Chapter 31 : Slaughter (4)

‘It’s ruined.’

‘Is the only way left… ‘that method’?’

Yejin lamented to herself as she looked at the dragon openly expressing its anger.

Indeed, it seemed she had been too hasty.

If that succubus bich hadn’t tried to tempt him, she wouldn’t have tried so forcefully to obtain Oppa like this.

“There’s no other choice.”

The moment colossal lightning bolts rained down from the sky and several flashes obscured everyone’s vision, Yejin leaped without warning.

Her targets were the three executives he had been toying with.

The three, who couldn’t even react properly due to closing their eyes from the flash, instantly coughed up blood and collapsed under her fists

and kicks.

Having finished off those who were in her way, Yejin started running again towards Gyeoul, who was floating in the air using <Flight> magic.

And Gyeoul, to escape from her, increased the distance by mixing <Flight> magic and <Blink>.

‘I just need to close the distance.’

‘Then I can win.’

Yejin must be thinking that.

Gyeoul hadn’t known her for long, but he had watched her often enough.

Thanks to that, he perfectly understood Yejin’s thought and action patterns.

So he could be sure what she was thinking right now.

Her way of dealing with troublesome ranged-class users was simple.

She would charge, trusting the sturdy defense painstakingly built by investing most of her stats, and her superior reaction speed that

miraculously dodged fatal skills.

Then, once within attack range, she would finish them off.

If they used movement skills to escape, she immediately closed in; if they tried to trade blows, she simply crushed the opponent.

It was literally an incredibly foolish and high-difficulty combat style, but countless players, whether high-ranked or not, were smitten with

Yejin’s playstyle.

It was an extreme, high-difficulty method that only some top-tier players could imitate, yet her rank was 2nd.

This meant that her ridiculously foolish method was a combat strategy that worked even against top-tier users.

However, falling for that simple method could only happen once or twice; if the same type of fight repeated every time, anyone not an idiot

would prepare countermeasures.

Especially Gyeoul, a mage-class user nicknamed ‘The Preparer’, had already taken out plenty of insurance for battling her.

To face Yejin, Gyeoul mobilized various buffs to push his mana stat, among many types of stats, to its limit.

This was to amplify the cooldown reduction effect of movement skills and maximize his damage output.

Since investment in buff skills that increased other stats or health was almost nonexistent, his body was extremely fragile, and taking a

proper hit would leave him near death-

‘Well, that just means I shouldn’t take a critical hit.’

He, too, was confident in his reaction speed.

It was Gyeoul who had reached the top 3 ranks solely with that reaction speed and kinetic vision.

Moreover, the basis of Gyeoul’s confidence wasn’t just his reaction speed and faith in his mana stat.

Buffs prepared for the unlikely event of being hit due to a mistake, and thousands of pre-made ice arrows were other sources of his

confidence.

At Gyeoul’s command, the ice arrows changed direction and aimed at Yejin’s figure.

Leaving the arrowheads aimed at other users was merely a threat.

The actual target was solely her.

Following the caster’s gesture, a rain of thousands of blue arrows poured down on her.

[Seventy-Two Arts – Great Strength Vajra Hand]

An advanced esoteric technique of Buddhism, a powerful palm strike capable of easily shattering not only stone or iron but, upon mastery,

even armor made of mithril or alloys.

Her palm unleashed the Shaolin palm technique, emitting shockwaves into the air.

No matter how numerous, <Ice Bolt> was ultimately low-level magic.

Showing the limits of low-level magic, hundreds of arrows were destroyed by the palm strike she lightly threw, their fragments scattering in

the air.

Thanks to the broken or deflected arrows, a huge gap appeared in the dense rain of arrows.

Quickly passing her body through the gap, Yejin started dashing towards him again.

However, countless arrows still remained.

The arrows, wandering aimlessly after losing their path, were reassigned their target and began pursuing Yejin at an even faster speed than

before.

[Heavenly Leap]

As if to escape the annoying pursuit of the arrow rain, Yejin soared upwards using footwork.

As she intended, most of the <Ice Bolts> lost their power, hitting the ground where Yejin had been moments before and melting into water.

However, even though most of the arrows that had been checking her movement disappeared, Yejin did not come back down to the ground.

Yejin was a user around level 150, a being whose lightness skill had reached the legendary realm of [Void Stepping].

If she wished, it was possible to fly up using footwork and engage the opponent in aerial combat.

However, unlike the opponent who had to move in a restricted manner using footwork in the air, he could move freely using <Flight>.

For Yejin, who needed to close the distance with the opponent to attack, aerial combat was a self-destructive choice.

To the opponent who seemed insistent on aerial combat, stepping on the void as if it were a foothold and closing the distance, Gyeoul scoffed.

Aerial combat was famously Gyeoul’s specialty.

He was confident he could gain the upper hand in aerial combat regardless of the opponent or their class.

And Yejin, who had enjoyed the game with him, surely knew this too.

Nevertheless, attempting aerial combat and closing the distance towards him was nothing short of a blatant provocation, saying, ‘I will crush

you using the method you’re most confident in.’

To accept her provocation, Gyeoul stood in the air and began casting.

Chilling energy that slowed movement speed upon impact shot out from his fingertips,

A wall made of hellfire appeared,

Dozens of lightning strands that stopped body movement with chain electrocution embroidered the void.

From the perspective of the one closing the distance, countless spells that would feel troublesome manifested.

However, Yejin’s response to these skills was both foolish and extremely effective.

The claws made of chilling energy were easily swatted away by a hand gathered with fighting spirit,

She leaped over the wall with enhanced leg strength to maintain maximum speed,

And the lightning embroidering the sky was simply ignored, tanked by her body.

