Re:Zero - Jobless Reincarnation: Succubus Sword God? I don't recognize it!

Chapter 400: The violent power, the long-lost Beishenliu
“So, Cole, tell me.

How many times can your healing ability support you to come back to life?"

Cole looked at Allen's open palm in front of him. The other party's fingers slowly stretched out and made a grabbing gesture. In just a moment, Cole remembered the sound of wind before the other party crushed his head in the bone prison.

The golden dragon pupil is almost the size of a needle tip.

She looked up in surprise.

Behind the gaps between his fingers was Alan's face, which showed no obvious emotion.

Even when he was bathed in the green light of the outside world, his dark pupils were still as deep as in the bone prison, and his white hair kept swaying in front of his eyes.

She couldn't help but think of the white hair of 'God' whom she hadn't seen for a long, long time.

A chill ran from her tail to her forehead, and she swallowed hard.

"What are you going to do? Didn't we just agree that you would help me return to Arkham? What does my healing ability mean?"

Alan just looked at her quietly with a faint smile on his face.

Cole was anxious. "Ai! Allen, don't, don't do it. Artbus said that I had no room to resist. I think there might be some misunderstandings. These are clearly your guesses. There is no basis for them. You have to believe us. We did not lie."

At this point, Cole was speechless.

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down her forehead, and in the sea people's wild intuition, which was as sharp as that of the orcs, something invisible was steaming, dancing, and shaking its terrifying aura in front of her!
Killing intent! A strong killing intent burst out from the human man in front of him!

When I was on the boat, I was wearing the 'Poseidon's Coat' so I couldn't feel it clearly, but now after I took off the 'Poseidon's Coat'.

The senses are particularly strong!
Sharp! Dazzling!
Cole instantly remembered the oppressive feeling he felt when he swung the "Secret Sword of the Dead Ghost".

The violent emotional fluctuations were faithfully fed back to Cole's body through the brain. Every cell in the latter's body was screaming to stay away from Allen, but the situation of being in a "misunderstanding" at this time did not allow her to follow her body's instinct to withdraw.

Just then, Alan moved.

He just stretched out his hand slowly, and it seemed that he was going to touch Cole's face, but the other party's murderous intent, which had not diminished in the slightest, made Cole's face skin begin to twitch and sting involuntarily.

It was phantom pain coming from the nerves in my face.

The feeling of being torn into pieces by the fighting spirit that had torn him apart in that instant in the bone prison.

Immediately afterwards, even though there was no fighting spirit that came immediately as he raised his hand like last time, the phantom pain was followed by a sense of nothingness as his consciousness was annihilated by the headshot.

Cole's thoughts were somewhat distracted by the pull.

That is your body's instinctive fear of death.

At this moment, the fact that he was going to be killed by Alan again was so clear.

It was clear that Cole's body moved subconsciously!

Bang! Cole swung his tail! He had no intention of confronting Allen at all, and retreated five meters away.

But it was meaningless! Alan seemed to have anticipated his reaction. He followed him in one step, and his palm almost covered Cole's face!

"Ow!!!"

The latter screamed!
In the instant after the sound fell, dark diamond-shaped scales seemed to struggle out from the flesh and blood, and pierced out from the gaps in Korcan's golden dragon scales and fish tail.

Wow!

Thousands of scales fell onto the surface of the dragon's scales with a crisp sound, instantly wrapping Cole's entire tail.

The 'Poseidon's Coat' seemed to have life. It immediately moved up from the junction of her graceful and slender human skin and fish scales, climbing over mountains and ridges, and spread to the other's neck!
Extremely fast!

Ding, ding, ding! ! The sound of keys hitting glass continued to ring around Cole's neck. The diamond-shaped scales tried to move up to cover Cole's exposed face, completely completing the "armor".

However, it was completely blocked by the Dragon Saint Fighting Qi that emanated from the back of Allen's hand as he twisted Cole's neck.

Not an inch of progress.

Cole's throat was strangled and she could hardly breathe. Her pupils moved downward as she looked at her 'Poseidon's Coat' which was only blocked by the back of her hand. Her face was still filled with horror when she heard Alan's voice coming into her ears along with the salty wind.

"Cole, see? This is the 'evidence' you want."

