Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

What can I say for myself, but my battle is easily structured as' stubborn vs handsome feet 'in the end.

Hercules, Siglos, Midgals Olm.

Usually the opponent focuses on his tough defense, preventing this attack before coming back.

As for me, it's the usual pattern to let my lightness say something and dive into the other person's pocket and repeat the hit and away.

By and large, they are often stronger than me, and less powerful - yes, they are still less powerful even if they strengthen their physical abilities with supportive techniques - because I have such a difference in strength that if I eat just a few good shots, it ends with that.

So was this fight with Howell.

"- Ha!

Aerial warfare in the 'Queen's Room', which is wide up and down. I fly over Howell's head into a blind spot, manoeuvring in 3D to keep standing with the Sky Soldier feature. His giant can move at unexpectedly high speeds, but thanks to thrusters all over the power suit. "Fast and big" cannot move "small and fine" even if it can move. So I can easily hit Howell's back.

"- Huh!"

Black Xuan (Lydil) on his right hand and a pale knife on his left - Mondenrich. I still can't help but use the little duplicity of the reach.

It's Howell's left flank I've been focusing on since earlier. [M] It is intended to increase the chance of destroying armor at all by further attacking the area worn with scattered (drill breaks).

"Phew!"

With a sharp exhalation, release a left-to-right cut. The slaughter by Black Xuan's physical sword hit the target place, sounding a tall metal noise.

"Chi -!"

Howell with a delayed reaction tongues his grudge.

Howell hasn't been able to deal with me since I hit him earlier and changed his methods of warfare with Gallari. I didn't aim for him, but there seemed to be quite a gap over there when I suddenly turned into a style that exploited the speed I had before me, which was a swine thrust style that clashed from the front.

"Oruhh!"

I duck deep in the vicinity of Howell, who uses a thruster to roll out the right hook to turn around. Instead of lowering his head, he opened his legs wide and sank himself to the limit. With a sword and a knife in his hands, he slaps his left and right fists into the force field created by Sky Soldier like a breakdancer - and when he's developing a force field underfoot, he can gain rebellion in this way, even if it's not on the sole of his shoe - transitioning to upside down with his legs swinging.

"- So do it!

Capoeira, say hello. Use the centrifugal force you shook up on your nail tip to release the kick. Both heels clashed continuously against Howell's left cheek and jaw, making a gagging, content-packed, heavy metal noise.

"Ku......!

Naturally, to this extent, Howell is not given any itching. That's the end of me feeling more paralyzed in my legs, like I hit a chunk of iron on my heel. However, if the opponent is a giant body, he will only make good and effective use of it.

"Huh!

Kick Howell's jaw up from the bottom by flexing his legs vigorously. Using that recoil, I [jumped directly below].

This was also the case in the Battle of Siglos, where elaborate manoeuvres (Manuba) become the liver. I guess Howell, with Great Bluegate as his root castle, specializes in underwater warfare, but this is a less-resistant atmosphere. It will not be alarmed by the output assuming it is underwater, but on the contrary it will also be swept away by explosive energy.

Before the thin rivers of lava crash into countless flowing ground, kick the air in the sky soldier and fly away. Rotate your body to Jun Min and walk through the air again to get distance.

Until just now, I guess I had too much blood on my head. [M] In retrospect, there was no reinforcement due to the supportive technique. I'm an enhancer, even if the support ceremony is sealed.

- If you're an enhancer, you look like an enhancer, and even if you're made a fool of yourself, I'll attract victories in a minuscule way...!

"Bolt Stake!

Always move into Howell's blind spot while activating the attack technique on the left hand side of Mondenrich. My activated SEAL and Photon Blood alter reality and sooner than they produce lightning, the Aetherinium blade absorbs the surgical power.

Unfortunately, my ability to operate without the benefit of the Force Boost can only be so powerful as to be pitiful, but if activated after passing this knife, I can break through Howell's mysterious surgical defense. The boulder doesn't have as much capacity as Mr. Villey's "Liverdeen" or Mr. Ashley's "Sir Baylin," but if you fill it up to full capacity and let it burst at once, it should do a lot of good.

"[Air Ripper]......!

Furthermore, synergies will be targeted and loaded with different types of attack techniques.

Overlooking from the top direction, I ascended the stairs directly below Howell and returned to the same altitude again. At this time, I am not going through the most straightforward track possible, and I am running as curved as I can.

Howell's offense is' straight 'for better or worse. In a way, it's no exaggeration to call him a fastball with the guy himself as a ball. Super acceleration because it uses underwater war-specified thrusters in the atmosphere. It would be difficult to control, as I mentioned, but that's why the destructive power is a one-hit Special Level.

If I were simply adding up or deducting in time, I would be instantly zeroed my distance by that explosive acceleration. In order not to do so, I had to shake my body up, down, left, right, and off Howell's mark.

He is, exactly, a 'human shell'. To keep you from shooting ridiculously powerful artillery, you either have to stay out of range or move so hard that you can't aim.

'Dude... let's fuck this up just now, Beowulf! Where the hell was the majesty? Come on. - You're choking. Eh!

Howell, who was always putting me in his sight while rotating his body longitudinally with a posture control thrust, moved out.

――

Dow! and bursts a shrimp-colored glow from thrusters all over his body, and Howell's giant accelerates from zero to Max at once.

At that moment, a sharp light flashed in my cold head.

――――

My heart was strangely calm. I am so calm that I seem surprised myself that I observe Howell crumbling through his lavish advances.

I remember this feeling. That was, yes, the day before the showdown with Romnick - during his last special training, when Mr. Villey had set up a lightning strike. Mr. Villey made a super fast dash without any foretaste and has released a sharp poke. I took it with a willow blade as I knew it would come from the beginning for some reason, and I bounced it off.

'- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I blow my torso voice to the line of communication, and Howell, who shook up his fist, sticks it in. When the blue and black boulder appeared in front of me, I calmly took the right side step in the air and escaped from the path. No waste whatsoever, minimal movement required. I'm not upset at all by the sudden things and the roaring of the beast. with machine-like accuracy.

Place the right black Xuan on the lower level and aim at his flank again.

Staggered.

"Ha -!"

Cut up Black Xuan in a different moment and slap Howell's left flank, which cannot be tightened on the structure. Gagin! and metal sounds and heavy response. Even if it doesn't crush the armor of the Stex if it hits even a little, the powerful giant in it that I will be shaken hard will roar and plunder too much.

But I don't feel safe. Because I had a bad feeling.

And it centers brilliantly on things.

'- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!

Oh, my God, the next moment you passed by my side, Howell made a huge backlash.

"- Huh!?

There is also something unscrupulous about it. It's a good place to live. If we hit the reverse vector and the same degree of force on the intense acceleration, the relative velocity will certainly be zero in calculation. But no matter how sturdy that power suit is, it's the living who's inside. No matter how much armor you overlap, even if you increase your defense with a supportive technique (Protection), inertia is not the only way to write it off.

I guess I increased my output even more than I did when I ran. Howell was in the air with nothing, but bounced back as if he had hit a wall.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!

Half-rotate your body and swing your right arm luxuriously. Thick arms beat the atmosphere with momentum like shredding the space itself.

But I dodged this without even jeopardizing it. sudden stop from rapid acceleration, and another sudden acceleration. Surprisingly, but with such extreme manoeuvre (Manuba), the attack also has to be monotonous.

Keep your head down so you can fall in the air and break your knees. Howell's brilliant arm went right through my head with great momentum and cut the sky.

"- There...!

And born, an indefensible gap. I want to aim at his left flank, but now I can only poke him on the other side of it positively.

Open your legs at once to regain your posture and just stick out Mondenrich on your left. A bright pale-stained knife's cutting-edge fangs into thin, cloudy blue and black armor. No matter, not a millimeter of piercing, just contact is enough.

"Release Enclosure!

Release the "Bolt Stake" and "Air Ripper" accumulated in the body. As soon as there was a huge wind blade with lightning.

