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

Sewing and diseased between the trees, Duen captured the rear of Predilecke as he lost so much and went straight into the woods.

(Weird... right)

I feel uncomfortable chasing him.

Slow. Black giant body bouncing off fine branches and pushing forward as he stepped on the grass of the jaws. That speed is slowing down. Is it damaged and worn out? It's a good thing we didn't have to lose sight of it, but its speed is too slow.

Duen, who follows the monster at an exquisite distance, eventually realizes the fact.

The right double eyed missing by the fist of driftshield, the red and creepy light that lights behind it. The color of the bow and tail pulling eyes is poured into the Duane directly behind him as he moves forward. As if to make sure the other person is following you.

"The worm..."

A blue muscle floated on Duen's forehead.

- The state "purposeful"?

Predilecke is not trying to escape. It wears off, and I can't get the speed. This monster is like a human being.

"Don't think of it, chemistry......!

Accelerated Duen took the beast path slightly off and ran into the slightly harder woods. flesh from flanking to resentful demons, as shielded by turbulent trees. So much less, it took the form of walking with resentful demons at a distance of about ten miles apart. In this position, the tree stands in the way and the giant sickle cannot be shaken. If you can't shake a sickle, you can take full chanting time without worrying about your opponent's attacker.

After carefully crafting the procedure, Duen turned his right hand against the demon.

"Akelone is witchcraft - Four Pitches, Spike Wave Flash Flower: Shall We?"

It was a tremendous fast-fire. The length of a single bottle is about the size of a sword. A series of thin, purple-electric bullets pointed at the needle pierces one after the other into the outer shell of the Predilecke. That number, dozens. During the blink, the resentful demon's body was to produce a flock of luminous needles.

Duen's specialty manipulation system is' open '. He is known as Magee, a melee type chanter who taps the technique straight from his touched fist leg. Nevertheless, should it be taken for granted there? It was also superb when it came to shooting and releasing the technique from a distance, as was the case with common' open 'use.

but such a superior user is eye-catching.

Predilecke, covered in large quantities of electric needles and in a disconcerting wind of sea urchin or chestnut, but its feet show no sign of stopping. The giant body of the pitch black does not shake, but continues to advance flat. If he was a concurrent opponent, he would have rolled around turning himself into a casually incapable cactus.

"Hung."

If Duen rattled his fingers patsy, the pile of needles he was stabbing detonated simultaneously.

- Still.

The black anomaly continues to advance as it thrust through the flames and raised faint smoke. As if nothing had happened. If you are a resentful demon, feel free to attack as much as you are dispersed.

(... I don't mind. There is no change in the status quo where this one can be set up unilaterally)

This situation where disturbed trees sandwich and walk together. How many times have you shot in the surgery while walking the trees to the shield?

The density of the woods, which separated each other like an iron fence, became visibly thinner.

(Have you entered the area where the thin trees grow? Easier to target)

It was Duen entering the next chant without slowing down,

"Mm."

Notice the anomaly.

Predilecke continues to advance with four legs unchanged. Both sickles that are not used for travel and are brought about. On its left - on Duane's side walking together - that's what makes you move loosely.

Thinner trees?

Easier to aim for?

Before the answer came out, Duen was almost bending over in a falling and lying form.

That's dreadful logging.

Horizontal flashes, black remnants to be swept away. It's like a long spear was waved from a diseased horse.

The cutting surface was also vivid, and the surrounding trees were cut together about the height of a person's waist. The Sickle of Reaper passes through the sudden space at the top of Duen's head where he has succumbed.

The trees, which remained in abeyance for a while with the momentum cut off, fell into the earth at the same time as they remembered. "Bachi" the drum's dial. Yet, the trunks cut off slap Dodon and the surface.

"... chip!

That beating that trembled at my feet was like a signal. Exactly Duen is also forced to dodge the phenomenon of 'forest' collapsing in one piece, being overthrown and covered.

Winding dust and green young leaves block sight, pointy branches blur cheeks, and hard trunks like skin tear skin apart. It is stopped by the collapsing nature and the distance from Predilecke opens up.

"... do a clever imitation... ugh"

A thin hotline crossed just beside Duane, staring at him with a spicy, overwhelmed, sandy face.

It was a bright red straight line approaching the back of the distant Predilecke - hiccup, he said. The fiend made the blow fly from behind him without difficulty.

"Ha, you totally remember that? Don't spare me."

Dino, who smiled so much and came from the rear, overtook Duen, one knee down - at that moment. Running far ahead, Predilecke largely stopped his legs and cut off one of the lush conifers along the road.

Duen unexpectedly frowns.

