Kuro no Maou

"Blackie."

If you have enough power to tear the flesh apart, you don't have to tear up the little man. However, I will release the most accustomed martial arts with the temper of turning it into two straight from the front.

"- Shit, is your right arm sturdy after all"

The chaossic rim prevents a black flash with the right arm of the machine. The only reason it is not biological is that it is suitable to be a shield without pain. Besides, he doesn't have sand iron armor wrapped around his right arm, so he understands himself to be hard enough with vegetables. Well, even the first "Darkness" counter I let eat was enough to get a little slice in my palm, so I've experienced that hardness, too.

You're lucky you were able to destroy just your palms with Horned Graves. If it had remained intact, it would have forced further struggle.

Shortly after I prevented "Black Fist," it was the flame-wrapped left fist that flew in as a counterattack. The right arm is also starting to scatter bees and violet electricity again, but was its ability to unleash thunderbolts damaged, or no particular movement.

Still, a left-straight flame punch is not enough of a threat to give it a hell of a blow and explosion if it bursts.

I kick the ground quickly, and let the booster blow and retreat rapidly. Striking the stone tile hard, the shock of trembling impact runs, and a blazing flame wall sprays up in front of his eyes. Again, not a single piece of paper at a time like this, but only to avoid it at your leisure. Impact of aftermath can't be foolish. If you get disfigured and get a critical hit, you're done.

Once I jump out of the sword, I can't make the next attack again. My turn is still going on, chaossic rim coming forward and packing the distance all the time.

Momentum is pushing me and I'm going to accidentally be on the defensive side... but my weapon is not just one 'neck slit' in this hand.

"It's now -" The Hungry Wolf Walks "Huh!

Break the arena's stone tile and 'Extreme Bad Food' pops out of the ground with Agate open.

At the same time as I went from the front with one hand, I left it to the sheep to use "Underground Submersible (see-through ground)" to lurk "Extremely Bad Food".

And, of course, where you came out, right behind the chaossic rim. He's focused on smashing me in front of him, and his back is a complete blind spot.

"I got that neck!

The chains (sheep) wrapped around the pattern of the sword scream, and the blade, 'The Extreme Bad Food', screams as he roars, stripping his fangs toward his defenseless neck muscles.

Perfect timing, no dodging or defense allowed. Now that you're in a no-guard state, you should be able to just snap your throat out of it as it is.

But Chaossic Lim didn't get upset, he didn't look back, he let him deal with it.

His neck is dripping with red and black liquid in Russia.

"Wow! What is it? Ha-ha-ha. Kubuku..."

Caught a bad eating fang was the same, bloody slime that blocked the wound. From behind his neck, as another head grew, a slime shaped to mimic his large mouth, opened gubbly, eating the opposite of 'extreme evil food' that jumped in. It sank, should I say?

On the verge of jumping, making a sound with the kid, 'The Bad Food' shut his mouth and went back to the shape of the Great Sword, trying to rip the slime with its sharpness - but no, it's completely taken. More than it looks, I can't go any further than slashing the flesh that should only be soft jelly, whether there is strong pressure inside the flesh of the slime.

"Get away, sheep. They're gonna take us in!

"Wow, your husband. Drowsy. That's disgusting."

What a success in removing yourself from the restraint of the slime cheerfully enough to scream a cry. I pulled the chains (sheep) wrapped around the jalajara and the Great Sword pattern and returned the 'extreme evil food' to my left hand.

"Next on the sand iron, defense with slime..."

It is truly regrettable that they took in Pride Gem's abilities. It's a nasty defensive ability not to readily tolerate fatal injuries over this period... but apparently, it's not nearly as versatile as sand iron.

Chaossic Lim pulled the slime right in as the blade that struck his back left. Blood color, which means you're diverting your own blood, so I guess you can't move too much at the same time. Besides, if you ever get accidentally disconnected from them and lose them, you think this time you'll be in a blood-loss state and in a big pinch?

If it's a move where he also has the right risk, he can still see a breakthrough.

But the chaossic limb, which prevented the surprise attack of "Hungry Wolf Disease" without exposing the gap, hits me with the same momentum. It's as powerful as a meteorite falling from overhead, slamming a burning fist into it. Streak, streak. A storm of scorching heat and destruction blows.

"-" Demon Hand (Bind Arts)/Serpent (Orochi) ""

Exercise assembled black magic while thoroughly avoiding it. From the shadow at your feet, a black serpent crawls out.

