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Pulls the divine sword out of its sheath and at the same time engages the divine mind.

If you want to slay Sendorf, a ghost man, there is no sword more effective than the Divine Sword today. If you slash it, you will break off all things, and just plunder will inflict a melted sore sore.

It was understandable that sanity was a threat to Sendorf as well.

"You think I'll teach?

Respond to conversations with me in fear.

Sendorf is working his head desperately right now. A conversation with me is only a buy of time.

"I'll tell you. If you're gonna tell me, I'm gonna make it easy for you to die."

The divine mind disappears from the sword.

Sendolph is slightly relieved.

"Why do you want to know that much?

It's definitely more advantageous to fight in a state of divinity.

I couldn't find enough merit in Sendorf to abandon my advantage.

"The purpose is twofold. It is not necessarily that similar enemies will not appear in the future. So I wanted to know within the moment"

Ice God relied on Pixie to pay for it.

The hunting god was also relying on the statue of the god who pictured himself to move around the generations.

In order for God to move on earth, he will need to rely on money. Recently, I have also confronted God more frequently. The relationship between the goddess Tishua and Sendolph is different from the cost of dependency, but it is also not necessarily that God will not appear to do the same in the future.

If the cause is not known, there is no way to take action.

"There will be no reason to teach!

Sendorf raises his hand.

Then a black claw gathers in the raised hand.

Black jaws are massively "filthy." Sendorf is now more comfortable manipulating them than he ever imagined. He can be reshaped and compressed as he imagined.

It was the hammer that was built.

Big ghost man's body is the size he deserves, bigger than mine.

Humans would be crushed just because they slapped a hammer that size.

"I'm coming."

They come close as they wiggle their hammers overhead.

Impossible hammer. He jumps to the side and dodges where he is approached and swung down because of hesitation of a far-fetched attack.

Hammer slaps the ground as it is.

It is within assumed limits that the ground will be crushed and holes drilled.

but just after wearing the ground a black wind shock rushes through.

The shock emitted from the hammer is strong, and it will be like being punched in the stomach and blown away.

"I see. Now I understand"

The manipulation of "dirty” is increasing over the other battle.

However, there is an increase in the amount of "dirt” that can be held more than that. Now the attack is just a massive "dirty” slap. And it was diffused by the impact exerted on the "filth” that was kept at the critical point.

"The trouble is that filth penetrates a barrier made of magic."

There is nothing wrong with “filth” that has affected people.

However, it seems that "filth” itself can ignore defenses by magic, and does not make sense for defenses involving magic. It didn't work at all when he said he was wrapping his magic around and defending himself to withstand the impact.

If it had been defended by magic alone, the damage could have been enormous.

"Please... fall down soon."

Waving the hammer like a wand creates a "dirty” arrow in the air.

An arrow pierces the ground as it flies and dodges all the flying arrows.

"Roar."

Not a single direct hit.

But the ground the arrows hit directly was melting in the drool and turning into a poisonous black ground.

Foreword withdrawn.

If you got a direct hit, you're not sure you're safe.

Still, I was able to withstand an earlier attack because, along with magic, I was turning my sanity to defense as well.

"K, fuck... as long as we hit it...!

"I'm sorry, but your offense will never hit"

Magically emerge dirt walls from the ground to hide themselves.

Sendorf, who is unfamiliar with battle but has not been able to handle "filth," has no choice but to attack with a spear directly from the front.

The dirt wall that took a direct hit dissolves in the drool.

The molten dirt wall disappears from the top and you can see me.

"Oh man..."

"Discretionary."

That's how Sendolph sees me, where I swing through a sword in my hip position.

A slash bursts from the sword that was swept out, doubling everything, breaking Sendorf's body up and down. Well, it's a failure that the slaughter hit the royal castle that was behind it.

"I don't understand"

It activates its power while distorting its face in agony, and soon “dirty” gathers.

I was trying to reconnect my torso to my lower torso, which was split because it was broken off beautifully.

"I won't let that happen."

Running with the divine sword in his hand grabs Sendorf's face with his empty left hand.

You can't cover it up because you're a ghost, but if you grab a corner or nose or something, it's not hard to hold it as lightly as a ball.

"Where are you going!?

Get off the spot when you have your upper body in your hand.

The work that was trying to connect the two split bodies is interrupted. Instead, meat rises from the cutting surface of the upper body to try to start regenerating.

"Do you want me to tell you how I was generating ghosts"

"Will you still ask!

Apparently I was flat even when my body was amputated as to whether I was absolutely confident in my ability to regenerate.

It's not like I haven't felt anything. He was distorting his face when his body was amputated, and in the fight the other day he was screaming for having his arm amputated.

Pain is certain.

"If you don't want to talk, I don't mind."

Beat the divinity to Sendorf's body. However, I am using [Magic Shockwave], which I was not only beating but also doing with magic.

- Guchu, Butchi, Bachaa!

"but ahhhhh!

"Oh, that works better than I imagined."

All over Sendorf's body, meat is scattered.

I just want to rumble around from the pain, but the body I need to rumble around has not yet been rebuilt.

"You might as well have been madly swallowed by this."

At that time, I didn't recognize everything but Noel.

Probably would have been able to keep attacking me without feeling any pain, even if I took damage.

However, maybe that's what 'ghosts' should look like.

"Ask again - tell me the terms of change for ghosts"

"Say, there's no way..."

"Right."

Now strengthen your powers and rupture all of your upper body.

Leaving to avoid the blood that hangs on your body. Still, the blood I could play is about to strike me, so I slash it with a divine sword and bounce it off.

"Will my lower body ever regenerate,"

Is there still something like a nucleus? Regeneration is always done from the upper body.

Maybe if we destroy that, we can stop Sendorf from regenerating, but we haven't been able to locate where it is.

Above all, I'm not going to knock you down in a situation you haven't been able to hear.

"Hey, let me just play it and wake up... what?

The area around the right cheek is muzzled.

I rubbed it and it wiped the blood back that I had just bathed.

"I'll Grandpa."

The blood on my hand jumps up and hits me.

Slap it with your left hand and drop it to the ground.

"Chip, I'm alarmed"

'That's right. It's too much "ghost" blood. "

A drop of blood that was attached to the left side of his face.

The reaction is delayed because I thought it was just return blood, allowing it to penetrate my mouth.

'Ha ha, what do you say? Now you're one of the ghosts. "