The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

"Uh-huh."

- Enemy attack!

Enemy?

My companions, who were riding the horse and running ahead, stabbed me with a thick black arrow and were often flown off the horse and fell.

Fire arrows, arrows, as well as fireball magic flew in.

It's out of our grasp.

Ambush and ambush from the left.

- Shit, I look to the left creating the rain of arrows, poisoning.

There was a group of people in dark brown.

The wizard puts up his cane, releases a fireball, and whoever he thinks is a light warrior has a bow.

In it I saw a creepy giant armor walking with it.

You think iron masks are iron armor? Do you have about three meters?

Fig. He has a big bow that looks heavy on his thick iron arm.

What if it's a Warganov?

I saw it during the Demon Dragon King crusade, that giant iron soldier.

Apparently, the iron black fat arrow was shot off by him.

In a relaxed motion, he was shooting at the iron arrow.

Also, one of the adventurers is pierced by an iron arrow.

Instead of being a dull looking armored bastard, Iron Arrow's aim is unmatched.

All the members of [Dusk of Rhodelia], who were avant-garde, are fleeing here and there by iron fat arrows, ordinary arrows, horses defeated by the magic of fireballs and lost their masters.

After the horses left, all that remained on the spot was the wreckage of the adventurers who fell to the ground.

Some of them were Kens' bodies who were leading Rhodelia's dusk.

An iron thick arrow was piercing his chest.

This is piercing the heart, instant death?

Iron Tai's arrow also stabbed the wagon. The hardware was broken and the wheel was off.

The body leans and is drawn to the ground. The luggage I was carrying was scattered around.

The horses that were connected to the leather strings were also pulled from each luggage, and they ran away in a rush.

Thick iron arrows like baristas stopped flying, but fire balls and fire arrows attacks were still ongoing.

The fireball also struck directly at the front carriage where the merchant was riding.

Did he hit the flowing arrow? He was dead.

A front carriage without a pilot stops hitting a rock in flames.

Arrows stabbed and rumbled out at the horses that were linked by leather strings, and the leather strings had escaped, as they had just done.

The caravan stops moving completely there.

It's like knowing in advance that the caravan (us) would pass through here, a rush attack.

Annoying anger flies from the adventurers.

But only one front carriage, which was at the rear, remained unattacked.

In the meantime, the faces of the Adventurer Clan [Faddyk's Fang], who was serving as the middle guard under less attack, move out.

Looks like they're going to fight back against the Iron Giant Soldier throwing iron thick arrows from the left.

A few of them scratch the fireballs flying in.

Mm-hmm. What? Just those guys. Behave differently? Two adventurers dressed in dark brown robes were acting differently. When they abandon the warcraft they were on, they are storming from behind the faces of [Fadik's Fang], who were acting to flinch and fight back the blade.

Seriously - you're betraying me here.

That moment, in the back of my brain, yesterday's thing passes.

That a woman adventurer was contacting someone using a transparent eagle.

But the woman adventurer pulled the bastard sword out of her back and protected the front carriage that remained until the end.

Hasn't that red-haired Fran betrayed you? Isn't it an enemy at the moment?

What she has is a hybrid sword, similar to a bastard sword.

It's a one-handed half sword the same size as my Demon Sword Beatto.

Watching Fran act like that, the dark-brown betrayal pair handled contradictory long swords and throwing knives, quickly, one, slashing down with both of them.

Unrivalled skill in handling throwing knives as well as swords.

Must have < throw > skills.

Move quickly and aim accurately.

A knife thrown between the brows of the adventurer who was handling the bow was hitting him.

The face of the Adventurer Clan, which he named [Fadhik's Fang], is slashed in the back and unilaterally killed without being able to fight back any kind except the bowman.

But let me make you regret that I was here.

Targeted one of the dark browns with the opposite long sword (spotter) in his hand.

Stretch the right hand of your bare skin diagonally to the side, put the red axe blade of the demon spear wand gripped in its right hand to sleep and move so that it sounds, then pull the belly of the popobum up at once to the dark-brown robe man.

At that time, the red axe blade of the demon spear collided with a group of rocks that were flying out of the ground, sparks scattered - traces of a fire line on the ground like fireworks pulling a beautiful tail.

The guy wearing the dark brown robe turns to me close by - but slow.

