I also know the essence of white fox streaming witchcraft is tiredness. Chi manipulation, illusion, and even high-ranking sorcerers have mastered space manipulation as well.
With regard to illusion, Shizuno Liu's magicians almost completely prevent it, so no effect is expected. If it's a phantom for you, you can't use it if you sneak it in so that it won't be noticed.
"Noorikome."
String screws raise the bounced voice, quickly transferring directly beside the tired, swinging the giant blade of light that emanates from his arms.
I bleed the blade of white light with my tired black body.
(You can clearly feel yourself... moving dull)
While I think so, Tired becomes aware of Ayane's eyes. I look at myself, which is obviously getting weaker, and wonder what I think, I become aware of things that are out of place.
When the string screw is flushed through the blade of the right arm, it immediately continues to attack with the light blade of the left arm.
Tired had a delayed reaction and his neck was severed greatly.
"Ru..."
Li Mei ceased. Obviously, the string screw blade looked like it had reached the bone. Byusuke, Ayane and Tyrone, on the other hand, are not worried at all.
Blood erupted from his neck for a moment. It is tired, but soon the blood stops.
I didn't even weaken my regenerative capacity. Moreover, it had a good cut and a beautiful cutting surface, so it was easy to regenerate for that matter.
(Not that slashing is invalid, but it would be more effective to lose consciousness, or to make the target flicker close to it, a blow or impact. especially against the head)
Busuke, who fought scattering, concludes so. I've never been able to beat you tirelessly, but even if I didn't, I've been to the right line.
(I can't believe you got that easy blow... not even like Father)
(You're getting genuinely weak... Long drawstrings make you weak, too)
But on the other hand, Ayane and Busuke were even surprised by the weakening of tiredness.
(If you're going to pull, pull, I wish I hadn't at least neglected to work out...)
And I think Busuke. But I also know that Busuke won't even get that kind of energy.
"Wow."
As the string screw cheers, it alternately protrudes the blade of white light that comes from both hands.
Tired even retracted and avoided, but on the way he transferred and rolled out a poke from behind the string screw.
The string screw tried to avoid this unintentional blow, but the reaction is delayed and the right arm is pierced from behind.
"Ugh."
As the string screw distorts his face and raises his voice, he gets tired and distanced, then looks back.
"Cannibal Fluorescent"
From a fairly close distance, he was emitted a massive brightness of three-day moon-shaped light, but unlike the unintentional strike caused by the transfer, this pursuit was properly read.
From the foot of the string screw, many things like a band of light pop up, knocking out the light of the cannibal fluorescence from one end.
Furthermore, the band of light stretches with tiredness. That speed was considerable, and since it was expected to follow even if avoided after a large number, tiredness again attempted to travel by spatial transfer.
(Continuous metastases in a short amount of time without much spacing...... that's a bit of a burden to me right now)
I feel tired, but tired. Regardless of the partial metastasis, when it's all about your body, it also drains more. Once tired, the wear and tear itself could be minimized, but now that doesn't work. I'm forgetting the trick.
Now when you transfer with a knife over the head of the string screw, you shake the knife down with the fall.
"Ugh."
The string screws rolled backwards to evade urgently, but the shoulder was cut off and he raised his voice again unexpectedly.
The clavicle has reached one of the ribs. It's not enough to be out of combat, and a string screw is about ten seconds away from playing it. But the injury itself is not mild. For those ten seconds, the movement will be somewhat dull.
String screws cast a short spell. String spirals can't use the long technique of chanting either, as tiredness aggressively attacks them with melee fights or short spells that are sufficient just to mouth their names.
(Even in that sense, Shizuno Ryu seems to be called the strongest sorcery school. I specialize in real life)
I actually try to fight like this and the string screws feel it.
Tired doesn't go right into the opponent, he goes in to cast his spell. But a moment earlier, string screws completed the procedure better.
The space in front of the string screws is heavily distorted and tiredness is attacked by the feeling of being thrown out by zero gravity, but in fact it stands with its feet properly on the ground. But the ground and the air are distorted, and the work of the five senses is greatly driven mad.
That's not the only impact. Places with intense spatial twists feel as if their bodies will be torn apart, causing considerable suffering.
But still, tiredness completed the procedure.
"Dead lathe."
From the foot of the tired and string screws, a giant circular plate emerges so that it can compete. The board is packed with countless human remains and the surface is flattened.
In the center of the plate was growing the upper body of a giant skeleton clustered in a black borough cloth. I have four arms. The figure is like a reaper. On both hands were long bars made by joining multiple bones together.
