Disciple of Immortal

Rovis had some body tremors subsided, but he still couldn't breathe well.

I can't get my thoughts together.

I was just stiff with my head dripping.

The approaching footsteps of Renaele were as if they were a rising smudge of a truncated platform.

"Hey, can I help you...?

It was now Rovis' limitation to utter words that were too disproportionate and unusual to suddenly target someone who had been slashed more than a dozen times from himself.

But I don't think such a godly opponent would be interested in his own trends.

Maybe I'll be missed like this, such expectations were in Rovis.

"There's no use for all the bad guys who attack people with joy."

Renaele's words were clearly filled with cold intentions to kill.

Obviously Renaele seemed to intend to kill Rovis.

"It's pathetic that you can only have fun by harming people."

Renaele takes another step closer to Rovis.

In an unmistakable move, Rovis put his head to the ground.

"Mi, miss it......! We are not originally deeply involved in the Cup of Blood. I just wanted to have a fight with Pomera, known as the Virgin, and I'm not harming every man here, I swear. Yeah, let's talk about what they're after!

"It's hard..."

Renaele frowns as bewildered.

"Lo, Dear Rovis, I was told so much before that it was really an exception...!

Yozakura sees Rovis' unhesitant dugout and seems to follow.

Rovis showed his gums and stared at Yozakura.

"Whatever you think, this will be the exception! Why don't you understand! Did you see that? Make the move now! This man has reached the realm of Immortality or Immortality! You guys keep your heads down, too! He's got a high head! Pomera, you too! I have no idea what position I could have stood. You don't know what's gonna happen, so keep your head down for now, too! Come on, you're gonna get us all involved!

Pomera kept her mouth wide open, holding the broken scepter as she entered the floor.

Indeed, there was no doubt that the current person was different.

But even so, it's too soon for Rovis to change.

It felt good enough.

It was enough to think that I might have switched with someone else instantly.

"Is that...?

Pomera felt hooked to her memory and tilted her neck.

Something was wrong. It was a pure question that arose as a result, not particularly intended.

"Come on, Pomera! With you, I don't know what's gonna happen!

"... you, you two, you were harming me, weren't you?

Rovis complained that he wasn't harming anyone.

But before his engagement with Pomera, Rovis has dropped the head of the Phantom Brothers of the Blood Cup with his own sickle.

It was too naturally a lie to notice, but it was clearly inconsistent.

Rovis slaps the floor with his fist.

"In this case, it would be about an innocent people! Don't take that fried leg off me!

Rovis screamed in spit.

Then he quickly turns back to Lunaere and bows his head again, making a mesmerizing cat stroke.

"I swear, I am not harming the people of this city! Instead, I just took care of two people on the looter's side!

"Corrected sara..."

Pomera was rather impressed by Rovis' graphics.

Renaele turned to Pomera with a troubled look on her face.

"Well, there you are."

"Uh... po, pomera, is it?

"What do you think of this one?

"... when I first got in here, it obviously seemed like I was going to kill the wounded who were here. Otherwise, Pomera would never have fought either."

Renaele quietly turned back to Rovis.

"Shit, no! I may have said that in my mouth, but I wouldn't bother to hang a human being who isn't a warrior, not a mutt fish I wouldn't take!

Renaele's eyes were the eyes that saw the worms.

Rovis' face was dyed pale.

If it stays like this, no matter how it falls, it will only end up being a kill stream.

"Dear Mr. Rovis..."

Yozakura calls to Rovis.

Rovis glanced at Yozakura.

"I can't, no more. Let's give up, Master Rovis... and don't expose yourself to any more shame. As the executives of this Yozakura, Black Reaper, I offer you all the way to hell."

Yozakura, in a calm voice on the contrary, pulled out the knife and quietly said so.

"I told you before! This is an accident! You and Damia are just treating each other like human extensions, so that's what's causing this! I said all that and I don't know why! You still want to fight in this situation!

Yozakura shook her head.

"No, I will make a mistake. Don't worry, I'll be right behind you."

For the record, there was a culture of truncation where Yozakura came from.

"... poor man. Unfortunately, there is no respite for you to listen slowly to what the bad guys have to say about what's going on. However, if you have any words to leave behind, let me ask you that."

Renaele faintly sentenced Rovis to death.

Rovis leaves his head bowed, desperately wandering his thoughts into many ways.

Why did this happen?

This kind of thing can't possibly hit a meteorite if you go out, and if you're on guard, it's supposed to be a rarity like that.

Yet before, he has sold a fight to Kanata to get back at him, and then within a few months, he has been forced into a situation where he has no hands or feet for the girl who suddenly appeared.

We're both clearly over level 2000.

It felt like two giant meteorites had fallen on their feet.

So Ha, Rovis noticed.

Yes, by chance, it can't have happened.

Then there is some inevitability hidden there.

"What if you know Kanata...?

To Rovis' words, Renaele opened his eyes wide.

Bend your mouth like confused. On a blue and white cheek like a cold dead man, Zhu with a fever gave it to him.

"Oh, you, how do you know Kanata?

Rovis made a clench all the while hiding with his own body.

I got a miraculous way to live, like a lifetime to nine deaths, or a lifetime to ten thousand deaths.