Black Summoner

- Catacombs of the English Spirit - 8th Floor

"This is..."

Ten pillars protrude from the surface. Serge's movement was visibly blunted by the effect of the blue temple created by Aura.

"Mr. Serra, it's now!

A bloody nana emerges from a mountain of monsters screams. I can't believe I could dive my breath in a place like this, I almost scream and resign if it was before Death March, but I guess it had the effect of special training in hell made me semi-compulsory used to it by Selah. It looks magnificent, not even on the teeth, such as the crisp red ones. There was no Nana there who was always weak.

And there was something in Nana's hand gripped. It is a magical gem borrowed (filled) by Ya from Prisca, who was a black-style executive of the Bandits in the battle of the brave men of Nana Delamis when they first met Kelvin. The finest diamonds reinforced the Ice Temple of Nana (Frozen Temple), making it extraordinary in its power. Skin Nana's magic, and Serra moves again.

"Looks like you're in luck. You're gonna have to pack it up from here! Wake up, bathe in blood and the army of Yellow Springs (Hady's Bloods)!

The blood attached to Serge's surrounding floor becomes cubic, creating a deep red skeleton. Serra was bathing in the blood she was bringing in in this room when Serge's whereabouts were sent by Ange to liquefy the armies of Yellow Springs (Hady's Bloods) and to simulate them as monster blood pastes. If you touch these blood by mistake, it is a calculated measure that you can at least take away manoeuvre. Especially since the measures failed brilliantly, they went out directly in this way.

"" "Ooh, ooh!

It is ironic that the army of the deceased, in which the followers of the opposition are vegetated, will be attacked by Serge, the apostle of Elealis. Now he picks up the equipment of the late monsters and decides on a paranoid assault, like he died and believed in what he still believed. Some skeletons fall quickly, but you can't blame them because they're bad opponents.

(There's no way to attack with a sword, and does this guy know my 'blood stain'? That's what she knew, too, and, of course. And just being close doesn't purify me... which means I don't have Lyon's 'absolute purification'. Lucky for you to be careful, isn't it? Hmm, something's different)

Serra flies off to a battlefield crowded with brave men, remembering the inescapable feeling. Serge is exceptionally dull. But still, it had not led to the loss of the body temper that bathed in blood and dodged untouched the armies of Yellow Springs (Haydee's Bloods).

"Sinner Weight (Ferenie Crash)"

I haven't finished prefabricating yet. What Ya chanted, emerging from another mountain of monsters, was black magic that compressed only the subject with gravity. The subject is Serge - not Atlas on its back.

"Oh, heavy! Sister, heavy!

"Talking about weight to girls is strictly forbidden. You should repent with that weight."

Ya aimed at Atra from the idea that ordinary people are likely to work better than the strongest braves. It seemed to be its prospective surface, and Atra, who was only a heavy burden in battle, had even more meaning. Is it at least an indication of intent that it is "heavy" or "heavy" and that Atra's eyelids are moving piquely every time she decides on her mind?

"My pursuit will not stop. Army of Yellow Springs (Haydees Army)"

Ya posing as a characteristic comic strip activates black magic using carcasses from all over the room. The remains of the monsters who had hidden themselves rose in a zombie twitching motion, bathing in Serra's blood and joining the armies of Yellow Springs (Haydee's Bloods) to begin gathering to Serge. Continuing with Stra's demon bullet, it is a method of warfare caused by a number of violence. He started destroying only the army of Yellow Springs (Haydee's Army) because the boulder Serge could not be cut without it. In the midst of this, two people entered the mass of the deceased and headed to Serge.

"Direct from Lyon!

"Flying slaughter!

As hidden as Nana and Ya, the knife and the moment emitted was the empty jaw (Agate) taught by Lion. The range is short because we are still in the midst of meeting each other, but we can unleash a slash with each force in mind. If it is a knife, cut off the two slashes by the duplicity, and if it is a moment, cut off everything that is good for speed. From the blind spot that became the shadow of the swarmed deceased, slash each deceased.

"Are you the brave men of our time? No, I'm proud of the rumored junior."

Because Serge's power worked, the slaughter unleashed by Knife Ya flies in a direction that does not involve only the deceased. The slaughter of the moment went right, but Serge put it in sight and then dodged it at the critical point.

"Damn! I knew you couldn't...!?

"No! Well done!

Defenseless condition due to evasive behavior, Serra's fist pierced deep into the flank of such Serge. The squeaky, dull sound rang inside, and a muscle of blood dripped from Serge's mouth.

"Damn..."

"And... uh!

Serra swings through her alien fists with her full body of screams. A blow carried out in an upper-flavored manner launches Serge (+ Atra) to the ceiling, slamming it as it is. Ceilings that sink in the opposite direction. But immediately, Serge jumped out of there and back on the front - not into the exit of the room. It seemed to be tapped in the form of shelter for Atra, the exterior, which was pure white, was painted on earth and dust, and the clothes on her abdomen were torn whether she hooked it somewhere. White skin and painful wounds are swollen.

(Conveniently, well, there's nothing I can break just the blood spot I tapped into!

"I don't know... I don't get used to taking direct hits."

Serge is foolish as he moves through the spot where he hit him directly.

"Shit, I can get away with it!

The sword screams.

(But - you're gonna hit it)

"Simultaneous Attack, Begin"

On the ground, by Lion and Effil. In the air, Ange. Three of the fastest recipients of the Fengjin leg (Sonic Accelerate) solve the 'Hidden' state and launch an attack that is more manifold. Rough slaughter, bombardment, poisonous knife - some of them covering all 360 degrees of Serge, would have gone astray. Sometimes it would have gone crazy at hand and hurt itself. However, the unusual speed at which they are trivialized instantly makes corrections and continues to unleash attacks again. Eventually he began to strike Serge directly with one and the other, who was intercepting him with a holy sword of both hands. However, Atra is safe.

'It's unnatural to be intact with this on a boulder. I knew you were doing something to prevent direct damage to Sister Atra. Can't you do too much damage, it looks like Serge was preventing you over there.'

'Master, would you like to give me a hand?

'No, I can't afford that. Always strike with the power of the crucible that breaks the line.'

The shadow of Lion swells greatly. A pitch-black robe out of a pitch-black shadow. Kelvin shows up and looks up at Serge.

'Absolute Gospel' is a powerful skill. You can say it's too powerful. But not necessarily omnipotent. If it's truly all-powerful, you don't have to intercept Stra's Gatling cannon with your sword to avoid Serge from the side of the demon bullet. Serra's fist can't be hit, and all the deceased should be rendered impenetrable. Now that I think about it, some of Luca's knives go through the knife. I can't believe Ya's magic falls on Sister. "

(... I think they said something very rude right now)

Ya, this is still sharp.

'Guess from here is that Serge's luck is limited in the number of people he can deal with at once. We cannot afford to devote resources to all this number, and the amount of blurring has to be handled on its own. The most powerful of boulders doesn't seem to be able to handle this amount. "

Respond to Kelvin with one arm up, changing the nature and shape of the floor. Countless swords are generated.

"Hey, brave man. Come on, get serious, will you? Not to this extent, is it? I said taste it, but you're kidnapping a girl. I don't give a shit. If you spare me too much, you're gonna die?

A sword with the polishing of the earth (Grand Cleave) flew, shooting through the brave.