"Ha, ha, ha..."
I swept away the surrounding abnomules in frustration, and I check the situation with a slightly cooler head.
I may have been a little too unscrupulous. The load on my joints has risen a lot.
The left-wing Grondiarepesh, disconnected by Layla's blow, will no longer be available. Some of the fuel tanks have also been damaged, but the fuel has already been moved to the tank on the main unit and to the right-wing tank.
Then this is nothing more than luggage.
Operate the monitor and purge the left-wing Grondiarepesh and Magia tank.
But I don't feel bad about dumping this on the battlefield like this. If you repair the tank, you can use it well enough.
That's right.
"The Abnomule Squad there"
"Yes!
I was nearby. I'll call off a unit of Abnomulet.
"Is there a retreating airframe nearby?
"I'm planning to withdraw two planes from my unit."
Ahead, indicated by the Force Leader of Abnomulet, is the aircraft that lost one arm and the five-body satisfied aircraft that stands beside it.
"One of the planes is different, and the other one's got a damaged tank and the magic fluid (Magia Liquid) is about to come to the bottom."
"Well, then, I'm sorry, but I need you to take this guy to the garage when you get back."
Copy that, sir.
Deposit Grondialepesch in the retreating fuselage, and I'll check on the front.
Because of my rampage, and also because of the fall of Leila, who was the spindle here, the northern front is reversed and the Abnomules are pushing in all at once.
The center seems to be going well too, but is the problem on the south side? The fact that Leila was here means it's probably Forze over there.
Battis' fuselage doesn't seem complete, and Forze's opponent should be tough on his own. Better hurry.
As I began to see the end of this war, I drove my fuselage north to the south.
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"Damn."
Small and evil, he uses his limbs to chase the black fuselage running around.
However, swiveling on the spot cannot capture the target's fuselage as a monitor.
"Right there!
Wave the sword anticipating the opponent's movements. The orbit was thought to definitely break off the enemy aircraft.
But shortly after he was convinced that he had hit him, the black fuselage forcefully changed direction and cast its sword.
"Not again!
"Hahaha! Good maneuvering, but sweet isn't it!
Enemy planes attacked jump into nostalgia as they accelerate. And he shook up a nail attached to his arm.
Watching as many abnomulets have been slaughtered with those nails. Even Armunale armor can't just be done with a direct hit.
Batis takes the enemy aircraft jumping in as he retreats with a great sword and begins with force.
The enemy planes turn around and land, casting Batis' sword.
"After all, Leila's synchronization is a lot of fun. Even the half manual moves better than the other knights. Plus, it comes with the speed over here!
"Well, I was training with Eldo and Leila!
If you were familiar with Eldo dealing with the full manual as a matter of course, or Leila who started using the half manual control early, you could have dealt with it adequately even if the other person had been using the half manual control.
"Oh, no need to spare me."
The mechanics told me not to use blast speed. Naturally given the strain on the joints, I know I'm not the kind of opponent I can win with all my strength and spare.
Whether dangerous or not, if you don't use it or lose, there is no reason not to use it.
"I'll listen to your sermon very carefully later! Oh, fuck you, wanker!
An explosion occurs on the back of the sword all the time, and the sword accelerated by recoil is wielded.
Forze couldn't even react to the sudden acceleration.
The tip of that sword determines the armor of the enemy aircraft, even if it tries to dodge it.
"Knock..."
"We're still going!
It explodes continuously and waves its sword as it is wrapped in black smoke.
Forze could no longer withstand that successive attack, retreating and taking a distance once and for all.
Batis dares not pursue him deeply, interrupting the attack and fixing his position.
"Told."
"It's been a long time since I've been attacked. I figured Leila's synchronization... no, I guess I should say that sword wing synchronization is great"
"Eldo. I'm sure it might be. Me and Leila both worked out for him. That's why I want to go beyond him and Leila. You can't stay here like this!
"That feels good! I can see the bright light! That light, I'll eat it for you!
White smoke erupts from the entire body of the Forze machine, covering the fuselage.
"Limitia Perfesie activated! I'm coming!"
The fuselage rapidly flies out of the covered white smoke and hits against Battis' fuselage.
Batis is attacked by an enemy aircraft with a great sword, while shaking the other sword.
Without attacking deep either, Forze travels around with a little bit of a feint as he distances himself at the point when his sword is swung up and peeks into Batis' gap again.
"It's faster than just now. He's the one with the information."
In advance, I also heard about this white smoke condition. The magic of putting a thin ice curtain on your joints to minimize friction and increase the performance of your fuselage beyond the limit.
White smoke is thought to be what is out when ice evaporates all at once due to friction heat. At the same time, its white smoke was blinding and making Forze's irregular movements even harder to read.
Extremely troublesome magic, but not without weakness.
First, time limits. Even if it raises the performance of the fuselage, it is the living who manipulates it. Concentration in extreme conditions does not last forever.
And the membrane of the joint doesn't always miss heat either. At a time when white smoke is rising, there is no doubt that heat rejection is not following. Prolonged use can be an enormous burden on the joints.
I mean, either way, if you buy time, this magic can attack.
I wish I could make some money.
"That's what I'm good at."
Batis' sword is nothing but an attack weapon. Its thick flesh can also be a shield if you lay down.
It's like having two big shields. Defense, not the majority.
"Mercenaries! Root racing. I'll fight you which way to go first!
