"Wow."
"...It's begun."
The brilliant sunlight, a clear day without a single cloud.
A perfect day for an old-fashioned picnic under a gentle breeze. However, all that was beneath was iron and corpses. In fact, there were no corpses. However, the countless golden liquids scattered on the grass told us that there had been a fierce battle here.
Unlike before, the body creaked considerably. Blood still flowed from various parts of the body. However, the vivid blue light shining from the eyes suggested that the one being who had slaughtered all 300 people in less than 20 minutes had not lost his fighting spirit.
And below that, about 150 ters away. Laurentina appeared in a way no one could have imagined. However, this ti, the weapon she was holding was none other than a... a chainsaw with a circular blade.
How on earth did she co up with sothing like that? That question wasn't all that sexy.
After all, it was cool.
───Booooong!
The saw blade spun with a terrible sound. Surprisingly, this was not the weapon Laurentina had chosen herself - there was quite a backstory to it.
Unlike the previous version, Eugene had suffered considerable physical damage, and accordingly, the reverse compensation applied to Laurentina also increased - around that ti, she added that the use of the harpoon would be significantly difficult if her physical ability decreased below 50%, and at that ti, the engineers were in agony.
So, among the nurous cold weapons listed, Laurentina picked up the most vicious weapon among the modern weapons that had been updated to Glory and Honor for April Fool's Day for a short ti on April 1st.
Circular chainsaw.
It was ti to prepare people instead of grass and trees.
"... This is ridiculous."
Ha.
Even Eugene, who seed to be able to easily crush and kill one or two people with just his montum, burst into laughter at the weapon. Even from a distance of a hundred ters, the creepy engine sound of a chainsaw erupted.
How should I deal with that? That was exactly what Eugene was interested in. She thought she might know why Laurentina had brought it out. In order to deal with a chainsaw, which was the complete opposite of a harpoon that was extrely focused on stabbing, the necessary thodology had to be the complete opposite.
In other words, unlike before, she had to re-organize Laurentina’s counterasures from the beginning, and perhaps the other side wanted to see that, which is why they chose that weapon.
Or, well, what can I do?
Eugene thought as he decided to deduce the attack thod first.
75m until collision.
‘It’s a weapon that is completely opposite of a harpoon that specializes in stabbing. The attack range would be incomparably wide, and even a slight touch would cause considerable damage.'
Even if half of his physical abilities were lost, that alone was scary enough.
Even at this point, when various technologies that were only seen in science fiction are gradually becoming reality, there was no one who could reach 3 vs. 2,000, and an EM-class manifestation could achieve that record with half of his physical abilities limited - so Eugene let out a laugh mixed with anxiety.
If he was unlucky, he could also et a terrible death.
Hoping that it wouldn't be today, Eugene began to formulate a way to gain an advantage over the man with the circular chainsaw in his head.
Praying that the hamr in his right hand would do its job well.
"... and how could only that be the case among so many weapons."
"Pleasure and interest co before efficiency.
Then that's right.
And at that point, Eugene discarded all other thoughts, realized that the distance had narrowed to within 50 ters, and focused his attention to observe every single movent of Laurentina's fingers.
The circular chainsaw that seed to be inextricably linked to his arm. The two people's heartbeats began to soar in ti with it, spinning so fast that it felt like a blast of fla was about to burst out, and when it reached its limit.
Laurentina jumped toward Eugene, kicking the ground as if it was crushing it.
An extre form of attack that could not even be compared to the previous session began.
───Ka-ga-gak!
"… Oh my gosh."
"Ahahaha, you know that running away like that isn't a good thing, youngest!"
It started.
The Trigger Happy Bismuri madness that was usually hidden by his uselessly elegant and old-fashioned appearance and speech began to manifest in earnest. The sight that was completely opposite to the extrely refined killing skills he had shown just a few dozen minutes ago beca a physical force and attempted to bite Eugene.
Dirt flew, rocks were ground, and the ground was torn apart. The thod of attack was much closer to the terrifying sight of a human boss from a Souls-like ga that boasted a thick core fan base in the past rather than a battle between people.
At least you could rebel against this. It did not co from unconditional evasion.
A showdown of strength and strength.
The hamr in Eugene's hand struck the saw blade that was spinning counterclockwise with an eerie sound.
At that mont, with a terrible sound Sparks flew.
───Kaaaang!
The saw blade shot up sharply.
At that mont, Eugene accelerated forward and landed a flying kick on Laurentina’s empty stomach. The sound of the squeak beca smaller like the Doppler effect, and Laurentina was thrown back a few dozen ters, barely managing to keep herself from rolling down the hill by embedding the spinning saw blade in the ground.
However, Eugene’s left arm wasn’t in great shape either.
“… Ugh."
Her left hand was tingling.
The saw blade bounced upwards. She used the gap to deliver a flying kick, but Laurentina bounced back and attacked her left hand with the chainsaw, and Eugene blocked it with his tomahawk, but it was difficult to predict the trajectory when she collided with the weapon spinning at high speed.
So, as she struck the saw blade a second ti, the weapon passed over Eugene's left arm, causing her to lose a large number of small muscles that played a major role in moving her left fingers. Considering the loss of HP, etc., both sides probably suffered similar damage.
And just as he said, Laurentina, who had received the enormous kinetic energy generated when colliding with a truck rushing at full speed, was struggling to climb the hill, writing down her impressions.
Precious rest ti. In the anti, Eugene quickly checked his physical condition.
"What's left... ."
Only her thumb and index finger were relatively intact.
