The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

No way. Satoru himself in service was even the most surprised.

I knew you two had escaped at the end of this narrow passage.

Anyway, if it were so narrow, you would have thought that the giant Astarus would never be able to get through.

However, when Satoru asked Astalus to widen it so that it could move on, I thought it would go along with breaking the wall perfectly, but I didn't expect to use both hands to push it forcefully - to its too substandard power, the laughter stuck up, but with such a detachment I ensured enough width for Astalus to pass through, and finally paired it with those two face-to-face.

"Oh, could it have been in the middle of fun?

Tell Satoru to mock Sicio overlooking him. And this guy's an idiot, and Satoru almost got a laugh out of him.

That figure who took off his pants and exposed his lower body is nothing but a pervert. Though I don't even have to think about what the hell you were trying to do with such a crude substitute.

However, Satoru knew beforehand that Cicio would not extend to the act. Because it has also been well appraised in Ibir Eye regarding Mai.

At that time, I was also aware of the effects of the equipment. There's nothing you can do in Cicio, where you've lost one arm, more than have a guardian ring. Besides, it is not that easy to reuse once you solve the beast change.

There's no way I was worried about Mai or anything like that, but it's not pleasant for Satoru to have Sisio's wish come true before he dies.

I can't wait to see what it looks like now that I'm rather inhibited from doing it and angry as I don't want to.

"And, Temehe! What the hell is Temehe! Who the hell are you, Cora! Teme's the one who's around killing the class, isn't he? What the hell kind of resentment do we have and do this!

Cicio screams. Declare that. Until then, all I felt was cockroaches making a fuss, Satoru.

"What, grudge," he said?

That's all you can't miss. The word rekindles the heat of resentment that boils down in the abyss of Satoru, turning it into a fire, making the whole body hot and hot, rolling.

"Well, isn't it time to hide it"

I stopped vocalizing. Tell Ciccio that in his original voice so he can understand.

Cicio opened his eyes. The voice - and it also seems to recall something.

And Satoru opens its face. Expose the hateful face hidden behind it.

"So, Temehe, Satoru! Temee or Satroooooo!

"You're right, Cicio! I've been waiting for this day! I'll crush you on this day.

Sisio yells up with an angry look. Satoru shouts back with a face that hosts a pure black grudge.

"Temega-san, take me! How dare you! Don't let that shit stare down at me from the top! There's no way Temee could be in that place! Temeh is a weak man! We shake, we fall, we lick the ground, we crawl, that's you! It's only at the threshold of my violence, Temehe! Why are you here? Why are you staring down at me? Temeh would be a piece of sacrificial garbage that should be sent straight to the death row. Ahhh!

"Huh? Hey, what do you mean? And Satoru, or him?

"What are you mistaken for? How long have you been caring for the mighty? Don't be ridiculous! Why am I here? So? You said this earlier, what the hell kind of grudge do you have? And ask the other way around, why didn't you think they resented you? Why did you think I wasn't here? Why did you think you could live in peace without any punishment? That can't be right! There's no way that's stupid! The sins you have committed must be atoned for with your own self! That's why I'm here, from the bottom of hell, leading the devil, and now you! This is me! Condemn me! To the point where I feel raw, like I'm going to hell!

Satoru's proclamation ends. It is a clear declaration of vengeance. I won't let it end with just death. I won't let you die easy.

I don't tread the same as a shark. Now it was surely time to inflict hell, no, more suffering than hell, whose determination dwelt violently in his voice, in his eyes, and in his soul in his face.

To that kind of madness, the way Mai watched behind Cicio doesn't know how. Confused in those eyes.

"You're not doing too well, Satoru! Temehe is only a miscellaneous fish when it comes to games. He's a crumb character! I'll prove it to you now!

What the hell drives him that far in this situation, Cicio jumps up with an angry look, sattles up and reaches a straight line, to the top, over Sattles head, slaps the sword he shook up against Sattles' skull.

All over his face, no, a flash of blood vessels floating all over his body and expanding his muscles until he's fully open - but Satoru takes it easy. Position the azotto sword with both hands and use the shaped wings to support it.

Sicio's full blow will not reach Satoru at all. There is no way it will arrive.

If this were not a ship's arm, with both arms, and in full condition, it would not have been so easy to take Sicio's attack on the brain muscle.

Even if he's not a lion, Sicio's attack power is nearly 50,000 vegetarians, and now a blow is a furious blow to his skills.

Naturally, there is also an increase in attack power for that matter. But Sicio, completely exhausted in the earlier battle with Astaros and losing one more arm, has not been able to do a third of his best.

