Ruler of the Game 287

Chapter 287 – Guardian of the Dungeon

With that thought in mind, Seong-il hides using the invisible ring and starts charging behind the enemies.

“That… Enemy!”

“So many?!”

The salvation of the enemies who appeared just before they drove the cultists to the edge of the cliff and subdued them.

Seeing the cultists leading a large number of humanoids, the enemies harden their faces and show tension.

“…They said that the Moon Reaper seems to have resurrected, so it’s true!”

“Uh… What shall we do? Captain!”

“What do you mean! The enemies are, at best, poorly armed humanoids! Get ready to fight immediately!”

“…What about the warlocks in the back?”

“I’ll let the best of them, starting with the priests and me! Don’t worry and stick with them!”

“All right!”

The adjutant looks a bit relieved when a few elites, including the commander, promise to subdue the warlocks.

‘Ho… Seeing how confident you are, it seems like you can use the priests to block the enemy’s magic?’

Seong-il was eavesdropping on their conversation from a distance using 『Emotion』 In a state of hiding. He carefully distances himself and waits for the enemy’s elite to divide.

‘First of all, we’re aiming for a time when the confusion increases as the main forces collide with each other.’

With that thought in mind, Seong-il cautiously glared at the commander from the outskirts of the battlefield, looking for an opportunity. In his eyes, he sees a commander leading a small number of death squads and approaching the Warlocks.

“Priests! Cast protection magic to stop those corrupt mages from attacking our allies!”

“All right.”

After those words, three or four priests began to sing a hymn with a rather grand feeling. As they sing a hymn, a strange shield is created based on the sound and begins to surround allies.

‘Oh… You’re using chants as some kind of magic shield. Interesting?’

Seeing the defense created by the hymns constantly recited by the priests, the commander shouts at the ten or so knights following him.

“Here! Brothers unleashed a powerful divine spell for us! Take advantage of this gap and quickly eliminate those cultists!”

“Yes!!”

Seeing the situation surrounded on both sides, the knights responded to the command of the commander with a very resolute expression.

“Charge!”

‘Should I go too soon?’

Coincidentally, the battlefield was completely confused as the main unit also started a large-scale skirmish. Seong-il gathers all his energy and starts charging at his priests.

“…These worms!”

It was only for a while that the followers of the moon came to their rescue and rejoiced. Instead of escaping, the light-bearers try to get rid of them with a desperate attitude.

“What should we do? There are no warriors to stand before us, so we don’t have enough time to cast magic strong enough to break through that barrier…?!”

“…It can’t be helped! Even if the effect is weak, we have no choice but to spray the enemy with the magic with the highest casting speed and power among the magic of the system that each person has learned with their main power!”

“I can’t help but…”

Warlock’s low chanting, presumably an ally.

They didn’t look good even though a number of rescuers arrived, but I thought that there was a high possibility that they would be killed by the enemy’s death squad before being rescued.

‘Don’t worry.’

Seong-il, who was eavesdropping on all conversations between enemies and allies through 『Emotion』. In order to alleviate the worries of the wizards, he spreads his light air and charges at the priests who are singing chants with a reverent appearance from beginning to end.

“&!@$%*&”

The priests are constantly singing hymns to the front in a strange tone. Seong-il sneaks up behind them and starts stabbing them with a sword.

『Oh ho ho ho!! Gandaaaaa!!

‘… Why is this baby excited?’

After telling Seong-Il not to get excited, Seong-Il is momentarily taken aback by the double appearance of the cursed sword showing excitement close to madness.

However, he soon regains his composure and inserts his sword into the back of the one in the farthest corner among the priests.

Pooh!!

“Cheuk!!”

A priest whose back was pierced out of nowhere in a careless situation. Since he is a combat priest, he was wrapped in chain mail, but those armors could not block the sword of Seongil, which was wrapped in the mighty power of the chariot, and was pierced like a piece of paper.

