Blunt Type Ogre Girl's Way to Live Streaming

In order to pioneer the next route to the city in WLO, you have to break through the fields around the city and the dungeons that connect from there.

The dungeon naturally has a boss, obstructing the passage of the challenger.

For one thing, when it comes to dungeons, that form is not limited to caves.

For example, it may be a forest, for example a site, a marshland, or a tree sea.

In order to reach the next city, at least from the city of the beginning, we need to overcome the Cave of Trials, which lies ahead beyond the northern plains.

And this is something I learned later.

Just as there is a boss in the dungeon without exception, there are strong men in the field who also hit the boss monster.

That's the Named Boss Monster.

It is commonly known as Named.

The only true strong man, both in his way and in his given name.

From the Beta Test Age to this day, there are few records of names that exist per field being defeated.

Conditions of emergence, conditions when we meet, and, above all, overwhelming strength not commensurate with the level of the field.

It's purely strong and hard to meet, so there's very little record of crusades.

However, the benefits of the crusade are tremendous, and if that is also the first crusade, there are additional bonuses.

I don't know a few players who keep chasing Named to get that benefit.

This named, by the way, revives after a certain period of time even if it is defeated. The reward is just a little extravagant for the first time, and anyone can benefit from even defeating it.

Instead of being almost certainly made a death penalty when we meet, we are also given equal opportunities.

That seemed to be the common perception of the front-line players to the existence of a named boss monster.

For example, with regard to the lonely (here) Red Wolf/Aria in front of us, the conditions for emergence are vague and there are no crusade records.

You think it's a monster who knows almost nothing, in short, that the battle is rare even to prolong?

The only known information is that it only appears before the "solo player".

That is, his desire for the Red Wolf is only a flimsy one-stroke.

It clearly tells me that there is a clear will in those glaring eyes and that it is not just a virtual statue knitted in the system.

Coming from the beautiful eyes of the moon is pure fighting and killing intent.

The killing so sharp that even the illusion of being mowed in the neck with just a moment of alarm shivers my chest.

"Like, freaking out"

Gently lower your hips to accommodate any attack.

I can't stop loosening my cheeks. I'm not even going to stop it.

Without suppressing my feelings of exaltation, I shouted aloud.

"You don't have any spare time!

"Grrrrrr!"

At the next moment, gold bars and nail strikes scattered sparks.

(heavy!)

Even considering the difference in status due to the level that was double-scored, I didn't think it would be the best because the swing of the full condition would just play the nail strike.

When I try to distance myself by backstepping the bite from my fangs, it tears me through at a bullet-like speed.

It's a seemingly boulder-like rampage, though.

What a spare time to show him on the sidesteps, a big tail twist that matched his physique flew from sudden braking.

I just recieved this with a gold bar, and we distance ourselves a lot from each other.

"Ha, sounds like a joke"

He loses power, he loses speed, he loses stature.

But this one is smaller, and most importantly, this one is one-on-one. Don't worry about cross spears coming in.

Vision widens with a sinking sensation of consciousness.

Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate.

I can still dive. Deep down.

The Red Wolf shook his front leg just saying he was done seeing how things were, and then he jumped at me without any preliminary motion.

The aim is the neck. I struck the jaw of a red wolf lying down to bite off his neck with a "slap" I had aimed at.

I rocked my brain.

Although it only frightened the Red Wolf, it had not been able to kill the momentum, so he avoids being assembled by flanking it with a knocking recoil.

Skill stiffness time hurts, but your opponent shouldn't be relieving his fright just because he left momentum.

It was only slightly faster for me to slip out of stiffness.

I'm losing fast and I don't have a flying tool, and it's less advantageous to take a distance in unacceptable proximity.

Trying to pack the distance and slap the flank of the red wolf still exposed to gaps, he crouches his tail, which flies in a casual way to rotate his body.

The other person's thought stops for a few moments with the fact that he was struck only by a blow that struck him by accident.

"Oh, hey!

Such a spin struck me in the face that turned this way.

Pursue to the opposite face. He shot off the cleavage of his right front leg plugged into frustration with a gold bar, then gained momentum for a spin and struck another shot.

Cleavage without hips is shot down.

You figured that out, you could afford the real cleavage that flew, and then you stared at each other with the moon-colored eyes that stared at this one.

Four shots in total. It all goes into the head, which is a steep point, but still only less than 10% of the HP bars are shredded.

I smile at that toughness unexpectedly.

Lonely red wolf. Who's no match for me right now?

Isn't it superior?

Isn't that great?

Tremble your body with the excitement of running on your back in a crisp fashion.

"It's a battle between dying and dying."

Watching the muscles of the Red Wolf limbs thrive, I held the gold bar in my hand tightly.

How long has it been? I've tried to meet for quite some time and felt it.

Hande that I bear most heavily in the fight against the lonely Red Wolf, an overwhelming character.

