Different Dream Worlds - Reborn Cheats and Mysterious Skills to Build Different Worlds

When Gilk came to get me, I thought my routine would start a little harder than usual.

However, in a bit of a rush, what happened today, goes by.

That's what I thought.

I never thought my mother would fall. Basil, Sister Shara, Gerk, Gilmouth, I didn't expect them to come out with no hands or feet.

When I left them and ran away, I was staring at everyone's backs.

Looking at their backs, their feet stopped naturally.

I want to protect you.

About everyone.

Even in exchange for your life.

As much as I thought so, I cared about everyone.

So I couldn't get away.

I don't want anyone to die.

Even if it's not the kind of opponent you can win, if that's holding me back, you can't run away.

I'm exhausted.

Let me through.

That's the freest adventurer in the world, isn't it?

"Go, first"

The words came out naturally.

The sudden and confused head was back to normal.

"No, you can't! Oh no..."

"I can't! You're dead!

"You can't leave me, Ray!

"Pii!"

……

You said you'd stop and hold your legs, and leak a sad voice to me, except for Gilk.

Gilk didn't say anything.

I know Gilk.

Keep it up, when they all get hit...

And he said I was the one who could buy the most time...

"Go."

That's what I said again.

I don't want to run anymore, so help my voice.

"Hey, I'm with you..." "Dossssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss" "

I went around behind Charstena and stunned her.

I knew this would happen.

Charstena must never leave me...

"Gilk, please later"

"... sorry"

Don't worry about it.

Gilk has gripped his fist and apologized, as he regrets.

Behind you, I suppose, I'll keep saying things like that to you.

Meanwhile, they apologize. I laugh and say I don't care.

It's just my fault.

Gilk took charge of Charstena and left the scene. The other members follow me silently when I stare.

"No, it was a great goodbye. I saw something interesting."

Applause again, the man in the robe who showed up in front of me.

I ignored it and threw the question.

"... hey, are you a demon?

"Hmm. Have you noticed who I am? Sounds like a pretty good boy."

A demon who admits to being clam, just saying he didn't hide it in particular.

No, because you don't need to hide it...

I guess this guy is willing to kill me.

"So you flushed the protection of the evil gods into that underground water?

"Brilliant! Yes. I put the crystal of the power of the Evil God there. So, don't you know what happened to that crystal? I didn't have it when I got here..."

Me and the demon were talking normally.

I don't know what the devil's intentions are, but it's convenient for me.

I can buy you time.

"... erased from this world"

"... what? Did you erase the crystal of the power of the Evil God? How, no, in the first place, how do kids like you know that?

Doesn't matter, the demon man who's asked the question didn't seem to think the answer would come back.

Crystal of the power of the Evil God...

Was it still correct to isolate it?

"I don't know. I don't know how to teach you."

"I licked you... okay, I'm going to torture you and make you throw up"

Torture...

What do you mean, this guy won't kill me?

I don't know if I'm lucky enough to say...

Well, I don't care about that.

You can't just buy time.

If I lose, Charstena and the others are in danger.

There's no way a child can escape such a strong demon.

Here... take him down.

"Dragonfly."

I cast my magic.

If you get close, you get hit. I felt so intuitive.

So I decided to use magic.

"You can't take me down with that, can you?

"... go"

The demon said himself that he could not be defeated by a water dragon.

I guess you're right.

The biggest attack of the water dragon is the brace. But that takes time to fill.

So the demon won't be able to defeat it with a water dragon.

I think so too.

But that's fine.

Because water dragons are not the strongest braces.

And the demon doesn't realize it.

"Hmm, something like this..."

The demon put magic through his hands and tried to slash and tear the water dragon.

But that's what I'm after.

The demon man did not use weapons.

I don't know if you don't have it or if you don't need to use it.

The only thing I'm sure of is that I was magically coating my hands.

This demon is licking us humans.

Maybe he does have enough strength to do that. But this is not an exaggeration when it comes to the only gap I can put in.

Now the devil has pierced the gap. I shouldn't have touched the water dragon directly.

"Become...!

The water dragon was cut in two with a slaughter that I didn't think I would have cut with my hands.

But it doesn't hurt or itch for a water dragon to this extent.

For example, suppose that water was flowing from point A to point B.

Slashing and tearing there for only a moment, even if divided into two parts, the water at point A remains unchanged and flows into point B, reverting as if nothing had happened.

