Chapter 325
Chapter 325: District 7 (2)
Outskirts of District 7, Red Flag temporary base.
“Kim Minwoo. Kill him, or at least tie up his ankles.”
Red Flag executive ‘Herman’ held out a document.
Ifrin did not take the document.
Instead, she was trimming her nails while leaning against the window.
Sweat formed on Herman's forehead.
It was always like this when he stood in front of that woman.
A feeling of his heart shrinking.
‘Eyes of the Reaper.’
The sniper said to pierce the heart of a target from hundreds of kilometers away. The moment she put her eye to the scope, the target's lifespan ended.
A top-tier powerhouse even in District 2.
For such a monster to be trimming her nails right now.
“You mean that monster?”
Ifrin opened her mouth first.
“……You know of him.”
“Since the rumors of District 8 have spread all the way here.”
Irokes deceased.
Demonic Cult dispatch unit annihilated.
Deal with the Blood Witch.
Her long ears, characteristic of elves, trembled minutely.
Herman did not miss that reaction.
Ifrin showed interest.
That indifferent bitch.
“I heard he's a close-combat monster.”
The hand trimming her nails paused for a moment and then moved again.
“His swordsmanship is at a bizarre level, and his summons are legion-class. On top of that, an all-rounder who slathers on money.”
“So does that mean you will refuse?”
The corners of Ifrin's mouth went up.
Seeing that smile, a chill ran down Herman's spine.
That was the eye of a predator that had found its prey.
Exactly the same as when she looked at a target.
“How much are you going to give me?”
“1 billion Marks.”
The hand trimming her nails stopped.
“Wow.”
Ifrin looked straight at Herman for the first time.
“Blood Wolf must be really angry, huh? It was worth coming down personally.”
“Is it an acceptance?”
“Fine.”
She stood up.
The long rifle slung across her back gleamed under the moonlight.
“Deposit half of it first.”
“I will.”
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Central part of District 7, a ruined spire.
Ifrin lay face down at the edge of the rooftop.
The plaza could be seen beyond the scope.
Kim Minwoo's party had just arrived. Four massive silhouettes.
The procession of Dragon Tooth Soldiers following behind them.
‘It's exactly like the rumors.’
She licked her lips.
However, she was not afraid.
To a sniper, distance was life.
Because no matter how strong someone was, they couldn't block a bullet flying from an unseen place.
“Shall we begin.”
Along with the whisper.
A silver pattern wrapped around her body.
[Heavenly Projection].
Along with a massive increase in stats.
Chiiiiik―.
The air heated up.
Ifrin's pupils were dyed golden.
Her muscles grew taut, her ears perked up, and the senses of her entire body became sensitive to their limits.
Mana condensed in the gun barrel.
One shot.
She put everything into this one shot.
‘Even the monsters of District 1 would try to avoid getting hit by this.’
The back of Kim Minwoo's head entered the scope.
A cold smile.
For a mere Necromancer, covering long distances would be difficult.
“Just one shot and it's over.”
Bang―!
A flash cut through the empty air.
A bullet exceeding the speed of sound.
However…….
Kwaang―!
The bullet was blocked.
“……What?”
Ifrin's eyes widened.
Four shadows stood like a wall in front of Kim Minwoo. Cedric's spear bounced the bullet off, and Vulcan's whip burned the remaining fragments.
‘Crazy. That speed from that distance?’
Her heart sank with a thud.
At that moment.
Beyond the scope.
Kim Minwoo turned his head.
Accurately.
Toward her.
“……!”
Their eyes met.
A distance hundreds of meters away.
A distance that wouldn't even look like a dot without a scope.
But those eyes…….
‘He's looking at me.’
Goosebumps rose on her spine.
Kim Minwoo's lips moved.
She could read them even from afar.
‘Find her. And kill her.’
Ifrin jumped up.
“Damn it―!”
She threw her body.