"ghhhhhhhhhh!?

The three moon-shaped wind blades deployed at once remain on the spot because of their individual air and continue to be electrically shocked by Howell's power suit by the enclosed Bolt Stake. The thunderous sound mixed with Howell's beastly screams, penetrating the full face helmet and splitting my ear.

I open my eyes to the unexpectedly powerful activation of the surgical ceremony.

- This is, no way...!

It was a delightful miscalculation. In my unstructured powers, the power of one attack technique at a time is almost non-existent. But by accumulating in Mondenrich and releasing it all at once, a similar phenomenon occurred to the chain effect of Freibom.

The "Air Ripper" put together is a giant wind blade. The condensed Bolt Stake provides intense electric shock. Moreover, the two surgical formulas were merging to create a new surgical effect that was neither of them.

"Aaaaaaaaaa!?

The beast - rather than a scurrying roar, Howell was still not blown away by the big wind blade of the [Air Ripper], turning the thruster fully open and resisting. The Bolt Stake electric shock is supposed to be coming inside via armor.

"- WoOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

"Nah -!?"

The roaring Howell combined his hands and shook them wide. Instead of burning his nerve net all over his body, he was electrically shocked, and it still moved.

Sledgehammer.

Attack to wave your combined hands down like hammers. I have no way of avoiding a thunderwind blade coming from the tip of Mondenrich. [M] The best you can do is raise your right arm to cover your head.

Impact of being knocked down.

Defense and all that was pointless. Before merciless destructiveness, it was like a piece of paper, like defense by my right arm.

The next moment I thought my spear-like destructive power slammed my body diagonally, I was being slapped to the ground.

――――――――

I didn't know why. I wondered if my body had even made an instant move.

A sticky water sound that can be played and a bright red light that dyes your vision.

In the thick stream of lava that was flowing through them, I penetrated as much as a meteor - late to understand.

"- Ha...!?

The damage I perceived further delayed all over my body. The air in his lungs is knocked out, and instead of breathing, even his heart stops for a moment.

My whole body is painted on lava that gets red heat, but it's not hot. The battle jacket "Achilles" that Flim remade - its all-body armor mode "Stex" still protected my flesh from the high heat of the magma.

"-Good...!

I can't wait to be chased like this and sealed of movement, forcing my severely painful running body to move and quickly rise from the river of magma.

But surprisingly, instead of pursuing, Howell doesn't move while he's at the same coordinates as earlier, just looking down at this one carefully.

-? What's the matter, why aren't you setting up a chase? Are you on alert for a surgical ceremony from Mondenrich? But that should have been such a great opportunity to ignore it...?

I look up suspiciously at Howell's giant as I immerse myself in the lava stream to the edge of my knee. The blue and black armor still has a large abrasion mark caused by the "air lipper" and a slight charge due to the effect of the "bolt stake", with white smoke rising thinly from all over the place. This one's been hit hard, but the damage must be coming through him, too.

- Could be...

A flashing intuition in the back of my brain determined my next move.

Jump out of the lava creek and run straight over the ground. Dare Sky Soldier's 3D manoeuvre sealed and executed a very simple walk.

I was on my way.

'- Ooooooooooooooo!!

Howell, who was waiting over the sky, set up an assault.

Turn the thruster fully open and assault like a comet.

"Huh!"

I half-expected that would come. I jump quickly and throw myself on the ground, dodging raids when lightning strikes.

Boom.

――

Combined with positional and acceleration energy, Howell's fist wears a large crater on the rock-skinned ground. I feel slightly more destructive than just now. I'm frustrated by the unfolding that doesn't go as I expected, and maybe I have strength in my shoulders.

But it's exactly what I thought.

Howell attacked me as soon as I left the lava stream. Obviously in a hurry, another possibility emerges.

Isn't Howell [trying to avoid heat]?

It could be my fault, or it could be a casual assumption. But he didn't chase me while I was in the lava stream, and as soon as I got out of there, he launched a gunless attack. It doesn't matter what you think. I don't know if I'd hit him like that. If I had chased him before, he would have been able to stop me from sewing on the ground again by now.

"Let him go. Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Howell, who failed to assault him, still sprays a thruster and chases him. I was stuffed in an instant, and I was out of shape, and I couldn't escape, and I had to deal with it.

"Achilleus, triple maximum charge!

"Mommy Maximum Charge Power Movement"

Activate the Assist Mode in an aggressive manner and set up the Black Xuan (Riddil) on the right hand side to take a defensive position. With his left hand on his torso, he diagonally flushed Howell's fist, which was suddenly fleshy.

"Gu......!

The impact transmits the spine and runs all over the body, but he hasn't lost his strength. Poking out an empty mondenricht as a feint, Howell's body pulled off as judiciously as it was funny. That's how he sneaks into the gap where he was born and adds a cut to his left flank. Again, Gaggin '! a stiff response.

"It's no use. You're wearing it." Brave man! I'm sorry I gave up.

Howell wields both arms to pay even for depressing mosquitoes. Is it an indication of his inability to afford it that the way he called it, which had just turned into "Beowulf", is returning to "The Brave One's" again?

'No matter how much you do, you can't hurt me on Temehe! How about it's time to end the evil sentiment and surrender! Now I'm gonna save your life with Princess Xiaolong.

Howell's serial strike. He won't let me get away with it again. Scratch the fists and kicks that are rolled out one after the other, using Feint and Kurokusen (Lydil) 's body, which turned Mondenrich, and I jump off the ground.

"- Don't be ridiculous...!

The moment he was brought out of Howell's mouth about Hanu, the flame of anger that once subsided, burned up even harder.

Don't say anything unsolicited. Take Hannu away from me, what are you ungrateful for -!

I beat Howell's fury with a one-handed sword and a knife. [M]

"I thought I told you earlier! I will never forgive you...! I'll never beat a coward like you!

Duck the right straight of Howell, who produces the auspicious wind, and dash with his body half-rotated and his back pointed at him as he cuts in on the spot. Mr. Rose taught me to rely on the law - so to speak, a kind of body to zero my distance. Stick your back perfectly to his powersuit belly,

"-" Drill Break "Huh!!

Duplicate swordsmanship ceremony activated in Mondenrich, left. Looking back in the right rotation, he protruded to decide on the "Drill Break" x 15, which overlapped as much as Millefeuil on his short body.

The tip of the rotating punch angle, which is too short compared to the time of the sword, pierces around Howell's umbilical and scatters a spark abruptly.

There is no breakdown of the surgical ceremony that I feared might come. It's not exactly activated since it was encapsulated in Mondenrich, but apparently it's disabling his surgical defense by using it as a mediator.

"Nooooooooooooooooooo!!

Push the "Drill Break" with all your strength into your left arm, but Howell's robust armor still won't tear. After all, he's right, can't he hurt me? [M]

Gash, and a hard, heavy feel on both shoulders. As I raised my gaze to an unprecedented atmosphere, Howell was grabbing my shoulders with those big hands.

The unprecedented proximity of the time has naturally become a vendetta.

- I got you.

Hit and change from earlier and proclaim it softly. At the same time, however, there is a fierceness like a tongue-in-cheek carnivore. The warm, cold sensation made my spine twist.

I can't run anymore. My vegan muscle strength is not enough to remove this restraint. If Howell keeps the thrust fully open, he'll be forced to clash against walls and ceilings with tremendous momentum.

'As an adult, this is his last pity. Uniform.'

As the grinder makes a loud noise every now and then and (Drill Break) scatters a spark, a final announcement comes down from Howell.

'If you don't want to die, give up already. I told you so many times. [Temehe can't beat me]. By the time you took your partner Princess Xiaolong hostage, you had already decided to lose. What more can you do to a kid who can't use a support technique? I don't know how bad it is. "

What happens if Howell hugs my body here and bearhugs me with that power, even if it's not a clash caused by super acceleration?

