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    Chapter 28 : Slaughter(1)

    “Hehehe…”

    Yejin looked at Hanhyeoul, who was restrained with her arms and legs tied up in the narrow warehouse. Even her sleeping figure was so

    lovely that she couldn’t bear it.

    Looking at Yejin, Yerim pointed outside the window and asked.

    “What are you going to do with those guys?”

    The former guild leader of Hell Peninsula was a minotaur. The overwhelming force emanating from his body, over 3 meters tall with a cow’s

    head and huge horns, made any user in the guild reluctant to challenge him.

    It was because it was ingrained in their instincts to be wary and afraid of beings that looked threatening, whether they were users or humans.

    But a cat beast-kin, who looked only cute and innocent on the outside, defeated that minotaur and became the guild leader.

    A delicate and slender body, and a cute appearance that seemed easy to handle on the outside.

    Several executives, who had been coveting the position of [Guild Leader] until then but had given up thanks to the minotaur user, issued

    challenges.

    -Are you too scared to come out?

    -Come out right now and let’s have a fight!

    -If those guys run away without even saying anything, I’m the guild leader!

    Three users were making loud noises outside the window, like they were staging a sit-in protest. They were said to be strong among the

    executives, but in Yejin’s eyes, they were just annoying mobs 123.

    “I don’t think they’re even worth dealing with…”

    “Then go wipe them out. It doesn’t seem like you need my help this time.”

    “I would have fought seriously if they were at least at the level of that minotaur user or Hyewon…”

    The minotaur had a pretty strong physique and a good sense of combat, so it was fun to fight. Not to mention Hyewon, who was good at

    distributing skills.

    However, unlike those two, those three were not in charge of combat, so she was not satisfied. If she heard correctly from her subordinate,

    they were the executive in charge of budget allocation, the executive in charge of guild member management, and the executive in charge of

    food procurement.

    What was certain was that they were definitely weaklings if they didn’t know the face of Yejin’s character, who was famous among pvp users.

    If they had set foot in the arena even once, they would at least be able to remember the faces of the top ten rankers.

    Yejin looked at the three users who were making noise outside the window and slammed her head on the desk.

    It’s fun to bully them if they’re strong enough, but those guys looked like they would pass out with just one punch.

    “But it’s annoying, right? Set up a stage so they can’t mess around again. If they’re humiliated in various ways in front of hundreds of people,

    they’ll eventually give up.”

    “Is that so?”

    Yejin, who had been resting her chin and pondering over Yerim’s suggestion, looked at the mess outside the window and eventually agreed.

    “I guess I have to beat them up properly once in a while so they’ll listen to me.”

    “Knowing that, I told some executives to set up a stage. You’ll be fine even in a 1v3, right?”

    “Yeah, yeah. I’ll go beat them up and come back soon.”

    Looking at Yejin, who was leaving the warehouse without any suspicion, Yerim smiled meaningfully.

    “I’m sorry, Sister… I like this more than bullying.”

    As she said that, white breath leaked from her mouth.

    Thinking that it would be nice to get hit by a couple of hot hellfires since it was cold, she picked up her favorite kitchen knife.


    Crushing strike. It was one of the few skills that could ignore basic defense magic.

    It was my fault for not paying attention to the fact that Han Woojin was a fighter and used Crushing Strike as his main skill.

    No matter how close we were in the past, I shouldn’t have trusted him so easily now that the world has changed like this.

    It seemed that the sense of reality that I could use magic and skills at will had not fully returned yet.

    “Hmph, but why isn’t there any kind of curse on me?”

    Most users were basically much more thorough than me. Especially those who lead large guilds.

    It was strange that they, the meticulous executives of a huge guild, did not put any debuffs on a captured magician that would hinder them

    from using magic. It was like soldiers escorting a captured terrorist with a gun in their hand.

    At the very least, they should have tied up his arms and legs so that he couldn’t move them freely, but now that I looked, all the ropes that

    seemed to have been tying my body were cut with something sharp and were lying on the floor.

