Kuro no Maou

"Thunder Demon King (Overaccelerator)"

Time stopped.

The more I feel that way, the sight that moves into my sight doesn't move like it's frozen.

Greedgore, and Totorosgill, would have seen the same still world. There is no such thing as seeing out a bullet aimed at the eye.

This is the third protection. The ability to stop time - not the strengthening of concentration.

In the Ischia war, Nell was asked to 'intensify concentration (Conces Boost)', but the effect was to increase the ability of the brain to perform surgical arithmetic when activating magic.

With increased concentration, it is possible to construct multiple surgical formulas in parallel processing, of course, to complete magic at high speeds. Simpler, it will also allow for a clearer and more precise portrayal of the imagination, the image, to enhance the magical completion.

That and another martial arts technique, made up of theories unrelated to complex arithmetic, has a technique called 'concentration (concentrations)' that increases abilities such as concentration, reflex nerves, motion vision, etc. to purely discern enemy movements.

This "Thunder Demon King (Overaccelerator)" demonstrates the ultimate ability to accelerate thinking, with both the magical "Concentration Enhancement" and Martial Arts "Concentration" effects.

But what I need now isn't just an eye to see through the attack, it's actually just an action to avoid.

In the stopped view, I can see that only the blade of Mithril Flamberge, which is swept away towards my neck, is slowly but surely moving. Just keeping your mouth shut is just postponing your time to death.

So move. Avoid. As far as power is concerned, no, beyond the limits of the flesh.

"Move!"

I meant to scream like that, but my voice never actually gets emitted as a sound. It must sound like the moment you de-concentrate this acceleration.

I can't shake my throat, and my body is still as stiff as this stopped world. It's like gold bondage.

Still move, you should be able to move. Slowsgill, who manipulates the greedgore, moved to show it.

It's a super-fast neurotransmission caused by powerful lightning attributes that forces the body to move.

"Move!

Slightly, the body leans back.

It was stiff, unscrupulous, and still, it did move, as if the joints all over my body had rusted.

The approaching blade is already cut ten centimeters to contact.

Not yet, not enough. I haven't escaped the trajectory of just slitting my throat buddha deep enough.

More, move more. I don't mind falling back like that. As long as I raise this blow, I don't care what happens later!

"Move, yeah, yeah, yeah!!

Again, the world moves.

Heard my screams echoing in the arena, along with the dull pain that hit the hard ground with my back.

What I see in my eyes is a silver trajectory drawn where my neck was until a moment ago. Evasive success.

"Howitzer shelling (grenade burst)"

I don't see an undead knight on my back, but standing right in front of me is no different. This close range, shoot and you'll always hit it.

Eat it, you grenade. I created it in parallel with my dodging.

Release a shell with a black scorching heat from the fingertips of your right hand toward the enemy that will be there.

Big explosion that winds up at zero distance. Vision is dark, heaven and earth are inverted.

"- Hey!"

The blast is strong enough to gently blow my body away, but the heat is blocked by The Protector of Pale Flames (Nanablast Amulet).

I dance through the universe like I'm trapped in a swirling turbulence, but I'm not nervous enough to fall back and forth unconscious to this extent.

Gently twist yourself back into position and land before following the end road that crashes against the wall like Kai. I got on one knee. Yeah, well, that's not going to be gorgeous.

"I'm surprised. I didn't know you could avoid it."

When I get down on the ground and put my sight back in front again, the flames are just clearing up.

What you hear from beyond the thin, lingering black smoke is the voice of the first girl you hear. In fact, it is the knight of the Mithril Armor who stands before me.

"This way, I didn't expect to be prevented"

Howitzer shelling (grenade burst) unleashed on the counter feeling from dodging, but the knight was guarding with a small shield (buckler) worn on his left arm.

A shield of Holy Silver (Mithril), just like the sword and armor, but blackened with coal, it loses its silver glow. Conversely, the effect of the blast was just that dirt, indicating that no damage had passed.

I see, you're not just saying that you're expensive equipped, but that you have the specs you deserve.

