欧美亚洲另类肥臀

This chapter is a continuation from Chapter 250, so go read it if you haven’t already done so.

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When Rudra was about to utter his victory phrase, he stopped dead in his tracks.

The explosion of the grenade paused in mid-air.

Time seemed to have stopped within the translucent sphere formed by the bandage. The shining bandage that has many mysterious patterns engraved on it.

Such an incredible sight stunned him for a moment.

“—-!”

Then came the counterattack.

A bandage come out of nowhere and wraps around his limbs. No matter how hard he tried to pull it, it didn’t budge, its strength was surprisingly strong.

“……”

Rudra was bound and lifted into the air.

“Excellent, Tarshepite.”

Chario said, holding her hand over the sphere.

“I ‘stop’ it as quickly as I could, but what is that thing, Chario?”

Tarshepite asked, to which she replied, “It’s a subhuman’s explosive magic stone.”

“Hoho. So, he snuck into our main camp all by himself to rescue his friend? You may be a small boy, but you’re a brave warrior. And quite skilled, too.”

Tiriel grabs her neck with a pale face, and Ferris stands up, dusting off her clothes. Seeing them, Tarshepite laughed with glee.

“Chario, I want you to turn that into magic stone. Quite a good timing, let’s use it to blow up the gate”

“Huff—!”

As Chario exerted her force, the sphere containing the grenade shrank and crystallized, falling into her hand.

She catches it and then throws it, Tarshepite then embeds it in the gate like the other magic stones.

Papameyan stroke his masked chin and looked into Rudra’s face.

“Hm…… good job, even though you are subhuman, but soon there will be a flood of subhuman armies here. We can’t afford to take this soldier boy a prisoner —- kill him.”

“Aight.”

The bandage was about to rip Rudra’s body apart, but then.

The figure of Yakumo appeared at the edge of Tarshepite’s vision.

Yakumo stood alone, staring at the wall. A plain wall, that is.

“—-?”

Tarshepait followed his gaze when he felt a creeping touch on the nape of his neck.

That’s when his eyes met Chario’s.

Instantly, the wall exploded and shattered behind her.

Along with the scattered debris, a huge shadow leaped out with frightening speed.

“Butche–!!!!”

Tarshepite’s warning was too late for Chario.

“–kaa……!”

Butcher hit Chario with a shoulder charge and rushes forward. Approaching the Highland Zephyr.

While running, Butcher grabbed the bandages that were stretched all over the place, and then he swung them around with his tremendous arm strength.

“Wait, hey…… ooooh —-!?”

Suddenly, Tarshepite was pulled so hard that he lost his balance. He was swung around in circles.

He was slammed repeatedly into walls and the street, and finally, he was knocked into a building through the glass window.

In the process, Rudra’s restraints were released and he regained his freedom.

Fog gathers around the rampaging butcher.

Nodens was waiting for an opportunity to kill him by surprise when his fog body was mixed with the mysterious mist that gushed out of Butcher’s body.

“Ggh —-? …… this is!! guggggg !!!”

Nodens manifested, holding his throat tightly as if struggling to breathe. The Withering Miasma had forced him out of the mist.

The vampire fell to his knees on the spot, unable to move.

“I am here! Gevaudan!!!”

Papameyan drew his sword and shouted the butcher’s name.

In response, Gevaudan moves forward.

The giant with a paper bag on its head rushes forward, raising a cloud of dust and shaking the ground in its wake.

“……Paaaaaa……Paaaaaa……meeeeyaaaan!!”

Facing a force comparable to a landslide, Papameyan’s masked face twisted amusedly.

“–Ooou–!!”

Gevaudan pulled a butcher knife from his back.

He caught it head-on with Edelweiss.

The clash between the iron mass and the circle shield produced a thunderous roar.

Then, the butcher knife shattered with a resounding high-pitched clang.

The knife, which had originally suffered cracks from the intensive fire from the Despot, was unable to withstand the clash with Edelweiss.

“–Ku–!!”

Papameyan, however, was unable to withstand the ridiculous impact force created by Gevaudan’s full body clash, and his body was lifted off the ground.

Papameyan was blown away to the end of the street and buried in the debris.

The beast that kicks the Highland Zephyrs ass lets out a scream of triumph.

The sound was so loud that a thunderous roar echoed through the main gate block.

The beast, still basking in the afterglow of its victory, quickly turned its head to look for its next prey.

By then, Rudra had already taken the Yakumo and was running.

“Tarshepite! Don’t let him get away!

“I know!”

Tarshepite moved at Papameyan’s command, still buried in the rubble.

He sprang from the building and moved quickly, stretching and shrinking his bandages.

With lightning speed, he was in front of Rudra.

But Tarshepite suddenly caught in a violent flash of light.

“Guh —-“

The impact of the explosion sent him flying, and once again, Tarshepite ended up plunging into the glass of the building’s window.

“Rudra!! this way!!”

This time it was Abigail who fired it.

In her hand was a smoking grenade launcher.

Poof, poof, poof–.

The rotating magazine spun around, making a small sound.

Tarshepite crashed into a building, Chario was about to fly, Nordens now trying to get up, Papameyan crawling out from under the rubble, and lastly, perhaps because of her slippery hand from sweat, Gevaudan. They all were caught in the explosion, one after another.

-The fire ceased.

Arshella’s sharp spear tip had prick Abigail’s throat a little.

Natsuki clamped her mouth shut and fixed her gaze on Yakumo.

Ferris and the other girls now standing still, not knowing how to act.

Gevaudan stood up and extended his claws, glaring in all directions.

Papameyan, now facing him, cautiously assesses the situation and closing the distance.

In the center is Rudra that’s pulling Yakumo’s hand.

The three sides glared at each other, and the battle fell into a stalemate.