Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

Raydol was the first to move.

When you pour the refined magic into Dark Insulave, the spirit that covers the Holy Sword grows explosively.

"Cursed Fighting Method [End of Life Snake (Jormungand)]!"

Suddenly releasing is the biggest trick. This is the mystery of the battle that once took place in this fortress, bringing together the incoming Imperial troops.

The explosive atmosphere turns into a serpent and pushes the Emperor against him alone. He opens his enormous mouth and swallows Zacharius with the sword of fire.

"Oh... isn't that bad?"

Zacharius stroked his jaw with his left hand and shooke up his right sword. The winding flame stretches large enough to hit the sky, penetrating the clouds that are drifting over the sky.

"Imperial Sacred Swordsmanship [Flaming (Flamma)]!"

A giant sword of fire is swinging down. The overwhelming heat rips the black serpent apart and scatters it in pieces.

However, there was no sign of Raidor before the black serpent vanished.

"Oops!?"

Haah!

A sword was protruded from the side of Zacharius. The emperor leaned his head forcefully backwards to avoid the stabbing of his neck.

It is predicted that the [End-of-Life Snake] will not work. Cerelia even broke it. There is no way we can pass Zacharius, who is stronger than her. The serpent's strike was only a decoy to get into his pocket.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Raydol, who entered the time between Zacharius, repeatedly slashed him.

The Holy Sword in the emperor's hand is two times larger than Dar 'in 'Slave, so if you bring it into a melee battle, Raidor will have the advantage.

Zacharius was cleverly struck with a large sword by successive slashes, but he eventually retreated one step or two to the task.

Raydol kicks off the low kick and kicks his knees from the side to reach Zacharius.

"Mh...!

"Slash it!

Seeing Zacharius's body tilt slightly, Raydol slashes from the lower level to the reverse.

A blow to the body broke red armor, but Zacharius withdrew aggressively, unable to completely crush the thick armor and could not reach the flesh.

Zacharius, scratched by her regular armor, lifts her lips like a fang and barks like a bite.

"Haha! Let's do it!

"Whoa!?"

Zacharius struck the ground with a red sword. Suddenly, the ground cracked and the volcano erupted.

Raidor jumps backwards in fear. In a moment, Zacharius, who had jumped out of the flame, was slashed with a great sword.

"Ugh...!

I took the big sword blow with Dar 'In-Slave, but I couldn't kill it until it hit me, so I was pushed backwards.

Raidor quickly adjusts his posture as he rolls over the ground. When he got up and looked at Zacharius, the Emperor stood still without chasing Raydol.

Raydol distorts his expression in a way that he doesn't have to chase.

"Damn it... you've stopped the flow!

Raydol roars with his tongue.

The opponent is a superior enemy. I wanted to decide the match all at once without giving a chance to fight back, but I couldn't attack it enough and was brought back into the partition.

Zacharius put Durandal on his shoulders laughing happily at Raydol, staring at the enemy in front of him with regret.

"Don't do it. It's pretty normal for you to have fun. It is as fierce as a fiery fire, and as difficult to grasp as cloud water. A sword fight for adventurers."

"Ah, hate and bad growth. I'm sorry for the aggressive legs."

"Haha, this is the first time you've kicked the Emperor's prerogative. You can be proud!

It was Zacharius who was laughing with caricature, but he turned into a real face.

"To spare no effort, you do not accept your sword. If you are perfectly in tune with the patron gods of the Holy Sword, they will entertain you even more....."

"You don't accept the Holy Sword...? What does that mean?"

Raydol shrugged his eyes at words he couldn't abandon.

"It means exactly what you say. Hey, Raidor Zain. You... actually don't like Darinslave, do you?

…………

In the words of the Emperor, Raydol felt his heart bouncing. I felt like I was being pushed into something I didn't know.

"Listen, my brother hated you because you were chosen by Darinslave, and you were driven away by the border, right? He was abandoned by his minister and abandoned by his fiancée. You may have gotten over it yourself, but you hate Temeye's Holy Sword in one corner of your head?

"... then what? Tell me what you know."

"I can't help it. If you could accept the Holy Sword and tune it, it wouldn't be so easy to break that stunt."

Zacharius looked somewhat sympathetic to Raydol.

"Twelve holy swords have been confirmed in the history of the continent - all their power is not superior or inferior to each other. Even though there is a difference in mastery, Durandal won't unilaterally break your moves."

"Mm...."

In retrospect, when I fought Celia, the Dar 'In-Slave curse did not work and I was forced into a struggle.

Though I thought it was because of the superiority and inferiority caused by the compatibility of the sacred swords, if I believed Zacharius' words, the cause seemed to be in Leidor.

Raidor bites his back teeth after being pointed out to be unable to use the sword. The opposing Zacharius also sighed with distress.

"To tell you the truth, so is Celia. He is too kind as a holder of the Holy Sword. They distance themselves from the holy sword, which is a weapon and a weapon somewhere. I think if you peel it off again, it'll turn into something else....."

"I see. Still... you can't afford to advise your enemies. You mean you don't deserve enemies like me?

"Don't make me evil. But I'm counting on you young people."

Zacharius sharpened his sword. Once again, the flames cover Durandal's sword.

The conversation is over. It would be a sign of a resumption of the fight.

"Let's teach the young one more thing. How to fight the ancient holder of the Holy Sword who once fought the" Six Witches of Doom ". The power of the Holy Sword across the wall!

"Nh....!

"Ooooooooo!"

A blade of murder that strokes your back. Raydol jumps back a lot to get away from Zacharius.

Zacharius's body released a burning magic spell. It was an undirected magical currents, but it was sharp enough to feel the danger of life just standing there.

Raydol sweats his forehead while setting up Dark In-Slave to prepare for enemy attacks.

While doing so, Zacharius's magic grew stronger. A purgatory flame overflowed Durandal, swallowing the emperor's body.

After a few seconds, Zacharius emerges from the fire.

The Emperor, who reappeared in front of Raydol's eyes, was transformed into a suspicious one.

"Holy Armor [Purgatory righteous (Asha Wahista)]"

"Gu...!?"

"What's more, you surprised me. This is the holder of the Holy Sword across the wall."

"Whoa, seriously....!

Raydol shook his voice suddenly and sighed.

Zacharius stands in front of her, dyeing her skin bright red, with a tattoo that mimics pine light engraved on her face.

The outfit is completely different, and the red armor transforms into a pale flame that covers the flesh.

The divine figure is the god of battle. After a little distraction, he was wearing an overwhelming sense of intimidation that made him want to break his knees and hang his neck.

Purgatory righteous (Asha Wahista) ― The divinity of justice and truth. It was the manifestation of the God of Heavenly Punishment, who shot and annihilated the impure, Rasha the Devil.