Black Summoner

Episode 431: karma.

- - Heart of the Evil God/Holy Grail Divine Area (Holy Charis)

Pushed by the pressure unleashed by Gerrard, Zildra wanders one step, not thinking another. It was completely unexpected that the same state-of-the-art aircraft that was crossing each other with Gerard would be instantly killed at the same time. If it's a spare fuselage, it's still sesame in the workshop. But I can't think of a slight lack of power to deal with Gerard today, a vision that can win no matter how many he tries to hit. Minutes are a bad bet to get into any more means of winning in the Golem.

"Mine, the way you kill...? K, Kukukuku, did you say how to kill me? Wouldn't this be interesting again? This belongs to Dan Dalba's son, Jin Dalba. You know you and Dan have a relationship, don't you? You think you can point a sword at Dan's son's body?

Then Zildra will change her methods of warfare immediately. Nothing. Power is not the only thing in the world. Swinging to spirit, guiding to self-destruction, diseases that erode oneself - I know those elements reverse the situation. I can't get my hands on a good man as much as he who is full of charity, sweet in me. Jildra, who lived a long time ago, has been particularly adept at and has used such means.

- Zuch.

"Ugh!

"Don't lick it. Once you served as a knight, you're ready to give your life for your country. Lord Dan and Jin."

If you noticed, one arm that had a gunsword had been slashed off. There is no hesitation in Gerrard, and the eyes behind his helmet shine red.

"Right! So I can hit this without breaking my heart!

Without even looking at the slashed arm, Zildra retreated with all her might. Four arm-shaped golems mimicking their hands drive from the floor around where they stood until just then, the current standing position of Zildra. The robotic arms, which appeared to enclose them, were fitted with muzzles and cutters of light, and their driving was very fast.

However, it is a substitute for buying time and part of the experimental equipment in the workshop. Compared to the Cianlaine et al. earlier, its performance falls to the extreme. And by a wave of Gerard's devil's sword, they were cut off.

"What a waste of scratch!

Gerard goes after Jildra. In an instant the distance between the two had shrunk and was close to where the sword would reach in a few moments. Gerard sets up the Devil's Sword, and Zildra pierces the syringe (...) to the root of her own amputated arm.

"- Eh!"

Even if you frown at the translucent tools you're unfamiliar with in this world, Gerrard will never stop. However, the contents of the syringe were already empty and I could see the rest of the suspicious fluid dripping from the tip of the needle.

"It's not a waste. Look...!

The skin bounces off the ear barrier and the anomaly forms. All of a sudden, Jildra's arm was swollen up. Ugly shaped like a bunch of bukubuku and a lot of balloons, that arm, which is disproportionate to the jin with its rather delicate face, was still growing in the sang cells.

An arm, which also seems like a chunk of fat, swings toward Gerrard.

"Humph!"

Double-cut, double-break, double-break the arm that looms head-on, with the Devil's Sword from the tip of his fist - even though the arm is easily turned into two pieces by the cleavage of the Devil's Sword, it grows anew from its roots from next to next. If I noticed, the tip of the first fist I slashed was back with a dragonfly. You approach Gerrard as he regenerates the severed cross section again, as if he were willing to do so himself. Even that, Gerard slashes down, but continues to be surrounded by arms that have no sign of death at all, with no chili as it is.

"I'm relieved this body is ready. Why don't we give him a whisper? And at the end of the day, I'm going to take your body."

It has been verified in the past that Zildra's permanent regression is also valid for monsters who meet the conditions. Gérard, who was human and intelligent, was a body to hit and put on for Zildra. Later, if some of this mutated arm touches Gerard's head, the conditions for ability activation will be in place. In that case, there is no use for this body, which is burning its life using impossible regenerative abilities. Of all the flesh we've ever taken over, Gerrard's, it deserves the finest. All that remains is a dying elf and slime, and the repression with residual power ends without any other love. Get the best flesh, and even meet the elves, the brilliant genes that have been freed from the curse. It just adds to what needs to be done. In an attempt to destroy the sharpest golem, it would be an extra profit to make up for. Jildra distorted Jin's face and was laughing heartily.

"Come on, let's end this. Good!

Growth of arms with maximized regeneration speed, the earliest part of the workshop is full of arms. Zildra's command was given, and at the same time those meat chunks gathered to Gerrard. Up, down, left, right, back, multiple folded arms pushed against all 360 degrees. I am willing to squeeze out all of Jin's vitality and end it with this attack.

"This is your last point, Zildra. Slightly clapped."

Gerrard's shield, the Great Battleship Black Mirror Shield (Dread Note Riggles) deformed and a mirror reflecting his ugly arm appeared. The choice is a defensive technique that reflects all physical attacks. Its ability, enhanced by its inherent skill 'Self Transcendence', has effects not only on the shield but on the whole body of Gerrard. Oddly enough, this power was an ability originally reserved for the golem created by Jildra, Tyrant Mira.

- Grr!

The moment they thought they tightened Gerrard, a different arm that bounced all over the workshop. One arm collided against the wall and became a meat mass, and one arm was burned by Effil's flames and extinguished. Well, wherever you go, you're dead.

"Become, ghoul!?

I'll take that arm.

Gérard, who disappeared from Jildra's sight like a ghost, appeared behind Jildra and stabbed the Devil's Sword in his right shoulder. Slash away the arm that was mutating and suck the power out with the ability of the Devil's Sword Der Inslave. Power by drugs, magic, everything.

"Gu, but haha...! Well, well, well!

Strengthens the muscles and fixes the sword with the power of medicines left only slightly in the body to avoid being pulled out of the pierced demon sword. Jildra came out with one arm left. Is it one scale of those who aspired to martial arts, whose fists are comparable to those of their masters? Immediately to Gerrard's helmet there, his fist turns to him and shouts in his heart, "I took it".

But that fist slips through Gerard's helmet and cuts the sky. Jildra couldn't block her open mouth. Gerard is there. He should be here. But the hand never touched the helmet until the end.

"Hey, why...!

It's pathetic.

Gerard and others, Kelvin's people, have been informed by Ange and Bell of Jildra's abilities. Then it would be natural to strike measures in advance. Not to mention, for Gerrard, he's the family's, the hateful opponent of the country. Because of this moment, I've been carefully prepared.

The newly acquired skill 'Psychogenization'. This skill, which is the true opposite of 'materialization', is the ability to render more materialized systemic armor immaterial than it was. It is this state where sacred magic and other influences are greatly affected, but we do not accept physical influences at all. With Jildra's masterful thrust, Gerrard can easily adjust the on-off to avoid it. If I told you, the previous all-directional attack could have been carried out with this.

"If you want my helmet that far, look, I'll give it to you. Now the poison you sprinkled is full of it in your helmet. Let's give it back together. What, don't hesitate. Wrong handling of gear, just enough to make it a little more powerful with the power of the eagle. I don't know if it would help if you were the only one on special effects."

"Hey, stop -!"

Gerard lifted his own head, his helmet, and forced him to cover himself to Zildra. Jildra scratches her head with her left hand . But the hand never touched the helmet, and only the poison that devastated Alkar entered the body.