Chapter 352
‘No way. Even in a situation like this, surely they wouldn’t target only our team….’
Lloyd refused to accept reality.
Their opponent had no room to spare.
In the last phase, taking revenge was only possible for one of two kinds of players: someone who had given up on the game, or someone who had everything to lose.
But that wasn’t the case, was it?
He had something to protect.
And a crisis was right in front of him.
[The west is dead too. Damn, even though there are four outposts, our team’s gotten pretty troublesome, hasn’t it?]
[What? To him?]
[Yeah.]
[Is he targeting only us? Leader, haven’t you heard about any other teams dying?]
[I have. Apparently, someone on the west side like you was taken out by Baek Doyul. Elsewhere, at most one person per team has died.]
Unless the Hunter team had been the only ones to approach with their heads held high, even an idiot would have noticed.
Right now, Seojun was—
“Is he insane?”
He was picking off only the Hunter team, as though choosing dolls from a claw machine.
[Hahaha. He is insane, isn’t he?]
The leader laughed.
And Lloyd was startled for a moment.
Everyone on their team spoke informally, creating a freewheeling atmosphere.
The leader was no different just because he was the leader.
But even while acting so casually—or perhaps because he acted that way—he ruthlessly discarded any team member who crossed the line, as if throwing out garbage.
[Well, our objective is to keep them in check, not covet their resources. We don’t lose anything by dying. Let’s get our revenge. It’s irritating, though.]
‘Phew.’
Lloyd’s brows drew together.
It was because of Seojun, who had made him nervous for no reason even though he had gotten permission before acting.
If they were the weak side, being pursued and ambushed, shouldn’t they not be acting like this?
Lloyd was running as fast as he could.
He reached the spot where the corpse lay.
[Huh? He’s targeting this side too? But he doesn’t stand a chance.]
The corners of Lloyd’s mouth lifted.
No matter how skilled the opponent was, he was no match for their leader.
The leader was the only person Lloyd respected.
The man had created the Hunter system from nothing and hunted down all kinds of games.
[Maybe it’s because we built the barricade, and we’ve got that skilled sniper who landed a love shot on the guy from the Raiders?]
“That’s part of it, but it’s probably because of the leader. He’d go down in one shot from a headshot just like anyone else.”
After picking up all the items and reequipping himself, Lloyd aimed toward the tower and stopped.
Although only a short time had passed, the players from the other teams had crossed more than half the distance.
So there was no need for him to try reaching the outer wall.
Even if it wasn’t breached here, the wall would soon be breached from another direction anyway.
Hup.
He steadied his breathing.
He pressed his eye to the scope and aligned the crosshairs with the direction from which the enemy had appeared a moment ago.
Then he waited.
He would definitely come back.
[Ah, he’s dead. He really is targeting only our team. Hahaha. Crazy. Rookie, what the hell did you touch? Still, since he’s focusing only on us, maybe we can reach the outer wall a little sooner.]
So even the leader had died.
Lloyd waited, laughing pointlessly. He kept waiting.
‘I’ll take revenge myself.’
The wait was short.
It only felt long because he had entered a state of extreme concentration.
He was so absorbed that he did not even flinch when another opponent—not Seojun, who was in charge of the south—fired a shot at him.
If it wasn’t Seojun, he figured there was no way a headshot would kill him in one shot, so he ignored it.
Then, after a short period of less than a minute, a figure finally appeared.
It was Seojun.
Arrogant.
He was standing in exactly the same spot as before, aiming at him.
Lloyd was in a state of intense concentration.
He could see that the time Seojun needed to catch him in his sights was truly no more than a fleeting instant.
But regardless, his finger tensed where it rested on the trigger.
‘So arrogant.’
A love shot.
If Seojun had pulled the trigger without even a 0.01-second delay the moment he appeared, there would have been no love shot. But Lloyd had originally intended to aim if Seojun appeared, so he was slightly late.
That was why it would be a love shot.
‘But simply taking him down is enough to leave a mark.’
Within his heightened concentration, the gunshot stabbed into his ears.
Bang!
He would be hit soon too.
But it didn’t matter.
He etched the scene clearly into his eyes.
