Desire

“Continue!”

The thunderstorm echoes endlessly. Dealers are closing in on the shout. Swords, drawings, axes, spears... There are all kinds of weapons like whips and clubs. The users who held it rushed in screaming. The recovered tankers charge back towards Valkun. - Kuang! A full-body physical attack, Valkun, is not that big of a monster. Thanks to this, few tankers actually collide with the Valkun. Instead, the rest are fortified and ready to make a leap for Valkun, just in case.

Kwa-ka-ka-ka-kak! You come back from behind the tanker or attack by the leapfrog dealers on Balkun. The swinging arms slash the valcoon and the outstretched fist slaps the valcoon. One man attacks and falls back, and the other fills in the gap. This is how many users deal with monsters that are a little over 3 meters long.

[Cough!]

Valkun howls loudly as he continues to be attacked. With the exception of the first clash, Valkun's position has changed. He raises his arms wide and tears the darkness with his sharp fingernails. Kuaaak! The armor of the tankers holding him under Balkun's feet is torn like a bell.

“Grrrgh!”

A jumbled scream became Abigail. Six tankers died in an instant. But there were still a lot of tankers. The vacant tankers hold the valcoon, and the melee dealers turn around and attack the valcoon. There's a ranged dealer attack in every pass. Valkun frowns and retreats.

[Delighted, slaughtering sheep is fun!]

Kuaaak! Valkun wields his fingernails again. Dealers who just flew up and stormed the Valkun became strong. As Valkun makes his move, Hiller's existence is meaningless. You'll die in a single blow. What do you need Hill for? But that's not all Hiller's role is.

Whoa! A bunch of light bursts through the users. Several times and several times, the burst of light infiltrated all users. Buff Magic! Lightweight and fast, sharp and heavy attacks. The user who received the buff changed the body tone. Kwagga angle! The melee dealer's rotation accelerates and the tankers' defenses are fortified.

Valkun frowns and starts to retreat. The player's attack left him with no significant injuries, but it was clear that he was somewhat decomposed. Then Valkun felt like bending his knee, and immediately flew into the air. Kuaang! The place where the leaping Valkun falls is at the end of the herd, where Hiller is.

“Hang on!"

However, that was also expected by the storm. Tankers left behind by the rear are fortified. Watching it, Valkun roars loudly and waves his hand. Boom, boom! The tankers flit and stagger with a swift swing. The hillers panicked and put on a spell.

[Kuang!]

Crying swallowed him up. Kwazic! Before the lead tankers and dealers arrived, the tankers protecting Hiller were wiped out. The thunderstorm pulls out its sword and rushes toward Valkun. Ranged dealers continue to fire attacks to stop Valkun. Valkun raises his feet high and rolls the ground, pulling all of those attacks into his body. Knng! The ground shakes with a thunderous sound. The rushing dealers stagger and the attack by the ranged dealers is momentarily cut off.

Valkun didn't miss it. He swung his fingernails and slashed the defenseless hiller in an instant. Torn flesh is lying on the ground, and blood is spilled. Valkun roars with blood soaking in his fur. The stench of bitter blood drove him mad, and the crunchiness of his stomped innards exploded into madness. Valkun does not stop. He howled and swung his arms and swung his neck to open his jaw to bite.

“Gaaaah!”

It did not take long for Hiller to perish without a shield and without means to protect his body. The thunderstorm whips its teeth and swings its sword at Valkun. Although he had yet to reach the Plum Sword, the essence of the Volcano Sword, the Decimal Sword spread splendidly through his swinging sword.

“Furious!”

The wind howls and swings its sword. Twist your whole body and raise your swinging sword, then slash it down. And stab, Kaga Gaga! A splendid swing of sword collides with Valkun. But I couldn't hurt him. The thunderstorm chews its lips and pulls back, avoiding Valkun's swinging hand.

"There are still many tankers...! ’

If you give the potion a potion while rotating it, it can last. I didn't want to think about it like this, but I had to be prepared. Tankers rush to Valkun with the thunderstorm's hands. They hurl themselves back into the valcoon, arms outstretched, and hug the legs of the valcoon.

“You can't give up yet! Attack!”

