Illimitable Until Death

“Boom --! ”

Along with not knowing the number of collisions, a round of shock waves swept from the middle of the sky, causing a gust of wind, whistling through the heavens and earth.

And the two parties that touched each other were finally separated and turned into meteors, falling from the sky and landing on the ground.

“Phew... Phew...”

Boros is wheezing.

Knowing his physical condition, Boros seemed to understand something.

“How could the loss of energy and strength be so great? ”

That's natural.

Remember, the equipment worn by the party contains a piece of jewellery that can significantly impair the opponent's health and abilities.

The speed at which Boros lost his strength and energy in the frequent collisions he had just made was astonishing.

Under such an unusual drain, Boros was only wheezing, and until now he had discovered that his physical and energy were terrible and imaginable.

As for the square, under the effect of another accessory that can drastically reduce the consumption of strength and ability, there is not much reduction in strength and star strength.

But the situation in the square is worse than in Boros.

“Beep... beep... beep! ”

The head, like wrapped in a strong electric shock, is constantly worn.

“Mmm...! ”

The square covered his head again, and the iris in the eyes of the dead demon was slightly dimmed.

If you look closely, the eyes in the square are starting to bleed.

“Are you still too reluctant...? ”

The power of direct death to its limits, in the specifications of the human brain, is simply too long to bear.

The square is good.

After all, the soul in the square can record all the deaths, understand that the deaths of things are as natural as eating.

If it is ambitious in the wilderness to force comprehension of incomprehensible death, then the burning of the head is only a matter of time.

The situation in the square, on the contrary, is that the brain cannot keep up with its own understanding.

Death of all things can be easily understood everywhere, and does not need to be interpreted by force.

However, the speed of this interpretation is also different from that of ordinary people, and it simply cannot keep up with the specifications of the human brain, and the result is like an overloaded engine, which naturally starts to fever.

Unless the size of the brain in the square can be raised to the realm of the divine domain.

Otherwise, as a non-divine being, the power of the driving god is absolutely inevitable.

Fortunately, the Straight Dead Eye in the Square is still a step away from the prototype.

Otherwise, if the eyes of the demon in Celtic mythology were now present, the entire brain would be burned at any rate in the moment of its use.

In this case...

“It must be resolved quickly. ”

That sentence was not spoken in the square.

It was Boros who said that.

“Looks like you have a very special power, not just those eyes, but you can quickly weaken my strength and energy. If you drain me like this again, my body will not be able to hold it together. ”

Poros gasped violently.

The look on his face was full of joy.

“You are strong, and the prophecy is right, that there are creatures on this planet who can fight me with all their might. ”

In that way, the moment it sounds in Boros' mouth.

“Buzz ————! ”

On Boros, an enormous amount of energy began to erupt.

“If it were you...”

Terrible energy is transformed into an eye-catching glow that flashes around Boros' body.

“Even if I use this form...”

Lightning also emerges from the periphery of Boros, turning into a pitch-black colour, constantly stirring.

“That's not enough! ”

Under the influence of that force, Boros' body began to change.

Skin turns white.

Physical as a manifestation of strength.

The whole body smells of destruction.

Let Boros be a god in this moment.

“ ———— ”

A pair of rainbow-like demon eyes shrank.

Even the death of the concept can be seen in the square, at this moment, naturally.

In the body of Boros, what can be termed a horrible quantification of energy into a substantial force, all burst out.

This allows Boros' breath to swell, swell, and re-swell.

At the end of the day, the presence of a comparable planet was squandered.

Boros, like this, squeezed his body down, like a beast, looking straight into the square.

“Meteor blast! ”

Unprecedented energy fluctuations shook on Boros, who turned into a white beast.

And then Boros moved.

“Boom!”

When such a tread sounded, Boros disappeared into the eyes of the square.

Yes, it is.

Disappeared.

It's like traveling through time and space, and Boros has completely turned into light.

As this light passes through space, the atmosphere is evaporated into pure heat and turned into flames.

This light, when it crosses the earth, is like molten cream, turning into lava.

In the square, you can't see the light.

The trajectory of motion can only be detected by the capture of the direct death trajectory with the lifting of the restriction.

That is, the Boros of Light, have come before themselves.

However, the body is completely unable to keep up with the side that reads Boros' movements.

“Boo-hoo! ”

The next second, the boxing bursts in the square.

That was a terrible blow.

It's not the wind, it's pure heat.

So when that punch bursts in the square, the afterwave stirs up, turns into flames, and melts all around the area like cream.

“Pfft! ”

A bite of blood, no suspense sprayed from the mouth of the square.

Battle suit offset?

It's working.

But even so, the remaining power is an anomaly of terror.

Star power defense?

It's working.

However, that horrific force directly defeated a comparable battleship class.

Perhaps less than half of Boros' blow is left after a dual defense of battle suit and star power.

But the other half is still deadly enough.

There is only one action that can be taken in the meantime.

That was the moment of the boxing explosion, when you drew a dead line on yourself with your fingers.

That dead line, that of the impact of Boros' boxing.

It's just that that shock force that touches the body in the cube is causing terrible damage.

Let the square, a bite of blood gushing.

Immediately thereafter, the body of the cube was completely knocked off.

Speed, even ten times more terrible than when it's playing at full speed.

And that speed, Boros, it's easy to cut it down to zero.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. ”

In the roar, Boros's figure, like a myriad of remnants, continued to strike from all sides.

Let that terrible boxing, likewise, become a myriad of remnants, sweeping forward.