Mardinal: The Assassin's Adventure
Chapter 5: The Mentally Ill Youth

“Shadow Hologram!”

A hologram-shaped shadow resembling Mardin's body suddenly appeared beside Boomer, preparing to slash at him using a holographic machete. The Boomer reflex jumps back.

Just dodging the shadow attack, Mardin's figure dashed swiftly towards him. The red-haired young man darted, swinging his machete towards Boomer. Boomer is also staggered back. His neck was scratched slightly about the end of the Mardin cleaver until a drop of blood splashed into the air.

Again Mardin ran towards Boomer with one shadow with each machete ready to slash. Not wanting to be cornered again, Boomer again threw a lot of bombs at Mardin. Forced Mardin to retreat to avoid it, allowing one shadow to vanish with an explosion.

Even if one shadow disappears, Mardin can still create another hologram image with a snap of a finger. Automatically one shadow appeared right above the Boomer, circled in midair, then landed while swinging a slash. Spontaneous Boomers jump to the side avoiding the attack.

After being far enough out of the shadows as well as from Mardin himself, Boomer began to use an assault rifle, shooting Mardin's real body. Instead of being shot, Mardin's body turned into a holographic image and disappeared after being shot, while the holographic image that had attacked Boomer turned into his original body.

“What style did the boy use?” hiss Boomer was irritated while cocked his rifle.

Without further ado, Mardin ran quickly towards Boomer. Boomer continued to shoot Mardin, but there was no bullet hit him because Mardin moved very agile, some bullets can also be repelled using the surface of the cleaver.

Immediately Mardin jumped high, then darted while swinging his machete again. Boomer can barely escape. He tried to restrain Mardin's slash with his rifle, but instead it was split in half.

“Ap—.”

Mardin didn't give Boomer a chance. The young man immediately kicked Boomer's body until it bounced away.

“Uhuk! Uhuk!”

Boomer fell on his back from a Mardin kick. Luckily, he was still able to get up even though blood had started to come out of his mouth.

“The child has a strange Ru Element,” Inner Boomer while trying to get up, “He can create a hologram shadow. Not only using it as an additional aid, the shadow could also be used as a teleportation intermediary.”

Boomer raised his head, seeing the figure of Mardin still standing there while casually twirling his machete. The young man's face did not show any fatigue at all, not even visible injuries all over his body. Instead, he gave Boomer a friendly smile as if this fight was nothing serious.

What is not serious?! This fight uses life as a bet. One of them had to die in order to be declared a loser.

That's the rule of a killer fight on this dangerous planet.

“Enough, tinnitus boy!”

The iron backpack that Boomer had been carrying behind transformed into a pair of large miniguns. Seeing the old man pull out the mainstay weapon made Mardin raise both hands, but one hand still faithfully holds the machete.

“Waduh, Sir. Seriously, wear a kayak like that?” mardin asked with a shocked expression. “If you know this, mending I say retreat. This week must be ready to go to the condition of Grandma Kos's relatives, sir.”.

“I don't care!” boomer shouted loudly. “From yesterday you seemed to really want to kill me. Now, it's my turn to deliver a fatal attack until your body is blown to pieces!”

A streak of two miniguns was fired. Mardin avoided every shot. But this time he returned to using his skateboard, sliding fast while continuing to dodge.

The gliding motion was very fast and agile, not a single bullet was able to touch it. Even still in a state of gliding, Mardin had a little crouching, fending off all the bullets using a machete.

Boomer is getting upset because all of his attacks have nothing to do. “Ergh! Eat this, damn boy!”

The muzzle of one of the miniguns transforms into a laser cannon muzzle. The boomer immediately shot a purple laser light towards Mardin several times. Of course, Mardin was still able to dodge while skating on a skateboard. Even his face showed a smile so happy with this fight.

“You think you're the only one with the toy?”

Still skating, Mardin turned his machete until it transformed into a blaster gun. He also has a high alto sideways. When in an inverted position in the air, Mardin took aim.

“I also have!”

“Laser Cannon!”

A blue hologram circle accompanied by formulas of numbers appeared in front of the muzzle of the gun. When the trigger is pressed, a blue laser beam is ejected through the circle, darting towards the Boomer.

“Aaaakh!”

The attack did not hit Boomer directly, but enough to make him bounced away due to the resulting explosion.

The smoke billowed increasingly thick, covering the surrounding landscape. Boomer tried to get back up with countless cuts and bruises, his mouth and head had also spewed out quite a lot of blood. His head was wobbly, wary of attacks from multiple directions.

