"Ahaha!"
"haha"
Orange and corpse sounds collided with laughter. These two people have the same Kanji for the name, with creepy signs and crazy signs, demon king's powers and reaper's powers, and quite a lot of things in common, but the opposite didn't fit in anyway.
They're both crazy thinking in a way, but they're completely different. For corpse sounds that the world really thinks are for itself, orange sounds make a clear distinction between important things and things that aren't.
I mean, orange sounds aren't looking at the huge thing called the world or anything. If you and your precious things are all right, you're a person who can really think of what else to do. Even if it's somewhat of a conversation, if you're someone else, you can ignore them, whether they kill you right in front of you, and you can kill them all if you try to take away your precious things.
That orange noise combines unparalleled cruelty, brutality and outrage in the part of hurting others. Depending on your mood, you don't want to crush your opponent's spirit until it's completely skinless. Plus, it's more and more crazy because it's about rationalizing it.
If you were originally living a normal student life in a country called Japan, you should still say Reaper, even though it is a natural place to work with mental brakes hanging somewhere, feeling no guilt, hesitation, or anything, and accumulating the lives of your opponents without shards of forgiveness.
Furthermore, it even has the side that self-sacrifice for self can be made, that it doesn't matter how scratched you are for that reason. Orange sounds can go to the wounds themselves, even though it is natural for an organism to stand around unwounded. This is also very, very distorted as a human being.
So let's say that, instinctively, orange sounds, which can act insanely, rationally and in accordance with common sense, opposite corpse sounds that act insanely from common sense, are in one way or another the most distorted way insane.
"Oh-ho. Oh-ho? What color is your contents?
"Come on? Maybe a colorful rainbow color."
"Ahaha! That's amazing, I'd love to see it! So die fast!
"Too bad if he dies, he won't be a rainbow."
The sword of the Sick God (Dorothy) clashes with the magic sword that created the corpse sound. Although my skills were no longer available, I still didn't seal this magic sword. Magic power is the physical ability value of a vegan in the first place, and if you can manipulate it, you can produce a Magic Sword.
As for performance, it cannot be called mutual. Whenever a meeting is held, the pitch-black sword cracks and is instantly repaired or broken into boulders after many meetings. Yet the Magic Sword has the performance of the earliest Demon Sword level due to its overwhelming Magic Density and the resulting hardness and cleavage.
Every time we meet, the sword breaks and every time it is repaired, it is crushed. It was only a matter of time before that blade of magic reached the orange noise, if it did not show a decisive gap, but if it were to be hunted down like this.
"Ha!!
"Don't bother me anymore... I'm messing with you around the corner!
"Gu...!
But that comes if there was only one orange noise. The orange noise was critical enough time to regain its posture, but Kanna earned it and stood around to prevent the blade from reaching the orange noise.
Being the first brave, she is strong enough to defeat the Demon King. Its status remains what it once was when it fought the Demon King, and the time it took to wave its sword since its resurrection was short. So now it is. Though there is dullness in movement, its strength is the warrior of the war itself, which should be called a boulder.
But even the sword of that first brave man does not reach the sound of a corpse. Meeting with a magic sword thanks to a sword that breaks magic won't break it, but still, talent in the battle of corpse sounds is more than genius, outside the standard that should be called genius.
Seeing the movements of the first brave men, they immediately incorporate them into their movements and sublimate them to the optimal form. Just show me the technology, and the corpse sounds will grow. I can see a little technical acumen added to the sword that was wielded as an instinct. Sharper, faster, and cleaves the shortest distance at the highest speed, its sword muscle gradually increases its clarity and hits the orange sounds.
At the earliest possible time, skills were sealed and there was no place for them.
"Then - Here's the thing"
The blade is replaced. Orange sounds were slashed up diagonally from the lower section, waving "Reaper (Pruitt)," the sickle of Reaper. The creepy colored blade crashes into the magic sword while giving the spine the feeling of a chill running...
slip through -!
Slipping through the magic sword, the tip of its sickle looms in the face of a corpse sound.
"Welcome back."
But the corpse sound, with such a careless voice, pierced its magic sword into the belly of the orange sound, and firmly tilted the blade of the great sickle by leaning its neck.
Instead of a piece of paper, he didn't even show upset that he had slipped through the magic sword, then he stuck out the magic sword all the time, and even let the orange sounds attack him on it. What a rate of reflection, gall strength, and body suppleness. If your body is not flexible enough, you cannot wield the magic sword with the sickle in place and do not fall apart. I found that the trunk was solid and if I felt a sense of balance, it was missing.
But from here on out, the corpse would have been a surprise too.
"Welcome back, welcome back?
The orange noise came straight ahead, even though it was stabbed. Orange sounds moved forward even though there was a lot of blood overflowing, not even through magic swords that were pierced by the body.
I was stunned by the behavior of such an orange noise that there was also a degree of self-sacrifice, a corpse noise that rounded my eyes. Then, in the gap, the orange noise further changes the blade. The "Reaper (Pruitt)" was followed by the blade of the inherent skill of orange noise - the blade of white, shining light.
