How to Play a Villainous Boss 211

Chapter 211 – Naa → Rock! I→Rock! (2)

Humans are not afraid of squirrels. Why?

A small body, a cute appearance, and a gentle personality that doesn’t attack people.

However, if the squirrel is a man-eating squirrel that preys on people, humans will no longer be afraid of squirrels.

No matter how small and cute it is, how can I not be afraid of it when it tries to bite me to death?

Yes, that’s the conclusion. Humans are afraid of what might harm them. From the time when humans hunted with a sharp stone, the rabbit, a weak herbivore, has always been a prey, but large and fearsome animals such as lions and bears have sometimes been worshiped as gods by humans. Then why did the humans worship those ferocious beasts as gods? Why, why, because he is a terrifying and great person who can kill me, I am begging him not to kill me.

Thus, respect comes from fear. It is human nature to shy away in front of fearful things, but to be confident in front of fearless ones.

Hound troops. The reason these blind followers who blindly follow Justia’s words behave so rudely and proudly towards me is because I am not afraid.

I have the power to tear them apart in an instant. And I am very willing to do so right now, and in fact, several people have already been brutally murdered with their spines pulled out at my hands. But even so, they are not afraid of me. Shows no respect for me. Why is that?

“Don’t back down! Show us our justice!”

Confidence that you can kill me with the strong power you received from an omnipotent being?

“The goddess is watching! For justice!”

The baseless belief that an omnipotent being would never let me die in a place like this?

“Cut down the evil! It’s time to bring justice!”

Or is he stupid enough to not understand that he could die here too?

The answer is simple. Now they don’t know fear.

“Move.”

Puffy.

There is one reason why they do not feel fear even though I pulled out the spine, the central bone of the body, at once, as if removing the bones from a braised cutlassfish. Because the goddess of justice has covered their eyes. Even with their eyes covered with blindfolds, they can feel what is in front of them through the power of authority, but they lose a sense of reality in the scene penetrated by the power of God. They are, in fact, no different from the truth about innocent part-timers at a convenience store while drunk.

If drunken people are unaware of fear because alcohol numbs their brains, they are unaware of fear as the power of the gods robs them of reality from what they see.

He gets hit and hit here and there, and with a sharp spirit borrowed from the power of strong alcohol, points out trivial things that would be nothing wrong with a mature adult just lightly passing them over, and takes advantage of his position to harass the opponent one-sidedly. Since I’m drunk anyway, I don’t think about cleaning things up and act like a guest.

Now they are drunkards. Intoxicated with the power of God, without thinking whether the thing in my hand is a branch or a real knife, I wield it without thinking as someone else who has never seen his face tells me, a blind man who has eyes but cannot see, a mute who has ears but cannot hear. Idiots who have given up on thinking that an omnipotent and perfect being will lead them to the right place because they do not have the confidence to see, hear, judge, and act on their own.

“Vicky, I told you.”

Fast.

A slave with a chain around his neck, a puppet with a thread tied around his arm.

Fools who don’t even know what they really want, and go towards the pit of fire, thinking that what others have told them is what they want.

“After…”

Despite the guild master’s dissuade, the blindfolded hounds attacked me and I did not stop reaching out to the oncoming enemy. Gently brushing away the dirty blood on my hands, I looked at the last remaining enemy. Ortris, the leader of the Hounds. A woman who stood still from the beginning to the end, only giving orders to her men to charge forward even when the men in their 30s were burning bones and flesh to my hands.

“As expected, you are evil. As the goddess said, a disgusting evil that must be cut down right here.”

“Fuck, yes. I’m an asshole. But do the assholes who made me become such an asshole deserve to say that?”

Orthris didn’t respond to my rebuttal, raising his sword to his shoulder and pointing the point at me. Ha, are you saying you’re going to use force because you can’t compete with words? You killed your subordinates so brutally right in front of your eyes, have you still not grasped the situation?

“He wants a world without evil. A world where only justice is everything. In that utopia, there is no ground for a person like you to step on.”

