Set up a spear that illuminates your surroundings, kick the dirt and run down the hill.
On the opposite side of the city, around a tombstone lined his back with depressed woods, stands an eyed man staring at his blue-white face.
Yesterday it was someone I couldn't move at all.
The pressure remains the same.
But today, my body moves strangely.
Marie's scolding moved me along with the heat.
... against the Wood Spirit (Echo) of an overwhelming evil god, declaring hostility and challenging him directly from the front.
Though a seemingly foolish act, this is the conclusion after considering the best tactics.
The opponent is a divine split in the first place. It's someone with a different dimension of existence.
I'm not simply the one who can beat up an iron sword or a stone.
There are roughly three possible means of damaging or extinguishing this.
With the help of other gods, or with the magic of high places like gas, or with the magic of high places.
The first of these, the descent of the Wood Spirit of the Good God, is not expected from the beginning.
As there is a good God, I am not in my place enough to think that it will conveniently appear in response to my prayers.
If you're going to count on power out of your control from the start, you should be pulling and praying rather than fighting.
Second highest magic, but this is difficult.
I'm a Gus disciple, too. If you work hard, you won't be able to shoot the magic of the "Existence Erase" class, but that's quite a success rate if you take the time to prepare it carefully.
After "detaining" with such a high-speed multiple magic exercise, the vandalism of blowing up with "existential obliteration" for each "restraint" cannot be imitated today yesterday, no matter what you think.
You can't help challenging someone with more degraded hands who would be once hit and alert to similar hands than you can imitate.
And the third high-ranking magic weapon, this is the only possibility that seems to make sense.
Brad gave me the "Eat It Up (Overeater)," which is definitely the right demon sword.
There is more hope of beating this one than preparing trout and grand magic in front of the opponent who is still wary of magic.
In time, the Reach uses a short Demon Sword.
If I could fool you, I would have caught you off guard and had to decide that this was impossible, although I wanted to target an ambush.
Being equipped to draw swords on objects that it can do, beyond the limited means of hurting the opponent, is tantamount to a declaration of hostility.
I want you to imagine. Can you trust someone who is obviously approaching you with a knife in his back, saying he will surrender?
I would never trust you. [M] Even the Undead will be.
Though there is also the idea of managing to hide the Devil's Sword, it would only be a hopeful observation that we can manage with the usual cover-up of the perception of the incarnation of God against our opponents.
If it's enough to attempt such a bad portion of Bakuchi, you should rather reopen it and fully prepare your battle support to challenge the front battle.
On top of that,
"Ugh, let them do it!... What could possibly be a god wouldn't run away with every human lad against him!!
In a provocative mood, appeal to their pride as gods and superiors.
On this level of cheap provocation, it would be the best development if you could even take a single ride, but the fate is a little lower line.
However………
[Hahaha. Becoming a kid, I've been thinking about it quite a bit]
"The Tree Spirit of the Immortal Spirit", which brings the black cloak around him, applauded me as I approached him.
- You want to squeeze consciousness into yourself and tie my actions up, something like that?
I have been spotted.
Anyway, I wanted to squeeze my consciousness in terms of "what are you going to do with me", not to deal with them.
Anyway, there's weak Brad and Marie behind us.
There's nothing you can do if you ignore me and get thorough retrieving Brad and Marie.
[Good, I'll give you a ride. But I challenge God...]
Nestled at the foot of the hill, the black sword of the immortal swoops and crawls through the earth.
It stains the ground like black oil.
... I don't know what you're willing to do, but it's not a good idea if you don't hit the lead!
"" Acceleration (Akkelletio) "!
Accelerate even further by saying "Words" to your audience.
Overwhelming acceleration, in addition to physical enhancement from the source.
I don't even know how many meters I'm jumping in one kick anymore.
Reaching Immortality like a bullet, he tried to beat the Eating Up (Overeater) out of it.
"- Huh!"
He was swept away by a blow coming out of his hand.
He jumps without being forced against the momentum, rolls around and jumps off.
[Do you want me to show you that qualification first?
The tombstone around falls.
The soil thrives, something rises.
"This, is……………."
It was a warrior.
Wear rusty gear.
Missing everywhere, skeleton warriors.
It was a wizard.
Hands on decaying wand.
Wizards of the skeleton, loosely nestled in their vain orbits.
A flock of skeletons that rise up one after the other, spilling grave soil.
[I am the Immortal, the Immortal Stagnate]
There is one thing I remember.
The three came here to defeat the Upper King.
With a lot of people.
