Chapter 175
My son is too strong.
(2) “This son and son?!”
I hurriedly grabbed the holy sword.
There was no time to pull out the sword, so I blocked the muscular pig’s fist with its scabbard.
- Good.
Very good! Uburka smiled happily.
-Muscles are quite heavy on a delicate subject.
Did you add the weight of the soul to the weight of the body? "I only grow internal muscles! -Ugor? Internal muscles? What is that? "It looks slim on the outside, but the internal muscles are solid! It's a magical muscle that increases muscle strength infinitely while maintaining a body shape! Internal muscles are the dignity of a master, and the style in which muscles proliferate like yours is It’s just sewage!”
-The sound of Kekerukker barking....
Chairman Uburka made a ridiculous expression, breathing slowed for a moment.
Faced with dog noises exceeding the limit, the human brain becomes rigid.
They rushed into Uburka's arms.
-Hmm! Uburka's red eyes grew bigger.
He was a lot bigger than a normal guinea pig.
He had a lot of places to hit.
Yes, sweetheart! I will beat you softly!”
Chairman Uburka grinned.
-Ugor.
He looked down at me digging into his arms.
He just looked down.
Without twisting or guarding with his arms, he watched my scabbard strike my torso.
There was a sound that could not be heard.
-My body is made of muscles.
Uburka smiled, showing his fangs.
-I was born with albinism.
It stings when exposed to sunlight, and my eyes are also uncomfortable.
I couldn't even put mud under the sun.
I struggled with why it was so difficult to enjoy ordinary pleasures.
And then at some point I realized! Uburka spread her arms out - There's nothing wrong with covering her whole body with Aurors! Crazy.
- From that day on, I I focused on Auror training.
First of all, I practiced applying Auror over the entire skin, even for just one second.
1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds, 1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes...
When it was maintained for over an hour As an adult and holding it for more than a day, I became the chairperson.
For me, Uburka's congenital deficiency was only a minor obstacle! The hobgoblin took over the bodybuilder position.
"Ouch." It was a very strange and desired beating, which would have made my stomach feel very uncomfortable if I had been eating greasy food.
-I trained my muscles to burst with blood! The reconstructed muscle becomes more aural.
By tearing, growing, torn, and re-growth, I succeeded in getting the ultimate muscle! My right chest was pounding one after another.
It's amazing.
The performance of my eyeballs and psychological defense mechanism are taking a huge hit.
To deal damage to this side without even touching it, that guy's status is quite comparable to that of a master at his peak.
From the smallest muscles to the thickest muscles, he was able to control it at will! No one can imitate it.
Poor things! It's easy to operate Auror with the idea of reassembling the whole body from start to finish.
"Huh? Hey, wait a minute...
you That's probably a metastasis of the bones...
… ." -He might be our father! The child who might have been the first to win the title of [Muscular Pig] for the first time in the history of the designated tribe exclaimed.
-You are stronger than I thought! Very good! "Wow.
It's not unusual for me to say something like this, but Uburka.
You only know real fighting..." -Shining the heart! The muscle of the heart! The muscle of the heart! The flesh of the heart! The burning sensation! The muscles that were still wriggling like magma suddenly increased as if foreshadowing a volcanic eruption.
“Uh, huh?”
It continued to grow.
“Baby…?”
Over time, Uburqa has grown huge.
It's not an exaggeration, it's really, like a hill.
My body was covered with a shadow of him.
The body didn't actually grow.
[Auror] grew up to be [Uburka's gigantic appearance] Just like a pilot riding on a giant robot, Uburka's body will be nestled in the middle of that giant.
In other words, it's like a hill.
All of that gigantic figure was a lump of Aurors! -Huh, kuung, the ground rumbled.
Uburka just moved his footsteps, but the earth got a rhythm.
I looked up at Uburka as if I was a Thumb Princess.
"Sah, the murderous intent is not serious.
Can't you get smaller again? This dad, I'm getting a little scared..." -This is my true form! The giant mod Uburka roared.
-From the knuckle to the blow of my fist, there is nothing other than my will! “Hey, hey! Because this is a scoundrel!”
-Okay.
If Seungri's name is Chunkyung, then I'd be happy to become a Cuckold! Uburka was delighted and proudly shouted out her kwonbeop.
And a fist the size of a housekeeper fell over my head, casting a shadow.巨人流.
No ignorance.
Kwon to crush.
It was a name that was not even classy as a tadpole's eye! -The value of martial arts is not proven by its name, but by its power! Sure, it was right.
Uburka gained profound destructive power in exchange for throwing away his naming sense.
One blow.
The ground split.
It was dug up.
It poured like a torrential rain.
The bedrock was shattered.
The hot auror plowed the ground up in an instant, so many of the earth grains melted like mud and splashed on my face.
Suddenly I was like a mouse covered in muddy water.
It became “hot!!”
I screamed to avoid Uburqa's wave of waves: "You ignorant! You ignorant will shake the world! Oh, I didn't raise you like this!" -Put aside the bullshit.
They're zombies.
You shouldn't regard these as the kids you raised.
As I was doing evasive maneuvers like tap dancing, the mastermind said.
-Fight with all his might as he said.
Even in the original stronghold, parents and children fight Occasionally it pops up.
There are also dog bones and sects that make bone and meat conflict a tradition.
