My Tokusho Life Simulation

Immediately afterwards, the shattered nails splashed all around.

Luther staggered back two steps, the armor on his right arm was already damaged.

He didn't hesitate, nor dodge, and chose to face it again.

The fist collided with the fist, and the glove that was originally shattered exploded at this moment, completely damaged.

[The overall damage rate of G3 has reached 50%, please retreat. 】

The AI ​​prompts kept flashing, and Luther was getting closer and closer to a dangerous situation.

But he ignored it, stepped on the ground, felt the jump in his body, and punched heavily.

All the ripples are used to strengthen the body, not caring about the load of G3 on the body.

boom--

With this punch, Gadolu couldn't help taking two steps back, and the golden traces on the chest where he was hit spilled out.

"You're about to get the hang of it."

He grinned.

The time between life and death is the easiest time to make a breakthrough.

"It's still far away..." Luther said calmly.

He had grasped that sliver of inspiration, but he couldn't take that step no matter what.

Immediately afterwards, Gadolu's attack arrived as expected.

A punch landed and brushed against G3's helmet, cracks appeared on the red compound eye monitor.

Most of the vision was blurred, and the damage rate broke through the integer again, from fifty to sixty.

Sparks are scattered.

With a clicking sound, most of the helmet shattered and slid off, revealing the pale face underneath.

The temples were soaked with sweat, and the bangs were sticking wetly to his forehead.

Luther's feelings had never been clearer.

The pain is almost non-stop, and the body seems to be about to collapse.

G3 oppresses the body, and Gadolu's attack can easily destroy the armor.

The impact and the force that could not be fully unloaded devastated the body.

He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and held the fist of the unicorn with both hands.

The strength overflowed along the soles of the feet, and he couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of blood.

The internal organs screamed because they could not fully energize.

But Luther smiled abruptly.

The corners of his mouth were raised, revealing his lips and teeth, the originally white teeth were already stained red with blood.

He knew that if there was no turning point, he would definitely die here.

But is it really so important to live to the end to get the most things if you don't die?

He was timid before, almost abandoning his original fighting style, and the continuous long-range suppression just to fit G3 seemed to make him forget something.

"Yeah, that's what's interesting...!"

A strange laugh came from Luther's mouth, and a trace of madness flashed deep in the deep red eyes.

Along the way, even in the seemingly smoothest moments, there are still hidden dangers.

"I won't lose here."

Blood foam splashed with the voice.

"I'll do my best to win."

The moment the voice fell, Luther took a deep breath, stood firm, put a fist on his waist, and clenched his fist in front of him.

Ripples as bright as the sun are wrapped around the fist, and even go deeper.

Seeing this, Gadolu's eyes flickered a little.

A familiar feeling came from Luther's fist.

But not only did he not dodge or dodge, but he also strode forward, with ripple marks wrapped around his body.

"bring it on!"

The fist surrounded by a large number of ripples fell with the sound of breaking through the air, leaving white traces visible to the naked eye in the air.

The wind and waves scattered, and the atmosphere seemed to be fleeing.

Luther stood firm, and Gadolu's rushing figure was reflected in his eyes.

"Well, come on."

The corners of his mouth raised, revealing a blood-red smile.

Followed.

At this moment, ripples broke through his arm, and the energy that originally needed a conductor to spread emerged from his body surface.

The red eyes seem to have changed color.

boom--!

The moment the fists touched, the shock emerged.

The air waves scattered, and the smoke and dust danced wildly.

The two were deadlocked in place, maintaining the posture of fist collision.

The strength never emerged, and the wondrous gold never surfaced.

——but penetrated inch by inch.

boom.

The blood surged wildly, and the broken brown arm rushed to the sky, so violent that it looked like ripples of another substance.

Gadolu, who had lost his arm, had no time to retreat, and Luther's left palm patted his abdomen, above the navel.

Then, the flesh and blood were broken.

An abrupt hollow appeared where the palm hit directly.

Hollows also appeared in the entire straight wall behind.

"Right, that is it..."

Gadoll smiled and fell to the ground on his back.

puff.

Smoke and dust splashed.

With trembling arms, Luther half-kneeled on the ground, his vision blurred involuntarily.

"...It turns out, it's really okay."

The arm no longer feels like its own.

He didn't use strength, but as Gadolu said, he used ripples to drive strength.

then.

He hit an unbelievable two-hit.

Gadolu, who is now the strongest of Gurangi, broke his arm with one punch, and left a fatal wound in the lower abdomen with one punch.

What about the cost?

The ripples in the body are exhausted, even overdrawn.

Breathing has almost become a luxury.

The pain kept coming, and it was difficult to even stay awake.

"It's time to stop..."

Luther murmured, stood up shaking, and picked up the broken sword stuck in the greenery beside him.

This is Gadoll's weapon.

Presumably it was the previous shock that brought it to this position.

Now, he no longer has the strength to walk in the direction where the Destroyer fell.

At the same time, the screen monitored by the helmet fell into darkness.

The overwhelmed G3 broke.

All of a sudden, a heavy feeling spread from all over his body.

With a weight close to three hundred catties, he almost collapsed to the ground.

If it was normal and healthy, it might be possible to survive by gritting your teeth.

But now, even walking has become difficult for him.

Luther gritted his teeth, dragged his pace with difficulty, and walked staggeringly.

"...You came."

Gadoll, who was lying on the ground, said with difficulty.

The hollows on its chest and abdomen are full of traces that seem to be the extension of nerve tissue.

At this moment, the magic stone is still trying to repair its body.

For Gu Langji, this was not a fatal injury, but it was already impossible for him to move his body.

Blood gushed out from the top of the severed arm, and footprints emerged in the pool of blood.

The helmet was broken, and Luther, who exposed most of his face, was reflected in Gadolu's eyes.

He was silent and said nothing.

Luther held back his breath.

If he opened his mouth, he might even lose the strength to stand up at the end.

Seeing Luther revealing his single eye, Gadolu nodded.

At this moment, there is no need for words.

The idea in the other party's heart is already clear.

Even if they regard each other as friends, the reality of killing each other will not change.

As long as he is still Gulangji, he is still Linduo.

Not only the difference between the three views and the world view, but also the injury of one party being slaughtered, it is doomed that the two ethnic groups cannot face each other directly.

"Go ahead."

Gadoll slowly closed his eyes.

As a soldier, dying in battle is the best ending.

No gaffes.

As a warrior, Gadolu chose to accept his fate calmly and decently.

Resentment?

Once maybe some.

He still remembered the night when Souga, whom he considered friend and rival, betrayed them.

"Actually, I don't care..."

Gadoll murmured.

"I just hate, why didn't you kill me in a fair manner...as a warrior..."

He seemed to see the red-eyed young man squatting by the river again, eating the fruit in his hand with a blank expression.