Volu 10, Chapter 264: The Loosen Fla
It was a strange sight. A knife pierced Roseau’s back and a throwing axe bit his belly. Blood fluttered in the air after being released from the body, polluting the night.
Usually, a person would die imdiately. Even if a person could keep so of his structural form, after a few minutes the heart would lose montum and the soul would not be able to cling to the body.
Even so, there was no such sign from Roseau. Rather, it seed to enhance its fearless behavior by bathing in his blood.
I squeezed my eyes. I saw his blood making bubbles around him and the piercing weapons distorting their appearance.
Heat and flas swirled throughout his body. It was different from magic and curse.
Behind the eyelids, I could see the reflection of the at beast of God seen in the rcenary city of Belfein. At the sa ti, there was a sound that I did not want to hear in the back of my ears. The sound was strangely solemn and jarring, as if slowly scraping off my bone.
With that alone, my brain nodded as if it understood it all.
Roseau was no longer human. He was like a terrifying demon, born as a result of God and others bouncing their fingertips.
「Well then, how are we going to kill it…Vestaline? For now, I want you to save Bruder. 」
However, as a demon, the mont it swallowed our weapons, I had no choice but to throw my reason away. Now I just wanted to rush and save Bruder.
I didn’t know if she was thrown away or if she took a distance herself, but Bruder was standing on the other side of Roseau, on the edge of the roof. From a distance, I could see that she was already vomiting blood. She had a deep wound. Was this guy the one who did it? This guy hurt my friend.
Vestaline heard my words and hit the red bricks with her toes. Nobody would stop her from running with montum. It felt like a rush with a battle axe.
And it was my job to keep Roseau’s attention until Vestaline rushed to Bruder. Great, it was easy to understand and it fit my nature.
I made Philos Trait sit on the roof earlier while pulling out the treasure sword in a position that made it float in the air. The purple hue glittered in the night like its primary color.
Well, I was thinking about how to get his attention. Curiously, Roseau wasn’t interested in Vestaline running beside him or Bruder lying down behind him. He kept looking straight at with his eyes wide open.
Okay, he was clearly fixated in . Sorry, but I don’t have that kind of hobby.
「I was waiting for you, my enemy. I heard that a bloodthirsty mountain dog would co here soon.」
Roseau’s eyes were rough, as if they were packed with fire. The tone of his voice was also different from what I heard in front of the castle gate. He had a gentlemanly attitude at that ti, but now he seed to show his thorny emotions.
I said while removing the chewing tobacco from my lips.
「Mountain dogs are hungry only for at, while blood is always hungry for humans or gods. How about you, Roseau? 」
I gazed at Roseau while saying those light-sounded words. The knife and axe that were supposed to be stuck in his body had lost their power and were thrown onto the roof without force. The cuts they made on the skin also seed to be gradually closing while blowing up smoke. Was it possible to say that heat was forcibly closing the wounds?
The truth was that I shouldn’t overlap my blade with such a monster, no, with such a demon. There was no Caria or Filaret here, unlike what happened in Belfein. Although Ann acted as a liaison, it would be too convenient to expect imdiate reinforcents.
Bruder and Vestaline were two forces in themselves, but they wouldn’t be able to help. Not to ntion Philos Trait.
I was stuck, which ant that I had to do it by myself. What a wonderful thing.
「I see. Then, neither of us are humans, Lugis…Lugis Vrilligant. 」
Roseau’s expression was pleasant, but sowhat dangerous. His spirit looked excited in a dangerous way. If the heat was blown away even for a mont, it was likely to lose one’s life.
However, I didn’t think that the person who had transford into an obvious demon would call the Great Devil Vrilligant. Roseau looked more mythical than .
I saw Roseau stepping in this place, uttering those words. Those were not casual steps, but steps aid at giving utmost power. With that alone, the red bricks at his feet had the power to crush a person. The debris beca like tiny weapons to pierce into the hollow.
