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

It's like a quick shot. Dino glances forward Predilecke and puts his left hand around him, shooting two red-hot light strips from his fingertips.

And surprisingly, the resentment demon's reaction. After all, that double eyed even captures perfectly behind it. The distance is about seven meters, and by flying right through the heat line emitted directly behind you...

At that landing point, Duane was slipping in.

Liquid protection keeps an eye out.

That was a kind of counter.

Fire line that flew simultaneously to the left half and head of Predilecke and two places. The demon scolds this by moving to the right. Yes. Pre-sealed the option of left, to the right.

With the monster's dodging direction narrowed only to the right, Duen jumps into position as intended. Predilecke with Dino's skill, to his destination.

"Akelone is witchcraft - Seven Pitches - perforated wolf teeth" Seikoro "

An instant white thunder and a tall acoustic shook the feeling of drift protection. I burn my eyes, I crush my ears, and the smell of burning my nose tickles.

"Oh...!

The leaked voice was also so unreachable to the ears of the exhaled drift guard himself.

That's terminally speaking, the upper right spin kick. Is it martial arts transmitted to the refe? A sophisticated trajectory, unlike Enrokak, as if it were in accordance with some system. A lightning strike, flying the shortest distance at the same time as a light step-in. In the knowledge of fighting boys from modern Japan,

(Siegkundo, the interceptor...!?

It seemed like a close behavior. There, a 'demon' characteristic of Grimcrows is added.

Purple electricity strikes and the orbit is white and sumptuous. Beautiful and fragile, but fearful, destructive kick. Predirecke took the form of hitting himself on a spur of silver released by Duen.

That's where Dino's whistle flew. He opens his mouth without expecting to protect himself.

The right foot of the electrical control that is punched into the torso of black iron. A high crushing sound that echoes.

Predilecke's giant floated like a kicked back sphere, stepped on the rash and retreated. The left sickle pierces the earth. With that in his support, he painstakingly refuses to fall. came, and the head of the reverse triangle went down.

(It worked......!

Even Dino's fire line played, and the anomaly let him turn to counterattack while under the rush of drift protection. The tough steel monster finally showed off his masterpiece.

"Chi......"

But what reaches the ear of the shield is the tongue of Duane, who made it.

If you look at it - the figure of the length of the spear that sheds an unusual amount of sweat and holds down his right leg with an abominable look.

(Yes, it is)

Duen kicked the resentment demon back, as if he were a flying ball, but in the first place the opponent is a giant monster with a clump of iron. He kicked his opponent in the counter like that. You can't possibly not hurt your leg.

"You worm... he's a strong one..."

I guess it was within my assumptions that I would hurt my leg. In exchange for his right leg, he was supposed to tail this monster.

but the enemy did not fall.

If that's what you think, it doesn't fit the bottom line to the extent that it 'worked'.

- There. If it weren't for the three remaining warriors, we'd be talking about.

Not lost, Lifeguard kicked the ground and fleshed.

Digos, who manifested the stick of thunder, also quickly follows.

Dino, with a thin laugh, I can carry a pillar of flame to my left hand.

They are at the exact same time.

The first to arrive was a flash of flames swung down in luxury.

It's like a truncating table. Predilecke took the trajectory of prison flames that caught his tail vertically with the remaining right sickle. The tower shield yet deformed its arms do not steadily prevent the flames of Dino either.

A few steps into that gap into Predilecke's eyes, the drift shield lifts the force to the right fist pulled into the lumbar reservoir.

A gaze and gaze that meet nearby. Red light of a bow and a lighting monster and dark human eyes.

The moment the half-broken grudge demon's mandible gutted open,

"The same hand over and over again..."

At first, he was intercepted by a popping mouth and underdeveloped. Next, the counter flashed with that tone.

"Come through!

And this is the third time. Prior to the mouthpiece being released, the positive fist of the drift shield landed in the face of the enemy.

Heavy blows of relentlessly pushed body scatter black liquid from Predilecke's mouth -

I immediately notice the discomfort.

Strange light response. For that, black splashes scattered bitterly.

(No... this isn't blood - eh)

Bouncing. Flying. The fluids were stuffed to abnormality. So much so that he slips his penetrating fist, removes his core, and kills his power.

