Crazy Villain Regains Consciousness

28 episodes

Obliterate, his obliterator.

A name that appeared once because of Jong-Yup Oh lasts a long time.

I’ll have to charge him a lot later.

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

“It may or may not be me.”

“Are you saying you should trust me as you please?”

“Didn’t you ever do that?”

“·················ogue.”

Berserker, who closed his mouth and stared at me, asked a question.

“Which is stronger, the eraser or the headbreaker?”

horse or shit

He doesn’t seem willing to give up.

“Think about it after you break your head.”

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

Berserker’s eyes lit up.

“There was only a murderous intention to annihilate the enemy. Innocence towards death, where I glimpsed a stellar moment.”

A star moment is like a hallucination that only crazy people can see.

I can’t see, so I’m not crazy.

“Send me a picture later.”

Can I use a smartphone in the underworld?

Berserker was originally called the seeker of the sword, and why did he show a unique path even during his hunter days.

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

There is a saying that it is to perfect one’s own sword, and there is a theory that he went crazy through excessive training, but it only rotated about 90 degrees instead of 180 degrees. Some say that the practice for opening a gift is twisted in the other direction.

The last word is false. I know what gift I got from killing Berserker myself in my last life.

With it or not, Berserker spoke of what he defined as a ‘stellar moment’.

“The stellar moment is the moment when I become omnipotent. Everything I’ve seen makes me perfect. The pieces come together to complete the ultimate I seek. When my will touches it, it becomes perfect.”

Hearing that, I realized.

It was just some crazy shit.

Wait a minute, but you listened to interpret this. repented Crazy people don’t do business.

“Let me ask you one thing. Why did you join the league?”

“They said the expunger came from the league.”

“who?”

“Puppeteer.”

“Do you believe that?”

“I thought I should come out.”

I think it’s an automatic door that goes in and out of the league at will.

“If I talk more, I will only be tired. Let’s finish it now.”

When I raised my sword, my eyes that had been dyed with madness returned to their original state. Even if the crazy guy comes back to his original state, he’s a crazy guy in the end.

“Come, obliterate.”

* * *

Berserker asked me which is stronger, the eraser or the headbreaker, but I have no particular idea about that.

Both the bare-handed headbreaker and the eraser with a sword are me, Junho Choi. There is no difference in fundamental strength, just a difference in preference to crushing the enemy’s head with bare hands or cutting them off with a knife depending on the mood that day.

“If you go crazy, will your head be hardened?”

Even if a body hardened like steel and tough like a personality allowed mines to invade, it was difficult to inflict great damage by weakening the power and easing the impact.

If you continuously accumulate damage, you can neutralize it, but if you do, you may have to fight him for three days.

Being with a madman all three days. That’s terrible.

Berserker allowed me to attack a few times, but with only shaking my body, I survived without any major blows. On the contrary, his eyes were getting stronger as the mines had made him smarter.

Did mines have this effect?

Suddenly, I started to wonder what would be the result if he and Franz were inspired. Halvande, who said that Beethoven was Austrian, and immediately threw a mine at me.

“ね!”

It was the Berserker who was driven to the outsider in the number fight. He had no choice but to wield his sword to push me away, and I, who I had been with in my last life, leisurely avoided sword strikes and hit mines.

I approached Berserker once more, reached out and put my fingers together. It is an anticipation that can not even cut a single piece of grass let alone a person, but the existence of a thin line of anticipation made Gift Slash possible.

“··········!”

Berserker, who had been preparing for mines, was the first to be confused and bowed his head. The force blade that barely passed by cut the hair and made the water fall off.

A red line appeared on Berserker’s forehead as he raised his head again, and blood flowed out.

“haha! Pain makes you feel alive. By the way, it’s a dual gift. The attack was the only thing that could lead me to a stellar moment…!”

“Crazy.”

However, Berserker was the first to be colored.

“Let’s fix one thing before we finish the fight. I did not go crazy.”

“it’s crazy.”

“Then you mean you’re crazy too?”

“I am sane.”

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

“·················ogue.”

“You must have felt that moment too.”

How did the feelings I felt as a public servant hunter come out of that guy’s mouth?

“What we needed was someone who could empathize with each other. We didn’t understand and they didn’t understand, so they just called me Berserker.”

“It sounds like an idiot, but I think it’s true.”

To be honest, erasers and headbreakers are tinnitus that I don’t really like.

Doesn’t he look like a villain? Why did you catch a villain and give him a nickname like a villain? There must be something a little nicer.

