I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

Shortly after we slashed into the Great Warcraft, we were moving slightly away from the Great Warcraft.

"Gu..."

"Fran! Use regeneration!

"No... Gu..."

Fran hasn't eaten the Great Warcraft attack directly. But the body was full of creativity.

"Ofu..."

The spit blood is mixed with the contents of the stomach. Horrible to know the extent of damage in your body.

But naturally.

They were attacked seriously by Ursi. Even though he was wrapping barriers around his legs and other things and using magic and regeneration to reduce the damage, the impact should have been considerable.

Moreover, even though in the plains we only used that recoil, this time Fran himself accelerated even more fully.

The load would be unimaginable. I couldn't stand the acceleration and my guts, muscles and bones were worn out. Especially the feet are in terrible condition, swollen by internal bleeding, fractures and muscle ruptures.

Especially terrible among them is the right arm, which is seeing bones from broken elbows. And it would be both eyes that have broken capillaries, stained bright red, and overflowing with blood endlessly.

I'm surprised you let the heavenly weather break loose in this state, and I'm surprised you're still conscious, taking on further loads from the heavenly weather break.

"Not yet, Seiko, we... so"

You can't lose consciousness because you're in battle. I know that, but it doesn't matter if we can do it.

It was terrible spiritual power. Respect from the bottom of your heart.

If I were in Fran's shoes, I would be crying out for pain and suffering. No, I don't think I'd consider accelerating it with a recoil of a Ursi attack before then etc......

'That was awesome! I just told you not to be impotent!

"If it wasn't about that, it wouldn't work"

'That's right...'

"But..."

"But?"

"I couldn't defeat you"

Seriously, you were going to take him down!

But as Fran groaned remorsefully, he was not defeated by the Great Warcraft.

From the top mouth, up to about half of the body is cut in two and the other side is visible. But near the roots, tentacles that had already grown from the cross section were intertwined with each other and the restoration had begun.

There also seems to be no gut or anything like that, with a slight throaty cavity beneath the mouth and a clog of meat ahead. I don't even see a demon stone.

"But you haven't lost much of your vitality."

"Black Thunder God Claw... Failed..."

"We had no choice in the situation just now."

Rather, it surprises me that the blow now wasn't complete. As Fran says, if that blow had been ridden with the god attribute of the Black Thunder God claw, it could really have been defeated.

But while we can't activate it instantaneously yet, we're experiencing severe pain. I had no choice but to fail.

"Magic has been reduced considerably. Rather well done '

"Mmm..."

'Besides, it's not over yet!

When I attacked it in my mouth, it was obviously devastating. Again, it would work better to attack directly inside.

"How about this!

Honestly, thunderbolt magic doesn't work well. So I decided to go after him with a different kind of magic.

Flame Magic Flare Explode, Light Explosion of Light Magic over a dozen rounds at a time, sprinkled on the cutting surface of the still unclosed Great Warcraft.

The red and white flashes run and the explosion sounds.

"Shut up!

"Wouldn't that be a lot of damage, too"

It wasn't particularly strong against thunderous sorcery, but sorcery The thing seems to be hard to work with. Maybe he has magic resistance skills.

Because of the mix of Evil God shards, the appraisal doesn't work, and his abilities remain unknown. All we know so far is that it has an unusually high regenerative power, is resistant to witchcraft, and has the ability to dominate others.

Is it a weakness in that the strength of the flesh itself is not that high? Nor can it be called a weakness because of its ability to regenerate.

"On!"

"Ursi."

Ursi is back. But the way it looks is painful. Fran and Ursi's wife have a tremendous recoil. Naturally, Fran wasn't the only one injured.

I guess I've already healed with regeneration, but the splashed blood sticks to my face and shoulders. This isn't just a broken arm.

I guess the right front leg, which served as a catapult to strike out Fran, couldn't withstand the rampant and crazy shock of running inside. It was thought that the impact had torn it from within.

"Go?

"On!"

Fran is doing it by stroking Ursi's nose.

Then I sensed signs of approaching this way. But not the enemy.

"This is going to be awesome. Did you do that...? What..."

"Come on, you're flashy"

"... out of time"

"Right."

Two shadows approach. I'm not the enemy, but I honestly don't want you to come any closer.

"From here on out, we'll join the ranks."

"... anything, give me an order"

What came was Sierra and Zero Thread, haunted by such evil that even Murreria was far beyond.