Kaiko Sareta Ankoku Heishi (30-dai) no Slow na Second Life

That was an incredible sight.

Aranzil, an ancient brave man who was regarded as the strongest in history.

Gran Barza, one of the most powerful of the previous generations in history.

Born in the same generation, the strongest split into enemy allies according to their respective duties and continued to fight over and over again.

All of those battles were fierce, and countless famous battles became the storytelling grass of future generations.

It would also be a factor that they all gained a good enemy of each other that made them famous for their history.

Enemy forever.

Keep fighting until one of you dies.

Two enemies colored by such a bloody hero, Tan, are pointing in the same direction on the battlefield.

"What a scene..."

"I can't believe that the two protagonists of the previous era are able to stand a scene where we fight together more than...!

The more one goes to the upper level, the more he will tremble at this dissimilarity.

But at the same time, I was convinced.

Because the more powerful people of the past have to join hands, the more powerful and dangerous the enemy is on its way.

"It's Lady."

"Ha, yes!?"

Contemporary brave men called upon by previous generations, stand up.

"I'm so sorry about you on active duty, there's gonna be an old body out there that I was gonna pull in. Shame on you."

"Thigh, sorry!!"

Though he succeeded the brave, Rady, who is still young, doesn't get his head up on Hundred Wars Smelting Aranzil.

"... but I didn't know I was going to fight with you. And not since I retired. Life is something I really don't understand."

"... I can't be amused"

Grand Barza on the Devil's side has a sinking face.

"The beginning in the first place is due to the inevitability of my foolishness. To take parental responsibility, I must unconditionally participate in this battle. Whiplash the old bones."

Side by side with your former haters and look up at the mighty Warcraft.

"This bucket thing is my son's failure itself. And my son is my failure itself. I must settle my sins."

"Don't feel so serious. Your bad boy will be cleaned up by now by my good boy."

"The son is also my best man. I worked it out with my hand salt."

"Still, I'm the one with the blood connection."

"What?

"Ah?"

When it comes to fighting together, haters are still going to be evil against each other.

Moreover, despite that, the mad warcraft approaches upon realizing the small prey in front of him.

Anyway, it is ferocious to twist anything you see.

"Danger! Dear Alanzil, Grand Bar The... Dear!? Not if you are in a fight!!"

A relentlessly flaming brace is blown to the two people who also ignore and stare at Lady's call.

There were enough fires for the two adults to swallow and extinguish charcoal easily.

Just before that fiery fire tried to swallow Old Aranzil and Old Gran Burza.

"'Burn'"

An equally fierce flame erupted from Granburza's thrusting arm.

Flames bump into each other from bipolar directions and push each other.

"With flames......! Trying to push the flame back......!

"Magic attribute compatibility is important. Water beats fire, fire beats wind, wind beats earth, earth beats water...!

Grand Barza speaks.

He says he's comparing the braces of a fire dragon to pure force, but he doesn't look like he can force it at all.

"So what happens if it becomes a battle between the same attributes? If only it were a collision of flames and flames, as it is now, it..."

Grambarza, with one hand as well as the other, turn your hands towards the Fire Dragon.

"It's a pure power battle."

The flame magic that is ejected pushes back completely above the fire dragon's brace.

On the contrary, a flaming warcraft that showers a great flame out of its head, screaming and retreating whether it suffers with heat.

"Damage to Flaming Warcraft with Flames!?"

"That's how powerful the magic of Grand Barza is! No, it's out of common sense per se!!"

Even the same wizard Zebiantes is stunned by the power push of Grand Barza.

Besides, they're Salamandra's flame braces that didn't even pull the adventurers together.

The sight of a dragon overwhelmed by force, even seemingly an irreversible natural threat, crushes the common sense of the beholder.

"In the realm of the human race, we can't let all the demons work."

An earlier brave man, Aranzil, was at the feet of the Fire Dragon, moving heavily from his former position at some point.

"When!?"

No one could have accounted for Aranzil's journey.

"You're out...... Aranzil's" Ghost Walking ""

Only the rival Gran Burza laughs niggardly.

