Kuishinbo Elf

"Oh, you guys......!

The sun brightened him with a golden glow, and he made a peach, and a sigurd of garndragons. Across the proud Angry Dragon is a blue warrior who releases an unmistakable presence on him.

"Oh, Master Great Sage. I don't suggest you get used to it, do you?

"Don't tell me, Dyke. Ning Lo, I praise thee. We'll take care of the rest."

Huge left arm rolling into the earth, that must be that huge ghost arm.

"Ohhhhhhh!"

The ghost who suppresses the wound with his remaining arm and suffers, he felt a different fear of them than Ertina, doing so with ease of intent. No, more than that. Why did they come to this place? We have to be sure.

"Why... are you here?

To my question, they answered.

"Behind me, there's someone to protect... that's all. Let's go, Dyke!

"Whoa! Well, that's what happened"

"Hey! Oh, he's a BIG guy for a long time, Brother. Is it worth getting rid of? HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Peach Sigurd, its peach senior Mike, and... Dike Osima, god of struggle. In the kingdom of Tiari, the combination that exorcised the Hate Dragon Freibex shows itself before us again. It aroused the warriors with no response.

"That's... That's Ha!!"

"It's a blue dragon and a golden dragon!

"Vo vo vo! Magipane!

"Hurry up and supply! They're gonna take your prey!? '

With their appearance, victory is leaning against us, the purity of their peach power is in the wrong digits. The blue sword wielded by the fighting god Dyke shines peachy, and the intent is easily chopped into pieces of flesh that boasts the overwhelming endurance of ghosts. The problem is the rate of regeneration of the ghost flesh, but even that didn't pose a problem for them.

"Tao Li characteristic (stubborn)! Your wounds were completely 'fixed' with my ability!

The unstoppable blood proves it. A ghost dyed his whole body with his own blood crawled out of the pit ignoring the wounds he had received. By contrast, I can't move.

"Uhhhhhhhhh!!"

More wounds, roaring as if to resist that pain, and ghosts walk toward town again.

The warriors' supply isn't over yet? The peach users in the sky are aggressively attacking us, but they are not inhibiting their thick skin and inflicting deadly damage. After all, the big move enough to cut off an earlier ghost arm was probably a blow by accident.

Then we'll have to bet on a coordinated attack by all forces, and for that, as soon as possible, we need to get away from here.

"Why the hell... Ha!

Unusual or whatever, I started to move cursorily as I crawled.

"Master!

That's when, one soldier with a half-baked GD ran at me with a healer on his back. I can confirm the blue bowl in Kasumi's eyes. Would it be Ellison Firm?

"Ellison, hurry up, Master!

"... is that... Mr. Garn?

She was blinded by the Garndragon fighting in the sky. Sometimes it's unusual for an angry dragon to get people on board, but I don't feel like there's any other reason why she should be blinded.

"Ellison!

"Ah...... yes! Excuse me, I'll treat you right away!

A warm light enveloped me. Having confirmed that the pain will gradually ease, I will continue to entrust the treatment to Ellison and give orders by the Telepath to all soldiers.

'The Peach Man has come to reinforce me...... I will decide the battle here. All armies are… Departure as soon as they have finished replenishing, the operation is the same as earlier…. Aim for the ghost down, use all your power, gu...! Destroy this!

Would I have told you well? Fatigue and lack of blood make my consciousness blurred.

"So, O Great Sage, no more magic! We don't have enough blood or magic!?"

Her attention also feels like she can hear it from somewhere far away. It's also hard to keep your eyes open already. After that thought, my consciousness sank into deep darkness.

◆ ◆ ◆ Sigurd ◆ ◆ ◆

"Ellisen......"

Sigurd's sister, Ellison, is visible under his eyes. I didn't want her to see me. I swore I would never return until I fulfilled my promise, that I would not see you, this body. However it is to protect, it is a verbal discourse, such as breaking an oath.

"It's hard for me, too."

"That's what I'm saying, Brother. I will have broken my vows, too."

"Yeah, yeah, it's too hard, huh? buddy."

Sword of love spanning me...... no, waving the great sword of Sigurd is the fighting god Dyke. He's a warrior in the war named Okuma Shiida, to be exact.

◆ ~ Sigurd Recap ~ ◆

Me and Dyke didn't meet and join the fight against this ghost. I don't ask for company, because I think it's sweet. Even more so if you are aiming for the strongest.

