Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"I'm going!

Grace jumped in from the front when she said so and clashed with the Dragonians.

Clash - Yes, clash. If we think we've gone into each other's struggles from all over each other, we slap each other on the axe we're holding.

A crack ran on the stone at his feet, centered on that place where the dull noise sounded.

Keep it up, waving axes all the time when each other twists each other down from the front. Grace's twin axes and Dragonian battle axes intersected at fierce speeds, scattering sparks of struggle and struggle, and heavy metal noises echoed several times into the city of Endewills.

Ground battle. Grace's axe is so invisible that she can't see the tip of her arm. The Dragonians also gently swing the long-pattern battle axe like a tree cut or something to meet Grace.

Grace slashes constantly with a double axe. I thought I'd cut it with a battle axe, and a stone poke jumped from the bottom, scouring Grace's jaw-tip space. I thought I had shown a massive blow. A blow by a struggling tail fills the gap, and I don't even get behind in tricks against Grace. I won't let Grace's weapon step in until it rips open, and I will stand around insisting on the time when only the battle axe will arrive.

He looks like a power fighter himself, the type who actually fights his fighting spirit in the main, but he also has the technology with him.

Like Grace said, he's the one who meshes. Flying left to the right as they cut together, widening the battlefield, the two wield axes vertically and horizontally.

I don't mind what's going on around here. Neither the Ant soldier nor the walls of the private house that were nearby snap down, cleave, blow up and scatter what the three axes are in orbit, as if they had nothing in common.

Then the Ant soldier distanced himself from the battle of the Graces and headed towards the rear guard side. Ant soldiers were in a pushy mood even in the fight against the rear guard, but I guess they realized after some contact that if they stepped in the middle of the fight for the Graces, they would just fall apart like the wooden end swallowed by a tornado.

Of course, even as Grace dares to expand the battlefield for it. So the soldiers of the ants took it and gave up on interrupting itself.

That's not why Grace's own fight is at a disadvantage. Kick the ground to pieces and clash, and if you get bounced, stick it in. They wield each other's weapons as they crush and scatter the walls of their houses like papermen.

As the Dragonian inhibits Grace from approaching, he uses his full body strength to swing through the axe and turn with the momentum as it is.

Seeing a wall-by-wall sweep with a struggling tail, the debris struck Grace like a shotgun. Grace didn't hesitate at all. He unfolds a magic shield on his left arm to protect only his eyes, uplifting his fighting spirit all over his body and jumping straight into the rain of rubble. I have protection in my struggle, so I just think that's enough.

"Ha ha!

Fly the rubble with one of your own bodies, intact and over the shortest distance. Concentrate on the axe on your right arm to strike in the struggle that rose with the temper of tearing.

The Dragonians also concentrated their fighting and took it in the long part - but they couldn't take Grace's blow with the momentum. Swing it out. Keep swinging it out. Every body was blown through the walls of a private house, and a dragonian giant danced in the air.

However, I have not suffered any injuries that would interfere with the battle. Dragonians widen their wings as they rotate around. When I looked at Grace, who bowed herself to jump on the ground that way, I breathed heavily.

He kicked the private floor to pieces and used his full body strength for Grace to fly.

Dragonians roar. The acoustics emitted from the mouth turn into directed shockwaves, intercepting the impending grace.

But Grace understands the interception. I have already concentrated my fighting on the axe in both hands.

Swing it out so that it intersects toward the shock wave. The brilliance of the struggle turned into a giant slash, hitting each other with the shockwaves unleashed.

Clash of each other's moves. It was Grace's slashing wave that pushed him to win. Dragonians fought aggressively all over their bodies, crossing their arms to defend against it. I guess if you take it decently, you're just not sorry, but the Dragonians have strong scales. Swallow by a giant slaughter wave, it won't even reach fatal wounds for the Dragonians.

Upcoming Grace. Dragonians trying to get away from Grace's time by flapping their wings right away. But that didn't come true.

Because there were chains tangled in the wings. When he received the slaughter wave, Grace's chain drew a large arc and tangled its wings.

Grace laughs with her fangs on her mouth. Attracted.

The next offense cannot take advantage intervals due to reach differences. I try to tap into the fighting axe wrapped around Grace from the big top so that the timing is right - but at Grace's feet, who kicked the magic shield, the fighting was exploding and accelerating. At a rate far exceeding the Dragonian's imagination, he steps inside between battle axes.

