Falling Mage and the Power of Divergence

The Seyyas proceeding through the Kirrell Mountains were in one line, but even though their progress was not very good, it felt bad. If you've considered that this is the same nest of powerful warcraft as that Dallis Grand Canyon, you can say that you've come here quite a few hours from your arrival. But given that the members who are coming with Seyya are accompanied by Arthur the Holy Knight, dubbed the most powerful magician of Leiria, and even Gillanell, who has the name of Lucifer the Great Demon who unites the Great Empire of Dacrea, progress has been poor.

Using the magic of light and darkness, even adding that in Leiria the Seyya, who gained the status of Premium Mage, or D'Arta, who is dedicated to defense from the Warcraft in order not to let that Seyya fight, is too much power for both Arthur and Gillanell. But even with those two, they struggle, so this Kirrell Mountains is still a mighty nest of warcraft, alongside that Great Darris Canyon.

"Shit, it's still coming out"

"I don't have a choice. It's natural for this to happen in a secluded place where people don't usually come."

Two people who sword down one warcraft after another and magically shoot through them, but on their foreheads they see a small amount but like sweat. They both seem to be wearing out a lot because of the streak of wars they've been fighting in since earlier.

"Se, seiyah"

"I know."

Dalta looks back at Seiya with an anxious look as she stands behind them to protect Seiya. I could see from that expression whether it was okay not to add up, but Seiya responds to calm herself down.

Seyya hasn't attacked once since she stepped down into this Kirel Mountains. On the contrary, he hasn't even dodged the Warcraft attack. That's because Arthur and Gillanell, who fight the Warcraft in front of the Saiyas, end it without hitting and leaking a single warcraft, and Dalta prevents all the stray bullets that come from time to time.

Seiya's role here is to prepare for the upcoming showdown and try not to wear it out.

"It's okay, those two must be the best magicians we've ever known"

"Oh, you're right."

D'Arta tries to reassure herself in Seyya's words. But it still seems uneasy somewhere.

But I can't help but be anxious about Dalta. No matter how many holy knights and great demon kings have their names, the intrigue is human. Fatigue accumulates in the face of a battle that lasts forever, and concentration is cut off. But Arthur and Gillanell don't miss a single one.

Nothing. The Warcraft are not powerful. Sure, if you look at the power of the Warcraft alone, it has enough power to allow a few senior magicians of Leiria to defeat it, but what the Warcraft are dealing with are the magicians known as the most powerful in the countries of Leiria and Dacrya. In front of the two of them, those warcraft can only be to the extent of a fly in the way.

I wouldn't use that kind of effort to shoot off a fly that flies.

But the problem was that number. The number of warcraft that appear at the same time as arrival exceeds a thousand, and now we do not know how many warcraft have been annihilated. You may be able to grasp some number if you count the remains of the warcraft rolling behind the Sayers one at a time, but you can also lose your temper to count them in front of that hellish sight.

There was red blood spreading around the bodies rolling on the ground, and until just now the ground, which was gray inorganic, was dyed red on one side of the perimeter, giving birth to a mountain of corpses about the same size as a gothic rock.

But that is only one end of the warcraft that they both destroyed. If we go further down, we'll be able to see more piles of corpses. In short, that number was only abnormal. But one warcraft after another appears despite the annihilation of that unusual number. No one could imagine how many warcraft live in this Killer Mountains after all.

"Nevertheless..."

"What's going on?

"No, these warcraft wonder why they don't run away."

"Run away?"

D'Arta necks Seyya's words. Around shooting down the flowing Warcraft attacks in the meantime, this Dalta is also quite powerful from a normal point of view.

"How can those guys attack me without hesitation, even though they've killed so many of their kind?

"Isn't that because those guys are warcraft?

"No matter how many warcraft, it's something that sprouts a sense of escape if it kills so much"

"Really?

Yes. Seiya nodded to confirm it in her heart. Quite a few warcraft also inhabited the Dalis Grand Canyon, which Seyya experienced, but the little warcraft that was around him as soon as he defeated the big man in unison dispersed. That would be because even more powerful men who defeated the mighty were no match, and therefore the sense of escape worked.

But what about here? It seems like they have defeated quite a few strong men since earlier, but the Warcraft continue to grow more and more rather than disperse. That also seemed like a pathetic soldier who was not allowed to flee.

Perhaps even two people who fight in the front are there to be sumptuous ahead. Such suspicion sprouts in Seyya's mind.

On the other hand, Arthur and Gillanell, who can't afford to worry about that, will quickly and accurately finish off one warcraft after another. Its skill in finishing optimally without wasting a blow is enough to deserve the strongest name, but even so, we both see the colour of fatigue.

"Hey, Gilanel."

"What is it, Arthur?

"How long the hell are these guys gonna spring up?

"I don't know, until it's all gone?

"It's a joke about boulders."

Two people who say that while fighting. But the two of them knew why the Warcraft would make a special attack without confusion. And how can we break the status quo?

They just didn't want to use that method if they could. But they also know that they are poor as they are. The two nod at each other when they can gaze at each other.

"Shit, looks like we're gonna have to do this"

"Oh. I didn't want to wake him if I could."

"I have no choice. I'm gonna drain Saiya-sama before she gets to him."

"It's an even tougher trial for the Emperor."

But getting over it is our emperor.

"Well, so is that."

That's what they said and smiled at. The two arouse a struggle from all over their bodies and intimidate all of them against the Warcraft. Fighting warcraft only show frightened for a moment, but they immediately try to strike. But it was that moment for them that was the parting way of destiny.

As Arthur pours his magic into the Holy Sword Excalibur in his right hand, the Holy Sword emits a dazzling light. And at the same time the three magic formations unfolding behind Arthur. Arthur holds the Holy Sword Excalibur back in his hands and lifts it up slowly as it is.

When Gillanell points his right index finger at the Warcraft, a large large purple magic formation unfolds on its ground. Its magic formations are filled with words like never seen before, and the Warcraft try to leave as soon as they see the magic formations. But whether that escapes or not, you can't escape from within the magic formation.

And the two of them scream.

"" Get up now!

At the next moment, when Arthur waves down the Holy Sword, a tremendous amount of light magic is released from the three magic formations behind him towards the Warcraft, and at the same time a tremendous amount of purple magic is launched into the sky from the immense magic formations deployed by Gillanell on the ground.

In those two attacks, the Warcraft disappear without leaving any bones, rather than flesh, and at the same time, the two attacks collide and a roar echoes in the Kirel Mountains.

"Knock..."

In a hurry, D'Arta develops a line to prevent a roar, but still best to mitigate the roar. Seiya looks at the two magic powers that bump into each other like that. Once again, she understands what kind of magician the two are.

And the roar awakened it.