Beat the Boss Mob

65 – Two Steps to Ruin

“….”

Rion slowly threw herself on her throne. This time, it was really, really hard.

Jureuk-

At the sound of something flowing, he quietly examined his body.

It’s a mess. He was cut and stabbed here and there, and dark red blood flowed down.

“… Under.”

Suddenly, laughter came out. Blood comes out of the real body, not the shell.

They say that he is the owner of the tower or that he is the devil, but in the end, when it cracks, red things come out.

Injuries, of course, hurt. It’s painful. My body seems to be burning.

But what bothered him even more than the physical pain was the circumstances from before.

Even now, if I close my eyes, I think of that time and I feel like going crazy.

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“Why? Why! Why baby!-“

Every time Enlil screamed, Leon felt his heart split.

I would like to cover my ears if I can. I don’t want to hear even a little bit.

But it is impossible. No, even if it was possible, it shouldn’t be.

All of this was led by you, so you have to accept it calmly.

That’s your duty and destiny. Yes, that was it.

Kwajik!― Cheack!―

Sword strikes full of rage. In the meantime, the thick bloody intentions were scattered.

The will to kill without fail raised Enlil to an overwhelming level in an instant.

A swordsmanship that has already reached the highest level a human can achieve.

A very roaring mana technique where you set fire to it yourself.

Her skill has risen to the level where the water is rising.

She has enough to fight against herself. Maybe she can overwhelm.

But something was missing. There had to be something decisive.

If I had more time, I might have found a different method and a different result.

She might not have had to take the path that hurts everyone like she does now.

However, there is not much time. Only two months left.

If you go beyond that, it’s over. Enlil, the world, and Leon himself.

Because of that, Leone couldn’t take any more adventures. She had to do this.

Chack!―

As she thinks about something else for a moment, a long line of blood forms on her shoulder.

She thought it was out of reach, but it was a gap that could never be reached.

Enlil finally managed to increase her reach to a superhuman level.

As a result, black energy and dark red blood gushed out.

“I trusted you. I followed you! I thought that only you could understand me, a place where I could reach after everything was over! Just for fun?! Was it to play with?! Crazy bastard!”

With each swing of the sword, there is a terrifyingly sharp hatred.

A moderate amount of anger is imbued with rage that you wouldn’t even dare to show your business card to.

Enlil’s sword cut down whatever stood in her way.

Leone’s shadow, which had threatened her until now, and her black energy were all there.

“aaa! aaa!!”

However, the rage and hatred that Enlil exudes also has a crucial problem.

It is said that if one’s own attack succeeds, it can inflict tremendous damage, but on the contrary, when an enemy’s attack comes in, instead of avoiding or blocking it, it just accepts it and prepares for the next attack.

Pu-wook! Puffy!

Naturally, each time they attacked each other, she also had more scars all over her body.

And usually in a fight like this, the human will fall before the non-human.

Fluffy!—

Maybe it’s because she moved her body to the point where she thought it was excessive due to her anger.

Or was it temporarily ruined by bleeding from a severe injury?

Enlil’s legs, which had been pushed to the limit, collapsed.

That was the end of the fight. I can’t move any more, what should I do?

But Enlil never seemed to have any intention of ending it like this.

“Turn it off! Turn it off!! Move, move Move!!”

Screaming, hitting the ground, even punching my leg.

I can’t even do that, so I try to put my weight on one leg that is moving in a hurry.

But will that work? Bondi humans are beings that stand on two legs.

Enlil staggered and fell forward.

The impact caused her sword to fall forward as well.

“….”

Unfortunately, that’s it for this time. Enlil fell before her, she said.

That intense hatred, the anger that seemed to melt everything, even the resentment towards oneself.

Everything worked, but I was so excited that I collapsed on my own.

Now, when it comes next, it will be something other than a blazing fire.

It’s so cold, it’s as if you’ll freeze if you touch it.

“Get it away.”

