Soul Eater of the Rebellion

Inhabitants Manticore is a wild beast in the forest.

His face is that of an old man who can speak human language.

However, they are not friendly to flattering, and if they do, they will almost certainly fight.

The lion's torso is as agile as it looks, and it is almost impossible to escape from the pursuit of this monster in the woods, like running in a forest.

The tail of the scorpion is poisonous, and it has twenty-four thorns. Some manticores also fly the barbs and use them as missiles.

Anyway, it was a kind of demon that I didn't want to meet in the forest.

"Ten ten manticores. What kind of meeting, not at all"

A group of Manticores that appear one after another following the winged beast.

I sigh and drop my herbal bag to the ground.

Whether it fights or escapes, it only gets in the way. I swear to recover when things are over.

Encounter "Shishishi! It's not as glutty as a winged beast, but humans are human and tasteful. Curse our bad luck here."

Manticore to mock this. I decided to test if I had read it before.

Tsunekawa "The sun rises from the west, flows backward from the east to the west, and fire burns in the water. What is your heart?"

"Bark, bark, your fate is already determined, shishish!"

Manticore doesn't care at all about these cryptic words.

Speaking a human language does not mean that you are willing to speak.

Manticore is just saying what she wants to say, and is not willing to talk to the other person.

I see, it was exactly as it was written in the material. I wasted no wasted effort.

"The winged beast falls, humans die, our bellies are filled.

Shinso: "If it's fun, die!"

A black sword is held in my hand with the words.

Reeds A herd of manticores swayed as if fluttering in the wind. The individual who has been mocking this has stopped moving his mouth.

Obviously he was on guard, but he wanted to warn him that if he were to be on guard, he would have to wait for his sword. In this state, the guise is just a weapon.

"Eat it all, Soul Eater"

Draw sword.

The manticores move back as if they were scared by the exploding black flash.

Looking down at those beasts, I sank my body. The sword is on the left hip and the cutting edge is on the back.

As a stance, it's close to home, but since my mind doesn't have a sheath, it's just similar.

Kei Put the sword in its position. Shooting techniques were used for flying slashing and fighting the king of flies.

Sada However, it was an imitation of the model performance I saw on the island.

I wasn't mindful because it was still too powerful, but I was interested in what it would be like to put all of my current power on.

Lid the joy released from the curse of level one.

Still cover the assumption that it is still about level 6.

Cover the common sense that you are a human.

No need to underestimate or overestimate. Just purely everything in “now”.

Jin increased. Quality rise. maximum.

Kei It was sworded, but furiously roared. It was like a fire and a little dragon, wrapping around and covering the blade.

The space creaks barely. She is trying to eat her soul soon.

I supposedly felt the instinct of the increase in power.

The manticore mentioned earlier called out loudly to surrounding siblings.

"Ik. Fly!"

"slow!"

As he shouts, he makes a black sword flash to one horizontal character.

Kei A distance that cannot be reached given the distance to the enemy. However, the slashing of the black sword that sucked me a lot changed my distance to zero.

Heterogeneous sword that devours distance, rather than slashes.

No matter how agile the monsters are, this attack does not help.

Multiple manticores screamed in astonishment and distress and fell to the ground, sprinkling blood.

The number is five, just half the flock. Others were either not initially in range of the slash, or responded quickly to the command of the leader and the likely individual.

Looking at the three heads that jumped into the air, I bent my lips.

Turn the point of the sword that was shaken right beside it and fix the sword. Aim at the three Manticores that flew into the air.

Ahead of my gaze, I saw the leader rank astonished with his eyes.

Kill!

Attacks in the air cannot be changed without a wing.

My second strike lightly wiped the three heads.

Originally, Manticore's torso is covered with hard muscles, the outer skin is greasy, and it is not easy to reach the blades to the meat.

However, the black sword cuts the body of such Manticore like tofu.

Each of the human-eating monsters burst their blood splashes, causing three blood flowers to bloom in the air.

Immediately after, a tremendous amount of soul flows in, and the throat is flattened with joy.

After all I am strong. Instantly kills Manticore, who is feared as such. Of course, there is a guise, but that does not deny my own power. In the first place, my attire is my strength, so there's no point in anyone complaining about it.

The speculation on the previous level was correct. At least, my perception so far was wrong. I am clearly convinced of that.

