Episode 69
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Throttle – yaw, pitch.
“Yeah. Roll, roll. Hey, newbie, roll with the left handle! You almost hit me.”
A shrill voice shouted loudly. The drone narrowly missed the tree.
“Ah, ah, kid! Do you know how much that thing costs! Are you going to ask for it when it breaks, you little punk?”
“Um, sorry, sorry.”
“My life is fucking legendary, teaching drone piloting at this hour to a newbie like you, f*cking.”
“Then why did you call out someone who was sleeping at the crack of dawn?”
“It’s broadcast tomorrow, so what are you going to do, you punk! You said you’d be paid a lot of money. If that cameraman bastard hadn’t disappeared, I wouldn’t have used something like you.”
The YouTuber Dokgak sighed in frustration.
That cameraman, I should have known from the moment he started whining that he was scary… … .
‘I never thought you’d dive in just one day.’
Dungeon live broadcast scheduled for tomorrow.
It was a big event, and they had been announcing it weeks in advance. A punk was absolutely not allowed.
This will be especially devastating for YouTubers who are just starting out as mid-level businesses and are on their way to becoming major corporations. It’s scary to even imagine how many subscribers they’ll lose.
But that doesn’t mean you can just find a cameraman who will go into the dungeon.
That was why he was teaching his friend how to fly a drone as if he was teaching him the alphabet on the empty street of Pangyo in the early morning.
“He’s more expensive than you, so handle him gently, you brat.”
“I got it. X, you really are nagging me.”
……uh?
“Wow, this kid is a real person. As soon as he finishes talking, hold the stick straight, fucking shit!”
“Hey, hey, each one… … .”
Dokkaebi, who had been hurriedly holding onto the drone controller, looked back at his friend in annoyance.
“why!”
A finger pointing in a direction without saying a word, with a blank expression on its face.
What’s going on? Dokgak looked back indifferently, but soon his expression became the same as his friend’s.
“……oh my god.”
Before I could even come to my senses, ‘channel notifications’ followed immediately.
People in nearby buildings must have seen it too, as screams rang out one after another.
The sleeping city suddenly wakes up. Dokgak and his friend stare blankly at the distant sky.
A dark blue vortex that engulfed the building.
Purple and dark sulfur clouds swirling around.
My friend muttered.
“F*ck… … I think we’re X.”
“however……”
There was a moment when Dokgak also agreed with those words.
Woof woof woof-!
A black shadow rising from underground to above ground, from the floor to the sky.
It was a shadow he ‘knew’.
Dokgak snatched the drone controller from his friend’s hands and continued to say what he had been unable to say.
“no.”
It was reversed.
“… … We, fucking XX, hit the jackpot.”
The corners of the smiling monocle’s mouth twitched. There was shock, excitement, trembling, and the skull stood on end.
The drone makes a sharp turn. Whoosh! It flies quickly towards the battlefield where the Korean ‘King’ appears.
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What does ‘wizard’ mean on the battlefield?
It is literally impossible to calculate.
They are truly a race that becomes stronger as their numbers increase.
There was even a saying that magicians were ultimately the ultimate weapons for siege warfare and multi-battles.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that the mere presence of a single outstanding wizard could change the course of the battlefield.
If that is the case, then the pinnacle of all wizards. Leaving aside the individuality and diversity of each wizard, if there is a wizard who sits on the throne without objection by any standard in the world… … how powerful would that wizard be?
The answer was now being revealed by the Magic King.
‘orchestra…….’
Baek Do-hyeon thought.
It’s like an orchestra.
It hits hard and flashily.
The shockwave from the gate opening caused the building to collapse in the middle like the Leaning Tower of Pisa.
In the broken sky, the other world was extending its blood vessels and constantly spitting out monsters and demons.
Transformation into a demonic world.
A hell that has come true in this world, as its name suggests.
‘Terraforming’, which optimizes the battle environment to their liking, is the ultimate form of field that increases the power of otherworldly demons dozens of times.
If you get it wrong, there are many cases where the desert turns into the sea and the sea turns into the desert. There are more than one or two cities that have been devoured like that.
Among them, the ‘demon world’ is by far the worst and most evil case…
It was different here today.
