Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

Yura's kamikaze is echoing all around her. The Herd of Warcraft clearly seemed to be losing its ability to regenerate.

So you have a sense of crisis, and your opponent also seems to be trying to focus his power on an opponent who can use the power of sabotage. I mean - even to Stephania.

A high number of opponents. While using Crystal Armor to associate with Demons, you can also create Decoys, but there is still danger if you can attack them from multiple sources. I appreciate having my people protect my back, but I can't put a huge burden on them either. If...

"Corliss!

Corliss, who received that thought with a five-sense link if Stephania raised her voice, expands even louder and wider the crystals that unfold around her.

Its appearance is spherical. Crystalline thorns pop up on the spherical surface to begin high-speed rotation by continuing to hook the nails with Corliss' procedures for digging underground from the inside.

Such a swordswallowing object - flew. At considerable speeds, he flies precisely towards the herd of warcraft, even though it spins at high speeds.

Physical attack only. If so, you can stop it with quantity and force. Stop with meat, crush the shell, slap the operators inside -!

Did the herd of warcraft decide that, or even cowered at the spinning thorn balls, they roar into it.

It's that moment where I want to take the enemy. The thorn balls were wrapped in white light. Light Magic Class 6, Brightness Field. It is a form that activates the defensive magic of light that causes it to unfold around the operator, using thorny balls as a catalyst.

Stefania supports the sphere with levitation and covers it by light magic. Later, Corliss flies it by a magic prop that incorporates an applied technique of solid hammers as he rotates it with his fingernails from the inside.

Huge spike balls rush from demon herd to herd as they tear, burn, and bounce off opponents touched by the power of evil.

Integrated attack. Omnidirectional combined attack. The half-breed attack is lightly bounced because it is covered with defensive magic on top of the fast spinning, torn apart by spines that move around even to force them to stop, and even with the shock of burning, the Warcraft can't help beating in numbers.

And there's no such thing as a lack of precision because it sounds like a great move.

Those who can't avoid it because of the presence of their companions by going into it as a group really come out. Corliss senses magic and accurately tracks such positioned enemies. Accurately stacks up enemy damage, wear and tear.

Beryl Mall's magic sensing ability is a sympathy with the sense of smell.

That is why it is possible to smell and divide its fine wavelength differences with the sense of smell when it senses magic. The subject will be on the other side of the thick soil, but it will be through a crystal - so long as you can sense magic, you can know exactly where it is and how it moves.

Those who chased from behind and managed to stop Corliss and Stephania, who rammed around endlessly - were inhibited by the magic thread deployed from the floating Magic Slave. Ignis, who has stuck where he stopped the movement at a fierce rate, flashes together and breaks both ways with Maxwell in his hand.

"Though it's easy to get surprised as someone who protects your back because it stands out... I mean, if you're suggesting the use of unscrupulous technique, but if you want it to happen, you want it to happen."

And, in the form of a grasp on Ignis' back, Rosemary laughs bitterly at Stephania and Corliss' moves.

Although Stefania is discussing with Theodore some combined moves with the user demons, and developing linkage attacks, it was Alfred who used Theodore's technique and it as a magic prop that solved the problem with this move.

Without the control technique of the solid hammer, it would have been difficult to travel at high speeds while flying freely through the air.

Swallow flies around a whirlpool of wind.

Awesome flying speed. Clash head-on in the air with flying cows.

The nail carrying the poison of the cow is imminent. If you grab the wrist and stop it and slap a fierce kick into your torso - the cow blows back.

But I felt it was stiff even if it was based on Tsubaki's physical abilities. The epidermis. The epidermis is unusually hard. Feels like I kicked my armor in my legs.

The blowing cow doesn't look obvious, and when he wraps purple electricity around his arm, he releases a thunderbolt.

"Scatter!"

Tsubaki missed the lightning strike by unleashing Yura's depicted substitute curse.

With the high calf and the ghost. A meshing opponent who uses both tough physical abilities as a weapon and even handles surgery on them.

"The poison in the nails, they were no big deal..."

It's a slow poison that gradually replaces your opponent with a cow. Because this is a story where you can purify it lightly for glutinous rice, bills, etc., and if you defeat the parent Keoshi, it's not a problem... it's more like a curse than a poison.

Naturally, I don't get through to Tsubaki because I'm taking measures against spells. You don't have to worry excessively about there in a fight.

The problem is that the other cow is manipulating a lightning strike.

