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

Step into the room.

There are no signs of demons.

Pigimaru is - not responding.

So far, though.

Travel to the front of the altar.

Look up at the stone statue on the wall.

I had a feeling.

"Maybe it works. This"

I would expect a human being who touched the story of modern Japan there.

A trick that moves when you have the treasure in your hand.

It's a common gimmick for RPGs.

This stone statue is absolutely suspicious.

…………

Let's get ahead of ourselves.

Point your arms at the stone statue.

"[Paralysis]"

Suddenly - from the top of the stone statue to around the clavicle discolored.

"Pi? Pi!

Pigimaru reacts.

Life dwells on the urchin skin.

Immediately after, signs of demons occur along with the intent to kill the stripper.

"-Giiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii,

but the hour is already late.

"Wow gee!?

Demons are paralyzed.

Is it the effect of paralysis?

The discoloration has stopped on the way.

Then, poison it.

pokopoko,

Pokovo......

"Gyo, Shé, eh... ugh!?

The top turns poisonous from the neck of a giant dragonman.

"Gi, gi, je... ugh!

The discoloration remains stopped on the way.

Only the top of the neck is about to come back.

He seems desperate to release something from his mouth...

If you move forcibly in paralysis, you approach death.

Bushaaaa!

Bushhh!

Dragon man spraying blood out of his ears and mouth.

It's a phenomenon that happens when you try to move with strength.

"Oh, gee,..."

Butchi!

From the clavicle, the top was cut a thousand times.

The head with its tongue protruding rolls to the floor.

Boro......

Ragged, ragged!

Then the remaining stone statue collapsed.

Rosy stones of size scatter across the floor.

Was it like a gargoyle statue of a so-called treasure keeper?

Demon-based trap with stone statues moving when conditions are in place.

"Speaking of dressed as a stone statue, it's soul-eating, but I'm glad it doesn't look like that automatic interception system..."

I was a real pain in the ass.

Without the taste of weak figs in soul eating, I still don't think I would have won.

"So, this guy..."

Take the dragon's eye cup.

"The” eyeball product ”of this event?"

Silver cup.

The silver colour appears purple depending on the angle.

Does the gold gem mimic the eyes of a dragon?

The stem part of the dragon's forefoot.

Designed to hold the bowl part of the cup from the bottom to the front leg.

Wipe slightly dirty surfaces with sleeves.

The lustrous surface reflected the light of Shining Stone.

You're beautiful.

The size you can take home.

What's the matter?

"Hmm?"

"Pi!"

Signs behind you.

Turning around, he moves to hide himself in the shadow of the altar.

Concurrent with the evacuation action - the arm, sticking out.

but state abnormal skills are not activated.

"... is that you"

A familiar face stood at the door.

Haven't you had a chance to find out about the ”anomaly” that started to get rumored?

Or did you see it as a good opportunity, just like me, to continue the offense?

Someone who came into the room admitted to me.

The other alert faded, I see.

"Was it you"

It was Mist Barucas.

▽

Mist wore only forehead and outfits besides clothes.

I don't see any armor.

Did you leave it?

There is light accumulating in part of the forehead.

A drooling light like mercury.

Is that a replacement for the light?

The light on the mist's forehead weakens.

Now that skinny of hers was illuminated by the light of underground luminous stones.

I don't know.

It seemed disproportionate to this monstrous underground ruin.

The Royal Palace seems to look better in a dress.

Mist lays down her eyelashes carelessly.

She grabbed her left arm cuddly with her right hand.

It's like suppressing emotions.

The expression is dark.

"Other mercenaries are turning back, so I thought I'd be the first"

The anomaly seemed to have been detected.

but have you chosen to continue the offensive in a risk-ready manner?

Mist's eyebrows become eight letters.

A smile just in shape.

Her voice sounded unreliable.

What resides is a faint scolding.

"Still I, too, seemed to have a sweet outlook. You seem to have slowed down your attack by taking a break after a bit of a trick on the demon herd."

Is that inner emotion, self-restraint?

He seemed to blame himself for his lack of strength.

Hmm.

"Should I give you this cup if you need it?

"Huh?"

Mist looks up.

A flashing face.

"Now, what...?

"If you want, I'll do it."

"Yes - the consideration, what?

"Consideration?"

"When it comes to the consideration of 300 gold coins, the... what I can offer now-"

Mist that does the gaze to the lower body without force.

Put your hands gently on the lower back sword pattern.

"This sword, maybe... but it won't be worth 300 gold coins on this sword. Lord Hattie, is there anything I can do for you?

Mist puts his hand on his chest.

As if, a knight taking an oath.

"If that's what I can do, go ahead, say what it is"