I don't know how I could have come all this way to give up. Everyone used evil to attack the thunderstorm. Valkun swings his arms to stop the attack and counterattack. However, he was exposed to several attacks, and no matter how strong he was, it was difficult to block ten hands with one hand. Heave-ho! For the first time, Valkun's hide is slashed and blood is spilled.

“Got it!”

The user who wields the sword in the air shouts. But he was instantly torn to death by Balkun's wielding fingernails. However, even though he was dead, it must have hurt Valkun.

[Screaming]]

Valkun shouts. It was clear that he had driven somewhat. We got him! The thunderstorm smiles joyfully, but the smile immediately distorts. It's because they ignored the tank dangling by the Valkun and took another leap. Kuaang! Several players have been crushed and fired at the foot of Balkun, who has fallen into the center of the pack. The thunderstorm roared as it rolled around the earth.

“Spread out!"

“Ahhhh!”

Dealers withdraw from the Valkun in that cry. But Valkun didn't miss it. He cries out, wielding his fingernails over everything he stands between. But the dealers weren't just attacked. Some dared to confront Valkun. Phew! An arrow fired from someone pierces Valkun's right eye. Valkun howls loudly, snapping an arrow straight into his eye.

Paaaak! But that roar does not end the attack. A large wielding axe pierces Valkun's heel. A deep axe twists the Valkun momentarily. Heave-ho! The swinging sword slashes Valkun's mist. Gekko Valkun falls forward.

“Keep going! ”

Wear Wolf has a powerful regenerative power. But fortunately, today is the new moon. Werewolf's regenerative power peaks in the full moon, but weakens at the end of the new moon. It was a good night without the moon... but the thunderstorm narrowed its eyes. I didn't rush to catch Raid without thinking. He planned a raid, focusing on the features of the Ware Wolf that emerged in the Magic Age, a single game before First.

“Cut off your legs! ”

Someone shouted. Phew, phew! An elongated axe severs the leg in front of you. Valkun howls and swings his arms as he lies down. Unexpectedly, the players rush to their death.

[Grunting!]

The bloodshed of Valkun howls. The cry mixed with the cry of another wolf. Kewk! Gold wolves rush out of the forest. The thunderstorm cried out in panic.

“Stop him!"

I never thought I'd get another wolf! The squall turns half of the 14 surviving tankers against the golden wolf and ties Valkun to the rest. Then he had 18 of the 28 dealers catch the golden wolf. Now, it's time to move. I'm starting to see a win. The storm drives his party and storms over the Valkun.

Was it a valid burning of the severed leg? Valkun hasn't fully regenerated his legs yet. Opportunity. The squall swings its sword at the fallen Valkun. Whenever he swings his sword, blood spills from his body. Valkun wiggles his fingernails, screaming an unknown sound, but the thunderstorm doesn't let up. He attacks him vigorously, avoiding Valkun's attacks.

I got it! ’

The attack is much slower than the first time. It's not that hard to avoid. Although the werewolf regenerates well, today is the New Moon's Eve. Cut his throat and I'll kill him! It became convinced by the sight of the balcony that protects the throat.

‘We almost got rid of the golden wolf. ’

In the process, five tankers are dead and nine dealers are dead, but it doesn't matter. There is still a Hand that can be used. All that's left now is nine tankers and 13 dealers, including himself. Three of his party members are still alive, even though Hiller is dead.

[Kuang!]

Kuang! Valkun chops the ground with his high hand. The ground shakes violently and the rushing dealers stagger. Valkun, who soared high with his reaction, twisted himself from the air and landed on his three feet. Although he stumbled, Valkun was still fast. Qasim! The racer, Valkun, chews through the lead tank. Then he went on to swing his foot and slaughter two more dealers. The attack continues to attack the raging Balkun. Six surviving ranged dealers continue their attack. Valcoon runs through an explosive flame. Two more blocking tankers have died.

But Valkun's resistance was over. The dealer came forward and cut off Valkun's other leg. Kwa-dang-tang! A Valkun with his legs cut off rolls the ground. The storm quickly examines the survivors. Six tankers, 11 dealers. That's enough.

