The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

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| Generate the magic that dominates integer values and name it "Bloodthirsty"

╞ Receive nothing

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Touch my hand and give the subject an integer value and the name "blood".

Add 1 to the mass of "blood" and replace the added value with "blood".

Return the "blood" after processing.

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"" Bloody (Roadblood) ""

Whimpering, at the same time, my mother's blood, which was attached to my palm, overflowed with "gobbling" noises.

3653; Blood Festival Decree 9566; 3663; 3663

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| Generate the magic that governs integer values and name it "Blood Festival Decree"

╞ Receive nothing

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Touch my hand and give the subject an integer value and the name "blood".

Multiply the mass of "blood" by 5000 and replace the multiplied value with "blood".

The multiplication orientation of the material mass shall be the default and shall be replaced by the orientation member of "blood".

Set the aperture value to 4 and replace it with a "blood" aperture value member.

Return the "blood" after processing.

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"Blood Festival Decree (Tasteblood)"

Blood, which instantaneously amplifies the mass of matter 5000 times, bursts at an absurd rate and momentum.

When the air sounded like it could play, the next moment a bloody bandit was sticking against the wall on the other side.

Beh, and I saw a bandit who fell into a sea of blood, and I thought I killed him accidentally... but I was relieved that the bandit coughed up with groans.

Good, he was alive...

- Because this guy is scattered and vibrating, and he turns it into a corpse that won't be noticed that he was human, regretting what he was born to be.

I walk loosely through the sea of blood and approach the bandits, bathing like rain the massive amount of blood that has bounced straight against the wall.

The bandit who was crawling noticed my watery footsteps and said, "Hih!?" and tried to rush out with a pitiful scream.

"" Needle (Medical Rifle) ""

Now the blood that set the aperture value to the maximum and let it eject like a laser shot through the foot of the bandit who tried to escape.

Bandits scream deaf, dirty screams and they're blood. When they fall all over the place, they're stuffing and suffering with their right leg contained.

Oh, you can't run anymore. Well, I didn't mean to let you get away with it from the start.

The bandit, who seems to have finally realized he can't escape, next came under the grip of a knife.

I'm retarded.

"" Needle (Medical Rifle) ""

Left foot.

A bandit who could no longer support his body fell unnecessarily.

"" Needle (Medical Rifle) ""

Right arm.

I removed my only weapon, the knife.

"" Needle (Medical Rifle) ""

Left arm.

I was screaming and crawling and trying to escape, so I finally crushed it.

Looking down at the bandits screaming like crazy, I was overwhelmed with delight and accidentally caught the corner of my mouth.

A bandit who sees my expression like that opens his thin eyes to the limit and starts to rattle and frighten his teeth.

... rude one. My smile is like an angel, because it's a reputation from all of us.

A bandit who can barely move his hands and feet, and still desperately lags behind in trying to distance himself from me.

I slowly walk and pack my distance, thinking about how I'm going to suffer this guy, that's all.

Shall I boil your blood from your fingertips in turn?

Shall I freeze the roots of my hands and feet?

Shall I amplify the bioelectricity in your body and make you dance?

Shall I blow your teeth up one at a time?

Shall I make my clothes heavier than automobiles?

The poor bandit is crying and saying "help me" what a fool.

You haven't figured out where you're standing yet.

There, "Kill me with ease," right?

Of course, I'm not going to ask you to do that.

I'm going to recreate hell in this room.

I smiled at the desperate apologetic bandit and decided to teach him how to apologize for not having done so (...).

I reach out my little hand quickly and grab the bandit's nose.

"'Strong sincerity'"

The bandit, whose nose weighed 300 kilograms, drowned his head (like this) at me with momentum that seemed to crush his face.

That's right. A sincere apology is something that needs to be done.

He's drowning in blood all over the floor. Step on the head of a bandit, grinding.

... Ok, I've made up my mind. Let's slash the same spot as your mother first, and then we'll burn her wound.

And I'm gonna crush the same place this guy kicked your brother with a rock.

Then I'll execute all the executions I just came up with and still feed the pigs if they're alive!!

"Ugh...... hehe, hahahaha!!

I'm blood. Lifting the knife that was sinking all around, I lifted it up on the back of the bandit.

Ignoring the screaming and screaming bandits that no longer made sense, I tried to open my mouth to manipulate the weight of the knife.

- At that moment.

"Enough, Sefi!!

I was wrapped in something warm at the same time that the knife I had in my hand was paid to fly away.

... brother?