Legend

Suddenly I screamed my pants off.

But the cry isn't the only thing that's weird.

It was only in the body of Ning Lo's pants that there was a great abnormality.

"Gu, but... ugh!

Pants screaming groaning at the pain.

The roots stretched in the body, visible from places such as its face, arms, and back of the hand, gradually change from dull to dazzling.

It is a distinctly different reaction than before, and at the same time suffers so much that the pants can see it.

"What?... a rampage?

Ray, whining Death Size into his hand, recalls that Zuboz said he wanted to adjust a little more before drinking the liquid in the glass bottle.

In other words, the drugs that Zuboz took due to a lack of adjustment went wild, and I wonder if the result is the pants that are suffering today.

Thinking about it, I wasn't even convinced.

At the end of Ray's gaze as he watches for now, the transformation of his pants continues even further.

The inflation of the body does not stop, and the height that was reached to about 2 m after the first drink of liquid has grown to nearly 3 m.

The amount of muscle in the body was increasing rather than decreasing while it was there, and the body was covered with dense muscles.

Naturally all the clothes are torn due to the effect that the body has grown that much, and what is wrapped around you is the extent to which what should be called the wreckage of the clothes barely covers the hips.

That's not all transformation is. The torn clothes reveal the entire body, and roots are visible in the body, not just the face and hands.

Its roots, stirring in the body of its trousers and emitting intense light, appear as if it has dozens or even hundreds of elongated creatures like snakes and mites in its body.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaa!

roaring...... rather than calling it a scream of severe pain. But a scream to be called.

With that cry drips the bubbly saliva from his mouth, and from his eyes the tears of blood flow.

I guess the pants consciousness has already disappeared completely. There is no light of intelligence in the eyes.

"Haaaaaa!

Pants, who were enduring their own physical pain while screaming, eventually moved the spot in an instant.

The move is clearly faster than earlier.

At the same time, the movement, which was easy to read, had turned into something irregular.

It's not an optimized move for attack, which also means there's no use in movement.

But it is also true that it is the waste of that movement that hides the aim of the original movement, so it was clearly seen in Ray's eyes as an opponent harder to fight than earlier.

"Shit."

Ray activates the Flaming Emperor's Red Armor again and sets the Death Size.

But...... the moment Ray activates the Red Armor of the Flaming Emperor, Zuboz forcefully changes the direction of kicking the earth and changing the direction of progress.

The half-run trousers headed for Paul, not so far from Ray.

He was a person whose body had been wrapped around the tsu created by Tsu's spear and was unable to move.

"It turns my head to crack the rampage!

By activating the Red Armor of the Flaming Emperor, he uses his physical abilities to stop his pants from doing something about the tsubo that is tying the pole.

I was Ray chasing my pants with that in mind...

"but ah!

"What!?

My pants are big...... that's what I get when I see my mouth open wide enough that people's heads themselves would go in. I have a bad feeling.

That's why I thought you were going to throw up in the braces and burn the tsu all at once.

But the actions taken by Zuboz were completely an unexpected substitute for Ray.

Because instead of spitting his braces out of his wide open mouth, his pants pointed their sharp, pointed teeth at Paul enough to be called his fangs as they were.

Use the physical abilities enhanced by the use of the Fire Emperor's red armor to block the movement of the trousers at once.

That speed, if you were a normal person, would barely see the ray.

I guess the speed of such a ray was unexpected, too, pants.

No, if it was my pants before the rampage, maybe I could have handled it more than I was gathering information about Ray.

But now the pants, acting somewhat like they were still intelligent, were basically in a runaway state.

That's why the shock Ray was completely unexpected the moment he instantly caught up to himself and tried to cut off Paul's head a thousand times.

Hot...... No, the moment I feel something hot, Ray's swinging Death Size pattern blows my pants away with burns.

"Guh!"

The scream that went up belongs to Paul.

Ray, with the Flaming Emperor's red armor deployed, is able to control its heat to some extent.

But on the contrary, only to a certain extent, it is not meant to be perfect.

I also needed to do a little damage to my pants this time, and I dared to do little control around it.

And the pants were about to cut Paul's head off a thousand times, so naturally Paul would have been near the blown pants.

As a result, the fiery emperor's red armor enthusiasm that he gave to Zuboz was to touch Paul up close as well.

"I'm sorry."

Ray notices it, takes a distance from Paul.

Ray was at Paul's side for less than three seconds.

Still, in just three seconds Paul had produced several burns.

It can be said that it was unfortunate luck for Paul that Ts covered the majority of his body with the effect of Ts spears.

Because Paul's burns were obviously lighter thanks to this tsu receiving the heat of Ray's flaming emperor's red armor.

If it hadn't been for this tsu, I'm pretty sure the number of burns would have multiplied a few times now.

"Whoa, whoa!

While I also distanced myself from Paul, the scream echoes around me again in the next moment.

Ray, who turned his gaze to those who heard that scream, saw Diaz's right arm cut off by a thousand pieces of leather armor.

Ray was the one who blew up his pants trying to eat and kill Paul earlier, but I guess the blown pants kicked him straight to the ground for the next prey.

It was Diaz who was so chosen.

(But why Diaz?

Vihera waves an angry, extended nail from her armor in her pants, eating a thousand cut off the right arm of the opponent who fought her.

The nail made of magic slashes and tears the belly of the enlarged trousers, but the slash heals before the guts overflow from it.

Ray looks around again as he sees how it is...... relieved to see Bühne and Azimov are safe, as well as deeper suspicions.

Because it was questionable what the runaway trousers were thinking and attacking them.

If you were to target an easier target, Byune or Azimov would be aiming more than Diaz.

