Jujutsushi Wa Yuusha Ni Narenai

The sidewalk raged.

"Temeira is going to be the class karst apex forever, you cunt! Look, in this other world, I'm the protagonist, temple DQN characters like you are fine, so let's just get raped! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Orchido, I'm gonna chop your fat tits off like Teme's idiot. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

It was a long tongue, flying like an arrow, that was thrown out with a mad scream. It's not a human thing. The tongue as long as a frog stretches straight, approaching the body of an apricot that is retreating to the tower.

The tip of the tongue is swollen into fists, from which countless thorns grow. It's not just saliva that's yellow and null, it's paralysis venom. If you touch your skin, it affects your physical abilities, by the way.

Or physiological aversion, licked with the alien tongue rolled out by the sideways, may be a more serious effect for a person than the effects of paralysis.

Physically and spiritually poisonous, the tongue of the demonic frog goes to the body of the apricot without mistaking aim.

"I'm your opponent. Don't get me wrong."

Dragon ichi's right hand was grabbing the tip of his flying tongue in early work like grabbing a shot arrow.

"Ngi! No, come on!?

The tongue is about to be relentlessly crushed, succeeding in using a nuke near it to get it off your hands. Somehow, I didn't have to be two dances when I was hit by a twin leaf bud costume.

"This, all of a sudden, hideous! Your tongue is delicate!

"Shit, I suddenly got dirty. I'm glad you're not bare."

Waving gently, Ryuichi flies the venomous saliva on his fingertips. On its right hand, at some point, it was fitted with black armor.

"Hmm? Oh, my God, that's a gauntlet!

"I don't know. I don't know about him, either, because he's just been able to get it out recently."

Inheritance skills

"King's Armor": I can wear the armor the king deserves.

Apparently, I soon found out that it was the armored version of The King's Sword. If you were to be strong and make a difference, unlike "King Sword," which reflects the quality of the material as it is, "King Armor" would be in that black metal armor would form from the beginning.

And if your skills don't grow, you can't create armor until you cover your whole body. I had just mastered, specifically, when Kotaro was taking the apricots around and dawning on the level, giving them sometime while they were gobbling in the square.

It's a new inheritance skill I got, especially without kicking ass...... this armor is quite powerful. You can still form only to the elbow of your right hand, but still with one fist, enough to crack the thickest crust of the great crocodile, the basement lake boss.

"Shit, don't use protective gear or something, you chicken bastard!

"You can't help it, 'cause hey, you don't want to hit me with your bare hands."

It is the first experience of any heavenly way to quarrel with a foul wind opponent so far. Not so much cleanliness as a particular habit, but no one wants to touch the potty after fucking.

The sidewalk now looks so terrible that I think that Goma is still cleaner and more fashioned.

"You treat people like filth...... sooo much natural discrimination causes jerks in this society!

Horizontal rage heats up even more, screaming the most seemingly without saving ourselves. You finally have serious intent to kill, put your hand on the pattern of the great sword you carried.

The steep forward leaning posture was reminiscent of the big pig, who could be expected to rush in the next moment with an explosive fierce dash. No, perhaps a lateral ramp would be more than predicted.

Short, thick legs, but thicker as muscles swelled up, plus a real big hog's hoof appeared from the back of his leg. He looked like he was wearing an upper shoe, but apparently the sole of the rubber had slipped away.

"Now it's time for me to flip the flag against this rotten system called Class Karst! Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Don, and the ground at his feet exploded, and the sidewalk ran out at an awesome rate. The way a round body walks in a straight line is a shell, though.

And before the impending sidewalk with human artillery momentum, Heavenly Way frowned pickly.

"I didn't even want to get close enough to beat you up."

On the right hand wrapping a pitch-black gauntlet, a flame lights on Russia. The fist-sized fireball formed over the palm was released at a rate similar to that thrown by a pitching machine that played 200 kilometers of rigid fastball, on the back of a lightly throwing motion.

"Ha, no fire!? Oh, my God, Nande, no, no, no, no!

The fireball hits directly and the sidewalk rolls as the fire manages as it screams.

"Hot, no! Hot, azzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

"Oh, my God, you're surprisingly well."

Though his whole body was engulfed by fierce flames, the sidewalk rolling around the ground continued to raise his voice as prestigious as a reaction performer, seemingly certain of death from general burns.

So the flame went out in it, and at first glance it seemed like it had burned black,

"You're hot, you idiot! If I didn't have fire resistance skills, I'd be dead. Wow!

