200. red
This time they rushed from the enemy side.
Doyoon stepped back and drew the sword behind his waist to reload. His blade was entangled in the wind.
As the tip of the sword swung downward scraped the ground as if scooping it up, a wind rose.
[Războinic’s style of swordsmanship – sword style]
Kwaaa-
Rain-soaked mud rose thickly like waves and hit the enemy. covered between the two.
A tactic that disrupts both the opponent’s and one’s vision at the same time, and uses the advantage of his senses to gain the upper hand. It was a tactic Enoch liked to use.
However, Doyoon felt that he was wrong this time as well.
Fuhuaak-
A wall of mud poured out as if bursting, and a red figure appeared from between them.
Even in the midst of being covered with mud, his green eyes were still focused on Doyoon. The disturbance of the senses did not work.
Pan-!
The red one exploded with beriberi from the soles of his feet. His new models rushed in quickly.
It is the body output that belongs to the highest among the corps commanders. Its speed was several orders of magnitude higher than that of Doyoon.
Do-yoon, who had no chance to escape, stood up and stabbed his sword. The tip of the sword flashed and split into several branches.
[Războinic’s style of swordsmanship – Gaehwa: One-sided concentration]
Numerous splitting and pouring stabs like beams of light rushed toward the enemy.
Red’s eyes moved. Even though it had monochromatic eyes with no pupils, it moved as if hundreds of lenses were catching each of the raining sword tips. It looked more like a calculator than the eyes of a creature.
The enemy stretched out its four arms and stabbed the spear. Each tip of the spear differentiated into several branches, just like Doyoon’s. As if piercing through each of the fluttering petals, they accurately chased and collided with the tips of numerous swords.
[Geohapsasuchangjutsu (居合四手槍術) – Nakhwa (落花): One-sided concentration type]
Kaga gaga gaga river!
A huge number of crashing sounds overlapped. The tips of countless spears removed all the petals in full bloom.
Do-yun’s technique was destroyed again, and the remaining stabs pierced Do-yun’s body.
Fubububuk!
Blood splattered with a bloody decapitation sound.
The tremendous combat sense and the instantaneous acceleration of the local acceleration control somehow pulled his body backwards. At the same time, many spears were blocked and drained. Of course, even so, it could not be prevented from inflicting numerous wounds.
Doyoon’s new model fluttered as if flying backwards.
Do-yoon, who turned around in the air, slowed down by sticking his sword into the ground. The soles of his feet touched the ground and cut the ground.
After being pushed back for a while, Doyoon, who had his sword inserted, landed with his head bowed.
“…”
drop, drop.
Blood dripped like sweat. I only made a few moves, but I suffered quite a few wounds.
Doyoon raised his head. Her bangs covered her bleeding eyes.
“Whoa…”
He closed his eyes, brushed his bangs, and let out a breath. I opened my eyes and looked ahead with black pupils.
Red stood still.
‘exactly…’
It was a short clash, but Doyoon quickly came to a conclusion.
‘I can’t win with the loose ball type I’ve used so far.’
The guy was overwhelming him not only in terms of output but also in terms of performance. Each and every technique was a rouge-ballic style of destruction.
It was only a combat weapon to kill Enoch Roosevolnik.
Doyoon swung his sword and brushed off the dirt from the blade.
“I have a question.”
[Tell me.]
Even with Doyoon in front of him, he often gave him a bit of leeway.
Doyoon felt that the behavior was similar to his own. It was similar to his own method of pushing the opponent and digging up information through short conversations.
“The demon lord I know wouldn’t be able to afford to create someone like you.”
[The same for each other. I am also in doubt.]
“yes?”
[According to the data, you will never be able to defeat the previous Maou-sama. During the simulation, the demon king has a win rate of over 98%.]
“…what do you mean?”
[What number did you use? Loose Volnik.]
The two couldn’t understand each other.
Do-yoon definitely beat the Great Demon King. I put a knife through her heart. But Red was saying otherwise.
I didn’t think his data was wrong. Do-yoon knew it after a brief clash. Red was really only Enoch, and had perfect data and analytical power.
However, he analyzed that he couldn’t defeat the Great Demon King.
‘…wait.’
