Battis and Shoren confront each other.
The surrounding fuselage is full of eyes with the enemy in front of it, even to cover the two aircraft.
But neither Battis nor Shoren put such a thing to rest from the beginning.
Just think about believing in your strength and arguing with the enemy in front of you.
Jilli and the feet of both planes moved, and eventually the two planes circled to peek into the gap.
"Well, what do we do"
With Mike's magic cut off, Battis shrugs.
The enemy is the second seat in the empire. The man they say is the strongest if you let him use the Great Sword. Step into the detour and you'll be slashed in two by his sword horse slayer knife.
But I can't go around like this forever. On the enemy side, there should still be a mix of Armunale, the captain aircraft, in the Abnomule unit. If we don't discuss it, this damage will only increase.
"If there's no gap!
Change direction to a breath and accelerate to the opponent's nostalgia at once.
"Just make it!
An explosion occurs on the back of the sword on the right arm that I swung up. A large sword that increased its thrust due to the impact was swung down to the enemy aircraft.
But it is, naturally, prevented by the belly of the horse slayer knife of the enemy aircraft.
Immediately wield your left arm from the outside and aim for your opponent's right arm. By moving his position to the left over his body, the enemy aircraft took the attack again with a horse-slashing knife.
But what doesn't end here is the hallmark of Batis' fuselage, the Express.
I don't have enough power to destroy an enemy aircraft on my sword once my speed has reached zero. Without the swing of the first speed, we cannot give strength.
But if you're experaging...
"Blow it up!"
Two great swords taken. Its back explodes at the same time.
Securing forceful thrust. It allows for the securing of power from an otherwise unlikely stopped state.
"Nice blade. I feel a certain confidence backed by magic. But!"
"Hmm!?
All its power was taken by the horse-slashing knife of the enemy aircraft.
The fact that the enemy plane's foot is stuck on the ground also indicates that Batis' attack was well on the force.
But more than that, the endurance of the Horse Slasher and the power of the enemy aircraft prevailed.
"My turn next! Take it, my sword!
A horse-slashing knife hoisted to heaven is swung down to the EXPLARAGE.
"Come on!"
I could instinctively understand that I couldn't take it alone. That's why I cross the two great swords like scissors to take a horse-slashing knife.
But to its weight, Explage's knee screamed giggly.
"Oh, my God, that's stupid."
"It's been a long time since you took my sword from the front."
At the same time as the enemy aircraft pulls the sword, the pressure is gone.
"Oh, what?
Suddenly smudges the lost pressure while scouring the enemy aircraft.
The enemy plane was quietly restarting its horse-slashing knife.
Batis puts the microphone in instantly.
"Oh, my God, are you licking me"
If we kept the pressure on him, Explage could have fallen into distress. Because if we were attacked in that state by other, for example, captain aircraft still hiding inside the Abnomule unit, there would have been no way to prevent it.
But the enemy aircraft drew a sword. That's what I thought.
But the answer was no.
"There are no two machetes in one sword. Ripping off enemy planes through a single blow is the mystery of our fuselage. If they take one sword, they'll only mutilate it with the next!
"That's what I'm licking. It's on me!
I don't mind insisting on my own insistence. But on the battlefield, in the context of the exchange of life, it was an act of licking so much that there was nothing that could be done for Battis.
Leave it to anger to cut to enemy planes.
Now, no explosion is used for acceleration, and when it is received, the horse slasher is knifed and exploded.
"If you're so obsessed with that sword, I'll beat you to pieces!
"My sword is my soul. Don't think it's gonna break easy!
Wave the sword continuously, generating multiple explosions.
The enemy aircraft had received all the explosions with one horse-slashing knife.
"Son of a bitch!
"That's a rough attack. Disturbance creates a gap. Like this!
A rush arises for what continues to be prevented, shaking both arms up at once to slap a powerful blow. With that gap, the horse slayer knife was swung away.
"Knock."
Put down your sword and take the attack.
The horse-slashing knife, which had little initial speed and should have just wielded with a snap on his wrist, had so much power that it could not be contained even if it was taken with a sword on both arms.
Lost in impact, the fuselage retreats.
"Do you want to take that now? I thought I took it completely. Hmm. Is that what manual control is? Looks like you should think about the 20% increase in fuselage operation from reactions."
