The figure of a world tree emitting a pale rainbow light, reflected on the lake surface at night. Elf class B passes by on the hover and scratches.
(Shots fired)
Watch the elf class B move with the tip of the wand "Rifle" fixed this way. Me.
Water bullets fly from around the tortoise on the verge of the attack magic being unleashed from multiple wands Rifle.
Not one shot, etc. The word barrage is not enough.
"fierce anti-aircraft fire"
This expression would be closer.
Armor of knights that snap locally, as they ate the stone crushed rain. For a lot of ammo, they don't have lethal power.
However, it does not seem possible to continue the attack or approach, crossing arms and leaving the range while protecting the face.
The successor knights also divided left and right to keep their distance.
(He said he would defend himself thoroughly, so I thought he was going to make it on the water wall.)
Surprisingly, I see turtles under the water except for the part of the old lady Old Lady riding.
No way. A barrage of attack magic is a considerable gap from the usual warm atmosphere when it comes to walls. Apparently my heart wave arrived, Zaratan replied.
"Sonoyona Monoja, Possession Sitainai"
Because of the methyl, he didn't need to remember. According to the following explanation, General Dangolow would have it.
When I hear that, it comes to my mind right after the dangouts came to the garden.
(When I asked about special abilities, they got round.)
My thoughts were to the extent of 'Well, it's a dandruff,' but Imoske was oddly impressed. I'm sure he was activating magic or something then.
(When I leave, will you show it again? with explanation)
To do so, too, we must first stop the Spirit Cannon. Return consciousness to the Elves B level in front of you and the tortoise that keeps it close.
By the way, the elves still don't seem to realize that the sleeping base of the old lady, the Old Lady, is with the Great Spirit Beast Zalatan, guardian of the Spirit Lake.
Though the world tree is glowing, the time is night. It's probably because there's an upper distance that's only a little out on the water, and it's dark around.
(range is mutual)
Zaratan stopped shooting, and the Elf Knight also has a wand, Rifle, but does not release it. He seems to want to get a little closer.
Meanwhile, I can only wait for the magic formation of the Arrow of Light (Magic Missile) to start.
(Coming)
Grade B, which appears to be a captain rider with a crystal horn on his forehead, gives a hand sign. He broke up instantly with his hands and came in with a hover from left to right.
A quick, unified movement gives a high degree of smell.
But Zalatan fanned anti-aircraft fire without even changing direction. I turned to each of the splits.
(It's clever)
The storm of water bullets follows the Class B guys on the hover trying to get around to speed. If divided into three hands, the tortoise increases the barrage fan to three.
They come like lightning arrows (thunderarrows) in a hurry, but there's no ammo nearby. The elves, on the other hand, are bombarded every time they step into range, albeit slightly.
(Sounds like you can handle it)
More knights arrive, but the waves of mind that arrive from Zaratan remain calm. I guess we can still afford it.
He relied on the robustness of a well-guarded tortoise, while narrowing his eyes to the eyelids of the wand Rifle, which began to emit light in white.
The mysterious knights who emerged off the lake of the Spirit and the knights of the elves who intercept them. From the shore of the lake, a one-horse class C was watching the battle.
A knight deployed in a water intake tower, the rider is a woman with long hair. He is an elf on the lookout who noticed the old lady Old Lady.
I stayed here because I couldn't travel by hover in class C.
(What is that knight? They're releasing countless water bullets at the perimeter.)
The enemy rides alone against the Elf Class B that crosses the Ten. However, the barrage does not allow Elf B to enter the range.
I've never heard of such an existence before, and I still can't believe it when I see it with my eyes.
By the way, I broke it off as a single ride because the tortoise sinks most of my body into the water. Only a knight who lay asleep on a rock or something could see it.
I can't believe we have enemies coming from Spirit Lake. If Zaratan were here, I wouldn't let that happen.
The Great Spirit Beast Zalatan, guardian of the Spirit Lake and watching over the Elves, was a guardian only by being present. Because the lake was territorial and did not tolerate harmful intruders.
Disappearing was a sincere regret.
The perspective then moves from an elf-class female pilot by the lake to an elf-blass male pilot fighting over the lake water.
"No, Captain! Whether divided into three or four hands, it does not distract the enemy's attack magic '
A barrage of water strikes all rides, even as they attempt to flesh from all around the perimeter. This one is not close to the attack position, but in the meantime, the enemy knight's wand Rifle swells up a giant sphere of white light.
Soon, as earlier, an incredibly powerful arrow of light (magic missile) will strike the world tree.
