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

● 40 Mixed and scattered roses

To the anomaly that Flim and Rosé noticed, not far away, they also noticed The Knights of Pale Red Flames, Noble Prominence Nights.

- Dear Karellen,

"Oh, I know. [The number of enemies has not decreased]. Isn't that right, Ashley?

To the voice of some caring subordinate, Karellen responded with her insides hidden.

- Make it, it's a place that's not a glimmer. At all, it opens up to the malice of the ancients.

Karellen, who advanced his subordinates and earlier continued to expand his "realm," sighed softly in his chest.

"But there's no need to be timid. Whether the number of enemies increases or decreases, we are moving forward. Instead, if the enemy comes out infinitely, it means it's easier because it's the only way forward. The choice simply disappeared to retreat and rebuild."

While he was there, Karellen spoke up and uttered words that inspired the hearts of the members who would be listening to this communication.

"Proceed! This battle is over if you drop the enemy leader! There's no retreat! I don't want to get lost! Just push on!

Ha! Karellen strokes the anxiety born at the bottom of her stomach while listening to the circle of replies of the members.

- Really, I hope so...

I'm not going to say they're good at one or two - etc. Be self-admiring, but this one should always be moving ahead of you. Of course we can't be sure that everything is complete, but we should nevertheless be controlling the destination as much as we are moving to take past data into account.

But.

- [I'm changing the rules later, adding] Well, this is...

I just think so. Behind his brain, the face of Ayja, the game master, rises. That attitude, that mouth-watering. It's not like everything just goes and hits. There would naturally be a 'trap' that I had planted in advance, but for that...

- Too [on the spot]. It's no wonder, then, that he was currently putting his hands on the game in a progressive fashion.

Karellen's sober thoughts break through the hands of naive game masters.

However, even when questioned, Ayja herself is determined to be "balanced" and so on. Karellen's thinking power even foresees such a future.

- If so, we'll have to take it backwards, or...

A cold, sharp light dwells in the jade eyes, sharp and brilliant.

If this one responds to that unscrupulous gesture over there by cutting off his back, I knew better that he would make even worse balance adjustments.

Initially, Eija must not have thought this one would [do it so far]. Therefore, later, he gave the army of ghosts the option of 'infinite reinforcements' and so on. That personality, if you had set that up from the beginning, you must have been announcing it. To stir up this sense of despair.

- I didn't hustle and bustle because that's [after] it. I mean, sneeze on the spot. I'm not thinking ahead, it's just first aid.

In this sense, we find ourselves above Ayja's assumptions. I don't know if Eija was sweet enough to look at this one, but I don't know if it was more than adequate.

- Then the game master will fit in when he's busy with 'The Next Plant' by now. Then...

I'm about to sweep away with the hand of 'Infinite Reinforcement' on this occasion - you can break the gamemaster's prospects.

"- All hands, we're going to speed up the march! I know it's tough, but this is for victory too! Do your best!

Karellen made a breakthrough on his people.

There's nothing to it, just think the opposite of your position and you'll see. Eija must now be putting some kind of hand on Gorsaua, the demon king he called 'Las Boss'. In view of this newly observed combat power, to make a balance adjustment.

But I won't give you that kind of time. You can't give. We settle electronically before we do anything extra. As I said earlier, for better or worse, there is no longer a way out.

Members of the Knights of Pale Red Flames Noble Prominence Nights responded well to Karellen's directive. Photon Blood is not the only one who wears it out by combat behavior, even though he can benefit (backup) from the geographic range within the expanded "realm" of Karel Ren.

The density of enemy troops that increases each time you advance your foot. The imminent heavy pressure (pressure) of giants forming herds. In addition to the fact that the very act of combat drains physical strength, there is always a hair-to-hair tension there that has led to death.

Still, it should be noted that long after the battle began, the knights, whose (own) greatest secrets in a row, were still vocal, aware of their own limitations.