The activated 'Serpent (Orochi)' is finally one version of 'Snake King Banned (Hydrabind)'. For a small number, control is easy, and magic consumption is less than a ninth. Still, if you harass a united enemy to interfere with their movements, they boast sufficient performance. It's a basic structure that pulls hundreds of tentacles of normal-sized chains together like a rope. Like in Larspun, it's not so much a yawdy make that it's ripped off in one shot.

All right, go, sheep. I'll leave it up to you to capture him.

"Whoa! Sheep, I'll do it next time, go!!

The ambition of temper is backwards, quiet as a snake crawling through the grass and approaching its prey, then in a smooth motion, instantly turning behind the chaossic rim.

He doesn't realize it or not, he doesn't even look at black snakes crawling through the ground, focusing red and purple odd eyes only on me.

"It's now, my lord! Gaboo!!

What the black serpent ate was the ankle on his hind leg. Chaossic Lim, who tried to distance himself with quick steps, took the form of being shrugged off his legs, greatly disfigured with Gakun.

"Full boost!

Release the sub-thruster that was causing it to spray to fly back. The main Spirit Propulsion (Elemental Booster) rapidly raises the output, causing my body to instantly move forward.

Again, I think it's good to have practiced moving in 'Tyrant Armor (Maximilian)' on Saliel's opponent. To avoid or turn to attack, the mobility of the booster, which freely gains thrust from all directions, is helpful.

I could have turned to counterattack at the perfect time without even needing that beating motion, a strong step to change direction. With two swords, "Neck Break" and "Extreme Bad Food," he thins himself into a disfigured chaossic limb.

"Double black!

A chaossic rim that wields both arms like an evil ascension, but glides hard into it and jumps into the nostalgia. The quick-wielding martial arts tore his torso in the orbit of the cross.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Once a blocked wound is carved deep slaughter again to allow bleeding.

The damage must have gone pretty far - but he was calmly turning to fight back without suffering and exposing further gaps.

It wasn't either fist, right or left, that shook up loudly. It's a leg. The sheep ate up on the other side of their hind legs.

An intense stomping burst on the spot, shattering the arena's stone tiles.

"Come on, this is-"

Before the sudden wave of dirt and sand, I have to give up pursuit.

Using the back of his leg as the starting point, a wave of dirt and sand broke out in a circular fashion. Sure, Gleedgore used the same moves. Derived from stomping, it manipulates the ground with local attributes and generates a tsunami of dirt and sand that pushes the perimeter away.

I had an unparalleled experience of being flushed and muddy by this once, but I don't eat the same hands.

"Eat." "Extremely bad food." "

Slash, not prevent. High waves of sand approaching many meters in height are not avoidable by flying or jumping.

But if this was not simply generated by the power of stomping, but released through the manipulation of the local attributes, then Colle will already be a splendid 'local attribute magic'. If it's magic, there's no reason not to slash it with 'extreme evil food'.

The blade of the fangs, wielded to break vertically, cleaves the undulating attack of dirt and sand, which strikes with immense mass, into two parts. The wave remains slightly cracked and passes, avoiding just me standing there myself.

All right, I've endured it somehow.

"Sorry, my husband - sheep have been flushed -!

If you ate bounced dirt and sand at close range, well, there's a way. Keep going back and keep getting ready.

It's enough for me to give him another blow.

"-!?

One step stops when I almost take to beat 'Black' into my brain as it is. The dirt and sand curtains that cover my vision cleared, beyond.

A chaossic limb appeared, with a roaring creepy roar, his dazzling purple right arm set against me like a cannon.

Shit. The lightning strike capability on your right arm, wasn't it dead yet?

"Shh!

I realized that my excellent chance of pursuit had been crushed and I flew desperately.

Shortly afterwards, a thunderbolt of polar lightning struck past where I was standing.

The right arm, with its full shelling power, still seems to function as a weapon you can rely on... but what, things are not right.

"... glowing"

From the beginning, it was like wrapping violet electricity around it and glowing, but its thunderlight emits so dazzling and purple light that it is not in previous ratios. The right arm, which increases the amount of light every second, increases the signs of rapidly emitting magic, so much so that it might even explode as it is.

It's already become a giant twist that should be called a ripple rather than a sign of magic, stimulating me to slap my sixth sense.

The feeling is similar, I just felt it. Yes, by Serene's Great Lighthouse, it's a magic shell.

