75. One Two Three Million Power
Currently, the cream is not in perfect condition.
Cream can’t use that arm properly because he’s pinning me in his shoulder. This was also the reason why Cream was caught in a loophole in the battle with Kaliya.
Beyond the simple imbalance of the body, the divine power is also not free. Her fighting power has declined considerably. But that’s it.
[Coming!]
I’m not saying Cream can’t fight or lose.
Drake bares her fangs, and a two-headed bear swings her front paw. The cream caught in the midst of that immense power swung her holy sword with one arm of her body.
Perhaps they sensed a crisis, they immediately tried to pull themselves out. However, the situation has already added momentum to the rush. A white trail extending like a flash of light severed part of her body.
“The King of Kwawawa!”
“Noisy.”
Cream frowned at her displeasure as the stinging breath hit her. Taking advantage of the gap between her goons, Cream stomped her foot. The earth splits apart at her dainty movements.
Waves of her ice spread out in all directions from the rift, and a column of ice rising from her center lifted her cream to a high position. Looking down at her beasts, Cream snapped her hand.
A myriad of lightning strikes everything around her, except for her pillar of ice, exactly on which she stands. The monsters couldn’t even attack properly and had to crouch down to endure the shock.
Then, Cream leaped lightly from her pillar of ice, at the same time that the pillar of ice she was standing on shattered and fragments flew in all directions. An endless chain of attacks.
[······ It’s okay. Are you crazy?]
However, even after receiving the bombardment, the monsters still did not collapse. Even though the scales were cracked and the leather burned, new flesh was sprouting from their bodies before they knew it.
No matter how rough the setting sun mountain range is, this level is excessive. Why were the guys who came out after going into a fairly deep place wandering around the entrance?
Thinking that way, there was something else to be seen. Excessive aggression, as if his pride had been stimulated by something, faint scars left on his body. Considering their regenerative powers, that would have been better in the first place.
[Did you see something else around you?]
“Huh?”
[I think those guys were also chased by something else.]
I don’t know who the monster was that drove two monsters of that size. Oh, is there one next to me?
Cream’s merciless holy power bombardment made them lose their breath. A halfway situation where you can neither fight nor run away. Unable to hold it in any longer, Drake opened his mouth wide.
Blue flames mingled with the breath he exhaled. What I felt was the condensation of enormous power. Soon, what came out of his mouth was the dragon’s symbol, the breath.
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[Breath! Avoid! To the corner!]
“Huh.”
But Cream quickly pulled a crystal rod from his pocket and broke it. A spell that was activated by omitting the chant and consuming a catalyst. The direction of the flames pouring towards the cream is twisted.
The fiercely burning blue poison flame narrowly missed the cream and struck the huge bear that was sneaking up behind her.
“Kyaaagh!”
Even so, the bear couldn’t regenerate all the damage from Cream because it had lower defense than Drake, and when her toxic flames poured over it, it was very happy to die.
The flames pierced the wound. The crazed guy soon turned white, ignoring the cream and rushing at Drake, who poured out flames.
“Kyakyakakak!”
“Quaaa!”
Drake struggled on his short front legs in panic, but was soon overtaken by the bear. As they rolled around, biting and scratching each other, Cream quietly raised her sword.
The corners of her eyes twitched. Soon, she stretched out her arm, which looked fragile but held her brawny strength. She stopped as the blade shot like an arrow cut through something invisible.
Saaa-
I didn’t hear anything, but at the same time I felt like I heard something.
The two monsters, who had been fighting each other howling until just a moment ago, stood still as if time had stopped. Soon, a red line was drawn over their bodies. Once again.
One last time. The three-pronged sword marks, as if torn by a beast or carved by a giant, were engraved on their bodies. Soon, their bodies collapsed into pieces without even being able to utter a final word.
“・・・・・・Whoa.”
Cream caught her breath and thrust her holy sword back into her scabbard. Her body trembled as she took all the recoil from her technique with one arm. Unfortunately, however, the fight is not over.
[······!]
Before I could fire a warning mental wave, Cream blew her body. A step later, a terrifying shockwave occurred centering on the place where she was a moment ago and swept her everywhere.
After being swept away by the shock wave, the cream rolled several times, but she soon dissipated her shock and stood up. When the dust cloud cleared of her, she appeared there, surprisingly a humanoid being.
“I came here with the smell of a strong man, so this is… Amazing.”
A rough, grunting voice. The opponent who appeared was a man with a large body. However, it was the man’s outfit that caught our attention more than any other feature.
Her head was the skull of a gigantic beast, and her body was clad in sloppy clothes sewn from the skins of all sorts of monsters. There were all sorts of weapons hanging behind his back, but all of them were made of bone, although they were different in shape.
