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

I was licking it.

Honestly, I didn't think I'd do it this far.

The stage of the game prepared by Ayja. Its main floating island, Oshima, has a crumbling urban area in the centre, surrounded by nature such as the sea and mountains.

Sea to the north and south. Mountains to the east and west. Simplifying it is such a landscape.

Thus there are also waves in the high and low differences, and if you look far from the horizon direction, the mountains of the east and west are of course stretching high and high, but the altitude is somewhat lower as you proceed to the center of the island.

But as soon as I entered the city, a tall object appeared again.

Buildings.

Buildings that are undergoing weathering and collapsing are also often noticed, yet the majority of them, even if decaying, remain firmly shaped.

The forested streets of the building are not an exaggeration to say exactly the concrete jungle.

The height of the building is inconsistent, but still the closer you go to the center, the closer you tend to get to the sky.

At this time, both Hannu and I continued our low-altitude flight at the Ceremony to maintain communication networks with Howell and the Explorer Hunt (Red Lamb). In other words, instead of crossing the heads of the building group, they were floating over the 'Explorer Hunt (Red Ram)' and others by sewing the gaps.

That turned out to be a bit of a vendetta. If we had traveled higher positions with a better view, we would have found them right away.

"... that? Hanu, what is it alle...?

I was the first to notice. Hannu concentrated on maneuvering the ceremonies of the "Explorer's Hunt (Red Ram)" and glittering with the AR soldier chess stand, and Howell and the others walking (heel) along the ground, noticing was an impossible order.

Meanwhile, after I took out Riddill and Flotty as preparation for battle, I was out of hand and I looked around with restlessness.

So I noticed.

"- Ho? Which one?

I reacted to my voice like Hannu woke up from a dream. Looking back gently, it makes the etherochromia of ether and gold patchy. As I pointed forward diagonally, I turned back to the front with my silver hair glittering in the sun again.

"....................................... What is that?

Knock, tilted his little neck to the left. Looking from behind, the move was cute with some white cat, but no, no, not if I'm saying that now.

"Ice, right...? It's also red..."

I mouth the word, remembering the feeling of being cold at the bottom.

It's a bunch of skyscrapers in front of us. As we go through the air, the scenery shifts gradually, and the contrast between the light reflected by the sun and the huge shadow that darkens in inverse proportion to the intensity of its brilliance changes as it flows.

Occasionally, the sky's ether peeks as if it were leaking out of a gap in the curtain, but it quickly becomes invisible as a mirage in the desert.

In the meantime, the red ones, reflecting light slightly more strongly above the sight, were repeatedly disappearing when they occasionally appeared.

The color is reddish, but I still think it's just ice to see how that sunlight reflects and clears up.

But what's the size of it?

The anomaly is well conveyed, even in only a few visible parts.

Earlier, it was troublesome for Mr. Karel to turn a skyscraper into a whole big tree of ice and be caged - we were talking about something like that, but not the other way around.

I don't care how little I estimate that one, I have enough of a regular building just for the width of the horizon.

The height is probably the same as or more than the best building in this decaying urban area.

It's like I don't even know how to get to the depth.

No more, mountains.

There's a huge amount of beauty that you didn't imagine, hiding on the other side of a myriad of buildings.

"... what did Karel do...?

Was the boulder Hanu also poked at his intentions, whining in a slightly dry voice? And the next moment,

"- Lato!"

"Yeah, I'll do it now!

Before Hannu called me by name, I inspired SEAL and activated the support technique Eagle Eye. Twenty surgical ceremonies run through a dedicated engine at the same time, creating twenty eagles of light. Flying straight up at the same time, the deep purple bird drew residual light, leaving a similar trajectory in space as if it were an open fan.

The overlooking view of Eagle Eye, which flew to high altitude, is integrated and transferred to my SEAL. This, of course, is shared with Hannu.

"Ko, what is this...!?

"Hmm..."

Following my stunned voice, Hannu exhaled an uncivilized exclamation.

There was no easy mountain. What we were seeing was only the tip of the iceberg.

Something in the sight of a flying bird - it was a substitute for what should also be called an 'ice fortress'.

The first view was in the general part. The red ice, which would have been Mr. Karel's work, was not boring enough in one skyscraper, spreading through the ground and creating a number of similar giant ice trees.

Furthermore, a hemispherically shaped thin ice dome was unfolding to cover them all. It's like a barrier. This is who we were just seeing.

"Also, could... all of this, Mr. Karel alone...!?

I couldn't help but say I knew the answer. [M]

Honestly, I was licking the power of the artifact, nothing more.

When I once fought Siglos in "The Volkling Circus Case," I knew I had a lot of power because I watched the artifact "Fusion (Union)" become a chimeric SB, a dragon man, and a rubble dragon.

However, the next artifact that I experienced was Romnick's "empathy (Ashmirate)", which in troublesome ways was so small as to scale, that it might have raised its height somewhere in my mind.

Mr. Karel's red ice - which I do think he called the "realm" - was concentrically circular across several kilometres in radius, centered on a large building at the international level among the urban areas. "Everything in the realm is covered in ice with an ominous red color, and from its surface the thorns of the sword mountain are stunned out. It was cold to see, and it was creating a painful atmosphere.

Ice Tree Forest, this sight that you may change your name to, cannot be reproduced using any modern art ceremony.

So to speak on the scale alone, that man is doing the same level of things as Hannu's extraordinarily large surgical ceremony.

Fight again.

This is the power of the Sacrifice Holder.

The corner of the strongest group and number two of the famous Knights of Pale Red Flames Noble Prominence Nights - "Ice Spear" Karellen Olstead's strength.

- This is what Karel meant...!

"... cum... fu, fu, fu, fu! Ha, ha, ha!

Quietly in front of me, Hannu began to laugh softly. Off your throat, pleasantly sounding your lovely voice in the sky.

"- Come on! There's no shortage for them!

Apparently, Hannu's warfare burned up rather fiercely, rather than waning, before Mr. Karel's creation of The Ice Castle Fortress.

"It's not really the loose one, you Karel! I thought I was going to retreat clean, but I didn't know it was to prepare [here] anymore! It would have been labour-intensive to whisper and spread, but I used my time well."

