The brave Simmel wants to resign

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The third time...

[Black Flash]!!

The constant black flashes brought him closer to the level of a hero!

Victory is within reach!

"Quiet down."

【—————————————— Buzz.】

The blade tore through the air.

The black light shattered, and the crisscrossing blade light was the first to be imprinted on the real person's chest and abdomen.

(Why?)

The real person's mind went blank for a moment.

(How could this be....)

He saw it.

The hero, who should have been cornered by his own actions... awakened a cursed power within him!

It wasn't large, but the flow of magical energy was exceptionally rapid.

"I don't know anymore, the turbulent passage is like a waterfall, the path is steep and winding ...

indeed.

After using the [Monk] skill to rescue hostages and fight against the field, Simmel was left with only the basic stats.

While Sylmir in her base form is powerful, she relies more on combat experience and stats—a pure and untainted strength that lacks finesse.

Having experienced three black flashes, amplified his domain, and unleashed his true form, this True Person, who had reached a once-in-a-lifetime peak, was indeed qualified to contend with him.

but......

—That's a remnant of the past.

They missed the simplest rule.

[Curse Power]

When Simmel arrived in this world, she was deemed unqualified to be a sorcerer, but through repeated use of the [Star Cross], she was able to possess the souls of her companions.

In particular, the magical skills that Haita and Frilian possessed were forcibly imprinted into their bodies, allowing Simmel to also learn how to use magical power.

In the [Monk] mode, magic power will be increased by one level.

As for Simmel herself, her spell power was roughly equivalent to that of a level two spellcaster.

not much.

But for someone like Simmel, even a slight improvement in basic qualities is enough to greatly enhance their actions.

and.....

Yes, someone studied sorcery for a month and still couldn't even imbue a weapon with magical power.

Once, during a physical education class, Gojo Satoru used the sacrum to tease Simmel.

but....

—Now, nine years have passed.

[Simplified Area]

The rising magical power around him created a simple domain, briefly offsetting the interference of the giant hand generated by the surrounding domain, and enhancing his basic abilities a second time.

[Infused with Cursed Power]

By rapidly channeling magical energy through the blade, the speed and power of drawing the sword are further enhanced.

"I don't know what you're thinking, but I've been waiting for the right moment when all the hostages are imbued with purification spells, forcing you to unleash your domain."

Simmel lowered her head slightly.

Bring your arm inward and place it under your left rib.

The left foot is placed back, and the right leg is bent forward.

Hold the knife in your right hand and pinch the end of the blade with your left fingertips.

Click click click click click click click click ——————

The skin and flesh were supported by hard muscles, with bulging blue veins.

【Draw Sword Slash】

The ethereal blue light in his pupils, like smoke and mist, was rapidly drawn out, leaving a straight and narrow streak of light.

"Once you're in this closed environment, you can do whatever you want."

The blade rests against the forearm, then slashes and crosses.

The sound of something cutting through the air merged into a long, mournful cry.

Light passes through the real person's body.

To completely divide it.

But this time...

The real person did not have the opportunity to activate the [Simplified Domain].

This attack.....

Using the "Monk" mode, it strikes straight to the soul.

【Click】

The domain also shattered because of the host, like large shards of black glass falling to the ground.

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"you......"

Simmel sheathed her sword at that moment, flicked her blue hair, and then glanced at the writhing pieces of human flesh on the ground.

—Simmel's response to the real people's excited emotions and soaring fighting spirit was.....

"What were you all whispering about just now?"

I didn't care at all.

"Cough...cough..."

Chopped into pieces by Simmel, his soul also suffered irreversible damage. The real man, who could only wriggle on the ground, grew two rows of teeth, opening and closing them, and weakly murmured something.

"impossible....."

"Impossible...impossible..."

Hey.

His body trembled violently, and the real man suddenly turned around to look at Simmel, who was walking towards him step by step.

"!!!"

Crazy.

rampant.

Those emotions cannot be found in the real person at this moment.

As if being chased by a wild beast, the real person crawled on the ground in an extremely ugly and wretched manner, emitting screams.

"No!"

"You...you stay away!!!"

Of course, Simmel wouldn't listen.