After, Jay turned his gaze towards the building where his target, the bishop, was hiding.
The muscle tear in his right leg was gone, but the price he paid—three years of his lifespan—came with mental exhaustion.
His body was now normal, but his time had been shortened by three years.
'The Bishop.'
In the ruins of the outer shopping district, the bishop of the Bloodeye Oracle, was still his target.
Sung-jin crossed the ruins and headed towards the old warehouse building where the bishop was hiding.
[Warning: Target detected (Bishop - 'Lawrence of the Bloody Tears', Divine Power Level 4). Survival probability less than 5% with a frontal assault in the current state.]
[Instruction: Infiltrate using the sewer entrance at the rear of the building. Estimated travel distance: 120m. Estimated enemies encountered: 3 (low-level followers).]
As always, the system presented the most inefficient and complicated route.
But Jay no longer questioned it. The "inefficiency" presented by the system meant controlling variables.
He avoided the front of the building and turned into a narrow alleyway towards the rear.
The area was filled with garbage and the stench of decay, and the darkness seeping through the collapsed walls enveloped him.
As he passed through the alley leading to the rear, Sung-jin encountered three low-level followers, as expected.
They wore thin leather armor and carried rusted longswords.
They were the most insignificant dogs guarding the bishop.
"Stop right there, infidel!"
One of the followers shouted, but Jay was already moving according to the system's calculations. He only had a dagger left, but his skills relied more on his body itself than on his weapon. [Skill: Joint Manipulation]
[Requirements: Minimum 0.3 years of lifespan or severe wrist/elbow fracture. Effect: Predicts enemy movements for a short time, twisting or incapacitating joints with minimal force.]
Jay chose to pay the 0.3 years of lifespan. He couldn't afford physical injury right now.
[Skill activated. 0.3 years of lifespan deducted.]
His movements were much faster than before.
The moment the system's trajectory calculation lines unfolded in his eyes, just before the longswords wielded by the first and second followers grazed his shoulder, Sungjin twisted his body, predicting the swords' movements.
He grabbed the wrist of the follower holding the sword and twisted it.
The power of the skill transcended human limits, and the follower's wrist joint made a crunching sound as it bent backward.
"Aargh!"
The follower screamed, dropping his longsword, and Jay snatched the sword out of the air.
Now wielding a longsword instead of a dagger, Jay charged at the second follower.
The second follower immediately assumed a defensive stance, but his movements already seemed like a slow-motion video to Jay.
Sungjin struck the follower's jaw and temple hard with the blunt handle of the longsword, not the blade. (Because he would have to pull it out if it got stuck.)
The second follower collapsed, unconscious, with the sound of breaking bones.
The last follower recoiled in fear, but Jay had no time to show mercy.
He threw the longsword at the third follower's heart.
Whoosh!