Different Dream Worlds - Reborn Cheats and Mysterious Skills to Build Different Worlds

"We've captured the goal. As expected, you're progressing with the rock reef collapsing."

Mediterranean city surrounded by sand. Even in the deep waters with little sunlight, the reef stretches beyond the blue-white sandy bottom to hide the city of the sea.

And beyond that.

A large number of demons were progressing from the bottom with white sand spreading again, as Ray declared.

A mirror that reflects that sight in the sky. Lycood, who created it, under the impression that he said he had no words, speaks of this desperate situation so pale to the seamen who burn despair to their faces that they cannot help but think it cold.

"First, bear in mind that our people are engaged with the Demon King. Our best is no more human damage and minimal damage to the city, but the latter will be impossible more than the Demon King has entered the whole city. But the former can still be dealt with. Please, be careful not to approach the Demon King. Next..."

"Please wait!

It was one soldier who hung up on Lycood's explanation. Behind it is also the figure of a citizen who escaped from the Winged Dragons in life and spiciness.

"Was there something in my explanation that you didn't know?

"Yes, no, it's not! This is unacceptable even when people say this all of a sudden..."

Yes, I agree with him on the mess, except for the three Lycoods on the spot. It's weirder to have a taste of terror on the ground, and next thing you know, with the terror of the sea looming in front of you, calm down.

It didn't come into my head, such as the description of Lycood speaking pale. To them like that, Lycood speaks harsh words.

"Then do you accept dying here?

"And die...? The human being just now is doing something again..."

"You can't. The man is the leader of our party, but he is now engaged with the Demon King. I don't have time for this."

"Oh no..."

"Well, then, if you... if you take the place..."

The activity of Ray, who swept away the wing dragon, is burning brightly. It was as if the birds of fire had been surprised by the city of the sea.

What I expect from that ray is that they have no choice but to be hit.

But their attitude was very offensive.

"... I see, apparently it was a waste of time. I'm sorry, I didn't think seamen were such losers."

"La, lykud ⁉ That's too much!

The bad mouth of Lycood, who threw up spitefully, is not to be said at this time. But when all of these people work together and have to stand up to each other, it's not a good way to say it hurts your allies.

That's what I thought, a wrist that went into a halt, but Lycood also turned a terrible, cold eye that scorned the seamen.

"Nothing too much to say... if I don't feel like doing anything, I'm just telling you to take it personally. If the place where we live is threatened and we're going to push it all on our own."

Lycood isn't trying to tell you not to expect it. Expectations are like admiration and similar envy, and there is not less to the emotion Lyckd has for Ray than that.

But Lycood was outraged by the shallowness and impudence of not doing anything to carry it on to others.

"Don't even do it, I'm not as optimistic as you'd expect from someone who's giving up. I don't have time for those people."

That can be called disappointment. I don't have time, I don't have time for the unreliable.

If they're useless, think of the operation again. So, without any hesitation, Rykud truncated the power of their.

"Keh, but we can do something about it. ⁉ Think normally, we can't handle it!

"Shut up, be quiet. It's a waste of a minute and a second now."

Now for once, Rislit strives to reconsider with Lycood. In contrast, Lycood tries to keep thinking with a less fragrant look.

After being cursed for spicy uselessness, there is something that resonates in the hearts of the seamen when they see such an exchange between the two, and are shown the standing of the liver sitting Gold, who was merely Bo but showed no agitation whatsoever.

A man unrelated to this city is about to fight. That, and boys and girls who are not even old enough.

Even so, we seamen are afraid to stand up to each other and seek salvation from someone. I can't help being disappointed.

Yes, disappointment. It's a disappointment we had just overestimated them.

Why, do it, I'm disappointed I thought to myself.

Then what if we don't do it ourselves? We felt that way ourselves, but we don't respond to his disappointment?

No, no, no.

"─ Wait. We fight, too."

"You're absolutely right. Not if you're still the kid and we're scared of adults."

Come here, there is strong hope in the eyes of the seamen. I'll do it, I'll fight you. The same temper as the Lycoods, they're springing up.

And here's the answer to their disappointment.

