Fake Holy Sword Story ～I Was Taken Along When I Sold My Childhood Friend～

"Hey, what is this...!? What's going on!?

Flor couldn't understand the phenomenon in front of him.

He was dead... or Alistair, who was dying. All I had to do was destroy my heart or my brain. It was supposed to be an easy job.

But Alistair in front of him was dispersed with unparalleled indignation from all over his body to earlier, and that was enough to reach heaven.

And above all the intimidation emanating from his body. Signs of death had stunned Flor.

"I'm scared...?

Flor's flexing body was trembling naturally.

I haven't even fought yet. Nor was he turned towards hostility or homicide.

Yet you are afraid of what just exists there, that you should have gained a mighty power to compensate for life.

That wasn't very, very acceptable to Flor.

"He... no, what is' that ', Virgin!!

With intense anger toward himself, Flor asks Magali, who would know best about Alistair.

The temper was intensely embedded in the out-of-the-box meaning of not allowing any falsehood.

And Magali who took it......

"Yep...? What is that..."

I was more confused than Flor.

No, it's true that I did cut the flour.

I was a little angry that Alistair got bogged down on his own, and like I said, I didn't even think he was going to die with this much.

But I don't know you're roaring and scattering your temper like you've lost your reason.

What is that?

"Why don't you even know, idiot!!

"Don't be impotent! You're dumber to think you know everything about Alistair!

In making such a statement, the storm caused Alistair to scatter his distractions causes the Holy Sword to roll right next to Magali.

"Hey! What is that!?

"No, you have to know best!?

A holy sword that immediately throws questions at Magali.

Even though he claimed to be connected in a spiritually deep place, he just didn't understand Alistair's current situation.

"(... but is that really what it is?

Magali hooked up in that Alistair doesn't have a holy sword.

He himself has little ability. I guess it's natural because I was a regular peasant.

I don't have any fine dust or special powers to fight.

Because it is only possible for the Holy Sword to use it to mediate the Holy Sword and finally use it.

Yet now he was overflowing with magic, even though he did not have that holy sword in his hand.

"Is that Alistair's own power?

"Yes, maybe. 'Cause I'm not doing anything right now.'

The Holy Sword was also baffled.

Because I never thought he had this power.

... No, I knew that the heterogeneous power of blackening lay asleep in him.

I mean, is this a blackening rampage?

Isn't it a runaway state of power where your life was cornered in a state of danger, where you tried to protect yourself but thus arose?

"Shit! Don't lick me, monster! In my way...... I will not allow you to try to disturb the peace of the world!!

Flor yelled so, sticking his fist forward.

That gave rise to fist pressure and a shockwave of goo.

Its power to determine the ground and roll up debris is tremendous, and even the blackened Alistair has undoubtedly done a great deal of damage earlier.

But it was too crude an attack on him now.

"Become!?

I just waved my arm.

Trivial behavior, just trying to jump a worm that follows me, depressingly.

But that's enough shock waves to kill a bunch of people at once, Bachi! And he struck it off with a sound.

The violence of the wind, which was gaining momentum, was brought back to nothing.

――――――

Sooo Alistair's...... no, the black lump of temper captured Flor.

"Heh... Ha...!?

Alistair shouldn't have done anything special.

There was no magic movement, so no magic was ever used.

But just being seen, Flor was so intimidated that he couldn't breathe.

Horrible. Scary. Many of those words come to mind and disappear.

I'm just being seen. Even I should have gained mighty power at the price of life expectancy.

"Huh!!

Suck Alistair raised both arms.

Even with just that act, Flor makes your vigilance the biggest thing by shivering your body in a vicious manner.

And......

[OOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Alistair raised her roar and pressed those hands to the ground.

Quiet back with Singh.

Nothing happens. But laughing at it, Flor couldn't.

I know Alistair's intimidation right now, but I couldn't imagine anything happening.

For this reason, I moved my eyes with a chirp and was always wary of what would happen......

"Guh!?

"Ha ha!?

Flor and Magali scream.

The reason for this is extremely simple.

"Shit, it's an earthquake!!

Gogo! and the earth rocks with a sound.

Ground shaking is something I've experienced quite a bit from someone with a lot of combat experience, such as Flor.

Earlier on, even when he kicked the ground to pieces, it rocked somewhat, as did when he slammed Alistair to the ground.

But that's just a flash of events.

That is why it cannot be compared to an earthquake called a natural disaster.

But what is happening now...... the ground shake caused by Alistair was increasing its shake rather than fitting in an instant, and that was precisely the earthquake itself that people could not do anything about.

Buildings that are ancient capitals but therefore worthwhile collapse into pieces.

"Ko, what the hell is this...!?

Furthermore, what stunned Flor was the temper that began to rise from the ground.

Black magic that overflows by painting gaps in the ground, as if it were also an active volcano below.

And gradually the ground itself is dyed black.

Even though the ancient capital Vittori was also of historical value and had a beautiful stretch of city, it was a different sight to turn into hell.

"Or are you pulling strength out of your body......!!

Standing on that black earth, Flor felt his powers fall out of his whole body.

It is only magic, only vitality.

I've never heard of magic that could do damage all the time just standing there.

Exactly, the poison itself.

"Damn......!

Naturally, I can't stand in a place like that for long.

In the first place, he is now in a state of sharpening his life expectancy and gaining strength.

Making your body weaker any longer is a bad thing to think about after finishing this one.

Zugan! and kicks the black ground and jumps up into space.

The only thing that can lift that giant up to sky-high is a boulder.

But in order to escape the current Alistair, I have to say that the action was a bad measure.

Goh! and it was a giant black arm that ripped off the ground and showed up.

Growing from the ground with a scattering of temper, it approached with a bouncing flor in the universe.

Flor, who does not have the art of moving through the air to a boulder, cannot avoid it….

"Lick it Awwwwwwwww!!

He intercepted the impending black arm with his own indomitable fist.

It has tremendous power, it succeeded in jumping up black arms.

The kind of shock that struck a giant rock hits the flor, but now we could get rid of the crisis......

That's what I thought. It was just after that that that his face freezes.

"Oh, no..."

Zugagagagaga! and tear the ground, black arms appear.

Besides, that's not one bottle. Ten, twenty and their number have increased, and the area has turned into a hell of a painting, with black arms stretching out of the black-dyed earth moving naggingly.

"Awwwwwwwwwwww!!

Still, I won't give up Flor.

Keep intercepting the impending black arm desperately...... and they finally grab that arm.

"Gu, ahh!?

I can tighten it up.

Its grip is also beyond the powered flor, and the arm begins to necrosis.

The thick arm is gripped so hard that it deforms so tightly that it's going to break my bones now.

I want to ramble and wiggle, but I can't put my strength into it well in the air.

Nicely enough, the black arm easily wields the heavy body of the flor with a boom......

"Damn......!?

I threw it all over the ground.

Flor being slapped to the ground by cutting through the gowdy air.

The earth breaks and the smoke dances.

Hit him hard in the back, and Flor gets stuck breathing and can't even speak.

And he also sustained serious damage to his gut.

Spit blood out of your mouth and soil your own face.

Blurry vision. But still, when I glance desperately at him trying to figure out what's going on...

"Ah..............."

A number of black arms growing from the ground were looking down at the flor.

They grip their fists hard and still won't let them swing down.

It's not just one bottle. Ten, twenty. So many fists were swung down.

"Ghahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!

The scream reached his men and Mara, who were fighting in the distance, too.

Flor, who had gained a great deal of power at a price, had been bummed.

literally. Many, many black fists are swung down from the sky.

Over and over again. Without getting tired of it, he smashed the whole body of the flor.