The gluttonous dragon starts from the plane of hell

Chapter 200
Combat is not a game, nor is it an arena to compete for [resource] and [cunning]. Combat is combat itself.

Or, this is a kind of fighting...

Although it feels like an understatement, thinking of the possibility of victory while fleeing, but the pain that Bercy's body is covered with at this moment is not a joke.

The big difference between reality and games is...

In reality, losing the health bar will hurt, and it will be very painful.

However, Bercy didn't really dislike this feeling, after all, he hadn't encountered a difficult and powerful enemy for a long time.

The last time I personally fought against a [not weak] existence like this was when I was in the hatching pool.

Bercy twisted at will, in order to avoid the air blade fired by the opponent into the air... The fourth level, the opponent is the fourth level.

Moreover, it feels like the group that is difficult to deal with in the fourth order...

After all, the other party has its own characteristics, and those 21 clones feel like they are both fourth-order existences, if they want to fight the other party.

Probably quite a headache too, right?
But luck is very good, the opponent doesn't seem to be good at air-to-air, and there is a problem with the accuracy of the attack...

In other words, he has an extraordinary attachment to Bercy's neck, and feels that all attacks are directed there.

And on this basis, Bercy's firepower is very fierce.

Bercy's dragon's breath and light blade, the fireball launched by the Seven Island Semu [Fire Element Transformation] form on his head, and the elemental magic bombardment of the mage girl sitting on Bercy's neck.

It can only be said to be a very intensive firepower attack, a saturation strike.

Belhey's dragon breath can also knock out the opponent's wind blade, making it possible to move without hurting the opponent... This is the power of the projectile against the bonus.

Bercy remembers +2?

In this way, maybe you can win!
As long as you find the other party's [main body] first, try to approach it, and then follow what Sanmei said, [forbidden magic] on it, so that the other party loses the ability to control the clone.

This is the answer to this puzzle!

Belhe made such a judgment, his blood boiled a little, and he concentrated his targets on the black robes of the [Assassin] clones.

Of course, Bercy himself was not sure which avatars belonged to the [Assassin] profession, and the only person who could make a judgment was Seven Island Semu who kept giving instructions.

[Brother!On the right side of the team, there are already some scorched black marks on the robe!And the one in front of this guy! 】

[The third one from left to right, the one who is accumulating wind blades! 】

Along with Belshe's main attack target on the opponent's black robe, he no longer cared about the power of the dragon's breath itself.

Combat also started getting easier.

The advantage of high altitude is such an obvious thing. Perhaps something like [air supremacy] is of great significance in any world.

But even so...

"laugh!!!"

From time to time, there are still air blades flying over from time to time, passing through the dragon's breath that can easily defeat the air blade from a tricky angle.

"Chucky!"

Countless bloodstains were cut out on Bercy's body, some of them were more dangerous, and one could even see Berchy's white bones from the flesh and blood.

[Brother, is it okay? 】

Seven Island Semu asked this, and took out handfuls of blood bottles from his own system space and slapped Bersh on the forehead.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As bottle after bottle of medicine shattered on Bercy's forehead, Berchy's injuries also began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Whether it was glass slag or red potion, they also quickly began to disappear, as if they had never appeared before.

"Of course it doesn't matter."

Bercy, whose face was gradually disappearing with red liquid, said so, and he stared at the number of those black-robed Ex-Machina.

Eight people, and there are still eight people left... Among them, how many are assassins, and which ones are not sure.

But in the next attack, the probability of being able to determine the identity of the other party is one in eight.

With every trial and error, this number will become smaller and smaller, and finally become [one] representing victory, that's it!

"Chucky!"

With the wind blade flying, Bercy's dragon breath this time hit the clone, but it also reduced the opponent's number to 7.

As for the extra injuries?

"Bang bang bang!"

The medicine was shattered, and the wound healed quickly as before.

"Fire element! Burn it! Destroy the young people who hide their heads and show their tails! Break through their disguise!"

Under the angry shout of the mage girl, the fire element that burst out quickly swept up, reducing the opponent's number again.

