Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"What happened!?

Virginia stumbled into the air with bat wings growing on her back and winging at the unexpected loss of scaffolding and the feeling of falling.

The other half demons panic and float in the sky, but they clash to the ground without keeping up with changing circumstances - no, there are also those who crash into a marsh of toxic shades.

"Nah! What the hell is this? Whoa, whoa! Hii, okay!?

A half demon falling in the swamp screams. Virginia opened her eyes to the sight.

- In the mud... there's something I don't know about. I could see him holding down his fellow body trying to fly and dragging him into the poison swamp. Do the screams of the half demon, who wants too much to go completely frenzied, bring in demons? The disgusting bugs flying in from the darkness quickly flock.

What happened? Forced metastases? What about all those things? Deep in the labyrinth? Then what the hell is that girl?

Question marks spring up one after the other, but we only know who did this. It's that golden-eyed girl. Virginia searched for that opponent - and found his back disappearing into the dark with the demon-killer boy.

"I thought I'd let you get away with this...!

Virginia stripping her fangs and smiling awesomely tries to go after Claudia, but that doesn't come true. Because the thick axe that flew in from the bottom passed right in front of me.

"Your opponent is me"

"You…"

It was Grace who threw the axe at her.

With that look in his eyes, Virginia frowns.

He scaffolds his magic shield and stays in the air without wings. The bonelessness of the axe in my hand is incompatible. Golden hair, red glowing eyes. Signs of the night and smell of blood wrapped around it.

"... Shake your tail on a human and stand before me"

"I chose to be there for him. Therefore, there is no slight error in slapping you off."

That said, Grace sets up an axe.

A passion swirls with Virginia's breasts at the words. I fully understood that he was a mixed but therefore incompatible opponent. A mixed-race woman serving demon killers. Therefore, when I show this woman her back, she has no face to match the Lord.

"Dear Virginia! What the hell is this!?

"I'll give you the elephants there! Knock it down and chase all the hungry ghosts who ran away earlier! Don't bother the Godfather! I'll kill this hybrid!

Virginia looks at Grace with her frantic feverish eyes, and when she smiles belligerently, she eats it on her own wrist. If I ate a thousand pieces of meat as it was, the overflowing blood clotted and took the form of a sword.

Grace kicked the shield and Virginia flapped her wings. Both eyes pulled red tails in the darkness of the Great Decay Lake and clashed.

Ashley and the others, on the other hand, had landed on the island, setting up an interception stance against both demons and semidemons. Resistance to poison Magic and regenerative magic on your people.

In the first place, Ashley and the others, who have dealt with the environment of the Great Decay Lake after being equipped, are different from the half demons who were suddenly thrown out without any assumptions. It was entirely in Ashley and the others, both in the interest of the land and in their minds.

Beside Ashley hanging all kinds of enchants, Mallane looks like a prayer in the heart of the island. The glow of the Blessing of the Moon Goddess wraps their bodies.

There's no reason to be confused if we try her, who knew where she was going with the transfer from the beginning and what Claudia was going to do.

Where we are now - as close to the sealed door.

But there's no other scaffold in the middle of the swamp than where Ashley and the others will be. And the end where Theodore and Claudia headed is not in a direction with a sealed door. Once bypassed, it should aim in the direction where the door is located. It's no use if they split into battles and pursuits.

"I'm coming."

Sheila and Durahan lined up shoulders. Both kick in the void and fly to the half demons.

A half demon releases a jerk against Sheila and Durahan in a group in an attempt to block approaching. The two split left and right to disperse the target. Durahan arcs loudly and rushes around to gain momentum. The flame of green flames instantly stands out in the darkness even above. Imagine that power going in as you accelerate, there is something flashy.

Sheila, on the other hand, says, kicks freely in the air to the left to the right and scratches the barrage in a straight line.

"Shit!"

Sheila's appearance becomes sober and invisible at that moment when she pounds her tongue and wields a distracting shooter. End of sight. An arrow flying directly from the front pierces his shoulder at a moment when he is distracted by some shadow flying directly next to him.

The pain has been reduced. The half demon unpleasantly pulls through the arrows and throws them away. When the temper wraps around the wound, it is quickly repaired.

"High resistance and regenerative ability to normal wounds. Pain is also dull or non-existent"

The voice was heard right next to his right ear. Shake the shooter toward you. It's not affordable. Even so, the slaughter came from the bottom left. The reaction was completely delayed.

