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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟔𝟓: 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 (2)
“You have seen what you should not have seen.”
“Only five?”
Oswald glanced over them and saw that one of them was an expert-level intermediate, while the rest were merely user-level fighters.
“Hahahaha, you have a nice way with words. What are you going to do about it?”
At the command of the masked expert-level intermediate, the other masked fighters charged at Oswald.
Oswald responded by moving his body slightly and dodging their attacks before reaching out his foot and tripping them up one by one.
“. . . . . .”
Realizing that he was facing a formidable opponent, the expert-level intermediate masked fighter drew his sword and charged at Oswald.
The masked fighter swung his sword at Oswald, its blade wreathed in aura. He was certainly more agile than the other fighters.
‘𝘉𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨?’
Oswald decided to get serious and began to move even faster, dodging the masked fighter’s attacks with ease. When the masked fighter thrust his sword at Oswald’s neck, Oswald twisted his body to avoid it and grabbed the masked fighter’s wrist with his outstretched hand.
He then used his free left hand to deliver a powerful chop to the side of the masked fighter’s neck.
Oswald had controlled his strength, so the masked fighter’s neck was not severed, but he still died from the immense pain.
“Ugh. . . . . .”
Oswald had never imagined that he would kill someone with a single blow.
Meanwhile, the other masked fighters were trembling in fear, unable to believe that their leader had been killed with a single chop.
At that moment, more masked fighters arrived, drawn by the commotion. They were the same ones who had been near the slaves earlier.
“H-Hurry up and attack him.”
Oswald swiftly defeated all twenty of them. This time, he had controlled his strength, so none of them were killed, though some were badly injured.
“Do you really think you can survive after provoking Bloodtooth, the left-hand man of the Black Cross?”
“Bloodtooth? Hmm. . . . . . I guess I have no choice but to kill everyone here.”
“What?”
“I despise troublesome matters. . . . . .”
“W-Wait!”
“It’s too late.”
Oswald mercilessly crushed their heads one by one.
Oswald looked around the scene and was about to leave when he noticed the slaves locked in the iron cages.
‘𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘮𝘺 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥.’
He was not wearing a mask, so his face was exposed.
In the end, Oswald broke their iron cages and freed the slaves. He could have let them escape on their own, but he wanted to avoid any potential trouble.
So Oswald took the longcoats of the dead men and put them on the slaves.
“Follow me.”
“Y-Yes. . . . . .”
Perhaps because they had been slaves for so long, they obediently followed Oswald with empty eyes.
He led them to the Central Chronos Cathedral, where they would be safe.
‘𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘝𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘋𝘪𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘜𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺.’
A safe city for the remaining heteroraces on the Titan Continent. Although it was underground, advanced magic had created an environment as similar to the outside as possible.
When they arrived at the cathedral, Oswald asked the priest to take care of the slaves, telling him that he had rescued them from slave traders.
“May the blessings of Chronos be upon you, Sir Oswald.”
“What. . . . . . Anyway, please take good care of them.”
Meanwhile, at the scene of the incident, Sword officers were cleaning up the bodies and investigating the surroundings.
“H-Hey, are these slave traders?”
They could tell that they were slave traders from the broken iron cages and their clothing.
“As you can see, the cause of death is blunt force trauma to the head.”
“From the looks of it, they were either all defeated by a single person or something was used to finish them off after they were knocked out.”
“Yes, that appears to be the case.”
“Hey. . . . . . If they were going to do something like this, they should have just stayed in the sewers. Why come up here and get themselves killed? What a pain.”
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At the same time, on the roof of a building overlooking the scene, a man wearing a crimson longcoat and a red devil mask was looking down at the scene.
He had come looking for the slave traders who had not shown up, and he had stumbled upon this scene. Soon after, a woman with the same outfit but a smaller and more voluptuous figure appeared next to him.
“They’re crazy, to dare to interfere with Bloodtooth’s business.”
“The problem is that they cleaned up the mess so well that we can’t even identify them.”
“Sword hasn’t reported any slave-related incidents, so it’s clear that he’s not some kind of self-righteous vigilante. . . . . .”
“I guess we’ll have to read the Earth’s memory.”
“Let’s wait until the Sword guys leave.”
Time passed, and the Sword officers finished cleaning up the scene and left. The two people dropped down to the scene as if they had been waiting for this moment, landing lightly.
After a moment, the man put one hand on the ground and held something in the other hand.
“Earth Memory.”
As the man uttered the trigger word, the small orb in his hand began to emit light, and soon after, everything that had happened here began to flow out of the orb like a video.
After going back in time for a while, they finally found the culprit.
“Looks like he’s just a self-righteous vigilante.”
“He doesn’t act very righteous, considering what he did.”
After all, he had ignored the iron cages containing the slaves when he had seen them.
“He’s quite skilled. He took out the reinforcements in a single blow.”
“Let’s report this to the higher-ups for now. We’ll need to go to the Information Guild to find this bastard anyway.”
“Yes, let’s do that.”
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“I won’t lose this time.”
The league had entered the semi-finals, and eight teams were facing off.
Among them, ‘Oswald Team’ finally met ‘Omega Team’, and the league began with Gilgamesh’s declaration of war.
Unusually, Miguel was in the top lane instead of Azel, Yuilhan was in the mid lane, and Azel and Leika, a ranged attacker, were in the bottom lane as a supporter. Gilgamesh was currently acting as a jungler. . . . . .