The moment the board appeared, the twist of space reverted as if it were a lie. The string screw also found that it was deactivated by this technique of exhaustion. And apparently, when you are on this board, you will immediately analyze and understand that all the capabilities of the spatial operating system will be disabled and rendered unusable.
The skeleton protrudes the stick onto the plate and moves the arm. As it moves, the board rotates slowly.
"Hey, what's this, what's this?
On the surface, it's a string screw that makes you feel upset, but for some reason, your eyes are glistening. Looking forward to seeing what tiredness can do.
It spins suddenly faster. String screws are balanced so that they do not fall.
The skeleton held three swords in each arm, turning the stick with one arm, while the arm was extended wide and attacked with a knife on the string screw.
The string screw jumped big and tried to jump off the top of the board. However, to the outer edge opposite the outer edge of the board where I jumped, the body of the string screw pops up and lands on the board again.
Both String Spiral himself and the gallery understood at a glance that the space was connected and that it was a spec junction that would loop even if they tried to get outside. In the meantime, the power of space manipulation is also sealed within the junction, so it is not possible to escape by space manipulation - even though it seems very difficult.
Anticipating where and when the string screws would loop in space and pop out, tiredness stepped up the skeletal body and cut it with a sword from the side of the string screw.
The string screws were completely unresponsive to this attack, their left arms were cut off from their upper arms and their flanks were also mutilated.
"Ugh... it hurts..."
String spirals that squat and leak cries.
"You don't like it. Earlier, I leaked all my pitiful voices to the man's ass. If it's an act or not, bug spit runs. A man - and if he is a warrior, he must be strong and ambitious."
"You're not convincing, even if you're an anthropophobic."
Tired of shelving himself and preaching, Busuke stuck with his face, but Tired silenced him.
Has it caught fire, the string screw stands silently and releases needle-shaped light (or glowing needle) tiredly?
I tried to avoid tiredness, but the needle split along the way, homing ahead I thought I avoided it, and I got my throat pierced.
The central skeleton wields an additional sword.
Though the string spiral cut two of the skeletal swords in reverse with the sword of light generated from his right arm, he was cut off his right leg with one remaining and fell to the forehead.
"No more, I'm tired. You lost the string screw! Retreat the string screws, too!
I couldn't watch, and Tyrone screamed.
I look at both tired and tyrone when string screws still have room. But whatever you think of the flow, you're tired, and even in the battle so far, you can clearly see the difference in power. Even as he fought like this, Tyrone decided that string screws were unlikely to win.
The plate and skeleton disappeared. It's not a technique that lasts very long, and even if you can't sustain it with your current tiredness, it just leads to a consumption of health.
"If you surrender, will you forgive me?
"Yes."
Tired responded lightly and instantly to the string screw asking in a fragrant voice.
Restrict the string screws after putting up a sealed curse so that they cannot escape with space manipulation.
"I didn't know that tying the numbers would be behind it...... [Grunts]"
Tyrone, tied up with a similar procedure, roars with remorse. I had already solved Ayane's technique.
"What are we going to do now? If this guy won't listen to you, we're gonna have to kill him, right?
Li Mei confirms tirelessly.
"You can kill him. If you're going to get killed all the time, that's what you want."
"If that's all right with you, I haven't put you this far."
Tyrone laughs, tired sighs.
"Why don't you take this guy to Fox Ajito and give him a surrender recommendation or something?
Even though Li Mei suggests, I shake the tiredness for the first time.
"I don't know if I'll respond with that, and it's going to take a lot of work to make you big time after you surrender. You need to curse the constraints, etc."
After incarceration, it was then that tired thought that it might be in good shape to negotiate with the nearby fox.
It's a phone call.
Ayane, who was holding Tyrone, reports. She felt the slightest vibration on her fingertip phone.
"Poké on the right chest."
As Tyrone says, Ayane takes Tyrone's fingertip phone.
"You can let me talk to you. You can let me know what's going on with Tyrone."
I said tired, so Ayane connects the phone.
"A number of decaying rope magicians have attacked the Ming Shi Shrine! The junction is broken and attacked!
Silco, near Tyrone's side, shouted with a chopped voice, and Tyrone changed her complexion.
"I'll be right there. Take your side. Then stick around till then and wait."
Speaking in a powerful voice, Tyrone turned his gaze toward the tired and string screws.
"String spirals, tired. No, I'm tired... maybe not my in-laws I could tell you, but still, please. Help me...... I need your help."
"Yes."
Tired responded lightly and instantly to Tyrone's plea to spit blood.
"Noorikome."
Apparently, string screws also respond to helpers.
(I'm sorry for Tyrone, but this is going to tie you to the solution)
I came up with a scenario to converge this one, and tired was giggling.