Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

The original undead produced by the Necromancer can be divided into four types, he said.

Bone man (skeleton) produced from bone.

Dead meat man (Fresh Man) produced from meat.

Evil spirits created from souls (Reis).

The rotten corpse moves the rotter (zombie).

But not all the way ahead of the mutation from there.

Undead's hierarchical mutation is the evolution of orientation incorporated by the Necromancer.

Unhooded and exposed, the body consisted of dry bones and skin. Suspicious light shining in the orbit on black, dry skin.

It was also in the Undead drawings I once stole from Lord's Mansion. The mutant system of bone people.

Unlike the skeleton knight (Skeleton Knight), which Lord used to serve, a bone that was once inclined to lead a demon transcended death and gained additional power.

Warcraft Instructor (Richie).

Magic is powerful. Even when used by humans, it becomes a thousand forces of war. What happens when the undead get that power...

Their appearance is not suitable to be confused with humans. The dangers of vampires also take into account the fact that they are disputed by people.

With that in mind, they may exceed vampires if they are purely capable of combat, rulers of Naruto.

Feel the power. A powerful force of death that overwhelms me, the same undead.

The most powerful magic in the body is greater than any surgeon I've ever seen.

Is this the king of the dead? No - no. At best, it would be a handkerchief.

If you can use Necromancer magic, you should use it first.

I trembled and roared in the night.

He deserves vigilance. I even consider running away.

But I did see it in the pain. [M]

Terrible transcendent of death in front of you. That it contains very slightly different emotions in its radiant orbit.

There is no will or emotion in the lowly undead. But not the monster in front of you. Hatred of the living and at the same time highly intelligent.

Change standing position. Check your feet.

He narrowed his eyes and looked down at the monster in front of him, feeling the centipede clinging to the corner of his body leaving.

"You, are you afraid of me?

"Huh... bullshit!

Senri, I'll take care of this.

Blessings have a powerful effect on the undead, but they don't mean they can nullify attack magic. A powerful magician is a bit of a nasty opponent for humans.

I don't need a response. She knows what to do.

"My name is... Avicode. He who subordinates himself to the Great King and receives blessings of darkness. Let me show you, young man."

Richie, who named Avicord, raises her arm. Space appears distorted by the swirling magic. I jumped into it.

discomfort that makes the skin all over the body squirm. I can see the swirling flow of magic disturbing a foreign body named me.

Abikode quickly lowers back and avoids forefoot twitching. Apparently, his physical abilities are monstrous, too.

Kill this one before they see us through.

It's not something I know when the Luffreys are going to hit me by surprise. You shouldn't use too much transformation either.

Lord's voice echoes in my head.

"You're in such pain, don't move."

The pain was my friend.

I never wanted to experience it again, but from the time I fell asleep in my lifetime, that's all that made me feel alive.

Just move your body forward. Use your whole body to ramble and disrupt the place. Just be careful not to step through the ground.

No matter how immortal the body is peppered, it will die. Or shall I bite him to pieces?

The rubble hits my head, but I don't care. Avicord moves beyond people, but not as far as I am. I don't even seem to have the strength.

I'm more - definitely more advantageous.

"Acro Griddade, Darkness, Come"

Avicord chants as he lowers back. Magic requires concentration. Sometimes the undead exert their horrible powers as magicians, or because they are dull in pain.

The change was a moment. I could play the swirling magic. The darkness that has stained out of nowhere fills the space.

The moonlight you plug in can't strip it off either. The load groans small.

"Hmm... it's old magic"

But I can see it.

Lord didn't tell me to be on guard.

Vampire eyes break through the darkness. We can't talk about the seeds that live in the night that can't even see the darkness.

In the spread darkness. Head to the clearly visible Avicord and wave your nails down.

But he swung it down as hard as he could, and Avicord avoided it by going back again.

Do not rinse as is, swing your forelegs down continuously. Shake it down. Shake it off. Rotate and tap your body. Open your jaw wide and bite.

The rubble has no taste, even if it has teeth. I threw up. [M]

Avicord stood flat in the rubble.

Avoided with minimal movement. It's not magic. Neither Centigrade nor this will be able to avoid it vividly.

There is no fatigue, but the pain is bright in front of me.

"Phew, phew, for your age, great"

"Ag gal der Garm. King of the Underworld - Wind of Corrosion"

Air exploded around Avicord. Awesome rotten odor spreads all at once. The magic running that fills the air reminded me of the great river currents once held by Cenri.

I don't mind moving on. My body tingles and hurts, but I don't care to scratch my forelegs off the side.

Abikode's reaction was delayed for the first time. That eye distorts in amazement, and for the first time, my attack hits that body.

The recoil that came back to my hand was heavy I don't think I punched that skinny body.

Avicord blows up, near being slammed against the wall, changing posture and landing on the wall. There seems to be little damage.

But I see it.

Evasion. Using magic, evading. Probably sensing the air flow and pushing the body with magic.

My movements are quite fast and intense, but not against the laws of physics.

Did I say wind to Willow?

Is it because the recoil returned was so heavy that it is also protected by magic?

You don't seem invincible, but you're about to break a bone. I'm not a boner, though.

A skilled magician who tried easily to repel my attack told me to throw up, however.

"Guh... stupid... corrosive wind, deactivated!? No way, the magic resistance is rising!?

