The game extremed confusion from the moment it started.
Anyway, we've had a random team split. Suddenly a team of enemies appeared neglected in front of them, or right next to them, or behind them.
There was no reason to be confused either.
Not to mention that the enemy team is the opponent who was - and still is, in a true sense - on our side. The spiritual shock is immeasurable, and there is no way that a soft (waxy) mentality can do something decent like combat -
I think so.
"Hey, why are you so relentless? Whoa, whoa, whoa!?"
I was shouting out loud before the onslaught of great momentum. [M]
Exactly who is going to launch a major offensive that can only be described as a disease rage, Flim and Mr. Rose, who are supposed to be my people, combine.
"Not before! It's a great meal for battle testing!? This is my chance, so I'm not going to waste it!
Flim's fierce blow to the point where I think one of the cannons is still better. As well as "Giant Hammer" and "Strike Rance" by Silver's Long Wand "Durgasati," Drill Crash "and" Lightning Arc Slash "in the pitch-black combat boot" Sky Raider "are also unsharpened in power, eventually leading to an interlocking attack by Unison mode mounted with recent improvements, they are instantly destructive just because you blur your mind.
I'm not really accumulating something like that because I use the same aerial walking function as my sky soldier to pump and release that stuff while 3D manoeuvring.
"There is no training beyond actual combat. If it's a real fight, it's even more so."
On the other hand, did Mr. Rosé decide to be thorough in his support or not come forward as much as Flim.
but that's not good the other way around.
Originally, a fighter (a musician) - who would argue that he is a "servile handler" - Rosé's skill in time is close enough to be super. I rely more on my limbs than on weapons, because that's what fighters (purists) are for.
But she has something that ordinary fighters don't.
That's that pale and red silver chain.
RAISINGLE AND DROMI - DIFA (Dynamic Image Feedback Arms), given the name of a magical string, that tied the limbs of a wolf huge enough to swallow the world. Those four chains stretching out of Mr. Rosé's battle dress move in an eccentric manner according to her will. And the range is amazingly long.
Yes, that's the dragon species thing. Dragon-type SB hisses "Dragon Forest," and still the biggest reason Mr. Rose could have explored it solo.
Instead of using a medium range, if poor, chain DIFA with a range that can handle it up to a long shot, Rosé was alone in sending the Dragon-type SB off (shutting it down) every day.
If they use such chains for the aid of a superavant-garde flim, even a few gaps will be completely filled.
In fact, Mr. Rosé's chain of manipulated Ethereal and Red Silver skilfully followed Flim's actions and constantly refused my exit.
"Ku......!
Some of them haven't recovered mentally yet, but more than that, the two of them work together too perfectly, and I just have to be on the defensive side. While expanding multiple "Scutum" and jumping through the air on the "Serie Walk," I look at the opportunity to use the assistive technique of physical enhancement (physical enhancement), but I don't really have that gap.
- Why are you like this... what the hell happened...!?
I scream my doubts in my head, avoiding the four chains that try to capture this one if I show any gaps.
- Both of you, you're too strong...!
How can a collaborative battle that didn't go very well yesterday during practice be so exquisitely haunting when it comes to production? I don't understand it at all. Could it possibly have something to do with the fact that Mr. Rose and Flim were the only two to have been tried on a floating island? I have more experience joining forces with you than with me or Hannu, so you're breathing?
"I said I did it...!
He escapes into the air to keep Mr. Rosé's chain a little further away, kicks the scaffolding of the "Serie Walk" in a row and repeats the repetition.
"How long are you going to be running, Hart! This won't be a test at all.
"That's what they said -!"
I hope you don't say impotent. Or is Flim unconscious? She is also a martial arts creator (crafter) called "Infinite Light (Ein Sof Oul)" on the table, and behind her is "Deadly Heel Queen" what a feared granting technique (enchanter) is.
She is also working with Rosé, who is known as the Silver Chain Maiden (Andromeda) and the Mad Warrior (Woolvhezin) behind her.
There's no way I'm not strong enough.
"I won't let you get away with it."
Mr. Rose's amber eyes as he stood on the ground shot me through the air with his gaze.
Mr. Rosé's silver chain bounces. A continuous refreshing metal sound. Four metal serpents leap through the universe, rockets greet me and fly.
