Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

Beschmerck's generals fly into the sky one after the other with a roar like no man could possibly imagine. But behind the roar of the beast and the seemingly overflowing power from the inside, he did not do anything to immediately jump toward the enemy, so that he could be guided by the red glow of the spell, showing the movement that was the organization.

It is Xanaelk who rules them. Therefore, it is possible to show the dominion of the spell - more undisturbed than simple orders, as long as the manipulation is followed - the organizational movement.

To those who descended from the airship that appeared on the battlefield, each group was created and dispersed so as to be relative. They're going to divert the line that was lined up on the ground by floating in the air as it were. I guess some people have the idea of securing a certain size and breaking through the front.

It is Diadora who leads the soldiers who play a role in the front breakthrough that gives them "orders" as commanders. It seems that the flying spell can also be used by Diadora, who looks at the foggy forest at the front as she wraps around a vast red glow.

The outside world is blocked by the prayer junction of Grantios, but if we nevertheless reach the junction, we will simultaneously try to break it from the inside. It is not impossible to speed up the interruption of the effects of the junction.

That's why the front breakthrough. A division of roles between those who hold back enemies trying to get in the way of it.

That - must be stopped.

Perhaps the ship's assault - more than being a spell soldier, and more than Xanaelk on the spot - goes to deal with such things as a simultaneous reflex spell.

Even if you have magic conversion armor, you don't know what happens to the interference between the surgical ceremonies in such cases. In the worst case scenario, it may even be possible for the ship to become unnavigable.

Because the countermeasures to the reflex spell remain at the individual level. This means that if we stop the runaway generals, this will be by direct combat.

Out of nowhere, a curse and a curse echo on the battlefield. A mixed chorus of the people of Grantios, Harpy and Lamia gives courage to the hearts and minds of the generals, reinforcements of the nations of the Alliance against Demons.

"Well, I understand that if you cut your consciousness, you'll stop."

"Runaway is a nasty story. Maybe it won't stop in the middle of nowhere."

King Ignado and Ingway wrap up an enormous amount of fighting as they queue up the enemy soldiers they are about to form.

"Hmm. Maybe it's quicker to use magic than martial arts."

"You can't wear a hole in your hands and feet in martial arts. Attack on the surface, not on the point. Plower your consciousness with impact, not slaughter or spike. It also works around restraint ceremonies."

Queen Aurelia nodded at Siegmund's words.

"Then it would be better to think about pushing the magicians into something they can't use."

"If you're a flying unit, you can scratch around with manoeuvre to create gaps."

King Fareed and King Leandre answer that way.

Monsters to humans, elves, dwarves, beasts, fishermen, ghosts. Coalition of all species.

Unification of the chain of command is important in order to avoid confusion, but there are significant differences in capabilities from unit to unit, so kings of nations act as force commanders.

The unification of will when judgment was divided was supposed to be Queen Aurelia.

"In any case. It will not be impossible to prune consciousness if it depends on the flesh and spirit."

"Sure. It also looks like a surgical formula is working on the instinctive part"

"Mm-hmm. If you're going to be a puppet-like pawn, you can't be."

Emperors Shunkai and Raimei agree with the words of the Youki Emperor.

"If the enemy is losing reason, it's just fine. I don't have to worry about being used in intelligence warfare because I've been busted. I can't act so I don't kill you, because it suits my abilities."

Tesdiros said quietly, wrapped in thunder.

"Lord Euphemia said he wanted me to feel safe because the people he defeated could not stay and throw him into the world of his dreams. Don't worry, the people who fall off in real life will be transported to a safe place by our friends."

Ketsey... Pietro's body laughed with one eye closed. The role of Pietro is to lead the Split and Medal Golem to provide assistance other than combat. Even dangerous tasks can be easily carried out with the use of separation.

"Pfft. Thank God there's less risk of getting involved."

Auria laughs at such Pietro words.

