Kuro no Maou

"You want me to do it with Sashi? That's discipline."

Says Gashley, who saw Fiona fall back in a blatantly yarnless manner, or fisted.

"I'm sure you won't fight alone."

He's the only one who showed up before us, but I don't know when or where the other enemies will come from. Gashley might have some mercenary buddies with arms, too, and even guys like miscellaneous soldiers, if armed with guns, just lurking in the bushes around there and sniping is effective enough. Or maybe it's time for the patriarch to come after us at the gun seat.

Fiona has been alerted to the area. That's why I'm the first person on Gashley's side.

"Well, fine, that's more sexual this way, too. If you're dealing with a Rank 5 Adventurer, it's been a long time since I've been able to get serious - Asla Bleeding Fighting" Battle Blood Qi Gong "!

Ha! and a bright red aura bursts across Gashley's body as he boosts his temper ambition. It's like The Demon King of Fire (Overdrive).

And perhaps the effect is pretty much the same. The sensation of this aura, like it's hot and bitter, is pure physical enhancement.

"Humph!"

Faster, many times faster than just now.

But not so much that I still can't catch up with my eyes.

"" Demon Bullets (Barrett Arts) ""

I won't shut up and allow you to approach me. I don't even have a stepfather. In the meantime, I'm firing at Gashley for sticking 'The Greed' right in my hand.

Even before the instantaneous storm of bullets scattered, a relentless demon bullet strikes straight at Gashley, who doesn't show the bare gesture to avoid it,

"Ha ha! Can such a mon work!

Apparently, 'Battle Blood Qi Gong' also increases your defense. As the word goes, I get bullets all over my body, but my legs aren't even slightly dull. Wow, hitting the eyeballs hasn't worked, and it hasn't even blinked.

Power and speed. Iron wall defense is pretty good reinforcement magic. No, he said blood fighting or something, so it's martial arts? That's a little more convenient than "Demon King of Fire (Overdrive)" then...

"First, I'm going to dente that hobby's evil armor with Gatsun - Olaah," Iron Blood Fist "!!

On Gashley's right fist, he feels his magic concentrate explosively with a sixth sense, and his fist aura thickens in color in appearance, sparkling bright red, giving him a hunch of an intense blow. If I hit it directly, I do feel like the armor of the dark matter (dark matter) is going to make a bit of a dent as well.

That's a little bad for Miriam.

"" Demon Bullets (Barrett Arts)/Howitzer Artillery (Grenade Burst) ""

Swing a red fist up and into Gashley, poking the 'The Greed' of a gun barrel as long as a spear and letting it go at almost zero distance.

One, two, can't be done with. His defenses are hard enough to prevent demon bullets at his leisure. No mercy or hesitation, I'll shoot you in as much as I can.

Blooming serial bomb hua at the same time as pulling the trigger. One shot at a time smashes a powerful grenade of rock with even a series of shots.

"Ugh, whoa, whoa."

Big Gashley's body quickly fills with flames and is blown away. Damage cannot be prevented, but the impact of the blast cannot be dispelled. If enough explosive power bursts to float your weight, it's natural for your body to dance to the universe.

"He's a tough guy. Harder than a heavy knight (armor knight) on a raw knife."

Once out of time, Gashley escaped my rays as he rolled, leaping into the dense forest and hiding himself. Although it blew up flashly, it still didn't look like the body had gone through any damage, and it was a smart move like a beast.

To finish him off, you should let him hit 'Black', or 'Dark', if possible. I can definitely break every one of those robust 'battle blood qi gongs'.

The next time he comes in, let him eat at the counter or seal his movements with a 'sealed cold bullet (cold seal)' and demon hand (bound arts).

"Fuck you, asshole, you're a troublesome bastard."

Beyond the trees, out of nowhere comes the vice of Gashley.

"I don't want him to tell me he's hiding."

Come on, come on out. I'm still standing in the middle of the road. Whether it's in front or behind, you can call me from whatever direction you want.

Gashley seems to be gauging the timing of his flight to me as he moves around the dense woods at high speeds. You don't have to see him in your sight, but somehow you can see where he is.

I keep "The Grid," I focus my senses and capture Gashley's movements - what, two signs?

"Hey, don't panic."

"This is where the real deal starts. Asura Bleeding Martial Arts/Deuteronomy -"

Gashley's voice was heard from separate directions, and in the next moment, his signs multiplied even more. If my senses weren't crazy, there would be four Gashleys in the dense forest.

No way, Gashley was a foursome......?

"-" Leftover "!!

Against me, a figure popping out of all directions at the same time.

Every one of them is a gashley that burns a loud red aura. It actually looks the same to me. The position of the wound on the face is the same, after all, the same signs of drifting from the four of us. It just seems like there are four of them.

I mean, this move is called "The Split Art."

"I've never seen a boulder do that before."

At best, so much so that Pride Gem and Chaossic Lim showed off their ability to divide. Seriously, Asla bleeding fights and doing it is a great genre to be able to worship a ninja-like separatist.