"- Huh!"
Bo, and kick the tip of the chain that flew through the layer of the atmosphere into the thin purple force field, so that I can dance and avoid it.
This is it. It doesn't seem like a very chain, an unlikely behavior in common sense. If I get caught in this, it's over at that moment. In an instant, he'll be goose jerked off, and later he'll be slapped until he wants to stop by and his HP is zero.
So, yeah - [just avoiding it isn't enough yet].
"- Ha!"
Mr. Rose's arms are crossed down to the 'X' shape.
At this time, the chains of Ethereal and Red Silver were upright from the ground toward the air, as if they were cages surrounding me. But at the next moment, the four chains begin to spin as Mr. Rosé moves. It's a movement where chains tangle spirally from foot to foot, narrowing the siege, and capturing me in the center.
Fast.
- Shit, there's an escape route...!
There is no escape to the boulder when attacked simultaneously from all sides.
- I had no choice, I didn't really want to...!
When I was cornered, I finally had to peel my fangs off to my buddy, Mr. Rosé.
Determine your intentions and activate the attack technique voice (call).
"-" Bolt Stake "!
Multiple simultaneous controls, activate fifteen surgical formulas and fire piles of lightning towards one of the impending chains.
The chain is metal, of course. And the metal goes through the electricity. It's a natural dish that even kids know about.
Purple electricity erupted, and a flaming electric shock ran through all four chains.
"Huh...!?
Shortly afterwards, the sound of scorching the air from Mr. Rosé's back, the source of the chain, could be played. Ash Gray's long hair floats to the shock, her back resting heavily against her.
but it looks flashy but shouldn't have a lot of damage. There can't be an explorer who doesn't take measures against natural phenomena that even children can understand.
Nevertheless, for a moment, Mr. Rosé and the chain stopped moving and disturbed. That's enough for me.
I slide my body into a tiny space between the chain and the chain, out of the cage of chains that tried to make me a prisoner.
At this point, Flim's position is on the other side of Mr. Rose's chain.
This is the opportunity I've been waiting for.
"Ok......!
I immediately activated the support technique "Strength", "Rapid" and "Protection" five times at a time. Enhancement coefficients up to thirty-two times at once. Then activate "Eagle Eye" x 5, and "Mirage Shade" x 10, spraying additional dispersion of field of view and optical (decoy).
Five eagles glowing in deep purple flew at the same time, and ten phantoms appeared, like mirrored me, simultaneously.
"Ahhh!? Hey Hart! That's what I glare at when I'm like this!? You're a pain in the ass, sister. You're gonna get mad at me!
"I've been thinking about it for a long time, but as a disciple, I just think it's totally unreasonable!
Whatever you think, flat out to the flim, while I tune my consciousness into my drastically altered physical abilities, I strike a further escape.
Sudden acceleration causes the atmosphere to become a wall and pressurize all over the body. The air wrapped around your hands and feet is like a sticky liquid.
But that's just for a moment, too. Beyond there awaits a high-speed world where consciousness and physical abilities are in tune (link).
It drives my lighter body rapidly, and I run like a wind through the air.
- I need to rendezvous with Hanu now anyway...!
Now that the body has been strengthened by a supportive technique, it is possible to deal with Flim and Mr. Rosé in combination with the accelerated speed.
But I promised you in advance. 'I will never act alone, I will not fight, I will always be with my people' -.
This is how the team split up with the two of them, but Hannu is the same 'white' team as I am. The promise is still alive.
Besides, Hanu has almost zero manoeuvrability other than using the "formula" of the Zhengtian spiritual symbol. Without my follow up, even she must be disqualified immediately after the intensive attack of the 'black' team.
I access the visual information of the Eagle Eye scattered to the people and look for Hannu.
Sent from the overlooking view of the (Eagle Eye) flying at high altitude is what other battlefields look like.
In some of them I divide my consciousness and focus on each.
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The first thing that caught my eye was a pair repeating a tremendous sword trident.
It's Mr. Villey and Mr. Ashley.
When was it due to any history, the head of the Knights of Pale Red Flames, Noble Prominence Nights, and his executives were playing a single knight in the middle of the battlefield?
The sight is just the end of a "terrific" word.