"Can you shoot a plasma brace!?

I don't think so, but I just have to admit that I got here. That right arm can shoot not only normal thunderstorms, but also powerful thunderstorms comparable to Gleedgore's plasma braces.

It sucks. If you're outdoors, yet, if you burst into an indoor like this... Oh, and even worse, right now, just behind me, there's a corner of an escaped audience, centered around Nell, who passed out and stopped moving, and the VIP room where there's also the king of Avalon.

You'll be able to dodge it. But if I avoid it, all the people behind me will be wiped out.

From the moment we found out that the hostage operation that defeated Nell was effective, maybe Chaossic Lim was after this timing.

"Damn...... sheep, the charge is!

"Still at 75%. Sooo!

"Something to do, or shoot here -" The Grid "- Thunder Cannon Form (Mode Blaster Gill)!

Suddenly surfacing out of the shadows is a cannon that emits the same violet glow as his right arm.

Opponents of chaossic limbs, demon bullets (Barrett Arts) make no sense no matter how many pieces are scattered. In case, "The Greed" has been converted from the beginning into a lightning cannon form (Mode Blaster Gill) in order to make it a seemingly usable hand tag, and has also been loaded with a super electromagnetic warhead (Gil Barrett). I kept the charge a little bit at a time.

I didn't think I could let go of such a high-powered shot in a closed arena... but under these circumstances, there's no way to do it.

With my still awkward defensive magic, plasma braces can't be outdone. If Nell was here, he might have managed something with The Holy Heavenly Wall (Lux Lampert Defan). Of course, protecting me alone in "The Demon King of Steel (Overgear)" doesn't make sense.

If it's possible for me right now to offset even one plasma brace, I'll have to bump the same thing.

Worst case scenario, the arena could all blow up...... I just have to do it!

"Eh, don't know what happens to sheep! Ready to fire!!

"-" Charged Particle Dragon Cannon (Plasma Brace), "Fire"

For a moment, my vision is engulfed by dazzling light.

forward and backward unconsciousness. However, only intense shock waves were felt, created by the amazing density of magical powers colliding -

"... Gu, Yi, Alive,"

"Cucumber"

A cute groan with sheep turning their eyes can be heard in their heads, which means that apparently neither me nor her are safe.

Grasp immediately that the five senses are alive. "The Tyrant's Armor (Maximilian)" also has no problems running, rather than putting it in here. I guess it didn't cause much damage.

"In the meantime, have you managed to outdo me?"

Seen, the surrounding area is in a pile of rubble, there is no such thing as, as always, a sight in the arena. However, the arena is so desolate that not one more white tile remains, and the center is turned into a crater.

Me and him shot almost simultaneously. It was just in the middle of the arena that each other's shelling hit each other. So, the tremendous destructive power is unleashed - and still the arena is safe would be the shame of a big hole in the ceiling.

You mean the bursting power blew the roof of ancient architecture unbearably on boulders? What prevented shock waves from spreading equally in all directions was probably the fact that the beams of each other would interfere, which luckily missed them both directly above each other. Two shots worth of plasma braces wore a brilliant roof and fled towards the sky, he said. I'm sure you could see it coming from the outside so that even the pillars of light would stand.

But if you shoot again, there won't be any miracles like this.

In the first place, I can't get a second shot at me for needing a charge - no, wait. Does Chaossic Lim need a charge?

"You're lying..."

Beyond the crater, where white smoke dulls. Chaossic limbs with cannons on their right arms were the answer to the same dazzling violet light as before.

Yes, I think the strength of the monster is here. Both Greedgore and Gratney Octo were able to make a series of braces at the earthen pit. A "person" that requires laborious preparation, such as chanting and rituals, is a magical ability to draw a line.

"Fast Manoeuvre Form (After Banner) Huh!" Storm's (Over) - "

There was no room to think. The only way to stop him is to fly.

But before me, there was an unidentified idiot who jumped towards a near-critical cannon.

"-" Extreme Flash (Ultima Slash) "!!

"Kai!?

Jumping out of the audience was Kai wrapped around a blue-white flaming aura with full protection of 'Immortal Fighter Svaldias'.

The chaossic rim, which was in a completely firing position, cannot be dealt with against a newbie who appeared almost in an unexpected manner.

Before dodging or defending or moving out, a pale extremely large flash swung heavily in the air burst faster into the purple-electric shell.

Kai's Special Attack 'Extreme Flash (Ultima Slash)' breaks Chaossic Lim's right arm.

