Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

Shortly after Sylvia bounced off, Ray was kicking the ground.

"I'm sorry it sounds unintentional, but it's one in a million."

Mass paints the magic formation and points his fingertips at Nate.

A pitch-black lightning bolt gathers in her right arm.

"Between two and one, let me finish."

Ray approaches Nate instantly, even as he sets up Evansmana.

Behind it, the magic of origin was unleashed.

"" Dragon Struggle Scale (Gaddez) "

Behind Nate, a huge magic formation is painted.

It changed to the figure of a dragon reminiscent of the spiritual peak, and the Yangtze swayed like.

He took the dragon into his body as if he were our man, who made him feel the unstoppable power.

Suddenly, particles of magic rise to overflow from the Dragon Knight's body.

The light left the face of the dragon and turned it into an indefinite form of armed wrapped around Nate's body.

Straight out the pitch-black thunder, he scratches it with the right hand of the Dragon Struggle Scale (Gaddez).

"Noooo!!

Raising his temperamental voice, Nate slammed < Demon Black Thunder Emperor (Girasd) > to the ground.

With that shock, the ground breaks down.

That's exactly what you deserve to call a child dragon.

"You're brilliant. But you're not the target."

I wondered if the thunder rang, and < Demon Black Thunder Emperor (Girasd) > rises on all sides of Nate.

A direct blow struck him, and his pitch-black thunder surrounded Nate like a cage.

Mass reaches out pale left hand and pulls it.

A golden barrel by Nate slipped through the cage of the Demon Black Thunder Emperor (Girasd) and flew to Ray.

"Stay there for a while."

With no push, Mass trapped Nate in the cage of the Dark Thunder Emperor.

"Ha."

Lightly flashing the Spiritual Divine Sword, Ray slashed and tore the lid of the barrel.

Lifting the barrel gently with one hand, he whisks the scales.

A golden liquid went too far through his throat, right after it.

"Gu......!!

Kun, and Ray's body is powerless.

One knee, barely, supported Evansmana and managed to indulge.

"Ray!?

"... in one bite, all four roots, I'm drunk... Apparently, this is how the limited world works. Looks like I'm going to have the worst future to be intoxicated..."

"I don't know."

Changes like a dragon's claw and pierces the cages of the Dark Thunder Emperor (Girasd) and Four Realms Wall (Beno Yeven).

but Nate grabbed the < Four Realms Wall (Beno Yevn) > that wrapped around the black thunder and opened his hands as if to pull it off.

"Noooo......!!

Ray looks out for the dragon knight.

On your knees, the sword is holding you back.

Still, the fastest sword just lets go. He grabs the root of the Spiritual Divine Sword.

"The Spiritual Divine Sword, the secret..."

Immediately after Nate slipped out of the magic cage, countless sword flashes ran from Evansmana as if he had aimed for it clearly.

"Huh!!!

Thirty consecutive strikes in one breath, and the blade released at the same time, but Nate shielded and accepted.

Wake up your body, and Ray chases you with the Spiritual Divine Sword.

"Phew......!!

"Ho!!

Dragon claws and holy swords meet violently.

With terrible force, Nate plays up Evansmana, but completely kills that power, and Ray swings the blade down.

Ray's second blow, which grew every time he exchanged his sword, but Nate cut it off completely.

"Oh? Your cut off, apparently, you see the future. Is this also the power of the limited-world?

In an attempt to cover Ray, Mass depicts the Magic Formation of the Demonic Black Thunder Emperor (Girasd).

"Exactly"

The vision of Mass barely showed a man running like a wind.

It's Sylvia.

Haunting is < Dragon Struggle Scale (Gaddez) >. A particle of magic elephants a dragon with four wings, transforming it into an amorphous armed force that increases Sylvia's speed to the bottom.

"Then from the beginning, I wish I had seen the future"

A swollen pitch-black thunder shoots Sylvia.

The thunder that ran counted 100, and no matter how the future was visible, her escape was nowhere to be found.

"Ryugi -"

With the sword in his hand, Sylvia pulled it out.

"< Wind Dragon Vacuum Slash (Dust Delte) >"

The sword body was wrapped in < Dragon Fight Wrap Scale (Gaddez) > and the blade of wind was released from the blow.

The sword strike of the wind, like a dragon's wings, slashed and tore < Demon Black Thunder Emperor (Girasd) > to her, slashing Mass's torso as it was.

Sprinkling blood, but smiling, Mass approaches Sylvia.