Speaking of what it is - it's super fast combat.
Three pale blades - Mr. Villey's sword of love, The Glowing Sword of Fire (Liverdeen), and Mr. Ashley's two-song knife, The Knight of Double Swords (Sir Baylin) - are hitting each other at an unstoppable rate, causing an absurd amount of sparks to bloom wildly.
The resounding metal sound is no longer even momentum beyond 128 beats, with no gap between the sound and the sound at all. Even metaphorical expressions such as seemingly bumping the excavators together are raw.
Two tornadoes collide.
Mr. Villey and Mr. Ashley were meeting each other's swords at a rate that I could only imagine enhancing agility with a supportive technique (Rapid) and engaging in a high-level battle that the rest of us didn't seem to understand.
"- A boulder, Ashley. After all, if it's just the way the sword is handled, aren't you better off already?
Mr. Villey smiles and slaps lightly, even though it only looks like a battle to pull a thousand hairs from the side. Even in the meantime, she says her arms are rolling out sword flashes that only seem special.
Pointing a naughty light from her deep red eyes, Ms. Ashley narrows her rugged eyes like a razor with her expression tightened.
"Just kidding. I'm not even at Captain Victoria's feet."
"That's too much of a joke. This is what I'm really getting into, isn't it? They make it all so beautiful. Your sword genius is real."
What is scary to the surroundings is that they run endlessly with swords and words.
As I once thought when I saw Mr. Rose and his battle with Siglos, a battle between high-dimensional powerful people is like a fast, spinning mixer.
If we get close enough, we get caught up and torn apart.
Therefore, the teammates of each of 'White' and 'Black', who are near the two of them, do not get their hands on them because they are a one-horse hit.
[I can't help it].
"It's a bad idea to steam it back, but I should have taken your" sword "-" Lily Sword, "which I had a medical examination before this?
The Ethereal Blade is brilliant. Mr. Villey's ponytail leaps as if it were emitting light in itself. The stunt that you showed me when you confronted me in the sports chamber is unmistakably displayed. If you hit him, he'll drop his neck. A blow approaches Mr. Ashley's throat.
"If that's the case, we should have strictly declined. For a man like me deserves no honor, no credit."
Liverdeen's blade, eaten by a live snake-like motion, was magically drawn to hand by Mr. Ashley with the full body of Sir Baylin. Fast running sharp blades are flushed with the back of a curved sword and diverted in an unexpected direction.
A screaming gold-cutting sound echoed, and successive blooming sparks burst through the universe as they exploded as part of the ignition line.
"... my hands are dirty. What do you want me to do now in the sun?"
Mr. Ashley's counterattack when he spun the vertical axis around the crease and threw down the power of Mr. Villey's sword. The sword light flashes like a double sword pinching Mr. Villey's neck like a return of interest.
"Oh, you still care if you think of anything? You're a really serious kid, you are."
Mr. Villey moves forward as if he were going to hit himself instead of avoiding this. Due to a paper difference, "Sir Baylin" closed like a "slaughter" and dived into Mr. Ashley's nostrils faster than he did.
A moment of stiffness. Distance too clogged in time at once to wave swords at each other.
The next thing I heard was a heavy, hard sound, different from the sword.
Fist and fist.
Oh, my God, Mr. Villey and Mr. Ashley were hitting each other with fist bones wrapped in their armor. That, too, remains holding each other's swords.
"I don't mean to be serious. I'm just saying no and saying no so I can do what I deserve."
Mr. Ashley shudders, shaking his right arm as he bumps into each other, with his face and voice shuddering at his persistent boss.
Likewise, Mr. Villey, impending but very [fist] impending, still smiled with the margin of coming from a physical difference,
"That's what I call a stiff head, Ashley. Because of this, let me tell you, the past is the past, and now it is. As far as I'm concerned, I think I should get what I can. Besides, I dig you up, and Karellen has a higher nose."
In contrast, Mr. Ashley exhaled coldly, ha.
"Not at all...... don't ask the captain to do the same thing as Julius or Project. No one else, he thinks he's HR, he can do whatever he wants..."
Bachi, and I wondered if there was a spark between them, when they should have hit each other with their fists, but now their attitude had changed towards the impending sword.
