The Game of the Greatest Black Mage-Chapter 171

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Chapter 171

The greatsword and the two daggers clashed, sending a shower of brilliant sparks into the air.

Sibren's legs dug into the ground as he blocked the greatsword with nothing more than two daggers, the force of the impact creating a large crater around him.

In terms of raw power, one might think Balthar had the clear advantage.

But that wasn't entirely the case.

Kagagagagak—!!!

A harsh, grating sound filled the air as the daggers and the greatsword scraped against each other.

But in the next instant, the noise stopped, and Sibren’s form vanished.

With its target gone, the greatsword tore through the floor instead.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaah—!!!

A crimson sword aura shot out, leaving a long gash on the ground.

In that moment, Sibren had used the explosive sound of the impact as cover to move behind Balthar, crossing his two daggers to strike in a single motion.

Swish!

It was a silent, stealthy slash, so swift it was as if the air itself didn't notice it being cut.

The two daggers, crossed in an X-shape, were aimed directly at the back of Balthar's neck.

But just then, Fiora appeared.

One of her arms transformed into a shield, the other into a spear.

She thrust her shield-arm forward, blocking both daggers.

Kagagagagagagaga—!!!

Sibren stared at Fiora with an emotionless gaze, wondering when she had found the time to move the Merchant Manager to safety.

Without a trace of annoyance or anger in his eyes, he quickly pulled back the hands holding the daggers, kicked off her shield, and leaped away from his position.

In response, Fiora's other arm, which had become a spear, shot out to pierce the spot where Sibren had just been.

Having anticipated this, Sibren had already retreated, and he crouched to pounce once more.

However, a sense of foreboding from above made him react.

Without even looking up to confirm, he quickly kicked off the ground and rolled away.

The moment he moved, a beam of crimson moonlight slammed into the spot he had just vacated, devastating the area.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah—!!!

It was a destructive force that would have been difficult to withstand even for Sibren with his tough scales had it been a direct hit.

It was a chilling sight, but Sibren paid it no mind, moving swiftly to leave the area and identify who had fired the moonlight beam.

But before he could even spot them...

Booooom!!!

Balthar’s brutish charge followed as he launched himself off the floor.

Sibren, still with that same emotionless expression, confirmed Balthar’s approach and was about to move out of the way.

Just then, a hand suddenly shot out from the sewer floor.

It was a hand made of rock—different from the Grip of the Abyss from before.

Sibren swung his daggers with both arms.

Shhssshk—.

A sharp cutting sound was heard, and the rock hand split into dozens of pieces, forced to release its hold on Sibren.

As soon as he broke free from the stone hand, Sibren tried to escape the area immediately.

But Balthar was slightly faster.

Kwagagagagaga!!!

The greatsword, imbued with formidable destructive power, swung towards Sibren.

It seemed to crush everything in its path, from the very air around it, as it sought to tear Sibren apart.

Seeing it coming, Sibren swung his own daggers in response.

Taang! Taang!

The first strike, and then the second.

He swung with both daggers, but it wasn't enough.

But then, Sibren activated a skill, unleashing a flurry with his daggers.

Taang! Taang! Taang! Taang!

The third and fourth strikes followed, then the fifth and sixth.

And it didn't end there.

Tatatatatatatatatatata!!!

Faced with a torrent of countless dagger strikes, Balthar's greatsword, cloaked in its crimson aura, began to be pushed back.

Balthar let out a roar as he tried to press down with his superior strength and weight.

"Kraaaaaaaaah!!!"

In response, Sibren increased his speed even further to counter him.

His barrage sped up, as if shifting gears.

Tadadadadadadadang!!!

Overwhelmed by the fierce torrent of blows striking his greatsword, Balthar was finally pushed back, his strength giving way.

His feet, which had been firmly planted, were sent sliding backward, carving two long lines into the ground.

Seeing this, Sibren prepared to continue his assault on Balthar.

Balthar's greatsword had already been knocked upward, leaving his head exposed.

If Sibren pressed his attack now, Balthar would have no choice but to take the full force of the barrage.

And so, Sibren continued his onslaught, aiming for Balthar's body.

However, in that instant, Balthar, who seemed like he should be slow, swiftly brought his greatsword back down with both hands, barely managing to block the attack.

Tang-tadadadadadadada!!!

At the very moment Balthar blocked the attack, Fiora shot out from behind him.

Seeing her, Sibren's eyes widened, if only for a moment.

His barrage was already in motion.

He couldn't stop it midway.

He considered breaking off his attack to block Fiora.

But at that moment, a dangerous glint shone in Balthar's eyes.

If he stopped his barrage now, he would have to face Balthar's counterattack.

It was a moment of choice.

Sibren decided it was better to be hit by Fiora than to endure Balthar's counterattack.

He did not alter the course of his barrage.

However, the sight of Fiora's form changing in that instant, her shield and spear vanishing, was enough to send a chill down Sibren's spine.

Fiora's suddenly transformed appearance was that of a being of a far higher order than a snake.

As he saw Fiora's form change into that of a small but distinct dragon, he belatedly tried to change the direction of his attack, but it was already too late.

Fiora's maw opened, and a small breath attack erupted from within.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaah—!!!

As the small but potent breath attack engulfed Sibren, Balthar, who was nearby, quickly leaped out of the way.

The breath attack struck Sibren and continued onward, piercing through one of the sewer walls and revealing the mountain beyond.

A powerful shockwave swept through the area, spreading like an earthquake.

Krrrrrrrrrrrr—!!!

A gentle wind enveloped Fiora's small, exhausted body and carried her back.

Balthar immediately moved to fill the space she left.

It seemed that even Sibren would have a hard time getting up after that attack.

But no one here was foolish enough to let their guard down.