"?? What do you mean?

I ask Hanu, who analyzes Karel's behavior half angrily but the other half admirably, what he intends to do.

Hanu gave me a glimpse over his shoulder,

"What I found out. He let the concubines escape to buy time to make [here]. At any rate, the aim was to sharpen the power of the concubine and allow her time to rest. I mean, they attacked us [on the assumption that the example space would be breached]. If they retreat in moderation and the concubine and latto put them to rest, they will get time to build this fort. I mean, I thought the concubines got room for rest, but it wasn't all on his hands."

"... Huh...!

Hannu's words struck me as if I had struck my head with lightning.

At the time, I also felt uncomfortable about Mr. Karel's original surgical formula, Yugdrasil Hvergelmir, moving in a forbidden space as if it were supposed to be broken. And he said, 'No way, was it all on Mr. Karel's palm?' I was surprised (a lot), but the thought was still completely shallow.

I didn't know it even included the intention to buy time to create such a castle fortress. It's not a dimension of being two birds with one stone or three birds. Let one act have countless meanings at the same time - that's what Mr. Karel was doing to breathe.

It's hard to believe, Hannu says. I'm sure that's not out of sight.

"But thanks to you, I also know why you Villey can't move. That fox knew Karel had [this]. If so, they will definitely come for the benefit of the fishermen."

Knock, knock, little shoulders shake up and down. It's a really disturbing way to laugh. I just see it on my backside being malicious.

"Change of command. There can be no siege. Right wing to the east, left wing to the east to take formation and wait. Villy and the others be on guard for 'white'. I think I know when they're coming. If this one and Karel and the rest of 'Black' get into the fight, they should be moving soon." There is also pretentiousness. It's not supposed to come out. "

- Oh, come on, Princess Dragon. What's all the sudden? You said it was a siege all at once. '

'Let it be decided, however, because things have changed. Listen carefully...'

To the sudden change of policy, Howell complains like a dog who's been featured feeding in front of him, and Hannu starts explaining why. That the 'black' team is the backbone of a bee's caged castle battle with no more. That the 'white' team, divided between East and West on that grounds, is looking to become a canine raven feud here and there. In order not to allow such an interruption, we must form a formation that envisages sandwiching from east to west - etc.

There was something [something] in my sight that I couldn't understand but could never overlook that conversation.

――

My spine freezes. I don't know why. Something I shouldn't overlook - but I don't understand where it is and what it refers to. Instinctive intuition just sounds a warning sound (an alert) to me, and it's like I don't get the guidelines.

- What the...!? This feels... so disgusting...!?

My own vision. "The formula" is advancing at a slight speed as the "Explorer Hunt (Red Ram)" progresses on the ground. On its back, the landscape of a crumbling urban area is changing loosely.

Visual information sent by twenty (20) "Eagle Eyes" that flew to high altitude. The composite field of view, which covers almost all directions, is, for me, processed as information equal to what I see with my own eyes.

Unexplainable discomfort.

- Where...!? Where is it......!? I [got caught] in [where]......!?

The tail of discomfort, which is still going to slip through my hands, is rotated by the thought circuit at all costs and carried by hand.

At the end of such an overconcentration that I forgot to even breathe, I finally reached the identity of my discomfort.

Straight up.

"- Huh!?

A blind spot of consciousness, because you can see all directions. The assumption that one cannot be overwhelmed by a giant castle fortress of ice on earth and yet be higher than oneself flying through the air. And even more so because [they] were hiding themselves in the glow of the sun that lit up the world too much.

That's why I'm late to notice.

"- Hannuh!"

I didn't have time to explain. Having gained certainty in a shadow slightly mixed with the sunlight, I acted with or without.

Activate the support technique "Strength", "Rapid" and "Protection" on each of the five. At the same time, Hanu was activated with (Protection) x 5, which reinforced his resistance to sudden manoeuvres.

Turn your arms from behind to Hannu's thin hips and fly left to scratch. With enough momentum to crush, he kicked the back of the ceremony and jumped off the spot.

"Uh-huh!?"

Suddenly, a strange voice leaks out of Hannu's throat. It may have suddenly been painful to have my stomach tightened. I'm so sorry, but it was an emergency, so I'll apologize later and ask you to forgive me.

Immediately after Hannu and I avoided the coordinates on the spot due to explosive flash forces.

There was no sound, and the [Invisible Force Field] flew in in in the strong sun, but it severely struck the ceremony of the "" that was still there.

For a moment, Hannu's surgery - a phoenix (decoy) assembled in a smeared wire frame makes a metallic sound and bursts and disperses.

――

I was doing a three-dimensional rotation in the air with Hannu in my arms, and I was observing the situation from the perspective of Eagle Eye.

Phoenix bounced. Even though it flew, it simply collapsed the framework. All twelve talisman crystals should be safe and reusable sufficiently.

than that,

- What's that now... Rose's "Grapenil"...!

Definitely. That's the only thing I can think of that would be so destructive with an invisible offense in the current situation of the 'black' team. Originally, Mr. Rose said he couldn't control it well without wrapping the Ethereal "Raging Glue" and the Red "Drawmi" around him, but if he just hit a straight line like now, it would have been enough on its own.

- But how did Mr. Rose get to the sky...!?

While activating the support technique "Serie Walk", I raise several Eagle Eyes further to confirm that the "Grapenil" blow has flown.

Twist your body to control your posture. He [landed] in the air with his knee folded, holding Hannu's body over him like a pillow.

Stunning.

"Nah......!?

I complained as if I had stuck my throat in the footage captured by Eagle Eye, which rose urgently.

And there was a shadow for two.

Needless to say, with Mr. Rosé - it must be Flim. At least that long twin-tailed shadow can only be my cousin and child-friendly girlfriend, no matter what anyone says.

I assumed they were acting together. So that's good. But I couldn't just miss that silhouette anomaly.

Birds - No, angels...?

Only a pair of sharp angled wings can be seen clearly, though they can only be seen in the shadows in retrograde light because they have the sun on their back, but still jumped out of the back of a twin-tailed figure.

My Eagle Eye is even higher. We finally reached a position where we could shoot the two of them without being disturbed by the sun.

What I finally saw was still what I imagined.