An insane man who knocked unconsciously on my heart door like that and came in without even responding is the dyke currently on my back.

When we once defeated Hayne, who turned into a ghost in Tiari's land... his relationship should have been to that extent. But we met. The nameless meadow, Dyke, in the eastern part of Filimisia, awaited me in his royal presence.

It was fate, I didn't go to the meadows feeling anything in particular. It's not like Mike said anything to me again and I headed there.

"Hey, buddy. I've been waiting for you. '

"... Dyke"

Fully equipped, I could see what he was trying to accomplish if I saw that. Therefore, I don't need words to go on. I ride the dyke back into the sky. Aim for Zeglact, want Alan's neck.

But... Zegrakt didn't see Alan. All that was left was a bunch of wooden ends left in Zeglact. We have no reason to be enemies, we destroy them instantly.

"Hassle?"

"Sounds like it."

He receives the discouraged voice of Dyke and steps through the head of a ghost who was resisting to the end. The ghost became a grain of light and ascended to heaven. Immediately after that, a familiar voice flows over decaying black armor.

"Kuhaha, damn lizard, long time no see, huh?

"That voice is Alan! Where are you!? '

Suspended enemies, Alan Zlachti's humble voice, promptly ask Mike to look around but he returns no response.

Are you on the righteous side of discipline? Thank you. It's such a gift from me. '

"What?

"I kept a gift for Pheasant, located north of here. You're gonna love this. Maybe he's making a fancy noise already? Kuhahahahahaha!

the word. Finally, the black armor decayed into worn out. I can't even hear Alan anymore. The problem is, he left a gift behind. Probably not a busy one.

"Dude, is he Alan?"

'Yes, Dyke. Our uncluttered enemies. You can never let go of the wild'

'... well, let's head to Pheasant more than that. If his words are true, it could be a big deal to leave him alone'

"Pheasant... the town where Ellison lives"

I was still hesitant to head over. It was Dyke, who swore to return after becoming the strongest, whose dedication inhibited my behavior, but who still removed it.

"What are you lost, you're looking to be the strongest, aren't you? I don't hesitate to be the strongest. Come on, let's go before it's too late."

"Unhelpful Reason"

"... it's too late to lose it, buddy."

Dyke's words pierce my hard-won heart. Dyke is a man who knows exactly the weight of the words he said. Therefore the word was endlessly and heavily uncut.

"Heading to Pheasant. Don't be shaken down, Dyke. '

"Aye, buddy."

"I'll take care of the directions, Brother"

What we saw when we arrived in Pheasant, it was a gift where Alan said. A ghost of a non-standard size was marching toward the town of Pheasant.

"This is another bad hobby present."

"If I were you, I'd return it immediately. ZE?

Dike and Mike throw up evil, right now, only one white elf man is resisting ghosts. I can confirm that he is releasing attack magic against the ghost's face diligently. But it's still far to cover.

"Dike, get ready."

"Aye! Please, the Great Sword of Sigurd!

A light gathers in Dyke's hand and forms a blade, which is what Sigurd's soul took shape. The sword of love that exorcises ghosts, the Great Sword of Sigurd. Other than me, Dyke is the only one who keeps him. Thus, Dyke is recognized by Sigurd as proof of his existence.

"Dude, are you out of magic? That white elf brother is out of breath!? '

As Mike reported, the white elf breathed on his shoulder and interrupted his attack magic. A huge ghost with reduced black smoke and secured vision drops his big foot toward him as he shows off.

At that moment, the figure of the white elf disappeared. The Great Ghost's feet stick straight into the earth and sink into it.

"Ha ha!? [Pitfalls]

I no longer thought he was using Ertina's small workmanship. I know because it's something I've been experiencing many times too, the nasty nature of that trap. The more I stood, the more I sinked, the more I suffered from the ingenious karakuri. But......

"Small, that makes it easy to get out of it"

"Watts? What!? OH, Jesus! I'm really getting out of this!

The big ghost slips out of the pit and swings his big fist down against the young man in the white elf. The young man thought he would make the momentary move he had shown earlier, activating the wind attack magic against himself and using the aftermath of the explosion to evade the attack. But he was slammed to the ground after being raised high by the wind pressure of the chase.

"Oh well, yabe!? I didn't even take the reception, D amateur!

Dyke is right, the young man slapped to the ground can't even move his blood reflexes. There the fist that stops the Great Ghost is swung up. At the earliest, there is no moment of respite.

"Dike, we're going in!

"Ooh!"

