Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de
34 Looks Like The Battle'S On.

"Run!

The earliest response was Lianya.

There was no turning back, and to that voice, which screamed sharply, four of the rear guards crouched their sheet metal armor, trying to move on to the escape with the mundane, but soon screamed from there as well.

At the end of Lianya's gaze, looking back over her shoulder, the entrance to the room in front of her moved and blocked as if the wall itself were alive, and she wondered if the wall had demonically dazzled the red light, so that it stained out of its walls, and the loose purple rot fell away.

The spilled rot accumulates on the floor, slowly as it is, but approaching four of the rear guards.

He was the four who rushed to put up a shield and take a defensive stance, but soon he screamed again.

"The shield... the shield rots!?

Some of the sloppy, crawling rot approached the four as if they were tentacles, and the spot touched as soon as they defended it with a shield turned brown and collapsed into a blur.

"Oh my God, I've never heard of a demon like this before!

If you don't know who you are, there's nothing you can do about it.

When Lianya hurried to activate her skills, she saw a message.

Report: Appraisal skill target name RustMonster subspecies

< Report: Help FunctionRustMonster is inherently a rat-like demon with rust as its staple food. If it is a metal that produces rust, it has the ability to rust, whatever the type. On the other hand, it cannot affect leather or wood products, and crusading is relatively easy if it turns out who they are. I am very distant from adventurers as merely harassing demons because they are demons that show no interest in the flesh, on top of demons that are demonic stones and small and unable to use materials >

I understand with a half-throat feeling that a word of subspecies must explain everything, although it was Lianya who put a penetration in the heart, screaming, that where is a rat, into the help function that kindly and politely explains it.

"Isn't she cute? Originally a little ratty demon, but with a few hands on it, it turned out to be such a nice demon. They prefer iron rust, but it seems that blood that tastes the same is good."

"That would be something else, though!

Lotus Yaya goes into the devil's man who explains the demon very happily, but Lotus Yada's situation was on the other hand worse.

The number of things that emerged from the wall is eleven identical to the number of people in the two preceding parties.

The movement was dull, but it certainly surrounds Lotus Mita and shrinks its net.

The smell of rot drifting from the body was intolerable, but more than that, the anomaly had stopped Mita Lotus' feet.

By analogy, the human body model in the school science room would be the closest, but it melts and collapses in the middle, dragging the contents, or it stimulates disgust and fear unresponsively so that the hard and white inside of it can be hidden.

Furthermore, Lianya was amazed by the messages that flowed when she put them in her sight.

Report: Celebrities eligible for appraisal skills

I scream in my heart, bitter thoughts, whether I'm alive or not.

No matter how you look at it, you only look like a zombie or something, but from the results of the appraisal, you're still a person.

Lianya didn't want to believe that the human-shaped thing that was walking out of color that she usually didn't see when she said red or white or yellow was still a living person.

But if we look around the mouth of that person who's approaching us, they'll remind us that it's still alive, even if we don't want to believe it.

Because that mouth, although it is beginning to melt or whitebone, does replace itself whining "help me".

"These guys were on their way to material... they're still alive, as you can guess"

In the words of the devil tribe man, I heard Theon breathe briefly.

"But the exhaling breath is already mixed with paralysis poison, and fluids are similar. If you stick to something like that, you won't be able to move either."

"Don't lend your ears to me! Stay back, we'll rendezvous!

Lianya speaks up and urges her to retreat to her friends who will be stifled.

It was Lianya who thought it would be easier to manage the back meat chunks with about eight people than to deal with people who looked different, not to say they were still alive, but the door at the entrance to the room made a heavy noise and closed in front of Shion and the others trying to follow the instructions.

"You think I'm gonna let you get away with this? Back there, this one. Let's have some fun here, huh?

"Operation Parallel Activation 8, rely on my power, fire bomb!

The moment he understood he had been severed, Lianya changed his policy.

When a fireball of eight fists emerges from his hand that is shaken off, it is unleashed by the devil's man.

"Gather in my power, shield, and play."

A cast spell forms a magical force field.

