Legend

Ray moved.

As soon as I saw it, those who were particularly unconscious about Ray reacted instantly, even as they were fighting on stage.

That said, that's not something like launching an attack on Ray, though it's a reaction to stay away from Ray at all while continuing to fight the opponent you're currently fighting.

Turning your attention elsewhere while you are fighting against them, on the contrary, is not entirely focused on the opponent you are currently fighting, so some people are attacked by being poked through that gap, or because you are attentive only to yourself and Ray. Otherwise, you are removed from your opponent, and as a result, you are attacked by surprises from someone you weren't aware of at all.

While there were some such people, there were two people who were most vigilant about Ray.

A man who specializes in fights tangled in rays in the understatement room and a man with a tall hammer who has tangled in rays on stage.

Only the fact that both of them were involved with Ray couldn't have taken their attention off Ray.

"Whoa, whoa!

He quickly jumps back and dodges the attack of the man who has been waving the mace around his torso, almost reflexively jumping forward the moment he confirms that the mace has passed in front of him, rolling out the upper as if crushing his jaw from the bottom and blowing it away.

So it wasn't a relief, but dodged the dagger the man waved as if he'd soon poke that gap.

But it seems the skill of the man with the dagger was more than the man expected, and a quick switched blow slashes and tears the leather armor in the chest.

"Shit, there's only one small thing I can do to poke a gap"

To the words of the man who abominably threw up, the little man who had the dagger just floats a mockery, and there is no way to return the words.

While dodging a series of dagger attacks to be wielded again, the man turns his gaze toward Ray again...

"Become!?

I noticed that Ray was nowhere near where he should have been a few seconds ago.

It was an instant upset, but a gap enough for a man with a dagger.

... Yes. If it was meant to be, it would have buried a dagger in its body by poking a gap in it for a moment.

(... that?

But without being able to do anything, the man's consciousness sinks into darkness and falls straight onto the stage.

Don't even understand what happened.

But only the fainted man could not understand what had happened, and the other participants around him were different.

Soon I realized there was Ray right behind the man who was using the dagger.

Naturally the first person to notice that was a man who gained a hand-to-hand karate fight who was fighting a dagger man.

Light but fist-crossed in the understatement room - it just continued to be unilaterally attacked and dodged - must have done the job.

He doesn't seem to care about any of the dagger man who has already fallen over the stage, and gazes at Ray seriously as he looks no further than he did when he was in the modem room.

(Deep red weapons are overwhelmingly intermittent, long patterned weapons. I mean, it's hard to get around. If you get nostalgic, you can deal with it!

I whine inside to tell myself, waiting for Ray to wave Death Size.

This idea is not at all wrong in itself. It would be commonly thought of when dealing with long patterned weapons like Ningro Spears, Halvard, or Paul Axe.

... Yes, I'm not mistaken. If that was a normal weapon.

Carefully observe its overall motion so that Ray never misses a sign of waving a death size.

Originally, the state of concentration on just one person in the Battle Royal has never been praised. If you show them the gap, they will attack us first.

But not in this case. You may be able to defeat a nasty opponent named Deep Red... even if you don't get that far, you may be able to make a scratch or create a gap.

That gives us the possibility of defeating Deep Red, the most troublesome opponent on this occasion.

Those around me ask how things are going without attacking the man challenging Ray with tacit understanding.

Because if I can defeat Deep Red, it's definitely Big Venus.

In that case, even if you can't stay until the final tournament of the match, you can earn enough fame.

Those around me who thought so could only be flabbergasted at the next moment.

Death size protruded by taking a step toward a man.

He was a confident man for his lightness just to be fighting, but he couldn't feel the omen, and if he noticed, he's falling to the ground.

"Nah..."

What happened? I realize that I can't even breathe because I can't get my words out trying to whine like that.

More of a shock than a pain......

The heavy feeling felt on the dovetail interferes with breathing.

(What... Wake up, huh?

While questioning inside, the man's consciousness was swallowed up by the darkness and he lost consciousness.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

A lot of cheers echoing within the arena.

Even if it is a deep red equal to the enemies of uncluttered heaven in the Bestian Empire that is active on the stage, it would not have mattered in such detail if we had seen its strength.

Of course if you try to be the ones who were killed, you want to tell them not to be kidding. But those in this audience who are cheering on the strength of Ray just cheer that it has nothing to do with that.

"Buh, dude, did you see the move now!?

"... I poked a dovetail with that big sickle stone poke, huh?

I guess they're face-to-face on stage. Two people exchange words while back-to-back, whilst attacking from other participants.

(I thought it would suck to be with this guy because the qualifying combination is totally lucky... if I were to deal with such a monster, I might have had some luck with Ning Lo)

The man with the spear thinks so inside.

Because it was absolutely more advantageous to stand up to Ray with an adventurer I knew than to fight with one of my own, or someone completely stranger.

"You want to go?

"Already? I'd like to see some more of them in their hands if I could"

disagree with a woman with a long sword being slashed as she bounces back at Battleax.

"... but with fewer people like this, it's harder to poke surprises, and I can understand the movement over here...!

A man spins his words as he sticks out his spear to restrain his opponent, who was about to poke a gap in his dealings with a woman with a long sword.

"Damn, you can't fight while you're talking... don't lick me!

A woman who releases a sharp poke, but plays that poke just by moving the Battleax to the minimum.

As if to poke a gap in such a woman, a blow fired by the spear man bounces his long sword over the sky, and the knee kick of a man who had Battleax in the stomach of a flashing woman is slammed into him and collapses onto the stage.

