Chapter 200

Battle is not a game, nor is it an arena where [wisdom] and [cunning] are competed. Battle is the battle itself.

In other words, this is a kind of fighting...

Although it felt like an understatement, thinking of the possibility of victory while escaping, the pain all over Belsey's body at this moment was no joke.

The big difference between reality and games is...

In reality, it hurts when the health bar falls off, and it hurts very much.

However, Belxi didn't really hate this feeling. After all, he hadn't encountered a difficult and powerful enemy for a long time.

The last time I fought like this in person with a [not weak] being was when I was in the incubation pool.

Belsi twisted randomly to avoid the air blades launched by the opponent into the air... Level four, the opponent was level four.

Moreover, it feels like they are also a difficult group to deal with in the fourth level...

After all, the other party has its own characteristics. Those twenty-one clones feel like they are both fourth-level existences, if they want to fight with the other party.

You'll probably have quite a headache too, right?

But I'm very lucky. The opponent doesn't seem to be good at anti-aircraft, and there's something wrong with the accuracy of the attack...

In other words, he has an extraordinary attachment to Belsi's neck, feeling that all attacks are directed there.

On this basis, Belch's firepower is very fierce.

Belsi's dragon breath and light blade, the fireball emitted by Nananashima Semu's [Fire Elemental Transformation] form sitting on his head, and the elemental magic bombardment of the mage girl sitting on Belsi's neck.

It can only be said to be a very intensive fire attack, a saturation strike.

Belsi's dragon breath can also deflect the opponent's wind blade, making it possible to move without damaging the opponent... This is the power of the projectile's resistance bonus.

Belsi remembers it was +2?

If this happens, maybe we can win!

Just find the opponent's [body] first, try to get close, and then do what Sanmei said to [forbid the demon], so that the opponent loses the ability to control the clone.

This is the answer to this puzzle!

Bersi judged this, and with a little enthusiasm, he focused on the black robes of the [Assassin] clones.

Of course, Belsi himself was not sure which clones had the [Assassin] profession. The only person who could make a judgment was Semu Nananoshima who kept giving instructions.

【Brother! To the right of the team, there are already some scorch marks on the robes! And the one in front of this guy! 】

[The third one from left to right, the one who is accumulating wind blades! 】

As Belsi placed his main attack target on the opponent's black robe, he no longer cared about the power of the dragon's breath itself.

The battle also started to become easier and easier.

The advantage of high altitude is such an obvious thing. Perhaps [air supremacy] is of great significance in any world.

But even so...

"laugh!!!"

There are still air blades flying from time to time. From tricky angles, they pass through the dragon's breath that can easily defeat the air blades.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Countless blood marks were cut on Bel Xi's body, some of which were more dangerous, and Bel Xi's white bones could even be seen through the flesh and blood.

[Brother, is it okay? 】

Nanajima Semu asked, taking out handfuls of blood bottles from his system space and slapping Belsi on the head.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As bottles of medicine were smashed onto Bel Xi's forehead, Bel Xi's injuries began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Whether it was glass shards or red potion, they quickly began to disappear, as if they had never appeared.

"Of course it doesn't matter."

Belsi, whose face was covered with red liquid gradually disappearing, said this as he stared at the number of black-robed Ex-Machines.

Eight people, there are eight people left... How many of them are assassins, and which ones they are is not sure yet.

But the probability of the next attack being able to determine the opponent's identity is one in eight.

With every trial and error, this number will become smaller and smaller, and finally it will become [one] representing victory, that's it!

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

With the wind blade flying, Belxi's dragon breath hit the clone this time, but it also changed the opponent's number to seven.

As for the additional injuries on his body?

"Bang bang bang!"

The medicine was smashed, and the wound healed quickly as before.

"Fire element! Burn it! Destroy the little ones who hide their heads and show their tails! Break through their disguise!"

Under the mage girl's angry shout, the bursting fire element quickly swept up, reducing the opponent's number again.

Although it only burned the other party's robe.

"..."