There's nobody there. Where the trees have collapsed, no one is caught in collapse. Besides, the cut was one young tree about three miles high at best. Even if it falls, it won't be a surprise to the chanter Mage.

(Why... just one of those trees -?)

I didn't need to think about it. The answer was immediately given.

So Predilecke turns to the Duens. And right in front of your own eyes. He swung his folded right arm wide against the conifers slowly falling into the beast path.

(No way)

The predictions and answers were perfectly simultaneous.

The distance to each other is about twenty miles. But without bitterness, easy.

A fallen tree knocked over by a black giant arm flew beneath the Duens as they rotated.

"Haha, that's an interesting art - Oi!"

If Dino waves his left arm with a laugh, the wall of flames will stand, which will be as high as ten miles.

The young tree, which flew with green leaves scattered, burst into flames as it crashed into the flaming wall. It was too big a bullet to call it a flying tool, but that doesn't even lead to breaking through walls. Faster than burning down, it becomes black charcoal and disappears into the wind.

I just finished the role, and the vermilion melts into the void.

(... it's cod at all, the presence of 'the evil one')

One hand now, for example.

Even Duen cannot be deployed immediately if it becomes a barrier that withstands objects of that mass. You need to read your actions beforehand and finish a long chant. but I wouldn't make it a prediction. Like that, grudges demons pounding trees and flying, etc. If so - will you be crushed by the adults, or will you avoid them with all your might? There is no alternative to the former for a regular person and the latter for a master.

But 'they' are different.

How to speed up chanting and how to make time to chant. Stick them in, spin the formula more quickly, and release a more powerful technique. Even though that is the eternal challenge for the warrior, the 'culprit' is born to skip the process. Breathe, but make an immense miracle a reality.

Duane sighed when he was shown such a godly sigh in various ways.

Black monster and two chanteers, Maggie, stare at each other often.

"Oh, there he is...! What are you doing...?

Liquid protection and Digos have caught up.

About twenty meters away at a distance? Predilecke flies his gaze this way on the way to the Beast Road. Away, confronting Dino and Duen.

It must be the work of that grudge demon, a line of trees that seemed to be swarming on the left side of the road being mowed down collectively. As far as nicely aligned incisions are concerned, probably in one blow.

(Damn, damn it...)

I got a proper sickle to imitate like this. You didn't die well while I was there, and the flowing shelter cools the liver.

Besides, I moved the distance there. If you believe what Duen said, the firehand shouldn't have come this far. Predilecke figured it out, and thus shifted the place of struggle...

"What?"

At the moment of that understanding, Predilecke started moving again. Just as the idea of drift protection is off-target. Turn your back on the four of you, and once again, turn away.

"Ouioi, don't fight."

I guess Dino had the same idea. Let some disappointment and frustration seep into your voice and start tracking.

The four of us chased after the black grudge demon, while Lifeguard spoke of the doubt.

"Mr. Duane. Dino and I are gonna fight each other till we get here, right? With that Bakemon."

"Yeah. I was shooting in the technique while I was chasing him, and he turned to fight back. Just a little skirmish, and now the second battle begins - and so on, the two of them."

……

If you just think about the situation.

Predilecke, who ran out again, at the same time as the four of us were all here. Four opponents decide you're no match, and you're trying to escape?

(No, hey...)

The drift shield immediately denies the self-explanations.

It's not an exaggeration to describe it as a mass of aggressiveness. It's a resentment demon, but when you run, you do run away. Farvnar chased me, and I fled to the college, Draughtrow. Once upon a time, the exodus herself, the last one of those monsters, is witnessing a moment of escape without rivalry to herself.

I can't feel that sense of crisis or desperation in Predilecke running forward right now. On the contrary, it is even leisurely. The red light that leaks from the slightly broken double eyed shield pulls its tail as if to make sure the target is following -

……

So the fuzzy idea that came to mind was the opposite hypothesis from earlier.

I'm not trying to escape. Waiting for drift protection and Digos to arrive, he resumed his journey.

Predilecke is trying to steer the four of us somewhere with some intent...

Zo, I'm sorry.

Emotionless - if this inorganic monster has the brains to plot such a plot.

(... is too scary for you hey)

Even a compound that is just too bent. There, it even has the brains to tour the wormless thoughts. Even if you feel something cold enough for sweat to pull in,

"What's up, Aliumi? What are you laughing at?"

The words thrown from the Digos running next door were such unexpected.

"Huh? No, what a laugh..."

If you loosen your cheeks and look up at the giant man's face,

"... Digos isn't laughing either. And it's evil."

"Oops."

Unusual for a park man, he joked and flaunted his shoulders.

A few minutes, I follow Predilecke through the woods.

(Even so, I knew...)