The moment she kicked off the rooftop and tried to jump down.
Jjeojeok―.
Jjeojeojeojeok―!!!
The ground beneath her feet froze.
“Keueuk?!”
The earth froze over entirely.
The spire, the surrounding buildings, and even the air froze white.
She slipped.
The moment she lost her balance and was about to fall.
Silver hair entered her vision.
Merhen was floating in the empty air.
Blue pupils looked down indifferently.
―Found you.
A cold voice.
―Idiot.
“Fucking hell!”
Ifrin twisted her body.
She barely caught her balance with the physical abilities of Heavenly Projection and rolled to the side.
Jjeojeojeok―!
The spot she was at just a moment ago was covered in an ice pillar.
“Even their long-range check is to this extent?!”
Her heels felt cold.
Looking down, the tips of her boots were frozen white.
If she had been even a little late, her ankles would have frozen along with them.
Another strike.
Jjeojeok―.
A chill brushed past her ear.
The tip of her pointed ear froze slightly and fell off.
“……!”
Blood flowed.
However, Ifrin laughed.
She read the trajectory of the freezing magic.
It was fast and accurate, but it wasn't an instant death skill.
A structure where getting hit slows you down, slowing down leads to getting hit by the next shot, and freezing to death like that.
Conversely speaking, she just had to dodge it.
‘This is fun. To think a mere summon is at this level…….’
Her heart raced.
It wasn't fear, but excitement.
Before she knew it, the four Legion Commanders were closing the distance.
“Hah.”
She felt it instinctively.
If she showed her back, she would die.
The iron rule engraved by her long mercenary life.
The side running away in a chase is always at a disadvantage.
When she saw the coordination neatly blocking a single bullet earlier…….
It wasn't just a matter of matching their breathing well.
They moved like a single organism.
She drew her twin pistols.
‘Close combat, huh.’
The corners of her mouth twitched up.
How long had it been?
Chiiiiik―.
The light of Heavenly Projection grew deeper.
Her golden pupils blazed.
“Haha! Plunging into the jaws of death is how you find a way to survive!”
Ifrin laughed, baring her teeth.
Tadadadadaang―!
The twin pistols spewed fire.
Flashes ran rampant, and bullet casings poured down like rain.
Cedric's spear cut through the empty air.
Ifrin twisted her body and dodged.
Simultaneously, the trigger.
Tang! Tang!
Vulcan's whip snatched the bullets.
Sparks flew.
“Slow!”
Ifrin stepped back with a sneer.
At that moment, a cutting wind from behind her back.
Hwiiiing―.
She ducked her head.
A few strands of hair were cut off.
Fingernails brushed past right in front of her nose.
Tadadadadaang―!
She did not stop.
Even while rolling, even while running, the muzzle did not rest.
Attacks pouring in from four directions.
She pierced through those gaps and drove bullets in.
Jjeojeok―!
The ground beneath her feet froze again.
Merhen's chill bit at her ankles.
“So annoying―!”
Ifrin stomped her foot.
The ice broke.
Using that recoil, she launched her body and spun in mid-air.
Taang! Taang! Taang!
Three shots.
Accurately one shot each toward Cedric, Vulcan, and Olivia.
Kkang―!
Chwaak―!
Chaeng―!
They were all blocked.
However, Ifrin was smiling.
The class of a powerhouse does not change anywhere.
That was the same even in District 7.
Tadadadadang―!!!
The sound of gunfire did not cease.
Flashes ran rampant between the ruined buildings.
Ifrin kicked off the wall and leaped up.
Spinning in mid-air. The twin pistols spewed fire.
Tang! Tang! Tang!
Cedric's spear bounced the bullets off.
Simultaneously, Vulcan's whip cut through the empty air.
“Keueuk―!”
She barely dodged.
However, the moment she landed, the ground beneath her feet froze.
Jjeojeok―!
Merhen's chill bit at her ankles.