Just then, something seemed to burst out from the hole in the wall that now revealed the mountain.

Balthar spotted it and raised his greatsword, blocking the way as he unleashed his crimson aura.

Kwaaaaaaaang!!!

As he blocked the thing that shot out of the smoke, a fierce impact swept over Balthar, who barely managed to endure the attack.

Then, Sibren emerged from within the black smoke and dust.

Needless to say, he was far from unharmed.

Most of the sturdy scales he prided himself on had been torn off or melted away, barely retaining their original form.

His arms were a mangled wreck, covered in wounds, likely from trying to defend himself.

Despite such injuries, Sibren paid them no mind and had immediately burst out to attack Balthar.

-Khahaha! That was a decent strike!!!

Balthar yelled, laughing boisterously.

He had to hold the front line by himself until Fiora recovered, a task that should have been daunting.

But Balthar roared as if such pressure meant nothing to him.

At the same time, Sibren narrowed his eyes at Balthar.

It was clear this would not be easy if things continued as they were.

With that thought, Sibren began to form hand seals, as if performing some kind of ninjutsu.

It seemed he had decided to go all out.

The moment he began the seals, Seonghyun, who was in the back, tried to use a skill.

But his body wouldn't move.

This phenomenon meant only one thing.

[Hidden Raid Boss, 『Sibren, the Spy from Basilica』 is changing.]

[Hidden Raid Boss, 『Sibren, the Spy from Basilica』 is entering Phase 2.]

Warning

Upon entering Phase 2, the Raid Boss becomes extremely powerful.

Please be careful.

'Is he using some kind of transformation technique?'

Soon, the sound of flesh contorting echoed from Sibren's body.

Tuduk, ttuk!

Bbudeudeuk! Bbudeuk—!

Chwaaaaaaaah—!!!

First came the sound of muscle and flesh twisting.

Then came the sound of bones contorting.

Finally, the sound of skin tearing rang out as Sibren's form began to change.

Just a moment ago, Sibren had been roughly the size of a human, but now he transformed into a giant serpent.

Only his two arms remained; his lower body, where his two legs had been, was gone, replaced by a single long tail.

His torso and lower half were that of a snake, but the way he held his upper body erect with his two arms was a truly bizarre sight.

'So this is a Hidden Raid Boss.'

He had thought it wouldn't be easy, but he hadn't expected this.

-Khahahaha!!! In the end, you're just a beast all the same!!!

Sibren didn't respond to Balthar's arrogant taunt, instead staring at him with cold eyes.

The daggers that had been small just moments ago had grown to match Sibren's new body.

Now larger than Balthar's greatsword, he swung them with astonishing speed.

He was slower than before, given his massive new body, but he was still incredibly fast.

Seeing the daggers come at him, Balthar enveloped himself in his crimson aura and moved to block the attack.

Or rather, he tried to.

But.

Toooooooong—!!!

With a powerful impact and the deafening clang of steel, Balthar was unable to withstand the force of the daggers and was sent flying like a cannonball.

-Gah!

Coughing up blood, Balthar was flung backward and slammed into the sewer wall.

Though the shock spread through his entire body, causing internal injuries, Balthar immediately tried to launch himself back out to attack Sibren.

But Sibren was much faster.

To find the one who had shot the crimson moonlight at him, the creature opened its maw and spat a stream of venom into the depths of the sewer.

Chwaaaaaaaaaaaaaah—!!!

As a violent torrent of poison erupted like a tidal wave, sweeping through the area, the floor of the labyrinth rose up, forming a wall.

Cheok! Cheok! Cheok!

Three thick walls manifested in an instant.

However, the wave of venom melted through all three, threatening to pour down on those hiding behind them.

Just then, a voice laced with annoyance was heard.

"It's so filthy."

Along with the voice, a powerful gust of wind blew forth, creating a storm that dispersed the already weakened torrent of poison.

Realizing they were there, Sibren was about to charge toward the source of the wind.

At that moment, countless spears of brilliant light materialized from the ceiling, and someone spoke.

"How dare you try to attack our Seonghyun?"

Chwachwachwachwachwacha—!!!

Like a downpour of pure light, the spears rained down on Sibren in a torrent.

As Sibren faced this shower of blinding flashes, he prepared to activate the same barrage he had used against Balthar to defend himself.

Just then, a giggle echoed from behind him.

Kikikikiki!!!

[You have been skill-sealed for 5 seconds by the Monarch's Gag Order.]

[Hidden Raid Boss, 『Sibren, the Spy from Basilica』 partially resists.]

[Duration reduced to 2 seconds.]

A giant witch had appeared and stitched Sibren's mouth shut with a turquoise needle. In that instant, Sibren felt it.

His skills had vanished.

He tried to use another skill, but it was useless.

He knew he had to escape, but his massive body hindered him.

Psh-psh-psh-psh-psh-buk!!!

The spears of light pierced Sibren's body all over.

As Sibren endured the pain and tried to move again, a giant blade suddenly shot up from the shadows.

Puuuuuuuk—!!!

The shadow blade pierced through his abdomen.

Caught completely by surprise, Sibren couldn't even block it properly, instead swinging his daggers to slice the blade apart.

He then tried to swing his daggers at the charging Balthar.

Without his skills, it was the best he could do.

He swung his daggers at Balthar.

Kwaaaaaaaang!!!

They clashed with Balthar's crimson-infused sword, the impact merely knocking both of their weapons back.

And in that brief moment, as they were both paused...

A crimson moon appeared above Sibren's head, while the hands of the abyss began to rise from below.

Realizing this was no ordinary fight, Sibren abandoned his plan to subdue them and extract information. He switched to a different plan.

'Escape.'

But was it truly possible to escape from them?

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