Black Summoner

- - Central waters

As many as ten Royal Guards, each handling a different score, Stra was trying to manipulate all of that while watching the war and strike Tristan. But every time Tristan's riding Dimys Gillimot creates an ultrasound wall from his mouth, pushing the attack out of every Royal Guard for jamming action. We know that the effect range is maximum and extends to the entire area surrounding the Big Monster Bird, and even if all ten planes launched a total attack, the blade never reached Tristan.

If, on the other hand, Tristan's attacker, Golem of the Mirror, Tyrant Riggles, was successfully attacked, this one was attacking as well. Tyrantrigress's body was powerful, and not only his abilities, but his power was remarkable, but how many minutes he moved too slowly. Straw and the others ride in the Ice Dragon King Salafia, which has gone from maximum breath (brace) to a long time, where fatigue heals and even bottom-up by Azglad. Salafia in dragon form is about the same size as Dahak, and this one is pretty big as a dragon. Still, some of the aforementioned elements had not compromised any agility, and although no far-fetched attack could be made, the fist to be wielded was easily avoided.

"One by one, you will continue to be glued! What is the next hand of the wise Master Stra?

………

"Well, a long thought is an honor. Now let me set you up here!

Strange tense Tristan gets even higher when he sees Stra's silence. Whether playing on the board with each other is important in terms of hobbies or not, it seemed like they were enjoying this battle from the bottom of their minds, even without standing and behaving differently.

"Gillie, Tyrant Riggles! Show your wicked blood your true power!

Tyrant Ligres, who kept a uniform people-type, echoed the cuin and electronic sounds as Tristan responded to his exalted proclamation. Eventually, the mirror body breaks apart into pieces.

"Ahhh? You smashed it on your own!?

"Probably not. I split my body like a crotch."

"Your answer! This is a gift for the brilliantly correct Stra!

- Pattin.

Tristan squeaks his fingers deliberately. Following the signal, the dimiz-gilimot, which he refrains from beneath his feet, emits a different sound wave, and furthermore, a large group of mirrors flying into hundreds of parts swim around him.

"- Eh!"

Stra, who felt something in the sight, pulled his hands in a great hurry and retreated the Royal Guards, who were near Tristan. It is a group of Royal Guards following the Demonic Thread, but action was slightly delayed because two of the ten aircraft were particularly close to Tristan.

Emitted from the Great Monster Bird was a concentrated special ultrasound. Instead of spreading them, they increase their power by releasing them in limited directions, and they are randomly released into several lines. Flying ahead awaits an expanded mirror, colliding with a looming mass of ultrasound. The bumped mass of energy adds an additional element of hypertrophy and acceleration and is also reflected in an unexpected direction. And there are mirrors ahead of them, and to repeat, reflexes, reflexes - it was the Royal Guard who had escaped earlier that was unluckily overlapping the passage in the process.

It's like being pierced by an invisible big spear, your princess guardians who can wind holes in your torso. Wasn't the durability of the golem in your eyes? The attack easily collapses the armor and repeats the reflexes and enhancements. The inside of the mirror turned into a field of frighteningly powerful bullets flying, and at its center Tristan gracefully stood his hands wide open.

"What do you say? No one in our realm will ever be able to get in. Was this hand on your mind, Princess Stra?

………

Stra answers nothing. If you do, just give Azglad and Salafia a little ear punch.

"- It would be good. Ice King's Divine Spear (Farrenheit Odin)"

Following Stra's instructions, Salafia chants magic. A glowing breath of ice descends on the spear of Azglad, and spirals around the spear, but is wrapped around it. Fuse the power of the ice with the support of the Ice Dragon King on Azglad's spear that spits out the dragon's flame. A demon spear swirling with flames and ice was completed here.

(I see, physical attack by spears, simultaneous attack with flame and ice magic! Sure, then maybe that mirror guy can handle it too!

Azglad, who laughs as he shows his niggles and teeth, sets the fused demon spear against Tristan. The Salafists were also in a pretty awkward position, as if they were going to pop up there now.

"... some. Isn't that a quick hand?

"Don't worry, brother!

"Whoa, let's go!

With the decree of the Dragon Knight, Salafia thrust with fierce momentum. Azglad's spear tip was poised for Tyrant Ligures surrounding the outer perimeter of Tristan's created field. Every time the speed rides, the spear flames and ice roar out fiercely, swallowing the prey to form a fang.

"There's a lot going on down there."

Tristan, who vomited the word to awaken, snarled her fingers again with her pussy. Some of the Tyrant ligresses react to deflect some of the areas they kept. No, it was supposed to accurately reflect sound waves, causing one of the repeated scattered intensified attacks to be directed at Stras.

We don't even know how many more reflexes we've had to enhance. The sound waves of the Big Weird Bird strike us as a murderous bullet at speeds beyond their limits. Even in Stra's eyes, which became so strong that the level could not be compared to before it went up, that was not the speed at which it could be followed. It is even more elusive for a penetrating salafia to avoid it, and a mass of sound waves passes through her feet, breaking down the molecules that make up her body just like the Royal Guard.

"First of all, we hit the stone street, the foot. Now, where do we hit next?"

A storm of murderous bullets unleashed every time you rattle your fingers with your pussy. Next on his feet, Salafia's arm, his wings - it was clear that if a giant dragon fell from the sky, the next spear would be directed at those who rode it.

"- Ah."

"It was the last time I was discouraged. I'm sorry to hear that. It's the last time."

The blue sky, sandwiched by the blue sea, led to the blood of Stra and Azglad. A wind hole that is too big for a bullet to be fired can be opened in the body of a young stra. When all the remnants that were flying around Tristan were ejected, the faces of the brothers and sisters who inherited the great blood were left with no fine dust, and only the wreckage fell to the surface of the sea.

"Is this the end of the only monster I feared? Really disgusting...... no, too much as you think?

The moment Tristan put his hand on his jaw, the explosion sounded louder than on the other side. Out there is simultaneous radiation of flames and ice breath (braces). And there was no mistake in seeing him where he was firing, and he looked more like Azglad, who was spearing than Salafia's back.

"Huh, what a bad feeling is!

"You look happy for that, you son of a bitch!

If you can disappear, vice versa. The appearance of the Salafists who penetrated earlier is a sign fake created by Stra in Class A Blue Magic [Fake Fog (Forsfog)]. By penetrating the impostor and using the fog of the spy on themselves, the Azgrads had escaped the storm of sound waves and were preparing to attack from this position, which they had never expected.

"But that attack is too straight! Tyrant Riggles!"

"That's right! Brain muscle. I think so, too! That's why, Dahaku!

Azglad shouted the name of his former partner against Tristan, who tried to defend him by ending the mirror shield with his released breath (brace).

"Oh, thank you for your time! I can keep it!