He is one of the three-gwi-ja and the 57th-ranked high-ranker
A long time ago, a strong man who rocked the tower.
Iâm going to bow down.
Then, he became a half-death man and stood in front of YuWon.
âNothing is known about Susanoâs dungeon. Of course, thereâs no way any of us are from the third-guy ranker.â
Susanooâs dungeon was in a way an adventure.
an information-poor dungeon
There was only information about the timing of the attack or the successful Rankerâs attack, and almost none of the information inside it.
âBut it is.âŠ.â
YuWon looked at Susano in front of him.
I never thought youâd really make yourself the boss of the dungeon.â
As the souls spread out on the 100th floor were absorbed, Susanoâs face became clearer and clearer.
Now, about half of the face was flesh, and half of the original face was showing itself.
âWhatâs wrong with him? Heâs frozen. Iâve been looking forward to it quite a bit.â
The corners of his mouth wriggling lips.
Maybe heâs smiling. Itâs just that I canât see his face properly because his face is only half.
âHonestly, I didnât expect it to come this far.â
Susanooâs shoulders are shaking.
The fingertips of the sword trembled, and the pitch of the voice changed every minute.
âSo you should do better. Donât let me down.â
I can tell just by a few words.
Why this guy left a dungeon in his death.
Antiquities and heritage?
His affection for the Three Gwi-ja may be strong, but he didnât seem to be a great man to worry about until after his death.
Did he want to leave a trail of his life?
No.
Susano was not the kind of person to hang himself in such a falsehood.
Thereâs only one reason why he made the dungeon.
It was just that I wanted to fight more in this way.
âThe dungeon was built and protected by the system to capture death. Thatâs clever.â
The only way to catch death is to become an undead man.
However, if it is undead, it is bound to be ruled by Necromancer, and there is no known way to become undead on its own.
Some of the Demons were said to have become rich, but they are just another spectre that has eaten the flesh.
To date, it was known that it was impossible to make oneself a perfect undead.
But as expectedâŠâŠ.â
âItâs unstable.â
Whoo-hoo!
YuWonâs eyes burned red.
[Hwa An understands the essence]
It was clearly visible.
Unstable shaky soul.
I could tell by the fact that he had only half a face. Itâs different from the original plan.
âEven under the protection of the system, an undead without its owner cannot last forever.â
The undead could be maintained only if they had a master to supply Mana and restrain the soul.
But all the undead in the dungeon, of course, were unclaimed.
It was just barely maintained by the power and system protection of Susanoâs skills.
âAn unstable soul embedded in a rotten body that has been dead for a long time. Thatâs what you are.â
The skeleton, which had been adding a little bit of flesh, stopped recovering at some point.
Thatâs it.
The Anbae that Susano prepared.
After all, he is just the boss of the dungeon, not the 57th-ranked Susano.
ââŠthe more I see it, the more amazing it is.â
I heard a voice in my ear.
Just before, Susanoo, who was talking in front of him, appeared next to him one step.
âIâm sure he just crossed the 20th floor, and how he got here. How did you know about a necromancer who doesnât have ten people in the towerâŠâŠ.â
A calm voice.
He certainly didnât seem to have any intention of going back to the side in an instant and making a surprise attack.
Rather, I looked at YuWon as if I were observing him closer.
âWhat the hell are you? Are you actually a ranker? A giant on a half-sized Huayan Geumjeong, an unknown fire. Itâs very unique.â
YuWonâs head turned sideways.
When his eyes met, the corners of his mouth rose.
âYou didnât respond? Or you didnât?â
âYou talk more than you look.â
a vague answer
But that answer was enough.
âI knew it all, this is it.â
Maybe it was enough to respond.
YuWon was already using huan to see Susanooâs feet, and using the sensory zone to bring up his senses to its maximum.
âI donât know what it is, but maybe youâll find out when you fight.â
The tip of Susanooâs sword begins to move.
Expectations for the fight, which had been suppressed by curiosity, seemed to have sunk in.
then
âNot a ranker.â
YuWonâs mouth opened.
âNow.â
âNow?â
It was still a vague answer.
But it was like the first clue to Susanoâs curiosity.
What kind of YuWon is.
From what world, pure blood, who it is.
How could you be so strong?
âSo you used to be a ranker?â
It was a ridiculous guess.
Players who climb to the top of the tower once must be ranked. That doesnât change even if you come down the tower again.
A player who used to be a ranker.
That is, impossible without reversing time.
âYou must be very curious.â
YuWonâs mouth corners went up.
The expression on his face turned cold.
YuWonâs expression felt like he was laughing at himself.
âHow dare youâŠâ
âIâll bet you one condition before we fight.â
Susanoo, who held a sword as if he would raise his life, looked curious.
What do you mean.
âLetâs answer whatever the loser asks.â
âAnything?â
âYeah, whatever.â
Susanoo grinned.
The look of displeasure just now was nowhere to be found.
âYou donât have to do it if youâre not confident.â
âYouâre not confident.â
Susanoo nodded his head.
âIâll take it.â
[âSusanoâs Betâ will be established][If you win, youâll get an answer to one question]
The answer must be true.