Gabari, and the well-motivated sidewalk takes off the blackened school run. A scholarly run that was so worn out that it kept the prototype by fierce flames, but it was not the saggy body of the sidewalk that emerged from beneath it, but the fur depicting the red, orange and yellow gradients.

"You're wearing a lot of fine fur, aren't you? No, you're not wearing it, you're growing it, Sole."

Though supposedly the same fur as the red dog demon spraying the firepowder, it was not the coat of sole that wrapped around the sidewalk, but undoubtedly grew directly from its body.

If it's not magic, it's not martial arts. If you are going to raise something strong and close, is Kotaro's mud doll Rem going to take in the material and change its shape?

"Bu fu, bu fu heh... come on, it's the 'skill eater' that takes away the most powerful power I've ever been given, the demon power I've eaten!

"Take away the power of the demons you've eaten, or... Ha, that's the kind of ability you've heard somewhere"

"Yes, come on, it's a temple ability given to the protagonist, hey, get out of the way! I got this power in real life, and I'm the strongest one-of-a-kind in the world! I'll be King Harlem with no cheats!

"Ah, all right, all right, then, Mr. Harlem, the most powerful man in the world, come and get me."

The fight isn't over yet. Rather, this is where it comes from.

It is a sidewalk that has made me endure the magic of the flames. Apparently, we don't finally play melee to defeat. I hate to be dirty... but still, I'm finally starting to feel like I'm having fun fighting him.

"It's not like you're iki, Heavenly Way! I'll show you the true power I've eaten. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

A sidewalk dressed like a big banzai, screaming. Then he makes a squeaky noise and thrives rapidly from his fur-covered back, as if it were even growing in the wings.

It was a pair of arms that broke my fur, raised just a little blood splash and popped out over my back.

On the right, a wild arm with a steel crust. It is the arm of an armored bear, lined with large and sharp nails like knives.

On the left, bright green thin arms. But from that elbow, the arm of Nightmantis, which turns into a sharp sickle.

Horizontal roads, though human, covered in fur and growing armored bears and nightmantis arms from their backs, combined into four arms, were, at the earliest, what should be called demons.

"Heh, you look surprisingly good. I'm pretending I slept in the classroom. It's cooler now than you, huh?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! You're making fun of my loneliness.

The insignificant behavior in the class disguised further burns the anger of the sidewalk. Once again, both legs are pumped up and jumped to heaven with explosive momentum.

Now Heavenly Path guessed that even if he hit the fireball from the front, there was just enough momentum to stick it straight through.

"Death, no, hey, hey -" Big Flash (High Thrash) "Ugh!

From the fierce dash to the great jump, the great sword gripped with the arms of men is released from the large upper structure, the special martial arts are unleashed. Its speed, its power, even if it were a loose sword, is obviously powerful enough to make man just two lengthwise.

- Get out, "King's Sword."

A crimson sword was received, pulled out of the void with a golden glow, the special 'Great Flash (High Thrash)' of the sidewalk.

Clashes, moments, fiercely scattered sparks.

But the body of Heavenly Way, which holds the King's sword obtained by conquering the Fire Dragon, is unshakable. Whereas the horizontal road unleashed martial arts with both hands, Heavenly Path was holding the sword with only one right hand, still dressed as a ragged sword.

"You're just fat, you're heavy"

"Gu, gu, shit, stop with one hand and get on with it. Shh, kola!

To be honest, I'm quite upset that I've been given a good deal of martial arts.

But now the crossroads are not swordsmen who rely on one sword. Beyond the constraints of a man's body, for a sidewalk with two more demonic arms, he is only a small part of his own combat abilities, such as swordsmanship and martial arts.

Heavenly Way dressed to stop the sword. Quickly, knock armored bear claws and nightmantis sickle in there.

"Oops, four arms on a boulder makes a difference."

Heavenly Path, who quickly turned himself over and held the Wang Sword with both hands, played precisely the attack that was carried out from the four arms together.

Heavy and great king swords, even bigger and wider in blade than the great sword that the sidewalk has, but Heavenly Way gently wields such a large weapon.

"Shit, fuck you!

"So fast and tricky, then you can't eat him."

Heavenly Path remains a cool face, even before a stormy streak of swords, claws and sickles, three weapons rolling out simultaneously from one opponent.

Horizontal roads make full use of their abilities. Bears and Kamakiri's arms also move freely, as if they were real arms of their own from the beginning. The thickening muscles by the Great Sword are also quite sharp. Even in Heaven's Way, it would easily cut off meat and bones if you hit them directly with your body.

