The Crazy Villain Regains His Sanity - Chapter 28

Episode 28

The Eradicator That damn Eradicator.

A name that appears once because of Oh Jong-yeop lasts a long time.

I’ll have to charge him more later.

Anyway, whatever answer I gave, that Berserker was already convinced.

“It may or may not be me.”

“Are you telling me to believe whatever I want?”

“Wasn’t it like that before?”

“······.”

Berserker, who was staring at me with his mouth closed, asked a question.

“Which is stronger, the Eradicator or the Head Breaker?”

Is it words or shit?

The guy doesn’t seem to have any intention of giving up.

“You should think about it after your head breaks.”

“I still remember. “The moment you erased the Big Ten.”

Berserker’s eyes flashed.

“There was only the murderous intention to annihilate the enemy. “Innocence towards death, I caught a glimpse of a star moment there.”

Isn’t the moment of stars like a hallucination that only crazy people can see?

I’m not crazy because I can’t see it.

“Send me a picture if you see me later.”

I guess I can use my smartphone in the afterlife.

Berserker was originally called the seeker of the sword, and he showed unique behavior even during his time as a hunter.

Opinions are still divided as to why he became a villain.

There is a theory that he did it to perfect his sword, and there is also a theory that he went crazy from excessive training and that he could only turn about 90 degrees instead of 180 degrees. Some say that the practice of opening gifts has been twisted in a different direction.

The last statement is a lie. I know what gift I had as I personally killed Berserker in my last life.

Either way, Berserker spoke about what he defined as a ‘star moment’.

“The star moment is the moment I become omnipotent. Everything I have seen makes me complete. The pieces come together to complete the ultimate I pursue. “My will reaches and becomes perfect.”

After hearing those words, I realized.

It was just some crazy guy’s bullshit.

It’s just for a moment, but I can’t believe I listened to try to interpret this. I reflected. Crazy people don’t interact with each other.

“Let me ask you something too. Why did you join the league?”

“They said the Eradicator was from the League.”

“who?”

“Puppet master.”

“Do you believe that?”

“I thought I could just come out.”

I think it’s an automatic door that allows the league to come and go as it pleases.

“If I talk more, I’ll just get tired. “Let’s get this over with now.”

When I raised the sword, the eyes that had been stained with madness returned to their original state. Even if a crazy person returns to his original state, he is still a crazy person in the end.

“Come, let us erase it.”

* * *

Berserker asked me which was stronger, the Eradicator or the Head Breaker, but I had no special thoughts on that.

Both the bare-handed headbreaker and the sword-wielding eraser are all me, Choi Jun-ho. Depending on the mood of the day, there is only a difference in preference for crushing the enemy’s head with bare hands or cutting it with a sword, but there is no fundamental difference in strength.

“If you go crazy, will your head become hard?”

Even if the force, which is as tough as a body tempered like steel, allowed the mine to invade, it was difficult to cause significant damage by weakening its power and mitigating the impact.

If you continuously accumulate damage, you may be able to neutralize it, but if you do that, you may have to fight it for three days straight.

Staying with a crazy guy for three days straight. It’s terrible.

Berserker allowed me a few attacks, but he withstood them without any major damage, just shaking his body. Rather, the mine seemed to have made him more intelligent, and his eyes became more intense.

Did mines have this effect?

Suddenly, I became curious about what would be the result if he and old Franz got together. He said that Beethoven was Austrian, and then immediately threw a mine at me.

“Tsk!”

In the battle of numbers, it was Berserker who was cornered. The guy had no choice but to swing his sword to push me away, and I, who I had hung out with in my last life, effortlessly dodged the sword strike and hit the mine.

I approached Berserker once again, extended my hand, and then brought my fingers together. Even though it cannot cut down even a single blade of grass, let alone a person, the existence of a tiny piece of magic made it possible to activate Gift Slash.

“······!”

Berserker, who had been preparing for the mine, was the first to panic and threw his head back. The force blade that passed by just in the nick of time cut off his hair and made it fall.

Berserker looked up again, and a red line appeared on his forehead, and blood flowed down.

“haha! Pain actually makes you feel alive. By the way, it’s a dual gift. “The attack just now was the one that brought me to the star moment…!”

“Crazy guy.”

But Berserker was the first to make a face.

“Let’s get one thing straight before we end the confrontation. “I’m not crazy.”

“it’s crazy.”

“So does that mean you’re crazy too?”

“I’m sane.”

“I’m sane too. Obliterator, you are not crazy and neither am I. We are just looking at the world in a different direction. Rather, the world does not understand us.”

“······.”

“You must have felt that moment too.”

How can the feelings I felt while working as a civil servant hunter come out of that guy’s mouth?

“What we needed was someone who could empathize with each other. “We were not understood and they did not want to understand, so they just called me Berserker.”

“It may sound like an asshole, but I think it’s true.”

To be honest, Eradicator and Head Breaker are nicknames I don’t really like.

Doesn’t he look like a villain? Why do they catch a villain and give him a villain-like nickname? There might be something cooler.

“I have nowhere to go and you are there. “That’s the only difference between us.”

