Translator: Seven

  Editor: Ana_Banana

  The situation just before the battle was filled with tension.

  Boom!

  Then the corpse explosion caused the entire situation to become distorted.

  “Ack!”


  “Kuk!”


  The wizards at the back were basically powerless.

  “Damn it!”


  “Hang on!”


  The healers waiting in the second row turned to help the wizards and the tanks at the front were then forced into a scuffle without realising that there were no healers paying attention to them at that point.

  Sam Oliver was the only one who wasn’t shaken by the series of events.

  And Kim Woo-jin was the only one who moved to deal with Sam Oliver. So the two rushed toward each other, weapons in hand.

  The eyes of the two rushing forward were different from normal.

  Sam Oliver’s eyes were shining with a rarely seen determination and Kim Woo-jin’s eyes behind the Grim Reaper’s mask shined golden. (TL: I‘d just like to point out that no one shouted ‘Isaac Ivanov’ yet)

  There was a difference between the two.

  Sam Oliver was already anticipating the difficulty of the coming fight, but Kim Woo-jin was using the brief period before the fight began, to instead analyze Sam Oliver’s status by using the Eye of Horus.

  ‘Percival’s Spear.’


  [Percival’s Spear]-

  Rating: Legendary-

  Physical Attack: 255-

  Required Level: Level 1 or higher-

  Description: A spear used by the Knight Percival. Wounds caused by this spear are not easy to recover-

  Increased physical attack in proportion to the level of the user-

  Increased base damage by 30% when attacking-

  Increased penetration

  Naturally, an analysis of Percival’s Spear was also done.

  In fact, there wasn’t much of a need for the analysis.

  ‘This is my third time meeting it.’


  Kim Woo-jin had had two experiences with the player who wielded Percival’s Spear before returning to the past.

  Of course, they weren’t very good experiences.

  ‘It was dangerous both times.’


  Battles that were fierce enough to cross the line of being considered life and death would be hard to consider as good experiences.

  Regardless, he acknowledged that Percival’s Spear was a good weapon.

  A weapon that was powerful enough to give the legendary Hunting Dog, Kim Woo-jin, bad memories.

  ‘Because there’s no way to stop this unique item…’


  Firstly, the effect that increased its penetration power was a major problem.

  The explanation of the effect was simple, but in fact the power of that effect was unstoppable unless it was facing another legendary item.

  ‘The moment it attacked it would leave a fatal wound.’


  More importantly, it also had the ability to reduce one’s resilience.

  As indicated in the description before, wounds caused by Percival’s Spear were not easy to recover from.

  This meant that even with a powerful recovery ability or healing factor, fast recovery was impossible and even with recovery skills or items it was impossible to treat.

  The synergy caused by the combination of those two seemingly simple effects, was much more powerful that one would initially expect.

  ‘I should avoid face to face confrontations.’


  Naturally, Kim Woo-jin had absolutely no intentions of matching the powerful Percival’s Spear head on.

  ‘It must end in one exchange.’


  What he wanted was only one exchange.

  And that exchange had begun.

  “Hup!”


  After taking a deep breath, Sam Oliver thrust his spear towards Kim Woo-jin’s head at a fast pace.

  Wik!

  Kim Woo-jin avoided by turning his head to the side as if he’d expected such an attack from the beginning.

  ‘He aimed for the head as expected.’


  No, he’d already known.

  ‘Because there was an 88% probability.’


  Kim Woo-jin knew this because Sam Oliver preferred fast endings, whenever he intended to end a battle quickly, he would aim for the head 88% of the time and this information had been gained by Kim Woo-jin in the month that he’d been followed by the Frontier Guild’s group in the dungeons.

  Naturally, as Sam Oliver had approached him like he’d expected, Kim Woo-jin carried out the plan he’d prepared.

  Puhp! (TL: literally ‘??’ )

  Kim Woo-jin bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of black blood in Sam Oliver’s face.

  “Kuk!”


  The blood entered through the holes in Sam Oliver’s helmet and went into his eyes.

  [You have been poisoned by Black Blood.]

  The poison alert popped up for both Kim Woo-jin and Sam Oliver.

  [You have been blinded.]

  And another notification followed immediately.

  “Huh?”


  With that announcement, Sam Oliver’s world became dyed black, causing him to be rather scared.

  He couldn’t help but be surprised.

  ‘The Third tail of the Nine-tailed Fox is really convenient.’


  He would have never imagined that Kim Woo-jin was in position of the Third tail of the Nine-tailed Fox nor that he was capable of blinding his opponents simply by spitting some blood.

  Kim Woo-jin, who’d achieved his goal, kicked the now distracted Sam Oliver.

  Bang!

  Sam Oliver quickly took a few steps backward before he caught himself and lowered his posture with the spear held in front of him, trying to monitor his surroundings with his other senses since he couldn’t use his eyes.

  “Fuck!” (english)

  He had an amazing sense of balance as well as an admirable ability to cope.

  Sam Oliver still had the will to fight.

  However, Kim Woo-jin no longer had any intentions of fighting Sam Oliver, so he naturally took a few steps back.

  Instead, Sam Oliver’s new opponents appeared.

  Rattle!

  Three Sawtooth Wolf skeletons, they would be Sam Oliver’s new opponents.