Me and Meer watched from a slight distance as Aro and Trent battled the Eyeball Snake Phase Willow.

Trent remains in a wood-spirited state, held by Aro.

Aro's scattered [mist of the deceased] surrounded him with poor vision.

Aro was stretching his black wings from his back and shooting [Darksphere] at Phase Willow as he flew around between the black trees.

Two [Dark Kaleidoscope] splinters are also shooting [Darksphere] while flying behind Aro.

There were several bursts of [Darksphere] black light on the faces of Phase Willow's large eyeballs hanging.

But Phase Willow barely shows how frightened he is.

He was persistently chasing around after Aro, stretching his neck and trying to fly if there was a gap.

"You're tough, Aiya..."

Phase Willow shakes the majority of its stats to HP and MP, and defense.

There are many resistance skills and high playback ability. Scales and skin are also troublesome.

I have a lot of trouble killing you, too.

"I was concerned about [LV: 83] in this forest. Between hunting and being hunted, you're supposed to be at maximum level or getting killed. Ask me more about the status. I get it. Aiya doesn't have to go all the way to Hekatonkail, but it's pretty persistent."

Meer kept her back in the black Ogi and watched Aro and the others battle with Aiya as she stretched her back.

"I appreciate it being low-level and durable. However, the offense is high there, so I guess it's for real to bring it into proximity, let it hit you, hit you repeatedly, and win the sharpening. Aro, you and Trent have no more opponents to gain experience with. Why did you stop it?

'I didn't want to put you in danger. Truth be told, I didn't want those guys involved in sacred skills-related disputes'

"But I can't go down there anymore. Besides, I don't suppose those kids are going to run, either? Then you should be ready. I had no choice but to do something halfway."

'... oh, you're right'

I snort.

Meer chuckled.

I was watching Aro and the others fight, and Meer was beginning to think that maybe I could trust her.

Certainly there are many disturbing words and actions.

Though incomplete, he also has a state anomaly of the Mad God.

It seems like you're narrowing down the information you talk to me, and it's kind of chiseled.

I guess she's the one looking at reality to confront the voice of God, but the cold thorny words also stand out.

If it's necessary for her, I'm sure she won't hate killing me.

However, if you're going to betray us, I don't think you should make a suggestion like this one.

Even to sharpen my men, it's just too far away.

Plus, from time to time, she looks purely fun.

I didn't want to think that was a lie.

Maybe Lilixiela betrayed me and I got a little used to doubting people.

Seeing Meer live, you've sacrificed so much to fight the voice of God, I felt.

However, that may have been something similar, whatever the degree of difference.

"Nice, Aro. You're blessed with skills, and I can see you're thinking ahead of time about how to move. That's a good point, she is."

I was relieved by Meer's words.

Apparently, it's a good rating.

I may care too much, but I don't want to buy Meer's upset as much as possible.

"It just doesn't seem like she can move around all the time with too much firepower and a lot of trouble. It's time for the MP run out to be close. I'd prefer someone who can push it off with that, but if not, it sounds like you should refrain from threesomes. You should tell that kid."

'Oh, okay. Even so, now that we're here, I think we're just focusing on making a contribution by tapping on them with all our might. "

"I know that's true, but, Aro, even if you're strong at the beginning, you don't have anywhere to collapse from the second half? It's only at the beginning of the battle that we can proceed as we thought we would. If you get disadvantaged, you won't be able to rewind, or you look like the type of weakness that comes out. I'm not trying to say you're mentally weak. Wouldn't there be a lot of ways to fight to keep the first lead or situation you've made and just run away?

"Duh, I don't know..."

"Come on, it's your men, isn't it?

'No, when you're in my sight, there's no such thing as a disadvantage in the first place...'

Of course, I've heard Aro talk about the Three Horsemen's Thermal and when he fought Arane.

I just didn't hear about the war situation I stepped into that far, the reflection on the battle.

"I guess it's too protective. We need to let them go through the fight a little harder. Levels aren't the only thing you get from a life-threatening death fight. Even fight intuition, reading, and running can train. Even if you make up for the mess with taste, the details depend on experience. You've come this far. You know that, don't you?

I feel like I know that.

When I fought Lilixilla's Holy Naga, at first I couldn't read the trajectory of the weapon of light like [Apparagita], and all of it had been driven by a loss of reading.

But in the extreme exchange of life, I began to follow Lilixilla's readings and rushes step by step.

Sometimes I see a pattern of lixilla, but I think the feeling of reading and rushing then would be useful in other fights.

I guess Meer wants to say that the thickness of that pile is experience.

"... I guess so."

I narrowed my shoulders and dropped.

"I'm not blaming you. You kind of stink of preaching."

After laughing, Meer narrows her eyes and regains consciousness to the battle of the Aros.

"[Claysphere]!"

A sphere of earth released from Trent plunders the large eyeballs of Phase Willow.

'Huh, a shame...! It's hard to aim while being chased......'

"Hey, hey, Mr. Trent!

The altitude of the allo went up and down due to the recoil that Trent unleashed [Creasphere].

A liquid ejected from the gap between the eyes of Phase Willow hung onto Aro's left foot.

Phase Willow's Skill [Corrosive Acid].

The black smoke rises from Aro's legs and rots away from his thighs.

Phase Willow is sometimes a bigger winner in terms of status, but the rate of physical damage is faster even though it was almost just plundered.

Besides, the influence of [corrosive acid] is spreading more and more by passing on the body.

"Arro!"

I screamed unexpectedly.

Phase Willow releases a further pursuit of [corrosive acid].

Aro avoided it as he rotated laterally.

That should be called Walpurgis, when the rotation was over, Aro's legs were back on track.

The effects of [immortal darkness] or physical defects may have little effect on Aro.

My legs were really back in a flash. The playback speed was not comparable to [self-regeneration].

"... Mr. Trent, stop the [Claysphere]."

"Yes... I'm sorry, Lord Aro..."

Trent lets his neck drip with disappointment.

"Allo, I don't think you have a problem, but is that kid okay?

That's what Meer said while keeping a grin.

'... this time, it's not compatible'

Phase Willow is slow, and the medium-range attack is not even strong.

I don't have a reach and the skills themselves aren't that fast.

It's just that for that matter, it's a strong melee beating, leveraging HP, defense, and high attack power.

Trent is durable.

However, it is quite painful to be hit unilaterally, helplessly, just against Phase Willow, who specializes in superficial and melee attacks.

If you were going to shoot long-range magic, you could have countered a single shot of magic with a [fairy spell], but it seems that Aiyanyu is not even that type.

It's not like we can't even beat each other up with [immortality regeneration], but Trent will do his best first.

'But it's not like you're not in the fight. [Reaper's Seed] is a skill that continually takes away Phase Willow's MP. He's a good contributor to the fight. "

Moreover, using the magic of [Guard Lost], the defense of Phase Willow is lowered to make it easier to pass through the [Dark Sphere] of Aro.

Those underneath the edges play a clear role.

'Besides, yeah, I'm letting Aro suck my MP by doing what I'm being held by. Well, you can't just keep the Darksphere indiscriminate with a split body. "

"You mean it contributes to the battle... no, it's not something I dare you to say"

Meer stared at Trent, slapping a ton of his own temples.

Or scared after all......