Marion, who pulls an arm holding the riding spear, and Shirley, who holds Shurshagana aside amidst the dangling wood chips, confront him.
Make it a special occasion for both of them, a perfect time. A slight delay would be a deadly gap. Even in it, the two burned intense fighting spirit, while the mind was quiet and tattered like a clear fountain.
"…… ha!
It was Shirley who moved first in a scene where a flash of defense decided to settle everything. The red straight knife flashes horizontally as a shield to play any attack on Igalima.
The Secret Sword, The Shadow, that even goes far beyond the speed of sound. It is a sword that transmits everything that is handicapped and cleaves only what it wanted, rolled out of the sidelines that Shirley is best at, stepping into the realm of magic with only martial arts. Its power breaks even the giant castle, even the ancient dragon's lifeblood.
The blade of the special blow touches the black armor… just before that, there is no significant change in Marion's movements. I did not deviate the sword from the blade or stick out the spear in combination with the armor.
A sight that would convince everyone of Marion's torso's future of crying apart...... but -
"This battle... it's my win!
As the sword moves of the White Sword Ghost reach the realm of sorcery, the spear of the Black Holy Spear also transcends common sense.
Shirley was the one who got his chest pierced with a spear first. Normally, the sword should be faster to break Marion than the spear tip touches.
Spike of the Black Sacred Spear stacked with hundreds, trillions. Marion's behavior of poking demons with spears, sometimes big trees, sometimes big rocks, sometimes oceans, and many warriors in front of him, was sometimes elevated to the realm of magic.
No matter how late you are, it's a special thrust that takes time to pierce the enemy with a spear before the opponent moves, before the opponent defends it, before the opponent intercepts it.
Twisting time, the stunt of the Black Holy Spear piercing the enemy ahead of all the enemy's actions, The Shadow did destroy Shirley's heart.
(No matter how immortal (Immortal) you are, if you destroy your heart so far, you will be able to move.)
The greater the damage to your body, the more strength and magic you drain. If a large wind hole can be drilled, the semiimmortal (Immortal) with strong magic powers will also be incapable of action for a while.
You just have to destroy your head, which is a weakness in that gap. Marion was convinced of his victory as he felt a definite response across the spear piercing the meat and bones.
"No, the battle isn't on yet"
"Heh... heh...?
... Until Shirley's body, which should have been pierced by a black spear, became thinly transparent and disappeared intact.
(Stupid...... there must have been no sign of using magic)
I suspected the use of witchcraft that would allow for separation, but soon came to the conclusion that Marion was different.
Not that she is good at witchcraft, but Marion is as good at detecting magic movements as her opponent's signs. Shirley didn't use witchcraft, the experience of the war had told him.
But it's true that the feeling of piercing meat as well as signs and killings should have been real. This is exactly equal to a divine skill that goes beyond even the reason of this world.
(Are you saying that Already The White Sword Ghost is capable of producing such an elaborate statue by far without even using magic!?
As Marion's spikes turned time, Shirley's foot judgment swept through time and space.
foot judgment, which will be extremely important in melee combat positions. Shirley is also in the magical realm of her foot judgment by combining the remnants of her travels at high speeds, the shrinkage, the illusions of her eyes that she gives by her senses, and the extremely advanced dimensions that they combine.
It is an extraterrestrial move that creates a virtual statue with its own entity that makes another choice that exists in a parallel world. Marion pierced a false image of the White Sword Ghost in a parallel world created by Shirley.
It is a virtual statue but has an entity...... hence the attacks and killings carried out, as well as the feeling of the flesh when penetrated, are authentic. However, it is extremely exquisite but therefore fragile.
Marion can't say anything about people either, but who the hell can imagine at first sight, such as summoning the undisputed other White Sword Ghost without sorcery?
The secret sword without the sword of "The White Sword Ghost", "Kasumi Bushi", confused the recognition of "The Black Sacred Spear" and gave it a big gap.
(Was it wet………!
Here comes a sword all over me to discuss myself. I would if I were in the opposite position.
Marion tries to dodge and defend himself with muscle pulling momentum, but the blow he should have been sure of doesn't come until hours.
What the hell does that mean? The question mark comes to his mind and he explores the signs around him again.
Then the signs of the creature could be found immediately. All the creatures in this forest have escaped by the fierce fighting between Shirley and Marion, so it would be eighty-nine Shirley. Is it to hide, or to lurk in the shade of a tree or a tree?
It's a stunning hidden shape as if integrated with the forest, but still you can't escape the super sensation of The Black Sacred Spear. Shirley was there when the spear-wielding wind blew out the disturbing trees.
".................. Phew. healed."
………………
Place two straight swords side by side on the ground as if you had abandoned the battle, and watch as you eat in one picture while sitting at the front.
The pictures she has in her hand are those of Sophie and Tio, who are usually nostalgic for the rest of their lives instead of amulets. Even in this fierce battle, it's one of those pearls that sometimes sacrificed clothes and meat until it was intact and protected, but that's not the problem.
The fact that a flash of rush is watching such objects during a battle is in itself out of the ordinary track. Besides, if you look closely, on your lap, there is a native fruit eater.
"... Ham"
…………
Shirley looks up at Marion, putting the rest of the fruit in her mouth and re-treating the photo to nostalgia. Even in such a lengthy motion, Marion failed to act as an attack.
Confusion over actions that are completely uninvolved in the battle, and consequently suspension of thought. The gap created by it is by no means significant, but with that slight blank, it is too much to rebuild the battle posture.
"You...... can you stand that long in this situation anymore!?
"Honestly, I haven't seen my daughter for three days and I've been dizzy. It's this way you can do it if you don't do this much.... and"
Once again, the sparks of the gladiator scattered violently, and the storm of destruction caused by the slaughter spike swept away the trees, but Shirley's movements showed dramatic changes.