It's too late. As if you care not to leave this one behind. A giant organism as long as four metres in length. But there is no blunt image, rather a streamlined body that feels sophisticated. Even animals with dull impressions, such as molluscs and elephants, run at a speed that is not even comparable, such as humans. I don't even think this monster is inferior to them.

"Well... he doesn't know where he wants to lead us."

It's Duane who's pompous and zero. After all, we seemed to realize that Predilecke was trying to 'direct' ourselves.

"I was wondering what kind of ploy worm flair would make me, whether it would be a pleasure to hang out with you... This is not a good idea"

"Of course."

To the words of my eldest brother, my youngest brother nods back.

"What do you mean? Is something wrong?

"If we keep going straight... we'll leave the 'Garden of the Infinite'"

Upon hearing Digos' response, Lifeguard breathed unexpectedly.

Outside The Garden of the Infinite. There are as many as 30,000 spectators there. Lefe dignitaries and cherry branches, as well as Belgrette, are among them.

Most of the thirty thousand are people who do not have the power to fight. If something like this is going to pop up and get rampant, how much damage the hell will it do? I can no longer imagine.

I mean, he's out in the woods.

to the speculation of Dino, who would be shooting almost positively from the status quo,

(Weird... right)

But Lifeguard remembered the hook.

Predilecke trying to leave the woods. The behavior itself is not particularly strange.

To escape the firehand. Because I sensed the presence of 'bait' outside. Actual sincerity is unknown, but there are several possible motives.

But I don't see any reason to try to take the drift guards there.

If you're going to shake off the four of us and head outside the woods, you still can't grasp that intention, until you wait for them all to align themselves - obviously trying to lure them until they slow down.

The target is a monster. That, too, looks like a giant insect. Doesn't it make sense to do it, is it just randomly moving with instinct? Are you thinking too deeply?

But in any case - if this grudge demon is about to go outside, it must be stopped at all costs. That was all for sure.

"Lord Zeilin noticed his presence, and I wonder if Lord Tyzene would be able to deploy his troops. But no sacrifice can be made to the audience."

Duen accelerates, approaching the position of the Predirecke's range sweep. The drift guards also increased their speed and followed.

It keeps a distance of just over six meters unreachable to the sickle and chases it unawares to the resentful demon.

The appearance of the monster from the diagonal rear. A slightly crushed right double eye, a red light leaking from its gap, is pulling a creepy tail loosely.

……

Some insects with double-eyed eyes say they can see all directions at three hundred and sixty degrees without a neighborhood.

We have each other's eyes crossed. My eyes are on each other. Again, this monster - it doesn't seem like he's making sure the other guy's following you.

"... Mr. Dino. I'm sorry, but I was wondering if you could give me a hand."

"Hmm? What do I do?

Surprisingly, the flow protection is a little surprising.

I didn't think Duane, who seemed to have high pride, would ask for help like that. Most importantly, the situation now has to stop this monster from advancing at all costs. You don't want to be confused, do you?

On the other hand, the corresponding dino also seems surprising in dino,

(This one, this one)

Seeing the side of it, I was immediately convinced.

A narrow red eye with a thin, laughing mouth.

Definitely. I'm enjoying this situation right now. It's not just the battle with the mighty enemy Predilecke. strange behavior of its enemies. What is Duen trying to do? I enjoy every one of those elements, all of them.

"When I signal, give me two example lines of fire. I want you to shoot him in the left half of his body and in the head one at a time."

"Try to remember me refreshingly - so. I think I'm gonna avoid it."

"I don't mind."

Finishing the exchange briefly, Duen looks at the grudge demon with his cleavage eyes.

"Brother."

"You don't have to do anything. Stay back."

In response to Diegos' call, his brother immediately disconnected without having to hear the contents. but my brother goes on to say plainly.

"Until we get through the woods, there's no such distance. I'll give you a chance to do everything I can. Don't you think a lot of trouble would be better?

"... I am"

There shouldn't be time to talk long. Still, there was only a few moments.

"I... am now moving as one of the backs. Threats are eliminated at all costs more than this I serve. End the heavenly banquet without delay. I won't let you get in the way of any of them."

I kept looking forward, and went on.

"You're a contestant now, aren't you? Leave this place... to the back."

"... right"

I wonder what thoughts were in there. My brother shrugged quietly, and my brother never ate any more.

It was a drift protection that I was convinced of the slightly soggy atmosphere.

(Mm, that? But Dino...)

If so, what happens to the transcendent of flames running right ahead of the diagonal? The treatment of participants during the competition should be the same as that of Diegos, but Duen is asking this man to cooperate.

"- All right, Mr. Dino. Now."

Shortly after thinking deeply, Duen's signal flew.