The Grade B captain with the eyebrow roots shows a trick pointing down at a single horse's men.
(You're approaching from under the water. Got it)
The young man, who immediately understood, stopped the hover and went into the water. Then switch the hover from wind to water and proceed like a fish.
(In the water, it may be difficult for the water bullet to work)
I can't say for sure, but the fact is I'm not under attack at this point.
A little further, a young man who noticed something. Surprisingly narrow your eyes and gaze into the lake at night.
(That knight, what are you on? There's no island like that.)
It is not foreseeable because there is not enough light. But still, I only found that something thick and huge existed under the water.
Something hits the ear of a young man who keeps staring forward, a shrug, like something going fast underwater.
What is it?
Something cold runs through my spine. High sensitivity to the magic of the Elves made them feel dangerous.
That's something unrivalled heavy, such as a water bullet flying across the water.
(First things first!
Leave it to your instincts, the young man opens the hover completely. He jumped out onto the lake and escaped through the water.
Naturally, to Class B, full anti-aircraft fire is knocked in from close range.
"Ouch eh!
The external voice of a screaming young man and the armor of a knight who goes to create and destroy countless snares while he sees them.
There is no way that a Knights pilot would accidentally jump into a barrage. The captain, who knows that, asked aloud from outside the bounds of the water bullet.
"What happened?
But before answering, the class B of the uncontrolled youth sinks into the water again.
Highly magical manipulation, but hence painful synchronization with the knight. To some extent, it can be mitigated by armor, but there is a limit.
I guess I couldn't keep the knight on the lake because of the severe pain.
"Be!"
This is the captain's external voice. Because after a beat, the water column rose high in the submerged position.
Though immediately pulled, what was left behind were various fragments, large and small, that would be equivalent to one horse's worth.
Reflecting the light of the arrows of light (magic missiles) emitted by the World Tree and the enemy knight's wand Rifle, it sinks to the bottom of the lake.
(Did you get attacked underwater)
The captain anticipates as he turns his eyes to the water. Besides, it seems to be far more powerful than water bullets flying through the air, etc.
(The water is not close, not even in the water. So what do I do?)
Captain who bites his lips and distorts his face. The overwhelming white light illuminates the knight.
If you turn your consciousness to you instantly, a giant pillar of light extends to the world tree.
Just before, the light scattered as it hit the wall. But a large crack running on the invisible wall was taken from a flash of brilliance.
(Ugh)
Rest assured that the walls didn't smash. The energy became wind and pushed the knight from his back, and several horsemen stirred up and fell.
Even if it is targeted where it has been submerged, it is painfully deflected by resurfacing.
The captain rode back on the brink, but had been hit because he had gone too far in front.
(Please come quickly! Commander)
After hastily retreating, he shouts to his heart as he circles around his enemies in a hover.
Skinny old man like a dead tree and a prickly green and black A-class knight. With that figure floating in the back of your brain.
I was in the cockpit of Old Lady, an old lady snagged at the turtle's armor.
(slightly broken)
Running all over my body is a severe pain like hitting my foot in the corner of a cupboard. Two C-rank shootings must have hurt the knight's body.
(The third shot is dangerous as it is. Let's treat it once)
When you activate the D-rank Injury Therapy Magic, you will see that it is consumed without accumulating inside the old lady Old Lady.
I used up most of it and felt it pounding against the wall. At the same time, I take away the pain I was feeling in my body.
The curable part is cured.
I'm honestly scared that even though it's a golem, injury healing magic works. But like now, I was grateful that it could be repaired even in combat.
Normally, it is necessary to repair the magic formations "Docks" of workshops and hangars.
Here my eyes turn to the world tree itself.
(Five more shots, no. Six shots would pull it out. But it's not the end of breaking a magical defense)
Our goal is to stop shooting spiritual cannons. To do this, you need to do a lot of damage to the world tree.
And the rest of the C-rank magic is eight times. From my sensibility in buying preserved food for day trips, it's a disgusting number.
(but the date will change soon)
The number of times the root magic "Acacic Magic" lent from the mysterious stone statue has been reset across the day. Immediately return to ten.
This should be enough.
(Zaratan seems to be able to afford it, too)
An old lady, Old Lady, is on the methyl, a turtle that sinks most of her body under the water. From there I don't feel a wave of 'tired' or 'spicy' or 'magic is about to run out of bottom'.
(I'm sure it will work. Then let's go home right away and get back to our usual lives)
Alone with the knight's hand. Me rebuilding the wand Rifle. So far away, I caught sight of a knight with a different atmosphere than before.
