Orc corpse split from shoulder to heart.
Definitely a ridiculous wound.
I don't know if it was the impact of distorted reality, but it still felt like my mind was falling apart. I thought that this oak cub was almost halfway split, which was a bit exaggerated.
However, even if you wash your eyes and look again, the oak is cruelly searched as it appears.
I didn't take the blade down, I just pushed it with force. Such attacks make it physically impossible to create these wounds.
"AmChang? I cut it like this?"
It's unbelievable.
"Huh? Cat, didn't you do it?"
"No, I did... I think it's a bit of a bluff. Looks like the chief is a little mixed up."
"A mix of chiefs? Oh, you were talking nonsense. It must have been a bit of a fight. Cat, just take a break and let me know when you calm down."
Claudie looked at the body.
Is that it, too?
Unknown power that soared during the uprising.
I'm guessing it's not just the chapter of the Evolution Deathmatch, but the fierce and cruel ancient power that has existed since the Suncambrian era. This does not mean that the human being in the palace has crossed his limits.
Isn't that too big for that?
"But."
But it was as clear as this.
When I overwhelmed the orc momentarily, I felt infinite.
I felt a touch of Macho's world.
Am I a thousand?
"A thousand horsemen."
I stepped back for the test.
Nothing happened.
"A thousand horseback riding ceilings."
The palm of his hand was stretched out strongly for the casting of the most ancient scroll, the ceiling of heaven. - Whew! I heard the wind, but nothing happened.
"Sister, put the nigger back in his right mind. I don't think I can. Look at that. You're going beyond mumbling."
"This is severe. Katt, can we come and sit down?"
It seems that the strange power that soared has disappeared.
Well, maybe what I just did seemed like a ride. He just explained that he had something to test, but Claudie just smiled and didn't see it coming.
This sister's kindness is sometimes a rhyme in my heart.
It's not just that I smile...
Anyway, I leaned on the tree and sat down.
The battle is over.
Claudie is one kill away.
Winia's two kills.
Me and Copson achieved a one-kill assist.
I think I need to take a break before I pack my loot. Strangely enough, I had no strength in my body. Somehow I felt dizzy... what is it? I've never done this with my strength before. It seemed like my whole body would go beyond its own level and let go of my mind.
I picked up the lid of the barrel and took in the water.
I felt cold water dripping through my throat and cooling my camouflage. I was thirsty because I acted violently.
"Phew..."
"By the way, that's amazing, you Babarian Sheck. I never thought I'd cut an oak in one go. You must have hit a very clean slap."
Copson also admired Orc's corpse.
I just think I might have cut it like that, but he probably didn't see me because he was busy doing his job.
It's not a stunt.
I just pushed it with force.
It is physically impossible.
The doubts deepen... Even if the Orcs say 'Cut me off, I'll take advantage' and stand still, it was too much for me to break even the heart like that.
"Cat. Calm down?"
"Uh... I think I'm feeling better now. I feel a little dizzy, but I think I'm okay now."
It's not very fine, but I said so. Claudie reaches out. Copson went to clear the loot, and Winia was observing the corpse of the Orc I killed.
He grabbed his hand and approached the front of the body.
"Cat. You find this body a little suspicious, don't you?"
"... yes. This is definitely suspicious. It transcended my powers. My strength alone makes it impossible to break a shoulder bone and cut it to the heart like this."
I explained to Claudie and Winia the strange sensations I felt during the battle. In retrospect, every battle, whether it was an adrenaline effect or an adrenaline effect, had a surge of fanatical courage.
They listed them all, and this time they explained that the extent was particularly severe. Orcs split when the power reached its peak, he added.
"Uh-huh... yeah, yeah. That's what it was."
Claudie, who had been listening to the explanation, began to grow up.
I tried to bear the laughter that leaked out, and I covered my mouth with my hand, and finally the bread burst. "Ughhhhhh!" What's wrong with you, sister? Suddenly I started laughing, so I was embarrassed. Originally, there was nothing as frightening as a smiler suddenly.
Claudie, who had barely stopped laughing, approached me.
"Hmph, Hmph... for sure. Can I check it out for a second?"
"What, what did you do?"
Then I started stabbing myself. No, is this sister here? However, I don't think this is the case... Unlike I expected, Claudie wasn't trying to embarrass me.
"Huh? I don't feel anything special...? But surely..."
Claudie suddenly stares at me with a distressing look. I don't feel what? So Winia got into our midst.
"Sister, just stay away."
The incoming Winia wets my quilted armor and starts to squirm her fingers with her bare-slaughtered abs. My abs, which became half chocolate-like, were extremely susceptible to this hot yet tender touch.
"Argh!"
"Don't make a fucking sound. Hold still."
When the groan exploded, Winia quoted him.
"... I think I might be thinking the same thing about you right now, but first... I don't know. What is this? I felt it momentarily earlier. But now I think it's a mistake again, and I think it's right because I saw the body."
I started talking to Claudie about something that Winia said. When I saw them saying what they only knew about each other, I was glad that they got to know each other, but at the same time I felt an unknown alienation.
Winia told me how to put together her opinion.
