Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

Girl - Sigritta kicks the shield and flies around, letting various beasts jump out of the book in her hand to cut with the opposing SS member.

Sigritta is unique in how she handles and positions her enemies because of the special nature of the technique. That's why, it's hard to do.

Individual beasts are not as strong. Most of them are land-based creatures, but they fly around as if it's natural what they mean. Yes. Not swimming. A dog or a cat, but it jumps around.

Plus, there's a lot of them. Similar magic to the magic fish of DiBoris, just a superior... but that would be a pain in the ass if I couldn't finish him off. Looking at it as a way to cover the others, it's pretty powerful.

"Shit!"

SS members tongue at the cigritta, which leaves only a herd of beasts behind to fly away behind.

But Sigritta doesn't get that far. The SS chewed his teeth into that move, which did not leave, but fought in a lazy and constant intermission. He is also floating and can't see the emotions, so I can't read the aim.

But you can't be attached to a late battle of cigrittas forever. We need to clear our enemies as soon as possible and go join our people. Because of the nature of the operation, he's the one who must be defeated here for sure.

Spear intercept an approaching swarm of wolves. Paying the wolf who came grasping at the spear in a struggle, the momentum crumbles away in an instant. To this extent - there is no problem. Decide this place as a battlefield to increase your fighting spirit throughout your body, and dare to make a forceful assault with the aim of a ciglitter -.

"Hey!

I had a severe pain in my leg where I tried to. One of the wolves raised his fighting temper. He came through his fangs from above.

It was - not to the knowledge of SS members, but a painting of Lavine made using magic formations. Distract them into a flock of weak wolves, invite their opponents to be alert, and then hit them with a fateful attack.

SS members understand their failures there. Even beasts of similar ink are mixed as if they were different in strength. Whether it's just eye-glowing, time buying, or confusing fate, it's all three inches on the girl's chest. I don't know what pops up.

I try to shake my spear and destroy Lavine's painting - but I let go of my leg before I eat the attack. When he flies out big, he runs around the SS. I tried to follow that move with my eyes - I missed my attention to the ciglitter.

"... now"

The voice was heard nearby. Right next door, the girl opens the page of the book and points it at this one. Magic circle at its feet. I don't know who the surgery is, but it seems to be linked to the book. Perhaps this is what the girl is after. Fate. Cold objects run through the spine.

I tried to fight back, but I couldn't make it. Something jumped out of the open page with tremendous momentum. It's like some kind of black serpent...

I wasn't bitten. Heavy shocks ran all over my body countless times. Strike. Countless blows were rolling out of the book.

If that SS member was familiar with the shore demons, he would have realized that something that was popping up was both Yeti fists. That's temporarily enhanced by the ciglitter.

He is beaten up by overwhelming manoeuvres and bounced back. Sigritta packs the time only for what she's been flown.

Clash against the pillars of the temple. The blow from the book pours down without worries. The crushing sound and pain of bones. Together, they continue to beat SS members while also crushing pillars. SS members are plunged to the back of the pillar, and at the end of the day they eat a particularly heavy shot and slap it against the walls of the temple. Anticipating a fit around the time the magic circle disappeared, Sigritta flies back unawares, but the SS left unconscious and slipped down the wall.

"Yikes!

Marceska was already far away when she took the slaughter with a spear. I try to reach out and catch him, but I'm done scratching the water.

Kick the shield to the left to the right, change the track, and cut in from the cod angle. To the movement, the SS wraps his inner tongue around.

Repeating the reflection by Shields as they wield their double-headed swords freely, Marceska is a move that SS members have never fought or even imagined.

It's in the water, and it's faster than SS. It is only with the protection of the marl... but it is the opponent who overwhelmingly wins at speed anyway. With special movements and small bodies, I feel that way extra.

On the other hand, he is abusive in defense due to fighting, but has suffered fine hand injuries. If it stays like this, there will be more bleeding and the situation will get worse and worse.

But I have my hands. You can take that ridiculous speed backwards. Instead of looking at the angle that cuts in and comes, I read ahead in my thoughts as a warrior.

And instead of hitting the attack, you put the attack to some extent - leaving it to jump in on its own. With all that speed out there, you won't even be able to react to take evasive action. It's magic to use. Ice cubes.

