It's all one flower.

Sirens of the ship drew their tails for a long time, and demon soldier Rubel and his partner jumped up. I can't even take what I take, I go out on the deck.

The sentry was staring into the southern sky and explaining the situation at a quick mouth. Rubel also speaks [of the enemy] and looks up at the southern sky.

An Artel Air Force fighter was filling the sky at dawn.

"Deck man, [fuck the water] ready. Prepare for the storm."

To the voice of the transmission tube, Rubel tilted his neck. My partner thumbs up and shows Zakart Harbor all the way.

On the land where the debris was removed, a huge magic formation was painted. Is the diameter about the same as the total length of the ship? In the center is not a military uniform, but a woman of the lake people, wrapped in old-fashioned long clothes, and a land people in military uniforms.

"... the head of the Negna family?

"You know very well. Intelligence agents have been sourcing information about a massive offensive yesterday."

"That's what this..."

"Yes, I have asked Master Sheratan to come out and prepare the magic formation by hanging all night."

Near the outer circumference of the magic formation, eight people stood at equal intervals. Turn your attention to [Sovereign]. They're all old people.

Those who close their eyes with their faces who have given up something, those who pray to God, those who gaze at the sky far south with their hate-caged eyes, those who gaze at the center of the circle with their prepared eyes...... the attitude of the eight is a city, but no one leaves the magic formation.

Sheratan, the owner of the House of Nenia, the people of the lake, had a bunch of spears in his thin arms.

"We don't participate in [Shimizu], and fried (oh) on land is always like this"

My partner grabbed me by the shoulder and [jumped] with or without me.

At the same time as the chant of the spell ends, the perspective changes. Mountains of rubble and semi-destructed ruins, beyond which lay forests exposed to dawn and sunlight.

"Yes, turn around"

I can change my body's orientation forcefully. The two stood right next to the magic formation.

An old man in a circle stretches his spine.

"Soldier, I'm going to avenge your grandson now. Instead of me, show me."

"Vengeance...?

"The Power of Stabbing Life Here's a Note..."

Rin's voice of a woman shook the atmosphere at dawn. The old man turns to the center of the magic formation and does not answer Rubel's question.

"Call the Atmospheric Whirlpool Clouds and send them down to the ground with drops of black cloud tears..."

The man in military uniform also begins chanting. This one raised the badge (today) of the [Thunderbird (Lycho) of Snow Reading (Yuki)] from his neck.

... storm alone...?

No, you're not. A bunch of spears leaves the hands of the Nenian principals and dances through the universe. Powerful words engraved on the pattern sparkled with magic.

The badge of [Sacrifice Moz] sways on the Lord's plump chest.

"... Woven by magic..."

"Thunder, come out of the clouds and tear the rain and heaven from the raging rays of tears..."

Eight spears rise high in heaven, redirect and pour.

Dark clouds drooped in, blocking the brilliance of the morning sun as it began to rise.

"This power..."

"Drop the wings of the men who go to heaven, and push the men who go to the earth before them..."

An old man in front of Rubel receives a spear and is stitched to the ground. He bleeds through his stabbed chest, but the spear supports him, and he doesn't even fall.

… the early sacrifice of Moz.

All spears penetrate the sacrifices in the circle, pouring their vitality and magic into the magic formation.

"Let go of the wings and the doors, and fill the sky and the earth."

The magic bulges around our Sheratan, and the atmosphere in the magic formation is distorted (boiled). The green hair of the people of the lake was stirred by a gushing wind.

Without adhering to her hair as if it were a periphery, the head of the Nainian family, the people of the lake's highest power, points to the surgeon in military uniform. The power taken from the eight surrounds the man of the [snow-reading thunderbird] school who stands at the center of the magic formation, swirling with a pale light.

"Rain as an arrow, spear as a disturbing wind. Carry the blade (if you do)..."

Winds rise, far south offshore, disturbing clouds and raging wild.

The old man's body withers and shrivels, instantly turning to ashes. From the ashes scattered in the wind, pale and radiant crystals fell.

... [Sorcerer's Tears]... for this...?

As long as the living live, the crystal of magic that lingers later grows. The reason why the old men made promises and sacrifices is obvious.

"... a thunderbolt of violet electricity, pour out the curtain into heaven and earth."

A thunderbolt struck and shook him from the bottom of his belly to the back of his leg. Large grains of rain set down a huge curtain between heaven and earth, and purple thunderlights rush through the heavens innumerably.

