In the chest, the heart carves a beat vigorously.
It's like blood travels all over your body, as well as energy like a magma.
It's been a while since I really decided to break out, but the dragon's power is still spectacular.
"Let it!
Release the lateral kick.
Moving momentum from the axial foot, it thrust forward, directly into the shield of the "soldier class" demon, who brought out a large shield that blocked the passageway.
"Gah!?
I kicked every shield out and hit that torso directly.
The body of the demon, broken in the letter of Kuno, is blown away, flying straight down the aisle and slammed against the wall, and as it drifts, it collapses and becomes dust.
Without watching over it, the hell with the axe swinging through the sideways aisle.
"Hey!
Intense hitting when I step in paying for the axe pattern and lay that elbow against my side head as the paying momentum.
Grab the arms of the good, mesmerized demon, and lift them to the shoulder car as they claw their crotches - throwing them straight to the door close by.
Cracked dry loud noise of wood.
- On the door, the demon's body stabbed.
All I could say was yes.
... only operate in the slums, somewhat distorted outfits but generally full of human-shaped demons.
While I really appreciate that human martial arts work, I check my back.
"Behind you, any anomalies?
"Oh, wow."
"Especially nothing."
"If there's anything suspicious, I'll let you know."
Three people nod violently: Mr. Rod, Mr. Todd and Mr. Gini.
They picked up the fallen demons' weapons, looked blue, and followed me by surprise.
I'd appreciate it if you had the experience of queuing up as an adventurer, keeping proper vigilance on the sides and behind.
Brad said, if you're fighting on a wide plain or boulevard, you're simply well armed, long workouts, though a lot of people say things.
The importance of such elements as land exploration, wisdom, and sensory acuteness jumps in poor prospective forests, ruins, and battles in downtown areas.
It is easy to see "where the enemy is and at what time" if it is a plain or boulevard with a good view.
It is often necessary to prepare basically in advance, proceed straight, shoot or strike with a weapon.
In contrast, in forests and cities with poor vision, it is difficult to grasp the location of the target first.
It's not Yoidon, but when you realize it, the battle is starting, and the opponent is a few more steps away.
Good armed and long trained multitudes can sometimes be flirted with by several prepared amateurs in forests and towns without land exploration.
It is easy for the weak to strike the strong.
That's not why training is pointless, but I can't be proud because I'm stronger.
No matter how much you work out, whether it's through the Word or with God's blessing.
If he stabbed me in the blade in the steeple and died instantly, there's nothing I can do about it.
"Stay alert, please."
I have two eyes, two ears, and one consciousness.
There are only a few directions in which you can pay close attention, and when you are focused on combat, there are moments when your attention to your surroundings is really neglected.
So it was a reassuring material to be entrusted to them three brothers, at least about the rear and side vigilance.
…………
Dim hallway even though it's noon.
The only lights are the slight light inserted through the armored door that remains closed and the magical light created by the Word on hand.
The building that was raided is two stories long and quite deep.
Because of the strong flooding concerns right next to the waterway, we decided that there was no classic, basement tug at the base of this hand.
If the Devils use the Word, or they may not even be able to make it - this is not a permanent base for the Devils, but a base to the extent that it is possible to abandon them at any time.
From cost and return, there is no reason to 'elaborate' that much.
Therefore, I decided that it would be good if I took control straight in order, and I went straight through the building, entering a room with demonic signs, and repeated the battle.
The rooms in the building were not as human as they were creepy.
There are a number of rooms on the slab floor that seem to be empty, to the extent that some garbage has been rolled.
I've defeated nearly ten demons so far.
"Hey, hey, where are they sleeping?
Though Mr. Todd may have some questions.
"The demon of Nara is a transcript of the other world. I don't sleep, I don't eat."
"To?"
"So maybe this is their room. … This is what I live for."
Late at night, when everyone falls asleep.
A few demons waiting in an empty room of carrots, blinking their shitty red eyes into darkness, without even sleeping.
