Legend

Heading to the Black Wolf, Ray goes straight into it.

The usual two-spear stream: Death Size on the right hand and Dusk Spear on the left.

The Black Wolf, as usual, did not dodge such a ray with a metastasis, but just stared at it.

... except what is in the eyes of the black wolf is severe hunger.

That is the intense hunger, that you may die of hunger as it is.

A gaze that sees Ray approaching me and realizes that he is not the enemy who takes his life, but the bait he eats himself.

(You have a stronger hunger than I expected. I knew it, I thought I could afford a little more)

I don't know exactly how many wounds a Death Size blow has inflicted, which is now that the wound has healed.

But if you see it didn't go as far as cutting the torso with one blow... I'm pretty sure that wasn't fatal.

How deep the damage was that blow?

More than I can tell, Ray needed to strike a similar... or more intense blow again.

"Anyway, it's best to try!

Ray waves a death size just in time as he speaks out.

Instead of air, an intense blow, like even slashing and tearing the space itself apart.

Such a blow, the black wolf kneels to the ground with a beastly trick and dodges.

(What?)

With a moment of doubt, Ray turns to the black wolf crouched on the ground, releasing a blow of the dusk spear on his left hand.

But the Black Wolf also dodged the blow by jumping directly beside it again.

(What?)

Ray has the same doubts as a moment ago about how such a black wolf looks.

Until now, the Black Wolf would have used the transfer of skills to avoid Ray's attacks.

Ray's attack, whether Death Size or Twilight Spear, has the power to be fatally injured by a single blow if hit.

In case you think about it, that shouldn't have been very strange about the safety measures.

Naturally, it wasn't strange to avoid it normally when it came to transferring all attacks, such as setting up counters, but at least not now.

More than that, there was absolutely something wrong with the situation right now.

"Huh!

From a move that dodges Ray's attack, the Black Wolf kicks the ground as it is and hits toward Ray.

That's a blow that stripped the fangs out.

Unlike previous silent actions, the blow of a struggling mind where appetite is fundamental.

Compared to previous attacks, it was a blow with speed and momentum up a step... Ray dodges that blow lightly.

(I see this is...)

I thought about it a little bit and understood why it was easier to avoid, even though it was a more powerful blow than before.

Speed was up, but that's not thinking about the next move... that's because it was a blow unleashed by instinct alone.

That means it's definitely easier to fight if you look at it from Ray.

If the speed of an attack increases, but only attacks dominated by hunger instincts that are linear, and even direct, then that is how many ways to deal with it.

It was also easy for Ray to fight for not using advantageous metastases as the biggest feature of the Black Wolf.

(I didn't expect this to change with just one death-size blow earlier. Big weakness for black wolves...... no, it's because it's a death size, or)

It's hard to fight normally and give a black wolf who uses his metastasis skills as much scratch as he can call it serious.

I guess this time it's going so well because it's only Ray using Death Size.

"Well, finally the end of the fight, huh?... For once, if you surrender like this, you will!

In the middle of the word, the black wolf strikes Ray again.

Turning his fangs to that body, trying to satisfy his appetite by eating, chopping and biting.

Whether it's the amount of meat or its softness, isn't Elaine better up there watching the battle go a little further than Ray? And Ray didn't think for a moment either, but he's coming at me, so he sticks out a spear of dusk while avoiding a blow to his fangs, thinking he won't need to be particularly concerned about that area.

"Guuuuuu!"

Such a blow, the Black Wolf twists and dodges his body aggressively... but only after a blow dominated by hunger, cannot be avoided altogether.

The tip of the spear at dusk slashes and tears the left arm of the black wolf wide open.

"Geez!"

Such a screaming black wolf jumps backwards to see if the pain and surprise outweighed the hunger.

If it had been a black wolf to date, the wound on his left arm would have recovered as well at the time he had distanced himself from Ray. But...

"Gee, gee! Gha!"

The black wolf, distanced from Ray, sounds confused... and then screams as if he endures the pain.

(Did it work, or what?)

With the spear of dusk in his hand, Ray observes the condition of the black wolf.

The current state of the black wolf can be said to be exactly what Ray was after.

One of the spear's abilities at dusk is to inhibit the opponent's recovery.

The ability itself is not that powerful, but can outweigh the healing inhibition effect and heal wounds using high healing magic and highly effective potions.

And from what Ray saw, the Black Wolf's ability to regenerate was certain to outweigh the healing inhibition effect of a spear at dusk, as he recovered the serious injuries sustained by a Death Size blow by such an unobstructed amount of action.

But... yes, but.

The Black Wolf only healed the wounds he received in Death Size, exposing his hunger so much that he wore it out by the time he could not fight as usual.

Beyond that, you can even say that the wounds of the dusk spear fired by Ray are nearly half as fatal for a black wolf with strong regenerative abilities.

And the fact is, the wounds sustained by the dusk spear blow will never recover, because the black wolf is groaning for pain and hunger.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Its like its totally different from the silent black wolf Ray knows.

If Ray doesn't know anything about the Black Wolf now, he might have been able to determine that he was the same person he had encountered before.

Fangs grow from his mouth, from which he keeps drooling or coveting because of a sense of hunger, and he keeps roaring.

Eyes run blood and stare at Ray with eyes that stare at food.

