"Something's out again!?"

"How the hell am I supposed to get out of here!?"

There's no other way for everyone in the resistance to be foolish.

I would like to beg your pardon if Zelimgaia and Quassari just raided, but I didn't expect another twelve apostles to follow that.

Besides, this time it's incomparable ferocity with the two in the front seat.

"The Twelve Apostles of the Guardian Beast of the Empire" No. 2 Warthaiga.

He is the strongest contender for one or two in the Empire.

"There……, second place…………!?"

There are many resistance members in the name.

"Warthaiga, why are you even here?

I'll sue first.

I want to cure the place while preventing this from getting rough on the thread.

"I've been following those two"

The dead and unchecked tone of emotion remains the same.

The two unwanted daughters rolling on the ground are the ones facing that cold gaze.

"It wasn't until a while before I realized that Zelimgaia and Quassari had gone after you. Mr. Greyluga was the one who was reporting that you were working on a delicate case, so he sent me to coordinate."

"Do something unnecessary!!"

No, I would greatly appreciate your support!

"I could follow the smell of prey if I got a 'tiger' beast piece. Wolforte would be able to do the same, but she might not be able to make a normal decision when you're involved."

Absolutely right.

Warthaiga is truly the only one who has a keen sense of tracking ability and has the status and judgment to suppress the first Zerimgaeans.

"I didn't seem to make it to the pivotal time...... I don't want to witness anything more amazing..."

Warthaiga's tiger eyes capture his prey sharply.

To the young and fierce Cyril.

"What...! Cyril, Cyril is strong! Because you are going to knock you down in one shot!!"

Even if one of the resistance members barks, it was only a vanity.

They know too.

The killing and tearing of this tiger by humans.

That it's not even comparable with the previous two.

"This is the second place of the Twelve Apostles……!?"

"Because I was able to defeat seventh or eighth place...!? Isn't that something else altogether...!? This, sweat also withers...!?"

Warthaiga's killing temper was such that people would die just because they were showered.

In the past two years, it seems to have gained even more hegemony.

Greiluga has grown to widen his vessels as the Crown Prince, but Wartiga is just sharpened to increase sharpness.

"He's my apprentice. We got our training together in one place......!

Me explaining everything in a way.

"I'm here today to see him. I was wondering if we could proceed from that connection to the surrender and dismantling of the resistance."

"That sounds like Girat. It's a deep, flexible combination."

He seems to be complimented, but I can't relieve the tension at all!?

Warthaiga is still in a terrible mood to kill!?

"But it doesn't make sense to that boy. The resentment he holds will not disappear until he has fulfilled his vengeance. I mean, it's an inevitable enemy."

My gaze doesn't take off Cyril for a moment.

"All the more so, Girat, a force that can host the same power of the Holy Beast as you and devastate the Empire even on single horseback. Nostalgia is not allowed, danger is the greatest. So it would be best to kill him here?

"Please stop!

Don't say that out of your mouth!

Where that kid sounds......!?

Cyril is......, what is Cyril doing!?

"Hey Cyril!? What's wrong!? Awesome sweat, hey...!?"

I felt supported by my fellow Resistance and managed to stand.

Obviously things are not right.

He is spraying sweat from all over his face, peeling his eyes off so little more, staring at Wartiga.

"Oh no..., no way, but...!?"

"Boy, I can detect your resentment. It's war that bleeds and wields resentment to see how beautiful words line up. I can't be unrelated from retaliation."

Warthaiga talking to Cyril.

However...................

"But it is the role of our Twelve Apostles to protect the Empire from it, no matter what hostility you may be exposed to. How can I show my loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor without crushing you?"

"annoying!!"

Cyril barked.

The girl who was leaning on me is blown away screaming 'yah!?'.

"He's in Holy Beast mode while so surrounded by people............ Huh!?"

Spraying Holy Beast, the people around you are not safe!?

I am totally losing my cool...!?

'Wrong look! Some mistake!! That can't be right! You...! You...!

"Are you coming? He does not strike his enemies in front of them, but hangs his hand. Is your vengeance to that extent?

'Don't say anything unsolicited! You ahhhhhh!?'

Cyril flies at the speed of a beast.

That speed is undoubtedly higher than any of the Twelve Apostles.

It was the effect of a cohesive Holy Beast Qi.

In that velocity attack, it's not strange to blow up the opponent's body at the moment of a direct hit.

Even if you were mindful of the powerful Beast Demon by Beastpiece.

I'm in normal condition now too, so I won't be able to stop Holy Beast from trying to keep my temper together now.

Wartiga must only be destined to burst apart…….

"……… Nah!?"

"Stopped...... ugh!?"

Something even more unlikely happened.

Holy Beast, give me your thoughtful Cyril nails... Warthaiga is taking good care of them!?

While the pure white armor covering his body is smashed and scattered, his body itself is perfectly safe!?

"Why...!? The Beast Demon Qi is the complete inferior of the Holy Beast Qi...!?"

No matter how much the quantity or momentum exceeds, it is impossible for the beast to hold back his temper.

So how did he outperform his absolute destiny?

'Oh no... my holy beast chi was incomplete? than your brother's ……!?'

"This power, it's incredible. Makes me noisy from the first time I saw it......"

Warthaiga, there is no scratch from taking a blow all over Cyril.

It's like a parent cat who got the twitch of a kitten.

"I've always remembered the feeling of scratching the depths of my memory. Since your Girat confronted Lady Greyluga. Ever since the fusion of Beast Demon and Ji Sheng Qi..."

The temper that springs from Wartiga's body.

That's by a 'tiger' beast piece embedded in him. A thick beast demon chi was supposed to cover him......

That's not all.

"I was supposed to do the same thing once. I can't remember. I do remember. I was once..., stronger than I am now"

Warthaiga's Mutual Beast Demon The quality of his mind began to change...!?

I'm not just a rough beast demon.

sharper and neater, and become accommodated.

And finally it all comes together to holiness......

"Is that...!?"

"Holy Beast Mode!?"

Even Warthaiga mutated into Holy Beast mode.

The ultimate power that suppresses the calamity of the Beast Demon Qi and combines the rational power of the Zhisheng Qi.

I thought I was the only one in the world who could use it.

I broke that speculation and thought Cyril had won Holy Beast Mode, a third person appeared!

Holy Beast exasperating war-tiga.

The blue and white holy spirit shaped the silhouette of an ambitious beast.

The shape of the beast is tiger.