Flim was flying exactly as a bird or an angel, equipped with what he had to call a flying unit, similar to a landscape on his back. From the left and right of the landscape there were bat-like light feathers, formed with Flim's Photon Blood or emitting a strong pure purple glow.

Mr. Rosé was accompanied by a single chain wrapped around the waist of a flim flying in the air without such a surgical ceremony, so as to hang.

- What the hell is that!? Oh, when was that...!?

I look at the irregular sight and scream in my heart.

At least it's not something I've made since I was brought into this mysterious space. It's called 'Maxwell Charges' activated during the battle with Howell during this time, and Flim often develops a variety of things at some point. Does that mean that's one of them?

"- Nah, every what. Bye Lato!? Okay, what's wrong all of a sudden?

Hannu in his arms raised his voice of protest as he was now wolfing. Apparently, previous thoughts were spinning at tremendous speeds because of the concentration of consciousness.

Thinking about it, Mr. Rose's surprise attack could have been detected and avoided beforehand, so this is pretty good for me, isn't it?

And as soon as I realized that, the switch in me switches at once. He went into combat mode and became incredibly calm in his head.

"It's an enemy attack, Hannu. Flim and Mr. Rose."

Words come out of the back of my throat without any scratches, and I briefly explain the current situation in a calm voice.

Then, Pitali, and Hanu stopped moving. It was such a sudden pause that I thought it freezed, but that was a flash, too.

- Enemy attackers! Keep your perimeter on alert! The enemy is coming up or down!

Hannu also blows his tense voice into the communications network as if he had become someone else.

Top or bottom - the words make me angry. Well, there's no high or low concept for the map features that Eija has on 'L Concierge'. It is only a planar indication, which is treated as though at high altitude but underground but irrespective.

As Mr. Rose and Flim have been waiting for us in this higher position, there is a good chance that there is a 'black' team lurking below the ground - i.e. [underground].

We have already set foot in the central urban area. I didn't confirm it, but it was once this much developed city. No wonder there was a basement. In fact, there are countless underground areas and underground transportation networks in Float Rise.

At the same time Hannu's warning flew, there was a response from Howell without getting his hair in.

- Hey, Princess Dragon! This one's urgent! The guy with the ice spear is moving! Damn, they're coming this way at speed!

It's too late. It's too late. It doesn't help us to hear that after all the ambushes we've suffered.

Or maybe Karel was anticipating a weakness in this communications network. By standard, the L-concerge communication network concentrates all reports from the Explorer Hunt (Red Lamb) on Howell, from which they are forwarded to me and Hannu. Howell is on the same 'white' team as us, but his biggest belly, Yazaemon, is on the 'black' team, where we can compile reports from both teams.

But sad, since any event happened until the report arrived, I'd pinch a bunch of cushions. I mean, there's a huge time lag going on.

Let's put ourselves in the opposite position. If the other person is sharing information in such a distant way of communicating, how does it work to attack them?

That's - Fast forward.

As Hannu himself had earlier decided to do to Mr. Villey and the others, "NPK White," if the transmission of information was attacked at such a speed that it would not be timely, everything would be turned into a later festival.

That giant 'Ice Castle Fortress' was a powerful defensive structure, but also a very big [Bluff] -!

"- Lato! Protect your concubine! Enter the chant!

Hannu declared in his arms that it was no longer too late to give any instructions. Just for a moment: 'In this situation!? Such impotence!' I thought, 'but even Hannu knows about it. And on top of that, she expects me to make it work. [M]

So there's only one answer I should give back.

"Yeah, okay!

All affirmations. I don't need a meeting or anything. I protect Hannu with the full body spirit that I can give him, and lead him to success when the chant is complete and the procedure is activated. That's all.

I activated the support technique "Serie Walk". The subject is Hannu. It takes a decent scaffold for her to concentrate on chanting. Anyway, even if the ceremony was still there, we had to cancel it anyway, so it's more constructive to think that it saved us time.

"I'll stop Mr. Rose and Flim, so Hannu stay focused here!

"Ugh!

The "SEAL" in Hannu should also be notified of the activation of the assistive technique. I let go of my arm from my thin waist after I made sure the "empty walking technique" she was talking about was working. A pompous waste makes a noise over Karan Cologne and a thin purple force field that has spread into the air with nothing.

Like I said, explosion noise from the bottom. That's multiple, too. "NPK Black" jumped out of the ground and "Explorer Hunt (Red Ram)" went into battle.

- Oh, come on, Princess Dragon! We've already bumped into each other! What am I supposed to do!

Howell, who somewhere happily asks for instructions, has a verse in which he enjoys this situation no matter how he sees it. Hannu slapped a harsh word at the fool who said he was determined to do one thing anyway, but still had heard 'what to do', etc.

"Fight!"

He slashes Howell under one knife, and Hannu gazes at me. He nodded silently, and from there moved to do what was to be done to each other.

"Live in the atmosphere, spirits, and answer my call."

Hanu stays on the spot and chants of the art.

Once again, I activate the support technique Strength, Rapid, and Protection. Jump the reinforcement coefficient, which was thirty-two times, up to one hundred and twenty-eight times, and put your foot on the invisible stairs.

In the visual information sent from the "Eagle Eye" above, Mr. Rosé and Flim, who have already noticed the failure of the ambush, are in a new move. Flim's back feather changed angle and went into a sudden descent. They're going to assault us with the same momentum.

- Don't make me do that. No!

It was a totally unexpected raid, but I can't stay hit.

I put all my strength into one leg and exploded more than a hundred times my enhanced leg strength.

"- Huh!"

As an arrow, as a bullet, as a lightning bolt, leaps in a straight line.

On both hands are already the Black Emperor (Lydil) and the White Tiger (Flotty). Combine both sides to form the Tai Chi Emperor Sword (Balmunk). Inject the surgery to draw the sword of light. A deep purple light blade (Photon Blade) erupted as though it were a waterfall that rolled backwards.

Of course, Mr. Rose, Flim also specializes in Gorillas power play. Though Howell turned out to be a fool, he also said, 'Eyes for eyes, teeth for teeth'. We need a lot of power here too to stop those two rushing.

With my vision and the combined field of view transferred from Eagle Eye, I recognize the battlefield widely.