"Damn, hit me, orah! Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

The power of the sidewalk deserves to be threatened. But there's no need to be afraid.

Because that attack is really monotonous. Even when it comes to martial arts, only in a determined motion are the grand moves that only increase in power. Depending on the object, it needs to be stored. It was easy for Heaven to see through the attack on the sidewalk.

When I deal with this kind of guy, once again, I realize the strength of Aoshi Yudo, who is finishing a technique called swordsmanship.

"Ha ha!? Hey, you definitely hit it now!

"I don't know, didn't you even slash the remnants?

With swords, claws and sickles, it's a stormy rampage, but Heavenly Road keeps attacking with an extra look everywhere.

Horizontal roads are tremendously powerful, commensurate with human detachment. But there's no moves there. Just straight, honest everywhere, to where you aim, just attack as you aim. Without any such rush, such as cover-ups or faints of motion, there is no more inevitable logic if there are reflex nerves and just a body following them.

"Are you the limit around here?"

At that time, Heavenly Way waved his sword for the first time, thoroughly defending and avoiding, unilaterally attacking but remaining.

It's not martial arts or anything, a flash of horizontal giraffe.

"Hmm?

But the slaughter, which left a shining crimson trajectory, had severed the arms of both the bear and the kamakiri, grown by the sidewalk, from their elbows.

"Ahhhhhhhh! Ugh, arms!? My arm ahhhhhhhh!?

"No, your arm. Bye."

I'm not sure if the nerves are passing through the demonic arms I fulfilled and grew, but it seems that within a moment two arms are flying and shocked into the sidewalk, Heavenly Way taps into the kick instead of the scratch.

A lightly released spinning kick hits directly on the flank of the sidewalk.

"No, no, no, no!

The sidewalk didn't stop, and I fell on the spot and went down more and more, screaming so loud that it sounded all over the underground lake.

"You're hurting too much. Is your body brittle?

"Yes, yes, no, it hurts... it's idee... chi, chi... corner, it's about to heal, but no..."

Unfortunately, that was where Kotaro's cursed wounds had been recently blocked.

"Ancient wounds, no evil."

With a sad groan, a whisper and tears and a serious cry on the sidewalk, Heavenly Way speaks out cold.

"Well, I enjoyed it a lot."

Already, the battle disappears, turning the king's sword into a golden particle, as he said it was over.

"Why... ha... damn... without this wound, oh, my God, with my true power..."

"Bye, sidewalk. Sometimes you have to take a bath."

At the earliest, without even intending to exchange words, Heavenly Way, on the one hand, unleashed a kick of Todome. A magnificent and intense spinning kick, rolling out of his long legs, was merciless and critically hit again on the flank where the ancient wounds opened and blood seeped.

"Y-you have to. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

With spectacular screaming, the round body of the sidewalk blows away. Nearly a hundred kilometers of obesity, but mildly five meters with a spinning kick by superhuman leg power dances through the universe, rolling down the ground with even more momentum - Dbone! And he made a fierce water noise and fell to the underground lake.

"Heavenly Taoist Goon, are you done?

"You mean, sideways, dead?

Seeing the end of the battle, Julia and Maria, who were temporarily evacuated to the tower, return. Apricot was still around the entrance, vigilant.

"Come on, if you have guts, you're alive."

Ryuichi didn't stab Todome on the sidewalk because for him this fight was just a bit of a fierce fight, a kill each other where anything had to take its life, not one.

I don't remember so much of a crisis that I would definitely try to stab Todome without at least as much combat capability as the dragon used by the men's class chairman 'Summoner' Toshiichi. Because he's the one who attacked me to kill this one for real, I don't have an in-laws to take care not to take my life away from him when I defeat him.

If you died from this, that the sidewalk was a man until then. For Ryuichi now, I even thought it would be better for him to come to Revenge with more power, feeding on this defeat, to fight and be worthy.

"Then let's go. I don't want to get in the way anymore."

In this underground lake, there were too many irregulars, besides the boss, attacked by massive Zira, Kotaro caught by spider demons, and sidewalks plunging into fights. The Boulder's Heavenly Way is also a slightly tired look, asking me to spare any more sudden events.

And that's exactly the same for Julia and Maria, as well as for the apricot that walked tobotobo to the magic formation to transfer.

Instead, their fatigue is darker. Apricot in particular would only be about her first lost companion because of the intense battle with Zira or no.

"Peach River...... sorry......"

