The strange head that failed to dodge in time was grabbed by Hekate, and as Hekate pinched it hard, there was a sound of the fruit being squeezed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But......

The whiskers flowed from Hekate's fingers, and once again gathered into a head, smiling at Hekate.

“...... Not...... Use....... ”

With that, the skull once again disintegrated into whiskers and chased Lucia into the sky.

The sudden turn of events was so amazing that the few people on the ground had nothing to do but watch.

Lamech looked at the sky worriedly, neither the rain nor the light allowed her to see anything, but doing so at least eased her worries.

"It seems that what we think is too simple....... ”

Lamech originally thought that no matter how strong the monster was, it still belonged to the category of 'common sense', but now it seems that she was very wrong, although she could not measure the strength of the monster, but from the brief encounter between the monster and Hekate, it seems that even the worst is at the level of the dragons.

Why? That's the question Lamech wanted to ask.

Who would have thought that after killing this monster, he would have to fight the corpse of the monster and something parasitic in the corpse, not to mention that after being attacked, it would transform from an enemy that Jonathan could fight to an enemy that could make Hekate miss......

...... Wait a minute.

Lamech suddenly remembered one thing, one thing that he hadn't paid much attention to before.

The 'something' parasitic in the corpse only had that terrible change after being attacked by Lucia, and the connection between Lucia and Lucia's specialness is intriguing.

“...... What the hell is going on? ”

Once again, Lamech realized that he knew too little, whether it was strength or knowledge, and with one of them, Lamech would not have to watch as much as he did now, and could do nothing but get Lucia harmed.

Lucia swirled in the sky before coming to a safe halt, the storm swirling beneath her, holding her in the air.

“...... It's despicable to sneak attack. ”

That being said, in fact, Lucia also knew that she would become like this only because she was careless, and she couldn't produce a sense of crisis, so that no matter what Lucia faced, it was like standing outside the canvas and enjoying the scenery on the painting, lacking a sense of 'reality'.

Perhaps the source of 'seriousness' and 'truthfulness' is a sense of crisis, right? Lucia thought about it more than once, and then felt a little regretful, because if that were the case, she would probably not be able to experience these two feelings in her life, right?

This is a side effect of being too powerful, because it can exist in the world no matter what, so whether it is feelings or emotions, even the emotions themselves will become 'unnecessary'.

Maybe the second disease thinks it's cool, but in fact it's the number one boring thing in the world. Whether it's feelings or emotions, these are the bonds that connect people to others and the world, and the absence of these means that there are no feelings.

Think about it, a world where you feel like 'it doesn't matter' is boring, right?

That's why Lucia values the memories of Earth in her body so much.

Well, this is the end of the thought, and it just so happens that Lucia also saw the whiskers flying towards her.

She didn't know what these whiskers were, but Lucia was sure of them......

“...... This thing is disgusting. ”

The sight of a scene flying in the sky with no source and looking like countless parasites swimming, is truly remarkable in a special sense.

As she got closer to Lucia, the tendrils coiled into a spiral-shaped spear and stabbed at Lucia's head.

In the sky, coupled with the ability to fly nimbly, then dodging is undoubtedly the best way, but that would turn into an endless chase, and Lucia, who did not want to do such trouble, chose to fight head-on, she grabbed the spear thicker than her waist with both hands, and then pinched it with intention, and about a quarter of the front of the spear completely disappeared under the invisible force.

The sore whiskers spread out again, flying some distance into the distance before gathering again.

At this time, Hekate also caught up, but in the posture of the smallest baby dragon, she flicked her claws as she flew, and the black claw strike instantly sliced the whiskers that had just gathered her body into pieces.

The whiskers that were cut into pieces this time were not injured by ordinary attacks like they were when they were attacked by Lamai at the beginning, and Hecate, who had no strength form unlike Lucia, couldn't get it to take enough damage, and the tentacles only squirmed a little before they were put back to their original shape, and if Lamai saw this scene, he would probably regret his crow's mouth, right? Because the recovery ability of the tentacles really looks like Majin Buu.

This time, the whiskers were combined to form something like the palm of a hand. The reason why it is not said that the palm of the hand is the same thing as the palm of the hand is that the five fingers of this palm are huge tentacles with tiny tentacles.

The five-fingered tentacles spun around their bodies, and the tentacles spun like windmills, pumping at Hekat in a continuous manner.

Hekate glanced at Lucia, then folded her wings and resisted the tentacle's attack.

Hekate was also slightly surprised by the series of blows, she could feel the impact coming from her wings, and the heavy attack made her body shake.

This power is different from the plasticine of the tentacles, and if the difficult 'immortality' is the characteristic of the tentacles, then this time it shows the real power.

But that's the end of it.

Hekat snorted disdainfully.

"I said you, with your back to me, are you underestimating me? ”

Lucia stretched out her hands and placed them less than five centimeters from the five-fingered tentacles, and then, along with the air, wiped out everything in front of her palms.

In the final moment, a few tendrils were detached from the tentacles, but Hecate, who had been prepared, certainly wouldn't let it escape, and she swung her claws at the whiskers, the black flash destroying them further, during which time Lucia had already raised her hand again.

Perhaps realizing that there was really nowhere to escape this time, the flesh whiskers did not escape in a smaller form, but gathered together to form a single head, because of the reduction in mass, this time the head looked much more normal, at least the size was much more normal, and the shape was still very weird.

The monstrous head grinned before complete annihilation came.

"I ...... Expect...... Make move...... Again...... Once...... And you...... Meet....... ”

With that, the head completely disappeared from this world. (To be continued.) )