"Fine. If so, there are many of them."

Disappointment turns to hope. That was his preferred answer, one that was more solid than man-made expectations and well suited to ordinary people who were too small to carry expectations.

"Your personal abilities are not sweet at this time. Ask seamen to make full use of their abilities. For one thing, let me divide you between soldiers and citizens."

"Oh, I won't say anything more. If there's a way to survive, I'll follow you."

"That's fine. You can refrain from extra questions."

I laughed lightly at Lycood, and even though the seamen were in this situation again, I laughed bitterly.

"So, if you're not a soldier, will you take a stone falling around or some shard and float to the surface of the sea?

"... Huh?

'Aren't you going to fight?' He said, 'The excited seamen lean their necks simultaneously.

"What, it's not. Please go quickly. You'll be captured by demons, won't you?

"So, but the instructions mean..."

"I'm running out of time to explain because you guys are here. If you do it anyway, you'll see. Surface it and give it to anyone on the ship around it. Do you mind?

It's true we don't have time. If we delay at all, we risk being attacked by demons at once before they surface.

Reikud, who strengthened the edge of his words to the seamen who sought explanation, stuck his hand behind his robe as he sent them out half forcefully.

"Soldiers, please deal with the demons to an inexorable extent in the sea. At this point, I can't help but get inside. I'll take care of that with me, Lislit and Mr. Gold. Never put up a life-threatening special attack or anything, fight away from the city. When it's dangerous, it's also ants who run away."

Lislite felt somewhere resembling Ray when she saw Lycood giving instructions with Tequipaki.

I don't know, they just left me. I don't want to be strong, that's fine, but I feel a little lonely because I've been here for a long time, as a partner.

"Wow... I'm gonna win a militant tournament, and I'm like a senior"

"If you have time to be immersed in weird sentiments or something, sprinkle it up for the demons, Lislit. And I can't be like Ray. [M] Mr. Ray is not like us."

Yes, it's not. Probably the only person I know who was studying with on Ray's side.

That's why Lyckd was a little cruel about Ray leaving Anna behind.

"Anna, I hope it doesn't break..."

In view of himself, Lycood was so worried, but the magical mirror reflected the demons approaching the current rock reef and drove that anxiety to the edge of his head.

And I spoke to the communication tool I took out of the robe, toward it.

"Hello, Mr. Cecil. - Can you connect me to Haruki as soon as possible?

─ ─ What kind of joke is this?

No, it's a dream. Fantasy.

Because...

"It can't be... this..."

Anna moaned at the sight that spread in front of her. Without knowing it, my legs were retreating.

That's why.

Fear?

Despair?

Is that sadness?

No, you're not.

That's distance. I can't help it, open distance.

A distant place where you can't even see footsteps, which even seems unreasonable.

My legs retracted unconsciously to match it.

"Gu......"

It was the demon king who moaned.

It was the Demon King who had no hands, no legs, and more wounds.

It was Ray who stood satisfied with the five bodies and did not even suffer abrasions.

"What's wrong, you're not fighting back, Demon King?

I felt the thin red atmosphere full of magic shivered slightly.

From Ray's body, as two wings and ten hands grow, and surround the demon king, the sea water drifts through the sky with yura.

If one Ray puts his foot on, the ground bounces and flies. Countless tentacles strike the Demon King. In contrast, from the sky, a water bullet is scattered, trying to possess its body, and it strikes.

Furthermore, the magic of fire, water, soil, wind, thunder and ice emitted from the brightly colored spheres of the six colours that floated around the rays. It is an auto-activated model of Ray's mother's when certain conditions are met.

And the extremes are storms of wings that pierce and mess through them all?

This... you really need me?

Where do I put it...?

Yes, there were no blind spots so much as Anna felt. What happened was too unilateral a battle.

No, I'm even suspicious if this can be called a fight. Because since the battle began, the Demon King couldn't fight back and was unilaterally exposed to attack, and Ray wasn't even moving.

The beginning is a word uttered by the Demon King.

"Which, I'll give you the lead. If it's over soon, it's not funny."

The word led to this result.

"Aren't you busy? Well, I wouldn't hesitate to do that. Precisely regret it."