By the way, let's keep the remaining two heads in this condition.

With that in mind, I turned to the surviving Manticore, and I saw-

"Guru ooooooo!"

Wing Beast One manticore's skull was chewed, and the other torso was shattered with a tail blow.

Probably both animals died instantly.

The scales of the indigo wing beast have no parts that are not stained with blood, and more than half of the scales have peeled off, and red meat is looking down from below.

Ferocious At first sight, it was seriously injured. It seemed to be almost dying, but indeed it is known for its violence among the Wyverns.

No matter how much damage they take, they seem to have the power to kick if the opponent is a two-headed manticore.

… Now, the question is whether this wing beast will give me its mighty power.

The result was helping, but I don't think the other side understood it.

Speaking of ferocity, there is no big difference between the blue-winged beast and the manticore. The same is true in the sense of hostility towards humans.

It was no wonder that he was attacking at this moment.

Wing beast By the way, there are times when human beings can be themselves. Here, the Knights of the Kingdom of Canary is a knight that rides on a tame wing beast.

But basically, such winged beasts need to be raised from eggs by human hands. For a wild wing beast, humans are nothing but feed, and no matter how much they grow up, they will not easily get used to.

I hear that the tendency is particularly strong for blue-winged beasts. He has the ability to rank high among Wyvern breeds, so it seems that no one will try to keep it up, but he has never heard of success.

The blue-winged beast, however, gushed at the head of the crunched Manticore and saw me groaning around.

He thought he would come, and he suddenly held a black sword, but unexpectedly the wing beast did not attack.

I'm staring at me with my simpler eyes turned here than I thought. My figure was reflected in a vertical pupil reminiscent of a snake.

Suddenly, the gaze of the wing beast moved away from me and turned in another direction.

Almost at the same time I look at you. One of the Manticores, the leader, was still alive and got up there.

I tongue out if I failed to stop.

The blue wing beast moved here.

There will be a grudge that was just about to be eaten and hurt just before. The long neck of the winged beast swells greatly and something like steam overflows from the mouth.

What is indigo? ?

wait a minute. Is it okay to release the breath of fire in the middle of such a forest! ?

I thought so, but I don't want to go out of my way here and turn hostility here.

I also remember the anger, fear, and remorse that were cornered just before being eaten. He was hesitant to disturb the wing beast trying to clear his grudge.

As a result, the breath released from the blue-winged beast-or rather, a fire bomb that is as large as a human head flies straight in the air and hits Manticore, who is trying to escape with his back.

Suddenly, Manticore disappeared in a fire.

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After that, I explored the nearby forest a little.

I've never heard a manticore make a herd-and even a herd of ten.

This is the first time I have seen a manticore around here. Manticore, who would probably have lived deeper, has flowed out in groups.

Perhaps someone has taken their habitat so far. I thought so.

But looking at thirty minutes or so does not find any clues.

If you follow Manticore's footsteps and get to the bottom, or you may see something, I haven't prepared for it. Above all, there is no point in catching Miroslav for doing such a thing.

For the time being, I had to convince myself to pay attention to the movement of the forest.

When I came back to my place, I was surprised.

The blue-winged beast screamed painfully, but suddenly suffered on the ground.

I realized what had happened before but I realized it.

Manticore's tail is very poisonous. Fortunately, I never did, but it's easy to imagine that this winged beast would have been stabbed many times in its tail.

What do you do?

Fortunately, herbs were just picked like mountains. However, it does not contain a powerful poison-killer that can neutralize Manticore's poison.

If you return to the nest, you will find the poison-killer. I prepared for something in case of confinement.

However, the amount is minimal, and considering the winged beast's huge body, whether it would be effective to drink it all.

Will human medicinal plants work against winged beasts before then?

"To poison ... to poison ... somewhere ... oh, yes! There was a perfect one who neutralized the paralysis poison of the fly king!"

Jira'aoks. Not far from here.

If you wear Kei and run with all your might, you will be able to return in less than an hour.

…… If you think calmly, you don't have to do it to Wyvern, and what if you cut it right now? – I remembered my blunt eyes and was hesitant to do so.

Well, suppose he was a friend who fought together. After the poison has healed, if it strikes ungratefully, then eat it.

I laid my long neck on the ground and saw the painful growling wing beast.