Manowa

"" Put it on and off (cast off)!

Two voices echoed on the spot and the wind-sounding clothes turned off... I didn't. There is no need for wind noise to take off. There was no need to use "Fastest Zenler". It's just a knoll. That's what everyone knew.

Except for the English spirit Zeke in front of you. He needed to untie his protection in order to obtain resources for the use of the God of Doom 'Earthbreaker'. Strip for it.

And when the red cloak, called the coat of the Divine Emperor, broke off by the magical wind and danced through the universe, and the clasp of the whole body armor seraphin of St. Silver continued to come off, and the armor covering his whole body also flew on the spot. Furthermore, the momentum broke the inner into billies, and a truncated chest plate forged from within showed itself.

"Muho."

The wind noise gaze concentrates on the back in front of you. The hole in the nose swells poorly, not thinking of the beauty of the broad spine, where the long silver hair sways and glimpses from that gap. I can't contain the excitement. But there is also the last reflection. The wind noise shut his mouth giggling as he tried to discipline himself to the wind disguised as calm. I don't touch it. Just calm down and watch. Most unconsciously my fingers were moving a little bit. It was moving like a sawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawasawa

In contrast, the English Spirit Sieg endured with a critical toothpick. I know. I didn't even know what it felt like because it was windy myself. That's why I understand it clearly. I know so painfully that the same nettleness is pointed at my back as the gaze that Naoki normally emits.

I haven't let go of the craving round aura like I did last time, but I can't hide any signs of leaking out. If it feels like this, the English Spirit Sieg thinks that if the battle is over, he will immediately try to jump and cheek fold. Or you might try to practice the act of plugging bills into Brother Macchio's pants, which is a dream for years.

"Huh?"

And when the English Spirit Sieg looked behind him with chillies, there was a wind sound that was pulling the solo and bills out of the item box and gripping them. Completely motivated.

Sieg, the English spirit, teething critically, desperately faced Gilbert of gold with all sorts of things. The expression was rugged, so much so that Gilbert the Gold pulled a step back.

'I see. Take power away from the user. Is that an unusual amount of silo?

Carefully, the content of what Jilbel of Gold had spoken was itself a fact, to be admired, but Jilbel of Gold was unaware of the problems added to it with the plus alpha. Fortunately for both.

"How many of them are fulfilled, such as those who can use such swords? Even if you can use it in the first place, the user's magic supply path will be destroyed and you will never be able to fight again."

I was wondering if I could even take it off under those words. The wind sounded like, "Huh?" and raised his face with vegetables, but it is inexplicable.

"The devil's sword of the curse is also easy. I just think whoever built it is crazy."

Regardless, if that belongs to a normal human opponent, Gilbert the Gold is right in his words. But Daliang, the producer, wasn't crazy. Everything just created the best gear after figuring out the existence of Zeke. A special weapon made because it is a summons that no one else can handle, because it is a person who knows the status of being called the English Spirit Siege. That is the divine sword of doom, Earthbreaker.

"Choose a user. That's the kind of sword a brave man takes."

Sieg the English Spirit took a step by saying that one thing back to Gilbert the Gold. That was too natural a walk, and when Jilbel the Gold was seen fuzzy, there was already an appearance of the English spirit Sieg in front of him.

"Become"

Gilbert the Gold, who noticed the enemy approaching, put the Emperor's sword in front of him at night. I knew the slaughter was coming. If you look at the glow of the sword, which is the least common interrogation in front of you, you will naturally not receive it properly, Gilbert the Gold thinks. I don't have the skills to avoid it. Then we'll flush it out, and somehow,

"Ah?"

Flash.

A blow waved down from the top with no change of philosophy whatsoever. The space was distorted along the trajectory of its sword, and as it was, the golden armor of each sword of the Night Emperor was slashed and torn in two.

Then the English Spirit Sieg is slashed and torn apart, observing the gold armor that collapses to the ground. There is no way to play it. There is no indication that we should undo the event that the armor was severed. The spirit Sieg grasped that the soul that was in the gill veil of gold in the first place had disappeared completely at the time it was now slashed, without even realizing that it had perished itself.

"Hmm. Wouldn't it still be a battle"

That's what the English Spirit Sieg says and looks at the armor in front of him. His mouth only loosened slightly, and at that next moment the face of the English Spirit Sieg turned into a slightly hurried look.

"Oh, no."

And Sieg, the English spirit, hastily raised his sword to heaven.

"To?"

Plus the wind noise I tried to run out with a bill tilted my neck, but the next moment a tremendous stream of energy was emitted from 'Groundbreaker' to create a pillar of light into heaven.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa"

The sound of the wind shouted in amazement round his eyes at that too much. When the English Spirit Siege also finished shedding light, he stuck it to the ground by dropping the 'Groundbreaker', which had finished unleashing his power, as he was stunned by his actions. and returned to the silver sword which had no power whatsoever.

