The curtain of that battle, which should be described as unilateral killing, was opened while BGM battlefield music such as the flying sounds of missiles flying across the sky while making a tall noise, the bursting sounds of shells sounding at the bottom of the belly, and the firing sounds of petty good firearms fired by infantry.
"Take that one!! Take that traitor!! That fool who avenges our Lord and faith!! Destroy it!!
"Go!! Sons of God!! Show your faith in the Lord by its work!!
"" "" Oops!!
Michaels and Raphael follow their lives, and Angels wave their scores as they cry out, killing them at the age of a thousand.
"I made some mistakes, but you're still in the way a lot...... well. Whatever it is, it's a kill."
impending anhel. After a quiet look at the superior species below Mikael, who do not show any interest in the intermediate species and the inferior species Angel that cut ahead of them, the millennial age flies in the sky, he lowers his gaze in a troublesome way and captures the enemies of the elephant in his sight.
"Come on, come on!! Both the creatures!! I will drive you away with no one left!!
"Hih!!
An ultra-large revolving pistol attached exclusively to a thousand years old - instead of pointing and fearing the muzzle of the M500. Anhel, who stared directly at a thousand-year-old vicious warratta face because he was flying in the lead, stirred up his instinctive fears and stepped in the air every time he feared.
"What an idiot you are doing!! Out of the way!! - doom here!! You filthy heathen!!
"Take our righteous blade!!
"I'll take that neck!!
Successive anglers avoid the angles, which have stopped in fear, and when they chase through and step forward, they descend their swords fleshly and simultaneously at the age of a thousand.
"Don't stand in front of my sister like you mutton fish."
"Hey, fuck!? Pull!!"
But the blade the Angels shook down never reached the age of a thousand.
"Gu, ha, let go!!
Subject number six, secure.
"Gaha......!!
"Subject number seven, secure."
"Tz, this stuff!!
Subject number eight, secure.
Most of the Angels who launched the attack were repelled in return by Chiyoda, who came forward for a thousand years of exposure, and were held captive after three bodies who had no luck were tragically pulled and severed a thousand wings and then severed their limbs and rendered helpless.
"I'll take care of the miscellaneous fish. My sister's over there."
"... oh, I left it to you. Use the SS as you like."
"Accepted"
Though he is somewhat flabbergasted by the fact that the target to be ravaged is taken from the side, Chitoshi walks to Mikael and the others, who are destined to leave the other side of the fish to Chiyoda.
"... well. I'd like to check with you one thing before I transport you to the lab, but what do you mean by" found "?
While dropping off the hegemonic Thousand Years Behind, Chiyoda inquired as he stepped and smashed in mind one of the angles he was holding in his foot - his right arm, which was beginning to regenerate specimen number 8.
"Gah!!... This, all things in the world, life is something that Lord Lowen has made!! But you are the life of something out of the question!! That's why I called it a contraption!!
"Well, by your definition, I'm definitely a figment of artificial life."
Chiyoda continues her words, nodding repeatedly as she was convinced of Anhel's response.
"But don't measure me by your definition......!! Everything in this world is out of the question from us!! Our God (Creator) Master has not benefited or been spoiled by garbage scum......!!
Chiyoda floats an exasperated and ghostly shape at the insult to Kazuya, who embraced his own existence and established himself by giving him a name.
"You!! We, the Son of God..."
"Oh, you can shut up now.... Correct earlier remarks in the meantime. Specimen number 8 is discarded because the upper limit of the specimen securing constant has been exceeded."
"Nah!? Oh, stop - heh!!
After a sculpture-like beautiful face grossly distorted by a fist shaken down with anger and a faceless look at the anhel, whose face plunges inward and repeats the bicumbing and spasms, Chiyoda pulls her fist out of her miserably distorted face, waving her arms and shaking off her blood and brains, this time poking her fist into Anhel's chest.
"Great, now you can go to God and do what you believe in.... I don't know if there really is such a thing"
Anhel's heart as she bloodstains in a bloody splash that erupts visibly from her face and chest - Chiyoda, choosing the nucleus where her magic is hidden, abandons it that way to a faceless anhel who stretches out her broken arm to shrink.
And after putting up the chosen nucleus and showing it to the other anhels, I bludgeoned not to say it was your turn next.
"To all Squadron members... kill them all"
"" "Understood" "
Under the decree of Chiyoda, which was wet in return blood, other Chiyodas and SS forces wrapped around the reinforced exoskeleton were attacked by the Angels who were asking how it was going in the far-roll.
"I'm going to be flirting with that for how long. Come on down now!!
