45. Each person's position (1)
No matter how different the race may be, a disciple is a disciple.
What teacher would push such a disciple into a dangerous battlefield and then tell him he doesn't know?
Therefore, Blake only said that he would not help, and secretly hid to prepare for Arsia's danger.
It may be naive Arcia, but clever Adrian will try to take advantage of her if he finds out she is behind her.
So I had no choice but to hide the truth by saying and doing things differently.
"Does that look dangerous?"
The initial battle between Celine, Adrian, and Arcia went very smoothly.
No, on the contrary, it can be said that it exceeded expectations, overwhelming the enemy who was thought to be dangerous with a perfect response.
So Blake had to reexamine Adrian's assessment.
Although his fighting sense is good, what he excels at is his ability to plan the game.
-Chollaalalak!
He unexpectedly won the battle, but the opponent was even stronger than he expected.
This is because the number of swords he can control has quadrupled, and injuries have been healed at once.
Just because the number of swords increases, combat power will not increase proportionately.
However, unless it is a trump card, there is no reason to bring it up in this situation.
In other words, the improvement in combat ability is clear.
-Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
And as if to prove the ominous guess was correct, the trend changed at once.
Seunggi was instantly taken over by Celine.
Adrian and Arcia were embarrassed and were only focused on defense.
"The devil hasn't even descended, but a devil worshiper is fighting to that extent?"
That is completely outside the standard.
So much so that even Blake had a hard time.
Blake wondered if he should step forward now.
But I soon quit.
Because Adrian and Arcia's eyes haven't died yet.
They did not give up the fight and tried to find a solution somehow.
"Is it obvious? "They don't know I'm watching, so they think their lives are at stake."
But not everything goes as planned.
"ah… … ."
Blake groaned without even realizing it.
This is because Adrian suffered a serious injury where one of his arms, which was the key to the battle, was torn off.
The pain of injury clouds thinking.
Moreover, if the injury is that serious, you can't help but feel scared even if you recover quickly.
When would Adrian have suffered an injury like that?
"huh?"
However, Adrian's subsequent appearance was completely different from Blake's expectations.
This is because Adrian fought the battle calmly, without a single ounce of agitation or error in his thinking.
He even dodged the enemy's attacks repeatedly while bleeding profusely, and chose to counterattack the opponent who was arrogant and caught off guard.
The status of being able to recover with Revive magic at once was strategically postponed.
Even though his complexion was pale because he had lost a lot of blood, his eyes were extremely clear.
"That guy… … ."
Blake was impressed.
Even Archduke Lucas didn't have that kind of talent.
I was able to realize that while Lucas was a wizard who focused on research rather than combat, Adrian was a wizard who focused on combat.
Until now, I only thought Adrian resembled Lucas, but I couldn't recognize his personality.
No, it would be more accurate to say that I did not try to find the differences between the two in order to recall memories with my friend.
"Shall we watch a little more?"
Blake's eyes lit up as if he had discovered a new gem.
* * *
Things are going crazy.
It's not like it's a cartoon character, but it suddenly powers up.
After regenerating the torn arm with the 8-circle recovery magic Revive, I also used Revive on Arcia, the reliable shield protecting the front.
Although she was a solid piece of metal, she suffered no injuries.
Nevertheless, the reason for using Revive magic was to restore any pain caused by the blow or the wasted stamina and energy.
'Arsia is doing her job well. I just have to fight well.'
Arcia wears glasses like me.
Those were glasses that showed the future 0.1 seconds later that I got at the ruins of Dragon Land.
0.1 second into the future.
It is an ability that is not of much help to ordinary people, but it is an invaluable ability for those of us who continue to fight comma-second units like this.
Thanks to this, Arcia was always making the best defense with the best choices.
Even her enemy, Celine, was amazed at her defense skills.
'400 swords. But that woman can only use four swords at the same time. No matter how quickly you move the Auror Blade, there is bound to be a delay. But the problem is that even that delay is at a speed that makes it difficult for me to react.'
In the end, it couldn't help but feel like I was dealing with 400 fish swords.