“Brother Leno!!”

When an assassin bursts out of the middle of the camp surrounded by allies and attacks the priests, the expedition falls into a panic.

“Enemy behind!!”

“…What?!”

For sure

Obviously, many allies are holding out behind the death squad and fighting, but the commander is puzzled when he hears that the enemy has suddenly jumped out of the middle.

“Uh… What happened?! Even a Dark Elf would be unable to attack so quickly and stealthily!?”

“Uh… It’s not a dark elf, it’s a surprise attack by a human!

“Damn the fly!”

Although it is an incomprehensible situation, there is a high possibility that the work of the priests who protect the death squad from destructive magic will be hindered, so the commander gritted his teeth and told his allies.

“Hey! And you! Follow me!”

Now, if he endures a little longer, he is on the verge of piercing the enemy’s fire net and slaughtering the weak warlocks, but when the absurd Sung-il’s surprise attack might turn the offensive into ineffective, the commander feels his blood welling up backwards.

However, like a well-rounded paladin, he regains his composure and quickly returns to some of his men and priests.

‘Oh! A few come back!’

Seong-il spreads 『Emotion』 Widely in all directions and grasps the surroundings like a mini-map in an RTS game.

He starts blasting Yuna’s special smoke potion on the floor to fuck his enemies as much as possible.

Pew!!

“What?!”

Enemies panic when an enemy stops attacking out of the blue and explodes a strange smoke screen that obscures their vision. Seong-il does not miss their embarrassment, and in response, approaches the nearest priests and attempts to cut them at random.

“Cheuk!!”

Since they were combat priests in their own way, the priests were carrying chain armor as well as maces and shields. However, when Seongil’s sword, which is completely hidden and cannot be seen, stabs their weak points precisely, they can’t hold out for long and in an instant, half of them die from training.

“Keuk…!!”

The commander realizes that there is a problem with the priests’ sacred hymn and the protective shield that surrounds the body disappears.

“Such a rat!!”

“Who is the rat?”

“!!”

In the midst of spitting out profanity, the paladins felt their backs go cold when someone spit out words mocking them behind their backs.

Seong-il explodes a purification bomb on their floor and exposes himself.

“A rat? If the person who broke through the middle of the enemy camp and stirred it up is a rat, then what are you guys? Turtles?”

“Bloke…!!”

A man mocking himself with a sword of unusual energy. He was absurdly holding only a sword and pointing it at himself without any proper defensive armament.

“You’re the commander, aren’t you? I’ve cut off all the troublesome priests’ heads, so now all I have to do is kill you!”

“It’s too much…!!”

Instead of answering Seong-il’s provocation, the commander and the two knights take out their swords and start charging at Seong-il.

‘Whoa…!!’

Seong-il, who groans inwardly. Recalling the sparring with Eun-wol a few days ago, he raises 『Emotion』 To the limit.

‘I can feel my surroundings.’

A holy day that grasps the movements of all beings within a radius of approximately 30M. He listens to the threat alert given by the information and 『Emotion』, And unfolds 『Taegeukgeomgyeol』.

“…!!”

Surprisingly, the commander is shocked to see Seong-il easily evading the attacks of himself and the two knights and even counterattacking.

“Crazy…!!”

A knight who did not wear leather armor, let alone steel armor, and tried to block Seongil from his attack with armor in order to subdue Seongil against him.

However, his aim was colorless and he cut off the body of the knight with his black plate armor wrapped in internal energy as hot as the fire of the holy day.

“Ouch…!!”

Looking at his body, which had been cut diagonally from the shoulder to the shoulder, the knight put on a shocked expression and died on the spot.

“…!!”

Seeing this, the commander’s expression stiffened and he shouted to the knight staying by his side.

“…Sir Deron!”

“Yes! I’ll take the side…”

“No. I’ll risk my life, so you call for support right away.”

‘…Fuck, aren’t you tired of this pattern?’