By the core raised by Heavenly Path, as the properly activated magic formation glowed, leaving only the twinkle of the apricots, they disappeared into the light of the metastasis.

"- Buha! Ha, ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. I thought you were going to die

After completing the transfer completely, a sidewalk crawled up from the surface of the underground lake.

It's normal to get all wet, but the demon arms and fur have already disappeared from that body, and the figure belongs to a vegan human.

But there was already no learning run, and the sidewalk was almost naked as a result of taking off his pants and shoes on his way up from the lake. The only remaining garment is a single yellow brief covering the groin.

Though it was a person's appearance, it had become a really perverse outfit.

"I don't like it! Damn, you heavenly bastard, you're in the mood to move and win and run!

No matter how rough and angry your nose is, everywhere vain and sideways screaming only echoes the underground lake, beyond the fact that no party already exists. Without the ability to hit the boulder eight times, the revelation of anger will not last.

"Shit, I don't know what else to do, I'm gonna miss it for today. You picked it up, Heavenly Way."

In the meantime, that's what I decided.

"Still, that son of a bitch isn't just a 'water magician', you fool me"

Heavenly Path first used the magic of creating a wall of water, then unleashed the magic of flames, and finally, taking out the red sword, he made a head-on cut with himself. Having taken over the initial skills of the heavenly 'warrior' and now taken in the power of numerous demons, I thought my powers would boast unbeatable power and speed even in melee battles, but Heavenly Way allowed me considerable leeway to look over this attack.

The magic of water and fire that Heavenly Way possesses, and its melee ability by the Great Sword. The power has to be acknowledged as a reality.

"That means you can use both swords and magic... I see his true vocation is' Magic Swordsman '"

From nothing, claw that it was also the so-called one spatial magic or the kind of teh that took out the red sword.

"Shit, I can't even forgive you for the item inventory and the convenient magic... I can't believe I don't have cheats for a fucking DQN character just to be avenged!

In this other world, only one person has cheat abilities. At the earliest possible time, the thought has been transformed into something so intense that it can even be called faith, passing through mere hope.

"Heh heh... well, okay. Cheats are cheats, but I'm a growth cheat, so in short, here it is. It's a targeted development that kills the DQN character of the mighty enemy and climbs even higher. You mean this is a losing event battle, right?

Having someone with powerful abilities also means that you can make the sole your thing. The emergence of powerful enemies is a threat to their families, the Cannibals, as well as a delicious prey.

"I haven't eaten a lot of abilities lately either. Kill that Heavenly Way. Ah, the strongest for a while...... Ha, that means I have to eat a man or something!? Wow, seriously, I can't be the guy with the shriveled gourmet."

I remember my initial purpose in mundane applause, though it was a sidewalk that lasted for a while, reluctantly obsessed with cannibalism.

"Hey, yeah, I have to follow Kotaro's smell more than that fucking DQN thing"

With a sudden, crisp look and disgusting things to say, the sidewalk became four legs with hands, just as it did when it appeared to this underground lake, bringing the pig-like nose closer to the ground.

"Damn, the smell is about to disappear because of the flashy bat...... Mmm-hmm, this!

Dotadota and walking on all fours, following a faint odor, the sidewalk ran like crawling through the ground, where a single spear had fallen.

"Kunka kunka...... um, this is for sure ye"

Iron spears with no weirdness whatsoever, but apparently this is what Kotaro was using. Probably the same spear that stabbed my flank.

When I sniffed around with my nose licking a spear with such a cause, from top to bottom - Veroli, the sidewalk really licked.

"Hehe, he tastes like Kotaro!

Shake the velvety and long tongue, entangle it, and taste the patterned part that Kotaro probably would have gripped. Naturally, it's only rusty iron such as flavor, but just because it still smells like Kotaro only slightly, it drives the sidewalk crazy.

Despite falling to the ground and having dirt and sand on it, the sidewalk licks the pattern around in a heartbeat, and you can't remember the pleasure of that time when Kotaro's blood was spoken. With an unspoken oddity, the sidewalks drooled with covetousness as they thought of the spear, and then the oddity continued until the spear dissolved with the acidic saliva acquired by eating the acid spitting red ant demon.

"Why... ha... uh, don't you... eat it, Kotaro Kiyon..."

He throws a spear that does not fasten the prototype by melting it down with acid, and the sidewalk slowly walks out with a vain face and an unwavering foothold, even with a scuffle.

"Oh... I'm hungry, I'm down..."

Thus, the hunger-insane Cannibal proceeded further into the depths of the dungeon.