“Damn it. Where is the world like that?”

The concept of justice is relative and personal. There is no such thing as absolute justice in this world. Someone’s justice can be someone’s evil, but you’re hoping for a utopia where only justice exists? Somehow, I thought that what I was doing was not very cool, but the bitch called the goddess of justice was cheating and using such absurd nonsense to dreamers who waste precious time and budget by chasing after something that doesn’t even exist?

Hwareuk, her sword, and the crimson power that she held began to bloom like flames and sway. Yes, yes The power of punishment, the power of Justia, the goddess of justice. Of course, what that bitch wrote was just a deteriorated version of what Luke used.

Does that woman seriously think that she can’t even materialize in the form of a weapon and that she can kill me with only a weak power that she can only overlay on her original weapon? After watching similar things fail miserably right in front of your eyes more than 30 times? Oh, that can’t be He must be hiding something else. After all, the purpose of that year is just to earn time. The purpose must be to hold me back so that I don’t go back to the city while the things that mad bitch sent me make a mess of my city. So, as long as I don’t approach it more than necessary, there’s probably no chance for you to attack first…

“Haaaaap!”

…Are you messing with this?

Caang!

“Kuu…!”

An invisible, transparent barrier cut off the single-edged sword Orthris wielded. About 10 out of the 30 people in front of me died without even using a hand because of this, but I don’t think they would have attacked me without a countermeasure. I’m sure my subordinates must have found a way to break through my defenses in the process of dying, and they must have deliberately attacked me first to attack it. I don’t think he could have attacked without thinking…

“Kuu, haaaaa!!”

Visor! Visor! Chae Chaeng! Kaaang!

“…”

As if betraying my thoughts, looking at the face of the bitch as she bit her lips and thoughtlessly hit the shapeless shield with a blade, I felt a bit pitiful. When I first came to this world, I was caught by a bitch and her men? No matter how much at that time I was in a situation where I couldn’t properly use my newly acquired power, to these lousy things…?

“Ugh, fuck.”

Push!

“Kwuuuuu…!!”

A hole in his thigh so large that he could see the other side of it, Orthris sat down on the spot, biting his lips and suppressing a scream. To have the skills to block or evade such an obvious attack, but still get hit. Perhaps because shield-type magic that deflects an opponent’s attack prevents the caster from attacking the enemy outside the barrier while maintaining the shield, I thought I would too, so I kept cutting meaninglessly to avoid giving myself a chance to counterattack. As a result, my defense method had a completely different principle from those magics, so I was able to hit the opponent intact while blocking the opponent’s attack.

I understood a little why Justia was so eager to use something like Luke. If she could have recruited a better one in the first place, she wouldn’t have remade Luke or something like that. Justia, it seems that this bitch was putting weapons in the hands of people who didn’t even know how to fight properly and using them as disposable soldiers to fight for herself. Well, if there was a power as powerful as the power of God, halfway things wouldn’t have been a big problem.

I wondered why the other seven representatives just let these guys show off, but since they’re weak enough to deal with at any time, they didn’t tire themselves out? It’s something very nasty, but it doesn’t harm them, and if you touch it just because it’s annoying, you might have trouble with the goddess, so I left it unattended.

“Wait, Mr. Landfill.”

I wondered who was stopping me this time, so I turned her head and saw that it was Maboro Shima’s elder, Nemu. Come to think of it, wasn’t that old man also a follower of the Goddess of Justice? Besides, being one of the representatives of the Seven Cities would certainly have considerable strength, so why didn’t the hounds attack me when they were all over the place? With that thought in mind, I looked at him with puzzled eyes, and Nemu flinched and avoided my gaze. However, he couldn’t hide the fact that his hand holding the staff was shaking.

Ah, this old man respects me.

I had no intention of showing my teeth even to a person who knew how to respect me properly but did not show any hostility toward me. I’m a little annoyed by the circumstances, but I’m not yet a spoiled brat who is rude to anyone who shows me respect.

“What’s your business, Elder Nemu? I’m a bit busy, can you finish it quickly?”

