Different Dream Worlds - Reborn Cheats and Mysterious Skills to Build Different Worlds

The fiercely burning fires strewn over the earth separated the army of brave men from one boy and stood in front of it like walls.

Around the wall of fire were those who dared to cut him to the wall of fire if they did not help him, and those who magically tried to put him out. But before the scorching heat that even melts its earth, it equals the magic and other paper scum wrapped around weapons. Instead of overthrowing the magic again, it's the end of losing.

"No, sister...... Huh! Fire momentum is too strong!

"Well... I'll take care of it. Rebuild the formation now and prepare for simultaneous fire."

"Ha... yes, I get it. Prepare!

Thinking of an unsavory situation, Sylvia tells Lucy, Lucy flies instructions to the whole thing, and the command disrupted by Ray regains the entanglement.

The army of brave men, who were moving around in pieces, began to gather Sylvia to lead the way in increasing concentration, and the wizards of the rear guard began to chant in unison.

"You don't seem to be worried about anything..."

Charstena, watching the army of brave men recovering from a little behind, dropped a few grumpy words.

"I heard that the Brave Army is the strongest army in this country... I don't know if I'm crazy..."

"Yeah, there's something wrong with Ray"

The sweatshirt, which recently suspected what common sense was, finally began to doubt itself, unquestioning the elites gathered from all over the empire, but Charstena truncated it with a narrative close to assertion.

On the other hand.

"That's Mr. Ray! Didn't you get a little stronger in the past year?

"After all, my husband is not the only one. It's not what it used to be."

"Kukuku, isn't the Empire proud army of brave men treating you like a miscellaneous soldier? It's going to be interesting if we spread this throughout the empire."

"If it's my master, it's a natural consequence."

Seems to have a slightly disturbing idea, but I'm not surprised by the Lyckds watching the fight from the rear as well. Rather, I embraced it as if it were natural that there was no common sense from the beginning or that it had been crushed before.

But from the knit I was listening to the conversation nearby, there's something that makes me wonder if I'm the only one that's uneven. From the side with Salari, 'Everybody's crazy,' he said, putting his thing up on the shelf, pulling back his coat, while Charstena saw it in Ray's battle. No, it might be more right to compare it than to see it.

A year ago and now Ray.

"... you've come that far already"

Charstena shrugged one in a slightly lonely but joyful voice. It was suddenly scratched out by a blown out storm, but the expression conflicting with the heat in its eyes had been poured into Ray unchanged.

A year and a little from the battle to lose my beloved father. Like a flaming fire, even stirred by the storm, the still burning fire of revenge strengthened Ray.

Ray's magic power, which is still in total demonic loss, is no bigger than before. But speed, power, intelligence and endurance, a year ago and now, are different by the decisive.

This is the result of concentrating and working out the missing parts to avenge your vengeance. Magic alone, skills alone, can't climb any higher. Ray rebuilt himself once now because he found out with it.

That was a challenge for Ray in a way.

At an early age, Ray found his mediocrity in a lump of talent called Dikuld, a path that broadened the range of tactics and compensated for what was missing by a wide variety of skills.

That makes Ray lie if you say he couldn't be strong. In fact, with two pillars on its axis: spatial system and magic, Ray became strong enough to stand alongside Dikuld.

But the physical ability that I threw away there, second to none, was the absolute difference that spread between Ray and the Demon King revealed in that battle. Without burying it, which mouth exaggerates revenge, etc.

Regardless, I didn't throw away the way I've done it before. It's just a story that that was one challenge.

Skills were also built up with no hesitation.

Expansion of local demonic costumes, new sorceries, and increased range and distortion of distortion skills. I intend to do everything Ray can do in the Wang capital.

Ray shows off his accomplishments at all costs now, flirting with only one powerful army of brave men the Empire boasts. Even with one fat muscle, it's not the ray that Sylvia and the others knew about with its sharpness and speed.

But they are never weak either.

Some of the brave armies, including Sylvia, can beat SS on their own.

That would be the case, too. Not only from the brave sorting exams, but also from all over the country.

That's why losing is unacceptable. If there is such a thing as defeat here, it is synonymous with the defeat of the Empire to Ray alone. It was a problem before the warriors fought for the Demon King.

Therefore, now is the time to fight back the werewolf smoke.

As the strongest army in the empire, to achieve further evolution - to this irrational man, his will as a brave man.

"─ ─ Ann Requiem"

Once upon a time - - a girl said that some privileged classes mourned a drug-devouring country and flipped anti-flags.