The red axe blade, lit by a flame that swept up as it swept up, captured the neck of the guy wrapped around the robe and cut his neck off.

The slashed head dances to the universe with momentum.

The dark brown hood is stained with torn blood, and the torso with its decapitated neck falls powerless as it ejects blood.

"Become - rock 'n 'roll, shit!

You were outraged at the murder of your people, yelling at them.

- Rocca.

It seems the name of the guy whose neck flew or the first name he named wasn't a fake name.

The dark brown bastard screaming takes off his hood and exposes his face.

His face had grey-blue eyes on his blonde hair, and he was a right-faced man.

He's staring at me.

Ignore such a gaze. Take a detour through the spot in Popobum.

- I checked the perimeter.

They were on the right as well as on the left.

The surviving adventurers, on the other hand, are gathered to barricade the front carriage that remained safely without burning.

Do you want to go back over there and see how it goes?

- Run Popobum to the front carriage.

The surviving adventurers kept their backs in the carriage to keep an eye on the bandits.

Our survival was led by Fran, the red-haired woman adventurer, and a few adventurers who had a good width in the rear.

A shape that protects everyone left around the carriage.

"Looks like you had a traitor. Is this a planned raid?"

"Shit, I'm not following you. Hmm... you're surrounded, Oi, is that Warganov?

"It's true.... That sucks. I can't believe bandit style uses that stuff..."

I also see a group launching an attack from the shadow of a front carriage.

A group of dozens of people in dark brown robes were approaching from around them, mainly the Magic Doll (Woganov).

Apparently, they're completely surrounded.

As I continued to observe the enemy, I found the guy who was staring at me earlier.

Grey blue eyes. The grey-blue-eyed betrayer bastard is also part of the Bandits' enclosure.

But the fire ball attack had stopped on the iron thick arrow.

Looks like you left this front carriage on purpose.

Well, I can't help but look, I'll join their story, too.

"You guys okay?

"Oh, we're safe in the back. But as you can see, this is the only carriage that has fallen and the front carriage."

"Dear Adventurer, help..."

At that time, it was Tajiki, the merchant, who showed his face from under the front carriage.

A totally disgusting look.

They were alive.

"Is he alive? Leave it to me, we're not surrendering to bandits. [Fist of the God of War] All ready for that. Hey, you guys -"

"Yes," "That's right, Gomez," "We'll just keep this place dead."

The members of [Fist of the God of War] seem to have one in three warrior systems, including leaders, wizard type.

"Can you laugh a lot in this situation? I'll buy your intentions, but do you guys have any countermeasures?

Fran, a red-haired man, kept his one-handed half sword horizontal and took the guard's stance, speaking in spicy words with a frown twisted. Still, the leader of [Fist of the God of War] does not look disgusted and answers with a serious face.

"Shayla, can you put up a defensive wall right away?

"Yep. I'm ready."

"Captain, what about me?

"Gio stay by Shayla. - Fran, you're a B-rank, right? Shayla here generates the Circle of Physical Defense magic, and in the meantime, I'm going in."

There the words of Shayla, the wizard, interrupt.

"- Five minutes with magic. When an attack is launched, it will be lower in sequence."

"Right, right. So what do you have, a trump card?

"No, I don't have any skills that can be extended to a wide area, but I'm confident in this long sword and left arm skill. One at a time, you can't lose first."

The red-haired Fran speaks confidently.

"Well, that's a natural answer for a B-rank. If I were a Tyman, I'd be confident, right? But now there are so many passives."

Fran nodded slightly after a conversation with Gomez and turned his gaze to me.

- Is that Fran with red hair?

Sobacus, a slightly oblique eye with a face, but a beautiful woman.

As she herself had spoken, she seemed confident in the treatment of her left arm and one-handed half sword.

He wears a red glove that appears to be chamossica leather with buttons only on his left hand, and he covers that arm with a white gauze to cover his entire left arm to his shoulder.

Is that why it's about skills?

The other day, it might also have something to do with manipulating transparent eagles.

But the transparent eagle that stayed on his left shoulder doesn't seem to be back yet.

Fran was observing me, too.

We kept our eyes on each other silently, but I shifted my gaze to the Gomez.

