"Uhhhhh!!
Zash!! The blood is scattered.
Len did it!
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The red blade that stretched from the front to the rear of Rio's Cole brand pattern pierced Len's left arm.
When Len grabbed his sword, he twisted his body and pulled it out.
"Oh, you... red?"
"--You didn't even know about the red sword? This paid off."
Blood drips from Len's left sleeve, creating red spots on the ground.
Riol's red knife was twice as long as the other colors, and the blade also stretched from behind the handle.
The unexpected Riol's backward attack inevitably damaged Len's arm.
"Kh...!
With Len holding his arm in pain, Riol switches to a short green blade and stabs himself in the thigh of his left foot.
The whole body starts shining green.
The two stab wounds on the thigh that Len should have stabbed you slowly and beautifully.
That's Len's tongue, too.
"... recovery magic, too."
"Just minor scratches. But I think that's enough for now."
Riol immediately switches to a yellow knife and bathes a thick knife on a slow-moving len.
Unlike the red sword, the yellow sword does not deal physical damage. But a sword that devours magic.
The magic of Len is taken away at once.
I can see that the flesh that was overtaking it by strengthening it to the triple is shredding and falling.
The magic amount of Len is decreasing...!
Once his right arm, which had been slashed with a purple sword, began to drip down again, sinking heavily to the ground.
"Damn it!" "Strength", double!! "
Len immediately restores the enhancement.
However, Rio will not miss that gap.
"It's too late..."
The purple sword chops off your head, arms, torso and feet.
Unable to withstand its own weight, Len fell to the ground.
As if the gravity was multiplied by just Len's, Len is sucked into the ground facedown.
"Ghhhhhhhh!! This place...!!
It was Len who used his strength, stretched his elbows, and jumped to his torso, but his body, which had already been cut with a purple sword several times, could not easily get up.
Riol slowly approaches Len's range.
"Looks like it's about time we got to the limit. I had so much fun. Well, I suppose you've shown me a minimum of strength. - They're coming to see us."
Riol looks at the audience seat.
The sword in your hand turns white.
The fastest blade: a sword capable of launching direct attacks on the flesh.
Riol pointed his toe towards Len's face.
I touched my cheeks twice and the blood dripped from them.
"Now is the time to surrender. You don't want to waste any more wounds, do you?
"Who"?! "
I thought you'd say that.
Slowly shook the sword.
The shaken white blade leaves a white trajectory and is shaken down by Len.
Boom!!
The sound of cutting the sky resounds in the venue.
Len!
--However, Len didn't appear before he was swinging down.
That's how Riole stiffens up for a moment.
‥ ‥ ‥ Can you still move? "
Len stood loosely behind Riol.
White hot air rises from his body.
Speed is back?
What, what happened?
There was a reaction to magic, but... well, I've seen this magic before.
Thousands of years ago...
"--I 'm sorry, but my speed is inconsistent.
Len takes off her coat.
"Huh..." I'm looking forward to it. "
In fact, Len's movements showed unusual speed.
Despite being sucked up by magic, it's faster than Triple.
Moreover, even though it was so weighted, it couldn't even move until now.
It seems to be quite muscular.
I taught you that.
Alex opens his mouth.
"Alex?
"Ah, his fortified magic goes to Triple. In addition, using the magic of the body in an instant, magic that keeps fueling yourself... is a momentary physical strengthening that follows a descent from activation. However, this magic releases the high-purity magic that has been kneaded into your body in advance, allowing you to break through your limits with a time limit. First name..."
"Limit burst"?
"Oh, Gilford, did you know that? A magic trick that removes the shackles of the body and releases all of its physical abilities to their limits. It doesn't matter how much Rio moves."
"Limit burst" is in my memory.
I remember there were magicians who used this a thousand years ago.
For a moment, it even exceeded the physical ability of the Beast, but then the recoil was fierce and life and death were just a special attack on the battlefield next to each other.
Len fell loosely and disappeared from Riol's sight in an instant.
With so much speed, Riol's eyes are no longer catching up.
Can you keep up with this speed even with Magic Detection?
"..." "Limit burst"? That's why it's called "the back hand."
Len doesn't answer.
"But after all, it's a substitute that can't be used in battle. It's no longer called magic anymore... it's not smart. It's just a defect. Well, it's not a bad choice if you want me to blow it off."
When Len enters Riol's blind spot, she starts a surprise attack.
Certainly, Riol doesn't know where Len is.
There's no way we can avoid this attack!
Riol couldn't even keep up with the speed, and the call brand didn't release the blade with transparency.
The moment, Len suddenly appeared behind Riol.
The difference is that Riol is completely unaware of it.
That's what I've decided!
--However, Len passed by the side passing through Riol and fell to the ground.
Blood is seeping between your body and the ground.
The audience takes a breath at the sight.
I may be the only one who understands what happened.
There was blood dripping on the bladeless part of Riol's call brand.
It was a strange sight, as if there was blood on the transparent glass.
Riol pays for the blood on his sword.
That's a colorless sword!
"A colorless sword, a living without a sword..." It came within my range, but in the end, no matter how fast it was, there was nothing I couldn't slay. "
It was Riol talking to Len, but Len didn't react.
The umpire rushes to Len.
"Whoa, did you hear that already? That was a pretty good match, Len Austutt."
Len puts the call brand on the waist holder.
Alex's face startled.
"Was it colorless?" "What was that reaction rate?" "It's beyond human limits." "Limit burst"!?
No knife...
A living sword that automatically cuts off foreign objects that have entered the area.
A weighted purple sword.
A yellow sword that absorbs magic.
Red knife with both blades.
Green sword for healing.
Fastest white sword.
No sword in Iaichi.
Is it six colors just because it is known? It would be troublesome if we actually fought.
Attack, heal, defend, ambush... everything?
And his magic can be hidden in seven colors.
The referee makes a big mistake.
"The game is over ~! Was it a battle like Grimm Rior?! Almost intact victory if noticed!
Cheers rise from the venue.
Most of them were full of praise for Riol.
Ren was transported by a stretcher beside Riol, who waved in the middle of the gorgeous cheer.
It would be rather regrettable.
No, the wounds are serious, maybe unconscious.
Grim Rior.
The original bloodline that lasted for a thousand years... - its reputation did not seem to be false.
The color of that sword will give any type of sorcerer some advantage.
Among them is a yellow sword that absorbs magic and a bladeless blade that lives in harmony.
Maybe I should figure out how to fight.
"Was the wall high?"
Alex slowly meditates and drops his shoulders.
"There's nothing I can do about it..."
"That's not the problem, at all. I didn't miss him. I think you're doing your best. Wow."
Then Alex stood up.
"I'm going to go check on Len. They'll be in the treatment room."
Ah, I'm coming, too.
I see... That might be good. Let's go together. "