Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 113 Noon Cathedral of the Church State

Holy things, their names are also saints. And because I had a wand that only a saint could have, I was certified a saint, that is, the truth that I'm not bad is a reverse judgment recognized in the other world! I'll show them off when the girls get here, I knew I wasn't bad, huh? Well, Ota also has a "saint," but the very existence of saying Ota is evil "cousin," so you won't be able to hold a cane, I guess the thing called personality was still questioned and chosen! That must be it, that's what I decided!

Because it seems to work, I've combined "Ascrapious wand Int 50% up Sacred Magic Enhancement (Extremely Large) healing healing healing healing Regenerative Injury Disease state Abnormality can only be pulled out by a saint and can't have it" with "World Tree wand," and even more "Shadow King's Sword" Replicant Great Sword "to double the effect, it's effective enough to realize, maybe Wisdom has been strengthened and Magic has been enhanced" regenerative "and" healing, "I'm sure my character as a saint has also increased and evolved into a Saint Boys High School student, do you need to practice meteor" Meteo "fists? What's so different about that than a back-to-back metheo?

Well, this will dampen self-destruction for the moment, you can concentrate on regaining physical control.

"" "I'll have it" "

Spread the leisure sheet with the beautiful girl for lunch, surrounded by three beautiful ladies, sandwiches, fried and boiled eggs with potato salad. Girls have mushroom soup and I enjoy hot coffee. Three sexy buddysuit beauties and a leisurely lunch, I guess this is what a flair is all about. Yet the hustling, passing Church Knights old men are flirting with it?

"You're not here, you're laying a proper leisure seat! I took the place first, didn't I? I was wondering if you wouldn't take the liberty of patrolling places where people are eating, don't break out and die because there's dust in the rice, okay? It's completely insane, if you lay the leisure seats in an early order, the land and buildings are mine. Yeah, I took it, didn't I?

24 versus the "Shoulder Shield Sword of the Guardian (Aegis)" in "Tsuki" became a sword, painted a triple circle, danced the universe and danced swords, what a dozen old men had lost their black beard and were rarely stabbed. The ability to control the Shoulder Sword Funnel, which was activated almost automatically and was an automatic interception, has increased dramatically. The effect of the "sceptre of Asclepios" seems to be greater than I thought... and the "sceptre of Asclepios" is the sceptre of healing and regeneration of saints, so let's treat them, the brooding beast sisters the soldiers were carrying.

It's good that you're bringing your beast man, daughter and sisters, I'm sure you don't even want to be helped by me in people's tribes, even if you're treating me away from me to stay away, that eye full of hate and fear. Your dancing daughter...... she's racially unknown, and now she has cat ears, and she looks fine, I'm sure there's no demand for cat ears for boys in high school.

Let's give him mushrooms, hot water, a towel and a change of clothes and stay away, also give him a well-digested meal and then travel to a place he can't see... this is the neighbourhood for priests, I guess he was about to be captured here and brought in. I guess it's a downright reason why you're not a person because you're forbidden to be a beast man, then you wouldn't complain if I decided to bake because I'm not a person, would you? Yeah, and I don't hear any objections?

I'm sure by now you'll be dancing with the Beast Man Daughter Sisters and your daughter will be letting them bathe in hot water and getting dressed, so let's burn them down so they don't come to peek at the Beast Sisters bathing dressing scene, spray the oil in a mist and fill them with wind magic and light them up while blocking the escape route with walls, only keep the air holes tight because it won't be breathable if the oxygen burns out.

Carbon monoxide poisoning is dangerous to lose consciousness, and fresh air is important to keep it properly conscious. Religiously, fire includes the meaning of purification, so it's a friendly, well-designed post-arson activity that slowly and firmly burns you to the core until the filth is extinguished.

I throw the priests out of the burning flames into the fire (catch and release), and if they're going to regenerate with the protection of the cathedral, they keep burning until they can't, and I'm getting a little burned too, but the priests (over there) are spitting blood and screaming and rolling around with burning throats. But the power of the protection of the cathedral, even said to be a miracle, doesn't seem as good as I had heard, it doesn't seem to be regenerating in time to be burned by a flame? It's pathetic, so I'll hang it up for you.

Are you trying to say "help", screaming in a burning but desperately shaped, voiceless voice? The only person who can say "help" is the one who helped the guy who said "help"? Yeah, there's no way you can help me, but I'll just hang him up for regeneration and burn him to the fire as many times as I can, and I'm sweet, that's just being chosen as a saint.

My skin regenerates even if it is burned carefully from the core due to the far infrared effect, but the priests, who should have been protected and sheltered by the cathedral, turn into charcoal extinguishing in time for regeneration and healing. Even its charcoal burns to bitter dust, carburizing it black and turning it into a statue of bitterness.

And when I go back, I look beautiful and bow my head, the sisters of the Beast clan, but neither fright nor fear disappear from its eyes anymore, there is no way to disappear. So I danced from a place away and called your daughter to ask.

"What do we do? Were there any hopes from the sisters of the Beasts? In killing them all, claiming full compensation for their assets, enslaving them all, taking them back to the kingdom of the beasts and torturing them with serfs for the rest of their lives? Oh, but I already killed" burn it down ", didn't I? Yeah, was it hot?

"I'll get you out of here. That's the best thing right now. Stop scouting and kill them all, there is absolutely no god here."

