Comprehensive Man is Wrong, Start with Three Skills

　　The enemy has evolved a magic-like ability——

　　This is not the most desperate, but Fron's only weapon, the [Jungle Shortsword], shattered after high-intensity combat and the destruction of the additional magic of the destruction attribute.

　　Replacing one of the enemy's limbs with a weapon and abolishing its mobility is profitable no matter how you look at it. For others, this is already a sure win.

　　——?

　　"Fuck!"

　　The confused Frohn punched the tiger in the face, and then quickly backed away.

　　"No more weapons—"

　　Embarrassing things happened.

　　Fighting monsters with your body is definitely overthinking it.

　　The monster's body has an unparalleled advantage, and an adventurer with a weapon is like a six-four open to confrontation. How can you fight a monster without a weapon?

　　"Hehe, hehehe-"

　　The battered monster let out a terrible roar from its throat, and its ferocity has returned to its originality.

　　The unarmed Floen was once again in a desperate situation. If he wanted to run, he would definitely not be able to run away. He would abolish the enemy's mobility, but his body shape was there, and he couldn't get through.Once the back is exposed to the enemy, there is only one fate to meet him.

　　There is only one way in the narrow passage, and the brave who meets the narrow road is the winner.

　　"Phew—I still have magic."

　　"and--"

　　Feeling the soaring mental power, Frohn smiled:

　　"Now, I am stronger!".

Chapter 13

　　In the labyrinth city of Orari, the huge city wall in the west is rendered the color of dusk by the fiery red of the sky.

　　Time passed, and the moon with its elegant brilliance was covered with a thin cloud, quietly occupying the center of the dark curtain.

　　Scattered scattered clouds, covering a few stars.

　　The magic stone lamps on both sides of the street were lit, and entertainment venues such as pubs and hotels were loud and noisy.

　　The city that never sleeps revealed a corner of it.

　　North District, "Twilight Pavilion".

　　Loki sat in a huge meeting room at the top of the tower.

　　The senior members of the family usually chat or hold meetings here.

　　Because he was on an "expedition", Loki was the only one at this time.

　　She squinted her eyes and looked out the window in the direction of the Tower of Babel.

　　"The child hasn't come back at this time. Did something happen?"

　　As for throwing his life there, Loki didn't even think about it.

　　That is the trust and confidence in their own children.

　　"Isn't there an 'abnormal situation' that happened on the first day? That would be too bad luck."

　　"Counting the time, the children of the 'Expedition' should also come back, right?"

　　Even gods cannot see through the unknown.

　　But Loki guessed right this time. The unfortunate Floen won the grand prize the first time he explored the dungeon, which is still the kind of life-threatening.

　　The passage from the fifth floor of the "Dungeon" to the sixth floor.

　　A bloody battle between an adventurer and a monster could be seen through the faint phosphorescence of the walls.

　　This fight was not like a battle between adventurers and monsters at all, but rather like a duel of gladiators in an ancient gladiatorial arena.

　　The collision of blood and blood, fist and claws, muscle and muscle is so primitive and savage, but it can also arouse the deepest desire in people's hearts——

　　Even Fron, who was afraid of death, never imagined that one day he would show such wildness.

　　"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"

　　"Boom, bang, bang—"

　　One punch, one punch, another punch!

　　The fist that exposed the bones slammed into the monster's head, causing the monster to be dizzy and fell into a state of rigidity.

　　Seizing the opportunity, even in a hysterical deathmatch, he kept the last thing called reason.

　　The flame thunder covered him again, and he slammed around the enemy's fangs, and with a "roar" that didn't resemble a human, he snapped the enemy's weapon.

　　"Ooooooooooooooooo-"

　　The pain of the broken tooth was like ten fingers connected to the heart, and the violent saber-toothed tiger smashed the dwarf human away.

　　"call out--"

　　With a "bang", Frohn's body hung on the wall, and the terrifying impact made his brain dizzy, and blood spurted out of his mouth.In the end, it slowly slipped to the ground.

　　"Hush-rib, cough-cough-cough-cough-"

　　"Broken ribs I don't know how many, hissing-"

　　While talking, he still vomited blood, but he still laughed when he saw the enemy's fangs that had been broken by him.

　　"Now, what are you killing me with?"

　　Facing the blood-stained enemy, the saber-toothed tiger had an inexplicable emotion brewing in his heart, and that was a sense of fear.

　　This human being is different from the other smashes—

　　Must, must, must kill this human—

　　Only this belief is absolute!

　　Then it showed a fierce light again!

　　"Pooh--"

　　He spat out the blood foam in his mouth and wiped away the blood that obscured his vision with the back of his hand.

　　Because the weapon shattered, the scales were balanced again, no—it should be tilted toward the monster.

　　If it weren't for the dark night, the skill trigger doubled his mental power, resulting in a huge increase in the endurance and power of the magic. At this time, he would already be a corpse.

　　His whole body was tattered and tattered, with only a few rags left on his shirt hanging casually. Most of the parts were covered with deep, visible wounds. His fists were exposed with bones, and blood was dripping continuously.

　　The only thing left intact is the left arm.

　　The blond hair is no longer dazzling, the gray is covered with blood, there are enemies, and there are their own.

　　His handsome and angular face also had multiple cuts, blue and purple, and one eye was even red and swollen tightly closed.

　　He was so severely injured that he was extremely weak, but the only thing he opened when he opened his golden eyes was exceptionally bright.

　　As an opponent, the "enhanced species" saber-toothed tiger with Lv.2 potential ability also turned bloody.

　　The messy fur was torn, the bones even pierced through the muscles, and it was punched out by a certain reckless man. The two fangs were even broken by brute force, and the limbs were missing a limb, that is This led to heavy damage by humans who used the fighting tactics.

　　All cause and effect, the terrifying magic played a vital role.

　　It is unimaginable that the enemy's fangs, claws, and even bones and bones were destroyed by that special destructive property during the impact.

　　The terrifying lethality can be wielded with a fist even without a weapon.

　　More than an hour has passed.

　　The long, high-intensity battle made Frohn a miracle even standing.

　　The enemy's counterattack hit him hard with a direct blow, his arms dropped, his trembling legs trembling, let alone fighting.

　　And the enemy, despite being severely wounded and dying, still has the power to fight again. This is the horror of monsters.

　　Blood was pouring out of the wound all the time, and Frohn, who had lost too much blood, could now see things blurred, and even had double images.

　　Shaking his lips, he murmured bitterly:

　　"It's just--is it over?"

　　"—No, I still want to pursue magic—"

　　“Want to taste delicious food——”

　　"I've never had a girlfriend—"

　　"I-I'm too scared to die, I don't want to die ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah-"

　　In desperation, Frohn screamed for life.

　　bass--

　　The pitch-black flame throbbed and began to shrink slowly, following the left arm, gradually converging into the left hand.

　　That is, an advanced usage called additional magic.

　　In the desperate situation, in the longing for life, Frohn realized its true meaning.

　　"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

　　Don't give him any time at all, and give him a blow called death to the enemy who drives the prey to a desperate situation!

　　Rapid jumps added a variable to the charge, dashing quickly into the crumbling figure.

　　No claws and fangs, but it still has a huge body--

　　"Ah--"

　　"damn you*******"

　　In the hoarse roar, one person and one beast started the final collision.

　　"[Flaming explosion--]"