Lonely Attack on the Different World
I feel like I'm winning if it's the likeness of a comparison between a boy high school student dancing with a tiger and a Virgin attacking a pig.
Day 121 After noon Labyrinth 91F
Get used to the tunnel to this extent. Kill Before You Die A quick strike at a special blow turned into a light temper that was hard to die for but couldn't be attacked. I couldn't stand it, so I lost my walking skills and swordsmanship, which turned into a super-response, and my body became a little tough.
Self-destruction has subsided but too much has been lost, and if you try to get it back, it breaks again. Besides, this time it's only a loss for being incapable of fighting. So redo everything, reassemble it and take it conveniently.
A super-reaction can overwhelm the difference in SpE even if it suppresses to such an extent that it does not break the body, which lightly beats off a blow of a chemical with a SpE of more than 1,000. That's why I can't control it, but I pay for it with super reaction, and if I flush it with light qigong and retreat, it's very hard to die, and in the meantime, if I can hit the wand of a world tree, there's no demon that can withstand its destructive power.
It's getting stronger. But don't you feel like you've just gone far enough to be safe, you've just had a load on your body for a long time, and you've just stretched your self-destruction thin in the end?
Well, I knew it was the limit, no more than that. My body wouldn't have had it. Soon it would have collapsed. I couldn't be stronger than that, I knew it, so I even got my hands on physical training, but because "magic" demanded unscrupulous physical performance, I was no longer a body that I could handle on people. But it doesn't matter if it's in exchange for your sleeping daughter. It's either inconvenient or unhappy or unhappy.
A vicious electrolite fire blow that dies just by touching it is super-responsive and sworded off track, wrapped around its momentum and wind pressure and flown with light qigong to extinguish the shock. The worst demon's Special Strike reduces HP slightly by 14 and recovers with breathing, but the gap is visible, but it couldn't be killed. I can't connect to reality with a body I can't control.
I get a body that moves under the heavily delayed bottom of water where time is heavily precipitated by starch time with an acceleration of thought, but it swings to an over-speed behavior that is completely unusable.
When the body senses get in the way and the consciousness is impossible, it is stopped and unreachable, the time of the moment is not captured... neither the body nor the will can react to the future depicted by the thought, it is separated and disassembled without being able to sum up with a physical reaction that is too fast a falsehood that sums up all the movements in one.
Thinking acceleration is so uneven that even within the time delay it is able to cope with super reactions and super acceleration that it doesn't even get to control it. Naturally, in time it's best to keep it together while suppressing, in a high-speed world it's just a leaf of a tree that flaws and splits and just dances senseless enough to be scattered with no moves or anything to just react to the moment.
Well, it's like this, and you're still weak, aren't you? To this extent, you've never been able to control it in the right way before? I was only able to do it because I didn't mind trying to manipulate it and force it to move and break it. Here I can see, at the bottom of the labyrinth I can feel the helplessness that seems funny weak and crying out...
It's been like this forever. All right, let's kill him.
Even today's body, which is impossible to reproduce while Mr. Ji-hui is analyzing it with an emergency seal, is a dangerous sword technique, an accidental crisis that arises because it is this body. Safe? What's that, delicious? Unseal it and walk on the grip, in front of you is like a demonic meat and fur wall "Schwartz Tigerman LV91" a well-dressed hero, but now it looks like he could speak for himself but the meaning is "Black/Tiger Man 91 Steps".
Mr. Tiger Man (Black), who stands on two legs but has the explosive leg strength of a tiger and the vicious power of a tiger, can only see his chest as my gaze, but it's not fun to look at the thick chest plate of a tiger man, a pitch-black fur and raised muscles...... a macho wild beast system BL? Yeah, we're not in demand, are we? I'm sure that genre is too maniacal for a boulder... because it's rotten. Nah, bad?
The more you bump into it, the more you stop by and turn the wand wrapped in one into seven swords to erase the mistake, leaving it too close to the tiger man as if he panicked and swinging sharp nails to stretch, being stretched by a macho tiger or BL deployment is no!