Seeing such a black wolf, with the person who was trying to feed him with meat or fruit water, it was impossible to tell him to do so.

"It's time for me to settle. Unfortunately, I can't keep you involved forever."

With two Death Sizes and a Dusk Spear in his hand, Ray tells the black wolf that is groaning at hunger and pain.

It was a black wolf in that state, but it must have reacted to the killing from Ray. Make a threatening noise with your blood-running gaze at Ray.

"Gghhhhhhh!"

It is a sign that the sense of hunger that is in itself at the same time as the voice of intimidation is stronger than it was earlier, and that it is no longer able to resist it.

With such a voice, the Black Wolf is attacked by two instincts: hunger and Ray's unleashed killing... the next moment, he rushes out.

Rather than starving to death like this, I bet those who survive at all to eat Ray's meat.

Already, there is no sane color in those eyes.

Dominated by a sense of hunger, he eats and kills his opponents, who have turned to himself to kill.

Just thinking about it, I ran out in a straight line toward Ray.

Deserves the name Black Wolf, not running on two legs, but walking with four hands and feet.

In Ray's eyes, who sees the black wolf coming at him that way, only for a moment, but pity dwells.

Already due to famine, there is no Black Wolf will left, I left it to my instincts but the late attack.

Not very much, but it doesn't seem like the kind of person I was dealing with so much from the front.

It was definitely Ray who did that.

But still... for Ray, a black wolf was someone who had a lot to think about.

"I'll free you from that state. Sleep."

Whimpering, swinging a death-size at the black wolf pounding his fangs straight at himself and attacking him.

"Power Slash"

Skills that enhance the power of a single blow rather than increasing the death-size acumen.

Its power is such that even Ray struggles to kill the recoil.

And what was unleashed at the same time was a dusk spear in my left hand.

Its magical blow exerts its original power and is extremely powerful.

Death size power slash and a dusk spear blow.

The blow that those two were unleashed at the same time...... hits the black wolf on his way to eat Ray.

A dusk spear pierces his mouth as he opens his mouth and releases a counter to the striking blow, piercing his torso through his throat.

The simultaneously wielded blow of the power slash was only powerful enough to sever the torso, although it could not convey its power entirely to the Black Wolf because of the blow that usually fired with one hand where it was used with both hands.

... Note that Ray had pulled out the spear of dusk just before his torso was cut, so the spear of dusk that was piercing his body did not imitate taking a death-size blow.

Manipulate a long weapon with both hands, at the same time releasing it and keeping the weapons out of contact with each other while at it.

It goes without saying how much higher skill it takes.

But it's Ray who did it.

And...... as a result of such an act, the black wolf is each blown in a different direction while splitting his torso into two upper and lower parts.

If it was a dead size abdominal wound, it could be healed.

But if they cut off the torso itself in this way, they won't be able to live any longer.

"Gu... but..."

Still around not dying instantly, you can see things like the extraordinary vitality, resilience, and regeneration of black wolves.

Ray, who was watching such a black wolf, waves a weapon in both hands and pays the blood kind attached to the weapon, stores it in the mystering and makes it to the black wolf...... approaching the upper body of the black wolf to be exact.

Thus we were to fight each other with our lives at stake, yet Ray never really hated the Black Wolf or anything like that.

It was really strange for Ray, too, but it's also true that he thought so, trying to see the end of the line beyond helping anymore.

Also, why have you suddenly attacked me today, and even if you do, why have you attacked me from such daylight, not the night the assassins are good at?

I'm pretty sure if I asked what was going on around there, I would have thought.

Most of all, Ray's known black wolf never spoke, and I didn't think I could hear what was going on around it.

... That's why Ray's leg stops for a moment when he approaches the Black Wolf.

"Here... is... I, the hell..."

That word that clearly makes sense.

That's because it definitely came out of the mouth of a black wolf with no lower body anymore, just upper body.

"Black Wolf, you... you talked?

"Black Wolf? That's mine... no... wait. I remember... well..."

Called Black Wolf, by which, or because he saw Ray's face, the Black Wolf would have understood who he was.

But the moment I try to say something, blood spits out of the black wolf's mouth.

Naturally. It was even a miracle that the torso was cut in two up and down, just not dead yet at this point.

Neither can the powerful ability to regenerate that miracle survive a dying black wolf.

All I could do was prolong my life a little without letting him die instantly.

"Right. You... but... fleshy, huh?... If I could, I would have liked a pork stewed mandarin... I also sell it in Yokohama Chinatown... I ate it with my mother..."

Pitali, and. Ray's leg stops when he hears the words of the Black Wolf.

If the word out of the mouth of a black wolf is a fleshy one, there is no problem.

But if the word Yokohama Chinatown came out there, it would have been different.

I grew up in the northeastern countryside, but I still know about Chinatown in Yokohama in various media, starting with TV.

Naturally, the word Yokohama Chinatown doesn't exist in this world, and the fact that it speaks of it... means I don't have to think about where the Black Wolf came from.

But now the black wolf had dark hair, but when I met him at night he had silver hair.

At least, as far as Ray knows, there are no people in Japan who change the color of their hair depending on time.... if I was going to dye my hair, it would have been different.

"Whoa, you could be from Japan..."

Are you here?

That's what I tried to hear, Ray, but by then the Black Wolf had already not breathed and was on a tranquil sleep.