After being chased around by SS equipped with a reinforced exoskeleton that enabled flight by adding flight units to the back and legs, and being overwhelmed by the difference in numbers and the barrage by M214 microguns, he became a hive and died without being able to demonstrate regenerative abilities, or was dragged down to the ground by the hands of Chiyodadas, who enclosed various gimmicks, and then killed like livestock in pity, and eventually buried in pieces with corpses, the millennials advanced to Mikaels' front against the background, which did not break the structure of static observation over this period.
"Ha... I can't say how anhel it is. Lower species and median species close to it. In addition to this difference in numbers, when the enemy's advanced units become opponents, is it best to flee instead of defending themselves? Totally pitiful. But there's no reason to abandon your countrymen. Uriel, get a team or two of the other anghels here in a conversation to cover them."
"Yeah, I get it."
"Hung... for nothing"
Thousands of years old throw up so much as they get frustrated by ignoring the wind blowing about this and other things.
"What do you mean, useless?
Mikael is uncomfortable with the thousand-year-old who laughed with his nose with a meaningful look on their interactions.
"Your kind elsewhere is in the midst of our army raising its total strength to exterminate. There can't be room to come and help you."
"I wonder what you're going to say, such nonsense… it doesn't make any difference how many human flavors you can't even use magic to be a U.N. crowd. Didn't your army have a total collapse just because we came out to play a little on that evidence? We Angel will never lose to such people. Well, if we're all as elite as the escort you're taking, aside from talking..."
"Huh!? Oh no... Mi, Mikael. Little response from my compatriots… even if there is only a request for rescue…"
"What?"
It was Mikael, who laughed back his thousand-year-old words with his nose over his superiority as a species called Anhel, but he unwittingly freezes at Raphael's report overturning that superiority from the ground up.
"That's why I told you. Besides, there's no way to deal with 800 in the first place, even if you regain control."
"Such an idiot. Anhel is supposed to lose out on human flair... figuring out how many superior species there were a thousand..."
"A thousand top species of a horse? That doesn't matter. We, our army, stand in front of your husband. A violent device that exists to get rid of all things. No matter what the enemy is, no matter how strong it is, the enemy kills. That's all."
"Ku...... I have no choice. Then we'll deal with you straight away. You'll be escorting someone."
Mikael eats and binds his teeth when he realizes his actions, slightly lagging behind in the air under barometric pressure emanating from a thousand years old when he rolls a blackened flame of fanaticism behind his eyes and smiles ruthlessly.
"" "Understood" "
"Well. Give me your neck and the war situation should turn upside down in an instant. Let me settle this before we do any more damage."
With that said, Mikael, who sent the top species surrounding him to SS and Chiyoda and set up a straight sword that he manifested, confronts the thousand years old again with Raphael, who sets up a song sword in the same way next door.
"If you can do it, do it."
Thousands of years old overflow an invincible grin at Mikael and Rafael, who finally show their willingness to fight with their own hands, provoking them by showing gestures scratching and slashing their own necks.
"imitate licked everywhere...... Raphael. I'll do everything I can from the start."
"Yeah, I know. There's no mercy for pagans like that."
"To Al, Lula -"
"Rudd, Miriam -"
Mikael and Raphael gaze at each other and start chanting when they nod at each other as they slap their mouths on their thousands of years of provocative behavior and float blue muscles on their foreheads.
Then the demon squares rose at the feet of a thousand years old, and then the wind began to wind around the thousand years old with the buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
"Well, what magic comes out"
Thousands of years old watched the phenomenon happening around themselves as the wind slowly increased and eventually slammed down the stone debris that had become windswept up and flown by the wind at the bottom of the grip of the M500, avoiding the blade of wind flying like a sickle again.
"That's the room for life."
At the same time as the words of Mikael, who finished chanting, he grew once and for all to a scale where the wind, whirling around a thousand years old, could be called a tornado.
Furthermore, the wind suddenly brings fire and turns into a fire whirlwind, and the thousand-year-old figure disappears into an ultra-high temperature furnace made entirely of wind and flames.
"My Vice President!!
"Thousand Years Vice President!!
Created by the fusion of Mikael and Raphael, the SS soldiers rushed to rescue thousands of years in the sight of a burning fire whirlwind, but the heat of the fire whirlwind did not even make it possible to advance.
"Huh, huh, keep that big mouth slapped. It's a good place to clap yourself to die easily.... Oh, I said I'd lift my neck, which is a shame. There will be no more bones, no more dust, than this magic."
"Ahahaha!! After all, the intrusion is a savage heathen who can't even use the Rubik's Cube. Were there no hands or feet before our magic?"
