Deceased Trapped in a Game

Kingdom – Lv. 463 Blanchet(5)

Life is always a tightrope between return and risk.

It was not desirable right now to rob the 43 server once more through Jenny.

43 Server-based people are looking for suspicious people with their eyes on them.

Even if the Three Councils are on my side, I cannot deceive the record or the watchful eye itself.

Once or twice, it will be passed on as a coincidence, but if it is repeated, it is inevitable, that is, the risk is too great.

Unless you are using a lift from another country, it was necessary to give it a little time.

There are a lot of [key items] that can go elsewhere anyway.

It was a good choice to enter a subspace that is not on any server, a place corresponding to the ‘odd floor’ that can be learned in advance in the tutorial and farm without noticing it.

It was also to adapt to the specifications that had risen through the massive level-up that occurred in an instant.

There is also a large amount of wind element crystals.

If you give it to the altar, you can go to a place that is as similar as possible, so you can go to a place where the spirit world is realized in reality, like the outer space that used to be the domain of dark spirits.

It is also necessary to acquire combat experience against spirit bodies.

It was true that it was an appropriate destination.

Fortunately, the goddess delivered the news before entering the altar.

An assassin, an assassin who must have been Blanchett, broke in.

Remy obviously didn’t come out of the temple, but he broke through with a stern determination.

“I can’t lose my sister who let go of the stick of love!”

As soon as he heard those words, Hee-woo flew up from the middle of the city.

I didn’t even have time to say anything.

Fortunately, the flying angel’s flight was too fast, so few exiles understood the situation properly.

It’s annoying to know that one more angel has appeared.

But it wasn’t dry.

Me and the little boy tried to go outside through space movement in a dark place.

Space movement was blocked by the firewall constructed by the national wizards, so it took some time to break through.

Still, it’s faster than running with our feet.

Through the flashing flashes of space movement, the appearance of the temple was visible.

Explosion billowing smoke and burning fire.

It’s like a very big deal.

Hee-woo had already arrived.

The young man also became contemplative and ran.

“Damn it. Has it been getting too much attention lately? You came here with certainty.”

“I didn’t even think of that. I should have thought that I was watching from the beginning.”

That in itself was a conceivable matter.

The biggest surprise was Blanchet himself.

“Wait, isn’t it Blanchett?”

“There is little chance of that. The bandages were distorted from burns. It wasn’t an accidental injury. I was just planning on ruining my face.”

“What was your fighting style?”

“I used a lot of fruit. The weapon itself was a dagger. It was an efficient move that seemed to be very good at killing people. It is not a skill that can be learned in a labyrinth.”

“If the Goddess saw it, then it must be true.”

What is the probability of getting caught by accident, even if all circumstantial evidence points to it? Few.

Remy was dangerous enough, but he didn’t die.

And exiles are not crippled unless they are dead.

Remy, who woke up contemplating, realized that the sky was blue, checked my appearance, and wiped her chest blankly.

“It’s not dark. It’s not on the first floor. I’m glad…”

“Unnie! You should get a bouquet!”

“What are you talking about…”

Immediately afterward, the angels flew up. It doesn’t matter what people around you think.

If Blanchet hides its tail like this, it may never be found again.

“Um? Aren’t they the Goddess’ followers who came to pray last time?”

I also heard about the old doctor.

He did not want to be known about his history.

Even though the goddess decided to pretend not to know, she calmly informs me.

The old doctor complains with a face he never imagined that God would immediately reveal the secret.

“At the best, the repairs were smashed again. I’m glad even our supporters didn’t get angry. You guys were the guild members who were jealous of that angel, didn’t you?”

Remy is now a valuable supporter of this doctor’s class. Wouldn’t it make a great bodyguard if left alone?

If the Goddess had witnessed there, the old doctor would have realized that there was definitely another angel. In that point, I felt that he was skilled at picking up shichimi, or that he had mastery of the world.

I also pretended not to know.

“It was a big deal. We need to find the culprit. So that the Master is never in danger again.”

“Usually, the guild master would be the strongest, but it’s an unusual guild.”

“Isn’t there a saying that it’s the right place?”

“Anyway, thank you. You came here to save me…. If it was the same as before, I wouldn’t have cared about it burning or not.”