And I got the word right.

The Demon King now regretted his inadvertent insult from the bottom of his heart.

This... this couldn't have happened.

I knew I was strong. I was listening. But that's for humans.

No way, I wasn't breaking people's shells at this young age, I was licking them.

But it's true.

Ray's movements, even from the Demon King's point of view, are pretty strong people. But not one more step into the human movement that tore away the kind of shell you call a hero.

But what's this situation?

Why don't you have your hands or your legs?

No, I know. This is a lot of trouble.

It's as if we're dealing with 10,000 troops at once.

That, too, can be seen just by looking at it, this diversity.

Not just one. There is a mix of moves on this scene that are completely different in nature and effect.

Impossible, impossible.

People get it and it's unsuitable and natural.

I can't do anything I can't do. What I'm good at, I'll be able to do more and more.

That is normal, and it should be.

On rare occasions, some guys are clever. Blessed is the gift of being able to do anything.

But a guy like that, he's cleverly poor. inferior to those who specialize in one easily because they do not specialize in something.

At this time, we do not discuss which is better. That's for each person too.

But this young man is not.

I didn't say no to instrumental poverty. Every move is comparable to a first-rate, superlative genius.

Even this talent for manipulating many sorceries is inherently fearful. In fact, the Demon King who specializes in it is such a powerful and privileged gift that it exists as the most powerful corner of the world. What you want more than that is me beyond luxury.

Even so, the magical propriety of six attributes that can be inferred to be more than advanced magic, the art of freely manipulating seawater as if it were a fingertip that only seems to be a special ability. Occasionally, the fixation or distortion of the space that interferes with the movement. A number of skills suitable for melee combat, shown when slaughtering Wing Dragon Species.

How much talent are you packing into it?

I dare you.

Impossible. It can't be. Too much inequality. Irrational.

Now that I think about it, I can also nod that my ex-boyfriend, full of that magical talent, said he was going to take the life of a young man who still couldn't reach 20, with the eyes as if he were going to war.

Sure, this is some kind of monster.

It's such a monster, like stuffing dozens or hundreds of humans called geniuses in one vessel.

You can't just leave it there. This young man will eventually become a mighty enemy over ten gods.

Yes, irrationally, of that hateful man who took everything from them and ravaged them--

"No way..."

During the evasion, the demon king's movements stopped. It wasn't just the body that stopped.

No expression, no eye movements, no breathing. Even the heart, it almost stopped.

So stunned.

The moment was rigid and the relentless attack concentrated on fire.

"Guh!

Meat scorching heat. A rope of water that tightens the whole body. A wind blade that slashes the skin. Bone-crushing dirt bullets. A paralysis that pierces your whole body. Cold air that freezes and solidifies the feet. Pain piercing the body. And a slashed tied body.

For a moment.

That was a momentary event. I was exposed to a few, slightly exposed gaps, to various attacks that pushed me towards the tsunami, that's all.

The Demon King suffered deep, friendly wounds, like after hours of intense fighting.

"Sorry, Anna. Looks like you didn't even have to leave."

That said, to Ray, who looked back, Anna, who moved for a moment, shook her head silently to the side to panic somewhere.

……

Ray, who thought even one of the complainants would say, tilted his neck at such a dear Anna's reply, but as soon as he heard the demon king groan, he put his face back to the front.

"What's up, are we done?

To that ray provocation, the Demon King moaned with remorse as he fell to the ground and held his whole body from above it.

"If Non is serious..."

"Don't you know yet? That's why you lost. I have to finally think about retiring."

Ray shook his head at the big guy and told him to make a fool of himself.

"Can you win if you're serious? You can't beat me to bring that excuse into practice."

Well, for what it's worth, Ray was making a serious fool of himself. But that's something I can't help. Because the defeat that the Demon King threw up was a hassle to consider.

"'Cause you didn't have a gap to get it out, did you? I mean it, let it out,' cause I'm just talking about having to give you that kind of time. This is the kind of excuse you should have for losing. ─ ─ I didn't have the strength to be serious."

