I Entered an Academy in a Ruined Game

Chapter 151 : Blood Plaza (4)

Kyaooo!

The roaring Black Flame Dragon, as if possessing its own will, flew through the sky chasing Su-hyeon's afterimages.

Chiiiiik!

Even without direct contact with the flames, the asphalt melted like ice cream, and unlucky demonic beasts caught in it turned to ashes without even a chance to scream.

"How long do you plan to keep running!"

The Black Flame Dragon, responding to its caster's will, coiled itself and shot flame scales in all directions.

Hwaruk! Hwarururuk!

'Terrifying.'

Su-hyeon, who had been performing evasive maneuvers through the ultra-high temperature scales that burned buildings and roads wherever they touched, landed on the rooftop of a large high-rise building.

'This should be spacious enough.'

The building would be damaged, but that wasn't more important than reducing casualties.

"Idiot. What difference does it make fighting there?"

Noh Hajun sneered as he rode the Black Flame Dragon up to the rooftop.

"Come on, make it more fun? I followed you here as you wanted."

Noh Hajun smirked.

"I get that you don't want those pig-like citizens caught up in this, but if you keep this up, I'll burn all those bastards right now."

"No need to worry about that."

Su-hyeon said, releasing sword energy into the Moonless Sword in his right hand and forming a Mana Shield gauntlet on his left.

"Good, good."

Noh Hajun smiled, his mouth splitting to his ears.

"I've been curious all along."

"About what?"

"What's supposed to be so great about a dog food bastard like you!"

The Black Flame Dragon wrapped around the boy's arms and legs like armor.

Hwararururuk!

It lunged at Su-hyeon, following the trajectory of his punch.

'Eye Power activated.'

Kiiiiing!

Su-hyeon's eyes contained the Milky Way.

'Even a graze means the end.'

Su-hyeon avoided the first charge of the Black Flame Dragon and rushed straight toward Noh Hajun.

'Oh my, he dodged that?'

An ordinary person would have already been engulfed by the attack as fast as a bullet.

'Indeed, his reaction speed is no joke.'

But that was far from enough.

The flames flickering behind Noh Hajun's back created a barrier in front of Su-hyeon's path.

Tadak!

As Su-hyeon leaped over it with superhuman jumping power, the blazing Black Flame immediately opened its jaws at him.

"Heup!"

Su-hyeon, who had stopped breathing due to the air heat that could melt even his respiratory system, barely avoided the attack by stepping on randomly deployed Mana Shields in the air.

When he finally approached within sword range.

"Moron."

Noh Hajun grinned and flicked his finger.

Puhwaaaak!

A pillar of fire that erupted from beneath engulfed where Su-hyeon had been.

But.

"The moron is you."

As if he had anticipated the attack, Su-hyeon had already moved to the side and finally gripped the Moonless Sword with both hands, slashing diagonally upward.

"Tsk!"

However, Noh Hajun retreated with cat-like nimble movements and swung his Black Flame, forcing Su-hyeon back.

'This bastard, how did he dodge that attack?'

A surprised look appeared on Noh Hajun's face.

'As expected, according to pattern.'

Su-hyeon thought.

'I've faced you over a hundred times.'

"Insolent bastard!"

Enraged at the fact that he had retreated, Noh Hajun launched a fierce attack on Su-hyeon.

Kyaoooo!

He surrounded himself with flames in the shape of the Black Flame Dragon, shot them, and swung its claws.

'It's hot. Like fighting inside a blast furnace. Feels like I'm becoming a steamed bun.'

The Black Flame, which made the surrounding air boil just by existing.

Thanks to it, Su-hyeon was suffering from a seriously elevated body temperature despite not allowing even a single attack to hit.

'This is the problem.'

The human body loses its functions when the temperature rises by just a few degrees.

Not to mention facing that hellish Black Flame.

Su-hyeon was continuing to avoid Noh Hajun's attacks with superhuman patience, fighting against his fading consciousness.

'I can do it. I can hold out sufficiently.'

The power of Noh Hajun's Black Flame Dragon was truly earth-shattering.

But Su-hyeon, who had faced all of his attack patterns without exception, was showing an amazing performance, somehow avoiding direct hits while occasionally attempting sharp counters that made Noh Hajun flinch.

'It's enough. Whether it was facing the first Ma-in Shin Jong-gil or now, nothing has changed.'

Of course, there are naturally huge differences between fighting through a monitor with a mouse and keyboard as input devices and fighting in reality.

Nevertheless.

'It's enough.'

As long as he had a body that could implement what he had only imagined in his mind at over 100 percent, Su-hyeon could fight sufficiently.

Isn't outfighting a boss mob while chipping away at its health a basic skill of all gamers?

'Noh Hajun's Black Flame Dragon is certainly among the top few terrifying powers even among flame-type characteristics.'

Moreover, the strong darkness in his heart was dense and hot enough to one day engulf and burn everything.

But.

The one growing impatient now was Noh Hajun, who had yet to burn even a hair on Su-hyeon.