    ‘…But what are those things?’

    Various dildos, rotors, triangular horses, and even a water pipe that looked like a water torture device.

    If the owner of this room wasn’t a moron who didn’t even put a basic curse on the magician, it was clear what would have happened to me.

    Betrayal and anger towards my old friend, who handed me over to a rapist with such abnormal tastes, surged again.

    Vowing never to trust anyone other than my sister again, I incinerated the disgusting tools that would have been used for sexual purposes.

    “…Nobody’s here.”

    After finishing the incineration process through fire magic, I sharpened my senses and looked around.

    Even when I used the detection skill for scouting, which was used during guild wars, there was no sign of anyone. It seemed that no one was

    in this warehouse building, at least.

    Instead, I could feel huge presences, like thousands of people gathered, several kilometers away. It seemed that the people and users related

    to [Hell Peninsula] were gathered over there.

    “It looks like Yejin and Yerim are over there too…”

    One huge presence was moving around and playing with three opponents. There were only a few people within the pvp ranking who could

    move like that, so it was probably Yejin, given the situation.

    I had sent a message with all my stories written down before leaving for this place, so she must have come to rescue me after seeing that the

    contact had been cut off.

    I reassured myself that she, who was ranked 2nd, would not feel threatened by most enemies, and dusted off the dust on my body.

    “Still, she’s one of the top three people in the rankings… It feels like I’ve been getting beaten up too much lately.”

    In fact, magicians were originally weak to surprise attacks.

    Just like the setting that all magicians’ epithets were ‘prepared ones,’ their combat efficiency was lower than other jobs unless they were in a

    fully prepared state.

    Basically, they had to memorize their main skills, upper and transcendent skills,

    They had to have defensive skills like mana shield ready in advance,

    And they had to use buff skills as much as their bodies could handle in order to establish a 1v1 with melee class. There was a reason why

    magicians hated assassins. If assassins appeared while they were diligently casting buff magic, they had to close their eyes and wait for death

    to come.

    In the first place, it was an unavoidable limitation of the job since magicians were specialized in many-vs-one or many-vs-many situations.

    Because of this disadvantage, many users who enjoyed one-on-one matches gave up the magician job.

    However, if you think about it the other way around, if you were given the time to make all the preparations perfectly, magicians could deal

    with both ranged and melee, and they could become cheat characters who could be active in any situation, such as one-on-one, many-vs-one,

    etc.

    ‘It’s impossible in real battlefields or pvp zones, though…’

    In battlefields where dozens or hundreds of people fight on each side, or in specific areas where you can attack all passing players, assassins’

    blades would pierce first while magicians were preparing in that way.

    However, in this situation where no one was in the same building,

    I could lay the foundation for the best play that a magician could make.

    <Low-level magic: Steel skin> <Low-level magic: relief of suffering> <Mid-level magic: acid blood>

    As dozens of mid-level and low-level buff magics were cast, my body began to overflow with power.

    My mana was a little short, but it quickly recovered thanks to the dragon race’s unique high magic stats.

    My physical abilities had definitely become stronger, but my brain, which was focused on casting, ached as if it would break. It was because it

    was the first time I had used dozens of magics at once like this.

    But I couldn’t rest yet. There were more important magics left than those dozens of mid-level and low-level magics.

    <High-level magic: Blessings of the Guardian Soul> <Dragon Language Magic: Dragon heart>

    In the game, the feeling of receiving a buff magic was simply expressed as ‘feeling like you’ve been reborn,’ but that’s exactly how I felt now.

    I want to unleash magic like crazy right now.

    I wanted to enjoy the abilities of this superior body to the fullest.

    Having finished all the preparations, I soared into the sky. Thinking of Woojin, who betrayed me, and my sister’s face.

    It was time to show everyone the superiority of the elemental mage in a many-vs-one situation.

    It was a time for revenge and venting.

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