No, I don't care about that. What really needs to be concerned is something else.

"So, what the hell is this unintentional hit?

Yes, the undead knight who unleashed a blow that could kill me without joking, its principal, Saphir Marya Hydra. It's her sincerity.

"You were the one who told me to call you to kill you, weren't you?

You idiot, that's what I said to Helen and Kai. Obviously it was in game mode. Will it be adapted to you?

Well, how can you say, "I'm very hungry, but what is it? But if you look at Saphir's face with a smile that says," I'm not serious enough to tell you.

"Isn't it just too bad how many nobles can commit murder within a seminary (like this)?

"To stop the vicious rapist, to help his dear companion. I can do as much as I want to."

You demon. I've been called a demon by crusader soldiers, too, but after all, it's these cunning guys who deserve the demon's name.

Being evil in my heart doesn't change the fact that I look like a villain in the situation.

Helen still mesmerizes the devastated SS in the corner of the arena. And as a new victim of the Mad Warrior, there's a fallen Kai on the ground.

Wow, seriously, it's a nightmare, this sight.

"So you're seriously going to kill me in this place?

"No, I'll stop it. It's silly to fight you from the front - repatriation (reverse)"

As if to prove that he was already unwilling to fight, Saphir dispersed my (Simobe) undead knight, the necromancer, from the scene.

Immediately above the helmet where you can see the face of the scythe, a magic formation is drawn with a shining purple line. Then this again erupts purple poisonous smoke. Purple smoke entwined into the armor helmet of the Holy Silver (Mithril), as if it had the will, completely covering its silver glow.

And in the next moment, the purple smoke to the magic formation had disappeared so that it could be inhaled, and the undead knight who should have been there had also disappeared neglectfully. It was a strange repatriation technique, as if it had dissolved in smoke and flown away together to the other side of the magic formation.

Oh, my God, not if I'm impressed.

"This one almost got me killed. You think I'm gonna miss it just because I don't feel like it?

"If you're seen attacking an irresistible, beautiful girl, I'm really sorry about your misunderstanding, right?

"Well, that's a misunderstanding... you knew from the beginning that I was innocent, you"

There was no need to make excuses from the beginning. But even if I wanted to make excuses, I didn't have time to.

Nevertheless, I am quite confident that I will point to myself and naturally say beautiful girls. Well, I regret that I can't deny it head-on.

With Saphir's beauty at the edge of my sight, I look lightly around Arianna. Again, no one. There is no sign of a new intruder.

"You guys, weren't you watching it all from where I got tangled up with these guys?

"I just got back from school after lunch. If I'd seen it from the beginning, that idiot would have popped up before SS was wiped out."

"It appeared at a convenient time."

"Princess Nell, the SS sold a fight to the Black Nightmare Mad Warrior (Nightmare Berserker), and it's already making a scene."

Oh, seriously? I can't help but think that I almost gave it back.

No, but, well, if you were inside this arena (Coliseum), you wouldn't know what's going on out there. I used to deal with them one by one at a time at a time, so it's been there for a while.

Perhaps all the free men with full wild horse guts are gathering around. If there's any trigger, soon they'll come in an avalanche.

If SS is telling me that they sold me a fight, the misunderstanding seems manageable, but when they see me getting serious and killing Saphir, that's another problem. Unfortunately, can't we get any more help here?

"Try to kill me, let me know why"

"Yeah, right. You can at least tell me that."

Saphir lifted her distinctive purple hair before mouthing the rest.

"- You used Purple Crystal Eyes."

The demonic eye behind the glasses glowed demonically... I felt like it.

"The world seems to tell me that I beat up and killed Gleedgore, but I dropped my neck because of the crystallization (crystallization) of" Purple Crystal Eyes (Amethyst Gays) ". It's obvious from the cross section."

No, I'm not using it, I don't know how to escape. Most of all, I don't think this cunning corpse psychic (Necromancer) can be deluded with such naive excuses.

"So what, Hydra, are you trying to tell me that your pride was hurt by the use of your proud demon eye for adventurer flair?

