Illimitable Until Death

“--WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

Low, sunken and high screams echo beneath a pitch-black night, causing the air to be shaken frequently, shaking up windy airflow and sweeping the entire sky.

By a sharp ice-cold, the white whale pierced his body with a pair of breathtaking eyeballs, staring at the silver-haired, half-Pokémon girl beneath, who fluttered with ice crystals, the eyeballs gradually began to congest.

However, before the white whale can act, another voice is ringing the entire battlefield.

“Now! Attack!”

That's Cool Hugh's voice.

At last, under the influence of Amelia, the calm knight watched as she prepared to ascend the white whale, pulling out the sword between her waists and giving the order aloud.

And the first person to respond to this order is Wilheim.

“Bang!”

In the crisp noise, a gravel rolling on the ground was crushed by a dragon's heavy footsteps.

Wilheim, riding the dragon, held a thin sword in his hand, his eyes burned with the flame of revenge, as the wind rushed forward, until it reached the front and back of the white whale, only to step hard on the back of the dragon, the whole person jumped high, instantly exceeding the height of the white whale not yet fully lifted.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! ”

The roar of the Ghost of Swords is all over the air.

It was a raging roar.

Driven by hatred, the existence of what is known as a "sword ghost" just jumped and landed on the back of a white whale.

Silver and white sword blades, turned into flashes.

“Pfft! ”

In the crisp sound of flesh cutting, the sword blade hole penetrated the skin, shattered the flesh, splashed under the red liquid, and deep into the body of the "Misty Warcraft".

“Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! ”

The white whale's painful howl sounded again.

But this time, without waiting for the white whale to make a move, Coolidge ordered it again.

“Magic ready! ”

By order of Kudoshu, in the collapsed ground, a magician in a robe finally stood up from the ground, surrounded by white whales suspended in the middle of the sky, with his hands raised high.

“Al Goya! ”

It's a fire spell. It's a fire spell.

The magic of fire properties is the magic of temperature control, and the part that stands for fire is the magic of high temperatures.

So the swirl of magic converged on a magician's high, raised hands, eventually causing the temperature in the air to keep rising, turning into a burning fireball, blasting into the sky.

Suddenly, a huge mass of flames successively turned into a flame-red meteor, paddling over the sky, overflowing the huge white whale suspended in the middle of the sky and landing on it.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom --! ”

In the sound of the explosion, a flaming mass of flames burst successively.

Surprisingly high temperatures sweep the fire, burning all around the white whale's body, causing a powerful explosion, making the white whale's painful howl even more violent.

“Go!”

Reasonable Coolix pointed the sword in his hand at the white whale in the middle of the sky and gave the order.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. ”

A heavily armed soldier and mercenary suddenly yelled, either riding a dragon or simply rushing out to the white whale.

The hunt is finally officially open.

……

“Are you all right? ”

On the other side of the battlefield, looking at how much breath had become a little rushed, Amelia asked with an eyebrow.

The ice crystals around Amelia still hovered, shook her head and answered directly.

“No... nothing. ”

With that in her mouth, lovely Miriam's breathing became more and more impatient, and even her face grew a little pale.

This condition deeply wrinkles the eyebrows in the square.

You've only used magic once. How did this happen?

As a result, Rem unraveled the doubts in Fong's heart.

“It's magic. ”

Rem held Amelia, his eyes were cast on the white whale, and his voice was filled with tension, which illustrated it.

“Unlike the magician, Amelia is an elf who uses the magic of the atmosphere. Now, the atmosphere is filled with the magic of the mist just released by the white whale, and is restored to its original state by the exorcism stone. In this situation, Amelia imposes her magic, which consumes a little too much energy. ”

In the words of Rem, the square also reacted.

Spin, glancing at a piece of crystal on the pendant worn in front of Amelia.

That's the crystal stone Parker boarded up in.

However, this crystalline stone is now somewhat gloomy.

“Sure, Parker can't fight? ”

It's almost late at night.

Parker's hours are between 9: 00 a.m. and 5: 00 p.m.

So this great elf, called the End Beast of the Permafrost, is sleeping in crystalline stone, accumulating magic that can move during the day.

So the square turned its gaze again and looked forward.

Seeing, under the angry scream of the white whale, soldiers and mercenaries from all sides waved their weapons, one after the other, jumping high, as if they were going to eat an elephant ant, climbing the huge body of the white whale, leaving scars on it, one after the other, causing the blood to splash.

The magicians are either releasing magic or manipulating rock cannons, causing successive magic of various properties to burst around the white whale's body, turning it into a powerful explosion, shaking its giant body like a mountain.

Among them, Wilheim was the most active and constantly roaring, waving swordlight back and forth like a ghost, scarring the white whale's body.

Ultimately, even Ku Qiuxiu was on the front line, holding on to the sword in his hand, ignoring the range, waving an invisible slap, making the slap turn into a sickle-like wind blade, scratching towards the white whale.

It is a well-known swordsmanship that Kuru has cultivated and can strike with no regard for range.

However, even if the members of the crusade were so active, the white whales would still be howling, and even if the wounds were scarred, there would be no recession.

Not only that, but it was also detected.

A repressed magic is gathering on the white whale.

I noticed this magic, and Amelia and Rem's expression changed a bit.

Lifting her curtains, she said a word to Amelia and Rem.

“You stay here. ”

By the way, without waiting for Amelia and Rem to answer, the shape of the cube was the same as the wind, sweeping the air and rushing forward.

Half a second later, a voice entered the square ear.

“Be careful...”

Is that Amelia's voice?

Or is that Rem's voice?

Only the wind is left in the ear, unrecognizable.

Only a pair of ice-blue demon eyes lit up in their pupils.

It's freezing.