Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

The battle by one and one monster was unusual and unusual. Nell, who is only as tall as the average woman, and the kind of person who embodies the word gigantic in his body, a hectic concubine, whose right arm (Jabbawok) meets directly from the front with a sword and fist. It wasn't just a meeting, it was eating the aftermath of the collision and releasing the attack while repairing the wound. It is a super aggressive tactic that focuses only on Attack, not knowing anything about defense or evasion. It can only be fought by the monsters, based on the spirit of the flames and attacks that wrap themselves around them, automatic healing with the blood of Maria, or burning them out before they hit them, and doubling the amount they hit.

"Rotoflügel!"

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If Nell magically runs out of the universe with wings of flames, he creates giant wings of red and black on his flaky back, whether the hellish concubine is also burning his right arm (Jabbawok) with a sense of confrontation. It took less than a few seconds in time, and the right arm (Javawok) flew into the sky as soon as it was finished forming its wings, chasing Nell hard. In the next moment, the Flaming Demon Sword and the Rigid Arms of the Giant Body meet again, with hundreds of rewards for slashing and battering.

(I see, the local power isn't bad. I feel like my stats are a lot lower than mine, but Maria's ability to regenerate and lack of fear bottoms up strength to the level she eats at me. The light on the head seems to be at first sight, but in fact, Maria's blood and swirling winds are the strongest places. I can spill wind and blood all over my body, is that what you call a heart? As long as the wind is strong, you should stop touching it directly. I can also snort that Arezel ran to one of the escape hands)

Nell was doing an analysis of this magical creature while the hell-headed concubine punched him in the right arm (Javawok). As Derris determined Nell was pushing, she still seems to have some leeway.

(But other than that, it's a good place to fall short of expectations. Since the original is a magical creature of the wind, I can appreciate the fact that it is possible to deform out of common sense, but isn't it enough that the means of attack almost imitates my monkeys, even though they are nappy but weak? I'm not withdrawing the foreword, but even Arezel would have done more. It's all about making money, and it's good proof you missed your workout! Now, put down the money keeper (Arezel), he seems to have little intelligence to think about things, and is it harsh to expect any more from this guy? Yeah, my body warmed up there. Instead, you did well)

Nell was expecting a hellish concubine to warm up against his right arm (Javawok) for the best he could with a stop to Maria. Even if the right arm (Jabbawok) did not reach full score, it seems that the hell-headed concubine was able to live up to its expectations for more than a certain amount. But shoulder habits are also tidal around here. Nell thinks so, and dwells a higher firepower flame than the Flaming Demon Sword. I'm going to sweep this monster away with a blow with my back in it, not a streak of jabs that I've unleashed so far.

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The moment Nell's killing spirit becomes real, the hectic concubine's right arm (Jabbawok) disengages the monotonous behavioral style until then, jumping backwards as he comes here for the first time to raise a biologically emotional cry. The scream was not a scream by fear or anything, it was close to cheering like when I saw a new toy.

When the scream stopped, the hellish concubine had changed her right arm (Jabbawok) to a gallery that was imitating the human form. Enlarges the nails of the arms for a more lethal and vicious shape. He had a tough tail, and countless evil thorns lay ahead. The red and black lions that had covered his whole body seemed clear, rather than letting the flesh absorb its magic in vain.

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If we ignore a murder weapon such as nails, would the flesh have a tighter overall impression than before for the amount of time it was gone? The face of the right arm (Jabbawok), where the new appearance of a hefty concubine, has two eyes and one mouth that have trisected the red light. Because they are all painted in uneven circles only, they have the same finish that the child appropriately graffitied, and the rejection created an eerie atmosphere.

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"Heh, the kind that steps like our Alarcal? Or did you feel the crisis and force it to lead to evolution? Oh, I think it's Maria. Something I love for the afterlife, that vampire."

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A hellish concubine winged her right arm (Javawok) with tougher wings, and furthermore used her tail as a spring, fast approaching beneath the nell. The speed of travel is not comparable to that before the transformation and has reached a level that is unlimited to the best warm-up Nell seeks.

(Hmm. You got a clear figure, but you didn't materialize anything. I don't have the flesh, but I saw it as the kind of ghost that would physically intervene against me if I did it and my evil got stronger.

A tail blow is added to the nail, and from the superficial layer, the swirling wind is needle-shaped to release. Strong winds with higher magic concentrations from the eyes and mouth are blown with a roar, which begins the ravages of the entire field wrapped around the barrier of Delis. Blowing wind pressure is close to the use of gravitational magic handled by Yona and Delis in all directions, if you will. It is the only battle method in which the right arm (jabberwock) stabs a stop when a hefty concubine, not affected by the wind, drives the sense of direction crazy by taking away the freedom of prey by circling the wind without a gap.

If you get a spike, it opens a fist large wind hole in a monster size, and if you get mutilated with sharp nails, your body and your spurt will be amputated. It is the earliest stuffing at a time when the right arm (Javawok) is the opponent of a hefty concubine who has been granted local power by Nell. … if normal, but.

"Huh."

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I made it under this circumstance, and doing this alone didn't upset my beating equilibrium. On the contrary, Nell is laughing. The reason is simple and lucid, as Maria's pre-war shoulder habit, is that the hellish concubine came towards me with her right arm (Javawok) taking the appropriate fighting power and the measures there (...). Full score as a warm-up, Nell was in the mood to give the monster in front of him, and that's what I wanted to give him even the flower circle.

"That's rough. Then I'll thank you for it."

The flaming wing, 'Rothflügel', applied on the back with Nell's voice, roughs up and strikes a rebellious prison flame against the wind that strikes from around him. Nell's flames, which were more powerful than the wind in his right arm (Jabbawok), pushed back at him and, conversely, began to ravage the field. A hefty concubine, who was near Nell, his right arm (Jabbawok) is stirred up by it, and he is devoured by the flames of his body, which is immaterial.

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There's no way such a counterattack could hit Nell, as if it were a reflexive attack. And there was no way he could escape Nell's pursuit, even as he retreated into tea turbidity.

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With Nell's left hand in flames, a hellish concubine grabbed by a guttering head that should have no entity is his right arm (jabberwock). It should be Nell who is mutilated and wounded, but there is nothing like it, and Nell's fingers, which tighten as if they were all-powerful, will never release the right arm (Jabbawok) by a hectic concubine.

"This Flaming Wing, I know you thought it was about the effect of granting you the ability to fly and increasing speed, but it also does counterattacks against impending attacks from blind spots in this way. Well, there's little point in being unintentional against me, in being stupid, from the beginning. Thank you for that."

A blade wrapped in flames of the Flaming Devil's Sword Pruitt, a hellish concubine pierced the abdomen of his right arm (Javawok).