Chapter 589: 589 The Hall of Return (Instead), Part 41 - The Endless Nightmare

"Whoa, whoa!

Fantastic Alberto and Rafferty's one-stroke continued. Each other's swords wore off, replacing them with the knights' swords that were falling to the ground more than once, yet the fierce fighting continued. Watch as Brandio pokes his cheek wand at the look of it.

"Ahhh. There's a battle, yah"

With Brandio's twinkle, Rafferty's sword cut Alberto to pieces. Still, it was Alberto trying to cut it off, but just stopping the move for a second was too much to decide the battle. While Alberto shook his sword, Rafferty's sword actually slashed Alberto 13 times.

It happened to be a collapsed alberto, but Rafferty had stopped looking like that he had slashed. The eyes are not out of Alberto's eyes, and he has not broken his stand until his light is gone. When the light eventually disappeared from Alberto's eyes, Rafferty slowly untied the arrangement. The applause rises from behind.

"With brilliant remnants. That's not true. It's brilliant, it doesn't look that way. Well, a fair victory."

"I'm glad Alberto's sword reached its limit along the way. If the object is just a sword, this one will be in your favor."

"Surely the Great Sword is often hard to replace on the battlefield. Your sword is common in that regard, and it's more of a battlefield sword technique. You worked out consciously?

"I'm on my way. My sword is meant to protect Arnelia in general."

"Normal?

"It's a small thing. I'd rather get out of here, but what do I do?

Rafferty looks around, ruling the sword. Surrounded by piles of corpses. There was no longer anything for those who moved. Brandio, as troubled, whispers his jaw.

"Uh-huh... I can't, no"

"You think you can't? There's no way!

"Even so, I can't do what I can't do. I wasn't even staring at Wye, I'm trying everything. But even this consciousness, which is supposed to be part of the main body, can be recovered from your dream world. This space is completely closed. The prison of the spirit, so to speak."

"Then what do I do?

"I guess I'll just have to get help from the outside ~. Or slap the main body of the enemy. All we can do here is not die until this bond is broken."

"Oh no...!

When Rafferty was stuck in words, Brandio pointed behind him. When Rafferty turns around, he gets such a surprised look. The voice that Rafferty finally squeezed out of her throat, with the look on her face as if it had stopped her heart, was whether it could finally be heard as a sound by plundering.

"Hey, what... with"

"I told you, the worst people are coming out. If you can't do it in Alberto, you'll find out next time. That's what this place is about."

In front of them was Belliache, Rafferty's wife. With no expression on her face, she stands three more spears (Trident) against Rafferty. Rafferty only stands up flashly.

Brandio continues to speak to Rafferty, still careless from behind.

"Well, what are we going to do next time? You might be able to continue to outrun me without knocking me out..."

"I don't even need to be told! Even though it's fake, you can't possibly still have my wife in your hands!

"Then there's one thing to do... ah"

Before Brandio could tell everything, Rafferty was pulling out his sword and storming Belliache. As it responds, Belliache also moves. Rafferty waves his sword to stop Belliache from moving, and Belliache is relentlessly launching an attack mixed with witchcraft.

But with the unmurderous sword of Rafferty, it seemed medium difficult to stop Belliache from moving. Brandio sighs as he watches the battle.

"So I tried to tell you to listen to people until the end... if you stop moving, I'll help you. Either way for Wye. Yeah. Unexpectedly, you're hot, Rafferty's.

And this dream, it's even more troublesome than I imagined. It's time to move, and Wye sucks. "

Even so, Brandio doesn't move. But he put his cheek cane on the spot and decided on his immovable posture.

"Hmm, free Na?

After Rafferty and the others entered, the Temple Knights of Arnelia slept on the floor where they thought it was the room of interest. They have been asleep for more than four and a half minutes, but at least not a single one of them intended to be asleep. A body bouncing from time to time indicates they are alive. At the same time, you are suffering from the agonizing look that floats.

