I Became the Wrong Race

135 – Golem (12)

Llewelyn’s heart was beating wildly.

The moment I looked at that golem, my heart, which had been quiet for a while, began to beat.

Only Llewelyn does not know, but her heart was faithfully replenishing the divinity it had lost.

By the time she came to her senses, divinity was spreading through her heart and throughout her body.

The power to manipulate reality, go against the flow, and bring down something bigger.

The power to control fate. It saw into Llewelyn’s brain.

Just as a person facing a crisis makes his heart beat violently in fear, and the blood supplied in this way awakens the brain.

Llewellyn’s brain also heated up to divinity and began to read fate. In that way, Llewellyn quickly read information about her that he would not have known otherwise.

Elise collapsed and died.

Even though he was a shapeshifter, he could not regenerate and died immediately. It’s a blow. Since the head is gone, unless you are a high-ranking shapeshifter, you have no choice but to die.

But does that prove that Elise’s level is low? No. It can’t be.

In other words, it proves that there is something behind that attack. The moment Llewellyn’s gaze met the golem’s inorganic crystal eyes, Llewelyn learned more things that she would not have known otherwise.

That blow.

That was an attack aimed at him.

It is an attack made keeping in mind that whoever opens the coffin is an ‘immortal’.

It knows Llewelyn’s weakness.

So, in order to kill Llewelyn with one blow, he aimed straight for the head.

Losing your head, losing your neck. I know very well that they are essentially the same. This is from someone who knows exactly what phenomenon kills Llewelyn.

As a result, Elise died.

Looking at the motionless corpse, Llewellyn recalled the image of a shapeshifter she had just met.

Although she said it was because of the abilities that’her father’gave her, she was a person who treated her well.

Although they shook their fists and tried to kill each other when they first met, that wasn’t the case after that.

Perhaps it was because her death was distant, but Llewelyn noticed that the fact that she had treated him kindly was more vivid than the fact that she had tried to kill him.

The taste of candy still lingered in my mouth. This is the candy that was said to be eaten when the enemy is about to descend.

The spicy taste made Llewelyn’s heart beat wildly.

[Mourning]

[Remaining duration: 60 seconds]

[Temporary stamina: 10]

That is mourning. The feeling of mourning the death of another person and honoring it.

It travels through every corner of Llewelyn’s veins and becomes a source of strength, shaving off her lifespan and making her vital.

Rolling her eyes at her accelerated cognitive abilities. Elimule and Golem reach the end of the field of vision.

The golem showed her clear hatred as she looked at Llewelyn, then raised her clenched fist.

Swing it The target is Elimul.

The moment Llewelyn’s eyes landed on Elimule, his divinity revealed another answer.

Information that I would not normally know flooded my mind.

The basis of this ability is command. I willingly accept death and willingly burn my life to serve.

It is the race for that and the ability for that.

The moment she realized it, a certain antipathy and nausea welled up inside Llewelyn.

It was disgusting.

“Ellimule!”

The moment you shout, your fist accelerates. Elimule didn’t see that. She turned her head because Llewell Lin called her name.

As Llewelyn faced Ellie Muhl looking at her, she knew that she was the only one.

“Run away!”

Then Elimule’s body moved. Suddenly, the accelerated body avoids the fist’s trajectory. Kwauk, even though it was just a passing glance, Elimule’s ear her was completely torn off.

“Ugh… ?!”

The golem looks at Elimule and Llewelyn, who are shaking on the floor in panic.

And Lorian accelerated, spraying blood-red mist behind the golem.

The decapitating sword drew a red trail, and the golem’s body spun around and engaged.

Oh my gosh!

A loud noise sounded as if the entire cave was about to collapse. Not once, but dozens of times, it constantly crashes even the moment Llewelyn sees it.

As if a machine is working in conjunction with another machine, they collide and fall over and over again with the sound of bees.

The blood-colored mark and the bronze-colored rush of violence met, sparks flew randomly, and one side of the dark cave burned brightly.

