Kuro no Maou

"Burn and create me"

The first blow is Fiona. A streamlined chant is spun like singing.

As always, it is a sappy otherworldly language for me, but I've only been taught what it means before. So I could only understand what she was saying. It feels like I'm listening to western music with the lyrics all memorized.

I also went into preparation for my last launch as I sidelined the formation of a golden fireball on my favorite longscepter (staff), Ains Bloom, put up by Fiona.

"If you're going to shoot that big fat ass, it's not a waste of time to use one shot."

"Yes, now is the time to use it, sir! Come on, go ahead!

A chatty maid hands me a tentacle in my hand that I put up to get a glass of is a bullet. A warped form of bullet made of Throwsgill's fingers, which was a saving, should bring as much destructive power as you can call a real brace. Yes, let go of the old castle of Ischia, the braces of the Gleedgore and the same power.

That's why this blow is not called a 'charged particle cannon (plasma blaster)', but a 'charged particle dragon cannon (plasma brace)'.

If you use one shot here, the rest is five. Even if we shoot them all, we can't destroy the Golem. Well, you're gonna need to cool the shell at the point of a single shot, so I can't shoot you in a row if I want to.

Now focus on this blow without thinking about the rest of it.

I slowly and surely load the bullet in my hand into The Grid. Relax, while I resuscitate the explanation I received from Mr. Leggin into my brain.

Gatili, and made a mechanical noise, and the bullet of thunder was swallowed up by the heavy cannon of greed. Loading complete.

"Ultra-Electromagnetic Warhead (Gil Barrett) Load Confirmation! Twenty-four seconds to the energy critical point (full charge), so sooo!

Along with the sheep's announcement, "The Greed," which I set up, raises a giggly, roaring twinkle. The purple line running on the shell began to flash violently and repeatedly along with it.

It seems as if the skull of Slowsgill, housed inside a gritty box like this engine, is raising a voice of dissatisfaction with this critical exercise of magic. If it's really such a grudge festival, I don't mind asking for more. Just work.

"Create a sun with my name here"

Fiona's magic is finally complete at a time when the firing position over here is finally packed.

At the tip of the high cane is lit a golden fireball, five metres in diameter, compressed and trapped with enormous heat. If you look at the real sun up close, it must be like this, a swing that makes you think, and an overwhelming presence.

I feel adventurers and sparda soldiers unfolding around me attract attention unexpectedly. Most importantly, from Fiona, I don't even care about that kind of gaze, no, I wouldn't even notice the end of it.

"Okay, Mr. Chrono, Mr. Lily, I'll shoot you."

Fiona asks for final confirmation with her usual faceless expression, which she has never noticed anything about.

Which one to aim for and when to shoot. That substantive decision is left to Fiona, who is responsible for the first blow. Me and Lily only tap in continuously to go with it. So if she thinks it's "good," that's enough.

Me and Lily nodded back in silence.

"-" The Golden Sun (All Soleil) ""

"Product"

It was at the same time that Fiona threw the burning sun and Lily entered the chant.

Everyone on this scene, including me, is watching over Fiona's original magic (original) beyond the advanced release. But only Lily seemed so cool about her role that she seemed to be gauging the timing of the perfect pursuit.

Lily gripped with both hands to pray for 'Red Crystal Ball (Queen Beryl)'. Her clear blonde hair and a piece with shades of darkness and night were heavily flashed by the raging hot wind.

At this moment, Fiona's "Golden Sun (All Soleil)" exploded and landed.

The target is the one in line of ten planes, closest to the left wing of the north wing, the original position we're standing in. Make it a straight distance, roughly just over three hundred meters.

A golden fireball dancing through the universe drawing a relaxed parabola flew away to be sucked into a dull golem just one step at a time.

The sun struck the enormous enchanted golem, not even showing a bare gesture to avoid until the end.

So much so that there might be an avalanche, a stormy hot air and blast wind as it blasts into the mountains of Galahad.

In addition to the black smoke that sprays up like a mass, bright white vapor also occurs because it evaporates a thick layer of snow that spreads at your feet to the point where you can see the ground. Golem disappeared from enemies and allies by black and white eyelids.

