Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"What!?

The SS, who should have fallen off, is moved by Rosemary's manipulative thread, launching an attack from across the SS. The SS, who was battling Pietro's divers as they barrage, thinks his people are here to step up, or eat that blow decently.

A wave of light emitted from Rosemary's Wand struck directly there. He sinks where he eats a blast in the face and is stuffy when his hands and feet are shot through by Illumhilt's arrow of light.

Rosemary laughs when she sees the flashing SS.

"All -!"

Several SS members rise sharply. Rosemary, I dare you to assault me...

"Wait! Don't take a deep chase! There's something wrong with the water temperature near the enemy formation!

"- That's it!

The warning did not come in time. The people who stepped in for Rosemary were swallowed up in the ice in an instant. The SS are caught in a suddenly huge ice cube to seal the movement.

It's - it's due to Ashley's magic. The temperature of the sea water under Ashley's control was lowered as far as possible in advance so that it could be frozen in the range instantaneously due to the activation of the procedure. Later, if the enemy steps into that space, it activates as an icing trap.

"Grr!"

If you can't move, you'll just be silenced in the aftermath by an overwhelming barrage.

The SS watching it opened their eyes to the silver-haired girl who looked up to them, mastery of water magic. Even if the magician who smashed through the walls of the castle is different - I wonder if he is such a magical user that he can't compare himself to that girl. I am wary of the fact that it is in the water and not in my favor. But I don't have time to think.

"Don't be frightened! Don't hit it alone and get back in line! Don't go deep! The hell we're gonna clean this up!

The SS is still unwavering in their will. Try to get back in line. There - the three Scions cut in.

"Ignis' opponent - I'm gonna take him down."

I'll cover you.

Pietro says, Mallane snorts too.

"Yeah. Nice to meet you."

Rosemary laughed. The war situation is overshadowing a number of disadvantages. If the Scion and the others return, the rear guard's defense will be fine. Rosemary, who sees the situation, leaves the defensive field and turns to cover for Ignis. Push it through the enemies in the form of Pietro splits and Mallane saucers escorting them.

Rosemary reaches Ignis, who is fighting DiBoris, sidelined by the SS, who are cut into a mixed war by the Zions.

"Mmm!"

While stopping Ignis' battle hammer with a shield, Divoris unleashes a group of fish in the wake of a rosemary coming forward from the rear. Rosemary rolled out a magic circle just saying she expected it.

Dark Magic Class V Black Drunker. A black shield arose before the rosemary, and the fish made of magic were swallowed by it and disappeared. The magic of releasing fish groups uses a lot of magic when generating them. It's magic like you can't just let it go again and again because it's been scratched off.

"Don't do it, little girl!

Divoris hails Rosemary's choice of defensive magic. Ignis packs his time and slaps the hammer before exercising his next magic. DiBoris took it on the shield. but when Rosemary's magic thread is connected to Ignis' limbs, the second and continuing blow rocks the magic shield and distorts the look on DiBoris's face supporting the surgery.

"This is -!? Really? You mean one for two, not an addition! Funny!"

Release the shockwave of water into Ignis. But earlier it should have been blown up a lot, but this time it won't back down.

Look at that. No, a magic circle floated at DiBoris' fingertips. Take a further hammer blow off your teeth and shield it, while at the same time producing Magic Fish.

One big fish, not a small fish like the one earlier. Sitting up to sit idly on top of it, DiBoris, who ensures mobility, retreats as he stretches a barrage of water.

Ignis and Rosemary follow that. Only the head of a magical fish floats at the shoulder mouth of Divoris. From there - I've unleashed a magic bullet for Rosemary.

"Ignis!"

Shoot down a magic bullet with a hammer. Disconnect the manipulative thread and chase DiBoris in the form of riding Ignis' back while suppressing his magic consumption. Reflected with light bullets from Wand. Rosemary accompanies Magix Rave and also releases an ice bullet from it.

Shooting battles while performing high-speed manoeuvres. We swap the heavens and the earth, and we shoot each other all the time trying to swallow each other into our own barrage. Magic light and ice debris plundering right next to you.