"Well, I'll be there!
Forze's fuselage, which was circling the perimeter, changed its course and approached the nostalgia.
Batis lets him step in and obstructs his path with his sword, waving his sword down ahead.
Fortze's step was a feint.
With a sharp slowdown from acceleration, Battis' sword swings empty and strikes the ground strongly.
"Chip."
"Ha ha!"
Then a reaccelerated fuselage jumped over Batis' head with a shielded sword on the scaffold.
Crouch down the claws to be swung down and wave the great sword.
That was taken with a nail, but from there we can use the blast speed to add more force.
Determined unacceptable, Forze landed with his posture as he recieved his sword.
"First one"
"What, whoa!?
Shortly after frowning at Forze's whining, the left arm of the fuselage is pulled hard and disoriented.
Stomp tight, but the sword moves away from the left arm that was being pulled.
At the end of that sword was the tail of Forze's fuselage wrapped around it.
At the moment of the recirculation, he was wrapping his tail around it.
Forze waves his tail and throws his sword far away.
"Come on, one more bottle"
"About you, one bottle will suffice."
It's a strength, but it's not entirely a lie.
The sword is supposed to wield with both arms. If combined with the effect of blast speed, it can reduce the strain on joints while increasing attack speed.
Originally, the Forze aircraft was too fast to be hit. That is why there is no such thing as this use that increases speed.
Grasp the sword with both hands and change the position just a little for it. That is the grand sword Batis has learned from his childhood.
"Haaaaaa!"
Run out, hang the Forze machine and wave your sword down.
Forze considered the danger of blast speed and chose to avoid it without taking it.
But Battis didn't use the blast speed. Earn your first speed with only your own learned sword moves and wave a second blow as you jump up your sword instantly.
"Danger. Danger."
But it is also not difficult to see.
If you wave a heavy sword, shortly thereafter you are prone to create gaps. It is the same in the Armunale, where a great gap is created in the fuselage of Batis, who waved the Great Sword twice in a row.
Forze did not hesitate to jump into the gap and flew sideways as he rolled.
Shortly afterwards, the Great Sword, forcefully redirected by the blast speed, cleaves the thighs of the Forze machine.
"This is what I use when it comes to blast speed. To use a heavy sword to forcefully fill the gap in a broken attitude."
"That's a pain in the ass. But that's it!
Forze steps in again, even as he is slashed in the armor of his thighs.
Batis also responds instantly, with two Armunales hitting each other with that blade.
We bumped into each other twice, three times, scratching each other a little bit, and Forze finally got the distance.
"Cuckoo."
"What's wrong?"
"Weird - no. Enjoyed. Killed, murdered, wounded, let down, shredding their souls little by little as each other wears off. The light that comes out at that time is beautiful everywhere and attracts me!
"You're totally crazy."
To Forze's words, Batis decided he was a heart-broken pilot on the battlefield.
And calmly, steadfastly everywhere, with swords and gazing into enemy gaps. In the meantime, Forze keeps talking.
"Light becomes strong with the joy of victory. Be strong with the anger that killed your people. You become stronger with the pity that killed your people, and stronger with the exaltation of battle! Emotions make the light stronger, and the heightened light can play at the moment of death! Light! I want to see that light! So I'll kill you! Have a good fight and slap your moments of viability and immediate despair as you shred your sneeze in critical condition! Come on, you saw a way out, too! White smoke disappeared from my fuselage. It's hard to keep this look anymore!
Forze's fuselage then returned from walking on four legs to the original shape of two legs.
Says Forze as he pulls his sword out of his hips.
"Come on, now's your chance! With your strength, now is the only time you can kill me! So!"
The Forze machine drops its hips deep and gets ready.
- Let's kill each other one last time.
Raise your sword as you accelerate and run toward the Batis aircraft.
Batis took a counter stance. If you're going to attack me, I'll beat a blow to it. It's the Great Sword that can do it, a one-strike Special Attack.
"Die!"
"You die!
Sword to be waved down. A great sword that can be swung up to it.
Shortly before the two blades intersected, the Battis aircraft's vision was wrapped by white smoke.
"Become!?
I can't handle a sword I've shaken.
And the fierce impact from behind hits the fuselage.
He falls off his back as he takes his passive and pounds and coughs his body into the seat.
"Goho, what..."
"You thought you won. At the perfect time counter, with the best sword swing of the day, you thought you could kill me. But unfortunately, it's all... Let's."
Clear vision of white smoke. On the fuselage of the falling Batis, a Forze machine held a sword. The tip is aligned to the cockpit.
"All acting. Magic is still available, and the fuselage is still in full condition. The part that was slashed by you was just slashed with one piece of armor. No damage inside at all"
"Hmm..."
"Like, that sense of despair. The light is condensed. Come on, all you have to do is unleash that light. Let me see it! The light of your soul!
Blade to be shaken down. That cut broke the cockpit armor, destroyed the monitor, and blew straight to the side.
What you can see from the wound is the astonishing standing of the Forze machine.
All the monitors have been destroyed and we can't see what's going on around them.
But somehow, I could have predicted.
At a time like this, he's the only one who shows up at a time like this.
"It's late."
"Will you get in the way again?"
"Eldo."
Standing there is an armunare of a single aircraft standing with a sword thrown.
Armunale, who has lost one wing, stands in front of the worst mercenaries.