Beat the Boss Mob - Beat the Boss Mob chapter 71

71 – Three steps, finally

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Enlil’s sword comes flying from the right. Leon, who saw that, had to turn his body in the opposite direction.

Hook!―

On the contrary, he moved his body to the point where Enlil’s sword was just a short distance away.

You may wonder what this is, but looking at what happened right after that, your judgment was correct.

Shooak― Coo Goo Goo!―

One of the pillars supporting the Throne Scepter was neatly cut and collapsed.

It is a space where Leone himself did not budge, even if he tried to break it.

It was being cut off like a radish in one stroke of Enlil’s attack.

It means that Enlil has become that much stronger. It is proof that only the brave can put an end to it.

Worried what to do if things go wrong, Leon was able to let out a sigh of relief.

“Die!”

I narrowed the distance and avoided a massive blow that was unmatched in ferocity.

If that’s the case, on the contrary, it means that Enlil’s another attack, which is close by, can’t be helped.

“Kuh.”

I managed to turn around, but I couldn’t avoid getting a long sword scar engraved on my chest.

The skin cracked and cracked, and red blood gushed out once again.

I wished I could get out of the black energy, but unfortunately I couldn’t.

“….”

“….”

After one round of bumping, they spread their distance from each other. And even keep an eye on the opponent.

“That wound.”

Enlil spoke first. She continued by pointing to Leon’s chest.

“When I put that scar on your chest, I shouldn’t have worried, I should have killed you.”

“But I couldn’t. And I can still see the way she cared about me back then. Crying and blowing, it wasn’t even a fuss, right? Like any girl.”

“… Shut up.”

Yes. You really were a girl The kind of person who fell in love, hurt that person, didn’t know what to do, was sorry, and wanted to make it hurt a little less.

“Won’t you tell me if it’s okay this time?”

“Instead, I’m going to chop it up this time. Look forward.”

I’m more scared than expected. Leon laughed bitterly.

I never thought such words would come out of Enlil’s mouth casually. It’s all my fault

Kagagak!―

Sparks fly in all directions, mana crumbles, and disappears after flying in the air.

Rion doesn’t just sit back and greet Enlil, who constantly attacks.

Every time the movement between the two became rough, the scars on the bodies of the two men increased.

I am getting short of breath little by little. The energy that felt endlessly full is gradually draining away.

Has this ever happened? I’ve been feeling it a little lately, but not to this extent.

Even in the fight I had with Enlil just before, it wasn’t that hard.

‘Come again.’

The biggest difference is, of course, that, that blow.

As in the past, the preparation movements were long gone. The moment the sword flashes once, it flies away.

Sometimes the same as the trajectory. And sometimes in the exact opposite direction of the trajectory.

Unpredictable. Speed, direction, destructive power, nothing.

From the start of the attack until it gets in the eye and avoids it, only 2 seconds is the only gap to figure it out.

Even then, the interval gradually decreases. Now I have to instinctively avoid it.

Pu-wook!―

I dodged that attack, but I failed to dodge Enlil’s sword.

A cool sensation penetrated his left shoulder. The excruciating pain felt right after that.

Breaking his teeth, Lion raised his hand and aimed at Enlil’s heart.

Chack!―

Red blood splattered in all directions, and Enlil’s shoulder was dyed red.

At the last moment, she also barely managed to dodge her attack.

If it wasn’t for that, she would have collapsed with a mortal wound in her lungs.

“Looks like you can’t afford it. I also use the things I haven’t used before.”

Enlil smiles as if it’s alright even though her blood is dripping down.

She is rather more proud of the effective hits she received than the effective hits she inflicted.

She must have noticed her too. That reaction right away is that the possibility of victory has increased.

Now I really feel like I have to admit it. You have to accept it.

For Enlil, now is the strongest moment. So it’s time for her to finish everything.

At this point, if Rion himself hesitates even for a moment, everything goes wrong.

“Right. I can’t afford it. So it’s even more fun Because all my hard work is paying off.”

“The fruit of that effort will be your death. Son of a b*tch.”

“I think you will collapse first. Can you hold out?”

I’m worried. She expected Enlil that she would do better.