The girl's name is Ann.

From there, it is stated in the history books that the finest magic of the named water magic has swallowed up as many as 10,000 large armies into a tsunami-like rough wave.

To raise the wolf smoke of a counterattack, it's a great magic.

"You've mastered two of the finest."

Water magic ramblings that scratched out the fire of scarlet flames. wall of water that integrates it and swells up indefinitely. Ray's neck, looking up at it, gradually moved upwards, eventually almost perpendicular to the height of piercing the heavens.

"This is big for nothing again."

Yes, while making critical comments, Ray hoists the corner of his mouth and grabs the back of a gool that was rolling nearby unconstitutionally.

"Oh, hey, what..."

"Take as much as you can."

"─ Hey, Ma... Wait, no to Ray. Yiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii"

Suddenly, a ghoul lifted from his back recalls the trauma of the past, petite panic. But Ray threw a ghoul at Sylvia and the others without asking.

"Become..."

Unexpectedly Sylvia leaks her voice into a human shell that is not meant to be her own disciple. But Ray isn't that ghost again.

Just before the wall plugged, Ghoul appeared gnarly distorted and his body seemed creepily stretched. That, due to the distorted space used without ingenuity or anything, the ghoul, distorted in its orbit and appearance, rolled over the ground in such a way that it jumped from the side of the wall to the Sylvias and beyond, if it noticed.

"You..."

By rolling over the ground, the impacted ghoul rose, holding his head down. There, in yo-yo and unwavering footsteps, Sylvia approaches.

"Ghoul...... safe?

"Yes, I'm fine! It hurts a little, but if that's about it..."

"Yes... but you don't have to. Lucy, look at your injuries."

"Yes, sister! Leave it to me!

Rocking the blonde curl, Ruthie, running over, leaves the spot as she drags Ghoul's body to expose her will when she can still fight. In the meantime, Sylvia turned to Ray, pinching a wall of water, even though she looked pale.

"Now you don't have to hesitate, do you?

"... I'll smash your spare time"

Guillotine and fortified gaze. Ray grins with a challenging grin as he relaxes it. But that touched her cane, or the hydraulic laser plundered Ray's cheek.

The unsweetened water cleaves his cheeks like a cutter's blade, causing the two and the blood to drain.

"Heh..."

Ray narrowed his eyes with interest.

Its eyes did not show any signs of magical activation that magic would feel in the meantime until magic turned into an attribute and the magic was released.

The only thing in Ray's eyes is magic after having attributes by magic sensing, that's all.

Sylvia's created high-wave magic is no different from elementary in image. But the magic of reducing enough water to swallow the city and the control of manipulating it freely draw a line with the rest.

This magical strength lies in bolstering control after magic activation by daring less images. That suggests the possibility that enough water to swallow the city could turn into any kind of water magic that is transformative and prone.

"You look like a fiery sword."

The magic of Ray's flamewind sword is also a magic that suppresses unlimited signs of activation. Flamewind swords that were not intended to do so are easy to detect because they are sword-wielding or deformed and have different activation signs, but it is a tricky move to say Ray to identify them in an amount of water that fills the field of vision.

It's also a tricky move to spot if you're hidden inside the surface.

"But it was too late."

Scarlet flames awakened.

Dragon engravings red-hot like red and lava, scattering scarlet light. It is a light that combines the beauty of a ruby bathed in strong light with the roughness of a firedragon that has become a material.

Just being exposed to that light transmits a stifling heat to the skin, under the illusion that it stands on a scorching earth.

It affects things as well as people. The water collected by the magic of Ann Requiem makes a juggling sound and evaporates from the surface.

"The Devil's Sword... ⁉ It's also such a powerful... Huh!

A great magic using all its own magic is about to be threatened by only one sword. In that fact, I bite my back teeth and endure the guts of my heart, where repentance builds up and at the same time tries to convince me.

And shout out the name of a fellow who wasn't there before.

"Alc, cannon!

"I'll take care of it!

"I know. Ooh!

Two people stuck into Sylvia's magic before they were called names. Beyond the holes that have been emptied to let the two of them through, there is a sword that is mounting a flash of awakening and a ray that awaits in grandeur.

"It's bad for the animals, but I'll let you win this place. Whoa!

The moment it fell through the water, the cannon jumped up into the sky with a light figure from the shadow of the preceding alk. The strings of metal pulled during that one series of movements had this set of three metal arrows again.