"Not yet! There's still plenty of enemies out there! I don't have time to get distracted!" "Oh, Lord Victoria is cutting ahead! Don't follow me. There's a reason!" "Not at all. Always take it easy on this guy, you bastards! Because I'm going to tell the captain from the guy who exposed him to pity and help him lower his liking!" "This period has been about men and women! If you're going to bat before Oyla, treat your men next time! Get in the mood, you bastard!" What about calling a bastard at the end of an arrow that went unrelated or something, Baka! "" What the hell!? Whoever went stupid is stupid!!

The voicing begun to inspire each other gradually turns into something uncalled for. That's all they are. They're stuffed with wings.

Wherever Ashley flies his reprimands furiously, often at the moment he hears such communications,

- I'm not in the mood, you guys! More! Burn more lives! You'll laugh if you're turning up the sound to this extent!

To this end, it was rather the end of oiling the fire. While doing so,

- Can you laugh? To whom? To the flim, is it? Or to Beowulf...?

Ashley tilts her neck herself to the words that came out of her mouth. It was a word uttered without any consciousness, but who the hell do I not want to be laughed at? Who the hell are you stretching your spine against? It was Ashley whose own feelings were uncertain.

Still, she turned her rugged eyes to the back of the "Knight of Fire,"

"- Yes, our heroes are moving on! There's no reason to catch up, but if you still can't pave the way you went, you'll be less than normal! We are Victorian! Given the chosen glory, there's no good reason to look pitiful!!

Ashley's vomited pneumonia flies among the members of The Knights of Pale Red Flames, Noble Prominence Nights.

Even so. We are fighting here now because we were chosen by that "sword lady" Villey over anyone else. There are those who didn't even want to be chosen. Some of them didn't make it to the selection in the first place. In the meantime, it was ourselves here who were admitted to the regiment by that brilliant "sword lady".

That is pride. That is admiration. That's prestige.

Never be broken, it's a flag of faith.

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

Men and women alike, they roared. He is fierce by Ashley's words and draws strength from the depths of his body.

Secret depths were fired at unprecedented densities enough to deactivate (shut down) the Gatekeeper class with a single blow. They scrape the giant walls of the ghosts that thicken as they progressed, smashing them with hammers.

Everything, for the captain of the regiment going forward.

"He calls me you, for that man.

- Exhaust your death.

The knights' hearts became one and even turned forward.

such that they. Villy, who leads their will,

…………

He had no longer uttered a voice of temper, but had manipulated the "knight of flames" with no heart.

There is the ruthless enlightenment of "Ice Spear" Karellen facial defeat.

It passed like an angry stage or something. Now Villey waves her sword with horrible calm, slashing down one army of impending ghosts as furious as a puppet, one after another, with a face similar to that of a doll.

My emotions didn't rub off. I haven't run out of fuel for anger either.

Villey now stood on a frontier that transcended such dimensions.

By and large, it was full of things I didn't care about from the start.

If you try it on Villey, that red-haired boy - what Eija does, he can't stand on his stomach much longer.

Anger. Anger is all I have.

It was the superficial passion that allowed it to dissipate somewhat thanks to Ragdishardt and Princess Xiaolong, but the fire source was not gone.

Villey's fire has now gone through the combustion and turned into a fire. In my heart is a boiling furnace. If you want to apply half-breed coolant or something like that, they all have the heat to explode.

A reactor trapped in ice for a thousand years - if you're going to put the current state of mind of Villey as a word, that's the kind of expression you deserve.

"- Captain Victoria! The number of enemies never decreases! According to Karelren-sama's predictions, '

"The opponent keeps increasing infinitely," he said?

To correspondence from members of the same 'white' team as himself, Villey returned questions so that he could cover them. While letting the "Horseman of Fire" wrapped around him unleash an active carnage. Many of the flesh of the greatly torn ghosts dance through the universe.

The knight of the correspondent breathes heavily,

'Ha, ha!

Villey does not even shrug, but continues with a voice that crushes the crystal with a hammer.

"I understand. But that's why I can't stop. Isn't that right? The enemy leader is ahead of us. If there is only a victory ahead of this turbulence, naturally, until it is overcome. Me and you don't have any work to do."

Rather than the usual confident tone, it also resembled the "silver-chain maiden (Andromeda)" in "BVJ (Bullish Violet Jokers)", which was a pale euphemism.

