Demon Cultist

“O-Oh, it’s a misunderstanding.”

“Oh…”

Ah, my tongue twisted.

“…standing?”

I enunciated as clearly as possible.

Thinking it was a good opportunity, I even added an air of gravity to my pronunciation.

“O-Orcs are helping us. We are definitely not at odds with the Demonic Cult…!”

“Continue… until… I… am convinced.”

The Demonic Cultist flinched and began to explain.

“B-Before that, may I ask just one thing?”

“Are you… in a position… to ask… such things?”

“Well… identifying friend from foe is important… Stop, stop. Move and I’ll shoot.”

Seriously?

“Belt?”

“….”

I immediately beheaded him.

The Demonic Cultist’s head rolled on the ground.

It crumbled and disappeared.

I glanced at the [Orc Elite Warrior]s, but there was no time for this.

The time attack had already begun when I attacked the Demonic Cult’s outpost.

Americano left the [Orc Elite Warrior]s behind and spurred on towards the Orc Village.

The base was complete.

The gate was firmly locked.

But it was made of wood.

I took out the Magic Sword.

Gusta had barely managed to make one for me.

He said he would lose his touch if he skipped even a day, so he made one for me even if the quality was low.

The Blue Flame Magic Sword.

I fed it Magical Power.

Blue flames blazed brilliantly.

The heat from the flames was offset by the Chill of the [Nine Yin Severed Meridians], pushing the heat of the flames to grow even larger on the zero-sum boundary.

Suddenly.

‘Anonymous also used a Magic Sword, right?’

The Blue Flame Magic Sword.

A newbie.

Even Chill.

‘Isn’t that just me?’

They said they were a Chill ability user, but there were too many coincidences.

The possibility was high.

I didn’t want to admit it.

But I also thought it might be better to just admit it.

The thought that the identity of Anonymous, whom everyone was making a fuss about, was actually me?! made me laugh.

‘How ridiculous.’

But I denied it for now.

As long as there was even a 1 percent chance that it wasn’t true, I wouldn’t be sure that Anonymous was me.

There was no need to deliberately do that.

There was a way to prove it.

Why speculate when there’s a way?

I could go to the Hero Guild and watch the strategy videos.

That one thing would solve it.

So, for now, let’s not get too cocky with unproven speculation.

However,

I use the Blue Flame Magic Sword.

I’ll be mistaken for Anonymous.

Whether the identity of Anonymous is me or someone else, at least for this moment.

It was too late to hide it.

Those many eyes on the blue flames would see her as Anonymous.

‘What if Anonymous is me?’

Let’s think about that later.

The Magic Sword, which had created maximum performance with heat and Chill, withered the surrounding plants.

A thick haze rose.

I gathered Magical Power into the Magic Sword.

I gathered a little more.

Gathering.

Gathering.

I jumped up and pulled the Magic Sword back greatly.

───I threw it.

The Magic Sword, filled with enormous heat, touched the gate of the barrier.

Wide open.

A fireball spread.

A crater larger and more magnificent than the barrier descended in the middle of the barrier.

The gate.

The barrier.

It broke through.

The storm caused by the explosion swept away, destroying the barrier built by the Demonic Cultist.

The flimsy barrier, which was originally just logs set up with planks roughly attached.

The small barrier, only about twice the height of a person, was not strong enough to withstand the crater created by the Magic Sword.

“Hoo…”

My breath.

Faint.

It was thanks to the heat of the Magic Sword.

But,

“This is driving me crazy.”

It was a strike that made me feel the Chill of the [Nine Yin Severed Meridians] even more strongly.

My fingertips were numb.

The outside was fine, but,

The core was freezing solid.

What remained on my fingertips was close to the sensation right after recovering from frostbite.

I was somewhat free from the Chill while using the Magic Sword, but,

‘I need to be careful.’

Not anymore.

‘I need more powerful firepower.’

Otherwise, I might freeze to death in the flames.

Besides,

‘The Magic Sword is gone now.’

The one that destroyed the barrier was all I had.

I had no regrets.

It was a hastily made, low-quality Magic Sword in the first place.

It couldn’t be used for long.

The Magic Sword had done its part just by destroying the barrier in one go.

Since there was no Magic Sword to melt the Chill of the [Nine Yin Severed Meridians], I would have to use Magical Power sparingly.

It would be nice to use the [Heater Magic] attached to the Mithril Cuirass, but the Mithril Cuirass was an item that made it easy to identify who the owner was.

‘I should learn Heater Magic separately later.’

“Hoo…”

The place that had been protected by the barrier.

Became a hell of fire.

A part of the barrier crumbled with a cracking sound.

A burning log falls.

Thud.

“….”

Americano entered the Orc Village, melting her body with the heat of the flames.

Electrical Signal.

Someone was running.

[Slash]

Her sword was blocked.

It was blocked, but.

So what?

[Slash] dug into the opponent’s steel sword and cut the Demonic Cultist horizontally.

I took a backstep.

A spiked ball falling straight down.

A spiked ball the size of a human torso attacked Americano.

The spiked ball was made of solid iron.

It was too thick to cut.

Instead, I [Slashed] the chain attached to the spiked ball.

───Arrow.

───Arrow.

───Arrow.

The metal attached to the arrowheads touched the magnetic field, alerting me to attacks from blind spots.

Dodge.

Dodge.

Deflect.

