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

After a battle bad for the heart, they both took each other's moves at the same time. Approximately a few minutes until then. During those few minutes everyone understood. He said these two games were dangerous.

The audience understood it and chose to evacuate rather than watch it. A knight who directs it safely.

Seeing the spectators fleeing the arena one after the other, now that the two fights had stopped, Charstena caressed her peace of mind.

It was then. What made me scream?

"Baba, monster..."

"No, oh, don't come -!

"Come on, what is this guy? ⁉⁉R"

The imminent voice of a knight heard with a scream. The knight was sheltering his screaming audience and confronting the monster.

Transparent body like a red red phantom. Body length exceeds 3 meters, ghost standing on two legs. From the head of the ghost the tuna stretched, his eyes looking at the knight and the audience.

The knight put his sword in the front and waited for the ghost to move if he was to come. But the ghost wasn't interested in those knights. Just glancing away and looking softly, he turns inside the arena.

"That's..."

Only two of those on the spot figured out what the ghost was. Because I've seen a similar monster before.

"Knight Commander! That's bad. That's going to attack everything you see."

One of them, Carambel, approached him screaming at the Knights captain, who had just stopped Dikuld's rays. That meant a warning that we had to kill that monster now.

But the Knights captain leaned his neck against the ghost at my pace, without a problem.

"If what you're saying is true, why haven't those people been attacked?

Instead of attacking me, I don't even seem to be putting it on my teeth. Carambel saw a ghost with suspicious eyes in the words of the Knights captain, who did an analysis that could also be taken as calm.

"Why..."

That's the word that came out trying to crawl out of my mouth.

Why isn't that ghost attacking? Aren't you going to attack everyone you see?

No one had the answer to that question, including Dikuld, who created the ghost.

I don't know why I don't even know myself, that's not because Dikuld is an idiot or anything like that.

I don't know. What I have created and what it is my power.

Because that's what Dikuld's emotions were born of.

I did not create it of my own free will. I don't even have the skills. It's just that emotions crawled out of Dikuld's body alone using his unique skills.

So ghosts have a will. Because that originally came from emotion.

The first emotion that ran wild when Alice was caught. It embodied itself in a demonic way.

The emotion that created it is anger. Against the two people who grabbed Alice. But that wasn't all. Dikuld was angry at himself for failing to protect Alice.

That's why the devil stripped the Dikurds of their fangs, too. That demon's target included Dikuld himself.

And this time. Second rampage. It consisted of one emotion.

I don't want to lose to Ray.

Strongly damaged by the braces of the water dragon, he pulled his instant flying consciousness back to its emotions.

Dikuld is highly physically capable. But the ability of the original element is a little higher than Ray's. Supporting his high level of physical ability is skill bias.

The bias is biased towards improving physical abilities. But it doesn't improve all abilities. Strength and speed cannot greatly increase endurance.

That's his weakness, so to speak.

So if you take the moves you're taking right now, the damage is enormous. I can't stand up right away.

But his heart was burning like never before. A long-awaited battle with a friend that would return a real attack of its own at the counter. Yet I burned my fighting spirit to see if I could lose here.

That's who the ghost is.

So Ray is the only one the ghost is after. I don't deal with elephants. Because the ghost was born only to defeat Ray.

"Gahhhhhhh"

A ghost barked. It's the roar of finding the target.

The ghost jumped up. Everyone peeled as if the giant had jumped higher than the wall of the arena.

The Red Ghost, who lands with the roar, roars again. It was a voice that stirred up a target that draped its neck without burial force on the wall.

But Ray showed no reaction. His damage was also immense. Ultimately, he took a special blow naked.

It wasn't something that could move quickly. The unconsciousness of Ray being buried in the wall was evident from looking at the collapsed nightdoll.

Such rays are filled with gaps even from the side. But the ghost didn't try to attack Ray like that.

Raise the roar over and over again like you want to cover your ears, stirring Ray. That was a reflection of Dikuld's willingness to fight with dignity.

The audience feared such a ghost roar. They jumped up lightly so that there was no gravity or anything else in that giant, and they saw a monster trampling the ground, and they thought most of them were demons. That, too, is above grade S.

I was terrified that such demons were coming into the city. I inflated my negative imagination that if I left here, it would be covered with demons outside.

The same was true of knights. But instead of being afraid, he had burned his mission before him to protect this country.

That man wakes up as such a mess rolls around.

"I don't want you to."

What kind of situation is this?

A monster who regains consciousness with a deaf voice but has never seen it in front of him.

What the hell is going on?

Did I lose?

What about Dick?

Damn, I regret flying my will.

