I Became the Wrong Race

90 – Cannibalism (11)

“Is that your choice?”

Getting closer one step at a time. I only noticed it now, but Selma was barefoot.

The pure white feet trampled on the corpse on the floor like it was nothing but trash and pushed their owner forward.

Without any fear or hesitation. I was able to get a glimpse of that strength in her confidence.

I glared at the woman who would become my enemy.

Blue-grey eyes, high ponytails, a fluttering tail, and ears that prick.

Even her well-toned body her and hidden muscles under the clothes her.

Selma had outstanding physical abilities.

She will excel.

Although only one sum was exchanged, that was certain. I vividly remember my first kick her her, kicking her in the face her.

I didn’t feel like I was kicked. A dagger was stuck in her ankle. It was clearly proof that she was superior to me in agility.

But what about strength?

When it comes to strength, I have the upper hand. It is rare to find someone stronger than me.

So, if you want to fight an advantageous fight, you must fight with your strengths.

The regenerative power will be similar, and Selma will have the advantage in reflex speed.

The aspect of the fight…

“Really, is this your choice?”

Selma dared to ask. Even though she didn’t say it out loud, she knew.

That was mercy.

“Once you make a choice, you can’t turn it back…”

Selma stopped talking, and her eyes met mine.

“You’ve already decided?”

That was the end of the conversation. I missed Selma’s movement for a moment.

It felt like she had disappeared from sight. In an instant, a new, pure white model approach.

I only noticed the trick right after. He lowered his posture. By using her knees, which are capable of the most rapid movement among the human bodies but show minimal signs of movement, she lowered her posture and narrowed the distance between her.

So it looks like it’s disappearing. It’s natural since Selma’s agility her is higher than mine.

I can’t avoid it. My reflexes aren’t as fast as Selma’s. The choice is the second best.

The moment when a sharp pain spreads across the crossed arms.

Kwaa aa!

My body broke through the wall of the lab and bounced out.

Above the feeling of floating that came immediately, there was a faint weight and a good smell.

Every cell. Selma, on top, lifted her leg and brought it down like a guillotine.

Suddenly, the world falls apart with a sound that resonates deep in the bones.

The gaze suddenly falls closer to the ground.

The Quaguaga River!

The ground pats my back. Blood spurted out of my mouth, but I swallowed it without hesitation and turned over.

I love you!

What was waiting for me when I woke up like that was a knee straight out aiming for my head.

The inner skin of the torn leather pants was already full of the snow leopard’s unique patterns.

Partial transformation. The moment I notice, blood pours out of my neck.

When did you get cut? How?

Only after standing tall and glaring at Selma did I know the correct answer.

What had clearly been a knee kick had suddenly changed into an outstretched kick. I grabbed my neck as I watched him lift his leg and stand straight.

Playback didn’t take long. Perhaps it was shallower than expected, but the regenerative power did not decrease.

However, it was a situation where I could have died if I had messed up.

If only there was armor.

As I clicked my tongue and took a stance, a muttering sound rang out around me.

“… Fuck.”

There were lots of people around.

The sudden commotion in the already chaotic city was attracting people.

It wasn’t good. Since Selma was presumed to have the power to plunder life force, the fewer people there were, the better.

But there was nothing we could do in this situation. If you even yell at them to run away, Selma will take advantage and jump in.

I couldn’t miss the tension. I glared at Selma and analyzed why she attacked her was able to surpass my knowledge.

The reason was simple. Jumping power.

This is the outstanding jumping ability unique to snow leopards. Selma, like Isla, is a snow leopard shapeshifter, and they all have excellent jumping abilities.

If you kill the presence and suddenly use a leap to close the distance, it will literally look like you are teleporting.

Even that is something I can barely react to because I am a homunculus, and I usually can’t react.

It even had regenerative power equal to mine.

Selma smiles and captures the aftermath of her fist that I reflexively extended.

She pulled out her loose tooth, knocked it off, and showed off her fully grown tooth.

The regenerative power is equal. It is mother’s grace.

This side has the advantage of strength. But in terms of agility, that side has the upper hand.

The same goes for leaping ability. Unlike here, where it only happens once every 6 seconds, Selma’s leap is enormous.

There is a clear difference in mobility. Escape is impossible.

If only there was a weapon.

“What are you thinking?”

At that time, Selma took off again, breaking the strings of my thoughts.

Selma, which I had leapt without leaving a single footprint or sound, was already within a stone’s throw of me. The swing is with the right leg of her.

Before I knew it, the elastic legs of a snow leopard were cutting through the air, beyond the torn and fluttering leather pants. The sound of the sound makes her hair stand on end.

