A snake-like flame opened its mouth and shot out. Siwoo waved his palm like he was swatting a mosquito.
Paang-!
The flame disappeared with a bang.
“W-With his bare hands. . .??”
“Hey, is that barehanded! He must have used an item or a skill!”
Arrows flew in succession, and those who had run up nearby swung their weapons.
Siwoo dodged all of those attacks.
Even though it was an attack launched by a dozen men with the intention to kill, all of those attacks missed Siwoo by a hair’s breadth.
“Everyone, get out of the way!!”
[ππ«π«π¨π° πππ’π§]
Dozens of arrows rained down on Siwoo from the air.
A ranged dealer’s skill attack!
Swish, swish, swish!
The rain of arrows that hit the floor turned the spot where Siwoo had been standing into a honeycomb in an instant.
The power of each individual arrow was low, but if dozens of them hit at once, it would be an undeniable force.
“Hahaha! That punk is screwed now.”
“Who?”
“Huh?”
Crack!!
The head of the member of the organization who had used [ππ«π«π¨π° πππ’π§] twisted 90 degrees to the right. He died instantly, without even being able to scream.
“You son of a bitch, how. . .?”
Someone asked in a sing-song voice.
The question was how he had escaped from that baptism of arrows.
Siwoo wondered if it was really something to be curious about in this situation.
These guys must be crazy.
“How what? I just dodged it really fast.”
Siwoo’s fist shot forward.
The back of his hand hit the guy’s jaw with a loud thud.
Smash!!
There was a cracking sound as the opponent’s neck bent backward and his bones broke.
His knees hit the ground and he fell forward.
His head shook uncontrollably.
In an instant, two people had died.
And that was with two light attacks.
“What the hell. . . what kind of punk is that! Is he the Bloodless action team captain?!!”
“The action team captain died earlier. I’ve never heard of anyone like this in Bloodless.”
“Then what? Are you saying that it’s a plot by another organization to stick it to Bloodless and Cerberus?”
The members of the organization talked hurriedly among themselves, unable to attack Siwoo immediately because of his strength.
No matter how strong he was, they had thought that he would be manageable for Gang-ho.
Gang-ho wasn’t called Cerberus’s shield for nothing.
He had been able to cover for most B-ranks.
Crack!
Another member of the organization’s jaw twisted and a strange sound came from his throat.
Everyone’s gaze turned to him.
It was an instant.
He had definitely been quite a distance away.
“Hey, do it properly. This is boring.”
Siwoo frowned, irritated.
He had fought several people in the past few days, but there hadn’t been a single decent one.
He would rather fight a dragon in another world.
“This son of a bitch!!”
Tsusutsu
Jiken, who was said to be second only to Gang-ho, activated his skill.
Long, claw-like things grew out of Jiken’s fist.
They were sharp and pointed like the claws of a movie monster.
He swung it at Siwoo. There was a bang as it hit the wall and the floor, leaving scars.
It was a weapon.
“Let me try it too.”
Siwoo pulled out the dagger that had been at his waist.
It was something he had taken from a C-rank Hunter he had fought before and had sharpened himself.
The gleaming blade clashed with the opponent’s claws.
“Haha! I’ll slice you up with the sword too!!”
Jiken cheered inwardly.
His skill, [ππ’π±-ππ«π¦ππ ππ°π¨π«ππ¬π¦ππ§], boasted a hardness that surpassed that of ordinary steel.
A skill that had been most effective against tattooed gangsters!
Swish- slash- clang
Siwoo’s body and Jiken’s body passed each other.
A creepy sound echoed, foreshadowing the end.
The corners of Jiken’s mouth curled up.
The members of the organization rejoiced at his confident expression.
“As expected!! Jiken-hyung, our organization’s number three!!”
“Hyung-nim! If you kill him this easily, what will we do!”
Jiken chuckled.
A long red line appeared on his face and blood dripped down.
“Hyung, hyung-nim?”
“He must have cut him!”
Despite such concerns.
Half of Jiken’s head fell to the ground with a thud.