Batis regains a somewhat sober ability to think in the current attack while causing frustration on the enemy aircraft to rebuild.
"Sooo, ha."
Take a big deep breath, pump oxygen into your head, and check the situation again.
Enemy planes have the aesthetic of cutting down with one knife. And waved a second chance at the stick, as if to insist on it.
Then again in the future, if you prevent a sword, your opponent is likely to draw a sword. At the same time, I wonder if it would turn into a chance for Batis himself.
I recall my style again that my way of fighting is supposed to be the doctrine of using anything I can.
Then the opponent's doctrine, his claims, his pride, he says it's supposed to be his style to use everything to win.
"Okay, I can go"
Calm your thoughts and cut to enemy planes again.
The explosion remains the same as earlier and is used to destroy the opponent's sword. At the same time, however, the impact was used to change the way it was fought into a one-shot exit format.
The opponent comes for the best blow. Even from what I was thinking about the speed of the exparage reaction, I wouldn't be attacking the defense thoroughly except for the blow I stepped on that I could destroy.
Then the opponent will lack an attacker if he leaves the agreement after a blow.
"Well, change the way you fight"
Attacks are inflicted from the front, from side to side, in various angular directions to the enemy aircraft.
Each time an explosion occurs, enemy aircraft that do not move on the spot are gradually engulfed in black smoke.
And aim for gaps in enemy planes falling into poor vision, where Battis targets his feet for the first time.
"Mmm."
But the opponent also has a second seat. I'm not the kind of enemy that makes me poke a gap easily.
Immediately protrude the Horse Slashing Knife to the ground and receive Batis' Great Sword.
But that's what Battis is after.
What a rotten battle with a strong enemy. That's why we knew the enemy would react to this attack. Then you just have to look ahead.
If it doesn't arrive in one step, two steps. If you still can't, take the third step.
And I've had special training for that. Ride the abnomulet so that you can always anticipate the movement of your opponent.
That crystal is this blow.
"There!
Release your hand from the great sword prevented by the horse slayer knife and hold the other with both hands.
The appearance raised toward heaven is grossly similar to that of an earlier enemy aircraft.
"Let it go!
Horse slashing knife that can be shaken up. Two blades bump into each other, and an explosion of Explage strikes a horse slayer knife.
Immediately after, a slight sound called Mishiri can be heard in Batis' ear.
"Your soul, it looks like you're in."
Blasting clear meadows. The horse-slashing knife of an enemy aircraft confronting the Explage contained a glimmer of corpse.
And the great sword on the left arm that Batis grips. Half of his body is pierced to crushed ground.
While alert, retrieve the sword you let go and store the broken sword on your back.
"We still have an intact sword over here. It's deadly for the sword, isn't it?
"You sure do. You deserve praise for wounding my soul. And you deserve to die!
Enemy planes accelerate and pack the distance at once. Batis' mouth hoists over the steps of an enemy previously dominated by a knife of defense and counterfeiting.
"You finally mean it!
collision from the front. Hit each other's swords, but Batis instantly distracts momentum and slides the horse-slashing knife in the belly of the great sword.
And let go of the kick with an empty left flank.
The enemy plane took the kick with its left hand and pulled it to upset the balance.
Slightly wanding the sword, he kicked the ground and jumped lightly, adding a kick straight to his opponent's belly.
The enemy aircraft is slapped directly under the cockpit and flutters back.
Explage falls to the ground but quickly regains his standing up posture.
"I tried to imitate Eldo, but it's still hard"
Put up your sword and storm again. The enemy aircraft showed a bare gesture that he was concerned about, and attacked the Explage. And poke a big, shaken gap and shake no horse slayer knife.
Batis generates an immediate explosion, uses its thrust to change the direction of the sword and hits the horse slayer.
Push the enemy's horse-slashing knife into the ground, causing a continuous explosion.
"Now!
The sword spreads and the horse slayer knife breaks a little later. Suddenly an alarm sounds in the fuselage in such a place.
"What!?
"Well, that's all there was to it repeatedly. The load on the fuselage would also be considerable."
Gunshot and severe shock, retreating greatly. A gap distracted by the alarm hit an enemy aircraft.
"Load!? No way!"
Batis, who noticed Shoren's words, makes the monitor display the joint load of the fuselage.
