Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

The ghost man from close range was incredibly powerful. Rough exhalation, strange glossy steel skin. I feel strong enthusiasm, maybe my body temperature is higher than people's.

But I didn't atrophy when a giant fist fell from the top.

Compared to dogs that were as huge as the stalls, what are the more human-shaped creatures now?

The mistletoe and the meat swept. Literally, the face distorts stunningly.

"Stupid...... yes, impossible......"

"Pretty good, champion."

I didn't choose to dodge my fist. The iron fist, which was bigger than mine, had tremendous power.

But apparently, the power of ghosts is awesome - not so much vampires who have grown up sucking on plenty of the finest blood.

The fist I received flat in my hand is making a stinging noise. A blood vessel appeared on the face of the ghost with sharp fangs, tense. But with so much effort, my body doesn't move.

I'm still fine. The thickness of my arms, my weight, my physique, everything makes a difference, but I'm stronger.

Deviate the fist you received to the side. The giant breaks down in a big way. My body was blown away into the universe with a severe impact in an attempt to strike a blow into the open body. The feeling of broken bones and distorted flesh.

Dance the universe wide and manage to land on the floor.

The pigeon tail kicked me. But the pain isn't that bad, and instead I put a blow in his belly. The wound is healed.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Ghosts roar and kick hard on the ground. However, whether the blow to the body is working, the movement is duller and more rash in the center of gravity than earlier.

Apparently, durability and regeneration capabilities are better here.

Beat each other head-on, as the ghosts had done with each other earlier.

It seemed like we could dodge it, but we didn't have to dodge it. Ghosts had claws and fangs, fists were fractured and close to blunt weapons, but they weren't made of silver. Perhaps that's how they do it, so I'll do the same.

Just the number I hit, I can guess. Blurred vision, flesh, and body shaking at impact. Attacked on the head, shoulders, belly, feet.

But even with the same damage, only the champions will lose momentum.

The champion's momentum was only intense when he took victory, but he can't escape the physical limits.

Finally a blow to the jaw, shaking his head and the champion kneeling.

What's so inconvenient about living beings that they can't move just because they shake their brains?

The trend was no longer decided. Well, there was a handful, but now I'm the champion.

And we can still fight. Wounds healed, no fatigue.

And I asked the other ghosts who were watching over me by sipping around. [M]

"Sounds good. And the next challenger?

§ § §

Too strong. The sight played out in front of me was incredible for Monica, who had prior knowledge.

A ghost known for his superior strength (Auga) had lost two minutes of his head to being smaller than himself. Combined with gravity on his side, the flat palm slowly lifts, and even if the ghost side uses force until his face turns bright red, no fine dust moves.

The end has a cooler look. Naturally. The flesh is already dead.

I was going to measure my strength. However, just a quick confirmation of this power could have been a natural enemy for the Demon King Reinell army.

In the first place, it is the kind of opponent that Oliver fears, boasting excellent regenerative abilities and suspicious powers.

Things go hand in hand. The undead, man and demon king army are in a trifle relationship.

The Demon King's army, which has many species with excellent physical abilities, tends to oppress humans. Even if the opponent was a knight of the end, he would not be defeated so easily. But on the other hand, the world must exist - excellent physical and regenerative abilities, annihilation to the high undead with a flesh unrelated to fatigue, weakness.

Because, apart from Monica, the devil, for most of the species that make up the Demon King's Army, it is pride in power.

Vampires have many weaknesses in the price of their immense power, but the Demon King does not take it for granted. I would do enough to turn a weapon into silver, but other than using flowing water, crucifixes, and garlic. I believe that if you use such a thing, you will become the same person you are looking down on.

The battle between Ghost Warrior and End looked seemingly antagonistic.

The fist of the haunted man who waved it down wore the body of the end and blew it easy. The end kick made the body of a ghost man proud of the hardness of steel coarseness strong.

Vampires seem to be better up there if it's just power, but the strength of ghosts is never just power.

End combat skills weren't that expensive in the eyes of the amateur. But even if the technology is naive, the endurance is too different.

Ghosts pride themselves on their ability to regenerate far beyond humans, but vampires' ability to regenerate goes even further. Contrary to the gradual dull movement of the relative ghost warrior, the movement of End Baron was unchanged in any way compared to the first.

Even if I get a blow to the head, even if I get hit in the body, it strikes me without showing any shards of itching.

This is............... not a battle.

Perhaps this vampire has absolutely no problem dealing with a hundred ghosts in a row. Exactly, a thousand. Besides, End hasn't used any of the vampire powers yet.

The expression of a brave, courageous and known ghost distorts in awe.

Still, Monica doesn't know how powerful the end is. But how many of these demon kings have fulfilled their existence?

Eat. Vampires unrelated to fatigue and damage suck in this army that fights and decides everything.

Its existence will spread instantly, just as Oliver, who has the equivalent power, silenced with force everything he disobeys. And Oliver is useless only at times like this.

Reinell is a powerful demon king. Even if they were vampires, they wouldn't lose that easily. On the other hand, however, it is not of such a character as to rebel the code of weak and forceful eating that it has decided upon itself.

Finally, I can't stand the fist I received, and a ghost man kneels.

There was no cheer. The ghosts who were proud of the war were completely swallowed. This is not enough to be called a battle.

Fortunately, I don't seem to kill you. Vampires are famous for their viciousness, but Monica must have done her part by saying it so strongly many times.

There is also the possibility that if you stand around well, you will be on your side. With the end, other Demon King army opponents would be able to stand around quite favorably.

In front of Monica, who could stretch her intentions, she raised a voice that made the end sound slightly more potent weather.

§ § §

We can fight. We can fight.

Ghosts were powerful and agile. But not as good as I am now.

It was durable and the wound seemed to heal fairly quickly. But not as good as I am now.

After beating up the champion, intercept the Ghost Challenger he has been challenging.

Five or so people fell down, and the challenger was gone, and I stopped.

Apparently, vampire flesh is more powerful than I thought.

If you close your eyes to weaknesses, but if you're a ghost, it doesn't seem like there's a problem with how many at the same time.

Of course, they won't be serious.

The opponent was unarmed. If you had a silver weapon, you could do damage to me, and if you didn't, you'd be incapacitated if you split up.

So, not that I can afford that much, but I still don't mean it either.

The Reinell Army was going to be a place for me to train in outfits.

I don't have enough experience fighting human-shaped creatures, and there are diverse demons here. The fighting skills of ghosts with extraordinary power can be applied to me as well.

Some Demon Kings are stronger than I am today. I don't mean to weigh in on strength, but I want to get as much experience as possible.

I think I've had too much luck so far.

"It's a tremendous force to beat up ghosts all that time in a row. Even in this army... most opponents will prevail."

Monica, who was observing this one on a faraway roll, gives a compliment. But the inside was obvious from the smell.

I feel like I'm choosing words. Maybe I'm trying not to irritate this evil emotion.

"I want to fight a strong opponent. I don't have much combat experience."

".................. I have one thing in mind. If you want a living person, you'll definitely bump into him."

Monica trembles and makes a serious look at her. And I said something unexpected.

"Now this army has one precious - the captive of the End Knight. One of the executives… there should be a 'cannibal' in the battle where you bet it. When the cannibals are laid down, Master End will be seen at a glance in this army."