Wolf Barrel 5.56

Not surprisingly.

A thunderous roar. The aftermath of it soaks into the cave.

Right beside me, a harpy with wings and a twisted neck left her spine wide once and desperately. A grin appeared on the edge of my mouth when I saw it.

I was right to bring him out forcefully. Is that what he is?

The type of 'dirt magic' I've never even seen.

The sound is flashy. The power is plain. But the aim is very precise.

It's like magic that reminds me of an elf arrow.

Besides, he's shooting at my position exactly.

What else? He can't use the magic barrier. Although the shape is dassay. That time I ran into Harpy, I was gonna intercept him with a throwing knife, but I was letting the barrier unfold from me before that. Besides, I handled it myself.

Well, then, you didn't have to attract me to fight.

There is also magic. There are also barriers. And more importantly - I have the guts.

That idiot yelled at me without being cowardly with his whole waist.

And quickly took the lead in the field.

I'm angry, but it's funny.

That's funny. He is.

The bursting sound strikes my ear again.

Harpy's right leg, which was hollow, blows up. Harpy, whose legs can no longer sustain their lag due to the shock of a thousand cuts, falls as she circles around like a dead leaf flowing through the river. I approached him as fast as I could crawl through the earth, wore my torso, and hovered my sword horizontally.

Zaku! A creepy sound like cutting bundled paper.

The moment the blade touches, the meat rolls up and down, breaks the ribs, and cleaves the gut.

I wield my sword and then splash like a bloodshot exploded after a one-tempo delay.

The cutting surface of the feathers burned and some thin smoke rose.

The other harpies are looking at that and going right and left which way to attack first.

Totally, the Harpies are confused. Here's your chance. I'm pissed you made that, but you're the little wizard over there.

Anyway, first of all, I need to thank the fucking birds who made fun of me.

Strengthens the grin, kicks the ground and jumps up into the air.

Throw the pebble you picked up at Harpy trying to swirl in anticipation of my movements. Hit right abdomen. The movement is dull. Rotate its neck.

I think as I feel gravity free all over my body.

(Even so, this is something.)

What the hell is this?

It's not like I'm being danced to the stage he made.

Landing without sound. Bend your knees and apply strength to your toes.

If this happens, I'll kill them all before he takes them. The grin gets darker.

Run the wall and finish it all at once?

The next moment I tried to move toward a new goal, two harpies, that goal, sprinkled blood and died in the air. I panicked.

Hey, wait a minute!

What are you doing flaunting me?

Giggly stare. In that moment, Harpy is taken over again.

I rush to find my next goal.

The closest guy...

Turn your gaze...

But also, they get ahead of me.

Dirty feathers splash and Harpy dies without even raising his voice.

The spacing between the sounds that make your skin tremble becomes shorter.

That idiot is getting faster and faster.

And if you realize,

……

Not a single one of my prey was gone.

The grin floating on my lips shrivels. And the grin of 'Separate Seeds' came to mind.

Because of it. They say it's getting fun because of it...

Oh, my God.

What an unreadable idiot of air.

It's hard to say.

The right hand that was holding the pattern shivers with a pull.

This is awesome - you need to be punished.