There are four airships in total, including the Sirius, against the generals of Beshmerk. Fog Forest - Sirius at the bottom of the front. Another ship over the sky. Divide left and right enemies deeply devoured in an attempt to make a frontal breakthrough, one at a time, for the purpose of siege.

I guess the truth is that it would be more advantageous to expand widely inside the juncture and to surround it from all quarters. But beyond the hills is the battlefield of Theodore.

Whether you are an enemy or an ally, you have to concentrate your power on the front side in the sense that you are involved and prevent the damage from spreading.

In any case, it is not a bad story to keep the airship somewhat dense and easy to interact with, as it will also be a place of refuge. Instead, Orier bounded the yarn. Mihayanoterhime is expanding a gigantic band of water. Whether you build a defensive position or a favorable field, you work in favor of defense.

Such a sneer at them, and yet Sandiadora laughs. Eyes open, fangs peeled. Diadora holds hands.

"- Come on, go! Crush your enemies and conquer my king!

with the decree of Diadora. The generals of Beshmerk roar as much as they rock the sky. Spraying the glow of the spell with explosive momentum, it approaches the fleet as the red tsunami strikes.

"I'll frustrate your nose and kill the momentum!

"I know!

It was the ghosts led by Raymays who cut ahead and jumped into the other side. Genlai and the others breathe together to create a blinding split in immortality.

Enough for the ghosts on a roundabout that made them wonder which to deal with. When I thought I was caught saying something to my tremendous fighting and stubbornness, the ghosts pushed me into the air and near the surface where my enemies were less dense with force, letting me act as an organization.

I have each piece of anti-spell gear. If so, later, push into the force and split. So you just have to strangle them out of the way.

That said, it only serves to sharpen the momentum of the assault. Beshmerk's general is still here. A flying unit led by King Leandre and Elliott and the others responds to the troops cutting in from the right wing, and enemies from the left wing are intercepted by the fishermen along with a vast band of water.

Those who pushed forcefully into the front were imprisoned at the junction of the thread created by Orier and the little spiders. Seven elders bathe in the clouds of sleep, but raise the red curse to resist, and roar to cleave the thread with the sword of the spell. A thunderbolt of Tesdiros poured down there. A voltage only blow is a crackdown that has no killing power. So by depriving the body of its freedom, letting it definitely inhale the clouds of sleep, and extending the time necessary for the resistance of the surgery, it definitely drops to sleep.

Those who had lost consciousness were scratched to the point where the thread was unwrapped.

"Don't go away, you idiots! Don't break the line, use your spell sword and spear to make sure you push in!

The Beast's roaring Beshmelk generals rearrange the line to the extent that they do not protrude under such a Diadora order.

In fact, spell swords and spears are troublesome things, and they slip through shields and armor unless you interfere with them with fighting or magic, or counter them with anti-spell magic props and rituals, etc.

"Kuh!?

A spell sword plunders the sight of a knight who has lost his temper in the shield.

I'm trying to push you into a collapse. There - one beast jumps in. It's a big spell soldier built by Elena in the workshop. It's supposed to be a big egg beast - but when it growls, the spell sword and spear creep apart. A red brilliant blow hovers over the tail where the Beshmelk soldiers have disturbed control.

Unlike impromptu egg beasts and egg nights, this anti-spell soldier has the ability to specialize in anti-spells. Elena's trump card.

"Elmentrude...... you have a troublesome handkerchief!

It was the moment Diadora was distracted by you.

A massive shockwave slaughter poured out of his head.

"Octo!

Diadora breaks through the shockwave by deploying a triangular cone-shaped spell barrier. When I ran into the sky - there was Steven. Look at Diadora with cold eyes.

"I'm your opponent. Everyone gets in the way and keeps them away."

If Diadora turned her gaze - her fellow demon-killers depended on the breakup with the soldiers around her. Elite in the Elite. You won't want help.

"Kuku, are you going to challenge me alone, knowing what's in your hand, when you didn't reach Calcedone and Citria?