Moreover, Celine is in perfect control of those 400 swords.
It wasn't normal concentration.
Honestly, it would be impossible for me to imitate her.
Arcia and I have always been stronger than our peers, but Celine is even more powerful.
The level was different.
I think she would probably be able to compete fiercely with Blake even if her level was one level lower.
'Even though I'm an enemy, I can't help but admire it.'
A storm of giant swords.
Magnificent silver waves.
You shouldn't think like this when your life is going up and down, but it looks really cool.
Celine, who wildly waved both hands as if conducting an orchestra, aroused admiration even though she was an enemy.
"Persistent bastards!"
Avoid the rain of swords that pours down countless times like heavy rain in a typhoon.
Or defend with a grand shield.
As I held out under Arcia's protection and waited for an opportunity, I quickly became covered in blood even without taking a critical hit.
However, because I had suffered so much in a game where my sense of reality was shared, I stared at my enemy with unwavering eyes and looked for an opportunity.
'huh?'
Naturally, the surrounding area was devastated by the battle between the three.
As the magic of the 8th circle, the auror blade, and the sword came pouring in, large and small craters were created around the area as if hundreds of meteorites had fallen, and marks as if they had been clawed by a giant beast were spread out in a chaotic manner.
At that time, Celine must have not noticed the dent in front of her feet and lost her balance and stumbled.
'Heaven's Pillar.'
I did not miss the opportunity and used a light attribute 8-circle magic that was cast immediately at my feet, although its power was greatly inferior to that of magic of the same class.
"Ugh!"
The pure white pillar swallowed Celine, and a low moan rang out.
-Quaang!
The magic was broken in less than a second due to her sword strike, but Celine appeared to have been seriously burned.
-Shush shush!
And as soon as he left the pillar of light, two white swords and two black swords flew at him fiercely.
It was an Arsia fish sword used for defense.
Celine quickly countered the fish sword with a sword.
However, because the reaction was delayed, one of the black adamantium swords was missed.
-thud!
The adamantium sword tore through her side.
"shit!"
Celine urgently stretched out her arms towards somewhere.
Then black smoke flowed in and instantly healed her injuries.
It is a recovery ability that nullifies a long-awaited blow.
He said he was studying black magic, but I'm not sure what his recovery ability is.
'Negro. North direction.'
So, just in case, I flew the black eagle in the direction she had stretched out her hand.
"I'm having a hard time."
As if it was no big deal, she grinned and rained down a torrent of swords again.
The time has come to withstand the enemy's attacks again, such as dodging, striking with the Holy Spear, using the shield, and Arsia blocking with the shield.
I was unable to completely block all the attacks and was quickly covered in blood with cuts and explosions in various places, but I did not allow any fatal blows.
I never lost focus and was able to see some scenes clearly.
'The image of Celine hiding in the storm of swords and wiping the sweat from her forehead.'
"haha."
I was covered in blood and the corners of my mouth were curled up like a madman.
And with a cheerful expression, he asked Celine a question.
"You look pretty tired?"
Her expression distorted in surprise at my question.
[Status: Embarrassed / Displeased]And after examining her emotional state through her information, I found a solution to the frustrating battle.
"okay. No matter how low-level fly magic is, it doesn't make sense to handle 400 swords at once and keep using the fish sword."
What he has shown so far is enough to show off his monstrous abilities.
However, there is no perfect ability in this world.
Celine has monstrous concentration and calculation skills, but... .
"I guess no one has ever stood up to this against you?"
Her fighting style was unsuitable for long-term warfare.
What this means is that in the end, the longer we hold on, the more advantageous we become.
It was a pity for Celine, but long-term battles were very familiar to us as we fought battle after battle in the virtual world every day.
Just like that, Arcia and I gritted our teeth and withstood Celine's attacks.
Although he often receives serious injuries, he can recover with magic as long as his head is not blown off.
Simple pain had no effect on me.
"What do we do? "Our specialty is long-term games."
"shut up!"
As we were not easily defeated, Celine became increasingly anxious.
