How to Survive as a Genius Spy in the Game

Chapter 214: Tsukva (3)

6-star of the Moonlight Technique. The moonlight imbued in Moonlight intensifies. Of course, it wasn’t enough to completely drive away the darkness, but now it could no longer be called a faint moonlight as before.

Carlyn advanced without rest. A fierce attack, Tsukva seemed to hide in the darkness as if trying to catch his breath.

The darkness recedes further. Carlyn realized that when Tsukva hid his body, the intensity of the darkness weakened.

He must reveal himself for the surrounding darkness to strengthen. Nevertheless, Carlyn moved his sword without concern.

This was the opportunity. The moon drawn by the sword, he had to keep moving without rest to drive away even a little darkness.

Now a moon slightly larger than a half-moon illuminates the darkness. The moon doesn’t linger long, but leaves a momentary afterimage.

Before the drawn moon fades and disappears, he draws another moon. Again, and again. Moonlight accumulates and darkness retreats.

Rather than the darkness, the coldly permeating moonlight was more ominous.

Denif, watching him, opened his mouth. If there had been no moonlight, it would have looked like he was swinging his sword in the air, but now it looked solemn.

He’s getting further away again. Denif felt a bit of deprivation. If one were to call it jealousy, it was jealousy. If pressed, it was a positive kind of competitiveness.

You’re growing even in this situation. Denif gritted his teeth. How much effort would it take to catch up?

A fire burned in Denif’s chest. Helplessness turned into anger, anger into competitiveness.

There is a difference in swordsmanship. If Denif could also imbue his sword with energy, the situation would have been different. But Denif didn’t comfort himself with that.

‘If I were more outstanding, swordsmanship wouldn’t matter.’

It might seem nonsensical to others, but Denif sincerely thought that if he had reached the realm of Sword Master, such differences in swordsmanship wouldn’t matter.

Yes. He had retreated for a while. Especially because it was right in front of him. Because he could spar anytime. Denif reflected inwardly.

He thought they were evenly matched on normal days. That wasn’t true. Denif realized he had been thinking wrong. Unusual days weren’t the issue.

The usual Carlyn could only exert about half of his power. He had been falling behind.

Of course, it was also true that Carlyn had more valuable experiences than Denif. He had sparred with Rudehrn and even had sincere battle.

However, Denif wasn’t much different. He’s not the type to rationalize.

He, too, had received advice from Sword Master Mondegreen. Carlyn had gained insight from him, and Denif hadn’t yet.

Should he be more aggressive, or should he reduce his aggression a bit?

At this moment, Denif realized the path he should take through his feelings watching Carlyn.

He was an impetuous person. Running towards the end. And one who must win. Denif gritted his teeth.

‘If Carlyn is doing that, then I…’

Tsukva still hadn’t revealed himself. The surrounding darkness writhed as if looking for an opening.

Meanwhile, thanks to Carlyn, the darkness had retreated significantly. Denif clenched his sword-holding hand. He waited for the situation with burning eyes.

As the darkness was gradually receding, Tsukva couldn’t stay still either. Tsukva moved.

Darkness rippling in an instant.

Darkness began to swirl from all directions. Carlyn also continued drawing moons, preparing to respond at any time.

Thwack- He cuts down the approaching darkness to create openings. It was incomparable to before.

From 5-star to 6-star. It might seem simple, but the mana boiling in his body and the power of moonlight condensing on the sword blade were completely different.

‘Don’t test me, just come.’

No sooner had Carlyn thought this than darkness surged forward like a wave. And at the front of that wave, Tsukva charged with his scythe.

With Tsukva’s appearance, the darkness regained vitality. The scythe held in his long arm was behind his shoulder. It meant he would strike with full force. It seemed it would be a battle of strength against strength.

Carlyn didn’t retreat. Advance. When it became a distance where he could no longer avoid, the light of Moonlight intensified.

Right after reaching 6-star, Tsukva also knew he had gained insight. That’s why he hid some of his strength afterward.

As the moonlight intensifies, the darkness approaching for checks hesitates and retreats. Carlyn swung up his sword, which he had lowered diagonally, with full force.

The scythe and sword clash. A dull metallic sound. But the weight was different from before. Because the darkness had lost strength as much as the light had brightened.

A scythe is a long weapon. Carlyn applied force to his wrist, lifting the scythe upwards and diving into the opening.

-……!

Moonlight cuts through the darkness. Tsukva’s waist area is split. It was a definite hit. The surrounding darkness convulsed.

The darkness at the side of his waist scattered as if annihilated by light. Denif rushed in from the side.

Denif’s sword strikes Tsukva’s back. It was a full-force slash towards the darkness that couldn’t be cut.

The metallic sound wasn’t clear. A sound of Denif’s sword being strained was heard, but Denif didn’t retreat. A series of attacks followed.

‘Will he be alright.’

Carlyn watched Denif. And he felt relieved. There was conviction in his eyes. Carlyn also realized that Denif had made up his mind.

Even so, Tsukva didn’t melt into the darkness. Because at that moment, the power of darkness would weaken.

He had to remain manifest to prevent the darkness from retreating due to the moonlight Carlyn was creating.

Though injured, now Carlyn couldn’t keep drawing moons, so the surrounding darkness had approached more than before.

Tsukva judged that it was right to push with force. In fact, Carlyn and Denif were quite tired too.

“I will!”

Meanwhile, Denif approached from the front, taking over Carlyn’s position. Denif didn’t fear injuries.

