The Unemployed Game Master

It looks like a word that will show determination and greatness

Ismog and his friend named Denma wore happy smiles. The wrinkles on Highess's face became a pleasant sight.

It's clear that a player facing two opponents at once will encounter problems, but it wasn't expected these problems would become so complicated.

"I didn't expect it to turn out like this! Moreover, they seem intent on making me go through all of this!" The poison in Highess's body had begun to take effect. Every passing second weakened him, and continuing this fight would only worsen his condition.

Of course, if the poison had to be neutralized with an antidote, it was in the pouch at his waist. He might be able to take the antidote, but he wouldn't be given the chance.

Tap!

The time had come. Ismog moving at full speed, gripped his brightly shining axe.

"Berserker Impact..." He came before Highess's face, raising the axe and swiftly bringing it down.

Swings...

Highess tried to dodge, but his body seemed sluggish. The effect of Sacrifice Buster had worn off, slowing his movemen