Villey's knight, his subordinate, freezes his spine in an icy voice that knows too little heat and, conversely, so much rage enclosed in his heart.

- Yes, no!

I accidentally shouted out affirmations that meant nothing.

Fly, jump, wield the sword, run, slip, wield the sword, leap, turn, poke the sword, rampage, madness, wield the sword.

A pale flaming storm rolls in.

In that way "Villey still told him in an unchallenged tone as he acrobatically fought the Horseman of Fire.

"General, we're going in like this. There's no other way. Defeat the enemy. Break anything that stands in the way. Forward, there's only one way forward. If Hell awaits you with your mouth open, slam through its bottom and crush it. There's no chivalry or anything but today. It's the vengeance of those children. Anything breaks through. Do."

It was Villy telling her to read out the script, rather the move was on the increase in intensity. The sword speed clearly rises, and the end of the ghost man's "Gigantic" state is piled up.

Still, the closer we get to the center of the enemy - Ghostface Castle, the more dense the enemy army will become. Using that castle as a source, the ghosts are created, so it's natural.

But Villey's vision already shows the beauty. "From a high point of view held by the knight of fire, but at the end of his gaze is the giant shadow of Haunted Castle. The range of your heart captures Gorsaua, the leader of the enemy.

If it is, it will not stop. The enemy general is no longer at the end of his eyes and nose. Victory is precisely the present. Is there any reason to hesitate? What's the point of stopping your leg?

At this time, a harsh light was emitted from the deep red eyes.

"Proceed! This is a battlefield dying from those who turn their backs on their enemies! There's no other way through! Show me all your spirits!

Villey's jaws fly similar to the anger. It was amplified through the giant of the "Knight of Fire" and resonated well throughout the battlefield.

Regardless, it's not just words that end "sword lady".

Sooo, and "Villy breathes held inside the knight of fire.

It was a breath of determination.

- Phoenix Rave.

Quiet start-up audio (call). Although Villy has already activated "Acharanata Cricala", this is close to "Blazing Force" as a category. Therefore, if the procedure is activated in the form of "addition/expansion" instead of "duplicate simultaneous activation", it can be done without problems.

An ice blue icon was born on Villey's back, and the "Knight of Fire" who received it also uses his own pale flame to display the pseudo icon behind his back.

From the back of the pale flaming knight, the fiery icon spreads across the wings. It is an elephant (or elephant) bird with wide wings, and still helplessly reminiscent of an undead bird (Phoenix).

If there had been a Ragdishardt boy here, he would have grabbed both fists for what he looked like.

In the next moment, "The Knight of Fire" broke its form. Both arms burn wide, on both wings. Both legs became tailfeathers, the armor swelled, and the helmet stretched wide out.

What changed was the big - no, too big a flamingo (Phoenix).

Until earlier, the flaming sword held by the "Knight of Fire" was no longer the mouth (beak) of the flaming bird.

Burning (soy sauce), and a flaming monster bird many times the size of a giant wings. As soon as possible, the auspicious wind blew as if it had a mass commensurate with its immensity. What else? Because the bird of fire is still given an entity by the artifact "real (iggyst)" owned by Villy.

At the same time, flames erupted from its wings, from its back, from its tail feathers, with tremendous momentum. It was a magnificent rocket spray, taking advantage of its own characteristics.

The atmosphere explodes.

After that aftermath, the ghosts, who were right around the flamingo (Phoenix), burn out and turn into ashes, or blow up like toys and dance in the sky so easily that it's funny.

Huge chunks of flame popped up in momentum.

As an arrow, as a bullet, as a lightning bolt pierces the universe.

Apart from flying ahead, "Gorsaua the Demon King" sits atop the Haunted Face Castle - the ultimate purpose in this battle.

To this end, Villey's temperament was not tolerated, such as imitating a fine distance from Chimatima. By the way, I was out of luck with the bag. From the moment I saw the monster, the intent to kill was shaken to its limits.

Burn my distance all at once as the pale flaming monster kicks through the army of ghosts.