Flim and Mr. Rose descend sharply.

Me soaring.

Relative distances are gone like blowing away.

But if the time is completely jammed, the two-on-one situation is against this one.

Therefore,

"Razor...!

Activate the swordsmanship ceremony on the "Balmunk" held with both hands. I can play a small icon on the back of my hand and it disappears. Deep purple large light blades emit an even stronger glow.

"- Huh!"

I slapped my left foot with the intention of smashing the sky. A light purple force field extends radially from the sole of the Combat Boot. I squeezed Balmunk backwards, put my hips up and shook him as far as I could.

"- Strike" Heh!!

Full swing with reinforcement factor of one hundred and twenty-eight times. (ii) The slaughter of light born of a nearly mertred body solidifies and is fired with the thrust of the surgical procedure. The Razor Strike, ejected from my catapult, turns into a massive three-day lunar slaughter and hits the descending Flim and Mr. Rose.

It wasn't the two of us who aimed - it was the chain that connects Flim to Mr. Rose. Even if you aim directly at those two, it won't hit you anyway. Then aim for where you hate being attacked the least. If that slows things down a little, that's how much time you can buy to protect Hanu.

but.

"- Ha! That's a little too short, Hart!

Flim, who came as early as the distance his voice could reach, caught the edge of his mouth so clearly that he could see his octagonal teeth and mocked my actions.

"Sati! Dikapur Maximum Charge!

Flim, whose long twin tail was upside down like a ghost horn because of the wind pressure, set up a silver longscepter in both hands - the sati thing "durga sati".

"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Maximum Charge"

Countless brilliances radiate from the purple glow marks that floated on her skin and are absorbed into Satie's slit. Then, at the same time that the machine audio tells you 'Big Size',

"Mr. Rose, go!

Copy that, sir.

The two went into stunning behavior. Before the slaughter of my unleashed "Razor Strike," what a chain I had broken to each other.

"Nah......!?

I accidentally peeled my eyes off. Stupid, Flim doesn't have such techniques as aerial walking or flying on Mr. Rose anyway. That chain should have been exactly the lifeline. And I can't believe you solved that. -!?

This is a high altitude of over a hundred melts from the ground. Even little kids know what happens if they fall naturally from this place.

"Hey - eh!?

Mr. Rose is detached from the flim spreading the wings of purple light, and my shot "Razor Strike" roars up and passes between them, slashing the sky in vain. but not if you're stuck with that.

- Lo, Mr. Rose falls......!?

"- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!!

If you accidentally follow Mr. Rosé with your eyes that fall, it doesn't matter what convenience this one is - it's obvious because we're enemies now - Flim just stuck in there. Thanks to dumping (purging) Mr. Rose, or with further acceleration.

"- Huh!?

I am stunned by the flim that storms Mr. Rosé without a slight hesitation as he leaves him in the air. And keep your belligerent smile.

Flim stood right behind him with a giant sickle. If you just look at your posture, you're dressed as if you're pulling up on a beach trawl.

I wonder what you're going to do with it - I look at the shape of the 'Big Size' unfolding behind her.

There's not just one blade. Soon after, the number of sickles similar to the third moon had increased, to six. It's in such a way that you can no longer call it the Great Sickle. The blade unfolded in a similar fashion to '* (asterisk)' if overlooked from the top of the sky, or it was in a strange shape, which cannot be said to be 'just the state of the umbrella bone'.

And there's absolutely no sign of slowing down from the flim coming down from the diagonal top.

- No way......!?

When I realized what Flim was trying to do with a childhood intuition, I stood in front of Balmunk and took a defensive stance.

"- KUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!

Flim advanced as a meteor, but slightly shifted his aim to the left just before.

――

Just walk right past me.

Staggered.

A purple blade approaching in front of me after a beating delay.

- I knew it...!

The shock that comes late. of my light blade and flim. It clashed and sounded like a tall metal. Three of the six blades of "Big Size" burst into the belly of "Balmunk" 's full body glided vigorously, Galilee! and splash sparks.

"Gu......!?

[Hooked] by Flim with his legs stopped in the air, I dared not resist the super speed momentum over there, leaving myself to the flow. Turn your body to match the center of gravity that is taken to the left and shock every 'Big Size' blade.

"... ugh!

Just as I thought. Without waving a giant sickle, Flim took the tactic of letting the speed of flight say something and hit the '* (asterisk)' shaped blade.

- But what's all this roundabout...!?

It doesn't seem to be a straight-forward type or a swine aggressive flim. That's how much more like her you've been waving around the 'Giant Hammer'.

I twisted myself away and managed to get past the nail-like sickle blade. I wonder, the hindsight of Flim, who slowed down with Gakun for hooking me, jumps into view as he continues to descend even further.

――――

That instant, electric discomfort pierced my spine.

- No, wait... what? Something... weird, weird...!? Something, something is so weird......!?

A sharp warning sound (alert) sounds in my head.

Somewhere behind the flim in my eyes, but absolutely strange. There's nothing there that's supposed to be, a sense of absence.

"- Ah...!

I noticed.

Legs.

Flim's legs, which should usually be wrapped in black and goth combat boots - "Sky Raider," are now barefoot for some reason. Or barefoot.

- Wait, so where's "Sky Raider"?

It was only natural to conclude that the question was connected to Mr. Rosé, who had been disconnected from the earlier flim.

"-!?

Find Mr. Rose in a hurry at the same time as his blood draws attention.

There he is. Combined field of view of "Eagle Eye". He fell while holding the acceleration when he was plummeting with Flim, moving directly beneath me.

Regardless, [standing in the air].

- I want to come...!

On both legs, still pitch black combat boots. I guess I had given it up from Flim beforehand. I resented my shallowness for assuming the Raider was a Flim-only weapon.

Already the Raider has expanded its armor and changed to a pungent shape. The geometry that runs onto the surface is not the usual pure purple, but the color of Mr. Rosé's Photon Blood - i.e. the glow of Malachite Green.

Rosé, who grows four chains of ethereal silver and red silver as wings from the back of a battle dress, looks up at me with a face that still doesn't let her peek into her emotions,

"Ursula, Raider, we're going to Unison."

Copy that, Shimashita.