"Whoa whoa!?

Shortly afterwards, a huge explosion.

I guess I lost control and bounced it off the spot because I suddenly cut off where the force of thunder was compressed just to release the plasma brace.

A flashy glow fills the arena with light again, as advanced attack magic of the lightning attribute has been knocked together as it bursts apart and thunderstorms. Kai, who ate the blast at close range...

"- Go, Chrono! And then you can do it!

When I heard that voice, I stopped showing Kai around. Concentrate. Just to take him down.

The activation of 'Storm Demon King (Oversky)', which is still difficult to control, is interrupted and walks at full normal booster opening. Still, if you just go straight ahead, have enough speed. At least, it's faster than me dashing as it is.

"" Blackie ""

Deep down, a black slash engraves the chest of the chaossic rim on one horizontal letter.

Now it is the chaossic rim that has lost the right arm of the enchanted golem, a weapon that you can really rely on, in a round back state. The means to stop the blade of curse I wield can no longer be held.

Gaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Finally, a warcraft hunted down and screaming.

Still, he still has the power to resist the madness of death.

"- Shit, it sticks everywhere."

One by one, the offense continued.

I wave "Neck Break" and "Extreme Bad Food" and set it up. The opposing chaossic rim, flying and jumping, repetitive of the giant but agile dodging action, strikes a painful counter with the last remaining left arm of anger.

A storm of hot destruction bleeds, mixed with black slaughter and red blows. While in a stormy swirl of overwhelming violence, neither me nor him just left it to power, and continued to cunningly target the gap.

I manipulate sheep and release demons (bind arts). The chaossic limb, already sensing intent, does not allow a second restraint, also responding sensitively to tentacles/serpents (orochi) attacking from blind spots.

Beating, bouncing, stomping, pulling. Accurately corresponds to the tentacles.

That's why I set myself up, ranging from earthly attacking like a wave of dirt and sand to plain harassment like a complete eyeball.

Earliest, it feels like you're dueling a skilled warrior who stepped on the number of places than you are fighting a monster.

Lack of decision-makers.

But I'm the one who's hunting him down.

"That's the same as then...... what's up, you're breathing!

I recall when I played a one-on-one battle with Larspun by bringing up the evolutionary 'neck break'. When I finally got a weapon that just ripped off my opponent's defense, it was also huge that Larspun ran out of stamina in the battle until then that I almost unilaterally cornered him.

This time, the chaossic rim, cunning as it had earned the devil's wisdom, did not storm around without thinking as much later as Larspun. They all seem to have hit the best they can against us, against the army of people.

He kept flirting with us with his powerful and diverse abilities, as if he had survived the Demon King's trials.

He's strong. Perhaps if we met the monsters of the trials together and royalized the battle, Chaossic Lim would win. It's definitely the strongest monster I've ever met.

But no matter how far you go, you were alone.

Fatigue and damage accumulate naturally. I'm now hunting down the most powerful monster named you, with Celis and Nell and, finally, Kai's assistant knife.

I can't win alone. But I win. The power of my people always leads me to the victory of miracles.

"" Double Black ""

Carve, two slashes strike your left arm.

Quite a bargain. Mostly, I slashed his arm deep, but not yet.

"Darkness."

Yet another blow.

Where the skin was ripped and the flesh slashed, 'Darkness' tapped in with full power, finally succeeding in severing the left arm with the 'Fist of Wrath'.

Of the chaossic rim that lost its last weapon, the retreat was cramped.

That's it, that's it.

Goaaaaaaaaa!!

But as if to reject death, Chaossic Lim reaches out.

Right hand. There's a right arm that Kai should have slashed off.

"- Ha!

At that moment, it was my right hand in a creepy shade of red and black that caught my body. I mean, I created it ready to bleed to death, a blood slime prosthetic.

As if it were a real arm, it would reproduce the power of the Warcraft and try to grip me with tremendous pressure.

"Warning/Intruder Ali"

That's the red alert I just heard. Are you trying to erode the slime and physically take away the armor instead of taking away the spirit with parasitic (parasitic) abilities?

For once, I'm making sure that 'Tyrant Armor (Maximilian)' is made without flooding even in the water... is the slime he manipulates still special?

Either way, they'll crush you like this. Then we have to get out of here.

"Sorry, Miriam - emergency exit (full purge)!

Approval, along with the mechanical audio, each armor of 'Tyrant Armor (Maximilian)' opens to bounce and fly.

