Streamer Crazy About Slaughter - Chapter 21

Kaaang!

At the same time, a massive burst of white light erupts.

It sounded as if a tremendous clash between iron and iron could be heard as a small-sized pendulum collides with a gigantic black pillar.

“…What?”

The user with a bizarre character, ‘Bulashy,’ let out a foolish sound at the bizarre phenomenon that had just occurred.

The skill he had prepared required preparation time. To unleash its full power, a certain amount of charging time was necessary, making it a technique classified as a ‘charging skill.’

And as it required preparation time, it boasted formidable destructive power.

He didn’t use it in PVP due to that preparation time, but seeing the arrogant silver-haired character, he thought it might work, so he decided to use it.

“…”

Parry.

Bulashy ended up swallowing the words that he almost let slip out.

Lin countered it by using the parry to nullify his skill.

If there had been any slight mistake and the parry had failed, he would have lost all of his stamina, and it would have been the end; Lin was aware of this as she acted.

Bulashy, noticing the silver-haired character still looking at him coldly as if mocking him, couldn’t help but let out a hollow laugh.

What he thought would be easy, such as playing around or taking advantage of the situation, did not unfold as simply as he had imagined.

Moreover, he was now in a state where he struggled to maintain his balance due to the shock from the parry, utterly defenseless.

Still, that user named Lin just stood there, doing nothing, coldly smiling with a stunning female appearance.

As he slowly regained his composure from the effects of the parry, Bulashy’s expression hardened.

His hands still felt numb.

The sensations of pain were severely limited in Another World, but when weapons collided…

Experiencing a parry, that moment’s sensation felt oddly realistic, making Bulashy feel as if he genuinely had clashed weapons.

He wasn’t the only one feeling this, yet Lin standing there as if nothing was the matter was bewildering.

‘Yeah, that video… it wasn’t just luck.’

As Bulashy regained his composure, Serin slowly opened her mouth.

“Aren’t you going to attack again?”

As Bulashy took two steps back from the aftermath of the parry, Serin didn’t extend her Crescent Moon Blade even though she gave him time to recover.

It was a lesson in what playing around meant, choosing not to end it even when she could.

That trash needed to experience it, Serin thought.

Moreover, the advanced skill of parrying wasn’t a technique that only guaranteed ‘gain.’

A parry fundamentally meant matching the timing of the opponent’s skill with your weapon. Therefore, it didn’t involve taking the initiative. The essence of parrying lay in countering the opponent’s skill.

The greatest advantage of the parry is that it can negate or nullify any skill, but with so many types of weapons, the speeds of the skills derived from those weapons differ greatly.

Thus, successfully executing a parry was quite difficult.

Only with complete success would the backlash reveal a “gap” in the opponent, resulting in a gain; even if complete success were achieved, it couldn’t completely nullify the impact of that skill.

Which is why now.

Han Serin, with that one step forward before the weapons clashed, appeared to Bulashy as though she had always been in that position through the aftermath of the recent shock, completely undetected.

If Bulashy, stepping back two steps due to the parry, seemed to have a ‘gap’ as he struggled to stabilize himself…

Then Han Serin, through the perfect success of the parry, seemed only to take a single step back.

Boom.

Manipulating the golden rope coiled around her right arm, Serin twirled her Crescent Moon Blade several times before coldly stating.

“And why are you stepping back? It looks ugly.”

You, standing there as if nothing happened, why have you already taken two steps back?

Bulashy felt as if Serin were asking that with her expression.

Adduk.

Grinding his teeth, Bulashy jumped again.

Simultaneously, the black pillar swung swiftly, as if having forgotten its immense mass.

Boom.

Given the wide arc of the swinging pillar, it appeared there was no space for Serin to dodge.

As she stepped forward for the first time, swinging her Crescent Moon Blade again.

With the sound of the golden rope tied to her right arm unfurling and the speed of the Crescent Moon Blade being noticeably faster than at the start.

Kaaang!

Once again, the resounding crash of metal clashing erupted with a burst of light.

“Is this… even possible?”

Bulashy muttered with a blank expression, realizing that he had stepped back two more steps.

He thought the initial technique was a charge skill, granting the opponent some time to respond. Believing this, Bulashy had used one of his fastest skills this time.

The difference in speed between the two techniques was not something that could easily be closed or reacted to.

This was the reason behind intentionally adjusting the speed and strength of techniques when queueing for rank matches in the diamond tier, the main stage for main characters.

Using intentionally slow techniques to make the opponent struggle to counteract alongside fast techniques.

But… he simply couldn’t comprehend the Lin before him.

It felt like a break from common sense, evoking a bizarre sensation.

Bulashy now understood why the name ‘Hack’ had become such a big topic initially.

