Kuro no Maou

"-" Charged Particle Cannon (Plasma Blaster), "Fire"

A runoff of wild purple electricity strikes the looming Crusaders.

The Charged Particle Cannon (Plasma Blaster), fired from a height of fifty meters above the ground, is like a thunder that rightly falls from heaven. No, the spearhead of a lightning strike with such tremendous power as to bind that 10,000 lightning bolts away the heavy knight (Armor Knight), who had set up a great shield (Tower Shield) to prepare for the interception of the enemy.

At the moment of the landing, caught in a swirl of light, they would have activated defensive martial arts to protect themselves. But the guard of the heavy knight, who utterly proclaims to prevent any slaughter, spike, and, at the end of the day, heat or lightning strike, is irresistible before this blow.

The downpouring thunderlight of ruin stops only for a moment, before the resistance of the knight of steel - but in the next moment, both screaming and life disappeared beyond the glowing purple power.

Toxic and then vibrant purple lightning wears a thick snow-covered earth by the enormous amount of heat it holds. On a white snowfield, vertical letters depict traces of black destruction.

The white vapor that sprays up not only evaporates the moisture of the snow, but also evaporates countless white armies, which seem to be the total amount of the dead. Even a heavy knight with the greatest defense as a soldier can only endure it for a few moments. If you're just an infantry, there's really no way to make it, but you stay ravaged by the thunder of anger.

Thus, Chrono's "Charged Particle Cannon (Plasma Blaster)", as seen, deeply devoured the Crusaders' line with overwhelming destructive power.

"What a power..."

Ultimately, Ellywood accidentally snapped that way when it hit the triple protection (Tri-Shield) deployed by enemy sorcerer troops, its overlapping defensive magic communes, which were finally offset by a blast and blow up.

Ellywood, a deputy captain of the Spartan Army Fourth Corps "Gladiators," was originally a veteran of the King's First Corps "Braveheart," the most elite of the Spartan Army, whose history can be seen by everyone at Spartans.

The power to do him like that and honestly admire him. Rank 5 The position of Adventurer is not Dada. Well, it would be a right nightmare for an enemy to be attacked like this.

I'm glad he's on my side. Good thing he's in a closed space in this junction. On his patrol of the Black Gods, Ellywood finally took a step on the path of death, as he gave thanks.

"- Assault No No!!

With a brave and courageous ambition, a Spartan army heavy-duty infantry lined up in the front row and an adventurer running behind it.

Their starting point is not the passage on the walls, but in front of an already blocked hole. Whether it's supposed to be a scaffold or something, it could have been arranged here in advance using the giant staircase of the cathedral junction (sanctuary) that the enemy deployed to overcome the walls.

The position of the hole in the wall is like 15 meters from the ground. If a large adult rushes out in momentum, the distance you can get down in no time.

Altogether, less than a hundred assault troops, but because of the small number, we were able to jump quickly into the breakthrough that Chrono had shot out. Fortunately, after the "Charged Particle Cannon (Plasma Blaster)", of course, the snow around it has evaporated and the runnable dirt ground has been stripped out. The giant Taurus, who slept like a mountain in front of him, was also made to realize that a fierce hot air had blown through him so much that he would also be exposed about half way.

Above all, what eloquently tells the story of its destructive power would be that the line on the ground, which was directly hit, is red-hot like a magma, and the shadow that existed there is completely extinguished and the void is open.

Those who have barely managed to escape direct strikes are the only ones left with armor and limbs that have barely kept the prototype. Scattered in black with skunks, they are nothing but objects to intersect the misery of this space more.

The Crusaders also seemed frightened by such a hellish painting made in an instant, but if they had put up their ambitions and dared to assault the Spartan army in front of them, they would not have been able to shudder at the boulders forever.

The white wave moves again. Brave and resolute, but overwhelmingly to swallow the enemy of the oligarchs.

"Ha, ha, ha!

With a spear in his right hand, Ellywood poked a crusader infantry who appeared to bravely stop him from going. Not one, but two together.