The brilliance of the struggle runs and cuts the tattooed area vertically. I try to go after him, but something like a disc flies straight up to my face to hold it back. Take it at Shortel. The disc pushes in as it rotates to sharpen, and the spark is scattered and bounced.

"Slashing by fighting is effective. It also slows down playback. The attack on the tattoo is no longer valid for the semidemons? Or is it just not enough degree of destruction? Weaknesses are reinforced in any case"

A pale Sheila's voice is heard from the right to the left. I don't know why. I followed it with my eyes, feeling disturbed by the words, which I observe carefully, at that next moment...

He was being kicked down by the hooves of Durahan's running horse approaching from his back. Half a demon peels his eyes off if it's not possible, as he falls into the swamp of poison.

Until earlier - no, even now you're so far away that you just happen to howl and howl.

But in reality Durahan's surroundings are silent. The sound of hooves and the hissing of horses. It's as if the audio source and the actual place are uneven.

I was about to jump out of the poison swamp and got my leg grabbed by something. Seeing, the first fellow to fall had floated powerlessly in the mud and stopped moving. It's his, future appearance.

I get half frenzied and get angry at something I'm grabbing. I can bathe.

But it doesn't work. Sludgeman has very high resistance to state anomalies. Erosion by temper is no exception. And in the mud, the power of the blade is also halved. Wherever you shake it, it gathers in the flyhead.

"... Flyhead's paralysis poison seems to work, even if it's strong against pain. If so, the healing technique seems to work."

Ashley says quietly. Their job is to keep Theodore and Grace from putting in the cross spears of the surrounding men, and then send information about the half demons to the ground team.

The war situation is watched by Theodore through Cadkeus' eyes. We use communications machines made for demons to exchange information on the ground.

"Sound! Something's wrong with the sound! Don't count on the information coming in through your ears! Kill those sorcerers on that island!

"Yes, Master Ios!

After Virginia, the leader, under the decree of Ios, the air bombs approach the Ashleys.

But the magic of the Blessed is also effective against temper. It only accurately inhibits Ashley's creation of ice walls and those in orbit that Mallane saucers strike directly at.

If the flying tool doesn't reveal a jaw, the half demon penetrates. Ashley put on a large demonic stone embellished neckline just waiting for it.

It's a magic prop made from Deadshark's Demon Stone. Defensive fields unfold around Ashley. A man stuck out of his head and prevented from moving is skewered with Lavine ice.

But it doesn't lead to fatal injuries. The further the restoration progresses, the lower the amount of general empathy will be. The regenerative capacity seems to be quite fuel-efficient. As the ice nets ran from Ashley and the others across Lavine's back, the half demon was instantly ice marinated all over his body. Lavine rushes over and Ashley shakes off the long mace. At that moment of hitting, a large chunk of ice is wrapped around the tip of the mace, swelling the destructive power of the blow many times. He was blown into the poison swamp as he scattered fragments of ice.

Illumhilt flies through the sky with an arrow on his head. While flying at high speeds with multiple airblasts, he releases one arrow after another with a quick, literal arrow succession.

This arrow has no air wall. Arrows ridden with blessings and curses disturb and penetrate the walls of temper. As a result, they had to avoid the arrows.

It collapses. Numerous saucers and durahans of Mallane manipulation run into it. Without many, a saucer plays off an attack from all sides, and Durahan's sword roars.

I avoided the Great Sword at your place, but was pushed into it by a saucer that ran right into me from the top and immersed one more person in the poisonous swamp.

Sheila...... seems to have identified the man who flew Decree No., Ios, as the leader, and cuts him off completely by setting him as his goal.

But - Ios knows what Sheila's after. They determine how far they can destroy their tattoos and stop functioning.

When Ios smiled, he turned to Sheila to shield a tattoo that exasperated with his left shoulder. There's no rush. The rest of them will be held down by their peers.

If so, this troublesome beast man can kill himself after breaking up. That's sweet if you think tattoos are a weakness. Now that I've turned into a semidemon, I don't have that weakness.

"Mm."

Sheila senses that Ios is going to let him cut meat and throws a dagger ahead. Ios cut off the dagger that flew in his face, pounding his tongue and then sticking it into Sheila.

Struggling pearls Shortel collided in the air and scattered sparks.

Crossing two, three degrees. Grab the Illumhilt arrow that flew in from the side, avoiding Sheila's special blow off her face, which didn't show a slashing orbit to the brink under her jacket.

of Ios, the behavior. Sheila felt the reaction rate exceed that of humans. Is it Ios' own skill? Or is it enhanced by becoming a semidemon?