With the passage of time, Keoshi is in Tsubaki's knowledge as he gradually becomes more powerful. After death, the stiff, stiff flesh will also gradually loosen up, regaining its lifetime knowledge, personality, and allowing its entire body to be covered in hair and fly freely in the air. Next, we gain divine power, such as manipulating lightning.

Ultimately, it will be untouchable, comparable to Tensen?

Even though the cow in front of you hasn't gotten that far, it's still a mess. I don't feel the knowledge, personality, etc., and I maintain the appearance of people.

"Made, something like that"

With such a grunt. Tsubaki's body penetrates at a rate that doesn't even go unnoticed. Did you see that the technique of thunder strikes does not work, or Kyoshi also responds to it in combat.

Do you know how to martial arts, this time it's not an attack that rips with your nails, it releases a piercing hand. I deviate from my torso and avoid it, and see a kick-footed blow wrapped around a whirlpool of wind.

Blowing away as you rotate your body so that it winds away is still not enjoyable. He rushes in to bounce back instantly and strikes back with lightning on his hands and feet. The vortex of swollen wind resides in magic, which makes it a barrier against surgery, but the effect of winding it up and blowing it seems to be attenuated.

The force is mutual. If so, the physical battle...

A piercing hand passes right next to your cheek so that it can be plundered. Palm bottom. I don't avoid cows. The quickest, counterattack knee kick jumps. Intercept to slap your elbow. Leave yourself to be bounced by impact and rotate your body. Slap your heels against your side head with a spinning kick.

The head of the cow shakes. Even if it strikes directly, it remains faceless. Moves to grab Tsubaki's leg. Operate body movements with a whirlpool of wind. Change the direction of rotation so that it slips through between your arms and slap the kick right from the top. Keoshi is also re-establishing his attitude when he turns and steps in.

Keoshi also jumps in from body to body toward Tsubaki and punches him in the elbow with his face where he drove the intermission crazy.

Take it by the palm at the inch. Heavy impact. With the help of a whirlpool of wind, throw to involve the cow.

Braking in the air pushes me in to reflect. Uninterruptible. The offense is uninterrupted forever. The stubbornness of being able to endure it more than once was the first surprise for Tsubaki when he said he was tapping into the attack with the momentum of crushing every body.

Translate - whether you have the endurance to that point even in five minutes. It is undeniable that the more we are attacked, the more unfavourable the war situation becomes. Someone who is strong enough to cross us. He's the one I never imagined, but Tsubaki feels his heart lifting.

"I don't know... it's our bad habit"

With that said. Tsubaki bursts into the dead line herself laughing. Reward fists and kicks with special power, avoid beating them up, get beat up and take them...

"There!

As you slip through the lightning barrier - a single fist of swordfish that concentrates the vortex of the wind captures the chest plate of a cow. A tremendous shock broke through and blew the cow's body wide back as it spun. Still, Kyoshi is unresponsive. I'm forced to stop moving in the air, and I'm going in instantly.

It should have been handy enough, but the cows don't feel the pain. So even if he eats the attack, he strikes back instantly. Moving. Don't stop attacking.

The force is five minutes. In beatings, defense is disadvantaged because of endurance and the presence of pain. So, what's the move...?

Avoid spear-like piercing involving thunderbolts that are rolled out - as you step further. Avoid and take that arm. The interference caused by the wind on the opponent is attenuated. So move your previous body technique and your own body in the wind.

An unpleasant noise and sensation came through the bumpy arm. By flying with a vortex of wind from body to body, he destroyed the arm of the cow - the joint part. He reaches out to Tsubaki, who is still holding onto his arm, unconstructively empty. Avoid being grabbed by a clip and slap your kick in the leg and leave. Keep one arm hanging. Keoshi comes in.

He let his body do the big thing and swung his broken arm like a whip. Unexpected attack. It was a sword eating a knife on his shoulder - but Tsubaki has also slipped through Kyushi's sweetened defenses and slammed a fist similar to the one he had earlier into the same spot in different dimensions.

"Whoa, whoa!

Roaring. Without even knowing the blow he had eaten at his shoulder, Tsubaki thrusts straight forward, faster than the blowing cow can recover. Thunder strike of interception. Put a substitute curse forward, thrust through a bursting blast...

Add a twist to your whole body, and a struggling ghost fist captures the chest plate of a cow three times. The blown end is the wall of Claudia's unfolding junction. My body trembles fine so that the cow that clashed my back would be electrocuted.

It's not a bump to miss that. Don't hesitate to pack an intermission and leave it to your strength and struggle to knock in the barrage of fists. Heavy shocks captured the bovine body many times - cracks ran on its body surface. From the chest plate, cracks spread throughout the body.

