Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

"Why are you here,? You know you don't have to tell me, right?

After the silence, so cut out Gean.

"I don't know, I don't know, brother. Grandpa, there's no way Doctor wants revenge!

Kyle couldn't convince me, although I knew what that gean was thinking. I feel something bitter about my former brother who has been distorted without swallowing the thoughts of Master Ninglo.

"You don't have to want Grandpa Doctor... I want him. This thought that kept smoking won't go away unless we eradicate the beasts. To do so, the city itself is very disturbing. I grew up with brothers, but you can't stop me. But... hey Kyle. Come this way. Don't let me kill you."

Those eyes are captured by unprovoked anger. Perhaps the last remaining conscience is to draw Kyle into his people. Whatever words you throw will surely never arrive...... I feel that way Kyle. And Kyle also had thoughts he could never give way to.

"I can't do that. I swore before you did, didn't I? There are fellow brothers in this city. We have colleagues who have laughed and competed together. Some of them are new. Above all, I have a family to protect with my life. There's something important you can't cut off."

There is no stray colour in Kyle, who told him to squeeze the one-handed sword in his right hand.

"Well... then you're the enemy! Kill you with this hand and cut off the untrained. Don't you dare touch me! This is my fight."

The other four feel like jerking off and leave just a little bit. Kyle clapped out just a little when he was treading that he could attack me at the same time. Remove the shield on your back, attach it to your left arm, and take care of the gear.

Gean, who stands on the front, remains taught by the same grandfather as he was back then. I have my hands around my chest to the bottom with my half body. The knuckle duster is planted in the gripping hand and will have enough killing power. Obviously he was going to kill him, but his chest ached with a tingle, although he was slightly in the same position as before.

Goh, Kahn.

Calm down the shaken right fist and use the shield to reciprocate. I defied my powers, crept in and swung down my sword. Gian spins the momentum from body to body and escapes from the tip of the sword. Many times I faithfully scratch Gein's attack with some uninteresting methods of warfare.

A method of warfare that is very plain to fight but can surely be dealt with even if it is stuck with a variety of attacks. This was Kyle's natural flavor. Because of his flashy and groovy personality, he used a lot of small tip moves and wepon skills and didn't use them at all, but he seemed to recall the importance of the basics because he settled down with his family. After the flood, he practiced basic shielding and bareback repeatedly.

"Damn it, I did! Olah!!"

Thoughtfully beats up just a little bit of Kyle's torso open. but it was an invitation and the attack of the neatly embedded gear stretched heavenly high without plundering.

Zach, Dosari

Kyle cut that stretched arm off relentlessly.

"Gaaaaaa, my arm, my arm."

Screaming out of pain nodding on the spot. He was groaning as he grabbed his chopped arm and trembled.

"That's enough, brother. No more sins for me. I... don't want to kill my brother."

That's what Kyle tells me as he looks down. Are you hearing that voice or not? Gradually, the groan also decreases, Guian.

"Whoa, whoa... oh, my God"

Guru

The severed arm was unmanipulatively placed on the wound.

Now it was Kyle's turn to be stunned. The wound disappears as she glues up the smoke with the shush. I punched him straight with my right hand, which I had just caught. I glanced at my stomach because I couldn't predict that movement. Step by step and step by step as you gush out the air all the time. Kyle restarts firmly even though he is grumpy, but his breathing is rough and unstable due to a bad hit.

"I don't know, go back. I can do it!

Kyle takes Paris's stance again on his impending fist.

"Sweet!" Abyss Knuckle "!

Gean's right hand instantly wrapped in black and stained in pitch black. The moment that fist touched him, the shield was judged gossip and from there the bikini and hibiki spread.

"Become!? What the hell is wrong with him? Shit, if you care about wear and tear."

Kyle releases his fighting spirit and wraps it around his sword. A temper is something that is opposite to a struggle. If used, power is certainly a dangerous force that erodes the user himself if used incorrectly.

"You've been working out that far. Ha, just not using it from the start is too licking me!!

Fighting swords and black tempered fists bumped into each other many times. Thanks to the struggle and the reinforcement by the knob saddle's granting magic, the sword is still missing the blade of everything that still maintains the prototype.

"Ha-ha-ha. It sticks. Hey."

"It's not going to be that easy to get hit!

He had forgotten as the battle approached its best. There are four others around. I didn't really notice Kyle concentrating. Something thin sneaks up on you as you convey the columns in the dim room.

Shroooooooooooo, cuba!

When he was attacked and noticed by a sudden floating sensation, he had his right leg pulled and hung. It is a state of entanglement and cosmic hanging by something like a crawling through a beam.

