Chapter 11 – Episode 11 Round 2
Next day.
Underground sat in the waiting room of the Colosseum.
“This bitch is really…”
Jiha stuck out his tongue in amazement.
The 30 Blue Seal Commons were supposed to take turns engaging in a summoning war.
Whether you win or lose, if you’re still alive, it’s standard to go to the next summoning war in about 3-4 days.
“… Yes, it seemed obvious to send it out the very next day.”
The underground grinded it to pieces.
After defeating Zrambul, taking a day off and immediately reintroducing it, it was Bonama and Enlil’s trick.
“I can’t kill myself, so I’m going to kill the car.”
As pointed out in the bedroom, if Enlil kills the underground himself, post-processing will be difficult in one way or another.
So, it was a war of attrition, a stance that he would continue to forcefully send the underground to the summoning war and dry it to death.
“What good. Because I wanted to use this ability in practice anyway…”
A hand protruded from the shadows as if guided by an underground horse.
It was a special ability, the shadow hand, obtained by sucking Enlil’s blood.
It was black and dark, but it had five fingers, so it resembled a human hand.
Like drops of blood, dripping black energy was a magical but precious special ability.
“Okram’s instantaneous rigid body disappeared after a day. But this remains… Does indirect bloodsucking give you temporary abilities, and direct bloodsucking gives you permanent abilities?”
I’ll have to wait a few more days, but it’s probably right.
You can use this to win.
“But you can’t just win and be done…”
What if I win today? Enlil will also be put into the match two days later.
A series of battles without a break will be ruined.
“I have to make it even smaller.”
He wins, but the bitch’s car slaughter plan is also crushed.
“It’s time.”
Hearing the words from the outside, the basement got up from its seat.
Arena.
As the basement entered, the audience booed.
“Oooooh!”
“You’re not like me!”
“Get lost today!”
The drinks and garbage he was holding flew into the arena, but the commentator did not stop it.
Rather, it encourages
“Okay, three matches! The Human Underground won an unexpected victory against Zrambul two days ago! I immediately went to the summoning war with full enthusiasm! 1 win 28 losses! Will that luck continue today? Stay tuned!”
“What is the desire…”
It’s just that Enlil fucked up.
Jiha frowned and looked at the VIP seats, but Enlil was nowhere to be seen.
It doesn’t seem to come out… Well, this debt will definitely be paid off.
The basement checked the situation while warming up.
“Three matches… You’re middle-aged.”
The summoning war that takes place in a day is usually 5 matches, and the more important the match, the more they are placed later.
In the case of the basement, he was in charge of the first and second matches all the time. Because I’ve been recklessly surrendering.
“I don’t like it because the level has risen.”
It means that the opponent, Purple, will send out a common as well.
It was Enlil’s malice to kill the underground that was placed in the third match.
“Yes! On the other hand, this man is the common of purple to face! Veteran! High win rate of 7 wins out of 8 matches! A hideous appearance, but a stalwart warrior! A monster that regenerates any injury! Troll! Bowing!”
Thud! Thud! Thud!
A two-meter green-skinned giant entered the arena stomping loudly.
“Boosing!”
“Avenge Zrambul!”
“Tear that bastard to death!”
Bowing, who was snorting as he gazed at the basement, swung his club wide. Exclamations of exclamation spread through the audience with the sound of tearing through the air.
It had the power to easily crush a human head.
“Really do it in moderation…”
The opponent was a troll, Jiha was dumbfounded by Enlil’s treatment.
The troll’s strength is its ability to regenerate.
To fight a troll against a bare-handed human underground, doesn’t that mean he’ll kill you openly?
The audience was also expecting with bated breath how the basement would be beaten to death.
It was just a fluke that he defeated Zrambul, and he couldn’t imagine what a mere human underground would do with a troll that had both strong muscular strength and regenerative power.
“Whoa…”
In the past, I would have surrendered.
But not anymore.
“Winner take Freedom!!”
Fight and win
With the commentator’s declaration, the second underground match opened.
Second match.
The underground did not move and kept an eye on the opponent. Troll Boosing stood there like a mountain, watching him, unmoving.
‘Did you hear the story of Zrambul?’
I noticed that the defense and attack power of the underground was unexpected, and I was waiting for you to attack first.
“A troll…”
Trolls are famous for their regenerative powers.
Is it possible to get a one-hit kill like Zrambul?
Thinking, Jiha bent over and picked up a stone that was rolling under his feet.
A stone thrown by the underground hit Bouzing’s chest and ricocheted off.
“Ah, what is this! It’s despicable! Underground players! You are insulting the opposing player!”
Would throwing a rock at a troll hurt that?
It was just a provocation.
Bow Jing also twitched his eyes, but he still didn’t attack first.
‘I should aim for the counter.’
In Summon War, you win by making your opponent incapacitated.
Even if the troll’s regenerative power is ignorant, it is enough to cut off the consciousness at once.
It was an intention to end it with a proper blow to the heart, brain, and vitals. It is most effective to induce the opponent to attack first and then put a counter.
The basement threw a couple more rocks to provoke it, but Bowjing didn’t move.
“Boo! What is boousing!”
“Are you scared!”
“It’s a waste of size!”
The audience burst into booing when Bowjing did not move despite the ridicule of the underground.