Gomez's pal, the beautiful wizard, seems to have a defensive spell, so it doesn't seem okay for me and Lolo to move independently.

Ma, whether these guys help or die, it's not what I found out, but let me just say my opinion.

"I have a plan. Plan B."

"Plan B? Hmm, what is it? Sure... you are."

It's Shuya from C.

"Right, you're going to use B's franc? So? What?

It means a little different, but well.

"No, me and Black Cat (Lolo) go in. In the meantime, you maintain a defensive formation, and when the attack gets intense, ask the beautiful wizard there to use defensive magic and build a defensive line. How's it going to be, keeping that wall tight until me and the black cat break the siege?

"... you, asshole?

"No, are you serious? Well, if that's what you're going to say, you can take it personally."

"- Wait, I'll get on that suggestion"

It was the red-haired Fran who agreed with my plan B operation.

"Oh, no, no, just B, you think you're gonna ride this guy's Plan B opinion?

Is Gomez going to say a sprinkle, talk with half a laugh?

"Yes -"

When Fran spoke, the Iron Tail arrow pierced the front carriage,

"You guys are surrounded, surrender adultly!

A thick voice echoed the bandit voice of the enemy.

"- Right, right? Fran says he'll take my opinion. What are you guys gonna do?

"Knock..."

Gomez gives his gaze to his clan mates.

Everyone was staring firmly at the captain's him for trusting Gomez.

"Okay - but hey, I asked for it"

A manifestation of determination, or Gomez, who replied with a giddy eye.

All right, so will you do your best?

- Point your gaze at Rollo.

"Nha."

Black Cat (Rollo) looks up and turns a pair of red eyes at me. I'm sitting on the back of my popobum's head, but it looks like I'm ready to be jumped anytime "

"So long, Fran and Gomez. It's nice to meet you here."

With that said, he manipulates Popobum to the left.

The one on the left has a lot of enemies.

He held a demon spear wand in his right hand and raised the speed of Popobum.

"Rollo, can you hold the Iron Giant soldier dealing with that big bow?

"Ng, ha."

"I saw my legs as weak because they seemed to move, well, I'll leave it to you -"

Speaking so, secure the Demon Spear Wand to the right.

Stretch the red spear of the demon spear to the chest wrapped in a dark brown robe in front.

The red spear spear wand pierced the robe and also pierced the chest.

With a corpse stabbed at the spear tip, he rushes to a dense area of the enemy without slowing down.

- Black Cat (Lolo) also pops up.

As she transformed herself into a black leopard shaped as she ran, she ignored the miscellaneous fish and ran to the Warganov.

Eject the chain from your left hand while capturing the movement of the black leopard black cat (Rolodine) at the edge of your vision.

This skill, chain range and ejection speed are also increasing and becoming faster like bullets.

- Chains that roar up and move like crawling on the ground.

The chain runs through the bowman's legs, and the chain is entangled in his legs like a living snake.

He lifted the Dark Brown Warrior to the universe alive and hit the flesh he caught as it was against the Dark Brown Warrior with the other bow.

Then, exploit the impact of the bump and further entangle the chain in the torso of its bowman.

- Big Sky Avoidance & Birth of the Meat Wall.

Living meat hammers, my God.

And, as I was showing my spare time, two dark-brown bastards, supposedly warrior-based, came running over with a roar. Medium force. But...

I smashed a slightly burning corpse with a spear stung into two of those roaring people.

The two warriors collide with the body and the spear. He falls more and more and steps through it with the heavy soles of Popobum.

I just heard something crushing all the time - jump.

Popobum ran to a place where no one was.

An assassin warrior with a dagger in both hands, seen as capable of an assassination system, approached me to poke around behind my back, targeting a slight braking gap that would occur after the leap.

- The dagger gleams.

Is that a backstab? But activate a skill.

At the next moment, the dagger the enemy had falls to the ground and the assassination warrior blows across.

Yes, I activated the "Distorted Demon Fist" and fed it to the Transparent Fist.

The face of the blown assassination warrior is completely crushed and deformed to a malformed face.

I grabbed the man who blew up and died.

Turn the body behind me and let it drift into the universe.

I used this as Meat Wall Two to protect my back.

I thought it was him next, and the moment I captured the wizard of that enemy in my sight, a fireball was being created. Gowdy, shitty noise compels me.

