Reincarnation Monarch

One.

"Chi! What the fuck are you doing, Lemurs?

Romus said in a heartfelt bitterness, throwing up.

That would have been natural, too.

Now Romus was overwhelmed by confronting Lombardo and pushing him into distress.

But if we turn here to help Remuls, the opportunity for this will be wasted, and the formation threatened to reverse once and for all in the form of turning our backs on the enemy.

But Remulus was only one irreplaceable flesh parent to Romus, and he had no choice to abandon him.

As a result, he quickly turned his back on Lombardo and rushed to Remuls without looking at the danger when he exuded his depression (puffiness) by throwing up bitterly.

Then Lombardo was struck by the unmistakable actions of Romus.

Regardless, I heard Lombardo and Lemurus calling for help.

But I didn't see that Romus didn't care about his own danger, and he didn't hesitate to flip right to Remulse.

I assumed that even if I were to go to help, it would be after I set up some sort of rush against Lombardo.

As a result, Lombardo was stuck and delayed in his pursuit.

(Shit! Romus, that's a lot of brother thought!

Lombardo followed Romus late as he struck his tongue in his chest.

Two.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Remulus raised such an awesome roar that he also shook the depressed trees covering the area, which sometimes emitted beasts hunted down by his enemies.

Then Lemurus' arms glowed more red than ever, and began to emit the fastest light bullet ever, beyond his own limits.

Then the flaming magic of Lemurus, which until then was twitching towards Lemurus, and the explosion point where Chester's icing magic collided, finally stopped near the 3M (Merkle) in front of Lemurus.

The explosion has scorched extensively and intensely the ground on the Lemurus side, in turn shaping a thick layer of ice on the ground on the Chester side.

But this distance was so close to Lemurus that he was exposed to hot air from the explosion that his face was sweaty.

The magical temples of the two were mounting a one-off offense, and it was thought that it would last for a while.

But at that time, Romus was about to strike from behind Shester with tremendous speed.

Lombardo issued a loud voice warning to Chester from further afield of Romus.

"Shester! Be careful! Romus is gone!

Shester reacted quickly to the voice.

When he stopped attacking Lemurus without hesitation, he immediately flew straight to the side and retreated (sushi), turning all the way around with one rotation on the ground and one knee attached, he quickly pulled out the sword hanging on his hips to prepare for the attack from Romus.

When Romus confirmed Shester's series of flowing movements as he approached him at a tremendous rate, he instantly changed its course to Shester's destination and was slashed to Shester to jump on the momentum as it stood.

Chester firmly took the slaughter of Romus, waved down forcefully from the upper level, reminiscent of the nail strike (raised) by the handsome beast, with his hands spread over his head with his right knee attached, resting his sword.

Taking a blow all over his body, Romus jumped straight over Shester's head, quickly rising as he spun on the ground, and ran straight to Remuls to get his posture in order.

Remuls saw it and realized that he had taken himself out of his predicament, and took a sigh of relief.

"Are you all right? Shester!"

Shester stood up completely to Lombardo's call and said.

"Yeah, somehow"

"Sorry, I couldn't keep Romus."

Lombardo said he seemed really sorry.

"No, he's more like a beast than that."

"Oh. Very handsome indeed. And no matter what, it's thoughtful."

"Hmm. That's a pain in the ass."

"Oh. He seems to be the type to act without hesitation according to his own voice of mind. These guys move fast, but they spin their heads fast."

"My brother seems duller in his head and body, but you showed him something like the idiotic power of the fire at the end of the day. I couldn't finish it."

"Different types, but you mean they're both troublesome..."

Lombardo stared at the Bacchus brothers, who had rendezvoused roughly twenty M (Merkle) away, while preparing for this battle to be intense.