The audience, most of whom were women, laughed out loud when the common, men covered each other in dust and fought fiercely.
These static battles were not to be popular.
“What are you thinking?”
As Bowjing stood there silently, the basement became curious.
For the commons, popularity was important in the Summon War. The more popular a common was, the more money the audience bet on winning or losing, and they were able to receive a certain amount of dividends.
Buying weapons and armor with that money was the basic routine of the Commons.
Winning is fundamental, and getting the audience’s response was advantageous for survival.
‘Well, did I save Zrambul? There were other calculations…’
Jiha thought of a way to earn money separately, measured it, and saved Zrambul.
However, Bowing’s apparent disregard for the audience’s wishes was a bit odd.
Bowing replied.
“Attack first. Yield.”
“Why?”
“Zrambul is a friend.”
“…”
It was meant to yield a preemptive strike to the underground that did not kill Zrambul.
Jiha, who savored those words, nodded slowly.
“Okay then…”
Jiha curled up in her body as she spoke. Then, blue magic began to flow over her legs.
The booing audience began to hum.
“What is that?”
“No way…”
Do you mean Common uses magical powers?
The audience, who finally recognized the magical power that emerged more strongly than in Jerambul, murmured.
Jiha didn’t care and threw herself forward.
Legs reinforced with magic are as fast as the wind!
“Bout!”
Bae Jing hurriedly swung his club at a faster gallop than in Jerambul, but his underarms had already dug into the inside of his arm.
“And…”
Jiha threw his fist forward with momentum. It was also an attack that knocked down Zrambul, a fist imbued with magic power, in one blow.
Wow!!
The troll’s body shuddered with the sound of leather bursting.
“…”
Jiha, who poked his fist into Boujing’s stomach, grinned.
Bow Jing would have prepared for it, but he was faster underground than he had heard.
‘After sucking Enlil’s blood, his magic power increased dramatically.’
His basement laughs at the realization that he has become stronger… Bowsing’s arm moved.
Even as his head was thrown back, his arm was silently brandishing a club.
It comes flying over your head!
“What?”
I tried to pull him away, but the troll’s opposite hand gripped his subterranean ribs.
“Keuuugh!”
Strengthened by his magical powers, his ribs didn’t break right away, but it was tremendous strength.
And the club hit the underground on the head.
Float!!
His head buzzes and his eyes flash. It was a heavy blow that would have shattered his skull had it not been for his magical powers.
“This child…”
Most of all, when your head shakes, your judgment deteriorates.
Boujing also guessed that the basement was trying to win at once.
Bowing believed in the strength and regenerative power of trolls and chose to give them flesh and take their bones.
He held the ground with one hand to prevent it from dodging, and with the other hand he silently brandished the club.
Float!!
When the second hit continued, the forehead of the basement was torn and blood flowed.
He focuses his mana on defense, but it doesn’t last long.
If you get hit by 3 or 4 hits, you die.
However, concentrating his magical energy on his fists would immediately shatter his ribs as his defenses weakened.
At this rate, the underground would be unable to move and would be beaten to death.
“…”
The staggering gaze of the underground turned to the floor. His shadow overlapped the troll’s shadow.
Booooong!
As soon as the club flew for the third time to break his head, Jiha focused his mind.
Papabak!
At that moment, a black hand jumped out from the shadows underground and grabbed Boosing’s arm tightly.
Bauzing couldn’t hide his surprised face when he was grabbed by a black hand that jumped out of the shadows, an enormous power that surpassed that of a troll.
Kudo deuk!
“Quaaaaagh!!”
Despite being quite strong, Bowjing couldn’t stand it and screamed.
As his hand digging into his side loosened, Jiha spoke briefly.
“If you hold on to me, this will happen.”
Wow!
The fist strengthened by the basement’s magical power lifted Boosing’s chin.
The two-meter troll rose above its own height.
Dump.
Bouzing’s body rolled on the floor and did not move.
Concussion, usually it’s dangerous, but since it’s a troll, it’ll get better if you leave it alone.
“Whoa…”
Without wiping his blood-drenched hair, Jiha averted his eyes.
Bunny Suin, dressed as a bunny girl, blinked in surprise and exclaimed hastily.
“A surprise! Another surprise! It’s an underground player’s victory! What happened? A human beat a troll with his bare hands…”
The voice of the narrator who was speaking faded. The basement slowly raised its hand.
The blue aura around his arm was clearly visible to the narrator and all the spectators.
“That…”
“I hoped.”
Everyone was astonished when the underground showed up.
“Magic attribute?”
It was unprecedented in Wordsland that a common possessed magical powers.
Jiha spoke briefly to the agitated audience.
“Did you see clearly, you assholes?”
It was a harsh gesture and an insult, but the audience did not boo.
The man who was raging right in front of me was an unprecedented and rare creature.
The eyes looking at the incomprehensible were no longer the eyes of slaves.
Jiha laughed at the gaze mixed with fear and fear.
“If you’re going to gamble in the future, bet on me.”
The match with Zrambul cost very little money. So even if the basement won, there was nothing to gain.
However, the audience who were excited about the provocation of the underground at that time bet a lot of money on the death and defeat of the underground today.
The underground won today and earned 30 million rel. In Korean currency, it was 30 million won.
Now that I had the money, it was time to move on to the next thing.
