Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

Into view is the darkest greenery of the woods. What reaches your ears is the spiral of a fresh stream that plays sparkling light.

Together, a serene natural landscape that is likely to forget that we are in the midst of a struggle that risked survival.

The encounter with others also decreased visibly. A good number of people must have fallen off.

…………

Digos Akelone travels quietly along a river strewn in the woods.

Needless to say, I'm looking for Enrokaku, but there's not even any indication I've ever encountered him. It is not unlikely that it has gone wrong.

Well, what do we do?

Continue your exploration following the stream of the river. Why don't you go back to the other water sources?

- That's what I was thinking, and the bushes right beside me shook with gutter.

It's like a beast that jumps at its prey. A black, thick fist popped through the jaws, hitting Digos' nose column directly.

"Oh-hoo...!"

The giant Daigos, who had two miles, blew away easily. Two turns and three turns, sticking into the river and raising a flashy splash.

"... Gu!

He rose up immediately and stared at the raider with a vision that was sumptuous in blood, water and tears.

"N ~... I finally found you"

With a low voice echoing at the bottom of his belly, the man says away.

The giant body far surpasses Digos. Clothes that are too cluttered, as if even the raw skin of the beast had been peeled. Lumpy, developed dark skin flesh is unexpectedly engraved with many wounds. but I don't see how you went through with them intentionally. The thick lips through the little piercing symbolized an invincible grin, with cloudy eyes slowly capturing Digos.

- Enrokak Stijje.

An obstacle that Digos must eliminate in order to free Yukizaki Sakuragiri. I finally met the man I was looking for.

"I have no grudges against you... but don't give up thinking you didn't have any luck. I'll have you dead."

the words of Enrokak, which I lament everywhere,

"... f"

Digos laughs.

- No luck?

Say Mocha. No matter how much you intend, this martial arts festival is not guaranteed to encounter each other. We finally met the enemy we were looking for. Is there any more luck?

Digos grabs his curved nose and corrects it firmly and forcefully. Wiped away blood drinks and flows down the river. He stared at his enemies with his eyes, which others told him were fine, and stood up even as he got wet.

"Well... you only have Duen's brother. Nice bummer."

The giant of the wind narrowed his eyes,

"Let me have a little fun."

With unimaginable lightness from its body, it instantly packed its distance.

Digos summons a thunderous stick, albeit aggressively, and intercepts this.

Two in, three in. Enrokaku's fist, wrapped in a whirlwind, and Digos' thunder stick, scattered with violet electricity, tremble in the atmosphere.

……

In the unstoppable river, Digos retreated in the form of being pushed in.

- Quick. And heavy.

The speed at which exactly that attribute is embodied. Heavy blows from a wild storm. But.

"Getting close to a lightning man standing in a water field is... a bit far-fetched"

I said no, I stuck the thunder stick in my hand to the fresh stream at my feet. White thunder gushes the water. At the same time as the blink as if the river itself had emitted light, it burns itself except for Diegos, the operator - who was supposed to.

Akelone's youngest brother looks out.

Flat. You don't mind the river flow or the sickly thunderstorm, in the figure of a gently nestled giant.

"Didn't Duen tell you? I have a headwind cloak. You can't paralyze a fingertip like that."

I flatter my shoulders and keep saying boring things.

"I don't use lightning... it doesn't matter as long as they're not Duane"

Kicked it up. A stream of clean rivers leaps to Diegos in a raging tsunami.

"- Huh!"

The water stream, just kicked over, swallowed the Digos with more momentum than Belgrette's secret Aquastorm, too. Countless stone crushes flying across the water strike down the light-blown youth giant.

"but......, ha!

In the form of being driven out of the river, Digos rolled over the gravel. Enrokaku, who walked all the way up from the fresh stream, breathes.

"Well, you're such a monster"

It was something I knew.

- Strong. This is Enrokak Stijje.

Buried and present in darkness, according to what the country did not. In fact, you have to be prepared for a great deal of damage to make it deceased, resulting in acquiescence, the contraindicated Devil's Sword.

In preparation for the chase, Digos wakes himself up breathing on his shoulders.

"N to…"

But Enrokak looked around, scratching his head with Polypoli, without setting it up.

"... I've made enough adjustments... but it doesn't make sense here. Stand up, little man. Let's change places."

……

Not knowing Enrokak's intentions, Digos frowns.

"You're gonna die... but nobody's watching. It doesn't make any sense."

With that word, Digos finally understands.

Now there is no black-water mirror bracketed tree in this place. No one is watching this struggle.

So, to dare show off.

To show the audience Diegos' death - to Duen, to Sakuragiri - we're moving to a place with a mirror.

- But that's not all.

"... of completion. And why you're so strangely wounded... I mean, you know what?"

There was a point.

I just popped out of Enrokak's mouth, the word 'tweak'. The reason this monster, who should have the strength to jump through every head, is surprisingly scratchy.

Everything - to fight Duen Akelone.

Kill your brother, show him that, and stir up the anger of your eldest brother.

But that alone does not give the approval of the 'Millennium Parliament'.

'If you deal with the handyman, your permission will go down, too. Then... I'll take care of him.

Once upon a time, such an elder brother's words come to life in the back of his brain.

So - I deliberately suffered some scratches and 'adjusted' for the 'Millennium Parliament' to issue its own write-off directive. To serve as Duen Akelone comes to kill himself.

"Well, that's not all. He even asked me to kill you."

"Asked...?... Hmm, still. Have you been connected to Khandara?"

"Oops."

Slipping his mouth, the giant deliberately flaunts his shoulder. Most importantly, I don't know if I really care. I have no sense of seriousness.

(... I expected it, of)

I thought it was puzzling.

After boarding the castle, Enrokaku arranged an appearance at the Heavenly Banquet and declared Sakuragiri to be ours at the winning dawn. After all that noise, Kandara tried to get that cherry branch in hand.

If you think simply about what happened here...

Khandara would have tried to blur the woman Enrokak was after from the side. So much so that I once gave up the annihilation that I should know more about the horrors of Enrokaku than anyone else.

arrogant, but its course of action is truly cautious and conservative. Cowardice, you can call it. Would such an 'millennial parliament' old man do such an imitation?

It's tighter to assume that you're connected to Enrokak in the first place than to think that there's something behind Khandara that you don't have to fear Enrokak. Not "Khandera tried to blur the woman Enrokak was after". "Enrokaku tried to secure the woman Khandara was after."

If that's what you think, you're convinced of the bold actions of those cowardly old men.

For the record. I felt this discomfort at the time I helped Sakuragiri and let him swim thinking that if I missed Khandara, I would expose my connection to Enrokaku, but I had my footprints wrapped in smoke. He conveyed this presumption to LaDale that the old man and the giant were connected, and he also asked for cooperation, but he didn't carry things that easily. The fact that rotting wasn't so sweet, the heavy town of 'Millennial Congress'?

"Well, with that kind of wax. I'm sorry to hear that, but... for me and for that jizzy guy, you must be dead."

Abandoned giants, run.

"It's... it's not an adventure."

An intercepting giant laughs.

Again, to free Sakuragiri. Enrokak and Khandara, they need both sides to disappear.

The interrupter turns off. This is simple and easy to understand, why people compete with each other. A lineage called Akelone has been a natural business, the deed.

I mean, if we do it the way we always do, she can save...

Rough whirlwind and instant violet electricity.

Never compatible wind and thunder begin to stagger violently.