Re:Zero - Jobless Reincarnation: Succubus Sword God? I don't recognize it!

The murderous intent and the subtle chanting of magic are still tangible.

At this moment, Alan looked over the crowd at the leopard in the distance. The other party was also looking back at him. In the distance, a thick flame was rising, stirring the night.

"I see. This is a completely unique response from the Qiba Sect. Just now, they noticed that there was something wrong with my Rock Secret, and then they first tested it themselves to dispel their fears, and then used words to induce them to attack me together."

'Then I treated them all as abandoned pawns, using their bodies as obstacles. Based on the information that I don't know the Sword God Style, I instantly constructed a battle plan to make time for the real killing move. This magic fluctuation, is it a high-level magician, or a saint level?'

'It's a good idea, but it's a pity.'

'The healing spell pattern is activated. Time: ten seconds.'

The tree pattern on the Dragon Saint's fighting spirit burst into a brilliant green light! Fighting spirit and magic power rushed towards Allen's limbs and bones in an instant!

At the same time! The crowd crushed Alan like a flood, drowning him!

Alan's smile spread in the night, his mutterings were lighter than the wind and were shattered in the air by the dense sounds of swords swinging.

"The Water God Flow and the North God Flow collide, the Rock Secret and the Twenty Cuts merge. Create your own secret and advance."

"The rock hits the water."

Alan's eyes widened, and the shadow of the sword disappeared into the darkness and quickly shuttled through the crowd. The ultimate flow secret technique deflected the more than ten blades that were attacking one after another. In the intervals between the movements, he used his fighting spirit to squeeze the strength of his body to the extreme to make twenty cuts!

The knife light flashed in the crowd!

At the front, more than a dozen figures whose swords were swept away seemed to stop for a moment, and the next second, their bodies suddenly collapsed in front of Alan!

Broken arms! Broken legs! Torso!

Internal organs! Bones! Head!

Body parts fell like rain, blood seemed to be substantial, and human figures all shrank down like cut wheat.

Alan's vision suddenly went blank, and he stared at the raging flames rising in the air not far away with a grin through the rain of blood.

Under the flickering fire was Grey Eagle's raised wand and the ending note of his angry chant coming out of his mouth!

"Hellfire Bomb! Die! Monster!"

When the visually oppressive magic was performed, the two looked at each other.

There was not much excitement about the strategic success in Gray Eagle's eyes, only deep fear and horror.

"Half of these people died in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, the magic chanting has been completed. The leopard's judgment is correct. Although the sacrifice is tragic, it is enough that we are still alive."

Before he could finish his words, the scorching night wind blew on his bald head.

A bloodstain spread from the top of his head and extended down from his pupil.

In his stunned eyes, he saw Alan's figure with smoke rolling around him.

Close at hand.

Shock and confusion just appeared in Gray Eagle's eyes. He stared blankly at the distorted air around the blade in Allen's hand.

The next moment, his face melted like cheese cut by hot oil.

It was exactly the same as the two Hellfire Bombs that flew away from behind Allen.

Amid screams and wails, the Hellfire Bomb split into two and exploded among the crowd of thieves behind Alan!

The violent explosion rolled up a scorching wind pressure and rushed behind Alan! The sticky blood on his swordsman's uniform was roasted and coagulated in just one breath.

Alan threw aside the hot blade that he had picked up to cut through the fire bombs. As for his own blade, it had been damaged in the first round of the Rock Secret.

The skin burned by the flaming fangs healed rapidly in the flames of the explosion. He reached out and patted his clothes, and pieces of blood scabs fell off his body. Alan bent down and picked up the disguised knife at the other's waist.

"After all this time, the most threatening person in the camp is the least noticeable one... Unfortunately, the chanting is still too slow, and the killing intent is too obvious in the perception. Next words."

He turned his head to look at the edge of the forest, and the rapidly retreating figure of the leopard was extremely clear in his pupils.

Alan smiled and stepped forward with his right leg.

"I see."

next moment.

The leopard's head fell off.

A column of blood shot up into the air, and his torso slumped to the ground, with two unfired smoke bombs in his hands rolling to the side, but his head was still tumbling in the air.

The leopard looked dazed.

From the moment the Hellfire Bomb was cut open, his heart was in turmoil.

The death of Gray Eagle that followed immediately after was a sign that his most skilled tactical planning was crushed into pieces by Allen in a hopeless and devastating manner.

Re-plan tactics? You must be kidding! Is there anyone else available in this camp?

1v1? In a 1v1 match between the Sword God Style and the Water God Style, the latter is stronger! And Allen not only has a perfect self-created secret skill of parrying, but also has the Silent Sword.

monster.

You can't defeat him by force. After you escape, you can make long-term plans.

His fear overshadowed his fighting spirit, and without thinking, he pulled out the smoke bomb that the Qiba Sect behind him often used to escape.

Then, he died.

He didn't even have time to swing the Silent Sword.

The Sword God style's killing moves are often so simple and unpretentious.

The next second, the divine light in the leopard's eyes went out.

His torso and head fell to the ground as Alan watched.

