Glutton Berserker ~The One That Exceeds The Concept Of Levels~

Further back, the courtyard door was open. What to do... I can't help but look invited.

"Faith, let's get inside from here"

"But..."

Can we just keep going? I can't wipe my anxiety off, this unpleasant feeling.

Aaron put his hand on my shoulder like that, and I'm gonna tell him.

"You must be feeling it, too. Richie Lord is up ahead. We'll take a detour, but it won't change in the end."

"... ok"

I just have to go...... right. If you wish, I'd like to go under Richie Road somehow.

I know Aaron. The sweat flowing from your cheeks must be awakening your memory of coming here before.

Okay, let's go.

"Yes."

This!?

As soon as Aaron and I enter the castle, all the lights light up in the room.

And in the central hall ahead of us, a lot of people were smiling and waving.

"Stupid...... this is... impossible"

With his eyes open, Aaron unloads the holy sword he had erected. Last time it was a performance that changed my mind.

When I came here before, Richie Lord used the bodies of his people, his family, like puppets, just to keep them from attacking.

But this time there were people there who acted as if they were alive.

Two of them come forward from it. A well-dressed boy and a young woman speak to Aaron with pleasure.

"Dad!?

"Welcome back, you. I've been waiting a long time."

Aaron's face becomes even more stiff. If I speak from the side, I will not respond at all. I just stare at two dead families.

What do you mean... If that's what you think, the Black Sword Grid will say through their "Reading Mind" skills.

'This is not good... Perhaps this is hallucinogenic magic. So it's making the untold dead look alive.'

"Then you can flaunt this crappy fantasy with a black sickle"

I try to change from a black sword to a black sickle,

"Wait, Faith! So where the hell are we going to kill? It's no use killing those inhabitants. You have to kill Richie Lord to disable the enchanted body. '

I hold the black sword. Black sickles refuse skill events. But that's a direct skill limitation. It cannot interfere with indirectly affected events. It means that launching an attack on those people with black sickles doesn't change anything.

Besides, they can't be slashed and thrown away because they're the corpses.

The point of Aaron's arrival here is to open up his family and the people from Richie Road. So, to defeat Richie Lord, it's a falling fall if you lose your original purpose.

I look at the people being manipulated and ask Greed what I've always cared about.

"Hey, what happens if I take those people down?

'Right, your soul still seems to be in that body, so you'll be eaten by bulimic skills. What's the matter, suddenly?

"... What I want to know is what happens to eaten souls beyond that. Can you form a Buddha?

Grid seems to have guessed what I want to hear. It doesn't look like him, it tells me how bad the bat looks.

'I thought you shouldn't know... do you still care? Fine, if that's what you thought it might be. Souls devoured by bulimic skills continue to live in their skills forever. And it's infinite hell while being pushed in with other souls and stirred. There's no salvation there.'

Thin is what I was feeling. But more answers than I expected, so my chest is going to get worse. bulimia skills...... I used to say big crime skills. If I had ever accidentally involved the good guys, I wouldn't have felt like this.

Then I must not defeat them. You can never be dead, manipulated by Richie Lord, eaten by me even more, and beaten to hell without salvation.

Body - Where is Richie Lord... The smell of deliciousness fills this central hall and I don't know the exact location. Probably because hallucinogenic magic works for me, too.

Chip...... I get annoyed and accidentally tongue pounding. What to do...... what to do.

Apart from me like that, Aaron is still imprisoned by his approaching family.

He should know best that this situation is false. Still, it's hard to deny it altogether if what you most wanted appears in front of you. Even I would be just like Aaron if my father or mother showed up.

I know exactly how that feels. But now,

"Aaron!

I try to cram and grab my chest to wake up, but before that Aaron shook his head. I wasn't completely imprisoned by hallucinogenic magic.

"I'm fine. I've only been remembering those nostalgic days for a while."

Aaron scratches his head and says it's troublesome because when he gets old, he gets memorable. And put up a holy sword for your precious family.

"I'm sorry I couldn't come before. I'll make it easier now."

Then the lights that were so magnificently lit disappear instantly. Even in the castle, it was supposed to be beautifully decorated, but it is desolate and corrodes in a worn out way. This is what the castle was all about.

The inhabitants who were smiling at us have hate-filled faces, and their hands have axes, axes, nattas, etc.

And in Aaron's wife's hands, Rod. A holy sword was held in the hand of my son.

"Dad, it's terrible. With the work, the work, the work of Wang Du... you abandoned us who are attacked by demons. It's terrible to come and kill us now."

"You, reconsider! We're, look, we're still alive. Stop being such a horrible thing and be one of us. I'm relieved to have you, the Holy Knight. Come on, come here."

The inhabitants, who refrain behind them, similarly begin to reprimand Aaron but appeal to his former lord for help.

Still, Aaron never lowered his holy sword.

"Faith, excuse me... can you leave the family and the people of Non to me?"

"Okay. I'm looking for Richie Lord. I'm pretty sure you're here."

"Okay, let's get started"

"Yes."

When Aaron inhales heavily, he runs out for his family. I also went to the back of the central hall to bypass the inhabitants as I changed from a black sword to a black bow. Find Richie Road while Aaron keeps it under control.

The sound of the Holy Sword and the Holy Sword hitting each other echoes in the hall. And I hear Aaron from behind my back.

"You're getting stronger. Did you keep your word and fail to train?"

His son answered nothing and it was just a vain conversation with the sound of a sword attack. This should end as soon as possible.

I push and fly the swarmed inhabitants to the back.