"What are you doing? You've slowed down since earlier!"

While mocking Su-hyeon, Noh Hajun felt his irritation rising inwardly.

'He's like a housefly. Somehow enduring.'

But no matter how nimble a fly might be, it's still just a fly in the end.

"Then I'll burn you whole!"

Kyaoooo!

The Black Flame Dragon roared and began to increase its size even more.

Chiiiiik.

The sweat on Su-hyeon's forehead evaporated instantly just from the radiant heat.

'In this situation, it's difficult to use [Liberation].'

With his body temperature so elevated, it wouldn't last long under the overload when using [Liberation].

'[Liberation] isn't an all-purpose skill that can be used anytime, anywhere.'

That was also why Su-hyeon was striving to build sustainable combat power without relying on [Liberation] as much as possible.

However.

'Resistance.'

Doogeun!

Su-hyeon successfully lowered his body temperature significantly by activating [Resistance], which had proved quite effective in his fight with Min Hae-na.

'Good. This should be enough to maintain my motor functions considerably.'

The mana consumption was severe, but this was no time to worry about that.

"Do you know how many Squad Leaders I've killed so far?"

Noh Hajun said.

"Yet you, a mere first-year cadet, have endured this long, which I don't understand. It's not like your strength seems particularly greater than theirs."

"Well, I guess I was lucky."

"Let me warn you in advance, if you try to play tag inadequately again with me in this state, I'm going to burn all those humans down below to ashes."

So don't piss me off by trying to stall ineptly, the Ma-in smiled.

'Treating me exactly like a toy.'

Su-hyeon thought.

'Warning me so the toy doesn't run away. He's really looking down on me.'

And he had to rely on that carelessness to barely buy time.

"Don't worry, I have no such intention."

Su-hyeon firmly gripped the Moonless Sword with both hands.

"I have no such intention."

"That's how you should be."

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Around the GOP area located in the border region between Gangwon and Gyeonggi provinces.

"Situation terminated as of current time!"

The Execution Force and hunters who had completed the subjugation of the Centaur forces sat down right on the ground.

"Whew, they were more terrible than expected."

"Especially that executive. A Centaur running through the sky, I've seen all sorts of strange things in my life."

"He was terrifyingly strong. It was like seeing our captain."

The Squad Leader shook his head at the 8th Unit Execution Force member's words.

"Come on, he's still no match for our captain."

"That's true, right?"

"Anyway, good job everyone. Now let's clean up the site and have a big bowl of soju..."

That's when it happened.

"Urgent news! Currently, [Sword of Belphegor] has appeared at Gwanghwamun Square and is attacking protesters!"

The members at the scene were shocked by the communications officer's shout.

"What did you say?"

"Those crazy bastards! How dare those Ma-in raid our capital?"

"So? How's the battle situation?"

"They're engaged in combat, but because it was such a sudden attack, there's great confusion among citizens, and already dozens of members at the scene have been killed or injured!"

"I'll tear those bastards apart!"

"Was this also bait from those bastards?"

"Quiet! Calm down!"

The 8th Unit vice-captain in charge of field command asked the communications officer.

"Where is our captain now?"

"He has already received the emergency contact and departed."

"Good. What about the others?"

"The Sword Warrior has departed."

"Huh!"

The captains of the 8th and 11th Units.

The members stirred at the two names that could not be taken lightly.

"If we can hold out until those two arrive, that should be enough!"

"Right, there aren't many high-ranking Ma-in who can even match one of them!"

"So it's just a matter of time."

The 8th Unit vice-captain, sighing, raised his voice.

"Hurry up! Let's quickly clean up the site and get ready to deploy!"

"Understood!"

"Huk! Huwook!"

There was a swordsman running through the city's forest of buildings as if crossing stepping stones.

The man's name was 'Sword Warrior' Lee Cheong-myeong.

He is the captain leading the 11th Unit composed of swordsmen, and is known to be in the second-highest realm of swordsmanship after his father, the Sword God.

"Ha Jin-su, that bastard!"

'Rusty Sword' Ha Jin-su.

A Ma-in who could be called a mortal enemy of the Lee family, and once the most promising swordsman of his generation.

"He is the one I cannot forgive."

He could be called the enemy of all human swordsmen.

'Incurable Wounds, his vicious nature is unbecoming of a swordsman.'

Cheong-myeong had disliked Ha Jin-su since the time he was human.

'But I heard he had his arm cut off by Ho-seung. It seems [Sword of Belphegor] has quite a high-level healer.'

That wasn't all.

Even from the brief battle watched through the screen, it was clearly felt that Ha Jin-su had reached a much higher realm than before.

'Did he gain some realization after being cut by Ho-seung?'

If so, he must subdue him at this opportunity...

Just as he was biting his lip in impatience.

"Hmm?"

Dagudak dagudak!

The sound of horse hooves galloping through the air came from afar.

'Could it be?'

"Captain Lee Cheong-myeong!"

"Captain Ma Seunggeon?"

'Sky Knight' Ma Seunggeon.