At that time, the sound of blood dripping, the sound of blood drops.

Lorian’s face is distorted beyond the red traces. Before she knew it, the bloody armor surrounding her body she was falling off in handfuls.

“Llewelyn—!”

Llewelyn moved reflexively at the words shouted.

The magic surrounding the ring spread.

Because of the hesitation that was present at the moment of Elimul and Elise’s death, as they blindly followed the order to run away.

The spreading magic envelopes Llewelyn, forming a clear shape on her cloak and the Gambison wrapped around her her her her her.

There was no sound or presence. As black armor suddenly appeared and surrounded her body, Llewelyn faced the golem as a black knight.

Kwaa aa aa!

A round space and an outstretched fist. She held onto her fist and moved her crystal eyes to look at Llewelyn.

There were no words. There was no time for her to speak out or share anything.

In the extremely brief confrontation, Golem made eye contact with Llewelyn and simply revealed her vivid hatred.

The divinity of Llewelyn whispered to him.

That and yours are the same. So eat it.

A shiver ran down Llewelyn’s spine. While even the sound was erased in the violent collision, two extremely clear whispers lingered in both Llewelyn’s ears.

Everyone was saying the same thing. Take my hand. It was consistent in being persistent and without hesitation.

If there is anything else, it is a change in the existence of ‘father’, who secretly acted as if he was light and Netel was darkness, and that he was hope and Netel was despair.

Now Llewelyn couldn’t tell which was her mother and which was her father her her her.

The difference is stickiness. One side tried to see into Llewellyn’s mind like a muddy swamp.

The moment he bit his teeth, Llewelyn’s body moved.

I kicked away the whispers that were flowing like a swamp, and ignored the sweet temptation whispering in my ear.

Llewelyn’s body rotated.

Her her her her two floating legs her her her, the anti-magic power that cuts through the infinite life of her her her Llewelyn her, rub against her her magic her her her and create a backlash , and with that backlash, she supports and swings her body.

What is being shown is dragon slaying. A close to orthodox strike performed with both legs.

Jkeaang, the golem’s body lightly floated away with a jarring metallic sound.

Flies away He intentionally threw her her body her her her away her her her. Power decreases. Llewelyn flew forward the moment she landed.

Lorian ran next to Llewelyn, but there was a significant difference in her speed.

The shiny black armor stretched out to look like a beam of light and collided with the golem.

She was the first to put her foot on the gas and throw out her elbow. Her thrust elbow her was blocked by the golem’s outstretched left hand her her her her.

Then the golem’s fist lashes out. Llewelyn did not see her fist, but she felt the moment it touched. With a bang, I felt the blood covering her armor and her split her.

Kwa-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-gag!

The holy blood on her armor was broken into fragments and rushed with the power of an iron man, which had the effect of exploding the armor. But her bronze body she wasn’t even scratched.

But she gets pushed away. In the moment that appeared, Lorian caught up and made armor with blood, filling her entire body.

With the breath I took in, the decapitating sword accelerated.

A sword strike from the bottom up. The moment the back of the golem’s hand pushes it away, the sword spins around and suppresses the hand with the hilt. The moment it was suppressed, Llewelyn jumped on her golem’s knee and kicked her in the chin.

Wow!

It works this time. A scabbard carved onto the bronze body. Tilting head.

But a golem is a golem. Not human. There is no way to stop shaking your head. The golem kicked her leg as her head she was thrown back, and there was nothing Llewelyn could do to stop it.

Kwaung, the ringing sound spreads through the body along the armor.

Due to mourning, the pain is reduced and all the things that should be called ‘debuffs’ are gone, but you can’t help the backlash or the pain itself that pushes and pushes your body.

Suddenly, Llewelyn’s body is pushed out with blood gushing from the mouth.

The moment she planted her legs on the ground, the golem spun around to avoid Lorian, who was swinging his sword at her, and threw away her legs.