And the flow is terribly fast.

For each mutilated cause, pull back to normal flow.

"Knock...!

A demon swallowed up to his shoulder by the stream is stepping on his feet with force.

If you're this demon, maybe you can stand it with it for a second.

But that would be without me.

I magically punched a hole in the ground.

And the demon man, who was no longer comfortable stomping, was completely swallowed up by the stream.

This is not an easy way to escape.

I raised my hand. Towards the water dragon...

Eventually he conveys the raised hand, and the magic gathers before his palms.

A half-breed attack on a demon doesn't work.

Even the blow that raised the water dragon to its maximum might not work.

Then we just have to make a new move.

All I could think of was the sight just before I was dying.

Magic runoff.

That occurs when high-density magic gathers in one place.

For example, even if the amount of gathering is small, it's fine as long as the density is met.

Then let's consolidate the magic we have to the limit.

I remember the magic moves of that time.

Like a wild wind, there was magic swirling around me.

Reproduce it in a small magic sphere.

"Demonic Jade!

I pointed the finished magic ball at the water dragon and fired it.

A little impatience appeared in the face of the demon who was being flushed into the water.

A magic ball was swallowed inside the water dragon.

I condense it.

Magic density grew in the magic sphere and reached its limits.

Ignored my control, exploded and swelled up, swallowed every body of the water dragon, the demon.

Dobby, dobby, dobby, dobby.

The explosion that destroys what is there, regardless of the enemy allies, emits only the sound of destruction, scraping and destroying the area.

When the destruction stopped, the water dragon was disappearing.

Destruction wasn't just about matter, it also destroyed the flow.

The man in the wet robe stood on the ground, bleeding but destroyed.

The face is stained with anger and doesn't make you feel any room until earlier.

"... I'm surprised. I didn't know a kid like you would use magic...... I changed my mind. I will kill you here."

I may have pretended to be calm and hid my anger, but there was a toge in the verses of the word.

I guess I'm trembling with inner anger.

It's good evidence that we're supposed to kill them from torture.

"Kid hit you, you got it on your head?

"Apparently, you want to see hell"

To my provocation, a demon who lightly exposes his anger.

I guess you can't forgive a kid like me for letting you bleed out.

Otherwise, there's no way I'm riding this provocation.

"Heh, you think I can show you hell?

I made a doll.

The number is 20.

Those 20 bodies are simultaneously attacked by demons.

The demon destroys it somehow.

"... apparently you don't have a chance to defeat the earlier sorcery."

Having said that, he destroys the dirt doll with his magically fortified arms.

The demon man destroyed all the dolls, even though he didn't have to bother to destroy everything.

Looks like he wants to smash all my moves.

"What's next? Do you even make dolls with fire?

"... Flamewind Sword, Icewind Sword"

I created two swords.

One is a sword wrapped in fire that has fought several struggles together.

The other is the wind sword that wraps around the ice. Hot air and cold air pass to my skin separately.

A contrasting twist, glowing red and blue, I hold it in my hands and wave it down.

The blade of ice and fire strikes the demon.

The demon grabbed it with his hand and crushed it.

A small explosion occurs.

But the explosion never wounded the demon.

"Think interesting.... but it doesn't reach me. Your attack will not cause me any more scratches."

"... well spoken mouth. You're exaggerating your strength.

"What?

"Instead of scratches, you're bleeding. From all over."

"... shut up, kid. Get on with it."

When I point out exactly what the devil said, the devil, who completely exposed his anger, attacked me for the first time.

No feints, nothing. Free poking.

But it's so fast.

Originally, they wouldn't even be able to react and would skewer their bodies into beautifully aligned fingers.

But I could see that. Already before the demon moved.

The foresight taught me that.

I just activated one skill and it didn't even work with Pickle.

The demon thought it was unresponsive and grinned at his mouth.

I could see that, too.

And then the demon poke approached my chest, my heart.

Baggy.

I heard a dull noise.

"Gahhhhh."

A demon raised his voice to the pain.

When I saw it, I suppressed the hand that was sticking out, suffering in front of me.

Spatial fixation.

The demon's linear movements taught me the space to fix it.

The demon pierced his finger into a space that could never be torn apart, and his ridiculous power snapped his finger as it was.

As the demon suppresses his opposite pointed finger, I release the two swords and backstep.

"Liberation"

That's what I whined about during the backstep.