"Goddamn it!

I fold my body and reach out to my abs trying to wield a one-handed sword that I never let go of. However, the blade was bounced back without even being able to devour due to the imbalance and lack of force.

"Catecho, what the hell!

Gean hits his wrath on one of the four sitting on the edge. The man looks like the wind blowing everywhere he takes it.

"It's a pain in the ass if you're at all comfortable with it, you guys. If you want to kill me, kill me. If you're going to pull it in, you can use that one. If you don't do it forever, I'll take care of it."

A man called Catecho raises his right hand where something like a spreading crawls out. He was distorted by an abusive grin on his mouth peeking from the hood. When I squeeze that hand tightly, it starts to explode from the tip of the crawl that was tangled in Kyle's leg and squeeze it tight all over his body.

"Damn, oh!" Galan

The rapid tightening causes breathing difficulties and forces fall out, removing the one-handed sword. I couldn't even faint with exquisite force, and the pain persisted.

"Catecho!!

"Oh, don't make any more noise. What do you think you're up to? What more do you do than that? We don't have time for this."

Chip.

Even with his tongue-beating and bitter face, his right hand is stretched. More black than ever around my right hand became invisible.

"Bye, Kyle. At the very least, it's a pity. I'll kill you with a single blow so you don't suffer."

Gein's pitch-black fist approached Kyle's face with a goose cross.

Gosung!

"Ahhhhhhhhh!?

All of a sudden, I heard a missing scream among friends I knew well from there if I thought Kyle's eyes had darkened.

The blow released to take Kyle's life in one blow has somehow struck Knobsada's shoulder. I know it's strange that a blow that should take a life in a single blow just hurts and ends, but its presence is reliable.

"Muggles, I didn't know you would suddenly see your fists if you tried flying away in a space transfer because the junction is in the way... I'm sorry it just hurts, so what if I get hurt with something good, huh?

What a relaxing feeling of temperature difference......

Five, with the exception of Kyle, if you look around. A building that was uncomfortable bursting because it plays a spatial grasp, a sudden attack if you try to get into the 'cat's eye' just like that. If you think they've been waiting for you, your side is flashing. Apparently, he was a complete irregular. A man with a bad gut pulls his fist back and sits here.

"Knob sada in front!? Where did it come from? Besides, you can even put the golem on in one blow. You said you were intact after taking my 'avis knuckle'!?

The devil's costume has been securely dressed as it hits the penetration. It would have been terrible without it. And I noticed. What a lovely face you feel. Isn't that the man who inspired me to be a disciple to my master?

"You are... a very unpopular washbear guy who was abusing Fou!

"Why are you remembering so much and not coming up with a name? In front of you!

No, although my name is an identification teacher and I see it well. Still, the only thing I can remember is now, yeah.

Name: Gean Gender: Male Age: 21 Race: Pu

Class: Black Fist LV12 Status: Parasite/Slave

Title: Avenger Party Name: None

[Skills]

Fist Lv5 Teaming Lv3 Theft Lv3 Intimidation Lv3 Threatening Lv4 Fast Playback Lv4 Avoiding Lv4 Life Magic

Uh, I knew it was a Wang Du relationship. Parasites are becoming their exclusive patent. That's a lot more fortified than before. Here's the data on the one I remembered.

Name: Gean Gender: Male Age: 20 Race: Pu

Class: Fist LV18 Condition: Fierce

Title: None Party Name: 'Em Esvy'

[Skills]

Fist Lv3 Theft Lv1 Avoidance Lv1 Life Magic

I don't know if this is a personal effort or a parasitic effect, but I'll have to report it to the Dukes when I'm done. This is what happens when you are an adventurer, so if you are hit by a trained knight, a leading adventurer, or a martial arts artist, you can't even see it. Let's get it taken care of. I'm sure my master will go punch him with a smile on his face.

"How dare you? Just fine. It's easier to do the rest if you keep it down here. It's gonna take all of you, okay!

Four people move into Gein's words. Each took out his own weapon and began to twist and narrow his enclosure.

"Kyle, I'm gonna send you up there in a minute, so don't mess with me."

"What?"

At that moment, Fr. Kyle disappears. I understood that the space transfer had worked because the sound of Dosun had sounded on the second floor. It was the first time I had flown a human without touching it, but it seemed to work and above all. I was sure I'd succeed.

"Well, you seem to be doing a lot of things for me. It's depressing, so let me get this over with."

I smile a lot like that. I'm sure if everyone sees it, they'll say, 'You're thinking bad things again, aren't you?'