‘𝘐𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦?’
Oswald immediately sent Jason to scout the entire jungle. He then saw Gilgamesh hiding in the bushes, preparing to ambush Royman, and immediately loaded an explosion magic bullet and fired it.
BOOM!
The explosion magic bullet flew in a strange direction and at a strange angle.
Yuilhan looked puzzled, and then an explosion and black smoke rose from the jungle. Only then did Yuilhan realize that Oswald was targeting Gilgamesh, not him, and his pride was wounded. He charged at Oswald without hesitation.
Tang! Clank. Tang! Clank.
Oswald fired two shots at the charging Yuilhan. Of course, the bullets were deflected by Yuilhan’s aura-wreathed sword, but it was enough to stop him for a moment.
Oswald then used Blood Daemon to create a beam saber. A beam saber that emitted a blood-red glow and took the form of a sword.
Its appearance was so similar to Aura Blade that it made Yuilhan hesitate.
Oswald took advantage of this and charged at him. Yuilhan was caught off guard by Oswald’s sudden attack and instinctively stepped back. Oswald saw this and pulled out his revolver, firing repeatedly.
Tang! Tang! Tang!
Kang! Kang! Puk!
Yuilhan deflected the incoming bullets with his aura-wreathed sword and retreated. However, the last shot hit him in the left thigh.
As a result, Yuilhan lost some of his mobility and was forced to slow down. Oswald did not miss this opportunity and charged at Yuilhan.
Yuilhan swung his sword at Oswald, who had suddenly come close to him.
SWOOSH!
Oswald blocked Yuilhan’s sword, which was cutting through the air, with his beam saber.
CLANG!
The two of them began to struggle, sparks flying. The problem was that Oswald’s strength had already surpassed that of the human race itself.
“What kind of strength is this. . . . . .”
Yuilhan couldn’t help but fall backwards, his already injured thigh giving out under the pressure like being crushed by a giant. Even more absurdly, Oswald was still holding the glowing sword in one hand.
He then swung his fist like a hammer with his remaining left hand, and Yuilhan’s head shattered, sending him back to his base in an emergency escape.
Oswald then transformed Blood Daemon into a minigun and began to take out the golems that appeared before him.
The golems were quickly destroyed. Oswald soon reached the first fortress and transformed his magic soldier into a rocket launcher, destroying the first fortress with indiscriminate missile fire and advancing to the second fortress.
At that moment, Oswald was blocked by the jungler Gilgamesh. The second fortress was in danger, so he had given up on the jungle and come out to block Oswald’s path.
He charged at Oswald, his aura flaring, and Oswald used his magic soldier to materialize two Desert Eagles to counter him.
Oswald used the Desert Eagles, large-caliber pistols, to engage in gun kata with Gilgamesh. He also materialized a bayonet and used it to perform bayonet techniques on Gilgamesh.
However, Gilgamesh was also a Grandmaster, so he was able to read Oswald’s attacks.
[𝐆𝐢𝐥𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐀𝐫𝐤𝐚𝐝]
[𝟏𝟖 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝]
[𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐋𝐯.𝟓𝟎+𝟐𝟎]
[𝐀𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐋𝐯.𝟓𝟎+𝟐𝟎]
[𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐋𝐯.𝟓𝟎+𝟐𝟎]
Gilgamesh had used body strengthening to increase his physical level by 20. This allowed him to counter Oswald’s overwhelming physical strength.
‘𝘈𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳!’
Oswald increased his strength even more and began to attack Gilgamesh like a storm. Gilgamesh was amazed by Oswald’s even faster movements and even greater strength, and he was forced to use Aura Blade to counter Oswald.
The Aura Blade instantly cut through the bayonet and the barrels of the Desert Eagles. Half of the long barrels were cut off, but they were not ordinary pistols, so they could still fire.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
Gilgamesh menacingly swung his Aura Blade, trying to cut through the remaining pistols. Oswald had no choice but to form a beam saber in his right hand to counter him.
VWOOOSH! CLANG!
The beam saber was made of ultra-high-pressure, ultra-high-temperature plasma beams. Its strength was comparable to Aura Blade, and its destructive power was also similar to Aura Blade.
‘𝘈𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘚𝘍 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴.’
The beam saber was a product of an ultra-advanced scientific civilization. It had a sister product, the lightsaber, but Oswald was more familiar with the beam saber.
They both worked in the same way, so there was no difference, but the lightsaber felt a bit blunt, while the beam saber felt a bit sharper.
After a while, Oswald transformed the Desert Eagles into pistol railguns. He swung his beam saber, forcing Gilgamesh to retreat, and then fired a railgun round at him.
BANG! CRACKLE! WHOOSH!
A crimson line extended from the railgun muzzle to Gilgamesh’s torso at an incredible speed.
Gilgamesh reacted with incredible speed, using his Aura Blade-wreathed sword to cut the railgun round in half. However, the round had been traveling at such a high speed that it continued to fly even after being cut in half.
THUD! THUD!
Of course, its trajectory was altered when it was cut, so it spread out to the left and right as it flew, piercing Gilgamesh’s shoulders.
“Alright, let’s go!”
BANG! CRACKLE! BANG! CRACKLE! BANG! CRACKLE!
Oswald threatens Gilgamesh by firing a series of shots using a pistol railgun. In the end, Gilgamesh was able to block his attack only after raising the Guarding Aura.