There, the fuselage was shown with wrist, elbow, and shoulder joints turning bright red with load.
To the horror of repeated explosions came the limit to the fuselage that was holding it down before the sword.
Until now, it has been the biggest weakness of the EXPLARALEGE that never bothered me because I have used the power of the explosion to settle for a short time.
"Now, this sword and that arm of yours. Which will die soon, competition or shall we go?"
"Fine, let's do it anyway."
Both aircraft accelerate at the same time and bump into each other. Batis considered the strain on his arm, with no explosion, only pure sword moves. In order to preserve the endurance of the Horse Slashing Knife, Shoren turns into a battle style dominated by evasion.
To avoid being poked through the gap, Batis finely performs retreat and forwards, disrupting the opponent's intermission. Without being confused by it, Shoren was quietly peering into the gap of one sword.
And shortly after several matches of swords cross, the moment arises.
It was Battis' fuselage that came to the limit of the burden earlier.
At the moment of the cut, the spark begins from the wrist of the left arm, causing the grip to fall out rapidly.
"Apparently, my soul was stronger."
The loss of power from one arm causes the sword to be bounced off the impasse and pushed in all at once.
The retreat is also perfectly packed with distance and cannot be pulled apart.
And...
"I'm done with this one sword."
Horse slashing knife that can be shaken up. Battis grinned at the torso of the enemy aircraft reflected over the monitor.
"Right. That's it."
Change the control system of the fuselage with one switch. Release the balancer, manually adjust the output, unlock and free the hydraulic parameters.
The remaining right arm extends to the back and grips the broken sword there.
Instant crossing. The sound of iron crushing, shaking, and crushing echoes to the battlefield, and a single armunale is driven to a shutdown and collapses.
"Oh, yabe. I broke both arms."
Standing there is the appearance of Explage, with his arms hanging loosely against the chest of an enemy aircraft.
"Now is the time! I'll take that life!
"Ahem!? At this time!
Soon immersed in the aftermath of a complete victory, an armunale of aircraft suddenly emerged from a line of enemy planes. That was the head of an enemy unit, hidden until now.
Explorage is already full of creativity. They also have both arms, and they can't move right out because they were completely stopping their legs.
"Yabe, this dies"
Just before the protruding cutting tip pierced the chest of the exparage, its voice was heard more than overhead.
"I hope you did well, but not yet as a way to fight on the battlefield,"
"What!?
"Captain Elexia? Thank God."
The enemy's sword was magically flown up from the rear of the line, by Elexia's fuselage chiffonic, which glided.
"Damn it, just go back. It's my turn from here."
"I'll leave you to it. I'll be back when I fix it."
"I hope it's not over by then."
"Hahaha, that's easy, isn't it?" Bye. "
"Well, I'll take care of your opponent. Are you telling me the knight is going to run away in this situation?
"Ku......"
A raised chiffonic pointed its cutting-edge at the enemy plane.
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Time goes back a little bit, when the Armunale of both factions was put into battle.
"Hmm, is there a captain out there? Then let's clear the way. Line up, V-Plan."
Copy that.
One Abnomulet gives instructions, and all aircraft follow them.
An Abnomule unit with a blade of two like a twelve strikes down a line of enemies at once, opening a breakthrough. As if fitted there, one Armunale broke through a disturbed formation and entered the center of the enemy.
"Well done, Leon. That's your command."
"As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to train my personality."
One Armunale and Abnomule left in enemy formation as enemy troops rapidly fix their formation. The two aircraft pay attention to enemy aircraft surrounding their back-to-back alignment.
"Proximity forward, fire backwards! Generic, turn right."
The Abnomulet forces will follow the instructions and deploy the troops without panic, even if they are not hesitant to do so from a distance. Each time, enemy troops are pushed backwards, gradually diminishing the walls that surrounded the two aircraft.
"Stop this chain of command!
"This is the backbone of this unit!
"Captain! We have to stop this guy!
"I know! Leave it to me!
The enemy troops, who understood that the two planes surrounding them were at the centre of this unit, put out the Armunale to target the destruction of Leon and his captain, Watts, and thicken the layers.
But that was what Leon was after.
"Captain Watts, isn't that nice?
"I don't have a choice. Let me show you the power of the battlefield commander."
"Bye."
Imminent enemy Armunale. Follow the stone and Faithful's watts should come out.
