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

"Seriously......"

Lifeguard sees its existence and squeals unexpectedly.

I heard the story, but that was definitely a kamakiri.

The total length is around four meters. At first glance, the impression might even be closer to a metal statue mimicking a kamakiri. Inorganic or mechanical, it was a shape that didn't feel warm as an organism.

But it did work.

I've been relative from the front of my head straight through my thoughts, but I lean my neck slightly and fly the gaze of the ship's eyes. Something like a disturbed needle in his mouth was twitching fine with Zowazowa.

"Aliumi. Don't take your gaze off me. If there's a gap, that sickle will fly."

"Uhh..."

Hear what the neighbor Digos has to say, and let him pull his cheeks.

The turbulent sickle of sharp thorns was palpable and vicious in appearance. It is folded and erected, but would be more than double the reach if spread out. Its power goes without saying. They must tear them apart easily, such as humans.

Although they are about ten meters apart from each other, they are still wary that they will reach them.

And most importantly, I'm curious.

(Um, right arm...)

Sickle to the right, a long sword stabbed at the top of it. It has an elegant design and the blade is stained in the same black as the grudge demon. It was quite a business or it stood without signs of falling out or breaking.

(I see. "The Black Ghost with the Sword," or...)

On the road to coming here, I rebut the name I heard from Diegos. I don't know who named it, but I was oddly impressed by the drift protection that it was well said.

And you're standing there pinching such a monster, two men. Duen Akelone and Dino Gailloen.

I wondered why the former was here, which is supposed to be serving as a commentary outside, but it may have come to eliminate this resentment demon. The left head is covered in blood, with a cut wound to the neck muscle. My right shoulder has been decided flashly, too. He suffers a lot of injuries that make him want to distort his face more than he looks, but the person in question was even floating.

And beyond that, Dino, the transcendent of flames, nestled with an invincible look. When I confronted him a few hours ago, he was intact, but whether it was something he was able to do with this monster or not, now there is blood seeping through his clothes. It seems to be about a scratch and doesn't seem to care about fine dust. When my gaze met, I narrowed my eyes and returned a thin laugh.

Off the gaze just as bitter, the drift shield turns a blind eye to the only non-human being on this occasion. My opponent opened and closed the sickle he put up beside his face like a scythe, returning an emotional gaze. Jakin, and the noise sounds heavy and noisy.

A giant worm with an overly aggressive shape, Forme, dyed its body dark. If I didn't have the 'power', I would be incontinent to - and the modern Japanese boy drinks spit. Current anomalies had so much decency and power.

"So, which way does this Bakemon come from..."

That's the question that will eventually get us there.

I've been in the woods since the beginning, it's unlikely first.

Initially, nearly two hundred people were hissing in this' garden without poles'. Preliminary battle where everyone was hiding and exploring each other with their breath lurking. At that point, everyone was careful not to be found by the enemy. If such a giant monster had been lost, it would have been discovered early and fussy. First of all, are those outside noticed by blackwater mirrors installed everywhere? It could be in the middle of a fuss, like right now.

Then again, this uninvited guest broke in on the way in. Probably raised that metallic growl, around a little before that.

But how did you come to this forest?

Predilecke says he can't fly through the sky, although it's the feathers on his back. And there are 30,000 spectators around. Above all, this is inside the capital… so to speak, inside the city.

Listen to the roar. Note that it is absolutely unlikely, but it should be - and Digos had his face on the road, too, but the grudge demons are getting into it this way now.

abruptly, neglectfully appeared, a circumstance that can only be described as

(... neglected... appeared...?

The moment I felt a strange hook there, Duen raised his rusty voice, keeping his gaze fixed on the grudge demon.

"To Lord Lugo...... Digos. As you can see, there has been a slight unforeseen situation. There is no need for the two participants to fight each other against this monster. Evacuate immediately."

"No, I'm just evacuating... I'm looking at something like that."

"Huff. I see you've distracted him by what you've done here. I want you to manage to beat the first shot and leave."

It's easy for me to say, and the drift guard exhales inside.

Predilecke has set a goal for the new drift guards who have come to the scene - no, drift guards. Is it the end of your luck that you've got eyes on the encounter?

Two-pronged murder weapon set up with a gutter. The gaze felt from the naked eye. Does a frog stared at by a snake feel this way? Even if it didn't go through words, the killing spirit came through billibly.

Black Kamakiri takes a step forward with its thin legs.

At the same time, Duen's instructions flew.

"... Digos. You get back inside now. Stand back without turning your back so you don't distract from him."

……

My brother did not answer such a brother's voice. He is standing right next to the shield, and turning his gaze to the grudge demon. My oldest brother has no emotions, and he lines up his words pale.

