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

Chapter 412 [Please give me some monthly votes Orz] Ingenious 'hostage' plan, the sword of light! Flashing!
Or, charge forward as a spearhead and crush the enemy's elite troops.

Or, just lead your companions, hide under our army formation, and fight the positional battle peacefully.

Choose!

If it is the former, you go ahead and charge! Your companions should stay in our army and wait for you to return when you have accomplished your mission.

What awaits you is the next round of 'hostage threat'.

If it's the latter.

Hehe, your time is precious, our time.
But there is plenty!
Alan just looked at the octopus quietly, but suddenly he laughed and loosened his grip on the octopus.

The octopus's fluid-like body returned to its original shape with a bang, but was thrown to the ground by Alan, splashing a layer of bone powder.

"Very good, Octopus."

As he spoke, Alan, braving the chaotic rain of arrows and maintaining the release of the sword world, leisurely walked to the scallop pot where everyone had just cooked fish, picked up a fish, and pulled off the hideous dragon wing on its back.

This fish has dragon bloodline. Its most obvious feature is the bony wings on its back. Like the wings of a lizard dragon, a main bone pierces the scales from the spine and extends out, supporting the wing patterns that spread out like a spider web. The bone spurs are also nested in layers like curtains.

Alan stretched out his thumb and gently stroked the spurs as if he was looking at some kind of pleasing work of art.

The smile on his face grew instead of diminishing.

He looked so relaxed, as if he was not under enemy attack, and the rain of arrows falling from the sky looked like falling snow.

Just continue to eat breakfast leisurely as usual.

The octopus was stunned by the fall. It bounced up from the ground with a thud and went into the pot with a snap!
Alan casually pushed the water into the pot, splashing all over the octopus.

"What? Some sashimi?"

The octopus didn't understand his strange words, nor did it want to understand them. It looked up at the rain of arrows and spoke hurriedly.

"Alan, choose? Why not?!"

The bone wings were squeezed by the fighting spirit in Allen's hands, changing their shape, and soon bent into an arc the size of a palm. He flicked the bone wings, as if he was very satisfied with the hardness, toughness, and ductility of the material.

"What to choose?"

When the octopus heard this, it stared at Alan with all three eyes, and its expression froze for a moment.

In its perception, Alan's strength was not the thing that frightened him the most. What frightened him the most was his brain.

——Alan's performance in Layelei clearly shows that he is a top-level "military advisor" among humans, a position similar to the one he gives himself in the sea fish tribe.

Therefore, as long as he showed his behavior, the other party would definitely be able to guess his intentions, there was no doubt about that. Even in Octopus's expectation, he would still be angry and continue to use powerful force to intimidate him, in order to try to break the situation.

So that the octopus can have a good laugh.

Although it was abused very badly last time, after fifteen days of recuperation, it was actually reminiscing about the moment of confrontation with Allen.

Review it from time to time and make new discoveries every time.

Be meticulous, calm, pry open information, make up for the information gap, and finally, use the information gap of your own abilities to respond to emergencies in a life-or-death manner, thus perfectly achieving your plan.

Excellent! Very excellent!
It really makes me want to frustrate him!

Licking blood on the tip of a knife? Be flexible in battle, show your strength to the enemy, and let the enemy become arrogant.

What human monkeys can do, I can't do?

This is why he has been avoiding Allen.

The purpose was to use Cole, who was not aware of the situation, as a bridge of communication, and use the other party's fearless and leisurely attitude to paralyze the other party's nerves. He even prepared meals that were suitable for the other party's taste and provided an environment that was leisurely enough for them to live in.

The purpose is to allow oneself to hide the information of enemy attack and deliver a knife to the opponent's face at the critical moment.

But, what's going on now? The octopus looked at Alan's weird attitude and was confused.

Could it be that.
Was it just a reckless act by Layele? Was it pure luck that he encountered the weak link in his plan and broke it? Or was it that he had no way out at all, so he could only hold on to his breath to intimidate?