The moment of revenge, and the lesson he was delivering—hitting his target even as he was hit.
But then—
‘Huh?’
His concentration broke.
A completely unexpected result appeared.
He had calmly waited for death, but he did not die.
The opponent, who had fired as well and should have died, did not die either.
Both the bullet that should have reached him and the bullet he had fired seemed to vanish in midair.
A warning alarm began blaring violently, signaling that something had gone wrong.
But with his concentration broken, all he could do was stare blankly at what happened next.
Just like the Koreans who had fallen victim to the blunt sword called Dungeom that he had seen while gathering information.
Powerlessly.
Seojun’s health decreased.
He had been hit once by a bullet fired by another teammate.
But Seojun paid no attention to that, held his position, and reloaded.
His hands moved, the gun lowered, then rose again.
Every movement was slow, yet fast.
‘He has to dodge…! Or someone needs to land a headshot!’
Bang!
A gunshot that should not have been audible from such a distance rang out.
Thud!
His brow was pierced straight through.
Only at the moment of his death did the thoughts paralyzed by tension begin flowing again.
Lloyd realized what Seojun had done—and why he himself had not died.
‘That crazy bastard! He did that in an actual match?’
Seojun had not aimed at his brow with the first shot.
Seojun had aimed at his gun muzzle.
* * *
-Wow…..
-I just pissed myself
-Hitting bullets lmao
-So what even is that guy?
-They think he’s the person who sent the donation yesterday
-The proper education is insane lmaoooooooo
-Now he’s even hitting bullets? You crazy host
Seojun came down from the platform immediately after firing his second shot.
His health had dropped to a dangerously low level.
But since he hadn’t died, it was fine.
“I took care of him.”
“Crazy, I saw that. How did you not die?”
-I seriously thought the guy was insane when Joam told him the enemy was aiming at him and he said he’d just stand in the same spot again
-So I was wondering why he stood there again lmaoooooooo He wanted to hit the bullet
-Ah lmao Host, hitting the person is hard, but shooting the gun muzzle directly is easy
-No lmao hitting the person is impossible. Even if it’s the host. Isn’t it?
-Possible
Seojun explained it to Joam while reloading his gun.
“Joam told me the enemy’s direction and distance, and that he was standing still and aiming. So it was easy.”
“What was easy about it?”
“This.”
Seojun used an emergency recovery kit to restore his health, then climbed back onto the platform, killed one person, and came back down.
Naturally, that person was from the Hunter team.
“Nice! Another one cut! Even if this is a match where you can shoot anyone, how do you hit them so accurately?”
The teammates still hadn’t noticed, but the viewers knew.
-It’s not a match where you can just shoot anyone, though? lmaoooooooo
-The host is grinding like crazy to get revenge on the Hunter guys, and they have no idea lmaoooooooo
-The other teams all figured it out
-Ryan was barely holding in his laughter lmao
-Bear was barely holding in his laughter too lmao
“But Seojun.”
Baek Doyul called out to Seojun, who was preparing his next attack.
“Yes?”
“I think we’re about to break through.”
“The east?”
At Seojun’s reply to Baek Doyul, who was in the west, Sisik Corner, positioned in the east, became flustered.
Timidly.
“I-I think they’re about to arrive, but how do you know that, Baek Doyul?”
“I’m sorry. I just had a feeling. They should be spreading out now.”
“Let’s go.”
While his teammates descended below the tower and took up positions, Seojun climbed onto the platform and killed everyone he could before looking east.
The east was the direction where the leaders had been.
The others should be directly below the outer wall, so no one was visible from this angle.
They had moved the most safely, but arrived first because Seojun had told them to prioritize not dying.
There was no way they could properly keep the enemy in check.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Four explosions rang out, and one section of the outer wall collapsed.
‘Our team can go back down and build another wall, but….’
If they did that, the enemies scattered below would kill Seojun.
Afterward, the walls in the other directions also began to collapse.
But it was fine.
The interior of a base that had entered Tier 3 was spacious.
Within that vast interior stood multiple buildings connected by skybridges, including a sniper tower with its upper portion blown away.
At every skybridge and in every building, they could suddenly thrust out their gun muzzles and attack at any time.
