I Got an Ex-Class Omnipotent System - Chapter 49

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Episode 49
49: The Pride of the Craftsman Race (4)
While Hanalin and Jiyuchan maintained considerable tension in their battle, the Dwarves, though they spoke harshly, were equally bewildered as they watched the two of them.
In fact, the Dwarves were far more astonished than the Humans themselves.
Unable to overwhelm Humans despite holding numerical superiority? It was beyond humiliation—utterly inexplicable—and they were quite perplexed by it.
‘How is this even possible?’
‘Why are these Humans so strong?’
‘What was that magic just now…?’
‘This… is incomprehensible.’
Their reactions wavered somewhere between bewilderment and disbelief.
The Dwarves engaged Jiyuchan and Hanalin while simultaneously wondering how much longer the Humans could endure, yet also gripped by an unsettling tension—the possibility that they themselves might fall.
Their compact frames made them faster than Jiyuchan, and they moved with three-dimensional agility, their mobility as fluid as aerial combat.
They wielded their short swords in sweeping arcs, attacking Jiyuchan relentlessly.
Clang!
Screech—
Jiyuchan pushed back forcefully, deflecting their blade strikes with a sweeping motion, then fluidly parried their attacks using elegant swordplay.
From the way he blocked attacks not with lines but with surfaces, they keenly felt that Jiyuchan’s swordsmanship ran far deeper than they had anticipated.
As Jiyuchan moved at various angles, gradually tightening his encirclement against his opponents, he furrowed his brow, but each time his breath caught, magic came flying from behind.
Rather than employing complex spells, Hanalin simply unleashed basic elemental magic as light harassment, which the Dwarves scoffed at and attempted to break through with their bodies. But another Dwarf beside them gasped and rushed forward, blocking the magic with his blade.
Then—
Kabooom—
Fierce sparks erupted as he barely deflected the projectile, and the Dwarf’s face drained of color.
Had it struck directly, even with a protective barrier, his head would have taken damage, and he might have died instantly. Realizing this, they all felt a chill run down their spines and gripped their blades more firmly.
It was only because one Dwarf possessed considerable skill that they weren’t truly dead.
Hanalin, observing this, felt no regret; instead, she continued weaving projectiles between basic spells, searching for openings. Jiyuchan seized every gap Hanalin created without hesitation, pressing his attack. But the Buffer Dwarf’s protective barrier blocked his path.
Screech—
As the barrier shattered in one stroke, a Dwarf retreated backward.
Another Dwarf fell back, and two more crossed paths as they rushed at Jiyuchan simultaneously.
Jiyuchan swung his blade at one of the crossing Dwarves to parry their attacks, then extended his leg toward the other approaching Dwarf, sweeping him away cleanly.
Boom—
Crack—
The Dwarf, who had grown slightly careless thinking the distance was closed, left his abdomen exposed and was driven backward, colliding with a tree.
With a splintering sound, the tree toppled and the Dwarf coughed up blood.
“Cough.”
However, the Buffer Dwarf behind him waved his hand, mitigating the damage, and the Dwarf returned to the battlefield.
Three close-combat Dwarves pressed in again without a moment’s respite, and Jiyuchan furrowed his brow as he desperately held them at bay.
Simultaneously, the Dwarves prepared to launch attacks at Hanalin the moment Jiyuchan showed any opening, so he swung his blade broadly to pin them down.
And in that instant, Hanalin’s magic unfurled, creating a wide explosive wall that momentarily severed the space between the Buffer Dwarf and the three close-combat Dwarves.
As the Buffer Dwarf’s vision was blocked and he hesitated momentarily, Jiyuchan’s eyes gleamed and he swung his blade, the three Dwarves blocking his attack without hesitation, exchanging blows at breathtaking speed.
Once, twice—over a dozen exchanges per second flashed between them, and in that instant of rapid attack and defense, the explosive wall rising behind the Dwarves writhed and shifted.
“Stop it, block it!!!”
In that instant, a skilled Dwarf caught on and shouted.
But by the time he noticed, the bullet hidden within the cracking wall had already been fired.
Whiiiing——
Whoooosh——
The bullet spun ferociously, wrapping itself in flames as it tore through Midair, leaving a trail of crimson fire in its wake. The Dwarf who had shouted urgently bulged his muscles with the resolve to tear them apart, launching himself forward like a cannonball.
The fired Dwarf soared over the cracking, scorching wall and rushed desperately toward the Buffer Dwarf to shield him, but only the Buffer Dwarf stood there, staring blankly with wide eyes.
The bullet was nowhere to be seen, and before the Dwarf could even clear the wall, a scream erupted from elsewhere.
“Ugh.”
It wasn’t the Buffer Dwarf.
As the stunned Dwarf turned toward the source of the cry, the cracking wall vanished, and he saw another Dwarf collapse with a gaping hole through his chest.
The balance had shattered.
Rather than rage at losing a comrade, only a chilling sensation rippled through the Dwarves. The moment the cracking wall disappeared and Jiyuchan’s eyes gleamed as he swung his blade at the remaining isolated Dwarf, the Battalion Commander Dwarf attempted to step forward and block. But then——
Snap——
With a sound of something tearing, his legs wouldn’t move.
It was the sound of his hip joint snapping from forcing movement. The Battalion Commander Dwarf desperately tried to move despite the pain, compelled by the obsession to act faster, while the Buffer Dwarf cast recovery upon him—but the healing was too slow.