Even if you keep tapping hard body surfaces and blood sprays out of your fists. Even if it releases a thunderbolt of counterattack from close range.

Still, Tsubaki doesn't stop the series of attacks laughing. Keoshi sticks his still surviving arm in. If you slip it through to tilt your neck and tap a positive fist into your head that focuses on the vortex of wind and struggle wrapped around your body -.

So Keoshi stopped moving. He falls and goes as he slips through the junction wall - his body melts and collapses.

Dropping off the sight - Tsubaki took a deep breath to calm his exalted feelings.

"What's your name?

"It's Rikhou!

Deputy - The countless curses unleashed by Liquhou strike like a blizzard. It is a power of evil, and is not a substitute for the monstrous Orier to feel the pain of burning if he touches it. But.

"Be smart!

If Orier waved his arms wide, the curse that was looming from all directions went straight into two. He flew a spider thread with a thread saw structure. Liquhou opens his eyes.

"So many demons have come to this land - no, you mean from Hitaca? Looks like you've brought in something extra."

It was the sword of the tree that Likhaw took out. It looked like a wooden sword with no weirdness whatsoever. That, with the magic of Likhaw, turns it into a shining sword.

"A peach wooden sword...!

Orier laughed with her eyes open as she hoped.

An evil sword with a very strong power against the demon. He slits the spider yarn that unfolds in the space and plunges it into Olier.

A thick bunch of yarn unfolds from both Orier arms. It was formed in 3D - consolidated, in the form of a sword. But the sword is filled with gaps. For standing around stretching threads, I wonder if melee combat is unfamiliar, trying to cut into Orier, who shows his defensive set-up -.

At the next moment, Liquhou was heavily blown away by something bouncing off the sidelines.

"What!?

The surgical barrier was unfolding, but they were still pushing through the impact.

It was a giant spider's foot that jumped. He jumped out around Orier's back and hit him straight from the side like a giant whip.

The thread Orier scaffolds deflects heavily. After deflection - with recoil as if to release, Orier, who flies out at a rate like a shell, follows Liquhou.

A sword of thread with demonic power looms. Cut with a magical wooden sword, but a spider's foot pops out of its back the moment it is attacked. If you try to defend yourself, that's what you use to move, not attack.

He releases countless slashing threads as he tries to hook up to the magic shield and spread the time. Throw a spell to intercept, intercept. A sword sewn up by a blast and threaded into the pattern approaches with a large arc.

"Don't lick it!

Fly past the slashing trajectory wide behind you, releasing more than one wooden sword piercing the curse, allowing it to fly and manipulate. It's to counter Orier's manoeuvres coming after us.

Extraordinary attack density and unusual movement. That should be it, too. Four spider legs in addition to human hands and feet. Yarn, yarn, yarn unfolding from the sphere of light that dances around you. Because we use them to attack and move. Respond to Orier with a flying wooden sword and a liquor hoe body.

Clashes. Countless blasts burst. Rikho flies big back in the blast. Orier stays on the spot without going deep.

Orier - looks at Rikhaw with cold, murderous eyes. The figure of a person - the texture was gradually breaking down, multiple eyes were opening, and there was a glimpse of the nature of the spider.

"You are... apparently fighting with those corpses is the nature to show the truth."

Likhaw sees the cows on the side, in the words. They should all be a thousand powerful cows...... perfectly held back and unable to come to Liquhou's reinforcements. It was an incredible sight to behold.

Even so, Orier doesn't look alarmed. The Bureau of War was - very unfavourable to Likhaw.

"Don't get on the diagram, you monster!

When Lichhoe quickly marks and releases the palm bottom, an invisible shock wave is emitted. When Orier takes it with his arms crossed, he flies a slashing thread just to fight back.

Fly. Fly away and avoid Orier's counterattack, sticking out the gossip mirror you put out of your nostalgia. A blue and white flash was emitted from the mirror. Try to flash with a flash of evil power, and also burn down the spider yarn that Orier has deployed into space.

Orier follows Liquhou with his magic shield on the scaffold, dodging flashes and flying wooden swords that make him behave in a complicated manner. Shootouts at a distance. Skip yarn and fly magic flashes and slashes. Many times magic and demonic powers burst and a blast rolls in.

Unexpectedly - Liquhou stopped the flight.

"Are we done here?

