Academy of Weapon Replicators-Episode 178
Academy's Weapon Replica Episode 178
57Intestinal Sacrifice(3)
The rain stream falling from the sky curves and tells the demons Flew. Exactly one foot, one by one, pierced the lives of the demons.
Chryselakatos targets enemy attacks. In other words, avoid the black that is buried in the black magic. Aim at the weakest part of the black not touched, and the arrow of God Through the body of the demon..
Unless you're completely black on all of your charges, ask the Devil Black doesn't mean anything to Chryselacatos..
‘Straight, look.……!’
Frondier opens his eyes with convulsions, and the trajectory of the arrow is Ok. I was not interested in the demons outside. All he sees is black demons..
Chryselakatos targets weakness. Unlike the demons outside who avoid black, the whole body is new in the first place. It doesn't mean avoiding black for them..
So, if you look at the area where the arrow is now inserted, the weakness of the black Demon You can know.
At this moment, it was rather efficient than analytical.
‘……Is the back, spine.’
The arrow toward the black Devil is not the head or the heart, but the back of them. Stabbed. Of course, there were some heads that were targeted and pierced, but the majority of them were black demons Spine, pierced its middle.
After carving it into the eye, one by one, it's clear.,
“Big-aak!! hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.……!”
Frondier screamed and shook both hands. The bow lost its shape and became black water..
Frondier, who took Manasojin as a training course. Now he doesn't pass out with Manasojin..
Get used to the exhausting itself, and how to lead the mana behind it Know. When Penelope's cloth was not there, she swallowed the Dragon Heart. It helped..
……But when a human reaches Mana exhaustion, it's enough to pass out There's a reason..
“ohhhhhhhhhhhh……!”
Breathing does not subside from the beginning. Saliva ran through his lips and smeared. I don't know if it's a cold sweat or what, but I cover my eyes and get on the tip of my nose. Came down and dripped. A few fell to the ground, and a few buried themselves in the helm.
Mana uses magic with a slim body, something else is Mana It is that it is substituted. Blood, sweat, if that's not enough, something more important.
This is not the way it was originally allowed for humans, but Dragonheart. Frondier's body, which went to the verge of eating and dying, returned, did its way I was 'remembering'. But obviously it wasn't the right way.
“Hey, hey, are you okay?……?”
A soldier who had been loudly ordering him a little while ago came running up and looked at the complexion of the Frontier. I looked at it..
I don't have eye problems, I just shot a bow called Frondier. I could see the thing..
I thought he was an ordinary soldier with a helmet, but he wasn't. The man who commanded looked at the Frontier nervously.
“Look at your back..”
“Well, well.?”
“etc. The center of the spine is weakness. You don't have to hit it exactly, and if you draw it roughly, it would be a fatal injury..”
In fact, the arrow did not stab a very accurate place in the spine. Maybe that's all a weakness. It's hard to deal with your head or chest while you think it's a weakness, but it's hard to deal with it. It will be easier to kill when the hit is revealed, as it is now It's gonna be..
“Hey, no, what are you?…….”
The man was just trying to make up his mind and shout at Frondier. Shut up..
Frondier's eyes visible between the gaps in the helmet. Faced with it, the man died at one point..
“……Uh, hey! The weakness of the black guys is their backs! Aim at the center of your back.!”
The man moves to another place, where he looks like a full-on soldier. Caught and exclaimed. The information was so important and urgent that it was quick from mouth to mouth It spread..
‘First of all, I stopped it at the moment.…….’
‘The demons swept away by 'firecrackers'. However, even after the war, the army of demons continued to strike. I just had a moment's spare..
The legion of demons that do not see the end. By this time, rather than worry about breaking through the barrier, it will hurt all of this. Worry that soldiers and knights will remain powerless to lift their swords until Level was.
Then Frondier involuntarily saw the black cloth flowing on the floor. If you have a necklace with built-in restoration magic, that black water I'll pull them all up, but until then, the black spring is just black water, everywhere. Flows.
And the dead bodies of the demons, created by the black demons a little before the black cloth I reached for a lump and a tied black..