The feet are pushed by the wind, but the feet are as close as possible from the spot. Avoidance of super close proximity circling outside the arms that are swung down as the wind rotates the upper body. He leans over and takes a step to fall in from the intermission of proximity, just slashing one sword into a single breath. I carve my fat muscles so that a sword naturally and inevitably pulls off unconsciously as I step in. A sword flash released carved a slashing line in a straight line. But at the same time, he bounces off into the opposite arm and dances through the universe, instantly shocking as he is pushed out into fist wind with light qigong. Still, 30% of HP disappears...
It is a sword that draws a sword from a time when you can always break enemies, slashing only when you can defeat enemies in one blow, not when you can defeat enemies in one blow after identifying the three things of heaven, earth, and self. The goal is to find the sword of Sacred Tsukahara, if it can't be difficult, one is fine. The miracle that has been done just once coincidentally coincides in multiple ways, the "one katana" where the demon, chi and breath sought by the "technique" releases a knife selflessly. Even then, when my daughter was in danger, I was forced to stop and my arm was destroyed, but that sword flash had no use, no force, no self-destruction, just slashed.
Position, distance, time and breathing should go hand in hand, if Nori, momentum and mood get on. Tiger Man B standing on his half with his left foot pulled as he flipped and attacked him. Sinking his center of gravity as he rotated to be caught in the whirlwind of his swinging paw of a tiger husband (tentative name), he puts his arm past him and slashes him as he steps back in to shake him off.
He slashes his legs off instantly as they are swayed and crossed by the winding wind of the third tiger male (common name) who pushes his legs away from the ground, whilst the fourth tiger tail (pre) is blown away by the gust of the wind, snapping both ways.
Don't be wasted flying with light qigong "Boot PoW, SpE, DeX 30% Up Acceleration 30% Up Rapid Acceleration Rapid Stop Adsorption Wall Ceiling Walking" effect to let your feet suck and stop, when you run away, if you erase friction, you can escape to slip away. Yeah, I asked for tools, but I could do it.
Time restores flow and normally recovers, some breathing is rough and busy, and if you notice it, you feel thin and sweaty and lightly tired. In fact, it's far from "one machete", but it doesn't resemble it. It's just a sword of the whole body. When it should be slashed, it just went where it should be slashed and slashed correctly. However, if you plunder, you will die. You have plundered the nail strike twice, the first time you can flush it with a sword and the second time you can slide your shoulder shield and flush it with chest armor. Gilli, huh?
I can't get my hands off the wand that I should have held to squeeze gently to see if there was too much force in it. Tiger Yoshi (?) was strong, but I guess he didn't have as many as 40 heads, it seems that the chairmen of the armoured committee have already picked up the demon stone and waited for me.
"Oh, annoying? Are you mad at me? No, that was killing each other when I stopped by Tiger Eun Mon saying," Help me, Tiger Eun Mon "? Yeah, fake was fierce, right? I was surprised by the harshness of the disparity between future cat-type machine dolls and cat-subsidiary demons from different worlds. Yeah, you're scared of the other world?
After all, the cause is the safety range, the opportunity is in the dead zone, but if you run into the wind and put yourself in the safety zone, your attacker will be lost. That's a desperate distance if I can afford to go as far as safe with my poor physical abilities, and I have to step into a place where I can sharpen my teeth.
Practical and practical, to think of it, were five lines of fisting and super close range martial arts in Tai Chi, as well as "One Tai Knife" to be seen in the five minutes of the incision. In the end, it's an intermission of truth, a step in and out... confused by shrinkage and light qigong and misused, there's a place to fight safely and not, the bottom of the deep labyrinth is a place that isn't.
"It's dangerous, turning protection into an attack... between deaths"
"Avoidance distance is necessary. Close, don't! with the previous."
"Dangerous, too much. Mistakes, accidents, always, will happen."