I barely avoided it. I barely avoided it by following her and lowering her posture by taking out her knees.

But there is no back. Selma immediately retracts her swinging leg, changes her leg, and kicks up.

When I saw that leg, I forcibly lifted it and crushed it.

It was all or nothing.

[Explosive leap]

Oh my gosh!

Fortunately, my gamble paid off. Selma’s legs exploded beneath my feet, and the new model hit the ground and bounced up.

The explosive leap, which was only a means of movement in the game, had room for application as a means of attack.

The principle is that it literally accelerates my body explosively, so I was able to apply it to kicking.

It was a technique I recognized after watching Selma.

Although it only happens once every 6 seconds, its power is certain. Selma bounced twice on the floor and then flipped her body in the air and landed. It stops with a clattering sound.

Only then did the people disperse, and Selma lowered her posture with her seductive smile and she accelerated.

A trail that spreads white. I tried to swing my fist at her, anticipating the trajectory.

“aah!”

It wasn’t Selma that was flying towards my fist. When I heard the scream, I released my fist and grabbed her.

It’s a person. Selma leapt and she threw the person down. The moment she receives it, she becomes empty.

I was hit. At the moment of realization, a leg rushes through, splitting the face of an ordinary woman.

What was once a human head breaks apart like a watermelon. The moment her eyes met her, there was no fear in her her pupils her her her eyes her.

The lens is crushed, and I see feet pointing towards my head.

It is the foot of an animal. Legs with meatballs and claws.

The moment it hits the reflexively raised arm, the arm bends with a creaking sound.

Bang!

I rolled on the floor covered in the blood of a life I did not kill.

There was no time to think about what happened to me. Selma approached quickly and swung her legs.

A barrage of kicks that rise, scream, and fall in succession from bottom to top, forward, and top to bottom.

I clenched my fists and swung them as I watched the dizzying tangle of trajectories.

Parrying is activated even if the weapon is not held. Because I have fighting skills.

I gritted my teeth and used my best fighting skills to throw away the kick.

But why?

While trembling with the sound of exploding in the air, the speed of the kick gradually increases.

I couldn’t take my eyes off the people who were already dead and lying around.

The blood was warm.

It was cool again. A tingling feeling runs down my spine.

Breathing becomes rough. My head hardens.

Why am I like this?

Why me…

“Are you looking away?”

Before he knew it, his arm was grabbed. I was shocked and tried to pull his arm away, but his knee his rose faster than I could.

Wow!

A very short-distance jumping knee kick performed by holding both arms and jumping on the knees.

The snow leopard’s folded knee hits its chin, shaking its brain.

The hemoptysis and nauseousness that seethed from within at the moment make your stomach tremble, and your shaken brain gives you a feeling of exhaustion.

[Repeated memorial]

[Time remaining: 151 seconds]

Mourning pulls me back to reality.

At the same time, something like a dark impulse rears its head.

Wow… !

I gritted my teeth to not let my impulses control me.

“Oh my.”

He grabbed the wrist that was holding my wrist in reverse and swings it with as much force.

Bang!

He swings Selma and slams her into the ground. But it doesn’t just happen once. We need to cut as much as possible now.

I swung with my waist in the opposite direction.

Bang, bang!

Blood splatters, and Selma’s crushed arm is torn off.

But there is one arm left.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!

Swing it towards the ground, swing it towards the building, stick it in the ground and run and grind it.

It was the moment when the road turned upside down.

The feeling in my hand disappeared and a sense of liberation came.

When I turn my head, what I see are five fingers bouncing into the air.

It’s my finger.

As I twist my head more, I see Selma.

A snow leopard flipping over in the air and landing, holding two axes in its hands.

[Repeated memorial]

[Time remaining: 207 seconds]

My breathing became heavy, and I ran, trying to control my boiling impulses.

My bleeding hands felt good. Even the feel of the swinging fist and the ax colliding.

*

“Ha, ha, hoo…”

Isla ran.

Even after two people fell through the wall of the lab, she continued to run.

The underground city was large. It was natural, as it was a place filled with criminal organizations, assassin groups, bounty hunters, and warlocks that were once famous in the Old Continent.

The space that was lacking was expanded, and the space that was distorted by the expansion was adjusted to increase the space further.

As a result, it was bigger than most cities. It reminded me of the tribal alliance banquet I saw when I was young.

But it wasn’t difficult to find the two.

They left a path.

A path of blood, destruction, pain and screams. Isla chewed her lips as her eyes scanned the traces left here and there.