You imagined such an unpleasant sight, the three of them looked worse and worse.
In fact, although it's a creepy story, I don't have time to follow this heck. It's a battle against time.
"... Yikes"
I kick open the next door vigorously. [M]
Sometimes, though badly behaved, in these circumstances, enemies wave up their weapons across the door and wait.
It's the Stone that kicks it and sees how it goes.
And then...
"... eh"
Unexpectedly, I breathed.
There was no demon in that room.
Bubububububububu, and countless bubububububu bububububububububububu bububububububububububububu bububububububububububububububububu bubububububububububu
There were white, small, fat maggots crawling around on the floor.
- Bad smell that delays and stimulates your sense of smell, muddled cages, and your nose is about to bend.
I walk into the room silently with my face raised. [M]
"Hey, what's …………………"
"Don't you have a demon?
"Here, what room…………………"
Three surprised people followed me, whispering or something.
I understood what that was, lost my complexion, held my mouth down and stood still.
I look terrible too. [M]
- At the end of the open door, the dining room was littered with rot and human bones.
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Meals as daily sales.
Warm dishes lined up at the table.
Marie taught me the dignity and irreplaceability of such things.
This was the kind of sight that trampled the mud on such an important thing.
Sprinkle the rotten odor, a pot with a puffiness.
Decay juice stained on the desk and boned meat rolling messily without dishes.
In the corner of the room, bones and rot rolled with a degree of mess, except because it was in the way, and there was a rotten gut floating in the puddled rotten juice.
From the shape of the lumbar bones, ribs, and skulls, you can tell that the majority of them belong to people.
"... ugh, pu..."
"Ugh, yeh..."
"Ohh... Ho ho, ho ho...!
Leaving three people vomiting at the entrance to the room, I walk into the room silently, paying my respects.
- What is unforgivable?
- What I can't forgive is that they don't need to eat.
…………
The demons of the other world do not need nourishment from eating.
Thank you. They're moving Mana or something to the power source. I'm not that hungry for fatigue.
So this is a play (...).
I try to imitate humans, cook them in half of the play, the dining table, that sort of thing.
The ingredients - yes, the alternative (...) is fine.
Because this is a game.
Such a wreck of thought can tell it's possible.
I've seen the evil taste products of demons many times over the past few years - and this has been, for a long time, extremely extreme.
…………
A pile of rolling rot and bones, full of maggots and maggots.
Before that, kneel down.
"-" Illiminale Welmis "," Illiminale Insecta ", except for worms of verse"
Speak of the Word of the Worm and drive away the worm.
It was like a black mist.
Hands together, eyes down.
God.
Please, lead their souls to the field of joy.
Peace be upon his heart until the time when he returns to his circle. Rest in the soul.
…………
- Short, and still praying with my thoughts, I got up.
I've been dominating the ambush momentum so far, but it's time for my opponent to start sensing the raid and getting his attitude in order.
The demons you encountered haven't let you get away with it, so you still haven't grasped who I am.
I mean, for the devil, a handful of raids that are unidentified.
Once he pulls back and re-establishes his posture, he is forced to choose whether to strike back or to surround and kill him on this occasion.
Although it is safer to pull, the fact that 'defeated' will throw away the noisy reputation they have built in this slum.
If you pull potatoes in a place like this, you'll have to think about the rest of your activities.
"Maybe it's time for the big one."
Tell that to the three brothers who were breathing roughly.
In a state of tension, I saw all this stuff - on the contrary, their eyes stood still whether they were ready.
It was the moment when they looked at each other and nodded at each other.
- The demons jumped from upstairs, along with the sound of breaking the ceiling.
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It seemed like a strange synthesis of people and fish.
Slightly left and right away, popping cloudy eyeballs.
Scaled skin on a shredded nose. Crushed neck skin.
I knew it was Juagun, a brutal "captain" demon (daemon) with a raw, muddy odor and rusty armor.