From the members of the Knights of Pale Red Flames Noble Prominence Nights, who were left behind, all the trajectories of the flamingo flying were burned down, leaving only signs of destruction where the landscape over there could be distorted by too much heat.

And the mouth (beak) of "Phoenix Rave" leads to Gorsaua, the demon king, faster than the unusual smell of meat burning sweeps the battlefield.

That was an instant event.

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So much so that I wonder if the sky has exploded, it is a transcendent roar.

In fact, the roar emitted by the ugly giant creature burst the atmosphere and caused a blast.

The cutting-edge of Villey's Phoenix Rave arrives, just before that.

Violent force suddenly struck Villey.

"-Na......!?

A moment later, Villey couldn't believe herself playing in the universe with a circle when she was bounced off by an explosion. He opens his eyes inside the flamingo and leaks a groan.

- He said he was bounced off......!? Just one voice......!?

Villey stunned her breath as she let the flamingo spread her wings to get in shape. In doing so, they let themselves wind up in the wild wind, raising the flamingo to the Ethereal Dome.

Indeed, from the size of it, it can be called a "floor master." Anyway, it's the same or more as Ghost Face Castle where he's on the pedestal. Thinking of that giant, it's not hard to imagine that taking one roar would equal a bomb.

But.

"-...!

He said he unleashed a blow to Kaishin, multiplying this with multiple original surgery ceremonies.

That's how light it is.

Different digits - a battle ran on Villey's back over the strength of an enemy he had no other to appreciate that way.

- I didn't mean to look sweet...!

The horror of the floor master had been heard straight from Ashley. He had also heard some rumors from Ragdishardt and Millibertiflim.

A floormaster is a monster with a terrible strength, more than it looks -.

But Villey has to admit that he was insulting his enemies somewhere in his heart.

Villey was complacent.

"To her own strength, called Miss Sword.

Villy had confidence.

No matter how huge the enemy is, outside the ruins, this one can also be made huge by the original technique "Acharanata Cricala". Never take a pull.

But.

A burst of growling again.

Every time Gorsauer lifts his head and his thoughtful part, opens his mouth and screams, all he can say is "hole," the atmosphere is visibly distorted (hizu). Shockwaves are scattered across the board, and even the ghosts who came out of Ghost Face Castle just at his feet are relentlessly crushed or blown away.

Tyrants.

It was exactly what a young deserted monster king looked like.

――――

At this time, Villey's eyes seemed to overlap, for some reason, with her men, who had now been mourned, the ghosts ravaged by their masters.

――

For a moment, behind his deep red eyes, he seemed to have a large spark scattered. In the meagre fraction of an instant, a new signal of anger (signal) reached all the nerves of Villey.

Flamingo wields pale wings and performs sudden aerial braking. Against the spirits of the wind raging in disorder, he raised his fingernails to the atmosphere.

The Phoenix Rave process has not yet been cancelled. Still alive.

"- The revenge of those children."

A voice without discouragement because it's compressing the fury and turning it all into an attack.

In contrast to Gorsauer, who scatters his roar, Villy moved quietly and sharply everywhere.

When I wondered if I had put the flamingo in position with a tricky hand, I reversed the momentum for the ball that hit the ceiling.

Rapid fall. Descend faster than lightning and assault Gorsauer again with a sharp mouth (beak).

Third roar. Now the atmosphere explodes, and the shockwave crushes all directions. Several large pieces ran into Haunted Face Castle, which is also a scaffold for monsters. Part of the end causes a collapse and the ghosts who were just below are crushed.

But Villey's flamingo (Phoenix) withstood the shock. Tear yourself apart, but fluctuate all the time, and keep your mouth straight down.

Penetrate.

Thunderbolt lightning.

The way a pale flamingo pounded from just above to Gorsaua, he said, seemed to [burning lightning] fall from a distance.

A great palatine mouth (beak) profoundly pierced the Gorsauer giant.

A scream similar to thunderbolt went up. The voice changes compared to the previous roar, and the sound is slightly smaller. It is the left proof of damage.

- Not yet.

A little hoarding goes down, not enough yet. Not enough yet. Responding, Villey makes her vengeance even more raging with greed.

"- hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah!!!

In the wake of the fierce warfare of the host, the aeroflame bird spread its wings wide with its mouth stabbed by the monster. Sprinkle with firepowder to create a fantastic sight.

But the caged will is harsh.

Spread wings, several blades grew from the tips of its countless wind-cut wings. It's a long stretching blade of flame. Over a dozen pale flame swords wave lightly, and the flamingo starts winging vigorously as it is.

What happens is a disturbance slaughter that is released from super close range with your mouth stabbed.

In a way, this would have been the mystery of Phoenix Rave.

"RRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Flamingo wings are repeated at high speeds. The flaming blade, which is swung down after shaking it up many times, cut the ugly monster to pieces.

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There was a huge scream coming from the mouth spread toward heaven, and what a leak the sound was from the empty wound as well. Because his voice is too loud, the sound is overflowing from the cuts through the inside of the giant.

But naturally.

"WWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

The grieving cry turned into a raging roar as it was.

- It's a good idea, but you have a lot of playback capability...!

A crowd of wounds carved by a flaming blade blocks it as if it were to regenerate backwards, however, in front of a bulking viglie. It's not just a cut. [Burned scratches] by the heat of the flames, but as a matter of course, the colour flavor is restored and blocked.

- Normally, that's where you can end up...!

Lunatic Babel's 200-layer gatekeeper Hercules, as well as the floormaster Midgals Olm, who is listening, each had incredible playback capabilities.

Therefore, there is no wonder that Gorsaua, the Demon King, who appeared here as "Las Boss", has comparable regenerative abilities, and given previous trends, it should have rather been.

"WWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Gorsauer grew from all over his body - not countable because of asymmetries, including left and right asymmetries, front and rear - and shook his arms up simultaneously. For a moment, the sharp angle of color removal that was also protruding from all over the body builds momentum.

"-!"

A corner poke up in all directions (Yabuzuma). At the time of Oyama, the giant of Gorsaua instantly turned into an inconsistent sword mountain with cutting-edge ends.

But most of Villey's clumped flamingos are made of pale flames, and have a mass with the power of the artifact "real (iggyst)", but no entity. As a result, most of the sharply stretched corners pierce an unattainable space, resulting in a truly inefficient attack on the back of the belly as opposed to a flashy look.

Regardless, a few of them captured the location of the flamingo (Phoenix) nucleus Villie, against which Villie had no other choice but to respond on her own. Raise the sword of love (Liverdeen) in both hands and stand along the center line of your body.

"- Ha!

Capture the tip of the corner approaching at a tremendous rate by stunning cuts, and flush it aside. The scrubbing sound of the ear splitting is heard, and sparks are scattered throughout the fountain.

"Ku......!?

Heavier than I thought.

Villey's pale flame is also an ultra-high fever defensive membrane. Half-breed attacks often burn out before they reach Villey's body. Make it the biggest offense and the biggest defense - that's what her synonymous "Blazing Force" is all about, and it was the hallmark of its developed version, "Acharanata Cricala".

The first prick in the corner, which has struck without slowly dampening momentum after being able to penetrate it, is comparable to the blow of a superior explorer.

"But to this extent......!

One, two, three and Villey recieved with swords, also equal to flashing, bounced with patterns, twisted themselves and dodged.

On top of that,

"- Don't eat it!!!

I took a special position.

Place the pale sword on the great upper stage and stab heaven with a cut tip.

Releasing more than this is her strongest and deepest secret - The Divine End.

It has shut down (shut down) numerous Gatekeeper classes, just [a special blow].

In the next moment, Villey's sword of love, The Glowing Sword of Fire (Liverdeen), went black hole. He begins to inhale the pale flame armor wrapped around him with tremendous momentum.

That momentum is no longer an empty hole in the bottom of the river. The Ethereal Sword, sucking up the flames by greed, even relentlessly disintegrated the shape of his master's entangled flamingo (Phoenix), leaving no dust to absorb.

The ethereal body glows in a golden (konji) color that just burns the eyes by the energy of the ethereal flame, which is compressed, contracted and condensed.

