Disciple of Immortal

"Boxes and keys, no way..."

On Cotone's forehead, a sweat drowned.

The box that Bosguin and the others spoke of was clearly the Red Right Wand.

And when it comes to the corresponding key, it's nothing more than Cotone's Hand of the Military God (Ares Hand).

Bosguins have puppet boxes (pappet coffins) that freely manipulate others.

From the beginning, their aim was Cotone's Hand of the Military God (Ares Hand), which did not come out caged in the magical city of Manarak.

"I honestly thought five minutes and five minutes would be enough to push this meat masterpiece alone. But you, I'm surprised you're so strong."

Bosguin comes forward.

At the same time, the Hundred Demons Ride Galan and Dungeon Master Barrot also move.

Galan had a long sword, and Barrot had an axe and a clairvoyant.

"Most of all, that's all!

There are three presumed S-class adventurers.

Cotone himself had never been forced into such a predicament.

Even Bosguin alone could at best get around to an advantage, to an extent.

Cotone runs his eyes to each of the three.

"Status Check!

Against the incoming enemy, Cotone first entered through the "Status Check" of the Transferor Benefit.

It's about level, HP, MP that I can confirm, but to deal with multiple enemies, I needed to figure out how to move through individual strengths.

Cotone was level 208.

This is a figure well above the minimum standards for S-class adventurers.

As an overwhelming level holder in the city manalark, he is treated like the patron saint of a magical city.

It is rumored to be a force among the top ten even within the kingdom, although it has not declared its own level.

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Bosguin Beaugrain

Race: Ningen

Lv: 173

HP: 148/865

MP: 18/709

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Galan Gastiara

Race: Ningen

Lv: 210

HP: 966/966

MP: 1029/1029

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Barrot Bamilio

Race: Ningen

Lv: 189

HP: 895/895

MP: 890/890

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"... that sucks"

Pompous, Cotone leaked.

Average level 190.

Usually, all three of these faces are about the Demon King's Crusade.

Even though it's supposed to be handy under the level, Bosguin opponents can't be alarmed either.

Bosguin should have several broken bones during the fall, but it's as if his speed hasn't faded.

It was such an unnatural move, as if it were being moved by yarn.

But if it was to be targeted, it was inferior in level and less HP Bosguin.

Galan is behind us. While dealing with multiple enemies, he was not a swordsman likely to be hit with a decision.

Barrot releases the chain copper on the opposite side of the sickle.

It is a complex weapon that manipulates chains with fractional copper and fractional copper with chains.

If you prevent it poorly, it is entangled in the chain to seal the movement.

Cotone strikes straight back the copper with his caged hand, ensuring he responds.

"Junction Magic Lv6" Sacred Separation (Devid) "

Galan raises his sword.

From Galan's sword, a white light with mass emits, coming towards Cotone as he breaks the floor.

Cotone kicked the ground and escaped to the right.

Bosguin waving his arm as he was jumping to the right at the same time.

He was definitely squeezing Cotonese's movements with the Copper and Sacred Separation (Devid), and coming to slap him with a trap ahead of him.

There is too much collaboration.

After all, the contents are alone.

"Huh! Space-Time Magic, 8th Floor," Dimension Pockets in Dimension Bags "!

Cotone turns to Bosguin.

At the tip of her hand, a giant circular shield appeared, equal in diameter to her entire length.

It bore a silver light and a sculpture imitating the woman's face was carved in the centre.

The eyeball part of the sculpture's face is embedded with blue, shining crystals.

"Guardian Shield Aigis"!

Bosguin's arm is blocked by a circular shield.

The circular shield nearly got punched by Bosguin's fist, but Cotone kicks it with his knee from the other side and supports the circular shield with its impact.

The eyes of a woman's sculpture emit light, engraved on a circular shield.

Bosguin's body stopped moving.

Bosguin forces his body to cramp, but his body doesn't move properly.

"Hmmm... what a good item to tie up at the counter"

Bosguin squeaks.

Cotone tried to attack Bosguin by circling around the circular shield, but Barrot's chain blocked him in the meantime.

Within the time the chain has earned, Galan interrupts.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Too much trouble."

"Dimension Pockets in Dimensional Bags!

In Cotone's hand, a emerald sword appears.

"Wind Flow Iolos!

This sword housed the Spirit of the Wind, and had the power to raise the speed of the sword by the chase of the Spirit.

If used, it can exert more power than strength, but for that matter it becomes difficult to refine the sophistication of the sword.

"Have you decided that competing with me is unfavourable? But it was cheap. You're going to beat me with a speedy sword."

Galan emits a quick, three-degree spike.

Cotone took two shots with a blade and dodged the last attack off his body.

Galan's sword prevents the blade unleashed on the counterattack.

It became a blade competition.

"Hmm... Didn't you throw away your moves? Let's withdraw our earlier disrespect. But that's it."

Galan pushed the blade forcefully and played Cotone.

Disfigured.

Barrot's thrown chain captured the pulled left arm.

"Ugh...!

Barrot immediately throws the axe in his hand.

To Cotone, who succumbed and dodged, the blade of the approaching Galan strikes.

I take it by cage hand, but the shock echoed my bones.

Barrot pulled the chain forcefully.

My body floated.

Bosguin's huge fist penetrated Cotone's abdomen.

Pepper, Bosguin licks his tongue.

"Huff, I didn't think you'd get so sticky. You really are my taste. I'll take care of you."

Cotone's body is slammed to the floor.

Shortly after I got up, I punched her in the back of the head with a blade belly.

Her body fell to the floor.

Cotone tried to put his strength into his body, but he couldn't even get up anymore.

With his hard open eyes, he stares at Bosguin.

"Huff, now you have the Red Kwon Wand and the Hand of the Military God (Ares Hand). If I had that wand, even God wouldn't be able to interfere poorly with me."

"Hmm... but now you're taking turns alone"

Galan puts his hand on his chin and thinks.

"Right. Barrot, let's junk."

Bosguin reaches for Barrot.

Barrot nodded and reached for Bosguin.

Bosguin was goo, Barrot was paring out.

Bosguin nods.

"Whether it's Cotone's fault or if he's sticking to the A-level adventurers in this city more than I thought, it sounds like the executives in the Blood Cup are pretty well hit, too. Bosguin's usage value is diminished, and I wonder what else I can do. Originally, the Red Right Wand was going to push them... and it's not too bad to hang up here."

Bosguin put his hand around his neck.

Cotone looked up to Bosguin wondering what he was going to do.

Bosguin put his strength into his hand as it was, snapping his own neck.

It distorts to an angle where a thick neck is unlikely.

He defiles his body with bloody diarrhea and peels off his white eyes as he wanders.

The giant collapsed on the spot like a threaded puppet.

"Hih! Ugh, lie, what..."

"Come on, it's settled, isn't it?

"It's framing. Cotone, to welcome you."

Galan and Barrot approached Cotone with a hella of laughter.

In fear, Cotone's consciousness broke.