Kuishinbo Elf

Light and flame reject each other, increasing their power as they involve themselves around them. The guts that have been propping me up begin to raise their pitiful voices, "Fuki-kun, fuki-kun," to the impending power and power that I don't know when it will end.

It is imperative that you defeat the roots up here, and you should never choose a cheap choice.

Nonetheless, my weak heart whispers superb sweet words only this time. Manage to stop the rare beast heart that begins to shake with gras in its words. This isn't a battle.

But the hard ones are the same over there. I told myself that I wasn't the only one suffering, and I scolded my weak heart.

Then, since then, has the weak mind reflected or ceased to set up sweet temptations?

Well, I'm just saying I'm running out of room for that. Somebody help me!

But what guts. As it is, we are likely to lose the competition without joking. We have to do something.

But when I get here, I can't do anything about it because the rest is an extremely simple construct that it's better to win if you simply don't give up.

If we're going to change this situation, it's a third-party intervention... I don't think you're here!

"Ertina, more sanity and peach power!

"Ooh... I can't supply you any faster"

Indeed, my divinity can be infinitely created by its properties. But the rate at which that power is supplied is, in fact, much slower than peach power. It's peach power that can unleash explosive power.

The insane person walks relaxed, grandpa, peach power runs ravenously, and so on.

But at the worst possible time, the accident, my body was going to bicker and start shrinking again.

This is not good for boulders, something...... I need to look for some kind of disequilibrium cutting!

Eventually, the equilibrium collapsed. It was an unexpected and unexpected force that made it possible.

Not yet... you're not coming this way.

There's no way I can forget, the voice of another enemy.

Was his power creeping up when he was deprived of his abilities and reclaimed? I don't know that.

But it would break this situation, it was certain that a third party existed in my soul.

The red and black glow of ghost power explodes with batin in my soul. That was the cut that upset all the equilibrium.

The conflicting forces that interact with each other while drawing spirals, here the forces of the shadows and the yangs combined to regain their original appearance.

It was a force that transcended even divinity, a force that could be described as the reason of the world.

"Uhhhhh!"

Screaming, I pour my own thoughts and will into [Fire Fixture Soil].

"You can't lose, you can't lose! More, more power! [Fire and earth]!

A crack runs through the body of Pakipaki and [Fire Apparatus Soil], and he still focuses on it without a problem.

"This is what you think, and the power... what a passion! Hang on to my name and let it stand!

The flames erupted from the cracks running into [Fire Additive Soil] and became true. Was it a sword at the earliest? Maybe I should say a stick of fire rather than a sword.

"Not yet, it's not over!

The opposing sigurd has also given off an additional glow. I can see his soul weakening proportionally.

"Oh... my God! The brilliance of the Brother will hold the soul of the Brother!

Mike's voice is shaking as a mess. I mean, I guess that's what this move is all about.

It's the ultimate in abandonment, a special attack that you can't use again and again in your life. I have used it against me many times without sparing it.

I've never been more honored, that's why... I'm beyond you!

Despite the screams that don't scream, and the brilliance and heat, and the sights that even at the end of the world seem to see, there's only one thing we think of each other.

Grab the victory.

The blow that carried each other's intentions, thoughts and dreams vanished into the flash.

As a result... my scorching sword tore another true promised child, Sigurd, into two pieces and put an end to this battle.

The fiery sword that served broke from its roots, causing its red body to lie on the earth. At the same time, the earth of fire escaped from my body and returned to heaven.

Even though it is because of the end of the divine descent, and the intense tiredness that strikes us, we cannot fall yet. I have a duty to see the end of the sigurd.

My whole body hurts, this is partly because my body is scratched, but the most important reason is because of the strain on my soul that did not [divine descent]. Because "divine descent" is the depths of Peach Tenma in the first place, the load is not half viable when performed in a normal peach state.

Then the answer is still simple as to why you haven't been a peach heavenly woman since the beginning. Because instead of benefiting from huge peach power and reduced peach fairy loads, Peach Tenma will have her physical abilities reduced to below the fucking Zakona Mekji level.

In the first place, the peach lady is a rear support type, and she is a peach user with escorts. In a one-on-one Tyman, like this one, it takes only two seconds before the battle begins to go into the afterlife. I'm not allowed to do that!

I approached the sigurd as I dragged my hard to move right leg. He burns out his left half and is a bug breath. If you are a concurrent creature, you are in an instant state of death, but still living would still be something like Sigurd.