Two people, Mikael and Raphael, laugh with certainty of victory before a fire whirlwind that expands increasingly in proportion to the time that passes.
"Well, it's your turn next."
……
"Our magic will wipe you out without a trace."
"... ha, sister. Why don't you come out?
"Say what - such an idiot!?
"Huh!?
Though Mikael and Raphael, who supposedly killed a thousand years old and narrowed their next target to Chiyoda and SS, suddenly with Chiyoda's words, they peeled their eyes at the sight of the fire whirlwind breaking and misting in two.
"I was wondering if there was anything more...... is this all we're done with?
Thousand years old, who appeared in front of everyone completely intact, asked Mikael and Raphael with the look on his face that he had just said was unexpected when he returned the military knife he held in his right hand to his sheath.
"Hey why... why are you alive!!
"Come on, why not? Yes... didn't your magic fail?
A flat hexagonal jewel that was in my left hand - a thousand years old hiding a magic barrier generator in my military uniform pocket - while I leaked a scratch of laughter just because I wasn't going to teach it.
"Huh, then again!!
"Now it's time to dust it up!!
Mikael and Raphael gather their magic and start chanting again with emotions, because they are symbols of absolute authority in the empire and have been individually denigrated with their proud magic.
……
But unlike earlier, when I was standing on a bar, this time Chitoshi silently pointed the M500 muzzle at two people.
"- Roe, Mars!! If it's an attack ahead, it's still scratching us with such a weapon - eh... to!?
"Gaha!?
After finishing the chant, Mikael and Raphael bracketed high that they would never be attacked for putting up a magic barrier, but they became the governor who thought that their perception was false as the M500, set up by a thousand years old, continuously fired and fired multiple bullets through the magic barrier and penetrated us.
"Huh... vs. Magic Barrier Bullet... Did You Make It Already"
"Oh, yeah. A special AM bullet for anti-magic barriers made to kill a chemical like you. It's a precursor to mass production."
Well, the installed magic barrier with different digits of strength still doesn't penetrate. Yes, whining inside, Thousand Years returns an invincible grin to Mikael, who told him about the bullet that caused the wound as he hurriedly regenerated the wound he had received on the ground.
"Well, you two are the only ones left... let's just clean it up"
If Mikael and Raphael looked around in haste to the words of a thousand years old, surely all the other Angels, by the hands of Chiyoda and SS - some of them were terminated by Ensign Takizaka and other troops, and the only Angels left on this occasion were themselves.
"This is too bad a minute.... if there's any Uriel magic at a time like this"
"... I won't admit it"
Raphael, leaning next to Mikael, grasping the situation we are in and sweating cold, squeals bossly.
"Raphael?"
"Is it something that we, the Angels, will admit to, such as defeating human flair!! Until you stick this blade directly up if that heathen can't get through the magic!!
"Wait Raphael!! Do not inadvertently approach!!
Raphael shakes off Mikael's deterrence in an attempt to break the unacceptable reality and dares to make a rash assault in a low-altitude flight like crawling through the ground.
"He's right, fool."
Distorting beautiful beauty into anger, to Raphael approaching with a difficult shape to describe. A thousand years old pulls two new Glock 18 out of the shoulder holster when he treats the M500 to a hip holster.
And I pulled the trigger without getting in my hair and shot all the bullets inside the magazine into Raphael's flesh with a full auto.
"Ghah!?
The bullet fired from Glock 18 was not a normal 9mm bullet, and Raphael was chopped and torn open in the air and rolled to the feet of a thousand years old with the G2R RIP hollowpoint bullet and wire planted at the bottom of the bullet open and separated in three directions simultaneously with the firing, which had the effect of splitting the warhead into eight parts and tearing apart cell tissue in the range of about 15 cm at the time of landing.
"Like this... in this place!!
"Hmm. I can use both of these ammo. And you were right to use the beard of a dragon living in a volcanic area instead of the normal wire for a MIB bullet. Thanks to you, I can slash the spa."
Thousands of years old were watching over the power of the ammunition they had used for the first time as they twitched their limpless bodies to regain their posture.
"Shit!! Something that gets hit by human flair!!
"Shut up dude... just die"
With regeneration starting, he regained his prestige and frowned at Raphael, who began to grumble with Gaya, dumping his bullet cut glock and pulling the M500 out of his holster again, pointing its muzzle at Raphael's chest - the nucleus.
"Ha, ha, ha!!
But a thousand years old is on the verge of pulling the trigger.
Soon, Mikael, who was meaty, hung up on a thousand years old to save Raphael.
"Out of the way."
"Son...... na!?
But the result was scattered.