Steven's response was - to stick his fist out silently. An extremely concentrated shockwave bullet flies from the front, easily shooting through the unfolding Diadora spell barrier and plundering its cheeks.

"This level of practice..."

"You're making a mistake. I just didn't want to scratch those two. I can beat your whole body to pieces than I can even secure my medication. You don't think it's the same as before."

If Steven sets up, a tremendous force will erupt from the inside of him. It's a diadora to keep an eye on.

Diadora laughs with her hands wide open as she stares at Steven. Shoulder to shoulder. With a playful trick.

"A piece from the past… will challenge the weapon to increase the curse and drill due to feelings for me,? Not at all... not at all. I feel something called cause and effect. The Demon Killer also said I was the enemy of the world... I guess so. If it is the world of today that is made up of a pile of causes and consequences, it makes perfect sense that even the footprints left in the past will be my enemies."

A crack runs on Diadora's forehead, where red eyes, also called third eyes, appear and wings grow from her back. It's not by spell - it's black wings with entities.

"What does it look like?"

"It's human. But the pedigree is a little old. Is it called ancestral return? We're just talking about the ancestors of those affected by transformation in the demonic world."

"Like a vampire, you mean?

Diadora laughs at Steven's words.

"I don't hate kids who understand fast. You swallowed well for a long time. My pedigree was a little long lived, because there were so many who could handle the spell. I used to serve another King Beshmerk and do research on the demonic world... but when I did research that touched contraindications, I was banished to a remote place."

Diadora said as she gestured to Her Majesty the Xanaelk, speaking back.

"Oh. I'm neglected because of the anomaly, or I'm having trouble getting a weird mistake. I've been me for a long time. I don't understand it from an ordinary husband. How is transformation and the ruin of the world? I don't know anything. If you failed, why don't you learn from it, improve it, and move on? With the light of wisdom, one should move on. Don't you think?

"Do something on your own...! How many people do you think the action you took with that idea made you suffer......!? I still am! Forcing those who do not want to fight! Whether it's such an aesthetic or something, you just have to let it end as far as you can do it alone without anyone getting involved!

To Steven's words like throwing up and throwing away, Diadora gave him a smile that even seemed serene.

"Sacrifice. Right. You. You guys have about the right to slap a grudge on me. So - I'll deal with them. And I'll crush it, and I'll move on."

Say so. Diadora opens her eyes and strips her fangs.

"Enemy of the world! Yeah, that's pretty good! Better than the former, my enemies are the unknown Mori Banjo itself! It is my desire to unravel the truth and illuminate the darkness of ignorance with a blurred light of wisdom!

"I guess that kind of pride called for the ruin of the past. Huh!

"Proud!? Fear of contraindications makes a fortune! If you can repel the ruin that comes from the unknown, know that all sacrifices are but the foundation!

"What do you talk about just sacrificing other people for research! I can say such arrogance because I'm not supposed to be on the side of sacrifice!

"Bullshit!

with a growl. A flash of light ran out of Diadora's eyes. Shoot him off with a fist behind the shock wave, and if you see a spinning kick, a huge kick like a tsunami approaches Diadora from across.

That - the red glow that dwelt in Diadora's hand cleaves open. It's a giant claw shaped by a spell. Diadora rushes in at a tremendous rate with her black wings flashing.

Steven's ability to fight melee is weak. If you mishandle the shockwave, you'll even get yourself involved. That's why Diadora also sets up melee battles with her transformed physical abilities up front.

Steven was taking Diadora's red knife with a black sword, approaching in a neck-dropping orbit.

"This is...!

Similar to the shadow sickle used by Calcedone and Citria - that's one of the aliens in the possession of children made as next-generation biological spell soldiers.

It enables the Demon Stone to activate remotely by allowing it to have the ability to act as a Magic Slave and connect with contract magic. The timing of the activation - is established by Avril relaying it.