"Cuckoo! That's a lot of magic for a man on land! So how about this!?

Divoris flashes the magic circle to create a small vortex over his hands. It's small in scale, but it's magic directed at Ignis opponents in this phase. Power is not necessarily proportional to appearance.

Expand the Magic Circle so Rosemary can respond. By creating ice so that it is mixed with the barrage to be rewarded and enclosed in such a way as to wrap the vortex emitted, the control of Divoris is blocked and rendered powerless. Magic vs. Magic Rewards. DiBoris deepens his grin more and more to developments that compete for control.

Each other's Magic Slaves float here and there. moving with the body and leaving it as a stationary turret. Shooting from the enemy body and shooting from an unattainable direction. And shooting to crush the stationary turret. Magic flies from all directions.

Ballistic computation breaks some of the magic control abilities. Ignis prevents anything that doesn't even have to be used Magic Shield, and Divoris accepts it by not relying solely on Magic Shield, but also utilizing his own armor. A battle that cuts each other's spiritual strength, concentration.

But - DiBoris sees ahead as he continues to expand like this. DiBoris is not as good as Gardinis, but he has the ability to detect magic by the eyes of the devil.

Perhaps I have my share in terms of the total amount of magic, DiBoris watched.

If it were a war of attrition, the armaments would rise here. In that case, the enhancement of that doll will not be remembered. Because the technique itself to enhance the doll is quite advanced, and we have to send in the corresponding magic, just according to the further enhancement. In other words, close combat is advantageous only for the amount of wear and tear. You can pack the distance and then smash it with a shock wave of water. Whatever the doll is, humans will be sunk with it.

Rosemary's unleashed multiple Magics Raves fly in for Divoris.

Some of them, DiBoris ignored. The Magic Slave was fired multiple times, but there is a difference in the enchanted magic. Adjusting the size, brilliance, etc. seems to fake it well so you don't know it from the look of it, but Divoris can spot it.

Divoris crushes only the heavily enchanted that is included as a priority. Because weak Magix Raves can be sufficiently lifted by defense by Kohlo alone.

DiBoris laughs and sees Rosemary when it's like he's just wasted his magic...

There was a gruesome smiling Rosemary figure there.

A magic slave that passes nearby emits light to perform the surgical ceremony. At the next moment, the explosion sounded and DiBoris' body and thoughts swayed.

Shock and blunt pain, body thrown from above fish. scenery around. It was in there, and DiBoris was circling his thoughts trying to sort out a situation he didn't understand.

Explosion by fire magic. That's good. How could the Magics Rave, which was only on that scale, be so powerful? It doesn't fit the calculation.

There is no answer. Rosemary used it. That's nothing more than an underwater explosion magic application taught by Theodore. There was no reason to guide DiBoris, who did not know that, to the right answer.

I don't know who the enemy technique is. But I can still move. Magic fish is alive and well. The blown position isn't bad. Get on the magic fish and leave before the enemy packs up time.

"Noooo!?

On DiBoris' back, the magical fish that has been patrolling him feeds his momentum on the body. On that body of magical fish - there was a manipulative thread tangled out of Rosemary's hand. The impact of the explosion took over the control's sweetened magic fish.

"You missed my guess."

"Oh, whoa!?

Carried. Carried as is. Heading into Ignis and Rosemary coming in. The figure of Ignis waving a hammer of war. Ridiculous relative speed.

Expand the magic shield in an aggressive manner. But Ignis pinched his shield with a hook and nail, and took every divoris...

The explosion sounds again. Crush the magic shield and the tip of the flying pile plunges into the belly of the divoris. An electric shock was emitted from there.

"Gee!"

The only pierced pile bunker is the tip. shallow. But eating a thunderbolt completely stops DiBoris thinking. He became defenseless. There, Ignis' battle hammer waved down relentlessly. Divoris' consciousness interrupts with heavy shock.

Breaking through the walls, piercing through the ceiling and destroying the castle in the aftermath of the battle, Grace and Oberk cut together with a double axe and a great sword.

Clashes and shocks. Inversion by being bounced. They push each other at close range, waving their weapons multiple times at a moment of separation to scatter countless sparks. The weapons of each other tear apart the distance of a single piece of skin.