Eugene sighed and tore her clothes, which were already close to rags, into a kind of string, and she held the tactical tomahawk with difficulty before wrapping the string around her hand. The golden liquid dripping from her arm was slowly staining the copper-colored string.
Of course, it was only a temporary asure.
It didn't take long for her to completely lose her left arm.
───Bwaaang!
"… !"
"Oh, this ti it went in properly."
Fortunately or unfortunately, Eugene's left arm fell off cleanly despite being hit by the saw.
The area below the elbow of Eugene's left arm was empty, and the mont she noticed it, the hand holding the axe fell to the floor with a thud. Of course, Laurentina's right leg was half-broken in return, but she was using the chainsaw that had been turned off as if it were a crutch.
Considering that one side had to die completely to end the fight, the fight between the two was going to be really brutal from now on.
Laurentina kicked the ground at a speed that made it hard to believe that she had injured her leg, and the fight began again.
"You can't think that it's over just because one leg is gone!"
Boom!
And this was true even though Eugene threw one of the two daggers he had been saving up at the tail, completely rendering his right leg useless.
Laurentina had a He pulled out the dagger that was stuck in his thigh, and at that mont, a golden liquid gushed out with a squeaking sound. Fortunately, the event match was almost entirely limited in gory expressions, and the wounds were expressed extrely vaguely.
So their actions were not rough.
The golden liquid that sprayed from Laurentina's thigh, which rotated around the circular chainsaw, covered Eugene's eyes without rcy, and when her eyes closed for a mont, Laurentina tried to throw the dagger stuck in her thigh at her opponent's head.
The damage was more serious than she thought, and she lost her balance just before throwing it.
The dagger pierced deep into Eugene's abdon.
"Oh no."
"Whew…!"
The next mont, Eugene pulled it out, and the dagger flew again, but Laurentina easily deflected it with her chainsaw.
But then the enraged party ca rushing in.
But Laurentina's weapon was a versatile large weapon that could attack with the saw blade, the lower tip of the spear, defend against attacks with the side, and even kick with the remaining foot if necessary - and how long had passed?
She had to face Eugene's situation head-on, where he staggered after being hit squarely in the jaw by Changjun, and the chainsaw bounced off of him as he swung his hamr.
But it didn't matter much.
Eugene had to sacrifice his right arm to blow Laurentina's weapon away.
"...It looks like he won't surrender even if he dies."
"Because he can still fight."
Swish.
Despite losing both arms, Eugene wrapped his tomahawk, which had been on the ground for quite so ti, around his tail and aid it straight ahead as if telling her to co closer if she could.
I taught him not to give up no matter what happened... but he really was a good listener. Laurentina thought so and checked if there were any weapons around her, but unfortunately there were none because she had either deflected them all or the youngest had knocked them all away.
There was nothing she could do.
She clenched her fists.
It was three minutes before the second and final event match ended with a cross-counter and a double K.O.
"Anyway, you guys are crazy, you're bragging to everyone in the neighborhood."
anwhile, sowhere in Arica, roughly 10,000 kiloters away.
Logan, who had finally been granted the right to wear a proper ACE patch on his shoulder - in other words, officially joined The Unit - was watching the bizarre situation unfolding in real ti in Korea, lying on a specially-made bed, full screen.
Tens of millions of people were watching with pleasure, but she alone was unable to enjoy it comfortably. Of the nearly 30 million total viewers worldwide, it was safe to say that no one was as troubled as Logan.
The reason was simple.
Logan was an EM-level equal to the two superhumans fighting in real ti.
"...Ha."
One thing was certain, within a day at the most, calls would co from all directions.
Or Anthony Owens, who was also his current boss, would sneak up on him. And he would say. The records officer or so friends from the Departnt of Defense were looking for him. And then the boring physical ability test would begin.
In the past, when he had multiple encounters with the youngest in the Dark Zone, the EM-class close combat data was secretly purchased by the Ministry of Defense for a large sum of money, so if he were to engage in such direct close combat… I wonder what would happen. What is certain is that Logan himself would likely be asked to do sothing like that.
To be honest, those two were literally flint.
The sparks that erupted when those two clashed were fiercely flying toward him.
And as expected,
───Wooooow!
"Fuck."
The terminal vibrated excitedly.
A large number of text ssages were flying through the military smartphone issued by the Ministry of Defense. As soon as he entered the secure SNS application, he was already greeted by six or seven requests and greetings. At the top was a text from Owens, who was also his superior.
Logan burst into laughter, calling the team leader, who answered right away.
"You damn guy."
"Haha, why, but. That's usually called a reflex gain…."
"If you say more than that, I'll send you to the hospital during the sparring later."
"It was a reflex loss."
A thumping sound rang out.
A voice that seed to already know everything tapped Logan's eardrums loosely.
"So, how many of your friends have been pretending to know?"
"They're already increasing, damn it."
"Respond appropriately. I'll cut off most things within my range. If there's no reaction, everyone's probably going to focus on Laurentina after she returns."
"That damn punk is going on vacation to Hawaii with the youngest after his deploynt."
"Then there's nothing we can do."
In the end, Owens couldn't hold back his laughter.
The laughter died down as Logan wondered how he could break this guy's ribs to get a good reputation and wondered what kind of power tackle he would use in the upcoming sparring session.
A small gasp.
And then the words.
"I guess we can just think about the bills we'll send to those two later."
"Of course. Of course we will."
Whether it was a headlock or a joint.
One thing was certain: the two of them would pay a price for throwing a tantrum at Logan.
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