Inferior ability user's return from the demonic realm

In the chaotic audience, the remaining talented men and their squires after the defeat of the Battle Royal were about to escape the scene.

As the expression of the fleeing was grappled with by the fear and powerlessness of death, he shouted out loud as much as he could not get into his eyes, such as around him, and his calmness had vanished.

Two men walk slowly in the center of the circle where the spider child flees to scatter.

He was the owner of a middle-backed man with dark hair, originally, narrow eyes widened and a curved long sword on his shoulder, and another with an unusually large mouth wearing something less tall, little fat man and a rash black shirt.

"What, has he had enough to turn his teeth on this O'Sullivan lady? I don't know."

"Hihihi! Everyone is frightened because your Lord will kill them flashly. This is the answer."

The brunette man, the little man shakes his shoulder in Osaliban blur.

"Ha, so you can't win, these guys. Hey, about waving my sword, freaking out."

"Answer, the replica of that golden halper just shook lightly, super powerful, Hihihi"

"Chi...... uuuuuuuuuuuu. Naphas, you, you're back to normal, okay? You said you didn't like it."

"Everyone who sees... kills. This is the answer!

The little man, called Nafas, spreads that big mouth, blowing his blackened breath forward.

Its blackened breath touches the feet of those who were at the rear of the humans desperately trying to escape the spectator seat.

"Wow...!

The man who touched that breath fell forward and screamed unspoken. He then gasps around in pain and impatience and raises the hem of the slack in an attempt to ascertain the leg where the unusual sensation was born.

Then the skin of the foot touching that breath turns to the same color as the breath, and the stain-like thing gradually erodes to spread.

"Hino, oh, my leg! My leg!

The dark spot on the man's leg begins to rot, and the meat crumbles as if it were rotten soil. And... the man was later drunk by even more impending dark air, and the scream was also interrupted.

The other runaways who witnessed this amplified their fears even further and plunged into just mayhem.

"Ahhh...... well, come on. Julian seems to be playing over there, but it'll be over soon. The rest of them will start to like it... and don't let the deception take away your delicious prey!

O'Sullivan still opens his big mouth and turns to Naphas, who is waving his blackened breath.

"Well, I'm coming too. I won't move from there greatly, I'll chop off the heads of the heavy towns in the Four Heavens Temple. I left this place to Nafas."

When O'Sullivan said so, he rushed out of the scene to the heavy town seat he was installing on the balcony on the second floor of the mansion, slightly away from the viewership. When you come to the edge of the spectator's seat, you can see that you can't make a big jump and storm the center of the Shitenji Temple in a straight line.

At that time...... dozens of wind blades strike at the point where the O'Sullivan lands on the ground.

"M!"

The O'Sullivan prevented these winds so that he could hide himself in the flat of the Golden Halper. But being targeted at the landing site tore apart every piece of clothing.

"I won't let you go over there! You son of a bitch!

A team of five spiritual men and women in front of God showed up to surround the O'Sullivan.

"Heh, you're finally out. The dogs of the Four Heavens Temple. That's a quick response."

When O'Sullivan shifts his eyes in the direction of Chillah Nafas, some troops arrive there too, pushing his black breath back with the spiritual art of the wind.

Then… O'Sullivan moves Ziroli and his eyes to the spiritual users who surround him.

O'Sullivan's thin eyes open and his gaze shoots through the spiritual users of God.

The spiritual users in front of God receive spiritual power, including tremendous killing, some with vigilance and power in their eyes, and some without thinking.

Gradually...... O'Sullivan raises the corner of his mouth to reveal a delightful color, his eyes all painted black and his eyes disappear.

"Finally... finally, it's time for me to pay back my debts to you. Kukukuku...... Glad to hear it? I dunno, the humiliation a hundred years ago... I haven't forgotten!!

O'Sullivan strikes as he tongues out and sprinkles his spit. O'Sullivan, who sees a magnificent man in the center of the spirit-user team as a leader, sets his aim there, shaking the halper down from the outside of the curved part.

(Those black eyes, no way! [Black-eyed O'Sullivan] huh!?

"Scatter! And expand!

Shinto Kung Fu, the first team leader to be targeted, compresses air in front of his/her eyes and frees it when he/she gives instructions to the team member. Using that pressure, he blows behind his back and escapes the Osaliban rush.

"I wonder if I'll miss it!

