Chapter 323 – Gangs of Rome (12)
I put my hand on his chest, watching his movements closely.
─Whiriririk.
Absorbed the mana of the runes from the seal and strengthened one of the runes previously used. Just as a brilliant scholar learns the laws of physics from overflowing water, the true meaning of the runes has sprung up in the sea of neurons.
As I was casting the magic right away, the warlock Krutus asked.
“You and I seem to be ready. Shall we begin then?〉
“Do you have other colleagues besides me?”
〈When a tiger and a lion fight, count the foxes by number. But how long are you going to use that stupid tone?”
As if enjoying my words, Krutus split his arms and shook his arms. Purple mana caused a tidal wave of blood, and I responded with sparks while paying attention to the people in the rear.
Blood Demonic Art
Calamity Wall
─Quarrrr!!
The wall of fire shot with 100% power advanced like a trap in the ruins and collided with a tidal wave of blood.
The blood evaporated and created a mist of blood, and a cross-shaped slash flew through the mist.
Hans offset the slash with the same technique. The wizard, perhaps accustomed to combat, didn’t even cast a spell, and blew electricity into his palm.
─Kurrureureung!!
The magic, which was probably
However, the silver arrow imbued with the mana of light scratched the armor of black magic. Krutus’ face twisted.
Collaborator Yesugei’s Demonic Theory. I smiled bitterly, but Primor’s barrage of poisonous arrows continued to speed up.
The warlock tried to block the arrow by grabbing it like the first time, but when I kept it in check while mixing the paint, it seemed that he decided to take the damage of the armor.
Do you think it’s better to have your armor shaved off than to be beaten by me? Seeing the scratched armor regenerate, you’re right.
The sarcastic female thief assisted the magician with an awl that looked like an ice pick. The current did not weaken and supported the body of Kructus as if he was trapped inside the barrier.
Scorched by electricity, Cructus lowered the visor of his helmet.
─Clap! Kreutus, clad in bloody armor, drew his sword behind his back like a gangster punching him. In the blink of an eye, a huge amount of mana was condensed there.
I sensed the mana condensing on her sword and clicked her tongue.
Krutus was a deformed warrior with a fairly high level of technical proficiency, even though he was a sucker for close combat. It is said that it is a fucking rice that stutters as if it is lagging with fraudulent characters.
However, even that stutter and poor control are not a disadvantage if you focus only on the power of one shot.
An attack emanating from the power reinforced by the armor! You can’t stop this with blood magic!
So I maxed out the mana of Beast Return.
The mana that was stored only under the skin was pulled out of the body and turned into a human candle by lighting it with blue fire.
He squeezed the sparks he pulled out long like a pole and swung them with all his might.
─Kaang!!
When a fire bat exceeding 3 meters struck the sword, the slash that was about to be released flew off to the wrong place.
My hands tingled. Odin’s eye has finished analyzing the magic. I tried not to use it during battle because of the side effects, but the advantages outweighed the disadvantages against a magic of this size.
Let’s analyze it.
‘That armor isn’t just a piece of armor. It is strengthening of the body.’
It was probably a magic developed to mitigate the penalty of black magic. It seemed that he joined
‘But the higher the level of black magic, the more the body-eating penalty would not be able to be prevented with that alone.’
That’s why he took away martial arts from others and started strengthening his basic body. I half-opened my eyes while analyzing that.
‘… Combining the healing ability of curing Primor, armor, and attack power, it is magic that combines defense and defense. It’s small, but if it’s strong, it won’t lose even to a giant golem.’
Thinking that far, I gave a general review.
‘No problem.’
We made a pole into a whip and connected each other’s forearms. Instead of tearing it off or using it backwards, the black magician actively utilized the specs of his main weapon, the armor.
─Booooong!! Shu Shu Shu Shu!!
I blocked, evaded, and slashed it with a much faster body and stronger strength.
Unicorn Warlock was strong. But that’s because the opponent dug a trap to shoot Nefertiti after a long time.
Even though the country was ruined by a single variable, whether or not the country was prepared has a big impact on the wizard’s victory or defeat.
‘Didn’t you think you’d hit and hit it with all your heart? After all, it must have been scary to have a zombie doll in your home base! You don’t know when to turn your head, because the church is within reach!〉
If you think about when this bastard controls Temurgul, wouldn’t it be the main tactic to gather 2-3 corpses of the masters you’ve killed so far and spread them out?
That tactic has now been sealed. It was in a weakened state, no different from a baby unicorn warlock who couldn’t use the barrier.
─Wheek! Chuck!
I slid my fist through the back of my hand and wrapped around the arm like a whip. The armor of flame and blood that slipped past me was tightly entangled as if caught in a press.
Raised the claws of beast return. My five fingers shrank like the jaws of an animal.
Then, I pulled my arm and scraped off the armor.
─Chwaaaaa!!
His weakened right arm was torn off by the silver arrow that kept flying.
Corutus delivered a headbutt with a helmet instead of an arm that had become a whirlwind potato.
But I stepped on that knee and fed a knee kick to my forehead. The black magician’s head flipped over.
A 360 degree Somersault Kick while rotating the body in the air.
The blade of flame growing from the heel tore the man’s shoulder blades in length.
“Do you know how to use it? I’ll show you a sample.〉
While weaving while raising his fist, he inserted a jokjok fist that showed a gap. It was Matei Rossi’s martial arts, which only targeted vital points.
─Puff! Tuck!
Mixed with the flying punches, he harpooned his legs with his kicks. Crutus on his knees swung his elbow like a cannon.
I struck back with exactly the same technique, spinning the recoil and stabbing the knife on my heel between my ribs.
