Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

"Your husband!

Milkit's desperate cry was also vain, and the Lord's flesh was torn apart by the magic of the wind, falling apart, drawing down parabolas.

Arms, feet, neck, torso.

A total of 6 parts sink into the soft ground and the stained blood stains the leafy soil.

"Ahhhhh... ahhh...!

So much, so lightly - despair dominates the flesh, Milkit's feet don't move like they were tied to the ground.

Anzu snorted satisfied, now turning his black eyes towards her only survivor.

The monster, Ni, and the prey in front, distorts his mouth as he grinned ugly with a wrinkle on his cheek.

The exfoliated fangs are stuck with the blood of the warwolf who sacrificed them earlier.

Is it purposefully declaring that “I will kill you with this now”?

"Hi... no... eh"

I don't care about the deaths of others or my own.

What scares me is not dying.

To a size that seems to exceed 4 meters, sharp nails, pointy fangs and powerful magic that would easily dismantle the human body.

If all of that can be directed at the mill kit, it's just a murder weapon that can't even resist.

When we are shown an overwhelming difference in power, it is a creature that instinctively fears human beings.

Crazy legs still don't listen to me.

I don't want to live, I want to run.

Milkit remembered so strongly.

"Ggahhhhhhhhh!"

Anzu growls, choosing the ground with his forefoot. "Egg" jumps to prey.

Milkit crouched reflexively, covering his head, before the imminent sight of the giant at a fierce speed.

Then the enemy passes and lands beyond it, plundering his arms with criticism.

Her heart buzzed and she shook her lungs hyperventilationally with her mouth open.

The gold tie is untied.

I didn't think I could get away with Milkit's leg, but I just had to act to attract the odds close to zero.

He kicked the wet ground, out of balance, but rushed out to the front.

Even if I look at her trying to escape, there's still room for Anzu.

Naturally, it just jumps once, because it can easily pack the distance.

"Ugh... hih, hih... ha, ahh...!

I'm not used to running. Her form is chiseled, too slow.

Having seen it, Anzu reaches one conclusion.

That's “bait” and even “toys”.

Then Milkit got beat up.

Many times, I deliberately jump to avoid direct fire and enjoy watching him roll around.

I gently ripped my clothes off with my nails to try it and it was even more hilarious with my yellow voice up.

When I opened my mouth nearby and tore my voice apart a bit, I shrunk like a beetle and was delighted.

But Milkit's flesh is fragile, and if extreme tension persists like this, his strength runs out.

You're getting tired of seeing her fading reactions, and at last Anzu set a goal in order to make her act as bait.

Now I'll be sure to stop.

Trying to kick the ground hard with more force on your forelegs.

"... it hurts, but"

Someone grabbed Anzu's tail and said:

"Really, it hurts so bad. In this case, I wonder if epic equipment should be considered awesome. Or should I mourn the fact that if I don't even die instantly with all that wound, I'm like a monster that will heal so quickly that I can talk like this"

The tail is a sensitive area.

To say so, she pulled it, gripping it even harder.

Anzu stripped her fangs to her gums in a grumpy manner and tried to look back with wrinkles between her eyebrows and over her nose.

But before that...

"So, you're the party that puts people in such an eye... what kind of slave are you playing with? Whoa!

Von - Butchi!

Flam waves the Great Sword with one hand and severs Anzu's tail.

"Gwwwwww!?

He jumped at the pain that ran to his glutes.

And from the side of his body, he rocks and lands on the ground with Zun, stuffing and suffering.

Flam raised the great sword even higher - both of its shoulders, not yet fully glued, but distorted his face to pain - and swung it back to his feet.

"Gaaahhhhhhh!"

When sharp cuts tear the skin, the deep carved wound opens thoroughly and bleeds.

Anzu screamed and rolled down the trees.

"See, it hurts, doesn't it? But mine hurt more than that, because my body fell apart. I'm not totally stuck yet, and I know it's healing, but it still hurts so much that it's not stylish!

Words don't make sense, I still couldn't help roughing up my voice.

So much pain.

When I got a direct blow from wind magic and my body was split, I just had to be sure that Flam was dead, too.

Every time the blood was flowing, my consciousness was fading, and when I did it, it would have been cold, if only Milkit would have run away... oh my god.

Strangely, the bloodshed stops after a while and creates a feeling that divided areas have been magically connected to each other.

Then when the invisible force attracted and stuck to each part, the healing of the wound began.

Compared to when Ghoul ate me, it just took me a while to regenerate, but still lives like this.

If you don't crush your head before regeneration and aim for instant death, you probably can't kill the flam right now.

"G...... Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr......!

Anzu gets up and faces Flam.

The movement is so dull.

The blood flowing out of the legs slashed by the flam was massive and wet her body hair snugly.

Exactly, eating a direct blow from the Great Sword seems to avoid as much damage as a big monster.