Just above Gorsaua, transformed into a distorted sword mountain. The dazzling brilliance that suddenly appeared, wondering if the pale flamingo had disappeared, lit the surrounding battlefield so unbleached.

"Divine."

Most of those who were in the central urban area, brilliantly as if a small sun had appeared on the spot - members of the Knights of Pale Red Flames, Noble Prominence Nights, and an army of ghosts following Gorsauer, the demon king, covered their faces with dizzying hands and arms to protect their eyes. It was such an intense light that even in the midst of battle we had to do so.

Wielding a sword that is no longer the light itself, Villy voice-activates her special attack (Divine End) - any surgical name that is its development system (call).

"-Divide" Heh!!!

I waved it down.

In a moment, the golden light exploded.

Running is light.

Light even if you can roar.

If it is the "Divine End" that gathers the power of pale flames and slashes them.

It was Villey's new Special Attack - the pinnacle of Divine Divide - that transformed the collected power into a slashing wave and caused a more gigantic amputation phenomenon.

Or its shape was similar to the newly installed swordsmanship ceremony Razor Strike by Ragdishardt.

But [similarity] also means [somewhere decidedly different].

Even if it looked similar, the phenomenon that happened was exactly the difference in digits.

To parable, it is the blow of God, who dwells in heaven. Or an event when the archangel slashed the earth by an already sword (sword) given to him by God.

The slaughter of light that crushes everything and slaps it off.

The swordsman Victoria van Fredericks' all-body spirit caged down broke everything on that cutting-edge extension line.

Even the floating Oshima itself, which is a battlefield.

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There was no screaming. Naturally. There's no way I can raise my voice to something that's taken my vocal cords.

Beyond the flames, the plasticized slaughter had both turned the Gorsauer giant and the ghost face castle that had been scaffolded into two truths.

The light disappears from the sword, which is finished spitting out all the energy, leaving it for a little while before the colour returns to the world.

Eventually what those who regained their sight saw was the appearance of Gorsauer and Haunted Castle, divided into two parts so as to break bamboo.

Especially since the Gorsauer giant was a collection of various organisms, it had melted [roughly] and turned into an ugly mass of meat, as the bond between each site had loosened.

There are no signs of regeneration.

Everybody - even Villy herself, who had a stubborn blow, thought it was over.

The slaughter of light (Divine Divide) also slashed the nucleus of the demon king Gorsauer, the core kernel -.

The sound had disappeared from the battlefield.

What was left on the field was the corpse of a giant monster and the appearance of ghosts flailing at the loss of their king.

Karellen and the others, "Noble Prominence Nights," the Knights of Pale Red Flames, who watched the sight from a position away, were convinced of the victory, but did not get a hold of it to give them the roar of victory, yet swallowed solitude and watched the situation.

For them to be happy, they needed the voice of one woman.

Nothing else, "Lady Sword" Villey's declaration of victory.

――――

But.

You can never be alarmed until the inactivity (shutdown) sequence begins, like a normal SB or gatekeeper.

Villey, who decided so, was remorseful. It wraps a flame around the whole body and moves to a form of flight, even if it is not as good as the earlier flamingo. Still staring carefully at Gorsauer's carcass for decades.

It is also divided into two parts, and there is no movement in the remains of the melted Gorsauer as per the jelly, nor are the ghosts around them slightly mobile. As one, be proud of the king's death.

A minute went by, but still, Villey kept waiting without distraction. Coming this far, confusion also runs between the Knights of Pale Red Flames, Noble Prominence Nights. Karellen, the deputy commander, also waits for "then" without loosening his hand to expand his own "realm" and releasing his guard.

Even they had to be cautious everywhere because the spiciness of Lunatic Babel was stained with them.

Two more minutes passed from there, and eventually three minutes passed.

Still, neither Gorsauer nor the ghosts move. It's like a broken thread puppet.

Where would there be a man to blame for it, even if some had slightly loosened the thread of tension as a result of waiting so far?

They observed well, enjoyed well, and endured well.

The limit was already at the end of the eye and nose.

