Chapter 208: One Versus Three

Three opponents.

One appeared from below him, while the other two were rushing toward him.

However, in that split second, Cillian was able to spot the Death Flag System’s screen appearing in the corner of his eyes.

[Use your Critical Trigger!]

As the information passed through his mind, Cillian quickly processed the situation.

But instead of following the suggestion from the Death Flag System, Cillian raised his hand and blocked the sword coming straight toward his face.

Clang—!

The blade of the summoned knight belonging to the last Shepherd and Cillian’s Hunter Athena’s sword clashed together, producing a loud ringing sound.

[Mimicry Failed]

[Mimicry Failed]

Cillian decided to put some distance between them by dashing away.

Whoosh!

But before Cillian could fully react, the shield-using Shepherd rammed his weapon into Cillian’s body as he tried to escape from the knight’s pursuit.

The force sent him flying backward.

“Urgh!”

Thud!

Cillian was thrown out of the corridor as the impact sent him crashing from one wall into another, leaving his body in pain.

Cillian had no time to dwell on the losing fights that appeared one after another. He immediately stood up and started running away.

Yet instead of being idiots and blindly pursuing him, they kept a safe distance.

Whoosh!

It had already been a minute since the group of Shepherds had started chasing Cillian. At this distance, they were able to see Cillian’s back without a problem.

The reason they had been chasing him without doing anything for a minute was simple. They were afraid that he might do something drastic, something they had been warned about through their intel.

-Almost all actions of Cillian Sparrow are deliberate. Be careful.

And they were right.

Cillian was luring them into a trap that he had prepared beforehand during the time he had spent searching for enemies, only managing to find some at the end of it.

He was leading them toward a corridor where he had placed an Item that he had bought outside, following the request he had made to Darwin to procure one. This was one of the methods he had prepared to ensure that he could kill one of the Shepherds if they chased him too far.

But that wasn’t happening now.

Cillian noticed that they had already passed the corridor where he had planned to trap the trio.

‘That sucks.’

He was growing numb to some—no, most of his plans not working out, since this wasn’t some situation where he was inside a book and everything fell into place before him as if he were some sort of main character.

He wasn’t going to be a main character, nor did he have the qualities of one.

How could a bastard like him, with such a nasty personality, even have the goddess of luck bless him?

‘I was just lucky to be blessed with some luck during my previous encounters, I guess.’

Cillian’s mouth twitched as he tried to humor himself in this pressing situation. It wasn’t like he could cry about it when he wasn’t even that kind of person.

But the jokes had to be abruptly stopped for now.

Cillian began adapting to the situation and started thinking of the right solution for his current unpleasant situation.

And only one came to his mind.

‘I’ll have to go all out and be smart about how I use my abilities. One time. If I fail to surprise them, then it’s going to be troublesome. Lastly…’

Trust your instincts.

As if he had finished talking to himself and making the necessary decisions, Cillian steeled himself.

The moment he did, Cillian immediately made a sharp turn.

As he spun around, he threw Hunter Athena, which had been tightly clenched in his hand, toward the Shepherds.

It whistled through the air as the Shepherds came to a stop.

‘I can’t hear anything…’

Feeling that the same stitched ‘cross’ had already covered both of his ears, hindering his sense of hearing, Cillian watched the sword fly toward his target.

There was no follow-up attack from Cillian, who simply remained standing and looking in their direction with his cold eyes.

But the attack was slightly too fast, and the Shepherd wielding the twin blades had no time to react.

That was until the Shepherd with the shield blocked the thrown sword on his behalf.

The sword spun into the air.

It continued spinning.

But even with that slight distraction caused by Cillian’s throw, the three Shepherds never took their eyes off him.

And he should have just remained in his position, unable to do anything after realizing that all of his attacks were futile.

Even so, all it took was one blink before…

Cillian disappeared from the far end of the corridor, vanishing into the countless corridors of this versioned battlefield filled with endless towers.