Cole's body froze, and he suddenly broke free from the fear of being killed. At this moment, he realized belatedly.

The murderous intent around him disappeared at some point.

Cole raised his eyes and saw Allen's face was close at hand.

It was an ambiguous distance, but Alan's voice was so cold that it made her feel uneasy.

"If my judgment is true, then Octopus, as your staunch supporter, would never allow you, Your Majesty, who has lost your greatest ability, to follow me, the bait, back to Arkham. Then the question is, why would he be so confident in letting you leave?"

Ding! Allen put his fingers on the black scales on Cole's ribs.

"The Poseidon's coat is still on you. This is the answer."

Cole tried to force the sound out of his throat.

"Ai Allen! Wait! We have no ill intentions! Listen to me. We just want to ask for help."

"Look, even at this point, he's still pushing it too far, just as I expected.

Do you know where your problem lies? Just now in the bone prison, you acted stupid, and because you were not smart, you looked very vivid.

The octopus plays the prisoner, and its desire to show that everything is under control in its mouth seems clumsy and self-righteous. "

The expression on Cole's face changed, his tail suddenly swelled, and he swung it towards Allen to force him back, seeking a safe space and a chance to speak.

The situation where she was interrupted by the other party every time she spoke set off alarm bells in her instincts. If this continued, it would probably deteriorate into the scene she least wanted to see.

——Artemus should have listened to me! But he was too stubborn! Now the situation was completely out of his control. No, that's not right. The situation was out of his control from the beginning!
boom! ! !
Before the fish tail could completely hit Allen, he was kicked to the ground by the other party.

Throw it over again!
Alan's waist leaned back as if it was broken, bending at an almost impossible angle, the afterimage of the fish tail brushed past his body, and the ends of his hair almost swept across the surging dark green waves. Then, bang! ! The fish tail wrapped in the Poseidon's coat was once again slammed to the ground by Alan's foot! The escaping fighting spirit blasted the surrounding sea surface into layers of waves!
Cole glanced at the fish tail wrapped in the "Poseidon's coat" beside her, her expression completely out of control. Just now, she thought that she could rely on the fact that the other party's female companion had not been found yet and the other party would not kill her, and rely on the tail that had already completed the "armor" to entangle with the other party and get a possibility of explanation.

But the reality that followed made her feel that things had completely gone out of her control at this point!
The Poseidon's coat that can deflect any magic should only be limited by the opponent's physical limitations. How could it be easily stepped on twice by the opponent?
Just relying on the brute force of your body?
Impossible, there is obviously fighting spirit on his feet.
"Air. I'm stepping on air. There's a layer of wind pressure between your fish tail and my feet."

Alan pointed at his brain with his free finger.

"The Sky-Splitting Slash of the Water God Style is useless, and the Light Sword of the Sword God Style is useless, but it doesn't matter. When there is a crisis, we just have to overcome it. Dealing with it on the battlefield is the core of the Qiba School.

For me, who already possesses the thinking ability of the Water God Style, it doesn't take long to analyze the "flaws" in your ability and come up with a way to deal with it. In fact, I had already made a conclusion on the boat.

But unfortunately, at that time I had to take care of the boat and the people on it, and the weak deck was not enough to provide a strong enough recoil force to completely squeeze out my Dragon Saint Qi, which did not rely on Qi to hurt people, but relied on a layer of "medium" to win.

But it’s different now, Cole.”

Alan tapped the Leviathan bone ground that had just been cleared by the wind pressure with his toes.

"Now, you have created a situation where you are without companions, and the hard ground from Leviathan also provides a perfect battlefield, so I will naturally not be polite. Oh, you see, your soldiers have also noticed it, and they are swimming over here at a pretty good speed."

Cole turned his eyes sharply and looked into the distance.

——At this moment of the confrontation, their bodies had already escaped from the cover of the bone thorns.

In the distance, the soldiers outside R'lyeh between the huge white bone peaks were floating on the water and swimming quickly towards them. At a glance, hundreds of densely packed Sea Fish soldiers were rushing over like horses on water.

Cole realized something was wrong instantly and tried to squeeze out words to communicate with Allen.

at this time!

