354 352 Black Thunder God Claws (2/2)

Chiara shouted with a determined look as Fran shouted so.

”Master! Keep your attention!

”What?”

(Use your back hand. I just needed to cut my life a little bit and couldn't use it, but there's a chance that it's just right.)

Hey, if you do that, Chiara's life is!

(I know who I am best. Now that I've stopped, dying here will only extend a week away. Then I want to die as a warrior here)

Chiara stepped on the spot. There's something wrong with the focus of my eyes. My vision seemed to be blurred already. But I still have a look of readiness on my face.

(Told you earlier. You want me to dress you up till the end? See the difference between a man and a beast? I don't care if it looks good or not. Humans, dressed up, right?

'... zero lead is a little more to the right'

(You're a good man. hehe, say hello to Fran)

And Chiara shook up her sword behind Zero Thread. A black thunder converges on Mirumi's body and rolls it around. That's not all. Chiara's eyes changed as if she were a cat animal, and she could see her old, whitened hair dyed black.

It can also be seen that life force is rapidly lost so that it is inversely proportional to a growing presence at once. Still, all I could do right now was stop Zero Thread from moving.

”Ha! Black Thunder God Claw Ooh!

In Chiara's hand, a black-tight sword is created. But like the golden fire that Meir was using, he didn't just converge his powers. From that black sword, even divinity was felt. The quality of magic is decidedly different.

Shall I say the exact opposite of evil sprinkling with toughness and fear? Black Thunder's sword made him holy and awe just watching.

”Baba! What...”

”Shh!

Slight deviation! Chiara didn't even have the strength to step in anymore. I tried to fix the trajectory of Chiara's swinging Black Thunder Claw by opening my mind in full.

Is it a credit for the injury? I had succeeded in slashing off the left arm of the zero lead with the sword suddenly changing its angle, which I thought would deviate once.

”Gahhhhhhhhh!”

Zero lead raises the scream. Even a devastating attack shouldn't have shown itself to be so disruptive. But I can't help it either. Zero lead's evil was decreasing in gossip.

”Hey, why don't you play it!

Though it looks like Zero Thread is trying to regenerate the wound by holding down his left arm. Not responding at all. In the first place, evil doesn't seem to gather around the wound.

Apparently the sacred atmosphere I felt wasn't my fault. The Black Thunder God claw seemed to possess more powers of sabotage than immorality.

”Fu...”

Chiara falls in with a satisfied look. I just don't even have the power to use my heels anymore.

”Master! Chiara!

”Better than me, Chiara...”

”Whoa, whoa, whoa!

You're the guy who doesn't read the air! Zero Thread stares at this one with an abominable look as he still holds the wound on his left arm that remains cut off. But it wasn't as powerful there as it was earlier.

”No way... I didn't know you would use the divine attribute... Maybe it's true that the Beast Man is the descendant of the Divine Beast... I'm going to leave you here. But be prepared the next time you see him! Tell Baba there he'll win next! Goodbye!

He got away. No, did you get away with it? I don't know how much Fran came back, but if he started fighting back with madness in his death, he wouldn't have just done it. Rather, thank God.

”Chiara”

(Master... you did it...)

”But you...”

(Satisfied, yes. I was able to unleash all the power of the Black Titan Tiger. One last good fight, too. Satisfactory......)

”... good to see you dressed...”

(Kuha...... best, compliments......)

Fran rushes over to Chiara lying on her back.

”Chiara! Chiara!

”Oh, Fran...”

”I'll cure you now!

”Waste...”

Fran ignored Chiara's words and took a series of Greater Heels. But there is no way Chiara will recover. That won't help either. Anyway, my life is already running out. Chiara is dead. The dead cannot be brought back to life.

Instead, I didn't know why I could talk.

”... for a short time... it was fun...”

”Ugh... Chiara...”

”Blood, even if it's not connected, is like a grandson...”

”Yeah.”

”Vengeance... what a stupid thing to think...”

”Yeah.”

”Be strong..., be gentle, look good... live free...”

So Chiara's words stopped. My eyes, which had fallen out of my whole body and were desperately open, are gently closed to say that it was finally easier.

”Chiara?”

……

”Chiara!”

Chiara will no longer respond to Fran's call. He even had a laugh on his peaceful face and was traveling.

”Ugh... Ugh...”

Large tears streaming down Fran's eyes create a stain on Chiara's chest. And as it was, Fran began to cry out loud with an age-appropriate face, stuck to Chiara's chest.

”Uhhhhhhhhhhhh -!”