"" Root Death (Bebzud) "

A pink black fingertip approaches Sylvia.

As if she had known beforehand where that special blow was going, she turned away and at the same time targeted Mass's neck with that sword.

Mass wraps the sword wielded by the crossbow around his left hand and receives it.

"Dragon moves -"

< Dragon Struggle Scale (Gaddez) > is wrapped around the sword, and the blade of the wind goes wild.

"< Wind Dragon Vacuum Slash (Dust Delte) >"

Like tearing Mass to pieces, the sword of the wind was slashing her whole body.

"" Jail Flame Cannon (Geo Glades) "

The magic formation was at Sylvia's feet.

As she waved her dragon moves, she drew them in the blind spot.

The pitch-black sun emitted at close range, but she jumped away knowing it too.

Ahead of us is where Ray is in engagement with Nate.

"< Wind Dragon Vacuum Slash (Dust Delte) >"

It was just at that time when Ray broke down his system, avoiding Nate releasing his < Dragon Struggle Scale (Gaddez) > nails.

As clear as I was aiming, the blade of the wind slashed and carved his body.

"... ku...!!

One root was completely destroyed, and Ray took a slight distance.

Those two dragons are strong. On top of that, the limited-world is the nostalgia of the enemy. It seems a little bad for Ray and Mass to have to fight and drink scallops.

But I can't say that it challenges the future of a hundred thousandth if it doesn't.

If we can't find a way to get over this so lightly, we can't override the prophecy.

"Now we're going this way."

Attack shifts. Sylvia was running Ray's opponent in defense of the barrel, and Nate was sliding through his side and straight under the barrel protected by Mass.

"" Jail Flame Chain Tied Magic Formation (Zola e Dipt) "

Countless polar flame chains attack Nate from all directions, trying to tie him up.

But cut it off with minimal motion, and he fleshes to Mass.

"Dragon moves -"

His lower back sword was pulled out and Nate pointed his cut at Mass.

"" Spiritual Peak Dragon Pressure Broken Sword (Gedeorba) "

< Dragon Struggle Scale (Gaddez) > gathers in Nate's sword.

A wave of that sword, for a moment, seemed as huge as a spiritual peak.

Mass, which overlays the walls of the Four Kingdoms (Beno Yevn) with the Demon Black Thunder Emperor (Girasd) and creates a protective wall, holds both hands.

He will endure a blow and will pierce his enemies at an inevitable distance, even if he sees the future.

"Sweet"

Nate sticks out his sword.

Moments later, Mass opened his eyes and jumped straight to the side.

The noise sounds doggy. The penetration of the "Spiritual Peak Dragon Crushing Sword (Gedeorba)" penetrated easily through the "Four Realms Wall (Beno Yeven)" and destroyed the liquor barrel, rounding up the city behind it.

The houses, the shops, the trees, even the mountains that were behind them, are dressed with giant circular holes.

"Drink,"

The contents of the destroyed barrel are fluffy and floating in the universe. The limited-world order is working, and alcohol is not spilled, no matter what.

Then, on that floating scallop, Nate's entangled dragon of magic penetrates and drinks it so that it can be bathed.

Unlike Ray, the more he drinks, the more magic Nate has, and the wrapped < Dragon Fight Wrapper Scale (Gaddez) > swells enormously.

"Let's correct it. You guys are so strong."

Sylvia said.

"But you can't beat us for devoting everything to the knight's sword. Love is weakness. Unless you admit it, you won't be able to beat the prophecy."

The scalloped liquor that floats in the universe is consumed by Miryu Nate.

It doesn't seem like an instant, but it won't take long until you drink it up.

"In other words, the weakness of breastfeeding is the cause of your loss."

Ray giggles at Sylvia for winning.

"Do you know what this is?

Ray opens his gripping hand and shows it. There was a ball of water there.

As soon as possible, Sylvia's expression gets more rude.

"... backscaled liquor... no way... when...?

Sylvia and the others drink scallops.

When the barrel was destroyed, a slight splash flew to Ray.

"When I let go, I slashed the scales in the barrel you drink. In this limited-edition world, the future of that rum being drunk by you is almost determined. I refused that fate."

Nevertheless, even using the power of the Spiritual Divine Sword only slightly prevents the limitations of the naphtha, its flying splash.

"Divine sword enough to interfere with the power of the future god...... You have the order of God who presides over causal fate..."

Threats and understandings, or carefully put up swords, and Sylvia stares at the Spiritual Divine Sword.

