Munou To Yobareta Ore, Yottsu No Chikara Wo Eru

"Immortality...... you say?

"Oh, definitely not. If you're old or sick, you're probably gonna die. But..."

Shortly afterwards, it regenerates as the skin and meat of the chumlit wander, quickly returning to its original appearance.

Byrne had also seen the magic of the recovery system, but had witnessed its power incomparable to it, with nature and wrinkles leaning between his brows.

"Like this. Whatever they do, they don't die. Oh, I'm not going back to clothes or anything, so come on... don't look too hard."

"Ha... I'm going crazy..."

Chumlit, who says so and hides the area by hand, but Byrne's gaze isn't right there from the start.

What he was looking at was the sword she had, the "sword".

"If you don't have your gear back... what is that sword?

I should have been exposed to acid that dissolves iron, but it doesn't look like it's dissolved at all.

And Byrne already felt it.

It's leaking out of its sword, the sword... disastrous magic.

"Oh, here? The leader gave it to me. I was killed before I used it. Everything is legendary... the Devil's Sword."

"... what?

To the word legendary demon sword, Byrne immediately associates himself with the Lord.

The story of Lord being deprived of some of the legendary weapons was also in his ears as he toured.

Having heard the process of deprivation, he makes the hypothesis that the divine beast Fenrill is the use of God as he spoke, and that God may have interfered for some reason with the present world in which humans live.

Regardless, there were other reasons behind that thought, but I hadn't told the Lords about it yet, and I was going to talk to them when I met them in person.

But when I come here, things change.

The fact that the leader of Titanomachia had it is nothing more than proof that there is a connection between the divine beast Fenrir and them -

"Hey, Fenrir... you know what?

"Heh? Fenrill? What's that?"

"... no, fine. Forget it."

Information has been conveyed that a divine beast was discovered in a Greek dungeon, but its name and details have not been made public to the public.

It didn't look like Chumlit was lying, and Byrne stopped exploring it because he felt it was useless there.

I mean, do you know what's going on? Pretty deep... "

"Hmm? Oh, worries. Thanks to you, it's healed."

"... what?

When Byrne gets up steadily, she twists her body and begins to be flexible.

That wound, visible from the hole in the armor, was already completely blocked.

"Hey, why...!

"Sorry, but no seeding. Looks like the man who disappeared found out he was cured. It's not easy to get on an invitation."

"... you really are a monster"

"They say that a lot. I don't want you to tell me. Okay, let's continue… Let's get started."

Powerful magic emitted three times.

It punctures my skin, and it changes Chumlit's expression.

"Fake...... this guy does it with me and Jade. You retrieve Liesel and leave."

"Huh!? Za, no way! I...!

"Just go! You can't end up here, can you?! We need to do something... what you always say! No!?

"Shit... don't die!

"That's why he's immortal... go!

"Don't let them get away with it."

At the same time that the winged claw dragon species (Wyburn) with the fake is winged, the stepping of the burn makes a roar.

Shortly afterwards, a tremendous metal noise rang in the town of Rare.

"Nah!?

"Ngi......!

That's the sound Chumlit took of Burn's blow.

"Jade!

Wing-clawed dragon species (Wyburn) disappear at the moment of flight, leaving only naked women and black knights on a five-story rooftop.

Regardless, it was also possible to pursue using space-time magic, but Byrne did not choose it and decided to concentrate on the enemy in front of him.

It was a late decision that had the power of immortality and took its own blow, and… it was the devil's sword that its hand held that felt so strongly must be eliminated here and now.

"Huh!?

A kick of Burn released from his impending state pierces Chumlit's abdomen.

She was blown backwards as the mistletoe and unpleasant noise broke into chumlit's body splashed blood from her mouth.

"... ugh!

Add a pursuit, or Burn's leg stops going out front.

I did feel it, the feeling of broken bones and ruptured guts.

But Chumlit stood up as if nothing had happened, laughing as he bled out of his mouth.

"Don't you feel the pain?

"No, no, no... it hurts so bad. I'm used to it, but hey."

"Well... that's troublesome"

"Oh... it's an honor to say that to Master Byrne under the heavens. Thanks to this sword, I guess."

The magic emanating from the Devil's Sword was even more disastrous, drifting to wrap it around Chumlit's body.

"Apparently, the Devil's Sword... has the power to improve your physical abilities"

"Ugh... you know what I mean"

Only a handful of heroes, such as Volksfang and Sieg of the same SSS rank, can get the Burn punch out of the front, and only enough to count with one hand when looking around the world.

It was also clear from the fact that he was able to keep up with the speed of Byrne that his overall physical ability was improving, not just his simple arm strength.

"This kid's name is Flunting. A sad sword that was abandoned as useless and thereby became the Devil's Sword" Tsugu "... it's like us, isn't it?

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frunting useless demon sword

The sword "Tsugu" was created by the childhood tame of the hero Beowulf.

Because of his best friend going to the battlefield, he created this sword with all of his own.

But it's hard to say that a sword is good for flattery, and Beowulf, who receives it, dumps this sword on the battlefield for its so badly slashed flavor.

But Frunting wasn't just a sword.

This sword contained a childhood taming soul, the maker, who was only wearing it and who had the power to grant holy protection to his best friend, Beowulf.

But dumped by an unknown Beowulf, Frunting is willing, desperate, angry and hateful.

As a result, Frunting transformed into a vengeful demon sword.

And Beowulf is being debated later in life by the demons who picked up this sword.

He also said the demon clan died shortly after piercing Beowulf.

The ability to frunt is just to gain superhuman physical abilities.

However, every time you use it, severe pain will hit your whole body and eventually give you that life.

Weapon Rank: [S]

Capability Rank: [SSS]

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"Frunting......"

"It's fate that this child came to me. I have a mountain of life. And the spirit that can withstand this pain. So this kid is already...!

"What!?

Swinging down from the upper section, the demon sword frunting blow.

It was a burn received with a giant sword crossed, but his body swept at its strength.

"It's useless... no!

The cry was as if they were speaking of their existence.