Only one of them stands and looks down upon them. He was the captain of Hekatonkail, the first individual.

"Like I was told, it's good to be here, Ga, not all of you are sleeping Ka? What do you want me to do with the sleeper? I'm bored, Na..."

Behind the first were two soldiers refraining, but signaled and lowered them. I was bringing in nearly 100 of my given men at once, but I can't even make them work.

And more than that, I should have been entrusted with the defense here, but the first was aware of the trap set here. The trap is activated better without me, and there is no way to prevent it. Ever since I was a human, this first one has been a very good man.

"(Ever since I was a human, I've been off the hook at times like this. Yet you get power, etc. La)"

The man was of poor origin. But he took advantage of his good grasp, and went up. He was born before he finally got one castle, but one day he had a very bad feeling. A sudden shadow, given to a life that's supposed to be full. Intuition had suggested to him to run away, but he was getting something too big to throw away for his poor life. Mountain treasures, many beauties, faint people, and an inedible meal. As a result, he simply refused to leave the castle for a day and was knocked down by violence in the event of a natural disaster.

His castle had collapsed without trace by the time he was consumed by collapse during turbulence in a desperate and fleeing treasure trove, and by the time he was dragged out of the earth with debris constantly pouring down from heaven. And overhead are the giggling girls and the demons releasing the killing to the unusual that surrounds him. Even men with no special powers have found themselves exceptional creatures.

When a girl notices a man, she laughs funny.

(Alas, what a lucky man to survive in this. Which of these can be used for materials?

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And when the girl's hand stretched out felt as big as a giant beast, there was no memory of the man ahead from there. I'm not sure of my name either, just a fragment of my memory back. But the first man was aware.

"(I'm still in a position to be used now, Ga., sooner or later you get out of the anomaly and do it. Le. And use this body Te, now once to kill and fuck a woman like that Bradymaria...)"

I can't think of any specific means. But I couldn't help but want to test the unprecedented power that fills my body. The vitality that fills your body makes you feel like you could do anything. The first was already determined to break away. That's why I deliberately left my role behind according to my own considerations. That was certainly correct, though.

"(free da... and take some necks home. Ba, that's just suspicious ka. Dole, hunting your neck appropriately out of your sleep te...)"

I try to see it appropriately from the Temple Knights of Arnelia, where the first sleeps well. In it, there was one beautiful woman. It is Ultina.

The first was when I grabbed Ultina's hair and lifted it, I carefully measured its face.

"(Howe? Medium volume, Na. Speaking of which, I haven't done that in a long time. Yi. I won't wake up anyway. ㇱ, enough to kill you. La)"

The first has no sense of crisis. His intuition still doesn't detect any danger. The first tried to remove the intrusive armor and stopped his hand perfectly.

"(What da... uncomfortable ah l)"

The first looked around again. Nothing has changed around it, but something is wrong. The first let go of Ultina and carefully observed the surroundings.

"They are all falling to fold. I see him falling toward the room, t, ca set up when he broke in. But that monk ha...?

The first thing I found was Brandio, a monk who fell in the direction of one and only one. Only one is a monk sleeping looking in a different direction than the room. I'm also concerned about the shape of the weapon in that hand.

"(What da, that ha. At the end of the stick, a circle... should be a weapon called a cane. Da. Sure, that must have more than one thing like a wolf on it first. Ga, there's only one thing... I care Na)"

The first slowly walks out towards Brandio. And when you approach Brandio carefully, make sure Brandio does get some sleep from a few steps away.

"It's my fault. Ka... ya, I don't know. I'll keep my neck shut just in case, Ca. I have orders not to kill as much as I can, Na. You're gonna use it on the material like I did, Ga., maybe one."

So I rethought and pulled out my sword. The moment the first approached Brandio, the first felt my right arm lighten.

"... a?"

