Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

"It is true that although they are legendary in strength, their performance before death is not that shocking."

Although Herbert is outside the Third Commandment, he knows everything about what is happening inside with the help of Nenasha.

It can be said that no one knows what is happening inside better than him.

The battle inside, hey!

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It is so horrible, so unbearable to watch.

"To be frank, their performance is a bit embarrassing, even embarrassing."

Burn by lava, melted in the song, launched a fearless charge against the dragon, lost in the illusion, strangled by blood relatives...

Is this the strength that a legendary strongman should have?

That's called fighting?

No.

It's just a one-sided massacre.

These legendary dark elves didn't make much waves before they died.

It was like a stone thrown into the lake. Although it caused layers of fine ripples, it completely dissipated in a moment without causing much splash.

But, are they... really weak?

Are they just a bunch of small fish?

Herbert shook his head and rejected this idea.

Of course not.

"To judge whether they are strong or weak, there is a necessary premise, that is, you need to choose a reference object."

"Compared to me a month ago, I am undoubtedly a powerful strong man at this moment."

"Except that my mind has not changed, it can almost be said that I am crushed in all aspects in terms of strength, speed, physique, charm, and perception."

He raised his arm and grabbed the moon. The holy mark lit up from his fingertips, all the way down, and finally through his sleeves, reflecting the sacred pattern.

High-level holy power, high-level physical body, and a month of intensive training in combat skills, these three combined together are enough for him to rush into the wilderness alone and go in and out seven times.

Herbert has a very clear and objective understanding of himself.

He is not weak now, and he is strong enough to bully the weak.

But at the same time, he is not very strong.

"But compared with those legends... I am an absolute weakling."

"Whether it is the 'good man' or the 'wise man', I don't have the confidence to last more than ten moves under their hands."

Especially the "wise man", relying on sacrificing others, he actually survived to the end under the joint efforts of Kretti and Flora, and almost let him escape to other areas.

"Not to mention the 'madman' with the most destructive power among them. If I face him in that violent state, I am afraid I won't even have time to run."

Speed, strength, and physique are all inferior, whether it can break the defense is a question worth thinking about. If they really face each other, it will be like Loki fighting Hulk - directly smashed.

"But they are dead now, all of them."

"Died at the hands of the monsters that I casually contacted, chatted with, and played with on a daily basis... and the death was so vulnerable."

Herbert's expression was subtle, with half of his eyebrows raised, recalling the various scenes he saw in his perception.

It's not that he didn't know the strength of the monster girls, and he also had a rough estimate of their abilities.

But when he really saw it "with his own eyes", he couldn't help but sigh.

I was really brave before!

Wow, how dare I! ?

Not to mention Valentina, Miss Hungry Dragon's destructive power in a rage has always been amazing.

For the first time, Herbert saw how terrifying it was that Freme's singing killed people invisibly.

When the victim first heard the ballad, he didn't notice it, and there was no major change in his body, but once there was a bloody wound on his body, the corrosive power would take effect immediately and corrode it quickly.

The singing was like a non-toxic, colorless, and tasteless, but ferocious poison that killed people immediately.

The one that surprised Herbert the most was actually the treasure chest mimic (coffin-shaped) lady.

Eliza, weren't you a funny character squatting in a coffin?

She thought about eating delicious food and drinking spicy drinks all day long, but she was always half dead from the spicy food, and she looked like she was squatting in a coffin in a decadent state.

Herbert was still worried that she would fail in this link, so he prepared some insurance measures, but he didn't have time to use them at all.

Eliza started with group forced control, and pulled all enemies, including legends, into the illusion with one move, and then leisurely sucked their blood one by one.

This, this is not right!

Why is it so handsome this time!

Are you open?

Or did you invite the gods to Aizen?

When did you put the mirror flower and water moon!

Is it from the beginning! ! ?

This treasure chest monster is so scheming, it must not be left!

Next time, add spicy and numbing ingredients to her blood bag...

After watching their performance, Herbert was indeed greatly shocked, and he was more and more impressed by his brave actions at the time.

What does it mean that the ignorant are fearless?

What does it mean that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger?

What does it mean that a strong woman is afraid of a clinging man...cough cough.

Seriously.

If Herbert had a clear understanding of their strength earlier...he might still do the same thing, but it would definitely not be as natural as before, and the results later might be different from now.

So, in many cases, knowledge is like a curse, a curse that makes people become more and more cautious and timid.

The more ignorant a person is, the more arrogant they are, and the more knowledgeable they are, the more low-key they are.

Ignorance is not necessarily wrong, but overexpansion is definitely wrong.

"I am not the powerful one, and I have no right to despise their strength."

Herbert shook his head and adjusted his position: "The truly powerful ones have always been Valentina and the others."

Although he now has the ability to command them, this power comes from his status as warden and from his control over the Third Commandment.

It was power, but not power that was entirely his.

Forging iron requires oneself to be strong.

If you want to truly become the master who controls them, your current self is not enough, and you need to continue to work hard.

["You are calmer than I thought. I thought I would... advise you."]

"Did you originally want to take the opportunity to give me a good beating?"

["No, no~"]

Herbert curled his lips when he heard the slightly guilty voice, but instead of holding on, he asked a question that he was somewhat concerned about:

"Valentina and the others, are they quite special beings even among legends?"

["Huh? Did you just notice it?"]

Ninasha was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile:

["I won't mention anything else, let's just talk about that little dragon. A normal giant dragon is far from being as big as a hundred meters. If it's half the size of her, it's already a huge individual."]

The size of the body may not necessarily represent the full strength, but it can explain a lot of problems.

["The siren royal family, the vampire prince, the dark elves who are obsessed with flesh and blood, the wise men among demons, the devils who only focus on noble blood, the fallen angels in their original form..."]

["Yes, just as you thought."]

At the highest point of the monastery, the evil god whispered in the young man's ear:

["The prisoners held in this prison..."

【"All are special bodies."】