Now, when it comes to separation, for the most part, if you're separated, you just look like you have no entity. That means only one of the four is a real gashley, and the other three are likely just a phantom or some kind of bluff.

But intuitively, it doesn't seem like all four of you have mass. Sometimes it is a type that involves an entity, although it is separate. For example, it doesn't make much sense to just see through the real thing. Because if you have an entity, you can be aggressive.

In the meantime, that's all they thought about the moment the four Gashleys showed up. I can't tell which one is real, whether my identity is an illusion or an entity.

Then there will be no other action I should take now than to intercept all four.

"Haaaa!" Spiral Legs "!

"" Demon Bullets (Barrett Arts)/Howitzer Artillery (Grenade Burst) ""

Respond to Gashley A (pseudonym) on the rear of the right diagonal, emitting a sharp kicking martial art that whirled the aura like a pile bunker, with a series of grenades, just like earlier. Before my kicking leg reaches my body, the rain of the grenade that kills me makes me paint the flames and wipe them out.

Found it in the smoke and Gashley A's body was bouncing. Instead of a splatter blast that scattered blood, it turned into a red, shining particle and disappeared like a cloud.

Apparently, the identity of the division was created with a corresponding amount of magic, tentatively the first flesh. The principle is close to the sheep making their own bodies. In his case, he expects to create a split based on his own blood.

"Shah!" Iron Blood Fist "!

"Wow!" The Wind Spiral Leg "!

While analyzing the technique of separation, naturally, other gashleys also set it up. Perfect timing for a simultaneous attack by four.

Gashley B, located in front of the right diagonal, has a fist, and Gashley C, in front of the left diagonal, is coming out with a flashy kick as he glides around.

Either is definitely a split, but perhaps the attacks carried out by the split go through normally. It should be capable of activating the same martial arts of power as the real one by having a mass with a temporary flesh made of magic and consuming its components, magic. It is dangerous to take it cheaply.

But there's no rush. They're bare hands. With the sword in my hand, it's natural for me to have a longer reach. And take advantage of this obvious advantage, I roll out the blade in time I can't reach his hands and feet.

Kendo triple step, there's a saying, but if you're equipped with more curse weapons, I wonder how many times.

"" Blackie ""

Grabbing the "Absolute Grievance" "Neck Break" pulled out in an instant from the shadow in his left hand, he grips away.

Leaving an aura of curses mixed with black and red in place of a sword flash, the unleashed 'Black' slashes the two gashlets together.

It's not blood and guts, it's just red magic light that sprays out of a cross section with separate torso and hips. Are they both separated?

"Then you're the real deal"

"Wow, wow -" Battle Blood Wave Tao Fist "eh!!

The last thing I had left, Gashley D, standing diagonally rearward to the left. The real thing is the posture of poking your palms together and letting go of your attack magic from your palms.

It's just a long-range attack. Boasting a sword-like reach, "Neck Break" won't reach the boulder, and the fact that his palm is finished with a sphere of red aura that's likely to play now makes it seem faster to shoot that way than point at "The Greed".

It's impossible to preempt him with either weapon in both hands. Then it's the quickest way to borrow another hand.

"Yes, Gaboo"

hungry wolf fangs, jumping off the ground, along with the swallowing sheep hanging that

In contrast to Gashley, who was likely to unleash a "battle blood wave tao fist" and a sheep's manipulative watchdog, the "bulimic hunger sword" "extremely bad food" was eating the blade agate with his eyes full open.

"Grrr!?

Apparently, Gashley, whose feet were completely absent, had no technique of forming a sneaky blade of extreme evil food in "Underground Submersible (Sea-through Ground)," and he was severed in two - disappearing as a magic claw.

"Were they all identical? Then..."

Speaking of Theory, after this, the main unit will set up a full Special Attack!

Come if you want, this one can be seen off in "The Thunder Demon King (Overaccelerator)" or prevented in "The Steel Demon King (Overgear)". Not long after the four of them destroyed their identities, but they're not exposed to enough gaps to penetrate me.

When the real thing comes out, now it's time to finish it!

……

Zaaaaaa, and the wind blows, shaking the dense forest trees.

Quiet. Too quiet, driving nervousness backwards.

I have lost sight of the sign of the real Gashley, who would now lurk across the trees because of the four split men and the fierce, albeit momentary, offense. At least, I feel like I'm not right beside you... what the hell are you up to?

What's up, not yet? Hasn't he called yet? Yeah, is that a super special martial art that needs that much buildup? For example, an attack of rather nasty power,

"Mr. Chrono."

"Foona, come back later. He's coming up with a big trick."

"No, well, didn't you run away"

"... what?

"That Gaugau guy, maybe, got away."

What, so... Impossible, how could a man with a battle frenzy like that meet someone stronger than me, just shut up and throw out a battle and run away? You were so confidently provoking me? No, no, no, no matter how much, it wouldn't be possible to be characteristic.

"I guess the moves of separation rolled out only to create a gap that would definitely escape. Signs of that man's magic, going pretty far already - oh, now it looks like you're out of the cover-up."