Howell has the right to my life.

I guess that's why.

"I'm evil. Oh, don't tell me, surrender. I'm not a ghost either. Unlike all the big fat bitches over there. I told you, killing a kid is a bad dream for a boulder."

Howell's voice is quiet and he talks to me like he tells me to. I guess the margin of mind that you can crush him at any time, kill him at any time, makes him behave like that.

But my answers were determined. [M]

"Who... Huh!

I stare Howell in the face at the top of his head, wondering if he would surrender or something. A shrimp-colored light caught on both eyes of the full face cover and gaze over the visor of the "Stuxx".

'... I don't know, Beowulf. You, what I heard back there was originally called "Bochi Hancer." Why would a guy like that be so mean?

Weaving even the sound of pity together, Howell shook his head in a way that even said he didn't understand the bottom of his heart. "I, Hancer" - I guess knowing the disdain that used to be attached to me was still underestimated from the beginning. In retrospect, he kept saying that. I couldn't have read that, I'm surprised.

I guess it was Howell's perception that I was a one-shot shop built up of coincidences. I guess he saw it as something he would surrender as soon as he cornered him somewhat, like the explorer he always dealt with as' The Explorer Hunt (Red Ram) '.

That's not wrong, in a way.

I'm sure I would have done that before. If I hadn't met Hanu, or even taken her hostage like I do now - if my life was going to save me, I might have surrendered.

But not really either of them. I met Hannu, and that Hannu is now taken away by the hand of Yazaemon, Howell's foreman.

Hence Howell's surrender recommendation could not be swallowed up, no matter what.

I breathe heavily and throw up slowly, keeping the Drill Break, which determines Howell's abdominal armor.

In this situation, I've honestly reviewed and perhaps should be thankful for the fact that I've only shown warmth as an adult man. "A policy (policy) that prevents people from taking their lives, which has become known as stripping, deserves even respect.

So I thought I'd at least be clear about my will. [M]

"... I was definitely a" no friends "boyfriend, no courage, no courage. I'll admit it."

Keep your gaze together. Never take it off. It's a pitiful and embarrassing past, but it's part of me. I can't do what I didn't, and I'm not going to turn away. After I've taken it all, I just have to move on.

"- But alone or hectic... there's something I can't give away... eh!

Eat up your teeth, and I can put all my strength into it.

Only Hannu ever told me. "You're really greedy, Ratto."

It always is. I must be a man of deep greed. So I can't always break it at the heart of the matter. I can't compromise.

As much as I accept unpleasant things, I choose death - there is such a vice, and I am still mad at Hannu, Mr. Rose, and Flim.

But I'm sure that's my sex.

"You took Hanu from me. I used my cowardly hand to take that kid away. Whatever they say, I don't feel like forgiving it......!

An endless flame no matter how much it burns. That is the emotion that boils down as much lava as there is on this occasion. Heartbeating thoughts impulse everything about me. [M]

"... I'm gonna miss you with that little dragon princess's life, even though it's on?

"I'm not stupid enough to believe those words."

I slashed away the words that sounded merciful without putting my hair in.

I'm just a kid. [M] But I'm no longer innocent enough to believe such a 'whatever' word. Adults, especially explorers, often lie. Even if not, I try to fool this one. I try to fall into it. I've seen so many of them. I've been made to lick the bitter juice.

So I'm not hooked on such a visible hand anymore.

"So I play fair as you ask - and get Hanu back on top of that. I'm not surrendering. I fight. Fight and beat you......!

Howell has been quiet to me for a while. [M] Only the sound of my "Drill Break" shredding his power suit keeps sounding out of place.

Howell's next thought, unleashed, was the beast roaring but very low.

'... are you sure?

"Oh."

"... you're going to die, Temehe"

"I don't mind. Besides, I told you earlier."

"Ah? Earlier?

I ate my teeth and bumped the same proclamation as the other day to Howell, who had not come with a pin.

"- I'll never beat a coward like you, he said...!

As soon as I mouthed it again, my chest, which was even hotter, raised the temperature even further.

Howell, who took my word for it, still laughed, ha, just like earlier.

'- Superior, you fucking kid. Well, I told you that, too, didn't I? The world is not sweet enough to live with "weak and strong eating, every beauty alone - hey!

At last Howell lifted his shoulders and embarked on a big one. The hands that grabbed my shoulder tightened as much as they could, and the armor of the Stex made a noise with the Mississippi. Flim's improved all-body armor is no less rugged than his power suit, but for a wide range of joint motion, he's vulnerable to these attacks. When I am forced to twist the movable part, the armor breaks my bones inside without any problems. Howell could have 'twisted' me.

I resist the intense pressure that Howell is exerting.

"Huh... I don't have to be told... I know... Huh...!

Coexistence and co-prosperity is only an ideal theory. Though I hope so, the actual world hasn't. That's how much I know.

Normally, I'm the weak one with me and Howell, and I'm still the one to lose.

"So...!

I know that all the time.

Now that we know that, we still can't leave.

Because,

"- Whatever you don't care about, don't care what's wrong...!

That Howell is the Explorer Hunt (Red Lamb). Suddenly appeared before us and Mr. Villey, blackmailing the "broadcaster" as a shield. That I even kidnapped Hanu using the Yazaemon in my stomach.

Everything about it [doesn't care] - I can't forgive it.

"- So I will never forgive you! Surrendering to cowards like you is fucking devouring! I...!"

In the midst of exhaling pneumonia driven by passion, visual information about the "Eagle Eye" that had been scattered around him hooked onto the edge of his consciousness. What you see there are giants with three horns, kneeling in front of Isanami the Underworld.

"- I can't snort at what I'm not convinced who they are, nor do I bend my knees before irrational violence!

At that moment, I was ready for one or eight. I exhilarate my "SEAL" with my whole body and fill it with my natural powers. Deep purple geometry floated to the surface of the "Stex", causing twisted light.

"If you're gonna stand in front of me - I'm gonna poke God!

Screaming, "Multiple loads of swordsmanship formula in SEAL" output slot. Store the black Xuan (Ridil) on your right hand in storage and grip the Mondenrich pattern with both hands.

"Drill Break!

The "Drill Break" being activated via an etherinium blade is further superimposed on the thirty series. The rotating punch angle at hand increases the thickness and so does the output of Photon Blood, which erupts from the back.

"Drill Break!

more overlapping,

"Drill Break!

more overlapping,

"Drill Break!

layered even further,

"Drill Break!

I lay it on top of each other.

The "Drill Break", which became a convenient ninety series, was so enlarged that it was likely to crumble in an instant if it was about the head of a child. "Absolute Square would have shattered Howell's power suit or something, but I'm still not scared of it. But that's fine. What I want is propulsion, not aggression.

"Ha ha! What are you going to do now, you fucking kid? Ha! Scatter it. My armor's torn. Can't you see that?

Howell, who tries to crush my shoulder by caging his strength in both hands, can roar like he's won. I feel the shoulder armor of the "Stex", which had been wrapped with mistletoe until just now, is now deformed with merimerimeri. At the same time, however, Howell's legs slipped backwards as he was pushed by the momentum of Photon Blood erupting from my back.

"I know, that's about it...!

Yes, even after a hundred more (drill breaks) layers, no holes can be holed in Howell's power suit. That was well received.

"But there's a way to take you down besides crushing armor... Huh!

"Ah? What are you talking about, crazy?"

Blocking Howell's bullshit (shit) and attempting to laugh off, I slashed into single-mindedness.

"Is the temperature control function broken or overloaded?

――――

Howell's tongue stopped as frankly as it was funny. To that deadly crevice, I devour violently.

"I don't know if it broke with my attack technique, or if it was the original specification. But now you're obviously avoiding hot magma, and you don't want to make a big move with lots of heat exhaustion. This is more proof than anything that you've caught me. Your style of combat will be 'beat and crush'. There should be very little know-how on catching someone like this. In fact, I guess I can only come up with enough to grip and crush it like I do now?