Close one eye, cannon aiming at each other in an instant. From her hand, magic was sent into the arrow, and Pah and his hand were released.

Strings pulled back by forces unsuitable for a luxurious body. And at the same time, three arrows ran through the sky.

"Huh...! Awesome......"

It was Lycood who watched the battle in the distance who accidentally leaked his admiration. Having divided his role from that of a rear guard and forged an attack from a distance, he had a glimpse of how Cannon's movements were out of common sense.

Divine work from fast moving, unstable skies, aiming in an instant. I can't really imitate Lycood right now.

But on the other hand, there are parts of Lyckd's bow that are better. It's an advantage that comes from the way you fight with mobility and magic that imitates Ray's flame-style sword. But he hasn't been taught to spoil that advantage and neglect to train.

Always someone stronger than you. Be a better user than yourself.

For him who had lived in sight, Kanon was also a respectable teacher.

But his most respected teacher grabs with bare hands whether he will attack Canon. And he threw it back toward Cannon in a threesome.

"That's too much, you bastard!

On the counter, Cannon leaked a cry, but instantly set the arrows on the bow and put them together and shoot them off.

However, after a delay, Cannon was sealed off until Alk and Ray made contact.

Ray not only waits, but also becomes a bullet and fleshy himself. Alk's big axe is lifted over his head.

"Crush it. Ow!

Rigid arms wielded at all costs. Its tip, the half-moon blade of an axe, staggered with scarlet flames - a roar that rocked the earth and cracks ran from the heavily submerged earth.

Ray's feet plunge into the crushed earth without withstanding the impact. But still, Ray, who cut off Alc's attack with his sword and his own body, pushed the force directly underneath his back, one step forward.

"Take my rigid arm, too."

Stretching inner and outer magic. Together, we step forward and go inside the alc's interval. The left arm, which was instead left behind, was freed at once, so much so that the muscle fibers floated, accumulating pure power within it.

"Guuuuuuu...!

A blow thrust from belly to back. Released with the power that seemed to crush the steel wall or so, it bends Alc's body into a letter that instantly blows away.

Flying straight through the surface sleigh, Alk finally rolled over the ground in front of Sylvia and the others, killed his momentum with resistance to the thick walls of water.

"Alcu!"

Alc with no sign of movement. That consciousness is already on the other side of the sky. Dear Sir, instead of Sylvia, who ran out of magic, Lucy, who had completed Ghoul's first aid, rushed over and applied healing magic, but would not be able to rebuild it immediately.

0 avant-garde against 2 main power guards.

A little too brittle to challenge a monster named Ray. With that in mind, one surviving face after another carries out a literal special attack, but with Canon's shooting and Sylvia's magic, the backward flow of the front cannot be stopped.

"Kitchick... how far are you..."

I once miss the day I fought on the same stage. Even then, he was defeated with no hands or feet, but I don't think there's ever been a difference.

When did this difference open up?

No, I knew that before we started fighting.

Another undead who took over the demon king who killed the hero of the undead.

When I heard that, on the other hand I was convinced, I held my fist to the difference that I could not help but open.

But once again, if you see its unscrupulous strength, you can't help but be stunned.

Attack predictions starting with an attack without appearance and going beyond perception to overwhelming. Demon sword that melts and cuts the iron sword like butter.

And most importantly, that extra time in front of this many.

"... ugh! Everybody, back off!

All of them took away her spare time and made her challenge a one-shot reverse battle.

An army of brave men, including Cannon, begin to retreat simultaneously. In front of Ray, who is not even willing to follow it, the wall of water changes shape.

"It's the last battle, Kitchick. I trust you to come from the front."

Rather than provoking, Ray grinned bitterly that he had no choice but to look to the front in front of Sylvia, who had spoken of the favor.

There's a huge wall of water. Looking further up, a thin blue face looked down at this one.

Water giant.

In your hands, a giant machete and a giant shield that seems to hide half your body.

Its height also exceeds the exterior walls of the arctic, with its face in a position that overlooks everything in the city. It's a faceless face. You deserve the magic of not having any emotions, a tool to defeat your enemies.

"Then don't hesitate."

Scarlet raised feet against Ray pouring his magic into Scarlet Flames. Overall, it's a relaxing move, but for Ray directly below, it's like the sky was instantly covered in water ceilings.

Countless hydraulic lasers fall from the ceiling. But Ray, who left by instant motion before it reached, turns to the giant's inseam. And...

"Roar, Scarlet Flame!

