Ruler of the Game 224

Chapter 224 – Guardian of the Dungeon

Rena looks at Seong-il with a reluctant but helpless expression. Such a holy day pats her on the back and says.

“Don’t worry! I’ll be sure to get rid of them.”

“Puhaha… I’ll believe it.”

After reassuring her comrades, Seong-il took the poorly armed goblins and began to move to the enemy camp.

“Hey guys.”

“Kehe?”

When Seong-il calls out to them, the goblins look at him with slightly foolish expressions. He smiles bitterly when he sees those guys and continues talking.

“…For now, just take me to the vicinity, and you guys are hiding nearby for a while, okay?”

“Hey? Are we not fighting?”

“Uh… For now?”

“Kehe…”

The goblins stare blankly at the holy day with expressions that don’t know why. Seongil sighed lightly and began to think.

‘…I don’t think it’s going to be much help if I fight with him.’

A goblin’s ability that makes it impossible to implement strategies such as surprise, lure, and deception due to low intelligence. For this reason, rather than leading them and attacking honestly, Seong-il decides to subdue the enemy bit by bit by attempting a surprise attack alone.

‘Of course, in case of a head-to-head match, this story would be very different…’

Seong-il, who thought so, stationed the goblins in one area and began to move to the place where their camp was located.

‘Keuk… Just looking at it, the level is no joke.’

Although he had heard of the level of the enemy through Lassal, the level of the enemy’s armament seemed to be higher than that.

‘…There are two knights wearing plate mail. There’s also one priest who looks like a priest.’

‘And the heavily armed knight wearing the silver-white full plate mail must be the ‘white knight’, right?’

A knight of full plate mail who looks like the chief officer at first glance. Seong-il instinctively realizes that he is the new colleague candidate he has been looking for.

‘Hmm… Except for the four people of interest, the rest are just ordinary adventurer level armaments. If only those four could be eliminated somehow…’

In a very short moment, Seong-il roughly grasped the enemy’s strength. After concealing himself by covering his body with a shadow to remove any unknown variable, he measures the enemy’s ability with 『Sensation』.

‘Hmm… There’s not much difference from what I saw with my eyes.’

As expected, the level of enemies that you can’t see the difference with your eyes. However, the white knight’s aura checked with 『Emotion』 Felt more dangerous than he thought.

“‘…Kkeuh, are you going to be able to subdue him?”

The power of the white knight, which seems to be more than Lee Ah-hyun or Choi Hyun-woo, in terms of the feeling conveyed by the emotion. Because of that, he muttered to himself with a feeling of being helpless. Someone starts talking to him in his head.

“Huh? Why? What is it again?』

“…Huh?”

When the cursed sword hanging from his waist spoke to him at Seong-il’s murmur, Seong-il flinched and looked at the sword.

“What are you talking about to yourself? Let me know.”

“Ah…”

Seong-il explained his situation to the cry of the sword, and the sword, which grasped the whole situation, began to answer him.

『What, is there anything wrong? You’re good at something Do that or something.』

“…Are you good at it?”

『Uh, you’re good at creating an alter ego and making a fuss. Go on a rampage with your alter egos and beat them one by one. Especially priests.”

“Hmm…”

The strategy of the sword that seems reasonable in its own way. However, Seong-il began to explain what was bothering him.

“Well… I haven’t thought of that, but the problem is that we have to keep them from escaping.”

“Why?”

A sword that does not understand Seongil’s words. Seong-il explains to him the current situation he is in.

『Hmm… You mean they are a punitive and reconnaissance party sent to check if there are followers of the moon god here?』

“Yes.”

“Then just do what I told you to do.”

“…Suddenly?”

“It’s just a matter of time anyway. Just because you annihilate them so they don’t leak information, won’t they send more troops? Thousands of words Even to confirm the reason for the annihilation, we will continue to send troops. If you do that, as long as you don’t leave this place, the tail will eventually be caught.”

“Hmm…”

Hearing it, the words of the sword sounded plausible. As Seong-il seems to ponder over his words, the sword starts to push his opinion strongly.

“Just fight! Judging from their armed status and vigilance, they seem to be formidable, but if you fight with such a soft mind, you will surely die?』

“It’s okay… Well…”

At the words of the cold sword, Seong-il feels his worries disappear. Because of this, he took out a bunch of jewels that had been charging his mana in his spare time and looked at them, thinking.

‘Well, if it’s a control condition, three or more are not allowed, but if it’s a condition of rampaging without elaborate actions, six or more can be operated… Shall we operate multiple clones?’