The combination of those various skills succeeded in slowing her tremendous charge speed, but failed to stop her completely.

By the time Gyeoul began moving mana for another spell, Yejin had already reached close proximity.

“Here I come!”

Just before she, having leaped again into the void using [Heavenly Leap], reached her target Gyeoul,

Gyeoul increased the distance with teleportation magic, as if teasing the cute beastkin before him.

However, the maximum distance movable with <Blink> at once is 30m.

That 30m was a distance Yejin could cover in a single breath if she put her mind to it.

“Caught you-“

[Subduing Dragon Palm – Hidden Dragon]

As she thrust out her left hand, fingers gathered like a dragon’s claw to form a talon, Gyeoul cast the spell he had prepared to deflect the

opponent’s attack path.

Normally, it’s magic that strengthens gravity in a radius of tens of meters, but he applied slight manipulation to make the point of action

extremely small.

The smaller the point of action, the greater the force applied.

Her outstretched left hand was violently deflected by the enhanced force of gravity.

However, in the technique [Subduing Dragon Palm – Hidden Dragon], the left hand forming the claw shape was merely a feint; the right

hand was used for the actual attack.

Her right hand, hidden behind her body, gathered enormous fighting spirit, glowing red, and caught the ankle of the dragon who was trying

to increase the distance again with <Blink>.

But the moment their skin was about to make contact, their respective fighting spirit and mana shields began to repel each other.

The mana shield naturally protects the caster and pushes away opponents in response to external energy and impacts.

From Yejin’s perspective, having finally approached the opponent, it was an extremely annoying spell.

There were two ways to overcome such annoying defensive magic.

Either break the shield with mindless extreme damage, or incapacitate the opponent with skills like Armor Penetration Strike that can

damage the user inside the shield.

And Yejin, the self-proclaimed ‘real woman’ who loved foolish charges, naturally preferred the former of the two methods.

Overpowering with damage.

For her, with her extreme sadist tendencies, there was no more stimulating option.

‘Overpowering with damage, isn’t that too lewd?’

She had actually said that once.

“Hup!”

To compensate for the fighter class’s characteristic lack of damage, she followed the retreating opponent, gathered her fists, and assumed a

respectful combat stance.

Just as Dragonkin have Dragon Language Magic and Demonkin have Dark Magic skills, Beastkin also possessed a special racial skill.

Beastkin commonly form tribal societies on the plains, living lives intertwined with struggle under the rule of survival of the fittest.

And aiding in the formation of these tribal societies are the ‘War Gods’.

Beastkin worshipped War Gods and Combat Gods, venerating their power.

These worshipped War Gods and Combat Gods taught the strong warriors among their believers a technique that allowed them to

temporarily borrow the very power they worshipped.

The name of that powerful technique was [Descent of the War God].

Although a god didn’t actually descend, the skill was named for displaying a majesty as if a true god of war had descended when used.

The effect of [Descent of the War God] was simple.

It extremely increased Strength and Agility for a very short time.

For the Fighter, a simple-minded class whose damage increased proportionally to Strength and Agility, it was essentially a damage-boosting

skill that multiplied damage several times over.

And it was a perfect technique for Yejin, who loved ‘overpowering with damage’.

[Takemikazuchi, O Thunder God, O Mighty Hammer God. Cross the wall of this world and manifest here.]

Along with a simple prayer, the fighting spirit of the legendary War God surged from Yejin’s entire body, spreading out to a radius of tens of

meters around her.

‘She’s quite amazing.’

For a moment, fear that he might actually lose襲ed him.

The amount and purity of the chilling fighting spirit, powerful enough to momentarily erase even his pride and sense of superiority as a

Dragonkin, was truly astonishing.

However, this battle was Gyeoul’s victory.

Yejin, as if sensing this too, stumbled with a bewildered look, watching him form the magic circle.

Simultaneously with her stumble, the massive red fighting spirit that filled the surroundings and shone brightly vanished in an instant.

The reason was unknown, but she had failed to use the skill [Descent of the War God].

A message, feeling clear yet mystical, echoed in the minds of the two who were staring blankly at each other.

[-Begone. I have no intention of lending my power to trashy perverts who advocate for hypnosis pure love and harem pure love!]

Basically, according to the setting, [Descent of the War God] is a technique where the gods directly share their power with the Beastkin who

worship them.

If the god, the entity lending the power, refused, there was no way it could succeed.

“Pervert! Harem pure love and r*pe pure love are pure love! What kind of absurd remark is that to a traditional pure love advocate-“

Huffing and puffing, Yejin glared at the sky where the god presumably was and threw a tantrum.

Gyeoul watched her, chuckled freely, and thought.

‘As expected, the systems in reality and the game are slightly different. The effect of <Dragon Heart> was definitely much stronger than its

actual in-game effect too.’

That sight was absurdly funny, but a fight was still a fight.

The outcome had to be decided clearly.

First, he planned to freeze Yejin alive, who had rampaged without consultation, to give her a chance to cool her head.

Gyeoul thus completed the magic skill he was casting.

Ignoring the screams in his head urging him to kill the opponent immediately, Gyeoul spoke in the coldest voice possible.

“First, cool your head, and let’s talk later. Got it?”

<Dragon Language Magic: Breath of Ymir, the First Frost Giant>

<Ymir’s Breath>.

Among the less than 10 Dragon Language Magic spells Gyeoul employed in his skill tree, it had the highest cost while simultaneously

possessing the greatest power.

That day, in a marginal city of South Korea, a massive iceberg tens of meters high appeared.