“So what you want to hear is that I’m normal?”

“I just wanted to say what I thought.”

When I see that he only says the right things, I want to order him to be a dog and take him with me.

I gave up because I had to take the gift.

“Did you finish your will? “Let’s get this over with now.”

* * *

After several collisions, Berserker felt that he was no longer in contact with the Eradicator.

It was truly a strength that was well suited to the word despair. I swung around like I was a puppet dancing in front of the guy and then allowed him to attack.

The gift, called a mine, was the most vicious attack I had ever encountered, and the slash was the sharpest.

What was most surprising was the experience shown during battle.

He showed perfect speed control as if he had been fighting a battle his whole life.

From beginning to end, he did what he wanted.

‘It’s a wall. ‘Does this mean I have to overcome this to see higher places?’

But the wall in front of me was impossible to overcome.

What level has this guy reached? And what kind of scenery does that guy see? I felt pitiful for not being able to even estimate that level.

Even though we said we were pursuing a structure of nothingness, how inadequate is this?

I struggled desperately, but I couldn’t take away any of the guy’s leisure.

“Tsk!”

The attacks continued at a speed that was incomparable to previous attacks.

I swallowed my silence and sprayed 30 sword strikes all over the place without breathing, but the guy threw them all away like a fish swimming in water. Then he grabbed the sword and ripped it right out.

I tried to push away the sword that had been cut in half, but a hand reached right in front of my nose and grabbed my collarbone.

Quad deuk!

“Kaaaa!”

I screamed in pain as my collarbone shattered like a sandcastle and tried to headbutt my body, but the guy moved to the side like a ghost and smashed my right shoulder, forearm, and wrist one after another.

In just the blink of an eye, one of my arms was cut off.

I tried to push away the mine that was spreading inside my arm, but the more toxic force ran wild and shattered it.

“Hehehe!”

Berserker, who changed his grip on the sword with his left hand, laughed amid the merciless pain. The world was dyed yellow, but the power that the Eradicator showed was a new world.

I want to experience that strength even a little more. An overwhelming power that can destroy everything in the world. He was literally the strongest and worst hunter who was well suited to the nickname Eradicator.

What kind of world does the author see? Will I be able to approach it myself? miss you. If I could pluck out that guy’s eyes, I wanted to capture that world.

Berserker did not lose his fighting spirit. Even if I were to die, my desire to reach the gap that the Eradicator would have reached became stronger.

However, even his left wrist was twisted, causing him to lose his grip on the sword, and his elbow was broken and bent in the opposite direction. The leg that was hit by the kick was loaded with mines and stopped, causing loss of mobility.

I became a scarecrow, defenseless and exposed to this guy’s attacks. And the Eradicator’s hand dug into his chest.

“Kwaaah!”

The entire world turned red along with the pain of my heart bursting. In a will that lasts for just a moment. Berserker gathered his last remaining strength and manifested the Gift.

Full recovery.

It’s your own gift and secret weapon that no one in the world knows about.

The broken heart was restored and the wounds on the entire body were completely healed.

Body condition is excellent.

Even the Eradicator would not have expected that he would die and come back to life.

That’s the right time to kill him. It’s cowardly, but this too is fate.

I will kill the Eradicator and take the moment of the star.

However, what was in front of him, who had fully recovered, was the expressionless face of the Eradicator.

The guy wasn’t letting his guard down at all.

As if he had anticipated every situation.

“Full recovery.”

“how······.”

At this moment, I was so shocked that my heart dropped. Even then, I couldn’t continue my thoughts due to the hand digging into my chest again.

“I wanted to say this. Berserker.”

“······.”

“Your gift was amazing.”

Quad deuk!

* * *

“Tough guy.”

I pushed away Berserker’s crumbling body and drank the blood taken from the place closest to his heart.

Blood Feed began to interpret the full recovery contained in Berserker’s blood.

A gift is like a fingerprint engraved in blood. Blood feeding copies that and transfers it to my blood.

I deleted the existing pain relief gift as I felt a new gift being created. Pain relief also reduces pain during combat and helps to demonstrate continuous combat power, but it is not comparable to full recovery.

Jjiing!

A strong headache struck me. It’s a familiar pain. This pain made me realize that it was a process of gaining strength.

The reason why Hematology became the strongest was because it selected only the best from countless gifts.

I still don’t know why I went crazy. I thought one of the most likely reasons was because I took too many gifts.

There were so many Gifts in my blood that I wondered if they were colliding with each other and running wild, affecting my spirit.

Even the hematoma who went crazy threw away the unnecessary gifts at some point, leaving only the necessary ones. I saw it as an act of survival instinct.

While I was lost in thought, the complete recovery copy was completed. Now, even if my heart is broken, even if my head is cut off, I can be resurrected as long as I have a ounce of will left.

Full recovery is an extra lifespan. There was a reason to get it by killing the troublesome guy called Berserker.

by the way.

“hey. “Why are you alive?”

“······.”

“Open your eyes. Otherwise, I will kill you again.”

At my warning, Berserker, who had been lying down pretending to be dead, opened his eyes.