"Master, I'm glad you're safe... really, I'm glad"

Milkit, who is behind the enemy, is relieved by holding his hand firmly in his chest.

Flam was still relieved that she was alive and exhaled.

"Milkit, stay away from me now!

"Okay, don't let your husband be impotent either"

Mill kit turning back on the road you came from.

This will erase one of Flam's worries and allow him to focus more on combat.

"I don't know if it's possible not to be impotent. Anyway, they're arrogant."

Flam smiles bitterly.

Did Anzu target her, or look no further at her fleeing.

"I have a minute here for the speed with the foot injury. All you have to do is watch your fingernails, your fangs, and your magic... even to me, you should be able to take it down"

Flam told himself so.

Of course there is no basis.

Without narrowing her distance, she ran out arguing to take the right hand of the enemy.

Changing the angle of her body, Anzu always keeps facing her.

However, blood is definitely flowing out of the leg wounds.

The longer we prolong, the more unfavourable the situation will be, so there must have been a rush.

It was Anzu who set me up first.

"Gaaaaaa!"

Wings flapping, giant bodies dancing high in the sky.

"Flew!?

Flam, who thought it was something that was going to strike me in a straight line, was puzzled.

Originally, that wing of Anzu does not allow for a long flight.

But there was enough power to act as an aid to the skies and leaps.

Interrupted by overlapping leaves, the flam cannot grasp its exact position.

Anzu, on the other hand, uses the long lag time to calm down and check where the target is and define his aim.

Wings can also be used to fine-tune drop points.

And when he was ready - he plunged down, marching towards her on the ground.

The flam also hears the sound of cutting the sky.

When I perceived the danger with my hearing, I jumped off the spot aggressively and tried to avoid it.

Zuuuuuuu!

Landed for Anzu to pierce the ground.

Its shock shakes its feet, and many leaves fall from the trees, and the earth tumbles in a circle like a crater.

But any attack, if it doesn't hit, makes no sense.

Flam, which was a short distance from the landing point, can be used in the palm of his hand to try to be slashed by a monster that has made a huge gap as a price for overaction.

Gooooooooo!

Shortly afterwards, there was a gust of wind in the woods, mainly in Anzu.

Earlier attacks did not just fall out of the air.

He was wrapped up in an even more powerful force of wind than the first magic he unleashed against the flam.

"First of all, I said I had to watch out for magic earlier...... yahh!

The flam had been holding his hand on the ground for a while, but he couldn't pull it off and gets blown away.

Even if you get the power, Flam is still a beginner in battle.

No matter how much I told myself, the way I fought hasn't stained my body.

Just as Anzu had gaps, so did her amateur girlfriend.

"Ha!

Flam clashing from back to Ogi.

Meri...... and I had the feeling and pain of breaking my spine, but by the time my body slipped to the ground as I rubbed against the tree, the healing was complete.

Lying down, she sees Anzu's claws looming without getting her hair in her darkest sight.

He put his strength into his arms, got up in a hurry and jumped forward.

Right behind me, there's a sound of the tree slamming down earlier breaking.

If I hadn't avoided it, I would have been nauseated to think I was in the same condition as that tree.

Landing on a leap forward rotation procedure, the risen flam realizes that there is no sword in his hand.

They let me go when I was blown away.

But when I looked for it, it didn't fall off, and the palm of my hand was engraved with a crest indicating that the epic equipment was stored in different spaces.

Focus your consciousness on trying, and try calling your sword.

Then the “soul eater” immediately appeared on the spot.

"Ha, ha, it doesn't work... That's right, epic gear..."

Grab the sword again with both hands and head to Anzu.

The same was true of his opponent, who regained his posture and stared at the flam.

“Beware of magic," I tell myself so again.

That monster has more ways of fighting than I thought.

There are no gaps between close and long distances.

then it is probably impossible to cut through intact, one should not expect from the outset.

I mean, the means to be taken... the way Fram, the amateur, can fight.

"My strengths are this... body,"

- Let him cut the meat and break the bones.

It's too overwhelming an advantage to say that you're still unfamiliar with pain but can heal any wound as long as you avoid instant death.

Then from the beginning, you can fight after using it.

"I hate to hurt if I can...... Phew, if I die, maybe Milkit dies too. If you think like that... the heroic aspirations in me, they work hard, don't they?

Close your eyes and think of her, who would still be running through the woods in search of an exit.

I felt courage coming.

Plus, it reminds me of the pluck when I held hands.

I could be sure that I was courageous.

The heroic desire to dwell in the flam is much simpler.

For the girl I just met today, because she's willing to risk my life.

"Again, let's go, hero!

Flam sarcastically said so, this time running straight out of the front toward Anzu.

A low sword sweeps the ground from time to time.

Regardless, the conscious Anzu, who was winning with power, did not escape, but rather moved forward as well and stood under that challenge.

One, two, three steps - collision.

In time, Anzu's nails are swung down if you don't crush her head.