Follow that voice, and release the blade of fire and ice, which the two wielding swords have trapped in its body.

The demon showers it all over his body.

An inexhaustible blade strikes the demon.

The blade has a momentum of over 1000 and is disruptive.

Even a servant demon can't defend himself in time for this.

A blade that could not be bounced with his hands, one after the other, slashes and tears the demon's body, causing burns and frostbite.

Every time the wound burns and freezes, the demon smiles.

And gradually the number of blades begins to decrease.

He stuck out the bottom of the trapped blade. I took it for granted and played my finger.

"Demon Blast"

That was the trigger for a second destruction.

The ground at the foot of the demon suddenly makes a noise and shatters it.

Hard stones become sand, disturbed by a storm of magic.

And the demon man who lost the scaffold is caught up in it again.

"Son of a bitch."

Shortly before being swallowed, the demon raises a grudge.

I heard it silently.

I've been provoking demons.

That's because I set a trap on the ground in that place.

He had converted his magic powers into magic vegetables and stored them on the ground.

That's because when there's a trap there with magic sensing, it doesn't make you realize.

Magnetic vegetables cannot be sensed by magic sensing.

So the demon man who didn't realize there was a trap there fell into a trap.

All dolls, space fixation, attribute swords...

Seduce alarm with a doll, provoke it and lead it to a trap.

Prevent the demon's attack with spatial fixation and stop it on the spot with an attribute sword.

Everything is for sure, a fabric stone to swallow in another magic explosion.

On that ground, it accumulated much more immense magic than earlier.

2,000 were poured in as experiential returns and poured in as magic vegetables.

Now the Demon Man is being swallowed up by an explosion twice as powerful as it was when my magic storm broke out.

I stared at it, as I prayed.

Please. Don't get up anymore.

That's what I thought as I looked at the crumbling ground.

I can't fight any more now.

Now that Charstena is far away, I can't use experience reduction anymore.

The rest of the magic is only a little later.

I can't have an explosion anymore.

Destruction has subsided.

Demons don't come out.

"... done...?

I don't have a voice to answer my whine.

There is no one around right now.

In the distance, I can only hear the Knights fighting demons.

I sat on the spot with Stone.

After fighting in a situation where if I make a mistake, I die, I'm really out of my mind.

As much as I want to sleep here.

"Hey, what's up? ⁉"

"Get away from me."

"I'm going to do something."

I heard a rushing voice in the distance.

With his hips down, he sees the voice.

"What is that..."

The demons' bodies were unnaturally distorted.

Gunigni and his body deformed, and all the demons were distorting that body, as if even transforming it.

Eventually, that precarious body took a steady form.

It was a normal demon.

Weak demons like everywhere.

There is nowhere like S or A that was rampant until earlier.

As if it had degenerated, the magic that was hidden in it was also dwindling.

What happened...?

Because I defeated the Demon Man, is that...?

"... uhhhhh"

Suddenly, the crisis sensing reacted.

I left in a hurry.

Immediately after that, the ground cracked.

No, I was chopped to pieces.

At the end of that cracked ground was the ground that caused the magic explosion.

And a demon popped out of inside.

The body was full of blood and told the story of the earlier attack causing considerable damage.

"... it's dangerous, you... I didn't know you'd drive me this far that year... I changed my mind. I don't think you're a kid... I'll do everything I can to kill you."

It wasn't how I licked it earlier, or how I exposed my anger.

The tone is changing, and he's turning a cold slaughter.

Those eyes saw me as an enemy.

I feel clear hostility for the first time.

If you look closely, the body was different from the previous one.

Fangs grew from his mouth, and his face contained red lines that emerged like arteries in his hands.

And obviously a different sense of intimidation than before.

I feel the pressure as if it's a dragon god, just in front of me.

Dimensions are different...

I felt that way.

I can win. I'm not talking about winning.

The standing dimension itself is different.

My legs were shaking.

Until I was overwhelmed, I was afraid of demons who turned into powerful men.

You can't beat this guy for risking your life or anything like that.

If you'd noticed, I'd be lagging behind.

I'm not the only one.

The Knights were also stepping back to the heterogeneous signs emitted by the demons.

Hey, why... this guy...

How could you...

"Wow, wow, wow."

The demon disappeared and I was blown away if I noticed.

It flew directly beside the air parallel to the ground and was blown up to the outer wall of the King's capital.

Dogon, hon, hon.