The outer wall had been destroyed, but that was why the enemy still couldn’t enter easily.
“No one died, right?”
[No.]
[The situation is good.]
[Let’s attack.]
“Just be careful not to get caught in the explosions.”
* * *
[Ah! Host! No, Seojun! The moment his Hunter team kills pass thirteen, the outer wall is destroyed! Of the nine team members, excluding those guarding the base and the outposts, seven members of the Hunter team are on the battlefield.]
That meant Seojun had killed most of them twice.
Picking out only the Hunter team.
At this point, it had to be called madness.
True madness.
-Host lmao I don’t even know how impressive it is that he’s still targeting only the Hunter team in the middle of all this
-I told you, you can’t get marked by him
-The Hunter team still has room to spare
[That’s right! The Hunter team still has room to spare! Their objective is to keep them in check, after all! It must be irritating, but as long as they accomplish their objective!]
Hayoonho, watching Bangju’s broadcast from outside, wore a serious expression.
[Now! They’re entering the interior! It’s the worst kind of fortress!]
Bangju began explaining Seojun’s fortress.
The more than ten pillar-like buildings each stood as excellent fortresses in their own right, and the attacking team could not even dream of entering the central base until they had chipped away at all of those fortresses from outside.
Destroying the outer wall did not allow them to reach the skybridges or climb to the second floor.
That was because the only staircase leading to the upper floor controlled by the defending team was in the central base.
For reference, if they did not move toward the center while chipping away at the outer wall, they would inevitably be killed by the combined attacks of hidden turrets and the defending team positioned at various points along the route.
They could come down from above, but climbing up was impossible, and the enemy could thrust out only their gun muzzles and attack at any moment.
It was a fortress specialized for defense.
[Bang! Bang! Wow! The siege team is really starting to blow things up! And in response, the host’s team—or rather, the defending team—is also keeping them in check. It’s definitely a fortress specialized for defense, but since they could still push in very quickly if anything goes wrong, the advantage is still with the siege side, isn’t it? I wonder if they have a way to turn this around! Ah, in the middle of all that, the host is sniping the Hunter team member who came back after killing him! Like I said, you can’t get marked by him! Hahahaha!]
Regardless of Bangju’s reaction, many people were saying that Seojun was moving inefficiently.
That he was so crazed by revenge that he was heading toward defeat.
But—
“Whew.”
Hayoonho sighed.
Seojun wasn’t doing that simply because of revenge.
Seojun had recruited them for the sake of victory, so he was merely acting accordingly.
Of course, some personal feelings must have been mixed in.
“He told us that if he thought he could win, we should immediately go to the Hunter team’s main base and turn it into the Stone Age. He said to do whatever we wanted if he thought he’d lose, but… hmm. The two who disappeared seem important.”
He had to make a choice.
Seojun had politely told him that if he seemed likely to win but Hayoonho did not attack the Hunter team, then Hayoonho’s team would be the next to be turned into the Stone Age after the Hunter team.
Politely.
In any case, it wasn’t a demand that would cause Hayoonho a major loss.
Even if Seojun reached a situation where he looked likely to win, Hayoonho wouldn’t be joining the siege team now, so simply plundering the Hunter team’s resources was a fairly good deal.
That was why who won mattered.
If possible, Hayoonho wanted Seojun to lose.
The overwhelming first-place team had to be kept in check.
And there was no need to help him either.
Seojun had enough sense not to force him to do so if he thought he would lose.
But then—
[Ah! Everyone, regarding the two people who disappeared earlier. I think it’s about time I told you! They’re mining resources! This is going to be a battle over whether they can hold out until those two gather enough resources to reach Tier 4—or whether they’ll be blown away before then!]
Ah.
So they were gathering resources?
“Let’s move out. We’ve won this.”
Hayoonho didn’t want to return to the Stone Age.
-Wow! So the host was planning to finish it with a frying pan!
-No! What happens when you reach Tier 4? lmao
-Yeah, what happens?
-Ah lmao, if the host just holds out, he wins this for sure
-They’ll probably get pushed back before then, gg
-No, even if he equips a frying pan, nothing changes lmao What a bunch of ordinary fools lmao
-Another building just got demolished