“You don’t seem to know what it means to have the goddess of victory stand out. Those with the goddess of victory are never defeated. No matter how adverse or difficult the situation is, as long as the goddess is with them, they will eventually win. That’s the goddess of victory. Since such a goddess is with Justia-sama right now, even if you fight against Justia, the outcome won’t change. So, let’s make a suggestion here.”

Elder Nemu’s trembling voice gradually calmed down, as if he had gradually gained confidence in his own words.

“For now, bow her head to Justia-sama. Don’t confront him, admit defeat. The goddess of victory probably won’t intervene any more the moment you admit defeat, so you just have to sacrifice a little bit for the rest. Take it.”

So, in a word, if I fight against that crazy bitch, I’m the only one who loses, so do you mean to just endure it like an adult?

“Elder Nemu, stop talking nonsense! That’s not what Justia-sama said… Kyaaaaa!”

No but fuck this crazy bitch, who told you to rudely interrupt adults when they’re talking? Annoyed, I pierced her on the other side of the thigh, but this time I couldn’t hold back her screams, so I burst and rolled on her floor. It seemed that she hadn’t learned to respect people with one hole, so she made a second hole in the same location as the one on the left. Of course, the same size, angle and symmetry are perfect.

“Thank you very much, but unfortunately I will refuse.”

“Huh… I see.”

Elder Nemu lightly tapped the staff he was holding on the floor, and from that point, colorful colors spread out, and various visions unfolded in front of his eyes. I picked up my phone again and called the most recent subordinate.

“Uh, it’s me. How’s the situation in the city right now? Is it so serious that I have to go right now?”

‘Gwa, it’s okay! Now, under the leadership of combat-specialized executives such as Do Seong-woon and Esk, those who can fight are confronting unauthorized armed groups, and people from other countries who were staying in Landfill are also contributing their strength! For now, it looks like the problem right now will be dealt with soon!’

“Yes, I understand.”

In the meantime, it has been a great help to have continued emergency drills for the residents of Landfill. The guys who used to stare at me as if they were going to kill me every time I said I was doing emergency preparedness training, wouldn’t they be admiring and thankful for my amazing foresight? No matter what, you don’t have to worry about Landfill right now. Justia’s side openly attacked me, so no one would say anything if I counterattacked. Well, self-defense can become overrepression, but what can I do? Otherwise I’m behind.

“Elder Nemu, stop. Do you think you can defeat six representatives of the city by yourself?”

“If I were alone, of course it would be impossible. But, what if the person involved in this incident went in person?”

“What?”

Beginning with Elder Nemu as a starting point, the rainbow-colored fantasy that began to paint the surrounding landscape soon filled the area around the conference hall, and from the other side of the shimmering illusion, three figures walked toward the people inside the conference hall. It was a sight that made people doubt their eyes, as if the person in the painting was getting closer and appeared in reality beyond the frame of the painting.

A woman holding a radiant golden hammer and scales in each of her hands, blindfolded over her eyes.

A woman of considerable stature, clad in heavy maroon armor and carrying a red banner rimmed with gold.

A creepy woman with disheveled hair and loose clothes, with a crow on each of her shoulders.

In the realm of the old man, who deals with illusions and illusions and deceives the eyes of the world, three goddesses emerge.

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“For justice! Punish evil!!”

Those who were some of the survivors of the Skylon crash, who were recovering with the help of rescuers just a few minutes ago, are wielding terrifying powers and causing loss of life. Although they have very little combat experience, each one has a considerable amount of power, and their combat power is that of a quasi-soldier. In addition, since they had lived in a barren environment from the beginning, they were the combatants of Landfill, who had lived their lives without seeing anything they could see.

“Don’t back down!”

Shaaaaa…!

Accompanied by the sound of something gently scraping, spear blades of sand protruding from between the cracks in the floor rose fiercely, blocking the path of unauthorized armed groups hiding among innocent people. And among the residents of Landfill, the one who blocked Justia’s followers walked out. Tanned brown skin that can be immediately identified as being from Eldland, and a yellow base, with various colors added to it, an armament reminiscent of the desert.