Fold the wings and take the staging of the assault, fast enough… only go after.

"Uhhhhh!!"

Vun!

The great sword of Sigurd emits a strong light and trembles the atmosphere. It turned out to be a special blow and cut off the Great Ghost's arm.

"Well, what are we going to do from here on out? The boulder has thick flesh and is not fatally injured."

"I only hit him once, then I'll have to poke a gap... but he still seems to be guarding and guarding him harder"

While swirling through the sky, he sees the gap between the great ghosts, so the battle became glued. The ability of a ghost to regenerate can prevent stiffening and activation with my properties, but its unusual endurance is difficult.

This is where I would like to call it the "Sound Ball of Atrocities", but due to the proximity of the town of Pheasant, I am concerned about the damage caused by the aftermath. My powers are basically indiscriminate and therefore difficult to use.

"Angry Dragon, I'll cover you! Look at the gap!

A red mass drew a different orbit and flew through the sky. That was too funny when it comes to flying, all startups don't hold your body straight ahead, what did you choose to fly like that with in mind?

"Red Leader, Engage!

"Green Reader, Engage"

"Blue Leader, Engage! Whoa, shoot me, shoot me, shoot me!

The warriors on the ground also shoot with ghosts on their skin that a red mass attacked the great ghost, and the ghost gives a bitter look to the attack. He doesn't seem to have fully defended himself because he's a one-armed man.

"Brother, this is your chance! Damage is accumulating on ghosts, we can take it down soon, so we'll put a stop to it!

"Okay. Dyke, are you ready!?

"... haha, I see. Dude, all we have to do is aim for the other arm, that's settled."

Dyke spoke in his own thoughts, turning his target into a ghost's remaining arm.

"How could that be?

"You'll see soon enough. You got to get over it. He's gonna fly, right?

Something I don't understand, but now I believe in Dyke and aim for the ghost arm. Eventually, a ghost pounded his knee and a great opportunity came. There's nothing to get lost in, I slip my wings toward the target.

"Shh!

The Great Sword of Sigurd, waved with the mood of tearing, still makes that blow special and succeeds in chopping off the fat arm of the Great Ghost. It was then, and I could understand what Dyke was saying.

"You kept me waiting, chicks!

It's a huge lion over the mountain and a mass of power enough to illuminate, a mighty force covering him makes it happen. When I realized that fact, I had to fear the samurai who manipulated the uninterrupted power.

"... who is it"

"Herculy Dale, the strongest fighter in Carnte Hill."

"Dale? Same last name as that lion boy"

"Oh, he's the father."

Is it still true? Most importantly, his father is more powerful than any other.

"The strong I should cross... the world is still wide"

"Wow, do I have to get over that? Crazy too, ZE."

Herculy moved, the atmosphere trembles along with it. No, wouldn't the atmosphere accept a lion shining in gold and stand around unhindered in his movements? That's all the wind pushes him, accelerating its speed of travel. The earth clears the way to ghosts by eliminating what will be his obstacle. That is as if the stars themselves were on his side.

A glow gathers in Herculy's fist, a force that cannot be misseen.

"Peach power gathers"

"Sugee...... are you collecting that yourself?

Blessings, those words come up behind my brain. This power, can never be mastered only by martial arts. Only those who have reached a frontier that cannot be reached by force alone or by thought alone can have it. I'm sure it's such a force. It's like...

"Are his men also carrying heavy loads?

That fist must be engraved with numerous wounds, thoughts that never go away. That's a bunch of memories of his life. There's only one emotion that springs up when you see it.

I want to cross fists with him, so much desire that other emotions seem impeccable.

"Imperial Fist of the Lion"

When he arrived beneath the ghost, he had finished his journey quietly and calmly enough not to let it be recognized. And Herculy gently releases her fists at the ghost. The act will be as if to give up a baby, a powerless fist that can't even kill a bug, something that everyone thinks it is. But that's just a matter of time before the fist hits.

We saw, the lion's fangs. That ghost of unusual endurance will be torn apart and devoured by its fangs. There is no anger, no hatred, no kindness, no mercy, there is only a clear will and consequence of 'crushing'.

A golden lion taking a palm stand toward a shattered, scattered ghost. He speaks out.

"When this depths are decided, the battle will be over. That is… the Lion King, settled"

At the same time that Herculy finished her talk, the Great Ghost turned herself into a grain of light and returned to the circle. He was right, this battle against the Great Ghost showed a settlement.