In fact, the other party's brain is not smart, no different from other human monkeys?

The more the octopus thought about it, the more anxious it became, and the more it felt something was wrong. The feeling that its plan was completely ignored made it very uncomfortable, and the attitude of Alan, the imaginary enemy, made it feel that a tentacle hit the soft back of the female octopus.

You should be furious and want to kill me so that I can continue to persuade you!

Why is there such a reaction?

This is different than you imagined!

Even if you are not in a hurry, your companions should be!
It turned its head and looked around.

The rain of bone thorn arrows stopped, and a new round of volleys was being prepared in the distance.

Melna, the mentally retarded female human monkey, was blinking at Allen. She had pulled Lokixi under her chest without knowing when, and was helping her brush off the bone powder on her body.
Roxy, the ignorant and stupid old female demon who seemed to be mentally retarded, had a dazed expression on her face as she rested her head on Melna's two plump mammary organs. She looked as if she was curious about what Alan was doing, but was embarrassed to think about moving Melna's lamp away, but didn't know how to start.

then.

Cole jumped up and down on the boat anxiously, "Run! Get into our army formation! Hey!!"

No one translated for her, and Cole Bobobo looked anxious, like a silly fish.

octopus:.
At this moment, Clem rolled over to Alan with the iron bucket on his head and grabbed his trouser leg!
"Aiaiaiaiaiaiaiaiai, Lord Allen! There's an attack!!"

now it's right.

The octopus looked at Climb’s horrified expression, then revealed an expression that he still had the situation under control, and continued to look at Allen again.

The focus is stable, and for the octopus with multiple eyes, Alan, the imaginary enemy, has never been out of sight.

The latter had bent the two wings in his hands into a semicircular shape, with the bone spurs docked and nested together.

Because of the bending angle, the side facing the palm is very smooth, while the center of the hemispherical ball is filled with dense bone spurs.

He lifted up the hemispherical gadget and placed it in front of Climb, but instead of answering him, he asked.

"How about it?"

Clem stared at the exquisite bamboo cage with wide eyes, then glanced at Alan, his mouth twitching. "What's going on?"

"This cage."

"Exquisite. I didn't expect that fish fin could make this. But. Sir Allen, we seem to have been attacked."

Alan lifted up the bamboo cage, reached out and adjusted it twice, then took out the shark fin that Luo Qixi had just left over from the scallop shell pot, placed it on the hemispherical "bone cage" and gestured.

"I know. Didn't I just cut off all the rain of arrows? I see you are lying on the ground quite peacefully."

Clem: This

"Shh, it's almost done." Alan's eyes lit up and he reached out to break the new shark fin in his hand.

This scene really made the octopus anxious. It could no longer maintain the demeanor of a noble Artemis, and uttered human words from its jagged mouthparts.

"Alan, don't play dumb, have you made up your mind?"

"I have just answered you this question, so what is the decision?"

"Choice! Your choice! Don't you want to know how far it is from here to Arkham? I'll tell you! Seven 'Abyssal' days' journey! We have arrived at the abdominal area of ​​Lord Leviathan.

One is to be the spearhead and attack with us! Spend two "Abyssal Hours" to wipe out those annoying "Stab Car" troops in one fell swoop! This is the fastest way to return to Arkham!
Second, you should stay under the protection of our army and use a whole day of "Abyssal Day" to steadily advance the counterattack! This is the safest way to return to Arkham."

Alan nodded when he heard this and placed the bamboo cage in his hand on the edge of the scallop pot beside him.

"Oh, you said this, I'll choose one. In this way, I will be the spearhead, launch a charge, break up the enemy's army formation, and then defeat the enemy in one fell swoop?"

Loki showed a somewhat worried expression, while Melna touched her head, looked at the "bamboo cage" next to Allen, and smiled without saying a word.

That thing really looks like a miniature cage.

Bright colors bloomed in the octopus's eyes.