Orier is imminent. Rickhow, who looked back - was laughing. If you make a mark, a curse will suddenly appear in all directions. The art of serenity. And it is the exorcism that the deployed multiple curses create.

Orier's movements had just plunged in for a liquor hoe, and he had been suddenly stopped. He was imprisoned by the exorcists.

If Likhaw makes one mark after the other, the curse will increase its radiance and the interior of the formation will stain red and red.

"This is-"

"Blow it up!"

If you throw a similarly red-hot peach wooden sword at Orier. The formation had a huge explosion. Likhaw laughs at the burning Orier's body -.

"Is that your trump card?"

The voice - I heard it right behind Likhaw. A huge amount of yarn wrapped around Liquhou's body - where he sealed the movement. The little spider on the collar reveals who it is.

The little spider revealed himself as he saw it - becoming a giant spider, nestled behind a liquhou.

I don't understand. So. What's burning in front of you?

Yarn. A yarn made of yarn? He was halfway through the monster's appearance because it was different from the human texture - not to let him see that it was a thread? As I hid a spell to deploy my formation in the explosion. Switch it somewhere, change your body slightly...

"I just understood, it's too late"

The thread trembles and the woman's voice echoes around. Something cold runs on that fact.

A spider wields a threaded liquor hoe loudly. That's dexterity that doesn't seem like a spider...

"Ugh, whoa!?

I used the magic I had worked out to blow up the jailbird in the line. I have time to work out my magic again to escape...

The walls of the looming junction. Clash. Defending with a surgical ceremony, but heavy impact runs. I'm still swinging without you. Around heaven and earth. Approaching ground. Wall of the junction. I don't know the direction of the clash. Impact. Impact.

Eventually - where resistance due to defensive techniques is also completely gone, Orier wraps himself in yarn balls when he abandons the liquor hoe like he lost interest, before returning to the figure of a person. That was how he responded with his thumbs up to the little spiders who had been sipping and watching in the distance.

Prince Kai's manipulative monetary sword pierces the Warcraft. A struggling gin blows up the imminent warcraft from behind - the acorn chops it up with a twister.

Obviously, we can see the Warcraft moving dull and getting weaker and weaker than they were at first. Vinckle and Belius are aligned and flash and fire from their mouths. Warcraft explodes. Even though it explodes and gathers again, it is smaller than earlier. The slaughter by Jake's curse of flames and the blow from Lindblum's tail of struggle swept away there, scattering again shortly after he recovered.

As far as Genlai, Prince Kai's master, was concerned, some individuals even let him disappear without regenerating him.

I can. I can keep pushing it out. Prince Kai thought so, that's when. When I wonder if the Warcraft roared in unison, it melted into an indeterminate shape, becoming light and gathering in one place.

"This is-"

If the formation is unfavourable by attacking in numbers, we have no choice but to change the methods of warfare. I guess that means gathering strength in one place. The light of the Warcraft is shining to protect their surroundings, allowing them to develop defenses that play the power of evil. The force gathers and increases. That's when.

A giant pitch-black shell - had been slammed into the light that was gathering.

It's Grace's firecracker. The moment I touch the lump of light - the fighting shell swells further and doubles its power, pushing it through.

"- Intense signs of darkness. As well as nature belonging to the night to each other. Then the means of confrontation is not only the power of holiness. You just have to assimilate it and take it away."

That's the nature of vampires. Grace tells ruthlessly as she pounds a black thunder from her limbs.

Even if he played the power of evil, he was willing to accept it. So naturally, Grace's blow went through lightly.

What was unexpected to the Warcraft were their effects. It was supposed to be a less meaningful attack, but it was assimilated, seized and instantly depleted as an attack force.

Even though the power that was supposed to be gathered was shredded quietly, the Warcraft had managed to take shape. I see Grace with eyes that burn in anger as she becomes a giant beast. Roar up and kick space with your limbs. That - Grace intercepted it head-on.

A black fighting spirit swirls from all over his body - the slaughter released from the axe cleaves every nail rolled out by the Warcraft, taking away his power as he transforms into power. The warcraft turns itself upside down so that it is quickly chopped up and incomprehensible.

Something more incompatible than the power of evil. ruler of the night they do not know. Moreover, the force of swirling increases with each dimension.

"The Spirits of the Night... Stay with me for a while."

Big Upper Stage. If you align the two axes, shake them and hit them down... Huge enough slaughter to look up will roar and loom.

Where the immense figure of the Warcraft was turned into two pieces straight from his head, he was finally unable to maintain his shape, becoming a cluttered and harmless spirit and scattered.