His eyes wavered, and an expression of disgust appeared on his face.
-Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
"Gap."
And as she attacked whenever there was an opening, the number of injuries she received also increased.
How long did such a battle last?
Through Black Eagle, I even found out how Celine recovered.
"I thought there was no recovery magic for black magic, but is there a way to recover by eating someone else's life?"
"… … ."
Whenever she reached out, the satanist who was engaged in battle with the priests withered away and died.
Since they won't use that power against us, it seems like they need the other person's permission or it doesn't work against the strong.
"It's easy to stop it if you know how."
She is a magic swordsman.
He is a grandmaster level black knight and a 7th circle level warlock.
With the addition of the two abilities, he showed combat ability comparable to that of the Roadmaster, but when considering only magical ability, he was below me.
From then on, I blocked Celine's recovery magic every time she reached out, and I have not allowed her to recover even once since then.
"damn! damn! Shit!"
"How dare you?"
-Quaaang!
Like a snowball, damage was accumulating and accumulating on her.
"Tsk! Oh, no… ."
In the end, Celine was crushed under the feet of Arsia and I and was overpowered.
"Arsia."
"yes."
Arcia, who clearly understood my instructions, cut out Celine's eyes and severed the tendons in her arms and legs.
"Kwaaaak!"
Celine, a devil worshiper who showed tremendous firepower and combat ability.
She is now in a situation where I live or die depending on my decision.
Although I somehow won the battle... .
'He was truly the worst opponent.'
Even if we pretended like nothing was wrong, we were quite exhausted.
This means that Celine's struggles were persistent.
"I-I just want to see my mom again."
As she became unable to do anything, Celine cried like a child, saying, 'Mommy, mommy.'
[Status: Loss of clothing / fear]Where had her grandeur gone just a moment ago? Now she looked like a big girl.
The eyeball was cut and blood flowed with her tears.
But I had no sympathy at all.
"What grave is there without a story? "Don't you think you've killed a lot of people too?"
I held the spear to her throat.
Even if you couldn't see it, you would understand what the situation was like because the blade imbued with divine power was touching your neck and burning your skin.
Celine choked back tears and begged for her life.
It was a sight that was rarely seen on the battlefield.
"If you have valuable information that I don't know about, it could save my life for a while."
"Well, what do you want to know? "I'll tell you everything!"
It seemed like she would say anything to survive.
Nodding with satisfaction, I shared the view with Black Eagle and confirmed that the battle between the saint and the saint was not over yet.
I shouted out into the empty air.
"Mr. Blake!"
While flying the Black Eagle earlier, I discovered a secretly hidden being.
Blake and no one else.
It seems like he was worried about his student while pretending not to be.
Blake came to me with a blank expression on my face.
Did you hear what I swore at?
"There is something I want to find out about this woman. "Can you please help me?"
I smiled awkwardly and asked.
Considering his personality, it would not be surprising if he refused, but surprisingly, Blake accepted the request obediently.
"How can I help you?"
I was quite surprised because I thought it would take some time to persuade him.
I spoke quickly before he changed his mind.
"Please keep me alive and protect me so I don't die."
"You mean to take them to Dragon Land without the priests knowing?"
"yes."
"I understand."
What wind was blowing?
So I looked at his condition, and this is what Mangyeong wrote.
[Relationship: Recognition / Alliance] [Status: Admiration / Interest]I guess I really liked this battle.
I'm so glad.
"Tsk cha."
Blake carried the bloody Celine on his shoulder like a piece of luggage and soon disappeared from sight.
There is something I really want to ask her.
'Why attack the Hollywood system.'
'How we discovered where the Hollywood system management terminal was hidden.'
'Is there another ally behind them?'
etc.
This is a question that cannot be revealed to the Holy Land as it is related to the history of Archduke Lucas.
So I had to find out secretly.
It would be a pain if someone had faith and said, 'If you want to kill them, kill them,' but fortunately for Celine, gathering information didn't seem difficult.
I sighed and moved with Arcia to help the saint's group.