Chapter 191

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Paaat!

A burst of white light exploded from Jin's palm.

"Damn it!"

"This is insane!"

Chukon and Carl's escorts shouted in frustration. Four people had tried to attack Jin, just before the flash bomb exploded. All of them were martial artists with a level of at least 7-stars. In this confusion, the attackers were so focused on attacking Jin that they had not thought about Syris at all. She calmly approached behind the three men and slit their throats with a dagger.

Jin managed to dodge the other man's sword and killed him by twisted his neck. With a snap, the sound of the broken neck delivered through his hand. Meanwhile, Chukon, Carl, and their followers were raging in anger.

If it had been a properly magic attack spell, Chukon Todlerer wouldn't have suffered any damage. He had a responsive defense spell on his body, a barrier that even an 8-star mage or a martial artist's special move could not easily penetrate it. He had intended to defend against any surprise attacks and then tear his opponents apart.

However, the ancient light magic, even if it was just a magic that emitted a bright light without any direct attack, was different. There was no way to defend against it, except to cover one's eyes beforehand.

"Damn it! Pull out your sword, you son of a bitches! Carl Zipfel, what the hell are you trying to do?!"

"Chukon! What kind of trickery is this?!"

As Jin had anticipated, Chukon and Carl immediately suspected each other. The mages of Kinzelo and Zipfel, who were glaring at each other, casted random attack spells.

Clang!

When Jin tried to stab Bradamante into Chukon's neck while holding the compass, his defense shield was activated.

'Of course, it wouldn't be that easy.'

As he turned to try and strike Carl's neck on the opposite side, the escorts hiding at another table ambushed Jin.

"For Kinzelo!"

Although it wasn't part of his original plan, Jin shouted and fought against the escorts' swords. At the same time, bang!

Syris exploded the smoke bombs. As the hazy smoke filled the room after the flash cannon, the gambling den turned into a chaotic battlefield.

Before the smoke cleared completely, Jin threw a compass to Syris. He swiftly struck the necks of the escorts who witnessed the scene, realizing that his own swordsmanship had reached to a new level.

Each escort had a minimum of seven-star abilities, but such talented people were injured or lost their weapons every time Jin moved. Some even lost their lives in a single strike.

Of course, it was partly because the escorts were flustered, but it wasn't something anyone could do, to take out numerous skilled fighters as if they were falling leaves.

Still, there were too many people. Only 20% of the guests on the second floor of the gambling den were regular customers, and the rest were all minions of Zipfel and Kinzelo.

"Aaaah!"

"Kyaaaah!"

The regular customers were screaming and scrambling to escape.

'Go down.'

Jin gestured, and Syris nodded. Now she had to go down and hand the compass over to Enya, while discreetly escorting her until she safely escaped the gambling den.

Would Jin really be okay by himself?

Syris didn't have any doubts. Jin, who she had seen for the first time since the Colon ruins, was a completely different person now.

'How did he train to become such a monster? I don't even know if I could win against him.'

Syris also shrieked and mingled with the crowd of regular customers, who were screaming and trying to go down to the first floor.

There were people who had seen her kill the three escorts for the first time. However, the key was that they were too busy with the smoke and screams, the mage's chanting, the clash of Jin and the escorts' weapons, and didn't pay attention.

All of this happened in just a few seconds.

'After the chaos is over and it takes at least 10 seconds for them to accurately recognize me as the third force. And the escorts on both sides on the second floor are roughly 30 people.'

Jin had to take care of as many enemies as possible in it.

After the chaos was over, Jin had to deal not only with the 30 escorts, who had not been exposed to the flash cannon, but also with other enemies.

Chukon Todlerer and Carl Zipfel are expected to regain their eyesight to some extent within a minute, and the White Wolf and Zipfel's subordinates on the first floor will also climb up to chase after Jin.

"Grab the goods! Make that your top priority!"

As soon as Chukon shouted, Jin activated Multa's Rune and drew out a new sword, sheathing his old one.

The pale blade glimmered faintly in the haze.

Sigmund, the lightning sword, began to harbor a new aura, and rough blue lighting flickered around it. The gaze of those who were looking for Jin naturally turned to the sword.

What is that?

Everyone had the same thought as they saw the shining lighting tear through the mist. It didn't seem to be a high-level lightning magic, but the lightning energy surrounding the sword was still ominous.

Moreover, the face of the suspect holding the sword was covered by a black helmet.

'I like the fact that I don't have to hide the Plutonian swordsmanship like shadow sword.'

Pzzz!

As Jin dropped Sigmund down, sharp thunderbolts suddenly rained down from the ceiling.

No one in the gambling den would recognize the legendary martial art lost 5000 ago, the Flat Thunder of the Sword of Kings.

Something unfamiliar and powerful means that it is impossible to deal with. In that sense, Jin, who began to wield Sigmondt, could briefly become a god of the second floor of the gambling den.