In the Great Sword and the Hand Axe, the Great Sword prevails in terms of time. But Grace's axe can be thrown, or he can skip the fight. And if you dive into the nostalgia, it's advantageous in terms of small circles.

On the other hand, Oberk's weapon does not need to be held in a great sword for it to be a temperament sword. If the distance is away, fire with a gas bomb. When I was stepped in, I split my temper into two parts, and by making a morphological change to the sword and shield, I showed high counterstress.

He flushes the axe with his shield and waves his sword to prune his neck where his body has flown. Early for a moment, Grace's figure leaves the sword in between.

Focus your fight on your feet. He kicked the shield and left backwards at ridiculous speed. Axes flying in at fierce speeds at the same time. Take it with a shield of disgust. Heavy impact. Feels like my arm is paralyzed coming through.

Oberg opens his eyes to the judgment and motion of that Grace, and the power of the attack.

"I didn't expect to see so much movement in the water. I'm sure you have some protection... but it's not a smart choice to meet with you any more."

Oberk sees his own palm. Weight remained as it remained in the core. Grace's blow is heavy. Powerful enough to make an awakened demon feel dangerous, even with his power and skill.

Still, no, that's why Oberg laughs with pleasure.

"This place - there are strong signs of the night because it doesn't reach the sun light at all. I'm doing well."

Grace builds up her fighting spirit with a double axe.

"Fuck, I see. Is that a convenient place for each other? But I also have two names for water fangs. You can't take the back in this place!

Oberk, who disappeared the sword and shield of his temper, aroused his temper from his whole body - from a position of weakness, he pays his hand to the lateral temple.

Moments later, Grace flew according to the survey. A fierce stream of water arises, as linked to the movement of Oberk's hand. The water swept away Grace's place to the brink. A blow that easily breaks thick columns.

Keep going, Oberk waves his arm. Grace takes evasive action to match the move.

Like scratching from top to bottom. The movement at hand is amplified several times and a hole is punched in the same shape as Oberk's finger on the floor. If we stick out the palm bottom, the wall was pulverized to be pushed.

Grace flies. Right to left. Kick the ceiling to the column. Shield from pillars. They make scaffolding and reflect in a direction that is not clear, and they fly around so that Oberk can't capture the motion so that he doesn't read ahead. He dodges the slashing of the water amplifying his knife, throwing a struggling axe at him as he packs his interval with Oberk swimming around.

If Oberk opens his palms and plucks the water, it becomes a wall of water. The chain, manipulated by a struggle, avoided by swimming an axe that was derailed from orbit, broke through the wall of water and tangled in Oberk's foot fins like a creature.

"Shit!"

Oberg's tongue punch. I won't let you near the Grace body. He unleashed the slaughter of the water, but was turned away and swung at the mercy of his strength. One clash after another towards the pillars. Cross your arms and push through the pillars.

Oberk strips his fangs and laughs, throwing away his defense himself, leaving it to be swung to grace the slaughter and blow of the water and release it early in the arrow.

Slash away a series of water strikes flying in the other axe. but as a response, that's not enough to be perfect.

The essence of Oberk's attack is to manipulate the linked water by multiplying the movement at hand. It is like the imminent arrival of a huge, immaterial arm.

Since the attack is large, it cannot be offset by slashing only. But we can weaken the momentum. Focus the fight forward and break through, but Grace saw a slight bleed as to whether he had injured somewhere in the current offense. That's the same thing with Oberg being slammed to the pillar with Grace's strength. He escapes restraint even though he suffers a hand wound, leaving to distance himself from the chain.

Keep it up, we'll just pack our minds with no impediments to each other's battles.

Oberk changes his movements. Avoid a massive blow and manipulate the water with both arms, fine and fast so as not to make you read the movement. Unlike the previous big move, it is less powerful but hard to tell where the move came from. but such moves, regardless of dodging, are also easy for Grace to intercept.

Grace attempts a breakthrough by waving a double axe and cutting off Oberg's moves.

