I Became the Strongest With The Failure Frame【Abnormal State Skill】As I Devastated Everything

Zombies paralyzed with multiple subject designations along with soul eating.

Zombies are also stopped moving.

I was deliberately cornered on the wall to ensure an angle.

"Make it look like you're being hunted down -"

If it's the wall on your back, you can gather the object ”forward”.

"On the contrary, you were the ones who were cornered."

Stick out your left and right arms.

"[Poison]"

Specify multiple targets for zombies.

Poison.

The condition of the zombies who have become poisonous changes.

It still seems to work for the ”dead” as well as the rotten dragon.

"The zombies had a clear intention to kill. Even if it was a demon created by a zombie using information from the soul of an abandoner... there's no way you'd shy away."

Maliciously.

With intent to kill.

Crush.

Walk stitched between stopped zombies.

Is it because of the damage?

One leg of several zombies melted in drools.

Zombies kneel.

Like kneeling to a king.

Stand behind a poisonous zombie and in front of a soul eater.

"My status is probably the weakest in this ruin. But the weakest wasn't so bad."

Soul eaters stare at me with a toothpick look.

The tentacles were slightly oscillationally cramped.

I can't move.

I can't seem to get the example beam out either.

"I'm glad you're the weakest - because you can get a nut job. That's why I survived."

I (...) am (...).

Some did not survive.

The skeletons of the discarders who came out.

A skeleton that had been turned into a plaything tool by demons.

Four skeletons that have reached this point.

Dark brave.

It may be difficult to refer to them as ”companions”.

I don't even know who they are.

Instead, they think I'm one of them.

Human beings abandoned by fucking goddesses.

I guess that's why he was a ”decent” person.

Decent, therefore, discarded.

But I don't think of myself as ”decent."

The purpose is to avenge the goddess Visis.

Abandoned brave man possessed of revenge.

It is not an ambition to be praised by people.

I'm not even a fine person.

It can be tricky, such as being companion to them.

But I was really upset right now.

Think of the carelessness of the discarders.

When I think of the humiliation of the discarders.

Thinking of the despair of the discarders.

"I'm so angry, I can't help it..."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Binding my soul to this guy all the time.

How much have they suffered?

Even though being discarded and dying in a place like this is enough suffering.

It must have been hard just to get hit and killed by demons.

Yet even after death, keep your soul locked up.

Disposers who continued to suffer.

Only then did I want to give.

Mind your own business.

Humiliate me.

Despair.

For soul eating.

"[Poison]"

The soul-eating face is discolored to purple.

Its body starts blowing bubbles.

Pois Pois,

Poiva......

Poison is also a success.

[Skill level increased]

[LV2 LV3]

I stare straight back at the soul-eater who tries to shoot me with the gaze of extinction.

Slowly approach to the eye and tip of the nose on the face of the soul eater.

The hatred and anger that had accumulated within me was no longer going to erupt.

So I decided to do everything I could.

Open your eyes in a cup and look at soul eating (...) below (...) su (...).

"Wasteers who insulted me for being a fucking miscellaneous fish served me just one outfit -"

Lift the end of the mouth to the limit.

"Turn around, fall into distress..."

Funny laugh.

"Dear (...) Un (...) Bu (...) and (...) None (...) (...) Best (...) Period (...) Ji (...)? Nah (...) ah (...), soul (...) eating (...) y (...)?

Open your mouth and tongue out.

"Huh!? Tu, uh-oh, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi, gi... To, Yi, Gihi, Yi, Yi, Yi, Yi, Yi, Yi, Yi, Yi, Yi, Yi!

Apparently anger has reached its pinnacle.

The way you're forgetting me with the utmost ferocity.

Is this guy solving humanities?

Or would it feel like the will is somehow conveyed?

The soul-eating body begins a spasmodic vibration.

Bush, bush!

Buscha!

Bushuuuuu!

Blue liquid began to erupt from the soul-eating body.

Different colors than previous red liquids.

Maybe that blue blood equals blood.

The blood fountain is scattered with very blue liquid.

Come on, I'm refreshed, I'm down to a blue, bloodless position.

Commence observation.

"Hmm."

A phenomenon happening in front of us.

Make a hypothesis.

"When you try to force yourself to move in a state of paralysis... oh and maybe there will be additional damage to your body..."

Perhaps a soul eater with a ridiculous basic talent level is why it can be a field experiment (like death).

"Good sample."

Thanks to this, we won't have to wait long for death from poison alone.

Will there be a turn for the [Sleep] I was preparing?

Well, you make me die prematurely. I've never been over it.

It also saves time.

I'd be grateful if you'd rush me to death.

The soul eater's willingness to kill and exasperation will not stop.

I guess I've been stirring up the discarders ever since.

But maybe I never turned to the side where I was stirred up.

You are the strongest in abandoned ruins.

I guess that's what I've always believed.

EXCLUSIVE - Maybe I could beat soul-eating because the discarders of the past couldn't fathom this guy.

So I got a knife.

The result will be the form in which the discarders of the past were laying the fabric for me.

picky,

Biki,

Pisces.

A crack runs on the stone face.

The stone on the surface peeled off about half.

The meat behind the stone peeks.

Black, red and pink fleshy skin.

The meat is painted on blue blood.

I also got a crack running on my teeth.

I have a feeling the collapse is near.

"G, gi, yi, yi, yi, yi... Huh!

Still, the anger of soul-eating does not subside.

Maybe I can't contain my emotions with reason.

What I feel is - intent to kill, intent to kill, intent to kill.

…………

Waiting for death, the yellow gauge nearly disappeared.

"Enough."

The word he uttered was not directed toward soul-eating.

It's

"Go to sleep."

I was captive to my soul, to the disposers.

"[Sleep]"