Deal with it without moving...

The chain was manipulated to collide with the fireball.

Set the fireball against extinguish. The man in the dark brown robe of "Meat Wall One”, where the fireball struck directly, was about to burn black and cut off a thousand legs of the body, so erasing the chains that were involved.

You're a magic bastard.

Let's punish him, stare at the wizard who flew the fireball.

You got a cane? - Wizards need to be targeted as a priority.

Use demon fighting legs, hops, steps and jumps.

Fast forward as you eject the < chain > onto the ground along the way.

Instantly - went straight to the wizard.

Take advantage of its direct running momentum. Strike down the Demon Spear Wand from above and aim to break the wizard's head with a red axe.

But rarely - wizards react.

Use your cane to try to prevent my red axe blade.

But the moment the red axe touched the wand, the wand I tried to prevent burned boggedly, the wand was easily cut off, and the red axe blade was as it were, double-cutting the wizard's head like an electric saw.

The ax blade sinks easily down to the mid chest of the wizard, all the time, making noises, full of the burning smell of meat.

The smell is patient.

Pull out the Demon Spear Wand while kicking that body, then rotate the Demon Spear Wand.

- That's where the arrows flew.

Doss, arrow noise stabbing at meat, dull noise.

- An arrow was stabbing Meat Wall II, which was letting him protect his back.

Fleshwall II is grabbing the body with the clear warped magic hand and floating it into the universe, so it should only look like "just a body floating" to an opponent who can't use the Magic Eye.

The dark brown man, who unleashed the bow and arrow, looked stunned without seeing the sight and shooting the arrow of chase.

Naturally.

The warrior with the bow is not going to let the chase arrow shoot.

Also, use the Demon Leg to fill in time for the Bow Warrior.

Without killing the momentum of the running speed, stretch the Demon Spear Wand and roll out the Spike -.

is a move to wear a spear while twisting and rotating.

The spear at the tip of the magic spear wand and the red axe blade next to it are twisted and rotated at high speed and protrude.

The person who ate this had tragic consequences.

The robe on the chest was creating a circular hole in the chest when it could be torn to get caught in the red ax blade. A burning flame wound of a large circle has occurred around the hole.

The leather armor he was wearing was also peeled off and dissolved in large circles, and the dewy chest wound was lacerated like a flaming three-day moon.

The dark brown bowman looks at his miserable belly with his eyes open.

……

I'm out of line, but the words aren't leaking.

It was falling at the front as it was.

With this guy now, the enemies around here have been killed.

I don't see any enemies nearby, and I'm not responding.

I got a little room, so I'm going after Black Cat (Lolo).

Apparently, he's facing off against the Warganov.

He was entangling tentacles in the feet of an iron giant soldier, tipping a giant.

Keep pulling back...... they're coming this way.

Is Black Cat (Lolo) willing to drag that heavy object?

It's like a toy pulled with strings. The iron chunks are carried in big rashes to the left and right......

There was dust and dust hitting over there.

I hear the dark brown bandits screaming.

Several of them got caught up in a giant iron soldier and died to crumble.

Oh, that's an enemy but tragic end.

"Nah."

Black Cat (Lolo) ended up dragging the Magic Doll (Woganov) this far as he sounded the heavy bass.

I get my prey, so I show you the face I want you to praise.

"Good luck. Lolo, you can do whatever you want later"

The broken metal that was the Warganov is a mess.

Whoa, it was still working.

The impact of hitting people, rocks and trees is highly irregular, but you're tough, you bloody iron man shape.

Let's stab a stop here.

Target the head of a convex, intense cranial metal.

He slapped the cranial metal vertically with a red axe and destroyed it.

Drops of silver and black liquid overflow from the destroyed cranial metal.

So I tried to see Black Cat (Lolo), but I was already in the middle of pursuing a different prey.

They're moving into a chase.

The dark brown ones are running away with their backs pointed at us, sticking tentacle bone swords in their backs, killing them one after the other.

Among other things......

One man in a dark brown robe, spared from Rolodine's pursuit, doesn't run away and "reverse" comes towards me.

There's only one bandit left on the left.

Alone? You have courage.

The guy took off his hood. Huh? Look closely, woman?

"Ahhh, my tot..."

Tot? What are you talking about?