But Lily seemed to lock on the target securely.

"-" Star Crash (Meteor Strike) ""

On the other side of the smoke and steam that I could stand in, I caught a glimpse of the violently bright seven-colored light - the moment I thought it might be - the roar of the tree spirits in the mountains again.

To the same explosion, the same burning heat. But this one is not condensed heat, but a giant bomb of light, with a rightly meteorite-like mass.

A mass of metal bumped into each other, sounding like a golden cut, and at the same time a huge explosion of light colored in seven colors blew the curtain of black smoke and steam.

"Oh... it's splendidly half-baked"

Again in sunny sight by the blast of "Star Crash (Meteor Strike)" is an enchanted golem that has lost its head and arms and turned into a black-burned scrap all over its body.

I didn't think I needed to shoot anymore, but I did see where I was going to take a step, even as I sprayed up the skank and black smoke. After all, Todome is here.

"Chrono, there's people riding around the middle of that chest. You must be the pilot."

From me, all I can see is a half-destructed body of golem, like the remains of a tower hit by a major fire, but I guess Lily can tell.

"I see, you mean a really giant robot, not a magical creature, not a self-sustaining weapon -"

Then surely, if you aim for the cockpit, you will have a special blow. Although it is a palpable weakness, the tip Lily shows is the hardest and thickest armored chest. Which way, you have to knock in enough attacks to make it devastating.

Anyway, now what the hell, no, if it's a robot, should I count it as one plane, it's destroyed.

"- Three, two, one! Energy Critical Point (Full Charge)! Shoot him!

"-" Charged Particle Dragon Cannon (Plasma Brace) "Fire!

The moment I pulled the trigger, I did see the same brilliance as the purple electricity runoff I saw in the old castle of Ischia.

A single shell in "Thunder Cannon Form (Mode Blaster Gill)" opened wide one step with a rattling noise so that Gleedgore could open that large mouth.

It opened up and down beautifully from the purple line running in the middle of the shell, changing into two rails, in all its near-future form. I can't believe this is really replicating the rail gun principle. Charged particle cannons are separate from electromagnetic projectile cannons in the first place.

Still, the rail-shaped deformed cannon body, capable of playing bees and violet electricity, unleashed a charged particle cannon that converged the magic of the lightning attribute, like the powerful beam weapon seen in the SF work.

To the dazzling emitted light, my vision disappears unexpectedly. But I keep setting my goals for sure, and Lily tells me to go for the cockpit and shoot out the light of destruction.

Until the moment when the tip of the thunderous light rushed through the void in a straight line pierced the Golem giant, it could be confirmed with this eye. With the flash that occurred at the time of the hit, the vision finally whites out.

"- Gu!"

More recoil than expected, rattling and arms, no, the whole body braces. Feels like my toes are still floating and I'm going to blow away.

Now I know exactly what it's like to have a grid gore hit a sand iron pile from your foot to the ground to secure it. I didn't know I was going to feel this recoil - I regretted my shallowness, but I managed to keep it down with strength.

As such, the firing time, which is only a few seconds but feels slightly longer, comes to an end. At the end of the day, welcoming the limits of control, the braces of thunder deviate as they strike through heaven. But the power of being able to stab a dotome in a half-life golem should have been given.

"Ha... what do you think..."

If you finish shooting, it's a flash of sight blocked. Immediately recovering vision saw the wreckage of the enchanted golem, with its torso further shredded, making a rusty noise and falling over the snow.

A giant of steel sank into the earth, sounding loud. One plane, destroy.

"Again, can you defeat me without hitting three shots"

"I don't have a choice, because I'm not just made of steel as I look."

It can be deduced that in modern times reinforced magic such as hardening (hard) is also applied on top of armor made of ancient metals that cannot be purified. That Golem plane could be harder than a bad fort. It's weirder to be able to destroy it individually.

Even though I know it is, Lily and Fiona, speaking pale, are somewhat dry, especially without remembering the emotion of overthrowing a giant ancient weapon. I was kind of, like, "Oh, I could really take it down, awesome!" and was secretly rising. Embarrassing.

