Divine Costume Holy Sword Fafnir

Strict to receive the slaughter of the Divine Costume Holy Sword with the trajectory of silver waved down by Kaisardo with two demonic swords.

In a flowing motion, Kaizardo's slaughter is rigorous. It plays and unfolds a magic formation around it -

Hundreds or so of flamebullets, more than 30 meters in diameter, arrive towards Kaisardo, but intercept everything due to the flash of silver generated by waving Fafnir.

Countless explosions occurred over the sky, as well as Kaisard's eyes narrowed.

In those eyes, look at the colour of his unique readiness -,

"-Mmmm!?

And you noticed the harshness, too, and the look of the rejuvenated harshness engulfs you.

Kicking the deck, Kaisardo, meaty in an instant, waves down the great sword - but it is taken by the two demon swords that he possesses only on the earlier burn turns and the harsh ones, but suddenly the two bodies are blown off the deck -, falling off the airship.

"Stupid!? Are you out of your mind! You!"

"As planned!

As we continue to fall with our swords against each other - Kaisardo returns his words with a grin at the sternly screaming.

The two fell to the surface of the forest at once - and were both slapped to the ground with the roar.

"Gohoo."

Counting from the surface and from 3,000 meters above, the harsh knocked from the back slammed to the ground spots Kaisardo, who stood up forward with his feet tumbling as he vomited blood.

And Kaisardo too -, he was also heavily damaged by his body.

Damage so much that both would have died instantly if they had not exceeded a person's dimension.

"You've finally got one shot at paying off!

Thousands of chopped hands -, repairing them while Kaisardo looks at the harshness as he distorts the corners of his mouth.

"All the time…, just once…, in the minutes of the medi data…"

"Did you...? That thoughtful thought will kill you yourself! That extravagant idea, like sacrificing the fortune of a long-lasting man in peace! And your anger at killing Yurika! Let me fulfill it here!

Having instantly completed the resurrection of the flesh, Kaisard builds the Divine Costume Holy Sword Fafnir.

And - I hold a Japanese sword made of real matter that doesn't exist in this world, and I run toward Haruna.

The strengthening of the flesh has already finished with magic, and its speed of travel is beyond the realm of magicians, and knights, impossible to discern in the ordinary man.

"Don't be ridiculous! What do you know about Medidata? It's 10,000 years! For over 10,000 years, our four sages have acted to build a world where divine civilizations can live! I didn't know it was just something we made that would invade us! I can't admit it!

"It's none of my business what it used to be! I am only fighting to avenge the thoughts of the innocent people and many others who have been trampled by you four wise men!

Two swords of both strike a sword trident as the two disagree.

It includes shockwaves, erases the trees of the end forest, and craters form around the two of them.

"Filer lance!"

"Iceland!"

Fire spears over 3 meters deployed by Kaisardo - the number of which exceeds 1000.

They are intercepted by the myriad of Icelands that Strict activated the deployment.

"All the time! The time for Medidata!

The kendorf, and Kaisardo, who plays a battle with each other with magic, are enlisted by the agitation of the harsh.

That is incomprehensible to him, who was created when the divine civilization perished and lived for more than 10,000 years - to the appearance of those who, for the first time, had the power to fight on par with Haruna himself.