Gate of Amitilicia Online

The fools are still solidified. My people died in one blow, so I can't help it. Honestly, I was surprised at that one, too, but the impact on the side of the hit would be bigger.

I'm close, but I'm not responding. I wonder if I can hurt two other people with this. In the meantime, let's not use [Enhanced Magic Strike] 4x anymore. I feel like I can clean up a little bit, but that one is too ineffective given the purpose.

"What are you doing?!? Let's get back to it!

A magician-like woman in the rear guard shouted and the avant-gardes finally seemed to return to me. The rush to set up a weapon looked hilarious. Oh, the rear guard's gone further back.

"Ohhh!

Only one man with a spear hangs on him. Shake up the gain for some reason... the spear would be a basic, poking weapon. Halvard, Grave, Paul Axe would know, but I'm not scared of being used like that at all.

[Magic Strike] I grabbed the pattern with my activated left hand and it stopped lightly. I'm surprised they grabbed me and try to get my spear back, so I take my hand off and push the pattern over with the back of the gauntlet and step forward. And when I grabbed it again and fixed it, I kicked up my hand holding the spear. The man's finger sandwiched with my boot and spear pattern broke lightly. Even the gauntlet might have turned out differently, but a thin leather glove with no fingertips wouldn't have prevented it.

Grab the spear where you got one hand and swing straight to the side. Tighten your cheeks and leave. Because the others started to move, one man armed with a one-handed sword and a shield, the other with a mace and a shield. And the woman with the dagger in each hand is trying to get around behind me, too. Will the man with the great sword and the man with two handaxes not move?

Now, as I was expanding my awareness of who to deal with from, I noticed something approaching this way from the edge of my sight. Magic bullets. I tried to avoid it, but it wasn't suitable, and the magic bullet hit me straight in the left shoulder. Even though it's over protective gear, the damage is solid. Uh, magic is a pain in the ass. I think that was probably the energy bolt that was the first attack magic, but that must have been some kind of hitting magic. It's not a good idea to be shredded with that.

When I thought about it, I threw the spear in my hand at the sorceress. [Throw] There is also correction by skill, the spear pierces the witch magician. I was aiming at my stomach, but I missed it and got around my thighs, but I can't help it. And I'm not stabbing that deep. We lost momentum because of the distance. I haven't lost a lot of HP.

"Become!? Why are you bleeding? Whoa!?

But there will be pain, and the sorceress is confused by the fact that she bled more than that. Well, if it's normal, the code of ethics will hang and the bleeding expression will be cut. But I have [demolition] skills. Those who have acquired this skill will be released from the restriction. And this skill has the effect of showing it to others as a condition for acquiring [Dismantling]. The effect seems to be effective both in the combat act itself and in opponents under the age of 18. I thought for a moment, is that okay or run, but I'll just put it away. That specification is now convenient.

Let's completely disable the sorcerer first. Ignoring the proximity personnel, I ran towards the rear guard. Naturally, the avant-garde comes after me in an attempt to stop it. So to hold it back, I sprinkle what I took out of my waist pouch forward, so that I don't step on it, and as I move on, so that it doesn't look unnatural.

"Ouch!?

"What!?

I heard such a scream from behind. If you only look behind your back for a moment, two men are jumping with their feet up. Apparently, you stepped on Saring well. I bought it at Tsukikage's place before, but it doesn't help at times like this.

I notice something, and the other chaser's legs stop. In the meantime, he approached the rear guard with various enhanced leg strength. The sorcerer was in disarray, and the other leather-armored man who was here had a bow. Use the gauntlet as a shield to protect your face, shake left and right and keep approaching as you hang the feint. The man released an arrow, but it flew backwards without hitting.

I rethink if I should disable the archer before the sorcerer, and pull out the dagger I have on my leg.

I was about to release it towards the man trying to keep the next arrow, and a shock ran down his hand and took off the dagger. The next arrow flew in and hit me on the right shoulder before confirming what had happened. There was only a small amount of impact damage, but no penetration. Thanks to excellent protective equipment. Perfect, Sizzler.

Well, it's just a phenomenon, but I finally realized who it was. The last of the guards, the tutor, had a whip in his hand. That's a pretty long whip. I don't know if you aimed or coincided, but the whip is a pain in the ass. Don't tell me the tip exceeds the speed of sound. I can't seem to cut it off and avoid it.