With that momentum, the palm of the push-wrapping slime is pushed slightly, and the exit is opened.

Shortly afterwards, I was struck out like a rocket straight up.

Can't the boulder chaossic rim also hide its surprise at how the prey it should have caught escapes Spawn? I had eyes with him who was opened.

"Come, 'Neck Break'"

If you call it, the armor remains gripping, just as it did when it popped itself out of the seal of lead, flying towards my stretched right hand with a cursed groan.

I just tried it for the first time now to see if I could really... thanks to a long relationship. If you call me, you've responded.

Thanks.

"Ha -"

One in the air, carve steps and fly. I can't use 'Thousand Mile Disease (Sonic Walker)' like Saliel. So instead, a chunk of air made of the magic of the wind attribute. I also used it when I fought to capture "The Tyrant's Armor (Maximilian)" by stepping on a ball of directed wind and bursting it, which gives me the propulsion to move in the air.

With boosted armor, aerial manoeuvre isn't a big deal either, but I also practice to move properly, just by living. Because you can't even rely on all the versatile 'Tyrant Armor (Maximilian)'.

"-" Darkness ""

The blow you let go of flying through space, oh, you did it, 'neck break'. Finally, it arrived.

Voaaaaaaaaaaa!!

Chaossic rim's neck falls as he screams with his ears stuck.

The shape that opens the big mouth full of eyes and sprinkles the covetousness and strips the fangs is a powerful force that is likely to come back soon after it becomes a further curse resentment.

Fact is, if it's Koitz, he's still fighting back, even if it's just his neck.

So I pulled out "Dual Eagle" to store and replace "Extreme Bad Food" at the same time as landing.

"He's already seen it in Ischia -" Demon Bullets (Barrett Arts) ""

That moment when the head of the chaossic rim fell to the ground, once, bounced. From the open mouth, the red and black parasite of thunder that struck us, its main body, appeared more than once a large chaossic gill.

Now there's no need to prevent it with The Magic of Love (Overecstasy) either. Already the muzzle has captured the target and the trigger has been pulled.

"Gyaaaaaaaa!?

The loaded two-shot bullet blew the upper body of the chaossic gill, letting it despair within a flash.

The thunderous flesh of chaossic gills collapsed and went like worn out and sand - only poor phase bones were left behind.

Now the brutally cunning chaossic limb is dead. There's not even a shard of will left in that neck anymore.

That's supposed to happen, but my sixth sense was telling me signs of danger standing right behind me.

"Just your body, can you move!?

Bakun, and I heard a big heartbeat. Twice, three times, it increases the volume and rhythm as loud as it sounds, and finally, to the point where it feels the tremor of the air, it turns into a huge beat.

Looking back, there was a body of warcraft with no neck, standing up on two legs. The heartbeat of an unstoppable heart demonstrates the ultimate survival instinct, in which he does not acknowledge death even if his will is crushed.

At that time, what I saw in my left eye was a red light point.

Really, you mean "Nucleus of Arrogance" was not in his belly, but fused with his heart?

Apparently, you have to destroy your heart in order to stab off the todome.

"Damn!

Move. He let go of the 'Tyrant Armor (Maximilian)' he was gripping and reaches for me.

Gashan, and the lost armor of the Lord fell to the ground, faster than that, making a roar and slamming my right palm to the point where I stood.

I wasn't alarmed. Thanks to his remorse, he managed to avoid it - but a chase flew in that he didn't anticipate.

Taking advantage of the 'intangible' nature of the slime, he instantly rose the shape of the palm that slapped the ground and transformed it into a familiar snake figure somewhere.

"Heck, Hydra is cool!!

That looked exactly like my Snake King Banned (Hydra Bind). Eyeless, big-mouthed serpent. That's nine. The only difference is whether it's black or red.

"Snake King Banned (Hydra Bind)" copied by Slime strikes at me with its superior capture ability.

"- Oh!

In all directions, I couldn't cut off the nine serpents approaching to crush the escape with just one.

Though I slashed, beat, kicked, and resisted just like that chaossic rim, I crushed it until eight. Ninth head tangled my right leg.

"Ah, gu, ah... gu, 'neck break'..."

Critically tightened, right foot. My legs, which boast superhuman leg strength, of course, their strength is not the ratio of an ordinary person. I'm supposed to be, but I'm screaming with Mississippi, as if I've become a helpless person.

It breaks.

