I Returned as an FFF-Class Witch Doctor

Chapter 251 Go

Oh Oh Oh Oh!

I heard the wind howl.

It was the sound that lingered after the explosion.

Lightning!

Thunderbolts covered the skies of the ruined Ruwella Plaza!

The light fell like a hole in the sky, just like the bruenach that Damian dropped, and the tremendous amount of lightning fell like a waterfall.

It was as powerful as if Zerna, the god of lightning, had descended on her own.

“Damn it. It’s completely burned.”

“…Uncles?”

Chiyiyi profit!

As Damian raised his head, a faint moan flowed out.

It was a bonus that the acrid smell of burning flesh wafted through.

Just a few seconds ago, Chun-Sam, whom they had a meeting with, and Chun-Sam Hardware’s crew members, who were introduced to Chun-Sam one by one.

However, their bodies were burnt to the point of being roasted, and it was not difficult for Damian to understand the meaning of Yongsik’s words that he laughed off.

“why-.”

“Originally, this is… because you have to pay for… old age. Ha ha ha.”

In other words, after detecting the waterfall of lightning that fell over their heads, Chunsam iron water covered Damian with his whole body, following Chunsam.

“I didn’t expect to greet you like this when I first met you.”

“As Chunsam said, you are a very tall friend.”

“Don’t be ugly, I trust you will take care of yourself.”

“It’s quite overworked… I guess I should take a break.”

thud! cooong!

While Damian was about to say something, Yongsik knelt down.

That was the beginning.

Jinman, who was about to pat him on the shoulder, fell down.

Youngchul, who was about to raise the corner of his mouth, collapsed with his eyes closed.

And Chunsam, who was standing in front of him, also threw back a lot of unspoken words with a dejected laugh and a sledgehammer.

– Please.

Those were the last words.

[Notice: Party member < Kim Yeong-cheol > has died!]

[Notice: Party member < Park Yong-sik > has passed away!] [Notice: Party member < Oh Jin-man > has passed away!]

….

[Notice: Party member < Kim Chun-sam > has passed away!

>You are logged out!]

“…Ah.”

Damian’s mouth fell open.

Mungchi, who looked up at him like that, also couldn’t say anything.

how did you get here

How did you even come here?

Demian’s state of mind was coming out so clearly that it was unnecessary to say it, and Mungchi felt that it was something he had experienced for the first time since he was summoned.

‘The owner is angry… His eyes are completely turned inside out…’

Wow!

The emotion that Damian was currently feeling was an unprecedented anger that he had never shown outside even once.

“Ha, I’m in a good mood. Originally, this is not the picture I wanted… What is this because of bastards like X-gods?”

“…”

“Well, I guess it doesn’t matter since I saw it with my own two eyes. After all, the most important thing in fine dining is the main dish.”

An unfamiliar voice echoed through the air.

He is a figure floating several meters in the air.

No, it’s a strange voice, but it’s a voice that’s more familiar than anyone else.

So, the culprit who made this uncontrollable heat surge.

The anger Damian felt now was closer to the sense of loss that the tower he had worked so hard to build collapsed in an instant, rather than the resentment of losing a precious person.

Maybe it was because what he had been simulating in his head came to reality right in front of his eyes.

In other words, it’s a trauma.

Even if you are accustomed to the logic of power that is rampant with all sorts of deceit, alienation, intimidation, and politics.

Even if one truck goes over the individuals and organizations that have been dealing with and fighting for the past 10 years.

Seeing the person who pushed himself into the abyss from which he can never rise is somehow new to him, not in his previous life, but now.

It was also the reason why his seldom excited heart was beating like this.

I thought I had overcome it, but the face I wanted to kill more than anyone else.

So, in my head, a face with no shape left after being torn into a thousand pieces.

“…King Arthur.”

It was the one who was imprinted to the depths of his soul.

“You seem to know me.”

“…know. I know very well.”

Damian clenched his fist.

The sound of bones snapping from his fist leaked out.

Brown curly hair.

Coolly stretched eyebrows and facial features.

A staff with a white robe and a winged symbol in the other hand.

There are corners where he looks like a boy somewhere, and sometimes he looks like a very old snake.

At first glance, it seemed sarcastic, but it was such a face that showed no emotion, and King Arthur did not even seem to have any intention of hiding it.

Yes, it was like that even then.

A face that looks as blue as ice, but in reality shows no emotion like a doll.

It was proof that he was so immersed in something, and that he didn’t care enough about the people around him to throw off his persona.

That was his sincerity and true character.

At the time of < Invasion of the Demon King > in my previous life, when I destroyed the Abyss, the infernal hell, and left only the last notice.

So, when he was on the verge of tricking the entire expedition and getting his hands on everything.

So Damian felt the memories of his previous life passing by like a kaleidoscope as he looked at King Arthur’s face floating in the air.

“Jinseong, please… Mom wants to live too. I want to live…”

“Go away, you game addict bastard. Someone like you is not my older brother.」

「Brother, when will you pay me back? yes? Would you like your father to operate with you? If you have dementia, won’t the rest of your organs be fine?