Salamandra, the flaming warcraft at heart, also waves down her forelegs, noticing something like a bug at her feet.

I guess that's the quickest response.

But on the verge of his forefoot slamming the ground, he disappeared when he wondered if Aranzil's body swayed like a pneumonia.

"Huh!?"

Dragon feet that just vainly decided the ground.

Aranzil appeared right next to it.

"What the hell is that? It's phantom magic!?"

"Oh no!? But the hell...!?"

The Zebiantes of the Gatekeeper. Instead, it puzzles even the brave Lady, an incredible walk.

Flaming Warcraft Salamandra can't even step on Aranzil's shadow, though she leaps and waves her forefoot.

"Look, Lady. Aura is not just a way to use it."

Aranzil says as he disappears or appears like a ghost.

"Aura into your feet in this way, speed beyond your limits, 'walk around' in complex orbits, it will also be possible to disrupt your enemies and fall into disillusionment. This is our Ghost Walking."

"It's a bad personality move...!

Grand Barza tells me to tear it up.

I guess it's a coincidence tormented by this unique walking method of his own.

"If you care about that, you can run around at an unnoticed speed, and you dare to stop just a little and show the remnants. So it catches the enemy's attention and distracts them......!

That's what makes the 'ghost' come to life.

As you aim, the Flaming Warcraft, which moves only by instinct, fits brilliantly during Aranzil's surgery, the moment he chases the remnants and bows his head......

"Vajra."

He was beaten up on the tip of his jaw with Aranzil's weapon.

A weapon that the previous brave Aranzil likes to use. It was above all a simple stick.

Dariel's real father, he has a paternal and son-like aura nature and is an all-purpose property that is ideal for slashing defense all traits.

It was a simple stick that performs somewhat properly the properties that its strongest deserved.

I don't have a blade, and I'm not pointy.

Still, if Aranzil puts in a slash (slash) aura outside that standard, it becomes an instrument that can also break the boulders.

"Look, Lady, you seem to be focusing only on the attribute of this flame, but that's why you can't find a way to defeat it"

"Ha!?"

"Whatever it is, whether it's a warcraft or not, it's an organism in the end. Organisms have steep points to maintain life activity. Lizard Modoki like this for example......!

The flaming dragon, whose jaw was punched through thoughtlessly, either had a concussion or fluttered and fell in.

Flip upside down and belly like no other.

"Reptiles covered in hard-bodied scales are robust. Stupidly attacking parts protected by hard scales has no effect. Then you just have to tap the soft areas of the scales."

Falling on his back, his stomach exposed to heaven.

Lizards and snakes are soft in the abdomen to prioritize ease of movement for any reptile.

Aim for that weakness......

"'Awesome Crack Sky'!!"

Aranzil slammed his ultimate depths.

Crack Sky, a move to fly a chunk of aura as a blade. The Awesome Rift Sky was the one that evolved its Rift Sky to be more powerful than the giant one.

It was the original move of the brave Aranzil.

Aura slaughter far beyond the normal 'fissure sky' into her abdomen, flaming dragons stuffing and screaming in pain and suffering.

"Ohhhhhhhh!?"

Cheer that goes up at the same time.

For the first effective hit you see, the adventurers also gain momentum.

Dragons spit out flames instead of spitting blood.

They put a blow all over him in the steeple, and even if he died like this, the Warcraft would just as well.

Try to get up with the yo-yo.

"That's fine, I'm just ready for this one"

In front of Gran Burza, who had refrained, a complex and strange magic formation emerged.

"It's lonely when the legendary Warcraft sinks in just one blow. Eat a treat from me, too. Aranzil, stand down, unless you want company."

"Huh!

Aranzil, who was beside the Warcraft, did not fly as if to breathe together.

Quickly, somewhere desperate.

"Good for you, Gran Burza, feed him!

"This is the first time you've used it since you retired, my special extreme magic," Anna Cry Scorching Heat Inflammation Hell "!!"

A swirl of black and mundane flames struck the fiery warcraft.