Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

"A combat outfit that is profoundly in tune with the patron gods that reside in the Holy Sword and manifests itself by wearing their protection - this is the 'Holy Armor'!

"Holy Armor...."

Reidor repeats the words with confusion.

Just staring at the transformed Zacharius, fear and fear spring out of your chest indefinitely.

Standing was a painful presence, and it was all I could do to keep my knees from breaking.

"It's the first time I've been able to activate this and use the Holy Sword. What do you think, you know how immature you are?

"I see... it seems that I was not able to use the Holy Sword. I knew it."

If you look at Zacharius in front of you, you'll understand whether he's responding or not.

I had the illusion that I was stronger than anyone with the Holy Sword, but the realm I had reached was still just the entrance to the Holy Sword.

Authentic holy sword holder. Because there is a mythical hero in front of us with the power of world salvation.

Zecharius, wearing sacred armor, stood in front of the overwhelming power of Raydol and shouted joyfully.

"Shit... it's better for you to know the difference in ratings. Go ahead, young man."

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"Well then... it's time for you to defeat me!

"Nh...!

Raydol jumped backwards as if he had been hit. Durandal can be smashed into the space where Raidor was. The ground where the sword was struck exploded with the roar, causing a crater to sink.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

"Kh... this is so fussy!

Zacharius waves his sword sideways. A flame slash is fired from the blue-white blade to slay the distant Raidor.

"Eh... [Scorpion (Scorpio)]!"

Raidor slashes the Blade of Fire. Two slashes hit, causing a huge explosion.

Raidor shook his sword as he withstood the impact of the blast. Zacharius, who jumped out of the flames of the blast, took the shot. As you take it, you push it into your position.

"Nh... this!

Compared to strength, there is no chance of winning. Raydol pulled his body to parry the slash and kicked Zacharius in the head for a moment.

"Hey, don't kick the emperor in the head."

"Hot...!

However, a flame barrier appears to protect Zacharius. Raidor suddenly raised his voice to the pain of burning his legs with fire.

"A semi-life attack won't break the holy armor. If we get through it, it means a special blow... like this!

"Damn...!

A flaming slash strikes Raydoll.

Largely blown away from the rear, Raidor was forced to hit his back against the walls of Fort Brain. The impact on your back clogs your lungs and makes you have trouble breathing.

"Ugh... hah... hah, hah!

Raydol's body, which fell behind the walls of the castle, was wrapped in a black armor. Without aggressive shielding, his torso might have been burned and mutilated.

"It's not a bad reaction. I was going to kill him instead."

Zacharius strokes his chin and gives praise to Raydol, who was satisfied with the attack.

However, the expression is somehow dissatisfied. It seemed that he remembered the incomplete combustion of the battle that had become one-sided since he put out the holy armor.

"But... I want you to try harder. If you are now, the" Six Witches of Doom "is not only a shame, but even their" Apostles "are defeated."

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"We don't need a halfway house. If you want to survive, show some guts!

When Zacharius placed Durandal in the sky, a pale fireball appeared above his head.

Fireballs of the same size as the human head gradually increase in volume and eventually grow into huge flame bullets that look up.

At its size and calorific value, it seems that a small sun has emerged.

"Imperial sacred sword Aurora !"

"Nh...!

"Take this blow and measure your heroic vessel! Raydol Zain, are you the one who should be the Savior in the world ahead? Or is it a statue that should disappear without going there!

Zacharius waves Durandal down.

As the sword moved, a flamethrower was fired straight at Raydol.

The enormous flames unleashed were so enormous that Raydol's body could be swallowed up to the walls of the fortress. If you eat it properly, it must melt without even leaving bones.

"Kh... [Last snake]!

Raydol squeezed his strength into slashing the serpent. A dark serpent jumps out trembling into the atmosphere and rapidly catches fire bullets.

A full blow of magic proceeded without eating up the flame, but as soon as it hit too much heat from the flame shell, it burned out.

"Gu, uuuuuuuuu!

Still, Raydol continues to apply his magic and releases his nerves.

If you relax for a moment, you will soon be swallowed by the flames of the comet.

Even if you throw everything away and run away, you won't be able to avoid this huge mass of flames.

There is only one way to survive. Raydol had no choice but to cast all his magic into the snake.

"Ooooooooooooo!"

However, Raydol's efforts have been in vain, and the flame bomb is approaching as he burns down his nerves.

Although the momentum has been reduced slightly by [End of the Snake], it remains powerful enough to burn down Raidor and the walls behind him.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop!

I can apply magic. I can, I can, I can...!

Still, the flame bullets don't stop.

(No way!? I can't believe I'm here...!

Your spine sweats from overwhelming calories and burning emotions.

The flame in front of you feels the cold feeling of the reaper sickle on your neck.

Will I die in such a place?

You're going to die without doing anything and standing where you want to be?

I was banished from the border because I was chosen by the Holy Sword, and I still struggled desperately to survive the monster.

I wonder if you finally have a chance to return the favors of those who betrayed you, but you lose and disappear without fulfilling your ambitions.

(You're going to die losing, being robbed... without taking back anything?

What would Grannard look like if he were killed here?

Will I laugh as an enemy? Or do you cry as a brother?

Prime Minister, General, Mertina. Namilia and Seilia. And how will the new subordinates react?

Will you shed a tear for yourself? Do you resent the fact that you died fighting on your own?

How will future generations of historians talk about Leidor?

Do you mourn the tragedy as a hero, or do you despise it as a foolish rebel?

Or will you be forgotten as a famous man who disappeared without accomplishing anything?

(Bullshit....!

Raydol bit his back teeth.

I don't want to see a face where hateful enemies, close friends, are happy with their own death, or cry.

I don't care what people think of me as living in a long time ago. Whether it's an English name or a notorious name, you can call it whatever you like.

But will it disappear without a fingernail mark in this world?

If you are to make a name in history, it must be made by the living, not the dead.

Intense anger and rebellious will. I can feel the exhausted magic amplified by using it as fuel.

Raydol poured swelling magic all at once into the sword.

With a lot of magic poured into it, the snake regains momentum. Although it was slight, the momentum of the flame bomb was weakened.

But it's still not enough.

There is not enough power to extinguish the flames of God that burn everything down.

(You can't even do this! Still not enough!?)

Not anymore. Raydol's head is full of feelings of giving up.

In a moment, someone's whisper shook Raydol's eardrum.

Oh, absolutely. I can take care of you.

It was a high voice, like a boy, like a woman.

It's the first time I've heard a voice, but it's a strange feeling that makes me feel nostalgic.

I hate you, too, but I'll lend you a little help. Thank you very much. "

"Eh...!?"

It was dark in front of Raydol.

The immense flames approaching and the emperor's figure disappear into the darkness.

In the sight of the lost light - the howling voice of the beast rang.