[Grunting]

Waving both feet, Valkun grits his teeth. The storm did not hesitate. He casually raises his sword and approaches Valkun. All the battle footage was being recorded. Put this on First's bulletin board and he'll be a star. You will be the hero who succeeded in raising the first in this game.

- Kuaang! At that moment, a red bomb swept through the ground. A red attack fired from the interior of the forest blows away three dealers without a trace.

“What, what?! ”

The thunderstorm was frightened and cried out. He turns his head in the direction of the attack, and sees something rushing from inside the forest. Something--user? The thunderstorm shocked at the man covering his face with a black mask.

“Nu, who are you? ”

“Fuck you.”

Caão 'Ang, that's a terrible voice! Hold up a swinging sword to block it. You hear an unimaginable sound of flesh and metal colliding. The thunderstorm twitches as it feels the wrist twitching.

‘This bastard...?! ’

The storm recognized who he was. I don't know if it was just an attack, magic or superpower - but it was the first guy to post Valkun's video on the bulletin board! What's with this guy all of a sudden? The thunderstorm called out in a hurry.

“Dead!”

The tankers that were blocking Balkun's shout rush towards Azin in unison. Azin twists his lips and pushes the blood flow method to its extremities. The internal air, which rotates rapidly, prepares for an explosion. Cough! The massive inner air that rises from the catastrophe is strong, and it's in Azin's hands. Bang, bang! Your fist is strong, and your armor pierces through it.

What kind of aggression...! ’

The thunderstorm is frightened to see the azine clearing out the tanker in a single strike. The expressionless wizards and superpowers each attack Azin with their abilities. Azin opened the Hundred Horses Book while checking the trajectory. Azin runs, ignoring the tanker, avoiding the attack while creating a vision. Kuaang! The Dillers explode with their outstretched moves.

“Son of a bitch! ”

The storm seemed crazy. He finds out what Azin is up to. Fisherman! You drove Valkun to his death, but you tried to put a spoon on his dinner table! The thunderstorm checked its strength and internal air. Direct combat has been avoided and is still intact.

‘There are more people over here. Clean up quickly...! ’

I glance at the balcony. The werewolf hasn't regenerated his severed legs yet. Catching that son of a bitch fast shouldn't be too hard. Well, good. If these events mix up, this raid will attract more attention. The thunderstorm pushed him as far as it could.

“Idiot..! ”

At the sound of the thunderstorm, Ajin is dead. Salim! Asin reaches out to the stabbing sword. The moment I reach for the sword, I twist my wrist slightly to change its trajectory. Peek-a-boo! Your skin is sliced off as your clothes are cut. But that was all. The thunderstorm extends long between the arms of the black azin. Azin folds his arms and grabs the blade, grabbing the shoulder of the storm.

Package yourself as best you can. I twisted my pudgy lips - using everything I could use.

Phew! The back of the hand swings against the windstorm's neck. The thunderstorm staggers and pulls back. Several times, the familiar gesture was reproduced on Ajin. A loose fist full of strength. Puebuck! The strongman in the extended fist smashes into the thunderstorm. The storm staggers and pulls back, but Azin does not let go. He stepped back and continued to punch as he grabbed the tornado. You sink your chest and crush your shoulder. You sink the clown. The last fist pierces through the storm chest.

“Well done.”

As he foamed up his blood, his pain fades toward the thunderstorm that bowed his head.

“I'm glad you're so much better than I thought you'd be. I can eat well thanks to you. ”

That was the last I heard of the storm.

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In return for the Referral Coupon for Preliminary Comments, we will also be involved in the service scene. I'm off today, so I might be able to get more later.

Luke's party is a conflict for beta services, so it will be resolved in beta. Don't worry, it's not a big position as a rival, and I don't intend to drag you for long;

And thank you for writing an introduction on Moonnet. I've heard a few comments, but I've read some of Kuhatsu's Excels, recommended by Kuhatsu. However, in the Assault Journalist position, the character's last name of Ajin is a replica of the protagonist I used to use in the past;; if you feel like it, you can't help it..

And they say titles and introductions suck; well; I don't have a great sense of naming, so if you have a good title, recommend it in a comment. If it's a great title, I'll change it right away and join you in return.