But it was Leon's abnomulet that confronted the enemy plane.
"Out of the way, Abnomulet, the time has come!
"There's no way. If I hold you back, Captain Watts will kick the Abnomulets."
Two aircraft cutting from the front. But in Abnomule, whose back length and power are inferior to Armunale, it is inevitable to push it down. Naturally, Leon's fuselage is pushed in and retreats greatly.
But I won't let go of my sword while I keep my balance. Perfectly sticks up and even interferes with enemy movement.
There is no power in the first unridden attack.
Leon uses his full knowledge gained by riding both that observational eye and the Almunale Abnomulet, crushing all that is one step ahead of the enemy's actions.
"Ugly!"
In the meantime, Watts ravages Abnomulet well, and its siege net gradually collapses.
Then a rushed enemy aircraft went on a forceful attack.
Extend your arms and try to drag Leon's fuselage down.
Leon pushes his hand in with a shield and slides the surface backwards.
"Become, why make that move in abnomule!?
"My fuselage is a specialty of the Startup Computer."
That was the only strength of Leon's fuselage.
The startup operators (sense boards) mounted on mass-produced abnomules are still mass-produced products, and their operability is not covered in detail.
However, if you are a startup operator (sense board) writer who belongs to the Armunale Squad and also adjusts the startup operator (sense board) for Leon, the deputy captain, you can also adjust the startup operator (sense board) of this aircraft in a short amount of time.
Thus, while it was an abnomule, it allowed for fine operability like an alumnale.
However, no other pilot can operate this aircraft, which is specially adjusted.
So to speak, it is transformed into a mass-produced dedicated machine.
Armunale flushed backwards. Leon, who took the back of it, grabbed it to jump in from behind the enemy aircraft, and the two planes fell to the ground on their way.
"What!?
"I always thought. My sync got its own fuselage, and as captain, I'm still running around this battlefield. But I'm still the deputy captain. I wonder why."
"You know what!
"I just didn't get lucky. They were lucky enough to be active enough to get a generator. But I didn't get the chance. That's just the difference. That's why I promised my captain before this fight."
"So what are you talking about!
Wherever I try to ram and shake, good things can't hold my joints in and shake them off. The manipulator of the panicking empire was not to hear the words picked up by the magic of sound absorption, but with a raw voice.
Your fuselage, I'll take it.
"Become!?
The cockpit hatch opens and beats the magic of the wind inside the cockpit.
"Guh."
The last thing the pilot saw, pruned of consciousness in an instant, was the figure of a knight with glasses.
End the ravages of Abnomule and approach under the two planes where Watts fell.
"Leon, it's time."
The Armunale of the Rising Empire rolls the covered abnomulet to the side so that it meets its voice.
"Yes, it's taken."
What I heard from that was undoubtedly Leon's.
And what was the manipulator of the Armunale was rolled to the ground at his feet.
"Haha, the battlefield commander is impotent again. I don't know, I want my own aluminum, so I think about taking it from the battlefield."
"Because I don't want those guys to go away forever. Now let's just take control of the rest and head to the rescue of the other troops. Because the north and south seem pretty pushed in."
"Even though we're close to the center here, you know exactly what I mean. I'm refreshed."
"The rear-end movement, the command from headquarters, the timing of the Armunale assault, plus the landing position of the enemy firing unit that has been following it since earlier. There are as many elements to know. Besides, there are no mercenaries near the center. He said it's probably being turned into a blackmail from the North and the South."
"I see, so let me know what Leon thinks. How do you think we should move?
"To the south. There's a troublesome mercenary unit there."
"I see. Shall we clear up the reinforcements here first?"
A rear unit, which found out they had taken the Armunale, has put in all its reinforcements.
"Generic squad forward! Proximity is behind generic. Don't lose!
Copy that!
"Captain, let's give up the spear."
"That's just pushing the trouble, isn't it?
They poke at the stars, stuck in words for a moment. But there are good reasons.
"... because it's a console I'm not used to yet"
Although there are similarities around the operation, it still belongs to another country. The startup operator (sense board) has not been adjusted for itself either, thus creating a small error.
I was going to get used to manipulation during this reinforcement because that is life-threatening on the battlefield.
"You have no choice. Well, let's go."
Two Armunales pulled out their swords and unleashed magic against imminent reinforcements.