Chapter 93 - The Rescue 1

"Brother Frz?" Sola was taken aback by Blu's comment, as well as by the fact that Blu's soul weapon was a Twin battle-ax.

"Of course, yes." "No one lives if they harm my family," Frz stated, activating his fighting form in its entirety.

His hair grows longer and whitens. The color of his skin then changed to black.

The difference was the gold tattoos that were covering Frz's torso.

"You have a lot in common with you, Brother Zar," Lexus remarked quietly.

But when Frz heard that, he turned to Lexus and smiled as he glanced into his eyes for a second.

For the first time, Frz summons his soul weapon. He vanished with a long dagger and a long sword.

Sola was taken aback. He had never before seen his stepfather's soul weapon. His stepfather's white crane was even supposed to be his father's soul weapon.

"So Francis is also a soul weapon?" why he never revealed it before" Sola was off on his own.

He soon realized he was the only one left outside the enemy base.

***

Michael charges into the enemy's base.

He was aware of the mana that Sanbir was exuding.

He recalls Sanbir as someone who was always getting into fights. He did, however, have excellent emotional control.

Being a halfling demon has advantages and disadvantages. It made Sanbir strong in terms of pure fighting power.

The disadvantages are that Sanbir can quickly lose control of his emotions, and because he cannot tell who is an ally and who is an enemy, he will fight anybody in sight.

"Why the hell did you lose control, Sanbir?" "There's no one significant to you here," Michael pointed out.

But it wasn't until he said it than he realized. Perhaps Sanbir's loss of control was caused by Elison, his younger sibling.

"This is dumb." Even I ignored him and fought with him for years. "He still thought of me as a buddy," Michael explained.

"F*ck! Why was I so stupid? I hadn't realized it." Michael chastises himself.

"Intruder!" One of his adversaries spotted him.

Michael pulls out his broad sword. He transforms into his combat form.

Even if you despise appearing cute. He must activate it to maximize his fighting ability.

Heads were flying through the air.

"I haven't fought this hard in a long time." Being assigned to me at the office is tedious." According to Michael.

Suddenly, a 4-foot-tall minotaur blocks the path.

"Oh, look, a nice little bunny has attacked our base." "How adorable." With a twisted expression on his face, the black minotaur muttered.

"What a cute little bunny?" Michael inquired, a smile on his face.

If others are aware of Michael's personality. The more Michael smiled while fighting, the more enraged he got.

It's a shame the adversary didn't realize what he said incited Michael's anger towards him.

Michael draws his sword and swings it at the Black Minor.

Bang!

"It's so hefty!" Michael's attack on the black minotaur was so heavy that he was pushed back.

Michael was dissatisfied with his attack because it had been thwarted.

"I need more sparing training from my father." It was fortunate that I had the opportunity to train with Brother Sola. But Father is the kind of sparring partner who makes you doubt your life." According to Michael.

The Black Minotaur was pondering how to get this adorable bunny into his trap.

He couldn't believe it when he saw his ax float in the air with his booth arms still gripping it.

"Ah! "What did you do?" The Black Minotaur inquired, his face befuddled.

"Dumb Cow, you know I'm a cute little bunny." Keep in mind that our specialization is speed. "You're too sluggish to combat me," Michael remarked.

The Black Minotaur can't believe he saw his body without looking ahead. As his head slumped to the ground, his mind was filled with questions.

"I was so fast, I didn't notice the attack," said the black minotaur as he died.

"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!"

"There appears to be an infinite number. It does help me, and that environment is amazing." Michael can help complain as he tries to find Sanbir.

***

"It's a good thing Francis isn't here. He'll go on a rampage. "I'm not sure why more of Father's sons are good fighters," Sola remarked.

As he walks inside, he notices that it feels like he's in a park.

"Are they serious about going on a killing spree?" Sola chuckled to himself.

"Are they so mean that they won't leave some for me?" Sola said in a distinct tone of voice.

"Sola "I'd like to, it's my turn," Sola thought to himself.

"Asul, take a deep breath; we have to do this together." It will be unjust if you enjoy it alone?" Sola said.

"But I want to see my father, and I want to fight him." "I know he misses me," Asul explained.

"Of course," Sola replied with a smile.

"Yeah, it's a lot of fun." Can you eat them?" Asul inquired.

"Depends on whether you need to get Father permission first," Sola explained.

"Deal, Father misses me and adores me." "He'll let me," Asul said.