"No way, I wouldn't be serious about this for the noble pride."

No, I don't know your personality.

"A little, maybe not enough words. The problem is that it's not just the use of demonic eyes, it's in the original owner. If you won the Curse Gladiator Games (Curse Carnival), you'd be asking about their names, wouldn't you?

By the back of my brain is the figure of a man who shines his demonic eyes and screams and goes mad. It can't be forgotten either.

You mean Sayid.

Big win, but Saphir laughs niggardly and evil.

"I've met Uncle Said before. When I was just a kid, it was only once."

I see, was it your uncle's relationship with your niece? It's the same clan called Hydra, so naturally there's some connection, but I definitely assumed Sayid was a living figure a long time ago.

I don't know the detailed appraisal results of Sayid's Devil's Eye, and I didn't catch a glimpse of some of the memories that lived like a curse or a bad diet.

But that's all I can say with confidence.

"It's not the wacko I killed. At the time of the match, Sayid was the only undead on his neck"

"I know you do. I've followed a foolish end to being deceived by a dirty whore and banished from my clan and killed by that woman."

Oh, that's what Sayid's past was all about!? Wow, what do I do, I'm starting to hate to see some amazing appraisal results. I think I'll just leave it like this...

"Then resent the murderer's woman. It's none of my business."

"Yeah, right. Sure, I have no grudges against you personally, but I can't stand the fact that you continue to have Uncle Said's demonic eyes."

"Sayid's Devil's Eye was crushed when defeating Gleedgore"

The "Purple Crystal Eye (Amethyst Gays)" that hit my neck muscle, I lost it as it was. As a thing, it doesn't change that it's a single eye. Must have been crushed by the flesh of a collapsed rock. Neither rediscovery nor reuse is possible.

"It was both eyes that awoke. Then there's one more thing left, isn't there?

Shit, I knew I couldn't mislead you.

Indeed, only one bottled demon eye remains in my shadow space (shadowgate).

"If you give it to me as an adult, I'll miss you, though?

"Ten million clans loaded, I'm not willing to give in."

I didn't know it was the first time I earned it that I "should sell off this nasty stuff," but if it actually works, the perception will change.

This demon eye is dangerous, but it can be used. That is the power that may work for the Apostle. It's so easy to let go.

"Yes, too bad. Well, if I get another chance, I'll go for it, so it'll help if you stay alert."

A dark smile that can be both a joke and a serious one. Seriously, give me a break...... yes, one more question comes to mind.

"You're so stepwise to stick to relatives you only met once."

I am here while denying myself the pride of the aristocracy. I wonder if that means you have strong feelings for the clan.

"Besides, if you take away my parents' evil eyes, I'm not gonna take them back."

Saphir with eyes somewhere frightened. It's kind of terribly uncomfortable, even though it's not emitting crystallization rays.

"You're blunt."

"Huh? What, all of a sudden"

"Speaking of which, your party members are a combination of rumored fairies and witch girls... hehe, you're going to have a hard time, aren't you?

"Extra help."

"Ugh, well, fine. If you're so blunt, I'll let you know for sure. Uncle Sayid..."

Her face she talks about seems to be enjoying herself everywhere, with a happy grin. A face that can undoubtedly be described as beautiful, but that smile must not feel like a 'shade' that makes the beholder wary.

Intuitively. She said she was crazy somewhere.

- He's my first love.

I honestly pull a little off wanting the eyeball of a thinker. But I was convinced.

Just saying there's nothing more to talk about, to Saphir, who shows his back defenselessly and just starts exiting, I certainly didn't ask anything.

Can I leave your buddy Kai behind, and there are some parts of me that wonder, but I still don't say anything to her. No, I can't tell you.

"Shit... Was the shielding trigger tight three times in a row on the boulder..."

Unforceful arms, blurring joints, blurring vision. An extra victory turns around, to a spicy victory of full creativity.

If a new intruder shows up now, my destiny will run out there.

So there's only one choice I can make here.

"All right, let's go home"