"Ugh...... SO"
"Aki too. Woman's blood smells really bad. Zero. Zero."
Leatherlia pulled out a knife piercing Irene's chest, and Irene collapsed to the floor with Reede.
With the Irene blood on his face, Leatherlia, who only floats her face, turned her gaze to the fallen Irene as if staring at the garbage.
"Now, get back up there - oh, for once I'll stab you with a toddler"
When Leatherlia waved her hand gently to drive away even as if it were a fly, a disastrous spear of blood was produced over the falling Irene and Reede, whose tips were directed towards the heads of the Irene.
Irene could only stare at it in her bright red vision. I put my last force into my arms trying to push Reede's body away from here at least a little bit, using my whole body force to avoid hitting Reede.
"I don't want to use a woman's blood, and just die"
The spear fell as Leatherlia lowered her hand. At that moment a sharp spear tip approached to pierce Irene's head.
"Ho, it's the same… I (...) am the (...) wife (...) Leatherlia"
The ear tip of the spear of blood that touched Irene's head at the same time as that voice arrived shattered.
"Gert... Hart...?
I see the little shadow of Irene walking slowly from the end of the corridor to this one, and I call that name smaller as I spit blood.
And at the same time, Leatherlia distorted her expression and exclaimed.
"You are ahhhhhhhhhh!!
Leatherlia walks into the corridor only if Irene and the others are no longer in sight.
"Only you, I will kill you, I will kill you!! Raise your face before me, Miss Red Slave.
Chanting while pulling out only the bladeless pattern that the leather rear was wearing on his hips. The blood produced by Leatherlia's magic becomes a blade, transforming it into a disastrous long sword. At the same time, a blood helmet covering Leatherlia's head mimicking the devil.
"Aaaaaa!!
The golden cuts were raised, and Leatherlia walked the sword of blood to Gerthardt.
"Hmm... those wounds are bad"
But when Gerthardt avoided it just because he wasn't interested in the looming leather rear, he kept walking and headed to Irene.
"Die yeah!!
Sprinkling blood, Gerthardt bends his body with a red blade looming from behind and does not even point his gaze at the leather rear.
"Ooh!! Ignore me. Ahhhh!!
Many spears of blood were generated in front of Leatherlia with the scream and ejected into Gerthardt.
"She's still a tough woman."
If he avoided it, Gerthardt waved painfully for the first time knowing it could hit Irene or Reede.
"Out of the way - [Thirsty Beast (Arenum)]"
Irene felt the magic of a heat wave for a moment in her hazy consciousness.
The invisible heat waves emitted from Gerthardt were crushed into fine particles like sand the moment the spear of blood that was going to kill touched them.
"Hmm... the wound is deep, but fortunately the heart isn't scratched. Which... [Sunshine Grace (Shams Heel)]"
Gerthardt scratched his hand into Irene's chest wound. Irene felt the wound clogged with a soft, warm feeling as if she were in the sun.
"Aaaaaa!! Die!! Die!!
Many times the leather rear standing behind him wields the sword of blood towards Gerthardt, but just before he touches Gerthardt, the blade crushes. Each time it was a leather rear that regenerated the blade, but it had no effect at all.
"It's Irene. I just blocked the wound, and the blood that spilled won't return. Don't push it."
"You are!! Always that way!!
An exaggerated leather rear produced and hoisted a blade that was unparalleled earlier.
Irene got up and dragged Reede's body into the lift when she noticed a little force coming back into her body.
"Take this, Irene. Bye."
Just before the lift door closed, Gerthardt threw something at Irene. Leatherlia was about to wave down a giant blade in front of Irene, who took it by hand, and the door closed.
Along with the machine sound, the lift moves (...) down (...) and (...) and moves (...) and (...) yes (...) ku (...).
"Wait! Why down there!!
Irene naturally can't know how to use the lift, she just explores the area to the dark clouds and manages to stop the lift.
But the lift went underground, back-to-back with Irene's will.
"Um..."
"It is. I'm not lost."
"No, that's good... no, it's not good either... why (...) me (...) and the others (...) go to (...) the ground (...) below (...) and (...) towards (...) or (...) and (...) yes (...) ru (...) at (...) su (...) or (...)?"
He called out to Euguebel's back, where Sheath took the lead as he walked down a loose passage. The conversation between the two echoes and sounds on the metallic walls of that passage.
"Because that's the destination. The central control room has gone nowhere.
"Why is that? It was Mr. Egelbel's purpose to go there and stop the demons from fully activating this place, wasn't it?
"Whether they get there or die... the temple starts completely... well, either is fine with me"
"Huh? That's a different story then. I'm with my master."
"... even if we stop him from starting completely... if he wakes up, it's all over in the end. So before that happens...... end it"
The passage ended and there was a huge space ahead. The atmosphere there was completely different from the iron ruins that Cece and the others had ever walked through. sacrificial ground, that's the right name, Cece thought
In that space, which is wide and dark, the same grooves that were around the underground lake run like circuits, with light converging into the center of this space.
The center of the space was just there with the floors creeping in and the water accumulating. There was an island in the middle of that place, which was like a pool, with chairs and altars like thrones.
"Is this...?
"... look"
The tip that Eggbell points to. Someone sat on the throne if you look good.
"That's..."
As Cece saw it, it looked like a corpse dried up in Karakara. Would it be a woman to see where long dark hair remains?
"That's... [Dark Vortex Aldobeg]"
"You look dead"
"You're in a state of provisional death, to be exact. This temple was built to bring it back to life. Bad place."
"Place?"
"Yes... well... what's wrong"
Eggbell stared at the throne with no expression. But Eugübel looked back to the aisle he had just come through, realizing what it was.
"... hmm? Here we go again. I thought they were all going up there."
"What's up?
Cece looked in the same direction strangely, but as far as I can tell, nobody.
"No, near the lift drop... there's a fight going on. Well I ignored it because I didn't care...... one more person"
"Huh! Is it the Demon Clan!?
"... from the sound... uh, maybe this isn't your buddy's woman? Is it the Demons who are fighting it? So one woman seems to be injured is down. You're one of them, too, to guess from what you told me. Ah, that's not good. Quite a disadvantage. Your people could be dead."
Seeing Eggbell speaking as if he was seeing, Cece put her strength into her legs - it must be Reede or Irene.
Cece's expression and atmosphere changed. Until earlier, he was like a puppy just following Eggbell, but in an instant the signs disappeared.
"Are you going?
"Yes."
"Ugh, then beat me up without my full skin. Stay here. You can't do anything."
"Yes. Okay, I'll be there"
"Ooh, like when you (...) Ri (...) Over (...) Gi (...) Ru (...)"
"Yes!"
At the same time as the sound of kicking the floor, Sheath disappeared.
"... well... what's wrong... hey, I (...) am (...) my friend (...)"
To the voice of Eggbell staring at the corpse of the throne, but there was no one to answer.