"... I don't know... to the extent that I gave Enrokaku 'Rumor', I'm not sure I'm thinking of it. There's nothing you can do about it. Retreat."

I did not answer my brother, and the giant whispered in a quiet voice.

"... Aliumi. Can you do it?"

"I don't know. Try it, whatever."

It's like a boxing Peekaboo style, two sickles erected in front of your face. The grudge demon slowly rocks his body to the left and right, approaching the drift protection one by one. The behavior has to resemble martial arts somewhere. Sometimes martial arts called roach fists just come into being.

"First of all, definitely, the left should be coming. In between, about six miles. Raise it."

"I'll try."

That's how Diegos started to retreat a little bit, as my brother put it. Predilecke seeks to protect herself at all costs without having to go that way.

(Left is coming...... then seriously you fight)

First, the towing of the left jab. It's the basics.... Whether this is martial arts or not, if the opponent is human - I'm talking about it.

The drift shield lowered his arms sloppily and began to take steps lightly on the spot.

- Shortly afterwards. Predilecke, who was leaning over one by one, stopped the movement in a pittance.

The distance between them is about less than eight meters.

It sends an inorganic gaze at the flow protection taking the steps.

Are you afraid that the suddenly moving prey will escape? Or. Are you trying, like a fighter, to determine the enemy's movements? If it's the latter, it's troublesome, and the drift guard tightens his mind. Because it will prove to the left that you are not even alert to the little person in front of you.

"Stop... come on, look"

I wake up my fingers and provoke them. It couldn't have even gotten through, but Predilecke began to sneak up again.

(Ha, what's going on, Koz...)

Monster approaching little by little. I feel it in front of me, illuminated by the sunlight that plunges through the gaps in the trees.

It's like, a chunk of iron. The torso extends to the gray abdomen and thin legs with a plush, metallic gloss. Its body is supposed to be skinny in one way or another, but its brittle impression is without fine dust. Instead, I just hit something like a bare hand blow, and all I can think about is the concern that it will work.

If...

(..., arrive... right)

A giant kamakiri that extends to four metres in length. In relative terms, I feel bigger than I expected, but if compared to Farvnar, which was nearly ten meters long, its length would be less than half.

Sometimes in that confrontation with the evil dragon, he was constantly brought to untouchable heights, forcing him to struggle like no other. If I finally thought I could reach it, I also had the stubbornness not to make it through to the point where I hit him a few times.

But...

(Definitely. arrive)

Grab a sense of distance as they approach and be sure.

Predirecke's face is about two metres from the ground. About the same 'height' as Digos?

In that position, the fist reaches.

And

(Look at that. If that's the case, it's going to break...)

A small reverse triangular face that sits at the tip of a thin, long body. Compared to Farvnar, who seemed fat and sturdy from the looks of it.

(If that...)

As long as we can tap into it with all our might...

sleigh, and.

One step. Predilecke advanced -, right after.

One of the thin front legs is incredibly supple and quick. Za, and stepped on the earth of grass.

――――――

The drift shield was almost sensationally perceived.

That step is not a 'walk' for moving forward. He said it was like a martial arts, a 'step in' to unleash a blow.

- The wind, it ripped.

You'll pierce everything on the way, a flash of black rigid blades. Just sticking straight out, a straight-line prick.

The brunette, who had just been cut off, was scattered through the wind pressure.

(…, ………… Quick…………!

A driftshield that almost became an overthrown posture, a black iron arm passing right beside it. Range six meters. The big sickle on the left, stretched out longer than Predilecke himself. I knew it was coming, 'left jab'. Like a real kamakiri, not a sickle for capturing prey. As a fist, as a sword - a murder weapon to wield.

(I can't see... No...!

The driftshield, which was painfully successful, was frightened by the glow of the black sickle running right next to his face. polished obsidian glow. If the reaction had been slightly delayed, I wonder what would have happened if...

Just a few seconds after Predilecke sparked a flash.

In that short time, a dense offensive was to be packed.

The beast says it is only at the moment of eating to prey that it exposes the gap.

Though the iron rule was followed, thunder and flames moved.

Dino from the right. Duane from the left. Each leads to a sudden impending gap in the Predilecke set up for drift protection.

A sneaky duen at a rate that seemed to embody his own attributes comes into contact with one of the legs that supports Predilecke's giant. Instead of adding momentum to the attack, there's a perfect palm to it.

"Gossip -!"

Pan, and the shock broke through. The giant body of the resentful demon leans slightly.

"Power......!?

