Thirty seconds later, the barrier transformed by the "Shield of Achilles" shattered to the ground under the impact of dozens of "resurrected" flesh pieces.

Layers of ripples bloomed towards the surroundings, turning all the weird pieces of meat that they touched into a ground of minced meat.

This is the last gift from "The World in the Eyes of the Gods".

"Sousuke, what are you waiting for..."

At the edge of the forest, Erqian Ryoma, who had been "holding his head and squatting on the ground", secretly turned his head and seemed to have found something.

Following his terrified gaze, at the edge of the barren land covered with minced meat and mucous membranes, several tentacles were striving to extend up towards the body of a middle-aged man who was lying there, unable to move, and silently moved his body. The decent suit is swallowed up, and the last remaining bright Mediterranean Sea is about to be drowned...

Two years ago, Ryoma got up and pointed to a reflective object at Sosuke Araki's feet and on the edge of the flesh and blood zone, and let out a bleak roar: "If you don't do anything, the vice president of the Soul Eliminator Association will be in front of you and become that Guy's excrement!"

"Instead of worrying about others, you should worry about yourself. When these things are reorganized, we will be finished!"

Niya frowned, and in strange Japanese, she shouted loudly at the figure in the distance who had been stunned on the edge of the grass for more than ten seconds, not knowing what she was waiting for, "You bastard, why are you still standing there? Are all of you men such cowards with weak waists at the critical moment?!!!"

"Don't rush, right away... it'll be fine right away, I already feel it..."

Sousuke Araki, who stood with his hands behind his back and his brows together, didn't have time to hear the roars of the two.

As if something was brewing, he slowly walked towards the "giant squid" in front of him.

"Uh, disgusting, sticky..."

As he stepped on, wisps of resentment pulled away from the mucous membranes, minced meat and unknown liquid covering the ground, and rushed towards his body.

The ground that was originally barren and dark red like blood scabs suddenly shrank inward like withered, revealing the dry and broken earth.

Even the flesh and blood that had already drowned Hiroshi Tsukata, as he approached, began to shrink inward, dried up, and turned into ashes.

The giant tower made of flesh and blood, with thousands of green compound eyes on its body, seemed to sense a huge threat, staring at the blond man behind him.

"Hush...Tikely...Tikely..."

It seemed to be very angry that the site was "occupied", and the monster evolved several huge mouths and roared frantically.

It's a pity that this intensive "wink" that can make all creatures go mad in an instant was thrown to a man who didn't know how to appreciate it.

At the same time, several naked men who were originally "preying" in the outer forest also appeared from the dense vegetation and surrounded him.

"Hey, is it this disgusting guy again?"

Seeing the men with tentacles wriggling on their heads, approaching him happily and distortedly, Sousuke Araki couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his mouth.

"Do you still want me to eat 'fat sausage octopus sashimi'... Sorry, **** fighter, you won't be defeated twice by the same trick!"

"puff."

Facing the several men who were attacking in front of him, his eyes were slightly condensed, his toes were on the ground, his waist was lowered, his hips were twisted, his left hand was up and his right hand was down and folded at his waist. Several men in the rush pushed away, turning fists into palms.

The gust of wind fluttered with the strength of the fist, and a mass of indescribable domineering that seemed to kill everything, leaked from the side of Araki Sosuke's palm that was gradually spreading.

Secret skill, UtralAra-KorosuHadoken.

...

"My head hurts... Coach, did I win the diving competition? 』

Amidst the chaotic thoughts and terrifying whispers, Hiroshi Changda lost his awareness of the tentacles covering his body and the rough insertion, and struggled to open his eyes again under the blurred moonlight.

"No, I don't know how to dive at all... Calm down, Changda player... Bah... I was caught by that ghost..."

Not far away, a familiar-looking blond man in a wrinkled Brazilian suit, BAPE trousers, with his back turned to him, stood proudly in the night wind with his hands behind his back.

No matter how hard he squeezed his throat, he couldn't even pronounce the word "broken throat".

"You are……"

Not far in front of the man, there were several men with their heads wrapped in pieces of meat, shaking their crotch in an indescribable existence, and rushing towards him.

"Be careful. 』

In the face of these hideous ghosts, I saw the man slumped and turned sideways across the distance, clasped his hands around his waist, and assumed a familiar posture of Hiroshi Changtian.

Immediately, the man's folded hands suddenly waved out, hitting him with a violent airflow...

Air.

"What is he doing... is he struggling for nothing? 』

Seeing the several ghosts approaching unscathed and at high speed, Hiroshi Changda, who was powerless to move, showed a look of despair.

Even he can't resist the terrifying erosion of consciousness of these ghosts, and this person should have become unconscious and helpless because of this.

In the air, a slightly colored, condensed air mass was pushed out from between the man's hands and slowly moved forward.

"hiss……"

Sprinting to the front, hitting the air mass pushed out by the blond man, the "men" suddenly stopped and fell forward weakly...

"Hs...hs..."

A handful of black flames rose silently on the flesh that enveloped their heads, and those tentacles, mouthparts, and eyeballs burned to ashes in convulsions, revealing the men's sleeping faces with joy in pain.

Looking carefully, there was a faint red like blood in the black flame.

At this moment, they were still half a meter away from the unfathomable blond man standing behind his back.

What kind of sharp exorcism is this...

Who is this man ~lightnovelpub.net~?

Looking at the man who was understatement and removed the terrifying ghost from the air, smelling the familiar smell in his nasal cavity, Hiroshi Hiroshi's vague consciousness seemed to have grasped something faintly.

"The appearance of that move is relatively simple and unpretentious, and it is not suitable for demonstration in a confined space. It is barely a technique of the actual combat school..."

Yesterday, in the interview room, a man's unconvincing introduction and the biochemical behavior that caused the entire room to be blocked and abandoned gradually overlapped with the scene in front of him.

What are you thinking about, if it is that bed bug, against such a powerful ghost, I am afraid there is no way to fight back...

I just hope that guy runs away and doesn't become one of those fruit men with tentacle hoods.

Just when Hiroshi Changtian threw his thoughts out of his mind, the blond man not far away turned towards him.

"Araki... Sousuke? ! 』