- "First God (Arcadia)"
A regression machete, rewinding everything you slashed. Suppress the magic sword with your own body and swing it down to the sound of a corpse. Once cut, you can also rewind the status and memory of the corpse sounds for that matter, and if you do well, you can return to the corpse sounds before you meet yourself. In that case, there should be no reason to fight and a gap to escape, a blow with that in mind... But the corpse sounds went further than the orange sounds imagined.
"Ahaha, ahahaha!! It's funny, Oh-ho!
"Huh!?
Oh, my God, the corpse sounds like a self-sacrifice for the orange-sounding self... "I imitated it just the way it was". Against the white knife, she kicked the ground and stepped forward. Having come forward with each other, the orange and corpse sounds approach each other to the point of hugging each other, and finally adhere closely. The sharply pierced magic sword pierces deeper, nor can it be moved as close as it snuggles.
But the closer I snuggle, the more I can't hit you by waving a knife (...).
Slashing up a knife doesn't mean you can hit your body. Same thing. If you stick to your body, you can't slash it no matter how many swords you wave. There's only one way to stab each of us. Orange sounds would have done the same if they were regular knives, but a knife with raw hate and orange sounds is a knife of time regression... if you do it every time, you will also be the target of time regression. I couldn't do that.
The corpse noise nodded his face at the orange noise chest, laughing muffled. He looked up at the orange noise all the time, breathing like he was smelling a little. A mouth hung like the three moons created a mad grin, and distorted blue and black eyes stared at the orange noise.
"Ooh... there it is... ahahahaha."
Orange sounds, which can be described as a kind of horror, had no fear.
Iris Different colored eyes look down at the corpse sound like they're looking at something delightful, and its mouth ends hang like rips, creating a creepy grin. I stared at the corpse sounds with the creeps of the reaper, sparingly as if I hadn't felt the corpse sounds attached to me or the feel of a pierced magic sword.
Both gaze scattered a distorted spark, and the daughter of the Demon King and the Reaper boy leaked a kettle of laughter, as if it were a creepy footsteps heard from behind in the dark.
And the two people who were snuggling at the next moment move out at the same time. Orange sounds rotate on the spot, swinging away the intimate corpse sounds and changing the blade to 'Myolnir'. The spinning made me zuzzle, and the magic sword that was piercing me cleaved the belly of the orange noise and came out of my flank. The belly of the orange noise was half-cutted from the center, but it immediately blocks with 'beginner crossing'. Because you don't feel pain, the pain will not make your body stiff.
Range distance of the weapon that was freed from the Magic Sword and regained by the fact that only a little distance was available. The orange sound immediately knocked off its giant hammer-like blade.
But the corpse noise also quickly pulled back the magic sword freed by the orange noise's movement, waving its blade toward "Myrnil".
The two blades that collide scatter shock waves with the roar and run cracks on the ground. With a grin, the orange and corpse sounds looked at each other in that shock wave.
The orange noise produces a knife with temper and throws it to the corpse noise in the shock wave. The corpse sound knocked it off with the second magic sword that created it in the other hand.
"Here it is......!!
The battle between the two that were antagonizing. But the difference was that Colle was a 2-on-1 fight, not a 1-on-1 fight. The corpse noise, distracted by the orange noise's angry knife, was momentarily delayed in noticing the signs of Kanna approaching behind her.
Against the swinging 'Herdragonfly', the corpse sounds aggressively, trying to receive with the second magic sword it was producing. But it wasn't compatible. Kanna's sword is a sword that breaks magic... even though it is dense and there is a moment of resistance to cleavage, it fills that moment more than it has been subjected to agitation.
Kanna's sword slashes and rips the magic sword, approaching the two arms of the corpse sound that was on its extension. The other hand has received the orange noise 'Wushu (Myolnir)', which cannot be dealt with.
"That arm... I got it!
That said, the sword of Kanna, whose blade strikes directly at the two arms of the corpse sound precisely.
But, but...
"Become...!?
Kanna rounds her eyes. Orange noise also had a look like no way.
"Ahaha I told you to get out of the way, there's garbage"
And the only corpse sounds say that with a very intimidating smile.
Kanna's blade had reached the arm of the corpse sound. But I couldn't even slit the thin skin off that arm. I wasn't inhibited by anything. Something didn't prevent me. The blade just hit my arm and stopped without tearing it apart.
That was a sight that orange sounds had seen many times.
Because it was a phenomenon when the opponent's resistance was beating his attack. No sword, no fist, no magic could even scratch the orange sound skin in front of the orange sound tolerance value. The same phenomenon occurred in the body of the corpse sound.
"What is it...!
Same as orange noise. Her tolerance is high enough to withstand at least the attacks of the first brave men. I mean, it's nothing more than high enough to withstand that Demon King's attack power. equal to or greater than the tolerance value of orange noise.
Daughter of the Demon King, corpse sound.
The horror is neither overwhelming aggression nor combat sense enough to be called genius.
"Ahaha! No pain or itching?
The true horror... was in an invincible defense that would not allow any attack to pass -!