On the boulder, I can't feel any more signs. And Fiona reported to me pale.

"... well. He ran away."

"Yes, it was the barbarians themselves, both in appearance and in deed, but you were surprisingly calm in judgment"

What am I supposed to do when I'm seriously armed, believing that I'm going to launch a special attack?

"In the meantime, his name is Gashley"

"Huh."

I don't care, I decided to take Fiona with a look like that and finally walk out the road where no one was going to stop me.

Doon! and Lily smiles at the roar and tremor that rocks the fort.

"Ugh, Chrono's here for me"

Then there's no reason to be gobbled up here anymore.

Lily's hope is that if Chrono rushes so far to refresh himself, he will smash through the prison and hug him upright... but for once, this place is among the enemies and there are many beasts who are troublesome when held hostage. This time, take absolutely certain safety precautions over the desire of the maiden mind.

In other words, Lily controls the inside of the fort herself.

"Well, I guess I'll just be a minute."

"Hey, what are you talking about, Mr. Lily?"

Lila, who cried in a great cry after being poked at her great lapse, is already "on" about Lily. If you think you're a little kid, you're more crying about that kid, so you can't treat him like a child anymore.

In fact, Lily is undoubtedly 33 years older than Lila, 16. She is a fine adult woman (lady).

"The walls of the cell look transparent and brittle, but they're pretty sturdy. The door is also stiff. We can't get out on our own."

But the door's open.

If Lily stood in front of the door, the door, which should have been shut sooo quietly and firmly, would slide and disappear into the gap between the walls.

"Why!?

"Come on, I forgot to lock you."

Lily just walked out of the cell to leave Lyla, who rounded her eyes with such an idiot.

"Whoa, what the hell, the jail's open!?

"Stupid bastard, who the hell did you open that!

"Oh, it's not me, I opened it on my own!

The soldiers are in a hurry when Lily comes out with a face that doesn't eat anything. I guess this has just never happened since I used this dungeon.

For them, this cell is an ancient site, with only as much recognition as a convenient and sturdy door that opens and closes automatically. It opens and closes automatically, so they don't know how to use it.

Therefore, we have not noticed that a terminal for operation remains completely unprotected on the wall around it.

Its apparatus, which is an ancient information terminal, corresponding to "The Beginning of History (Zero Chronicle)" and "Monolith", can be directly touched by hand or telepathically accessed. From the moment Lily entered this dungeon, she had realized, no, that the terminals for the use of the equipment installed in all parts of this fort were left intact without any protection.

Free and accessible, even if not specific telepathy. It is the earliest, part of everyday life, common sense, such as terminal manipulation of very common ancient sites, for Lily, who governs the spaceship Shangri-La.

Lily didn't have to do anything in particular, just "think," it would be a door, but a bulkhead, but a turret hanging from the ceiling, but she was always free to maneuver.

"Hey, stop, you kid!

"Get back to jail now!

Soldiers setting up rifles and yelling. But you don't have to follow their word anywhere anymore.

For Lily, it doesn't even become an obstacle, such as a murderous soldier pointing a gun at her mouth. The stone colors on the side of the road are the same.

"Light Arrow (Lux Sagitta)".

And, without a word, Lily just waved lightly, releasing a 'light arrow (Lux Sagitta)' for the number of soldiers to pack in this dungeon. It is the standard specification that gives automatic tracking capability to the 'Light Arrow (Lux Sagitta)' exercised by Lilli, rather than controls that pass through the holes in the needle.

Not in a straight line, drawing loose, or sudden curves, the glowing magical arrows shot through their bodies faster than the soldiers pulled the trigger.

"Guh, hot!?

"Uh-oh! Yikes, Ouch, Clue!!

Going up to Russia, the bitter voices of the soldiers. Lily's arrows, all steepled, are avoided, and not one is dead. Instead, everyone was shot through the back of their hands and their rifles were off their hands.

Though enemies, the creed that useless biocides are avoided - etc. is hairless. Lily is just saying it. He said that the right to kill soldiers here rests not with himself, but with others who deserve it more.

"Because I'll leave all the doors of the cell open. Lila, I'll take care of it later."

Unlocked. As Lily smiles, all the dungeon doors lined up are dawned.

"... ok, I'll take care of it"

The first person to go out was Lily and Lila, who were in the same room. And when she went out into the aisle, the other beasts that had been imprisoned, while slightly bewildered, went out of the prison.

From them, all of a sudden a soldier will be defeated, a cell will be opened, and you won't know what it is. However, it was immediately understood that freedom had returned again.

"Whoo, Grrrrr!

The fierce warrior men of the Lion Beast Man (Warrigger), who had been caught with Lyla, slowly approached the soldier who had lost his weapon, one step at a time, staring at him with the eyes of a rightly angry beast.

They are not the only ones. The young and old men who were imprisoned here, all the beasts, strip their fangs as they emit an irresistible intention to kill.

"Hih... Kuh, don't come! Stop it, stop it. Whoa!

Lily followed the scene as she heard the soldiers scream as the dungeon sounded all cracked up.