"Come on... you're not bruising your whole body, are you?

I can't be buried forever, so when I got out of the wall and left it to myself, the pain ran all over my body.

What the hell, that light...

What do you mean, slip through quarantine? I thought you were cutting off space.

I mean, more than that. What is that monster?

I came out somewhere. What about Dick?

I run my eyes and look for Dick. But I don't see it at all. I noticed one thing instead.

The audience's gaze was fixed on the ghost and me.

This means...

"Dick, were you able to transform? ⁉?"

I didn't know you were hiding such moves...

If you look closely, the color has changed, but that ghost body looks similar to Dick's aura. I see, did you turn into a ghost with that aura?

"Gahhhhhhh"

"Ha, you don't talk ghosts? You're an actress."

You're in the middle of something. I guess I practiced.

But I'm not fooled. Actor, you didn't have enough acting practice to fool me!

Mistakes don't stop. It had already been decided in me that the identity of this ghost was Dick. Those who were listening to me, including Charstena, have looked at me like I was a fool.

But I was convinced this ghost was Dick. Because the fighting spirit coming from that ghost was just like Dick's.

Dick is the only one who comes at me with such a fighting spirit.

So that mistake didn't mean a total mistake.

"But don't think you can beat me because you've transformed, okay?

"Gahhhhhhh"

Totally. It's good to be in the role, but make sure you can have a little conversation.

"You're not the only one who can transform. Look, this is my transformation."

I shuffle and I push my right hand up and turn slowly. I don't have to do that, but when it comes to transformation, I felt like I had to turn my arms for now. Japanese.

I tried to sink deep and deep inside, even as I posed as such a joke.

"What are you doing with that idiot? Didn't I hit you in the head? I'm embarrassed."

I can't hear you. I can't hear you. I can't hear a guy who's genuinely crazy.

"He said he was transformed... no way?

Oh, please be quiet. You can't concentrate. I'm fooling around with that in my mind, but I get more focused.

Remember that time.

Give me all your sight, hearing, and touch.

Instead...

Tokun..................

- Give me the power of a dragon.

My body glowed. Those who watched me and the ghost exchange in that intense light cover their eyes.

"Dazzling."

"Huh? 8265? Really transform?"

Luminescence as if it were an evolutionary time. The light that covers me transforms my body.

To the dragon.

"Dragonization"

When the luminescence healed, my body was covered in watery scales. The shirt, which was about to be torn in Dick's attack, was torn by spread wings and exposed to water-colored scales covering his upper body.

The pants were just torn at the tail, and the important place wasn't exposed, but it's not hard to imagine the lower body covered in scales either.

The two tunos that grow from your head glow blue as opposed to the red ghost in front of you. And sharp, pointed nails that people don't have.

No matter which one I took, it was so different than what I looked like before the transformation. The only thing that doesn't change is the face. However, the skin was also enhanced by the protection of the Dragon God.

"Oh, I've been a monster to him! Shull, what are we gonna do? ⁉ Defeat ⁉ We have to kill him. ⁉

"Oh, Anna, calm down. Because Ray just transformed. Because I didn't become a monster...................... I guess"

Speak up there. Because it hasn't turned into a monster.

Damn, those two get it wrong, too, because Dick's in the role. If he'd talked normally, there wouldn't have been such a misunderstanding. It's all right.

"Dick, it's time to get back to work."

"Gahhhhhhh"

The Red Ghost roared to answer my words.

"Hey, Shall. He hit me in the head after all. Where is that person?"

"Yeah, I think I hit it pretty hard. I was wondering if you could finish the game soon. I'm worried about Ray's head, so I'd like to see him soon..."

You shut up from earlier. Those two. Why do you hear more or less?

I don't have any other cheers for some reason. Only those two people can hear each other well. Why aren't you cheering?

I realize that...

Well, okay. Fighting Dick is a priority now.

Yeah, I drove it to the edge of my head.

"Let's go."

I dropped my hips and ran into the Red Ghost. I don't need a weapon. Because I have nails.

I scratched a ghost with my magical nails. But...

Kasssssssss

- Feels so light that I don't think the attack was a clean hit. I was confused by the discomfort of the feeling.

What, this body...

The discomfort wasn't just the feeling. The scratching noise and its visible wounds make me uncomfortable. I heard it as if I had cut the air, and the wound recovered within just a few seasons.

"Gahhhhhhh"

Wow, wow, wow.

The ground blew up with a blast like an explosion. I took that blow, and I ranged.

Is that body just an aura? What do you mean, you can't do damage without hitting his body?

Where's the main body?