Surrounded by Juagun are the Soldier Droppers (Spawn). All fully armed with armor helmets and swords and hammers in their hands.
He comes at us, shaking his body every odd way.
To that sight...
"Oh, wow!?
"Ahhh!
"Hii!?
Behind me. The three of them raised their voices like that and sounded doozy and rushing out.
"Gi, gi, gi, gi"
Huagun laughing abusively.
"How dare you when you're a child?"
I ignored the front door and stepped in.
With one leg, he jumped inside of the room, paying off Juagun's spear, and waved his arm forcefully -
"Hih?
I slapped my palm bottom in the face.
Juagun's cheekbones crumble, his neck twisting at once, blowing away as he wrapped the table around it, clashing against the wall.
Many broken turbulent pile teeth flew through the universe.
- As it were, I had a storm.
When he hits the nearest dropper (Spawn), he pierces his neck with one piercing hand and snatches the hammer (Mace) without pulling it out and flashes as he looks back.
Two bodies smashed their torso by a horizontal giraffe, broken into clumps and blown to the wall.
- At hand, the hammer was completely bent.
I thought it was a normal weapon, but I threw a crooked hammer and smashed my whole knee.
I just can't get away with it, and I shake my legs up to make a stop blow.
Out of the way, my heart beats.
My whole body gets hot.
Kick your head off.
A kicked neck stuck straight into the ceiling.
An overwhelming force that springs up.
Some kind of pleasure overflows from the brain.
Next. Receive swords swept down from left and right, those of the cluttered sword muscle with both arms.
Wave your fists and release your kicks at the demons with your eyes open.
As if beating even with soft oil clay, the bodies of the devils are lightly submerged and ripped off.
"O, ooh, ooh!!
Long time ago, it's been on my mind.
There is no shortage of hateful enemies, reasons to fight, to wield power……
- Don't be proud of this power, but be careful. Otherwise it will be a factor of doom.
"…………!
Bite your teeth off.
Breathe deeply, calm down, and sum up the movements that were about to become a big wave of strength.
Carefully ignore the wild urge within.
Not impulses and outrages.
Control the Droppers (Spawn) with body stained workouts and techniques.
- Man can be cruel everywhere when he fights with righteous wrath.
The more name you have for just being violent and good, and the more justice you have to punish your opponent, the less forgiveness people have for their enemies everywhere. The shackles of violence fall off.
That's when the dragon curse stains out.
"…… ha!
No matter how much you come to your head, you must not remove the shackles, while again telling yourself to slip the blade tip of the sword that you took in the gap of the last united armor.
Pierced.
The deaf scream, the dropper (Spawn) becomes dust -
"Is that it?"
If you realize it, there's no Juagun who beat you up first.
If you look around, a trace of black blood is heading from one of the doorways to the hallway.
"…… Ah!
Shit, I thought I ran out into the hallway - but there was an unexpected sight there.
"Oh, Holy Knight."
"Hi-hi, hi-hi!... a special medal, right?
"Yay! Way to go............!
Juagun, who had his hands and feet skewered with a sword and had been stung on the floor, was there.
Surrounded by - Mr. Rod, Mr. Todd and Mr. Zini's three brothers.
"Hey, Holy Knight!
"After all, I thought I ran away and completely forgot about you hahahaha!
"I could have hit you well and unexpectedly! Wor, thank God."
They suffered some wounds and had too many tears of fear at the end of their eyes.
Still laughed proudly at me.
- Leave it to me. If something happens to you, run, hide...
- So, if you're lucky, let's poke a gap and stab him.
- It's a demon slayer. You can spend the rest of your life talking grass, right?
"You're good at running, us."
"Yes, yes, yes."
"This is all we can't lose"
I laughed, too, because of the tension in the battle, or so that the three of us could keep laughing in tears.
- The terrible dragon's violent urge had already vanished somewhere.