It was not a star, but a natural result of gravity and the flow of liquids..
‘……Take the test..’
Frondier reached out. The black magic stretched out, the black cloth that reached him..
The original black cloth is a substance that Frontier cannot play with in thin air. It's not a weapon made of Menosorpo. When you leave Frontier's hands, it's just a simple liquid..
But, reaching out to the black cloth that Frondiers are flowing, clutching its hand When I pulled back again , .
Kugu District-
“Uh, uh? Look at that.!”
“The mountain of corpses falls.!”
The first soldier I found cried out.
The uphill road where the demons crossed the barrier, a mass of bodies gathered It lost its power and scattered as if the garbage had been pushed away. Lost the power that had been tied up so far, and naturally went through the effects of gravity Will.
And the black that bound them, the black cloth,.
“……Indeed.”
Now, it's in Frondier's hands..
Apparently, he holds more than he originally had black cloth.
‘The black cloth was in the form of Chryselacatos a little while ago, and its equivalent There's my mana left in the part..’
I knew until that. Of course, in time, the Mana will dissipate, but for a very short while I thought I could control the black cloth that fell into Frondier's hands..
But the original black demons that reached the black cloth spread Even the black came back into his hands..
That is.
‘……There's Mana left in this black..’
That's obviously not Frontier's Mana. Of black demons, not Hellheim's shard itself Mana. However, the moment you reach Frondier's black cloth, all of that Mana is Frondier It all came back into his hands as if he were the owner..
It's as if the master of Mana has turned into Frondier..
As it proves, Frondier just ‘recovered’the black cloth. I didn't use Mana either..
“…….”
Frondier looked strange and clutched the black cloth in his hand It was unfurled. The black cloth, which becomes hard with metal every time it gives strength, has a brilliant movement It looked and stayed in his hands.
and.
Krug?
A black demon made eye contact with the Frontier.
“…….”
Frondier looked at the demon for a moment without speaking. I don't think the black Devil will attack me for any reason, and I'm idly at the Frontier. Saw.
The black demons who were just born in the shards of Hellheim have matured by that accident. Can't. It's just full of endless malice and liveliness towards humans.
The strategy of tying a mountain of corpses into a mass was also ' ordered’ It's because of you. It's not because you thought about it..
So, of course, when you face a human frontier, you stand for that life. I can't do it, I'll run like I'm gonna kill you. I'm looking at the frontier without budging like I'm stuck..
──Wildness as a demon was high.
If you try to attack Frontier now, there's something more terrible than death waiting for you. There's gonna be..
big, big, kegegek!!
After the judgment, the black Demon turned his back and fled. I don't know what Frondier is trying to do, but what's in his eyes is the magic. I didn't think I was going to kill him..
If that were the case, the Black Demon would have attacked Frontier in the long run..
The black demon flew through the air, reversing the barriers that had risen at best. I didn't even think I was going to look back..
It was not flesh in Frondier's eyes. That's─
“I'm trying to go somewhere..”
Scheik-
Hooked!
Frondier sharpened the black cloth and inserted it into the back of the black magic. The magic hung in the air. It was not a specific form of weapon. Control the residual Mana, just make the black cloth like a long branch. It's plugged into a demon..
“I have something to try..”
With the repetition of the battle and the serious Manasojin, Frondier is tired It was powerful. But the mouth was smiling. It wasn't pretentious, it wasn't crazy. He showed this smile even before he used ' firecrackers’.
What does that languid smile make the enemy think? I know Frondier..
“I'll help you.?”
The Black Devil didn't understand Frontier's words..
Surely there are things that should not be.
Frontier is not thinking of killing the black Demon..
He was not interested in the death of the black Demon. Frontier's Eyes,
It was like the eyes of a child ripping off a dragonfly's wings..
Quwook.
As Frondier recovered the black he had buried with the demons, this time The black demon caught itself as if it were a black cloth.
Moment.
Kieaeek!!
The black demon screamed. It was more a scream of fear than a scream of pain. The Sense of Losing Oneself, the Newborn Life kills The sense of turning into something that is not life without even an act.