“….”

“Don’t look at me that way. I mean don’t look!”

I struggled to stand up, but I was wrong with that leg.

I don’t know if it’s cured, but with that condition, it’s impossible to even walk, let alone fight.

Leone let out a small sigh and slowly walked towards her.

“It was a short cut. If I had stayed a little more calm, so I would have adjusted the distance between your attacks and mine, and adjusted the intensity of the injuries that will be engraved on your body.”

“I will pluck out that tongue. I’ll dig out all those eyes in her! Cut off limbs!—”

“The words are good, but go there. Didn’t you lose again in the end?”

Having said that, Leon slowly sat down in front of her Enlil.

Then Enlil wiggles his arms and tries to catch him.

But that was nothing more than an act of weakness, with no strength whatsoever.

“It will be over soon. Either you or me.”

“I hate you, master of the tower. Leon, I hate you.”

“… This is the last time, Enlil. If you disappoint me again….”

Leon carefully grabbed Enlil’s face.

Then she put her lips on her forehead one last time.

“At that time, you will be in the same situation as your seniors, who have become infamous guests. No, no. Wouldn’t it be better to cut off all your limbs and enjoy your body?”

Hi, hello. Goodbye to this now Enlil, my champion.

This will be the last one. Everything you and me

“Bastard! Don’t talk like that! I will definitely kill you I will erase you from the world!”

“If you can, try it. I don’t know if I can do that again.”

I’m sorry. I do not ask for forgiveness or understanding. I just want you to know

I have no choice but to do this. This is the best way to protect you and your world.

“See you next time. Eleanor Celestine. My warrior.”

“Me like that! Don’t play with it! I am not your toy!—”

With a flash, Enlil was banished from the tower.

The fluctuating mana, the glistening life, the burning anger, everything disappears.

Once again, a terribly cold silence came to this space.

“….”

Rion, who was staring blankly at the place where Enlil had disappeared, sat back down.

Something seems to be collapsing. It shatters and scatters to the floor.

Something that can never be picked up again. Something that can’t even be put together.

The dice have been thrown, and now all that remains is one final clash.

“… f*ck you.”

Is there any word that can express my feelings more perfectly than this?

Leon let out a soulless laugh and looked at the place where Enlil had left.

Koo-goo-gu-

Until time passed and the door finally opened again.

“The Master of the Tower.”

Saint, Seria. Another warrior who arrived here for the first time since Enlil.

However, compared to Enlil, the odds of success are low, and the opponent has no arrangements.

“….”

A dark murderous intent rises in Leon’s heart as if suddenly.

I want to kill that woman named Seria right away. I want to play with it to my heart’s content.

I want to hear a weak scream and a sharp moan come out of that mouth.

An emotion elicited by lamentation over one’s situation, by all the anger and despair of the current situation.

Leone, barely holding her own as she tried to destroy her, took a deep breath and looked at her.

‘There must be a reason why that woman came all the way here.’

Lion thought so, but then suddenly came to mind, ‘What if we do it this way?’.

It shouldn’t be like this, but really, isn’t there such a thing as a one-time thing?

The reality is that some other arrangement is needed to prepare for that.

Seria, who had just appeared, was perfect for that arrangement.

‘Is that why she was able to come this far? Anyway, she really is a saint.’

Lion burst into laughter and slowly stood up from the throne.

Dark red blood flowed down and formed a puddle, but that didn’t matter.

“Seria.”

“… Wait, how do you know my name?”

Have you ever explained yourself to that being?

No. Never been like that It’s all about always fighting and losing.

Or could it be that the existence revealed his memories?

“Seria.”

No matter what thoughts, what possibilities she comes up with.

Leone continued her words, thinking only of one thing.

“Please, only one.”

Since you saved me so far, shouldn’t I pay for it?

Leone smiled at her and flew towards her in an instant.

No matter what you do, as the owner of the tower, you must defeat the hero.