…………

I can see my pointers stabbing Howell's stars one after the other. In this position, I went through a lot with Mr. Rose in a scatter punch. If he was the other guy, I'd already be grounded and made to kiss the ground. That hasn't happened because Howell doesn't know how to sleep.

"Besides, your gear is Great Blue Gate - which means you're supposed to be using it in underwater warfare. I guess [I can efficiently drain heat in the ocean]. But what about on the ground? Even though it's a high output with water resistance, there's no way you can just keep using it like that in such a high temperature space. It's no use hiding it. I guess the limits are close by now, huh? I've been in a hurry and frustrated for a while now, and it's because of the weird persuasions I've made. [You don't really want to move any more]. That's why I didn't deserve a surrender advice."

As I poke a knife into Howell's heart, I fold a ruthless pointer. My tongue must have been sharper than any needle at this time.

'- Ha! Suppose Temehe's right, so what? You're not gonna stick around until I fall overheated, are you?

Howell, who floats a meat-eating beast stinging grin - easily imaginable even over the face cover - furthers his shoulders and increases the heavy pressure (pressure). My "Drill Break" pushed my foot so tightly that I grabbed the ground and stopped moving any further. From the thrusters around the blue and black power suits, the sound of the intake air comes out. If I have to, I'm going to do my best to spray it and slap me against the wall.

- You think you can do that? Yeah? '

I say to Howell, who is so amazing, that I glitch the eyes in the back of the visor.

"- There is a surer way than that......!

Howell goes even further in his retrospect as he faces the pressure of tightening up his critical shoulders.

"Ha-ha-ha! That's funny! Fine, if you can do it, try it! - I wish I could!

"- Huh!?

Gun! and abrupt shock to the forehead. Howell stretched his neck and punched him in the head. Each other's helms clash against each other, and tremors shake their brains. The taste of blood spread in the back of my nose.

A shrimp-colored light bursts from Howell's eyelens, burning like a blaze as if it were an indication of his fervent will.

"No matter how much you drool, it's the last guy standing there winning! Even if I mess with you, you're still gonna get me out of business - let's give it a shot!

"Huh...!

There is tremendous pressure on your head, shoulders, and three points. My body is about to get pinched by Photon Blood of "Drill Break" ejecting from my back.

But...

"- It's me who wins... Huh!

I can't lose. Is that what you lose? I never want to lose to a guy like this -!

Eat up your teeth and withstand the heavy pressure. I further inspired SEAL and loaded the swordsmanship into the output slot. There,

"No, I'm the one who wins! I don't know about Temei, but grown men are mean! I'm proud of you!

My right shoulder came off the moment Howell yelled at me, making a noise. The fierce pain that I could play ran and I couldn't even scream at too many shocks. Raise the groan in your heart alone and endure the pain. Body temperature rose, not because of the temperature, and greasy sweat erupted from a pore called a pore all over his body.

"For a fucking kid who just wastes time - you can't lose. Ooh!

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Heavy pressure (pressure) increases without ceiling knowledge. Burning sensation concentrates so much that it is likely to burn on the right shoulder. It feels like not only the bone, but even the muscle fibers are chopped a thousand times. I no longer had little sense of ahead from my shoulders, and my right arm had turned into an accessory that was just stuck to my body.

While the pain brightened my eyes, I audio activated the swordsmanship ceremony to spit blood (call).

"- [Drillbreak] Huh!

The current maximum number of output slots I can simultaneously activate is twenty. About fifteen is solid for a steady process, but now it's a waste of time anyway. I don't think about it later. I'm going to punch the technique into the slot.

"Drill Break!

Multiply and activate twenty more. Now one hundred and thirty series (drill breaks) will be operational via Mondenrich. Repeatedly stacked deep purple rotational impulse angles are no longer those of the knife. The short pattern becomes so clumpy that it looks unreliable that it chooses Howell's belly. As always, all the rubbing sounds are fierce, not even a few sharpen the armor, but nevertheless the momentum of Photon Blood erupting from his back just builds up.

"- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!

I don't know. I raise my roar. The propulsion of the deep purple that pushes my entire body again exceeds Howell's resistance and begins to slide the bottom of my boot.

Not yet. Not enough yet.

"Drill Break!

Plus when I put the "Drill Break" x20 up, my body finally floated with every Howell giant and began to fly through the air.

"- [Drillbreak] Heh!

Additional activation when no push is made there. The thrust of an unprecedented hundred and seventies of Drill Break is no longer greater than my body. Accelerate like a rocket by a deep purple thrust that also looks like the tail of a comet. Me and Howell's bodies are gaining momentum and flying.

Going forward - standing in the center of "Between Queens," [a giant firepillar].

'-!? No way Temeye......!?

As I flew through the arrows that were unleashed, Howell, now aware of my purpose, let go of the loss of color.

"- Come on, are you insane!? Temee...... are you going to blow yourself up!?

Then I thought I said something to worry about my head, ejecting shrimp-colored Photon Blood from the entire body of the power suit and trying to slow it down.

Originally, full force injection by thrusters to travel fast underwater stopped even the momentum of a hundred and seventy series of boulders (drill breaks). Me and Howell slowed down the flight rapidly, eventually stationary at a point in the air. Regardless, the only thing that stopped was the force of pushing each other caught on, a state of tension that is not strange to shake off to either side whenever. Dynamic stillness, but it should be said.

I tell him to groan in a state of impending impulsiveness. [M]

"It's a patience battle...!

"Ahhh!?

"It's an endurance battle with you and me! Stick it in there like this and push it through to [top]......! I'll get you to hang out......!

Yes, Howell's insight is right.

I'm going straight into that pillar of fire, Howell. You have to jump into that thing where Isanami was absorbing the power of the magma, go up to the fire exit, which should be far up, and push through.

'- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Are you sure you're up to this? You know what I mean! Try something - Temehe and I can't just do it!?

From Howell's correspondence, he was flying around sparingly. I'm desperately spraying a thruster to resist with all my might if I'm going to get it in my heart.

I even laughed in my mouth and gave my approval to the big man who was going to do the majesty.

"Oh, I know. [That's why]...!

I still think it's a ridiculous operation. No, it may not even be an operation. But that's not why I abandoned myself.

"My attack will not break your armor. I lose like this. [M] But unless we compete with each other's armor durability. I believe in the man who built this armor. If you can get in there from here until you get out of the fire escape, you win. But if you couldn't stand it..."

Eat up your teeth and even activate the "SEAL", which is in a runaway state. The radiance of the deep purple arc (arc) that was playing on the surface of the "Stex" added even more intensity.

- I win.

I could already see the bottom of Photon Blood in my body and I knew for sure that the state of depletion (igzost) was close, but I didn't care about that.

Absolutely win.

That's all I've been thinking about at this moment.

"Drill Break."

The rotational punch angle at hand is further enlarged by an additional activated swordsmanship formula that is whispered in one turn. This leaves me and Howell only a short distance apart, but his arm is still within reach, so the tightness doesn't break.

With the newly activated "Drill Break" × 20, the thrust of the back, which was convenient for one hundred and ninety pieces, evolved into a monstrous one. In my head, a hundred and ninety people are busy handling the surgical ceremony that I push. While they were all processed at high speed in parallel, Howell's thruster's equilibrium collapsed and I started pushing him again.

'- Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!!!

Howell raised a screaming growl. The shrimp-colored thrust, which was already thought to be fully open, adds even more momentum. He's desperate, too. I guess I was right after all. Howell's powersuit thermoregulation mechanism is faulty or not already saturated and fully functional. If you jump in there, there won't be a single pile. Because we know it, it's a mad resistance to death.

But it's too late.

"[Drill... Blake]... ugh!

Somewhere in my head, my instincts are ringing the alarm. Ignoring that in its entirety, I mounted the swordsmanship ceremony even more. Usually, you have to be aware of changes in physical abilities due to Absolute Square, but now even that resource can go into surgical control.