Although it was just burning the opponent's robe.

"..."

After that, it is such a cycle.

Moreover, after personally experiencing the power of the healing potion, Bercy's fighting style became more and more arrogant.
"Chichichi..."

"Bang bang bang..."

"Chi Chi Chi, Bang Bang Bang..."

Bercy no longer knows how many shots he has eaten, and the position and power are relatively dangerous wind blades, and it's the same...

He has become so unconscious that he doesn't know how many bottles of potions have been dropped on his head by Semu Nanichishima.

It hurts, it hurts...

Whether it is the pain of the wound being cut or the pain of the rapid healing of the wound, it is unimaginable and unacceptable pain.

Even, the pain caused by the healing process is probably three or four times more painful than the injury.

On the ground at this moment, a lot of Bercy's blood has already flowed, mixed with the scorched ground and the cracks cut by the wind blade.

The scene formed is as if it was formed by countless magicians.

Wherever the dragon's blood flows, probably beautiful flowers will bloom in the future, right?Dragon blood flower?
Sounds like a good name.

"Master... there are still two enemies left."

Herilinde called Belhee softly to remind her of this, and she looked at the wind blade that was attacking more and more fiercely.

【Well, there are only two men in black robes left. 】

Seven Island Semu stared over there, and said: [The two assassins... Sure enough, the real body was left to the end. 】

Yes, this is a matter of course.

After all, fighting is not a turn-based system, and the battle between the two parties is not really the so-called [22/21], [[-]/[-]] hit rate.

It is actually very simple to make the main body less conspicuous, or simply to be the last one to reveal its identity.

The most basic thing is to let the main body use the avatar as a shield as much as possible to avoid the spray of dragon's breath, but the behavior of the other party is more proof.

The opponent's [main body] is not as [meat] as those avatars, at least it cannot survive a round of spit unscathed.

"Haha... I'm almost out of ammunition and food."

Bercy said with a light smile, while saying this, Wing suffered a sharp attack, making him stagger.

Almost crashed in the air.

However, Seven Island Semu's healing potions were replenished in a timely manner, and Big Brother Bercy was healed very quickly.

"My dragon's breath bag is starting to go on strike."

As Bercy said, he sighed and smiled at the same time, enduring the extreme hunger in his stomach: "I'm starving to death... I must have a big meal afterwards."

【Hungry?Um……】

Said Nanaoshima Semu thought of something, she looked at the healing potion in her hand, and suddenly thought of something.

By the way, treating this kind of thing...

In this world, whether it is healing spells or healing potions, in essence, it is all about accelerating self-healing ability.

Even snake scale powder is good, the essence of quick healing is a terrifying self-healing power.

It is still a recovery behavior with the subject being treated as the main body, and as long as it is self-recovery, it needs to obey the laws of the world.

Consume mana, or... nutrients.

If he kept using blood bottles to heal without supplementing food, the eldest brother might die suddenly.

Even if he doesn't pass out, there may be some hidden dangers left behind.

[Brother opens his mouth! 】

Amidst the voice of Seven Island Semu, Bercy opened his mouth subconsciously, and then... the delicious smell of roasting appeared.

It was a savory barbecue that tasted like a good steak...

Medium-rare, with pink-tender meat and squeezed gravy in the center, and well-done on the outside, with a beautiful tan grid texture.

Anything is delicious when you're hungry, not to mention that the food made by Nanaoshima Semu cannot be bad.

Da Zhuang watched all this quietly, feeling the horror of Seven Island Semu and Bercy.

Bercy has a terrifying attacking ability, and from the point of view of defense, he is also a kind of tough.

And Seven Island Semu created a situation, a situation composed of a combination of multiple abilities...it's called infinite battery life.

The combination of these two existences seems to be a natural weapon of war.

Except that its own level is not high enough, it is completely a sky fortress.

"..."

"Then, hopefully this is the final blow's... spit!"

Belhe gritted his teeth and made a statement, carrying the wind blades that were obviously denser than countless times, and skipped over one of the two black robes.

at the same time……

"boom!!!"

