Survive the labyrinth with EX-grade traits

[Gornot uses ‘Reverse Apple’]

[The body’s condition reverts to one hour ago.]

As soon as Gornot took a bite of the apple he took out of his black bundle, his broken arm and shattered leg grew back in the blink of an eye.

[Gornot casts ‘Banishment Orb’]

[Three random people within a 500m radius will be petrified and invulnerable for 30 minutes.]

“No! Not that!”

“Captain!!!”

“Uwa, kyaa!”

As soon as the bell rang from the black orb he took out next, an executive, Martin, and Marianne became petrified.

“Petrification is one thing, but invulnerability…”

If they were invulnerable, it was as if they had left the battlefield for 30 minutes.

But that wasn’t all.

[Gornot casts ‘Golden Crown’]

[Gornot’s HP and MP, and stamina are greatly increased. All personnel led by the crown are charmed and dominated.]

[Chaos’ Eye nullifies charm.]

[Chaos’ Eye nullifies domination.]

As soon as Gornot put on the golden crown, it shone with a golden light, and a message appeared saying that he had resisted charm and domination.

In other words, everyone who was exposed to the light, except for me thanks to Chaos’ Eye, was charmed and dominated.

Damn. Not only were two of them left on our side, but charm and domination?

As expected, the last remaining executive knelt and looked up at Gornot in admiration.

“Ahh. Gornot, my body and mind are yours. I am charmed and dominated. Please grant me your grace.”

“Kuk. I have to resist… just this lousy…”

Dietrich, whose body was trembling all over, seemed to have succeeded in resisting, but.

Thud.

It was impossible for Dietrich, whose body was not in good condition, to resist. He fell unconscious.

So, there was only one person left.

“As expected, this monster is tricky. Hehehe, everyone’s disabled. I’ll kill them all after I get the reward.”

It was thanks to the Blood-Pill, whose negative emotions were transformed into anger and fighting spirit by the Wolf’s Time, and the ‘Beast of the Iron Mountains’ trait, which greatly reduced luck but increased physical stats and MP.

As expected, thanks to those two, Demern was able to resist the status effects to some extent and moved freely.

“He’s mine. There can only be one winner! Only Demern Kalhof!”

However, despite successfully resisting charm and domination, the mental damage he took was not insignificant.

‘This bastard. He’s gone too far.’

Demern, whose anger was rising in gradient, approached Gornot, who was suffering from the penalty of the golden crown, while shouting that he was the last winner.

“Reward! Take your reward and die gracefully!!!”

Kaaang!

“It won’t be that easy.”

“Kuk!”

As Demern wrapped his nails in red mana and tried to slit Gornot’s throat, I swung my sword to stop him.

“What the hell are you? How are you so fine?”

Even as he asked, his anger rose in gradient, and his tone became fierce.

“So… not only did you block the ambush, but you also showed off with electric magic and now a magic scroll. You’re really getting in the way!”

“This bastard ignored me when I told him to get out of the way. Show off? Getting in the way? Why, do you think I can’t do anything alone?”

Grrrr.

Demern stepped back, gritting his teeth as the other man deliberately shrugged and taunted him.

Starting with his nails, a red mana like blood surged through his whole body.

“Krrr. Good. I’ll do my best to trample you!!! I hope you don’t break too soon!!!”

Pat!

Demern, filled with killing intent, lowered his body and charged towards me like a beast.

‘I see everything.’

Five streams of red light appeared before my eyes, aiming for my nose, mouth, and heart.

Precisely, his nails stopped two steps away, and I swung my sword strongly.

Chwaak!!!

“Kyaaack!!!”

As soon as the timing was right, Demern’s body, which had rushed in, was deeply cut by my sword, and blood splattered everywhere.

“Huff, Huff. Haaa.”

Smoke came out of the wound from the sword, and Demern’s body began to regenerate with a bubbling sound.

‘It was a good strike and there an additional damage of light attribute.’

Hut. Psh. Pshik.

“Why, why is regeneration slowing down?”

Demern, seeing that his regeneration was greatly reduced due to the opposite attribute, was surprised and touched his chest.

“I’ll give you back your last words.”

I aimed the tip of my sword at him.

“Don’t break too soon.”

“You bastard, you’re not even blooded yet!”

Kwaang!

With his anger boiling, his face turned red like a tomato, and he jumped high, breaking the ground.

“Whoo.”

For several weeks, I walked towards the Swordsman’s Guild without fail.

During that long time, I didn’t just attend Sena’s one-hour lecture and physical training.

‘This isn’t a sparring match. It’s a one-on-one real fight with a strong opponent I’ve been waiting for.’

Left foot forward. Sword diagonally to the right.

Sword tip down. I took a stance.

Ten streams of light in the form of a cross appeared before my eyes.

What I was aiming for was the intersection of the cross.

“Eat this!!!”

Although I could have stepped back, avoided, and counterattacked, I silently swung my sword at the right timing.

…Now!

Kaaang!!!

As soon as the long nails, which had turned into iron, intersected at one point, I strongly slashed upwards from below.

“What–”

In an instant, a massive shock from below pushed Demern’s arm and body back, and his stance was broken in the air.

I swung my sword at his head, which was above.

Downward slash.