As a result, two hundred and ten series of "Drill Breaks".

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Howell's diligent resistance was no better than the thrust of the "Drill Break" gained at the end of an unusual stack.

The antagonism of each other's forces collapsed greatly, and me and Howell accelerated together at once.

As a bullet, fly 'Between Queens' straight across the central fire column.

"- Awwwwwwwww!!!

When I realized I was losing and raising my voice from my stomach. [M] I can't perform any more manipulations. Just before you fall into an almost depleted state (igzost), if you say so, a piece of neck skin connects your consciousness. If I activate the surgical ceremony one more time, I'm not sure I can move properly after that.

- So now I decide...!

Swallow the terror that has crept up to your throat ready for a quick throw. Even I know it. Howell's right, this is not a sanity shack. Let's jump into the heart of the Magma's boiling volcano. I said I believed in the performance of "Achilles" that Flim remade me, but I didn't get an absolute guarantee from her. Instead, they decide to be pissed off to death if they split later. I'm going to do something stupid. [M]

But the stray didn't even look like this. I didn't even hesitate. It was self-evident that I couldn't beat Howell without doing this.

Then I will.

Because that's the only option I have.

"Yikes, Yikes, Yikes, Yikes - Yikes!!!

Crush the pressure of shrimp-colored Photon Blood spraying into the reverse vector and push on as many dragons ascend the waterfall.

In sight, the red balls (rubies) you aim for come close to the firepillars every now and then.

There,

"-WWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

The roar of the Pluto Isanami splits his ear. They reacted to our sudden approach.

After all, this guy didn't do anything while me and Howell were fighting. On the contrary, I wasn't even looking to Mr. One, who lost his temper of war.

In other words, absorbing energy from the central fire column is a top priority for Isanami. So I rule out anything that comes close to it, and vice versa, I don't hand it to anything that doesn't. Same as that Hercules initial state.

But not if you're dealing with this guy now -!

"WWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Isanami, who was a stand-up, looked back brilliantly, lifting her arms as she shook her flaming hair, which also looked like a luxurious hyena (tenderness), into a combat posture. The magnificence of the giant building itself makes me dazzle again, but I still observe his movements, including visual information on the Eagle Eye scattered all over the place.

A black-armed black-fire sweeps away the space. A long nail ripped the atmosphere, from which a new burst of flame broke out.

"- Huh!"

The wall of flames - No, Fury Tao pushed me and Howell over. Attacks by giant monsters, not points, but "faces." Never feel the willingness to approach the central pillar of fire - the throne where he sits.

But how much does it mean to a man who's about to jump into hell?

I don't mind.

Run him in.

"Haaaaaa!!!

Anyway, there's Howell in front of me. It was from his back that he first entered the flaming tsunami. Not to mention the fact that it is my purpose to bake a blue and black power suit with heat, so it is rather a great development.

It burst into a wave of flames with even physical pressure. Slight resistance, but soon shake it off, push it through.

"WWWWWWWWWWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA -!"

The next Pluto moved fast. Perhaps he knew from the beginning that flames alone could not stop us. He moves ahead through a tsunami-like flame and waves down his hand with sharp nails. For him, when the featherworm strikes us down with its hands.

"Ku......!

Dompisha in time. They're cutting out this speed. But I can't accelerate any further, and I can't slow down either, as long as Howell resists at full force. Or there is no property for adding or subtracting output to the thrust of "Drillbreak" - either "0" or "100".

"- Holy shit!

At his discretion, I jumped my legs back up and kicked the invisible wall with the Sky Soldier function. Rapid change of direction. Me and Howell bend the track at a sharp angle and fall towards the bottom. It's like a fork ball.

"- Huh!?

I'm in a hurry for a change of track that's not what I expected. Maybe Howell's spraying thrusters are heavily influenced. I just missed the timing a little bit and I was going to crawl right under Isanami's hand. Now it will clash to the ground before it reaches the fire pillar.

――――

Considerable recoil will be required to modify the vector facing downward at this speed upward. I had to kick the force field in the sky soldier just now, but it doesn't take me to protect myself. Not if my leg just breaks as a result. If you do poorly, you could smash all the bones in your lower body.

But...

"-Sa, let, ru, kaaaaaa!!!

As I said, there is no other option. We just have to do it.

I slammed my left foot down and kicked the force field that unfolded on Sky Soldier's sole.

"Huh!?

Severe pain that explodes. The impact breaks through from the heel to the brain. It was no longer 'painful' or 'hot', only the feeling of 'crushed' clearly ran nerves like light. I can't use my left leg anymore.

"Uhhhhh!?

Whether it's a scream or a roar, raise your voice uncertain to yourself, and I will succeed in reorienting. Again, Howell's resistance didn't get him on the right track, but still, if he keeps going straight, it's a course into the fire column.

As a result, me and Howell paint a bouncing-ball-like trajectory and jerk Isanami's nose into the pillars of a bright red burning hall.

"- Kusso gaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

When the beast roared, that loud voice was Howell's last voice I heard on this occasion.

"-!"

Just before Howell's back sticks into the fire column, he lifts his arms so that they shake up the fishing rod, and even kicks the atmosphere with his surviving right leg, making modifications in the direction of travel.

After all, me and Howell drew a 'J' shaped curve and jumped into the lava column.

It feels like I stuck it in a giant waterfall.

My whole body is wrapped up in enormous heat. Violent pressures are coming from all directions.

"Gu......!?

The lava, where the floor master was immersing himself and absorbing energy, had more heat than he could have imagined. It is not comparable to the creek that was flowing there in "Between the Queens". It is a 'mainstream' heat that would be directly beneath the volcano and probably directly at the crater exit. Unlike tributaries, it can't be half-breed.

Still.

"- uhhhhhhhh!!

Sound the only scream I can hear inside (Stex), and I push through the lava stream. Continue the ascent toward the top.

I don't see Howell in my bright red stained vision. But it is only obvious that his presence is in front of him. I can see that the power of my hands grabbing both shoulders is stronger than before, and that I am definitely not going to leave me. Of course not. If you leave me here, his death will be confirmed at that moment. More than this is a comparison of patience, there is bound to come a moment of time-over. Howell can't leave me no matter what happens until he breaks through the fire escape.

While swimming in a viscous liquid, I don't feel much heat on my skin though. I somehow know the outside of the armor is supposed to be pretty bad. But Stex's armor is protecting me, and the thermoregulation function is running at its full capacity.

This could get us to the fire exit without much damage - and it was shallow to think so.

It's obvious if you think about it, but the fact that the inside of the armor isn't hot is because it's draining the calories that should be there somewhere. And it was implemented considering its use in hot environments such as tropical areas and in flames, never a function for swimming in lava waters.

I mean, the limit came quickly.

At first it was a slight enthusiasm that tucked around the skin. It's like coming in from outside a cooler room, like a raw, warm breeze.

It was almost for a moment that it turned into such a hot air that it was likely to burn.

……

Hot. Hot. Ouch. Burning. Sweat erupts. I feel unpleasant pressure. Feels like a lobster put in the oven alive. I feel the heat pushing from all directions burning my skin with gizziness.

Stick it in the fire column and this is it, even though it hasn't been ten seconds.

- So soon......!?

Silly as I am, but honestly, it was more than I imagined. The armor of the "Stex" that wraps the whole body quickly has heat, which is hotter than body temperature. When this happened, the armor that was supposed to protect me turned into an iron plate that burned my skin in reverse. The Bull of Faralis is also a cow.

"-Goo...!

Tingling all over my body. It may melt with heat before it reaches the fire exit like this - such anxiety brings sickles. The armor melts, the magma enters the interior, and burns to death alive - or the armor is safe, but the contents are boiled up by me, my skin is red, my eyes are bright white -

Perhaps even more reckless now, regret has pushed me. If we do it badly, instead of beating Howell, there's a chance that we'll both die in the wild here.