Do not be enlightened. Concentrate unchanging as you put yourself in the storm of slaughter. Twice, three times shallow and mutilated. Yes. If you don't like being stopped from moving and attacked by abandonment, a deep, heavy blow won't come. Slashing intervals are constant. If so - now -!

The SS only predicts the direction of jumping in and releasing the ice without even looking at you.

I glanced there a moment late - SS saw something incredible. In front of an ice spear, Marceska looks as she runs through the slopes with her magic shield expanded diagonally. Only a moment of moments when the tip of the ice spear is caught firmly on the edge of sight burns into the SS eyes. The look is serious, but the colour of surprise hasn't even floated.

SS members understand there that they were making a fundamental misconception. Previous attacks are not just left to instantaneous power. Even in terms of reflex nerves and motion vision, this girl named Marcesca goes far above herself. In other words, it is the fact that we are re-orbiting (...) after seeing that an ice cloud occurs.

And horribly, he made moves like being used to being hit, like countermeasures that took Malceska's speed backwards. That means you're fighting and training with an opponent who can usually keep up with this move.

There's a grin in the mouth of the SS that won't do anything to give up. A mixed look of praise and giving up. Running through Marceska turns. Slaughter looms from behind.

"This is - you can't win."

I was caught in a tornado-like slaughter. A SS member is blown away by sprinkling blood from all over his body.

Divoris magic fish swirl. Countless tentacles wrapped around the temper and sheila cut with pearl seriousness arrive to kill, but put herself in front of the magic fish so Ignis can get stuck as a shield.

Sheila sent her gaze to Ignis only for a moment, but she stays immersed in Oberk's battle with the demon of use.

"Cuckoo! That's a lot of sturdy stuff! You're gonna entertain me!

Magic fish don't work on Ignis. But Divoris laughs with fun. Ignis storms in the wake of Divoris, who manipulates a glowing group of fish.

Receive a roaring and approaching battle hammer with a complex magic shield that mimics the tortoise's armor. Divoris takes Ignis' blow exactly. I guess it improves defense by allowing the shield to benefit the application.

A magic circle flashes at the tip of the wand in the hands of Divoris. The space between Diboris and Ignis - the water deflected to the Diboris side for a moment and bounced to the Ignis side for the next moment. It produces enough shock to lower that giant backwards.

"Ugh!

And - General Rubaldo was crossing with Durahan without a step back with a long spear. Hit each other with a great sword and a spear, suppressing the horse's assault with a horn grown from his forehead.

Inhale large amounts of water from your mouth as you cut it together - if you spit it out, it becomes an intense water shell, approaching Durahan.

Roll out the Great Sword as it protrudes into the shell. Durahan's blow as an integral part of his offense: to deviate diagonally from the shell of water in the belly of the sword and to tail General Rubaldo with a spike.

The general turns around and dodges the sword and puts it on the horse's face. The horse bows to dive down and Durahan flies up and over the spear to let it pass between. When General Rubaldo showed his eye-catching curvy evasion, he swung down his sword from the Great Upper Stage across the horse again. He takes a heavy blow with a struggling spear and the general laughs.

"Absolutely, I'm blessed with a good opponent! The people who fought before they were sealed, they were always so unresponsive!

When I laugh loudly, I raise my fighting temper from all over my body and roll out a big spear. He bumped into Durahan's sword and sounded a heavy metal noise many times.

Heavyweight weapons together. Durahan wields a sword that would be difficult to lift if he were a normal human being, like a wood cut with one hand. General Rubaldo intercepts it directly from the front. They hit each other with force and they play it.

The moment the distance opened, a shock wave was emitted in a fan-shaped fashion if the tip of the spear was as if it had cleaved water. Durahan's horse beats a green burning hoof to intercept. Momentum comes in from a distance. They say it's in the water, but a green flame lingers where the horse ran.

Durahan's riding horse is also not normal. General Rubaldo analyzes that spears together and crush them from horses or something like that won't work.

General Rubaldo also stormed as he continued to emit shock waves. Durahan wields a great sword to cleave and flesh the shock waves.

The General leaves it to the momentum of the clash to slap the spear on the Great Sword and stop the movement. I avoided Durahan's horse raising his forefoot high if I rotated the spear and jumped it up from the bottom.