Still, Sheila laughs small, wondering if she can cut it off - still thanks to her training with Theodore.

A giant pillar of light rose at the North Gate. Whatever the details, the situation seems to have moved.

The followers of the Order, Radek, while satisfied with his transformed appearance and the overwhelming power that fills his body, go to the city at night from alley to alley.

Major units assemble at the north gate. Attract the Demon Killer to stop him. Even if that doesn't happen, it will storm around as it burns down the city indiscriminately from the North Gate. As a result, they wreak havoc around the city, destroying vital installations in Termwilds, quietly killing noble brothers, technicians, etc., in a gap that is attracting enemy attention and power. That was the way it was supposed to be.

Radek's take is on the East Side - Peresford School Building. It's a dorm where noble children sleep. In the shortest possible time, kill many and walk away.

I was going to. - But.

"Are you here? You're right about him."

"If you're going to be targeted in the East Side, this is the first place, isn't it? Though I wondered which way it would come: the destruction of school buildings, the lives of dormitories. If that's two choices, of course it's this way."

A man and a woman appearing on the roof of a dorm and looking down at this one - it was a red-haired woman wrapped in the blessings of the Moon Goddess and a young mage with a cane.

"But couldn't that armor and leg armor be handled?

The sorcerer frowns more.

"This is something my dear friend made for me. Look, it's a good performance, anyway."

Redhead woman - Rosetta smiled bitterly. Rosetta wore a misrilled silver armor and leg armor, but with a horny skeleton-like design on the fist area.

"Well. Shall we begin? Talcott, cover fire. Nice to meet you.

Rosetta comes down to Radek's front.

Radek got lost for a moment. If we are to follow the operation of carrying out a sabotage operation, we should probably carry out a battle while retreating... the feeling of almightiness and complacency due to the power that fills the body rejects it.

Sometimes there were no signs of reinforcements appearing to them. To just two human opponents, withdrawing, etc. What did you dump humans for?

"You two... you think you're going to be my opponents who have come to your throne?

"Oh. I said it wouldn't reach the demons, though it seems Virginia"

"I guess defeating the defeat won't name the Demon Killer."

Radek loses his word. What the hell is going on? I missed my thought for a moment.

There - Rosetta bursts in with a thin grin. He opted for an interception at Shortel, but a fireball flew across him from an unanswered direction to plunder his nose.

"Nah."

"Eat."

Scratching Shortel, Rosetta, who jumped into her nostrils, stepped on the ground, releasing a decisive blow. Covering the armor is a brilliance of struggle.

"Chip!

I pound my tongue and fly away. I thought I avoided it altogether but had a shallow laceration on my flank. Because of the armor with the sharp protrusion. If it strikes directly, it will grant it from after the impact caused by the blow through to the nature of the slaughter.

I feel little pain, but that's why the attack by struggle is awkward. If it is destroyed with that one, the movement will surely be dull.

Fireball shooting from Magics Rave blocks the way you move to let go of the intermission. It's like a cage shaped by magic fire. Individual power was felt to be deliberately contained. Hitting it won't kill you, but if it hits you, you'll be blinded by a blast. Then you'll be drunk by a wave of red-haired fisting that will follow you.

For him, the magician was just a force push to break his temper. This magician - he has a heterogeneous idea of battle. Given his magical ability to control it, he has thorough redhead aides, even though it would be considerable to focus on causing damage. It's hard to do.

The redhead was a redhead and a big user. Being a semidemon should also enhance the speed of response considerably, but he has extra technical skills to compensate for the difference in physical abilities. I got the illusion that even the phantoms were dealing with me. Both fists, elbows and knees. Kick. All attacks mixed with falsehood, water flows like this. Let Radek be on the defensive side.

"Out of the way!

Radek dares to take an attack on his face. He shouted irritably and let Rosetta go by spreading a wide variety of pieces so that he could be distracted. Rosetta turned herself over and avoided because it was a shallow attack. Don't miss that moment and fly up to the sky.

Yes. I have this. The sky can fly, so you can do whatever you want from above. This is not the case when we are talking about sabotage through covert operations.

That's what I thought and looked at, and Radek froze.

In the distant skies, I see the knights and their companions fighting across the Fei Long. That's good. Term Wills holds the Flying Dragon Squad. Just as I assumed.