"- Huh...!

I shook my head and drove away the ominous imagination that gradually began to occupy the back of my brain.

What are you thinking, I... The race has already been thrown. Doesn't it make sense to regret coming this far?

We just have to push through. Keep going to the end -!

"... Huh...!

The thrust of "Drill Break" erupting from my back accelerates me and Howell and pushes them up into the lava. Magma torrents flow away to wash your whole body. Each time, a new heat heats the armor of the Stex and cooks and steams me inside.

Howell already seemed to have stopped the resistance and stopped Photon Blood from spraying. Or maybe the suit's vent malfunctioned. As a result, Howell and I increase our speed even further and continue at a tremendous rate through the turbulence of burning heat.

"... ugh! Knock... ooh...!

At last, the heat that surrounds me is making my hands and feet paralyzed. The interior of the armor is already hotter than the sauna. Sometimes I was on the verge of being depleted (igzost) and it wasn't strange whenever my consciousness was interrupted.

"- Uhhhhhhh...!

All I can do is groan at the severe pain that strikes my whole body. I am burned now. [M] As if your whole body is seared with fire. The heat transmitted from the armor that wraps the hands and feet is burning the skin immediately as much as the hot iron plate. You seem to know what it's like to have ingredients on top of a frying pan. There is no longer only a sense of 'pain' rather than 'hot', which occurs all over the body and can no longer be located. The pain erodes to the cheeks, ears, and neck, and the nose smells like meat burning - [my burning smell]. That led me to imagine my own flesh burning down while I lived, inviting more fear.

No. Die. It's not far from burning to death like this. But we can't go back now. I can't make it back. But there's no guarantee that I'll be okay where I keep going.

I can no longer even keep my eyes open. Meditate your eyes, eat up your teeth in the dark and endure the pain.

――――

Then, I wonder how long you've endured.

When I realized it, I was in the dark.

I wonder where I am now. In the volcano, I wonder how far it's come. Is Howell and I still on our way to the fire escape? I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. Too much heat from the top of my head to my toenails, and my five senses aren't working properly. Hot. Hot. Atsui.

My thinking abilities are shredding more and more. My body temperature is too high and my brain is boiling. As the consciousness is blurred, inadvertently, the surgical control is likely to be disrupted.

- No, no, no, hold on! If Drill Break is canceled here, that's a confirmed death!

Live in a fallen consciousness, but that doesn't last long. So much heat to wrap myself in was awesome.

Even the evaporating sound of sweat and the roasting sound of meat, which had reached my ear until just now, rapidly drift away. I feel the burn pain is normalized and my whole body is no longer round-burned. I can't believe in itself that I'm still alive and thinking.

- It's... it's... it's... it's... it's...

I don't know what I'm doing now, I don't know what I'm doing right now, I don't know why I'm here, I don't care about everything anymore, I threw it all away, I gave up, I tried to close my consciousness and my mind, at that moment...

I heard voices.

――……

I can't keep up with that voice that resonated inside me, but I can't understand myself.

But a fragment of reason that had barely survived began to analyze that voice.

I can hear you.

Lato, he's calling me.

Don't lose, you're rooting for me.

There's no need to do anything about who that voice belongs to.

Hannu.

That girl's voice is ringing in her ear.

"- - - Huh!!!

A thunderbolt ran down my brain, awakening my consciousness as if I had been bounced.

- Hannu's calling me...!

Of course, I know it's an illusion. That kid should be somewhere else that isn't here by now, and there's no way he could have delivered his voice into such lava in the first place.

But I can hear you.

Sure, I can hear that girl inspiring me.

That's the voice I heard when I was fighting Hercules.

He called me 'Lato' and withered his voice and desperately supported me, the voice of that time.

In retrospect, it seemed like a long time ago, but Hannu's voice was only engraved deep in my soul.

extreme state of life or death. Setouchi of Death, who approached me to the front of my eyes - the voice of Hannu was heard in my heart as if I could repel it.

"-Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...!!!

Eating my teeth again, I open my heavy eyelids.

What are you doing, Rug Dishardt? What if I give up? He's waiting for Hannu. I'm waiting for you to help me. [M]

If you're dying in a place like this -!

"hahhhhhhhhh!!!

Raise the roar of your vows like you throw up blood reflexes.

Protect Hannu, help Hannu - it was a sacred oath, once made by no friend or companion, by my Hansar, in a barren wilderness spreading through his chest.

Only that kid will protect you no matter what. Definitely protect it. If I let her die, I won't die!

I send commands to the "SEAL" that remain excited, squeezing out almost empty surgery to the last drop, and silently activating the last swordsmanship ceremony.

- "Drill Break".

And instead of the start-up audio (call), I let the screams that arouse me pound out of my throat.

"Negative. Ahhhhhhh!

Only one, but further, surgical activation increases the speed, penetrating the lava sea, and even going straight up.

According to SEAL's conscious log, which was later confirmed, it was only about thirty-seven seconds before me and Howell were immersed in the lava.

But it was so long as it seemed that thirty and seven seconds were eternal, while I was savoring suffering in Hell.

Perhaps if I had stayed in the lava for ten more seconds, I would have definitely died of heat.

But the end came abruptly.

Me and Howell, rising in a straight line from a dark, deep underground to a volcanic crater sitting in the middle of the island, jumped out into space with a giant water column - not a lava column.

If anyone was looking at this island from afar, they might have mistaken it for something that suddenly erupted a volcano. With so much momentum, we broke through the fire escape ground, bounced up a crimson magma and splashed it wide open.

"- - Huh!!

When it comes to the openness and refreshment of the moment when you return from the scorching hell to the normal atmosphere, and the sense of security and accomplishment, it is very unspeakable in words.

The excess heat is still there, and I still don't know that the armor of the (Stex) remains temperate enough to erupt bright white smoke just by touching the air, but just because there is no new heating changes my body feel so far. Or maybe the illusion I got from the sight in my eyes, but my five senses must be crazy right now, so neither seemed to make a big difference.

Yes, my vision had recovered from the moment I jumped outside.

Blue sky, visible sun. Panoramic views of forests, rivers, seas and islands stretching on one side below your eyes. It has the same sight as when it was overlooked on the "Serie Walk" shortly after coming to this floating island.

And right in front of me, Howell in a powered suit with red heat on his armor that was blue and black. Still with my hands on my shoulder and tight. [M]

It feels like time is prolonged because I just took off the critical situation. It's a long time after a second. In the meantime, Howell, as if he were emitting orange light from the inside of the suit, doesn't make it slight.

…………

The deafening roar comes from the volcano below. The volcano, which should have been sedated, [switched] on, although of course, with me and Howell rushing up from directly below. It seems that the holes we emptied, that is to say, literally 'the embankment also collapses from the pit of the ants', were gaining momentum and revitalizing and starting a fierce eruption.

Spray the purgatory magma we've been swimming in with the ground.

Still my "Drill Break" keeps spraying Photon Blood, like a giant tail, which is lifting me and Howell toward a distant ether. Our two armors, jumping out of the turbulence of burning heat, are cooled down more and more by fast contact with the cold air at high altitude. White smoke produced by the temperature difference creates a cloud that stretches straight towards the sky.

And I stunned unexpectedly. When I lose my head, my consciousness only turns away for a moment.

"... Huh...!

It's Photon Blood's depleted state. I ran out of real fuel in the Drill Break earlier. If I don't replenish the Reality Modifier with Brad Nectar soon, I won't be distracted. When that happens, the consciousness will not return until a certain amount is restored.

- If you cool the heat a little more, once you get down to the ground...

Heal your body with a recovery ceremony, then again, go back to "Between Queens" through the route through Mr. I's room, this time using "Absolute Square" but defeat the Pluto Isanami. Until then, I hope Mr. One and the others are safe.

And while I was thinking about what was to come in my head, it was when I was waiting for [Stex] to get cold.