Certainly

My stomach shrugged like a relief. Silver caged hands (gauntlets) and two-legged combat boots attached to the right arm also respond with emotionless mechanical audio. I don't know which one belongs to the machine because when I hear only my voice, it's human.

"Unison", a new feature of Flim's developed optical organ mechanism (Photon Organ). A new technology that typically raises output significantly by synchronizing, synchronizing, and resonating two or more mechanisms where the maximum number of charges for the optical organ mechanism (Photon Organ) is 10 (Dikapur).

I knew that "unison" was possible with Durgasati and Skylaider, but I can't believe Ursulagna had that mechanism (mechanism) on board.

"Twin Dickapur Maximum Charge"

Mr. Rosé's quiet voice. Her "SEAL" inspires a peacock-colored geometry on her skin. From there, a number of starscrap-like brilliances erupt, pulling the residual light and absorbing it into Ursulagna and Skyrader.

"" Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Maximum Charge ""

Two light organ arms emit thermal Malachite green light from each slit. As if the melting furnace burns inside.

"Starlight Buckshot Excursion"

"Lightning Jet Fire Drill Crash"

From what sounds familiar to what doesn't. Anyway, I found a lot of commands going to be processed.

The roaring ham sound. Mr. Rose's Photon Blood glow converges to Ursulagna on his right arm.

I don't know what kind of attack is coming, but I just didn't like the fact that there would be something uninterrupted and even serious.

A moment of hesitation.

I got lost deciding whether to duplicate Scutum here or use Wall magic for safety.

that enumeration,

"- Wall!"

I chose the latter.

Regardless, I intend to take evasive action. I'm not going to hit you. But.

Flim and Mr. Rose shouldn't be so cautious about me. [M] Usually, two people with full force pushes attacked from their hands. You should have seen this attack as so destructive that it could overwhelm me with reinforced support tactics.

"- Huh!"

Disconnect yourself from Mr. Rosé's movements as if you were frightened, and I'll go into evasive action. But we don't just run away from Mr. Rosé's attack. What we should have taken here was aggressive evasive action. That is,

"Drill -!"

Jump into the attack yourself and pack your time. While being protected by the 'Wall' effect, do some flesh and damage to Mr. Rosé. First, if Flim keeps descending like this, Hanu in chant will be attacked. I couldn't let you do that.

"-Break" Heh!!

Activate the "Drill Break" x 20 on the body of the "Balmunk" with the cutting edge underneath. Deep Purple's Photon Blood converges, forming multiple giant drills as Millefeuil.

Mr. Rosé's back chain moved as he responded. Sounded like a hundred wind chimes ringing simultaneously, the silver chains of ethereal and red grow in momentum, drawing a double helix and flying around the universe. Of course I'm on my way. But it's not a move to restrain this one. Draw a vortex on the chain, create a tunnel, and seal my escape.

Two colored chains quickly passed around me, and I was trapped in Mr. Rosé's junction. In the rear, the diameter of the vortex the chain draws is narrowed down, and now me and Mr. Rose are isolated in an egg-shaped space made of chains.

Me and Mr. Rose facing each other in a high, low position in the sky. We gaze at each other even if we are far away.

It was a head-on battle from here.

Deep purple Photon Blood erupts from my back. [M]

Ursulagna attached to Mr. Rosé's right arm emits a fierce Malachite green glow.

- I'm going!

Willing and shooting into sight.

- It's a battle, Mr. Rug.

I felt Mr. Rosé's amber eyes respond that way.

Fierce outbreak.

"- uhhhhhhhh!!

A tremendous amount of propulsion exploded and I turned into a comet.

Mr. Rose flashed his right fist with his strength against me as he slammed through the walls of the atmosphere and stormed beyond the speed of sound.

"- Break it, Amen!

It's like someone else's voice, Mr. Rose's ripping mood.

Ursulagna's fists are struck out with no more beautiful forms. Smart and sharp straight punch that looks like Mr. Rosé.

Fist strikes at the time of emptying a wind hole in the space caused a phenomenon that was nothing short of a storm of light.

Emitted from fists wrapped in silver caged hands (gauntlets) were countless stardust.

I wondered if the little brilliance that I thought was the sand grain had spread as a result of the spray, and every one of them roared and enlarged, and the Light Spirit (Will O Whisp) Say hello and start rambling endlessly.

――

And it was the [wave tao] of light that was born.

The shooting particles of light became scatterbullets and diffused radiation.

It's in my sight. It's no longer a wall. It was a tsunami or avalanche that the light of Malachite Green gathered together.

I see, so I'm good at whether words like 'scatter (backshot)' were included in Ursulagna's activation audio (call) in 'Stardust' -.

Every grain of light bullet is no longer equal to a red-hot bearing. No, it must have been turned into a bullet with more power than that, if Skylaider's "Lightning Jet Fire Drill Crash" activation audio (call) was also taken into account.

If he did poorly, even the Gatekeeper class shut him down (shut him down) with one blow, and it was an extra overkill attack.

This is Flim and Mr. Rose's chosen tactic. Assuming I use the assistive technique to increase the enhancement factor to "Absolute Square", the attack method.

It's impossible to capture me in a normal attack when I reach a thousand times the speed. Then, on the face, not on the point. The trajectory of the attack is also in the space, not the line.

Don't let me dodge it with a vast and localized range of attacks - develop a saturated attack that should be called "wrapping" rather than "hitting".

That's what I thought.

- It's too tearless, but it makes sense...!

Moreover, in situations where the space and direction of travel are thus limited (situations), I can say that there is no way to avoid them.

Not only did I consider bullshit tactics, but the ruggedness of moving it to execution, I had to say that boulders are my people.

- But...!

That's why I can't lose.

I swore in front of those two. When you get stronger. You have to prove it with your own hands in order not to end it alone.

"- Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!

I went in with a roar.

Collision.

And from the combined view of the scattered Eagle Eye nearby, I see the sight.

Mr. Rose's shooting out waves of light. In the middle of it, my penetration caused the particles to diffuse, creating a change as if the buds were flowering.

Hua blooms in the sky.

It blooms in the Ethereal Dome, a lily flower that shines blue and green.

But the reality isn't as sweet as it looks.