At the expense of my people. He dyed his hand in an unwillingly covenant with the Immortal God and sealed The King.
He became the guardian of the seal and buried the bodies of his fellow victims.
Where?
…… it is decided, here (…)!
[Leading the immortal heroes]
Though it may not even be the soul in itself...
It's the three of us.
All carcasses of people who deserve to be called heroes.
[Kuku...... hahahaha! Come on, young warrior. Fully, show that power, but good!
The Immortal was laughing.
Spread your hands and invite them.
If there's anything I can do, I want you to come to me.
It is surrounded by the remains of the heroes who became immortals.
- That number, roughly a hundred.
She is being molested.
There is no chance of winning.
Those words came up in my head.
"Yes!"
What's wrong with that?
Forcefully lift the edge of the drawn mouth.
He shows a fierce smile.
As Brad must have done in his lifetime.
Put up a short spear, pay attention to your surroundings, and think about the best tactics.
I'm sure Gus would have done that.
I won't give up. I won't waver. Believe in possibilities to the end.
As Marie taught me.
"From one end - I'll deal with them!
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... The situation was extremely bad.
As he jumps into the warrior's undead pocket, he slaps the edge of the shield on the slap, crushing the ribs and spine that were brittle to power.
Screaming "Words" on the back with a larger headstone, unfolding fat and spider threads, stopping one of the looming new groups.
In the meantime, he punches down a short spear and smashes away a few bones that are approaching him.
and jumped over the tombstone and a light warrior-style undead jumped.
The clasp I wore was extremely beautiful silver... True Silver (Mithrill) or something I heard about, maybe I can't cut that one.
"Shh!
So I'll snap the tip of the short spear between the fibula (hikotsu) and the tibia (kekotsu) and the two main bones that make up the lower leg and break his posture in the air.
He collapses and falls, and where he collides, he smashes his heel down to flow and steps on his skull.
At the moment of crushing, the short spear already rolls the stone poke behind its back for traction.
the magical bullet released from the crossing,
"" Acceleration (Akkelletio) "!
Magically jump while accelerating, dodging.
He jumped over a larger headstone, rod high in the air, competed and twisted himself.
"" Falling. "" Spider web. "
Update your standing position so that you are not pushed in while wrapping a few looming from behind into the spider yarn.
[Whew. A hundred heroes in a bend, this or]
The Immortal is whining like he was impressed for some reason, but he's not going to be doing anything so crazy.
I'm just fighting like I learned.
If all the hundreds of immortals that emerged were Brad or Gus, the highest undead with intelligence, it would be over.
but fortunately though god can't seem to instantly mass produce that much undead on boulders.
The warrior undead is certainly a heroic, horrible, sharp fat muscle originally, but there are many missing parts and equipment, and it's about two steps slower than Brad's.
If we control the situation and bring it in one-on-one, it's as far as we can break it with three hands, even if it takes time.
The wizard undead is almost out of the question. The intelligence of the contents of the operation is too poor.
I'm only afraid of the current situation, the glitch, which is moving around at high speeds with full physical enhancement due to wasting time chanting the great magic or the sweet aim of shooting magic.
Then, as Gus teaches us, we can control the cloud by sequentially restricting the movement of enemy groups, mainly using non-killing restraints, inhibitory magic and aids.
All you have to do is bring it in one-on-one, and you can crush it with Bradshaped tactics.
… but the situation is extremely bad.
The question is, can you take down a hundred?
After you defeat a hundred bodies (...), can you fight the Immortals?
If you're doing this hundred person handkerchief, you won't get stamina for as much as you want.
If you run out of breath, the magic oral chant will increase your failure rate, and your moves will be dull.
If you can absorb life with Eat Up (Overeater), you may be able to continue fighting without fatigue, but unfortunately the opponents are only immortals without life.
It's time I thought about what to do, beating the hell out of you again.
[…… wait]
To the word of the Undead, the undead were stopping the movement.
[I thought it was with the three of us... but it's more than I expected. What's your name?
The Immortal was smiling.
I can't help but have fun and fun.
"……………… Will"
Respond carefully.
Bad. You should have been cautious, but apparently the rating was corrected upwards.
When considering the possibility of being crushed even more relentlessly,
[Right, it's Will. …… Again, why don't you come to me?
Those words struck my ear.
[I like you.
Everything is preferred, both its unrivalled combat ability and the spirituality that challenges me alone.
of our immortal army, let us welcome you as one of the generals]
"What..."
[Well, wait. You're probably misunderstanding something.