"Hey, what's up? ⁉"

I heard Gilk in my flying consciousness.

If you look in that direction, your missed companion was about to enter the Wang capital exactly now.

"Ray, Ray, hey, are you okay?"

"Ray ⁉ Hey, hold on tight."

"Ray! Don't die! Come back."

"Pi, pi, pi, pi, pi"

He notices me, his people run over, and he rocks me.

I was still shaking.

The consciousness was blurred, and there was no willingness to fight.

But in my flying consciousness, the moment Gilk's carrying Charstena's face got into my eyes, an emotion I couldn't describe broke through my chest.

- I won't allow it. If you give up here, I won't forgive you, Ray.

The voice was that voice.

Voices heard, along with burning emotions.

The voice was angry.

He was angry at me for trying to give up.

My consciousness was tied to the voice and the furious emotions.

Anger springs up.

I don't know why.

But that anger connected me.

My body wasn't trembling anymore.

All the pain was gone so much that my consciousness was flying.

Turning a gaze full of anger is precisely the demon man who is about to approach us right now.

"Breaking the limits"

I screamed from the bottom of my belly.

Like putting everything on yourself...

Beyond my limits, I pushed the Gilks into the Devil's Landscape, trying to disappear from where they were.

"I can't lose."

Swing your sword down to the demon. Over and over again.

Use all remaining magic, too, to strengthen the sword, strengthen the flesh, just do your best.

But a demon who plays its full force lightly.

"I'm surprised there were still hidden balls...... but die"

The demon flew his sword and fed his fist to my belly, just because he had to do everything I could.

I guess the reason I wasn't good was because something happened earlier.

But I couldn't catch that looming fist.

With foresight and crisis sensing, it did not extend to its speed.

Dogon, hon, hon.

"Kahaha..."

Again, he was blown up and slammed against the wall.

Earlier, I was beaten to a completely different spot, and when I saw it, the Gilks came running over.

I was beaten harder than before, and I threw up blood from my mouth.

I fall to the ground.

I can't move my body...

Time out......?

The price for exceeding the limit hit me.

My body doesn't know what to say.

And before I fell to the ground, a demon stepped down.

The Gilks who are running over haven't arrived yet.

Don't come...

Now, when I come, they're all gonna do it...

I don't move. I scream.

But it doesn't even work with Pickle.

"... brilliant. There is no such thing as someone who can fight me this far before. At that age, you are worthy of admiration, with all your enemies. And I am glad that I was able to pick that bud up now.... Farewell, boy. Be proud to be killed by a pillar of the Demon King, and die."

Standing before me, the demon said so, waving his hand.

Bassin '

The hand I waved down was bounced in the air with nothing.

Immediately after, the demon's body is also bounced backwards.

And I got up slowly.

The demon looked stunned at me when I stood up.

"Why, beyond the limits of being able to rise, you must have received the price!

Yes, you're right. I got paid.

I still take it.

But I still have one skill left.

My only, only skills for me.

Experience reduction.

This was the only thing left.

And when I used this, I remembered Charstena's tears again.

But that wasn't traumatic.

Instead, I felt stronger that I couldn't lose.

And with the magic I restored, I created a backlash.

By the time the restitution was over, the attack had already arrived.

Bounced the attack, bounced off the demon man.

Then he filled the flesh with magic and manipulated the body with magic manipulation.

A demon was doing it, a move to turn his hand into a sword.

I imitated it.

To move the body, not to turn it into a sword...

Eventually, the demon realizes the same thing.

You must have sensed the magic that lives in my flesh.

"Be impotent... be adult, something that will make it easier if you die..."

I've regained my composure and turned my gaze so frightened.

But even if you're unscrupulous, you can't die.

I haven't been able to protect everyone yet...

My anger still doesn't hold up.

"... ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh"

I manipulated my mouth with magic manipulation, and while I was interrupted, I uttered my will.

"... then sink with my greatest offense.... 'Thunder striking sword running through everlasting darkness, obey my life' Black Thunder Sword!

The sky ahead, where the demon wrapped his hands, began to shed black light.

And the black light made a sound with the bees, and changed its shape to a great sword.

That was not my magic.

Black thunder, simply made the shape of a sword.

"Fall, Black Thunder Sword"

The demon's hand slowly swung down, and with it, a black thunder sword fell on me.

"... Ha-ha-ha."

It's not a word.

I just screamed.

