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

I thought the survey team at the abandoned site was using the road.

I was walking in the woods, taking care not to lose sight of that path.

Along the way, the road was shown in two.

I don't see any signs indicating where the road is going.

Well, what's the matter?

I tried to speak to my partner Pigimaru.

It was then.

Signs.

Since the disposal of the ruins, I have become nasty and sensitive to the signs.

Has the nerve been sharply sharpened after the experience of the ruins?

Gassa.

"Hmm? What is this guy? You're not, are you?

It was humans who showed up.

Four.

All of them, man.

What a fantastic outfit.

Though on the far side of the category from a small, beautiful fantasy.

All four of them were armed.

Rebel the earlier words in your brain.

'Hmm? What is this guy? You're not, are you?

Looking for someone to see from the reaction and the words?

I'm sure it's not me...

The air released from the four is disturbing itself.

At least, it doesn't look like a smiling tracking play like Lost and Found.

A tough man with a scratch on his face looked at me.

It was the eyes that looked at the garbage.

"You're a dirty little kid. It's an uncomfortable nari to put it in sight."

One of my buddies asks the wounded man.

"What are we gonna do, Zalash?

"Throw it away. It's just a hundred miscellaneous fish with no fun whatsoever. At best it would be something like a rushing mercenary style. I don't know why you're here. I'm not even interested."

The man with the wound was giving the summariser an atmosphere.

That man would be the leader.

There is something that goes along with Kirihara.

Another guy with a sharky face made me crawl my gaze.

"The robe you're wearing is old, but the quality looks good. It's a little dirty, but it's no different."

The next thing I know, the man with the sword turns into a naked attitude and untangles himself.

"Why don't you just leave the golden-eyed mon alone for now? This time I'm not trying to strip naked and imitate a Shomben dog, are I? We're in a hurry."

"No - this one, I'll kill him"

A skinny man came forward.

The first guy to say, "No, you're not."

He has a crooked knife at hand.

A wounded man called out to him.

"Are you going out of your way to kill these miscellaneous fish bugs? A waste of time."

A man with a crooked knife strokes the blade with his finger belly.

With a merciful look.

"I realize I haven't tried this new slice yet in a living human... so I'll try it with this garbage meat. It's rubbish anyway. Instead, we killed him and he looked forward to it."

"Hmm... if you want to do it, just get it done, Magatsu. We have a different purpose today. Well, I guess it's about time you ran out of my health. This job is coming to an end."

"Kuck, if you're a man, you don't need time for" fun, "so you can hurry up, okay? It's probably not funny to kill him. Hey, when we catch that Onna and the money comes in, let's go to Abrom's whorehouse with that money."

"Oh no. I'm tired of being a hand-worked onna... a fancy whore. You know, the nearest city, you look like a nice little girl, and you take her around for about six months, and you bust her with pleasure."

"Six months!? Damn it! If I had to break it, it wouldn't have been six months for any woman!

"Ugh. It's worse to break. I really wish I could have gotten my hands on that Onna... there's not even that much of a breaking Onna sooner"

"I can't stop being a human male because I've seen that female! Do you want to replace me in a local city?"

A wounded man looks in the direction of his left hand.

"But we also have to weigh ourselves in on this prey... because our client is our client."

"Mana."

"So..."

The man with the song knife who made the declaration to kill takes a step towards me.

"Back off in fright... where are you going?

I was taking a jizzy distance from the men.

Please don't do this - but I just say, stick my hand forward.

"Please... mi, miss me... here... it doesn't make sense... I don't want to die, duh"

A man's face is stained with sadism.

"Well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, I'll just try you out, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well.

The man with the song knife takes the stand.

Missy.

The man's muscles become supple.

A curved knife is swung up diagonally.

"So just, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

After ensuring a safe distance (margin),

"To feed this Magatsu..."

Within the range (...) of the shot (...) (...).

"[Pa (...) La (...) La (...) a (...) z (...)]"

"- Geez... eh, of...!? Ooh... huh?

"Hmm? Huh... Huh!? What, ooh...?

"What? My body, my body..."

"Move, dude... Yikes...?

Paralysis, success.

Looks like all four of them are paralyzed.

They all looked scumbag but had an atmosphere of confidence in their arms.

So while retaining the range, I took the distance to the critical.

Well, the intimidation was extraordinarily inferior to the monster of the ruins.

"Okay."

So,

"Successful state abnormal skills even against humans, and…"

It's not just demons.

Effects on humans, too. Ant.

Don't you think it would be nice to see that the success rate doesn't change?

"After all, is that fucking goddess the only one who's special...?

"Horses, deer... na -"

"Hmm?"

Leadership says something.

"Ji... shape, state... abnormal, of... demon... jiu, tsu... so...? But... so, what, what... nothing, so?

Hmm.

Can you talk like this even in a state of paralysis?

The demonic sounds made it difficult to ascertain the degree of paralysis......

"And even if... four, people... at the same time... kah, ru... duh, duh... yes, uh... duh"

According to the Goddess Talk, was it uselessly equal to the procedure of the abnormal system of condition in this world?

Lift the end of the mouth.

"Hey, it looks like mine's a hassle, huh?

"Hey...?

"That's fine... you tried to kill me and nobody tried to stop it. That's why I decided to be the target."

Four people's air changes.

You don't seem to understand what I'm talking about.

"[Poison]"

pokopoko,

Poiva ~......

"Ahhh...!? What, gi... eh... eh!?

"Kuru, Guru, Ji... No..."

"Oh, hey... hey... huh?

"What... wow, duh!? Gu, uh..."

Four people turned poisonous start to suffer and get bored.

"Pigi!"

The piggy circle rang.

The protrusion comes out null from the side of the neck.

"Pigimaru? You... are you mad at me?

"Pi!"

Pigimaru seems to have had a strong discomfort with those four.

Is your sensibility similar to mine?

"Ma - I wouldn't be heartbroken if these guys died. Rather, I even feel refreshed"

With intent to kill.

Maliciously.

We're just talking about the rules being applied.

I felt something black on these guys.

For example, something that passes to Kirihara or Oyamada.

"In short, I am (...) or (...) ru (...) kake (...)"

Watch the Hiragana.

I see.

Don't worry about hesitation on the ground.

"Even if they're human, they can do it"

I waited for the death of four people.

A miserable figure dying in agony.

Because of the paralysis, I can't even stand back.

At the end of the day, I have sought salvation.

but I don't think these guys have listened to the demands of those who have sought salvation.

In the end, I don't think so.

You can't possibly think.

Wishes, ignored.

"Gi, no, no - heh,..."

After a while, the last one did his best.

The level didn't go up by one.

How inexperienced was it?

Or,

"If you're human, you can't get experience - it's not that unlikely, is it...?

Start luggage fishing for the men as you devise.

Does the garment not fit the size subtly?

I don't care if someone I know notices the characteristics of these clothes somewhere.

If that happens, it's going to be a hassle.

The same applies to armaments.

If you get a bad foot, it can be a source of trouble later.

So I put only a sachet containing gold, silver and copper coins in the leather bag.

People's personalities are hard to live in gold.

It would be a safe substitute in that sense.

When I finished the search quickly, I got up.

"-Pi, y"

A strange piggy circle chirping.

"Hmm? Well, you feel it, too? Oh, I know -"

Some hands made poison a non-lethal setting to kill jitters.

but it has been billowing since earlier.

Find (...) constant (...) and (...) is (...) prestige (...) pressure (...) feeling (...).

Mixed wars and intentions to kill.

"There's another one nearby, someone"