What is killing? Presumably, it was an action aimed at stopping the opponent's life.
And the group in front of me is probably the purest killing weapon in this world.
There is a kind smile on his pretty face, but there is no smile in his eyes, and he obviously has no killing intent, but he is doing killing.
"Really, this kind of pervert who kills with a smile, who did you learn from?"
[…Can you be a little more self-conscious, they are all clones of someone, and the more dangerous they are, the happier they are.]
"… Cavens."
[… just pretend…]
Perhaps, knowing that there are not many opportunities, chatting with the goddess who stupidly ruined everything, it is unexpectedly cherished.
battlefield? Very smooth, smooth without putting more attention.
At this time, Cavens is like a beast being hunted. Even though he is still arrogant and angry, he is still powerful, but his body is already full of ice spears and ice swords. Just the bloodletting amount is enough for the creature to enter the end. .
This group of smiling Roland had no pity, no anger, and even lack of hostility, but every attack was so dangerous.
Transforming into a dragon with a body, lore with profound meaning, and exchange of wounds for wounds, even if you sacrifice your life, as long as you leave a scar that cannot be healed, it is worthwhile.
Even as the creator, I can't imagine that when "I" risked his life, it could be so dangerous.
Cavins, who was in a desperate situation, was very strong and desperate. I was surprised to find that his individual strength was vaguely higher than that of Sophocles.
But in front of 1342 Roland, even in front of Roland with less than half of his strength, Cavens' power is still meaningless.
Just like the Juggernauts of the Samurai era, when facing the torrent of steel behemoths, what they encounter is not an opponent who can fight head-on, but the crushing of the power level gap.
What was even more unfair to Cavens was that once he attacked "Roland", the rebound damage would be just as deadly, but the "Roland" did not hesitate to enter death.
When the strength gap between individuals has not been widened, when Cavens is tied up, the winner is naturally the one with more people.
"Ow, Roland! How dare you..."
"I can not."
I can guess what this single cell is yelling at me, it's nothing but nonsense like "fight me head-on", does the provocation in words still make sense to me... Moreover, I'm afraid I can only watch it now Strength, perhaps, even this "see" is very reluctant.
The vision has been blurred, and only the perception of life force understands everything that is happening in front of it. It seems that with the collapse of the soul and the body, the sense of hearing has also lost its existence.
"Go away!"
It seems that Cavens exploded, and the breath suddenly increased a lot.
The whole world is on fire, and the realm of chaos is trying to destroy the space. As long as I escape from here, I really don't have the strength to arrange another one.
But before he could tear open the blockade, the "Rolands" set up a barrier of ice and snow to re-stabilize the loophole.
And although I can't see it clearly, I can feel that Cavans has been gradually weakened, weakened again, and weakened again, his vitality, like a shaky flame, may be extinguished at any time.
"Oh, it's really miserable."
The stupid goddess sent me a vision that my lawless brother is now being stabbed in the air by the snowy spear forest, and those "Roland" are completing the final harvest.
The screams sounded in his ears, the blood of the demon god kept dripping into the snow, and the fire of the demon prince's soul was shaky, but it could not be extinguished.
"Why do you have to fight with your life every time?"
Memories of the past appear in my mind like a movie. How many times has this revolving light-like memory before death been seen? Can't my opponent be a little weaker
The body has lost consciousness, and the screams of Cavens continue. I am afraid that if this continues, I will fall before him. Fortunately...
Above the perceptible head, the phantom of the Sleepless reappeared, and when the gavel fell, the final judgment came.
"it is finally over… "
When the silver glitter filled the vision, I smiled, this time, with a heartfelt smile.
Then, there was the familiar darkness...
"... This time, you can get a good night's sleep."
…
"Sleep? It's over? What are you dreaming about!"
The familiar roar sounded in my ears, has Cavins broke through my cage
I woke up suddenly, only to find that at this time, it was no longer the deepest part of the abyss pool.
It was an endless river, and in the familiar gray-black river, countless souls were floating up and down, and in front of me, the furious guy seemed familiar.
"… Cavens?"
I was surprised because in front of me was the same fragile soul.
"what."
I finally understand the situation at this time, it seems that no matter who died first, at least now, we have all died, then, everything is over.
I laughed, at least there was a possibility of reincarnation, which was much better than the worst-case scenario expected.
"It's over? Don't think about it? You just lie here, sucking your fingers and watching how I open the door."
Cavens' words are a bit absurd. What can he do if he is like this, but the next moment, I understand.
His soul pupils have lost the color of emotions, and they are no different from the undead around him who have no self. In this case, how can his consciousness go there
"... Consciousness shifted? Are there blood descendants?"
Cavens' previous threat came to my mind, "the bloodline descendant we all know", dammit!
"Renee!?"