"Repentance?" As if hearing something funny, the monster shook her ugly body and let out a strange cry that could not tell whether it was crying or laughing, "How could I possibly do such a thing!"

With her overflowing emotions, her thick arms whipped towards Klossie like whips. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Klossie barely bent down and dodged a direct blow from the front, but the aftershocks of the demonic aura caused her body to fly. Like a man brushing the dust off the table with his hand, Klossie was blown off the ground. This scene looked even more terrifying in the eyes of the warriors, and the demonic aura appeared in the air like the knotted roots of an old tree. It was just the power of a monster's blow, but the flying demonic aura made people unable to open their eyes.

Originally, the liberation of the demonic qi of the warrior was equivalent to marching towards a dangerous awakening, and every time he increased his demonic power, he had to bear the corresponding price. Therefore, the demonic power of the warrior is often given to the use of the great sword. Like the tip of a spear or the blade of a sword, demonic energy plays the role of the finishing touch. However, the abnormal appetite in front of him seemed to be an aggregate of demonic power itself, and the wanton squandering of demonic power made the warriors shudder.

An unspeakable emotion began to pass through the warrior's eyes, the hair falling from his forehead, and the drops of sweat splashed on the blade. As if there was a chemical reaction, the warriors suddenly looked at each other's faces. They read in each other's eyes the same fears and retreats as they did.

"Such a guy...... You can't win......"

"Speaking of which, why is there such a thing in the world?"

"Don't, don't come here......"

As if it was a human who had seen demons for the first time, the warriors who usually slaughtered demons at will began to retreat with half a cry. Just as humans face demons and demons face warriors, warriors are as fragile as pieces of paper to abnormal appetites. After confirming this with his own eyes, the warrior's fighting spirit vanished. Speaking of which, they were originally teenagers. Although the environment has created their tenacious character, most of the warriors are as fragile as eggs stripped of their shells in the face of such strangeness.

This is for most of the fighters. Still others have made the opposite choice.

"I've really been educated by my juniors......" Agatha let out a hearty laugh as if nothing had happened. As if in response to the laughter, Clossie got up from the ground and stood beside Agatha. She drew her broadsword and made a basic sword gesture to show her determination. Receiving Agatha's infection, Ivy silently stood behind Agatha. Her hands and feet were still trembling, but her eyes had changed back to those of a warrior.

"Pretty tenacious...... Anorex nodded at Agatha, "You don't look like your average warrior. ”

"It's all Klossie's help, it might have taken me a little longer to cheer myself up......"

"Isn't that guy a simple fool? he doesn't know anything, but his emotions are inexplicably high. The anoreviser pointed at Kloss and laughed. Agatha, who was supposed to refute the other party, looked at Klossie with this complicated look. Such a reaction only confused Clossie herself.

"What do I not know?"

"That junior has already sensed my true identity, and she mustered up the courage to stand in front of me after perceiving everything. The anoreophile's tone became much more solemn, "And you, you don't know anything. ”

Inexplicably being told something, Klossie looked around blankly. Isabel and Ivy also stared blankly at the Abnormal Appetite, as if they didn't understand it. Martha had all her thoughts, but she perfectly ignored Klossie's questioning. The last person, Sulfona, although her eyes looked harsh, unfortunately she couldn't talk to Klossie.

"Everyone stand in their previous positions, we're going to start the crusade!"

Agatha's words interrupted Klossi's confusion, and the warriors regained their fighting spirit. Agatha swung her first sword, the light of a sword that Klossie's eyes could barely catch. The high-speed sword seemed to stagger the monster as well. The monster couldn't dodge it, so it blocked the sword with the outside of its arm. Agatha's sword slashed at the monster with the sound of striking the folded leather. As you can expect, the other party did not suffer any harm.

Martha, Isabel, and Klossie also took advantage of the gap to thrust their swords into the monster's vital point. However, this is actually difficult, because most of the monster's body is attached to the armor-like crust, and it is difficult for Klossie's sword to inflict damage through the crust. Not to mention, Agatha's sword was fast, and there were very few gaps that Klossie could capture.

In complete contrast to the hard-fought Agatha, Sulfona, who is also avant-garde, seems to be much more relaxed. She makes very few attacks, and the most she does is juggling around beneath the monster. However, such a sulfur actually holds back the attention of people with abnormal appetites. The place where Sulfona appears has always been the last thing that anomalous appetites want her to be.

As the anorex eater sideways to dodge Agatha's sword in the chest, Sulfona moves right to the anorely's side. Seeing the villain who suddenly appeared in front of him, the originally stable posture of the abnormal appetite suddenly collapsed. During the rapid advance, Sulfona will inadvertently add force to the balance point of the center of gravity of the abnormal appetite. In this way, the abnormal appetite spends most of its energy on finding the location of Sulfona. What made her even more annoyed was that Sulfona's body did not exude any demonic power. Even if you want to use the skill of demonic perception instead of your eyes to capture it, you can't do it. But keeping your eyes on Sulfura is not an option, and Agatha's sword is also a fast sword that cannot be distracted. On the other hand, Sulfona often makes feints that seem like she's joking, and the anoreviant is teased by her expressionless face and unflinching hands without warning.