Kids who don't have enough experience in action don't put them on the battlefield, Steven handles them instead. Steven was convinced that the decay was fine as long as Diadora was dealt with because it was via Slave. If your abilities are raised to the bottom with passion. The abilities of our people will not break again.

"I see! That's my past! Fine. I'll put them all together and deal with them!

Diadora doesn't spread the time. (10) Do not retreat from the impending, breathtaking intermission. Even if it activates a wide variety of abilities, it's because it's none other than Steven's own.

Red light bullets scatter in all directions as the wings blink. - A spell-guided bomb. Scattered light bullets come in for Steven.

The opposing Steven will not break his impending posture, but his companion's ability to remember and deactivate him by sprinkling his replacement talisman instead of decoy. At the same time, push Diadora back by adding that mindfulness to her physical abilities.

Shadow sword in your right hand. Expand the ice sword on your left. Cut the claws of Diadora's hands together with tremendous momentum. Flash emitted from Diadora's forehead. Tilt his neck and avoid, unfolding Redric's flaming whip on his nail tip and releasing his kicking leg.

Reverse yourself and avoid, interfering with Diadora's consciousness with Avril's ability.

Slashing is carried out with caution in the right direction, knocking in the shockwave, which is fateful from the opposite direction - but Diadora created a replacement by spell to receive the shockwave and let the slaughter respond with claws.

The replacement even seemed to inhale the entire aftermath of the shock wave. I guess that's the effect, the art of nature. As an alternate talisman prevails in the spell. The art of the same lineage exists.

"Shit -!"

"You're not used to using your abilities in action, Avril! I know what you're capable of even amplifying your fears!

Diadora flies. Fly back. A red light bullet swells rapidly in his overhead hand. I've been projecting it with tremendous momentum so that it interacts with the wingspan.

Steven slaps the shockwave straight from the top. Blast. Smoke. With that in the dark, Diadora comes through the shortest distance. Sense with Avril's ability. Spike of the claw rolling out as the cone rubs and rotates.

Deciding he couldn't take it off, Steven released the sphere-shaped demon prop in an unspoiled direction, moving ahead to show it.

The transfer gates we've planted on the rock already are useless on this battlefield. Then Elise's abilities are also used to defeat Diadora. The destination where the sphere demon props were thrown is the destination. It is a substitute for such adjustments.

There is no burden on Steven in exercising his abilities.

At the moment of transfer, it is ready to emit a shock wave. Strike a shock wave from both sides into the detached Diadora, like shooting your fists and fists together.

Diadora rises to the top with the explosion. I made a substitute spell with one hair in time, I guess. The speed of reaction, the speed of surgical construction, is unusual.

Ancestry and Diadora expressed themselves, but they are superior variants of reflex nerves and thinking abilities. Therefore, the construction and precision of the procedure without chanting surpasses that of normal human beings. You don't need to deploy a magic circle.

"My heart, stop the heartbeat!

Even as Diadora's third eye shines, the curse that is supposed to take the life of her opponent in line of sight with the Devil's Eye remains to burn down a single badge of ransom.

I go in with my tongue punched. I guess they come with plenty of measures. Some of Diadora's bills have been restricted. As a result, it is difficult to apply these measures. Where it's easy to understand - if you go over Steven in melee combat. The claw can be cleaved without any problem.

Utilizing the reaction speed and the three eyes, Diadora cuts into Steven with her hook paw. In contrast, Avril's ability to pre-empt and Steven's experience in action, as well as his allies' ability to shoot back.

Reward for slashing with claws and swords. small suppressed shock wave. A red flash of flash. Suck into the transfer gate and bounce back instantly. Take it with your claws and deploy an operable spell light bullet on all sides to focus it manually and knock it in. Intercept with Redric's blast.

Lights blink, scatter, sparks bounce and fly. Roaring mutual gains. Bursting shock waves and spells. Intense interactions like losing your life with one blink.