'Naturally. This end is - the crystal of wisdom. Have it with your antiques, I'm in trouble'

Looks like a load.

I was just planning on making it a new flesh, and I guess I was really doing everything I could.

"Could it be a coincidence? Try shooting again, seniors."

"Gu............ Agra gal ede riselle loggias grissin -"

"You can't do that."

Magic is tied to rules, unlike curses.

Basically, it seems as powerful as it is if you need to be prepared. So the longer the spell chant, the stronger it is.

I put my strength on four legs and jumped up into space.

Was it unexpected behavior, Abikode's chant breaks for a moment?

Above. If they read the air flow and avoid it, the attack from the side is bad. You can crush it from the top.

Regardless of one arm, if you attack extensively, you can avoid it.

"Though I will wrap my tongue around your fighting spirit... are you stupid?"

I say as if the load was frightened.

As I broke through the high ceiling and jumped up, I greeted the full body press from directly above the Avicord.

§

I manage to get out of the basement and back to the ground.

What was playing out in front of the Luffreys was the eating between the two monsters.

The earth shakes and the air trembles.

Intense darkness, obviously not natural, with powerful magical signs.

Repair countless powerful attack magic and be the most alert Warcraft Instructor (Richie) for the Knights of the End crusade.

Vampires (vampires) who repair multiple peculiar abilities and cannot be killed despite clear weaknesses.

The way the two powerful demons, which should hardly exist by the activities of the Knights of the End, competed, gave a sense of the coming of the Dark Age.

Light sheds darkness. Even if the opponent is in character, the Knights of the End won't lose so easily.

But it's just hard to deal with two decent guys on top of not having all the members.

Ruffrey, who was controlling the blessing and lurking herself, lays down her shoulders.

"The power of death is too great. You're a tough guy."

"Damn, we've finally arrived."

What I missed was a failure. Whatever it is, it should have been destroyed then.

End growth was well above the Luffreys. That vampire is no longer as demonic as dealing with him one-on-one.

It is unexpected that Cenri has not yet limited the end, nor has he imitated the end in such a way that it is limited.

Even if I had memories, is it extra rational to endure the blood-sucking impulse for a long time?

The end is strong. Centrifuges are also strong. It's impossible to move things forward by empowering the two of us.

"If that vampire dies, he'll wake up Cenri too"

Nevila tells me to throw up. That rugged gaze was geared towards a huge beast and turned end.

The war situation was antagonistic. The life force of the immortal outweighs all creatures.

Magic doesn't work on vampires, but it's also hard to kill with the help of Richie, who protects herself with magic. Dawn is still far away.

The attack by the blessings of the Luffreys should pass, but the accumulated power of death was too strong to purify.

So Ruffrey, who kept his mouth shut, opens.

"But that's not where we should think right now. Nevila."

"... chip. I know. That weird force, right?

A swollen force in front of the Luffreys fighting underground.

It was a tremendous power of darkness, as never before seen by even the Luffreys, who had been relative to various demons.

Now the tremors of the earth have also subsided, but the thread of sensation by blessing clearly captures the power of tremors to fetal motion just below the ground.

If the total amount of force alone is enough, adding two monsters in front of you is still not enough.

If the last word released by End were true, End would have been trying to stop its resurrection.

I don't think monsters do justice, etc., but if Cenri is acting together, it also adds credibility.

End of the line is a problem, but if you get caught up in it and throw you out, you're disqualified as a guardian.

"The Phantom Demon King, or..."

"I really don't know about undead. Cockroaches."

The power is still about to come to an awakening. But not completely.

I don't know what sorcery that awakening is due to, but the Phantom Demon King should once have been completely destroyed by the Knights of the End.

There is a process for resurrection no matter how shabby the undead. There's still time. And even with the resurrection, it shouldn't be complete.

It is a testament to the fact that Richie, who would be under his command, is still fighting an unfavourable opponent with no magic.

I don't have time to rebuild my attitude. If we miss it now, it will be a major disaster.

The Luffreys just followed the end, but this is - a one-of-a-kind opportunity.

Still immobile, Ritchie stabs him in the gap distracted by the end.

The Knights of the End have their specialty by the squad. Led by the Ephe of Destruction, the Luffreys excel in release-based attacks.

Its final form is the annihilation of everything with light (Photon Delhito).

So, there was a voice coming from behind.

Voices that have acted together for a long time and have had no days to remember in the last few months.

It sounds cold, and the voice of a sweet girl everywhere its fruit.

"Luffrey, Nevila. Everything, blow it up. Gather your strength on me."

"Okay."

"Chip."

I expected it, so no surprise. She is not the kind of person who can see this state of affairs.

I don't need any extra words. Forget the certainty for a while.

Because the Knights of the End exist to save the world. The origins and ideas of the members vary, but that alone remains the same.

And there's a reason why powerful end knights, even on single rides, act together in multiple people.

Some Dark Families have an overwhelming power over the End Knight as well.

But the darkening light will shine even more powerful if it is bound.

Cenri pulls out his sword and sets it up perfectly. To the left and right of it, Luffrey and Nevila follow, respectively.

Blessings poured in. The power of three gathers at the tip of the sword. The power of blessing gathered in one place was shining as if it were the sun.

The giant of the end is pushed away. From underneath, Richie crawls out. But it's too late.

Were you going to use even defensive magic, shaken up cane, the end smashing it with your front leg?

- And the light was emitted.