Hal, who was able to gather more horns, then heads to secure the power turtle's armor.
The place where the power turtle was located was around a pond further north from the plain that defeated the fluffy sheep.
I fought earlier - rather than the fluffy sheep who only received horns are demons who come in with horns only if they get their hands on them to the extent they are recognizable, which is inherently less dangerous.
But power turtles have a ferocity that relentlessly strikes at what has invaded their own realm.
It is also highly defensive because it carries a strong armor, even though it is a powerful demon, as the name suggests.
"... we need to figure out how to take him down."
There is no such thing as a hard, salamandery backscale, with only one part of it.
Not only is it unlikely that the knife you originally had, but also the sword you bought at the weapons store will be easily played and the end will break lightly.
Then how do you defeat it?
"Fun."
Hal enjoyed the difficulty. There is a natural grin on his face.
Being an adventurer can run into a number of difficulties. Sometimes that would be like falling into a desperate predicament.
If you were Hull as a previous porter, you didn't even have the right to try Sole.
But now I could say with my chest up. I am an adventurer! and.
Then I could get through about the power turtle - that's what I believed.
A few minutes ago, that's what I meant. Hal is now running at full capacity.
"Whoa, whoa! I knew it was big!"
Since the power total is a turtle species, the movement itself is slow, but a giant over five metres long, every step of the way is huge, and Hal managed to distance himself by desperately running at full capacity.
Upon arriving at the pond, Hal was trying to approach the power turtle cautiously, slowly, and quietly, but the feeling of the power turtle when it entered the realm was acute and quickly noticed.
Occasionally I tried attacking Kohlo with a knife to see if I could scratch him with a knife, but I couldn't get one of the scratches in just because it sounded like a gully.
It also turned out to be an act of oiling the wrath of the power turtle, the current situation.
- I just need some more time.
Running but keeping his head cool, Hal turns his mind around to crack this situation open.
As I knew beforehand, the attack still doesn't go through with weapons in hand.
It is also difficult to deal damage with flaming armor or braces.
Then Hal uses a brace on the ground and cools it down.
Today's temperatures were not high or low, but Hull's use of braces to freeze the ground was slowly lowering ambient temperatures. Running Hal's exhaling breath also became white.
It also has the effect that freezing the ground makes it difficult for the power turtle to run.
"Come on, come on, keep going!
Hal freezes the pond and ground one after the other, making sure the power turtle movement is gradually dull.
"... hahahahaha - how about that?
Hal's puking rough breath is white as his surroundings are replacing the ice world, as is the running power turtle that had left himself to anger.
"It's time to move on to the next attack"
The next attack Hal thinks of is' Ice Fang '.
In the case of houndwolves, the fangs that are literally growing in the mouth become ice attributes, freezing them around there by biting them.
But in the case of Hull, a person, two fangs made of ice are ejected from the palm of his hand and fly away.
The closer the distance, the more powerful it becomes, so Hull approaches the power turtle as he changes direction.
Turning to the side, he unleashes an attack aiming at the feet of the power turtle.
"Ice Tooth!!
I let go of the pitch with my hand on my foot. It's slightly shallow but pierces the power turtle foot.
"GUOOOOOO!"
But my legs are stiff, and I can't get through the attack. The stabbed ice fangs are also lightly removed from the legs of the power turtle just after a slight burst.
However, lower temperatures had reduced the power turtle's ability to the whole thing.
Many turtle species will be hibernating in winter, thus reducing their defenses, aggression, agility, and perception of their surroundings.
Hal knew its features, so this time he was thinking about attacking it with ice skills.
"We're still going!
Hal now moves to another leg and releases ice there as well. I did that four times in total and stabbed all my legs with ice fangs.
"GURRRRRR"
Suffering from pain, but from the cold, the power turtle was becoming more conscious.
"- Now, what do you say!
Seeing the weakening power turtle, Hal looks into the mouth of the power turtle and releases an ice fang, further throwing up an ice brace from his own mouth - which is also the biggest output ever.
"GRRR…"
The roaring voice in the wrath of the power turtle gradually weakens, and at last the voice is interrupted.
[Skill: You have earned the Shield of Kohlo]
"Ugh, ha, finally I could take it down..."
It was the power turtle that lives around the pond, but it was this whole thing that Hal found, and that was fortunate in this fight.
"Don't get pretty tired of using your skills in a row"
Hal, who used two types of braces and ice fangs over and over again, was feeling tired all over his body.
"But not if you're resting. We need to get the intended armor..."
Hal rode over the armor of the power turtle and took out the knife when he put his hand on one of the octagons.
First Hull's body is covered in flames. This is the effect of flaming armor.
"Gummmmmmmmm"
Then concentrate that flame on your right hand, on the tip of your hand, and on the knife as you roar.
The knife wrapped around the flames of high temperatures slowly pierces the methyl.
"Nooooooooooo"
And slowly cut out the methyl into octagonal shapes.
The large size, the fact that even this knife is still quite stiff, meant that it took me a long time to cut one out and took about fifteen minutes.
"Well, this is bigger than the normal one, after all."
Cut one out and look at the size again and you'll see that it's bigger than the original power turtle.
Usually about three meters in size when it comes to power turtles, but what Hal defeated was a huge one with five meters.
"... well, okay. Let's just cut out a few more."
Then when Hal cuts out about three pieces of methyl, the knife is out of use, so he finishes the work there.
"It's getting dark or we'll have no choice but to have a wild boarding house. This place is dangerous, so go back to the plains."
The sun was falling, but Hull lifted the heavy methyl firmly and moved to the meadow. Carrying heavy baggage is not bitter either thanks to the body that worked out during the Porter years.
There was a sense of fatigue in Hull's face when he made the request, but it was nevertheless also a look full of achievement somewhere.