Screams rang out from everywhere.

There was a man who died after being crushed by a collapsed building, and there were many corpses with their heads cut off by something sharp.

The scars are too accurate to be said to have been involved. Isla thought of her sister

She was good at using swords, spears, axes, bows, catapults, crossbows, pistols, and rifles.

What she used especially well were her two hatchets.

‘I didn’t want it to be like this.’

Isla secretly hoped for something like that.

In the end, Selma gives up after not being able to defeat Llewelyn.

Being together just like Lorian is.

Of course, it could be the result of increasing her number of romantic partners, but deep down she was hoping for a future with her younger brother her.

She never wanted it to be like this.

“Rather…”

It would have been better if I had decided.

If only I had eaten it.

Or, if I had been eaten.

Even though she regretted it, she found out what she had to do.

I could see the body of the already dead Wolpae.

He was a man wearing a catapult to throw the countless stones in this underground city, and Isla picked up the catapult.

There was no crossbow. She didn’t bring it because it was cumbersome to carry.

This was the best weapon she could use.

So Isla went forward without hesitation. She picked up some rocks, put them in the catapult, and jumped from roof to roof.

The transformed legs her pushed her her body her her her.

To a place where the noise of fierce battles is still in full swing.

Selma was the best hunter Isla knew, and if she gained new powers, it would definitely be a tough fight.

Because she’ll definitely need her own help.

However, the sight that greeted her when she arrived was different from what she expected.

“… Llewelyn?”

With a loud roar, Selma is pushed away with her arm cut off. Selma was smiling brightly, but her whole body was covered in blood, broken bones, and flesh.

Llewellyn chases after Selma. She ignores defense and lunges at her head first. It’s a mistake. But what happened next exceeded expectations.

Kwasik!

She catches the swinging ax with her elbow. Her arm her broke and trembled, but Llewelyn swung her arm her as it was about to break and hit Selma on the head her her her.

Selma is being pushed away as her body tilts, and Llewelyn is running towards Selma. Selma seemed to stumble, but she stretched out her legs.

Jijijijijijijik!

The snow leopard’s outstretched legs broke Llewelyn’s strong bones and muscles her, crushing her lower jaw her her her her.

Just as her crushed lower jaw she fell, Llewelyn picked it up and swung it.

An unexpected sight flashed through my wide-open blue-grey eyes.

Llewellyn swings her lower jaw and strikes the top of Selma’s head her, and Selma rips off the skin of her head with Llewelyn’s lower jaw her her, causing her to bleed.

Selma’s fist points, her ax swings.

The swinging leg her pierces her stomach her and digs into her flesh her her her.

More than that, Llewelyn’s fists and legs her, her knees her and hands her her, tear at Selma’s flesh her and skin her her. The scattered blood pools on the floor.

Isla was too hasty to step forward.

Two monsters were fighting.

The two monsters were entangled and tearing each other apart amidst the sound of laughter that seemed to be truly joyful.

‘You have to stop it.’

Isla, seeing that scene, instinctively thought of such a thought.

Because she felt as if Llewelyn was going to a place from which she could no longer return.

And Isla’s thoughts she were correct

Because that was Selma’s goal.

Consecrating her vessel her with her mother’s her favor her her her and with her her own blood her her her, she willingly became the tribute to her her.

To completely erase Llewelyn’s spirit like that.

When she couldn’t eat Isla or be eaten, it was her best choice.

Even if he won and was eaten, that was enough.

Either way, she can complete her plan.

Isn’t it truly the ‘best vessel’ that has appeared for the first time in thousands of years?

So Selma acted sincerely.

He regenerated her severed arm, picked up the ax that had fallen on the floor, placed it in her hand, and swung it.

The target is the neck. If she gets hit by a homunculus or her mother, she will never be able to recover.

Llewellyn, who has lost her mind, cannot be stopped. Selma thought so.

She tried to shoot her catapult, thinking that even Isla couldn’t stop her.

However, something crossed the air faster than those two.

Wedge, kaang!

It was a dark red piece of metal that passed Isla and Selma.

The ax bounces off. The ax that had been pushed away was trembling lightly.

The metal objects that had pushed away the ax were gathering together. It wraps around Llewelyn and decorates her whole body.

That was something that shouldn’t be here now.

At the same time, it also meant the will of a certain being.

“Ah… !”

Selma laughed with joy at that.

She let out an exclamation, her body trembling with joy.

Because it was truly the birth of my mother’s favorite fighter.

“Great!”

Llewelyn was suddenly wearing dark red full-body armor.

Inside, gray eyes sparkled with life.