“General Nubis…!”

“Nonsense! Why is a general from a fallen country in Landfill?!”

Nubis ferociously shot at the enemy who had just spit out the destruction of his country, and swung his heavy halberd threateningly. It was a kind of notice that even though it had suffered a great blow and was in a state of near destruction, it would blow off the heads of enemies who treated other people’s countries, which were still intact, as already ruined.

“Their power is much lower than that of an ordinary apostle, that is, an authority holder, but the quantity is much lower than that of an authority holder! There is absolutely no reason for you to be afraid and afraid!”

The general of the desert, who received permission from Landfill’s teacher, commands the combat personnel and deals with the enemies causing trouble from within.

“Ahhhhh … !!

“Damn it, wasn’t that monster flying in the direction of Magistos two days ago?

While the disruption unit infiltrating the interior caused chaos, the Stymphalos unit, composed of the ‘Join tribe’, one of the forces serving Justia, who was scheduled to fly from the sky and infiltrate, was helplessly overwhelmed in front of the terrifying tyrant who ruled the sky. Was suffering In the sky that Justia’s flying unit must pass through to make an assault on Landfill, ‘falling disaster in the sky’ was waiting for them as if it had finally arrived, and those who tried to ignore him and flew away lost their wings the moment they passed through the sky near him. I had to face a very intense reunion with the ground semi-forcefully with a sense of being paralyzed.

“Damn it, there was no talk that a monster like this would be waiting! How could there be no way?”

“It’s a bunch! The air currents themselves are revolving around that monster! To get to Landfill, you’ll either have to pass it, or you’ll have to go around it a great distance… If you take a detour, you’ll never be in time!”

The ‘falling catastrophe’, as if taking revenge on those who wrongly framed themselves, makes those who want to use the sky where they are fearlessly fall to the ground or catches them with thirteen octopus legs and crushes their bones. Killed. Against one of the monsters that contributed the most to the destruction of Eldland, the Styphalos troops, who had come only lightly armed to unilaterally ravage ground forces without a means of flight, found themselves in a difficult situation.

Finally…

“Keuugh…! I never thought they would have prepared troops even in such a desolate wilderness!”

Taang! Bang!

Roaring!

“Kkottong…!”

“Aaaaagh! My, my body is burning…!”

“Damn it, where the hell are they shooting! There’s no terrain to hide in here, so where the hell do the bullets keep coming from?!”

“This damn fire, why the hell doesn’t it try to put it out even when water is poured on it! Uh, uh huh? Hey, hey! Don’t come close! Sweet words that catch fire… Aaaaa!!”

Justia’s followers, who were moving to attack Landfill from the outside through a desolate wilderness that no normal mind would ever pass through, were either killed by bullets that flew from an invisible place or could not be extinguished by any means that would arise from time to time, like an epidemic. I was trampled in the flames that burned people as if they were moving.

{Ahaha☆ Don’t worry, I won’t kill you. It doesn’t hurt.}

Apart from the Stymphalos unit, which was about to fly directly in the sky and attack, Justia’s followers who boarded the airship heading to Landfill, hiding their identities, were discovered by a man who only spoke lies, and soon unleashed a terrifying beast inside. The lady she was holding and a mannequin whose face was cut in a dress made of rose vines killed her without resistance.

After three invasions of the other world, many of the alien races from the invaders who lost everything and started living as residents of this world also fell for Justia’s trick and attacked Landfill, but they were the same people who had already lived in Landfill. Were dealt with in reverse at their hands.

Justia literally pulled in all the means she could use, and hit all of them into a cramped city with a large population compared to the landfill area, but in a situation where most of the attacks were useless… Justia chose only one.

The main objective in chess is to capture the king.

[Checkmate, that hateful Nyalashotep’s pawn.]

“Kuh… Hak…!”

The brilliantly shining sword of justice pierced the heart of an incurable villain.