“Hup!”

I swung my sword with all my might, straight from the top of his head to his crotch, cutting through the center of his body.

-Swish—!

“Haa!”

As the attack was completed, I could see the depth of his wound from the blood splattering.

Demern, who was knocked back and sprawled on the ground, clutched his face and chest and groaned.

Paang!

I unleashed my mana, instantly closing the distance between us.

Demern gathered the mana that flowed from his entire body into one hand.

Then, a giant claw made of mana was created.

On the surface, it looked like An attack that one should avoid at all costs, but…

The hand, which was swung by a technique that seemed hastily cast, lacked the conviction and certainty of striking me down.

Instead, it was filled with impatience and anxiety, which filled his dilated pupils.

‘His movements are awkward. The form is constantly fluctuating, so it must be a technique hastily cast with low completion.’

I thought I’d try something different and stared intently at the claw.

A thin line appeared.

A single slash of my sword would sever the mana.

He had lost his composure and self-assurance, so I was able to seize the opportunity and wait for the right moment to strike.

“Hyaaaah!!!”

I shouted and swung my sword horizontally.

From the right, diagonally downward.

Everything around us seemed to slow down, and my flawless middle slash cut through his technique.

Pwaaak!!!

The giant claw, which had lost its mana supply, splattered my body with its dirty blood and fell.

“?!?”

Demern, surprised that his technique had been repeatedly countered, widened his eyes as if they would pop out.

“Why?! Why?! Why doesn’t anything work?! Kyaaaack!!!”

Demern, who had lost his composure, cast his last technique.

[Demern casts ‘Rapid Scratch’]

The dazzling four scratches of Rapid Shot or Rapid Scratch were…

[Sword Flash]

Kwaaak!!!

Before my master’s sword, such petty tricks were useless.

I countered his successive accelerations and shattered his hopes.

“Ah, ah.”

Demern, whose last attack had failed, threw away his pride and dignity and repeatedly begged on his knees.

“Please, please spare me. I’ve already lost my clan members and the foundation to rebuild. All I have left is this pathetic body.”

No matter what he said, I quietly approached him and raised my sword.

I held my sword behind my back, bending my hind legs and straightening my front legs.

Anger stance.

Sena, the guildmaster of the Swordsman’s Guild, said that the downward slash from this stance, a diagonal slash, was very powerful.

Demern proposed with his hands clasped.

“If you spare me, I won’t seek revenge. I’ll just live like a dead man. Now, only the two of us can move, right? Golden Goblin, the reward you’ll give, the expensive items the dead bodies have, take it all! It’s a great opportunity!”

I narrowed my eyes and whispered softly.

“Wake up and die gracefully, you bastard.”

“No, no, no! Think again! What if the others wake up and we have to share the reward—”

-Swish.

If it weren’t for the numbers, it would have ended quickly, but it dragged on.

[Chaos says it’s not over yet.]

“Huh? What, it’s not over yet?”

[Chaos cheers you on to keep going.]

With Chaos’ cute encouragement, I took a step towards Gornot.

“Kiki, kiki.”

Gornot, who had been knocked down by the Golden Crown, looked at me pathetically.

‘Fuck. Not a puppy or a kitten, but why is this goblin bastard looking at me like that? Disgusting.’

A large, hooked nose and a hideous face.

Seeing a goblin with such a face, acting like the Cat in Boots, made me want to throw up and filled me with murderous intent.

‘Thunderbolt.’

Kwaang!

Once wasn’t enough.

‘Thunderbolt.’

Kwaaang!

“Kyaaaack!!!”

Every time I took a step closer to him, I unleashed a thunderbolt.

This wasn’t an attack or anything; it was just a way to vent my frustration.

A mixture of frustration from being dragged into this mess and the fact that I had to kill someone today.

As my murderous intent reached its peak, I quietly drew my sword.

[Gornot casts ‘Dimensional Leap’]

As soon as the system message appeared, Gornot, who had been lying on the ground, jumped up and stood up.

“Kiki.”

It seemed like a strategy to induce my carelessness as he laughed at me and opened a golden portal with a wave of his hand.

To the end, this bastard and that bastard were both troublesome.

‘Release killing intent!’

As Gornot was about to throw himself into the portal, I released the killing intent I had prepared in advance.

Kaaaaaaaah───!

The red wave of killing intent instantly covered him.

“Kyaaack!!!

I hummed to the background of his pleas for mercy and swung my sword.

The crown that fell from his severed neck rolled and stopped at my feet.

“Huh? Is it already 30 minutes?”

“Captain! No, Clan Leader…”

“Huh! Ahren!”

As Gornot died, the petrification and invulnerability were lifted.

Thud. Thud.

“I worship. I worship? Su… ba… ba…?”

The charm and domination status effects on the enemy executive, who had been constantly hitting his head on the ground, were also lifted.

Where the hell is Mick, and what is he doing that he’s nowhere to be seen?

Whatever. Maybe he ran away and died.

‘It’s over.’

Now, all that was left was to kill the two remaining executives and loot the dead clan members’ equipment and belongings.

The crown, the loot. And the bundle.

Finally, the gray light shimmering on Gornot’s chest and the golden sphere floating above it.

Well, it’s time for a luxurious reward.