"Duh, duh, duh!
Flam roared, kicking the ground hard and flying back.
That was not so much pain as an action to withstand my fear of my skull being destroyed.
But there are limits to travel on your left foot alone.
Out of balance, her body rolled down the ground.
Thanks to the move, the rotation fits.
Apparently, rather than “against the flam," he exercises his power by specifying where he was standing.
In other words, if you keep moving, you won't be completely screwed off, like your current right leg or left arm.
Still - already regenerated, it is unimaginable disgust to be physically damaged directly to the skull and hence the brain.
From the mouth of the lying flam, the diarrhea was spit out and coughed up even further.
I don't want to taste it again, but Luke isn't going to let go of his offensive hand.
"Ohh... ohh..."
The groan is a little lower than the mute.
He slowly walked over to the flam with his neck slightly tilted, especially without reaching out or shaking his body.
And whenever the sole of the foot taps the ground perfectly, the forces emitted cause the periphery to become strange.
Gah, gah, gah, gah.
The sound of something crushing and rubbing against each other can be heard in Flam's ears.
What you hear is from the ground where you lie.
She has felt the vibrations on her body somewhere.
Tilt, reshaping the ground like a blade - probably one of these days you should start spinning fast and try to swallow your body.
Finally, he rushes out with his regenerated feet, and Flam escapes the vortex.
And the moment we got out of range...
"What... ugh!?
Gollum, and his hips twist with a blunt sound.
His gut crumbled, his blood ran up his esophagus, and he was thrown out of his mouth.
If there were no omens, why - a flam falling and crawling on the ground is confused by an unexpected attack.
"Ooh... ooh... ooh"
Luke's voice seemed heartless or happy.
The muscles of the whole body pulse, and a twitchy red fluid seeps out of its gap.
"Predict, did... I was installing (...)...!?"
Simple, but that's the only trouble with an invisible trap.
By regeneration, the torsion of the flam's body is eliminated one by one.
In conjunction with that, the paralyzed lower body sensation also returned.
But I don't have time to wait for a full cure.
Crawling with both hands, flam trying to get away from Luke.
There's blood on my nails, it's going to peel off like this.
Still, it's hard to get away from him traveling on both legs.
Missy...... and again on Flam's ear, I could hear - the skull deforming from the inside (...).
"Gee, okay no... ugh!
Fram, who gives a distressed voice, pushes his right hand against his own head and pours in the magic of inversion.
Bachi!
Then he bumped into the force of rotation that flowed into his body and scattered a fierce spark.
"Ahhhhhhh!
Flam glanced around on the spot.
Long time ago, it was a pain since Sarah heeled me.
It's self-destructive, the right eye ruptures, blocks vision, and the right half of my face burns like a keloid.
Are you fortunate that some of them were completely exposed to the skull but did not have damage to the brain?
"Ah... up, but... Huh!
She continued to move forward nonetheless.
Burned right hand extends forward.
A palm painted in clear juice slammed the ground and dragged the flam's body forward.
Next, hook the bloody toe to the cobblestone groove with your left arm in front of you and force it.
Go, go, go, go, go!
The rotation of the ground begins again.
Even though the speed is slow, my body is caught up in it and I can't move forward well, and I'm not going to be able to escape.
Anyway, it's decided that an invisible trap is set up just ahead of him where he escaped.
"Ooh, ooh, ooh"
Luke's voice seems somewhere happy with the evidence.
Flam worried, and - into the torso that hit the ground, he infused the magic of inversion.
"Riva...... ah, saru!
Bachin!
Again the forces collided with each other, and the sparks that arose illuminated the area instantly.
And the torso of a flam dancing through the universe with impact.
Spread the built-in and ribs, but still, if your heart is even safe, you have to stop dying. Break it off, and she forcefully escapes the vortex.
I can tell you how much enchanted it is to reduce the pain, and if it's a serious injury to this point, it's going to blow up to consciousness.
In the agony of being able to stir his belly in a windmill, Flam plucks his soul-eating through the air.
That was Luke's first reaction to the attack.
He protrudes his fist diagonally.
Then a tornado-like helical force is ejected in a straight line towards her.
"Tsukiyaaaaaah!
Words don't have to mean anything.
I didn't care about pronunciation if I could just connect my consciousness and get in the mood to just move my body.