Dino roars the flames as he pinches the grudge demon and runs in from the other side of Duen, as the surprise of drifting protection, which remains the opposite, tree spirit.

"Orlah!"

Opposite Duen, who manipulates mystical skill. simple and mighty violence by the time it is rough and easy to understand. Hershey's red double fangs slammed into her thin legs, and a loud metal noise rang.

Attack on the leg by pinching from left to right.

Predilecke, who had slightly leaned forward due to his set-up to shield, was able to hold out by stabbing the protruding left sickle on the ground. It's like a human about to fall on your hands. As soon as I sickle at you, the head of the reverse triangle that was being brought down.

"Ah."

Lifeguard was inadvertently leaking his voice.

- What an exquisite position, my face.

Faster than I thought, I kicked the ground.

Predilecke, who noticed the approaching of the stream protection, soars up the sickle to the right.

――――

As Guillotine struck him down hard, and as the sickle broke the earth, under the shock and wind pressure on his back, his shield was thin.

Into the inside of both sickles completely, approaching the resentful demon's face. Nothing holds back between them anymore.

"Shh!"

At the same time as he exhaled sharply, the karate family stepped in with his fists in his hips. He shoots his full fist in the face of a resentful demon with no emotion in his eyes.

The mouth of Predilecke, which flied faster than it did, blurred the right shoulder of the stream protection while spearing.

"... - but - Eh...!

It's not a direct hit. At best, it was to the extent of tearing thin skin. but the boy's body, which was spiked in the form of a counter, blew up in abundance as he spun.

"Aliumi."

Digos with physical strengthening runs in and receives drift protection.

As time went by, there was movement even in the rear.

"Ha ha, that worked. Next time, you can slap him in the ass... whoa!

Predilecke crawled into his stomach easily due to the impact on his leg. Aiming at its tail, Dino flames the pillars without hesitation. That's too vicious an ass slap.

But.

What I conveyed was an overly hard response that cancer -.

"... ah?

At the tip of Predyrekke's ass. A thick needle popped out of it was taking Dino's flash.

One big, sharp tip, reminiscent of a bee. That's - like the mouthpiece earlier, it was popping up with tremendous momentum.

"Oh!?

Bounced.

Pushed by the power of a rapidly ejected needle, Dino turned against it greatly.

Dino, get out of here.

For a moment, it was Duen's voice that flew sharply.

Slightly behind Duen, Dino doesn't fly much either.

Ooh, and the atmosphere roared.

It's feathers.

The torso part of the Predirecke - a large feather that covers its back round, without flying function. of multiple folded streamlined lines. It instantly opened, fanned and spread. Again, what structure does it have? The feathers stretch to about twice the length of the original, sweeping the rear strip of Predilecke down to one letter.

"... chip!

A red splash colored the universe. The reaction was slightly delayed as the needle disfigured him.

Fan slaughter blurs, blood gushing from the right arm of "Penta". If I had been a few moments behind, I would have been double-torso broken.

……

Digos was keeping an eye on him while he supported his drift protection.

The 'dragon doom' brave man, intercepted from the front and repeated rough breaths in his own arms.

A strong, strict elder brother who bleeds, gets his left ear scraped, and has more serious wounds than he has ever seen before.

The most powerful and prestigious ruler of scorching, who dyed himself in a more vibrant peach colour than flames.

- Even with all this facial rash, can't it collapse?

"The Black Ghost" who retreats the three inflexible ones as a matter of course and rebuilds them flat.

Looking up at the unknown monster, the youngest brother of the spear...

Unbreakable?

To nobody?

Well, that's really...

- I can't wait.

"... Ku, Digos?

I look up to the loosely stood up giant and the drifting shield leaks a voice that looks suspicious.

"Digos, what are you doing? I told you to leave."

From the other side that separated the monster, my oldest brother's voice sounds.

That's what I'm saying.

Answered with an invincible grin, Digos looks to the resentful demon.

"Don't let him get away with it."

Predilecke was pouring a quiet gaze at the approaching Diegos. Somewhere, eyes that identify the person in front of you. What do you want to show me?

The giant laughs.

"Hey, don't worry about it. I won't let you down, bug."

Saying off, Digos dropped his hips low.

Stick your left arm forward and pull your right hand back. Somewhere, its like carrying an invisible long pattern.

"Die, Goth...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

The moment my brother tried to throw a faint word at me,

Oops, I heard something blow up. Immediately, everyone looks to the source.

- That's, like, red steam.

Dino Gailroen's right arm. A bright red smoke was rising from that hand, which was blurred earlier by Predilecke's feathers.

"Oh, man. You're smoking like some kind of spilled robot."

