The original Great Aug is a ghost with blue skin.
It's an evolutionary appearance of an orga, but my body is actually about one turn smaller than an orga. It's about the same as a human being with a good physique. But the horror is not the ratio of an orga. Arm strength beyond the auga, agility that slipped through, and skill in using weapons rolling over Thousand Swords Peak. Charisma and dominance released from its strength. Purely high specs. I don't have personalities like magic I specialize in or special skills that can only be used for augs, but I also don't have tactics that take personality backwards. Those adventurers who oppose it also demand a pure spec height.
But what's standing here now is an even more evolved named demon.
It was the crusader 'Bovine Waka'.
"Fushiyu..."
Ushiwaka stands upright, stepping on the earth with his arms together, staring at the eight adventurers gathered at the summit of the mountain. Wearing clothes like a dressing, he wore a small one-handed sword on his hips. It was precisely a samurai stand-up, with a more righteous face than that. Also behind its fearful and beautifully littered standings is the Great Auga of the Five, like a faithful minister.
Everyone saw it at first sight and remembered the war.
Beautiful ghosts, strong.
"He's a demon, but he's wearing clothes, Zo."
"It's not like a thoughtful exterior. When you become a high-ranking demon, you can knit clothes out with your own magic. Probably blade resistant too."
Kizna answered Karan's question.
"Oh, that's knowledge. You don't know anything about mindfulness armor?
I said it like Velochio was impressed.
As [Survivor] stepped to the top of the mountain, [Wanderer] was reaching it almost simultaneously again.
"Oh, whoa, do you? It's better than that. Whether it's the cow or Ben Kay, it's more important."
I pointed to the bovine walrus so Kizna could deceive me.
Everyone felt the signs of the demon as frightening as the signs of the mighty.
"Well, you thought you could take them down if you gathered the numbers."
Bovine walrus threw up boring.
And kick in something that was at your feet.
"It's..."
It was the bones that made the teasing noise and rolled over to the Nicks.
He was an undisputed human being.
It tells the story of the brilliant presence of the eyebrows in front of us being ghosts.
It's a testament to eating people.
"They were just boneless people...... no, it's not like you don't?
Ushiwaka twists her neck to her own words.
It was such a bare gesture, more of a question to the expression itself than to say I made a joke.
"Correctly, it was just a bunch of bone weak people... or something. What about you guys?
Watch the adventurers on this occasion as the bovine walrus deserve it.
With that.
It's Mr. Bellocchio.
"What is it, Mr. Nick?"
"It's a temporary truce. I'm not talking about the Great Aug."
"I agree. The battle can be unconscious if you don't forget."
"It's a different story, not at all... it's a class that advanced adventurers deal with."
The frightening tension spreads.
You don't have to tell me. They'll all forget about the battle. That much pressure was on the bovine walrus. Probably stronger than the Adventurer Alliance grasps.
"Kizna, Zem. We're gonna do the worst we can."
Kizna and Zem nod small.
I watched that as the bovine walrus looked bored.
"Hey, have you finished your consultation? I'll eat you gently. Come quickly."
"... hey you, nothing else?
"He?"
"There should have been a tag on either armor or clothes. If you're a labyrinth city adventurer, your name is sewn. You're not taking it home. Um. If I had a family, I'd give them my armor."
Listening to Nick's words, Ushiwaka gave him a sneaky laugh when he came.
The sneak laugh eventually became a laugh that I wouldn't hide.
"Ha-ha-ha! You were going to come this far and go home alive, you crazy bastard!
"Oops, life is full of shame"
"You rude bastards! But you must be delicious!
Ushiwaka's anger was the signal at the beginning of the battle.
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Everyone thought you were dancing. It was so beautiful. Pull out the one-handed sword smoothly, hoist it in heaven, and step out loosely.
"Gu......!
At that moment, Nick was taking the sword of the bovine walrus.
"Nooo? That's a strange response. Heavier than it looks."
"Come on, I don't know!
Nick let go of the kick as he received the sword of the bovine walrus.
"Shh!
Bovine walrus pulls back to unexpected pressure.
Rather than being pushed by power, he was wary of strange responses.
"Hmm... Humans use odd moves. Let's be honest there."
"Then surrender."
"Non never missed a man who begged for forgiveness. Other demons are supposed to be. If so, so be it. I wish I could!
At that moment, the bovine walrus held a single sword from wherever it came from and became a duplicant.
"Ku......!
Nick strikes me with speed and force that is no different than when I wave a single knife. Nick overtakes him with a dagger, but soon the blade spilled and he was also miserable to see.
"Hmm, can two swords handle enough?"
"What's that...? Where did you get it out of...?
"Come on. I wish you would seed it too..."
"You can't do that!
Nick dumped the dagger...... and kicked the falling dagger. Was the bovine walrus unexpected, too, inevitably making a muscle wound to the cheek? Then the blood conveyed its cheeks.
Bovine walrus wipes his blood, and stares into his own hands with a gesture.
"I've never had an attack like this before."
"I've never been a decent hit before, either."
"Don't be ridiculous!
A brilliant face stained with anger.
The bovine walrus scatters a trembling rage of air.
Come on. There's going to be a horrible attack, Nick thinks so and pulls his mind together.
But still, there's not as much pressure on me as on the training ground very recently.
Not so much when it's relative to a white mask.
You should be able to handle it well enough.
Nick tells himself.
"... No, I thought I'd check on you. I'm sorry."
But the bovine walrus sighed like a shoulder watermark.
He turns his neck and shoulders and relaxes his joints.
"You... you don't hate me?
"Hmm... I feel hostility and sense of purpose as a demon, but I'm not sure if it's hateful. It would have been the first time I met him in the first place, and Non was licking that. Isn't that mutual?
Humane.
Nick felt that way.
He's the one who can talk... I don't think. That doesn't mean there's room for negotiation that you'll quit killing people as demons. The fact that I have the calmness to control the emotions that gush in my mind was proof left that I was so strong, a threat.
"I'd like to join hands a little bit more if possible, but it's also my biological daughter, Meise. Show off at all costs."
Ushiwaka took his own blood softly and applied it to his lips to give him red.
Smiled at by the demonic beauty, fear runs on Nick's back.
But more strange than that, Ushiwaka was showing.
A third and fourth arm grown from his back stood the sword next to him as he was finishing his face and paper with both hands.
"... Was that the attack earlier?"
"It's not a bad idea to use it for surprise raids, but if you're wondering, it won't be taken backwards."
And the Great Auga ran over to Ushiwaka and finally gave him the sword.
The prestigious figure with the four swords drew a line with the demons against which ordinary adventurers dealt. Nick also sets up another dagger he hid in his nostrils.
"Shh!
"Whoa!?"
A series of angry tao attacks struck.