I hope I left it to my anger to jump on, but that's all. It's just a fig that I left to the fierceness of the occasion, such as Cicio's anger, in the first place.

Besides, he was still licking Satoru despite this situation. No matter how Cicio estimates up there nowadays, he's just a wild dog who's scanning and squeaking in an elaborate vanity.

"Kuh, stupid! Oh, my God, I'm Satoru."

"Know all about yourself, such as pointing a blade at the Lord!

"Guha!?"

The blade and blade rub against each other, and the thorn of the twig stretched from the heradonna stabs the neck of Sisio, who remained in the air only for a moment.

Sisio's posture collapsed due to the act, falling head-on toward the ground.

He struck his whole body hard without even taking the receptacle.

"What's that?

"Yes, it's a little poison. Of course it's not like dying instantly, it's about twitching and eroding your whole body."

To Heradonna's answer, Satoru hoists the corner of his mouth. Cicio is just a high level and his body is quite sturdy.

The position at which Cicio began to fall was the equivalent of a three-story building, but life does not seem to have anything else.

However, she repeatedly vomits because of the effects of the poison.

But there's no way I can convince you of that degree of suffering.

"Shit, why am I looking at you like this?"

"Hmm, the lack of a left arm doesn't seem balanced either, yeah, it's a corner, so I'll fly you another one."

"Huh? Hey, wait! Ma -"

Sicio looks back like he could have played to Satoru's voice. But at that moment Astaros' axe swung down, cutting ahead from Cicio's shoulder on the opposite side.

"Ahhhhhhhh! Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!

Screaming and gobbling and rolling around. Satoru thought it was too ugly.

Satoru and Sicio broke my whole body many times, but I'm not supposed to be exposed to anything so unusual.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Ahhh! I apologize for what I did to you! 'Cause I apologize. Ahhh!

"Huh? Hey, what is this... hey! I'll do it to a boulder."

"Speaking of which, you, I thought you said earlier you were gonna drag my gut out or something -"

Mai, who is watching in the invisible walls, tries to make her stop raising her voice to see if she feels any nasty signs.

But there's no way a voice like that could reach Satoru. Above all, Mai herself is nothing more than Satoru's object of revenge.

"Don't! No, please don't, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, oh, no, no, no, my belly, my belly rips. Uh-oh, oh!

Astalus' giant hand peels Sisisio's armor with glitter, further feeding his fingers into his abdomen.

The bragging abs that were cracked by Vakibachi are also like a bad slime if hung by Astaros' power.

Merrimeri and abs break deeper. That's in a physical crack that the person never wants. I mean, it's torn.

"Heradonna, please"

"Yes, I'll take care of it"

A thin tentacle stretched from Sisio's falling ground into Sisio's belly, whose contents are becoming evident.

"Oh, my God, what the fuck!

"Calm down, that's treating you to reduce bleeding and improve your regenerative abilities so you don't die easily. I mean, I don't want to kill you easily."

"Hey, hey."

At the end of the tentacle procedure, Astalus' fingers broke into his stomach again and Sisio's screams echoed.

Naturally, the pain is inflicted to the fullest, but neither fainting nor madness will allow you to die easily.

"Gu, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Zurizzly, and the colon did the small intestine thing pulled out. But I don't take it all either, and I dare to leave it in a way that sticks out of my belly.

The act of trying to understand my miserable appearance.

"Oh, but when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when, when,

Once Astalus' hand motion stopped somewhat pulling out of his bowels, he rushed under Mai behind him as Cicio made his way through his face with tears, nosebleeds and bleeding from his mouth.

But naturally it will be inhibited by the invisible wall created by Mai's ring.

"Meeee! Please help me. Ooh! Come on, let's go inside. Ooh!

"Oh, oh, no, no, no."

But Sicio's wishes were also vain, and Mai fell on the spot unconscious all the time.

He may have forgotten what circumstance Ciccio himself is in, but now he has lost both arms, with his bowels sticking out of his belly.

Besides, my face, covered with tears and blood, is close to the carbide, and I can't help but bear the shock.

"Hey, Mai! What are you doing? Whoa! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

"Hey, Astaros, your legs are next."

Ruthless news to Sicio, who desperately clings to Mai. Though the giant nods at Satoru's life and stretches his arm to his left leg.

"Hold on! Wait, wait, wait! Right, here, let's do this! Let's help!

So Satoru waited for Astaros once, and cooperated? and whispered that frown.

"Oh, yeah. Hey, you can't deal with me now, can you? Oh, you may not know, but, oh, it was that Akechi who told me to sacrifice to annoy you! You know what? The only person you really deserve revenge for is Akechi! So help me out here..."