At the moment I stopped.

Electrical Signal.

Electrical Signal.

Electrical Signal.

“Catch her!!!”

“Kill her!!!!!”

“Die!!!!”

This is a game.

There were so many guys who were desperate to die.

[Slash]

Neck.

[Slash]

Shoulder.

[Slash]

Arm.

[Phantom Sword]

6 swords.

[Ejection]

[Slash]

Head, neck, shoulder, knee, waist, neck.

Americano, who had been surrounded.

Broke through in an instant.

Electrical Signal.

Americano’s Awakened Ability is electricity.

Bio-signals are also electricity.

Electrical Signals appeared from all directions, surrounding her and rushing to kill her.

The Demonic Cultists gathered.

There was no cooperation there.

Each of them attacked.

The battlefield was chaotic.

It was difficult to read their movements, but that was the same for the Demonic Cultists.

“Get out of the way!!!”

“You get lost!!!”

Since they were gathered together, I used [Slash] for a two-for-one.

[Slash]

[Thrust]

[Thrust]

[Thrust]

A Demonic Cultist trying to block.

A Demonic Cultist trying to deflect.

But [Thrust] stabbed in faster than they expected.

Weak.

Is that all you’ve got?

‘It feels like I’m just bullying them.’

“Why don’t you try a little harder?”

“I-I’ll kill you.”

“If you’re this weak, you guys are…”

[Slash]

I cut off his head.

“…NPCs.”

Try a little harder.

Hostile NPCs being unilaterally slaughtered by players.

Just as there are humanoid types among game monsters, they are always massacred by players.

The Summoned Hero in the Martial World are surprisingly weak, unlike players.

Their skill in handling Magical Power,

Or the lack of abilities like Awakened Ability,

Or the fact that they seem to have strong martial arts,

So what?

What’s the point if these guys can’t handle those martial arts properly right now?

If they were Summoned Hero from the Hunter World, they wouldn’t have been defeated so easily.

There was a difference in skill, but the battle was proceeding unilaterally.

“Haa…”

My breath.

I seemed arrogant to be thinking this.

I was dissatisfied with that.

‘I might get careless.’

It couldn’t be helped since there was a skill gap that was enough to be arrogant.

But that was because the Demonic Cultists were weak.

It wasn’t because I was strong.

This was an objective fact.

‘So, let’s stop and wake up from this Dream.’

I regain my composure.

Her eyes returned to their original color, and she was able to reassess the level of the Demonic Cultists.

She soon realized.

‘These are the guys who attacked Gospel.’

At least, they were definitely at the same level as the guys I saw back then.

Well, people with high levels need to protect the important bases of the clans.

It was natural to put the strongest forces on defense.

If the main base was taken, they would eventually fail.

It was a chaotic time right now.

It would be difficult to pull out even one level 50.

So, those kinds of.

“You’re a rat in a trap.”

“Hehehe. I’ll strip off that great chest of yours.”

“I knew we should have waited until she was exhausted.”

They must be gathering only those useless guys and sending them out for external activities.

‘They don’t die even if they die anyway.’

Zero loss of power.

Even if they were sent to die, the emotional wounds were minor.

It was a very good world from the perspective of those giving orders.

“Hmm.”

So that’s it?

Those Demonic Cultists were highly likely the culprits who disturbed Gospel.

When I realized that,

I even felt a strange sense of accomplishment.

[Ready Posture]

I strongly surrounded my body with Magical Power.

“Haa… Haa…”

It didn’t take long to get rid of them all.

The Demonic Cultists were as reckless as wild boars, so I didn’t have to go looking for them.

Slash.

Slash.

Slash.

Slash.

I killed all the Demonic Cultists, only being careful not to reveal my identity.

Looking at their eyes, some of them seemed to have engraved [Berserk] into their [Geass].

Beasts who didn’t hold the reins and entrusted themselves to heightened emotions were no match for her.

Still,

‘It’s unpleasant.’

I hate that I have something in common with those drooling, crazy guys.

‘I should remove Berserk later.’

As I was getting goosebumps and stroking my arm, I discovered a Dungeon.

The Dungeon entrance.

A sinkhole.

A hole like a sinkhole had sunk in the middle of the floor of the Orc Village.

The entrance was filled with wriggling darkness, like the entrance to the Tower of Trials.

It was like a spring of darkness.

There was a rope attached to the entrance.

“….”

If I untie this, won’t I be able to get out?

I had a slightly wicked thought.

Soon, I threw myself into the gate.

I slipped in.

Holding the rope in one hand, I slid down, stepping on the wall, sliding down, and stepping on the wall.

I went down the vertical shaft for a long time.

Then.

The wall disappeared.

The space opened up wide.

The emptiness made me feel the size of the space, and the magnetic field allowed me to guess the size of the room.

The distance to the floor was far away.

I felt a chill for a moment.

Carefully, I released the hand holding the rope.

Sliding.

Sliding.

Sliding.

After going down for a long time, I stepped on the floor.

“….”

I arrived at the Dungeon.

It was pitch black.

I decided to check the Electrical Signals, but there were no living things around.

“Come out. It’s your turn.”

‘I was wondering when you’d call me.’

I summoned the frog.

I put the [Pet House] back in.

The frog emitted light as if it had become a wizard, dispelling the darkness.

“If a fight breaks out, avoid it on your own.”

‘Okay.’