Vermillion Pillum, a scarlet spear dedicated to the "Braveheart" crew, made of the same Armadite Ore and Holy Silver (Mithril) composite alloy (Union Metal) as the armored helmet that they put themselves together, the human body, of course, penetrates through pieces of paper, such as clams, which are just iron.

This wave, which has no additional ability to attack magic, but has increased its purely spear function to the extreme, makes it a more reliable partner in a harsh battlefield and no more. The tip doesn't lose sharpness no matter how many people poke at it, and the pattern doesn't break even if it takes a slash and a blow.

As the bloody tip is pulled out of the soldier's chest, the golden circular shield (round shield) 'Golden Torus' is protruded in a flowing motion. A shield bash rolled out with a powerful step gently blew out two bodies of soldiers who had just turned into obstacles.

But Ellywood didn't wave his shield just to purposefully blow up the corpse in his way. It is our destiny to prevent the Mage Squad from attacking fireballs, which have flown with the momentum of a rough eagle striking from the front to the prey.

"Ha ha! Warm wow!!

Break the blasting flames and smoke that blow through and the intact heavy-duty infantry runs through.

Ellywood is not the only one who carried out the magic of the flaming attack that killed him. Other heavily armed infantrymen pushing simultaneously fired fire arrows (Ignis Sagitta) without breaking the line were also successful in rolling out their shields at the same time and guarding the whole thing.

It is above all this collaboration that counts in the heavily armed infantry unit, while also gaining the strength of the individual. Roll out your spears at the same time, sharpen your enemies on the surface, and also, at the same time, shield yourself and your neighbors.

The shield of heavier infantry than the founding of Sparda is a large circular shield (round shield). The style of holding a spear on your right hand and a shield on your left remains unchanged.

This shield is certainly huge, but I can't cover the right half of my body with a spear any more than I can stand with one hand. Instead, the left side can be slightly spared. Now protect the empty right side of your left neighbor's crew. Most importantly, only the rightmost person has no shield to protect his right half, so the most powerful person in the unit is in charge. Lighthand Glory, a special gauntlet with a large plate on the right shoulder, is also allowed to be equipped for those at the right end in order to consolidate the defense of the right half at all costs. Flip it, and whoever wears this gauntlet will bear witness above all that is powerful. As the name suggests, I'm grabbing glory with my right hand.

That golden honor shines in Eliwood's right arm today, too.

"Don't worry about the miscellaneous fish, move on!

To fill the open gap, the scarlet heavy-duty infantry cuts through the literal blood path with a blade in his hand, continuously killing waves of infantry from left to right.

A red spear shoots and smashes the intercepting white spear from the front. The two armies push out spear soldiers and bump into each other is a battle called spear matching, etc., but the armament rises to soldiers and equipment, to Spartan armies of high quality in both.

Even if they are inferior in number, with their strength and temper, the Spartan Knight pushes his enemies away and continues his furious forward.

"Out of the way, you mutts! They will be stopped by our" Helvetian Quadruple Knights "!

Even in the whirlpool of flying anger and screams, a great name rose for the moment.

A new army of silver brilliant all-body armor stood beyond the infantry, which was forming a wave, scattered hastily to the left and right.

"Look, it's the Admiral's escort! Beyond that, the ranks are at present!

The heavy-knight unit of the escort, which was deploying to surround Lynnfeld, apparently came forward to stop the assault early. In fact, rather than fighting right in front of the escort, it is safer to end it on this occasion.

With so many people, even if they leave the side, the Mage Squad can still cover, including countless infantry. It's not that inconvenient to move. The other side thinks it's enough as a defense - but this one, at the earliest, is putting on a special attack of abandonment, not assuming he's going home alive. It's just a blow, a defensive formation that sees enough potential to break through to give that weak maiden.

In order to get there, it is absolutely conditional to break through the group that calls itself the 'Helvetian Quadruple Knights' in front of us. Operation Assault was now about to face its greatest difficulty.

"Don't be frightened, push! Flame Assault (Ignis Charge) Huh!

"Don't take a step back, push back! Ice Break!