"Damn!" I pulled out my sword, “I don’t know anymore!”
-I didn't know for a long time! "I'm proud of you, Inum child!" He raised the Auror.
What he had in his head was a flame.
A torture chamber in the basement of a mansion.
A desperate grudge from being a child.
'Fire.' My heart heats up in an instant.
I embody the emotions that would be endlessly blurry if left alone with the scenery of the underground mansion.
The embodied sentiment is unfolded with an auror.
'My shadow is the shadow of the basement.' Without being buried in love, 'My fire is the touch of a child.' I do not get caught up in the image.
There is no fire between you and I.
Fire is one.
The fire always overlaps and burns the world clearly.
So my sword becomes someone's fingertips, and my blade becomes our scream.
Macheon Shin Gong Gae 魔天神功 改.
The first rite 第一第一炎上幼劍.
-......! Burning - Uhahahaha! Indeed! My auror rides in the shadows and vibrates like a snake's head.
I tie up the opponent's wrist.
Even if it's a wrist, it's a figure that a giant has burned and called.
But my image is stronger.
It's hotter.
It's stronger.
I cut off the wrist.
The opponent swings his right arm and tries to shake me off.
Is it to secure a gap? To rearrange his stance.
Push him.
Bend his back to avoid force.
The moment his fist stirs the air, the flame of the shadow burns the opponent's right arm.
One strand, two strands, three strands.
Dozens of auras block the giant's circle.
-No doubt! Burn it.
-Kekerukker! The giant is trying to restore both arms.
If that's the case, then that's enough to cut off the limbs faster than the opponent can replenish the Aurors.
-Has he come to our race again after six hundred years? Left foot before left arm sprouts right foot before left foot sprout .
Before the right foot sprouts, again, the left arm.
Cut the image of the giant.
-The majesty of the victories is not lacking! Not to [strengthen] yourself, but to [advent] others! Burying a giant in a blazing underground.
-Aurora, the fire of the soul, could you use it that way? It's eaten.
As I swallowed the giant's fire, I suddenly thought, 'Uburka inflated his arms and legs, extended them.
Aurora is a tool to extend himself.
On the other hand, I carried someone's screams.
I brought them in.' A reddish red auror flared up: 'Is there any reason why both shouldn't happen at the same time?' Flames flared in my mind, saying, 'I'm trying to move Master's Demon Goddess into my own.
But do I need to scream by myself? Can you draw Han, should I?' The principle of how the Auror works was stuck in my head: 'No.' From there, a solution came to mind: 'Anyone can become a fire.' I opened my mouth, "Uburkaya, remember." -Ugor? Shall we talk about the appearance of the underground mansion? No.
“Think of the dark basement of Slimepolis.”
A closer view.
"You dug a hole in the ground and lived there.
There were 13 or so designated tribes living in each pit.
Among them, there was also a young designated tribe.
The children had never fully seen the sun since they were born, and their whole body was flooded with rainwater.
I've never been hit, and I've never had mud on my mind." -.......
“Think of the children.”
I called upon the strongest warrior in the history of the designated tribe, "A few fish are rationed in the pit for breakfast and dinner.
That's all they eat.
The killifish with very little flesh are carefully grilled by the mothers.
Remember?" -...I remembered.
"The narrow pit is thick with smoky smoke.
The mother groans and the baby coughs.
But I can't even come out.
The Sanwa guards keep their antennae upright.
Smoke from the narrow hole, tender parents.
And can you remember the cough of a young child?”
-Yes, "A young guinea pig reaches for an unripe fish." I slashed the giant's fist with the blade: "The mother strikes the young child's wrist.
He grabs the wrist.
He might hit him.
Still, these little children keep reaching out for unripe fish whenever they have time.
They are hungry.
Mother.
If you stop me from sleeping, I will bang and cry.”
-Ummm.
"Then, in the end, the parents have no choice but to give the fish to the kids as soon as they're cooked.
The kid eats them right away.
Eat them, then look at the grilled fish next time.
Ask." I deviated the giant's wrist with the hilt of the hilt, and a crack opened.
I swung my sword through the crack and reduced the giant's size a little more.
Think of a mother's hand holding it.
Draw the roads in the smoke of the pit at once." -.......
“You can draw.”
-Ugor.
"Take it." The giant swung his fist, "Imitate." Dodging and breaking.
The direction of authority has changed.
“Cry.”
Twisted the giant's posture: "You are a race that can sing sorrows with fire.
A flame is nothing more than a fire, but you read the emotions from it by looking at the angle it wraps around, the speed at which it rises, the amplitude at which it descends.
It is no different.”
-.......
"One letter contains the sky.
One rhythm sings sadness.
Why can't the aurora contain the sky? Why can't the auror depict sorrow? The giant's stance collapsed.
He struck his shin, balanced, and stood up.
The giant's fists churning through the air turned into a forward attack.
At that moment, the giant's fist ignited in flames.
The flames split into five tongues, which in turn divided into five branches, which scorched as the hands of twenty-five.
looked down blankly, some of the flames were soft, some were strong, none of them resembled Uburka's hand gestures.
"It's not bad.
It's an all-time talent." I nodded, "That's the way you do it, sweetheart." Chairman Uburka opened his mouth slowly: -My dad is… too strong..