Burning runoff from the inseam. Even the Demon King's absolute defense was broken by us, a blow that burned down its flesh. Not a single stack of water giants released it from their crotch. The heat of the fireworks thrust through the crotch to the head instantly evaporates the water, burning down even the magic hidden within it. In addition, the flames that erupt like volcanic eruptions from the heads of giants climb as high as they are, dyeing the sky with scorching heat.

But that wasn't the end of it. The tip of the giant's machete, blown through the center of his body, was directed to his feet.

There's...

"You're such a jerk. ⁉

Yes, there was something available that Ray would scream about stealing with amazement.

Sylvia says.

"I taught you to travel momentarily, so come on."

And Sylvia, who said away without evil, signaled to his fellow men who had refrained in the rear, releasing the trump card.

The explosion sounds like the air has exploded.

Yes, that's the same principle as Ray's Water Dragon. The Cannons' special attack move is to buy time for the filling to complete.

In contrast to the flames that dyed the sky red, a torrent of torrents swallowed everything and brought it to the other side of the earth was unleashed directly below.

"Huh...! Quarantine…"

Ray, who tried to use his absolute defense out of a hurry, stopped talking. The provocation Sylvia had spoken of before the start of the battle against the Giants. That worked in strange places and ignited the spirit of fair play in Ray.

"Front, from!

Ray jumped up and swung through the scarlet flame with both hands.

Moments, exploding flames and torrential vortexes collide, mesh, and antagonize.

"Take my magic, Scarlet Flame!

GUNGUNG, Ray's magic is sucked into his hands and disappears.

More... more.

My father's fire was stronger. It was hotter.

The magic stored in the equipment acquired by the magic converter is consumed like hot water, and the momentum of the explosion flames is increased instead.

"Huh...!

But the water momentum outstripped the blast of scarlet flames.

Ray, who watched it in front of him, was swallowed up by the vortex of its drama shortly after he escaped and knocked down to the ground.

But not just that, but with constant water pressure falling from the top, the ground crumbles brittle and the big hole peeks into your face.

"Ray!"

So far, the Charstenas, who had only kept their hands open and watched, also saw the pressed down Ray and remembered at the same time their astonishment and impatience.

But...

"Why...?

It was Sylvia's blatant voice that arrived unexpectedly. His eyes, as open as when he saw something incredible, were directed at a column of water that was now just about to crush Ray.

If you look closely, at the base of that column of water. Light red light is leaking from where Ray's figure has completely disappeared.

But Sylvia noticed it, not flashed. Rather, it was a phenomenon that she noticed after the fact that the water that crushed the earth and still captures Ray was suddenly disappearing deep in the ground.

"Pfft."

A break in water is a break in victory and defeat. Water levels that decrease the amount of water injected and drop again at terrible speeds. Ray, who emerged from it as a full body vichovicho, rose up exhaling heavily, without looking like he was suffering any major injuries at the bottom of the hole.

In contrast, Sylvia, plagued by glare caused by magic depletion, falls apart with flickering feet. Cannons that support it from the side.

But that eye doesn't have any more sharpness than it did earlier.

"You said you won the battle and lost the game. I was in danger earlier. What would have happened if I had been delayed in putting out more magic for a moment? That's my work."

Praising herself that way, Sylvia asked Ray, crawling out of the hole, distorting her face in agony.

"... what the hell did you do? Along the way, my magic..."

"Oh, that one? I have skills like an infinite hangar. So I put your magic away. Because it's a hassle to be collected again."

Whether it's magical or not, if it's a thing, it can be delivered into storage space. By expanding it to its front, and placing a magic substance, a magic reinforcement shield on its top, it killed power other than the first slap, and buried it deep in the ground.

"Well...... that will be enough. Sylvia is out of magic, and Alc is down. Cannon's attack, unfortunately, does not constitute a decisive hit. Still, if there's someone else you want to try, who will?

…………

I glanced at the soldiers of the army of brave men still standing, and Ray said that he would stop now. Originally, in half an eight-half hit, the other half was a battle I started to see Ghoul grow.

I guess I've had enough.

That's what I thought, and Ray asked them...... there was a guy who hadn't been thwarted yet. In many ways.

"I'm the one against you, Mr. Kitchick"

That's the blonde, Lucy, who came out in public.

"Did you feel that bloody good?

"Of course that is. I'm part of the Brave Army, so I can't lose without doing anything."

"Well... when I fought before, I couldn't do everything I could. This time, no help. Call either one of them."