That is not a physical status disparity that is easy to understand.

The most problematic aspect among us was "SP".

My body is a low-level player wherever I go, and it is essential to manage the SP that will be lost without exception, whether it is an offense or a dodge or a leap.

However, the red wolf in front of us continues to act so extensively that I wonder if there is any concept of fatigue.

If we had fought normally, it would have been obvious that the SP would have run out in no time and that we would be mutilated where we could no longer move.

Nevertheless, he can never be defeated without an attack.

The style of combat I chose in this fight had to settle into a terribly simple form.

i.e. a thorough counter.

Discern all movements and plug the minimum damage into the extremely small gap.

Don't cut the SP, don't hit the attack.

It is a constant means of hunting in character, bearing only that in mind.

"Aha."

Gin! and made a hard noise and played a spark scattering nail shot, while I couldn't contain the zero falling grin.

SP is enough thanks to a change of tactics. Consumption and recovery have properly surpassed recovery.

That was due to the coveted situation where the red wolf in front of him had to take the hit-and-away method of warfare.

Because of its quadrupedal nature, a wolf is not good at melee combat.

It is only by multiplying the "speed" that cannot be produced by bipedal walking with a murder weapon called a fang or nail that we can show full strength.

That's why Red Wolf Aria can't take the worst option for me right now: stopping and melee.

The option of continuing to sharpen my SP with a series of attacks so constant that I have to keep going.

The means that Red Wolf Aria can take in melee combat are cleavage, bite, tackle and tail tweezers on the forefoot. It is only to this extent at best.

One of the reasons I continue to be attacked by this far stronger man was for such a simple reason.

If it is said, though, that it disparages Aria the Red Wolf to a cheap enemy, that is no.

For example, a progression with sufficient acceleration only possesses immediate-death power, and a halt that ignores inertia from the highest speed, a continuous progression from which it is rolled out, or a take-off by the tail, is a major threat.

This SP will be greatly reduced and you will not be immune to instant death if you lack concentration, although there is no such thing as overburdening or using it over and over again.

"Grrr!"

Two series of bites with a sudden stop in front of one step by making it look like a rampage.

"Ab...... then!

The first shot goes against the body and the second one goes under the procedure of bending the knee and sinking in.

The jaw floated with an impossible bite was kicked up with a casual summer salt forced up the golden bar on the shaft.

Reconstitute yourself as you hear the sound of your fangs meshing with your guts making painful noises.

Bounced back with a gold bar that replaced the cleavage of the red wolf recovering from the shock that kicked up his jaw.

"It's fun......"

The tactic of war I have shown, Counter, has the biggest drawback that it will not be established unless the opponent comes on board.

Of course, it's not like I can't go on offense, but like I said, I can't fill the gap between the isolated stamina between me and the Red Wolf Aria.

More than 10% at best on the offense that consumed the majority of the SP at the time of the first look, and 30% at most on the attacker from this one would die trying.

If the Red Wolf took the option not to attack me and wait, it's not hard to imagine being a thousand hands.

But that's not a fight. That's why she (Aria) gave me a ride.

Not the ravages caused by the margins of the strong.

Just to have a reciprocal fight.

"Go on, let's do it!

Take the momentum-wielding nails in a spirited blow and lose consciousness even deeper.

Accelerated thoughts don't precipitate, they clearly capture a world without color.

"Ah, haha!

The attack seems to be a sharp death.

An unintentionally leaking emotion of joy dominates my brain.

But keep your mind calm. Don't get me wrong.

Pushing the desire behind my chest to violent rampage around, I turn only to take it.

Fun, fun, fun. This fight, but it's not that far from over.

Red wolves with less than half the remaining HP and yellow stained HP bars took a great distance.

The red wolf's eyes stained red with blur and shaking her body.

Giraffed eyes captured me, and the Red Wolf stepped out.

"Huh!"

A golden rod that felt chills and bounced reflexively shifts the red wolf's nails that reached me far earlier than expected.

Even if the power has not increased, the power has also increased for the speed.

I shuddered my back with Zokri, making sure the nails that didn't pass through ripped my cheeks and nearly 10% of my HP blew up.

"It's the highest, Aria!

"Grrrrrrrr!"

The golden bars, unwittingly wielded while still in tension, are bounced off the tail of a flipped red wolf.

Thoughtfully wave down the bounced gold bars to the red wolf, who stuck it like a bullet at the same time as landing.

Gosh! and the swing that made a terrible noise and hit me directly sharpened the strength of the Red Wolf tremendously, causing a tremendous paralysis in my arm with the reaction.

"Whoa... whoa!?

Crouch unnecessarily the bite aimed at my neck, bored by paralysis.

"You don't have time to be frightened!

Bloodstained eyes are staring at me.

The battle between the two of us was about to welcome the good.