Academy Genius Knife-Episode 106
#106
“Get rid of it.!”
A red aura covered Arondale's body. Kagagak! Dozens of strokes crossed his entire body. The touch of cutting frozen meat was at Ronan's fingertips.
“It's dirty hard..”
Ronan frowned at the unfamiliar sensation. In an instant, the hardness seemed to have risen several times. The blade, which could not reach the bone, was only breaking through the muscles..
‘It's annoying. Is it a body strengthening series.’
Ronan twisted his lips. It was the most demanding type of ability.
Like a magic shield, you can cut it like a sheet of paper There was, but if you strengthen the body itself, you have your own attack method There was no choice but to find. Arondale, who had been gathering strength in the Bay, threw out the regime..
“The lark.!”
Hoo-woong! A fist reminiscent of a cannon flew into Ronan's presence. The afterthought strike was beyond the speed of sound. Ronan, who had just fired a shot, caught his breath..
“Fuck···!”
It was late to avoid. Ronan took a defensive position, laying La Mancha on his back. Cuckoo! Ronan's body flew as if it had been hit by a bison..
“big!”
Paang! The sound of a belated wave rang out. Ronan shook it. The twin-headed ogre's fists were not as powerful. He put the La Mancha on the ground and stopped the flying body.
“···Shitty boar asshole.”
It was not likely that Samgeosu bought the position with money. There was a round crack in the middle of the Sikerman's sword. If he had been hit, he would have died instantly, no doubt..
“Cuk.”
A black-red pool of blood came up through the esophagus. I defended it, but it seemed like I was hurt a little bit..
Tet! Ronan spat the blood he was holding on to La Mancha. The gold was filled and Ajirang began to bloom. Arondale, looking at his wounds, was half-mixed with anger and admiration. He muttered in his voice..
“Sharp. What's your identity?.”
“What's that? He's a student..”
“Don't be funny. One student hurt my body with an aura.?”
“As you can see.”
Ronan frowned at the appearance of the healthy Arondale. Blood was flowing through the crevices of the rags, but most of them were minor injuries. It was just..
The only thing that could be called effective was a black wound at first. A long, deep stab crossed his shoulder. White bones were revealed inside the gaping skin.
It was the only one that was fed before the expression of the aura. A lower voice came from Arondale's mouth as he sped away.
“Don't you want to come into Caribolo? I promise you the best treatment in my name. The Emperor will enjoy wealth that he will not envy..”
“Fuck my cunt and suck it.”
“That's a shame..”
Whack! A more intense aura enveloped his whole body. Even if you don't, your huge body swells, and you're almost a Werewolf physique. Transformed. Arondale looked down at Ronan and growled.
“Then, die..”
Ronan twisted his lips. The momentum was at a level with the heads of Nebula Claridge's branch.. It was going to be an easy fight..
‘I don't want to be unlucky..’
Ronan raised his body with a knife as a support. SUAA· * * A strange breath came from between his lips. The red aura began to rise again under the test of La Mancha.
“Let's get it done quickly..”
“That's how it will be..”
Arondale held his legs wide. It was a power passed down to the fighters of Balkar..
Ronan frowned. It's a white water, it's a shit, it's a plate that will smash it all. Arondale, crouching, was just about to leap towards Ronan..
“I'll remember you * * * well?!”
Hooked! An eerie voice echoed. It was a sound when something like a spear pierced the flesh. The two men froze at the same time. Arondale slowly turned his head..
“···Oh?”
The stings of a peg-worthy scorpion were embedded deep in his shoulder. The only one who wasn't covered in Auror, Ronan's black face was struck directly by it. That was the spot..
Violet poison was being injected inside the wound. Arondale, belatedly distracted, screamed and sprayed with stings.
“Khaaak!”
Arondale hurriedly pulled himself out, but already with a large amount of poison in his body. It was after imbibing. The auras that covered his upper body began to disperse quickly. As he breathed, his mouth burst with blood that seemed to spread into a bucket. It came out..
“Kerhuck!”
“Why is this···.”
Ronan raised his gaze following the stings. The long, thick tail collides with Arondale, inside the gaping spear It was followed. Manticore, who had awakened imperceptibly, was looking at Arondale..
“KRRR···.”
A growl rang out. Ronan's eyes grew larger. The eyes of Manticore, which should originally be yellowish, are turbid ash It was tinged.
‘Don't do that..’
Ronan turned hurriedly. Adeshan was lying down, reaching out and aiming at Manticore. She opened her mouth with her gaze fixed on Manticore.
“···Ronan.”
“Adeshan.”
The creepy climbed up the backline. Adeshan was clearly controlling Manticore. Your eyelids keep winding to see if there is still the aftermath of sleep gas. There were.
“······Come on..”
After a few seconds, her head trembled. At the same time, the manticore lay bare. Again, snoring rang out.
“Big, big, big.!”
It seemed that he had awakened to sleep by the mana of the shadow. Ronan, looking at the fallen Adeshan, laughed. Even if it's just a moment, it doesn't make sense to control Manticore. It was the speed of development. Then Arondale, moaning in pain, ran to Ronan..
“Big, big, big! bigaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
Look for the slack in Arondale's face as he rushes into the craziness Could not. He was probably feeling hellish pain. Manticore's poison is not dead even if it is injected as much as I can. It was Ji-kyung..
His body was turned into a terrible molar after an untimely attack. The spot where the stings were struck was swelled like a shipper. The blood vessels all over the body swell as if they were tearing the skin. There were.
The whole body was covered with an uncontrollable stream of aurors. Ronan is burning the life he has left. I noticed that. Ronan shot black as if he were intercepting..
“Mountain Invoice Bastard!”