The arrived Asura was being overwhelmed by a single human being.
There was no penalty from the enemy.
Kieeeeee-!
The rushing mines were torn apart before they could even touch the ground, and the black dragon, summoned by its master’s call, flew freely and devoured the monsters.
PvP, multiplayer battles. Any type.
Shaaaaak-!
A giant scythe cut through the air.
Death appears from a completely different direction and swings around again before the afterimage has even faded.
‘Teleportation, overlap.’
Thunder roars from the sky. The thunder pours down in volleys, blocking the demons that are bursting out of the cracks.
‘Simultaneous multiple-screening.’
Kwak-kak! The scythe that cut off the head is stuck in the wall along with the demon’s corpse.
A hand that rains in an instant.
The moment I thought I was going to give my back to the enemy, a huge shield was already created.
A treasure trove of myths and civilizations engraved like a masterpiece disappears, and at that very moment, a thorn emerges like an awl to pierce the enemy! A deadly attack magic.
From the unique skills of the Holy Order that bring back the history of mankind to the highest level skills of the battle wizard.
‘Magic power… … .’
Even he, who was not a magic specialist, felt it. The magic of the world. They were sacrificing their own bodies and shaking. Under someone’s command.
Baek Do-hyun couldn’t even blink.
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… … Forty minutes? An hour?
Una Sam checked the watch on his wrist. It wasn’t all there.
Ten minutes. That was about the time it took. Unless the Swiss-made masterpiece he had received from the head was worthless and broken.
Una-sam muttered under his breath.
“monster…….”
This is the second time today that I’ve seen it in ‘real life’.
The first is in the tower’s monitor room.
Even at that time, I thought he was a powerhouse beyond my reach, but today, he was on a whole other level.
On the rooftop a little way from the gate.
The dawn wind blows coldly. The hems of black suits flutter. Among them, there is only one person who is not wearing a suit.
Thud, thud.
Twilight sat on the railing.
“No, now, Una-sam.”
Dark dawn.
The sky in one place was dyed like ‘dawn’. The twilight looked at the color that was gradually becoming blurry.
Boy, it was just like his childhood face.
Twilight laughed.
Not a monster… … but a ‘king’.
“That’s called ‘King.’”
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Chomp!
Blood flows in a parabolic curve.
Geo squinted his eyes as he slightly turned his head to avoid the sound. At that moment, a notification sound rang in his ears.
[You have multiple bookmarks open. Too many processes running.]
[Lack of proficiency.]
[Please close unnecessary tasks.]
[Your Covenant, ‘Reader of Fate’, laughs, saying that your skill proficiency cannot keep up with your temper.]
‘… … It’s noisy.’
[The Holy One, the ‘Reader of Fortune’, wonders if he is done venting his anger.]
It is true that the brakes were applied just in time.
My blurred vision finally found its place.
Geo clicked his tongue and closed library bookmarks 2 and 4. A soft voice resonated.
“Nidhogg.”
Kookookookook!
The black dragon descended to the ground with a heavy sound. Its huge tail whipped around the room.
All sorts of things, including blood, corpses, and black sap, are swept away.
A space where silence has descended.
The crack, which had exhausted its primary power, entered a temporary lull.
Normally, the gate closing procedure would be carried out in this situation, but in a situation like the present where there is no separate closing device, the only way is to force it shut recklessly.
Thump, thump. The sound of footsteps did not fit the atmosphere.
The soles of black sneakers cross a puddle of blood.
Stop, Geo said.
“Leave a will.”
All living things die, and the only thing that remains is.
In one corner, in front of a dragon whose shape was now unrecognizable.
It has neither the characteristic butterfly wings nor the mother-of-pearl scales that were visible at all. It is something resembling a dragon, barely hanging on to life.
Amphitrich opened his eyes.
[… … .]
He whispered with a faint breath.
[… … Please.]
“… … .”
[… … Please listen to my last request.]
Geo looked down from under his hood, shadows obscuring his expression.
“Is that really what you want?”
Amphitrich laughed. That’s what it felt like.
Jianjiao lifted his foot and stamped it on the floor.
There was no longer any need to worry about this fairy dragon getting hurt or dying.
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