Dare I say that Ray wasn't licking the Demon King if I were to make clear the division between the victories and losses of this battle? Like the Demon King, Ray had no intention of playing with him or anything, just thinking about how quick and easy it was to defeat him.

Ray still had no shards of alarm, he didn't even try to get close to the Demon King, he said.

"Well, let's get back to it, Demon King"

and return to its original purpose.

"Where is Elgranda, the demon emperor?

"Gu... Then let's reply the same to Nong. You think they'll listen and talk, kid? If this bondage, Noh..."

"I guess."

Moments later, Ray put his tentacles up against the Demon King's body.

"Guh!

"Now the magic you were trying to crucify all over your body has vanished. Raw Hate and I'm not willing to go on fighting any more"

Ray did not give the Demon King a single gap.

"Thank you. I don't think you can use it without letting magic pass through your whole body. Thanks for the easy moves."

Ray's ability to sense magic extends to the flesh of others. Is that also Ray's talent that you can't easily imitate?

"Oh, my God... Kid..."

"While you're spitting grudges, you don't seem to give me a guero. What do we do, Anna?

"What...?

Suddenly she was told the story, and Anna stiffened.

What do you want me to do?

"What do you mean, keep going like this? Looks like Lycood's doing well, but there's a lot of demons. Besides, as you can see, I just call myself the Demon King and he seems strong. Before I make a futile sacrifice, I think I should give up pulling information and kill this guy and go help him..."

"Oh, you, that's all you did, and you could afford to see what was going on over there?

Anna passed the surprise and was heartbroken. Unlike the Demon King, it's only because Anna's on Ray's side that she's stunned, but what she feels isn't different from the Demon King.

But Ray says back to Anna's reaction that there's no way.

"The moment I punched in my tentacles, I just asked how it was going. In battle, I use it to read my opponent's magic powers, and I still keep an eye out for extra moves. Can you afford to look around?"

Either way, I'm surprised. There is not much difference. Rather, Ray's abnormality just makes me wonder if he can even read his opponent's magic.

But if you do say so, Ray won't try to take his eyes off the Demon King even as he talks to Anna. That's all I know if I look at it.

This means that Ray is endangering the Demon King because he is overwhelmed. Don't make me do that for real, more than this.

Yes, there's a monster that I don't even know if I can reach my feet anymore.

"... you did it. I didn't do anything. If you like."

Such an unsatisfactory attitude is the best strengths of Anna? But Ray, unaware of what he had done, looked different.

"What, are you obstinate? You're still a kid, just like Gordo."

"I don't want you to tell me. You were annoyed by the habit of having memories of your past life."

When I was told that, Ray, who didn't even make a sound of gu, reflected a little more now.

But as soon as he regained his mind, he lodged a terribly cold light in his eyes.

Dark, chilly killer that wipes away the mindless exchanges that took place until a moment ago. A look as if something had fallen out.

Zorr, the blood caught my attention.

That was something Anna had never felt before from Ray.

"... so, Demon King. You can die now."

Ray, who pronounced himself dead, was terribly calm. As if all emotions had fallen out.

Yes, this is at the top of the earth, where Ray arrived. That red light leaks slightly from the scarlet flames that remain in the sheath, so as to react agile to it.

But without realizing it, Ray shook up the Sickle of Reaper to death without frontiers.

The Demon King laughed with great pleasure and awe.

"Ho ho ho, can't I make a mistake anymore? Hey, God Killer."

Words close to assertion. Well, I guess I'm not mistaken. Because between god killing and ray, there is certainly something like an unbroken edge, even if something is cut.

But I am myself. Just me. No matter how similar or the essence is the same, Ray is Ray.

"... that's not me. Someone else."

"No, your Lord is no god killer. Scary, scary. Non said he still had these feelings. It's horrible. No, it's not just Non. The Lord is a true monster so horrible to all beings who live in this world that he cannot be compared to the Lord Nona."

What the Demon King regarded as horrible was that frontier Ray showed him.

Let me tell you, that is not a frontier where swords are extremed.

He knows. The man who came to that frontier.

And tell me what kind of man that man was.

A frontier that turns all emotions into blades. That, in other words, is the frontier where the lost have lost interest in all things.