Those three, including you, I'm not going to treat myself unhindered with everything I dedicate to myself, am I?
… that was just a few unexpected words.
Even from Brad's and Marie's readiness, a gloomy image held onto the word of captivity of souls by immortal evil gods.
[If you choose to come with me, let's get rid of that annoying death.
aboard the ships of the ghosts, to the end of the sea, to our country, where there is paradise without old sickness]
As I am surprised by the unexpected development, Immortality speaks well.
[Sometimes under my decree I will be able to cross blades with the armies of the camp of the good gods and with the heroes.
You deal with tough enemies, shoulder to shoulder with the heroes, saints, and sages, and run the battlefield]
There is no starch in the tone of the Immortal God, in which he speaks of his ideals.
Perhaps it just has the power to make you wonder if it really is.
[When the battle is over, let's have a feast. Much noise, fun, healing wounds, and preparing for the next battle.
If you're immortal and you're the highest in your soul strength, you know that you have joyful feelings?
I know that.
Live with the three of you, I know.
[Will, you can live with Augustus and Brad and Marie.
I don't need to break up. I don't need to be sad either.
And if our faction dominates all of this dimension, it will be eternal -]
That's what I'm here for, the Immortal said.
[There are too many tragedies in this world.
Death is not a beautiful thing, but one that involves a lot of unimaginable pain and fear.
Or if you love someone, surely the suffering of those who loved you and the parting by death reward it.
Heroes and noble saints of power are neglected and killed because of their power, because of their nobility]
- The Immortal Stagnate is a God who was once in the good faction but could not stand to see the tragedy of life and death go the wrong way.
- We hope to immortalize every outstanding soul and to create a world without tragedy that has stagnated forever......
I remember Marie's words.
She did say so.
[Isn't that irrational? This world has too many tragedies.
… I want to overturn it.
I want to create a world that's never been threatened by death.]
The Word of Immortality even came with mercy.
Maybe there's no lie in that word.
…………
Really, if such a world can be achieved.
Realize, suppose you can...
[Come on, it's Will. Like those three, let's make a deal with me]
An Immortal took out a cup and a dagger from somewhere.
A dull silver cup and a simple dagger that has nothing to do with it.
But they have a strong divine authority.
Put up a cup, and on top of that, the Immortal cut his wrist shallow.
The black blood of the immortal accumulates in the cup.
[... Drink my blood, but it's good. That way you can distinguish yourself from death]
The Immortal offered me a cup.
If you drink that blood, you can be immortal.
When I put my short spear on the ground, I fluttered and stepped toward the cup.
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I stepped out and slapped that wrist without pulling it out.
Uh-huh!?
From the black blade of "The Eating Out (Overeater)" runs like a spreading of red thorns, entangled in the wounds of the Immortals.
Power overflows from the right hand holding the sword. Fatigue falls out, fine wounds heal and, by the way, vitality gushes up.
... As I wondered if this was what restoring vitality would mean if I cut it, the trained flesh flipped the blade.
It's not the neck, it's the wax to the big torso that goes with the instant agitation.
[Gu, oh…………………!
I'm in.
Direct hit.
I did have a hand.
A crimson tsu is also involved in the torso of the Immortal.
"Shh!!
I can.
So convinced, the moment I tried to pay Todome up from side to neck,
"………………!?
Axial legs were terrible and something dragged me down. [M]
Impact.
A sign that the Immortal escapes.
Turn your gaze. There was a bloody snake tangled in his leg.
The snake - from the cup rolling with the wrist of the Immortal, was crawling out.
I was alarmed.
I didn't know you were planting gestures like this!
[Gu, uhh... Sage, you, really... don't be alarmed...]
I can hear the Immortal.
The serpent was tightening my legs with such terrible force that I could not imagine from his skinny skin.
A vertically torn, emotionless pupil looks at me.
From the fangs of the serpent - dripping, the blood of the Immortal.
The snake rang.
Immortals respond with groans.
[I don't mind...... do it!
With that one word, the snake flies toward my neck.
There was a snake tangled in the arm that was subjected to a rash, and in the gap between its protective gear - the pain ran.
… had been struck with fangs with divine blood that made the target immortal.
An unusual chill is transmitted all over your body from your arm.
Blurred vision.
My consciousness is cloudy.
There is a strange sense of equilibrium, the ground is twisted and shaken.
"Ah..."
In fluffy vision.
The immortals seem blurred to put weapons on me.
Oh, my God.
I have to protect...
- - My vision gradually grew darker, and my consciousness dimmed.