Streamer Crazy About Slaughter - Chapter 113
In an instant, Min-seong’s dagger vanished as if engulfed by darkness, beginning to depict a strange shadow.
– Ssssssssss!
The five arrows, like light, reached their intended target but struck the harmless ground of the Colosseum.
Thud thud thud!
Min-seong had already concealed himself within the thick darkness.
With a frown on her delicate features, Baek-ya tightened her grip on her longbow and attempted to leap away from her spot.
Thud!
The class known as Archer, possessing the trait of ‘Sniping,’ supported the team from long distances and dealt devastating blows to enemies with precise aim; thus, simply changing position like now diminished her significance as an Archer.
But there was nothing Baek-ya could do.
The moment she relinquished distance to the assassin, she could no longer maintain the sniping form of attack.
And Baek-ya was a skilled Archer renowned for her proficiency at long, medium, and close ranges.
While Baek-ya herself preferred the sniping combat style, it didn’t mean she was weak in close combat.
– —!
Feeling a subtle disturbance from a close range, Baek-ya hastily turned her head and swung her massive longbow high into the air, targeting the empty space where nothing existed.
Chaeng!
Min-seong, plunging toward her white longbow with the cool, blue-tinted dagger, seemed poised to cut through it, but Baek-ya anticipated the attack and, simultaneously blocking it, kicked up her leg through the white fabric of her attire to strike hard at Min-seong.
Smack!
This was why she was called the ace player of BS, able to showcase overwhelming prowess in the third match’s championship battle.
Even if she gave ground to a close-range class, there was a distinct advantage in close combat compared to other Archers.
During Baek-ya’s seamless defense and the unexpected strike that wobbled Min-seong, Baek-ya slammed down her longbow, now enveloped in a white light, with great force toward Min-seong.
The Sniping Archer gave up mobility and agility in favor of a powerful force that did not fall short compared to close-ranged classes.
It was possible to continue with close combat solely using pure martial arts and basic techniques that covered her longbow.
As Baek-ya’s movements flowed together like a dance, Min-seong desperately swung his dagger once more to create darkness and avoid the attack.
Boom!
A deafening explosion erupted from the ground where Min-seong had vanished, the massive longbow striking down.
As the blow missed, Baek-ya instinctively struck the ground again without a second thought.
Thud!
Chaeng!
Chaeng chaeng chaeng!!
Baek-ya, armed with her longbow, defended continuously against Min-seong’s attacks, which appeared and vanished like shadows.
Despite Min-seong’s one-sided offensive, Baek-ya was steadily looking for a chance to counterattack.
Whoosh!
As Baek-ya’s white leg attempted to strike Min-seong again, his body suddenly disappeared like mist.
Whip!
Baek-ya’s leg struck fiercely at empty air.
“…Really.”
Baek-ya sighed heavily as she mumbled and turned her gaze to her teammates within the Colosseum.
In an instant, another teammate transformed into light and vanished once more.
Watching as he was struck directly by Kang-hyuk’s great sword and disappeared into light, Baek-ya felt that the momentum was completely lost.
When Kang-hyuk glanced over at Baek-ya, waving his great sword from a distance in the Colosseum, she recalled the first match and let out a hollow laugh.
Then, instead of a sweeping motion with her longbow in both hands, she straightened her posture to pull the bowstring taut.
After all, there was no victory.
Just like Kang-hyuk had attempted to land a strike on her after the first set had concluded.
Baek-ya also thought of this now.
In the third set of the championship battle.
Thinking of the one-to-one match and trying not to lose her momentum.
Even as she felt a chilling sensation at her neck, Baek-ya used a technique that was akin to her trademark.
– Baek-ya.
An arrow pulled back on her white longbow shot forth like a massive beam of light, transforming her into a single ray of light and disappearing.
Watching the trajectory of the massive light, Jin-hyuk hastily raised his shield to intercept Kang-hyuk.
But Kang-hyuk’s action was faster.
As Min-seong confirmed that Baek-ya was finished, Kang-hyuk stomped the ground hard and laughed.
– Ground rumble.
Kuuuwong!!!