As the battle continues, the spirits of the anomalous appetite become more and more violent. It's obviously a bunch of ants, and they're all so weak, and it's so difficult to stick together. Without seeing a single eye exchange between the warriors, the person with an abnormal appetite will feel unbearable anxiety. The guilt buried deep in her heart began to creep up. Once upon a time, people with abnormal appetites also had partners with whom they could fight. But when her companion chooses the warrior's death, the anorex escapes. Because of the cowardice in his heart, because of his resentment towards the abandonment of the organization, because of all kinds of complicated feelings, it finally became such a monster and survived.

Looking at the lovely junior in front of him, the Abnormal Appetite - no, the Awakened thought of his past. So her heart showed a flaw.

It was a flaw that Agatha had been waiting for for a long time.

After learning the true identity of the monster, Agatha has been brewing this plan in her heart. Originally, to put it bluntly, Isabel, Clossie, and Martha were actually useless. Furthermore, Ivy's outpouring was just protecting Agatha's defenseless back. Sulfona and Agatha are the main forces of the battle. However, after learning this, Agatha asked several other fighters to join the fight. This is to give the Awoken the illusion that the six warriors together will be able to draw against it. That is, all six fighters are weak. What is the miracle that allows ants to defeat elephants? and that is the camaraderie between warriors that can break the spirits of the awakened.

Just as Agatha had expected, the Awoken's arrogant form tilted, and the demonic power that had been frozen in the air like a city wall was dispersed. Agatha jumped to her feet, noticing that Sulfur had naturally appeared at her feet. Seeing this figure, Agatha couldn't help but be stunned. Sulfona's presence here meant that she also saw the wavering of the Awoken. Furthermore, she even saw through Agatha's scheme.

"When did you know?" said Agatha to herself, stepping her foot on Sulfur as she soared further into the heights. I don't know if it's accidental, or if it's intentional. Agatha's foot was on Sulfona's injured shoulder. That is also the hidden wound of Agatha's demonic power.

Sulfona let out a scream and fell to the ground. But as if to bounce back, Agatha leaped to the side of the Awakened with a faster speed. That speed makes it impossible for the Awoken to dodge.

"What ......"

"Is that your last word?" said Agatha, smiling gracefully, severing the ugly head with a sword. Agatha landed behind the Awoken, and the massive head rolled before the warrior's eyes. Purple blood splattered like flowers, and Agatha smiled as she watched the scene. Sulfona, who had made an important contribution to the attack, was crouching on the ground with her shoulders folded. Although she is sorry, Agatha believes that the protagonist of this victory is herself. So you can't let Sulfura be more active in front of everyone.

However, the praise that Agatha had hoped for from the warriors did not come. Between Klossie's eyes widened, glaring at the top of the Awoken's head. A sense of foreboding welled up in Agatha's heart. The skulls that tumbled to the ground began to shrivel and shrink, and the top of the Awoken's heads began to twist subtly. It was a strange sound made by the abnormal movement of the muscles, which sounded sweet and disgusting. At the site of the fracture where the head was lost, two more heads grew. The newborn's head looked a little transparent, but it was two heads.

"Let's all say it, we're family. There was me, my dad, my mom. I'm my mom. ”

"So, I'm my dad?"

"But it's just the two of us, where have I been?"

"yes, where are our wicked boys?"

The two heads began to turn an angle towards each other and began a conversation. The warriors listened to their conversation with a frown. Although the tone of the words spoken by different heads is different, the timbre of the voice is the same. It was an audible psychotic self-talk. Agatha realized that she had underestimated the anomaly of the Awoken—although she might die if she cut off her head, no one said that it was only one head.

"The one on the ground can't be our child, right?"

"Huh, that's me?"

The two heads continued to talk, but the tone was no longer friendly. It was anger at the loss of a family member - even so, but the soldiers could tell it was fake anger. Originally, the roles of father and mother were also directed and acted by the awakened, so the anger was naturally fake. But the Awakened are immersed in the dreams they weave and cannot extricate themselves.

"How dare you do such an outrageous thing to my family!

"How dare you do such an exceedance to our family!

Agatha watched the monster's arm attack her in a blank manner, and couldn't help but smile wryly. Now is the worst-case scenario, as before Agatha caught the wavering of the Awakened. Now the Awoken have also seized on the wavering of the warriors. To make matters worse, Sulfona is now in a state of inability to fight because of Agatha's willfulness......

"I see, is this retribution?"

Agatha muttered silently, and then was whipped into the air by the Awoken.

This was the beginning of the rout of the fighters.