Her balance collapsed. Not missing that gap, Olivia's fingernails brushed past her shoulder.
Blood splattered.
“Haa, haa…….”
Her breathing became rough.
Her coat became tattered, and her entire body was covered in blood. Blood flowed down from the tip of her cut-off ear.
The light of Heavenly Projection was gradually becoming faint.
The three of them pressed in simultaneously.
Spear, whip, and fingernails poured down from all directions.
Tadadadadang―!
Ifrin gritted her teeth and pulled the triggers.
Even as she blocked and blocked, there was no end. If she dodged one shot, two shots flew in. They pushed relentlessly from four directions.
‘Crazy……!’
The class of a powerhouse does not change anywhere.
However, this was too much.
All four are overwhelming monsters, but all at once?
Peok―!
Vulcan's whip brushed past her flank.
The smell of burning flesh rose.
“Keuaaak―!”
A scream erupted.
Her knees buckled.
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“It's taking a bit?”
Kim Minwoo looked down at the battlefield from atop the Bone Dragon.
Gunfire erupted, flashes ran rampant, and screams rang out from far away. For three Legion Commanders to drag it out this long against a single person.
‘Seeing as she's ranked 3rd in District 2, it seems she runs wild to this extent even after taking the District 7 penalty.’
The corners of his mouth went up.
It was interesting.
“Let's go.”
The Bone Dragon spread its wings.
The massive skeleton dragon cut through the night sky and headed toward the battlefield.
In the middle of the ruins.
Ifrin panted while leaning her back against a collapsed wall.
“Haa…… Haa…….”
Her entire body was battered.
Blood flowed down her face. Her coat was torn, and pieces of her armor had fallen off. The light in her golden pupils was fading.
Kuuung―.
The sky darkened.
She raised her head.
A massive shadow was descending.
The hem of a black coat fluttered atop the back of the skeleton dragon.
Kim Minwoo was looking down.
“Hey.”
A cold voice.
“Sniper, you're holding out quite well?”
Ifrin's eyes flashed.
The last chance.
Before her thoughts could even continue, her hand moved first.
The long rifle was summoned from the empty air.
Mana condensed.
Aim.
The trigger.
Taang―!!!!
A bullet exceeding the speed of sound.
It was before the Legion Commanders could even react.
Seueuk―.
A sword cut through the empty air.
Kkang―!!!
Hell Rhapsody deflected the bullet.
A terrible metallic sound echoed through the night sky. Sparks flew. The bullet flew far away and pierced through a building.
“……”
Ifrin stared blankly.
A sniper's single shot.
Seeing it with bare eyes.
And striking it away with a sword.
The long rifle fell from her hands.
Her strength drained.
Her blood-stained lips went up bitterly.
“Hah…….”
A laugh leaked out.
“You Red Flag sons of bitches.”
She dropped her head.
Her shoulders drooped.
“If I knew he was this kind of monster, I shouldn't have taken the request…….”
Kim Minwoo, having dismounted from the Bone Dragon, slowly walked toward Ifrin.
Every time his boots stepped on the debris, a rustling sound rang out.
That sound was strangely clear.
Like the sound of a drum ringing right before a death sentence.
“You're quite strong.”
Kim Minwoo said.
Ifrin spat blood.
“……Hah. Cough! To hear this kind of crap from a District 7 newbie bastard. I've really fallen low…….”
“Well. You won't die, probably.”
“……What?”
Ifrin's eyes were dyed with doubt.
“Are you saying you'll spare my life or something?”
“No. You missed a syllable.”
“……What syllable?”
“Re.”
“Re, vive…….”
Ifrin's eyes turned fierce.
Only then did she realize the meaning.
She wouldn't die.
Not that he would spare her.
Even if he kills her, he will revive her.
A Necromancer.
“You son of a bitch…….”
Seogeok―!
Before she could even finish her words.
Her head flew up lightly into the sky.