It was not the other guilds who ran away in surprise, but this doctor who actually put out the fire.

In order for an exile to become a proper sword master, on average, it takes about 500 levels.

The level of this old doctor estimated by the goddess was close to 1000.

There are few Sword Masters who can draw as long as a long sword even with an innocent aura, even a short thing like a scalpel.

For now, we’re friendly, so let’s leave it alone.

Not all exiles covet wealth and glory.

Like an angel, each of us has a dream we want to realize.

Perhaps it is some kind of belief that has been cherished from the outside.

Since there is no promise of returning from exile, I am living here.

After all, being a ranker is ultimately determined by the level you cleared in [Lift]. There are more monsters than you can imagine hiding in the corners of the kingdom.

Even if they were ranked in the past episodes, there are many people who feel sick of themselves and live their own lives.

The old doctor bowed his head and went back to his treatment room.

There were a few times that I felt suspicious. This hospital street was also maintained by that old man.

* * *

The enemy Blanchet could have predicted was the Archangel.

Chiangels are the power type among the angels, a warrior race.

It has strong wings and is equipped with secondary armaments through feathers.

Instead, it is not enough to say that the movement is quick.

A simple top speed is fast enough for a winged angel.

However, it is only about movement speed, and the agility of the movement itself during combat is not surprisingly good.

This is similar to why bombers are fast but not dogfights.

In that sense, the Archangels were a race for relatively slow and heavy warriors.

So I did not think that there would be a heavenly angel among the pursuers.

There was really no information at all. A few thoughts run through my head.

A guild with a strangely rich amount of human resources. The guild master was also strangely weak.

If so, it could be the boss.

The real thing is different.

In that case, the heavenly angel that follows now… … .

At that moment, the angel appeared with a golden brilliance before his eyes.

Blanchett breathed in with absurdity.

A slum is a ruin where the city used to be.

Except for the scattered shanty towns, there are many ruins of the building.

As a contractor for a long time, he knew the structure of the ruins.

If you look down from the sky, you will not be able to find it if there are many things that cover it.

The ability of angels to analyze and accept what appears to be excellent eyesight is not even superior.

I don’t know if I could set up a skill that was specialized for reconnaissance.

In short, it was unexpected to be tracked down so quickly.

“how……?”

“What color is the deity of the god of time?”

The angel, speaking in a cheerful tone, pointed to the traces left around him.

Blanchett understood it bitterly.

“It seems that the god of fortune has blessed you.”

take a weapon Because I can’t be caught like this.

I’ve been through enough desperate situations already. If I sat down here, I would not have been able to live for eight years.

The good news was that the durability itself was not as weak as an angel as a reward for the agility of the Ki-Angel.

Sure, it’s a monster, but it’s fortunate that you can’t even get your teeth pierced against a celestial angel.

But.

An angel approached with a flash of light.

The cool shadow of death crosses my mind.

It was really a function of instinct to be able to react.

Spinal reflex that makes every effort to move away from death.

That alone could bring the weapon to the opponent’s attack.

and bounced off It is definitely pushed by force. Absorb kinetic energy with [Dash] and bend down.

An angel, who ran like flying, pierced Blanchet, and the monster wearing a bandage and a cloak was pierced in vain.

At that moment, the angel also realized.

It is an illusion.

Perhaps a combination of some skills.

To study, it is a useful type of skill for emergency evasion.

He hid his body with stealth, which was automatically activated by leaving a virtual image.

Gather magic power and explode the detection.

Since becoming an angel, the total amount of magical power has increased significantly. Now, this kind of detection is possible without a magic class.

Location is… … right behind.

It rotates as it is and reacts to the opponent’s attack.

The dagger and the dagger collide.

In the meantime, Blanche noticed the difference in equipment as she watched the sparks of magenta splash.

In this case, it was decided that there was no chance of winning as a simple sword-to-sword.

The fruit flies in the air. A purple fruit with a sheath.

The angel didn’t care about the exploding fruit.

A loud explosion broke out in the abandoned building without an owner, which became the stage for the battle.

Tyranny and sparks explode, skillfully using it as a driving force to widen the distance.

There was an injury, but one sip of a potion would solve it. This was something she didn’t see outside where she was acting as an agent.