"You know what a nigger manna is?"
"Uh, roughly."
"Fuck you. What does a nigger know?"
"I don't really know."
Why are you bringing up Mana all of a sudden?
Mm-hmm.
- Then, something enlightened swallowed my brain. Unknown power. Rising courage, and the collapse of the ancient Suncambrian era and the Berlin Wall... the fluctuations in oil prices in international markets and the miserable howling of children dying of hunger in the Third World! And the completion of the Barbell Tower!
That's when the languages of humanity come together!
"Mana!"
No wonder the source of that indecent power was Mana!!!
- Full rate.
Then, it's hard to fit in the mouth. Karin didn't explain that you could have realised Mana in a violent battle! I survived the bloodbath of saving my own life the last day!
Really, really!
Did those battles give me Mana!
Certainly!
When I was fighting with my life, I woke up with a thousand horses or became a swordsman or a king! Now the question of them is solved! I jumped in joy!
"Mana!"
"I knew you'd be a jerk. Calm down, calm down, calm down."
"Manaaaaaaah!!!!!"
This is Gimcott!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Kim Kott Klasdaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!
"Ma-aaaaaah!!!!!!"
Mana!
"Fuck you."
It was Winia's staff that stopped shining on me as always. "Keek!" Winia, who hung my neck from the loop of the staff, grabs me. Then he swung around and shook me.
"Keek, keek! Stop! Stop it!"
"Did the nigger calm down?"
"Do it, now that you've done it!!! I think I'm going to search!!!!"
"Scream?"
"Argh!"
"Ahhh! Ahhh!!!"
Winia, who burst into laughter, let me go for a while. God damn it... I'm in pain and I'm moaning and rubbing my neck, so Claudie bends her back and stares at me.
"Suddenly, during the fight... katt. Are you sure about this?
"Hmm? Uh, I'm sure. That's it."
"No matter how powerful you are, it's unnatural to be so powerful. Isn't that right?"
"... I'm sure it is, isn't it? It's unnatural."
So it's Manan!
"Then what I can explain is Mana."
"Oh, I see! I knew it! Manara!!!"
Claudie said what she wanted to hear before the man died was inside Topten! This made it clear! Claudie acknowledges the existence of my Mana! "Manaaah!!!" The urge to burst. I cried out as that soul.
"Yes, Kat. Yeah, take it easy. Yeah, Kat. Don't move now. Let's calm down? It's not clear yet. I don't feel that way at all to you right now."
"What?!!!!!!"
At that moment, the excitement of burning like cold water on a candle disappeared.
"Hah... don't look so disappointed. But there's a possibility. It may have burst the Mana created during the battle to increase its power, or it may have been a combination of other elements. Obviously, this Orc is the one you killed, Cat."
"Well, that means..."
You mean you're not sure if Mana's here or not?
I organized my thoughts. First of all, I might have a manna. The evidence was the body of a wretched oak. However, Winia and Claudie, who can be said to be experts in mana, are not feeling mana from me right now.
Because my manna sucks?
I don't know. If you see Winia explaining 'I felt' earlier, there may be a real Mana. Perhaps I am now completely exhausted of Mana.
If so?
If I had a manna, wouldn't Winia or Claudie have noticed? Thoughts only deepened. In fact, I just woke up Mana when I was fighting the Orcs, and I used up everything that looked like it.
As such, is the orc cut and discharged?
Then let's go to dryer and bulbour. And when you faced the Kobolt Guardian? Even then, it was a little weak, but a similar force to this' Mana 'soared.
Of course, when the battle was over, it was gone.
Perhaps he 'recovered' and 'spent'.
"Hmmm..."
I don't know for sure.
I didn't know it well despite what happened in my body. For me, manara is such a vivid concept. I don't know anything, and I can't confirm that I've experienced it myself, so it's natural to be confused.
There are many possibilities, but what is certain is that we do not know them at the moment. But... as well. The orc was the truth, not the chief.
Claudie grabbed my shoulder that fell into contemplation.
"First of all... let's not recognize it here, but let's look back. Cat, I'm so excited right now that I can't stand it."
Her face evoked the circus that appeared in the legend. Umm, umm... Well, I've got six Orcs, and I think I've got enough loot, so you can go back.
"I do. I have to go back. I'm the most curious. Let's just get the loot and get the fuck out of here."
I joined Copson, who was searching the corpses of the Orcs hard. The diligent Copson had already unpacked everything he could and cleaned it up.
"Barbarian. Do you see it?"
"Ohhh...!"
The heads of the orcs stretched side-by-side. And they made mats out of the giant pickpockets that they were hanging on, and there was loot hanging on them.
"This is going to be good money...!"
First of all, a feather hat. The hat, which looked like it was worn by the chief of the Indians, was soaked in blood, but it was decorated with something shiny, so it seemed worthwhile, and there were various coins, weapons and other shiny stones that they used.
There were only four Orcs' heads. It's because one of the cubs became a Ghostrider. I thought I'd find it and go back.
"Copson, I need you to tidy up. We need to find that runaway son of a bitch's head."
"Then there was him."