Makai Hongi

Nehyol, with a big hole in his belly, jumps over me and falls backwards as he rotates.

I felt so beautifully determined that there was nothing more.

I turned around to hit him, and he was already half-baked.

"Dude... you're too soon"

The big hole is blocking.

Nehyol is healing my wounds while he's watching out for me.

By the time I got up, the big hole was already blocked.

A lot of resilience. But I understand.

As I can tell, Nehyol's possession of magic is decreasing.

(Is magic vegetables not inexhaustible, and there are limits to recovery?)

A vampire legend that spreads to the human race says it will come back from ashes unless it stabs a pile in the heart, but it won't even be that insane.

There are also many frown saliva, such as burns when it hits the sun, inability to cross a flowing river, hating garlic, and weakening when you look at the cross.

Many have heard that it is a convenience to subordinate a people fearing demons to Christianity, but stabbing a pile in the heart would kill any creature.

If you are a resident of the demonic world, there is an orb of dominion near it. Mostly around the back of my heart.

In the case of resilient species, it is difficult to aim there directly because they try to protect the orb of more dominance.

(Well, if I repeat this, can you handle it?

A fully resurrected nehyol pointed to my hexagonal stick.

He's pretty concerned.

"You did it, Goran.... that weapon, where did you get it?

"Come on, I forgot."

I don't have an in-laws to answer you properly.

Tsunami (lying) To me, Nehyol looks harsh.

That power, I guess I felt something was wrong.

By the way, when I fought Kyoka, I was unarmed because I kept my weapon.

Nehyol, who was there, doesn't know about the hexagonal stick effect.

"I wonder if that might pass the magic vegetable"

Think about it for a second, it looks like you've got it right.

With an earlier blow, we need two things to get that effect.

One is that it is a weapon capable of passing magic vegetables.

The other is that it is a race that can pass through magic vegetables.

No matter how good the weapon, it is a useless long object for the Auga tribe, who can only use magic vegetables to strengthen their bodies.

I guess that's why I felt strange and anticipated the consequences.

"Evolve and you can do it."

There's no point hiding it if you find out.

"Sounds like it... I won't be alarmed anymore"

Again, the battle began.

Nehyol attacks, I prevent it.

I look at the gap and sometimes eat the counter.

Sometimes Nehyol avoids, but sometimes he takes it.

That's a repeat.

Nehyol's defense is sweet, whether he hasn't played much of a critical battle before, or placed too much trust in resilience.

It looks like I'm being pushed all the time, but I'm not.

It's a pretty advanced offense.

"I can't believe you followed my speed."

Surprise half, give up half the tone.

No, I'm not following you.

In the case of Nehyol, it is managed because it is a move that can be anticipated even if it is not visible.

It's a gift of training.

This is not the human type...... for example, if it was the beast type, it would have sucked.

"What's up? Surrender?"

I'm a little glad we're still doing each other.

I think I can keep pushing through this, but I'm talking about Nehyol, it should be time to hit my next hand.

When I was on guard against it... Nehyol dropped.

'Cause I can't take time out here.'

This is a long way off again. Is that a flying tool?

I guess it's true you can't take the time.

If you fight so close, you'll even notice Tralzard.

It's not weird that there's some action to be taken.

"... so what are you going to do so far apart?

Is it just the back hand, or the ultimate back hand?

As far as I can tell, Nehyol was good at a blow special from an ambush.

What hand do you have when you stand on the side of an ambush?

"I didn't want to use it here, but you can't help it anymore"

Nehyol invited the black-armed men with his hands.

These are the ones that have been solidifying for a long time.

"What, you pull an imo and change players?

When I mocked him, Nehyol shook his head to the side.

"I prepared it for Tralzard because of it. I'll use it for Golan."

His face is laughing, but he seems pretty angry.

Is it against me, or is it because I'm supposed to let you out here ready to take care of yourself?

"Heh... that's a blemish"

They're not putting that black armor on me.

Something unusual, about carrying a box of the same color on your back? Well, I wonder what that means.

They pointed at the black box they were carrying.

Thinking Nehyol took further distance......

All of a sudden, a white mist erupted and came down on me.

"Well, Goran. How does it feel to have been bathed in the salt of holy chi (...)"

The black box seemed to be a sprayer. It's powder that flew in, so is it a smoker?

I put white powder on my head.

(The power of the body... Won't you come in?

I felt my strength slip away.

It's similar when you get heat from a cold and you don't have the strength.

"Ghaaaaaaah"

"Wow. Aww."

"No, no, no, no, no."

The faces of the wild hunts that were nearby are circling.

Why did you guys think... I couldn't get tired of that enough and started cramping.

"Ah, dead."

Fast. The guys in the aftermath of powder ran out of breath with quick effects.

Did you say salt or something, not powder?

What do you mean, he died just taking a little bath of it?

Could this be something pretty dangerous?

I rushed to pay for the salt on my body.

That takes on the wind, the Wild Hunt guys.

"Uh-oh..."

I am spasmodic with all of them.

"Er... what's this?

Do you feel like you're dancing Thai or leech dancing at a scholarship or playhouse?

It's pretty rough.

As if he was falling and about to suffer, he had seen it in a play of avant-garde art.

But was it titled 'The Suffering of Hell'?

The weak guy seems to be out of breath as he is.

"Go, Goran...... what do you mean?

"I want to hear it."

What the hell is that picture of this snort that's happening around me?

"The salt of the Sacred Qi is a fierce poison to the inhabitants of the demonic world. Why is Golan all right?

"Uh, is this the salt of the rumored Sacred Qi"

(peppering)

Put it on my finger, I licked it.

"It's not soggy. You can't call this salt."

"That's not what I meant!" and Nehyol pissed me off.

It seems strange that the salt of holy chi doesn't work on me.

I don't know.

But it's not that it doesn't work at all.

Power is missing from the whole body.

Let's sort out the information.

The salt of the Sacred Qi is real. It worked immensely besides me.

I don't know why it doesn't work just for me, but I had a little prediction.

Could this be affecting your soul?

Let's say it has a direct soul-causing effect.

I can understand that overaction, too.

No matter how hard he gets hit, it's not something I can stand if he attacks my soul directly.

Then why am I okay?

(... Could it be because it's a human soul?

The power of the body falls out, purely because this body is reacting to the salt of the Sacred Qi, which has effects where it has nothing to do with the soul?

Something's starting to feel like that.

Even if it doesn't hit me, doesn't it feel close to it?

Then let's keep our vanity here.

I tilted my neck 45 degrees diagonally, squeezed my jaw, and told him to go up slightly.

"... so?

What's the point of this attack? I tried to look like that.