A fly demon chased after Illusia, who flew after the Virgin.

But it would probably be easy for Ilsia to leave those two.

If it's a pure power comparison, I don't think there's an opponent against the overwhelming power of Oneiros.

It's just... the dwarfed old man standing in front of me was an opponent never rivaled by power.

Only this old man must be drawn to me.

I hold the sword of an extremely thin blade.

It is the second sword that was kept in our [Dimension], the sword called [Dordina the God of Destruction].

Although it is a gracious name, lightness against reach is the greatest strength and requires delicate swordsmanship and standing around to take advantage of it.

Located opposite the martial bone wrestles and bunder snatches.

It's the bandersnatch that suits my sexuality... but this time, it won't work for me.

[Smoking Crazy Fang Bander Snatch] is home to a demonic curse, which leads the bearer to the Mad Warrior.

Then you can't.

This time the enemy... even if it gains speed and power, it will never be the opponent of the enemy with the momentum at its disposal.

Anyway, even Illusia was overwhelmed.

No small craftsmen will work in this battle.

Therefore, I chose this sword, which is resistant to reading, which gives me many options in the battle.

"I added palms the first time. But not a second time. It's against my beliefs, and it's an affront to you."

Legendary Swordsman...... Probably the strongest and best swordsman of all time, the bad eater Howgrey sets a dagger against me.

I can assure you that it is now that we have crossed swords once and have seen the battle against Illusia.

Just a swordsman unilaterally attacks Oneiros, etc... such legends and myths are nowhere to be found.

The strength of the haugrey is too heretical.

That's what even a bunch of howgray heirlooms that I just thought I exaggerated, which was also the longing of my life, seem to fade completely now that I've seen the real thing.

The reason why the strength of the haugrey was not accurately communicated is now understandable.

This battle may be told around the Millennium Holy Nation.

Even so, there will be no Howgrey feat left there.

The folks who heard the facts are sure to accept whatever else, only the Battle of Howgrey is hard to believe.

That's because his strength lies outside the understanding of the ordinary man.

Ircia also didn't know why she was taking a fall behind Howgrey herself, and seemed to be fighting bewildered.

I, the same swordsman, can hardly pick up one of those scales.

... I guess that's why.

I also think of this dwarfed old man as a giant enough to wear a cloud around his neck.

I get a good understanding, but it's scary.

I never felt this fear when I challenged a superior swordsman at a young age, or a dragon far more gigantic than myself.

I am not afraid of death.

This fear is different because I have a feeling that nothing can be done on this occasion and that I will die a dog before I wave.

Howgley credited me as' a young man who reached the same frontier as me at that age ', but it's a buyout.

Howgrey's strengths are definitely at the mercy of sharpened swordsmanship and combat to the extreme, but it shows many, many inexplicable forces that are clearly unexplained by it alone.

An inexplicable sword move that grants a second slash to a slashed opponent.

An inexplicable walking technique that takes abruptly distorted movements, whether floating or not, to disengage the target.

An inexplicable defense that completely dispels an attack that should have been hit directly.

... At least, just because I recognize it, Howgrey has these three moves.

The second slaughter was a swordsmanship received by Howgrey in my first stand-up.

Obviously, he had been slashed twice with one swing.

The first wave wasn't that damaging.

But not for the second mysterious slaughter.

I haven't been able to grasp who I am at all, but it was a severe pain that ripped me from the inside of my body.

I was accidentally dropped at the bottom of a cliff by that blow.

For these three things, I am not perceived as who I am either.

There's something in me that catches on, but the dots and dots still don't connect.

I just have to recognize that kind of skill individually, but to see where Ircia was being flirted with, it's probably not even technology by simple skill.

There's only one thing I know.

... increased maneuvers due to mysterious slaughter, evasion due to distorted movements, and absolute defense when pushed.

With moves like this, any monster opponent would be able to bring to a pure reading battle without having to rely on his status.

Evasive and defensive moves seem to be activated no-time, almost entirely from how-grey thinking, at least on the look of it.

If you beat your Howgrey opponent, it's impossible to take one no matter how many stats you beat.

In that sense, Howgrey is a finished swordsman without this.

Howgley has the art of responding to all attacks, combined with the art of passing attacks on all monsters, and absolutely doing so, perhaps the best combat survey in this world.

"Come, young swordsman."

Howgrey is on his way.

As a swordsman, I have seen something within my experience.

It is an area of danger to opponents in a state of imminent war.

The place where your sword moves might fly in a way you can't handle if you put it in this position looks just a little dimmer than where you don't.

Regardless, that's more accurate the more you know who you're dealing with.

It is my opinion that this ability, more or less, would be in the hands of a swordsman.

By standing around avoiding danger areas, you can fight to avoid fatal fights.

And sometimes by daring to jump in, it can be a good opportunity to remove the other person's thoughts and create gaps, or invite them to move and put in a return move.

In my eyes... the area around Howgrey looked like it was hanging black.

I have a feeling of death wherever I jump in.

My battle plan was telling the rap about it.

Are you sure... the bad eater Howgrey is against me or something?

... No, it's not like me to come so far and make a weak noise.

Ilsia... believed me and entrusted me with Howgrey.

"Let's go, bad eater! I will defeat you and become the strongest swordsman in the world!

I rushed out to Howgrey.