Because the blade that Mikael shook down slashed the sky, whereas the blade of the military knife that Thousand Years had unleashed backwards broke Mikael's body in two.
"Stay with me there."
Tell that to Mikael, who lost his chest, including both hands, and inadvertently rolled over the ground, and Chitose points the M500 at Raphael again.
"This is where I am... a lie"
"Stop. Whoa!!
Mikael's suppression vain, pungent, dry gunfire sounds, and the fired anti-magic barrier bullet shatters Raphael's nucleus.
And after Raphael's body was finely chopped up so that it could not be regenerated by the blade of a military knife swung by a thousand years old, he was kicked away like garbage.
"... it's your turn next"
Thousands of years old, who finished Raphael and bathed in blood, turn back to Mikael, approaching Tsukatsuka and Mikael.
"Ku......"
Thousands of years old set up an M500 like when they killed Raphael, against Mikael, who can't move.
"Then you die too."
Put your power on the index finger that a thousand years old hung on the trigger by saying that in the end.
But just before a thousand year old index finger pulled off the trigger, there was a sudden explosion around.
"Chip, are you back at this time?"
Thousands of years after avoiding the explosion and taking off the crisis, he stares at Teng himself, who caused the explosion as he narrowed his eyes to the smoke.
"Mikael!! Are you all right?
"Uri...... el. Was it you? Goho!!"
"Sorry, I got a little involved.... What happened to Raphael and the others?
"Everybody... I'm hit"
"Huh!? All right, stay here. - How dare you have company?"
Hearing that all his companions had been killed, Uriel, burning in anger, turns a thousand years old when he can softly lay the recovered Mikael on the ground and start collecting magic.
"... Hmm. Let's take a look."
In an effort to figure out what magic Mikael would use, Chitose took a bystander like when Mikael and Raphael were.
"Hell, Lada, Gourd -"
"The magic of the subpoena... that's a hassle"
But as Uriel's chant progressed, as the ground began to form bumpy and uplifting forms of man and demon, the thousand years old unraveled his bystander, and when he put the M500 he had said and held in his hip holster, he now reached for the leg holster and took the thing that had fitted there.
Then he directed a thing he held with his hand toward Uriel, who continued to chant, and when he pulled that trigger, he kept it in that state for a few seconds before returning it to the holster.
"Uriel!! Watch out!! That guy is going to do something!! Then the magic barrier is useless!!
"- Morse!! No problem, he's done."
After finishing the chant, Uriel answers Mikael's warning with a winning grin.
"You have made the living and demonic beings of the Gods possess in generations and evoked them in this world. After a few moments, I woke up and moved him...? Hey!! Where are you going..."
Surprised at the thousand-year-old who suddenly turned his back and walked away with Stasta, Uriel raised her voice, but it never spinned to the end.
Because the thing Chitose just had in his hand was a pistol-type LA-16u/PEQ laser target indicator, and was forced to interrupt along the way by a guided shell - the M982 Excalibur - released and poured from a PzH2000 self-propelled howitzer that was deployed shortly afterwards on the outskirts of Teito.
"... that's unusual."
The shooting, which captures the target with a terrible accuracy of no more than two meters of ammunition error and blows up all the cuttings thoroughly without a trace, ends, and the silence that was wrapping the battlefield is broken in a thousand years' worth of words.
At the end of his thousand-year-old gaze was Uriel, who was made miserable by the direct hit of the M982 Excalibur.
"Ya, help me...... I'll do anything...... I don't want to die......!!
Rolling over the ground with half his face and most of his body lost and exposed to the nucleus that would become his heart, Uriel began to beg for his life without shame or appearance when he saw him as a thousand years old.
"Hum... if you think about appearance, is there any use for it?"
Thousands of years looking at Uriel like she deserved it, frowning at the begging for that life, squeaking so with an ideological face.
"Oh, right!? Just a comforter!! Your Lord cares about this face, too.
When Uriel sees a glimmer of hope in his thousand-year-old grunt, he spins words to sell himself further, but at that moment, a thousand-year-old military knife pierces Uriel's nucleus and breaks it both ways.
"Hey, why..."
"Don't be ridiculous. There's no way a filth like you can get your husband's favor. It's thoughtful, too."
Uriel, who had been lastly sprung from his neck with the word, was to fall asleep forever.
"Well, you're the only one left."
"... ready"
After losing his regenerated body again because of the aftermath of the shelling, and losing his ability to resist, Mikael looks up to heaven with an objective look on his face.
"Right. Then die, monster."
"A monster? Huh, you're better off..."
Without being able to say the word to the end, Mikael was killed by the hands of a thousand years old, and the species Anhel was extinct within a very short period of time from birth.