A man who is one of only three Pegasus riders in the world and the captain of the 8th Unit specializing in aerial combat was approaching at lightning speed.

"Are you also heading to Gwanghwamun, Captain Lee?"

"That's right!"

"That's great. Let's go together!"

Keureuk!

The Pegasus, which had suddenly gained an extra person, snorted once as if feeling heavy, then flew through the sky with even fiercer momentum.

"I'll increase the speed a bit more!"

Pushuuuuung!

A beam of light crossed the sky of Seoul.

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"Ma-in bastards, that's far enough!"

The thundering shout from the sky reverberated throughout the square filled with screams and shouts.

"It's Captain Ma Seunggeon!"

"Captain Ma has arrived!"

Ma Seunggeon, the Pegasus rider holding a polearm extended for horseback with his right hand and wearing a cavalry saber on his left waist.

And the Sword Warrior Lee Cheong-myeong, who had built countless achievements with a single sword.

The sight of the two captains descending from the sky like saviors instantly drew the attention of everyone in the square.

"The captains have arrived!"

"Great, we're good now!"

The Execution Force members cheered.

"Ah~ In the end, he came. Our Mr. Sword Warrior."

Rusty Sword Ha Jin-su smiled slyly as he let go of the collar of a half-dead Execution Force member.

"The damn old monster Sword God's youngest bastard son has arrived."

Lee Ho-seung, Lee Cheong-myeong, Lee Un-hak.

To Ha Jin-su, they were all just targets to be slaughtered.

"I'll take care of that bastard."

"Will you be alright?"

Ha Jin-su growled at the Summoner's question.

"Hey you bastard, what do you mean by that?"

"......I've heard about Lee Cheong-myeong's power until my ears have calluses."

"You mean whether someone like you, who got your arm cut off by Lee Ho-seung, can defeat that guy?"

"......"

"Shut up and just watch."

Ha Jin-su unleashed dark and turbid sword energy on his reddish rusty sword.

"The me then and the me now are completely different."

Lee Cheong-myeong, feeling his gaze, calmly raised his fighting spirit.

"I'll go first, Captain Ma."

Lee Cheong-myeong, who jumped from a height of hundreds of meters, began to fall straight toward Ha Jin-su.

"Good luck."

Ma Seunggeon, who murmured lowly, looked at the Ma-in who would be his opponent.

Battle Maniac Jang Su-il.

A vicious red Ma-in who had withstood the persistent pursuit of the Execution Force for a long time even before joining [Sword of Belphegor].

"Today I will cut off your head and appease the souls of my comrades."

He spurred his Pegasus as he extended his tightly gripped spear forward.

Hihihihing!

The Pegasus, responding to its master's anger, roared and began to charge.

"Let's go!"

Dagudak dagudak!

The Pegasus's charge, running through the sky and plunging down.

"Uhahaha, come on!"

Jang Su-il stood in place waiting, then thrust out his fist to meet it.

Kwaaaaaaang!

A tremendous shockwave shattered the road and broke windows.

"Kuhahaha! Not bad! This heavy hand feeling! It's been so long!"

"You, you've increased your strength since before."

Ma Seunggeon twisted his mouth as he looked at Jang Su-il's massive body, which hadn't moved even 1cm despite the lance charging of horse and rider unity.

"Does it seem so? I'm still far from my peak though."

Just how much power resided in that body.

Even he couldn't gauge it yet.

'Still, his strength is truly absurd. I heard he broke Oh Chang-seong's ribs without breaking a sweat.'

He knew Oh Chang-seong's skills well.

"How long has it been since I hit something properly like this and it didn't fly away! Even that Oh Chang-seong didn't dare to take this fist and just ran away!"

"It seems you're the type with a bigger mouth than fist."

Babababak!

Even as Ma Seunggeon unleashed spear strikes, freely wielding the heavy polearm, Jang Su-il didn't retreat a single step and instead advanced forward.

"Heup!"

Kwaang!

Ma Seunggeon, who deflected the intense wave created by Jang Su-il's fist with his spear and flew up into the sky, once again spurred the Pegasus's belly and thrust his spear straight down from the air.

Kwaaaang!

"How stupid! I can see everything!"

Just before being stabbed in the neck by him, Jang Su-il grabbed the spear shaft and was about to slam Ma Seunggeon to the ground when.

Seogek!

Ma Seunggeon, drawing his saber with lightning speed, cut Jang Su-il's arm and drew blood.

"Kuhehe, blood! To draw blood from my body! You truly are amazing!"

Every time Jang Su-il laughed, the tattoos covering his entire body glowed brighter.

"A Ma-in acting so arrogant as if you amount to something."

That sight irritated Ma Seunggeon.

"Your impudence is a bit excessive, insect."

"Haha! Human, to my eyes, you look no different from a winged bug."

"Fine, Jang Su-il."

Pure and powerful spear energy rose fiercely like a beacon from Ma Seunggeon's polearm as he sheathed his saber.

"From now on, I will break you as a knight."