At first glance, it looked just like the river slime.
The size seems pretty much the same, except for the spherical areas in empty barrels.
Just one thing, there was a decisive difference that anyone could tell right away.
The water sphere was just about the height of an adult's face without sound.
More momentum rainfall grains constantly fall from overhead.
Strangely, however, there is not a single ripple floating on the surface of the red sphere, rather than a splash.
It was stationary in the universe, showing a different presence, as if it were a big rainy Shizuku that fell to the ground.
In its appearance, which draws a line with other monsters whose creatures have mutated, Thor leaks the verses that come to mind to his voice.
"No way,... is that the evil spirit of red water?
"No way, old Tor. All right, slow down... don't ever find me."
"No, it sounds like it's too late. Looks like they noticed."
A spinous projection, which was not there until just now, floats innumerably on the surface of the sphere.
Apparently, I was sensed to have < restored > Diargo's fighting spirit earlier.
Ready, Thor quietly reached for the sword pattern.
When it comes to the threat feared in the bloodshed river hunting grounds, there are many adventurers who cite the great outbursts of havoc and rampant hippocampus that even cut off the iron of red shell crabs.
But it was overwhelmingly decided that the people who had long experience in the river would keep their mouths shut.
"If there's a chunk of water floating around, never come close. That sucks."
An evil spirit in red water is a monster whose occurrence is confirmed in the bloodshed river basin during rainfall.
The classification is spiritual and the attribute is water.
It is said that this spiritual system does not come from living beings, but is created by the combination of natural phenomena with temperament.
Because of this, the appearance becomes a unique form, but for some reason there can be odd contradictions that superior species become human.
It is an outbreak from a natural phenomenon, so it does not have a predatory impulse, etc., but instead it possessed a troublesome nature.
In response to the struggle and magic that men possess, they are attacked.
And a troublesome feature of spiritual monsters was the fact that attacks by normal weapons were almost ineffective.
Since the original is air and water, it doesn't work just to change shape slightly.
The only way you can defeat it is to destroy the area called the Spirit Nucleus.
If it is a magic technique of the attack system, it is possible for the magic powers to interfere with each other and stop moving aimlessly.
However, the Red Iron Class, which plays a role in the hunting grounds of this bloodshed river, is finally at the mid-branch level.
The only things that can be used in an attack system are flame-makers, hotlines, and so on.
The opponent, however, is a change in water and its compatibility is unlimited.
So it was said that there was only one conclusion if we met.
Run even, is.
And a similar conclusion in case you get tangled up.
Bear even till the rain stops.
But in your case, it was also an unlimited and difficult story.
Because...
One of the protrusions that had inadvertently appeared on the surface of the evil spirits of red water was protruded straight out with tremendous speed.
A stretching water thorn approaches Tor at an arrow-like speed that was shot out.
A sheath-running iron sword greeted him with the greatest cleavage.
The thorns of water that have been slashed off the tip are pulled back at the loss of their goal.
Two new stretching thorns appeared in Thor's eyes as he went out before trying to pursue him.
The cloak flickers with an increased defense.
But one of the thorns gently thrust through the cape and sewed it straight through Tor's thighs to the ground.
Three more thorns linger for a little while, and strike to stab the stomach.
Soothingly exhaled Tor's arm moves at an unnoticed speed, and the iron blade slashes the sky vividly.
The impending thorns replaced the water splash in an instant, and the thorns that were taking a breath and stabbing him in the leg lost their shape.
Thor, who took a step back while stopping the blood on his thighs, lays his sword without alarm.
"Don't you get your hands on me. Ridiculous cleansing."
"It's mucha, old man!
"Come on, man, we're going down."
The range of water thorns is more than ten steps.
Moreover, even the cloak, which boasts iron armor-like strength, has the power to pierce lightly, and can shoot out more than one at the same time.
It's only as thick as a thumb, but if they target the steeple, it'll end easily.
They are all opponents without a weapon swinging gap.
The sound of the bow string swinging without a foretaste echoes in the ears of the attacking aggrunt Tor.
It was Tapa and Tari of the Cuiyu clan who were in the tent.
The accelerated arrow sweeps through the interception of the water thorns and pierces the body of the evil spirit one after the other.
But he showed no slight tremor, and a mass of water moved silently to the tent as he dropped an arrow through him to the ground.
"Run!"
Tons of water thorns were shot out at the same time as Thor's cry.
Two people flying backwards.
Several sharp thorns pierced where the tapas were on the verge.
The tent collapses as the tent leans unbearably due to the water thorn shooting through the wooden formation of the tent.
To the sound of it, Moo, who was asleep behind him, woke up.
A forcibly awakened sleeping eye child looks up as he rubs his eyes at the odd red sphere that floats in the air.
Water thorns were relentlessly released from the evil spirits of red water who noticed new prey.
"- Sola!"
"Yeah!"
Moo, whose water thorns hit him with tremendous momentum on his chest, flashly danced through the universe before falling to the ground.
I roll like that, hit a tent near the dirt and finally stop.
And in the gaze of the solid-drinking Tors, the child rose in momentum and shook his arms alternately, angry.
"I'm already surprised! Moo, what are you doing?
"Are you all right? Young child!"
"Are you hurt? Young child!"
Tor exhaled for a long time at the look of the child being held and pulled by the rushing twins.
Then he notices Sola's flip and spots the monster coming this way.
Thor's back teeth made a galloping noise.
"Sola, we're gonna do everything we can."
"... ugh, yeah"
With the iron sword hanging, Thor walked Stasta to the evil spirit.
I couldn't hold my hair for a while and the water spine was released.
The sword flashes, its tip slashed apart without sound and flies.
Then three.
Likewise, it is slashed off again.
Once we were five more steps away, the water thorns increased the number even further.
At the same time, Thor's sword slashes the sky with tremendous speed.
But he couldn't judge, and a few pierced his shoulders and legs and blurred his torso.
But Thor's walk never stops.
Step by step as you < restore > the worn body.
And that's when the main body went in between swords.
Countless water thorns strike Tor.
Tor wasn't the only one waiting for that moment.
-.
-.
-.
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The magic moves unleashed in succession create a blank of attack by altering the thorn orbit and hitting each other.
Thor's body suddenly entered that gap.
The blade disappears and the water mass is broken.
Two more.
Two more of those.
An endlessly moving blade carves a monster into thin pieces in the air.
Eventually they struck out the weakness, and the monster dissolved into the air as they scattered red water.
When I noticed, the rain was stopped.