from the night sky and hating your foolish past.”
“surely.”
I nodded.
“The constellations are determined and working together, so it’s not easy. “I was a little impressed.”
“That’s a good thing! “It will still bring you self-satisfaction to be defeated in admiration rather than to fall in lament.”
“However, it is wrong to say there are three constellations.”
“Hmm?”
The Crocodile Gentleman blinked.
“What do you mean?”
“You don’t know me very well. Sommelier. Originally, my specialty was not one-on-one duels.”
I held the holy sword.
“Ever since I was catching demon lords, my specialty has been beating them up in gang fights.”
Light flowed from the blade.
[‘Guardian Goddess’ requests an oath from the tower.]
The crocodile gentleman opened his mouth and said, “What?” But that short moan was of no use in stopping me.
To be more precise, it was useless in stopping ‘us’.
[Designation of sanctuary.]
[approval.]
Top’s voice rang out.
[As of the present time, this place is owned by the ‘Guardian Goddess’.]
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