Mob MC 314.1

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Chapter 314.1. It's A Rir Doggy

The breath of darkness obliterated everything in a straight line. The floor had a smooth cross-section as if it had been hollowed out, and the walls seemed as if they had never existed from the beginning. 

The outer walls were also gone, the night sky stretched out, and the wind flowed in.

"Oh... Have you become stronger than before? Or is it because my power is weakening?"

"Both, I think!"

[Shield Bash]

The darkness vanished, and Freya emerged from within, holding up her shield and attempting to push Fenrir's snout to blow it away.

"Good decision! However!"

[Instant Shadow Flash]

Fenrir raised both front legs against the approaching shield. His front legs moved with such speed that they seemed to disappear, as he swung them down to cut Freyja.

"Ta-!"

Freya threw her shield towards Fenrir and directed her free hands toward his approaching front legs. 

With a spiral motion, she lightly touched her palm to the claws of darkness, shifting their trajectory. 

Freya dodged the claws that passed overhead and firmly attached her hands to Fenrir.

"Hah!"

[Double-Handed Energy Burst]

Energy spreads like ripples from the point of contact, causing the fur to stand on end. An intense shock ran through Fenrir's body, enough to reduce an ordinary monster to dust, and he staggered back.

Freya exhaled sharply as she saw that Fenrir had endured the attack, and she clenched both fists.

"Shhhiii!"

[Rush]

Her fists blurred, creating multiple dents in Fenrir's body as her lightning-fast punches landed. Fenrir staggered, his body bending in a zigzag shape, and then a graceful kick was delivered.

"Ugh!"

With a groan of agony, Fenrir's massive body was sent flying to the wall and collapsed.

"Wolf-san, Wolf-san, what is your enormous size for?"

Freya looked unimpressed, waving her hand provocatively.

"Yo, you were this strong?"

"I thought you were more used to real combat than that alcohol and knowledge-addicted old man. Did Wolf-san feel good about eating such a poor old man? No wonder I could easily beat you after swallowing that old man."

Freya agitates mercilessly. It seems she has switched to battle mode. Like Mii-chan, she's a war maiden with a personality change.

"If you have no other tricks but to make hands and refills. Please hang your head and wait for death."

"Wow. I'll show you my different side from here.

Fenrir rose to his feet, radiating his magic power as a dark aura.

"Wau Wau. I've accepted the call of Helheim and decided to protect the throne of Hlidskjalf as a pastime until Helheim opens the door to this world."

Fenrir chuckled, and his body shrank. His fur disappeared, replaced by blue armor, and his sharp claws and manly legs transformed into human arms and legs.

After the disappearance of the dark aura, a human stood in his place.

"Hmm, that appearance?"

Freya furrowed her brow slightly and asked Fenrir.

"Hehe. Surprised, are you? This is the incredible magic that nobody had ever thought of, the [Human Transformation Magic]! With this, you can turn into an eagle or a horse, but none of the gods could come up with the magic to transform into human form!"

"That's because they are all originally humanoid."

Ignoring Mii-chan's retort, Fenrir proudly puffed up her chest. Her hands were as small as autumn leaves, and her legs were thin and short. She had become about 140 centimeters tall as a human.

She tied her blue hair in a ponytail and had a combative, sharp look in her eyes. Small fangs peeked out from her mouth. Her wolf ears stood erect, and her tail had smoother fur than a fox's.

Her skin looked soft and smooth, devoid of any visible muscles. She breathed heavily, clenching her fists, preparing herself.

"I'm Fenrir, or rather, Rir of the Apocalypse! I've spent a long time thinking about what makes the ultimate body."

Rir began to explain in a high-pitched, cute voice like a puppy's.

"First, height! Being small means you can maneuver quickly! So, that's why I'm this height!"

Rir extended her small fist towards Freya. I see. She's specialized in agility.

"Being small means your power is concentrated, making it overwhelming!"

Rir approached Freya cautiously. Indeed, her magic power felt more concentrated, possibly due to her size.

"And when I punch someone, it feels so cute that it's almost guilty! That's why I concluded that this is the ultimate body! Finally, a cute ending to my sentences! It's perfect!"

Rir finished her speech with enthusiastic barking. The last part is incredibly cheesy, but maybe it's just my imagination.

"This is bad, young lady. This girl is stupid."

"She's a wolf, after all. Did you expect her to be a genius?"

Fenrir, now Rir, had transformed into an adorable little girl. I wish she'd show a bit more pride as Fenrir.

"Hey, Fenrir, are you really this foolish? Then I'll just defeat her quickly."

Thinking that Rir, now in her girl form, was weaker, Heimdall adopted a casual attitude and stood beside Freya.

"Well, I, Heimdall, the guardian of the Bifrost, will show you my power."

"Heh, don't underestimate me based on my appearance."

Rir flashed her fangs and sneered at Heimdall. Heimdall, on the other hand, looked down on Lil and assumed a defensive stance, despite having the [Clairvoyanve] ability, which he didn't seem to utilize.

"Heimdall Kick! Gyaaah!"

While Heimdall, a God, executed a kick, Rir hopped up, lightly placed her foot on his kicking leg, spun around, and slammed her kick into Heimdall's head. 

Heimdall sent flying with such force that it seemed his head was about to come off. He rolled on the floor with an amusing tumble and fell through the hole Fenrir had created with her breath earlier.

"What in the world... Heimdall is truly Heimdall, isn't he?"

"Anyway, this girl seems strong, right?"

Frigg-oneesan didn't seem to worry about Heimdall and said. It seemed we couldn't open the treasure room, probably due to Fenrir's barrier.

"Indeed. With both Freya and Frigg's combined strength, can we win?"

Pipipi, tried to analyze, but it was impossible to analyze Rir. That's proof that she's a God. Mii-chan was absolutely silent, and this was a bad sign.