126 124 Lucerios hand? (1/2)

Fran's swinging me and Lucerio's spears are staggered and scattered with sparks.

Fran is better at skill, but this one can't kill him to get information. Besides, Lucerio also has the strength to be a Rank C Adventurer, and the spear in between is quite a hassle.

As a result, the battles between the two were seemingly mutually reinforcing. But Lucerio seems to know that it's not.

”This shit! Come on, die!”

”No.”

”Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! It can't be!

”It's not mutual. See reality.”

”Ugh!

I guess I was going to have enough fun wearing a franc. But the reality is clearly attenuated, and my attacks don't even blur. Lucerio had a frustrating yell.

It's time to get rid of this guy and go after Linford and the others. But Lucerio has paralysis tolerance. You are likely not to be captured in Stan Bolt.

”Fran, you're gonna make him uncombatable next time. You don't have to kill him. '

(Okay)

”Death. No, no!

I'll build a wall with wind magic to match the poke Lucerio rolled out. Lucerio's spear had been greatly derailed by Wind Wall, which was suddenly created without chanting.

”Become!”

”Gaps everywhere”

A spear is bounced off Lucerio's hand by Fran. Plus it's my chase.

”- Stan Bolt”

”Gu!”

Hmm. I knew you wouldn't be paralyzed.

”Damn it -”

It was just after Lucerio, who recovered from Stan Bolt's damage, flicked himself to pick up the blown spear. Ursi jumped out of Lucerio's shadow and bit him in the leg.

”Garru!

”Crouch!”

Lucerio's right knee is chewed off a thousand times, and from the knee the bottom flies through the universe. Lucerio, out of balance and buttocks, seems distracted. I look down at my feet in an incredible way.

”-Oh, my leg!

Lucerio stares at Fran and Ursi with hateful eyes. He eats up his teeth and looks like he could hang a curse with just his gaze.

But when Fran poked his sword at him, he seemed to jeopardize his will. At some point I let go of the dagger I had pulled out, and it drips away.

”Teach About Linford”

”... oh? What...?

”Who?”

”Hmm. Master Linford is a great man. Give us the power of the Evil God in man's body, and share it with us. Abandon the dwarf and make a wonderful evolution!

The power of evil gods... If I saw Brooke's transformation, I wouldn't think it would be great. By and large, you want to be yourself in the presence of just losing reason and rambling around? I'm not sure what the anomaly thinks.

”What's the purpose of Linford?

”Master Linford's goal is to gain the ultimate power!

”? Isn't it the resurrection of evil gods or something?

I thought so, too. Isn't the purpose of the sealed liberation of the evil gods, or the resurrection?

”Are you stupid? If we resurrect the evil gods, the world will perish, won't it? Even we will die. If you die, you can't kill people anymore, and you can't offend women anymore, right?

I mean, you're just using the power of evil gods to gain power? But you're not even a decent believer, but you can help me?

”An evil god is, as its name implies, an evil god. You can only empower people like me off the road!

I see. You're an evil god. If you're a bad guy, you don't have to be a believer. So it's okay.

”Where's Linford?

”We've been moved to a new base we've already got Brooke ready for”

”Where's that?

”Kuku. Right next to the Lordship Hall. This is the new house Brooke just built. In the heart of town, it's possible to spread magic all over Barbora.”

And don't talk perky. Are you nuts? If I thought so, the ring that had been put on Lucerio's finger broke with a pakin and emitted a pale light. And Lucerio's figure disappears in an instant.

”Ha ha! You're alarmed!

Lucerio appears about 10 meters away. Short-range metastases? Apparently, the fugitive aid ring was a disposable demon prop. Lucerio, who gives him a deafening laugh, stirs up the vial removed from somewhere at once and drinks up the contents.

”I told you the information easily, because you're going to die here anyway!

Shortly after that word, a black aura began to rise from Lucerio's body. It's the same sight as when the Brooks were transformed.

Appraisal shows an increase in the tyranny in Lucerio's condition. The mysterious liquid I drank earlier would be Eighty-Nine Linford's magic water. This guy picked his own way to evolve into a monster. He meant it when it was wonderful or something.

A section of the severed right leg swells up bumpy. Besides regenerating the missing parts.

”I'm gonna rip you to pieces. - Whoa!

Well, I won't let you. I started chanting short jumps from the moment he ran off with the effect of the ring. Because I punished him in Brooke, and this one won't get away with it. The world of animation or specials is the only place to wait for an enemy transform scene!

Fran, who emerged in front of him in a short jump, gasps his face into an eagle with Lucerio's mouth blocked. If you keep trying, you can take your jaw off, right? With that momentum, Fran slammed Lucerio to the ground with guidelines for big outside pruning.

”Drink.”

”Ha Bo Bo!

Fran activates dimensional storage using the palm as the starting point. There was a forced pour of water of comfort in Lucerio's mouth. Because my mouth is blocked, I can only drink it without being able to spit it out.

”Ha! Ha, ho, ho, ho!

I guess I found myself losing the power to flood out of my own body. Anyway, Lucerio's condition is back to normal. He looks up at Fran with a flashing look.

”You... what did you do?

”I cured your condition anomaly.”

”Just kidding, kidding, kidding! Ooh, my power...! Damn it! I'll kill you! Kill me...”

”Hmm.”

A fist swung out by Fran pinpoints Lucerio's jaw. Good right hook. Looks like he had a concussion, and Lucerio collapsed as it was.

”Shut up.”

Looks like Lucerio's scream was deaf.