Flam leans back to his right side.

Then the track slipped away and the nail circled her left shoulder, not her head.

A piece of flesh from a thousand chopped flams splashes.

It loses itself and the heat runs so that the bones can burn to exposed areas.

The brain has yet to recognize it as “pain”.

Before that happened, Flam continued to advance without slowing down, slashing his side abdomen with a wide range of blades, unlike Anzu's.

"What, no!

"Gwong!"

Leaking each other's distressed voices, the damage is about the same.

But soon the light and darkness broke up.

Anyway, Fram's wound heals in seconds, and Anzu's wound stays intact.

Stopping your legs, Zaza, and killing the rate of disease on the slippery falling leaves, you quickly look back and relate to each other again.

Still bitter, Anzu flashed his wings and began the behavior he saw one day.

- Putting it out at this time means that's the trump card, after all.

In other words, it is the preparation for activation of wind magic, which has partitioned the body of the flam.

She remembered the pain and the feeling of her flesh falling apart and felt something cold in her spine with Zokri.

Fortunately, whether Anzu's concentration is disturbed by the effects of the wound, the magic activation doesn't look as smooth as it did the first time it was released.

But still, it would be difficult to jam activation at this distance, with slaughter from the proximity.

Besides, if you try to stop it that way, and after the chant interruption, you can switch to an attack with your nails, or fangs, this one could be fatally injured the other way around.

Then avoid it - no, can you avoid the invisible blade that's definitely coming for your head, etc.

Hard. Not to say impossible, but 90% impossible.

That said, it's not like Flam has the means to attack ranged.

Is there any means of delivering the attack - what was in her eyes circling the idea was a tree stretching heavenly high, standing so far away that the tip of the sword could reach it.

"Ha-ha-ha!

I don't have time to think about success or not.

Shake it, and slap the two-handed sword you held onto the trunk of that tree full of power.

Zudong!

Rather than slaughter, the sound close to the sound of a blow echoes in the woods.

There was considerable resistance, but the blade succeeded in cutting down the trunk.

But the cut Marutai is about to fall in the wrong direction.

"Riaaaaaaa!

Now slap it with the belly of the blade with the hanging voice.

The form is a full swing with both hands.

Dogoo!

The unshakeable beating of the young lady orbited Anzu's inclined orientation.

Magic is on the verge of activation.

But Anzu, who was distracted by magic, realized that the tree was falling toward him just before it crushed him.

When Zun, and Round Tai hits the lion's torso heavily, his forelegs bent unbearably, and even his belly attached to the ground, completely out of balance.

With as much muscle strength as Anzu, you'll be able to escape over time.

But the time lag it takes is too lethal in combat.

"I got it. Oh!

Flam dashes with all his might and jumps to head height in front of Anzou.

And on his forehead, he stabbed a sword that he gripped with both hands.

"Guga -!"

The blade pushes through the skull and reaches the brain.

But I still hear groans, not enough to kill them off.

As the flam put more force into his arms, he sank himself deeply until the bamboo was stopper, pulling the grip closer to his body to lower the lever even further.

"Nooooooooooooo!

"Goh... woh..."

Then the force falls out of both hands and feet of Anzu, and the giant shakes about.

Flam jumped out of there to stay out of it.

With the great sword stuck in his brain, its body tilts even further, producing a shock wave of ground chirping and, compared to magic, a degree of breeze, falling down as it winds up its leaves.

"Ha... ha..."

Shoulders up and down, Flam looked at the body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh... not too hard for the first line...?

The monster is completely dead.

Convinced of that, the force fell out of Flam's body all the time.

And she, with her hands spread, falls from her back to the ground like an Anzou impersonator.

Bohu.

The bed with the fallen leaves feels good in the infinity.

It is slightly damp and cold, and I feel my clothes are wet, but I have no particular problems because it is so bloody and Vietnamese.

From the gaps in the trees I looked up, I saw a slightly orange sky.

“If we don't get home soon, it's gonna be night," she seems to rush Flam, "this world isn't even nice to the sky," she fools Poemy.

The wounds sustained during the battle had disappeared so beautifully that there were no traces left, but my body still remembers the pain.

It didn't even feel like phantom pain, but it felt similar to tingling and stiffness.

"All of a sudden they fight monsters like this, and the guild just seems like a bunch of bastards, and what happens next..."

Swirling anxiety.

A selfish self who wastes time if he doesn't want to go home to the King's Capital.

But it's a strange thing because by now I just think of the existence of a mill kit that would be waiting for the Lord to return at the entrance to the forest, and I think, "Well, what can I do?"

Imagine her figure and I'm a little motivated, so I wake up my torso just by the force of my abs.

"But well, what if it just didn't work out the way that guy said Dayne or something"

Instead of Warwolf, if they find out they've defeated C-ranked Anzu, they could fall.

Flam stood up as he came to imagine the men saying "gibberish” with their mouths together.