Chapter 116 (2/2)

Well, I thought that would be the case so I didn't do anything in particular. But it was different for Deizu. He is staring at his broken claws with astonished expression on his face. The eyes mixed with anger and hatred, are directed at me.

[WHAT DID YOU DO!?] (Deizu)

[Nothing special, I just stood here normally] (Wazu)

[THAT CAN'T BE HAPPENED. HUMAN, SUPERIOR TO BEASTMAN, I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!!] (Deizu)

Said so, he swung his other hand at me but the result was the same.

[That's useless] (Wazu)

[NO WAY!! IMPOSSIBLE!! SUCH A THING IS IMPOSSIBLE!!] (Deizu)

Deizu couldn't accept this fact and was greatly shaken, he violently scratched his head. He shouted -[Gaara!!]- and turned stronger hatred inside his eyes at me. That moment, my eyes was reflecting stronger magical from within Deizu.

[I WON'T LOSE!! I CAN'T LOSE!! I MUST NOT LOSE FROM FILTHY HUMAN!! I HAVE TO WIN!! TO TAKE BACK OF WHAT HAS BEEN TAKEN FROM ME, I WON'T LOSE!!] (Deizu)

Take back? Of what? I thought so but..... my eyes was distracted by the discoloration of his magical power. His red-black magical power has turned completely black.

There is a change in Deizu body at the same time. The cracked marks on his body get steadily thicker, and then his whole body turns completely black like his magical power.

New claws are grown, the color is reddish black. His golden hair also turns black while his back grew much bigger. There is no red part in his eyes left, everything change to black color.

[KILL.....KILL.....KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.KILL.EVERY.SINGLE.OF.THEM.........] (Deizu)

Deizu's roar resounding all over the battlefield. It's loud enough to make the ground shaking.

Deizu is in full power, the black magical power flowing into his nail as he lowered his posture to prepare an attack. His nails absorbing the magical power and changed to pitch black.

When all turned pitch black, he dashed at me in full speed and swings his nails to bisect me. His speed feels stronger and faster than before.

I receiving that attack on my arm, and for the first time it's happened.

The part of clothes that received his nails was torn apart. Of course there was not even single scratch on my arm.

I feel somewhat sad. I made these clothes myself, the clothes that had accompanied me both in happy time and sad time. I see..... I guess I have to take this a little serious.

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