It was ok, well you'd be mad. With that said, even your dancing daughter is a priest with the title of witch and pagan Virgin, which is why I guess I can't forgive her. But I was a saint, so you're in line, and for some reason, you seem strangely dissatisfied with my saint certification? Look, I've got an Asclepious wand, and the snake's been blind, too? Yeah, it's physical evidence, isn't it?

Let's go back to the hidden room where we broke in, and let the Beast sisters take us to the old man's house, maybe we've been spotted infiltrating, and there's a huge fire column standing over there? Let's stay and find out if there are any other slaves... but it's too slow, but the fire district is starting to seal and repair automatically, and this cathedral itself is a pain in the ass.

"Then we will send these men to escort them, and thank you very much for helping your compatriots as beasts."

We can end the battle, we can make them not fight, but we can't do anything about resentment, hatred, and discrimination... we can only solve it by killing and breaking it, now the Beasts only believe in the kingdom, but if discrimination stays, they won't believe in all of the people. And it's all people's fault, people are the sins they have to atone for. Yeah, let's leave this place full of redemptive treats with a people-to-people appeal, because being a people-to-people, I can't stroke your head.

Send him downstairs, come up again, he disappears, signs disappear, and a bunch of old men stick to the ceiling? Is that a hobby? I don't know if that's the kind of sexuality or the epidemic in the Patriarchate, but stick to the ceiling and sit still?

I was concerned about the cloak that was disappearing, so when I cut only my neck with demonic thread, worrying not to destroy the cloak, it fell blurry. He's got a "lethal poison sword" or something in his hand, and he's got special gear, a heretic interrogator or an assassination squad. I'm also concerned about the "glued boots" and "adsorption gloves" that were sticking to the ceiling, but the cloak that was hiding my life appeared to disappear with the "cloak protection color effect of concealed (stealth) when stationary" and the protective color, but I can't move... I can't use it for what I expected, but it's falling, so let's pick it up, I don't need an old man who can pick up what's falling, but it's falling off, okay? Even the ring is poisonous, and the belt is a weapon!

It's a waste of the Demon Hand, but if you peel yourself off and proceed, the Knights are lining up their shields in front of the stairs and sealing them off, heavily equipped and motivated... but now your dancing daughter is in a very grumpy mood too, aren't you?

One swing. A serpent of iron filling the aisle with it crawls through the ground, and countless chains of iron strike the knights, eating their arms, tearing their legs, punching their bellies and smashing their heads. That's a lot of nerve, isn't it, standing around pissing off the Labyrinth Emperor? I'll leave the pickup to the demon hand. Just proceed, the chain fills the ground and the sword Funnel rips the sky apart. Yeah, you don't recognize beasts as people, I don't recognize them as people, do you? I'm not interested in what Grandpa Kami said. In the world I was in, my old man (Mohican) said, "Dirt is disinfectant"?

The sisters of the beast man earlier were blurry, packed like luggage, and carried without a satisfactory meal... if it's to be regenerated into the cathedral, it's to be regenerated, if it's to be healed, it's to be healed, whatever it is to be brought back to life? Because I'll kill you as many times as you want? I'll kill you till you die, and even if you die, I'll kill you.

Due to the power of the cathedral, your abilities are limited and weakened, but it's almost within the margin of error. Your dancing daughter's limitations seem tighter than mine, but her original skills are different. Maybe you're being restricted by LV correction or you're losing your physical ability? Is there a limit on LV30 or something because I don't feel affected, I guess the part where my body is smelted shouldn't be affected and I'm interfering with the LV-correction limit and magic.

And from the treasure chest in the hidden room, the pearl came out, "The jewel of regeneration, the treasure of orb regeneration," "The treasure of healing, the treasure of orb healing," fell into the room of the undead Giganto, but did you match it? And the "Undead Hellhound LV50" on the guard dog in this room is suppressing his nose in the corner of the room and sounding right, he's pathetic, so let him go upstairs.

The more you go up there, the more animal slaves that have been set up and captured, and the slaves of the people. There was a hidden passage in the hidden room earlier, so I explored it, and it was a hidden passage leading to the Teaching Knights district, the Area, from which I send the treated people. Dancing just in case, your daughter also escorted you to the frantic old man.

And there was a trap there when I was on my own. It's a magically pure and ultimate trap, a pit. Yeah, there's an empty stride, so you're not falling, are you? Everything in the aisle is a pit and there's a swamp of spears and poison underneath. Is it for a large demon. It's pretty deep and the poison looks like a lysate... at least the one who built it was trying to fight the Great Labyrinth.

Beyond that, turn the ram and go right to the stop wall, leave it blowing hard in the pit. Beyond that, it's the end, but I can't see it from beyond. Sounds like a pretty nasty producer, what's nasty is a hidden door next to a dead wall.

Now I saw legality. In the center, or in the heart of the cathedral, is the "sceptre of Asclepios" sceptre from which the jewel "Orb" falls in a spiral, I wonder if this is the law of cathedral drops...... so what's next upstairs? Right here first.

Anomalous. It's not like a chimera that has lived and pasted a creature's face from all over its body. It's a creature of anomaly. It's a viscosity that all faces cover, from insects to animals.

Losing can involve selling tickets for boys high school students, majesty and dignity "Identity," so against each other, he grows tentacles from all over his body, and countless snakes "Hud" snorts chickens "Coca" snorts cocktails and lizards "Basi" shoots and threatens! Yeah, I'm freaking out. I'm freaking out, fighting is a win for those who intimidate me. All the faces of countless organisms covering up the viscosity are so freaking out, is this what saint virtue is all about? Holy?