The first was to make sure his right arm was gone, while at the same time understanding that his own body would be torn to pieces. What I saw at the end of the collapsing gaze was the sight of multiple play rings dancing in the air. Brandio's unconscious flying circles in the air each fit at the tip of the cane, while Brandio wakes up.

"Oh, hey, I slept. Oh, I knew you'd come."

Brandio is laughing as he looks down at the first one rolling on the floor in an octave. The first was that the situation was incomprehensible and confusing.

"Why wasn't da... asleep ka?

"No, seriously, I slept well. If the Lord of this Hall cares about that sleep, it's impossible to avoid it. In fact, Wye was put to sleep without time to resist or anything like that. Burns, I was avoided just to sleep instantly. For a moment, enough to do the trick. Most of all, this is a trap that Wye sets up when he goes to sleep. When the sceptre shakes, the play ring planted outside comes back. If you set up a split consciousness in the play ring, you'll wake up with all the dimensions."

"G.... if my inquisition doesn't work ha..."

To the words he vomits as the first is about to lose consciousness, Brandio tosses the first head into his foot and throws it away.

"What? Are you not like an idiot? How can you rely on me to exchange your life? All you need to fight is preparation and execution to survive. Sure, a survey backed by experience may also be important, but we can rely on a survey with a lot of uncertainty to exchange lives, bogus! Mostly because of that thought... oh, I did."

Brandio tried to say what he wanted to say further, but apparently stepped too hard. I'm totally stung in the stomach. Brandio says, "Oh, my God, I cover my face with my hands and look up to heaven," but for him, his life and death weren't so important. Because.

"Well, even if he's dead. Yeah, memories catch lies. Let me take a peek."

Brandio also has the ability to read memories. Because Brandio drew his memories from his only surviving ex-boyfriend, he's stepping into this castle more sparingly than anyone else. In the boy's memory, the directions to this room were somewhat remembered. And what the boy sees, what a nasty enemy looks like.

But with that Brandio, I didn't realize this was a trap. Yet Jake broke through this trap. Brandio's interest is endless.

Most importantly, Brandio has an idea of Jake's abilities. Brandio glimpses the first memory.

"Hmm, I knew I'd have vague memories when I broke my head... hmm, I knew there was a new workshop. This is the 20th,"

Brandio writes something down on his nostalgia paper. That's Anomaly's Demon King Production Workshop. It is information on enemies he gathered using his abilities in the hunt for the Demon King, or ahead of defeating Hekatonkail.

Sometimes I don't know. It is the demon king's means of travel to earth. The demon kings are gathered in one place and transferred, but soon after that they are on earth. The destination can be specified in advance by the Demon Square, etc., but where is the magic power supplied to transfer so large and massive a Demon King or Hekatonkail? No matter how powerful the Orange Bull is, you won't get that much magic.

And there's no key information. Demon kings and hekatonkails mostly have only memories of anomalies and the three-headed demons in their assistants, with little other information. This time too. There is little information on Hekatonkail from birth until it is sent here.

The only thing that bothers me is that they see evil spirits called Doom. There were also other evil spirits confirmed during the Arnelia raid, and the enemy's power should have been more abundant. Yet I haven't set it up.

"Well, I don't have any revolutionary information... burns, but after a moment, the enemy is confused about this raid...? If so, is there no further reinforcement? Why did you put this raid behind you? No, I'm not behind it, but I don't even care for the enemy. Yeah? I don't know, too much ambiguity yet."

Brandio was whining about bumps for a while, but when he sighed one loud, he sharply changed his gaze.

"Aside from that, will it ever be blurry? I think Wye might need to get into the enemy's home base. It looks like we need to secure our enemies before Jake's boys can finish us off. The collection of information from miscellaneous fish is also limited. Do you want to go get the big guy in a minute?

and before that. I need to get rid of all of his people. "

When Brandio took a few beads out of his nostrils, he lowered them to his wrist and began walking to his big crotch. There was no shadow of the ever faint monks there, and there was a foothold that made them even drift in majesty somewhere.

Continued

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