The blade pierced through the air and pierced the ground, the tip of the knife slowly drew a shallow groove between the leopard's head and broken neck, "dividing" the opponent's body.

Amid the crunching sound of dirt, a harmless, slightly childish voice announced the end of the hunt.

"I cut it off."

...

[The skills of Beishenliu and Shuishenliu are combined and advanced. Beishenliu's level increases, Shuishenliu's level increases.]

【Northern God Style—Advanced.】

[Water God Stream—Saint Level.]

The smoke and dust are surging and jumping, and the handwriting is blending, jumping and reorganizing.

[Evaluation: The dragon's rage ignited a blaze, and the flames swept past, leaving the maned wolf no time to even whimper.]

Ankylosaurus calendar year 412.

Midsummer Night.

Allen became a Water Saint.

...

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"Why do I remember that Luo Qixi's original words were 'Not even a bone is left of the maned wolf'?"

【However, there were many bones on the ground.】

Alan looked down at the leopard's corpse lying on the ground with its eyes open, and stroked his chin in silence.

"This group of thieves is much stronger than I thought. James secretly spent so much effort just to kill me?"

"I always feel something is not right. I originally wanted to keep a live person to interrogate the details of why he was wanted. Unfortunately, he has already taken out the smoke bomb. So I have no choice but to kill him with the Silent Sword. In this situation, if I still want to capture him alive, it will be a big trouble if he escapes by accident."

【valid reason.】

Alan smelled the smell of burning protein in the air and pinched his nose.

"It's the only way to go now. Even if there are other issues behind this, I think when I reach the king level, James won't be able to cause any trouble in the face of absolute power."

"And he may not be able to tell that I killed these people. Before, I only demonstrated the skills of the Water God Style in the Red Dragon's Jaw. Based on their understanding of me, it is definitely impossible for me to kill this group of people overnight."

The smoke and dust floated in front of Alan, as if carrying a smile.

[Oh? What if? ]

Alan turned his head and looked at the distance where the Hellfire bomb had created two large pits. The area around where he had originally stood was intact, with broken limbs all over the ground, and sticky blood still flowing and spreading on the ground.

However, the pits on both sides that were slightly offset were charred black, with several burning charred corpses scattered around the edges. As for the members of the bandit gang that were directly hit by the Hellfire Bomb, they could no longer be seen in human form.

It must be said that the tactical plan of Gray Eagle and Leopard was quite meticulous and unexpected.

The scene was in chaos at the time, and the stronger ones in the thieves group approached Allen very quickly. The obviously high-level swordsmen were ahead of the crowd, while the weaker ones fell behind.

In this case, if they were really worrying too much, and Allen's strength was indeed as high as expected, he would be killed in the first round of encirclement and suppression. Gray Eagle could also throw magic to the top of his head or the lake beside him.

If Alan's strength is really far beyond their imagination, then these thieves who were instigated to rush forward will become stumbling blocks for Alan.

Even if he could kill this group of people in a short time, he would be hindered by the barrier made of corpses. At that time, Grey Eagle would not hesitate to throw magic at the crowd.

It was perfect, but they didn't expect that Alan could swing more than ten swords and make twenty cuts in an instant.

They had never even seen a move called Twenty Cuts. After all, Twenty Cuts was something Allen learned from Alex Kalman Rebeck, the Second of the North God, who visited the Water God's main dojo three years ago.

At that time, this guy was still trying to kidnap Allen, which scared Allen so much that he worked as a bath scrubber in a brothel in the capital for half a month to avoid this variable. After all, he was going to Buena Village. If there were too many variables, there would be more variables in the future.

Alan looked at the system panel in front of him and shrugged.

“Let’s take a step back and say that even if James noticed me, he wouldn’t be able to accurately determine where I am. I have never told anyone about my intention to go to Buena Village. This is a completely dark blind spot for them.”

"At most, they would go to Roya City to wait for me. But two years later, let's not talk about whether the people they can send there can recognize me. I'm afraid that the fact that I haven't heard from them during this period of time will be enough for him to let down his guard against me."

【Haha, that’s right.】

The smoke and dust dissipated, Alan smiled, and walked towards the pit in the distance, waving his arms as he walked.

'Both schools have been improved.'

"It's not surprising that the Water God School has reached the Saint level."

"But I still feel that the Sword God style is more convenient to use. This style is really unreasonable. It depends entirely on talent and understanding. It is really difficult, but once you get the feeling, you can improve really fast. I can understand the feeling of Qinuo, a cheater."

"It's a little strange that the Northern God Stream has come to the upper level."

"It stands to reason that the practical school still relies on the healing magic pattern to get a temporary boost. I asked the system before, but the temporary burst cannot be counted because of the skills that can be maintained for a long time. So where is the boost, etc., could it be that"

Alan blinked, stretched out his hand and threw the blade in his hand, then his body suddenly fell forward as if he had no strength left, but at the moment his face touched the ground, he slammed the ground with both hands, and under the reverse force, the fighting spirit entangled and vibrated in the muscles between his arms and waist!