The dragon's breath spewed out, and the [body] of that black robe almost immediately wanted to use the bodies of other Ex-Machinas around him to block the gun.

But before that...

"Earth elemental! Capture him!"

The mage girl gave up the fire element with the ability to burn clothes, but decisively chose the earth element that is most suitable for the current situation.

The rock pillar of the earth element surged up from under the opponent's body, firmly fixing the opponent's legs in place...just for a moment.

The powerful strength of the Ex-Machinas made the opponent easily out of control.

But just such a moment is enough!
"boom!!!!"

The purple-black dragon flame instantly hit the target, and it was also visible to the naked eye while burning the opponent's robe.

Orange radiance emanated from the chest of that Ex-Machina!
It was a crystal inlaid on the machine body, and the shimmering brilliance was proof that it was continuously delivering magic power to the Ex-Machinas.

"found it!"

【it's him! 】

"..."

"Brother! Get close to him! As long as I can touch him, I can activate the power of this ring! Make him unable to maintain the magic connection."

The mage girl shouted so loudly. Under the wind pressure caused by the high-speed movement, she pressed the hat, letting the hat be rattled by the wind.

According to her, the Ex-Machina needs a continuous supply of magic power to control other clones, so it only needs to cut off the other party's magic power connection.

The mage girl pressed the ring on her right hand, showing a winning expression: "Ten seconds, I can ban it for ten seconds."

Ten seconds, that's totally enough!

Half of this ring, or the ten rings in the hands of the mage girl, were taken from the territory of the noble man who had dueled with the mage girl.

After all, the other party lost all his property to the mage girl, and even lost his title to her in a legal sense.

Among them, of course, there are many magic props, such as the ten rings worn by the ten fingers of the mage girl.

Didn't expect it to come in handy here...

"I see, then... I'm going!"

Bercy said so, and flew towards the direction of the [main body], but during the time of confirming the main body, the other party had already started to gather.

The 22 Ex-Machinas began to gather towards the main body, surrounding it as a [shield] in a certain sense.

Such a situation is undoubtedly a bit tricky.

After all, the durability attribute of the opponent's clone is really terrifying, and Bercy suspects that it has self-healing ability, so it is simply invincible.

But the opponent's body is not very good.

Under the cover of the previous dragon's breath, at this moment, the opponent's metal body has begun to deform, as if it is about to melt at any time.

But in the current situation, it is very difficult and risky to go beyond the clone to attack the main body.

"Well, I..."

Da Zhuang opened his mouth, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, then made some decision, smiled: "Actually, I'm really second-order~"

Eh?What's the meaning?Why did Da Zhuang suddenly say this?

Whether it was Bercy, who knew the situation, or others who didn't know the situation, they were all confused, and they were not sure about Da Zhuang's intentions when he said this.

"After all, I'm a priest, but Brother Gomo has never responded to the priest's beliefs...so I've always been a first-order."

Da Zhuang said so, he took out a small sword from his arms, and said, "However, after I believed in the Great God of the system, I became a second-order."

Wait, what does this mean... the system master responded to him?
However, the master of the system was just randomly made up by Bercy and Seven Island Semu, and is synonymous with the system panel of Seven Island Semo.

[The master of the system responded that you are strong? ! 】

Da Zhuang shook his head in response to Seven Island Semu's surprised question. He smiled naively and scratched his head: "Haha, no, but..."

"I have decided the scriptures based on what the boss and the second brother (Nananoshima Semu) usually say, right?"

"I myself, answered myself."

"..."

Having said that, Da Zhuang completely pulled out the black dagger from his clothes, and he gently closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the color of his pupils completely reversed.

The irises and pupils turned pure white, while the whites of the eyes showed an extreme black.

Then, it was as if nothing happened.

Yes, at least Bercy and the others didn't feel that Da Zhuang had done anything, he had already returned to normal and retracted the sword.

but……

……

The 22 Ex-Machina species have been completely dispersed at this moment, no longer forming a group that is difficult to conquer, but forming an even and regular formation like a line of elementary school students or a guard of honor...

square array.

(End of this chapter)