"Phew, I'm just a little relaxed. Is this possible? It's a really hard sword."

Seeing the sole pierced by the ground, the English spirit Sieg says so with a frown twinkled. The slight relaxation in the victory made it impossible to contain the power that had been retained. This' Groundbreaker 'was a sword that was terribly tense and focused.

"Nevertheless, can we use it if we build up a few more real-time battles"

That's what the English Spirit Sieg realizes. Either way, this crusaded both mastermind-like beings. The rest...

"Is Sieg done too? The rest..."

Bowflowers, already back in people, took a breath and looked at the situation around them.

The change of the beast man to the Divine Wolf clan by the Divine Wolf bracelet (Fenrill Ring) is twenty enough, but the change time was dwindling enough for what was made powerful by the skill 'Deepening'. But the Liberation Divine Wolf (Liberty Fenrir) transformation seemed to further shorten its change-time, and the change in bowflowers had been solved before the disappearance of the English Spirit Sieg, which came out at about the same time.

Where such bowflowers were watching, the wind sounds and the English spirit Sieg seemed to be having a strange exchange between the two of them after defeating Jill Bale of gold.

Warren Bore and Lyle, on the other hand, replaced the dominance by suppressing the influence of black potion due to Holly Skull Legion's participation in the battle, and were already on their way to victory.

On the other hand, Jinlai's battlefield is far away, and I don't see how it looks, but as a bowflower, I wasn't particularly worried. I was only concerned that I had not done too much, one way or another. And although I'm the one who holds it...

"Soo. The Lord."

The Iliadragon was behind the bowflower, still screaming in a ball-shaped fashion surrounded by armored lunatics and chromals, immobile. The black colour of the emperor had gradually begun to fall at night because the sword had already been destroyed, and the bowflower turned into a jitty eye and glanced at Ilia for knowing the 'facts'.

"Uh, that's enough. I hear it from the wind. Mr. Ilia, you're not being manipulated, are you?

"Huh!? Phew Phew Phew '

A giddy Ilia tried to whistle, but in the dragon's body, the sole was also unbearable. Mad ghosts and chromals also narrowed their eyes to the exchange and glanced at Ilia for even more bickering.

"Uh, yeah. No, I'm sure you were under that sword's control, so it's true you couldn't move freely. Seriously, seriously. '

Three gazed Iliadragons surprise me to return the words. And when Doron and the smoke came out, the round Oriental dragon disappeared, and on the spot, Ilia, who had returned to her original figure, had fallen in large letters.

"Oh, my whole body hurts. I'm totally fucked. I want you to give me a break already. I bet my life on this one too."

Ilia shrugged her shoulders as she said so.

"Well, there wasn't a definite wind noise, either, hey. For one thing, he said no to Ilaria."

That was the word I heard from the wind after the bowflower defeated the blue Jilbell. The wind heard that it was this ninja named Ilia who could not even read her mind using the artifact True Eye Forehead Decoration (Horus Eye Circlet). Wind sounds knew that he had endured torture and had not been brainwashed because of his ability to do so, even when he had previously been captured by the devil. Because of its ability to do so again, Ilia was the only resident of this world to whom Yuko's sister could be called a friend. My sister Yuko can communicate correctly with Ilia because she can't read her mind. My friend here is not alone because Yuko-sister was a communist. I just couldn't pick a friend because of the excellent artifact of the forehead decoration of the Truth Eye (Horus Eye Circlet).

The wind noise that I was not comfortable with that Ilia was being manipulated was, for one thing, to isolate Ilia using a lunatic ghost that was a summons.

"That's good. Yumika, what about the war situation?

Ilia, who fell asleep in a large letter, asks the bowflower. Bowflowers opened their mouths to the words as they looked around the battlefield again.

"Uh, if the Lyles win, it feels like it's done for the first time. I don't know about the master yet, but I've finished with two demon-like living armors, and I'm done."

Ilia shakes her neck sideways in response to that bowflower.

No, he's still here.

"Huh?"

Ilia speaks with a serious face that is different than usual to a frightening bowflower.

"I'm just gonna say what I know for now. My destiny is Kazane-chan's egg."

"Yeah, that's what she said earlier."

The wind noise was grasping what the aim was with the movement of the blue gill veil. Therefore, the wind noise was always fighting in a way that protected the eggs by turning to the follow-on main this time. But there was another problem.

"I heard the blue guy said he was attacking the carriage that was escorting Warren. Besides, the golden one assaulted that Ajito and came to retrieve his right arm. You should be here by now. The red armor that led the adventurers this far."