"No! Your fighting spirit and your magic power are consumables in the "Abyss Sea". We are sincere enough to cooperate with you, so you can lead all the "Iron Skeletons" to charge together, which can save your fighting spirit and magic power to the greatest extent."

Alan hummed.

"You are a close ally, but what about my companions?" "You don't trust us, so we will charge forward with you."

"It's too dangerous. No."

Octopus was silent for a moment, and looked at Alan straight in the eye. "I will personally charge with you. In this way, you and I will both hold 'hostages' that are very important to both sides. Since we don't trust each other, how about we use interests to weigh the pros?"

Alan laughed.

"That's what I meant."

While the two were talking, perhaps because the octopus noticed that Cole had already come closer, the octopus's voice had already turned into a mixture of sea fish language and human language.

Cole was overjoyed when he heard that. He nodded continuously. The joy in his golden eyes did not seem fake. He did not hear the verbal exchange between Alan and the octopus at all. He did not look like a mermaid who had lived for four hundred years. Instead, he looked as innocent as a girl in her twenties.

"Okay, it's decided. We will charge now and kill the traitors! When I was still in Arkham, the "Assassin" army was the soldiers under the command of the family of the leader of the anti-Poseidon cult. There is no need to show mercy to them. They are all traitors!"

The octopus' tentacles swayed in agreement. It looked at the "Thorn Cart" army in the distance and said, "Okay, that's it! The Thorn Carts are about to fire another round of volleys. Once we survive this, we will charge forward immediately. The "Iron Skeleton Heads" are divided into..."

"Wait a minute."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Alan. The feeling of the swinging tentacles touching the deck disappeared, and the octopus only felt that its body was suspended in the air. Then its three eyeballs rolled and looked behind itself.

Alan picked it up.

"There are still some details to be worked out, and I have a different little 'proposal' regarding the hostages.

Before that, I need to confirm that, octopus, you have four eyeballs in total? Am I right?"

The octopus' three eyes froze at the same time. "What?"

Allen ignored it, smiling harmlessly with eyebrows curved on his face in front of Melna and Lokisi who had been choosing to "stand aside and watch" out of trust:

“Each one of them is active and can absorb the surrounding flesh and blood to become your clone. This is the core manifestation of your splitting ability.

In Layele, your hostage plan to prevent accidents was launched from this. In the bone prison, you have three eyes. In fact, you left one outside to guard Luo Qixi and the other two. I killed one of your eyes at that time, and the fearless reaction of the surrounding sea guards also verified that you have only four eyeballs. "

Alan reached out his hand and gently touched the octopus's three eyeballs one by one with his fingers, as the octopus's body stiffened.

"Octopus, you are proud of your identity as a sea fish, and you are very pleased with your ability to split. Therefore, all your little thoughts subconsciously rely on your innate ability to 'commit crimes', because this is the racial talent you trust most.

But again, this is a 'bad lie' of path dependency, too obvious, octopus."

Cole turned his head and looked at Allen and Octopus who were inexplicably at loggerheads again, and came over with his fish tail wagging to try to stop the fight.

at this time.

Alan gently touched the rightmost eye of the octopus, stroked it slowly, and spoke softly.

"Today, you did bring three eyeballs, but the problem is that the rightmost eyeball rotates 0.3 milliseconds slower than the other two, the pupil contraction range is 80% of the other two, and the color is also extremely slightly different.

Tsk, if you don’t look carefully, it’s really hard to find, what a pity.”

As expected, the octopus' pupils suddenly contracted! "Alan, wait a minute!"

puff! !
Sticky blood spurted up, and Alan pulled out the rightmost eyeball of the octopus. He held it in his hand, raised it to the light, and watched the divine light quickly disappear, and the eyeball turned into a piece of dead flesh.

"This eyeball fits your innate ability to absorb the surrounding flesh and blood and reuse it for your own body. Look, after leaving the 'matrix', it is clearly just a piece of rotten meat."