A spear man, who was alert to his surroundings, notices Ray's movements as he leaves the woman who collapsed on the stage.

"Careful, apparently we'll do it again. Make sure you can move on to action as soon as something happens. If we can get a gap, we'll go all at once. I don't want to hesitate and miss the opportunity."

"... ok, apparently that's better. People watching other things seem to think the same thing."

The grunting Battleax man takes a quick glance over the stage.

Already about 10 minutes after the battle started. The number of those still conscious and standing on the stage was down to about half.

If we miss this opportunity, we may have to fight Deep Red on our own if we do poorly.

While I'm watching Ray with that thought... Ray, who had Death Size in his hand, keeps his mouth open.

"Flames, gather them, gather them. You are an individual group. Grouped together. Show yourself with my voice."

Along with that word, a flaming sphere of about 1 m in size is created at the tip of the Death Size…

Of all the things I was observing Ray, some of them realizing what it was pulled his face apart and one screamed.

"Magic, don't finish it!

Participants solidified for a moment in a screaming scream, but immediately perceived the situation and rushed towards Ray at the same time.

Until recently, it was an implicit understanding to see how things were going, except if it was magic that was used.

Sickles are known for their range of attack capability, even with their long pattern of weapons.

Except for magic. Depending on the type of magic used, its attackable range will be excessive, even if it covers all of this stage.

This qualifying round… and in order to win the martial arts tournament, we could never lose here.

But the flaming sphere that Ray has already unleashed by waving the death size is flying through the sky, not so fast but straight towards the target.

... Yes, to a giant man with a hammer that has been tangled up on the ray on stage before qualifying began.

A flaming sphere about 1 m in size, coming towards me.

Although the man who saw it pulled his face apart for a moment, he exhaled relief when he realized that the speed of the flaming sphere was a slow one.

The few who tried to stop the magic activation towards Ray were similarly stopping their feet unintentionally at the speed of the flaming sphere.

Because I didn't think they were as powerful as I thought they were in a slow flaming sphere to see.

If that's the case, then you won't have to go all the way to the person you're calling Deep Red by yourself.

Regardless of the magic, as a warrior he had considerable power because he was shown and realized it in front of him.

"Heh, it's deep red. Whatever they say, in the end, only this much magic can be used. There was talk of creating a tornado of fire..."

"Blooming Flames"

I knew a man was saying something. But Ray, who already decides it's not worth hearing, activates the magic without making him say it to the end.

The magic activated, at that moment, a flaming sphere about 1 m in size explodes and becomes a solidification of countless small flames, stripping its fangs to its surroundings.

Fortunately during misfortune, attacks that cause an opponent to die instantly are prohibited in this fighting tournament.

Even now Ray's magical powers were surprisingly small.

With a degree of magic where the hit opponent is burned rather than the flesh turning into charcoal.

Still, being exposed to countless flames is not something that would have accumulated if you tried to be a man with a hammer.

It would have been a more tragic end than a man in a fight who fainted in one blow because he suffered several burns.

No matter how much it takes to recover from the top of the stage, it's only a physical wound. Except for the wounds on my heart.

The man, who was suffering countless burns from the flames, throwing the hammer he had and rolling around on the less stage of the pain, was undoubtedly engraving trauma into its heart.

Like those who created a tornado of flames on the Seremouth Plains, or named it Deep Red with Fear when they saw Ray slaughter and kill soldiers of the Bestian Imperial Army.

Also, the Hammer man wasn't the only one who ate an attack that could also be called a flaming shotgun. The same was true of the other participants in the vicinity.

In all, four participants suffer from burn pain and choose the path of jumping off the stage and surrendering.

"Wow, wow, wow! This is the mystery of deep red! The solidification of the flames that were unleashed has been fine-tuned and attacked by the participants, bringing a few of them off at once! What can the surviving participants do about this! Will the qualifying for Block C still be won by Deep Red, which can be considered a major fate, and will compete for the remaining two frames!

Ray glances over the stage and squeals as he carries his death size, frowning for a moment at the live voice echoing inside the arena.

"... well. There were three of us in all who could compete in the main game. That leaves a little over 10"

The wonder and its voice had reached the ears of all those who were on stage.

The same would have happened to the others in the audience who were in front.

Whoever hears that voice feels a zoster in his spine without any foretaste.

"Next, let's go. I advise you, whoever doesn't want to see the painful eyes should just get off the stage."

A few people unwittingly retreat to the voice out of Ray's mouth.

However, most people are unable to retreat, and they manage to slip into the frame of two people other than Ray, as was the case in the voice of reality earlier... the gap in that moment becomes a deadly time.

"O flame, be an arrow that burns everything down, and pour down like rain."

When you cast a spell, it's the arrow of fire that floats behind Ray. That number, about 50 bottles.

However, there are very few magic powers that have been included in the same way earlier.

I wouldn't have understood this magic if I had never seen it before.

"Huh!? Stop it!"

Several of the participants who saw the flaming arrows floating behind Ray screamed and jumped to Ray... but it was already impossible to stop the magic activation.

"Downpouring Flame Arrows!

Magic is activated with words released from Ray's mouth, and about 50 flaming arrows are released simultaneously.

The flaming arrows released at exactly what should be called a sweep envelop the flames when they hit the other participants who were coming to Ray.

Still, the flaming arrows didn't penetrate the body or burn out the body itself with a single blow, probably because they had greatly reduced their magic powers regarding magic activation earlier as well.

... As a result, it is Ray who stands on stage after the sweep by the flaming arrows. And it was only two participants who were advancing in an attempt to stop the magic activation but thus existed near Ray.