Genocide Reality

"What the..."

There was a white galaxy made of marble. It can be said to be luxurious, but it has a clear beauty in one way or another.

It looked like a palace of whites, but it is a temple. At least it was in the game.

A red holy fire was struck in the large iron vessel in the middle, as symbolic of the hierarchy of flames.

Towards there, a skinny old man with a long moustache wearing a white hat and a white robe kept casting spells.

"Diffuse (Foo) Creation (Nerd) Agility (Ross) Heat (Ra) Flame (Ia) Electric Light (Din)......"

"Reaction (Zoe) Night (Ness) Engraving (Wooa) Disorder (Gol) Dissemination (Foo) Poison (Poise) Release (Reac)......"

If you leave me alone, I'll call the names of my enemies because they seem to keep casting spells all the time.

"Tsaratustra!"

That's what I said the name of the boss in this hierarchy.

"This is what Tsalatustra said," is the work of the German philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche, but the boss of this hierarchy would be not Tsalatustra of Nietzsche, who preaches a perennial regression (eh Kaguki), but Zalastra, a religious man who spoke of good and evil dualism.

In social studies textbooks, Zoroastrianism and learning.

Zarasstra, the ancestor of religion, also known as worship fire. To be precise, it will be a monster inspired by historical figures.

A white concealer with a tree wand entangled with snakes.

Due to its dead appearance, Genolian players are also known as white gods and so on.

"I have something to call my name on."

With a crude wooden cane, that figure that rises loose doesn't look like a monster boss.

Skinny cheeks on long brown mustaches, just those dark brown eyes, created an overly clear and eerie atmosphere.

"I don't care what you call it, you must be the boss on this floor"

"And I am the keeper, the stander. That makes sense here. I like to expose myself to danger, what a noble boy and girl. What do you ask of the Great Me?"

"I'm not even here to ask questions. If you're the boss, I'll just kill you."

"Again."

As I tried to pull out the knife I was carrying, Usher stood forward.

"Sir, let the eagles do this here. From this Goren, you smell the same as a eagle, Death."

"Fine, but the same smell?

"You're a good fellow, funny. Rabbita Rabbit Girl, you too are sharp. I see myself as a worshiper of the flesh."

"There you go, Jen. The struggle for that forged body was seen as a martial artist with a name, Death. Match as a samurai, Mass."

Usher took the stand.

No, samurai. Tsaratustra is not a samurai. Superman in one way or another.

"The samurai? Is that what the Rabbita Rabbit adventurers call the worshippers of the flesh? Then call me."

Tsaratustra, who made a noise with Karan and threw away his cane, took off Gabba and his white robe and got naked in his upper body.

It's outrageous if you think you're a skinny old man. Muscles like untrained steel are thriving. My abs are cracked in eight. He was just a samurai!

"Lunar Stream, Alice Dia Adelaide Alfonsina Angelique Alretto Arabel Arene Deana. Shrimp Mass!"

"I don't have a genre, but a strong, so to speak, natural stream (Tennen screw thread) Tsaratustra. Take it and stand!

Suddenly, a battle of martial artists began.

What is this? When it's a game, Tsaratustra fights with a cane, right? Why are you bare hands?

My scratch like that is vain.

A sharp beating between militants - didn't start.

Usher circles around the half-naked old man as he tries to roll up his skirt.

It's like, dance rather than martial arts.

Dancing around at such speeds is something that I can't often turn my eyes on.

Tsaratustra closed his eyes with his hands together.

"Lunar flow, circular brake legs!

"If you're smart, it won't work."

Perhaps Usser's move is to flirt with speed and confuse the opponent.

Guess what, the old master doesn't deal with it.

Usher did not mind, and the centrifugal force was also used to expose him to a kick like a bamboo from behind, all of which Tsaratustra did was twist his upper body with a mark on his hand.

"Nuh! That's Death."

"If you hear the wind, you don't have to look. I know your movements are in your hands."

"Then you can't take the attack Des!

"Guh!"

Usher's Special Attack to dust everything under one kick, the Uzuki Ryu Dust Leg.

Exactly, there was damage. But shallow!

A fierce flying kick, even blown away by the Black Knight.

Tsaratustra crossed her arms in front to receive them, while pulling her right leg and sinking her hips, letting her reciprocate.

"Doesn't the dust leg work?

"What do you mean, dust legs? It is a powerful and good move. But it's simple and not hard to recieve. Still swinging by the moves"

"Then this is Death!