I'm sorry, that's about all I've got left to say.

"Brilliant..."

"Sigurd......"

A golden dragon that opens its eyes thinly, still has life flowing out of him. I get my hands on the tragedy. Sigurd, however, shook his head slightly and refused to do so.

"Then no... then no"

"Sigurd...... but!

"You are... a winner. And... and what this battle means... let's understand."

I was ready, I should have. I'm about to come here and shake my mind. Jin and I couldn't help but lean over.

"Turn forward, Ertina, and show me the winner's face..."

Sigurd's words, many more will not be able to speak. I'm stunned by my fine, powerless voice, but I look up and show him my face. The recoil that raised my face spills the drops that were accumulating in my eyes.

"Good face... beat me, winner"

It's a lie, you really don't see anything anymore. There was no glow in Sigurd's eyes already, just a vain eyeball there. But I don't lean down anymore.

Because I realized that I was rude to the person I fought with my life on my hands.

"Sigurd... I spent half my life on you"

"... me too... me too... because I beat you"

It was already that far away when we broke up. A peach glow spills from the golden dragon, and after taking the shape of an immature fruit and obtaining an entity, it rolls powerlessly to the ground. Soul separation.

"Brother! Why!?"

"... what may have happened... as it is, I will take you with me"

"I told you I don't mind!!"

"Heh heh... you are... weird. Slowly sleepless."

Sigurd smiled calmly. But now, my breathing is disturbing and I'm bleeding a lot from my mouth. There's only a few hours left.

I've seen a lot of lives. The time left in the sigurd.

"Thank you...... Mike. I'm so glad you and I... had a dream... chase."

"Brother! Brother......!

Whimpering leaks from immature fruit rolling on the ground. But how can I speak to him? I'm the one who took his unchanged partner from him.

Eventually, the golden flesh of Sigurd begins to unravel into particles of light. That meant the beginning of the ritual. Winners eat losers [wild battle]. The loser dedicates himself to the winner.

"Sigurd, I was walking this far because you were here!

I spoke as if squeezing everything out. I spinned the words no matter what my voice turned over or did. Because this is the last word that Sigurd can convey within his life.

"Thank you, my enemy! Your dream is... I'll take over! I can't beat anyone anymore!!"

With that word my body floated in the universe fluttered in a pale glow. loose, loose, and up into the sky. And that rise stops. There's only one thing that shows.

"You, be my flesh and walk with me! [True/Soul Fusion]!

The sigurd of the Garndragon turns itself into a particle of light, drawing a spiral to envelop me.

Warm, and how powerful. The brilliance was precisely a clear representation of his life. The spiral of light sparked a flash of light as if it illuminated the world, entering my soul.

Thoughts, determination and dreams that I didn't see in conversation with him are conveyed. That's because I'm eating Sigurd's soul.

I was able to get here because I had a sigurd. I had a goal called Sigurd, so I could make an effort. It was because of him... that I understood the importance of my people more than anyone else.

Thank you, Sigurd. I'm so glad I met you...

Me too, Ertina. Oh... your soul is... warm...

That's my last conversation with Sigurd. It was the last word of Han, who fought with his life at stake.

Sleep, my enemy Sigurd, to heal that wounded soul.

The spiral of light eats all of it at me and loses its shine. All that remains is remnants of the battle. A place formerly known as Mowsink Hill.

Three dummy jewels, which were in the testament of the original dragon by making a sound with pakiri, are scattered and a true gem emerges.

Orange gemstones, and green gemstones, and in the middle of the pendant… are big gemstones that shine in gold. But the gem in the center is losing its brilliance and feels no power whatsoever. I could also feel it as if I was asleep.

"Tompe, Dear Greonome... Welcome back"

[True/Soul Fusion] with Sigurd also resulted in taking in Lady Ng Pei and Lady Greonome that he had taken in. Here, I became a true [Promised Child].

"Ugh... Ugh..."

Spilling tears, if one drop flows, there will be no more stopping. I lost too much of what was important at once. The battle is over, recognising its magnitude again and hurts as if the heart were to be decided.

"There's no need to indulge anymore, Ertina."

Towya gave me an excuse. There's no way I can stand it anymore. I cried out loud.

I cried as much as I wanted, as if I were going to exhaust all the tears I shed in my life.

On this day, I became the true [son of the true promise of Carnthehill].