He turns and dodges a descending hoof blow, takes the following slaughter with a spear, and releases a shell of water from close proximity. It was spit out. It was more intense than what was earlier. A decisive blow with a spiral of rotation.

Cross your arms and Durahan takes it. Durahan's body swayed and it was such a shock that it was pushed out behind him.

The horse's hooves brake as if to shred the ground, leaving a green flame in the space.

General Rubaldo penetrates without putting in his hair. Durahan rides out of his torso to a spear blow, avoiding the tip with a piece of skin.

Slash like a sweep up from the bottom. Rotate the spear and take it in the pattern. Flew back to gain momentum in the slaughter.

One blinking attack is unacceptable. Keep your distance and face each other. And - just then, they settled for the battle between Theon and Eckels. Eckels was about to sink to the bottom of the water.

"Chi. You idiot of Eckels. Did you see sweetly that they were hungry!

General Rubaldo throws up and throws up. You can't kill an irresistible opponent, even though you have impeccable strength and command as SS chief, or from General Rubaldo, you can see the sweetness. I left the SS captain's seat to me because I make up for it and make up for the excess martial arts, but there are places where I was bitter about sweetness.

But I don't have that sweetness. Seeing Durahan across the street, General Rubaldo grinned, stripping his fangs. In the battle so far, I was feeling enough response.

Force versus force is five minutes. The sword dance is also considerable, certainly a fearful user, but the weapon would be more advantageous with the spear.

Besides, he doesn't have a long-range attack on Durahan. Then, as earlier, by bringing it forward, we should be able to carry the war situation in our favor.

The view - it could have been somewhat correct. If Durahan had just manifested himself at the summons of Mallane, the results would have been different. Or if General Rubaldo was not so brave or brutal...

"Whoa!

Roll out the spear with the temper of tearing and slap the tip of your ear to pay. As I suppressed the movement and tried to release an electric shock from the corner of my forehead, I noticed Durahan's neck laughing. Cradle. An unspeakable fear runs.

From its mouth, a bright red liquid was thrown up without any foretaste. The smell of iron rust. Intense blood odor. Spreading blood smoke. Beyond it General Rubaldo sees brilliance.

General Rubaldo avoids the looming slaughter as he flies back. But something's wrong. I saw a green flame wrapped around that sword.

Blood smoke clears up. In inverse proportion to that, something like the pressure felt from Durahan increases. It wraps around the sword like a creature. It's...

"What... what's this?

Squeeze.

I had a familiar face. Blink in the flames, face, face, face. Those who killed General Rubaldo before he was sealed. Those are the people of Grantios. I'm laughing. I'm laughing.

It was - not a soul, but Rubaldo's own business itself. Residual thought of the dead stained with rubaldo. Or it's called resentment, and it responds to Durahan and increases his power.

"Death, God..."

from the gap in Durahan's armor. from horse tenderness. An erupting green flame adds momentum. Laughter. At a rate that doesn't even fasten the shadows, a green human horse comes in flaming.

The crossing is for a moment. The green flames inflamed Rubaldo's entire body, which was turned into a torso without even being able to react.

Sheila was - in melee with Oberk's user demon.

Has he realized that he cannot escape Sheila without the support of the others? He wraps his temper around his arm and rolls it out as a slaughter.

Neither Sheila retreats a step, but cuts it off with a striving pearl seriousness. Fast slashing rewards that make you invisible at each other's arms tips. A spark that you can play whenever you come into contact.

Toucharms beat numbers. As Sheila and I cut together, the wax brings a piece of her arm, from which she releases a wax bomb.

- I'll see to it. Turn around and avoid it, but you can't turn it into a counterattack. Because the attack will be delayed only for what we have avoided. You can't just take a stormy slash of density with two swords, but fly behind you as you deploy a shield for assault to kill the power. Turn around immediately. Pack each other up and bump into each other.

Slash. Slash. Sheila's attack is dimensioned with an air bomb emitted from an unexpected angle. I can't get inside the time frame. I can't stop attacking.

He threw an invisible blade from the inside of his cape, avoiding the air bomb at a distance of one piece of skin with a trick that tilted his neck. Cut the surface of the body shallow. For a moment the disgruntled beard hardens.