The same pattern that I have seen several times already impresses me. Annoyed by the sight, he activates his acceleration magic imprint, and charges at the two at terrifying speed.

“Let’s go!!”

“…Sorry!”

He tried to say he would hold on until the end, but the situation of the unfavorable ally caught his eye.

The enemy’s main force, which was thought to be ahead in numbers, was throwing out bizarre magic with sticks, beings wearing strange masks, throwing allies into panic, and the death squad in the rear, due to the annihilation of the priest who would block Warlock’s magic, destroyed the enemy’s destructive magic. They were hit in succession and were already half-destroyed.

“Surely…!! Revenge…!!”

After making eye contact with the commander for a moment, the knight responds briefly and then quickly turns his back.

“Where…!”

When Seong-il tried to throw himself at him, the commander stopped him with his sword. That moment when he says something and drags the time.

Awesome!!

A rock the size of a human body that flew in from somewhere. The object strikes the commander in the back of the head with bloody speed, knocking him down.

“These bastards… Where are they getting their heads?”

Seong-il used the ‘psychokinesis’ he gained in the world of Pocket Girls not too long ago to throw a rock from a distance. He quickly approaches the fallen commander with a boulder in the back of the head and slit his throat with a knife.

Spark!!

Because he had already fainted, the commander couldn’t even scream and died on the spot. At the same time as beheading him, Seong-il uses the shadow technique on the legs of the knight who turned his back to run away and binds him to the spot.

“This… What is this?!”

The knight panics when strange hands come out of the shadows beneath him and grab his legs. Seong-il, not missing his gap, raises his sword and starts to sharpen it at him.

“Damn it. You bastard!”

“Profit!!”

Seongil’s provocation A knight who raises his sword with an enraged expression at his young horse. Seong-il exerts all his strength from the beginning of the day to spray his strong sword.

“A monster… A monster!!”

Having just seen the buff magic applied to Seongil’s sword slicing the armor made of steel like tofu, the knight tried to use his technique to avoid the impact as much as possible without touching the sword.

Awesome!!

“Chehehe?!”

In the meantime, it was a terrifying shock to hit his own helmet. That moment when he staggered for a moment from the intense shock. Seongil’s dazzling sword begins to swing at him.

“If you saw your colleague hit by a rock and fell down, you should have prepared for it, man. Is your head a helmet girl?”

‘Don’t… Stop it…!’

The knight desperately moves his body once again to let go of Seongil’s ruthless sword. However, due to the direct hit on the temple of the helmet, he is unable to perform the technique and ends up facing Seong-il and the sword head-on.

Jjaeng!!

Then, to my dismay, my own sword shattered.

“Crazy…”

Pooh!!

Not even that was enough, Seong-il’s sword smashed the knight’s weapon and stuck the sword into his chest.

“Cheuk…”

‘Is it coming to an end soon?’

Seong-il succeeded in disrupting the rear by mobilizing all the skills he could use. Rather than go to support the main unit, he approaches the warlocks who are engaged in a firefight with a small number of knights in the rear.

‘Hmm… I came to the rescue fairly quickly, but about two people got hurt.’

Feeling slightly regretful, Seong-il approaches the man who appears to be the leader of the warlocks.

“Are they Velen’s colleagues?”

“…You are!”

“I’m from the lunar sanctuary.”

Since Warlocks also had eyes, of course, Seongil’s formidable inaction was confirmed on the battlefield. As he slays his enemies in an instant and approaches them, the Warlocks feel a momentary sense of relief.

“Thank you…!”

“Let’s say hello later, and let’s go help the main unit.”

“Ah! Of course.”

After saying that, they recite a strange spell to the main unit of the enemy, which is about 2-30m away, and then start throwing bloody-sized spheres of flame.

Quaang!!

‘Oh… It’s a fireball!’

Seong-il watches the magic with very interesting eyes as the classic magic of fantasy unfolds in front of his eyes.