Thinking back on it, the plan of the sword seems quite plausible. When he’s convinced his plan can work, he puts down his sword for a moment and begins summoning his alter ego.

‘I’ll have to try using the shadow clone later…’

A shadow technique delivered by the creation god’s alter ego. The technique had many powerful abilities, befitting the authority bestowed by a being who was a god in the past.

‘Kkeuh… It’s a pity that I can’t use the technique of separating the shadow and turning it into a clone or weapon.’

Seong-il, who has captured his thoughts, begins to hide in the darkness by covering his body with a shadow.

‘…Maybe it’s a great labyrinth, so it’s really good to cover up because there’s no sunlight.’

Seong-il perfectly hides himself in the dark by hiding himself in the shadows. He determines the behavioral patterns to be oriented to the alter egos standing around him.

“What… Make a fuss in moderation! You know? Use the weapons I gave you well!”

“I will!”

The alter egos respond like children to Seongil’s words wearing a mask. Although they still seemed lacking, compared to the past when simple answers were impossible, Seong-il is satisfied with their attitude because the level has improved a lot.

‘Good! Over time, more active communication will be possible.’

With a satisfied smile, Seong-il gestured to them, and the alter egos, who understood the meaning of the action, spread out in all directions and began to sneak up on the enemy.

“Hey… I should prepare too!”

Seong-il hides in the shadows and cautiously approaches the enemy’s camp. Such Seong-il starts spying on the enemy through the sight of his alter ego from behind a rock at a distance of about 30m.

‘I set up a night watch in the camp and prepare to rest.’

Just as a perfect situation for a surprise attack is unfolding in front of his eyes, Seong-il starts ordering an attack on his alter ego without hesitation.

“Attack~!!”

“Enemy!! It’s an attack!!”

Enemies begin to grab weapons and deal with the surprise at the appearance of the alter ego, who shouts loudly and rushes forward.

“Pick up your weapons and unfold the promised formation!!”

It is natural to be taken aback by the alter egos that rush without hesitation, but when the White Knight’s order is given, the enemies form a square in a very restrained manner and skillfully form a defensive formation.

“Hoo…”

Admired by the restrained tactical formation holding a large shield, Seong-il holds on to the mask and has the clones carry out the operation as explained beforehand.

“Long live the moon god!!”

“!!”

Enemies flinch at the roar of clones that call out the names of their enemies without hesitation. However, they only flinch at such a provocation and do not show any reaction.

“Fire the magic wand!!”

“…?”

In response to them, the clones take out wooden sticks and recite something.

“…What are they? Those are.”

The time when the enemies were frowning at the absurd behavior of such alter egos. An intense shockwave starts flying from the tip of the wooden stick the alter ego was holding.

“Mi… Crazy!!”

Enemies frightened by bizarre attacks they have never seen before. As a strange wave erupts from the air and attacks them, they try to block the shock wave by raising their large shields.

“Cheuk!!”

However, the enemies suffered very much from the intense shock they had never experienced before.

‘…In the detective world, I hit a lot of points and bought a few shock rods, so I put it to good use.’

Seong-il had bought about six combat impact magic wands from Illina in the past. I put all six of them in my inventory, using 3,000 points each, just in case I could use them.

Rejoicing that his choice was not wrong, he carefully begins to approach the enemy behind the scenes.

‘…First of all, remove the priest at once! Then they will be unable to recover, so the damage will increase!’

Seong-il, who thought so, carefully waited for the enemy’s gap through shadow hiding.

“Damn it!! There are only three enemies! Knights, prepare to charge!! Crossbowmen follow the pace behind the knights and cover them!!”

‘…Now!!’

Seong-il’s strategy of Seongdonggyeokseo worked, and when the enemy launched an offensive against the clone, Seongil and the other three clones started charging at the priest with the crossbowmen from behind.

‘If only I could catch him…!!’

Crossbowmen are hit by clones, and Seong-il charges at a middle-aged priest who looks quite old.

Seong-il swung his sword at the priest wearing light armor and holding a morning star, and the priest went mad and could not resist the surprise attack.

That moment when he rushed at the fallen priest and tried to kill him.

“Is that you?”

“…?!”

Then, in front of Seong-il’s eyes, he sees a white knight turning his back and charging at him like a ghost. Seong-il is frightened by his appearance and fixes his sword.

“You’re the one who’s been chasing us from behind, hiding behind a strange enchantment, right?”

“…How?!”

