When I stroke my body, Gigi, and the sound of my ear crippling. If you concentrate your consciousness strongly, your own body doesn't seem to get hurt.
"Oh, oh."
Kaza Farnese was checking all over herself, not sure about herself.
If you wave your arms, the noisy wind-cut sound rips the sky open. If you kick the grasshopper at your feet, the bush will be mowed down with all the tips of your ears. When I hit the tree, I heard a twisted sound. The hard trunk is shallow and shredded, as it struck the spur shield Spine Shield.
It doesn't seem to be turning into a blade without a whole body neighborhood, but at least it seemed to acquire properties close to metal.
Even the returning blood bathed by the dismantling of Chav is so sharp that it is' cut and scattered 'just to tremble.
"Wow, that's awesome... don't bother staying like this forever, Oi"
When I get alarmed, I'm going to rip everything apart.
Even the clothes, on the other hand, had already torn to bits, making them look like underwear "inner". If this condition continues, I can't even get dressed properly. If you hold a woman, you will pierce her and kill her.
It seems that if you are conscious, you can also reduce the sharpness, but it is not easy to stay focused all the time. Most importantly, there is the Divine Chant, Oracle. It won't be like this forever.
"Oops... Was I safe?"
Now put your hands on your neck muscles and make sure.
A ring wrapped around the neck, a testament to the contestants. When I play it at my fingertips, it sounds high with Concon. hardening it remained wound without being severed even before this ability. It's just sturdy. At the moment of awakening, even this ring had been cut a thousand times and disqualified, and so on, it did not seem necessary.
"... Ha, ha, ha, ha"
The man realizes as he opens and closes his fingers and listens to the metallic sound of a screech.
- I was born with, an unparalleled attribute of slaughter. Further abilities expressed during the current wrinkle. For the first time, Kaza Farnez herself knew it was heterogeneous by touching an outside culture, let there be a group called Magician Maygas. He who repeatedly mates with kinsmen in it, and has a peculiar ability, rarely stained with colorful blood.
Here it is.
The end point, aspired by the magician Maygas. Goal, complete form.
Convinced that I was one of them, the exaltation came up.
If I had this power from the start - I wouldn't have stumbled on the ice shield of the mouthcloth or on the obese man earlier.
Look around you and think about what you're going to do.
(First...... go back to your shitty brother)
Even though I took one piece of Arsilegna I took from Chav earlier, it doesn't make any difference that it's worn out.
Return to Dj Foul and ask him to return the collected leaves. I don't mind if you're reluctant, just kill him. My brother is no longer the strongest in the line. Whatever, it would be nice to use it as an experimental bench for this power.
(No... rather...)
You should kill him. Nothing but treasure rotting, such as letting such mutton fish have more than thirty precious means of healing.
It's a sight. How much can that brother, who was scattered great, devour himself against him now? I am confident that even the wind blow of Heltinier can be easily torn apart by this body today.
(And then... I don't know how long this power will last mon)
I was sure. This is a force that - such as the defeat of the martial arts festival - cannot be regarded as anything. He said it was an elephant chanter, Maggie, and other abilities that didn't even touch his teeth.
However, it is the current situation that I have not been able to grasp the nature at all myself.
I don't feel depletion due to the activation of the procedure, but I don't even know when this effect will be lost. You should win early and end it. There shouldn't be that many left.
Surrounded by a sense of omnipotence, he started walking to find the square where his brother was sitting.
I didn't overhear the tiny clattering noise behind me, Kaza Farnese rising to the extreme.
"... hihi"
Quickly. This experiment of power, here comes the second.
Looking back.
I can't lose to anyone right now. Whatever opponent I was, I was confident I would win.
"- Ahh?"
It should be noted that he was so expensive and absolutely complacent, Kaza Farnese stiffened himself.
I looked back, the person who was ahead of me.