Ray's, that's exactly it and two melons. The killing you feel is enough to make a demon king and cause tremors.

"... so? What are you trying to say?

"─ Declaration of War"

"What?"

Unexpectedly Ray asked back. That would be too much now, he said.

I'm surprised you weren't seen that far as an enemy.

If I try to lay it on, I think I've been able to declare war from the beginning, but rather tear it from myself, a state of war that has been in full swing for a long time. With that intention, he jumped out of the shelter of the Spirit God.

But I don't even know that, the Demon King spells.

"On behalf of the Six Heavens Demon King, Noon says: We, the Demon King, will eliminate the Lord with all our might and priority."

In the red and black eyes of the old body, there was fright. I was in a strange mood, though not to Ray's knowledge of whether that was due to the battle ahead or otherwise.

A self frightened as if by a demon king who is feared by people as a symbol of disaster.

To be honest, I don't know what that means.

Huh? Words are going to spit out of my mouth now.

But with that in mind, Ray said back.

"On your own. Knock it all out."

And the demon king hath no more profanity for the weak, who know no fear.

I was sure.

Perhaps no matter how much I resist, I am sure that this monster will come beyond it, in order to face the madness of death.

That's why you can't die here. We have to go back. I have to tell him.

That their calamity will be laid down again.

When he dwelt his eyes, mixed with hatred and fear, and as the sickle of the reaper waved down his neck, the demon king groaned.

"─ By the way, kid. Why do you think Nong attacked such a cute place?

"What?"

Ray stopped stabbing Todome unintentionally in his profound words. Including that, I laughed, and continued, Demon King.

"If you really think that Nong did this to crush a city like this, it's funny."

Ray completely stopped stabbing Todome and thought about the meaning of the word.

If it's not about attacking the city.

If there is any other reason why we should have been prepared by now.

Suppose there is something in this city worth taking relative risks with God.

There's nothing else in this city, if that's what you were after.

That 's--

"─ A temple!

"Your Answer"

To the ray I mentioned, the demon king grinned. That's when he kicked the building behind him and the shadows popped up.

"⁉ You guys......!

What has stormed the two of us is a familiar face.

It was Lyla's SS.

"Damn, why now...!

Ray pulled the scarlet flame out of his sheath and took the attack.

Gaze at close range.

Ray's warm lost eyes and his eyes stained bright red like blood.

"No way......!

Ray realized at that moment that he was making a horrible mistake. Emotions returned, Ray remembered astonishment and impatience at the same time.

Part of Lyla's SS, Hoodzillo's eyes were as red as they were congested, not from the source, not by chance. I've seen the color of these eyes many times.

These eyes are the eyes of those who are encroached upon by the protection of evil gods.

Because - - Gilk is in danger.

"Giru......!

The moment Ray tries to convey it to one of the SS men who jumped in, Anna, who tries to chase him from side to side - a red flash enters the edge of her sight.

Ray, who felt dangerous to the color, to the light he recognized somewhere, moved his gaze.

"Bullshit."

That never connected to the end. The explosion flame struck out the sound and the explosion flame could be played.

Yes, what Ray captured at the edge of his sight was the moment when the demonic stone wrapped around the SS body exploded.

Aggressively, Anna flies back as she was trying to chase her. But I can't stop the momentum. Ray stretched his hand to Anna, stretching his magic, by his body and magic, to protect Anna.

─ ─ Dogowo on!!!

Big bang.

Approximately the heart of the city. The remains of the building dance high like fireworks launched. Water splashes and smoke followed it, and further down, the remnants of the blast dyed the white smoke red.

In that white smoke, the sleigh and the two shadows that rise.

"Anna, are you okay?"

"What, somehow... what about the Demon King?

More power than I thought. Probably carrying a ton of explosive demon stones all over his armor. Is the return blood bathed all over his body his that blew himself up? Wet and disgusting.

But the worst part of it is...

"Bad...... I've been released from custody"

Alarm...... it wasn't. Should I think I've gotten away with it?

I didn't think the Demon King was hiding the back of manipulating humans who didn't take magical action and became demons.

