I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

Black Thunder God Claw!

The black lightning around Franc converged on my blade and covered the entire area.

The control of this technique is perfect!

It was a flowing black lightning operation. Is this also thanks to the blessing of the beast god? After all, the control of moves related to divine attributes was surprisingly smooth.

Besides, I was using the Black Thunder God Claw while still maintaining my sword deification. It was a fusion of the back hand and the back hand.

As expected, the wear and tear is terrible. My durability was beginning to drop sharply. It wasn't a multi-use technique.

"Ready!"

"Ugh...!"

Franc swung me to see this. Meltritte, who lacked calmness, was caught lightly by the movement.

I put a crossed magic sword over my head and tried to take a hit from Franc. But I quickly pulled out my sword.

I hated taking it with my sword. Looking at me wrapped in black lightning, I felt that the Sword of the Cross was dangerous.

Fran's front kick was pierced into Meltritte's empty abdomen.

Nghh!

With the sound of a crack in your hard chest, your body flies backwards. Fran, who jumped after me, set me up on the upper stage this time.

Melt Ritte, who has no control over his movements in a conical state, and Fran, who can make any movement in an air leap.

The next blow is sure to hit.

Now I can go by pushing and pushing, but I don't know if I can defeat the anti-magic meltritte. More than that... ”

(Sword!)

As dangerous as Meltritte felt, so was I. In the meetings so far, I understand the hardness of the other side.

With my sword deification and the power of the Black Thunder God Claw, I was sure to be able to cut off the cross demon sword.

(If we break it, we may be able to disrupt Meltritte's plan)

That's what I'm talking about.

Nnh!

Fran, aiming for it, inhaled lightly and exhaled. That's all I know when I'm ready.

"Come here!"

He must have realized that Francine's aim was not to be himself, but to be a cross demon sword in his hand. Meltritte shouted with a desperate look.

The face looked like a normal person. Neither a warrior, nor a mighty man, nor an anti-magic.

Just a woman who resented the world and lamented. I'm sure if I didn't have a vengeance, I'd have finished my life peacefully.

For a moment, Franc looked terrible. However, as soon as I returned to my prepared face, I swung down my Black Thunderbolt.

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

It was a sword deification, a black thunder god's claw, and a heavenly break. This is the strongest shot Franc's got right now.

"Stop cumming!"

Meltritte tries to protect herself by holding the Sword of the Cross with her own body. However, with the sky still blowing up, it's not going to work.

In the first place, the Cross Demon Sword was so big that it couldn't be hidden by a small Meltritte's body.

The black blade made a cross demon sword ─ ─.

Gaaaaahhhh!



The black thunder and golden magic scattered along with the explosive sounds of the swords that seemed unlikely to have been confronted.

Nuuuuuu!

"Ahh!"

It wasn't the Sword of the Cross that I clashed with. The moment I was convinced that my blade would slash and tear the cross demon sword, the silver Falcion came in.

It was the Golden Dragon Man who was in the way. The man who took the attack in an impossible position was bounced off with tremendous force.

When they saw the man who had broken in between them, Franc and Meltritte spoke their names at the same time.

"Trismegistos...!"

Tris megisto!

Both of them had painful faces.

Why is the disturbed Franc strangling the Trismegistos to the rescued Meltrites anyway?

It was burned by the black lightning that transmitted Falcion, and it was slashed deeply from the shoulder mouth by an attack that could not be offset. He stood up while holding the wound with his burnt-out hand. However, it seemed that the Golden Dragon people were more concerned about the Sword of Love than they were about themselves. He stroked the blade with his wet hand in red blood and nodded again and again.

If it hadn't been for magic, it might have been dangerous. I see.

Taking the hit of a Special Strike, Franc took a backstep distance from Trismegistos to deactivate the sword deification.

Instinct must have figured it was more dangerous than that. In fact, my durability is starting to decrease. It seems that we are now able to identify dangerous areas.

(I was stopped...)

"Oh, it looks like you're conducting a huge amount of Trismegistos' magic power to the sword." That sword isn't as strong as the Divine Sword. ”

(Nh...)

Exhaling a rough breath, Fran feels remorseful. With all my heart, Kunichi's attack was prevented by that much damage. I don't think I can help it.

I think it would be amazing if I managed to inflict quite a few hand injuries on a monster that is using Divine Dragonization, and even blow it up.

While Franc was holding his breath, Meltritte was eating Trismegistos. That eye is the perfect eye to see the enemy.

"... why did you help me! Trismegistos!"

Because Fannaberta, my sword of love, told me it was better that way.