After that, it's the same cycle.

Moreover, after personally experiencing the power of healing potions, Belsi's fighting style became more and more arrogant.

"Chi chi chi..."

"Bang bang bang..."

"Chi chi chi, bang bang bang..."

Belsi no longer knew how many times he had eaten the wind blade, which was relatively dangerous in terms of position and power, and the same thing...

He was so unconscious that he didn't know how many bottles of medicine had been smashed on his head by Semu Nanajima.

It hurts, it hurts...

Whether it is the pain of a cut wound or the pain of a wound healing rapidly, it is both unimaginable and unacceptable pain.

In fact, the pain caused by the healing process is probably three to four times more painful than the injury.

At this moment, a lot of Bel Xi's blood was already flowing on the earth, mixed with the charred ground and the cracks cut by the wind blade.

The scene formed seemed to be formed by the bombardment of countless magicians.

Where the dragon's blood flows, beautiful flowers will probably bloom in the future, right? Dragon blood flower?

Sounds like a good name.

"Master... there are still two enemies left."

Herilinde called Belsi softly to remind her of this, and she looked at the wind blade that was attacking more and more fiercely.

[Well, there are only two men in black robes left. 】

Nananoshima Semu stared over there and said: [The two assassin professions... As expected, the real bodies were left to the end. 】

Yes, this is a matter of course.

After all, fighting is not a turn-based battle, and the battle between the two parties does not really have a hit rate of [1 in 22] or [1 in 21].

It is actually very simple to make the main body less conspicuous, or simply to be the one whose identity is revealed last.

The most basic thing is to use the clone as a shield as much as possible to avoid the spray of dragon's breath, but the other party's behavior further proves it.

The opponent's [body] is not as [flesh] as those clones, at least it cannot survive a round of spitting unscathed.

"Haha... I'm almost out of ammunition and food."

Belsey chuckled and said, while saying this, his wings suffered a sharp attack, causing him to stagger.

Almost crashed in the air.

However, Semu Nananashima replenished the healing potion in a timely manner, and Brother Belsi recovered quickly.

"My dragon's breath bag is on strike."

Bel Xi said this. He sighed and smiled at the same time, enduring the extreme hunger in his belly: "I'm starving to death... I must have a big meal after that."

【Hungry? Um……】

Saying this, Semu Nananoshima thought of something. She looked at the healing potion in her hand and suddenly thought of something.

By the way, treatment is something like this...

In this world, whether it is healing spells or healing potions, they are essentially all about accelerating self-healing abilities.

Even if it is snake scale powder, the essence of rapid treatment is a terrifying self-healing power.

It is still a recovery behavior carried out with the treated person as the main body, and as long as it is self-recovery, it needs to comply with the laws of the world.

Consume magic power, or... nutrients.

If you continue to use blood bottles to heal without supplementing food, the eldest brother may die suddenly.

Even if he doesn't pass out, there may still be some hidden dangers left.

[Brother, open your mouth! 】

Amidst Nananoshima Semu's voice, Belsi opened her mouth subconsciously, and then... the fragrant roasting smell appeared.

It was a savory barbecue that tasted like a fine steak...

Medium rare, with pink tender meat and squeezing juices in the center, and the outside is already cooked, with a beautiful brown grid texture.

Everything tastes delicious when you're hungry, not to mention that the food synthesized by Semu Nananashima cannot taste bad.

Da Zhuang watched all of this quietly, sighing at the horror of Nananashima Semu and Belsi.

Belsi has a terrifying ability to attack difficult situations, and from a protection perspective, he can be considered a kind of [hard].

As for Nananashima Semu, he created a situation that was composed of a combination of multiple abilities... It was called infinite endurance.

These two beings combined together seemed to be natural weapons of war.

Except that its level is not high enough, it is completely an aerial fortress.

"..."

"Well, let's hope this is the final blow...spit!"

Belsi gritted his teeth and declared, carrying the wind blades that were obviously denser countless times, passing over one of the two black robes.

at the same time……

"boom!!!"