Kwang! A huge sword struck Arondale's body directly. Ronan, who ran at the same time, fired dozens of shots again. But Arondale's body, enhanced with Auror, attacks most of the time. It bounced..
“Imho, imho, imho, imho, imho, imho.···!”
Arondale was like a crazy monkey, fisting everywhere.. Kwang! Arondale, who made a short leap, fell to the floor. The explosive dust rose to the ceiling.
“Damn it, it's all dying..”
Ronan uttered a yell. If you leave it there, you'll die on your own, but that's why you keep fling it. I couldn't leave it..
I had to kill him. But there was no way to cut off the Orer-enhanced body. At the moment, there was a flash of a stem in Ronan's head..
‘If that's the technology.’
I don't know if it would be, but I had to try. Ronan switched the power source to a core made of Bazura. The red-tinged sword of La Mancha began to shine white..
“Huaak!”
Arondale leapt vertically. Kwazik! The red-faced body tore through the ceiling and flew away. The starlight poured through the hole. Arondale's position as he moved away quickly began to draw near..
‘Opportunity once.’
I felt the second heart pulsating rapidly. Ronan leaned back and his feet were also in position. At the same time, a golden statue wrapped around Ronan's right arm. The feeble afterglow necessarily resembles that of Varenne, and the forefoot of the predator He was taking the same shape..
“Big.···!”
Ronan shook his teeth with a feeling that was beyond his expectations. A monster you haven't experienced in your life lurches in your bloated arms. There was. Ronan muttered as if he was stuck..
“You're amazing.···Varenne..”
“Big, big, big! Die.!!”
Then a loud voice rang out from the sky. Arondale bent all over his body, with both fists in front of Ronan's It was falling over my head. It was like seeing a meteor, followed by a red tail.
“Come..”
It was inevitable. I had no mind to avoid it. The distance from Arondale narrowed by a step. Ronan's arm disappeared from view. The sword, like an island war, dug deep into Arondale's face.. The black, wielded by force, moves forward without stopping, and makes a beautiful semicircle Painted. Arondale's eyes grew..
“Huh Billion···!”
“It's a death for a poacher.?”
Ronan laughed at Pick. Standing. A white line was drawn on Arondale's body. The straight line from the parietal area to the elevation began to slowly rise.
He was trying to collide with Ronan. Chowahahahahahahahah! The body was cut vertically, and blood and intestines poured out. Bang! Bang! The long-cut demigod fell to Ronan's feet and bounced off.
“Huck·**! Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh.···!”
Ronan threw up his breath. The golden aura that had been bent over his arms disappeared, and the pain came. It was a price that drew strength from the crowd. As he held his breath, he muttered, " Oh, my god.".
“···Succeeded.”
It was feeble, but somehow success was success. It was the unmistakable Barenne's Orr who had just bent his arm. A sudden feeling of fatigue was coming from the completely empty core.
Ronan switched the power source again. Belatedly realizing Adeshan's presence, he turned away.
“Damn it, senior..”
She lay down with Arondale's blood turned over. Ronan, stumbling, hugged her. Fortunately, he was asleep, but he didn't seem to be hurt..
“···You owe me..”
If it wasn't for Manticore's blitz, things would have gone a lot. Of course, the chances of losing were much greater, even if you win It was only after we smashed all the tents that we got stuck..
A gently smiling Ronan wiped the blood on Adeshan's cheeks Gave. The reason I came here was my brain..
‘···Doppelganger?’
Ronan glanced hurriedly around. The Doppelganger, still lying in the same spot, came into sight. Ronan, who gently laid Adeshan, told the Doppelganger that he had taken the shape of Varenne. I'm approaching..
“Yamma, wake up..”
-Big···Big * * * Big * * * Big * * * Big···.
Ronan pointed a knife at Doppelganger's neck with his left hand, and with his right hand Beat the sting. The moaning Doppelganger opened his eyes. When he encountered Ronan, he bristled at his mane..
-Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Ronan?!
“It's like Varenne. Don't make a renovation, let's go with you..”
Ronan pushed La Mancha deeply. Soon Doppelganger's body began to bubble. The shade on Ronan's face is the look of the Doppelganger who has turned into himself again. It was fringed..
‘So, too, that's when I was..’
Doppelganger perfectly resembled himself in his previous life. It was precisely his appearance on the last battlefield that captured Ahayute. Ronan's gaze turned to the shadows that stuck all over his body.
‘These are curses..’
It was the same form as the curse seen in the image world. The curse that took the shape of a shadow makes the Doppelganger's body look out for him. I was gnawing. Then the Doppelganger, still staring at Ronan, opened his mouth..
-I couldn't keep anything..
“···I know..”
Ronan smiled bitter. It seemed to me that I knew why Ahayute did not come out. What he was truly hating was himself, who had failed to protect anything. I wasted my time and talent on pathetic things..
The Doppelganger was no longer trying to escape if he had done his best. Ronan, who had been silent for a while, opened his mouth..
“That's why you're working hard..”
“Hey, who's here??!”
Then a familiar voice rang out. Thump! A huge shadow one landed through a hole in the ceiling. It was Varen Panasir who heard the uproar. A note from Ronan was held in his left hand.
“This is a poacher.!”
Baren, who had been strangled by the meddling, froze. Blood and guts were scattered everywhere. A half-torn body was lying under his feet..
“Even, what the hell happens···!”
It was a sight reminiscent of hell. In the meantime, the animals who would go out to the White water festival were asleep.
Varenne was looking around. A familiar boy sits on one knee in the middle of hell Things came into sight. The problem was that a young man with the same face was lying under him. Varenne asked in a mixed voice of perplexity.
“By, Ronan? The other is···.”
“It's a little late, Varen..”
Ronan, who was pressing the doppelganger, turned his head. His mouth went up..
“We can have a festival now.?”
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