Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"Kukukuku......"

If Berk Fritz, with a black axe spear in his hand, laughs low and cuts the mark with one hand, his body floats in the universe. At his feet was wrapped something like a white beard.

And a few Berkfritz disciples. Berkfritz's creatures wrap around his feet and float into the universe.

It is also said that those who have reached Tianxian in immortality in immortality, can assimilate to the world and fly freely, etc., but Berkfritz is not on the right path, nor is he aiming for it.

However, he sought strong strength and thus mastered immortality. I practiced taking in the power of demons. So that flying technique is an alternative - a technique that can be positioned as a foreign method.

"… adding the ability to fly to others, including yourself, or? It seems like a convenient technique."

Opposite Theodore in the air as he descended from the deck of the Sirius.

Expand the shield to hollow. Theodore stays at about the same altitude as Berk Fritz. Berkfritz grins more and more delightfully at the sight. That's how we poked at each other from neither side.

Clash. The Uroboros and Berkfritz halvards in Theodore's hands echo heavy metal noises around them, and shockwaves become rings and spreads whenever each other's gains collide.

As a signal, the others moved out simultaneously.

"I'm going!

"Yes! Let's get started!

The guards who stepped down to the squad yard. With Ashley's voice, frozen space expands with fierce momentum, from its feet to its surroundings. If the ice columns forest in the space and flash the magic circle so that Stefania also responds, the defensive field unfolds to create an ice fortress inside the base.

Mallane saucers float and Durahan, Ignis and Belius descend into the ice fortress.

"Screw those women! Don't let them like you at our base!

With those words, the beasts, who were not added the ability to fly, arrived at the defensive position.

Creating a position inside an enemy base has the aim of stimulating the opponent's self-esteem and bringing in the enemy. That's why Berkfritz's gestures were a well-targeted reaction.

I would not do anything to hit the Sirius against the ground forces. Because the rest is troublesome when it comes to getting away with scattering into the forces of war on the ground.

The Beasts are becoming more belligerent by taking in demons. If I don't know any cowardice, I'm just going to roar up and stick it in. The fact that it was in front of Berk Fritz also held it back.

Intercept it - with a dense barrage that will dominate the space.

The beasts are not even frightened by it. He exposes himself to a bullet storm, builds up his fighting spirit, punches him through and into the defensive field. The ice columns also crush everything and penetrate to try to devour deep into the position.

It was the nearby martial officers led by Regina who intercepted it.

In the form of an enemy interception inside a defensive position with Ashley and the others. The strength of the martial arts officers is certain, but like Berkfritz gestures, they are not raised to the bottom. So fight inside the defensive field where the enemy moves dull to compensate for his strength and make the guard's defense strong.

"Whoa!

Take the blow of the cut in samurai and the beast man pays. That was all the martial arts officers were flying heavily behind. Keep the shield in the air on the scaffold. Not yet, but I'm training to the extent that I can fight on the deck of the Sirius - to the extent that I don't fall using it as an aid.

Another martial officer cut in after letting a blown colleague pursue him, and a Serafina acoustic bullet burst into the enemy who took the slaughter with a hook claw.

"There is!

The cranium is rocked by a shockwave, raising a growl that is neither bitter nor angry. A martial officer returns kicking an ice pillar to see a slaughter on the flank with a gap, but in no time the blood bubble covers the wound and regenerates. That's - Troll's ability to regenerate.

If it had taken in the power of the demon, it meant that its ability could be drawn out, albeit partially.

"Be careful! The people flying in the sky seem elite!

Auria's warning voice echoes on the battlefield.

Those who can be called the high brothers of Berkfritz, with their added ability to fly, have the minds of multiple demons in their bodies. Strength is enhanced by creating a flesh - vessel - that can withstand by training, where Berkfritz breathes the power of demons.

Those people - they express wild prospects and belligerency stronger than normal beasts, they identify the strong guys like Grace and Sheila, Scion and Durahan, Hervorte and Tesdiros, and they come in to aggressively attack them.

And - King Ignado and the relative Bear Beast Man are also among those with particularly unusual powers.

"- That's what Non's opponent is, is it?"

King Ignard says as he looks at his opponent, not to mention the attack of the Beast Man, who has rushed in with fierce momentum and has seen nail strikes. When he saw those eyes shining red, King Ignado frowned.

"My name is Boris. My mentor, Mr. Berkfritz, is a substitute for mentoring his brothers. If I win, I will prove that my master will prevail over the Beast King."

With that said, Boris rises an unusual amount of fighting spirit from his entire body and puts up his fists.

In short, it will be the norm in Berkfritz's gatekeepers. Handless and unarmed. We stood each other up in the air - and ran straight into each other.

Fighting fists are rolled out. If he gets half-hearted in the air and punches himself in the elbow from there, Boris takes it with his struggling palms. Just a counterattack and a kick foot bouncing from just below in a crushing orbit of King Ignado's jaw. It doesn't hit. King Ignado's arm is swung up to accelerate Boris' movement, accelerating kick-foot orbit. Blow it back so that it spins.

If King Ignado, half-hearted, waved his arm straight beside him without creation, an overlapping struggling nail strike would have been unleashed on the Five Articles as well.

