Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Jim moves his increased arm to six and rings each joint.

In the narrow space of the roots stretched out on the body, the eyeballs open.

My eyes become smeared all over my body.

From between the torn coats, a large eyeball emerged in the abdomen, staring at the collector.

"Hung, you look ugly. I didn't know the kingdom of Maharoun had such a ketty rare beast."

A collector laughs at Jim's alien appearance.

But I couldn't hide being strong.

"Has the sword reached its limits better? Hum, I hear you overreacted like Ningen."

Jim shakes up his arm and jumps to the collector.

The collector dodges the first blow by deviating from his body and then turns back and avoids the second as he continues to jump behind his back.

The collector, who can no longer afford it, first releases his knife to his elbow and tries to stop the attack, rather than Jim releasing a third blow.

But the collector's outstretched fingers snapped the moment he touched Jim's elbow.

The collector narrows his eyes depressingly.

Naturally, even as it is now, Jim's all-purpose counter, Dragon Return, is alive.

"Hihohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohoho!

Jim laughs and sets up a chase with another hand.

The collector immediately returns his arm and flushes the fourth blow of the gym to convey his own arm.

Normally, if you prevent an attack with your arm, your guard will be broken down with force moves because the force to receive the attack of the gym will be on the gym's knife by 'Dragon Return'.

I can only recieve it.

Even if we are being narrowed down in our actions, we are running out of options and getting our movements read.

Collectors, who were also inferior in speed, felt sure to be pushed into distress with each hand.

When the collector's attitude collapsed, Jim jumped up into space just waiting for it and eagled his head off.

"Look, now we're stuffed. Hi-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!"

Jim lifted the collector with his own jumping force, releasing a series of knife-piercing hits to his torso with his remaining five hands.

There are holes in the body, and blood and flesh pieces dance.

One spin in the universe with all the todome and beat the collector to the ground with tremendous rigidity.

The collector's body falls on the ground.

The meat in her body was scratched and she looked like a worn rag.

"Ho! I wasted my magic, was there no point in exercising my power so far"

The gym lands and makes a dissimilar laugh.

"For Ningen, what about being good? I didn't expect it to be so sturdy. Hihohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohoho!

Jim, there, separated himself.

The current collector's body moved slightly.

But that can't be right.

It was clear that the human limit had been exceeded by some, and the earlier attack had definitely penetrated several steep points of the human body.

When Jim gets one step closer, the collector gets up quickly.

The collector fleshed to the gym and tried to rip his fingernails off on his chest.

But I can't break through "Dragon Return," and the collector's arm nails peel off and blood blows out of my fingers.

The collector pushes the jim forcefully and uses recoil to escape the intermission.

"Ha, is this unintentional pointless!

A collector rattles his bloody arm and takes his stand.

"You... aren't you Ningen? Why are you alive? No, in the first place, you can't move without hindrance."

"Let me tell you something. Because your poking was weak, you wooden spirits!

The eyeballs in Jim's body stare at the collector and congest his white eyes.

"They did say I was sweet. I never thought I'd be able to slap my mouth down yet. Fine, I'll tear your body apart, chop it up, chew it up, and crush it without leaving a piece of flesh behind."

The gym intertwines and combines the corresponding fingers of the hand to create three sets of hammers, which are hoisted overhead.

He kicked the ground and jumped up, swinging it down for the collector.

"You'll knock me down to the end of the earth! Triple Purgatory Hammer!

The ground smashed and a three-stage earth splash raised as high as a circle tower.

One of Jim's countless eyes captures the collector who was so painfully avoiding the universe.

Jim jumped up to him with his hands in three pairs.

"That's it, we're gonna release the same thing again!

The collector kicks Jim's second wave of 'Purgatory Hammer' and jumps into space.

"That's a cluttered move! What's up, Rare Beast? Isn't it like a warcraft that's really excited!

Then he sees that the third swing is over, turns to the head and taps into the kick.

The "Dragon Return" returns the shock of the kick to his leg, and the collector's body is slapped off his head from the ground.

Jim slammed into the dirt smoke, releasing a pursuit knife.

One of them poked the collector's left shoulder.

Jim bends his fingers and securely crushes his joints as they are.

The sound of bone pulling sounds.

The collector turns his body, kicks the ground and escapes behind his back.

Six hands of the gym open and close.

"He's just good at running away. But I've already captured him. Next, crush your legs so you can't get away with it."

The collector gently touches his own crushed left shoulder.

That's right, he was coming to the brink of full creation, too.

Hanging everything, The Roar of the King's Divine Dragon (Bahamutroa) is not going to do much damage either, and the quicker Jim fights, the quicker he gets.

It was only then that we were able to break through his "dragon flush".

"Why stick so far? For you, who have lived for more than a hundred years, it is only one of several places visited, such as Phage territory. An irrational creature."

Jim asks the collector.

"That's what I found out. It reminded me of something I forgot over the years."

"An unreasonable creature."

"Let's certainly mirror it as unreasonable in the eyes of Old Husband! But it is worth it because it is this peace of mind that I have gained, not a cuss like you!

Jim tried to approach the collector again and stopped moving.

From the universe, a mysterious metal mass has been thrown into the dark blue.

It flew right next to the collector and pierced the ground.

The collector shifts his gaze.

It was a single sword.

I feel the magic all over my skin.

This value was known at a glance because he was a collector who had seen numerous treasures.

As a sword, it emits an unusually mighty aura.

In the middle of the elaborate relief of the pattern was engraved a crest imitating the autem.

The collector pulls the sword out with his right hand and stares at the direction where the metal mass was thrown in.

A breathless Altamia was floating around.

"Witch, what is this!

"That idiot used me to work together to make the quote," The Orecalcos Sword, "a true, phantom copper sword that he was holding back and letting rot in the warehouse! This blade, which sucks and scratches magic, should go through that spirit too!