297 – Phase 2 – 1
Once he got back what he had said, he ignored the World Eater and looked away. There were women looking at me with eyes full of all sorts of complex emotions.
Especially Eclipse and Popes had tears in their eyes. The others didn’t shed a tear either, but they looked incredulous in a positive way.
‘It’s fortunate.’
I thought what if it was too late and something irreversible happened. Fortunately, such a terrible situation did not appear to have occurred. I turned my eyes to the World Eater again.
“I am alive! I get it! In that case, I will kill you again and again until you die!”
His voice cracked. It was much worse than what I had heard when I had the thought hammered into my head. In his hand appeared a sword that looked just like the wingless Nightmare.
I also put the divine catalyst in my bosom and held the wingless nightmare with both hands. After I was revived, the dragon language that hung on me was completely released. Maybe that guy mistook me for dead and solved it.
In addition to that, as the memory of his days in Brightest Darkness 1 came back, he completely regained his old physical abilities, so it will be different from the last time he had to repeat only helplessly rolling and deflecting.
The first to move was the World Eater. He came to me with a face full of rage.
‘I don’t know why he’s getting angry after he killed me… ….’
No matter what the reason, it’s a good thing that they come in on their own.
I bounced back the wingless nightmare that was swinging at my neck with the same wingless nightmare. A tingling sensation ran through his arm. His legs did not stagger or stagger.
‘It’s worth enduring.’
In the past, it was a powerful attack that would have pushed the body away for a long time or floated in the air just by simply bouncing it, but not anymore. It was enough to hold on in place.
The wingless nightmare in his hand changed its appearance. His handle got bigger, his crossguard got wider, and his blade got thicker, while at the same time getting wider and longer. It was the great sword from Brunet 2.
The greatsword was swung horizontally. Avoiding the swinging greatsword, I rolled diagonally and went around behind him. Behind me, I heard the sound of the ground being plowed and smashed.
I got up and glanced at it. The place where the greatsword grazed was literally shattered.
Of course, it was of no use to me. It had already been a long time since I had escaped behind the World Eater. As soon as the roll was over, he stood up and thrust his sword into his back.
If it was a game, Quaang! The blow went in when a cheerful sound effect rang out. In the brunei series, it was traditionally a technique called ‘back job’.
Since the motion I used in the first place was implemented by Eclipse as a game, the motion of the right enemy will not be fixed like in the brunei series.
‘Attack works too.’
The requiem contained in the wingless nightmare cut off its false essence, and the blade could not even pierce the skin. However, the uniform was torn and thin drops of blood formed from the scars on his back.
I was convinced after seeing that. If it’s me now, even if the requiem doesn’t work to the end, I can consume that guy and kill him. As long as I don’t break in the middle, that was a very easy thing.
Because I’ve been tired of not giving up.
ㅡQuaang!
The World Eater created a shock wave. It was the same technique Lucia used. I flew for a long time with the feeling of being turned upside down by the shockwave that still didn’t exist.
I fell to the floor and before I could get up, he caught up with me. His arms were severed, his legs mutilated, and his torso dismembered. Red blood was splattered all over him.
Deguru, the last severed head rolled helplessly. My pupils were staring at me, who had been cut into dozens of pieces and spread out, bloodshot.
ㅡ Wriggling.
The piece of meat began to regenerate.
“I think you are seriously mistaken about something.”
First, the head and neck were connected, the separated body was attached, the severed leg was restored, and the severed arm sprouted. The limbs that had stopped moving started working again.
Although the uniform was still covered in blood, the body itself was intact. Even though I don’t know what the principle of restoring clothes is.
“You say you kill me over and over again until you die? Where do you do that I would be willing to die dozens or hundreds of times.”
I stood up, supporting my body with the wingless nightmare. The tip of the knife dug into the dirt floor.
“By the way, know this.”
I also met his eyes. Standing up with bloodshot eyes, his pupils twitched.
“Even if I die a hundred times, if I leave you with just one scratch…….”
I straightened my bent knees and pulled out the nightmare that had lost its wings. The point of the sword turned towards the World Eater again.
“I won.”
“How cheeky!”
He swung his sword again. I slammed it cleanly and deflected it, narrowing the distance. Unlike the previous fight, there was no need to worry about being attacked this time.