Getting back in shape, while at the same time releasing nail strikes as the roaring Boris responds. The fighting and fighting clashed and the explosion rolled in.

Grace was - putting together two beasts to deal with.

Overhead and side. Cut in from two directions. Cut in with the Beast Man.

The beast man peeking through the masked gap is characterized by that of the Raptor. The wings were black and white, beautifully divided. Take the slaughter of the two beasts, each with a double axe, and swing the axe vertically and horizontally to cut them together with intense momentum as it is. The beasts are each equipped with a single-edged long sword.

I lowered the black raptor over my head back with a flash of axe, and when I thought I stepped in with the beast man in front of me, I slammed both axes together.

"Whoa!

White Raptor Beast Man builds his fighting spirit from all over his body to reinforce the strength and physical ability of his gains. Take Grace's blow with your sword. Back only for Grace's stepping in, but not to push it off. Because the other beast man came back to bounce faster than the beast man was blown away.

"I didn't know you were going over our brothers with your strength! But!"

I don't see how I got carried away by my beast brothers. If it is inferior to its power, it cuts in quickly and arrows all the time when it compensates with speed, skill, and collaboration. Awesome velocity corrugated attack. Instead of replacing him, he launches an attack on Grace with his brothers' unique way of breathing together.

"I see...... There's just something to say."

A pitch-black struggle occurs swirling from the feet of those graces.

Grace waving an axe like a dance and two beasts launching an attack instead. A number of metal sounds and sparks scattered through the air.

- Around the defensive position. Air warfare winds up everywhere.

Relative to Sheila is one of those beastly women out there with a strong human figure as well. Ears peeking through the gaps in the mask and their tails indicated that they were cat beasts, the same family as Sheila.

"I didn't expect to deal with your people here!

Beast man waving a metal whip as he flies around with those words in his mouth. Sheila dodges the attack by cutting off a whip that is manipulated by struggle to draw a complex orbit with extraordinary motion vision and prediction. And I frowned.

"Even with the same family, I'm sure it doesn't fit the story. I don't like people taking hostages."

"Ha!"

The Beastwoman laughs as she throws up, making the attack even more harsh.

Movement at hand. Struggling flow. I can predict the whip's orbit by looking at them. Disappear momentarily and cut in with a pearl sword in disillusionment.

Digrov - when he spotted Oldia coming down from the Sirius - took some of his companions and went first into her place. On the side of the neighborhood, Belius and Wimberg refrained as avant-gardes, but Oldia faces Digrov, controlling their movements by hand in an attempt to move to interception.

"I didn't think you could come all the way out to the battlefield. Shall I try to catch you and make effective use of you more than I have found this way? I don't think we can be stopped by the power of the spirits that serve the elves."

To such Digrov's words, Oldia closes her eyes. And I said.

"If you can do that, you can do whatever you want. I've stopped running away from my destiny. - Fate. Yes. I'm sure my power was destined to be used by you."

"Something I don't understand!"

That's what I say, Digrov steps in. The beasts who were taking them at the same time attack so that Belius and Wimberg can't put in a cross spear.

What Oldia did to Digrov, who bursts into a fierce momentum as he wraps up the struggle, lays his hands in front of him unconstitutionally and unfolds his magic shield. That was all.

It's just that the force of Digrov, who slammed the attack into the magic shield, slows down visibly, and the movement itself stagnates loosely.

"Hey!?

Strange feeling, like something is being taken away from your body.

Digrov sees a brilliance similar to green or purple magic around him, but he doesn't know what it is.

What seemed like a simple magic shield - nothing more than a chunk of temper that was altered by a phantom - Digrov had no reason to know that. A mass of created temper. Digrov keeps staying in that one.

Obviously, Oldia avoids slowing down Digrov from body to body.

It's a speed you can follow with your eyes. Never fast. A crude outfit that you can never say is martial arts superior from the point of view of Digrov, a civilian. The paradox that you're chasing with your eyes but you can't chase the motion.

When Digrov looked back after Oldia, over her palms, something was floating like a rainbow glowing gem.

Around his body, there is something like a brilliant airflow. I could see the airflow pouring into the gem.

It's dangerous, says a wild inquiry. Give up catching without causing injury, squeeze your fighting spirit and slap the bullet in. Even that fighting bullet disappears into the void so that it is thin before it reaches Oldia. The glow of the airflow increased, I felt like it.

Digrov felt terribly cold. The more you squeeze to draw strength, the more heat is taken from the inside of your body. That's a bad idea.

Even though I was right to refine inside without releasing it outside, I acted the exact opposite. As a result, the force falls out so that it collapses from the knee. Towards such a digrov.

"I'll give it back."

A dazzling flash was emitted from Oldia's waving gems. Digrov's body blows backwards with no hands, bathing the white light decently from close range from his face.

Faster than deciding that its nature was due to struggle, Digrov crashes into the walls of the Western Hall and smashes it through. I'm not willing to fight that should reinforce my physical abilities. Digrov's consciousness was flying by impact.

"Aftermath power...... Especially in your case, it doesn't involve training either. It's easy to peel."

That's how I turn my attention to the beasts engaged with Wimberg and Belius and the others. A glow of shades like Aurora danced around Oldia's body.