Don't miss it. Sheila steps in like a disease as it is. Avoidance was - too much to make it. If he chops off one of his tentacles without hesitation, he tends the barrage with a roaring roar in frustration. Fly left to the right to dodge. The inevitable blow rips with pearl seriousness.

However, dissatisfaction remains with the results. I showed you one of those billboards called the Invisible Blade. The result is one touch-arm. The enemy has a lot of maneuvers, and the minutes are terrible.

"... again"

But Sheila was driven by another thought. Sheila leaks a slightly confused voice as she fights.

Yes. Waving the sword like this - can be extremely slightly uncomfortable with some applause.

That's also true when you're fighting your family in the plains. Before... yes. Sure, I also felt it when I was fighting in the demonic waters. I thought it was my fault then, but it wasn't a mistake. It still is. Something's caught on and it doesn't seem to open. Feels similar to the way it is. I don't know who that is.

Slash as you plunder your cheeks. Sheila responds to slaughter to confirm one attack at a time as she cuts in accordingly.

"I didn't know we were going to show these moves to the land opponents!

Such a voice. Sheila captures it at the edge of her sight for a moment. And my eyes were opened. That is the move of SS Captain Eckels. Behind Sheila's brain, an identity of discomfort appears.

He showed the trick of sucking in the water. Sheila's five senses detect red flags. When I fly sideways, I get a crack in the wall behind me. Sounds so unpleasant that I accidentally flaunt my expression reflect indiscriminately. It's an ultrasonic attack.

"Similar to Serafina moves"

Sheila flies as she twirls. A number of ultrasound bullets burst into Sheila's space to the brink. Every time a wave of sound rocks Sheila.

I know. If you can't shut off the sound, this feeling - especially it will damage your hearing. Theodore tells me. The ears are also directly connected to the sense of equilibrium, you think?

Accumulating damage there is a dead and alive issue for Sheila. So, what do we do? In the near future, it is pushed by hand, and in the long range, ultrasound is inevitable anyway. The invisible knife has been shown. I'm not a decision-maker. You know that, the red-eyed twitch laughs. But...

"Here's the thing, here's the thing -"

Sheila's hand swayed to a slight circle.

Pearl Sword. Through a pearl sword, wrap a struggle in the water. The circle drawn at hand quickly became a large vortex.

Turn around and step in. Jump up the pearl sword and the water vortex will wind up. A swirl bouncing from the bottom becomes a great whip, bouncing off misread swirls.

"Yikes!"

In response and pain from unexpected distances, Xu leaked an irritating and irritating voice.

In Sheila, discomfort turns to certainty. Yes. The Pearl Sword was originally obtained from the Guardian of the Devil's Light Watershed. There can be no poor affinity with water.

But even as he wrapped his fighting spirit and waved his sword in the water, he had not been able to make full use of his power. That was the slightest discomfort.

After that, you just have to follow the path to the technology that utilizes its affinity. Sheila steps toward the bounced bamboo as she wraps a vortex around her double sword.

Did you decide that the disfigured lady couldn't escape, intercepting Sheila on the spot? The slaughter was carried out to try to cut it off with Sheila, but it turned out differently than earlier. A swirl of water that would entangle a few touch-arms. My arms are bounced off and my body is disfigured. He opened his eyes. In the water, humiliation taken unconscious by water moves.

I burn in anger and I see Sheila, but that can't even work.

Slaughter is imminent. Inevitable. Together, something wrapped around my arm.

Adhesive thread. It was created from arachnearing, and it was spilled into the vortex and tangled in the received tentacles. Several arms are simultaneously sealed to expose fatal gaps. There - Sheila flies in a complicated movement to the left to the right.

I can't follow you. I can't follow your movements. Xu - threw away his defense and turned to counterattack. He dragged water heavily and emitted ultrasound in all directions from close range. but I got ultrasound and still, Sheila didn't stop. Slaughter without mistake. The brilliance of the struggle between the two Articles rushes. If you carve the residual light that intersects the cross into its body - it collapsed on the floor of the temple with its eyes open.

"... such moves are no big deal if you can't target them properly"

Sheila squeaks when she sees a falling squeal. Still, there was no way that it was intact, or that it would look up and sift and shake.