When it received the flying fireball, the fireball was bounced and scattered.

Receiving eight fireballs, from beyond the shield of vanished magic, the Demonic Man said with pleasure.

"That's thoughtful, you. And is it simultaneous activation of eight shots in parallel? I thought you looked like a swordsman, but could you possibly be a magician?

Even when asked, Lianya doesn't deal with it.

"We're gonna take him down and rendezvous with the back! The demons just now with the ones behind them are too incompatible!

The four men in charge of the rear guard were primarily aimed at controlling the opponent with the defense of sheet metal armor.

In front of the demon, where it rusts the metal and breaks it, the defense of the request doesn't make sense.

Besides, the little sword you have doesn't seem to be effective against that meat mass, plus that weapon is a substitute for getting rusted again.

If we lose our weapons and our armor, then we have no other way but to be slowly entangled and preyed upon.

As long as we can rendezvous, we can burn down that meat chunk with the magic of Az and Lianya.

If only we could manage a closed passage, we might also open the way to escape.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm not hanging in there. It's easier to understand your performance as hard as you can."

The Demonic Man has no particular movement to show, except that he defended Lianya's sorcery.

If I could cut in, I would have been Lotus Ya with confidence to cut it off, but eleven people who are really on their way get in the way.

"Lenya, what can I do about this..."

Sion's voice like asking for help.

Slowly, but undoubtedly, the forward mannequin was already so close that its pointed and stretched hand came in front of it.

When she understood that Lianya had no time at all for tingling and skin irritating irritation, she did not hesitate to scream when she entered the range of toxic effects she said were contained in her exhaling breath.

"Slash it away! There's no way to help! Lorna, can you detoxify!?

"Yes. Primary then..."

"Az is covered by magic! Lorna, focus on detoxification and recovery! Theon, keep your enemies away from the two of you!

Zion's eyes, who were frustrated with frightening emotions, make ready for the instruction.

When the trembling hand shook down to shoulder on his right shoulder as he regained the pattern of the long sword and took half a step back to adjust the intermission, he profoundly decided on the shoulder of the mannequin that was in front of him.

If the other person was a person, he would have reached a fatal wound, but it didn't seem enough to prune the life of the alien human form, but did the pain still remain or did the human form flinch slightly?

Saying it's a wound that wouldn't be strange if it were supposed to eject blood, Scion kicks into the human abdomen as he pulls out his eaten blade, disgusted by the dripping of loose black liquid that doesn't look like blood.

Az slammed the magic of the fireball into the face of a man-shaped man who stepped back into the shock.

Even the burning face bores the human form.

Whatever you look like, if you're alive, it's natural that you need to breathe.

But that, too, can't breathe air if you get your head burned, except you suffer from burning your trachea and lungs.

To the head of that human form, when the blow of Zion is inhaled, the human form, having its head cut in two, stops stuffing and falls down with the flame raised.

Scion screamed as he shrugged his face at the feeling of cutting off or kicking off the rot.

"One first!

As Lorna begins to get ready to use some sort of spell just in case, watching AZ start chanting spells while setting his next target, Lotus Yayo decides that it will be okay to leave it to him for a while if there is one.

It was one thing to do if you didn't have to show your people around.

Only kill and throw away a demon man who doesn't even know that name, even as soon as a second.

The act of taking a step forward is to keep the range of attack one step forward.

Putting the attack range forward by one minute means putting the target within that range.

So what the hell does it mean to say a target falls within attack range?

The answer is very simple.

It just means slashing and throwing away.

If the left hand cut the carp and the right hand was accompanied by a knife pattern, the operation of saying it would be unplugged was also carried out unconsciously.

The white blade that flows out of the sheath leaves a tremendous air only in the unclean atmosphere that reeks of rot, just in the space it passes through.

During a single breath, the flash that ran was Sanjo.

Yet another step forward for Lianya.

Nor does it allow the flesh to refuse to let the blade pass, even its broken sound cut off, and the number of necks falling is three identical to the number of flashes.

"This is awesome again"

To the sight in front of you, the Demons raise their exclamation.

