Chapter 184: 184 183 ◇ Slaughter Dragon Slaughtering Area 16 of the Tenth Layer and Coincidence Demon Nation

[Demon Sword Brave] Helvor.

The only [brave man] who doesn't have Spirituality as his main focus while continuing to rank at the top of the tough adventurer industry for a long time.

The first [Storm Brave], the second [Black Brave], the fourth [Flame Brave], and the fifth [Thunder Brave] use spiritual art.

But the third place [Demon Sword Brave] rarely uses spiritual art or demon sword.

He who recognises power waves the devil's sword against him, and if the devil's sword ever breaks, he hands on spiritual art for the first time.

Because the Spirit hates the curse of the Devil's Sword, he won't help me just because he's equipped?

Such a tremendous power resides in her and her tremendous ability to play.

I love the battle of hitting my full strength against the full power of the enemy, and the viewer gets excited about that discerning and flashy battle.

Both me and Nicolas, the contents of Berito, love her offense like that.

I am well aware of its strength.

But still enemies now. We must explore the path to victory and reach it.

"Berito and the General Staff who defeated that Phoenix. I'm so excited."

Mr. Hell is really entertaining, but the damage is definitely coming through. Even if that's what plays, its ability to play is never universal.

There must be a chance.

Mr. Hell, who crashed into the wall with an earlier blow, puts up another giant rock fist himself as he watches our impending 'snowpack of giant arms'.

"Berito, let's fly."

She drew on my intentions and took off my "snowpacking arm".

A fist enough for a man's body to hide, with the backing of my sprayed magic, goes with Berito to Mr. Hell.

I identify the timing and jump out of the shadow.

"Come... ugh!

Boom. The clashing blunt sound of giant arms and giant arms.

Berito's fist was antagonistic, but only my fist (,) pushes down.

So finally, Mr. Hell seems to have noticed some discomfort.

"Oh well, you were a staff officer!

You can't put me and Berito in sight at the same time. Positioning.

The minimum 'silver' is entangled, so the additional liberation of the corners would not be apparently clear.

"Take measures? Fine! Enjoy the devil's fist. Ah, whatever!

Look at me running out at her, laughing like I'm gonna rip my fangs off [Demon Sword Brave].

She puts up her fists again.

Looking at me, it looks like Berito's next attack is on alert.

I slipped into the space in front of me and dodged my fist.

Spray your magic as it is and accelerate. Mr. Hell defended my kick from a low position by sticking his opposite arm to the ground.

"Whoa! Isn't that a good power!... Dude, that's awesome"

My horn has an irregular inheritance.

Usually the horns are 'embedded' in the magic of demons, but the master not only used various secret techniques to tame the horns to humans, but also allowed them to consume small amounts of crushed horns. Otherwise, a human child would not have been able to inherit the Horn of the Demon King.

As a result, the shape of my horn became something that could simply be called a different shape to a horn.

In the Battle of Phoenix, his right upper body was covered in hard black, with wings.

But is that growing again? - It was.

I am now horned to the right leg. [M]

That's enough to smash Mr. Hell's fist. Her surprise is for this reason.

Break and thrust the shield on her arm, and that kick leads to breaking her leg.

But there's Mr. Hell. As the fracture collapses and my torso falls, I use it to fist myself in a lower position. A giant rock just destroyed my arm earlier, beating me up. Impact. I get slapped on the floor. When I get a good horseback ride over me, I hit him even more. Hit me. Hit me all over. The floor cracks and the impact continues like an explosion all over your body. It would have been dangerous if the corners hadn't unfolded from the neck down and in the hidden parts of the costume.

"Ha! That's good, you're tough! If it's over soon, it won't be fun!

There will also be an opinion that the Demon King's Army Staff is such an ugly man. Do you mind? I can't afford to care how good it looks to defeat the third place in the world. Now, there's only one thing I do, protect the tenth tier.

"No, it'll be over soon"

"- Oh, Berito!

She turns her neck, but I can't confirm Berito's appearance. It looked good to me.

"... up there!

Mr. Hell instantly pokes one arm of the boulder up toward heaven.

Moments, roars. The floor rocks big.

Berito leapt out into the air on "Silver Slope," changing and aggregating from two to one in the air the "Sugar Arm".

Mr. Fulcus' armor, a haughty arm much thicker and bigger than his arm, beats [the Devil's Sword Brave].

"Funny, you guys! You're gonna crush me with every floor boss!

It's hard to do it decently and beat Mr. Hell.

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Then you just have to win in an undesirable way.

That's like letting a floor boss specialize and crush every floor boss where they get caught, for example.

In the sense that if I lose, it's over, a way to make me feel better.

There were no prior meetings, but we were friends at the tag tournament.

I know what we're going to do with each other, and I believed they would go along with it.

"The only thing that crumbles is you."

"You're up there in height and weight, still......!

"Then I'll add speed."

Berito's fist, spraying horn magic from its elbow section.

That's not all. She already has' Attack Reduction 'hanging on her.

"Gu, wow..."

I fixed my right arm on her chest and grabbed her empty arm with my left arm.

And a 'defensive loss' of all strength. It doesn't work on magic, but the purpose is to lower her defense.

Mr. Hel's fist is filled and his body sinks.

"Come, [Demon Sword Brave]. I'll take it."

"... Ha, aren't you a gentleman? I'm a fist fighter. I always say"

The antagonism did not last long.

Mr. Hell's fist smashes, and Berito's fist falls. [The Brave Man of the Devil's Sword] punches it even more with an arm that does not wrap around a giant rock, but he pushes it down again, and finally receives Berito's "Awesome Arm of Snow" on him.

Her flesh crushed by the shock has my fist on it, and that pierces her chest.

Mr. Hell's face is close.

Berito stands with his fist up as he unlocks "The Awesome Arm of Snow Stacks".

"You thought I was gonna die like this?

"Oh, die. Because my men are not incompetent."

Her ability to regenerate is not infinite. Thousands of severed arms don't regenerate, and even if they suck up blood, they die.

And when she showed up here, there was a hole in her costume that was holed up or torn by the scratches. I don't have a scratch on my body.

That means the subordinates did damage to her by the final area.

Due to her character and past battles, she is expected to have rematched Haagenti & Carmilla.

The scratches inflicted are convinced that the depleted regenerative capacity is considerable.

In addition, consider the amount worn out by the beating with Berito.

No longer determines it is impossible to regenerate enough to cover up death.

I want to borrow Berito's power even in the Aerial Battle. If it does, it's me.

"............ I see, that's true"

She laughed. Play around all day, like a satisfied child.

"It was fun, I'll kill you next"

"Try it."

[Demon Sword Brave] 's body, shattered and scattered.

- Being pierced through my chest and enduring for a while is a mess...

Mr. Fulcus was doing the same thing in the tag tournament, but she's drawing ghost (orga) blood.

In that regard, Mr. Hell also inherits the blood of the dragon slaughter......

I get up quickly and see Berito.

"Well done. But I'll still get you to work."

"... sorry but I can't do that"

Berito kneels on the floor.

From its mouth, magic leaks like spitting blood.

"Actually, you're eating a good one. With the recoil of an earlier blow, I'm not going to be able to move anymore"

Were you receiving Mr. Hell's boulders on your body? For example, the impact makes the interior of the body......

Rather, it's something that's worked so well before.

"I'm really, really sorry"

"No, fine. Rest, we'll do it here."

"... oh, you can do it if you want."

Berito's body turned into a magical light so that it could be broken down.

Only [Storm Brave] Aerial are the remaining enemies.

The end of the battle is near.

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