With Kamui in his hand, he cuts with Weiss several times.
Weiss was using the magic thread to manipulate the haunted people to take this attack.
He also sees the timing and strikes.
This is the second time I've fought the Demons.
It's just that I've never had a people-shaped opponent.
Careful attention is paid and attacks and defenses are repeated alternately so as not to show gaps.
Fortunately, so far, even one person has been able to fight.
But...... weird.
He moves halfway, or sometimes, all of a sudden, he slows down.
That happens, but this attack will never arrive.
It's like they're playing...?
"Hmmm...... it's time to fit in"
"What?
"Look, you're gonna see something funny."
Weiss took a great distance and retreated.
Enough to do this on purpose.
I think the trap is unlikely, and for one thing, this one stops hands too.
It was then.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
Intense screams rushed through, shaking the battlefield.
That voice... Rifa!?
Looking back in haste, Rifa was in tears.
"Brother......! Bro, bro, bro!!!
"Rifa... this is..."
"What do you say, interesting, huh?
Weiss distorted his mouth and he had an ugly grin.
"I was able to reunite with my brother, who I thought I would never see again. That's touching."
"Is that... your fault...?
"Oh, yeah"
"Why... do that...?
"You ask strange things. It's funny, isn't it?
Even naturally, Weiss replied so.
He doesn't stir this one up, he looks like he has no other answer.
Oh... well, you know what?
I just understood.
This guy is...... an enemy!!!!
"You!!!
"Huh!?
My body was moving if I noticed.
Running, jumping needles from the narcami and towing.
Fly more wires, restrain Weiss, and get slashed there with a camouflage.
But they don't get hit easily either.
While in captivity, I can move my fingers freely until I do it, lay a bunch of magic threads to shield them, and prevent my attacks.
"Oh man...... when Non says he's in the middle of talking, does he suddenly come slaughtering me? This is why humans..."
"Shut up! I don't want to hear another word about you!!!
My body is hot.
Anger's coming up next, and there's nothing I can do.
Though slightly remaining reason struggles to stop a rampant body or calm a rough mind...
But in the end, something like that disappears quickly.
Anger.
Anger.
Anger.
Endless anger pounds me and moves.
Demons are not only incompatible with people, they are also incompatible with other creatures.
A natural enemy of living things.
So it's understandable to strip each other of their fangs.
It is also understandable that he will fight and, as a result, die.
It's just... but there's no way you can be allowed to treat the other body like a toy, trample on its dignity, and hurt a girl like Rifa.
I would never admit that.
Only this guy............!!!
"Oh man...... I didn't know you'd let anger fight you. You're stupid with humans. Even though such a thing would no longer be able to exert the power of the Ten."
A thread of magic stretched out of Weiss' fingers in both hands.
Ten in total.
Turn it all against me and turn it into an attack, just as you don't need to manipulate the body anymore.
Ten threads of magic struck me as I twisted irregularly like a creature.
Front, back, right, left, top...
From all angles, they block my escape route and devour me.
"Fireball Multi-Shot!"
The three magical threads that have been looming for a long time are magically intercepted...
"Substance creation!
The thread of magic looming from the blind spot generated and received stone walls.
"Sweet."
"Huh!?
Ten more threads of magic were knitted out.
They loom right from the top and pour down on me as the meteor rain.
"Come on!"
"It's not over yet"
Ten more threads of magic are added to fill the space.
A total of thirty threads of magic.
They unfold like jails, sealing my escape route...
And pierce the body.
"Gu!"
I can't really avoid it and get hit in the right arm and right leg.
It's like being pierced by a needle, the wound itself is small and bleeding less.
However, the pain is considerable and the shock spreads like a paralysis when you try to move your body.
"What do you say? This is the power of Non."
……
"The thread of Non's magic is one attack. Without giving the opponent a chance to escape, nor allowing an attack"
……
"I'll tell you what, this is not the limit. Still dozens of magic threads..."
"Shut up."
"Mm?"
The pain runs, but I don't care about that stuff.
They pierce my right arm and right leg, and even if I just move it gently, the shock runs, but I don't care about that stuff.
I can't care less.
'Cause there's someone who's hurt more than me.
Losing my brother...
Using that brother as a tool for battle...
Rifa's heart is hurt more than anyone else in this room.
He did such a joke.
Demons...... Weiss.
I will never forgive you!!!