Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 144



Episode 144: Great Legacy (1)

Exciting-!

Regal Vagos opened his eyes to the sound of his heart pounding in his head.

The surroundings were dark.

His body didn’t move and he could feel the sticky mucus on his skin.

As if curling up in amniotic fluid.

‘So did you even write this….’

There is no feeling that it was a waste.

If it had been his head that had been stabbed instead of his heart he would have definitely died no matter how he was.

I’m just curious about one thing.

How did he come to this point?

For some reason I am reminded of a conversation I had with an old colleague.

It was a conversation that took place before he betrayed the laws of heaven and placed a terrible curse on his body.

[Want me to tell you why you always lose money? You follow along taking only as much as you need at the time. Even in moments when victory is necessary.]

Of course card games and fighting are different.

Moreover the words themselves are absurd to apply to the current situation.

But the context is similar.

The winner could not be decided until five cards were collected and completed.

Exciting-!

To put it simply I lacked resolve.

I gave them away one by one and ended up here.

He gave me time because of the item I had been looking for for nearly a year.

He had to use a proverb.

Still these persistent guys didn’t give up.

I swung the dragon slayer sword several times determined to purge myself for at least a year but they stubbornly held on.

And now even the second heart has been used.

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Exciting-!

Regal Vagos finally admitted.

Because he looked down on his enemies he did not risk everything to fight them as if he were fighting a rival.

He got this far.

My heart is pounding my heart is pounding.

The beating cycle of the regenerated heart is shortened and light returns. He stood up brushing off the mucus that stuck to his body.

“….”

A barbarian was seen beyond the passage.

The guy was already walking towards this direction.

With a hole in his lung.

Red blood was dripping from his mouth.

Without even receiving support from the dwarf warrior next to him.

plod trudge.

He walks desperately.

Only one goal.

To kill the enemy.

Sigh.

He let go of the dagger at his waist.

And then I reconsidered my judgment.

As I spoke my heart that had been cursed recovered to some extent. The remnants of the curse remain but his physical abilities have returned to a certain level and he can now use his superpowers.

This result would not have been possible if it were not for Yongin’s characteristic that the source of strength is located in the heart.

‘I never thought it would be this bad.’

That too was unexpected.

This was the first time the ‘second heart’ was actually used.

Should I say it was a happy miscalculation?

Thanks to this the odds of winning went up significantly.

Trudging.

Of course they seem to have reached the end of soul exhaustion but that doesn’t change anything.

Just kill the dwarf warrior and you’re done.

Even that barbarian wouldn’t be able to defend himself with injuries like these on his body.

That’s what I thought.

At least until I look into his eyes.

‘It’s like seeing some kind of immortal being.’

Instead of a dagger he grabbed an Akze long sword.

The remnants of the curse remained in my heart and as soon as I held it I felt extreme pain. I have a feeling that if I spend more here I may never be able to use one arm. No I was sure.

but….

‘I’ll have to prepare myself to kill that damn bastard.’

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I give up about eight.

To kill your enemies.

To survive myself.

“Come Barbarian.”

***

He is taking steps unsteadily.

Next to him is a dwarf and behind him is Misha who is insisting that he will fight too.

“Good idea.”

The dwarf made it sound like he left Misha behind because he was worried but that wasn’t the only reason.

Rotmiller has not yet woken up.

If I wake up even for a moment there has to be someone left behind to take out the potion and throw it at me.

“Yes that guy is Dwalki….”

“Hikkuro swallow your anger. “If you die it’s over for all of us.”

“…I guess so.”

The dwarf swallowed back his burning emotions.

He knows it too.

He now realizes how important the mission he has to do is.

Trudging.

Take steps and narrow the distance.

Soon it became possible to check each other’s expressions.

There was no need for long words between us.

“Come Barbarian.”

As if he wasn’t tired of this he held up the Ark-made long sword and stared at us again.

What are the conditions for replacing Nimiral so that you can always take it out and use it when you need it? Cursing welled up in my throat but I didn’t have time to spit it out.

Tadat.

The one who attacked us first when we didn’t come.

But what is this again?

It’s not comparable to the first time but it’s moving faster than the last time I saw it.

This means that his physical condition has recovered quite a bit.

Why? I thought it definitely wasn’t a short-term injury.

From the beginning variables appear one after another.

Suddenly!

A shield that cuts like tofu.

It belongs to the dwarf who blocked my path.

I chased the guy away by stabbing him with the mace that turned into a short spear and then handed over my lithium shield to him without any hesitation.

“Use this.”

My shield isn’t in perfect condition either but I figured it would be better than a steel buckler.

Kakakak!

The guy’s subsequent attack lodged deep inside the shield.

It was immediately repaired through [Emergency Restoration] but since soul exhaustion has just been lifted it will not be able to be used again and again.

‘Nothing really goes as planned.’

He woke up earlier than expected.

Not only the heart but other parts of the body were also restored.

I can even use skills I couldn’t use before.

“Regal Vagos casted [Advanced Haste].”

A blade that comes across in an instant as if defying the laws of physics. He was a dwarf who chose evasion instead of defense but he was far from it.

Therefore he sacrificed his left arm which did not have a shield anyway.

‘Flesh explosion.’

The hand stretched out towards him explodes throwing out dozens of pieces of flesh.

But the guy didn’t back down.

Cheeeeeeeee!

Even though he was covered in acid blood and groaning he swung his sword until the end and cut deeply into the dwarf’s thigh.

Wow!

In the meantime the dwarf used a battle hammer to hit the man’s chin.

The guy’s body stiffens as if there was no damage.

He immediately jumped in front of him grabbed his shoulders and rolled him over.

and….