The flam rages.
And he protruded his soul eater toward the impending spiral.
Bazi, bazi, bazi!
The force that was bumped antagonizes.
During the previous battle, Luke's rotating power was lightly torn before the flip of the flam.
But using the second core is bouncing - showing her magic and more power than one another, even more than then.
Most importantly, Luke said he gained strength until he gave up his life, and so finally equivalence is likely to make him laugh at his incompatibility too much, but unfortunately he doesn't have that mouth.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"
Roar instead.
He then spiraled the force of further rotation, releasing it toward the flam.
"Kuh, push... lose!? Kaaaah!"
Her body, defeated by a power comparison, is blown backwards.
Luke rotated the air at his feet, creating an airflow that rose into the universe.
And accelerate, attempting pursuit on the flam.
When she saw the approaching red oxide, her mouth angle hung up.
"Flip it.
Moment after moment, the direction of movement of the flam flipped and approached Luke at a fierce speed.
The sudden change of direction puts a lot of effort on Gakung and Flam's body, but it's no big deal compared to previous pain.
"Huh!"
Two different bodies in the air.
The blade that Flam shook down cut Luke's right arm.
"Oh, wow!
A bitter voice echoes around.
The wound twisted quickly and the bleeding healed.
But Luke turns around in a move that makes him feel angry, exercising his power over the landed flam.
"Ah, guh...!
A sharp pain runs in her chest as she tries to run out.
Luke - he tried to twist that heart directly.
No matter, it doesn't work that way.
Repeatedly aiming at the head or chest to release the force of rotation, it fails to capture the flam that escapes with its back turned.
On the other hand, she apparently tried to get away from Elia, Slough, and the guild with Cyril, and took some distance and turned the corner and hid herself in the shadow of the building.
Luke doesn't look for her - he doesn't use such a tricky method.
spreading his hands in the air. He
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
As if singing, he sounded a clear voice.
The voice, of course, is also heard by Flam, who escaped into the shadow of the building.
She grins bitterly when she sees her own clothes bloody over a worn out top, tucked up against the wall and down her shoulders.
The battle has only just begun, but it seems terrible.
But not if you care about your outfit or anything.
I don't see that, but it's definitely supposed to be about to launch the next attack.
"Suuuuu... uuuu..."
Take a deep breath and calm down.
The pain remains disgusting even when it disappears.
In particular, the damage to the built-in taste (...) was very poor, and it was still causing intermittent nausea.
Nevertheless, it is slightly quiet from earlier.
You said you were launching all those flashy attacks until just now, and what the hell - when Flam thinks about that,
Gago-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o!
A shaky, heavy noise roared from the bottom of her belly, and a building a little further from where she stood, shattered and scattered.
No, rather than crushed - should I say pierced (...)?
"What, now..."
Something huge, pointy is traveling at high speeds, linearly, destroying buildings on their tracks from one end.
Gagowong!
Another building breaks down somewhere else.
Flam looked at you in a hurry, and now it's time to see who it is.
"Pointed...... rock?
A sharp, pointed tip, rotating, gray chunk of porcine protruding at a fierce speed.
It runs through the ground, through the building, in a straight line, far away, through everything that exists forward.
Goo-woo-woo.
And three shots (...) eyes loom right behind the flam.
I noticed the approaching sound, and she ran away, and I realized I couldn't get away with it.
Gogaaaaaa!
Jump forward and avoid at the critical point.
The aftermath ran through the alley.
A large trench is formed in the part that stood until earlier, and the building that stood on its back appears to have been completely destroyed with a large hole in the center.
Beyond the shredded groove is Luke's appearance that makes the red muscle snap.
On the rubble he laid his hands on the walls of a nearby stone house.
When you apply the force of rotation to that building, it peels off the foundation and starts spinning around scattering debris.
Eventually it became a pointed stone mass about four metres in diameter as it turned, and Luke pointed its tip at the flam that fell to the ground.
And...
"Wow, wow, wow!"
Injection.
Bash, zgagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagaga!
The whole house approached the flam in the shape of a drill.
She stood up, ran out, and jumped forward to fall in again.
Keep your head protected from splashing rubble and lay low, and now your footsteps are approaching peppery.
It's Luke.
He was taking death, approaching the flam.