Trusting the glowstone in his left hand, he swung his sword. Towards Tsukva connected to the vast darkness, he too had gained inspiration.

‘Light is important.’

At first, when Denif’s attacks didn’t work, the two agreed that Denif would move mainly to avoid.

That was a wrong judgment.

In fact, if Denif with the glowstone had been at the front line, the situation would have been better than now. Of course, Denif’s injuries would have increased.

Denif realized this through Carlyn’s moonlight. Carlyn was the one who could deal damage.

Therefore, he shouldn’t avoid but should be at the front line holding the opponent in place.

-You insolent ones!

In an instant, Tsukva, half-transformed into black smoke, extended his scythe to create distance. A tendril of darkness stretched out in a straight line.

Denif didn’t retreat. He slid forward on the ground. When thorns of darkness sprouted from the ground, he jumped up using the ground as a foothold.

At that moment, he turned his head and met Carlyn’s eyes. A momentary conversation without words. The two could understand without speaking.

Denif would take the front line, Carlyn would deal direct hits.

Not bad. Carlyn, nodding his head, advanced diagonally. Tsukva watched the two while maintaining distance.

Carlyn smiled inwardly. Because he read impatience in the opponent’s movements. The previous hit had definitely been effective too.

-Sing of the night.

After the chilling voice, spheres of darkness began to form around Tsukva. Just by eyeballing, there were over 50.

The spheres were shot like bullets. Denif didn’t retreat this time either. If he moves away, the darkness strengthens.

He charges through the gaps between spheres. Left, left, right, bending his waist. Carlyn’s winds assist his movements.

Nevertheless, there were too many dark spheres to avoid them all.

“Ugh!”

A sphere of darkness pierced Denif’s shoulder. He faltered for a moment but didn’t slow down despite the intense pain.

Advance, only advance.

Denif, who finally closed the distance, swung his sword diagonally upwards with all his might.

In a brief moment, the sword and scythe clash three times. It didn’t become four because Denif’s sword broke.

Clang-! The middle part of the sword shattered. A fragment grazed Denif’s cheek as it flew by.

Momentarily flustered, Denif extended the broken sword again. Adjusting to the shortened length.

But it was harder than before. The sword breaks once more, now shorter than a dagger.

“Damn it!”

Faced with the incoming darkness and scythe, Denif avoided by doing a backflip. Carlyn, who was at an angle, takes his place.

He blocks the scythe with Ghost Blade. Tsukva retreated. Without looking, Carlyn threw Moonlight behind him.

“Denif!”

Moonlight is passed to Denif. A swordsman handing over their sword is not a simple gesture.

It’s only possible when there’s 100% trust and faith in that person. Of course, given the situation, Denif still felt a bit choked up.

No gap is given. Denif, receiving Moonlight, gritted his teeth and charged. Again, dozens of spheres of darkness form.

Carlyn and Denif simultaneously kicked off the ground.

Swift movement aided by winds. They dodge the spheres by moving busily left and right. The thorns of darkness rising from the floor as well.

Damage is minimized. Spheres pierce Carlyn’s left forearm and Denif’s side.

Nevertheless, Denif charged like a berserker. With the distance thus closed, Carlyn accelerated winds with all his might.

Tsukva also hurriedly extended his hand. Darkness crashed down like a wave. Carlyn jumped up into the sky stepping on the ground, and Denif extended his left hand.

A jet-black torrent engulfs Denif. Even with the glowstone held out, it’s impossible to block completely.

Denif advanced while enduring the pain of his flesh burning.

Moonlight wielded by Denif clashes with Tsukva’s Scythe. The famous sword didn’t yield even without moonlight.

Tsukva’s eyes turn to Carlyn. Noticing this, Denif persistently stuck close. Even at the cost of creating openings.

-You!

The enraged Tsukva’s Scythe cuts Denif’s arm. Since he had charged in prepared to sacrifice flesh, it wasn’t a large enough wound to sever.

And in the gap Denif created, Carlyn dashed forward, kicking off wind platforms in midair.

Tsukva tried to transform into darkness. It was the moment his upper body began to turn into black darkness. It wasn’t too late yet.

Carlyn focused on the Moonlight Technique. Chilling moonlight blazes fiercely on the translucent blade of Ghost Blade. Ghost Blade, empowered by the rotational force of his waist, slashed the transforming Tsukva.

-Gyaaaah!

A monstrous scream. The darkness, half-transformed into black smoke, splits. Moonlight shines through the gap.

Upon landing, Carlyn thrust and swung Ghost Blade without rest. Though he mainly used swords, his skill with daggers was also top-notch. It was nearly ten consecutive attacks in a short time.

-……!

Tsukva and the surrounding darkness let out an indescribable, chilling scream and condensed. As if a person curling up in pain.

And boom-! A strong shockwave burst out centered on Tsukva. Darkness surged, enveloping everything.

Carlyn and Denif also briefly flew through the air from the impact. And when they closed their eyes and opened them again, all the darkness had disappeared.

Of course, the temple underground was dark, but it wasn’t the same darkness as before.

Because the glowstone Denif was holding illuminated the circular ground they were standing on and the temple.

“Did, did we defeat it?”

Carlyn frowned at Denif’s words.

“You crazy, hey, don’t say stuff like that.”

“Huh? Why?”

How should he explain this? After pondering briefly, Carlyn just shook his head.

It was hard to explain and he didn’t have the energy to think.

And anyway, they had defeated Tsukva. Tsukva’s Scythe lay alone on one side of the circular floor.

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