The whip attack was ready to be spoiled and I slammed into the archers. The Tutor still seems to have tried to attack me, but the archers are out of the way in position to attack. In that gap, he fleshed to the archer who was about to release the third arrow and grabbed the long bow in his hand with his right hand. Then, with his left hand, he pulls out the sword and slashes the string. This is the best way to disable the bow. He then swung the swordfish down to the archer's left wrist with the bow. Bright red blood erupts from the wrist, which could not be slashed off but was deeply torn with each leather glove.

"Hiya, no!?

Screaming and grabbing the root of the confused archer, in the form of a shield, now turning to the Tutor.

"Shit, don't come!

Is that against me, or against my bleeding buddies? With the color of rejection on my face, I pushed the archer toward the lagging disciplined woman. Without a scratch, the archer hits the disciplined woman.

"Hia!?

And the tutor screamed in the blood that erupted from the archers. The tutor trying to shove his buddy up and shake off the blood he bathed was even losing room to care about me. So grab the whip and take it away before you get back to sanity, cut the right place with the sword and throw it away. At that time, the tutor's attention was directed this way, so I strained my cheeks flat. Once, twice, three, four degrees. Only flat handed, not fisted. Every time I hit him, the resistance will go down, but I don't mind. Keep hitting him. Eventually he turned his back and kneed, trying to round his body and began to tremble, so he decided on his left ankle with a sword and then stopped the maneuver and turned his attention to the others.

The spear man is looking at this one without repositioning, but he doesn't try to move by holding down his broken finger. You're totally scared.

The two men who stepped on Saring are still without going through the stabbed Saring. Let it go for now.

The sorcerer woman seems to have finally pulled out the spear but is confused by the bleeding.

Archers can hold their wrists. You don't seem to have any weapons other than a bow, and you can leave this now.

The two remaining men and one woman are about to finally come this way after grasping the location of Saring. Before you deal with those guys, the sorcerer should be completely powerless.

Turning to the sorceress, she was just taking out the potion. The spear wound itself is not deep, so HP seems to have recovered quickly. Naturally, the bleeding stops. And you seem to have taken a soothing breath, but I'm sorry. I'm going to have worse eyes.

A sorceress noticed when I caught her in time. Red eyes staring at this one. There I stuck three fingers in my right hand.

"Ghaaaa!?

I don't think she's a woman. A sorcerer woman screaming. I don't mind pulling my finger out and repeating the same thing to the other eye. I disgust myself with my actions, but I crush them into the back of my consciousness and see the men who were approaching me. Three legs had also stopped at the unusual screams of their fellow inquisitors.

I walk over to you moving my bloodstained fingers without saying anything. We move slowly to show them what's going to happen to us.

"Ma, wait! Oh, we lost!

I said that backwards with a big man with two hand axes pulled on his face. Naturally ignore and proceed. The other guys don't look like they're setting me up, either, but that doesn't matter. Whatever it is you're losing your mind on, PvP is going on. Then I have to go on?

"Please, give me a break!?

He let go of the swordfish and slapped his fist with [magic blow] in the jaw of a bad-born axe man from left to right at the same time. I'm still trying to say something, but your jaw's shattered and you're speechless. I don't know what that means, so I don't have ears to ask. All right, next.

Ignore the two men and women and head toward the two men who are struggling badly against Saring. The men who noticed this way tried to escape, but stepped on another sailing and jumped. Those with swords keep their buttcakes on and scream even more. Looks like you stabbed him in the ass, too.

He proceeded with care not to tread on his own, kicking the sword pointed at him with his trembling hand, and stomping and crushing his ankle thoughtfully. Do the same for holding another mace. Looks like Saring stabbed him somewhere again on the fallen clap, but I don't care.

Well, the only guy who's satisfied with the five bodies is the double-swordwoman just now, and then the guy with the big sword.

"Ma, wait! It was our fault! Surrender!"

The spear man shouted, and the great sword man and the double sword woman also threw down their weapons, raising their hands. Surrender? Ha, what bullshit. I suppose you think that's allowed?

"Don't you think it's too good a bug to just let ourselves be intact when your people are in terrible shape?

I'll tell you as I approach the spear man.

"Besides, in order to end PvP, we have to take them all down."

"Damn, with the consent of both sides, we can interrupt. Ugh!?