Usher jumped high and high on the spot.

Kick the wall of the dungeon over three meters, and add that momentum and slap a rocket-like kick.

I don't know, because I didn't scream the name of the move, so if I were to name it, I'd call it the Tsukiyuki Triangle Kick.

Quite an amazing move.

"Did you do this!

The spring on Usher's leg is amazing.

With the tremendous power of a kick that hit with all the jumping force that rolled out of it, the strong wind scattered and dust mustard scattered on one side of the perimeter.

When the scattered dust cleared, a completely intact old man stood as to how he took that special attack.

"Even this isn't working, Death!

"Well, now we're going to go this way."

Tsaratustra rattles his shoulder muscles with cockroaches before.

I started casting spells that didn't make sense earlier like Buddha's.

"Diffuse (Hoo) Creation (Nerd) Agility (Ross)......"

"Reaction (Zoe) Night (Ness) Engraving (Wooa) Disorder (Gol) Dissemination (Foo) Poison (Poise) Release (Reac)......"

False, not.

With each chant, Tsaratustra's body glowed red. Also visible in my eyes, a struggle that rocks like a Yangtze (razor) rising from an old man's shoulder.

"Ranri"

Along with a simple hanging voice, the old man rolled it out. It was just a punch.

Back fist slamming down from top to bottom, the ultimate simple blow. The red struggle blew Usher, a junior master (Roman star rank), as easily as he punched out the space itself.

"Khaaaaaaaa!

While blown away by severe shocks, Usher manages to regain her posture.

But...

"Disseminating (Hoo) Creating (Nerd) Agile (Ross)!

"Uh-oh!

The speed at which Tsaratustra kicks up the ground dangly and flies is faster than the wooser being blown away.

Along with the sound of Dow and space slashing and tearing, every guard on Usher's arm slammed Usher forcefully against the stone wall of the dungeon.

"Heat (Ra) Flame (Ia) Electric Light (Din)!

"Gu..."

In just two punches, Usher was crushed against the wall and full of creativity.

From my point of view with Genorian knowledge, that spell is too bizarre and unintelligible, but it is true that the line of moon letters you are chanting is increasing the power of the half-naked old man.

Do I have to assume that I have knitted some kind of magic that I don't know? Usher coughed "geezho" halfway through the collapsed stone wall and threw up blood from her lips.

Usher stopped me from making the unexpected rush.

The duel is still ongoing.

The fighting spirit has not disappeared from Usher's bright eyes.

Usser smiles spectacularly as he wipes the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, going toward the old man, who raised his upper body muscles.

Nevertheless, what does this mean?

I allowed Usser to duel because Tsaratustra wasn't so much a menacing boss.

That's just the boss on the eighth basement. Although he has a high foundation, he's a relatively less dangerous boss who just waves his wand and attacks.

I thought Woosser, who specializes in the same fleshbullet fight, would have nothing to worry about.

At least, if you think about dealing with a bunch of black knights (Black Death Knight), there shouldn't have been any problem.

It should have......

Right, common sense that I've trained in my game doesn't work anymore. The enemies of Genocide Reality are evolving on their own.

As Enochigaios, the boss on the seventh basement floor, taught magic to the half-fish man (Marman), the boss on the eighth basement floor, Tsaratustra, would have fortified himself by braiding his own magic.

But even Usher, who was just the NPC (non-player character) of the game, must have evolved to fight us so far.

Now, I just have to believe that.

"Come on, we're gonna lose like this. If you want to win, go beyond yourself and show the truth. Worshipers of flesh., a brave man who risks himself!

"A mess, shut up Des!

Has Usher got any more hands on him? I used strange martial arts.

When a sharp or simple kick is prevented, he turns around on the spot and eats his heels off.

Did you flirt with an odd move that made you laugh at the laws of physics?

Finally one shot, Usher's kick hit the old man in the head.

Tsaratustra's white hat jumped.

No matter how you work out, your body is an old man. With strong damage to the head, Tsaratustra sways.

"... brilliant!

"Tsube Lunar Stream, Secret Mistress Fishing Bottle Fall (Tsube Oo) as Death!

That Tsaratustra also seemed to have been struck by a strange circular kick utilizing a spring of the thick legs of a tough wooser unlikely to be mankind.

Usher doesn't rest, he keeps hitting the kicking moves. In contrast, the half-naked old man waves his hands unconstitutionally at first glance, but there is no waste whatsoever in his movements.