The system rang.
The bet against Susanoo, recognized as the boss of the dungeon rather than the player, was considered a part of the test.
Anyway, this eliminates the lie of the answer that will come out of Susanoâs mouth.
Itâs a shame thereâs only one.â
I wanted to know more about the Samgwija if possible.
Thatâs right.
YuWon took a step back.
The distance was too close. Unless he knew all of Susanoâs abilities, he needed to fight at some distance.
Susano didnât follow YuWon like that.
He felt the same way.
âThatâs a relief.â
Hehehe.
Hahahaha, hahahaha!
Tens of thousands of ghosts burst into laughter at the same time.
The blood of Susanoo, the flesh of his soul, was gathering at his sword this time.
âA man like you is invited by me.â
Goosebumps.
I feel numb, and I feel a cold chill.
The feeling was not overwhelming.
Considering that he is the 57th-ranked high-ranker, he is so shabby.
but
âThis is a real life is real.â
Itâs the murder of tens of millions of rankers, hundreds of thousands of players, and millions of people.
It is a karma engraved in the soul that never disappears even if it has died and lost all its strength.
It remained intact just like it had ever been, showing off its presence to its fullest extent.
Go away, go away.
There was an illusion that the tension was tight and the skin was peeling off by itself.
YuWon focused on the movement of Susanoo.
And finally.
Scott-.
Susanooâs sword was pulled out.
* * *
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh, my god!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Every time a sword hit, the screams of the dead grew louder.
The hand gestures seemed relaxed and slow at first sight, but the tip of the knife was fast enough to be hard to follow with the eyes.
Kagagak-.
Two swords grazed by.
YuWon sharpened his raised sense.
Then, the sword, lined with dead people, is swung again.
Fababababak-.
Whoosh!
Sword swung ten times in an instant.
YuWon took a step back and took the sword. I felt like the strength or energy in the sword would give me two bodies at any moment.
âYouâre good at blocking.â
Jeng, Jju-jju-jju-jju-jju.
YuWon quickly sweated on his forehead.
Concentration rose to its peak.
It was a sword that was so fast that one had to split the moment into a hundred pieces and concentrate all oneâs nerves on the edge of the sword.
Iâm sure itâs a body thatâs been rotten for a long time.
Is it called âSusanoâ?â
a ghostly knife
Odin deserves such compliments.
Itâs obvious heâs a terrible killer, but itâs clear heâs a sword genius.
(sighs)
YuWonâs body floated up.
Thanks to the use of peace and sensory zones, they responded to the speed, but they were lagging behind in strength.
Stuffing.
My right arm swells up.
The power of the giant is in his arms.]
Again full of power, wielding the sword as hard as it can.
Bite!
A rather loud sound beats the ear for a sword-to-sword collision.
Thanks to the use of giant paintings, I was able to stay strong.
but
âThatâs not enough.â
Sneak-.
One palm of Susano covered YuWonâs eyes.
The palm full of the spirits of the dead. The moment it covered the view.
Whoosh.
YuWonâs head moved aside.
Like this.
Missed Susanooâs hand touched YuWonâs shoulder. Then, I felt strong grip and felt hot on my shoulder.
Ttsutsutsu-.
The morale of the dead instantly corroded YuWonâs shoulders.
I tried to protect my shoulder by pulling Mana up, but it didnât have much effect. However, there was no way to resist the power of Susanoo.
âI got you.â
Looking at YuWon, who was dodging the sword like a loach, Susanoo grinned.
But thatâs what I wanted.
Like this.
Instead of avoiding or shrugging off YuWon, he also grabbed Susanoâs shoulder.
At the same time.
Fluttering.
The purple fire spread out on Susanooâs shoulders.
The expression of Susanoo crumpled in the hot feeling.
âHere we go again.â
Chigijiji-ji-ji-ji.
a fire that slowly spreads on oneâs shoulders
YuWonâs Mana was a torch, a fire that would never go out unless it was done. Susano chose to let go of his hands rather than confront the feeling of reluctance that he had never experienced before.
Pot-.
In an instant, the distance became distant.
YuWon touched his shoulder. The black-corroded shoulder was numb, and it was not strong enough.
Surely the power that Susano handles is fatal.
But it was the same for him.
Fluttering.
Far from extinguishing, a bigger fire.
ââŠâŠThis is dangerous, too.â
The kind of sensation Iâve never felt before.
Susanoo frowned as he tried to extinguish YuWonâs fire.
Somehow the fire wonât go out.
But also.
âIt doesnât burn any more.â
The fire on Susanooâs body remained the same without further burning.
Youâre not afraid of fire.â
The torch was a fire that grew after eating the fear of the other person.
Instinctively repulsed and feared, the self-growing torch was YuWonâs most powerful skill.
But Susano wasnât very afraid of such a torch.
Rather than the nature of the torch itself, YuWonâs ability to deal with it was still lacking.
âPower, speed, mana, all specs fall behind. The torch barely worksâŠâŠ.â
It was not a long battle, but it was clear that it was a gap that could not be narrowed easily.
YuWon looked down at the quine in his right hand holding the sword.
I hope it works out the way I thought it would.â
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