No matter how much support (backup) you receive from the "area" of Karel Ren, your health and strength are capped.

Not to mention Villey, who kept fighting without that backup. On top of that, the former Photon Blood alone unleashed enough slaughter to break the "Divine Divide" - a floating island.

They were not consciously out of focus, but rather distracted by the limits of the stamina. I didn't know, and I became alarmed.

Villey exhaled small as she looked down at the enemy, who was still not even picky.

- You did a great job, General. But don't be alarmed. The enemy is still there. As soon as we get back on track, we'll go after him. '

Row (dude) Wow, I guess I tried to say.

I repeat: as Villy put it, they didn't loosen their guard hands themselves. I was rather trying to tighten my mind. Still, the human psyche was difficult, and someplace in my mind was relieved by force majeure. The enemy won't move out for long, into this situation.

I'll do it, Villy tried to keep going.

It was then.

It was Gorsauer who secretly stretched out into the ground, diving into the soil and spreading a large number of horns while hiding them, simultaneously jumping out onto the ground.

――

It made sense that the split carcass had softened as a mollusc. Gorsauer was even watching the occasion with a depth of obsession that no decent human being could imitate. Abandon your royal possession and continue pretending to be dead. Obsessively.

It breaks the decaying asphalt, rolls up from soil to soil, and pokes up as many waterfalls as the corners of the color removal are reversed.

The sight seemed as if a vast bamboo grove had suddenly grown from a wilderness of nothing.

Unusual growth rate. Collectively, the number of horns flying out of the ground cannot be counted in the end. Whatever the count, it was more copies than originally grown from Gorsauer's flesh. It's like - no, I guess that's what I aimed for. The vast horn swarm of demon kings literally [crashed from their feet], eating and breaking Karellen's expanded "realm."

Few were able to respond immediately to extermination attacks from directions they did not anticipate.

Unfortunately, Julius' Castle of Light and the Land of Shadows (Ragnarek), which he did not boast of.

Executives, including Karellen - Ashley, Zelda and Julius - were able to avoid direct hitting with aggressive judgment, but others were mercilessly [pierced].

It was a rare sting.

It was not easy to penetrate, tear, etc.

It was ground beef.

The remaining HP was instantly shredded and made more than eight tears without time to scream.

Crushed.

Only the fierce rubbing sounds of corners rubbing against each other and the many of them moving at high speeds but the late wind cut sounded.

――――

Only Villy, who was in the air, was spared the damage.

It was too sudden to speak, and I stretched my empty left hand toward the ground with no reflexive meaning.

Naturally, you can't even make it. In front of her, most of "you of me" were devoured by a horde of ghosts honing as if they were alive.

It has disappeared as light snow.

So much so that there are no shadows or shapes left.

Game over.

It becomes a particle of pale light and scatters.

And Villy wasn't even given time to feel sad or angry.

Thousands or tens of thousands of color-picking horns (of them) swallowed up the Knights of Pale Red Flames "Noble Prominence Nights" on the ground in almost an instant, gaining momentum and trying to gather around and kill them to Villy in the air.

Fast.

"- Huh!?

Too many.

As mentioned, she was already near the limit. It was depleted in a series after a series of wars. Photon Blood was on the verge of depleting his health and strength.

Therefore, the evasion could not be achieved by playing "sword lady".

Unexpectedly.

I couldn't help it. I was stuck in my consciousness.

A group of ghost horns that look mosaic, coming from all directions up, down, left and right.

He twisted himself as a living serpent and slipped through the universe.

With the coordinates with Villey as the end point, focus a point.

There wasn't a single clump.

Instead of the number that could be intercepted with a sword more than the original, the pale flame of the bull had lost most of its power.

At the next moment, the beautiful swordsman did not say limbs, but was pierced through all of them.

Eyes, mouth, throat, clavicle, chest, sides, belly, umbilicus (navel), hips, everything.

Blonde hair was also ripped to pieces when she flushed the sand.

The flesh of the "sword lady", which was so destroyed that it was left behind (mostly) the prototype, was turned into a pale flame without much time, and exploded and scattered.

Like fireworks.