Her eyes swam around quickly and involuntarily!
Soldiers like a tide, the dark and surging sea, and the ground of bones under the feet of the two men.

Then, turning around, she saw Alan's shoulder.

There was a sound that was circling and drilling into her ears amidst the sudden dizziness.

"Northern God Style, throwing technique. Cole, fly."

The next moment, a visible hole appeared in the air around Allen and Cole, and mud flew everywhere!
Cole was swung in a circle by Allen, and was thrown directly from their position towards the direction of the Sea Fish Clan soldiers with the Northern God Flow throwing technique that was wrapped in the Dragon Saint's fighting spirit!
The huge kinetic energy cut a crack in the sticky mud. Cole, in the "armored" state, was like a pitch-black blade, constantly splashing violently on the muddy sea surface, piercing through the "army formation" of soldiers rolling in from the sea, and plowing out a path in the bloody rain.

After breaking the formation, Alan used the bone spur hill to gain momentum and leaped over and slammed into her!
He grabbed Cole's hair as if it were a surfboard and rushed towards Layele with a whoosh.

A distance of one kilometer passes in ten seconds!

Boom! ! !
Cole crashed headfirst into the bone building of R'lyeh, and the flesh and blood of his fellow humans exploded everywhere before he stopped.

The huge gash on Cole's face, which was treated as a very hard black surfboard, healed quickly, blood splattered everywhere, and he "came back to life" again, but he was so dizzy that he didn't even have a chance to kill his sad companion. He saw a figure jumping off him.

He grabbed her hair and stepped onto the bony 'pier' of Yelai Town.

"Ever since I learned the Sword God Style, I feel like I haven't used the Northern God Style for a long time. The practical school's avalanche drop and the Qiba school's throwing skills, combined with the Dragon Saint's fighting spirit, although the single-point destructive power is not strong, the affected area is large enough."

He glanced at the dozens of sea soldiers behind him who were struggling in the muddy sea with broken arms and tails.

"It's just powerful enough."

Turning around, he saw new soldiers approaching him aggressively. Although they were not human, they were much more orderly than the Beishenliu bounty dealers or bandits that Alan had encountered before, most of whom worked alone.

In just a short period of time, they gathered into a crude military formation similar to a cone formation.

The heads are those of the "heavy cavalry" with round heads of five meters in diameter, and the six-legged sea beasts covered with shells serve as the wings.

"Boom!"

Crushing towards him in the reflection of Allen's eyes.

The latter raised his eyebrows and dragged Cole forward step by step, his steps following the fishy wind and moving faster and faster.

He ran!
The sharp fighting spirit around him almost cut the air apart!

"It's perfect for digging the formation right now!"

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The light and shadow of the past flow, and the sounds are left behind.

Alan was holding the half-dead Cole and standing on the edge of the serrated door of the bone prison. The ground beneath his feet was covered with an octopus corpse that had been blown into a pool of meat paste by his avalanche.

Amidst the shattered meat, the gleaming Poseidon Pearl had lost its luster like an octopus's eyeballs scattered on the ground.

Alan turned his head and looked at the eight familiar faces of the remaining sea fish tribe beside the warden's corpse.

"Come?"

The prisoners just stared at the blood of their own people all over Allen's body without moving.

Cole groaned as he held a pile of mud in his hand, "Don't go, don't move or you will be killed."

Alan curled his lips, lowered his head and turned her over, pulling out the translator from the black scales that could barely hold onto her body.

The one-eyed little octopus that Cole had protected all the way with the "Poseidon Coat" was held in front of Allen, but he did not translate Cole's words for a long time. He just stared at Allen with his bloodshot one eye.

It was as if he wanted to see through why this human monkey in front of him dared to kill him all the way!

Alan laughed.

"Octopus, the Sea God Pearl is indeed in your body. I asked you to watch it all the way, and you really watched it obediently all the way. You have good patience. What's the matter? Do you have anything to say?"

The little octopus' eyes rolled around and looked at Alan's face. Although the fear in his pupils was obvious, he still looked very unyielding.

Ever since entering R'lyeh, he has been waiting for Alan to communicate with him, but he just ignored him and killed people all the way!
Kill all the way!!

"Your companions, those female humans, they are still in my hands!!"

(End of this chapter)