I look in the ghost for a body that doesn't exist. But you couldn't possibly find me staring, and I stopped looking.

"Knock."

Every time a ghost waves his fist down, a rock flies like a shotgun. I pushed through the storm of that shotgun as I took it on a scale.

It doesn't work like this on dragonization that gives you endurance values like fools. It's like a bee bullet.

"The main body is hidden behind its body."

I jump into the ghost, screaming like that, into it without resistance.

Just as I thought. I knew I put it in. After that, I'll take him from here...

That's what I thought while I was at it.

"Guuuuuuuuuuu"

I was attacked by a burning pain all over my body.

What... this body... is the same as Dick's attack...

The ghost who swallowed me inside stuck his hand in his own belly. And then he grabbed me for enduring pain in it, and when I pulled through, he slammed me to the ground.

"Gaha......"

I got slammed to the ground, and I spit blood and leaked a distressed voice.

Damn, it was a failure. I didn't know that body had the same effect as Dick's rays...

Are you separate from the aura that covers Dick's body?

I was spitting blood and turning my thoughts to Dick's nasty abilities as I watched his pursuit fist loom.

Dogahhhhh

A relentless fist blow crushes the ground. I can't stand the pain sandwiched between that fist and the ground, and I leak the pain.

"Gu-ha-hoo."

Now I threw up a lot of blood. A blow that shoots through Dragon God's protection. It's already too late to regret that I should have wrapped my magic around it. An indeterminate vision, the power to fall out. Once again, I was about to let go of consciousness.

"Ray!!

Sharstena's scream was directed at me lying in the center of the ground with the crack.

The voice drew back the flying consciousness.

... right. I have to win.

We can't just lose this once.

Flirty and uncertain gaze. Pain and damage that is likely to take you conscious as soon as you lose your mind.

But I stood up to fulfill my other vow.

No, I jumped up.

"Ha?............ ha ⁉ ●"

Anna was stunned after seeing me fly up into the air using her feathers twice.

What is more surprising now? I've been running for years. But running in the sky and flying seemed the same and completely different.

"Ugh, no... Ray's flying..."

Charstena also opened her eyes again and was stunned. As far as I'm concerned, I can't break my clothes, and I'm more used to running in the sky. I treasure them, but shockingly, they're bigger flying.

"Gahhhhhhh"

He's shown me a jump where ghosts don't even make me feel that giant like I'm following him up. But it doesn't arrive. Climb straight to heaven, hovering and stopping.

And when I identified the falling ghost, I divided my thoughts.

"Drop it, Lightning."

Thunder blasts from all directions, and many lightnings strike out the ghost. But that doesn't end there.

"Freeze, Blizzard, roll up, tornado, splash, rock shot, explode, Explosion."

Magic activated almost simultaneously by multiple thoughts. It beats ghosts relentlessly and rarely.

Mixed magical ramblings with even advanced magic. But that's only the previous stage. The last magic was spinning with the chant.

"Warp, warp, warp the world, emerge with a contraction of distortion"

The only superb magic that can finally be activated by chanting the status quo.

"Distribution"

At that moment, distortions were unleashed on the world. Everything present in that space is threadbent and wound up as if it were a rolled shell.

Swallow ghosts with all the magic as you glue and screw bend. The distortions were painted and swirled in the sky with brightly colored peppered candy-like patterns and trajectories commonly seen at Japanese festivals. The circle starting from the outer circumference gradually reduces its circumference, and -

"Take everything you need. Every magical power will shrink to a point with you."

At the same time as I squeeze the hand I protruded forward with good force, the distortion reaches its limit and becomes a point.

"World of Dots (Construction)"

Synthetic magic with all remaining magic. A move that boasts the greatest power available today. I am proud that even the Demon King can do damage.

Because this magic increases its power with the magic it incorporates. The magic I just spoke of was the best combination I could make after my trial and error.

Paralysis with thunder, blizzard and freeze. And chopped with tornadoes and physically damaged with rock shotguns. And an explosion that blows it all away.

Bring it together and not even let the aftermath escape. And of course, never let the target get away with it. It's impossible for me to escape in a space with a threaded bend in Gunyagna. Even Sylvia's instant travel could be tough.

Of course ghosts are no exception.

"but guhhhh!!

Involve even the ghost interrupter and return to the dot. In that regard, the ghost did not escape or resist, but was pierced, frozen, chopped, struck, and caught in an explosion.

It smashed and extinguished the light that formed the Red Ghost in twelve minutes.

"I won...?

The fighting spirit scratched out. That's already sudden. Just a moment of silence that I suddenly visited.