‘Flesh explosion.’

He put his left arm which was already useless into the gaping maw and exploded it again.

“Kaaaak!”

The guy screamed and pushed me away.

And immediately he thrust the sword into my neck.

Clink!

The glass bottle hit the back of my head and broke spilling its contents.

“The recovery (superlative) effect allows the body to regenerate very quickly.”

This is the highest level pain potion.

Or rather Rotmiller also survived.

I take a step back brushing away the fleeting thoughts that pass through my mind.

Phew!

The sword that had pierced his neck fell out and he felt dizzy.

And he was a bastard who couldn’t tolerate even a moment’s lapse.

“Ju gera!”

A sword that instantly pierces the abdomen and tears through the internal organs.

I inherited the dwarf’s will and instead took a step forward and stabbed the javelin.

fault.

He hurriedly pulled out his sword widening the distance and I used [Giant] without hesitation.

Where the fuck are you going to run away to?

“Kahak!”

The guy who stabbed him in the shoulder spit out a fountain of his blood.

But did this bastard also come prepared for the fight?

The guy also takes a step forward and swings his sword again.

A situation that is already too late to avoid.

He holds the sword with his rough arm.

His bony fingers flew away a catching sensation bloomed in his wrist bones and the sword stopped.

“The character’s health is below 20%.”

「Due to the passive skill [Hero’s Path] all resistance and resistance values ​​increase.」

Synergy effect between [Ironskin] and [Hero’s Path].

I lifted the short spear stuck on his shoulder and waved it back and forth and he endured it and put strength into his hand holding the sword.

That’s how the struggle of power began.

Unfortunately the winner was this guy.

“Regal Vagos casted [Sacred Blade].”

The guy’s sword soon began emitting white light and cut diagonally up to my elbow.

thud.

The arm in the [Giant] state fell to the ground and I hit the cross section of the arm which was spewing out acidic blood into the guy’s face.

Cheeeeeeeek!

“Kaaaaaa!!”

That bastard has no pain tolerance.

Where are you holding on to evil?

“The character’s soul power is insufficient.”

“[Giantization] ends.”

Because I already lacked soul power my body shrank back to its original state in less than a few seconds. Because of this the feet of the guy that had been floating in the air also touched the ground.

However did I underestimate this guy’s resolve?

Tadat.

Instead of backing away the guy stabbed his sword once more.

‘Nimiral.’

Does this 9th floor explorer have any clues?

Why are you so good at dog fighting?

If he continued like this his head would be pierced so he quickly twisted his body and took a step back.

pike. No losing his skewer which was formerly Mace was a bonus.

To make matters worse my body stopped regenerating.

‘Fucked.’

Although Amman was a top-tier potion it had its limitations.

It wasn’t eaten it was just sprinkled on.

As your arms are blown off and your organs are torn to pieces let alone the blood flowing just maintaining the status quo is too much.

But in that situation.

“My three… everything!”

The guy runs away.

It was truly hopeless.

The worst case scenario was already clearly pictured in my head.

inevitable death.

But so what?

I have absolutely no intention of resigning and accepting it.

I stared at his sword with my eyes wide open until the very end.

And the moment I approached it it rolled to the side.

Regardless of whether I become defenseless against subsequent attacks it is the best choice I can make in the current situation.

He rolled on the floor and lifted himself up by the rebound.

The guy’s arc-made longsword was looming large before my eyes.

It was that moment.

“…!”

He fell backwards as if an invisible force was pulling him by the back of his neck.

How on earth did this happen?

When I looked up for the answer.

“Ne guy! “Is this a moose order!!”

From a distance I saw an old man wearing a black priest’s robe.

***

Close your eyes and block your ears.

Nevertheless it can be heard clearly.

How desperately they are fighting.

[So you’re not running away.]

[Protect Dwalki!!]

At first it was painful to watch.

It was believed that pointless resistance would only lead to greater despair and suffering.

But since when?

“Why on earth do they….”

As their desperate fight continued Ludwig made a discovery.

Self that constantly asks questions.

[This is our stuff.]

Why don’t you give in?

[Ugh! Dwalky! Don’t die! Please okay?]

Because you ignored the predicted outcome and harbored vain hopes?

No if that’s the case why?

[Can you win…?]

[Don’t worry. I will definitely save everyone and return home.]

Can we still move forward so brilliantly?

The answer was really simple.

They were strong.

Unlike myself who didn’t have the courage to make sacrifices.

“….”

Ludwig knew too.

No matter how long you wait the day you hoped for will never come.

The hopeful future of returning to the city with my grandson did not exist from the beginning.

I just didn’t have the courage to accept it.

“The star at dusk will guide me.”

Ludwig briefly made the sign of the cross.

His opened eyes no longer trembled with fear.

He just stared straight ahead.

He was more fiercely convinced than ever.

“I will follow your will.”

Rheatlas goddess of the stars.

One of the three gods who preside over adventure and relationships.

She was someone who served and followed him at one time so how could she dismiss it as a coincidence?

In front of her who betrayed her courage.

The appearance of those with such brilliant light is the final grace given to the wandering subordinates.

Therefore…

“Even if I can’t be held in your arms.”

The old man looked into space and shouted.

“Karui I offer myself.”

The capricious evil spirit laughed happily at his words.

There’s no way he doesn’t know what he’s trying to do.

As if it was a moment I had been waiting for.

[What do you hope for?]

“Send me there.”

[Your grandson will not be saved.]

My heart flinched at those words.

But it relieves weakness.

“But it doesn’t matter.”

Didn’t you learn it from a young wizard you met in a maze?

It could become sublime and noble at any time.

If he himself wishes.