Naturally, from the moment the tip of the "Drill Break" touched the wave tao of Bidu, the response came back when it was steel.

"- Huh!?

Heavy. And hard.

It looked light and soft due to the gathering of glow, but its nature is the complete opposite. From the feel of my hands, I remember when I bumped into Yazaemon's Immortal Abstacle or Howell's powersuit armor.

Feels like I'm scraping thick rock beds with a rounded grinder ahead.

This doesn't even compare the magma that jumped in the other day - I decided to activate the support technique even more. "Strength", "Rapid" and "Protection" were multiplied and the enhancement coefficient jumped to five hundred and twelve times at once.

Originally, in the midst of this overlapping of other surgical formulas - which is also approximate in itself - it is a very dangerous act to multiply the supporting surgical formula, that if it fails, all the processes being started will be cancelled. But I can't wait to say four or five before Mr. Rose and Flim's [serious].

Pierce it.

With a little breakthrough.

"-" Drill Break "Huh!!!

Further activate swordsmanship ceremony × 20. A twelve dozen (if any) instead of forty doubled spiral angles raise a beastly roar. The whole body "SEAL" was violently excited and violet electricity appeared from the body surface.

Push forward. Your whole body is wrapped in the brilliance of Malachite Green.

"- Knock...!

I feel awesome viscosity. I feel like I have rubber or cake all over my body. I can see glowing particles bouncing all over my limbs. Hot. A hell of a burning sensation. But there is no damage. What would have happened by now if I hadn't used 'Wall' in a staggering way?

My eyes are filled with light, I can't hold my eyelids open, etc. But I can only see my status with my eyes closed. There is no change in HP floating at the edge of vision. I just noticed that an unfamiliar icon appeared at the bottom. They indicate that the 'wall' is activated because of its shape.

The magic of "Wall", which grants invincibility, was not of the kind to bounce off an attack falling on you. No damage, no less HP, but that's it. The pain has apparently not been cut, and I have not fallen seven times now thanks to the benefit of Protection. And most importantly, it doesn't help to eliminate the waves of light that seem so convoluted as to be infinite.

Sa 'Alan. If that's possible, you can use 'Wall' to destroy walls or attack enemies by your body.

In other words, retracing this waterfall, the work had to be done on its own no matter what.

Momentum so much that if you let yourself down at all, every consciousness will be taken away. If they push you down and flush you, I don't know how far the hell they'll take you. Alternatively, if a minute goes by and the effect of "Wall" expires, there is no possibility that it will be [polished] as it is.

- If it wasn't a game, he could really have died...!

But conversely, this is a 'game', it's only virtual everywhere, and you don't have to worry about dying first.

So.

"" Drill - Blake "...... heh!

More multiplication. Sixty series (drill breaks) with a reinforcement factor of five hundred and twelve times.

The drill, which was even inflated, became even more gigantic, and penetration increased. The output of Photon Blood erupting from his back also increased, and my body moved forward gnawing.

The response, which was like a rock bed, changes to soft soil, and the rotation of "Drill Break" accelerates to the eel rise. The tip of the spiral angle scratches and thrusts the fury of Malachite Green.

- A little more...!

Measure the relative distance between yourself and Mr. Rosé from the visual information sent by (Eagle Eye) scattered nearby. I don't have one more meltre. It lashes forward at Ursulagna on his right arm and reaches Rosé, who keeps firing a scatter of light at the time of fog without exhaustion, in a few seconds.

But.

"My king, the Rift God..."

It's like whispering, and then when you carve it into space, Mr. Rose's voice.

Yes, of course, but Mr. Rosé doesn't have just one arm.

[There are two].

Yes, not just the right fist, but also the left fist.

Not to mention that Mr. Rosé is a servo-surgical user (handler), as well as a top-of-the-line fighter (purist). It doesn't matter which one of us is in charge. It's natural to use both arms like a dominant hand.

――

The glow of the newly born Malachite Green converges into Mr. Rosé's left fist, which is gripped hard.

That was a real blow from Mr. Rose I haven't seen yet, who was also about to let go shortly after the game started. I stopped using "Freeze" at that time, but I can't do that because I am using "Wall" this time.

- But we can go with this' invincible state '!

There will be pain and shock. But HP doesn't decrease. Then we'll just have to endure the rest. There is also protection. Make it absolutely bearable.

Mr. Rose is going to smash me in time for every "drill break." Maybe I don't realize this one uses' Wall '. I feel a little sloppy, but let me get in there this time.

It fell out.

Over the waves of light, Mr. Rosé is right in front of you.

"Hack."

- Huh?

A moment of being poked at the void.

In the words released from Mr. Rosé's lips, my head turns white.

The thought of the moment - why? You knew that? Did you understand that? No, that can't be right. It wasn't as far away as my voice could reach. Unlike me, who is observing the surroundings and picking up sounds in Eagle Eye, Mr. Rose should not have had that technique. Why? Did they read it first? Predicted? Are you kidding me, Mr. Karel? Or Flim's intuition of knowing my personality well? Could it be just plausible? I don't know. I can't narrow down the answer.

And now it's not the other way around.

"-!?

Malachite green rays jumped out of Mr. Rosé's forehead and hit me first.

Pleasant sounds.

Make a cool noise and my 'wall' will be released. AR status floating at the edge of the field of vision, the icon that was at the bottom of it breaks out of the middle and disappears.

Invincibility lifted.

The magic effect disappeared, and I was in a vegan state.

There,

"- Tongtian, eight poles.

Mr. Rosé's trump card burst.

The roaring left fist clashed with the tip of my Drill Break at such a speed that I thought it had moved instantly.

Boom.

If we hit the rock grinder and the rock grinder head-on, or maybe we can make this sound and make it stand up. A sound so deaf rang so violently that it poked at heaven.

The spinning spiral angle and Mr. Rose's fist, roaring and glowing, antagonize at some point in space.

I have nothing but amazement. Even if it's not "Absolute Square" now, the enhancement factor five hundred and twelve times before that step. Yet the "Drill Break" is sixty series. Even that Hercules armor should have the destructive power to break through.

On the contrary.

"-... ugh!?

No. I can't tell you, but a bad feeling runs through my spinal cord.

This is [different] - something is [weird]. Intuition screams.