Trees that soar like iron lattices. Nestled in a lush green landscape, 'it'. Its enemies approaching Kaza Farnese, treading on the pale old branches and shaking their bodies.
Black. And big.
"…, ……………, … is, ah?
What the hell is this guy?
Why, what? What's going on? I'm gonna win. Whoever they are, let them win. He told me. but that's not the problem. It's odd from the premise. Why. No, this,
What the hell is this guy?
My head overflowed with questions and my thoughts stopped.
"... ugh."
Still, Kaza Farnez got up.
I don't know why. Still one thing I can understand.
In the dim woods. Its shadow, huge as darkness, slowly... slowly, approaching.
If you don't kill him, he'll kill you. Perhaps any fool can instinctively tell. In fact, if you encounter this phase.
The moment he got up, the opponent stopped moving perfectly. Jeez... and watch Kaza Farnez with her colorless right eye. The left eye seemed crushed.
It was also for a few seconds that it was stationary, its presence slowly - raising both arms.
"You're motivated... Hihi, fine. Come on."
Kin, and. My own abilities made me feel more precise. The divine chanting technique Oracle depends to a great extent on the mental state, but this too special technique still seems to be the same. I was heartily surprised by the person in front of me, but in a way this is suitable for you.
And in this phase, I realize it for the first time.
Sound.
As I was wandering through the woods fluttering, the metallic aftermath kept ringing in my head as I struggled with the chavs ahead.
That's who it was. He said his own abilities were awakening and the sound of being forcefully refined.
――――……
Because of the increased concentration to the extreme? For the first time at this time, Kaza Farnez saw it. I could perceive.
There's something transparent drifting around me. Something like a small, fine grain is wrapped around it.
This is who I am. I realized that so that I could move my hands and feet without anyone teaching me.
My body was not transforming into a blade-like property. This transparent thing that covers you is cutting off what you come into contact with.
Anyway, I don't care about details now.
Generate and wrap. Stretch this transparent thing through your body like armor.
- If this ability. Whatever you're up against, you can win.
Either way, to this enemy.
Wrapped around an invisible 'slaughter' all over his body, Kaza Farnese packs between them with a twist and a slip. The toe of his foot scrapes off the ground easily.
Its presence, confronting each other, remained stationary with its arms raised, without being slightly mobile.
Distance between the two sides, from six miles - about five miles.
I even tried to narrow the distance with my slippery feet - moments.
It moved, opponent.
Left.
It could only be judged that way by the black and sumptuous remnants, and it was not as fast as it could be avoided. But Kaza Farnese doesn't move.
The left arm of the enemy, which flew in such arcs as to become, was slammed into the neck of the magician Maygas.
"- G. G."
Voices leak into the shock, and Kavan and a loud metal noise shake his ears.
The blow had landed on a ring wrapped around his neck. Rings in a condition that is hardened and strong enough to act as protective equipment. Furthermore, the current situation, in which Kaza Farnes herself is entangled with blade-like particles.
(Ha...,...! Ba, ka -!)
It is a tremendous power.
But it's bad. Bad aim. By extension, I've been aiming for the hard part.
That flash is inhibited by a double barrier, and ends unreachable - -
It should have been.
Without wishing, its black trajectory was shaken out.
Nothing, as if there was nothing holding back between them.
"...,... ah...?
I can play my sight like an idiot and Kaza Farnese is baffled. It was like the world was turning two or three times. Up, down, left, right, right in front of me is shaken, and I can't understand the translation. My head, my cheeks, my jaw, clash into something hard one after the other. If you have eyes and will on a ball kicked in by a kid, you'll feel it this way - and so on, and thought of no benefit.
- I don't know if Kaza Farnez, who was lightly slapped in the neck, had time to become aware of his death.
This opponent chopped off easily, not even hardened rings or metallic stinging flesh.
He was looking around with Kyoro Kyoro, but he stopped the movement in a pittance, trying to quietly start the journey - whether there was anything of particular interest.
