That's how, at the end of a dancehall that doesn't seem to get in the way, I quietly look out for everyone fighting.
The battle floor with the boss was a bit as deep as a large gymnasium, surrounded by slightly flashy but elegant ornaments. Huge chandelier on ceiling. There was also a slightly larger lamp in the four corners of the upstairs part of the gallery, a luxurious space where all those light sources employed watermark carvings. The curtains fastened to the end walls are soaked and dusty, but even so, they have enough luxury to tell the story of past glory. The light of the lamp falling on the floor is so delicate and beautiful that it is allowed to be glorious.
The “English Spirit” of Dungeon Boss, who appeared in such a place, was a muscle muscle muscle muscle, hair boss's, seemingly strong uncle.
For the sake of “spirituality," the sense of life is bursting, and the blue-grey skin tone is a harsh denial of being a natural human being. A human-shaped monster is hard to do somewhere after all, he said. At the end of my gaze I think, I think to myself, "Wow..." people used to fighting go in without showing hesitation.
The main players were Urragi-kun and Ashley, and Mr. Solol recovered from a state anomaly, and the other three were scattering attacks from the boss, almost untouched by Mr. Reps.
The undead system is generally resistant to physical attacks, and it is the Stone that shreds health with attribute attacks.
So what they took was Uluragi-kun's method of adding a magical attribute to Ashley's attack with her sword. Uluragi-kun activates and covers magic in the back where avant-garde Ashley launches an attack with attributes. It was a laborious but tough tactic, such as applying it again when the added magic effect expired…
I didn't know if it was unusable or unusable there, but the holy attributes that could climb and sharpen the health of the undead system were not used to the end, and over time there the two destroyed the boss.
Mr. Rice giggles at the two of them after the battle when they are done without having to suffer a lot of injuries. Then they laughed slightly as they lit up, each lined up next to Mr. Rice and Mr. Reps.
I knew it, Ashley thought she was going to the brave one, so she said she was clapping it out a little. I can see you sneaking around the edge of Mr. Rice's clothes, and one person is convinced that's what you mean. Chris, I missed you! And he said in the pose, but I guess he really missed your father ~,. I think of the daughter of the previous world who seemed lonely behind a fine word, to a slightly more complicated mood.
Well, as a matter of putting that story aside.
It was when I survived the boss battle safely and the air broke loose and I got stuck and stretched out.
Out of nowhere, a cold breeze came.
Running through the dance hall, in addition to the lamps in the four corners of the room, he blew out the huge chandelier fire that had been lowered.
"... what is it?
Earshley shrugged at the beginning of such a change.
"There's a sign of a monster"
And, imitating the look of the brave man who once again gripped the Great Sword, the members firmly regain each weapon.
They took a position to protect boys and girls from nobody without any conversation and turned a sober gaze into the middle of the dancehall where the English Spirit appeared.
I watched it from the top, and there was no "streak” in this level zone dungeon, was there? And immersed in the comfort of not falling, one softly asks around.
In the meantime, I thought it was cold. The wind gradually increased the cold air, and even the roaring wind sounded because of my mind.
I tried so hard to get through the unexpected goosebumps.
"... no way... grudges...!?
Such a bewildering, quiet cry of the priest's voice.
—— Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!? (|| *)
And I was alone on the spot.
As with the hour, the talisman that was gripping disappeared into the air with a deep roar.
—— Oh yeah!!?!
That's just the item Lost!!
Not where the effect seal is, I broke it!!?
Dude what kind of strong enemies show up!? and at the end of a much hurried gaze, the appearance of one man arises from the cold wind and roaring.
"Ooooooo... oooooooo... konokehi... nikui... nikui, nikuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!... Onoret, Yusha!!... Yushameye!!!
and.
I can see you barking and complaining about your feelings.
--Hi-no!! There's no Uramesia in this world! I thought so!!!
Unexpectedly pulling a near-field curtain, hiding his body in the widening, and looking down the hall softly from just a few gaps, I could see the hell of a translucent grudge spitting out a curse in his voice so that he could be drawn to that voice and the undead monsters, the ghost (Ghost), etc. appearing one after the other.
"Solol!"
and the boy voiced by the brave man.
"Hey...! He said there's a lot of them, no matter how much!
and butted in though.
When you notice how shrewd you are already starting to engage.
"Give me some time!! Sanctify this place so it doesn't get any more for now!
That's how I scream and get into magically activated motion.
When the members heard the voice and were in a position to defend him, who immediately began to chant a great deal, they bounced closer and closer to more monsters, etc. The enemy, who has occasionally slipped through the thick walls of such a brave party, is dealt with by Urragi-kun and Ashley for safety and bounces out again before hitting Sorol-kun.
Sanctification, as I said, the thread of magic that emerges step by step, is knitted like a giant rug in something to cover the ground of the dance hall. I could hardly hear it in a man's ear because the pronunciation was too good, but after a decision-word-like complaint, a column-like light grew from the corner of a square sacred cloth, and Sorol boy apparently “sanctified” this whole hall room. The light of clean gold gleamed brightly on the floor, walls and ceilings, as if it had isolated the space from the rest.
Oh, this magic is going to eat so much magic and stuff... boy, is that a diejob? And thinking about getting ready for the "magic potion," he asked softly.
"Chris!?
And I hear Mr. Rice distracted by the brave.
And.
"The attack... doesn't hit...?
What a squeezing voice I hear.
But I could see the person, who immediately regained his mind, swinging again with a blade through the spirits of resentment, which were the root of all evil.
Even though the magic I put on the Great Sword did have attributes, as far as the brave men who apparently took the mistake again, I can tell the result that they couldn't do the damage called damage.
I noticed that. Now Mr. Rice's on his way.
"Just a little, but I'm in good hands."
and return words to the brave, including the members who were watching them.
To find out what's going on.
—— No way, only “brave” attacks are deactivated...?
They're in that situation right now.
The eastern brave party, which lost one of its powers, stopped moving for a moment.
"Sanctification shreds the health of the impure monsters in the sanctuary, little by little! Even without Kleis' attack, if you endure it, you will one day lean in your favor! I'll be ready for extensive magic soon, too! So keep your strength down as much as you can, monsters other than your best balls!
By the boy who shouted so, he found himself alive again.
Uluragi-kun and Ashley, no longer regarded as a force of war by implicit understanding, apparently decided to slaughter monsters worthy of level while guarding Sorol-kun, without anyone telling them. And as they practiced, they contributed to reducing their enemies with great combo play.
Then, slightly, the boy who successfully knitted the extensive magic of the sacred attributes activated the magic by placing it around his parent balls. Was it so powerful that it was commensurate with the time spent, that the surroundings other than the grudging spirits scratched out in that blow, and of course my gaze is nailed to the boy.
—— Seriously. You were really strong, level 80 clergy...
Ahead of me, taken that way, Mr. Reps and Uluragi-kun burst the magic together, causing the spirits of resentment, who were my best balls, to raise their demons.
Oh, my God, you could have defeated it normally.
That's just a high level party led by a brave man.
When something unexpected happens, it shows a sense of stability.
When I breathed a sigh of relief thinking about that.
Ooh, ooh...
Wow, wow...
Nikui... Nikui, NikuiZouo!
Honoree, yusha!! ---yushamee!!!
The colder the bottom, the darker the cry falls into the hall again.
A further “streak” of fire was cut and dropped.