The earth shakes, and the vision shakes. deaf

It is a destructive consumable with power close to that of a large number of high explosives.

However, it was the first time for Blanchett to see the angel in person. Will it work?

In most kingdoms, there are only a handful of such high-ranking races.

Now only 17 years old, Blanchet has never reached the ranks.

We do not even know the exact performance of the angel.

So I sighed as I watched the angel slowly stepping out of the explosion.

How much magic resistance?

The power of that fruit, which is compatible with the magic [Explosion], is by no means weak.

Even if it was a large beast, if it exploded in its stomach, it would surely kill them.

Angels did not fly. He doesn’t even spread his wings. He walks leisurely and picks up his dagger again.

Blanchett changed his mind.

Most aggressive berries do magic damage.

It’s not without collateral physical damage, but it’s just a bonus.

And perhaps the opponent’s magic resistance is beyond common sense.

This time, Blanchet ran in.

The angel raises the adamantide dagger filled with magical power and brings it to the attack.

Although it is a light movement, it is terribly fast.

[Stealth]

Black smoke, a unique effect of stealth, does not rise. The most noticeable effect is a kind of penalty.

And most of the skills that exist in the labyrinth have a passive passive that alleviates the penalty afterwards.

Cooldown is one of them.

Because he uses a dagger while driving as much as possible with agility, he has a skill set specialized in stealth.

Conceal movement through stealth. A black shadow will pop out and do not cover it, but it will appear as a blinking and disappearing appearance.

It’s a miscellaneous skill that won’t work if your opponent is a wizard, but there are very few warriors who can handle [Magic Poetry] very well.

Blanchet did not know the conditions for acquiring great advanced skills, and did the best he could.

How to deal with the strong as the weak.

How to use skills learned from outside.

This is the direction it combined.

The moment it collides, it becomes [stealth] again.

It’s not invisible, but continuous [stealth] without a cooldown distorts all senses.

The assassin, who constantly blinks and disappears, seems to have been embarrassed enough by the sense of an angel.

Technology is inherently sensitive to the environment. Even if you are a master, if the information given to this level is distorted, you may be shaken because you are a master.

The opponent’s movements are quite blunt.

It’s useless even if you remove the stealth with magic. Because there is no cooldown anyway.

This is a kind of anomalous melee combat technique.

However, the high-ranking races were not happy.

The angel responds to Blanchet’s invisible, perhaps half-hearted, with the reaction speed of her pure physical ability, and receives a more troubling attack.

And in the meantime, Blanchet felt careless.

It feels like the speed of the opponent’s movements is being restrained.

Perhaps you can create a gap with an aggression. If you stick between them, you’re done.

are you watching? why?

Maybe it’s arrogance.

You know it because you once did. Because I’ve been living like that for the past 17 years.

There was only one opportunity that came along the way.

The moment the opponent’s attack was a little futile, he put all his magical energy and shoved it aside.

The bosom opens in an instant.

Rather than rushing, he digs with the feeling of grabbing the arm holding the weapon. Rotate by pushing it with your back as it is.

The clean cut has been completed.

Arm feels slightly damaged, and elbow hits lung. I took a picture with all my might, but it felt a bit stuffy.

The angel’s other hand tried to grab Blanche.

In order to escape, it blurs with [Stealth] and creates abnormal movement with [Dash].

It is a combination of skills that enable movement that is out of bounds.

But the angel took hold of the arm as if it had been done. The pin-shaped wings spread out and a thin, shriveled vibrating sound resounds.

Properly visible or invisible movements in front of explosive acceleration were meaningless.

As it was, Blanchett’s world turned round and round.

Exhaling from the shock, Blanchet realized that he was looking at the sky.

“Cool. It’s big. The difference in specs… it’s too much.”

My body was almost stuck to the ground.

The cracked concrete floor got even bigger after the construction had been done for a long time.

It was a shock that it might have been stamped in the shape of a person.

Through the shuddering rituals, an angel was seen approaching.

She is squatting over her head and looking down.

He was prepared to die, but his opponent made an unexpected remark.

“That’s right. The difference in specs is so great that it’s not a proper win or loss. Try again next time. Sister.”

on the word sister.

a momentary question.

Realization of the next moment.

And Blanchett lost consciousness.