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

A pure white flame was emitted from Gramberza-like's body.

Nature's flames are vermilion red.

That shines in the white that erases all impurities.

"White Flame!? White!? Stupid!?"

With that in sight, Doris Meguian was overwhelmed.

"Are you saying that it's also something that puts the power of thought into magic flames again!? That makes the flames discolor!? But!

Grand Barza-like's "Snort Shout Scorching Heat-Free Fire Prison" is a special magic where pitch-black flames burn down enemies.

The flame was discolored to black by a curse added to the magic flame.

"What kind of emotions, such as white, would make it that color!? The color of the crossed-minded flame is black and it's red on top of it! There must be nothing else!?"

"That's only because the world you see is skewed"

Doris Meguian is only overwhelmed by the magic flame that emits a dazzling white light at the time of the Jomtien sun.

"All you see is anger, hate emotions. Undominated cloudy emotions. If you cross it into flames, it's natural to darken the color"

"Come on! Then I'll give you a shot at how many white flames you're proud of!

Doris Meguian's erupting flames discolored.

Once it turns black, it goes from there to deep red.

"It's the souls of the third-class adventurers we've gathered by the time we got here! I wasn't going to use a spoonful until I fought him. The prison flame of soul transformation! Show me what you can do with this!

Is he..., that he still had some leeway even when he got here?

Fight first with only your own magic, then with the power of an assimilated warcraft.

I can't believe there was still some warm power on this.

"Kehaaaa!!"

Deep red flames emitted strike Lady Granburza and Mr. Aranzil in line.

The big flame could easily be swallowed up by two people and burned down...

"... what!?"

It didn't.

A white flame circling the Grand Barza-like is scratching out the flame of harmfulness from the side it touches.

"The flames are extinguishing the flames!? What reason!? Did you take away the right to manipulate magic again!?"

"Though you must be aware that a soul-transformed flame cannot act like that?

"Knock, knock!!"

Doris Meguian, who fails to understand the current situation and still emits flames.

But the results are the same.

The white flame does not accept any hostility or harm and quietly wipes it out.

"This is Grand Barza's secret mystery," Mercy Glass Helmet Rate Heaven. "

says his rival Mr. Aranzil.

Two people who knew each other's horrible troubles better than anyone else.

"The white flame, where thoughts of mercy intersect, quietly extinguishes all harm. Exactly the flame of purification."

"Mercy, oh... ugh!?"

"You didn't seem to have an idea. Did you think the only power of thought to cross into flames was anger and hatred?

"Naturally!

Doris Meguian's fierce.

"It's not just magic! The power of fire! This is the most deranged and destructive of the four Magic Classes! When it comes to emotions that are most in line with that power, there is only anger and hatred!

"That's your shortness."

Lady Gran Burza takes over the question.

"Your answer may be yes, but I have arrived at a different answer. Its extremes are this white flame. Since I held the baby Darriel in this hand. I saw the sincerity of power."

Adults limit their power to the maximum when lifting a baby.

Not even his neck, hurting a thin, immediately-fragile baby, kills most of his gained strength and gently hugs him.

"I knew that power was the sincerity of the flames. A flame that burns away if it touches it directly and burns everything down also becomes a mercy that warms those who freeze if illuminated with the right distance and firepower. And the strength to the extreme..."

Like the sun rising to that polar heaven.

"Deliver the warmth that gently illuminates the living and living in this world. Like the most powerful sun in heaven. What is the power of fire?"

What is the power of flames......

"Love supported by the unlimited restraint of the strong. That's the power of fire."

"Are you kidding me? Ahhhhhh!?"

Doris Meguian soars.

"Are you stupid!? How do you get to such a conclusion!? A flame is the most powerful force! I'll burn you down! No more power of destruction! How can such a public myth be made about pure violence that there is no room for delusion either!

"Is it pure? Isn't that the world's myth? There is no such thing as true purity in this world!

Doris Meguian tried to burn down his enemies with even more flames, but it was still pointless.

Glamberza-like white flames are extremely harmful and calming.

It is a flame but thus slowly burns, finally enveloping it to the point where the Doris Meguian is located.

"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!?

"There's no way the flames that wipe out harm are harmful."

The white flame of Lady Gran Burza was a flame that would never burn anything it touched.

That's what tells them to be gentle as holding a baby, only warm.

"It nullifies all harmful actions of the enemy and does not have an offensive impact from itself. It's a nasty flame. If they put this out, the war station will have to glue it."

"Thanks to this magic, I can only bring it into the draw at any time. Yeah, you didn't get it, did you?

Yes, Master Gran Burza's ultimate and profound "Mercy Optical Helmet Rate Heaven" is a flame of mercy but thus does not harm anyone.

On the other hand, the ultimate power to obliterate any harm, the magic that ultimately did not hold aggressiveness together, lacked decisiveness in combat.

That is why Lady Gran Burza's second depths, The Annunciation Scorching Heat Inflammation, were better known to the enemy allies as the strongest spears.

But in the long-running death battle with Mr. Aranzil, it was always the white flames that shaped the battlefield more than the black flames.

Mr. Aranzil's Asura slash flashes also become all meaningless when touching white flames.

It was this ultimate divinity of Grand Barza that lasted for an uninterrupted period of thirty years when the battle between the two was never settled.

"It's Aranzil. If this is a battle with you, don't be punished here."

"Naturally. I can't go out with him because he seems like an idiot in a situation where all attacks are deactivated. I'll retreat when they use that magic trick."

But this time the enemy does not have so much cleanliness with him.

Hate is the power of the flame, to squander power with its restraint and vain resistance.

"This ooh ooh! Kuhhhhhhh!!"

Because the perimeter is already surrounded by white flames without gaps, the fierce flames disappear the moment they are released.

So I didn't even know it was magically ejected beside me, and it just seemed like a dumb-ass waving my arm around the dark clouds.

"That's hilarious. No matter how intelligent you are, you can foolishly shake that far just by adhering to your thoughts"

"Do you do it, Aranzil?

"Regardless."

Mr. Aranzil covers his stick and advances.

"This is my fight. Tighten it off with my hands."

"Yes, you did, you made extra money"

"That's not true. I can see now that the white flame you showed is where I'm going."

Mr Aranzil says.

"In the first place, I was supposed to see the world I could see by raising Darriel. At the end of the thirty years of roundabout, I finally set myself on a new stage. I'll catch up where I stand on you."

"It's not a big deal like me. I couldn't even tell my real son the answer I grabbed to the end of my experience and thought"

"The remorse is also one of the strength that shapes you."

Failure, regret, and missing distortion turn into uptake strength.

The power to enter old age and show off the strongest.

"This Aranzil. Now I serve my first battle as a brave man"

Doris Meguian is no place to fight, flirting with an already white flame.

The white flame, which appears in the form of the extreme traced by Grand Barza, renders all harmful attacks pointless and extinguished.

Besides, there is no distinction between enemy allies.

No matter what kind of attack you put on Doris Meguian now, wrapped in white flames, he'll end up wiped out and make no sense.

"But now. I can do it now. Without prejudice to the meaning of that white flame, I can deceive the evil fool. Now that I have someone to protect my back..."

Aranzil the Great Brave.

The man, who had reached old age and still would not stop changing, stood in a new frontier and chanted the name of a new move.

"'Clear Response Rift Sky'"

A move that sounds the same as "Awesome Rift Sky," though.

The fruit is completely different, terribly effective.