Is this part of the plan? We even prepared an explosive demon stone. Too much ready around.

The demon king of the former prime minister, overflowed by the demon king, and the others turn their heads considerably. Normally, as a person, I would not expect to have misled demons into the city.

If so, the gilk is really at stake.

"Anna, go to the temple! I'm going after the Demon King."

"Okay. Whoa!

In white smoke, Anna ran out toward Ray's fingered direction. Ray sensed the demon king moving away in that opposite direction, jumping out of the smoke.

"It's like you don't want me near the temple."

I know it seems true, but Ray pops out on top of the building zeroes like he's talking to himself. But I don't have a choice to leave you alone. If you let him get away with it, it's because he doesn't know what he's going to do.

Besides, I'm not worried more than Anna headed faster than I am. I know as much about Gilk as Ray doesn't like it either. I don't make it so easy to die.

"Damn, faster than I thought"

Ray bitterly complains and cuts one trump card at the distance he is pulling away, even though he is chasing it with all his might.

"Limit Sublimation"

That is a powerful and incomparable skill that is no exaggeration when it comes to the strongest skill in melee. In addition, a substitute for multiplying one's physical abilities in an unlimited number of ways, no longer an exaggeration by saying cheat, which if used by Ray took away the weakness of time limits by magic.

From Ray's body, red smoke rises.

"Momentum."

At the moment of super-acceleration, Ray twisted the orbit due to distortion.

Between the signs and the explosion, Anna was sheltered and her perception improved to the point where she could consolidate her protection, abandoning her contrived vision at a rate that she could not catch up with at all, and relying on her sword-held hand to swing through her senses alone.

Meanwhile, the Demon King, who perceived the activation of instantaneous motion and discomfort around himself, reads its flow and waves his fist through it.

Ray rushed through at super-speed. Its orbit was on the verge of colliding with the fleeing demon king, screwing straight up, jumping over it and screwing it down in the front. But predicting it without the presence of space-based skills, experience-only and bouncing back Ray's sword, the Demon King kicks that leg up as Ray falls.

Terrible skill. The demon king's eyes also saw the original feint released at a sumptuous speed, trying to get it to the counter.

But at the critical point it came off, and Ray decided to land in the front of the Demon King.

"Are you going to react to me now?"

Ray's cheeks ripped to pieces and his blood seeped, feeling a little surprise. It meant that the toe touched a ray that moved at a slight speed. That too, with a kick as powerful as piercing a demonic costume and touching Ray's body.

"Ho ho ho, you're done playing."

"For what it's worth, you're worn out."

Ray wiped his cheek blood with the back of his left hand and set up scarlet flames with his right hand. Devil's costume all over his body, wings on his back. Unfortunately, because of the use to instantaneous motion for limit sublimation, the sea water and the six-color element did not chase to its speed, leaving it out of the ray's consciousness, but the sea water can be replenished in any number of ways from the storage space.

Speaking of demon kings on the other hand, this one was worn out, but the wounds were a little less noticeable because of my mind. The wonder and its physique look bigger around from the magic that stretched Ray's feared whole body, perhaps an influence that he earned.

"Well, fine. I'm just gonna kill you."

But Ray showed no interest in it and cut it off. Slightly, my physical abilities seem to be improving, but I don't see any special effects. Then you are unconscious of extra vigilance.

Ray's concentration increases to the limit. But Ray, whose concerns arose, could not dive to its depths. Because of this, I have to say that the killing spirit emanating from Ray is also relatively easy compared to earlier.

"It's a gentle kill."

As comfortable as I feel. The Demon King regarded it as weakened, though he did not know why. But don't insult me.

─ ─ ─ ─

There was nothing to signal the start. Which one of you took the lead. At the same time I didn't even know that, they stepped out and clashed.

The collision shatters the building with one blow and rocks the outer sea beyond boundaries with two blows.

bursting clashes, dozens of overlapping clashes per second that ran through the city with shockwaves created by clashes of outward force.

The ground honks. Dust beyond the earlier explosion covers and conceals the battle. It splashed all over the city as it crushed and splashed its tail on the smoke rolled up with scattered debris.