The dragon's breath spurted out, and the black-robed [body] almost immediately tried to block the gun with the bodies of other Ex-Machines around him.

But until then...

"Earth elemental! Capture him!"

The mage girl gave up on the fire element, which had the ability to burn clothes, and decisively chose the earth element, which was most suitable for the current situation.

The rock pillars of the earth element surged up from under the opponent's body, locking the opponent's legs in place... just for a moment.

The powerful power of the Ex-Machina allowed the opponent to escape from control easily.

But just such a moment is enough!

"boom!!!!"

The purple-black dragon flames hit the target instantly, burning away the opponent's robe and making it visible to the naked eye.

Orange light emanated from the machine's chest!

It was a crystal inlaid on the machine body, and its shimmering brilliance was proof that it was continuously delivering magic power to the Ex-Machina.

"found it!"

【it's him! 】

"..."

"Brother! Get close to him! As long as I can touch him, I can activate the power of this ring! This will prevent him from maintaining the magic connection."

The mage girl shouted this, and under the wind pressure caused by the high-speed movement, she pressed her hat and let the hat rustle in the wind.

According to her, the Ex-Machina needs a continuous supply of magic power to control other clones, so it only needs to cut off the other person's magic connection.

The mage girl pressed the ring on her right hand and showed a confident expression: "Ten seconds, I can ban the demon for ten seconds."

Ten seconds is enough!

Half of this ring, or the ten rings on the mage girl's hand, were taken from the territory of the noble man who had dueled with the mage girl before.

After all, the other party lost all his property to the mage girl. In a legal sense, he even lost his title to her.

Of course, it also includes many magic props, such as the ten rings worn by the mage girl on her ten fingers.

I never thought it would come in handy here...

"I know, then...I'm on it!"

Bel Xi said this and flew in the direction of the [original body], but during the time it took to confirm the true body, the other parties had already begun to gather together.

The twenty-two Ex-Machines began to gather in the direction of the main body, surrounding it as a [shield] of some sort.

This situation is undoubtedly a bit tricky.

After all, the durability of the opponent's clone is really terrifying, and Belsi suspects that it has the ability to heal itself, making it simply invincible.

But the opponent's body is not so good.

Covered by the previous dragon's breath, the other party's metal body had begun to deform at this moment, as if it was about to melt at any time.

But under the current situation, it is very difficult and risky to attack the main body beyond the clone.

"Well, I..."

Da Zhuang opened his mouth. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, then made a decision and smiled: "Actually, I am really at the second level~"

Eh? What's the meaning? Why did Da Zhuang suddenly say this?

Both Bel Xi, who knew the situation, and others who didn't knew the situation were confused, unsure of Da Zhuang's intention in saying this.

"After all, I am a priest, but Gege Mao Ge has never responded to the priest's faith... so I have always been the first level."

Da Zhuang said this, he took out a small sword from his arms and said: "But, after I believed in the system master, I became a second level."

Wait, what does this mean...the system master responded to him?

But the system master was just randomly made up by Belshe and Semu Nananashima, and was synonymous with Semu Nananashima's system panel.

[Has the system master responded to you? ! 】

In response to Nanashima Semu's surprised question, Da Zhuang shook his head. He smiled naively and scratched his head: "Haha, no, but..."

"Based on what you, the eldest and second eldest brother (Semu Nananoshima), say on a daily basis, I have established a holy code, right?"

"I myself responded to myself."

"..."

With that said, Da Zhuang completely pulled out the black dagger from his clothes, and gently closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the color of his eyes had completely reversed.

The irises and pupils turned pure white, while the whites of the eyes were originally an extreme black.

Then, it was as if nothing happened.

Yes, at least Belxi and the others didn't feel what Da Zhuang had done. He had already returned to normal and put the sword back.

but……

…

The twenty-two Mechas have been completely broken up at this moment. They no longer form an insurmountable group, but form a uniform and regular formation like primary school students or an honor guard lined up...

Square array.