She usually thought that this would end in minor injuries if she considered her movements.

It’s deeper than you think. Judging by the amount of bleeding, it wasn’t usually a deep cut.

It seems that she was greedy to give herself another big blow.

Anger, hatred. The bad part that those negative things bring.

Do not drag too long. The more you move, the more dangerous Enlil is.

“Don’t worry. It won’t be long.”

I missed Enlil’s movement momentarily. Fast is also filthy fast.

Rion hurriedly tried to detect her presence with mana hearts instead of eyes.

“Big!”

As I feel a burning sensation on the back, I kneel in front of her.

I didn’t expect her to catch up with her in such a short time.

“Whoa.”

Once again Enlil disappears with her short breath.

However, this time, Leon was also quick to respond. What has been done to her once, she cannot be beaten twice.

Since this is the end, she has to go to Hwasa, more gorgeous than ever.

They collided, broke, met again, and then retreated several times.

Undeterminable whose blood flows down the floor and collects little by little.

The rough breath someone exhaled and the scattered sweat dripped all over the place.

Everyone cuts each other’s end and continues to fight without stopping.

If you want to bump into them from the front, turn your body at the same time and aim for the opponent’s blind spot.

To the extent that it is poisonous, attack only vital points and try to find a single weakness.

If that didn’t work, she tried to provoke her mistake by throwing all sorts of rubbish.

Chack—chack!—

The wounds are increasing. It becomes full of only leaving each other pain.

You grit your teeth, chew only your anger on the other person, and forget the reason you came here.

The important thing right now is that instinct that the only person standing here should be me.

The world must be saved, or the world must not perish. They blur too.

Now, the only thing left between the two men and women was the last blow for a single moment.

Who will fall first? Who is the first to step back and fall down?

Whoops!

In an instant, Enlil’s sword dug in, ignoring Leon’s attack.

A blow that accurately targets the opponent’s heart. If you just touch it, everything ends as it is.

However, that means that the possibility of being blocked is not high enough, and it is very high.

There is no way that Enlil doesn’t know that. This is a trick she hadn’t done before.

Perhaps he will pass this off as a waste and try to do something else when he prepares to defend or counterattack.

This type of gambling is not suitable for a woman. She never has.

And the proof was also found in the strange twist of Enlil’s hand holding her sword.

‘Now.’

Does not block or counterattack. She only pokes the same black shadow.

Rich has the upper hand anyway. If she did this, she could not help it—

‘… For a moment.’

Enlil did not stop. Rather, she just comes in at that speed.

Why? Why? Why don’t you stop If this is the case, you will be the first to be stabbed, right?

Now you’re trying to kill me, not killing me.

Can I get bitten now? Impossible. At this rate, I stab the heart first.

Pu-wook!―

An eerie sensation transmitted from your fingertips. That feeling that penetrates your flesh, that you don’t want to know.

That, too, is the heart of Enlil, not of anyone else. It gives me goosebumps. The vision flickers for an instant.

And right after that, a sharp pain that he had never experienced before came to his chest.

“Keuk.”

Enlil’s sword touched my heart precisely. The hero’s intense power, straight mana pours down and flows violently into the place where it had to be broken.

The front of your eyes blinks white, then returns to normal again.

Rion slowly looked down. Little by little, the strength drains from his body.

It feels like something is leaking out like a jar with a hole in it.

“You….”

But he wasn’t himself what mattered to him now.

Even at the moment of the end that has finally arrived, his eyes are not on him, but on Enlil.

Collock, Cough—

Enlil let out a harsh cough and smiled. Only then could Leon see it.

My attack missed by a piece of paper. In a split second, she raised herself to the stakes.

She threw herself into the betting move first, called out her opponent’s hand, and won with a real hand.

“… Ha ha ha.”

I’ve never really seen anything like this before.

I thought it depended on luck rather than skill. None other than that Enlil.

It certainly seems that she is a hero is a hero.

Because the goddess of luck smiles at a hero rather than a boss.

In the last moment of the end, it is not chaos that always wins, but light.

“….”

Leone looked down at her body as she couldn’t help but see that she was ruined.

Really. Too bad it hurt.