"I know."

"- Yes?"

"So once I knew the story, I've heard that from the people who killed him."

The look on Cicio's face, which was just not pale, stains even bluer.

But still, Sicio didn't give up.

"Well, that would be outrageous! Work with me, Satoru! Oh, he didn't like me either! Besides, now you can do whatever you want with that woman there! Oh, work with me, and you're done with this Mai! Then we'll kill Akechi!

I'm going to suggest that, Cicio. The desperation of that misunderstanding is so funny, all I get is a dry laugh.

"You really don't know anything. Surely Akechi and the woman there are my avengers."

"Oh well! Well, then! We're in agreement! The two of us."

"But it doesn't make a difference that you're my vengeful opponent, Sicio! That's how Temehe put my sister in the eye!

To Satoru's cry, to his appeal, Cicio trembles his shoulders with a victory.

But I look up at Satoru as if he were a dumped puppy, and I keep talking about it.

"Hey, what, you know what? You were still obsessed with that."

"... you mean?

"Oh, yeah, you're just my sister, right? I did offend your sister, and then I beat her up, chopped her up, and ended up killing her, drunk as she cried out. But what happened to it? You're just my sister, right?

…………

Satoru lost his word. What the hell is this guy talking about? and I can't stop trembling.

"Whatever you think, can I say my bloody sister? You're only one of the many people in the world, right? You, well, you have such great powers, but don't stick to such a small thing. Nothing. You didn't do it every night with your sister, did you? Oh, or were you doing it? But what did you do to my dead sister when you told me to forget, look at me now, look at reality? More than that, let's have fun now, offend this woman together, oh yeah, you just have to kill her like a sister. I'll give it to you. If you do, you'll know how I feel, too, Guaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Astaros was pulling his right leg off. And my left leg without getting my hair in.

Satoru's eyes were filled with tears. I regretted it and couldn't help it. Why this guy? Why, above all, did my sister have to be molested by an indefensible filthy being who did not even deserve this crumb? Why, I had to die.

This, to such a scumbag. To the filth, to the pests, to the demons...

"Oh, I'm a demon, too."

I stare at the Book of the Devil as I recall.

"Shit, I don't, I don't want to die yet, I don't want to do more women, I want to force women, and yet..."

"... Astarus, pull that crude thing off"

Those eyes were even cold. If the opponent goes too far out of the way, the opposite is to restore calm.

"Hey, what, hey, hey, hey, don't be ridiculous! Stop, stop! That's all! When that's gone, I'll, what the hell am I supposed to live for? Aah!

"You know what, fool?"

Lightly discarded, Astaros squeezes as much of Cicio's crude as he wants.

"Pu α * % # $p!?"

Sicio's unspoken voice. A butch and a thousand chopped crude pieces and two balls were slammed to the ground and crushed as much as they wished with Astaros' huge legs.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Sicio's screams echo through the hall. Rubbing on the floor where it's gone, I tear it down.

Satoru finally stepped down on the front of such an unusual and foolish Cicio.

"... to be honest, I'm confused about what to do too, when you're as guessy and helpless dirty as you are"

"Satoru, hey, remember, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. I I forced you to take it from me! Do you regret it? Do you regret it? Crying, brother, screaming for help, that face, I can't wait. Ahhh! Unexpectedly, over and over again. Whoa, whoa!

At that moment, Satoru's sword was cutting Sicio's jaw. The tip flies from just the bottom half of the lip and is beaten to the ground with bechar.

I couldn't hear this guy anymore. I wanted to erase it from my sight now.

But at the same time, I wanted to give this man a taste of all this hate.

So Satoru...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Hang up! Hang up! Hang up! Hang up! Chop it up! Put all your hatred on your sword, and breathe down the flesh of the remaining Cicio. Scatter it, dozens, hundreds, thousands of times - your ears fly, your skin rips, your eyes chop, your nose chops up, your torso relentlessly turns into a mince, and -

'Satoru, that's already dead. To the boulder. "

"Gu, ahhh!

I heard the thoughts of the Book of the Devil, and at the end I cut off its neck. It had become so unclear what its original face was already like that it jumped the floor, rolled and stopped moving.

Then he stabs his sword on the floor and breathes on his shoulder as he brings it on.

"Dear Satoru -"

Heradonna speaks to Satoru like that.

"... Now the three men in land, sea and air have killed. It's all right, Heradonna. I'm still sane. Because from now on, my revenge will continue."

Still stunned, eyes on Mai, yes, Satoru said...