Hitsugi no Maou

"My prey...... my trophy......! The sacred remains of courage after death! Proof of honor!!

Gidlett, who calls out the name of what he wants, waves down the hammer each time and puts a crack in the white bones of the ancient (if any).

Poke and retract with the head of the hammer to be returned, such as the occasional small skeleton. Melting skeletons overlapped in the orbit of the fist (bush) of the head, which was dozens of times more than his own, and were crushed for mutual discussion.

Blowing ground. Trembling trees. But Gidorit rolls through the earth at the perfect time, passing through the shaking of the scaffolding. Leaping (yawning) as it was, and waving down the hammer, he slapped the back of an old axe (of) that was stabbing him in the thumb of a giant skeleton.

Axe that breaks into the bone like a wedge (wedge). At the next moment, the phalanges like Marutai can be crushed from the roots.

The very weight of the phalanx headed to the ground pulled the pseudomuscular muscle that was (was) the surface of the bone, causing the giant skeleton to raise its voice of pain. "More! Let them scream more!" Raymond turns to Gidlett, who shoots up an arrow.

"Hey, it's Mr. Gidlett. I'm glad you enjoyed it, but if you don't fight with a little more strength, you won't get out of it."

"Extra help! The battle season is not the same as yours!!

"The instantaneous firepower caused by the brain's abnormal excitement doesn't last long. You're a heroic hunter, but don't take it personally. What we have in front of us is the monster who slaughtered hundreds of Gentiles."

The two roll over the ground, lay low and overdo the white bone tense that brings the storm together. "That's why we have a chance," Raymond said, staring into the orbit of the giant skeleton, bending his mouth.

"There are six teeth, a few surfaces of the carpal bones, and one phalanx? The destruction of the hunter Gidlett is a big deal, but I doubt he was given the same wound a hundred years ago."

"What a mess you're talking about! If you don't fight, go back to everyone!

"That's why you're telling me to be chronic. You can't flatten this guy out on your own. Let's go to Clevers for that kind of calculation. Be cunning and clever. That's the virtue of man."

Raymond picked up the carpal bone of the crushed scattered cannibal skeleton and loaded it on a crossbow instead of an arrow. I cheer on the giant skeleton as I finger the remains of the pseudomuscular.

"If we can't win alone, we can all. The power of unity defeats evil. Isn't it the human way to surround and kill enemies in large numbers? Let this guy know what he's dealing with. That's the Hero Eater."

Blaze hits a cannibal skeleton with a round shield (freshly circled) removed from the back of his traveling suit, raised a growl (howl) and broke through the barricade. A disc of brass (Shinchu) emitting a golden glow crushed the head of the dry skeleton from left to right.

The dreaded power threads the neck of the skeleton and pulls it apart with dizziness. Charcoal captures and intercepts the skeleton of a newcomer approaching the blaze.

When the wrapped cloth of the product, which was held in the supple arm, was peeled off, the light very similar to the brass shield flickered. The Great Sword. It is also a golden sword made by cutting out the same metal, from the blade to the pattern (eh). The blade is thick and has odd decorations like countless cubes melting together on the back.

A charcoal with a great sword struck the enemy directly from the front by making his whole body look like a single string. Moments, lightning-like sparks scatter and the ribs of the skeleton are broken vertically (freshly).

Golden cubes and firestone-like properties. It is a characteristic found in metals called yellow iron ore. Yellow iron ore, which presents an unlimited number of near-perfect hexahexahedron or octahedron crystals at the time it is produced, scatters a large number of sparks and brings light together when it collides with hard ones.

Few people use yellow iron ore, which is considered a rare type, as a sword in action. Charcoal struck again and broke both sides of the skeleton's head, destroying the ribs and kneeling.

Brass and yellow iron ore. Sometimes a couple, each with metal in their hands, called 'The Poor's Gold' and 'The Fool's Gold', defend their tenacious backs and head to the newcomer. Sabitoga stuck a spear in the larynx of the cannibal skeleton as Straw slashed them off, harboring them at the edge of his sight.

Sabitoga learned that hard pseudomuscular is softer enough to approach bone joints. When I snap my neck in a temper, the ledge and the girl's voice go up behind me. They broke into the skeleton through the window of the tower and knocked down the furniture. An underlying skeleton of wooden tans pushes the floor, but soon, trying to get up.

Ledge stretched his round back and set up his sword. The right way to grip and stand. As soon as the skeleton rose, which pushed the body's pressing tance, Ledge swung his courage and jumped into time.

Buckwheat. Two objects danced through the universe, along with a dry sound. One is the broken clavicle of the skeleton (Sakotsu). The other is Ledge's sword blade.

Near the ledge, the skeleton rises, peeling its eyes at the broken weapon from half a mile away. The head of the long skeleton was well over the head of the ledge. My carpal bones swing down at the ledge trying to scream something.

It was at the same time that the girl thrust the ledge and Sabitoga thrashed the spear into the skeleton. Straw strikes a blow from behind his back on the skeleton that is swung across his sternum and arms. Kakashi's sword, which stood against his skull, made the sound of tearing his brain's marrow apart.

The skeleton falls, and slowly, the dead bug tatami (just) his feet. Finally, he takes a prayer stance. To a legge that repeatedly breathes like a pull, the girl said, "My muscles (zippers) weren't bad. It was properly slashed," he said with words like labor (onions) the broken sword.

"No flesh and skin. Probably a low defense enemy in itself, but the combination of Kasen bone and pseudomuscular is bad for the blade. You're a natural enemy of a thin, sharp sword."

"Hey, how many eyes is this? The first time I defeated them with rocks and dirt sand, I wondered if there were twenty of them. The number of big skeletons spitting out must have knocked them out, so why is the raid still going on?"

Straw says as he pulls a twisted sturdy sword out of his skeleton. Excellent Gentiles are destroying the skeletons one after the other around them, but certainly the newcomers keep breaking in from the barricade's vanished defensive line.

Aside from what the giant skeleton spit out, we can only assume that there is a mix of individuals drawn to a separate (bell-ringing) carcass. I am concerned about the situation of the seven people who are protecting their backs, for example.

But as if I had read the thought, suddenly from scratch, "Don't leave your place," said Oren on the horse's leg.

He stomps on the stubborn shoes (creases) of the cerebral cord, tearing the stranded horse and chain (creases) to the skeleton and beating them rarely (rarely) when pulled down. As Sabitoga glanced, she continued with her gaze down to hide her hatred.

"Even the seven of us on the back are excellent Gentiles. It's not gonna be easy, and I'm gonna skip the preaching if it sucks. Anyway, don't do anything unsolicited without Mr. Raymond's permission."

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"If you hadn't taken my horse, I could have run around the battlefield and kept the information secret. I heard about Kurnov. With him and his flavor, I'm sure you could have done a lot of things. Instead I'm here now with a kid in the birth canal who can't even use his sword properly -"

"Are you an excellent Gentile, you blind bastard who sells fights"

Straw whispered away, shaking off the brain meat attached to Kakashi's sword. To Oren, who raises her gaze sharply, the button's eyes return a darker darkness and spit out "I'm going to sew my mouth on you, you idiot".

Avoiding the crisis of fellowship was the sound of the wheels echoing from beyond the destroyed barricade.

Everyone flies their gaze into the meadows. A horny mass of bone (hedging) was looming from a different side to where the giant skeleton was located.

Pull tanks without riders, cow bones. A monster, adhering (yuchaku) to some of the decaying (ku) wheels and tanks, and half-assimilated, advances in settlement.

It was a thriving one. Straw, who told him to throw it away, enters an interception posture, along with the rest of his moving mates.