This time, the target is Llewelyn. The moment she crossed her arms to block, her arms broke and her body flew.

‘Pierce the armor?’

There is no damage to the armor. As if to show off, it pierces the armor and shocks the inside.

No, no. Llewelyn flew away and saw her Elise, who had lost her head her her her. She holds on because she has armor, but without it, her body would have been pierced.

It was obvious that she was following as she flipped her body in the air and used her anti-magic power as a platform to come to a stop. With this she knows she is not dead.

So Llewelyn gritted her teeth and accelerated with her magic power.

She accelerates with the force generated by repulsing anti-magic and magical energy, and at that moment uses an explosive leap, rolling on her floor.

The degree of acceleration is proportional to strength, agility, and health. Llewelyn’s strength was already comparable to that of a giant, her agility was at an unprecedented level, and so was her health.

Even her troll could not compare to the strength of Llewelyn’s body her her her her, so her her her Llewelyn’s body her her accelerated.

Her Her Her muscles Her her Her push Her her Her body Her her Her with boiling strength, and her excellent reflexes Her she know the right time to accelerate.

A body harder than metal supports and maintains such acceleration. Acceleration through constant magic attribute added.

Llewelyn is a moment, but she has become a ray of light. The moment her black, shiny arrow rushed in, Llewelyn lifted up her legs and stretched them out.

Commonly referred to as a drop kick in wrestling.

A powerful attack with the entire body’s weight, as long as there is sufficient means of acceleration.

An attack that is also included in dragon slaying. Although it does not have a tail, it uses anti-magic power instead.

Even a dragon cannot block this blow.

Llewelyn rushed in, intent on kicking her her golem her her her.

Gooooo!

Her eyes widened as her outstretched legs appeared in her confidence.

She didn’t move a thing. If it was such a powerful blow, she would be pushed back even if she blocked it, and she would be swept away even if she dodged it.

For a moment, Llewelyn was floating in the air.

Thanks to her cognitive abilities accelerated to the limit, Llewelyn was able to see the golem.

The golem turned her palm over to catch her her Llewelyn’s her foot her her her, crossing her arms her her and glaring at her her her her Llewelyn with emotionless crystal eyes.

It revealed her vivid disappointment.

‘Barely… ‘This much?’

I hear a voice that cannot be heard. The moment Llewellyn’s eyes widen.

Wedge, Llewelyn’s body flew through the air.

The grabbed ankle she is pushed down into the ground.

Bang!

The world shakes. The world flies towards Llewellyn and beats on it.

Feeling the acceleration again in the opposite direction, Llewelyn instinctively covered her head.

Kwakwang!

Blood gushes from her mouth, and her head feels as if it is being crushed by the pressure. I throw my leg out to get away, but I can’t reach it.

Gradually, the world was moving faster.

Because the golem holding Llewelyn’s ankle is moving faster.

She felt that the sound of the crash was muffled in her ears, and that the sound of the crash she heard once was mixed with the sound of the crash heard right after.

The cave is shaken, and in a chain of violence and collisions, Llewellyn’s forehead is torn, her eyes burst, and pieces of crushed internal organs gush out of her mouth.

What happens is simple. She’s just grabbing her ankles and throwing her around.

Even the sound of Lorian shouting cannot be heard due to the burst eardrum of her, but her violence stops due to the attack made by Lorian.

Wow!

Her golem her swung a 2m-long mace as a counterattack, hitting Lorian’s side her her her.

Sigh!

Finally, Llewellyn’s ankle broke because it couldn’t withstand the shock.

Her broken ankle her her fell off and Llewelyn’s body her her flew away, tangled with Lorian’s her her her.

Crumbling, the floor splits and Lorian and Llewellyn tangle together.

Lorian collapsed, drenched in blood, and Llewelyn trembled and vomited out her internal organs.

Seeing the misery, the golem threw away the ankle she was holding in her hand and said.

“You have failed, ███.”

She looked very disappointed.