That wasn't all. Predilecke continued to spray black fog from his mouth.

"Eww......!

Not on a big scale. In conclusion, it was neither lethal nor poisonous. For a moment, the extent to which a thin black beard could stand in front of me. But if it becomes the black sumptuous that the inexperienced alien spits out, it can be said that it is force majeure to fly away from disgust.

Even if that place where I lowered and landed - was the Sickle Passage of the Reaper.

――――――

"Go back" to the sickle range and look seriously. Already shaken high, the left sickle. A pitch-black guillotine that illuminates the scarlet sun.

(Already, set up…, come on…… from the beginning, aim for this…)

That's an unexpected, if not impossible, expedition. A manifold to push the opponent back into the unwieldy interior of the sickle and ensure it is pruned.

'You thought the same hand would make it through?

Keep the words you slapped against the resentful demon, as if they were returned in action. Unexpectedly freezes the spine.

And now, at this moment. It's not just drift protection.

Dino waved down the pillars of flame. Duen on one knee. Digos is running over from behind. All four of them are in sickle orbit.

My raised left arm. If that murder weapon was wiped out...

Faster than expected the end of it, reality looms. The slaughter of the black shadow roared.

And at the same time, the violet brilliant thunder.

"Aliumi! Flush -!"

Thick and sharp voice.

A flash of black that builds momentum from height and wields horizontally.

Slipping between the trajectories of amputation and drift protection, Digos slaps the earth in the palm of his hand, almost overthrown.

"Trend to Ha-ha-ha!"

Thunder strikes.

That direction, from the bottom to the top.

A pillar of light rising from the ground slams up the grievance demon's left arm from directly below. In that blow, the horizontally shaken sickle orbit deviated and jumped diagonally.

The black blade, which was about the height of the waist of the flowing shield, floated and flew in the shape of a neck muscle.

"Aliumi! Flush -!"

It was only Daigos' words that crossed the back of his brain. Shortly after wondering what that meant, the shield stood up with its right arm and took the defensive stance.

Landing ammunition.

"..., - Gu...!

Already the limit.

In the meantime, a heavy blow that seems impossible, such as being able to take even in full condition. Heavy drainage drift protection no longer even allows you to step on it, and your body leans as it is pushed.

but

(Oh... Ugh, you mean...!

Sickle of Reaper slapped to mow his life. Exposed to its heavy pressure, here the drift shield understood.

Defeat yourself, not against the power.

- Slip.

Right arm of driftshield, tightly wrapped grey armor. Liquid sprinkled with Predilecke earlier, which adheres there. This black flutter slipped the sickle.

The black blade strokes to polish the surface of the hand and is further derailed upwards. The tip of the sickle, which swung through the momentum, pierced the trunk of a young tree that stood nearby.

The overthrown drift shield quickly turns his face up.

The right sickle is pushed into Dino's flaming fangs, while the left sickle is stung by a tree. Visited again - good opportunity.

"... ugh!

But my body doesn't move quickly.

Although flushed, his right arm is paralyzed, his lungs seek oxygen, and his knees do not accept orders. Just a few more seconds. Let him rest. The whole body of the shield will sue him like that against his will.

The grudge demon, sealed with both arms, opens his half-baked mouth again badly. Coming. That spear-like mouthpiece pops up. Instead of a few seconds, a second doesn't mean you're staying on the spot.

(-Damn..., shun, shun...!

Bashun, was ejected.

The depletion of the flesh is not in the realm to be compensated by psychology at last, and the drift shield just stares at the black spike unleashed at itself -

A pale trajectory broke its black ferocity.

It was the crossing that was painted instantly.

A pale flash flashed from the side slashed a sharp mouthpiece stretched in a straight line.

A mouthpiece cut from the inside and losing its hardness blows away as it flexes like a rope. Predilecke, amputated part of his body, turned his gigantic body upside down and let the roar of bitterness roar.

"- Akelone is witchcraft, end-of-life manipulation. - Battle.

Digos Akelone, who sits on his feet, has it, "Something bark" that shines pale and pale in his eyes. Is it about four meters long? Too thin to call it a spear, too long to call it a sword, too sharp to call it a stick.