[What are you again?]
I knew such a tribe. A rational predator adorned with the spoils I hunted. Most of the beings that coexisted with reason and wildness like that were not human.
For example, a beastman.
“I am Leviato Yegril.”
Curly brown hair, beast ears poking out of the holes between the skulls.
“You must be prepared to dare to intercept the prey I was chasing, right?”
However, unlike some of the beastmen I knew, he was much closer to the wild. He seemed fine, but his fangs stood out and boiling saliva dripped from his mouth.
Clear hostility with no room for compromise. Cream, who hesitated for a moment, drew his sword once again. Even after cutting countless enemies, the blade is still pure white.
And what am I… With only the handle left, I did what I could.
[Wujjujju, hand.]
“What?”
[Reach out your hand bastard, you’re filthy ignorant.]
At that moment, the sparks exploded and scattered at the feet of Cream, who was hanging down his sword, and with that momentum, Cream rushed forward and crashed into Yegril.
The sword shed with brilliance from her hand pierced Yegril’s abdomen, pushing his opponent back and grinding them to the ground. However, even in that situation, he counterattacked by swinging his arm.
As soon as the hairy hand plucked out its long claws and attacked, Cream quickly put down the Holy Sword and ran away. Yegril staggered to his feet with the sword stuck in his stomach.
“You dare…”
Its body wriggled and showed signs of transformation. Hair grows thick all over his body, and his claws are long and dragging on the ground. However, its appearance was still close to that of a human.
“To hurt my sister’s last vestiges!”
[Are you talking about the thing you put on your head?]
“Yes! I worked so hard to catch it unscathed!”
This is crazier than I thought. When even I, a demon sword famous for its madness, shuddered, he raised his head high into the sky.
“To blemish my greatest achievement!”
A little bit of muddy metal sound mixed with his voice, but the human voice soon turned into a howl of a beast. At the same time, Yegril’s body expanded like an explosion.
The body of a wild beast that was incomparably violent broke through the human body, and when its black fur fluttered, a four-meter-high beast stood tall on the ground.
[You really are crazy.]
And, in the aftermath of that violent transformation, the rags of monster leather he was wearing and the skull of his sister, whom he boasted of as an ‘achievement’, were also entangled and shattered.
I even brought a bundle of weapons made of bones, but I didn’t even use them! As the beast growled and scratched the ground, the weapons caught in its claws broke as if they had osteoporosis.
“Gaaagh!”
I don’t mean to say anything, but there are really too many crazy people in this world.
The beast opened his mouth and roared. A terrifying low-frequency sound buzzed through Cream’s body. She didn’t lose her balance, but her actions faltered and stiffened for a moment.
A short break was enough for a natural beast. The sight of such a large body approaching like a cannonball was intimidating. However, cream was not avoided.
“Suck.”
Short spirits, scattered breaths, winter blooms at your fingertips.
Just as he charged with his mouth wide open, he froze and became a huge ice statue. However, even that did not completely bind him.
The body trapped in the ice seemed to wriggle, but soon the gold cracked open on top of it, and the creature was freed from the ice. Just like the way you open your mouth.
The cream, which had been waiting for her moment, was condensed into her hand before she knew it, and inserted the blazing little sun into it.
“Kiyaaagh!”
The moment the little sun touched the roof of his mouth, it exploded, and extremely hot flames flowed back into his esophagus. Did they say that the most terrible of pains is burning pain? Then, what about the pain of burning inside?
It roared and jumped to the face of the giant. As the giant floated into the air, the holy sword that was still on the ship shimmered and shone.
In addition to direct projection of her divine power, Cream was also good at concocting her divine spells. Moreover, the holy sword itself is an infinite source of divine power. The link between the two had devastating consequences.
“Die.”
As if an elaborate mechanical device were engaged, the moment the divine power that formed the spell had a clear purpose, the ice awl that extended from the blade of the holy sword extended its roots and burrowed into the body of the beast.
Flame rages from within, and ice burrows from outside. Cream added one to the scene of chaos. A spear that spirals from her hand and scatters lightning.
[Ah.]
The Holy Sword exclaimed with regret. A hero’s special move that allows him to wield the divine power of three gods at the same time. The moment Cream threw the spear like a thunderbolt, it was activated.
The sun makes the moon, the moon makes the stars, and the stars make the sun. Three completely different energies try to devour each other as if biting their tails. The three forces oppose each other, each inflating its size.
A warrior’s secret skill that maximizes the repulsion of the divine power and pours all the enormous destructive power generated through it into the enemy.
[Huh? Something······.]
The moment the balance of the three powers finally collapsed, a grand explosion erupted from inside the beast’s body, blowing away the entire area.