More than sleep and meals for her, worshipping their daughters when it comes to photography is the most important way to recover. It should be said that the cramps caused by withdrawal symptoms have also temporarily stopped, allowing them to show their original strength.
"We're finally back on track, so it's time to end this."
"GOOOOOOO!!
I was blunted by cramps, a speed that's clearly different from the last two days. Suddenly it is dramatically sharpened by the thick muscle to take it to the advantage at once.
Two swords lift up an arm with a spear, while the peaks of Igarima and Shrushagana overlap and integrate. A demonic weapon undergoing combined deformation into a purple blue sword is swung down to the upper level.
Big slashes through the earth and even the nearby mountains are doubled vertically. It should even be said that Marion, who overtakes him, is a boulder, but Shirley pursues to draw the curtain to the battle. Marion grows angry when she realizes the intention.
"Are you saying that you are only renouncing my settlement!?
"Stupid question...... eh. I'm not free enough to deal with you at all times!
The great sword of purple blue goes again to the double sword of pale and red. Twisted his hips and unleashed was a swirling slaughter storm.
"White Sword Ghost" is the secret sword, "Spiral Blade". The two great slaughters depicting the orbit of the spiral were like giant snakes, swallowing Marion's whole body armor as it chopped, slowly rising and pushing it far away.
"All of us............! We can't end this like this. Ooh.................................................................................................................................................
Marion disappeared to the other side of the sky, spitting an obsessive dialogue, even if swallowed by a great tornado that rose around the stars and eventually reached space.
"I'm sorry…… don't come again"
I almost fell on one knee to fatigue, but I managed to take my pocket watch out of the Toolbox of the Brave. The magic props that informed my daughters of the rescue signal were making noises with peas, peas.
"Were you still moving into action……!
Hopefully Kyle and the others will manage to protect Sophie, Tio, and Hilda as well, while Shirley pushes the dragon head that does the Zenmai winding of the pocket watch.
This instantly transfers the space to my daughters... it was supposed to be, but Shirley's body was bounced outside the Wangdu Street Wall and the space magic planted in the magic props was forcibly unlocked.
"Oh, Lord. I think we can handle that."
"Canary?"
As I looked up at the high city wall in confusion, the canary moved near Shirley. There are countless magic formations on hand, rewriting them at high speed.
Seeing her figure, Shirley gave a suspicious expression for a moment, wondering why she was here, but immediately she thought of the reason and looked at her face unexpectedly.
"I considered it a possibility, but what are you really getting out of it? The alias" The Golden Witch "will cry, won't it?
"You have no choice!? There was no such thing as witchcraft or alien powers per se, but I didn't expect you to use such an M.O....!
Anger or humiliation. Shirley leans her neck on a canary with those emotions and subtle expressions of shame and subtle joy mixed with them.
"So, what is this situation?
But I don't have time to pursue it right now. Shirley looks at the Wall of the King's Capital with two colored eyes. Its eyes, which reveal an invisible existence by the power of an alien power, reflected the translucent wall covering the entire king's capital and the magic formations depicted there.
"It is shifting the phase of space throughout the Wang Capital and preventing it from reaching physically. Besides, if the procedure is destroyed, it will be repaired automatically. It's hard to break even your lord because you have so many strains on it?
"........................................................................................................................."
"One more minute and they'll be fishing."
Shirley, who was about to swing his sword through, looks at a complex, strange and immense magic formation. Everyone everywhere sees it, it's incomprehensible, I want to say boulder because it's about disarming super advanced magic in a minute, but I was more concerned about it than that.
"Shifting the phase of space… isn't that your specialty magic? It's unexpected that you can even use it."
"Well, because my concubine used to teach me."
... And now I heard words from Canary's mouth that I shouldn't hear.
"... what do you mean? I thought it was odd at the time you got out easily in the first place, but what if you two knew each other?
"Well, yeah. In any case, once upon a time, the Thief was a demon from a concubine's child. I've told my concubine some things I can do, and I'm familiar with the concubine's M.O. So I know how to get out of my concubine."
Shirley accidentally held her head to the truth of the shock, which was indeed revealed lightly.
"Didn't you notice before now? Given your background, you can assume that I've been away from you for hundreds of years, right?
"Originally, I was a man of art in change, escape and cover-up. I realized it because I changed it to the opposite of my personality.... after being manipulated into recognition by that bad phantom of chest shit, I finally realized. I can't believe I'm mourning a concubine with memories that few people know now... how will I know next time I see her?"
The magic that blows with anger breaks the ground and raises several rocks. Joy, sorrow, intense personality canary, but it's unusual to dew your anger so far.
"... By the way, why is the Thief, your user demon, now hostile?
"Hmmm... I'll tell you briefly because if you talk about it it it will be long..."
Canary answers Shirley with a strange face when she hears something that bothers her her her.
"Nearly a thousand years ago, my concubine seduced a guy who had become half immortal (Immortal) because he was too much of a Lorikon, but he really didn't want to work under his concubine. One day, he suddenly broke his demon contract and ran away."
You're starting to get angry remembering, Canary grumbles and complains with a flashy look.
"... not knowing at all that a concubine betrays a concubine to the extent that she sends her to the moon for a little bit to raise resources, to let her sinking treasures in the deep sea be raised alive, to feed her live giant fish living in lava, to use it for parsley about a hundred times a day, or to bury her alive in the desert as an endless punishment, has avenged her grace when she was caught in a young girl kidnapping a thousand years ago. He said it was really pathetic to have a concubine betrayed by a demon more than when I was a kid... so wait a minute! Lower that sword slowly!
"If you wonder what the circumstances are, it's not simply that your people are undermanaged. Plus my daughter got involved. Be this one too!