The proper description for 'it' does not appear so that the proper nomenclature does not come to mind on Dino's flaming pillar.

Bringing such 'pale light' to his right hand, Digos twists his body on the spot - shaking it off with recoil.

The remnants spread beautifully as a fan. What floated behind the brain of drifting protection was a laser blade that looked familiar in an SF movie. The pale trajectory draws its tail and flows beautifully as if colored into the atmosphere.

The end point of the pale flash that roared that way was the appearance of Predilecke.

It's like breaking glass, a deafening after-effect.

The monster's mandible is completely crushed, and the right double eyelid, which was about to break, is also damaged, and black fragments and liquid are scattered.

"He."

It was Dino who leaked an interesting voice.

And at that moment when the monster was frightened, he changed the angle of the flaming pillar he was pressing against the sickle. Pull your arms slightly and stick your tips.

Relentless releases in the blink of an eye, zero range fire. A flash of scorching heat that also disintegrates the rocky mountains, ejected from a state of intimacy. An inevitable direct hit. A Predilecke giant, as robust as a steel castle, blew the toys thrown away with great greetings. He turns two to three with the roar, sharpens the earth, smashes the flocks of trees, clashes to the rocky mountains and finally stops.

- The black monster finally fell to the earth.

Before the earthly smoke clears, Dino throws an interesting glance at Diegos.

"Nice. Funny move, big guy."

"Wesen... it's an honor to have 'Penta' say that."

Returning the pale score to the void, Digos answered with the same invincible grin.

"Whoa, you know me. You're studying hard."

To the transcendent who unexpectedly bounced his voice, a slow awakening drifting guard gave a tired voice.

"... what are you talking about? This Diegos is a student of Midir College. The time had come to fight that Redrack..."

"You know what? I'm in a playschool like that. I don't need it, it doesn't look like it."

A flaming superman who narrows his eyes with increasing pleasure. I still don't seem to grasp whether it should be taken for granted or about other students. Anyway - Dino is showing an interest in Digos. That's all this Akelone's youngest brother has.

"... Digos. After all, did you get the moves..."

The way it seeps through tiredness, Duen rises. I squeaked, holding my legs down.

"... I'm surprised"

"Sorry."

What thoughts are put into that short brotherly exchange? I wasn't likely to be inferred by drift protection.

It's just...

(Earlier technique......)

A pale glow, something like flash itself. It was a substitute for feeling no less powerful than Dino's double pillars. It can also be taken for granted that the 'penta' of the moment shows interest. It must be like secret surgery, even from the position of "final manipulation" or Duen's mouth. That's like the great sword of water that Belgrette deals with.

(You Digos teacher... such a hell of a move, you kept it hidden...)

A tenacious monster, a dozen steel plated heads easily crushed.

Cold sweat transmits the spine of the fluid shield.

Now, thanks to you, I was able to help my hair. But. If I had to confront that, what would I do?

What's the chanting time? How long can it be expressed? I thought about it right away, and it should drain a lot.

(One thing's for sure... if you get a direct hit, it'll be awesome...)

Blow up and finally turn your eyes to the fallen Predilecke. Decision-hitting can be described as a blow to Dino, but the shaky look of it crushed Digos' feat and...

So, it moved.

The black grudge demon, thought to be breathless, awakens himself by piercing a sickle into the earth.

"Hmm...?

It would also be impossible to leak that way from Dino's mouth.

He was crushed in the face and struck directly by a hotline enough to crumble the terrain. I don't think very much of an organism can take a life.

- That's why.

……

The heat of summer and the chills that also outweigh the heat raised by the battle make the brain of the drifting shield cool.

The monster rises. Drop a fragment of parallax and black from the head, to support the kneeling bent right arm, but forcefully.

(Evil, Demon...)

It was those words that were not decorative that crossed the back of the driftshield's brain.

The peeled reverse triangular face of the outer shell had undergone transformation into something similar but not similar to a kamakiri.

In the middle of the cracked right double eyed, a crimson circle that glows as toxic as an embedded bulb. From the crushed jaw, a long, sharp line of blades peeps.