Mr. Villey shook "Liverdeen" down the upper section with both hands, and Mr. Ashley has crossed "Sir Baylin" to receive it.
"I apologize if it sounded appropriately browning. But listen, Ashley, we..."
"- No, Master Victoria, [I can't ask]"
Mr. Ashley blocked Mr. Villey's words from being overlaid with a strong tone.
Immortal glow in rugged eyes, looking only at Mr. Villey's deep red eyes.
"Wherever I go, I am me - whether you save me and give me the name of Leon Cabarlo, my roots will remain the same. I am [Gray XVII]. Ever. And always will be."
…………
I wasn't sure what the word meant, but apparently we're talking about a common perception between the two of us. To Mr. Ashley's strong assertion, Mr. Villey closed his mouth and wrinkled between his brows.
Mr. Villey accidentally drew his sword and flew back and forth. Mr. Ashley doesn't even try to chase him, and the two of us open up.
――――
Until earlier, the sound of the sword trident disappears like a lie, and only the space where they are fills with silence. Even if the air that was like a rough wave subsided and became like a wave, it should be noted that the surrounding people would not attempt to approach Mr. Villey and Mr. Ashley.
We all know that.
The battle did not stop. Instead, it's "hoarding" time for more outbursts to come - and so on.
Huh, and Mr. Villey exhaled thinly. The expression falls out of its face and its incomparable beauty looks somewhere masked.
"... I'll be honest, Ashley. I'm so angry right now."
That voice, which I tell you with my sword in place, did have a mix of cold sounds, characteristic of Mr. Villey when he got angry, like hitting each other with ice cubes.
But the next moment, the voice froze even colder, turning the air on the spot into harsh winter.
"- You're still thinking of such a joke."
'- Huh...!?
Ashley wasn't the only one who took too much breath and stopped moving reflexively.
All the members of The Knights of Pale Red Flames on the spot looked back, regardless of 'black' or 'white', and stared at Mr. Villey, who was angry.
"Too bad. I'm so sorry, Ashley. Gray number seventeen? Totally stunned. I can't believe I'm going to hear that name again from your mouth. I'm a businessman, but apparently my" love "wasn't enough.
Mr. Villey no longer had to hide his anger expression. The angry look of those deep red eyes at Mr. Ashley is not directed at his loyal men, no matter how he sees it.
No, there was no "Miss Sword Villy" there.
Discarding his temper as a sword bearer, Victoria van Fredericks' revelation of his passion as an individual was there.
Apparently, Mr. Ashley has touched her scales.
"- Dear Victoria, I,"
"Shut up. No more questions."
Mr. Villey forcefully blocked Mr. Ashley's tongue tip, which he defended against something.
"Though I thought it was somewhat splendid, it seemed like a mistake. I'll beat your sexual roots again from now on. Be prepared, Ashley."
When pronounced with a voice similar to Far Thunder, Mr. Villey inspired "SEAL". Ice blue brilliance runs through white skin and paints a geometric pattern.
"Blazing Force."
And even activate the surgical formula. His whole body, wrapped in a pale uniform, was wrapped in an even paler one.
Mr. Villey's original technique, which only she can use - "Blazing Force". One of the aliases, the "Burning Blue Rose (Blazing Rose)", is a testament to the seriousness of Mr. Villey in a way.
No more additions or subtractions - Mr. Villey had an attitude, not words, and that's what he said to Mr. Ashley.
"-" Aggressive Sanctuary ""
As she responded, Mr. Ashley also inspired SEAL and activated a special swordsmanship ceremony. The orange glow ran not only through the body surface, but also through the surface of the pale hyperbolic knife.
What Mr. Ashley activated was a technique that maximized the properties of Aetherinium, the material of the sword. It is the original procedure that forms the basis for the stunt of cleaving, twisting and inverting even the braces of the dragon.
I mean - I'm going to [slash] it. Mr. Ashley has Mr. Villey's pale flame.
Words were no longer needed between us.
Because they're serious about telling each other something that doesn't make sense.
The resumption of the fight was still abrupt without sound.
Which would have kicked the ground first?
It sounds like a sword trident that doubles its volume earlier, and a single ride between top explorers follows a path of further intensification.
It was momentum that was no longer in the game.