For a moment, I thought it wasn't dark in front of you, Gatsun! and intense shocks were created in the brain weather.

"Damn......!?

Sparks scatter in front of you in an arrow-like impact that pierces your head from your forehead. Even the hazy consciousness falls like he was kicked in the back of his knee.

'... yet, well...!

"- Huh!?

A warrior ran to a rosy voice that sounded via correspondence. My skin pops all over my body when I bump.

"Oh man... Huh!?

Even though it's what's happening in front of me, I really can't keep up with my head understanding.

Howell's still alive. No, on the contrary, he didn't even lose consciousness, and even more so over this period, he didn't let the war wane.

"Not yet! Brave man!

Again, guns! and a shock like being hammered on the forehead.

Understand late. Howell, who never lets go of my shoulders, is pounding his head out of that position.

"Holy crap...!?

Stunning and confusion preceded anger. I don't believe it. The inside of his suit should have been more than my "Stuxx" hot hell. I'm also surprised that he's still alive, but the fact that he's still energetic enough to start fighting back in this way is in itself as if I don't understand.

'I told you, I...!

The power suits, which have not yet exhaled the heat accumulated in the armor, glow orange everywhere. The contents should be roasted round so that's what you do in the oven or something.

Yet.

'A grown man has a will...! I can't give it away to anyone. I'm proud of you...!

Are you saying that only temper - "gut" is enough to stop consciousness and move? Are you driving that flesh, which is supposed to be beyond physical limits and so on, with mental power alone?

"For a kid like Temee...!

Gunn, and Howell lifts his head and builds up his strength. There are over two hundred layers of "Drill Break" in Mondenrich, where my hands grip. I'm still rubbing the belly of a powered suit that won't even deform after eating all that heat. Howell's big hands are eating into my shoulders and I'm tightening them up as much as I can.

……

I can't escape.

'You can't lose. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Three times, a fierce head punch falls. When the bell pokes, the brain marrow is paralyzed by power.

"Gu...... Huh!?

Unilaterally taking on Howell's incredible life force counterattack, I managed to devour my teeth to keep my consciousness from flying.

Howell pushes his face cover against Grigrime and the helm of "Stex," spinning words from time to time with his rough breath intact.

'Did you see that, you fucking pussy...! The last one to win is this me......! The last person to survive is this me......!

Obsession with victory. That was the only thing that was driving Howell right now. The shaking of shrimp-colored light leaking out of the eyelens tells it, above all eloquently.

The shoulder armor of Mekimeki and Stex becomes distorted. We're losing Howell's grip when he gets here. But I'm me, too, and my whole body feels almost dead. Just swallow the whole fact that your shoulders will shake and lose strength, sharpening your thoughts suitable for battle.

- This guy is already a dead body, this stuff is only a stupid force in the fire...!

Yes, think calmly. This is just the last burn, just before the candle disappears. I'm just desperately squeezing out the rest. It's deadly how Howell saw the damage. If he runs out of energy like this, he has to stop himself.

Therefore, Howell will destroy himself if he survives here.

'Whatever hand the battle uses, it's the last man standing wins...! The one who survives to the end wins...!

- It's supposed to be, but this guy in front of me has absolutely no indication that it will. Rather, I feel compelled to just say that this is where it starts.

So I...

'This is me who will be the last of them...! I won't let anyone complain......!

Howell turns his head back again, grunting. I'm going to turn on the recoil and release more head punches. As long as he's in this position, and as long as his body moves, he'll repeat his head thrust until my consciousness crushes.

"- I'm the one who wins. Ahhh!

Instead of running away, I went into my head like a shell that struck me screaming.

- Something to make you...!

Zuguan! and Helm collide with each other, making a loud noise. Metal sounds in the sky where we fly.

"... ugh!!

Thanks to a bump sooner than the time to emit the best impact force, I was able to mist about half my power.

- Don't pull, don't pull...! If you lose with feelings, if you cower, this one will die! Now is the time to attack from this side...!

From nowhere near now, Howell and I can see each other head-on.

Silent moment.

Me and Howell stare at each other, and our bumping gaze scatters a spark.

"The [me] that stays till the end wins! That's the one - [my logic] whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!!!

Howell pulls his head wide and flips his throat, as he hits his claim and tells him this is his last blow.

In contrast, I reacted with intuition, not thought.

"Achilleus -...!"

I remembered Photon Blood poking at the bottom, trying to kick a power assist command into the battle jacket in an aggressive fashion, and hesitated only for a moment.

But that's just for a moment, too.

I was no longer screaming for the right word for fine calculations. [M]

"- Take it all, Chargee!!

How did the AI in the battle jacket determine the commands that were stuck all the time? surprised or surprised, but the error did not occur surprisingly,

"Maxwell Charge Power Movement"

A quote that started a charge I had never heard of, Power Assist activated at an unprecedented multiplier.

――

- Oh, what is this...!?

It was a feature I didn't know about. At least Flim has a charge menu like this. I haven't heard anything about it. And surprisingly, it was [a charge that would not use my Photon Blood at all].

The enhanced magnification of the Power Assist displayed AR in the field of view via my "SEAL" is "100x." It doesn't even arrive at all with a decapitation charge, it's a broken number.

"-G, gahhhh!?

All of a sudden, Howell, who was about to release his head poke, suffered like a beast. With his throat resting on his back, he starts trembling gawdly as he looks up to heaven.

At this time, the "Drill Break" that I am deploying is 210 - no, 211. All of them were chained up and spinning, roaring and attacking Howell's powersuit abdomen. Regardless, his armor may be too strong, but my muscle strength, which has no physical strengthening due to assistive technique, does not cause damage even though it is overlapping.

- No way...!

But only at this moment is my muscle strength increased to a hundred times by the power assistance of Achilles. Until just now, it was about a dozen times the maximum, and now it's only exercising exactly the power of digits. And it's multiplied a little bit by a "drill break" stacked two hundred and eleven times.

Pickle, and a hard noise touched my earlobes.

"'Huh!?

At that moment, Howell and I shared the same surprise.

How much protection was granted, how many swordsmanship ceremonies the armor of a powersuit never freaked out before, finally began to make a sound.

Multilayer (Drill Break) had grinders making noises every now and then, scattering sparks and rubbing up the surface of blue and black armor all the way out of common sense rotation, but the scraping sound of metal was starting to mix in it...

"Gwow, wow, wow!?

Howell screamed at the shock of rocking the suit and the offensive action was completely interrupted. I still have to lose consciousness of the "Drill Break" that strips my teeth if I don't eat my belly.

- I can, if this...!

While I'm surprised by the unexpected developments, I'm no longer sweet enough to miss this good opportunity.

"- If that's it!!

Kick the atmosphere with your right foot still safe as you scream, striking a retreat with Howell. The recoil will now crush the bones on your right foot, but you can put that behind you.

In the high sky, in the middle of the Ethereal Dome, me and Howell spun around, switching up and down.

That is, I'm up there, Howell's down there. Contrary to earlier, a thrust of "Drill Break" spraying from your back goes to the sun.

In the blink of an eye, I stuck my head out so that the thruster would push me on my back, and I went to hit Howell's jaw, lying on my back, on my forehead.

- [Whatever hand you use survives to the end and becomes a winner] - if you say that's your [logic] -!

After a brief shock, I slapped the man in front of me in the throat.

"- [If it's for Hannu, I win] Huh!! That 's-!"

Your shoulders are crushed and you have little force in your arms. The bones on both legs are shattered and cannot be walked until healed.

The last push I could make was to activate a further swordsmanship ceremony ready to abandon my own consciousness.

"That's - [my logic] ahhh!!!!

Authentic, last but not least the final "Drill Break".

The unprecedented swordsmanship ceremony of the 212 series turned me and Howell into meteors.

No, it was faster than a meteor, more intense than a meteor, more glowing than a meteor.

The orbit is in a straight line.