Approximately does not apply to any living organism that exists, too heterogeneous modelling. That murderous minister, too vague, did not let any description other than 'demon' float in the boy's thoughts. If you dare to resemble it closely, what about extraterrestrial life forms that you recognize in movies and such - something like aliens?

A genuine monster, not falling within the normal sphere of life. That's why - I guess it's the existence of such a dimensional difference between resentment demons that you can still survive.

"My balls. Did the mask peel off and the splendid sickle just bend over with choy?

Words like that that contain nothing but pleasure. The moment Dino tried to walk forward for fun - Predilecke ran out with his back to the four of them again.

"Uh? Oui, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi

They were drift guards moving to chase the monster.

Four surprises synchronize.

Fast.

This is not the speed at which we can follow it slowly. How fast does that speed reach? The Grievance Devil kicks the earth with four legs in luxury and instantly leaves the drift guardians behind.

"Bastard...... Huh!

I knew it, and the drift protection bites my teeth. As I thought, Predilecke was intentionally slowing down earlier. And now in this phase, we started walking at full capacity.

(Damn, why now suddenly...! Are you going to take unexpected damage and run away......!?

I can't grasp the monster's intentions at all. There's just something for sure.

(I don't chase you...!

Finally, with the flow protection in full condition, is it imminent or not? That is, a speed comparable to that of a horse. With the exhausted body now, it doesn't reach the bottom.

"Brother...!

"I know -!"

Akelone's brothers squeeze their strength and run as fast as a thunder scattered with white sparks. It is the transcendent of flames who sees those two and clasps his shoulders in the tone of other personnel round.

"Ooh, I'm nervous.... so Omei still doesn't try to use one of the techniques and is worn out. Can I borrow your shoulder?

"Say stupid......!

It poisons Dino smiling with teasing sideways, and drifting protection also proceeds by whipping tired bodies. On the other hand, the transcendents going next door were running in a daze of unwillingness.

The trees were also neglected, even a straight line that was too big to call the beast path. Dino, watching the back of the Akelone brothers chasing him to Gungu and Predyrecke, grumbled like nothing.

"... you can't. I can't stop you."

"What?"

As if that was the prophecy.

A blackening blow was ejected from the monster's tail against Digos, who approached directly behind Duen, hurting his right leg. Needles, are they huge enough to call them? A poke thicker and sharper than a spear handled by a person precisely and unbeatably targets the Eyebrow of Digos.

"Guh!"

I don't even have time for drift protection to shout out my name.

But the body is brilliant, I suppose. Blood splashes from his temples, but the giant twists his neck and makes a lethal spike.

instantly trailing through the stopped Digos of the foot as a price,

"I'll go after him! Let him go......!

Grievances and Duen accelerate.

"Black Kamakiri is running at all costs right now."

"Ha... hey, look, I get it..."

In the mouth of the enlightened dino, the drift shield reacts so while letting out his breath. Unlike you, it's a full-blown disease, and I almost wanted to give it back, but I couldn't afford that.

"I mean... unlike earlier, I'm not going to let you chase me. I don't know what to do, but the guy who comes with me..."

Jakin, and.

Feathers that were folded on the monster's back expanded sharply in fan form.

"You're a relentless wacko."

Ba 'an, the twitching sound shook the atmosphere. Instantly deployed multiple feathers luxuriously sweep away the rear strip.

"Zip!"

You were reading, Duen kicks the earth with legs wrapped in purple electricity and jumps high, avoiding this.

but

All four peel their eyes.

That wasn't just an operation for an attack.

The atmosphere slapped by the feathers goes wild. Predilecke was flying with such momentum that the stagnant Duen was flown backwards. Should it be described as a leap, to be precise? The flying giant spreads his feathers and draws a vast parabola, slowly crossing over a flock of standing trees.

"He...!

the groan of the landed Duen;

"You can't...!

The low roar of the Digos who woke himself overlaps.

The gliding monster swept through the sky, and his giant body finally flew across the river surrounding the 'Garden of the Infinite'.

"... ugh!

Exodus loses its word.

I let him out of breath and ran desperately, what I saw ahead of me through the woods.

Finally he flew out of the woods - the 'garden of the infinite pole' - and was the figure of Predilecke, who stepped down to the front of the deserted viewing area.