Beaune can handle the fight to some extent, but still doesn't think Ray can do anything about it after being attacked by his current pants more than bandits are in charge in the end.

If you're in Azimov, you're an alchemist who usually devotes himself to research.

If my current pants could hit me, I'd be able to take my life easier than Bühne.

In fact, at this time, Diaz, who was unconscious in the blow of Vihera, was the most defenseless being, but that is only Diaz's story alone.

Now Vihera is attacking the pants that attacked Diaz.

For Vihela, who enjoyed fighting Diaz more than enough, Zuboz's behavior was never forgivable.

(No, if that's what you're thinking right now. Anyway, I have to do something about my pants. If you let him get away with the detour here, if you do poorly, Slam Street itself could be his feeding ground)

With Death Size in his hand, he turns his gaze to his pants, which are fighting against Vihella.

Vihella's unleashed fists and feet strike the enlarged flesh of her pants more than once.

But it seems that its enlarged flesh itself has considerable endurance, and although it has been struck by the attack, it is not a very lethal substitute.

But Vihera is also just a first-rate person. If you can't get through your blow and on the contrary see how one attack after the other is also recovering with a nail on your hand or a blade on your toenail, you have to realize that a semi-productive attack doesn't make sense.

"You have a nasty ability to recover.... but I don't know about this!

Kneel and dodge the arm your pants wield, and see that arm pass overhead. No, no, kick the ground all at once and get inside that interval.

He was a giant pant, but if he's properly conscious, he's still close to a runaway state now.

I couldn't imitate moving my body more efficiently than in such a situation, and the attack had become a huge mess.

... No, even if I had the consciousness of pants, the way I attacked them would have been almost the same now than I had had had little combat experience with them.

Even if you are using combat automatic reaction nerves, that method of combat is not original, as Ray said, and is a very legible way of attacking.

There was no way I could do something with an arm like Vihera.

Thus diving into his nostalgia, Vihera gently reached out and touched the flesh of his pants...

"How about this!?

Through the palms touched, it emits a magical impact directly inside the flesh of the trousers.

A skill that Vihera specializes in, called immersion clap.

Even wearing armor is more pointless than an attack of sending a direct impact into your body.

... yes, if it was meant to be, but.

"Huh!?

Vihera realizes that her senses are unusual after releasing her immersion palm, and although she stops moving only for a moment in surprise, the next moment she instantly kicks the ground and jumps backwards.

Then, until a moment ago, an arm that should also be called the proud arm of the trousers passes through the place where Vihella's body was located.

(What the hell does it feel like right now?

Questioning himself as he watches his arms pass his nose tip, Vihera realizes that his pants have not been damaged at all.

This would mean that the immersion demon clap was underdeveloped.

It was Vihera who questioned how those pants looked, but still kicked the ground again and went forward when her leg jumped backwards landed on the ground.

Is the current underdevelopment of the immersion clap my mistake... or is it to make sure that the pants don't have the effect of the immersion clap?

As if inspired by such a vihella move, Zuboz waves his fist again.

I'm not waving my fist because I already recognize it as Vihera, it's equal to waving my fist because I'm the person who moves.

Whether it's a powerful fist that smashes rocks with a single blow, a hand-to-hand blow without speed or sharpness is not a difficult story to avoid for Vihella.

Avoid that fist blow in a smooth motion and dive into the nose of your pants.

That's how I touched my hand on the empty torso...

"Ha!"

With a sharp exhalation, he releases an immersive palm.

If you're a normal opponent, a blow that wouldn't be surprising if your gut was destroyed by a shock fired directly into your body.

The stronger, more magical blow than earlier disappears as if it were absorbed by something before, naturally, a shock is created into the body.

"I knew immersion applause wouldn't work!?

A fist to be wielded again to the stopped Vihera of motion.

He jumps lightly, rides gently on the fist that comes at him, and succeeds in distancing himself on the fist momentum his pants wield as they are.

"Retreat, Vihella! Your skills don't make sense to him!

Ray's voice, naturally, was also heard by Vihera.

I also knew that Ray couldn't make a cover attack because he was near his pants, but still, Vihera doesn't intend to give up this fight in any way, and will pack up again an intermission with his pants once he's at a distance.

Initially it was from an unforgivable thought against the pants that did harm to Diaz, who fought well with him, but the fact that his opponent had unexpected strength had already created an obsession in Vihela with the fight against the pants.

(Regardless of the power and speed of the blow, it's not like anything happened to reason, moves, or anything. The way you attack is no different than Cyclops. However, defense and resilience are out-of-digit compared to cyclops)

Vihera quickly circles her thoughts in her head as she packs her time.

Although direct blows are ineffective and nail-based attacks kill and tear skin and flesh, they do not become fatal due to the size of the body of the trousers, and even have amazing healing abilities.

The immersion clap, which is also my trump card, is ineffective for some reason.

(but......)

Led by the excitement of the battle, Zuboz waves his right fist again at Vihera, approaching him with a glossy grin.

Avoid that blow...... Until then it was the same behavior as before, but from there it was different.

Avoiding a fist of pants bigger than his own face, Vihera reaches out as she is.

Instead of stopping the fist movement, try to keep it flowing and off track...... fit the timing when the fist of the trousers was wielded and force it into the hand you are touching.

At the next moment, the pants were slammed to the ground as if they were jumping in from themselves, causing a roar around them. And...

"Unfortunately, I also have these attacks...!

Grab the arm of the trousers that fell to the ground and instantly apply force to the elbow with the Teco principle... smaller than when the trousers were slapped to the ground a few seconds ago... so the sound of a broken bone that reminded me of the pain sounded all around me while I was there.