He looked down at the octopus in his hand and said, "So here comes the question, octopus, where is your eyeball?"

This change happened so suddenly that after Allen finished speaking, Roxy, Melna, and Climb were all stunned.

What is the octopus doing? Wait, is it.
Alan had already lifted up the body of the octopus with its two rolling eyeballs. The latter did not answer Alan's words, but just looked at him in disbelief.

Then, his eyes froze and the light disappeared.

The next moment, the dark blue-skinned octopus began to disintegrate from the tentacles beneath its body.

One by one, like the willow leaves flying in the spring, they fall down.

With a crash, it fell to the ground.

Its body twisted and it turned into a piece of fresh octopus. The gaps on the cut surface were extremely thin, only two millimeters apart.

There was only dead silence in the cracked eyeballs.

No more spinning around.

Uh-huh! ! ! !

The buzzing sound above my head came again!

There are still bright sparks and falling bone fragments.

Cole just stared blankly at the octopus corpse that was gradually covered by snowflakes. For a long time he couldn't react to what was happening.
Alan walked to the side of the ship, tilted his head and looked at the sea fish army formation at the bow.

In this round of bone spurs, the army formation looked noticeably more disorganized.

1 seconds, 2 seconds, 10 seconds.

The rain of bone spur arrows stopped.

Alan jumped out and soared high into the air!

Boom!
It smashed onto the hard armor of the six-legged sea beast above the military formation!
Dense cracks appeared on the soles of his feet!
The sea fish tribe, which had just resisted a rain of arrows, rushed to one place in fear, as if they were trying to protect something.

Alan raised the corner of his mouth, squatted slightly, and held the air at his waist with his right hand.

“I see.”

Sword God Style, Sword of Light, Draw and Slash.

One step forward! Smoke and dust explode!

The next moment!
Violent roar, screaming and venting!
The armor of the six-legged sea beasts was as thin as paper, and a straight crack about forty meters long was torn!
Zheng!
Allen's palm blade carried the sharp Dragon Saint fighting spirit, and with one blow he stabbed a sticky, paste-like mud creature into the military formation cave made of coral reefs!

"I will kill."

It turned out to be the hiding place where Octopus and Cole had just separated!

As he finished speaking, Alan pulled his hand out from the muddy mass of flesh.

In his hand was a bloodshot eyeball.

Clusters of tentacles stretched out from around the eyeballs, as if trying to grab the surrounding flesh to replenish their own flesh and blood.

The next moment, before the tentacles could fully stretch out, there was a loud bang, and Alan's body rushed out from the shattered six-legged sea beast, leaped back to the boat dozens of meters behind him.

During the blowing technique, the footsteps fall silently.

It was right next to the scallop shell pot where he had just stopped to negotiate.

"I'm back. The next round of arrow rain should be in seven seconds. Come to me and be ready."

Those who had just rushed over to the edge of the deck to see what Alan was going to do when he jumped out, turned around and saw that Alan had already turned back.

Melna looked at the eyeball in Allen's hand, the surprise and confusion in her eyes turned into understanding, she shook her head helplessly, and hurriedly grabbed Lokisi with her right hand and was about to run over, but she paused slightly, and used her left hand to grab Cole, who was still lying on the deck and watching a crack in his own army formation being opened and was completely unable to react.

Ran towards where Alan was.

In the direction they were heading, Alan picked up the "cage" on the edge of the pot and pressed the eyeball in his hand into it.

The bone spur pierced into the octopus's only remaining eyeball, and he slowly used the last bent fin to close the cage.

The tentacles around the octopus's eyeball struggled frantically in the hole, trying to get out of the 'shark fin cage', but because the hole was too small, there was no way to collect the flesh and blood again.

Snap, snap, snap!

Several people had come behind Allen. He smiled and put the things in his hand, motioning for Cole to see.

"Look, Cole.

Is the Octopus hostage plan ‘sophisticated’ enough?

(End of this chapter)