As she rushed to stand up, he also - clearly, with a hostile will - rushed over.
A black blade to be wielded and a rotating left arm.
Two forces collide, Bazi! and splashing sparks lit up the alley.
Plus the two knock each other over and over again.
Fram is desperate and somehow releases a quick streak of fire as he delivers and prays to the core of his chest.
But the fist and the great sword - if the power is equal, the winner is the former, where every blow is fast.
Little by little she is pushed and her feet retreat.
Luke furthermore showed the behavior of being beaten with his lost right arm.
There's no arm, of course Hatter - I wanted to think so, but Flam's body glances at itself and dodges that attack (...).
Then the invisible force blurred his forehead.
I imitated my right arm with the power of rotation.
Most of all, it's not so much an arm as a murder weapon that chooses the flesh just by touching it.
"Come on, I'm not leaving!
The severed arm has been revived in the worst possible way.
Regardless of one arm, it's dangerous to beat each other straight from the front in the current situation.
Swaying down the sword, Flam retreats using the impact the forces had bumped into each other.
And down ahead, there was a trap waiting.
"but ah... Shit -!"
I should have thought of the possibility.
Your right leg twists around the middle of your tibia and turns back as you crush your bones.
She ate her teeth and landed, trying to get further back, but it was inevitable that the movement would slow down.
"Ooh..."
Luke stepped in as he raised his voice.
An invisible right arm draped up abruptly - touching the flam's mandible.
I can't get away with it.
The moment the fingertip-like sensation touched her skin, the chills ran all over her body.
It penetrates the skin, buries it in the soft part of the jaw and penetrates from the back of the tongue into the oral cavity.
I glanced at my neck to avoid it, so I did my best.
"Shh, shh."
Progress even as fingers reach the palate and even croon the inside of the nose.
From the mouth of the flam, strange sounds leak, even if unconscious.
And when both eyeballs were pulled out of the back, they also destroyed the inside of the skull, part of the frontal anterior field at the end.
Her face (...) is cut off, dancing through the universe, and falling to the ground.
In short - Flam lost the first half of his head.
Having lost her sight, her world was engulfed in complete darkness.
Maybe that was a happy thing.
At least, I didn't have to look at myself now.
When I sipped my nose, my blood refluxed all the time.
At the root of my spicy lingering tongue, I even feel just the taste and smell of iron.
"Ca... a... a..."
Ouch.
Ouch.
Ouch.
It's painful, I don't like it, help me.
"A... ah, a..."
But a creature called man - does not die to the extent that his frontal lobe is broken.
Deeper down, the first death is established by damaging the brain stem.
So if you don't crush it (...) it won't.
Decisions are not enough.
But there's change, there's damage.
It's a disequilibrium between reason and instinct.
Or should I even say perversion of personality or emotion?
In the meantime until regeneration - in short, Fram's heart is “broken.”
"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh"
Regardless, Luke reaches out to destroy his brain even more deadly.
It is a bold attack to decide that a counterattack would be unavoidable in such a state.
Flam, on the other hand, stretched his hands forward as if looking for something.
And...
Pah!
A sound sounded like gunpowder had broken out, and at the same time something pierced Luke's brow.
"Ooh... ooh..."
Flam shouldn't have had such a small roundabout, ranged attack.
Luke is confused.
But she went on, letting it go.
Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy!
Now for the third time in a row, something (...) pierces its shoulder.
"Ooh wow......"
"Aaahhhhhhh!
Two aliens roaring.
Luke is slightly upside down, although he's obviously a flam guy who's supposed to be cornered.
Towards him like that, he's probably relying on sound to find a place, she points her fingertips (...).
No left pinky, pharmacopoeia, middle finger or index finger already existed.
However, it is in the process of being regenerated and will be loaded again immediately.
So the next thing you release (...) is your right finger.
Magic flows at the tip of my hand.
“Flip” and you can play the sticky one.
If you “flip," the inner ones are released outward.
In other words, Fram, not imprisoned by reason, used his own flesh as a weapon.
Keep your finger bones intact.
Ice and reinforce the meat.
And that bullet with the magic of inversion penetrates the power of Origin to protect Luke's body and overshadows the situation of absolute fatality.
"Ahhh, ahhh......!
- Aside from what she thinks when she gets back to sanity.