Thoughts bite their tails and stretch.
The great king who fought with Do-yoon does not have enough strength to create enemies. And Nom analyzed that Enoch could not defeat the demon king.
On the basis of this, a hypothesis passed through my head.
‘The Great Demon King… didn’t do his best?’
That she just gave up? why?
Suddenly, the prophecy of the blind elf inspiration came to mind.
‘I can’t see… I can’t.’
‘The only place I can’t see is the sky beyond the clouds… This old man’s eyes can’t reach the causal effects of the Divine Spirit’s intervention.’
‘The Demon King and Enoch-nim. At least… Enoch is not a god. It must mean that the demon king of this generation will enter the ranks of the gods.’
‘I’m sorry I couldn’t give you hope…’
‘…’
Doyoon’s head was complicated.
The red, green eyes recognized Doyoon’s anguish.
[What are you doing?]
When he came to his senses, he was standing in front of Doyun.
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Jjeook-
A heavy spear hit Doyoon’s side. The blow came into the existing wound and blood was splattered.
Quaang!
Do-yoon’s body flew through the air and was thrown to the ground.
[Are you putting your mind in front of your natural enemy?]
“…”
Doyoon stood up with his sword.
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Just then, a bone-scratching voice came from behind.
“Would you like to help?”
“no.”
Between the mud-soaked bangs, Doyoon’s black eyes stared at the red again.
“I do not need.”
“Looks like it.”
The man he spoke to, Busker, sat quietly on a rock. I watched quietly as if I would not get involved in the fight.
Despite the sight in front of his friend being thoroughly pushed back, he did not show any urgency.
The red one wriggled its green eyes as if it did not understand its appearance.
[…what are they doing.]
That skeleton was definitely the man who had suddenly intruded in earlier and dealt with the clown alone.
Seeing that he came here unharmed, he must have decapitated the clown. It was an out-of-standard and mysterious powerhouse. It was a boundary object.
If he participates in the war and cooperates with Roosevolnik, the enemy will be at a sharp disadvantage. Of course, red (red) raised the tension.
But what are those things? It was as if he was certain that Roosevolnik would win, of course.
Roosevolnik also didn’t seem to be serious about the battle from earlier. According to the data, it was correct that he was using all his remaining power, but the emotional changes analyzed by his various non-verbal expressions did not feel like those of a dying person.
“Cut your hair. It was very comfortable after the hair was gone.”
“Even so, it is the face of unity. A good-looking appearance is an advantage in gaining public support.”
“I must be tired.”
The enemy who recited an artificial voice without any emotion. For the first time in his life, he felt the shaking of the database. It was a feeling of discomfort.
[Can’t understand the situation?]
Doyoon and Busker, who were having a trivial conversation, looked at him. And Doyoon lowered his head again and wiped the black mud on his clothes.
The red hand gripped the spear pole.
Instead of Doyun, who is quite busy, Busker answered.
“okay. Right now… your side is a little stronger. This situation has happened often in the past. By the way…”
Busker’s black eye sockets looked at Doyoon.
“In the end, he won.”
The Enoch he saw was a man who always turned the impossible into the possible.
In Busker’s view, that four-armed doll was not even on the axis of ‘impossible’ compared to the ordeals she had passed so far.
It was an incomprehensible power that could not be measured by data, and was caused by the will of the most courageous man.
However, it is an artificial life form that relies only on red databases and analysis. Not even a week old, he obviously didn’t understand what Busker was talking about.
[What is…]
“Hey.”
Doyoon shook off his sword and called out to Red.
“Do you know where Satan is?”
[…why does that matter?]
This is a question that has nothing to do with the current battle. It was an extremely future-oriented question, thinking about the future after the battle.
Underlying it, of course, was the premise that he would be alive after the battle.
The red one shook his fist in the boiling discomfort.
“I don’t know?”
[You don’t need to know.]
“I don’t know. That’s it.”
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Just now, that was the last piece of information to be gleaned from the enemy. There was no reason to keep him alive. No further exploration was necessary.
Doyoon wiped the mud off the necklace.
“You know me well.”
[okay. everything about you.]
“then…”
he brushed his hair
“Do you know that I am a regressor?”
Doyoon’s eyes turned golden.