Rumble—!

A shadow was cast above their heads as they swiftly looked up.

But whatever scene they had just witnessed, they discovered it far too late.

[Cooldown: Flash Mark [2:00]]

It was Cillian’s first time using his skill in the open.

With his hands tightly clenched around the grip of Hunter Athena, which he had grabbed mid-air, Cillian used it to slash the annoying Shepherd wielding the shield across the head.

Slash—!

It was fast and abrupt, plunging the sword deep into the Shepherd’s skull.

[Death Flag x3]

But it was an effective attack.

The Shepherd wielding the shield slowly fell to the ground with a sword impaled in his head.

But the two, who had no attachment to the Shepherd whatsoever, didn’t dismiss the opportunity that had presented itself before them.

With Cillian sandwiched in the middle, the two remaining Shepherds would be able to corner him, and that was exactly what they swiftly did.

Using the summoned knight as a piggyback by sitting on its shoulder, the Shepherd immediately pointed her finger toward Cillian.

The knight immediately dashed forward.

The same could be said of the Shepherd wielding the blade. The person who had activated the stitched cross ability toward Cillian had already blocked his mouth and ears.

And a small smile escaped his lips when he saw the cross start to manifest over one of Cillian’s eyes, specifically his left.

Both of them dashed forward.

That was until they saw a weird eye on his shoulder.

It hadn’t been there when he disappeared from the corridor and teleported above their heads.

They didn’t know the purpose of this eye…

That was until Cillian spoke under his breath.

“Sing.”

‘Sing?’

They were almost close enough to hurt Cillian. They were just three more seconds away from finishing him off.

But those precious three seconds were enough for Mouthful Eye, who had been with Cillian for most of his journey throughout the hour, to start singing.

A small imaginary tear fell from his eye, as if this was the only job left for him to do after Cillian had discovered that he was more useful than he had initially thought.

A bad singer.

That was his entire existence to Cillian.

“*** ***!”

The two Black Shepherds immediately fell to their knees. They tried to cover their ears so they wouldn’t hear Mouthful Eye’s singing.

Cillian, who was the only one unaffected, didn’t waste the opportunity he had managed to create for himself, something he was starting to abuse whenever he encountered his opponents.

[Mimicry Success]

[Reserved mimic storage: Stitched Senses]

The blade-user Black Shepherd tried to raise his hand to ask something of Cillian, as if he were pleading with him to free him from Mouthful Eye’s relentless singing.

Slash—!

But Cillian didn’t even give his enemy a chance.

He had already copied the ability of this particular Shepherd that had covered his mouth, ears, and left eye.

All that was left now was to kill the perpetrator, and Cillian did just that by delivering one clean thrust from the head down to the throat in a straight line.

Since he was still a bit amateurish when it came to swords, he had only made a disgusting cut.

But the work was done.

[Death Flag x2]

With stitched crosses covering three of his five senses, Cillian turned around and started walking toward the Shepherd who had summoned the old knight.

“*** ***!”

The Shepherd really tried to press her hands against her ears, but to no avail. The sound continued slipping through.

[Mimicry Failed]

[Mimicry Failed]

Cillian glanced toward the knight, which was unable to move or act on its own, with its user unable to control it.

A soft smirk appeared on his lips as he knelt down on the floor.

There, using his one available eye, Cillian locked gazes with the Shepherd, who slowly raised her head.

[Mimicry Failed]

There were traces of fear in the woman’s eyes.

[Mimicry Failed]

Yet traces of victory appeared in Cillian’s.

[Mimicry Failed]

For the next few seconds, Cillian abused his Mimicry by activating it non-stop.

[Mimicry Success]

[Mental load increased by 2%]

Once he saw that he had succeeded, Cillian slowly got up from the ground and raised his hand into the air before striking it down toward the Shepherd summoner, ending her life once and for all.

Slash—!

[Death Flag x1]

sorry for the late upload. no electricity lmaoo