Both, set up shields together, long pattern, armed and well resembled. Red heavy infantry and white heavy knights cut each other in sharpened martial arts at the moment of frontal collision.

A red spear spraying a burning flame. White Spear Axe (Halvard) to keep freezing cold air together. Flames and ice, conflicting energies become intense shockwaves, blowing into both factions.

"-Good! What power, you stupid savages!

A man like the leader of a heavy knight shouts abominably as he steps behind him.

The blow of hot sparda disrupted the ranks of neatly organized heavy knights and showed them. On a spectacular silver full-body armor (full plate armor), one who breaks down greatly while wearing ugly scorch marks, one who falls. Or few, who could not prevent the spike of that flame, and were put through black holes in their chests.

Sparda's most elite heavy-duty infantry was here to prove that its strength outweighed that of a crusader's heavy knight.

"Fill the hole! Beyond the corpse, push!

But they were overwhelmingly short on numbers.

The number of enemies defeated by a single blow of hot flames is small. However, there are also only a few who have fallen on a blade of white cold air. Due to the low absolute number, one dead person causes a fatal battle down.

Originally, a new heavy-duty infantry withheld in the rear row is immediately replenished to restore formation, but now only the adventurer desperate to protect himself is behind. Most of all, they're just protecting my back so far, and it's too much work.

Speaking of greed, I just want backup fire around here... unfortunately, not one of the arrows, not one of the fireballs flying. Even though Chrono was on the boulder, he couldn't have provided perfect cover by himself. Instead, in view of the fact that not so much powerful magic has flown to this point, I guess he has done away with a brilliantly menacing sorcerer.

Enough for work. All you have to do is raise the guard set up on the walls to protect yourself.

Eliwood breaks it off like that, and there's no one in his mind that's ever going to be evil against anyone. Right now, the only thing that lights up behind that steely muscle-covered chest is just the struggle.

"Enemies are small, don't let one pass! Knock them all out here!!

Heavy knights disrupt the line, but all directions are backed by an overwhelming number of allies, launching a re-attack without fright.

The opposing heavy-duty infantry packs an empty spot in the fallen and quickly rebuilds a robust assault formation. Regardless, it will only be smaller for that matter. The pressure exerted by the enemy was even stronger and more intense, striking the Ellywoods.

"Whoa, whoa!!

Heavy Infantry collaboration, earned at the end of an irresistible workout. Maintenance of formation, timing of attack and defense. But that's also only because we have allies to fight next door.

One, two, three steps - at least, by the time I had pushed the distance of the ten steps, there was no more appearance of a companion next to Ellywood, sandwiched by a heavy silver knight stained with return blood.

The situation has already presented a picture of the muddy turmoil, no, the annihilation battle in which the small crowd is crushed into large numbers.

"- Big break (break)"

Martial arts, carried out with rigid arms gently wielding the great Halvard with one hand. Right and left, a breathtaking double strike strikes Ellywood.

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

There is tremendous pressure on the protruding 'Golden T-Rass'. On the golden shield, while carving another wound from the war, he plays back a brilliant attack for both of us with a rigid arm that doesn't seem like Elf of Ellywood.

"Hmm!"

Pierce a large disfigured right heavy knight through his throat with a quick and accurate thrust like a jab. One plate and a clasp worn underneath it were protecting his throat, but he pushed it forcefully through. I don't even use martial arts, force moves.

With the spraying blood, aim for one of the left with the blade to return.

He has just stepped in and is quickly regaining his posture. He also seemed keenly aware that the attack would soon come, calmly, with a great shield (tower shield) with the eagle crest on it.

"Can you stop me from poking around with that?!

Mood flashed. A blow fired from the right arm of the roaring Ellywood played the shield of a heavy knight in large measure. If we make a gap so far, then even the newcomer knights can eat the todome anymore.

Ellywood took another step forward as the second body slammed down his throat rolled down into the snowmelted earth.

"Big break (break)!

"Flame Break (Ignis Blake) Huh!!

Before taking the second step, a new enemy stands in the way.

No matter how many defeats, the road won't be cut open. No, you can tell me the road's already closed.