The spear man starts the menu in a hurry. Confirmation of PvP abort appeared in front of me in a window. Heh, was interruption systematically possible? You didn't know because you never did it. I didn't say I could interrupt Brute then either. Maybe he didn't know that either. Or is there room left for that because this isn't a death match?

Well, manipulate the panel. Naturally, you can't admit it.

PvP ends and returns to normal field.

I didn't take any pity on those totally broken hearts along the way. Running away, I mercilessly egged at those crying. When my HP was about to go to zero, I allowed it to recover with potion and it hurt me prolonged. In it, I made them confess everything they did on the bulletin board, including that it was all a lie. I would have experienced enough pain to say if this was still the case except for the first guy. The first guy was out of the PvP field when he died, too. You'd be mentally damaged because you'd have watched the game after that.

So, it sucks to say how I feel about doing it. There's no way it's fun to go through vulnerable abuse and torture is a level place to work. If I'd done it with pleasure just to pose, I'd have increased my mental damage to them even more, but I couldn't stand it any more. I think I've been hurting on quite a few Buddha top surfaces since I was on my way. Oh, I'm so annoyed...

Take a big sigh and raise your face. Look at me. [Freedom Warriors] The members look bad. Some of them lagged behind as soon as their gaze met. Even Reddin looked like he wasn't sure how to speak to me. Yeah, I have a consciousness that I just did something to get pulled off. I'm sorry.

"It's over."

"Ooh..."

A lower voice leaked out of my mouth than I thought. I tremble my shoulders and Reddin nods, coughs up and looks at the idiots.

PvP wasn't a death match, so their stats shouldn't leave any anomalies or penalties. There's no damage to the gear, and even the return blood disappears and it's a beautiful thing. Still, everyone but the first man to blow his head was sitting on the spot. Breathing is rough, shoulders are wide up and down. Many spill tears and whimper. Virtual reality, though, was crucified. I would have been quite shocked.

"Well, I have something to tell you guys"

Whether Reddin's words are in his ear. I guess I can't do it except for the first man. It's hard to say what the first man is. Do you call me Ron Hair because I have long hair?

"We know on the bulletin board that you guys were slandering Fist. So, Fist actually told me what the situation was, and he told the travelers that you guys were fooling around in the streets and jamming traffic."

Uh, and Ron Hair makes a surprise look. Then you'd be surprised. Anyway, it was all on Reddin's palm.

"On top of that, we're recording a whole series of scenes where you guys are blowing lies into the residents as evidence. Naturally, the truth that you guys guessed on the PvP earlier, as well as this exchange. And I'm going to upload these series of circumstances and videos to the thread you guys have set up."

Ron's hair turns blue. How would it feel to imagine what's about to happen? The others haven't gotten back on their feet yet, so I wouldn't even be able to afford to think about that.

"No one will believe you guys anymore. You'll get your reward for imitating your guts."

That's what Reddin said. He turned his heel back. The [Freedom Warriors] people leave the scene, too. I don't need anything from these guys either. You noticed your gaze when you glanced at Ron Hair, and you looked at me and you got a buttcake. I'm not staring at anything. Would it be enough if we started reacting so far? Now we won't see each other again.

I'll be right behind you.

Sighing again, I saw Quinn coming from the front. Oh, no, you didn't have breakfast yet.

"Sorry, I'll hunt and give you the reward meat for now. This morning we'll serve the venison we caught before."

That's what I'm gonna tell you, I'm gonna poke my little leg over here with my nose tip. What, are you unhappy if it's not captured? I stop and I look at Quinn, and he looks at me all the time. I don't know. Did I do something?

Thinking about that, I rubbed my face against my feet and leaked a small, long voice. Fine, chopping voice. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What's this first-time reaction?

"No way, are you worried about me?

Did this guy even think about my mood? No reply. I just rubbed my face on me again and Quinn left. Um, you know what, is that okay?

Thank you, Quinn.

I'll stroke your head. I didn't run away. Yeah, you're getting closer by step. I mean, I could have gotten closer, that's a pleasure.

It's just...

"You can't rub your bloody face back..."

I'm not going to follow you because you're already dry. You still have a lot of blood on your mouth and your body. You ruined my beautiful hairline.

"All right, let's go to the river"

I'll wash my body thoroughly and wash all my blood back to make it clean. Meshi follows. Will you let me moff a little when I'm done with that? I wish I could heal as much as I feel like this...