Chapter 270

With the sound of the sword being sheathed, the high-species troll boss transformed into a pile of meat.

Likewise, the viewers reacted to that sound.

-????????

-What was that????

-What did I just see????

-Didn't they say it has resistance to slashing and cutting attacks???

-It's not immune, so it would take damage, but...

-It takes damage like that?

At the viewers' comments, the broadcasting spirit also belatedly came to its senses and continued speaking.

However, as if the shock hadn't worn off, its trembling voice remained.

[W-what just happened!? Player Silba of team 133!? Shows incredible sk-skill!!! But his appearance, still wrapped in a robe, has not been revealed!!! Just what is his identity!??]

The viewers couldn't help but agree with the broadcasting spirit's words.

Skilled players who could defeat a boss in a single blow like that?

There were quite a few.

And it could be said that there were quite a few within this survival match as well.

But was it because this was a person who hid their identity and gave off a mysterious aura?

It was also true that it drew more attention.

-lolol crazy, I really thought this was going to be the Forbiddens' one-man show lolol.

-With the Magic Tower team and the Knight Order team, it seems well-balanced?

-You could say it's a game between those four, right?

-A total dark horse lolol.

It was the appearance of an underdog or a dark horse, which the public often likes.

It was a situation most welcomed.

Because nobody likes to watch a one-man show.

But there were those who did not welcome such a situation.

Naturally, the broadcasting spirit's commentary was being heard by all the participants in the survival match.

This was common for both users and NPCs.

That's why some teams couldn't help but be tense at the appearance of such a dark horse.

And the three teams the viewers were talking about had peculiar expressions.

"A guy with a magic sword."

Zaya, the leader of the Forbiddens, muttered.

"...Huu, another one who's a nuisance to the mission has appeared."

Gamu, the leader of the Featherwing Knights, said as if he were in a difficult situation.

Finally, the mages of the Serul Magic Tower.

"...So this is the dark horse. We can't let our research material be taken."

They muttered, equally troubled.

Because they were people who were trying to secure the prize of the demonic bow at all costs.

It was even more so.

On the other hand, team 133 in black robes quickly hid themselves without revealing any of their intentions.

A stealthy appearance that was hard for even the broadcasting spirit to find.

[Ah!!! Team 133! The entire team is attempting to stealth!!! Even I, who can watch all situations for the broadcast, can only see them faintly!!! Just... how high is their level!!!]

With the broadcasting spirit's voice, the end.

The other three teams all gave up on targeting team 133.

Thinking they couldn't do anything about them, at least not in this match.

As if the Forbiddens were focusing on reducing the numbers even faster to advance to the main tournament.

They went around searching for and slaughtering other teams, and the knight order still showed a defensive attitude, focusing on survival.

Finally, the mages also tried to avoid the surroundings as much as possible.

But they faced any enemy they encountered head-on.

The temperature around them, who mainly dealt with cold, always dropped, and most teams didn't even approach places where the temperature seemed to be dropping.

Thus, the survival match seemed to be flowing smoothly.

Just as the viewers were gradually getting tired of the boring pattern.

Among the four teams that were being talked about as the likely winners.

Two teams faced each other.

8.

A lush jungle.

And in such a place, a single spearman who was quickly traversing the jungle and sweeping away every living thing he saw.

Hwoong—!!!

It was a spear swung like a sword.

But the entire spear was imbued with a sharp edge like a blade and cut down everything that touched its trajectory.

Also, at the same time the aura emanating from the spear swept the surroundings, a severe shockwave rose up, enough to make the ground rise.

Kwagagagaga—!!!

As the power of the skill, combined with the user's sense, rose up with mighty power and devastated the surroundings.

A nearby team was annihilated.

Just because they couldn't block a single blow.

It was Keron, the spearman of the Forbiddens, who still felt it was boring.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but laugh.

That last blow should have swept away the entire area it touched.

But only one place was intact.

As if something hard had blocked it.

And Keron, who discovered that, shouted with a wicked smile.

"Puhah! This is gonna be fun! You're supposed to be so good with a sword, right?"

At the same time as Keron's words, a man in a black robe slowly walked out from behind a transparent barrier.

He had a sword at his waist, and his other robed companions did not move at all.

'Found you at last!'

Keron was feeling a thrill at that thought.

He thought he wouldn't be able to find them.

To think they would be revealed by a wide-area attack like this.

One of his other companions behind him had a hand on his forehead.

But it didn't seem like he was planning to step in.

Also, at the sight of him looking troubled, Keron felt strangely pleased.

It seemed like he had been acknowledged.

'Well, it's bound to be a headache to meet me.'

He understood that.

In reality, Keron was completely unaware that things were different.

As the swordsman in the black robe slowly drew his sword.

Keron also readjusted his grip on his spear.

'I won't be able to catch him the same way I caught the chaff.'

Keron grinned and said.

"You're Silba, right?"

"...That is correct."

He thought he wouldn't get a response.

But surprisingly, he answered.

Keron looked around, quite amused.

He couldn't feel any approaching presence.

He couldn't feel it even when he used his detection-type skills.

It should be fine to fight for a while.

So, as he was holding his spear a little more seriously.

An unexpected remark flew at him.

"Hmm, you seem to be quite troubled. I shall be your opponent."

'So he really was troubled by me.'

Understanding it that way, Keron was the first to charge, spear in hand.

The tip of the spear lunging forward as he shot forward!

The spear, lunging as if shot, flew like a single flash.

A speed that most would miss.

But the swordsman called Silba, with great composure, took a high stance and deflected the spearhead, and the tip of the spear was turned aside by the trajectory of the sword that blocked it at an angle.