And seeing the Buffer Dwarf, the Battalion Commander Dwarf cried out.
“You fool! Not me——”
The Buffer Dwarf’s misjudgment revealed itself in results before the Battalion Commander Dwarf could finish speaking.
The Dwarf clashing with Jiyuchan swung his blade rapidly to block the attack, but he was outmatched. Jiyuchan lowered his stance with his body and swept his blade horizontally, severing the Dwarf’s neck.
Slice——
Thud, roll.
The head tumbled to the Ground as the body fell, and the Buffer Dwarf continued healing the Battalion Commander Dwarf, who stood frozen in indecision.
But before the healing could complete, that sound reached his ears.
Whiiiing——
As the fierce spinning sound of the rotating bullet rang out, the Battalion Commander Dwarf tried to raise his blade, but his lower body wavered from his still-unhealed legs, and he could only collapse where he stood.
Seizing that moment of instability, the bullet pierced through the Buffer Dwarf’s head as he focused entirely on healing, oblivious to the projectile.
Splat.
His head burst apart with pathetic ease, and the Buffer Dwarf’s body rolled across the Ground.
Watching this, the Battalion Commander Dwarf gritted his teeth and rose to his feet on trembling, half-healed legs. Before him stood Jiyuchan, his expression weary as he exerted intense concentration. The Battalion Commander Dwarf raised his short sword and muttered.
“Damn it.”
“….”
Meanwhile, Jiyuchan said nothing and swung his blade. The Battalion Commander Dwarf couldn’t hold out long before his neck was severed like the others, his head rolling to the Ground.
His final expression held no resentment or grievance—only incomprehension at how these humans could possibly be so strong.
After eliminating all four Dwarves, both Jiyuchan and Hanalin muttered wearily, shaking their heads.
“Phew, there’s never an easy battle, is there?”
“…Still, at least we’re growing fast because of it.”
“I suppose that’s true.”
Hanalin nodded in agreement with Jiyuchan’s words.
Then, hearing the traces of battle echoing from far away, she murmured.
“That one looks like it’ll be finished soon too. I mean, why would they even try to deceive us?”
Though I was caught off guard at first, the fact that they’d pursued this so obsessively made it certain that the curse claim was nothing but a lie.
From the start, neither Hanalin nor Jiyuchan had entertained the thought that Dohyun’s appraisal might be wrong. They’d been shaken somewhat, but not enough to doubt him.
In any case, that’s why they spoke in hushed tones while glancing toward where Dohyun was.
“How unlucky can you get, touching Dohyun and bringing this disaster upon yourselves?”
“Right?”
The Battalion Commander Dwarf’s head, which would have found their words utterly absurd had he still been alive to hear them, rolled uselessly across the ground.
As the sounds of combat from the other direction gradually faded, Jiyuchan moved and spoke.
“Let’s sort through the spoils first. Dohyun will be thrilled when he gets back.”
“Sounds good.”
At first, handling corpses felt somewhat distasteful, but was it because this was already the third time doing this work?
The two of them seemed oddly accustomed to it now.
Then, suddenly.
‘Doesn’t this make us look like Villains?’
‘…Could there actually be a curse after all?’
When their eyes met while rifling through the spoils with such thoughts in mind, they both flinched and quickly looked away.
It was better not to entertain such unnecessary thoughts.
How much time had passed like this?
By the time the two of them finished organizing the spoils, the sounds of combat from the other direction had completely ceased.
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Dohyun, moving far from where Jiyuchan and Hanalin were, couldn’t help but smile wryly as he noticed Talgrin following behind him.
When someone was this blatant about it, it was genuinely difficult to ignore.
Now that he was wearing the necklace, his senses had sharpened, and he could definitely feel it.
Right now, Talgrin was obsessed with obtaining this necklace.
The more he pursued it, the more certain Dohyun became.
This necklace truly possessed value worthy of such desire.
Well, he already knew its utility from wearing it, but if a Dwarf of the Craftsman Clan coveted it this much, it must be even better than he’d thought.
As Dohyun ran with these thoughts, cutting through the Monsters that rushed at him, Talgrin’s voice reached him from a distance.
“You’d better hand it over quietly!!!”
Watching Talgrin shout like that, Dohyun spoke with exasperation.
“What kind of necklace am I supposed to hand over? Anyone watching would think I’m a thief.”
Muttering with exasperation while surveying the surroundings, he spotted a fairly large open field nearby. Dohyun came to a stop there.
Since he’d killed quite a few Monsters as they came, there was little presence felt in the area, so he judged it safe to fight here. As he stopped, Talgrin, apparently under some serious misunderstanding, smiled wickedly and spoke.
“There, you’ve finally decided to hand it over.”
“…Your delusions really know no bounds.”
“What?”
“When did I ever say I’d give it to you?”
Rather, when Dohyun took this attitude, Talgrin’s expression twisted like that of a demon.
Among the Dwarves, he possessed considerable talent—who could have dared speak to him so insolently? Experiencing such impudence for the first time in ages, Talgrin’s face flushed red and pale in turns as he glared at Dohyun.
And Dohyun, watching Talgrin like that, smiled faintly and spoke.
“You think staring at me will make me hand over the necklace? What are you waiting for? Come at me. Or is the pride of the Craftsman Clan just empty words?”
Dohyun unleashed his provocation.
A deafening roar tore through the air——
The effect was spectacular.

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