The ground exploded around Kang-hyuk, and the wayward white shot swept through Kang-hyuk’s left arm.
“d*mn it, why would you let that hit you?”
Jin-hyuk muttered in disbelief, but he found himself laughing along with Kang-hyuk.
– Victory!!
Soon, a notification adorned in golden light appeared before G1’s players, and upon checking the alert, Kang-hyuk slammed his great sword hard against the ground of the Colosseum.
Kuuung!
Following suit, Jin-hyuk also struck the ground with his shield.
Bang!
Min-seong, watching from where he had fallen, laughed joyfully as he struck the ground hard with his dagger.
It was G1’s signature victory performance.
***
The actual game time was merely around 10 minutes, but the impact of the second match felt entirely different.
Serin found herself increasingly anxious as she watched the match.
Competing in perfect harmony ignited her heart simply from observing, and watching such a high-level match made her want to play the game herself.
Unlike the first match, the second match was dominated by Min-seong, who played unilaterally, yet it still possessed a unique excitement.
In a way, both first and second matches had a feeling of one team losing momentum sharply as players were eliminated, yet it remained enjoyable because the determination of the players shone through.
Perhaps due to the struggle and fighting spirit evident in their movements, her eyes kept drifting back to the players.
Today, the professional players looked genuinely different compared to the faint memories of the Black Ark.
A duel with someone in the world of Black Ark served merely as a name for killing one another.
It wasn’t about testing skills against each other, but rather a desperate act fueled by a primal urge to k*ll the other.
Serin knew well that there was no romantic notion about fighting strong opponents.
Having experienced it firsthand, it was nothing but dirty fights.
Ultimately, it was a matter of life and d*ath, considering the advantages in battle, individual circumstances, and regional disputes; in the world of Black Ark, Serin had nothing but grim memories left after squabbles with others.
Ambushes and surprise attacks were the basics on the battlefield; if the situation turned unfavorable, the opponent would promptly turn and run away, with no such thing as a fair one-on-one duel.
After completing the main story, Serin spent several years hunting only monsters, a decision heavily influenced by those memories.
However, the matches she was witnessing now featured professionals giving their all, showing intense determination even in clearly unfavorable circumstances.
“I’m not the only one wanting to play a game right now, right?”
She murmured this while feeling an urge to take on the pros.
She even looked forward to the remaining scheduled scrims.
[Honestly, watching the match makes me want to log into Another World, haha.]
[The pros really are pros. Plus, both teams are fighters worth watching today.]
[Seeing the weapons and skills used by the pros is truly cool and makes me want to emulate them.]
[Baek-ya’s use of the bow is super awesome, haha.]
[But when I actually try using skills in the game, it goes terribly wrong.]
[Wait, what’s up with Lin having a scrim scheduled with such pros?]
[Haha, if I were Lin, I would log in immediately and start swinging my weapon to warm up.]
Looking at the chat, Serin understood the reason for professional tournaments.
Just watching made her want to play, as the matches between the pros were truly battles of idealized strength.
They collided with their full power, fully demonstrating their skills without hesitation.
The absence of worrying about their lives or avoiding duels for various reasons was the most appealing aspect.
From early in the first match, when the user Kang-hyuk with his great sword took a barrage of arrows and unleashed a massive technique, to in the second match when Baek-ya, the female player, beheaded him with a dagger while aiming her bowstring at Kang-hyuk, there was even a sense of boldness to behold.
In that moment of seeming defeat, recognizing the situation while opting to struggle until the end to break the opponent’s momentum for the next match held its own kind of charm.
“And everyone’s so fiery, it’s quite agreeable.”
[Both teams are lively today.]
[It seems like Baek-ya has been enchanted by Kang-hyuk from the first match, haha.]
[This is G1; it’s refreshing.]
[Thinking about how Min-seong ended up taking down two is impressive.]
[Haha, the underdogs disappeared just like that?]
[Seeing this, it truly seems G1 is overwhelming.]
[Watching BS, it feels like it’s just Baek-ya doing everything alone.]
[Still, when it comes to the third match, BS might win?]
[Nope, G1 will win, haha.]
As G1 claimed victory, Serin looked at the now more active chat and spoke up.