'Penta' does not answer the allegation of drift protection, such as fear. He shook his shoulders small and quiet - laughing as he instantly evaporated the bloodstream that flowed out.

"K, kuk...... Tamanje. This is unbearable."

Shining crimson eyes look at Gyorori and Predileke. Illusion that only then will the subject burn, the colour of the Xu.

"... I'm not suppressing you anymore"

Did the Grievance Demon feel something, too, put his face around Dino...

Thin, it was a fire line.

Dino's left-handed index finger directed at the monster, as pointed at him. From beyond, a thin, red light was emitted.

At the same time, a tremendous metal sound echoed.

Predyrekke I flew for it, a crimson hotline. The grudge demon receives its flash with the left sickle, but he stepped on it if it was jumped. The fire line also bends the orbit and flies in an unexpected direction.

Boulder, should I say? Predilecke overtook a blow as a result.

Meanwhile, the scorching red light that ran in the direction of the day after tomorrow passed horizontally through the trunk of a giant tree in the vicinity. I broke it off lightly. Fire powder attaches to the cutting surface, leaning as the buckwheat and crushing sound -

Shortly afterwards, a huge shock shook the earth.

"It is...!

Stream protection blocked my ears, but I jump by accident.

By collapsed giant trees, the area was surrounded by foggy earthen smoke.

That doesn't end there.

"Olah!"

Heat waves and roars as Dino waves his left arm.

The wall of flames stood.

Crimson walls are as high as the surrounding trees. It appeared suddenly, so that the predileche, which had been seared from directly beneath, did not fly, and the dust that had stood in was scattered.

At the same time, the firepowder pours into the surrounding trees and begins to grasp them one after the other.

"This, is..., f, is that what you mean"

That was the voice of Digos, but both Lifeguard and Duen understood it as well.

I'm not suppressing you anymore.

Dino's words earlier.

What is it that you don't suppress anymore? What have you suppressed so far? The answer will be shown.

The trees around him dwell on fire in the branches. Eventually, he gets wrapped up in a swinging flame.

The trees of the abnormally developed Garden of the Infinite, supposedly playing even the flames of the skilled chanter Magee. Dyeing them to the red lotus with ease, the transcendent makes a mockery.

"Ha-ha-ha! Nice, I knew it wasn't the same size, monsters like you in your biography! Don't die lightly, Oi!?

Sticking this unparalleled ecstasy to its face, Dino also shoots off the line of fire. Predilecke turned his torso in a agile motion and rubbed it. Instead, the giant tree behind him just cracks and slowly begins to collapse.

"Absolutely… I've earned time to chant"

It was Duen's whining that leaked into the mood.

Soon. The length of the spear that stood at the roots of the tree, which is about to fall by the hotline, will send a palm to the trunk.

"A little too much, Dino."

Sparks scattered. Bottom to top. A giant tree is lit with white electric light. That's all - the orientation of the leaning trunk, changed.

The giant tree, which began to collapse, fell down in pursuit of Predilecke. It serves as a hammer of terrible destruction and swings it down to the resentful demon.

Strength was exerted on Predilecke's thin legs. I guess he tried to escape the impending fall tree.

But with that look in his face, a sharp white light flies. The identity is - shaped by thunder, a long-standing stick.

The monster plays with a sickle in agitation and turns his eyes to the source. At the end of his gaze, "Ni......" shows an invincible grin at Digos.

It was an instant event, but it was enough as a time buyer.

A giant old tree - a huge crushing blow - was beaten with momentum that just pushed and crushed Predilecke.

Ear-busting noises, trembling earth, winding winds, scattered dust.

Hammer named Collapsing Tree. Before the destruction, which is too overwhelming, there is no way to exchange it with a formidable monster - it should have been.

I was stopping it.

That's as brave as a knight who guards against a sword that has been waved down.

Crossing the two sickles, the grudge demon was receiving the fallen tree.

I guess it's going to weigh enough. The monster was completely prevented from breaking even the stone fort.

And the black shadow slips in.

The leg stops and the sea currents shield fleshes against the sickle sealed resentment demon.

Predilecke's monocular eye captured the looming appearance of drift protection.

The boy stepped in at the velocity of the shell, his fist resting on his waist...

Bo Hin, and popped out. Black mouthpiece, ejected through prey. The tip of the blur scatters blood splashes.

A stepped drift shield flaunts a puncturing blow. The drift shield accumulates in the stash and fires a clenched fist.

"Zip-!"

From above the outstretched mouthpiece, so that it can be covered.

The establishment of that technology for the existence of outsiders.

The right fist of the cross-counter shield was slapped into Predilecke's face.