But Keron quickly retracted the spearhead and then struck at the swordsman's undefended side with the butt end of the spear.

Kwwaaaaang—!!!

The sound of a cannonball exploding rang out, and an explosion erupted from the swordsman's side.

But Keron's expression crumpled.

He had raised his leg and blocked it with what looked like a knee guard, part of his armor.

Also, Silba's posture and position did not waver, and it only ended with his footprints being deeply embedded in the ground.

Clear evidence that he had blocked his attack.

Since Silba's expression and face were hidden, he couldn't tell how much damage it had done.

That's why Keron tried to quickly get away from that spot.

'Damn it.'

If the attack had failed, it was foolish to stay there any longer.

However.

"Excellent."

After hearing Silba's voice, which he muttered as if evaluating him.

Keron, whose alertness was at its peak, quickly gripped the spear with both hands and raised it.

A sword was swung at that spot belatedly.

Srrng!

Kwagagaga—!!!

Chiiiiii—.

He blocked it late.

But he did block it, and the impact from just now had created something like a heat haze on the spearhead, and Keron tried to hold his ground with his sturdy legs.

He was forced to retreat quite a distance, creating a deep furrow in the jungle floor.

'How can he swing a sword with such power from that position?'

Just now was a fleeting moment where it was difficult to even activate a skill.

Of course, Keron could also perform techniques that maximized his stats by utilizing passives.

But to execute it to that extent was extremely difficult.

'Crazy.'

He wasn't just good at handling a sword.

Keron, who also trained with a spear in reality, could feel it.

The person in front of him now was an expert.

After making that judgment, he swallowed hard and quickly calculated.

Could he beat this expert right now?

But the more he calculated, the lower his chances of victory became.

'There's a limit with my demonic energy sealed.'

But he couldn't just run away now.

Watching Silba charge at him, Keron raised his spear.

In terms of reach, the spear has an overwhelming advantage over the sword. If two combatants are of the same skill level, the spear wielder generally has a higher chance of victory.

However, if there is a significant difference in skill, that advantage fades.

Keron quickly thrust his spear towards the charging Silba.

Countless points rained down like a shower of rain.

But Silba dodged them one by one, and deflected a few of the points.

The moment he entered the sword's range.

The spearhead, which had become a blur of points, became a single line and blocked the sword's attack.

Chaejaejaejaejaejaeng!!!

The broadcasting spirit was chattering on about something.

But Keron had no time to pay attention to such things.

Because each and every sword strike could lead to a fatal injury.

He couldn't spare any effort elsewhere.

Then, the sword, emitting countless lines, cut and split everything around it.

Everything around the blocked spear.

Swish! Swish!

Chwaaaaak!!!

Srrng!

A sword strike that cut and split everything around it.

But the spearhead somehow managed to block it.

Of course, he couldn't block everything.

Small cuts appeared all over Keron's body, and blood streamed down.

Nevertheless, the light in Keron's eyes did not die.

While defending with such fierce eyes.

In an instant, Keron's eyes shone.

The spear that had blocked all the lines.

It attempted an attack, aiming for the brief gap in the moment the sword was being retracted.

The sword was being retracted, and the spearhead charged in the opposite direction.

The spearhead, which had become a line, fiercely cut through the air as energy condensed.

It contained a single skill and flew towards Silba.

A skill far more powerful than when he first revealed himself was unleashed, and a slash that seemed to cut through everything gathered into a line and flew towards Silba.

Kwagagagagaga—!!

The distance between the two was a short distance of only one and a half sword lengths.

Since the sword was being retracted, it was not easy to block the tyrannical line of the spear.

In the midst of that, Silba spun his body and gently bent his wrist, his arm whipping out like a whip, and at that moment, the sword also moved in a winding, curved trajectory, as if turning into a snake, and fired a clear, greenish sword energy towards the spearhead.

As the tyrannical energy of the spearhead and the clear, greenish energy collided, it instantly swallowed the surroundings and erased all color.

As the color momentarily disappeared from the area, and a vast energy swept through the surroundings.

The trees and ground rose up, creating a huge crater, to the point where it didn't even feel like a jungle anymore.

Kwagagagagagaga—!!!

[T-truly amazing!!! The two skills have collided to create a tremendous shockwave!!! The rising dust is obscuring the view, but the silhouettes of the two are clearly visible!!!]

-crazy;;;

-what is this?????

-wth;;;

-wow;;;;

-I really hate the Forbiddens but I have to admit their skills are the real deal.

-who is that Silba kid????

In that moment when all the viewers were surprised.

The dust settled, and the silhouettes of the two people were visible.

However.

As all the dust settled.

The figure of Silba, whose robe was torn here and there, was revealed.

The appearance of a very handsome elf swordsman was revealed, and on the other hand, the silhouette of Keron, which had looked intact, was revealed as the dust settled.

His head, which should have been there, was gone.

With Keron collapsed in that state, Silba, no, Silvanor, who had revealed his elf appearance, apologized to Seonghyun as if he were in a difficult situation.

"My apologies."

Because he couldn't protect his robe, his face was revealed.

And as a result.

-wth??? It's an elf!!!!

-An elf swordsman!?

-So cool;;;

-Kyaaaaaa oppa you're so cool! (clumsy)

At the viewers' reactions, Seonghyun scratched his cheek as if he were in a difficult situation and muttered.

"Haaah, I knew this would happen."

He had tried to hide his identity as much as possible.

'Well, can't be helped, I guess?'

-S-still, th-they won't know you're a h-high elf.

Next to him, Fiora, who had fortunately managed to cast cognitive interference well, said.

Now that it has come to this, it can't be helped.

"Let's get serious too."