Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? - Chapter 158

Episode 158: It won’t go away (8)

The hero, the vessel of anger, and even God’s dogs that are small but annoying enough.

Leviathan was taken aback by the apparent siege. How did this happen? I can’t bear to think like that.

“It wasn’t a breach of contract, was it?”

[How dare you…!]

When a huge chunk of divine power first approached his direction, he thought it was just a coincidence.

However, even though I moved twice, when I followed the exact direction he was in, I realized that it was no coincidence.

I don’t know what they did, but those damn things were able to determine his location in real time.

[On the topic of humans…!]

But I didn’t know that the cause was nothing else but lowly humans that he planned to use and throw away.

This is because no human being has been able to overcome the loopholes in the contract he enforced.

This is true even if the sample size is small due to the small number of beings who took advantage of the contract by forcing it in the first place.

It was the most obvious form as it was simple, but why?

Or rather, how did that person know his location? Even he couldn’t figure out the location of the contract target this delicately, but how?

The same goes for those damn fanatics who kept him alive. Why are they killing them as soon as they find them, this time…!

“I will never let you return alive…!”

“Khaha! Berserk is also there. “We can’t just let our comrades have fun!”

Even if it didn’t reach the level of betrayal that was intended, it was thought that it could at least provide the shock of a colleague’s betrayal, but that seems to have failed.

Leviathan saw from a little distance the dogs of God who had begun to form a more perfect siege, and the vessels of wrath that were slowly approaching me.

This is a crisis.

[Ha, a fool who can’t control even a single thing properly!]

“Victory to my sword.”

“Hahaha!! “This is my first time hunting an archdemon!”

[Do you think I will end up like this?]

“Glory to heaven.”

“Please make Berserk fun!”

Is it a win?

[I only know that I will be defeated by the likes of you!]

Leviathan trembled at the thought that came to his mind.

He could never admit it. We are in danger because of just one human being. I am so outraged that I don’t want to regard it as reality.

“Death to that devil…!”

“Goes!!”

Therefore, Leviathan increased his strength.

I forgot that I couldn’t use my full strength because it wasn’t the king’s domain and there was no water. He also ignored the fact that the hero and the vessel of anger are beings that even the Great Devil would find difficult to deal with alone, and that he was faced with both of them at the same time, not separately.

[I am Moby Dick, the left man of jealousy—!]

Pow!

A sword stained with black magical energy and a muted halberd collided with his silk hem.

At the same time, water like a geyser rose from what was merely land and rose up into the high sky.

The sky whale, swimming in a space where even breath was scarce, above the clouds, cried loudly.

…

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Why are there no enemies on the ground running raids? Why is it that I have to overcome human limitations and perform miracles to catch them every time?

If you say, ‘That’s what raids are like,’ there’s nothing to say, but it’s still too much.

Usually, such raids either give you a platform to get to the attacking position, or the enemy comes down directly.

“I will stop it!”

Instead of just bombing from above like now!

Quang!

I saw a golden curtain blocking Moby Dick’s stream of water. It was a movement of a group of priests led by an Inquisitor.

“Relieve the burden of the warrior!”

“God give us the courage to face evil!”

At first I thought it was taking too much, but now I think it’s pretty good. Even if the plan to surround and kill the demon failed, it would certainly reduce the Inquisitor’s stamina consumption.

“Did it go up? You can’t hit me like that! “Come down!”

Meanwhile, Berserker was indignant, saying such things. Aside from its simplicity, I also agree with it and won’t spoil it.

“As expected, you were the Great Devil… Are you okay?”

“Yes yes. “It’s worth holding on for now.”

“Then that’s a relief. Still, just in case, stay back. “I don’t know what kind of trick that devil might do to you.”

“yes.”

In the case of the Archmage, after taking care of Dev’s safety, he memorized the spell in earnest.

The unusual gathering of magic power is a good way to prepare a shot suitable for a raid. She is the only mage on this expedition, so she may not be at the level of Pa Enoch’s water siege.

bang!