I plunder, my skin rips and my blood dances. Mix slashing, magic, and a struggling blow in your alien powers to slap meat and bones together.

Among such exchanges, Diadora was aware. to the fact that Steven only uses his natural abilities to an almost tractive extent. I guess you're going to build up your strength and release it somewhere. But I won't give you a gap to shoot the big moves -!

Increase the speed of the attack by holding back your physical abilities with a spell.

It was Diadora who pushed out the fire-like melee.

I went up there with air combat experience and skill. A flash of hook claws ripped off Steven's chest plate to the side the moment he missed deploying his magic shield.

"Gu!"

But - shallow. To Diadora, who tried to jump in and set up a chase, Steven showed her the stand to throw the magic equipment of the transfer to the side.

I see it. I'm chasing him. Demonic prop orbit.

Diadora develops a flying spell separate from the wing movement while showing only the structure of pursuing it. With a very sharp angle of sudden braking, he pushed in the direction that appeared as the metastasis was activated.

The next moment you show up at the destination of your metastasis. Diadora's claws pierced Steven's chest plate with a startling look on his face. Diadora with her eyes open and laughing. Splashing blood. Strike the spell directly and ensure the roots of your breath...

Any of them can disappear from Diadora's hands. Fake -? Euphemia? Reality Erosion. The Product of Embodiment. Such thoughts are only behind Diadora's brain.

At the next moment, Diadora was being drunk by a huge shockwave that rolled up.

Steven hasn't... moved the scene. Exactly disappeared with the metastasis and appeared in the same place. The Magix Rave, which engraved Euphemia's abilities - makes it look exactly the same to mislead it as a metastasis from the start, but only the weight is different. That's the substitute.

And there is a form where you can create massive shock waves without causing damage to yourself even at close range.

Yes, a tornado. Focusing on Steven, a giant shockwave vortex was wrapping around and swallowing Diadora's body. There are two whirlpools Steven creates that cross hands and release force. A vortex of conflicting fractures that flows up and down in the exact opposite direction.

"Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Damn, oh, oh!

The mood for overlapping rips. Steven, who continues to release his power at full strength, and Diadora, who endures it by deploying a spell barrier. Drinking by the vortex, he endures but unfolds and bathes the bullet of the spell, but Steven simply turns himself to the point of not being fatally injured and does not try to loosen his strength.

Steven's body endures the release of the power of the whole body and blood shines from his fingertips. Shoulders, flanks. The red light bullet decides. Blood erupts from the wounds received on the chest plate. Still won't stop.

force comparison. But if the equilibrium was broken, then it was a moment later. Diadora, who lost the push, is swallowed up by a shockwave vortex like a tree cut and blown away. Steven still hasn't stopped the force from releasing to Diadora as she winds up in a whirlpool of complex shockwaves.

If you manipulate a double tornado in your hand, reorient it and turn it into a further giant tornado, you slap it straight to the ground. Blow dirt and sand as you choke and smash the ground. That's how he breathes on his shoulders, and Steven finally stops releasing his power.

There was a figure of Diadora in the center of the crater. I guess I endured as much as I could withstand with the spell barrier and the art of replacement, but the tornadoes that have been continuously unleashed are not unbearable. Its limbs were shaky and its wing blades splashed...... tingly cramped.

Steven comes down with a rough breath.

Though I thought I should stab him to a halt, Steven unbuckled and exhaled heavily when a communication came in that Euphemia had thrown her twitchy Diadora into the prison of the dream world. You won't even have to show Diadora's death in front of Euphemia.

Within doing so, Valor was flying in, tapping in the sealing technique and boxing it.

"... that's a continuation of what I just said. Wisdom is not about unraveling everything - it would be something we all use to be happy. I'm... not as smart as you are... but when I'm twisting my head for everyone in my life... yes. It was fun though. That's enough for you. Well, you're not gonna hear me."

Steven closed his eyes a little and waved - kicking the magic shield and leaving the scene.