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

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

“I just wanted to tell you my thoughts.”

When I see only the right words, I want to make a dog and take them with me.

I gave up because I had to take the gift.

“Did you finish your will? Let’s finish it now.”

* * *

After several clashes, Berserker felt himself out of reach.

That was the strength that the word despair was well suited for. He swung it around as if he had become a dancing puppet in front of him and allowed the attack.

The gift, called the mine, was the most vicious of the attacks he had ever encountered, and the slash was the sharpest.

What surprised me the most was the experience they showed during battle.

As if he had been fighting a battle his whole life, he showed perfect control.

From start to finish, he moved as he wanted.

‘It’s a wall. Is it that you have to overcome this to see the high places?’

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

What level has he reached? And what kind of scenery is that guy looking at? He felt pathetic at his level of not being able to even measure it.

Even if you say you are pursuing the composition of nothing, how insufficient is this?

He struggled desperately, but he couldn’t take any of his spare time.

“み!”

The attack continued at a speed that was incomparable to the attacks that had been done before.

He swallowed the saliva and sprayed thirty sword strikes in all directions with apnea, but he blew it all away like a fish swimming in the water. Then he grabbed the sword and ripped it off.

I tried to push the sword in half, but a hand that reached right in front of me passed through my neck and grabbed my collarbone.

Quad Duck!

“Aww!”

In the agony of the clavicle cracking like a sandcastle, he screamed and tried to hit the torso, but the guy moved aside like a ghost and smashed his right shoulder, forearm, and wrist in turn.

In the blink of an eye, an arm was harpooned.

He tried to push away the mines that fluttered inside his arm, but the force that harbored more poison shattered it in a ruthless run.

“Heh heh!”

Swapping the sword with his left hand, Berserker burst out laughing in merciless pain. The world was dyed yellow, but the power the eraser showed was a new world.

I want to experience that strength even a little more. An overwhelming power capable of annihilating everything in the world. Literally, he was the strongest and worst hunter with the nickname “Eradicator”.

What kind of world does the author see? Can you approach yourself? miss you. If I could pluck out his eyes, I wanted to capture that world.

Berserker did not break his will. When I die, even if I die, my earnestness to reach the gap that the Obliteration would have reached has grown stronger.

However, even his left wrist was twisted and he missed the sword, and his elbow was broken and bent in the opposite direction. A mine was loaded into the kick that was thrown away and the hit leg stopped, causing loss of mobility.

He became a scarecrow exposed defenseless to his attacks. And the eraser’s hand dug into his chest.

“Aww!”

The whole world was dyed red with the pain of heart rupture. In a will that is maintained for a moment. Berserker gathered the last remaining power and manifested the gift.

full recovery.

A gift and treasury that no one in the world knows about.

The broken heart was restored and the wounds all over the body were completely healed.

body is in the best condition.

Even the Obliterator 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 it’s also fate.

I will kill the Obliterator and take the stellar moment.

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

The guy wasn’t paying attention at all.

As if he had anticipated everything.

“It’s a complete recovery.”

“how······.”

At this moment, I was so shocked that my heart dropped. Even he couldn’t continue his thoughts because of the hand he had dug into his chest again.

“I wanted to say this. Berserker.”

“·················ogue.”

“Your gift was full.”

Quad Duck!

* * *

“Tough guy.”

Pushing away the berserker’s crumbling corpse, I drank blood from the nearest part of his heart.

Blood eating (血中攝食) began to interpret the complete recovery contained in the blood of the Berserker.

A gift is like a fingerprint engraved on blood. Blood Feed copies it and transfers it to my blood.

I felt a new gift being engraved and deleted the existing pain relief gift. Pain relief also relieves pain during battle, which helps to show continuous fighting power, but it is not comparable to full recovery.

Chewing!

An intense headache struck. It’s a familiar pain. It made me realize that this pain is the process of gaining strength.

Hematoma became the strongest because he selected only the best among countless gifts.

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

There were so many Gifts in my blood that they collided with each other and ran wild, affecting my mind.

A hematoma that went crazy threw away unnecessary gifts at some point, leaving only what was needed. I saw it as an act of survival instinct.

While I was in my thoughts, the complete recovery copying was finished. Now, even if my heart is broken, even if my head is cut off, if I only have a handful of will left, resurrection is possible.

A full recovery is the life of a spare bee. There was a reason to get it by killing a troublesome guy called Berserker.

by the way.

“hey. Why are you alive?”

“·················ogue.”

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

At my warning, the Berserker, who had been lying down pretending to be dead, woke up.