Both Usher and Tsaratustra dance as if they were determined dances.

In a flowing move, the reward for kicking and beating continues. Circle of militants (waltz).

"Then eat this!

"Mmmm dessu!

Tsaratustra jumped up, releasing a sharp kick at Usser.

The move is exactly a complete copy of the Ryuki Ryuki Dust Leg (Ursutsuru/Ujinshaku). When I receive my own special attack, Usher is blown to the wall without stopping.

"How did you see it? This beautiful move is what you would use. If you can, let it go beyond me, but good."

"That's a weasel tribe move, Death!

Usher is angry, releasing a flying kick but doesn't work for an old man who copied Usher's footsteps.

It reproduces the white robe completely to the point where it does not show movement of the leg.

"It is a good move. Let me have this."

"Ha...... Good Death, this way too. I know your secrets."

Usher, when he drips his long ears, calms down.

He exhaled, soaked his breath, and then cast a spell.

"Disseminating (Hoo) Creating (Nerd) Agile (Ross)!

I felt blue struggle wrapped around Usher's body. A sharp kick like an arrow, unleashed towards Tsaratustra's red fighting spirit, also has a blue effect.

Tsaratustra, who tried to take it with his footsteps copied from Usher, now it was his turn to be blown to the wall.

"Ugh, this is... brilliant!

"Like, Death is gaining more combat power with the mana he's taken into his body. Difference mass."

"Ruri. Good for you, you broke my moves!

"Yeah, as long as you know how moves work, that's it, Death!

With a spell, Usher unleashed a raging moonlit ray dust leg (Ursutsuruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu).

Tsaratustra also stands up to her with a fully copied kicking move, but her basic health is different in the old man's body.

Tsaratustra, who happened to be blown up and crushed the bones of his limbs into dust, fell powerless as he plunged into the stone wall.

Usher's victory.

"Sir, I did it, Victory Death of Love!

"No, love has nothing to do with it"

"It matters a lot, Mass. My husband told me to grow magic in the eagle, so I noticed a body technique that turns enemy mana into martial arts from Death."

"Ma'am, let's do that. What about stopping it?"

"The eagle fought as a samurai, Death. If you decide to win or lose, you won't take it to life."

"Is that what it is? But the boss can't move on until we knock him down."

If Usher doesn't kill as doctrine, shall I? Before I could say that, a chest appeared.

Is that a system where the boss admits to losing and he doesn't have to kill him to get a crate out?

... Something is good.

My game knowledge is becoming less and less useful, subtle mood.

"It is my loss. Adventurer, be good, you have transcended your own martial arts."

"Saying Tsaratustra, you were a brilliant move, too. Let's play another game, Death."

He is giving health potions to the fallen Tsaratustra at no cost.

Is it so easy to recover someone who was an enemy until just now? What kind of friendship between samurai sprouted after the battle?

If they turn to the enemy, it's my doctrine to kill them, but they don't kill each other a samurai.

When I asked him why, he said it was because he couldn't fight again. When I hear that, well, he's the type of difference as a combat fanatic.

I don't know what I would do if I was doing such a sweet thing and they cheated on me.

Well, I don't know, so you can do it on your own.

"Better than that, I guess I have the right items"

I peek too from behind Kumiko fishing for the crate.

"Eh, this is the key, right? And what's this item?

"The martial artists defeated him by themselves, so there must be a militant lineage weapon in there, but what the hell..."

For some reason, there's antimatter in there.

Glittering and beautiful as silk, but not silk. It may be a expensive item, but a cloth bonus per person is boring. Besides, I've never seen anything like it.

"This is a magical cloth death. This is how you make dresses, Death."

Well, the blue apron dress from Usher is getting worn out, too, so you mean you need a new one.

This is where you get the material for the apron dress that Usher is wearing.

Tsaratustra reading in front of the Holy Fire again after completing her treatment. Maybe those white clothes are made of magic cloth, too.

I don't know how that kind of material is made. I guess that means that Genoria also had a setting called Magic Cloth, more than just exiting as an item.

"But you couldn't take a weapon"

"If you're a weapon, you've got it, Death. Turn your mana into a struggle by circulating it into a new weapon, mass."

When Usher said so, she began to shine a blue effect on her fist, which she gripped as she chanted a small spell.

New moves in the physical improvement system. For militants, I wonder if it also means being a magician's training and two birds a stone.

In the meantime, this is how the eighth basement clears.

Opening the red door, we proceeded to the ninth basement.