"Dear Gayborg and Myornil... if you ask me..."

"Heh heh... well, we're in a very temperamental category with each other"

"Maybe they do look a little like each other...... oh, I'll call them now"

Mel immediately opens the page and calls the pale thunder hammer out of his notebook.

When Lord received it, he enchanted the two legends.

Immediately after, the pale light and the black light shine at the same time -

"I'm not kidding! What's so similar to this guy?

"I wouldn't have been made with something like this either!

"" Ahem!?

It's still similar... and that's what all but two of them thought.

"This shiny bastard... be ready. I'm gonna fill you with holes."

"... wishful gay borg. You're the one who's ready to get rid of the charcoal, aren't you?

"Hey, both of you...!

In an atmosphere where the battle is about to begin, Lord hurries in and breaks between the two of them.

"... once I ask, you remember the rules, don't you?

"Ah? If you die, you lose, right?

"If you kill him, you win, right?

"Ha... I'll explain it to you one more time, so listen carefully"

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Rules

1, Win or lose is decided when the referee stops, such as if one of them faints to admit the loss, or inches worth settling for.

2. If you leave the premises, you will be disqualified at that time.

Three, the game lasts five minutes. If that passes, both will be defeated.

4, Unlimited time from semifinals.

5, If you decide it's dangerous, force it to disarm the magic. In that case, both will be defeated.

6, Use of abilities up to once per match. Whoever breaks it will be disqualified immediately.

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"Okay?"

"Oh."

Copy that.

"Ha..."

Lorde sighs again to both who do not distract him in any way.

If it's dangerous, stop it immediately, while making up your mind so.

"Okay, we're both going to the center."

The two, taken to the road, face each other at a distance in the middle of the game field.

There was already magic coming from each other's bodies, and the legend in their hands was beginning to kill them.

"Have you finished your prayers? Myolnil..."

"Ha... didn't you remember a lot when you heard about Klausorus, too? I'm a prayer god... I guess that's enough."

"Hi-ha-ha... I wish I had"

"More than anything else. Come on...... ki-ha-ha!

Shortly afterwards, the hammer of thunder in his hand begins to emit pale light.

A small light of rice ran around her as many times, and her body gradually sank forward.

"... oh. Now it's just... this fight...!

As if to respond to it, Gayborg's spear is covered in black magic.

She was also leaning forward and building strength all over her body.

And...

"Begin!

"" Let's have some fun!

For a moment, Gayborg's spear was tearing the air apart and Myornil's hammer was crushing the earth.

One of the spears, released to hold a pattern on the right side, rubs Myornil's left temple, stroking Gayborg's cheek, where a hammer blow rolled out of the upper right section rests halfway.

"Stuff!

"Guh!

After first-striking each other with a single piece of paper, the two hit each other in the forehead and forehead as if they had shown each other.

Long spear and hammer.

Due to the nature of specializing in mid-range with each other, if we are close in time, it will be a meat bullet fight.

It was half-needed.

"Heh!

"Ugh!

Each other's empty left fists are slapped into their faces almost simultaneously.

But...

"Ugh... kuh...!?

"Ki... hi-hi!

At speed, Gayborg takes an overwhelming advantage, but at force, the armament rises to Myrnil.

As a result, Gayborg's face leans back heavily and her vision is sumptuous and distorted.

"Huh!

In line with the retreating gayborg, Myornil stepped forward a lot.

Pulling through the hammer of thunder that was buried on the ground at will, it snaps straight up the diagonal.

"Huh!"

He manages to react with a distorted vision, and Gayborg kneels down and dodges it.

As she retreated to roll, she stood up staring at Myornil.

"Chip..."

"Kihihihihi... That's unusual, Gayborg. Are you desperate to escape?

"Ugh! Just stand there for the last time. That's fine, Barca!

"Let's see. If so..."

"Huh!"

Moments, shock waves spread around as if the air had burst.

The extra color had disappeared from Gayborg's expression in the overwhelming magic emanating from Myornil.

"That's the favorite thing about God of Thunder...... something like that. I'm releasing my concubine," Straw ", and her magic."

"Ya, Myolnil is amazing after all..."

"Stupid question. Myolnil, which God carried and was a weapon, and Gayborg, which was in the hands of men, though God created it, are of a different character. Until recently, I forgot about my concubine, Straw."

"Again... do you remember Master Trident too?

"... um. The concubine Straw was once a weapon carried by the God of the sea, and it was more memorable than weapons in the hands of men, such as Excalibur and Gayborg. But it's very fragile. Bad things about the monks because I'm not sure. But I listened to Klausorus, and to some extent I could remember. Well, like Klausorus, it doesn't make much sense because I still can't remember the key part. What is in heaven and how the god of the sea, the previous owner, disappeared... I don't know where it is. Totally... pissed off."

"Hmmm...... I have no idea either, do I? But I still think God is the only one who can do this..."

"So, I guess. It's not just the concubines' straw, it's impossible for all humans to forget the name of God. I mean, I'm pretty sure something happened in heaven already. That's the level of strife between gods. In doing so, it was necessary to change everything for each of our... No, the logic of this world, Proverbs. Or maybe that's what it was all about... my concubine, Straw, is staring at me like that"

"Reason...?

"In short, all were involved. Our weapons, our people, our demons, our dragons... and probably none of the Lord's Nutsu called" incompetent "... whoa, it looks like we should go on later."

"What?"

All the magic of the swollen Myrnil is poured into the hammer of thunder in its hand.

Ability activated only once.

I mean, Myornil decides in the next blow... that's what he's saying.

"Wow..."

"Look over him."

"Ko, this is...!

As Levi and the others looked up into the sky, a huge black cloud was floating over Myrnil.

"... you seem to have summoned thunderclouds. Apparently he's serious about getting rid of Gayborg's charcoal."

"Dear Gayborg..."

"I wonder if you're okay..."

Gayborg was just staring at Myolnil in silence.

Regardless, there was plenty of time to attack, but her pride did not allow it.

Crush the opponent with all your strength.

And triumph.

Otherwise it made no sense, she put magic into the demon spear.

"Let me tell you something, this guy's serious, huh? A special blow that lumps thunder out of the sky...... no, I guess a random blow. It's a gay borg... are you ready?

From its pure and adorable face, Myolnil tells Gayborg that in a completely unimaginable voice.

"Heh heh heh heh... heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh!

The relative gayborg also distorted its beautiful face to the extreme and shouted so with trembling all over her body.

"Ha... this pervert. Then scorch... I'm bored! He's disappearing. Ahhh!" The Hammer of Thunder Falling Better Than Heaven. "Huh!