And when the water flow finally stopped. I pushed the bombard to its limit, and the Archmage fired a small bunch of thunderbolts.

“…the distance is too far.”

However, the distance between us and the other person was too far. My attack didn’t even reach the Archmage, but even if it did, he was left with only one mana.

“Plus, it’s too big. “I thought it was out of range, but if it was visible to that extent even though it wasn’t…”

The part that the Archmage pointed out was also a big problem.

At that weight class, the attack would not have worked even if it was within range. It’s not like sticking a toothpick into a person’s body, it’s like sticking a needle into a person’s hand.

“I want to use magic in Berserk too….”

“Ugh. “There is no way to attack with divine power.”

If I do this, should I just suffer like this? I don’t like that.

I was wondering how to hit Moby Dick.

And when the Sky Whale shot another stream of water, it was blocked by a golden curtain. I came up with a trick.

If it had physical power, couldn’t it be used as a stepping stone? So, wouldn’t it be okay to use that as a stepping stone to get to the top where that guy is?

“you.”

“This is a war of attrition… Did you call me?”

I was caught in a moment of conflict as I watched the kimchi dumplings point blankly at me. When I actually wanted to say it, I thought it was too Muddepo’s method.

However, I don’t like being hit so one-sidedly like now.

I tried to distill the hypothesis into language, thinking it wouldn’t be a kaebung anyway.

People who were listening asked if he was crazy because of his facial muscles, but the light in Kimchi Dumpling’s eyes as he listened began to slowly dim.

“It might be possible… it might be possible! “I’ve never created a veil too far away, but I can go with you!”

“You are too dangerous! If you go up, you won’t be able to breathe…!”

“It’s okay. If it continues like this, there’s no point!”

The Inquisitor shouted and looked up at the sky. Moby Dick is silent for a moment as if shooting a stream of water requires a cooldown.

Now was the time to do it. It is difficult to boast that a human’s physical strength is higher than that of an archdemon.

“Just a demon knight. In that case, the devil knight will be hit…”

“It’s none of my business.”

Oh, of course, if you use the divine power shield as a stepping stone, you will continue to take damage every time you come in contact. However, the amount of blood lost from just contact is not that much.

Wouldn’t the oxygen problem I mentioned earlier be more serious than the stamina lost due to divine power? Altitude sickness.

I wonder if I even have to worry about things like this.

“If we do this, the number of people who will go up is….”

“Berserk will definitely go!”

“If that’s the case, then we too…”

“What should you do, Maisie…”

Above all else, won’t I always be on top?

“It’s just you, you, and me.”

No, honestly, that’s true. The problem with this operation is that if the Inquisitor makes even the slightest mistake, he falls to his death. Also, if you take them with you, if they suffer non-combat losses due to altitude sickness, cold, or anything else, that’s a problem. Because it just becomes a lump of luggage.

“That’s too dangerous—!”

“Go and crash him.”

“…!”

Wouldn’t it be better to try to knock the enemy to the ground rather than continuing to fight with such danger?

Whether it’s cutting off its wings or colliding it from top to bottom with overwhelming force, there will be a way to find it. If you fail, you just keep fighting.

“Hahaha! Comrade, you have great hair! If the enemy is on top, just pull them down!”

“There’s no way something like that would be possible…”

“…Is that possible?”

In any case, the priests who knew who we were but did not know the path we had taken began to have a mental breakdown.

On the other hand, Archmage only examined reality and did not discuss impossibility. Dev, who is staying in the back due to unresolved doubts and for safety reasons, also has a ‘there again, there again’ look on his face.

“It would be better for us to remain on the ground, just in case.”

Still, it is we who are fighting, not the priesthood. Finally permission was given.

Well, it’s closer to being pushed out of time, but that’s the way it is. The Inquisitor stuck his mace into the floor.

“I’m still not used to moving the membrane itself. “You’ll have to run!”