"... so what do we do next?"

I didn't think anything of it either. I ask Cool to both of us while creating a targeted atmosphere. By the way, I have a no-plan. After that, we can only come up with a primitive tactic that is not even an operation: going directly to the main unit.

"Mr. Chrono, you have a good idea for me"

Fiona, whose confident atmosphere seeped out of its faceless expression, raised her hand small.

"Keep going and the rest of the golem will reach the wall, right?"

At the moment, only one of the planes we destroyed could be destroyed. Before the threat of this imminent giant, quite a few clustered attacks have been fired out of the walls… naturally, they have not been able to stop that step.

Heavy footprints continue to progress without precipitation, and it seems that it would be better if there were some scratches or burn marks on the body.

Even if you don't dare say it like Fiona does, everyone here will be feeling the arrival of the enchanted golem.

"Right. I don't have any weapons, so I'm sure he's going to beat me up and smash me like that."

It is a cheap attack with no twists, but with this decadence, even a mere punch is like a broken castle hammer. It should be seen as having as much destructive power as being drilled into the walls.

"When the Golem approaches the distance to slap the wall, it's your chance."

"I see, do you attract to the critical? So, what are we after?

"Yes, I'll jump on the golem there"

"... so?

"If you do it with Dawn properly after that, the golem will also be a baton"

What do you think, it would be a perfect operation. It is likely that such a voice of heart will be heard from Fiona stretching her chest.

I don't know what to say, Fiona's a brain muscle sometimes, I can't remember the feeling. Actually, I wonder how much crazier warrior qualities you have than I am.

"... look, Fiona, that's not what I call a" good idea ""

"Well, you should call it a genius operation,"

"No, it's not that direction. The other way around."

Why did you think I was being praised? Enough, I don't have time to be telling Fiona about my mutual incomprehension right now.

"Hey, Lily, what do we do? Soon the Golem will reach the walls."

"Yeah, but it's okay. I just came up with a good operation, too."

"Oh, it's a boulder lily -"

And, at the time of my praise, I hear you waiting. Needless to say, from the Great Witch Doctor.

"Oh, hey, Mr. Chrono? What about my brilliant operation?

"I'm sorry, Fiona, but it's a last resort"

"What is it?

"Anything."

"Well, if that's what you're going to say, you have no choice."

You must have some deep thoughts, and Fiona, who mistook me in the direction of the day after tomorrow, pulled back with a slight glance of anticipation at me.

It's strange, it's strange because the story goes smoothly. I still can't read Fiona's mind.

"So, what about Lily's operation?

In the wake of my hot gaze, Lily gave me an answer with a poor grin like a beautiful girl representative from another world.

"Well, I'm an operation to jump on the golem, too,"

"Oh, my God, so is Lily!

"Ugh, don't worry, Chrono, this has a proper continuation"

"Doing the right thing isn't wacky, is it?

"Yeah, it's a more definite and specific draft operation. Unlike Fiona, I wouldn't betray Chrono's expectations."

"You're rude, Mr. Lily. When the hell did I betray Mr. Chrono's expectations?

I'm dissatisfied, against the swollen Fiona, Lily continued her words with a cool face.

"In the meantime, shouldn't I close my eyes and ears before I explain?

"So is that."

Lily, who all of a sudden uttered suggestions as if they were just before the flash and acoustic bullets flew in at the same time, but I, like Fiona, can show understanding and convincing without asking deeply.

"Oh, it's about time you let go of the awesome."

As a matter of fact, from earlier on, I had sensed billowing and intense magic on my back.

Looking back, there is a huge heavenly guard of the Fortress of Galahad and four defensive towers poking towards heaven. A tremendous stream of magic gathers to the heavenly side of the tower whirling violently like a tornado.

In short, a Spartan royal magician in the defensive tower is trying to beat a blow from it. This would be the fateful attack of the Spartan army.

"Boulders, real fortresses are different -"

If only the village of Alsace was equipped with defensive capabilities even a tenth of the way here. I closed my eyes softly, thinking of such a useless thing. Over the sky, feeling a huge amount of magic blow up in a flash.