But - what is the sight of a knight knocked off a Fei Long staying in the air alive and working with the Fei Long as it is -?

Besides, where's the main unit? You're supposed to engage with the Flying Dragon Squad as well, but you have too few allies. Then that one. Doesn't that mean the fellows you're fighting were broiled out just like yourself-?

"- Communications are in. The poison works, let's see. The attack on the tattoo is resistant, so you shouldn't really guess. But the pain is dull and he's capable of regeneration."

"Oh yeah, we need to be more careful about dumping people like now."

Remember chills and look back. Rosetta stood at the height of Radek's gaze. In levitation, no.

"We were fighting demons. I was just trying to say that I was in the process of taking action...... It's mostly because of her, isn't it? I have to thank you."

Rosetta meets with each other's armor.

"- Well. Though I know the poison is effective. I wonder how effective it would be if we hit the human steeple with a fighting spirit."

Radek's expression caught on to his cold eyes and sword swallowing words.

Something very bad is happening. I know that, but I didn't see their hand tag.

Axes and blood blades bumped into each other in the air. The flyhead, which attempts to jump into the blade area of both, is instantly broken into two pieces.

Virginia looks open and laughs. Approaching Grace's axe with a blood blade grown from his left and right wrists.

The moment each other's weapons are bounced, the slaughter is immediately struck in. Both weapons clash like a storm, causing countless shocks to wind up.

"Kukku! Go over me with your strength! I don't think it's mixed. Isn't it brilliant?

Virginia's hair unnaturally swells. Grace, who captured it at the edge of his sight, flew back as he expanded his shield. A moment late, a giant beast's jaw chews through the space where Grace was. A bunch of hair changed from the middle to the upper body of the wolf.

"Transformation is -"

"You are a hybrid, you have as much hope as you want!

Grace frowns.

This, intense smell of blood. Grace took a big breath as she shook her little one.

"You seem to be feeling cramped in human society. Why don't we just let ourselves go?

Having seen how Grace was doing, Virginia glances open and laughs at how she received it.

"I know you. Mixed blood. If you shake too much on this side, even your people will lose sight. Did you choose to be near the demon killer? Make me laugh. Is there a place for you?

Virginia flies a chunk of blood from her wrist like a bullet into her. The opposing Grace threw an axe and scattered blood bullets, building a path and storming.

Virginia completely ignores the flying axe. Intercept Grace without taking the axe as his object, which he passed by choosing his shoulder. Playback was over when we bumped into each other.

There is a clear separation between Grace, a mixed race, and Virginia, a pure vampire, in terms of regenerative capacity.

He wields the blood knife between his hands vertically and horizontally, throwing away his defenses and launching a counter-attack against non-head and heart attacks. A unique way to move and fight vampires. A blade of blood similar to Kamakiri's arm pops out of the mutilated wound. My hair. My hands. My leg. I'm about to take the look of a beast and bite Grace to pieces.

Distract countless chunks of killing from smashing them with axes, shielding them, paying them with chain-wrapped arms, activating protection and sliding them backwards.

Strike the axe in. belly. Virginia is inevitable. The blood knife jumps up in a sweeping behavior while eating. I'm going to plunder the ridge. The shallow wound on his arm immediately blocks him, but Virginia laughs as if nothing had happened while the difference is minor and serious.

Grace also had a sense that she was being pushed. Virginia said Grace would beat him in strength, but in manipulation and regenerative ability, the armament goes up to Virginia.

Laugh. But Grace laughs. Go in with a laugh. Hit each other with an axe with their wielding blood knife and punch the wolf in the head.

I can fight. I can fight. No blood knives, no wolf fangs, no blood bullets. Carve countless wounds, but they won't reach Grace's life. It won't arrive.

Protecting this self is the magic prop that Theodore gave me. Filling your body is the joy of battle. And the joy of being protected. That's why. I can't lose. I can't do it when they kill me. Burn yourself into a scorching destructive urge and a beloved but late thirst, and place yourself in Virginia's blade wind in a thought that is about to turn white.

An axe in both hands wraps up the struggle. Kick the shield and step in. Virginia intercepting.

He takes the axe with his blood knife as he punches it down to the top of his head, and Virginia sticks a blood knife in Grace's heart.

Avoid twisting yourself. and the axe on his left hand fell downward as he wrapped his fighting spirit around him.