"Nafta would have seen that future, too. Apparently, the divine eye you were given is a pseudo. I mean, even in this limited-edition world, you don't see all the future."

Ray wields Evansmana.

"Spiritual Divine Sword - The Secret..."

"No use."

Sylvia gathers the Dragon Struggle Scale (Gaddez) to her sword.

But that instantly misted.

I won't let you.

Mass stares at the sword and destroys the magic that gathers it.

But Sylvia was not frightened.

"Unfortunately, I see the future."

"Is that really the right future?

Trying to shake it down, Ray threw the Spiritual Divine Sword Evans Mana at Sylvia.

"Huh!!

"Ku......!

Despite the interference of < Devil's Eye of Destruction >, Sylvia desperately gathers her magic and strikes down the flying Evansmana with all her might.

"< Wind Dragon Vacuum Slash (Dust Delte) > Huh!!

Countless blades of wind concentrated on the thrown Evansmana and bounced it off.

By then Ray had pulled out his unique sword and Mass had grabbed the opposite hand.

"" Holy Love Sword Explosion (Theo Trearos) "

A sword swept down uniquely explodes the barrels of liquor that the Rays should drink.

An overflowing rum of scales floats in the universe, turning it into a piece of water polo.

I think you're right about the future you saw.

Refreshingly Ray smiles.

"But from what I just said, you didn't think it was gonna happen. I wonder if the Spiritual Divine Sword will turn down some fate again."

"... you mean he was hit as a maniac"

With a bitter look, Sylvia stares at Ray.

He laid his mouth on the upscale liquor that floated in the universe.

My body twitches as soon as possible and Ray is supported by Mass.

"Sure you did well. But that sounds like it."

Sylvia didn't want to jump right to Ray.

In any case, he can't drink up the scales.

Then I guess he waited for Nate to drink scales before deciding he should fight two to two.

"You think so?

"Do the same hands work? I already saw the future. Now your roots are drunk again. With one more root, how are you going to drink that upscale liquor? I put my mouth on it, but at the end of the day, I can't even stand there at the earliest."

Refreshingly Ray smiles.

"Mass. Will you believe me?

He gives Mass a unique sword Sigshesta.

Mass nodded coldly when he received it.

"Of course."

Ray slips his hands on Mass's shoulders and behind his knees, gently lifting her above this.

It's common, but in a way, unusual.

"Become...!?

In this place of hearing, in a battlefield where swords can be exchanged, I poked Sylvia's void, which is called a princess.

"Didn't you see this future?

"... apparently, one, have you noticed? Indeed, as you have thought, we do not see all the future. Behavior you don't even have to look at is excluded!

In an effort to calm down, Sylvia analyzes Ray's behavior.

"But the Spiritual Divine Sword cut off his fate only once earlier. That doesn't have to be too haphazard!

Ray dared to sneak up on the princess to fight in a future that didn't look like Sylvia, I guess that's what she decided.

Ray laughed.

"You think so? In your pseudo-divine eyes, you can't even see the future of a hundredth of a million, that is, our victory?

"I don't know. Then what are you saying?

Sylvia stares at Ray smiling with a gaze of caution.

"This could be the future that will lead us to victory."

"It's possible. You think it would lead to victory if you behaved like that? I don't even need to see the future! The willingness to challenge the hearing of the prophecy and your sword, I almost reviewed it a little, but I'm a total liar! What the hell are you going to do with those hands blocked!?

"Of course, this is what you do."

Mass draws a magic formation on Ray.

Then, as soon as possible, the scallops were sucked into his body.

Like Nate, he drinks like a bath.

"... what...? What are you doing?

"It's the magic of. I made magic that I could drink all over my body with reference to that one."

"... made? Magic... just now?

Sylvia looks suspicious and turns her rugged gaze to both of us.

She looks like she's watching a sight that's hard to understand.

"No... I try to drink with my body, the drunkenness of scales spins. I can't stop drunkenness from turning around in this limiting world if I use antidote magic... my divine eye already sees a future where you get intoxicated... Yet...!

Ray stands flat as he continues to drink more than four drunken scales of liquor through his roots with his body.

"Why, hold one woman and your feet flutter...!? You should be so drunk already!

"No matter how much you drink, you don't get drunk."

Hold Mass gently, says Ray.

"Now I'm already drunk on love. That love is making me stand up."

"It's lovely, Ray"

Light, overflowing.

A new magical glow of love was about to sprout gently between us now.

"Hold her, and don't let your feet flutter. You can't fall because you have love."