(Fast. A class A knight of the Elves?
If you turn your attention to the world tree, the figure of a knight approaching you at a high speed up to the unusual on the lake.
The silhouette that grows larger to see was oddly pricked with dark colors.
The time is late at night. The dates have also changed, and the whorehouse is starting to close one store after another in Wangdu's pleasure district.
This junior whorehouse on the back street had also just dropped the light on the surface and locked it on the front door.
"Store manager. I'd like to give it a try, okay?
A woman's voice flies from the chicks to the back of a slightly bent old concierge.
When an old man looks back with the key in one hand, the voice lord is the wife of a hiatus hair. I can follow the three redhead braids with the OL that I see on both sides of it in my mobile shop.
"An example toy?
Three people snorting. The old concierge told me about this day's break. I was wondering if someone could come out on behalf of me to the next joint event at the junior whorehouse.
The event will apparently feature massive attractions using toys devised by someone called 'Wind Clouds in the Industry'.
"We need to see what it looks like before we leave."
To the words of the hiccups hair wife, both sides of the snort. The old concierge pulled into the back of the counter and brought the crate with him.
Place the short wand Wand and about a thumb stick on the table in the lobby and explain how to use it.
"I'll think of something funny. I'm just saying," Wind Clouds. "
I admire her even as she shudders a little, the wife of her hiatus hair. Next to it, the mobile shop OL squeezes the vibrating thumb stick and opens his mouth with a blush.
"This, isn't it bad? It would be tough if they shot me with a short wand, Wand."
The youngest three redheads knitted a short wand, Wand, with an intriguing look, flying arrows of light against the wall.
"Hey Store Manager. Why don't you use the lobby for a shootout between the four of us? Let's decide who's going to compete."
An old concierge who makes an invincible grin on the edge of his mouth on the suggestion of his wrapped hair wife as a summariser.
"I know you don't, but I'm a man called the White Lion of Pleasure Street."
"The White Lion of the Kingdom" The former Knights leader of the Knights of the Kingdom took out the Knights and broke into the Landburn Games after being dismissed from his position. So after damaging the enemy allies, he's losing his life.
But the ugliness is laying low, so it seems that it is still popular among ordinary people.
"The 'back street' of the amusement park is missing. And that's what I do every time I drink."
To the old concierge with her crooked hips stretched and her chest stretched, hiccups hair The wife carries on the words with a flattered face. Both neighboring women have the same expression.
"You know, it would be just gray-haired" Shiragi ". Nobody thinks it's funny, so you should stop."
Lower your pants for each underwear and expose your groin, 'White lion ascend!' and proclaim it exaltedly. Apparently, he sees his pubic hair in the tendency of a male lion.
It is number eighteen after the drunkenness has turned.
An old concierge who scratches his cheeks with his fingers and distracts himself from the story with one evil look on his face.
"... well that's it. Because of this, let's do it."
Each receives a short wand, Wand, and a thumb stick, and after finishing the planting, scatters them around the four corners of the lobby. Here, OL from the mobile store asked curiously.
"What's a man doing with this stick?
The old concierge is the hand of those who do not have a short wand, Wand, and lightly slaps the chest pocket of the shirt.
"I can't fit in, I'm letting you sneak in here. I haven't heard what happens at the event."
This answer is not a lie. Although the instructions say recommended rules, I just haven't read them because of my presbyopia.
How to use the short wand Wand and thumb stick entry. I have only heard it by ear from men.
"It's the customer, so maybe it's like that."
Three redhead braids say as she gestures. Ol from the mobile store doesn't seem convinced. I didn't say any more.
"Let's get started, then. Three, two, one, that!
With the hanging voice of the hiatus hair wife, the simulation battle begins. Shortly afterwards, an arrow of light flies from the four corners.
"Oh?"
"Ugh! I knew it was tough, this."
Old man holding down chest pocket with first shot and OL sitting up with inner crotch. Hitomi's wife is distracted by you and falls in front of three redheads with a second shot.
In the lobby of a whorehouse with about three people on the chicks, it was apparently too narrow.
"... can I have a moment"
An old concierge who repeatedly coughs up and asks for another battle. It was too soon, so the three women agreed.
And now, the attack focuses on three redhead braids.
"Hey, no! This is too deep."
"You're the one who let me in!
Four people who will go all the way to the Third World War, in a raucous and noisy way. It was not decided who to put on this day, but it was carried over at a later date.