The silence was instantly broken.

It's thunder, ice, storm, blow, explosion. And the Terminator became one roar and unleashed.

The twisted space unwinds. That meant freeing everything that was trapped.

Sound first. And magic rides the storm born with the liberation of the threaded bent space.

Gowoo!!

The destruction with the collapse was disorderly and randomly unleashed.

"Everybody, behind me, Icewall!

Charstena sheltered the remaining Annas and cast defensive magic.

"Anna, I got this."

Roger that, Charles.

Anna mutilated and stopped the magic that could not be stopped by the ice wall activated by Charstena with a double sword.

Sheltered by those two, four: Lycood, Lislite, Seaterra, and Saila. Only these six remained without evacuation and a total of 14 were Gilk, Sylvia, Lucy, Singen, Carambel, Knights Commander and Alice. Others had already escaped the arena with the knights. What happens when you run off to the moderator and settle the game?

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!"

Gilk escapes the magical storm that plunges in disorder. The amazing thing about him is that he's avoiding critical magic on the verge of screaming.

His ability to dodge, forged in the hell room, was useful here.

It was at Sylvia, Lucy and Singen, who were occasionally nearby, that he ran over for help.

"Are you all right?"

"Yay, thanks...... those door hos, are you willing to destroy the arena?

I don't mean that in Ray. It just turns out that way. He himself is now exposed to the fierceness in a progressive fashion.

But as Gilk put it, the buildings in the arena had collapsed one after the other. Seeing such a collapsing building, Carambel leaks a sad voice.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Wahahahahahahahaha"

"Wow..."

The knights have been sent to deal with shortfalls in this martial arts tournament. Now that is exactly what that shortage is all about. The audience managed to let them escape, but if the arena collapses, it is visible that the responsibility rests with the Knights.

And it's definitely me who struggles with that response.

Laughing high on the side, the top cleaving magic must not take responsibility. He's a master who pushes all his troubles on his disciples.

"I've never seen magic like this before. I want that power in my Knights."

"I don't need it. ⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉

"Me too..."

Alice, sheltered by hardship and the captain of the regiment, gave her consent to Carambel's words.

"You're the only one who understands my hardship. Please, keep that idiot apprentice down."

"That... might not be possible..."

"We have to set up a place to talk to that boy first. Just fine. Let's call it in on the battlefield destruction."

"Please stop." "Really?"

Next to Carambel finding a companion to share the struggle with, the Knights chief began to figure out how to draw Ray in. A hard-working man's heart never rests.

A city where screams fly. It is a vibrant city that is not inherently enthusiastic and cheering. But what's overflowing there now are screams and fears.

A battle between monsters that started all over the city that should have been safe. Where is the heat of the beginning? With the intensity of that battle, a crumbling arena. The audience to be involved. And where you come from, a misguided ghost.

The momentarily changing situation sparked a panic of spectators, who no longer forgot to watch games and so on, and the spectators fled out of the city at first sight.

Such a corner of the city. In front of the arena, there was a one-of-a-kind atmosphere.

Petite, petite, petite.

The sound of tapping something lightly.

"That, I'm not going to wake up. It's gussy."

With such a swallowing voice, Gold petites Dikuld's cheek, which is fainting.

"Ugh..."

"Oh, you're up?

Why wake up the opponent you're fighting?

Such a question makes no sense before him. His head is immeasurable in the ordinary man.

"I... you lost..."

Waking up, Dikuld wondered if he had lost to Ray because of the fact that he had been distracted.

"Really? But, Ray, we're fighting. ~?

"What? What?

"It's the ghost you created ~. Ga ~"

Gold was watching. A ghost crawled out of the fallen Dikuld. And I passed out shortly afterwards, Dikuld.

"The ghost I made? Ha, what is it? I can't do that."

"Uh-huh? So, is that a demon?

Dikuld looked back when he said that. There were two monsters there. And one of the next instantaneous creatures, a ghost, was exposed to many kinds of magic, and the scenery around it screwed around.

"I see... is that Ray"

Dikuld saw the sight and was convinced that the instantly watery, flying monster was Ray.

"There are as many hidden balls as ever, Ray."

Behind the shuddering thought of how well one move after another, Dikuld rekindled his fighting spirit.

When he slowly rises up with his sword in his hand, he looks to his rivals and walks out.

Gowoo!!

The arena collapses. As the magic splashes like brightly colored fireworks and the rubble of the destroyed building pours down, Dikuld walks straight through it unintentionally.

"There's only one more ball I can hide."

With such a grunt.

"Breaking the limits"

The running of red light through the heavens burned up violently.