I threw away the axe. No. Struggle-wrapped chains arc wide like willed snakes and loom from behind. Intertwining Virginia, but orbiting. Virginia, who captured it at the edge of her sight, turned into countless bats and left. Gather in one place and take the human figure again.

chase away. The demonic stone embedded in the axe of his right hand sparkled, and the axe of Grace's right hand split into three parts. The technique engraved on the demonic stone is a mirage body. The tip is blurry from the elbow, and Virginia can't tell which one is real.

By limiting the control from the right arm to the beginning and adding an arrangement, Grace was also given detailed control.

Grace's Axe is a Special Strike. If it becomes, if illusions are added there, it becomes a weapon to be feared.

Virginia avoided making a wind-cut noise and approaching axe by pounding her tongue and flying loudly backwards. Head, heart, belly and. Because it's approaching on a trajectory that wipes everything out at the same time.

It's not good to say you have the ability to play the keta difference and ignore it until a blow to the steeple. Grace is looking at it with a machete match from earlier.

The tilted balance is pushed back. It was only earlier that Grace's blow was defenseless. Virginia must choose to defend or evade all of Grace's attacks, beyond knowing which is its destiny.

It's that moment. Changes came to the Great Decay Lake. The whole labyrinth roars as if it were going to sound, and countless, rainbowy crystal-like columns burst out of the bottom of the swamp.

That's when the sealed door is liberated. Focusing on columns, cloudy marshes glow, and rotten water. Dirty mud is purified as you see it.

That. Grace and the others heard from Claudia and knew. So you don't deserve to be surprised. But Virginia isn't. For a moment, I was distracted - so Grace thinned me out.

Axes loom to pinch from left to right. The axe on your left hand has your right arm. The axe on the right arm is a trajectory that rips off the neck and belly. Simultaneous attack of the upper middle and lower sections approaching from left to right.

Only the axe on his right hand, shaken off to fly his neck, is taken with a blood knife. It was Virginia's abdomen and right arm that was actually punched in. to a deeply tapped axe, but Virginia was still laughing.

I don't mind eating if it's not a steep spot. Slashed right arm and back wings change shape dramatically. Expand backwards and up and down Grace like a sickle. When the exit path is completely blocked, the abdominal wound changes straight to the wolf's jaw.

"Eating!

Open your jaw to swallow Grace's right arm. Stick around like this, seal your movements, and then snap your neck with an extra sword -!

But Grace didn't want to leave. Stayed in the air with a shield and stuck his own right arm in the wolf's mouth, whether it was there or not.

"Hey!?

Back to back with stunning Virginia, Grace strips her fangs and laughs. If you're like a wolf or a wild dog, you hunt many times when you're little. They're the ones who can't bite it off if they push it into the back of their throats like this. If the structure is the same even if you say it has changed, the same deal with it.

He wraps his usual fighting spirit around his whole body and pushes Virginia into every body.

Grace's aim is vampire weakness. Heart. Virginia tried to escape by remembering the war and turning into a bat. But that won't happen. Because Grace had her hands on Virginia's heart. That's the source of Virginia's blood power. You can't move or use your abilities when they seal the beat.

But even if you crush it and temporarily kill the power, you won't destroy it. Virginia laughed.

Grace, a homogeneous of mixed blood, has the power of purification and other means of attack.

But - Grace was laughing again, too. Cold stuff runs on Virginia's back. If you know it's useless, why is this guy laughing?

I can shake it up to Virginia's body. Virginia opened her eyes in amazement when she looked ahead that would be swung down.

It is. The pointy tip of a giant rainbow crystal that jumped out of the Great Decay Lake. Even now, it continues to purify the vast lake of Great Decay -.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!?

A scream leaked out of Virginia's mouth. Grace doesn't hesitate. Slap each hand through the pointed tip. Impact through the body. Something ruinous spreads from Virginia's heart all over her body, running around.

"Unfortunately... no matter how much I can shake on that side, Theo and Lisa will pull me back. So you can fight with confidence"

Looking up at the ashes and scattering Virginia, Grace said quietly.

"Dear Virginia!

And. The motion of Ios, shocked by the sight, stops.

That - not even Sheila who misses it in the fight. Sword flashes. Sheila's pearl sword flashes through Ios' left eye. If the antagonism collapsed, it would have been a moment. Shot out of a tattoo by a flying giant arrow, Ios falls to the lake under his eyes.

A giant arrow cemented by Serafina the power of the curse. You can't just call yourself a half demon.

An upset runs over the half demons who lacked Virginia and Ios. Durahan went in there, and it collapsed...