Reborn as the Hero’s Daughter! Time to Become the Hero Once More! (WN)

Cain is approaching me, imitating Lyle. The figure had already deviated from that of man.

Horned hands and feet on a long stretched neck. There are even more joints.

This is probably the result of even more hands on dubious kusuri from scratch so that they can be adapted to the harsh environment of the battlefield.

It is true that if such aliens formed a herd and attacked me, the morale of the soldiers would also collapse.

It was produced by the Lemek family to rebel against the royal family in the first place. It is not a raw and half effect.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

A big, shaken arm descends on me. Its thickness, as well as the sharpness of its nails, had the destructive power to turn humans into ground meat in one blow.

I'll step in and take that nail. The magic of change (polymorph) reflects a familiar subject, but is not inherited until a gift.

My body is the same as Lyell's, but I don't have a Toughness gift. As a result, it is only much less durable than Lyell.

But after years and decades of foolish workouts, the flesh took Cain's blow lightly to show.

"Oh, wow..."

It was myself, whoever it was, who accidentally raised the exclamation. Of course it was because I was convinced I could, that I went into the action of taking it, but it was far less burdensome than I expected.

This would also take an evolutionary Den fist.

But now is not the time. It's better to do something about the literally rampant ex-caine in front of you.

I twist the arm I received so that it stays twisted and disfigured, while paying my feet.

Cain's body, grabbed and twisted up by Lyell's rigidity, rotated horizontally with the ground and slammed from head to ground.

He slapped his heel against the elbow of the 'guy' and broke his heel as he stepped and smashed his joints.

Not only that, but a radial crack runs in all directions, trampled to the floor.

Cain doesn't just get hit as well, but he tries to distance himself by twisting himself as he screams.

Of course that elbow is under my leg, so the motion is sealed.

But Cain, who had lost his pain, his reason, and even the shape of a man, was not obsessed with that degree of triviality.

Try to roll the ground and get a distance. Of course the movement is prevented by a trampled arm.

But with that arm ripped off, I roll. Besides, that arm was regenerating with tremendous momentum.

"That regenerative power... you totally took in Troll's abilities, didn't you?

What he was using on his pills was fan gas powder. Fangas doesn't have that much regeneration.

He also considered the military use of Kusuri as an example, and it is believed that he mixed in troll material to further improve his environmental applicability… blood, etc.

Its regenerative power is like a troll itself. However, there seemed to be a corresponding risk. Does that mean that loss of reason?

This regenerative power does pose a threat. Once the average soldier saw this monster, he accepted to sail his ass and escape.

If the army of Lemek, inferior in number, were to target the usurpation of kingship, it would have made us a force of no more.

But now, standing in front of Cain is this me, Reid, who even defeated the Evil Dragon. And the flesh belongs to Lyell, who pierced the guardian of the evil dragon.

I won't flinch against this enemy, and I won't despair.

Cain shows adaptations for all kinds of damage, but Lyell's power should have even allowed him to break through that defense.

Not to mention I'm the one in it right now. I don't have Toughness gifts, but conversely, I can continue to use the gifts I have from the beginning.

In other words, I am now in a state where I can use a gift of yarn for Lyell's flesh.

I can fight in this privileged stature the way I figured it out.

I can't even imagine how many attacks we're going to launch from here.

Besides, Cain's tactics are a bad idea.

You're going to roll away from me, take a distance, and leave the safe zone, but that distance is more my killing range (Killzone).

The reinforcement grant (enchant) is activated with the function of the armor to align the force of the manipulative thread with the muscle fibers.

Even though I feel tough, I feel Lyell's body get even stronger.

After regeneration, Cain lowers his profile in an attempt to come here again.

I swung the yarn through the sideburn to jump its neck.

Gow, and the wind chipping sounds like some yarn shouldn't go up.

At the same time, my body was about to be blown away by a storm caused by that roar.

Desperately set foot and stay on the spot. But Cain, who had received so much power properly, was in an even worse situation.

The head hit directly by the thread makes the sound of a pong, bouncing like a balloon and flying.

The blushing right shoulder could be played as well, and the ripped right arm from the root danced the circle and the universe.

loss of the head, which means death as life. In other words, Troll's regenerative power seems to have been lost in this blow.

If they were just parasitized by fan gas, they might have manipulated the body and attacked it as if it were their instincts, but the kusri mixed together with something else should be tied to the definition of life on the contrary.

Later, if we can't sustain our lives as fangas, that is, dismantle them until they are finely cut, the battle will be over.

Cain's death confirmed the end of the fight, but that's not all that matters.

The shockwave of yarn had reached behind the cain, crushing the walls of the warehouse. Most of the fragments flew outside the warehouse, but some of them splashed inward as well. Apparently one of them hit the cloud's head directly.

"Uh-huh?

A cloud that raises its strange voice and awakens, but that's not all mine can do.

Because the scaffolding, which was the starting point of the blow that scattered so much destruction, was unbearable.

In the first place, my foot was on the verge of collapse when I stepped on Cain's arm and a radial crack entered it.

Thanks to the overlap of strong steps to strike out a blow there, my feet crumble lightly.

"Ah, Lye -"

Cloud, who looked at me, seemed to say those words for a moment, but I didn't have to confirm them until the end, and I fell downstairs with the rubble.