There - I blew it up by weaving a blow of fate with power on it. If we don't miss this desk, we'll just manipulate the water and stretch the barrage. Take it, Grace crosses the axe and builds up the fighting spirit.

"Grrr!"

"Ooh!

If Oberk waves through his arms with the temper of tearing, Grace will be blown to the wall. To Oberg, who further showed his pursuit, Grace fisted the wall on his back, flying back and disappearing beyond it.

It was also an instant that Oberk thought he had escaped. An axe flew in with fierce momentum across the wall.

Swim and turn yourself around. But while the axe was over the wall, it flew precisely for Oberk's position.

An axe that was being pulled back with tremendous momentum, whether it was throwing an axe of both arms early successively through the wall and approaching Oberk.

Increase speed and unleash a counterattack as you swim. But Oberk doesn't know the exact location of Grace, so the throwing momentum won't weaken. Looks like they're following Oberg as he walks side-by-side across the wall.

I think we have the means to get this position. Magic? No, whether you use a shield or not, it should have all been via magic props. If so, it's...

"Blood!

Drifting in the water, Oberk's blood. Do you have an excellent feeling about the smell of blood due to vampire death? No, it's hard to think that by smell, because this is all the rubble splashing around and they're tracking the water precisely even though it's stirred. Not to mention over the wall.

That's probably not the physical five senses of smell, but another perceptual ability that depends on the species.

It is vampires who use blood to make magical connections and use blood to enslave their opponents. Is it also possible to know the position of the person who remembered the blood so as not to miss the prey? Or does it also have to do with this place being underwater?

Either way, if we are going to prevent this, we will need a technique that blocks magical detection, such as magical purification and junctions.

But I don't have time or preparation for that. The water clouds as I look at it. That should build a disadvantage for Oberg.

Oberk - turning down the option of escaping as a laugh - jumps himself into the barrage of axes. Break through the wall and go to the next room. Towards that direction where he threw the axe, he sticks a spear of anger straight in line with the timing of pulling it back.

Even as the debris shards splashed and the dust rushed through the rising cloudy waters - there was no sign of Grace there.

The struggling chains go on - the ceiling. Oberk understands that he moved upstairs as he sensed the assault and manipulated the chain in a struggle to lure it out.

It was almost simultaneous to look up and Grace smashing through the ceiling and coming in. Wearing enough fighting to emit purple electricity, he beckons Oberk's body to tear it apart with his fingernails. Neutralization by the blessing of the Moon Goddess and a ridiculous amount of struggle to break through the defense of Qi and slit her half.

It's the equivalent of a leg if you say so in person. The wound is not shallow. Oberk understands that the hand tag of mobility has been lost from himself.

So, what's next? Vampires will pull back the axe and see a special blow. Even if I could get a distance, I would no longer be constrained to avoid throwing that axe. If we're going to set up a battle, this is the only place.

"Crush it, vampire!

Together with his voice, he shows a trick that pinches him from the top and bottom with both hands. The water around Grace interlocks, applying water pressure to Grace as if it were a giant jaw.

That - Grace wrapped a struggle around her whole body and took it in such a position as to cross her arms overhead. Oberg, who exerts pressure with unseen force, and Grace, who endures more with fortification through struggle.

Is there also a recoil in Oberk's hand that controls the procedure, making a squeaky noise and scattering a spark from the flat of his hand?

"Oh, whoa, whoa!

"Ahhhhh!

With both growls, there is a shattering sound. It was - it was Oberk - who pushed and lost in comparison to the force. Both arms are bounced wide back.

Defense that has been emptied. Axe pulled back by struggle. A red-eyed vampire stepping in with his heightened fighting spirit intact. Concentrating on spewing air bombs out of your mouth didn't make it.

I felt a deadly flash of axe running through my body. Around. Leaving the half of the marine life, Oberg's upper body sinks.

"Brilliant, vampire"

"It's a dampiera. I'm not a vampire."

"Right. Sorry about that."

Goddamn, just leak a fun inclusive laugh.

Oberk's body collapses, bubbles and scatters in the water. When Grace saw it, she exhaled heavily to contain the heightened destructive impulse.