Jeez... far ahead of the gaze.
We discovered depressed woods and groveling artefacts in them.
That is, a black water mirror bracketed on one of the growing branches.
"Softly...... here, Kaza Farnese's reaction has disappeared! This cuts ten for the rest, nine! And..." Maygas, "the magician who had participated in as many as eleven large numbers, all of whom fell off with this."
From the guests' seats, there are a lot of drinks. If they were to be wiped out as far as atrocities were concerned and had a bad reputation, it would also be impossible.
(That man...)
Belgrette takes a breath like he stroked his chest down.
That Kaza Farnez, who gondered down in the form of an unintentional blow since he made it look like he admitted to losing, fell off here.
He should have drained his health considerably in the fight against Gonder, but he would have survived quite a while since then. The leaves of Arsilegna should have been featured by Dj Foul, the head of the magician Maygas, so there should have been no means of recovery either.
Was it bad luck, or strength? Either way, that protection seemed to have been interrupted here.
"What about the occasion..."
"Mm... once again, I don't think we're anywhere near the mirror"
Zeilin sighs boringly.
'Really...... Nevertheless...... you've finally cut the remaining ten. Was the shedding of Kaza Farnese now due to fulfillment also due to a legitimate settlement? Neither does Mr. Duen, who went into the woods, look in the mirror at all... nor Enrokak, what has happened since then'
Turn your gaze towards the Black Forest so that Scenomea doesn't calm down. Nine left. Right now, 'launch fire' is not up. Right now, the mirror doesn't show anyone. Only a few quiet forest landscapes are captured.
"... hmm?
It was Zeilin who raised his suspicious voice there.
"What's wrong?
"No... the mirror... is going to crack, is this it? But what, the mirror here broke...?
Lean your eyebrows and let them dance their fingers in the air.
Apparently, the mirror you tried to mirror didn't respond.
To date, two black water mirrors installed in the woods have been broken. One was when Barbadorf blew himself up with the Divine Chant bomb Oracle Bomb. The other is the moment Digos and Enrokak hit each other's secrets. Both are said to have been damaged indefinitely as a result of the struggle.
Immediately after, the audience's voice of "ah";
"Mm!?
Zeilin's groan overlapped.
Belgrette also witnessed exactly that moment. A giant black water mirror installed in front of the audience. The forest landscape, which was reflected in a split enough to go there. One of them suddenly disappeared. It will be dark as it was anointed, and then nothing will appear.
"I'm sure of it! Now someone deliberately broke the mirror!
Zeilin rises indignantly to the dew as well.
"Crazy bastards... where and when. You're disqualified as soon as you know it!
'Duh, what is it? Enrokak, who is running wild without vision, cracked...... or something?
Strange, Belgrette conceived with her fingers under her chin.
Thus, a black water mirror provides the audience with a look at the struggle. Naturally, it is forbidden by policy to intentionally damage this. The punishment was heavy and should have been such that if it could be divided by the aftermath of the struggle, it would have been an immediate disqualification if it had been intentional.
At this stage, narrowed down to the remaining nine, why do we need to break the mirror? I can't think of a reason to survive this far and break the mirror until I take the risk of disqualification. Or is it Enrokaku? The figure of that man, who had stormed off more than once, had been captured, but he didn't seem to be aware of the mirror in the first place. I don't even think I can afford that kind of mental state.
All the black water mirrors provided in the woods are installed a few miles high from the ground. He said it was a consideration so that athletes' bodies and attacks would not be hit and damaged, but in the first place the mirror itself would also be placed in a flying iron field of art, which is equipped with considerable strength.
A sturdy mirror in a high position. Though when it suddenly breaks, it is still firmer to think that someone deliberately destroyed it...
(... but who, for what...?
Feeling his chest scratch at the inexplicable phenomenon, Belgrette - everyone on this occasion - watched the battlefield quietly.