- What... this...!?

Something's wrong with me. My "Drill Break" and Mr. Rosé's "My King's Rift God/Tongtian Eight Poles" are supposed to coincide, but I feel that what should be called the "point of collision" of power is approaching this side with Jihuahiwa.

No, no.

This is - "clear."

――

Or what is also referred to as "backstroke", "osmotic force" or, in some cases, "armor through". As its name suggests, a special technique in which an impact slips through an object, or propagates to push it across the armor, to the inside of the body.

Before, Mr. Rose showed me something that was "strong" in front of me and Hannu as a sample. Also known as "Far Away," it was simply a "technology that [shifted] the position to strike," a substitute that I just thought was superpowers or something, that even if not touched directly, damage would be done to the subject.

This is its companion, or subspecies.

As long as Mr. Rose's fist is thus in direct contact with my "drill break," the shockwave he was born with conveys Photon Blood, "Balmunk," and eventually [acts directly on my flesh]. On the contrary, it could penetrate my interior and explode there.

- No way, this was the 'aim' from the start......!?

If it was Rose's goal to unleash this "King Rift God/Tongtian Eight Poles" in order to impart a shock to the interior, knowing that I would consolidate my defense with the support technique "Protection".

There is a point to be made in the turmoil just after the game started, as well as why I was about to release this on that occasion.

Destruction not from the hard outside, but from the slightly softer inside. That's what Rosé thought of me - no, how to deal with the "brave Beowulf".

- But if you know so...!

If we leave this place immediately, at least Mr. Rosé's prospects should be broken.

I immediately canceled the "Drill Break" and stopped the time bomb or chicken racing equals - no, you can't.

[No escape].

The perimeter is surrounded by Mr. Rosé's chains. High density fog of light still remaining sprayed behind. Now that you've been forced off 'Wall', it's inevitable that you'll take damage whichever way you go. Exactly like the tiger at the front gate, the wolf at the rear gate.

There is no longer one option. Pushing through this scene before Mr. Rose's destructive power of "My King Rift God/Tongtian Eight Poles" reaches my body.

After beating Mr. Rosé squarely.

"-!"

The lack of other options made me ready to do the opposite.

I activate the support technique "Force Boost" × 10, regardless of the SEAL computation function, which is likely to fall apart if I miscontrol it at all. The icons can be played simultaneously, increasing the coefficient of strength of the surgery to one thousand and twenty-four times.

"-" Bolt Stake "! Air Ripper!

Then audio activate the attack technique (call). Split and organize your thoughts where your head is going to be a gutter. There may be a crazy me in there, but I don't mind. I just cut off that stuff like I always do.

Interrupt and fuse a total of twenty attack formulas into a series of sixty active Drill Breaks each.

The impromptu 'Thunder Air Real Break' - transforming everything into attack and propulsion and pushing forward, the decentralization of destruction.

Lightning strikes from the spiral angle of rotation, along with the acoustics that flare. A blade of wild wind intertwines and causes a tornado.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!

I can roar. I didn't know I was raising my voice from the bottom of my belly.

Slowly, but surely, the impact of the "Tongtian Eight Poles" is approaching us. Already more than half of Balmunk's body. No more respite.

"- Ku... ooh...!

Mr. Rose groans. Always a faceless beauty is slightly distorted all this time. They're desperate.

Naturally, I have no escape or choice, but vice versa, so does Mr. Rosé.

Me and Mr. Rose can only get rid of the predicament by breaking the person in front of us. The conditions are the same.

So.

"Blah blah blah blah!!!

Mr. Rosé could roar, too. Open your mouth and raise your voice with majesty. The light in her left fist grows stronger in response to her temper.

On the contrary, Mr. Rose pulled the right-hand Ursulagna back, which he struck out once. No way. Next bullet. Continuous penetration is normal for fighters. No wonder.

- Before that...!

It came to this, and I gave up my own intact. The idea was sweet. Mr. Rosé was not such a brilliant opponent. I wasn't ready.

"- [Freibom] Heh!

Voice activate a new attack technique (call). My special ritual, which completely destroyed Hercules and Midgals Olm. Twenty Chains (Freibom), enhanced by more than a thousand times in the Force Boost. An attack that can never be used by an ally unless this is the game. If I use it at this distance, I can't get involved. It's a suicide bomber.

Interrupt it into a lightning bolt whirlpool (Drill Break), fusion activated. At the same time, the expanded icons line up like trains, cutting the swollen "Drill Break" into rings.

――――

Mr. Rosé's complexion changed again. More than anyone else - I know the power of overlapping chained 'Freibom' because I was once a strong obsession with Hercules' components.

Knock it in.

"- Shh!!!

No more words. A quick-throwing moment. It looked as if 'Thunder Air Real Break' had swelled like a balloon.

Explosion.

The flash bursts. Both my previous vision and the combined field of view of the "Eagle Eye" were all anointed with light.

Boom beyond the volume perceived by the ear. His whole body trembles billibly, and blasts and shockwaves rush through all directions. It feels like the whole body is torn apart. It feels like your muscles are breaking. I found that the bar of HP that I can still see even as I meditate on my eyes halves at once.

But it was worth it.

"-... Huh!?

A moment of illusory collapse passes and opens in front of you.

Everything was bouncing and flying.

I was blown back and forth from where I was earlier, and the "Balmunk" body, which was supposed to be formed of Photon Blood, broke near the roots, and I couldn't regenerate the light blade. There is also a large amount of finesse in it that combines black Xuan and white tiger, so there may be a problem with the operation.

"-! Is Mr. Rose...!?

Find Mr. Rosé. Even I activated this damage. Mr. Rose is more...

There he is. Down there. He's been blown away as big as I am, and he keeps falling. Is the shock you have suffered too strong for your body to move, or are you losing your mind? But keep the 'black' icon floating over your head. If you have lost all your HP and become 'disqualified', the icon indicating your team should disappear, so I'm pretty sure Mr. Rose is still [alive] gamely.

Weird story, but a little relief. There was still a thought somewhere about what to do if I overdid it.

Though.

- Huh? Oh, that? Still falling? And I won't stop...... what, hey, what about Flim!? What about Flim helping Mr. Rosé!?