If you hit it with 4, even if you die, it’s not like a statue, but you’ll be resurrected right from the place of death, so why would you do that? It’s better to cut it properly when it’s time to dodge the attack and swing the sword one more time.
“If you want to die like that, I will do whatever you want!”
All sorts of techniques unfolded in the body of the World Eater. The dagger in his hand turned blue, and a frost storm strike flew. The surroundings froze, and cold air seeped into his lungs.
I couldn’t see how Rize’s reaction would be if her skills were being used to attack me.
There was absolutely no need to jump all the way down. Anything that could be ricocheted was ricocheted, and anything that was meant to be ricocheted as he swung his sword. As my body was being torn apart, one more scratch was added to his body.
Next, a longsword with a rough appearance was held. The wind that descended vertically tore my body in half. I also swung my sword. There were scars drawn vertically on his body as well.
The flames bursting from the Japanese sword burned my entire lower half. One more wound on his thigh.
The thunderbolts scattered from the greatsword roasted my entire body. The tip of the knife grazed his forearm.
While the mace crushed my body and the rapier pierced my body, the World Eater’s skin was smeared with red solid lines one after another. One scratch per death is a very profitable deal for me.
As the deaths repeated, the number of solid red lines also increased proportionally.
“You look like this persistent guy!”
The World Eater brandished his weapon, venting his anger.
The light that burst from the holy sword, the dull golden holy power, the dull silver holy power, countless magic. I cut my body into countless pieces.
The speed at which he poured out his attacks was incomparably faster than before, and his power was also absurdly strong. It seemed like he was trying to say that the previous battles were controlled by force to trap me.
“…… Is this all?”
But I got up again. I stood up on my own two feet and looked at him.
I’ve experienced my head exploded, my body sliced into hundreds of pieces, or burned alive long ago. If it was going to end with something like that, I wouldn’t even start in the first place.
The burned arm grew back without leaving even a bone fragment. Knock-knock, he swung his index finger left and right. It meant nothing.
Seeing that, the World Eater loses his temper and changes his weapon, taking advantage of the gap to rush in, resting for a beat in the middle before swinging his sword. The wingless nightmare, swinging slightly out of sync, interrupted his cutting.
At some point, I was reading the pattern of the ‘Eater of the World’, not the boss of Brunet 4.
Every action, the timing of changing weapons, the moment the attack comes in. I memorized all of them like a pattern. Slowly, his attacks began to be read. The number of times he evaded attacks gradually increased.
ㅡQuaang!
And, the fruition was completed as I avoided Lucia’s shockwave by rolling. When a skill that didn’t even exist was evaded, he looked very embarrassed.
“I told you.”
I swung the wingless nightmare at the guy’s neck. Although he couldn’t completely cut off his neck or pierce his essence with requiem, long drops of blood formed on his skin.
It was no longer a scratch, but a mark that could be called a wound.
“If I die a hundred times and hit once, that means I won.”
The world eater kicked me. With one kick, all of his organs were shattered, and he flew backwards for a long time and tumbled. As I stumbled to my feet, he growled.
“I knew your purpose well.”
ㅡQuad Deuk!
The body began to return to the form of a dragon. The ground he stepped on cracked open, and his body, the size of a small mountain, covered the sky.
A thought echoed in his head.
ㅡIf dying is your wish…… Let me do that…….
“Because he is a dragon, I made the wrong choice. What was I thinking and fighting with you?”
I kicked the wingless nightmare I was holding in my right hand back to my waist. A slightly strange atmosphere spread over my appearance as I suddenly laid down my weapon.
I fought thinking that it was just the final boss in Brightest Darkness 4, so I just had to fight it like in the game. That’s why the dragon that restricted his flight worked.
Then, it means that the more I feel this situation closer to Brunet 4, the stronger and longer the effect of the dragon will be.
Anyway, as long as that guy can create a fake essence, the knife that contains the soul is meaningless. It would be much better to aim to overturn the laws of the world itself by strengthening the effect of the dragon words even more.
“Because the last thing I did before I was brought here was a baremode manson run. You have my knowledge, so you know what it is.”
The next thing is to use requiem. I made eye contact with the World Eater’s huge red pupils, and uttered an order.
“Move.”