As the puff of smoke grew thinner, Boomer widened to see the figure of Mardin hurtling away towards him, squatting while dragging his cleaver across the asphalt. When the machete was dragged, its scratch marks on the asphalt gave rise to a line of beautiful blue neon light. In addition, the blue line on the design of the machete was also lit up more brightly with a small sighing sound.

Accompanied by a cheerful big smile, Mardin yelled out his manager, “Blue Neon Freedom!”

Now, Boomer no longer has a gun. While trying to reach into his pocket, he did not find any bombs or grenades. Plus, his body that was covered in wounds was already unable to continue the fight.

Mardin really didn't give Boomer a chance to take a breath. A single holographic shadow appeared above Boomer, shot towards him then pierced Boomer's stomach to the ground.

“Argh!”

The hologram's shadow turned into the original Mardin form, overlapping Boomer's body. He lifted the machete up, rotated briefly, then thrust into Boomer's left shoulder.

“Aaaarrrgggh!!!”

Boomer screams in pain. Blood gushed quite a lot from the wound on his shoulder, even unmitigated Mardin increasingly punched his machete while slightly moved inside the wound, making more blood seep out.

Boomers are in pain, coughing up lots of blood. This fight really put him on the verge of death.

This young….

The young man who was currently overlapping his body on top was no ordinary Rogue. He was very interested in the fight related to life betting. It could be seen from how happy he was to enjoy all forms of attacks.

The gaze of his dark blue eyes was shiny, and the cheerful smile on his maze face that was slightly dirty by the splashes of blood. This young man is really mentally ill.

“Nah, Mr.”

“Argh! Aaarrrgh!!!”

Mardin deepened his machete until it penetrated into the back of the shoulder, stuck in the asphalt.

“What do you think, huh? Exciting enough?” For a moment Mardin saw the surrounding scenery that was still full of smoke from the explosion. “I could have finished you from the beginning with the Laser Cannon attack earlier, but not exciting if there is no attraction.”

Mardin chuckled happily, giving a sun-bright smile accompanied by an innocent look towards Boomer.

“So it was fun, huh? Since it's a rule that one of the assassins who fight must die, do you have any last words? Maybe I can say hello to your relatives or friends. If they don't fuck around, I won't do anything about them. Just relax.”

“You...”.

When his entire body was almost numb, life was on the edge, Boomer gave Mardin a small grin. That certainly makes Mardin raise his eyebrows in wonder.

“I just realized.. You have red hair and a familiar face shape..”.

Mardin's cheerful face turned flat accompanied by a sharpening gaze. He understood where this old man was going.

“Iya…. You're similar…. It looks a lot like that guy. The Beast…. The Demon Beast his title..”.

A faint blue glint appeared as the sharper the gaze he displayed. Mardin….

While enduring tremendous pain, spewing a little blood, Boomer tried to speak, “... A Rogue figure known to be able to subvert many Guilds single-handedly. Heh. He was adored, but humiliated anyway. Dia...he...”.

“He is actually just a weak creature!” Boomer is screaming hysterically. “He was weak just because of one j*lang!”

When Mardin's blue eyes turned silver, some of his white eyes began to be slightly coated in black.

“In the end, he collapsed because he was reminded by the j*lang! The body that was always used to kill people turned out to contain a heart as weak as cotton! Insultant! Disgust! From the start, he didn't deserve to be adored by any killer!”

It did not feel that both of Mardin's hands were tightly clenched until they shook violently.

“Your face, your smile, and your fighting style remind me of that disgusting creature! The Devil is Satisfied! Apparently…. Apparently I realized that—.”

Soon Mardin ripped his machete off Boomer's shoulder, slashed Boomer's mouth and chopped off his head. Blood spurted heavily from Boomer's neck wounds, his head rolling down the asphalt away from his body.

Mardin bowed with shoulders up and down, his breathing heavy irregularly. For a few seconds he was silent in such a position. Finally, Mardin tried to regulate his breathing, calming himself from the inner shocks that had somehow come just like that.

“Ngh...”.

Mardin felt something was coming out between his left shoulder and neck. Several small tendrils came out from there, slowly forming a dark green plant stem with a red head filled with red threads as well. The shape of the plant is similar to the Drosera Plant, but more disgusting because the threads and head are covered in blood.

“You are almost an emotion just because of being mocked by a dying person?”

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