No matter how alien you become, you will never lose your neck and connect raw more than the base is human.

No glance will be given to the corpse who collapses from his knees, Lotus Yashi's expression will not move as if, and his gaze will not detach from that demonic tribe.

Take another step forward.

A body that had never been returned to the sheath bounced from the lower section with the blade returned.

The bouncing body returned to the lower section with the blade returned yet again in the upper section.

Later, there are two mannequins opened with a muscle of zhu wire, from the groin to the top of the head, from the top of the head to the groin.

Lianya progresses without loosening her steps between the human shapes that smash the contents and fall to the floor drooling fluid that she doesn't even know if it's blood.

"This could be another unexpected pick up."

The face of the devil clan is filled with joy like replaceing something rare, even though he says he was instantly defeated by five human shapes.

"A piece based on you is going to be incredible"

I don't think that's possible.

The knife in Lianya's hand, to which I answered, has not yet fitted into the sheath.

Slashing knives exist to kill.

To embody that word, the blade, shaken in a flash across the side, cleaves two more man-shaped torso and cuts it up and down into two parts.

The top half, which fell to the floor, had been awhile, but as soon as Lianya stepped on its head and crushed it into a breath, it stopped moving.

"Seven conveniences. I'll leave the other four to you... there's nothing left to protect you from, right?

With that said, Lianya remembered a snag in the corner of her head.

The human form had no particular ability except to look abnormal, because he was just a puppet.

What I try to grasp is simply the action of asking for help.

When I said there was a mix of paralysis poison in my exhaling breath, it seemed to be something that would not exert its effect unless it was quite close, and Lianya's body has not reported any abnormalities anywhere.

Because they were about to be further broken down, because they were all completely naked and had nothing to defend themselves against, and because they moved dull and were not more than a little moving curly straw in front of a knife dominated by cleavage.

Doubt remains, but either way, the demon clan in front of you has no other way but to defeat it.

Lotus Yakiya packs the spaces that are no longer blocked without warning.

"Gather in my power..."

The Demons began chanting to accommodate the movement.

Lianya has no way of guessing what sorcery will be exercised, but if it is a blow or two or three shots, she runs ready to scratch or withstand.

"Wind blade, make your choice!

From the palms raised by the demons, all the blades of the wind crossed twenty.

It was Lianya who was astonished by the number beyond imagination, but not at a time that could already be avoided.

Lotus Yaya, who had little knowledge of witchcraft, did not know how powerful the witchcraft unleashed against him was, but there was only one means he could take if he did not engage.

"Surgical parallel activation 20! Small flare shell!

Without slowing down the speed of penetration, beat the magic of the unannounced activation of the impending wind blade.

Wind and fire bumping into each other from the front.

The numbers were much the same, but the wind pushes in slightly, whether it was a difference in local power or not enough.

The wind, Lianya intercepts with a sword.

"Idiot! The magic of the wind can be intercepted with a sword..."

It's not an act that you can do.

It's like a thick shield, and no matter how hard it is to prevent it from being hit, magic rarely stops with the kind of action that you strike down with a weapon.

But the demon tribe did not know.

The characteristics of Lianya's knife, the indestructible attribute.

If it is destructible, it will be unilaterally destroyed, an attribute that is not inherently present in this world.

That applies not only to matter, but even to witchcraft.

As soon as the magic of fire and the blade of wind that was not extinguished touched Lianya's swinging blade, the composition of the magic was destroyed and extinguished.

In that improbable reality, the words of the demonic tribe disappeared along the way, and for the first time the joy disappeared from its expression.

"Become?"

Even if I don't know why, I do know that the magic has disappeared.

A momentary difference was made between the demon tribe and Lianya, who were surprised by the impossible sight.

There's no way Lianya waving a knife misses that moment.

A blade that swept away the blade of the wind captures the body of the Demon Clan with a blow to return.

The right arm of the demonic clan, which was sticking out to unleash the magic, danced through the universe, showing a smooth cutting surface, in front of Lianya, who swung it as it was.