” Do you really want to see someone die?!」

「Kill it, you bastard! Kill it!!!”

It was the last 10 years he lived like garbage.

“How can I forget your face.”

Damian got up.

A life never seen before overflows like a river.

For the past 10 years, Jinseong lived under the name Damian.

The only selfish and intolerant time when I did not spend a penny and a minute of my time at home just to become a ranker in the game.

And when he lost everything and came to his senses, there was an opportunity called < The Demon King Invasion > right in front of him.

I thought it was my last chance to turn my life around.

Such a sweet and only hope to forget the past days of living like a disabled person and atone for the sins of the family…

“What are you saying. God X.”

…There was a time when I collapsed due to a man frowning in front of me.

He was a man who had once forgotten all prejudices and regarded him as a true comrade.

“Originally, I was going to direct a new wave drama and watch it break down, but… it’s done. Because it doesn’t matter anymore.”

Tadak!

While Damian was glaring at him, Yumin came down to the floor.

His words were very different from those of his previous life.

Although his expression was close to expressionless, and a ray of madness shimmering beyond his eyes was still the same.

The fact that he didn’t show the slightest sincerity until the very end, so willingly speaking his mind, was at least a little different from the image of King Arthur that Damian knew.

So to speak, he looked like a child somewhere.

I didn’t bother to reveal everything I was thinking and planning, but I could understand the feeling just by the feeling contained in that emotionless tone.

The feeling of displeasure, as if someone kicked a well-built sandcastle, and the sense of loss turned into anger, representing his feelings.

If it wasn’t for his obsession with himself as King Arthur said, or if it wasn’t for the time he met him at a lower level compared to his previous life.

King Arthur would never have spoken the truth with his own mouth.

To put it bluntly, it was a rudimentary mistake.

Of course, not trying to hide even that rudimentary mistake would mean that King Arthur was in a bad mood.

Perhaps King Arthur must have felt dissatisfaction and displeasure with the situation itself, just as he felt the loss of the Chunsam Hardware.

It was the same thing that we faced each other in the lowest mood.

“Damian Damian… I’ve heard the name quite a few times. A successful youtuber and streamer with excellent control and physicality, but a user whose everything is wrapped in a veil.”

“But why? It’s definitely the first time we’ve met. I’m used to it, like I’ve seen it a long time ago.”

“So I stayed quiet for a while. Just hearing the name made me feel dirty and my mind turned white.”

“But…”

“Actually, it wasn’t like that.”

“I didn’t just go blank because I was in a bad mood, I was just attracted to the very existence of you.”

“How can I bring you down to the bottom? How can I see your face wrinkled?”

“Yes, I mean.”

“I just wanted to see you ruined, so I was impatient enough to go white in my head.”

Woo woo woo woo!

When King Arthur takes a step, the atmosphere vomits tears.

And Damian noticed that King Arthur’s level was much higher than he thought.

< The Sixth Sense >. His super sense obtained after regressing.

In his field of vision, who can see the flow of magical power in color, it seemed as if the entire atmosphere was distorted, and it was as if he were watching < The Starry Night >, one of Van Gogh’s works.

It was because King Arthur’s magical power was disturbing the atmosphere.

It was a sight that anyone would have to shrink from if they were watching it together, but Damian wasn’t just playing around.

After returning, he also gained a different power than before, and had acquired powerful magic under the name of a witch doctor.

Even if the level of King Arthur standing in front of him is much higher than he thought, there was no reason for Damian to be intimidated by that fact.

“Is it all yours?”

“what?”

“Like the first time, we took control of Ruwella in the name of blood alliance and controlled the users so that they could not leave this city. And cutting off all the arms and legs of the iron guard by making some kind of deal with the lord of Ruwella. I ordered the dog to be killed until it curled up.”

“Hmm… is that that important?”

“It might be important to someone.”

“well. It’s not that important to me.”

King Arthur tilts his head halfway as Damian shoots.

In other words, it was a way of speaking that seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Neither positive nor negative.

Seeing that, the live streaming window exploded once again, but neither King Arthur nor Damian cared about that.

What he said was just a cornerstone for what was to come after this, and it wasn’t just because of the Iron Guard’s work that he inflamed his enmity.

“Your tongue is too long. Because I’m not very patient.”

“….”

“Let’s see how great it is.”

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

King Arthur raised his staff.

Even just that, a grotesque scream hits your ears.

A bird with a raw crystal in its mouth and a staff with wings spread out on both sides covering its tall body.

And as soon as Damian noticed that the screams that would make him go deaf were his unique magic resonance, he saw through to their true nature at a glance.

‘That’s…’

It was one of the notorious weapons in his previous life and used by < Kill People Well >, a rare PK user.

[+12 Wing of Tetra]

Weapon Type: Staff

Attack Speed: Slow

Rating: Hero

Options: Magic Attack Power +7880 (+6150) Intelligence +88 Casting Speed +100% Additional Damage +40% Light Property

*Electric magic When used, increases power by 50% and reduces skill delay by 50%.

– Description: A staff imbued with the energy of the grouse tetra. It is said that using magic will resonate with the cry of the tetra.

It was < +12 Wings of Tetra >.