If he commands you to die, you must die.

Zzzz! Pzzz!

A thunderbolt split the haze, tearing apart the humans within it. The lightning from Plutonian swordsmanship possessed the characteristic of a blade along with lightning, unlike the natural or mage kind.

With each blue flash, someone lost their throat or their body.

People, who had been looking for Jin, had to use all their strength to escape his sight now.

Not just an expression, but Jin truly looked like a god.

In the place where the artifact that had turned the contractor of the gods into prey was located, an unknown and unidentifiable person appeared.

"Sir Karl! You need to retreat for now!"

"Retreat? What nonsense are you spouting! When my eyes recover, I'll tear the Kinzelo bugs to pieces myself!"

"Lightning, lightning is striking!"

"What are you talking about now!"

"Sir Chukon! It doesn't seem to be Zipfel's doing! The intruder is causing the lightning… Ah!"

Carl and Chukon couldn't understand why their escorts had shrunk back. It was because they still couldn't see the thunderbolts.

"Aaahh!

Ah!

The screams of the despair continued. The guards couldn't even approach Jin, and it was difficult to protect their masters.

"You uncivilized human scum, I've never seen any one of you do their job properly…."

The White wolf tribe that was on the first floor came up around that time.

They had been complaining about the human's work, but they couldn't help but shut their mouths when they saw the spectacle of the sword dance.

They only faced the dignity of the Plutonian Swordsmanship.

However, just like the Red tiger tribe in Yuka Yuka Market, the terror engraved in blood was making the White wolf tribesmen's steps hesitant.

"This, this is the energy of that human earlier…!?"

The two White wolf tribesmen, who felt a strange vibe from Jin, were the first to realize.

The monster they thought was an outsider was none other than that guy who smelled like something dangerous.

Still, unlike the red tiger tribe, they were warriors. He held the position of assault team leader in the White wolf army.

Kwaaaang!

The White Wolf tribesmen hit the floor with a giant hammer.

"Get a grip! You bastards, he's just one person! Melto protects Chukon, and I and Duroka subdue that guy!"

"Zipfel, listen up! The alliance has been broken, but now is not the time to argue about that. Attack the intruder as you please!"

As they raised their voices, the confusion began to subside quickly.

Jin was able to realize one thing in that situation.

'Among those gathered here, there is no one who exceeds the level of a White wolf tribe assault team leader.'

There might be more outside, but at least inside it was certain. Then the downstairs should be at a level that Jin's comrades can handle well.

'I wonder if they are doing well downstairs too. Even in the midst of various variables, the rest can survive on their own if Miss Enya escapes safely to the safe zone.'

The first floor was also in chaos. It seemed that a fairly intense fight was continuing, as the whole building was shaking from its aftermath.

Creak!

Jin scattered his thunderbolts to the approaching White wolf tribesmen.

Because of the history of being violated by the predators called Plutonian tribe, the fear is ingrained in their blood, but fear is an emotion that can be suppressed because they are well aware of the opponent's strength.

Unlike human martial artists, the White wolf tribesmen did not succumb to the Plutonian Swordsmanship with a single blow. They were approaching Jin, deflecting the thunderbolts with their hammers.

"Reveal your name, human!"

"Why should I?"

"Your strength is something I'm seeing for the first time, but my instincts are telling me. I want to have an honorable duel and offer your body to Javier's altar!"

Then Jin snickered.

"Wasn't that instinct telling you to run away?"

"What?"

"I don't have much time, so I'm a little busy to play with you."

Even though Jin spoke lightly, the White wolf tribesmen couldn't get as excited as when they faced other humans. They attacked Jin after overcoming their fear, but they hadn't completely overcome it.

It was only the pride and honor of the warriors that made them fight. To the White wolf tribesmen, Jin appeared not as a human, but as a giant predator that they had never seen before.

It was not just an expression, it really looked that way. Because of the energy of the illuminating heart, they couldn't even see Jin clearly.

Thump, thump!

Under the Black mantle, the illuminating heart started to pound faster.

The White wolf assault team leader could easily withstand lightning strikes, but it was better to finish before Chukon and Carl recovered.

To do that, he needed to push himself a bit harder.

"Remember this with honor, wolves. This isn't the technique I planned to use so soon."

Snap!

Sigmund swallowed up the thunderbolts that were spreading in all directions. As the blue energy that had wrapped around the entire second floor gathered into a pale sword, the inside of the room became dark.

One level further.

The fear felt by the white wolves became stronger. It was not just because they had been hit by a new lightning strike, but also because their instincts were starting to slow their footsteps once again.

'Battle God Technique. I'm going to use it for the second time.'

Plutonian Swordsmanship Battle god Technique, 3rd Sword.

Condemnation.

As Jin swung Sigmund, a single large harpoon made of lightning bolts flew towards the white wolves.