Eye-opening dragonian and red grace eyes intersect.

While leaving the residual light from the purple struggle in the sky of Endewills, Grace swung through the axe of his right hand and swung through the torso of the Dragonian.

A moment of intersection. A dragonian giant falls behind Grace descending to the ground and carves a crack in the cobblestone. And - I never got up any more.

T-Rex comes at me with a growl. With extra power and giant, then toughness and crushing private homes but trying to capture me, thunderbolt and aim to chew me up with my jaw. Concentrate on controlling magic while jumping left at those attacks to the right and avoiding them.

- Reinforcement of the magic cycle, referred to in the study by Aeric-Wilcloud.

It takes environmental magic into the body, raising the total amount of magic, and whether it can be targeted for further amplification or physical strengthening.

Eric himself performs an experiment - like Hervorte - to control environmental magic by putting boundaries in a determined space, and sees a flash of success.

But it didn't even come to practical use, because there were two major problems.

The first problem is that we could not have gathered environmental magic without putting up a time bound.

This - the procedure my mother was studying solved. It's about gathering magic from around us.

Another problem - the negative effects of taking environmental magic into your body.

This is also an example of how if a mother takes in environmental magic of a miscellaneous nature, in some cases it can have a negative effect on her health. Eric also seems to have abandoned this study from that point.

Because I have never had the means to solve that, in my case, even if I collect environmental magic, I mix it with the magic released outside my body to control it and release magic from it, etc. … I treated it as an additional fuel if I were to paraphrase it.

But if there are means by which it is possible to control the environmental magic and cause it to degenerate according to the operator's flesh - even the way it is used varies from one to the next.

Yes, I have everything I need to fix the problem. I'll subvert and control the magic according to my will, Orihalcon.

Countless grains of light circling around the body like satellites - once the environmental magic gathered in twelve minutes is captured into the Orihalcon, the properties of which are transformed into objects close to my magic, and into the body through Uroboros.

"This is-"

As soon as I started, I could see my magic building up more than I had ever felt before.

That's when. T-Rex's struggling tail was approaching from side to side.

I - I raised my left arm unconsciously and took it with my deployed magic shield.

It wasn't as shocking as I had imagined. So much so that I feel that I can take it easy on the shield.

T-Rex feels something, opens his eyes and turns around, once he opens his time.

Radiation of excess magic enough to rise high from your entire body. Blue and white sparks scattered around. It is refined by the magic circulation to further amplify it.

"Okay, let's go - heh!

Uroboros roars to respond to my voice. I kicked the shield and went straight into it. Ridiculous acceleration. The magical glow of tail pulling.

T-Rex jumps in, tries to intercept me with his jaw, but did that speed exceed his expectations, leaving only a closing noise of the (after) behind, and I was jumping into his nostalgia.

I broke the T-Rex magic shield I deployed in defense - with a bollocks straight from the front, and my assault was deep into its torso. It's not technology. Literal force moves.

T-Rex stepping on a bump. Put enough magic on the bottom of your palm. Strike in the magic amplified to push it out as it is.

"Ahhh!

A sphere of freshly dazzled white light swelled up at the tip of his palm and plunged into the abdomen of T-Rex. With a growl, he unleashes countless magic shockwaves from his protruding palms.

Neither fighting defenses nor magic shields make sense. A burst consisting of a clash of waves and waves. And - the swollen white light is the last blast with directivity to blow T-Rex away.

T-Rex's giant tumbled more and more, wrapping the ants' soldiers around and into the rubble while knocking down the civilian house.

"Ahhh..."

Exhale loudly.

T-Rex stays lying down. I don't get up with my tongue dripping. Even if it's me who let go, I can feel my arms creeping and paralyzed.

… a result that was short but more than expected. But it seems difficult to control inside.

I still haven't figured out how much magic I can capture and how much it will amplify. You have to get used to that feeling because power and speed make everything different. Sometimes not being aware of gaps in physical abilities will work negatively in the offense.

And perhaps because it is not balanced with the normal magic circulation, it is also expected that there will be a corresponding recoil when too much magic is captured and activated for a long time.

If you don't adjust the amount of magic you take in and control it well, in many ways, the swords of the blades, and so on.

You have to practice. There are challenges too. But what you get is huge.

If you can antagonize Vallos with physical ability in melee, chances of winning will be more. I saw the palms raising white smoke, then I made a fist grip, and I bit my hand.