Seeing that character in front of him. If that wasn’t a hack or bug, then it was hard to fathom.

There…

Swaaa!

As the pendulum was rapidly shot toward him, Bulashy hurriedly halted his thoughts and lifted his weapon, the pillar.

“Ugh!”

Contact with the pendulum sent Bulashy staggering back three steps.

Blocking with just a parry wasn’t an option; merely blocking the opponent’s attack was a move that brought tremendous ‘loss’ in Another World.

Therefore, in Another World, dodging or countering with one’s technique was the norm.

If one was confident in their skills, executing a parry was critical.

These three things were vital.

“If you’re not going to attack after waiting like this, I’ll attack, so be ready.”

Lin took a step forward. At the same time, a red aura surged from beneath Serin’s feet.

Simultaneously, a green light began to frost from Bulashy’s hands.

…

Kaaang!

Clang!

Kaaang!

Clang!

Desperately backing away while the sounds continued to ring out, Bulashy found himself stepping back repeatedly.

Every time the red-tinged Crescent Moon Blade carved through the air, Bulashy’s feet were incessantly forced to retreat.

Bulashy’s distorted expression, barely able to breathe, appeared to show signs of anxiety and urgency.

And at some point, Bulashy realized.

‘Is this b*stard… toying with me?’

With that thought, bl**d seemed to rush to his head as he bit his lip, grinding his teeth with an overwhelming sense of anger rising to the top.

Kaaang!

Yet, right now, Bulashy had no choice but to step back two more steps without any other option.

“Pfft.”

Serin, glancing at Bulashy and curling her lips in a mocking smile.

And in her movements, there was no sign of jumping or moving quickly at all.

Just taking a step.

Another step.

As if on a leisurely walk, Serin continued to stretch her arms swiftly.

However, the pendulum that extended from that arm harshly pressed upon Bulashy, leaving no room for him to defend against the attacks or allow any other moves.

“Seriously, with skills like this, how do you even expect to dominate?”

Clang!

With partial defense succeeding and a relatively light sound echoing, Bulashy took a single step back.

“That mindset is why you’re getting toyed with by a newbie like me.”

Kaaang!

As Bulashy extended his attack with a technique, Serin merely stepped forward, parrying again and forcing him to retreat another two steps.

“With a bulky frame, you’re just trembling and stepping back.”

Clang!

“Act like a person, you trash.”

Kaaang!

Serin wasn’t even using a grand technique, nor did she attack the revealed ‘gap’ from the parry’s success.

She pressed the opponent with a basic attack and parried again whenever Bulashy struck.

Thud.

“…d*mn it, d*mn it!!!”

Bulashy, having realized he was about to hit the wall of the Colosseum, continuously shouted in frustration.

In fact, he could have chosen to surrender and left that Colosseum much earlier.

Since Another World is a virtual reality game, there are players who could be tormented by malicious actions.

Thus, there has always been a surrender option in the PVP system.

Bulashy was well aware of this.

But what he was experiencing now was.

A one-sided defeat.

It was nothing like that.

He was merely powerless, being toyed with by the opponent.

That was why Lin kept provoking him with taunts intermittently.

“I’m going to k*ll you, really!!!”

Bulashy expressed his fiery anger externally.

Clang!

Kaaang!

With the continuing sounds of clashing weapons, Bulashy felt his body repeatedly slam against the Colosseum wall.

There was nowhere left to retreat. He was continuously stepping back, while his character was rubbing against the wall.

“Seriously, how ugly.”

Watching Serin mockingly from the front, Bulashy’s face turns beet red as he desperately lifted his pillar.

Despite having been attacked countless times, his stamina gauge seemed to be holding up.

Bulashy lifting his pillar was too easily managed.

Then, suddenly, checking his status window revealed that, in fact, his stamina was not low at all.

That meant the opponent had deliberately used basic techniques to avoid putting a significant load on him.

“…This b*stard!!!”

Upon realizing that, Bulashy’s anger flared, swinging his pillar once more.

Kaaang!

Once again, with Serin’s parry, Bulashy was pressed against the Colosseum wall.

‘Please just once…’

Feeling ashamed of his constant retreat, Bulashy realized the disparity in skill with Serin, yet he had a reason not to surrender.

While enduring Serin’s humiliating and shameful actions, he was also waiting for a rare gap from the character Lin.

As long as the opponent was a person.

At some point, as they continued to attack or keep parrying, there would surely be a moment of vulnerability.

‘For real… just once, just one time…’

And perhaps Bulashy’s desperate heart resonated with her.

Chiing!

Han Serin suddenly staggered as if she had failed a parry, showing an unstable posture.

“d*e!!!”

Bulashy yelled, filled with sincerity, throwing himself at her without hesitating.