It doesn't matter. O'Sullivan pursues the divine merit of flying backwards so that he can be obsessed with madness, sticking the tip of the halper forward.

"Do it!"

Kamikaze Gong, which I fed myself, flies instructions, causing a number of rocky walls to emerge from the ground between Kamikaze Gong and O'Sullivan, where the two Spiritual Users deployed left and right fly backwards. The O'Sullivan crashes into the rock wall, raising his odd voice and destroying the rock wall, but leaves the last piece and the progression stops. At the same time, Kamikaze Gong, who landed, raised his right hand and sent a signal without intermittent hair in, and the rock wall also protruded from the ground to the left and right of Osaliban.

Taking the form of a semi-enclosure with a rocky wall from the front, two spiritual users of a woman spinning around in the rear slap every possible wind blade from behind the emptying.

The smooth coordinated attack so far is just as much an occasional training of a team led by Shinto Kung Fu. Even if we haven't been able to defeat him with this, Shin Mae Gong thinks he won't be intact.

But... when Shinto Gong tried to get away from the scene, a cut of Halper appeared from the rock wall in front of him, and he was protruded toward Shinto Gong's chest.

This ambush not only takes the breath of Shinto kung fu, but also the team members under his umbrella, but Shinto kung fu evades, and the blade manages to pass under his left armpit. But...... Halper passing beneath it, now returning at high speed into the rock, the inner part of the curvature facing upwards touches the left arm of the Shinto Gong.

"Gu!"

The left arm of Shinto Gong is cut off and his face is distorted by that intense pain.

"Kung Fu!

I hear voices from the team members.

Lost his left arm, but not his chill, this team leader predicted his next attack and dodged it to the right a lot. The decision is correct, and just half a second later Halper reappears where he was until earlier.

Even though the wind blade is still unleashed, the sober Shinto Gong doesn't measure O'Sullivan right away either. In the fierce onslaught of wind blades, Halper, protruding from the rock wall, turns sideways and moves straight into swimming in the rock.

"Ha! Keep your distance!

When the Shinto Gong shouted, Halper tore the rock wall as-is, and the semi-enclosed wall collapsed. Stop attacking, the divine team assembled again at a distance and stared at the O'Sullivan, who appeared from among the crumbling rocks.

"You're gonna do it! I don't know, this is certainly what the Four Heavens Temple was like, even then! They're totally obnoxious!

"Hey, what a guy. And that weapon... it's not normal!

One of the team members speaks for everyone's thoughts without hiding surprises.

"He's... probably [Black Eyed O'Sullivan]..."

Said Shin Mae Gong, even with his right hand over the missing left arm.

When I hear the name, the shock runs to the team members.

"Huh!? Oh, of that 100-year-old Battle of the Capable, is it? No, no way! Why, live..."

"Don't be a wolf. Didn't Mitsuho-sama tell Miremar that Rocchialum was alive? If so, it's no wonder this guy's alive too"

……

"Hey, tell Mr. Xiaoming right away. One of the enemies said it was [Black-eyed Osaliban]... Besides, you guys get ready to put it down, and maybe five of these raiders are likely enemies of this level!

"Yes!

"Don't worry, that's why Mr. Xiaoming didn't go down cheaply, and he told me to stop. That guy's focus on measuring enemies must have been alarming. We stay away from him, we work together, okay? We'll get as much information as we can."

Three men, two women, the eyes of a samurai who put his life on the face of all dwell and nod at the same time.

"For one thing, I'll tell you guys a good story. If you hear this, you're gonna have a hard time dying, okay?

Shinto Gong puts the battle in front of him, looks over at the team members and spills a smile.

"What is that? Kung Fu"

"Earlier, the wind came from the main business. My son-in-law challenged Julian alone, supposedly the leader of this enemy."

"Oh my God! Alone!?

All of the team members widen their eyes.

If you are the leader of this enemy, imagine that its strength is equal to or greater than [Black-Eyed Osiriban]. So you just challenged me by yourself.

"So... My son-in-law said he had a strong kick in him and blew it up!

"Shh, wow!

"Son-in-law...... it's lovely"

"Huh! I wanted to see it too, the bravery of my son-in-law"

"Well, let's go! When this is over, I'm going to ask Miho to propose a banquet with my son-in-law. What do you say, you won't die so easily!?

"" "" Yes!

All of them, smiling and nodding to each, threw themselves once again at the [black-eyed O'Sullivan] and life-threatening dead line.