I pointed my hand at the sky, which only moves slowly, and I shot only the magic.

But as if it meant nothing, the sword came down without losing momentum.

Dovan.

Suddenly, the black thunder sword unleashed smoke.

Thunder and smoke explosion, those two collided and became a blast, rushing through the battlefield with Wang Du.

After hunting the weakened demon, all the knights running over here and all those who stood still were burst with blasts.

Graaaaaaa

The roar rings from the sky.

Me and the demon turned to the voice.

In the sky ahead where I turned, there was a pale dragon. Its beautiful and radiant scales reflected the blue light.

I can't forget what that looks like.

I once rode on its back and emptied it.

Wearinese... how did you get here...?

Wearinese jumped in here fast enough to answer my questions.

To a dragon that suddenly appeared, people were about to panic.

Dogagagagagagagagagaga

Wearinese just landed, and the ground swept wide apart.

Is the boulder something like a dragon?

Do what I can't do if I'm serious.

And one man stepped down from Wearinese's back.

"Ray, well done. I'll take care of it."

That said, it was my father who pulled out the red glowing sword and showed up.

I haven't seen my father in a long time. Nothing had changed.

My father's unchanging smile reassured me.

It's all right now, I thought they said that.

"Who are you?

To his father, who suddenly appeared, the demon narrowed his eyes and asked him so.

My father did not answer that voice.

In an instant I stuffed the pause and swung through the sword.

When the demon dodges it on a single piece of paper, he jumps back.

"Chip."

"Who the hell are you...?

Avoided the attack, to his tongue-in-cheek father, the demon once again threw a question to his father.

Now you're willing to answer, my open mouth father.

"Ah? Keep your hands on people's sons, what the fuck are you talking about? If you're going to get your hands on me, you need to know about my face."

A father who runs unscrupulous rhetoric.

And a demon who looks as if he's convinced somewhere.

"I see, the boy's father. Then this strength is also convincing."

"What are you so convinced of?"

When I say that, I pack my time again, my slaughtered father.

Now the demon, too, with his magic in both arms, intercepts.

I can only hear the two hands disappear and the swords bump into each other.

Those who were no longer able to come about the successive changes also took their breath and opened their eyes to it.

I thought the move would be the culmination of this world.

Both have different dimensions.

Hardly, not in my eyes.

Occasionally, the sword and arm hit each other, and only when they pressed each other could I see those arms.

The body is securely sewn to the ground and barely moves off the spot.

Neither of them pulled a single step, and I couldn't step in again.

The breadth of the time is up there by my father, but the demon will cover that with a trick.

But I could see which way the battle was in favor.

My father was attacked by all the demons with his sword, and he didn't suffer any scratches.

Meanwhile, demons who have already been damaged in the battle against me. Plus on the demon's fortified arms, his father's attack causing cuts.

Gradually, the demon has a rushed look on his face. More cuts to the arms and dull movement.

And the long antagonistic state leaned decisively. My father's sword cut off the demon's arm.

"Gahhhhh."

The demon suppressed his missing arm and pulled.

I'm not the father who misses that.

"Flame Slash"

The swinging blow completely captured the demon's torso.

Magic fortified flesh and sword antagonized for a moment.

A moment later, the demon was torn in two and the incision was burning.

"Guffa!"

A demon who spits a lot of blood and splits in half lying on the ground.

"Who, you? That's not true, is it?

To the laying demon. Now my father put out a question.

He seems to be my father when I ask him in two, but I thought I'd ask him sooner.

"Gaha... no way, evil god, turned, I lose, I don't know..."

The demon man did not answer his father's question and whined like he was talking to himself, feeling like he could not believe that he had lost.

"Evil? Evil god for sure... yes, a bad god! You were one of them!

Pong slapped his hand and said that he remembered that his father had no dust left in his earlier appearance.

I'm a bad god...

You're too vague...

"... that's, no. Evil gods, dear, are bad, not. This world is bad."

"Huh? What, I don't know what that means..."

"The evil god, born, is also in this world. And let…………………"

"... Hey, I'm not screwing you on the way. What do you care?"

That's what my father said. He kicked the demon's body.

Dude!

You can't do that!

No matter how many enemies, that's kinda pathetic...

My father didn't get that thought, and when he found out he kept kicking and didn't regain consciousness, he eventually burned it.

It's cremation in a way, but what about slashing it when you burn it as a treatment for dead people...

With such questions, the battle came to an end.