A cave that leads to the underground space where Mr. I lives, a forest that spreads near it.

I stuck a layer of "drill break" in Howell's belly without any deceleration.

The moment of the clash later disappeared beautifully from my memory.

It was such a shock.

■

"- Huh... Huh...!

Eyes turn. My stomach hurts. My head is going to burst receiving signals with too much pain all over my body. Repeat the replacement as the sky and ground rotate. Triple tubes are messed up and they don't function properly.

In my intoxication and nausea to the point of awesomeness, I lay on the ground and repeatedly breathed rough as I gasped.

When did you disarm it, the battle jacket "Achilles" was returning from mode "Stex" to its normal state, and the heat that was causing the whole body was gone as if it were a lie.

…… ―― …… ……

Something's wrong with the memory connection. I'm not sure what it is. I don't even know why I'm here and what I was doing until just now.

The only thing I know is:

- Hurry up, I have to drink Brad Nectar...!

Just that. I only understood somewhere in my head that the cause of this ill mood is a state of depletion (igzost).

I don't even know what position I'm in because I'm uncertain about my upper and lower senses. Somehow he falls asleep, discerning which is empty only by the brightness of the light, in a vision distorted by gnagna, leaning back.

Remove your own dedicated Bloodlad from storage, on your right hand - no, I can't move the tip from your shoulder at all. I mean, I don't feel it. Both arms.

I don't know what to do, if I can't use my hands, I can't open the screwed cap - and then I think simply that I have a short thought circuit that says, "Enough, bite me in the mouth."

Once I put out the Brad Nectar in storage again and embodied it in my mouth again. Take that elongated, clear tube that appears in the universe by biting it with your teeth. Brad Nectar's containers are made of slightly hardened plastic. I put a lot of effort into my teeth and chewed up the tube. [M] As soon as possible, the mouth is filled with dobby, deep-purple liquids like fruit juice.

Mix and age your own blood with a special medium and sip down the thick, thick, and throaty. At the same time, the recovery technique "heel" and "recovery" were appropriately inserted into the output slot of "SEAL" and activated.

I can't even see what I look like right now. Of course the limbs are guzzled, but they should be burning everywhere due to the magma fever they got over [Stuxx]. I didn't feel like crushing my condition on a boulder.

"- Ha... ha... ha...!

Halfway through, I move my whole body like a pimple and breathe with the missing Brad Nectar tube stuck in my mouth.

I'm pretty sure my body was in a state of depletion (igzost) just because I wasn't unconscious. Even so, it would be a recoil that forced me to activate the surgical ceremony. It was tremendous fatigue. Significant drain on health and I don't feel like I can stand up where the wound has healed.

"- Knock...!

Zukin, and headaches run. Thanks to Photon Blood's replenishment, consciousness gradually returns to decent. The shaking of vision gradually decreases and the ability to think slowly recovers.

- Yes, what happened to Howell...!?

The first thing I remembered was the presence of the enemy.

I remember falling head-on from quite high altitude to the ground - no, that wasn't easy to fall, it was too steep a descent - but I don't know what happened afterwards.

"- Huh...!

He might still be able to move - as soon as I thought of it, I was jumping up without arrows or shields. Ignore them in the mood, though the glare and nausea increase from the moment you raise your head. And if the battle continues, I can't say anything sweet about it.

……――

When my vision finally recovered and I looked around as I stood on my knees, I got a hell of a sight in my eyes.

I was in a place I'd never seen before.

The bottom of a big hole - but should I say? It is a basin that is at least deeper than my height, though not at all comparable to the world's largest hole in boulder, the Chiatic Caban.

"Ko, is this...?

When I look over this floating island, I finally realize the answer after thinking about something stupid like this - etc.

This huge [indentation] is a crash mark between me and Howell.

Too much speed, and the destructive power of weight, made craters in parts of the island.

- That means...

I'm not at the center of the crater, I'm just a little away from it. It's like, yes, I fell into the center and then I was blown away by the recoil, and I rolled over until I killed my inertia - it was just that place.

Therefore, I turn to the center of the crater. What you see in the center of the ground, raised to a scorched brown color, is something of a stuffy, uplifting, bear-like shape.

That would look like something other than Howell lying on his back on the ground, wearing a blue and black power suit.

There were a number of lightning-shaped cracks in his prized power suit, and I could see it was almost half-destructed. When white smoke like hot air rises from the gap, it is blown by the wind and fogged away.

And a big man who's grown up, he doesn't make it slight.

…………

Is he dead, or is he fainting? Either way, my "drill break" and Achilles' mysterious power assist called "Maxwell Charge" - no, I was smashed through my armor by a force I should call a power boost, and I was slapped to the ground with the momentum to make so many craters on it. Definitely, it would be unrepeatable.

Nonetheless, this made the battle.

I win.

"... then, the giraffe... eh...!

The clarity of thought also returns as Brad Nectar slowly penetrates his stomach. I recall that memories are revived in chains and not if you are relieved.

Yes. In the underground cavity of this island are still Isanami the Underworld and Mr. One, as well as Yazaemon. Even leaving aside the three brothers of giants and Yazaemon, only Isanami must be defeated.

……

I try to get up and realize it doesn't work subtly. Both knees laughed so much that I wanted to put them on video records and show them to Hannu. Regardless, there are times when your strength is running out by squeezing too much, but that's not all.

"- Is it loose...?

It's an earthquake. Not so strong, but apparently it's been going on forever. It is recorded that the entire island has been trembling for much of the time, although it was not conscious.

- No, it's not. I've noticed this swing for a long time.

This should certainly have started around Isanami stopped walking four-legged and moved to bi-legged walking. Instead of the island, the "Queen's Room", the "Root Country" is at its core, and the floating island is devouring its incitement.

- Maybe the [lifespan] of the island is close...

I resent the intuition I felt earlier in my chest.

Isanami, who has been squatting underground and storing energy for a long time now, has moved into a form in this battle that even the No. 1 men, who have crossed spears for so many years now, do not know.

It must be premature to see this as' serious', and you are probably right to see 'enough energy storage to make the transition to the next stage'.

In other words, Isanami's growth, its proximity to the finished body, should be seen as equals: the end of the island.

Ten and eighty-nine, the lifespan of this island is not that long anymore.

Of course, the eruption activity that is currently taking its lead as an active volcano is due to the aftermath of the battle between me and Howell, which I'm pretty sure has contributed to reducing the lifespan of the island for both of us, but only minor things.

If we can't stop Isanami like this, for a few more hours - no, if we suck, it's enough, and this floating island will collapse.

"No, we have to...!

The moment I tried to get up again with my strength on my leg, Kakun, and my knee fell out.

"Oh, fuck -?"

It falls at the front like a threaded puppet as it is. He hit the sound and slipped over the dirt sand, darkening in front of him. A slightly damp earthy taste in your mouth. Apparently, his face is buried on the ground.

I still can't move one finger.

- 'Cause what are you doing, I... Not if you're sleeping here...

Heavy tiredness like lead sits in the middle of my brain. I just think for a moment how good it would feel if I stopped thinking like this and left myself to the loose ends.

- No, you can't. No, Hannu's waiting for me more than that...

but I immediately rethink that and cage my strength all over my body. This severe sense of fatigue is probably due to the fact that Brad Nectar's ingredients have not yet been cut all over the body. Over time, it should get a little better.

- Wait, Hanu... because I beat him... because now I'm going to speed up at the support ceremony and pick him up right away...

I swear so. My heart is in my back, but my body is not picky. My hands and feet aren't responding at all to see if the signal from my brain is disconnected somewhere.

It could be a recoil that forced Photon Blood to activate the last (drill break), even though he was so bottomed.

Not good as this, the alarm rings in the corner of my head. I desperately call that child's name in my heart so that my consciousness does not close.

- Hannu, Hannu... Hannu...

But that was the limit.

My consciousness is that Putuli...

I was dragged into the darkness so I could be cut off.