The pain of the cuts ran through my skin slightly. It felt like a dazzle when it slamd at my cheeks and eyes. Roseau’s swung up his arm when jumping, and such sight was reflected at the edge of my view. The space between and Roseau disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Two steps later, my view was hollow, probably because pieces of red bricks had entered my eyes. My skin felt the sign that Roseau’s fla was approaching . I narrowed my eyes. One step further, my cheeks felt so vicious pressure. That pressure was close enough to easily crush my skull.
After that, it was a zero step…it was ti.
At that mont, I opened my eyes and made the treasure sword growl and draw a purple line in the night sky. It ran from top right to bottom left. The sound of the flash of light that cut through the hollow was comfortably echoing in my ears.
The blade of the treasure sword easily bit the flesh of the enemy and made blood burst. Beyond that, I felt a firm feel. It felt like breaking the spine, which was the core of the body.
The dissonance between flesh and bone struck my ears. Roseau’s internal organs were creaking and screaming.
The blood on the cheeks and arms had a strange heat. There was a burning sound. However, I did not care about that.
After slashing Roseau’s upper body with the sword, I slamd my shoulder against Roseau’s body with the montum of swinging the treasure sword. I wanted to bounce him off in a rush attack, if possible.
However, it was quite heavy. After colliding with all my weight, Roseau only retracted slightly. It was impossible. No matter how much I thought about it, it was not the weight of a person.
The feeling of pressure hit my body. Roseau’s palm looked sowhat strange. At his fingertips, sothing like a fla was visible.
Indeed, if that blow caught sowhere in my body, my at would lt and the blood would boil, and I would die imdiately. I had such an unmistakable and terrible feeling.
But, just as the blade that did not tear the flesh had no aning, the fla that did not burn the skin also had no aning. Perhaps, I forcibly aid at his body without realizing the implications of my attack. Roseau’s posture was greatly tilted.
I took back the blade of the treasure sword that was left shaken. My wrist rang slightly.
Even though it was a demon that lted weapons and did not get fatally wounded, its appearance was that of a human being. In that case, I should cut off his limbs and half of his body so that he would not move them. It would be the sa as being dead. I had to move the weapon faster than it burned, and even faster than the healing wounds.
Step half a step. Ti was already short enough. I had to keep this distance in order to crush not only the at but also the bones.
I found that blood had beco a fiery fever as it fell on my cheeks. I further narrowed my eyes. I fixed the legs and drove the body so that the hips drew a circle. The purple hue was swung out as if it had beco one with my arm.
…A dark purple light drew a semi-circle in the space and cut the hollow. A few monts later, a red line appeared on Roseau’s belly.
It was a flash of blood. I felt the peculiar touch of scraping off the internal organs of his belly along with the dullness when cutting off his bones.
Roseau’s torso slid down from the lower body as if it had lost its support. I saw Roseau reaching out to with his eyes wide open and frenzied.
My fingertips did not reach. Only a little heat was burning my cheeks. On the red brick, two chunks of ats laid down. I heard a large amount of blood spilling from Roseau’s body, and it burned the edges of the red bricks.
Well, it would be easier if he died now. I swung the treasure sword in the air to shake off the sticky blood. A scorching sll pierced my nose.
The body was cut in two, the shoulders were torn and the internal organs were spilling with a burning sll. It was an unmistakable and inescapable death.
However, how much ordinary common sense could I apply to this demon? I saw a similar existence with Eldith before, who was the incarnation of destruction.
Then, this one would not die yet.
「…There is no rcy, even though the deviating hunter is soone that misses the prey.」
It was no longer a voice, but the sound of fire overlapping with words.
Roseau’s body was wrapped in flas as if he had thrown away its at and blood. He no longer needed the human body wrapped in at and skin. It burned.
I replied, slightly biting my lips and snorting.
「Hey, hey, you raised your hand at my friend. I don’t think I need to have rcy on soone like you, don’t you agree?」
I said to the deceased who was burning in the flas. I felt that my chest had a strange fever.
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