Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

Top and bottom, and left and right.

Raydor, standing in front of the door of the mortgage warehouse, attacked a secret unit directly under a king from four directions.

The martial bone blade in the hidden hand is swung down simultaneously.

The speed that instantly brought the distance to zero, the combination without the insanity of the dimensions, was something that even Raydor would keep an eye on.

"That's fast...... but"

But still, the spare grin on Raydor's face doesn't break.

Grasp the Darin Slave pattern with a loose hand, flatly ignoring the blade that tries to pierce your body.

Moments later, a black temper erupted from the pitch-black holy sword that remained stuck in the sheath and jumped the flying secret.

"Gu...... Awwwwwwww!

"It's dull compared to Ceilia's thunderstorm. Don't think you can pierce me with that much poking."

"Damn... what an abominable force!

Raydor, who kicked his enemies without even pulling his sword out, chills a secret that was blown away and stuck out of his head in his luggage.

With only a few seconds to defeat half of his subordination, the captain of the covert unit distorts his expression regrettably.

"'Fire Eating Birds,' what are you bawling about! Let go of the magic!

"Heck, I'm ready now...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"It's the fire of hell that comes out of the abyss."

"Redder than Zhu, hotter than Lava Blood Tide Birds"

Two voices are emitted simultaneously from the mouth of "Fire Eating Birds".

Raydor opened his eyes to the sound of a double, resounding voice as if it were advanced ventriloquism.

"Double Chant (Double Cast)............ Spirit Possessed?

"Yeah, I get it. Hey? In a matter of knowledge."

"Fire Eating Birds" spit out cigarettes and tongued out as if to do even "Akanbe".

Two black eyeballs and blue and white lips over the red tongue vero exposed in front of Raydor. I have bruises when I have anthrax.

A distorted face painted over the tongue bellows moved the gullows and eyeballs to see Raydor.

It is not bruised. It is indeed the face of a living creature.

"... Namilia likes to invoke the Spirit of Darkness, but you've never seen a Spirit served besides him"

Raydor blushes on the creepy face floating over her tongue bellow.

Among the good magicians are those who make covenants with the superior being, the 'Spirit', who lives in a place called the Astral World, to grant protection.

Spirit possession is even more heretical among them. I was referring to a being where the Spirit parasitized into its flesh and became one.

"I heard that spiritual possession comes about when the personality is fascinated by the spirits in their immature childhood and they have unconsciously entered into a contract, but that's something that often survived until that year. I heard that many spiritual possessions will burst their power and die by the time they grow up?

"Unfortunately, I don't fit that. Anyway, you're the spiritual possessor of aquaculture born acquired."

When "Fire Eating Birds" was once a court magician, he did research on taking spirits into the human body through surgical surgery and intentionally creating spiritual possession.

And even his body burst forth its power after it became an experimental platform, destroying a part of the palace.

It was a 'fire-eating bird' who had banished the court as a dangerous ideological heretic, but had succeeded in taking in the power of the Spirit as a result of experiments obtained in exchange for his place in the court.

"So... we're going, right? Your Royal Highness!

"Mad, mad, mad!

"Burn, burn, burn!

"Fierce, Hellfire!

"Swallow, you immortal flamingo!

"Gehenna Flame!"

"Flair Falcon!"

The mouth of man and the mouth of the Spirit.

Two mouths finish the chant at the same time, and two magic are unleashed on Raydor.

A circular magic formation appeared around Raydor's foot.

The magic formations engraved with geometry are violently and brightly extinguished, and the flames of Hellfire are emitted from your feet.

At the same time, an undead bird wrapped in flaming feathers appeared over the head of "Fire Eating Birds," slashing the air and attacking Raydor.

Foot and overhead. Flames of temperature envelop enough to dissolve iron from both of them.

"Whoa... this is bullshit!

Seeing Raydor swallowed by the flames, the captain of the covert unit raised his praise.

"Fire Eating Birds" unleashed the finest magic that even court magicians can handle only enough humans to count.

I got two of those at the same time, so if I were a regular person, I would disappear without even leaving a bone behind.

Yes, if you're a regular person...

"... oh, I knew it wouldn't work"

As the captain, and his other covert companions, raised the voice of victory, 'Fire Eating Birds' pointy his lips bitterly.

I get my hands on my nostalgia trying to take out a new cigarette, but I look even more when I realize that the one earlier was the last one.

"I'm not depressed that 30 years of drilling doesn't sound like it. It's going to burn out."

Raydor's body is still held by the fire of the Red Lotus.

But the immense magic that floods out of the flames. Black magic, like a peek into the bottom of Naruto, was in the eyes of the 'Fire Eating Bird' without fading.

And...

"Become...!?"

At the next moment, the magic flame was extinguished.

They didn't do anything special. I didn't feel any sign of using magic.

Despite the fact that nothing had been done, two of the finest magics were extinguished in an instant.

"No way! Such an idiot!?"

The captain screams just because he can't believe it.

In the space where the flames had been wild until earlier, there stood a reidor with the holy sword still in his sheath.