But what makes me remember more fear and impatience than that is that I crawled further cheats from my right leg and swallowed the whole right arm where the serpent's head gripped the 'neck slit'.

My right arm goes from the shoulder to the blade of the great claw, everything is taken inside the bloody jelly, and I can't even move my hands pickly, rather than waving martial arts at the earliest. On the basis of one sword, it is impossible to slaughter the snake restraint.

And the right-hand man, with the monster's overwhelming power, broke my arm.

Yeah, I guess I could have endured it if I'd at least worn The Devil's Embrace (Diabolos Embrace), but now that I've taken my armor off, I'm just normal pants and shirts. Just a sturdy dish for adventurers, special defenses, nothing.

I mean, I just have to do something on my own.

"'Demon King of Fire (Overdrive)' Huh!

The explosive power imparted by the first protection exerts as much force as it can directly counter the pressure that fractures the superman's hands and feet as well.

But, oh, shit, no... I just get my arm up, I can't help it.

By the time they took my right leg, my body was taken from the sky. I can't get my feet on the ground, so I'm not comfortable stepping on it.

Furthermore, the right arm is only wrapped up by a jelly slime, so no matter how long it leans, you cannot shake off the liquid flesh that is just clumped together, nor can you pull a thousand tentacles of elastic freedom.

I grabbed it with my left hand, but the zubuzub and fingers just sink in, and I couldn't even peel it off.

Again, I need a blade to take this off.

"Sheep! Serve 'Extreme Bad Food' eh!!

Grabbed by the tentacles, I am in a state of intense swinging with the boom in conjunction with the motion of the serpent. It is more certain to let sheep 'hungry wolf disease' kill them than to grip them in their left hand in unnatural posture and harsh circumstances - and that hand, no way, was the chaotic limb that lost its head reading?

"-Can! Your husband! Huh!

From my shadow on the ground, the moment the tentacles of the sheep popped out, who held 'the worst food' with momentum like dolphins, the hind legs of the chaossic rim stomped all over me.

The 'Extremely Bad Food' blade eats deeply into your feet, but keeps pushing it straight into the ground with your bloody feet, just because it doesn't hurt how much you slash or poke your toes, etc.

"Ko, of... don't lick it, 'Demon Sword (Sword Arts) - Rift Blade (Blast Blade)'!!

A blackened sword I didn't use so far, calling from the shadows even more. Not many to create a shadow space (shadowgate) vacant... but with the number of bullets in hand, we just have to do something about it.

"Blast!

In order to remove the restraints, they will simultaneously devour the wild tentacles that capture me.

I poke deep and give my tentacles all of my hidden explosive power - but why? Just a little more, I can't disconnect in that place!

Are you putting all of the resilience of the slime in here? Or have you inherited the properties of Larspun to gain high resistance to flames even to the flesh of the slime?

No, as it is, the bullet runs out.

"Ku, damn......"

Chaossic Lim isn't just happy with me hanging around. By the side of the escape operation that I'm gonna do, I'm ready to make sure I kill him.

It's a new head, growing from a section of a fallen neck.

Either way, just a temporary first head, formed by a bloody slime, just like this arm.

But it's the same as a chaossic limb, no, even bigger than that, inappropriate, yet turned into a big mouth that easily bites off, such as one human being.

If that swallows me, I'm done too. Already, your mouth is full of fangs, like a sword mountain, and you should be able to complete the hardening as you see it.

Before you shoot off the Devil's Sword (Sword Arts), you're going to get eaten to death.

This is finally the only way to make up your mind.

There's only one more way to take it off.

"Ha... I have to, when I think I do... you're scared"

The only thing that came out of my mouth was a dry laugh. But there was no hesitation.

"You mustn't, master! It's..."

You perceived my will, sheep bark softly.

That's okay, never mind. You focus on your work. That's good.

"Come, Demon Sword (Sawdow Arts)"

Instead of shooting one of the remaining blackened swords at the tentacles, I call on my left hand.

With a sword that just blackened a normal long sword, I don't think I can slash the restraint Chaossic Lim grabs with obsession where he released "Darkness". That too, if you can't serially slash your right hand and right foot and two places, you will be immediately captured by regenerating the cross section.

So if the tentacles can't be slashed - you'll have to slash my hands and feet.

"" Blackie ""

Surprisingly, the black blade cut my leg off my knee.

"- Blast"

Keep it up, tap the blade into your right shoulder, blast.