We are definitely stronger than heavy knights. But heavy knights are far harder to defeat than infantry. Too much to hold back where you're going.

Ellywood guards with his shield again, at last, I think.

"That's it..."

At the edge of his sight, watching another falling heavily armed infantry.

He was a young knight. Recklessly, he approached our daughter, a young man who was so frightened. Not even for the heartbreak, I remember him happily telling me this spring that he wasn't as beautiful as our daughter, but he had an adorable lover.

I'm sorry I can't let you go home alive. Helpless on his own, he's about to be squashed.

"- Big Break Destruction (Blake Impact) OH!!

Did a slight swing of mind lead to alarm? Or how, when it comes to Ellywood, it was the limit of a slice if it was subjected to a series of attacks by three heavy knights?

"Grr!?

Finally, my shield was played. I'm not letting go. But I've broken the arrangement that protects the front of my body. Originally, with its shockwave, it also deals damage to the surrounding enemies, with masterclass martial arts.

For a moment, but a skilled man couldn't have missed it, Eliwood exposed a definite gap.

Shit. I didn't even have time to regret that.

"Zhu Yi Shi"

Because the deadly blow that should have gone right in didn't fly.

Instead of the attack that was supposed to approach itself, the flash flashed in front of me was the red sword flash. A flash of blood, more red than "Vermillion Pillum," seemed slower as it passed through the neck of a heavy knight who swung Halvard up in front of him.

If you notice, the remaining two heavy knights were also sinking in red and black blood with their necks and torso crying apart, making noises like throwing rattles and crap.

Right now, only one man in black stands in front of himself.

If you saw it in the crowd, a lower height that you won't notice first. It can be seen that the flesh that would be under the black coat would be thinner than the self with the forged muscles, more than two turns.

In the hands of such a dead tree-like man, a wave of sword - no, its artistic inversion and construction is what is called a knife.

I have seen the knife many times during the offerings of Sparda Royal Palace, or, in the course of a hobby weapon shop tour. Brilliant silver body with a beautifully wavy blade pattern. Beautiful, but I had the feeling it was a stronger weapon than that.

But now, the sword held by the man in front of you is far from the Rin and beautiful figure in memory.

A creepy red aura, like blood evaporating, constantly bursts from a dark black body at night. If you clear your ears, the severed demons of the heavy knights you just cut to death will feel like you could hear them again.

Yes, it was, without a doubt, a weapon of curse.

Come on, let's move on, Lieutenant.

The face of the man who looked back at this one time only had a white face on it. I can't see the face - but I could see the eyes behind the mask gleaming. It doesn't seem like he's just a human being.

Thank you, Lord Samurai.

Um, and after a small nod, the black-clothed swordsman (Samuilai) turned into a pitch-black whirlwind and slashed to the enemy.

Fast movement of uneven speed in the eyes and a sharp, overly sharp, crimson slaughter of swords to be wielded. The heavy knight turns into a body trapped in a steel coffin and lays on the ground one after the other.

"I didn't know so much hand work was still in the adventurer..."

If I looked around again, the adventurers who followed me, instead of fallen heavily armed infantry, were fighting well besides their thoughts.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Don't stand in the way of Master Gardan, the man who will be Sparda's strongest knight!!

In contrast to the Samurai man who cuts off at speed, there is one big man who crushes his heavy knight with overwhelming power from the front.

You'd have a bigger head than yourself. Its length is over two meters. The mace on your right hand is large and thick, and the shield on your left hand is wide and thick. More than a heavy infantry, more than a heavy knight, dressed in heavy gear, he was a blunt iron golem, whose bright red eyes flourished on a steel body.

"Heh heh, I'm picking up enemy generals here, and I'm going to be a general all at once!!

If I did, it would be a golem screaming its own ambitions in high tension, but thanks to his brawl, it was certainly about to pave the way.

"Whoa, whoa! Now's the time, get in there!

A barely visible breakthrough due to the struggle of unexpected adventurers.

Ellywood dared his last assault with a high spear and a heavy infantry with only a few left.