Seong-il, who apparently thought he was completely in hiding. As if mocking him, the white knight grabbed his sword and came out to meet him.

“Ha! It’s a tactic that the Dark Elves, the servants of the Moon God, often use against us. Didn’t we prepare for that much? Besides, we know that the ones who fled here are the remnants of the Dark Elves!”

“…Fuck.”

He said that even if he fell backwards, his head would explode, he thought he had come up with a good tactic, but when he heard that this was a technique his fellow Dark Elves often use, Seong-il felt a swear word come out of his mouth.

“Just die!!”

A white knight who threatens himself with a shrill voice, wielding a sword and charging furiously. Seong-il gritted his teeth at that figure and raised the cursed sword and performed the Taegeuk sword fight with all his might.

‘…Yes, it’s like this, let’s stick together, you bastard!!’

Thinking so, he gathers all the energy in his body and blows it into his sword, and then begins to discharge his Taegeuk sword with all his might.

“Oh…! What is this power?』

A cursed sword that utters amazement as intense energy begins to enter its body. If it was a normal sword, it would have been unable to withstand the crude operation of Seongil’s novelty and the blade would have been shattered, but as a fairly powerful magic sword, he only spat out the words once in a curious tone, and accepted the power without difficulty.

Seong-il, who gained confidence from the sword’s reaction, unleashed all his strength and swung the sword with fierce force.

And Seongil’s internal energy filled in the sword soon transforms into a golden line along the blade.

As if reflecting the power of Seongil, who usually possessed extreme yang with his color ball, soon after, a haze rises from the golden lines formed on the sword, and the flames of the inner air begin to emit.

“…This?!”

The white knight frowns at such a holy day swordsmanship. She starts muttering something out of her mouth, startled by his strange power.

“…God of light, bless me!!”

Then, as expected, the white knight’s sword began to emit an intense light like the sword of the holy day. When the two swords, loaded with such intense power, collided, a shock was generated along with an intense puncture sound, which spread in all directions.

Quaang!!

“Kuk…!!”

Sensing a powerful shock to his palm for an instant, Seong-il bites his teeth hard at the shock and grips his sword even harder.

Seong-il, who held the sword so strongly, paradoxically uses the technique of Taegeukgeomgyeol to gently swing the sword.

Surprised by the power of his sword, which gently controls the space, contrary to his strong power, the white knight breathes lightly and uses the shield in one hand to block his sword attack.

Jjaeng!!

It was Seongil’s magic sword with a sharp ringing sound and intense power, but the white knight’s shield seemed to be a formidable treasure, and he succeeded in blocking his sword without much difficulty.

‘…If I drag it too long, I’m at a disadvantage!’

Although the alter ego is buying time, sooner or later, the enemy’s main force subdues the alter ego and returns to this place for reinforcements.

Therefore, Seong-il gritted his teeth and fired a fierce attack at the white knight by simultaneously triggering the inner air and buff magic all over his body in order to subdue the enemy with a quick battle.

“Kuk!!”

Seong-il’s sharp swordsmanship, like a storm, makes the white knight shrink, desperate to block his sword.

“Fuck off!!”

Giving up the idea of ​​overpowering him and making him a prisoner, Seong-il swung his sword at him with the determination to kill him.

‘…A gap!’

The white knight’s gap in the midst of a fierce battle. Seong-il doesn’t miss that scene and swings his sword at his head with vicious force.

Jjaeng!!

The white knight’s helmet flies with a tearing metallic sound. Then, a short-haired beauty with impressive platinum hair appears from inside the helmet.

“…?!”

Seong-il’s eyes are slightly sharp, but Seong-il’s heart stops at the appearance of a great beauty with distinct features. At that moment, a powerful voice rang from behind him.

“The god of light imprisons the unclean!”

“…!?”

At the same time, his own body becomes heavy. Seong-il, taken aback by this, quickly raised his sword, but his body became so heavy that he could not control himself.

“What the fuck…?”

Embarrassed, Seong-il hears a voice without realizing it, so he turns his head in the direction he came from and swears.

Then, the appearance of a priest with both hands raised and muttering something endlessly toward the holy day.

‘…Is it a fucking debuff divine spell!!’

The moment Seong-il panicked and grasped the situation, a refreshing but sharp voice resounded next to him.

“Now pay for your sins! You who serve the unclean!”

“Yeombing…”

When he raised his sword again and looked straight ahead, he saw a beautiful platinum-haired knight wielding his sword with the ruthless spirit of Seongil.