I can't stop Mr. Rosé from falling free. She may or may not be unconscious. In that sense,

- Shit, too much...!?

And I regretted it. I'm sorry I made a terrible attack earlier, but I can't just keep watching Mr. Rosé crash into the surface like this, naturally.

"Ma, wait!

In a hurry, kick the "Serie Walk" force field and fly downstairs. Kick and accelerate the atmosphere like a bouncing stone, falling upside down. Replace the bulk of Balmunk with your left hand and extend your right hand to Mr. Rosé, who is falling.

It arrived.

Grabbing Mr. Rose's arm, who was in a position to sleep in the air, he brakes by sliding the soles of his Combat boots on the invisible slopes. In the meantime, Mr. Rose's long ash grey hair, which was stirred by the wind and stood upside down, crept up and fluttered.

I immediately turn my arm behind Rosé's waist and lift her up. Same thing I always do to Hanu, with a princess.

"- Mr. Rose!? Are you all right, Mr. Rose!? Wake up, please!

Whatever you're talking about while I'm at it, it's a dialogue, but I call Mr. Rosé desperately. Leave him to pass out himself. It's okay and nothing, but I can't help but worry about something I'm worried about.

"... ahhh...?

Fortunately, Mr. Rosé opened his eyes immediately. Amber eyes appeared snug, swimming slightly out of focus. A little later the focus tied and Mr. Rosé looked at my face.

"... lag, mr...?

I call my name strangely. I snorted, yeah, yeah.

"Yes, it's me! So, are you okay!? Um, oh, sorry! I was so desperate earlier -!?"

Rose exhaled, "Oh..." to me, who accidentally apologized.

"... I don't mind. Because we were serious about each other. It's not about Mr. Rag being sick."

At a time like this, it was Rosé who didn't smile at comfort. Still, she opens her amber eyes wide and looks at me with a very serious look. So I could honestly believe that there was no lie in that word.

"Brilliant, Mr. Rug. I meant to fight seriously, but you didn't."

As a matter of course, Mr. Rosé lifts his left hand and touches my cheek. Until just now, my hands were soft and tender enough to antagonize my "Drill Break".

"The boulder is you. Take me... No, the hero who saved Float Rise. It was a great honor to confront you straight away, even though it was a game."

"Mr. Rose......"

He rubs, rubs, and gently strokes his cheeks. It's a little ticklish. It's like I'm the child and Mr. Rose is your mother. Even though it was me who won the battle earlier.

…………

Ugh, it's kind of embarrassing...... I inadvertently deviate from my gaze. [M]

"... I apologize to Mr. Flim, but I will pull here once and for all. Because there is only one HP left. Or... will you stab me in the stops?

"Ah...!

Right, Flim. I can only assume that the fact that it won't come back now still led me straight to Hannu. We have to go after him right away.

"Uh, uh...!?

Hurry up and get under Hannu! And I'm in suspicion of behavior because I'm stuck between feeling deviant and feeling that I can't leave Mr. Rosé without disqualifying him like this...

"Recycling"

While doing so, Mr. Rosé took the blue and white components out of storage and activated the servo-surgical ceremony. The peacock-colored "SEAL" excites and reactivates the core of the inactive (shutdown) SB (Security Bot) once.

It was Griffon with the eagle's head and wings and the lion's limbs that embodied it from the information world to the real world.

"GGGGGGRRRRRYYYYYYYYY!!

A physiologically larger eagle lion than a human adult raises an electron hissing (nasty) against his throat.

Griffon is a powerful SB in Lunatic Babel that appears in the same hierarchy as Ortros, Nue, Manticore, etc. When was Rosé shutting down (shutting down) this guy who pops around the front line these days to get the components? Probably when I was combing with Hannu during my training.

Rosé gave me a glimpse of the pitch-black sky raider on both legs.

"This is the boot you lent me, but you still couldn't handle it well because of improvisation. It was necessary to step in… but if you're going to fly, this is the best way to get used to it"

I managed to say something like that, the word was a gorgeous figure on the back. She got out of my arm and jumped on the back of a hovering griffon. From my arms, the weight, the softness characteristic of a woman's limb, the warmth disappears, and I remember a little loneliness.

…………

Right, shit. What an idiot I was earlier. Although I completely forgot because of my strong image in ground warfare, Mr. Rose is a service handler, so if I played (recycled) the flying SB, I would never have fallen to the surface.

Even though it was sudden, I was too upset. Hannu often tells me that I don't have enough mental training at all, which makes me really disgusted.

Ms. Rose, who rode the griffon in such a way that she was accustomed to crossing (and again) onto the horse, turned her masked face here,

"... what am I saying, but I was wondering if I should hurry. Mr. Flim should be on his way to Princess Xiaolong."

"GGGGGRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Quickly, the eagle lion (Griffon), commanded by Mr. Rosé's "SEAL", hissed tall and shook his big wings sharply at an angle. As soon as possible, its body begins to glide.

"Huh...? Oh, um...?

I accidentally raised one hand to the appearance of Mr. Rose and Griffon, who were very naturally distant - I couldn't do anything as I was, and I dropped off the silhouette of one and the other until it was smaller.

"... that...?

Notice late. What the hell is this air?

Mr. Rosé left with his usual faceless face. Forced with or without, of course not in the wind. It's like poking a gap in this one's mind, shittiness and.

- Could it be that I dared break this one's pace and run away...?

Possible.

It's hard to understand because I'm always someone whose emotions aren't very much on the table, but was that a poker face like Mr. Rosé's, even if it wasn't?

The kind of "rush" you would do in battle, to such a phase... No, a strong person might have been a good way to escape.

"- Not if you're bogged down!

He returned it to me. I rush to change direction and start moving.

Heading down, down. Where Hanu is.

I don't have time to 'disqualify' after Mr. Rosé now. Though I deserve it. More like Mr. Rosé said, I'm glad Flim went that way. I don't think Hannu's gonna get hit that easy.

"- Because Flim doesn't know what to do either...!

The operation that made Mr. Rosé wear a skyraider earlier must also be Flim's idea. My 'sister' has always loved to do bizarre things. So how hard did I have to struggle as a child?

While worrying about my friends in many ways, I started falling through the universe faster than lightning.