Riding and slashing the stars of empire civilization

After successfully stealing the node concept from Cassandra using armor, Milin asked Alori as if he suddenly remembered a key point:

"Alori, you said I can wear armor...you?"

"Of course, as long as the conditions are met." Alori, who was not surprised by Milin's question, replied:

"Compared to the fixed Holy Spirit, it is more difficult for me to be armored in this situation."

"What does relatively high mean?" Milin asked.

"Because I can still move, I am changing every minute and every second. The most troublesome problem with wearing armor is that the object is changing." Alori said.

"I see, that means I can wear armor on you in the past? But I can't wear armor on you now?" Milin said with a look of realization.

"...It seems that's right, hehehe, it feels quite interesting." Alori said, also looking like he was reminded by Milin.

"What's so interesting?" Milin asked curiously.

"It's interesting that the boss has also become a dragonborn, but I personally suggest that boss, you'd better use less armor and use it as a force to suppress the bottom of the tank."

Seemingly noticing that Milin was a bit dissatisfied with the matter of wearing armor, Alori advised in a very rare tone... It was rare because this kind of advice was usually given by Gray Wind, so it would be nice if Alori didn't join in the fun. .

"Why use less?" Milin asked curiously.

"The so-called armor is to replace another through imitation, but isn't this imitation letting another being replace oneself?" Alori replied.

"When I become you, do you also become me?" Milin summarized Alori's statement.

"That's right. The result of imitation is change. The most successful imitation is to completely become what you are imitating." Alori nodded and said.

"So are you worried that if I wear too much armor, I will turn into someone else?" Milin understood why Alori advised him not to always wear armor.

"Yes, I think even if you become the supreme god Anu, boss, you are still a bit downgraded." Alori said.

"Haha, I think so too." Milin said with a smile.

"But why do I feel like the boss didn't want to wear armor when you asked me just now?" Amid Milin's laughter, Alori suddenly asked.

"Tsk, why are you so sharp at this time?" Milin was stunned for a moment and asked curiously.

"It's the female dragon's intuition!" Alori said with a serious look.

"Then this intuition is quite accurate." Milin said.

"Ah, it's true. Then boss, who did you want to wear armor just now?" Alori asked quickly with a stiff expression.

"I plan to armor you... or you, but it's not you or you." Milin gave a very Riddler answer.

"...Oh, that's right..." Although Milin's answer was very Riddler-esque, Alori instantly understood what Milin was talking about.

The reason why she reacted so quickly was not because Alori suddenly became smarter because of the female dragon's intuition, but because Milin had told her a long time ago that she had played different identities in different worlds.

Milin has also been a dragonborn, and he has been one for more than one term.

If Milin can armor Alori, then it means he can armor other dragonborn... and even the identities he plays in other worlds.

Based on Milin's experience, not to mention tens of millions of incarnations, at least seventy-two transformations are possible.

And compared to Alori who is still active, it is much less difficult to wear armor by oneself. More importantly, it seems that there is no need to worry about becoming another person.

Originally it was myself...the matryoshka doll was still myself after hundreds of times.

When facing the waves of heirs that are as endless as the waves, Milin is wearing the armor of the "foreigner" from the hospitable town of Yanan.

It just so happened that the setting of the Agor people using the blood of Heir to create deep-sea hunters was perfectly in line with the setting of the Healing Church in Yannan Town using the blood of the ancient gods to cultivate hunters.

Without encountering any obstacles, and without having to suffer from chuunibyou like those possessed by drama queens, Milin successfully armored himself.

It no longer requires deliberate imitation like the previous beating of Lapland who turned into a wolf. The hunting skills specifically for this kind of monster appear directly in Milin's memory and even body.

A mercury bullet knocked down a Haiji who was as big as a heavy tank. Before the opponent could fall, Milin slid in front of the opponent, reached out very skillfully and dug into the opponent's body, delivering a critical blow to the internal organs. Perfectly taking away this kind of enemy that even a top deep-sea hunter like Gladia needs several moves to defeat.

In Gladia's eyes, Milin's performance became that he was obviously weak in strength and extremely slow, but he relied on skills to eliminate these heirs with dimensionality reduction strikes.

Is this Dr. Rhode Island, whose combat effectiveness is inversely proportional to his commanding ability, and who is powerless?

"Are you planning to give all the results of the battle to me? Miss Swordfish?" Noticing that Gladia's movements were slowing down because she was focusing on herself, Milin waved the saw meat in his hand. He said with a smile as he split a dog-like heir in half with a knife.

Hearing Milin's words, Gladia immediately recovered from the surprise, swung the weapon in her hand, tore a bloody path through the sea heirs and came to Milin's side.

Compared with Milin's technical style which relies purely on skills, Gladia's fighting style is completely based on the panel.

Absolute speed brings absolute destructive power... In a short while, the number of heirs wiped out by Gladia exceeded Mirin's results, and the gap is still widening.

"Where did you learn these fighting skills?" Gladia, who took the initiative to help Milin fight off a flying sea heir, asked in a confused tone.

"Want to learn? I can teach you." Milin smiled.

"..." Gladia was slightly startled by Milin's answer. It was obvious that she didn't ask this because she wanted to learn these tricks from Milin.

In fact, in just a short while, Gladia had already mastered all of Milin's moves... except for the visceral critical attack move.

As a top warrior, it has become Gladia's instinct to learn more suitable fighting skills in battle.

Gladia, who relied on her fighting instinct to learn these techniques from Milin, immediately understood the circumstances under which she would master these techniques.

This is a skill needed when facing an enemy who is also a sea descendant, but whose physical fitness is much lower than that of a deep-sea hunter, but has to fight against it.

Gladia asked Milin where he learned these skills. She really wanted to know "where" Milin learned these skills.

"Learned it in Yanan." Milin, who knew what Gladia was curious about, did not continue to tease her.

"?" A question mark appeared on Gladia's forehead. After losing contact with her underwater homeland, Gladia could be said to have traveled throughout the entire continent of Terra, but she had never seen a mobile phone named Yanan. City.

"Because it's not a mobile city in the first place." Milin added.

"A small settlement?" Gladia nodded without any further doubts.

Even if Gladia traveled across the land of Terra, her ability to know all the mobile cities was already her limit, and it was impossible for ordinary small settlements to know them all.

Gladia planned to wait until it was over...if she could survive, to look for the Yanan settlement mentioned by Milin, even if only the ruins were left.

With this thought, Gladia took a serious look at Milin's current attire during the battle. It looked like Victoria's clothing with some Iberian attire. It seemed that the settlement should be located between Iberia and Victoria. between.

Is that area near Rutland?

Gladia subconsciously glanced at the demon-repelling holy flame in Milin's hand.

Have those angels finally begun to notice the threats in the deep sea?