Hmm? My bulimia skills start to hurt for a while. At the end of the line of sight, if you look closely, there's something like a slight but distorted space.

"Greed! Is that it?!?

'Oh, probably. Target where you want your bulimia skills, put them on! But don't let yourself be swallowed.'

I know. What do you care about Gried?

I will jump up and pull the black bow while avoiding the waves of impending inhabitants so that I am not disturbed. Adds earthly attributes to demon arrows purified by magic - releases a petrified demon arrow.

"Hit me!

The demon arrows unleashed jump into the invisible space and disappear.

Gaaaaaaaaaa.

A large, petrified bone arm falls to the floor with a bone-crushing voice.

At the same time, Richie Lord, with his black temper, shows up with a big sickle.

Suddenly, the Appraisal skill is activated.

[Pioneer of Death]

-Richie Road LV100

Health: 3640000

Muscle Strength: 2560000

Magic: 4565000

Spirit: 4346000

Agility: 2347000

Skills: Hallucinogenic Magic, Magic Enhancement (Greater), Mental Enhancement (Greater)

More than 4 million magic and spirit... If I eat it, what happens? I haven't eaten a demon with over a million stats yet. I've been training to hold back my bulimia skills, can I? He also remembers those who cry, devoured in the territory of the House of Hart. Back then, by virtue of a quality soul that I was unfamiliar with eating, my bulimia skills ran wild.

Damn, I don't have time to get lost over this period.

"There's a stray one here! I assure you, you'll be fine now. Better than that, show me the results of your training!

"... oh, I'll do it. I'm surprised you don't know."

"Ha-ha-ha, that's intent. If you don't, it's not funny '

If he disappears again with hallucinogenic magic, it is not something I would have enjoyed. Show full stat agility and cram down to Richie Road, which is down to the wall.

I'll change shape from black bow to black sword and try the swordsmanship Aaron taught me here.

Richie Lord is stepping in and sickling. From the center of gravity of my body, that would be an inviting blow. Then I'll ride that invitation.

I go for Richie Lord's nostalgia without getting lost. He's about two-and-a-half times bigger than me. If you go in there, you won't be able to flaunt my black sword with a sickle you can't take around.

You know that's Richie Lord. I'm sure I'll make the choice to fight in time.

But if we get inside like this, we can't do anything about it.

"Don't do it, Faith."

"I can't be a beginner forever."

"Right, do it."

I was the last one to cut off Richie Lord's sweet first blow as he blew it with a black sword. As a result, the unintended Richie Lord is dragged into a major disfigurement by his right arm with a sickle.

I snuck into my nostalgia. Come on, get your right arm.

Gaaaaaaaaaa.

A tired voice echoes through the central hall once again. And the metal sound of the sickle falling on the floor.

But even if you lose both arms, it should be noted that Richie Lord doesn't know to give up.

Treat the inhabitants behind me like things and make them attack me.

Shit, there's absolutely no ethics or anything like that just for demons. Because it was forced to move, the recoil has lifted the hands and feet of several inhabitants.

I can't attack them. Because if bulimia skills work, they eat their souls. Fuck you.

I saw me jumping back. I felt like Richie Lord crooked my bones and laughed. And they stacked the inhabitants around themselves like walls.

"They found out I couldn't attack the people."

"You're a mess. What do we do, Faith? Fight without worrying about the inhabitants?

"I can't do that. I guess the soul you ate goes to infinite hell."

"Yeah, but you can't live with all the beauty."

Maybe so. But I'm not fighting alone right now.

I felt safe in the footsteps approaching from behind.

"You kept me waiting, Faith"

Turning to a powerful voice, there was Aaron with the Holy Sword in both hands.

"The family and the other inhabitants..."

"I slashed the tendons off my hands and feet and kept them from moving"

Can you do such an artistic work under this circumstance... I'm afraid.

And Aaron sees the situation I'm in, distorts my face. Because the cornered Richie Lord is using the inhabitants to create meat walls.

"Again, this... you mean desperate"

Suddenly sharply eyed, Aaron inserts the holy sword he took from his son into the floor and magic into another remaining holy sword.

This is the Holy Sword Arts Grand Cross.

"Aaron!?

"It's okay. If Noh had done this quickly, he would never have been more struggling."

Richie Lord, anxious for that appearance, uses hallucinogenic magic to make the residents speak for help. Still, Aaron won't stop.

Activate the Grand Cross around Richie Road. In the holy white light the castle protrudes greatly. The inhabitants who were dead and manipulated are purified and disappear into the light.

All that's left is one Richie Lord. However, he is trying to endure Aaron's Grand Cross by virtue of his status of more than 4 million Magic and Spirit.

I can magic Aaron to keep him from doing so, but he's pale. When I looked at the flank, the blood was seeping.

After all, there seemed to have been a price for all that rough work, such as slashing and powerlessness of the tendons in the hands and feet.

I stare at the holy sword stabbed on the floor. Then the Black Sword Grid says via the "Reading Mind" skill.

'This time, just once. Use that holy sword to help him.'

The Grid, mad at me for using other weapons, seems to forgive me only this time.

Then let me sweeten you to your words. Pull the Holy Sword out of the floor and overlap the Grand Cross with Aaron's Holy Sword in action.

Aaron calls out to me in surprise at my actions.

"Faith, what are you doing?

"I'll help, too."

First time to use, Holy Sword Arts Grand Cross. When I pour my magic into the holy sword, the sword begins to shine white.

"Oh, this is..."

Let's get this over with.

"Hmm, right."

We raise our voices at the same time in order to instill all our strength.

"" Grand Cross!

The castle is wrapped in holy light and everything goes white.