Genocide Reality

The only remaining enemies are a group of militants led by Li Kowloon (Lee Kaoloon), the warrior god of the other world.

But the last ones left were the biggest enemies.

Anyway, he is a transcendental (overload) strong in both the Warrior Rank and the Light Trader Rank.

As a warrior, you're beyond me if it's mutual and physical.

"No Death!"

"What a guy!

Usher and Kumiko bounce off the attack of the two players as if they were twisting the baby's hand.

In any fierce battle, I've never seen such a frivolous look on the part of two people who are kidding.

These two can't do it, so I couldn't even get close to Kowloon (Kaoloon), such as the others.

Kowloon walking this way doesn't even hold his hand down.

I'm not alarmed.

This is the ultimate in martial arts.

It is a depths that can completely relax the body and deal with any attack.

Kowloon (Kaoloon) is an unexpectedly small man with long hair (Bempatsu) hanging loose, but his muscle boom and density is awesome.

"Let's go!

Me and Ariadne are going to be slashed at the same time, but what a bare hand to take the sword.

Blade free!?

Even if you put your strength into your sword-shaking hand, the blade doesn't pass through your muscles at all.

Don't be played.

"Kyaaaa!

I managed to get stuck, but Ariadne was blown away by the fist of Kowloon.

It's not just a sword we're using.

"It's an isolation and an excavation!

When I scream like that, Kowloon (Kaoloon) waves up his hand, feeling so colorful that he can no longer see it.

"It's called fisting (Petuan)"

"I don't know, but I know your fist is just like your sword!

No shortage in enemies.

I shoot in two swords in a row.

"That's sweet, Samurai"

"Damn, it's a monster!

My full slaughter will be lightened with my bare hands.

I can't help but have fun even though my skin feels so bad that it pops.

Attack, Defense, Speed, Move Clear. Which is so much more than me.

I thought I had already reached the extreme of the martial arts. I am reminded that it was me, but not yet.

It amazes me that there have been so many enemies in the same person.

Good stuff, I didn't know you were going after an enemy more powerful than yourself.

"Crash Fist (Pontuan)"

Kowloon, who turned to the offensive, came shooting in without any motion.

An awesome blow.

I accidentally receive it in the belly of my sword, and the sword of the jungle cloud (Murakuma) breaks in two.

Does it not extend to the absolute hardness of isolation (solitude), but does it make the sword of the Divine Sword class appear easily broken?

"Ha ha!"

I couldn't bear to laugh.

"Weird?"

I guess it's inexplicable that Samurai got his knife broken and laughed.

Kowloon, for a moment, narrowed his eyes and looked strange.

"Don't you see!

I throw a broken sword.

and, at the same time, the slaughter of the whole body.

Such a man, I can't make gaps due to unintentional hitting, etc.

"Nooo!

The shot in is lightly received, as if slashing the Adamantite wall.

But.

Head, chest, belly, I shoot isolation (solitude) into the steeple one after the other.

I can take it all.

Competing in moves doesn't win.

But I believe in the power of isolation.

The wild tadpole, which will never break, has the power to break even this iron wall.

All that's missing is my strength.

"Crash Fist (Pontuan)!

I get my shoulders smashed to pieces and blown to pieces by Kowloon.

"Ha-ha-ha!"

When I drink out of the recovery potion, I get up so I can play and get slashed again.

It is also bounced brittle.

"What are you going, wet!?

Don't you know yet, martial arts god of the other world.

You're missing a decision-maker.

I get up as many times as I want and get bounced off.

Still, it's Genocide Reality you can stand up to as many times as you have to die.

In a world of super high speeds beyond high speeds, I could see the fists of Kowloon gradually.

I'm growing up in this fight.

There's only one thing in my favor.

Experience points are higher for me when I'm dealing with a superior person.

No longer, each other's swords and fists are beyond the speed of sound, burning violently.

My attack hit my head beyond my opponent's arms.

At that moment, I get kicked from the side hard and bounced off.

Kowloon (Kaoloon), who was fighting with his fists alone, finally used his legs.

I rise again and slash deeper and faster.

"What's up, you're moving badly, militant!

"Why, a sudden move!?

If I can't kill him off, I'll recover my health and stamina as many times as I can and get up.

You figured out what I was doing, and the Ushers attack Kowloon (Kaoloon) at the right time to make up for a moment of recovery.

Come on, I'll eat you, Kowloon.

Take you as a stepping stone, and I'll grow even more.

Stand up as many times as you can and repeat the slaughter.

Stronger, faster.

Finally, my blow from the Great Upper Stage hit Kowloon directly in the head.

"Guuuuuu!"

At the same time, I was beaten up, so the slaughter got shallow, but it did hit me.

The bleeding makes Kowloon (Kaoloon) hard to see.

But enemies too.

Ushers trying to hit this gap with their eyes closed.

I get up, and when I get my breath ready, I slash it up and down with all my strength.

Finally, he severed one arm of Kowloon.

"My, fisting (peachuan)!?

If you lose one arm, you no longer decide to win or lose.

I slashed each enemy's defense straight down and tore Kowloon's body in two.

"Eat it, I did it..."

I thank Kowloon for being a good trainer as I bathe in the warm bloodbath that blows up the bush.

Thanks to you, I was able to gain new strength.

After a while, from around me, I said, "I won!," he cheered.

Looks like we've cleaned up the rest of our enemies.

"Ugh..."

I finally lost my mind, and I sat quietly on the spot.

In potion, you can't take it until you're mentally tired.

It's no longer the limit, and I'm not going to be able to move a step.

"Makoto-kun. Good luck......"

"Oh, sorry."

Japanese-leaf wiped my face dirty with blood with a wet towel where I brought it from.

It's comfortable, and let's just get some rest.

For a while, even the Japanese leaves will be fine.