341 338. The roof of the castle.txt (1/2)

Finally, I confirmed my own thoughts and reaffirmed my purpose.

My physical condition is still the same, but instead of being the same, it's getting worse with every second. But my entire body was beginning to feel stronger and my walking speed was increasing.

Ah, finally ....... Finally, as 'the one who steals the reason for the light', I am on the verge of reaching the same realm as my friends (titties) I saw in Viasia. I can see that for myself.

Leaving it to its new power, I pass the forty-fifth floor of remembrance - the forty-sixth, forty-seventh, and forty-eight floors - and finally reach the fiftieth floor.

Finally, it's the top floor of Hoosier's Castle.

I'm almost there ....... I walk along the wall of the last corridor and open the door to the ”Senate” room, rejoicing that in just a few minutes I will be able to fulfill my final role.

It was redder, darker, brighter and fuller of blood than any other place I've been to so far.

The moment I open the door, the blood that had been pooling in the room flows out into the corridor, and I nearly fall down.

''--!

And then the gap is exploited.

The ugly monster that had been waiting in the room moved.

The moment I entered the room and recognized it, it had already flashed. The example 'something' in the center of the 'Senate' room was waving one of its tentacles at me.

I was unable to defend against it as I was consuming it with wear and tear.

It's not that I hadn't anticipated it. It was just that it was faster and more frightening than I had anticipated.

The 'something' that was waiting for me was many times larger than normal and its shape was extraordinary.

Here I felt the most physiological disgust ever running through my body, and my body went rigid. That's where the blade at the end of the tentacles would pass through. I couldn't defend myself with the flag in my hand in time.

''Gu--, aaaaaaaaahhh--''

My torso is slashed and easily split into upper and lower halves of my body.

As soon as I enter the room, I feel a floating sensation and fall directly to the floor.

My face is buried in a shallow pool of blood.

However, when I get to this point, the pain in my body is no longer the same. I was able to calmly sort out my situation and think about what I should do next.

I managed to move my hands and try to move my upper body alone.

However, when I looked up, the 'something' that attacked me was right in front of me and was about to wave its blood tentacles once more.

My thoughts are spinning as fast as when I fought the 'reason stealers' a thousand years ago.

This place will be intercepted with a flag - no, close combat is impossible in this state.

The only way to do this is to activate a different kind of magic.

Even if it's an outburst.

Somehow, I'll use my magic to keep them away, and then--

But in the midst of that thought.

A flutter.

I heard a sound from behind me.

Hearing that sound, I moved my head only to check my rear.

There was a further enemy, the 'Blood Puppet' standing there in one piece, holding the blood sword in its hand at the upper level.

It's in the form of a pincer shot.

It would be useless to blow either of them up with a magical outburst in this.

--Okay.

Bad bad bad bad.

If this is the case, the limbs will be torn apart.

I'm not going to die, but I'll be unable to act.

I don't care if it hurts. I don't need the lower half of my body anymore, to be honest.

But we need at least one arm to get to the roof.

I have to leave one arm behind and crawl through a pool of blood to get to it--

What--?

When I was thinking about how to handle this pincer attack with one arm left, all my worries were blown away.

The blood puppet at the rear of the vehicle sprinted over me, jumped over me, and cut off the Something's tentacles with its blood sword.

Furthermore, the ”something” didn't even take a step back, but instead used its sword to cut both sides of the ”something” in opposite directions.

In the small room of the Senate, a blood-and-blood sword fight began.

'What ......?　...... yea, no, now--

Before I can be surprised, I crawl across the floor to my lower body and begin to use my recovery magic to make a first-aid but jointed connection.

However, no matter how I am, I can't get it back to perfect. It's all I can do as I use the characteristics of my body and put my magic power into it to move for the rest of the day.

''Hah, hah, hah ......!

As soon as the stitching was finished, the battle between the Blood Puppet and the Something was over.

The ”blood puppet” had defeated the higher up ”something” and returned to just blood.

It's abnormal.

Obviously, the ”something” that was waiting for you in the room was a special product.

I think it was the last stronghold that Fafner had prepared to protect Ragne.

This ”blood doll” that defeated it is not as strong as ”The One Who Stole Reason”, but it is as strong as the ”Seven Celestial Knights” downstairs.