Reborn as the Hero’s Daughter! Time to Become the Hero Once More!

Cain rushed at me as I copied Lyells appearance. He no longer looked anything like a human. He had a long neck and limbs with growing horns. He even had more joints now.

This was probably the result of making an already fishy drug even worse so the user would adjust to the harsh conditions of the battlefield. Soldier morale would certainly crumble if aberrations like them attacked them in groups.

In the first place, the Lamech household made this drug to rebel against the royal family. The effect wasnt by any means mediocre.

GOAAAAAARRRRRRRRR!!!

He raised his arm high up and swung it down at me. The thickness of his arm and the sharpness of his nails held enough power to turn a human into minced meat with one blow.

I took a step towards him and blocked those nails. Polymorph allowed you to take on the form you knew well, but it didnt copy their Gifts.

My body was that of Lyell, but I didnt have the Toughness Gift. As such, my endurance was far inferior compared to Lyell. However, his body which underwent years and decades of pure training still easily stopped Cains attack.

Ohh, amazing

The one that raised that voice of admiration was none other than me. Of course, I stopped it because I believed that I could, but it ended up being far easier than I expected.

With this body, I could even stop the evolved Dens punch. But that was beside the point now. I first had to deal with this Cain remnant that was quite literally rampaging in front of me.

I twisted that arm that I stopped to break his posture, then swept his feet. Being thrust up with Lyells herculean strength, Cains body rotated horizontally and slammed to the ground head-on.

Then I drew my heel into his elbow to break his joint. Not only that, I even broke through the floor below, spreading cracks radially.

Cain didnt remain on the receiving end forever and screamed while squirming to take distance. Of course, his elbow was under my foot, so his movements were sealed. However, having lost his sense of pain, reason, and even human form, he wasnt concerned about it in the slightest.

Thus, he took distance while doing a roll. Naturally, his pinned arm would get in the way, so he tore that arm off during the roll. Moreover, it started to regenerate at terrific speed.

That regenerative power You bastard, you fully absorbed Trolls abilities, huh?

He used Fungus spores in the drug. But Fungus didnt have such regenerative powers. Thinking about the militaristic use, he probably added Troll ingredientsnamely blood and such, into it, to further increase the environmental adoption.

That regenerative power was just like that of a Troll. However, it seemed to have come with equal risks. Which was losing your sanity as he did. This regenerative power was certainly a menace. If an average soldier saw this monster, they would definitely turn tail and flee.

If Lamechs army that lost in numbers was to usurp the regal power, there would be no better power than this.

But the one that stood before Cain now was I, Reid, who had even defeated the Evil Dragon. Not to mention, in the body of Lyell, who had penetrated that Evil Dragons defenses.

(This chapter is provided to you by Re:Library)

(Please visit Re:Library to show the translators your appreciation and stop supporting the content thief!)

I wouldnt falter or despair against the enemy like this.

Cain was adapting to various damages, but Lyells strength should be able to overcome even those defenses. Much more when I was the one inside that body. I didnt have the Gift of Toughness, but looking at it differently, I still had the usual Gifts.

In other words, I could now use Thread Manipulation with Lyells body. The battle style the powerless me ingeniously developed could now be used with this blessed body. Even I couldnt imagine just how powerful an attack I could draw out with them combined.

Moreover, Cains tactics now were poor too. He probably planned to roll away from me to a safe distance, but that distance was instead my kill zone. I activated Enchant on my gauntlets, combining it with muscle fiber manipulation. I could feel Lyells already tough and peerless body growing even stronger.

Once Cain finished his regeneration, he lowered his posture to charge at me once again. I swung a thread sideways to lop off his neck. The thread gave a thundering sound that it normally shouldnt give when cutting through the wind.

At the same time, my body was also almost blown away by the gale that followed that thundering. I desperately braced my legs and remained in place. However, Cain who took the brunt of that power ended up in a worse situation.

His head that took the thread head-on blew up with a pop like a balloon. His right shoulder that it grazed also burst open, his torn arm flying in the air. Losing your head meant death as a lifeform. In other words, that attack robbed him of Trolls regenerative abilities.

If he was simply parasitized by Fungus, then it wouldnt be strange if it manipulated his corpse and attacked anyway, but as the drug was mixed with something else too, he shouldve been bound to the definition of a living thing.

Next, I just had to make it so he wouldnt maintain his life force as a Fungus, in other words, tear him to pieces, and it would be the end. I confirmed the battle had ended with Cains death, but the matter wasnt over with that.

The thread impact reached behind Cain too and pulverized the warehouse wall. Most of it scattered outside, but a part of it flew in, and one of them seemed to have hit Cloud on the head.

Ueh?

He woke up while raising that strange voice, but even I didnt remain unscathed. Being the starting origin of the attack that brought about that level of destruction, my scaffold couldnt endure it.

In the first place, cracks were already formed there when I crushed his elbow and it was on the verge of collapse. And thanks to the fact that I pushed my foot down to draw out the earlier attack, it easily gave way.

Ah, master Lye

Cloud seemed to be calling me, but I couldnt hear them to the end and fell down to the first floor along with the rubble.