“Khaha, it doesn’t matter!”

“If you do it, I’ll go!”

The Inquisitor used his mace as a staff and created a platform in the air. Maybe it was because of his jumping ability, but it wasn’t that high.

“Oh!”

But if you move at this height like a step, how long will it take to reach there? Won’t the sacred power run out before then?

I was misty-eyed about sections that I would have skipped in a normal game. I was skeptical about whether the plan I had come up with was really a good one.

But the moment I stepped on the tent, I canceled that judgment. Our kimchi dumplings were smart dumplings.

Teuong!

The curtain pushed us upwards. Since the membrane itself cannot be moved freely, it moves only a little and lifts us into the air.

“Sigh!”

One after another, just before we fell, a new platform appeared in the air. It was exactly the look I had come up with.

The three of us gradually moved up and up.

Buuuu!

Perhaps because he felt a sense of crisis, Moby Dick let out a long cry, drawing water into his mouth. The word was water, and it was a ball of water that sparkled and sparkled because it contained a stream of demonic energy.

“If this continues, I wonder if we can stop it…!”

“A head-on assault! good night! Berserk can endure!”

It would be difficult to block the force coming from above while also having to take care of the floor membrane. Although Berserker is acting like a fool, it’s honestly impossible for him to withstand that attack with his bare body.

However, if you make a springboard somewhere else and jump around like a turtle, it will be a disaster if the whale changes the direction of the gun.

Normally, games don’t involve such immoral acts, but haven’t they always maintained morals from the beginning?

So I raised my sword. There was no particular reason, but it was easy to image.

“First of all, I have to somehow—.”

“Ignore it.”

“yes?”

“Your job is to create ground to step on.”

I used some magic earlier, but I recovered a bit while Moby Dick was on cooldown.

“What are you trying to do?”

“If you notice, move.”

“Come this way!”

I recalled the feeling of the technique I had used in the Great Forest and stretched out a line of magic in all directions, starting from the tip of the sword. The goal is a dome made of lines.

“Comrade, what are you planning to do with this?”

“Demon Knight, this is….”

Don’t even think about touching it, just lower your height, you old man. I began to slowly circle my magic, thinking that it was fortunate that the Inquisitor was right behind me, dragging Berserker.

The lines began to spin like pinwheels.

Quaaaang!

Also, when the lines started to look like a hemisphere due to acceleration, Moby Dick fired the gun.

My magical power and the whale’s water cannon began to compete. It was like drilling a water cannon with a drill or holding on to it.

“…!”

“Oh oh!”

“This is a demon knight…!”

Kwagwagwagwak!

Rather, the sound this makes is similar to an old-fashioned automatic car wash. Whenever I shot high-pressure water, sprayed soapy water, and swept the sides and top with a brush, I heard this sound.

Wow.

Meanwhile, my arm hurts like an arm.

I gritted my teeth hard, feeling the presence of water droplets crawling inside. Not only was my body getting wet, but the arm holding the sword was so sore that I had no choice but to suppress a moan.

Well, it would be a natural result since your arms are holding up all the pressure that is being applied to your entire body.

“hmm! I can do this too! “I’ll do it next time!”

“I never thought something like this would be possible…”

Still, I have pride in the concept. That’s what happens when you sound weak or break down. It turns out that it is possible to defend in this way.

So I held on and the stream finally stopped.

phut!

Light-filled water droplets scattered among the magic power scattered in all directions as if shattered. The black sculptures and sparkling water droplets displayed against the background of Damcheon in Huibuyeon looked like jewels.

“We did it!”

“Oh, it’s fine down there too!”

The Inquisitor with the flushed face nailed that fact once again. Berserker, blocking the light from reaching his eyes with the shade of his hand, is checking the people waiting below.

According to her, the bottom doesn’t seem to have suffered much damage. Maybe it’s because we replaced all the water streams.

“Keep going.”

If you do, let’s go! This pattern hurts my arms so much that I’m not confident I can change it more than three times!