I lost my right leg ahead of my knee and my right arm blew out of my shoulder. Now I could clear up and take off the commandments of Slime.

Oh, have you lost your hands and feet since the time of the manoeuvre experiment? Long time no see, but thanks to my experience, I can keep my sanity. I can stand the pain.

Bleeding of the wound is immediately blocked with 'physical filling', which was prepared. Just blocking it, nothing more.

Whether your legs fall, your arms are blown, but as long as your enemies are alive, defeating them is your top priority. Recovery is behind us. I don't care what happens to my body.

"Sheep!

"Yes, my lord! Demon Hand (Bind Arts) Huh!!

I was thrown out into the universe for removing my restraints, and I dared to manoeuvre in the air to decide the todome as it was.

The method is not booster or wind magic, it hooks and moves the tentacles, something simple. It's good to have practiced this move on the 'Vertical Front (Vertical Limit)'.

Because you don't have legs, you gain the mobility to jump in between enemies.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

The tentacles the sheep let unfold caught on the shoulder of the chaossic rim, pulling me straight up to his chest and carrying me.

Looking for me I lost, trying to move my tentacle arm, but it's too late.

My left fist is gripped tight and my crimson aura is swirling.

"-" Angry Fist (Lars Impact) "Huh!!

Scratchy chest, in the middle of it, the last blow pierces.

The headless chaossic rim will no longer give a scream of agony. But my left arm is poked deep into my shoulder and deep into my chest - my fingertips touch.

Is this the heart of the Warcraft?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The black magic that turned into a vortex of destruction bursts into my chest, and furthermore, leads my hand back.

Hearts like chunks of life continue to carve their beats so violently as to resist, without burning or crushing, even if they receive the shockwave of The Fist of Wrath (Lars Impact) at zero distance.

If your body is tough, and your organs are tough, is that a monster?

Fine. If you can't break it, you can take it.

"I'll have it back, he's - it's my thing!!

I ate my fingertips in, tight, hard, gripping.

A beat so intense on the palm that it seems like it would just let go of my hand, and the feeling of pulling off the butyri, butyri, and wild blood vessels. Oh, shit, it's heavy.

I took the remaining left leg from the flesh of a tough warcraft to his chest plate, pulling the roots straight out of the dirt.

From an empty chest hole, blood erupts with furious momentum as it erupts.

"Whoa!?

Holding the heart in my hand, I fall unnecessarily as I am pushed away by a shower of blood. With no right hand and no right foot, I could not hope until I successfully landed on the boulder.

I'll crawl like a bug over an arena in the dust of bloody dust that pours down from time to time, and I'll look more miserable than a dead man who went to hell.

But the only thing that fills my chest is satisfaction and accomplishment.

"Oh, we did it... sixth trial, clear"

As he closed, the body of the chaossic rim, which stood on his two legs, fell on his back with Dosin and rocked the ground just a little.

I won.

I lost a lot, but still, I won.

I'd like to raise even one of my joyful ambitions right now... but apparently, my health is also limited here.

Is the sheep taking care of themselves because the magic is on the bottom? Around where I can read the air properly, I guess I'm growing up as a maid.

Yeah, I'll buy you some new made-up clothes when I get home. If sheep were to wear it, Fiona would forgive the slightly more exposed minisca type of maid clothes as well.

When I get home, huh? Oh, me, I wonder if I can go home.

"Ha ha... Shit, I... could die"

Consciousness begins to turn away rapidly. I already had a tickle in front of me, and it looked blurry and white.

If you keep fainting, it looks a little, no, pretty bad.

Because the magic reached its limit, the 'physical complement' that was blocking the wound is about to unravel. Ziva and blood are seeping out, but if you pass out, de blood will erupt all the time, within which you will receive a tranquil blood loss death in your dreams.

I need to squeeze my last strength and punch it in the potion. Though I think so, just because I've already done my job, my body can't even move with Pickle.

Oh, come on, you're serious. If you die here, you're going to go to the afterlife with Mia laughing at you.

Somebody help me.

"... Chrono-kun"

An angel appeared, as if to answer my prayers. Wings are worn out, wet in blood, angels.

But to me it seemed more noble and beautiful than anything else.

"I'll fix it."

"Oh, thanks...... I asked...... Nell"

Leaving myself at ease like a toddler held by my mother, I finally let go of my consciousness.

"Hehe... I knew Chrono-kun said I wasn't following him, no, what is it?"