Literally, Frondier was retrieving the black Demon as " Mana’.
“big, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh……!”
Of course, the Frondiers who do such dangerous things didn't have any damage. As soon as you try to retrieve the Black Demon, Frondier's feeling is rather than pain It was disgusting..
He was trying to bring Mana, who was now in the world of the Dead, into his own.
In a completely separate area where each other does not allow each other, called Black Cloth Extortion that takes its owner away from the store. Areas of taboo beyond simple murder.
All kinds of screams of the dead, the smell of corpses, death, no matter what ordinary people did The image of itself would have poured into his soul and gone mad in the process.
But Frontier is.
“Noisy, noisy.……!”
I just dismissed the world of the dead in a word..
Shuuk!
For a moment, he held a black demon in his hand. The magic lost its shape and became just a black cloth. No, it became Hellheim's Shard..
“Town! Boo-wook……!”
Frondier barely endured the nausea. The aftermath of the fight with the black Demon came at once..
It's only a few nauseating times that I've been in it at a time, Frondier. It certainly wasn't normal. I can't tell you what I think of myself..
“……It's a little different, too..”
Frondier saw the debris in his hand. It was similar in appearance to the black cloth he always used, but it felt Something fundamental was different in aura and movement.
‘……Demons born from shrapnel.’
Frondier was initially born from the shards of Hellheim as a black demon I heard that, and I was very puzzled.
Creating something is God's trolling to disrupt Frontier. You can pass. If you're a God, you can make a mountain rise if you eat your heart..
But God will only use Helheim's shards to create demons. Can it be? If the shrapnel is really completely the same material as black cloth, it just has the power How do you have the will in this simple material that becomes metal? Do you create demons.
The black cloth is the residue after doing ‘something’in Hellheim's debris. Previously, Frontier guessed so.
And now, the answer came out.
‘Hellheim's shards have a will from the beginning. God extracted that will properly..’
Whether Hellheim's fragments detest humans themselves, extracted by God Whether you subsequently gave such disgust.
No matter which one, no matter how God is, there is no will in itself. You will not be able to create a demon. If that were possible, he wouldn't have used Hellheim's shrapnel..
‘A demon born from shrapnel, a metal with a will, a will that the shrapnel itself has…….’
And, the owner's authority.
Frondier just felt. The feeling of taking the master of Mana from a black Demon.
Surprisingly, the sensation was not strange.
‘So did Excalibur in the lake..’
Frontier went into the lake to get past Excalibur There is an enemy. Of course, I couldn't pull that Excalibur, but I never squeezed it. There are.
The feeling of just retrieving the black Demon was similar to that of the time.
‘Now I know. What is Hellheim's shard? No, how Hellheim affected this world.’
After Ragnarok, Hellheim was left without completely disappearing into this world Debris.
The history of humans, the footsteps of heroes, and the weapons that build up after that.
And the weapons themselves choose their masters, legends like Excalibur.
‘The power flowing from Hellheim was the archetype of the Ego Sword..’
Self-willed weapon, Ego Sword. It goes back to the end of the master himself choosing Excalibur or There are grams, etc..
If you want, Frondier's now holding this, too, enough time. If you look for a way, there is a possibility that there will be another egosode.
“Well, that's a later story..”
Frondier looked at the battlefield with a relaxed face.
The mana that was lacking because of the recovery of the past has been filled up..
A few demons have seen the sight of a black demon being brutally sucked in Guernsey, to my surprise, revealed a tone of fear in some of the demons.
Recovery of debris, that is, black demons. If this continues to be possible for Frontier.
The black demons should not be here now..
Without using any mana, rather than Frondier, the greatest threat to this battlefield Only refill Mana.
Black Demons pulled out of time to jump over human barriers.
“In the game sometimes,”
They're from this moment on..
“I took it from my enemies to become a weapon of mull in the effort to cut their blood. There's a time..”
It's just a frontier offering..
“This is so funny..”
That sad effort is killing his side..
Frondier laughed unmistakably at the content of the words.
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