Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

[04]

A beast with a sword approaches.

Fast, fast but barely. The problem is pressure. Even though it was just human size, I felt more pressure than a dragon.

Align the blade with the blade ---- My body was flying in the sky.

I fell into the sand and noticed that I was flipped.

"I'm dead once."

Earldi's voice from right behind. In response to the falling sword, his sword sinks into his shoulder.

"Gatsu"

My lungs were about to be crushed. He pours Aaldi's sword shortly before his death, and cuts his face with the intention of returning and killing him.

"you're kidding"

The blade was "plucked" with a finger. I do not do it.

I'm kicked off like an empty can. Roll on the sand for many turns.

It would be a miracle not to release the sword.

"The weak don't rely on tricks"

"………What?"

Who are the weak?

"You couldn't see his ability, but he tried to end the attack. It wasn't the sword technique that the weak would wield.

"I told you!"

It gets hot after a long time. He stood up and swung his sword while running. It was an apparent attack, but Earldi took it inevitably.

"I'm sorry. I guess I've only ever used a sword with a small fish."

"Some of them are your ■ and ■!"

I stepped on both feet and shook my whole sword.

A blow that can even drop the dragon's neck. Roar and shock. And my body that hammered pulls.

Stupid.

No, not yet. Step again and drive the sword with the whole body.

"Arin!"

Earldi doesn't make a tremor.

Return the blade.

"Get more excited!"

"Noisy!"

Double the whole body and spirit. Still, it never arrives.

"What's this blow! I'm a broken old man!"

"So noisy!"

If you can't take a shot, it's a number.

Stop breathing, burn your heart, and release many blades instantly. A slash that surpasses even your own perception. What I saw was the trajectory of countless sparks and white blades that split the air.

Result is,

"Luke"

I just made a small scratch on Earl's back.

I was beaten. It was a fist like a log. I was dropped in the sand and dropped my sword.

He was grabbed by Murakura and was drawn.

"It's not good at all. It's almost like you're not the type of person who fights head-on in any way.

"Your face is bad!"

I know that I have lost my calm. I met Mislanica again, was disturbed, and was preached by a face similar to Irvin, and I was confused and I felt like now.

"What a fucker! What's wrong with my perfect face!"

"Don't preach with a face like your friend!"

"I guess it's bad because Teme is useless! I could come here well with such an arm!"

"I came! I'm with this arm!"

He hits Ardi with his hand. It was taken lightly. I can't be any other at the same time. A portion of the armor of the prosthesis will crush and pop.

The dimension of strength is different.

And reaction speed and mastery look-ahead power.

Everything else is like nowhere to fight against the flesh. Then you have to aim for odd.

Take out the Karambit. An excellent knife with a new dwarf alloy on the blade.

For the first time, Ardi's response was delayed.

Because I pierced Karambit into my prosthetic hand. No matter how mastery, there is no reason to stop enemy self-harm.

"Surprised"

The ulna was destroyed. A runaway floating body emits intense light.

The surrounding space is released from gravity, and both I and Aaldi's feet leave the ground.

"Oh?"

Earl-di with a goofy face.

In the same situation, I, who is experiencing zero gravity, has the advantage.

He stabbed the sword sheath deeply in the sand, stood upside down and, like Capoeira, kicked Aaldi's face with all his power and full power.

Ardi's body flies violently as he is attacked by weightlessness, which is ineffective. He bounced on the sand like a drainer and disappeared.

"Mazutsu"

Pull out the Karambit from the artificial hand. He threw it away with the buoyant floating engine.

Gravity returns and the body falls.

The light from the floating engine converged to create a black spot, which was dug around and disappeared.

“………… Gummary. Let's use a jet engine next time.”

That such a dangerous institution was buried in the left hand.

But with this,

"I can't end it."

Start over.

A beast with a sword approaches.

This time it is not a metaphor. A four-legged beast is really approaching.

A black dog.

A dog wearing a gaseous object similar to that black dragon.

The size is about human, but it looks like a beast of your Majesty.

The dog holds a long sword and sprints to cut me off. Faster than a gliding swallow. My sword is too far away to pick up.

One or eight, he turned his right hand towards the black dog.

"Agachion!"

Come on, the magic sword.

“……………”

The black dog runs without any particulars.

"Ah, can't you?"

It was useless.

The long sword approached his belly, thinking of himself being cut in half from his waist.

"?"

Black dog is surprised. The long sword touched my belly and stopped.

A black dog is sent backward, and a magic sword pops out of its back. The evil sword was in my hand --- --- and attacked.

"What ?!"

If you didn't avoid it, you would have penetrated your brain.

Is this really? ! Do you think I was provoked and attack? !

The evil sword turned the point at me and was hit by a black dog. The evil sword attacks the black dog immediately. Black dogs also fight.

One and one head fought hard.

Another dimension of sword dance. I'm completely over there.

Somehow it became stupid.

Let's go home and return heels. I see a big shadow in the sky.

The giant is nearly 80 meters long. It is made of wood and is still growing and growing. The eyes of a huge fruit seemed to be lovely. A small white figure on the shoulder.

Despite the distance, her voice was heard from near.

"The fight between parents and children is good, but let's get ready for the adventure."

Serra smiles fantastically in the golden desert and below, behind the moonlit night.

However, the dog and the evil sword do not listen.

"Hey?"

He expressed his anger while smiling.

dangerous.

Oops.

By the time he noticed it was too late, the giant had his arms down.

I was messed up by the explosive impact, and I lost my consciousness, thinking of what "sweet" was, philosophical.