(Poyo poyo)
Yes, the biggest problem is the ally's disapproval. But the tiger man has come to me, from the 90 tiers, even the labyrinth royal will be difficult to overwhelm and it will be a battle, it is better to survive dangerously if you are safe enough to die.
In the end, there's no LV30. That's what makes a weak man at the bottom of the labyrinth, and that's where this place is. And the bottom of the labyrinth is the closest place to the best of luck, isn't it? Yeah, don't make money?
Set your mind, hold your thoughts, lose your heart, and challenge you to the dead. 92 tiers of the labyrinth...... that was a bonus stage! Hi-ha-ha!
"Mithrill Golem LV92", which escapes with its tentacles and lacks sharpening and crushing, dissolves with alchemy, disassembles misrills and serves as an item bag, an immortal soldier resistant to the magic nullity physics and blows that plays indefinitely as an example, and has a body of misrilled metal... had many drops! Yeah, it's mine because I picked it up! It's great that it's just not alchemy resistant.
All of Mr. Labyrinth's favorite equipment is uninterrupted. The equipment LV is high, and there is nothing short of a huge amount of misrills and a large amount of high-quality demon stones to misrillate. And he was falling! After all, the golden-eyed ones fall off when the daily deeds are good.
Running away trying to escape, the boring metal body shrinks one after the other, and you can absorb it from its tentacles, so it's no use running away, right? I can't get out of this because I make it look more like a human type, and if there are many restrictions, I can simplify the operation, but I can't move because I have extremely high joints. What kind of golem is that?
The chairmen of the armored committee went ahead because it takes a lot of work to collect here... yeah, it's too far? The 93 tier is naturally 94 tiers and inevitably not even 95 tiers, but the 96 tier is just the demon stone! There's no sign of it already on the lower 97 level, there's a little hidden room, and while it takes time, the 96 level hidden room has a guardian in it. Thanks for the signs and the spatially detected shape. It takes time because you're like a spider and smoking in silent mockingbird smoke...... yeah, Mr. Spider sucks pretty bad? The shape is closely checked. I'm smoking because it's not Mr. Arakune... Is Mr. Arakune not here anymore?
Finally catching up on the 98 tier, glad to be here, it was a reach labyrinth growing up to the 99 tier.
Is it your sleeping daughter's LV up or practice, you're killing my free time because I'm late...... but "Dinohius LV98" is Daedon, right? Dinoheus, formerly known as Dinoheus, which meant a fearsome pig, was originally described separately as the same animal in the appraisal. Dinoheus, for some reason, was given priority and unified by Daeodon, a monster too big to call a pig more than three meters long and two meters shoulder-taller than a giant pig who was in North America in the Middle Ages 18 million years ago, perhaps a daeodon because he said it was lightly several times the size of a current boar?
A magnificent beast with a pig rampant Virgin. Usually from common sense, Reishi's Virgin is supposed to be surrounded by giant demons, but Reishi's Virgin slaps a giant pig with a swine rush. Yeah, doesn't look like it's coming up?
Pigs are hunted with extra giants that cannot be pushed and pushed forward and accelerated. Either way, he loses by force pushing, he pushes in without being able to run out, he slashes his leg, he rolls it and pushes it through in a dense state. The roar of cutting the wind of the wand swirling overhead raises the roar and the physical ability of the LV98 cuts off more than four digits of Wesen, over the LV50 -... so you're the living legend who went all the way down to the lower level of the Great Labyrinth by himself... he was dead? Yeah, he was a disastrous, vivid, charming, naked soul.
There were numerous legendary saint anecdotes and legends in the diocese, and even when regulated by the Church, people talked about and passed down and loved, among them the "saint of healing" who said, "just walking brings together birds and beasts, and injured animals are healed and thank the saint for kneeling".
Yeah, it's good to get you out of the Patriarchate. You better not know the hell pictures of demons running around chasing warcraft around with this fear of violence and mass-producing wounds and injuries. Legends are better left legendary, isn't reality cruel?