〈Kwaaaaa!!
Corutus’ eyes flashed through his visor. The light in his eyes came out and looked at the lashes of flame that joined him.
─Jjijijik! Chew!!
Corutus, somehow ripping off the fiery whip, glared at me like he was going to kill me. I was just kidding, but it was just funny.
‘I didn’t just copy the technology after seeing it! Are you imitating my magic?!
I laughed while activating the ᚲ (Kenaz) rune.
The magic of Corutus is to extract technology from the body. I analyzed the framework of the technology with the Eye of Odin, and pulled out the black magic.
And just like when Veronica connected telepathy, she connected me and that bastard with the rune of ᚲ (Kenaz).
The whip of flame was a USB cord to prevent data leakage, and after I wrapped the whip, I copied and pasted the technique from his body to my body.
──Dissolve the enemy’s magic and recreate it with my own magic.
Analyzing other people’s magic through Odin’s eyes meant that.
“If I stole something from someone else, I would at least recreate it in perfect condition. How absurd it must be to see warriors who have built up martial arts like that get robbed by an amateur like me with their skills.”
While sending telepathic messages out of my mind, I showed off one by one the herbivores of the martial arts that I stole from the warlock—no, that I “Recovered.”
The trajectory of Kwonbeop overpowered the line and the foot technique drew a circle.
The skills gained in a short period of time were only 1 or 2 Kwonjutsu. Of course, that level of understanding was a level that could not be imitated by a black magician who had just stolen and used it.
Still, was it possible to know the nobility of the technology I unfolded with the extracted knowledge? The black magician was at a loss for words, like a painter on Twitter who saw a masterpiece by a master of the art world.
Hui-i-i-i-i-chuck.
As if showing him a sample of the jockey ceremony, I took an elegant posture and crossed myself.
《You steal the skills of opponents who are better than you, and you get drunk on your arrogance with your poor understanding, so you are also a “Professor”. No, less than that.”
Having said that, I realized that such expressions were not enough.
Professors have high knowledge, at least in their field. Unless you got a professorship through gambling, your total amount of knowledge should be better than that of graduate students, even if you lack creativity or the point of focus of your thesis.
But Corutus couldn’t even do that.
That bastard’s understanding of martial arts was lower than mine.
Rather than strengthening his position by exploiting opponents weaker than himself——a petty thief who steals the secret wages of those superior to him and pounces on them.
The word to call such a person has already been decided.
《Magical Rekkachung bastard. Your destination is hell.”
The technique I am using is the anger of the spirits who were deprived of precious martial arts by that bastard.
〈… Under.〉
Could it be that even though they couldn’t understand the language of the Earth, they could communicate with each other? Corentus burst out laughing like a pig kept in the refrigerator when it was time to get off work in the middle of the slaughter.
〈──This damned monkey aaaaa!!!〉
Then, like all thugs whose shallow egos were stirred up, he started yelling like crazy.
─Chupat!! Purple mana connected Corutus with me.
It was the same magic as the USB port I wrote. I giggled as I wrapped it around my arm.
─Grumble! From the mana entangled in his arm, Corentus’s consciousness penetrated.
It was unpleasant, like blood flowing backwards during blood donation, but I snorted.
〈One hundred sentences are worth seeing, but there is also shallow knowledge that reveals the bottom without any value at first glance. Isn’t it because there is a real risk of being possessed if the minds and hearts of bodies with souls are deeply connected?
At my constant harsh criticism, Corutus exploded his eyes like a broken red traffic light.
With a sullen look on my face, I stopped the evil ego from burrowing into my body.
As the mind was invaded, the boundary between reality and fantasy became blurred. The enemy’s shadow swelled and the aura of death fell upon me. I also fought back with my mental strength, but it was just pouring water on a heated stone.
I frowned at the speed faster than I thought.
Let’s tell the truth. Corutus is right.
I honestly didn’t think my mental strength or determination was better than that of a 200-year-old mad warlock.
At this rate, he would have had to either get his body taken over by that bastard and become an undead macho, or after a battle of mental strength, he would have had to stage a wonderful turnaround while thinking about his wives’ faces.
─Shurrureuk!
The thread of mana flying from my back wrapped around Corutus’ body.
It was a quick hand enough to steal his body in an instant, even in the mental world several times faster than the real world.
Corentus, who neglected to control his body while invading my body, lost control of his main body helplessly. I clapped my hands while looking at the pink mana thread.
Larry Lura chuckled and flicked the finger thimble she had ripped from her Corutus wrist.
It was a magic item he used to hide in Henry’s corpse and control the undead.
Perhaps thinking that it would be useful for
I shrugged and giggled.
Wasn’t my mind and Ralilura’s minds connected even before we came here? She attacked Corutus, not knowing from the beginning that she was a two-on-one, and then she slammed her neck into a limb.
He noticed it belatedly and tried to dispel her spell. His struggling consciousness tried to ride mana around, but his willpower caught me by the scruff of his neck.
I whispered as I held on to his consciousness as he quickly returned to his body.
“Be stupid, you mafia bastard.”
─Two kwak!!
The fist of Corutus controlled by Ralilura pierced his stomach.
It is said that a healthy mind resides in a healthy body. Due to the fatal wounds inflicted on the body, the magic of Corutus was disrupted, even if the body was not in pain.
His consciousness returned to reality. I used the dash technique I learned from the Primor escort and landed under Corutus’ chin.
And with a fist full of blue flames, a heartfelt punch.
Blood Demonic Art
Misconception
〈Turquoise Blue Overdrive.〉
─Quaaaaa!!
A pillar of fire soared, destroying the warlock’s helmet and head all at once, and evaporated them.