The Rubels, too, are hit by sudden heavy rain and quickly get wet. Demon costume soldiers' uniforms are abbreviated magic armor. The heavy rain of spears and pounding is not as painful, but the weight of the blow had to be stomped and withstood.

The blood of the old men who dyed the magic formation is exposed at their feet to the rain that makes up the river, and flows away from the land of the island of Nenia to Lake Lacus, the goddess' tear.

Demon soldier Rubel put his hand on his forehead and turned his [enemy's] eyes to the southern sky, guarding against spear-like rain grains.

A group of bombers are shaken and fluttered by heavy winds in heavy rain. It was struck directly by lightning ripping through heaven, and the fuselage emitted light.

I recall being taught at a military school that most aircraft have minefield needles.

... Eight people sacrificed themselves and not a single plane crashed. Then there will be a riot.

Rubel doesn't know how the old men were gathered and came here. Can the Nemoralis army and the Negna family hide their deaths through?

Shine was lost from their [sorcerer's tears] and smashed and scattered.

Countless thunderstorms fall just like rain, and purple flashes dye the heavens closed by dark clouds.

One of the planes that was shot to the ground finally exploded. How much fuel and explosives were loaded. Explosive flames involve peripheral machines and detonate one after the other.

Similar chains occurred everywhere, with red flower gardens spread beneath the black clouds.

A soldier on board shouts.

The remaining aircraft did not change course as if nothing had happened and continued to fly. Although it has decreased significantly, it still maintains the size of nearly fifty aircraft.

"Rise and shine, wind, swirl and stretch, connect the heavens and the earth."

A [snow-reading thunderbird] scholastic operator in military uniform cast a spell with a sharp voice, pointing to the southern sky. Heavy rain weakens and the wind calms down. A rapidly decreasing number of lightning blasted off several aircraft.

South coast lake water swirls and rises. A lake upset also passed to the port of Zakart, where the deck men stabilized the ship with [manicured water].

Salt lakes winding up in tornadoes rise one after the other as columns connecting heaven and earth. Eight columns suck up the fuselage, swallow it, roll it into the vortex of the atmosphere and flirt.

The columns gradually narrowed, fragments of the fragmented fuselage spurted up (shaved) and held in the pocket of the goddess Panisea Uni Flora.

"That's all I can do."

Good luck.

The owner of the people of the lake and the operator of the [snow-reading thunderbird] [jumped].

The dark clouds clear and the lake surface restores calm.

Only twenty planes were able to get close enough to capture the plane shadow even with the naked eye. A demon-mounted soldier reinforced with [Crystal of Magic] or [Tears of the Mage] rides the water wall launched by the deck man and heads for an interception.

"I was wondering what would happen, but I'm glad you're going to manage"

I nod at my partner's reassuring voice, but Rubel doesn't distract me from the residual machine. The fuselage was flat, rather as a top. I stare at [Sovereign], but I don't see anything that looks like a cockpit.

Fighters are flying at super high speeds close to sound speed. It's hard to focus.

Predict the path and gaze at one point. There was no such thing as a pilot in the sight of [the enemy] who managed to escape armor.

"What?"

I thought it was a mistake to look at it, and I stared even more, but it is pierced by the [Spear of Light] of the reinforced soldier and shot down.

"Hey, what's up?

My partner slaps me on the shoulder. Confirming the annihilation of the enemy aircraft, Rubel turned to his partner. Solve the [Sovereign] and gaze into the eyes that guide Rubel.

"That fighter was weird."

"Hen?"

"People weren't on it. I've seen it all. It's not wacky..."

"Um, do you see [the enemy] technique that far? That's flying at an awesome speed, right?

"Yeah. Well, yeah, but if you work hard, you can figure it out."

"I don't know if he's weird, but if he wipes it all out, it's the same trick. Let's get started."

Encouraged by his partner, Rubel turned to the east and spoke [of the enemy] again. My partner drained rainwater from a wet military uniform with [manicured water].

Blood stains flowing on the ground have been washed by heavy rain and the carved magic formations have faded. The spear was being retrieved by soldiers in preparation for the next time they wished to appear before the head of the Negna family.

If we don't find the demon asthma cannon soon, every attack by the Artel army will cost the people of Nemoralis their lives.

Rubel's gaze slipped through the ruins of the city of Zakart into a forest stretching over the hemline of the Kublum Mountains.