As Lucy's army of brave men, listening to his responsibilities and readiness, Ray confronted him with a serious look.

One step, also, one step closer and between the two. In that tension, Lucy said.

"Mr. Kitchick is really strong. I never imagined your sister wouldn't have hands or feet."

"Hi there. Well, I've seriously rebuilt this past year, too."

The two of us overlap. Which way do you set it up from?

And, Lucy's arm moves. Ray waited without stopping it. Lucy said, dyeing her cheeks for some reason, without putting an unpleasant face on Ray's chest-lending audition-like attitude.

"You'll never win where I normally fought against someone your sister can't win. So..."

─ ─ Harari.

"Would you mind hitting my hand with this?

Lucy, who made me wear only clothes.

That unpredictable attack was not the only one directed at Ray.

Kabuki guy with a nosebleed and said, 'Get off me? Anna? Me, I have to get my hands dirty. "" Right. I'll work with you, too. "" Oh, Mr. Knitting. That's the first time you've had an opinion,' and two people who can have a frozen grin at the woof and core. And Anna and Haruki desperately winding it down and stopping it.

It was also a powerful attack on the audience, bleeding and insanity.

Ray put his hand on that shoulder as he slowly walked over to Lucy like that and laughed nicely.

"─ Buried"

"Huh...?

Zubobobo!

"Whoops! Pee, pee! There's sand in my mouth... Huh! Hey, what are you doing all of a sudden? ⁉"

"No, he's a poor minister, he's pathetic, so I hid it for him."

"Hih, poor minister...... ⁉ Hih, it's terrible! It's a ghost! Are you a demon? ⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉ What are you burying? ⁉ What is it! Am I a flower ⁉"

"What are you talking about? There's no way Lucy's a flower, is there?

I said it with a really sweet look on my face, Ray. Unexpectedly, Lucy forgot her anger and expected...

"A flower is a poor girl like Charles."

"... ghosts. The devil! Or let me out! How can this ground be so hard!

Buried alive, angry Lucy. At some point in its hand, a magic sealed bracelet was fitted and it was impossible to escape on its own. Furthermore, the ground is consolidated by the magic of Ray, who doesn't even freak out where it's slightly or softly rampaged.

Ray was a little cocky when he was crushed by the temper to seriously compete with him.

"Oops! I can't, I can't!

"Well, that's tough for you, too."

"Whose fault is it! It's Mr. Kitchick's fault! It's a good place to be."

─ ─ Kacha

A disturbing fitting sound enters my ear as Lucy scratches her face red and raises her voice of protest as she tries to soak her body out of the hole.

"Hey, hey..."

I can instantly check my neck and wolf Lucy. Without fitting in with her like that, Ray pressed the buttons as they were.

"Hey, wait, abaabaabaaba!

I can't believe Lucy stopped noticing that as soon as possible. There's no forgiveness for Ray right now.

Lucy cramps her entire body into a discharging that makes her bones clear. Ray has a grin with Nico, but everyone around him is donning.

"Oh, that guy, he's so... Normally, Lucy is pathetic..."

"What are you talking about now, Kujo? He's Ray the Livestock. If you think you've grown up lately, your nature is like that. Careful, there's no mercy for him."

"Ooh..."

Haruki, who was sympathetic to Lucy, replied with a slight pull to the comment of a somewhat realistic nosebleed boo.

Meanwhile, Ray, who didn't realize his buddies were having such a conversation and then left Lucy with a spider and a white smoke up, turned his face to the army of brave men again.

"─ Well, who else wants to do it with me?

... can't even be there.

Everyone would have no array, with a cramped look on his face, and no one was moving forward.

"If you're not there, tell me why you tried to get me. It's kind of sappy for me."

"... nothing, I wasn't trying to catch you"

"Huh? Then why did you attack me?"

Ray's inquiry. Answered Sylvia. But the answer goes diagonally up the anticipation. To Ray, who inquired reflexively, Sylvia let her gaze swim and open her mouth.

"It's..."

"... because I gave the order."

But the answer to returning came not from her mouth on the front, but from the mouth of the man who somehow took Ray's back.

Ray turned with a sharp glance, marveling at the fact that he had been taken behind him.

"The Brave Army was holding back on my orders."

"Emperor... what's the purpose?

The greatest vigilance comes into Ray's eyes. That vigilance was right, and Ray's loss had been decided at a time when he had faced the Emperor again.

"─ Now it's time for you to be the brave man of the Empire"

The battle over the Empire's brave men was about to begin again now.