A furious cheer echoed all the way to the holding room, which was also a signal that the game was over.
Ready in the corner, Loki weaves her jacket. There's no reason to just flip it cool. Pick both ends hard and turn your arms.
This is similar to what is paid for in the military, but shorter in length than that, only to the waist. On the contrary, it was like a cape because it had no sleeves. Loki, who stopped the clasp on his neck, wears a heavy-duty jacket without difficulty on a cloth.
This was sourced by the President of the Council for Loki's distraction. Her AWR is so tense. Until now, the opponent didn't even need so many knives, but he can't even say that just for the next game.
The shallow black coat is thick and holds the knife inside. The weight because of the staggering knife, but Loki doesn't make you feel the weight. Because it's something I'm used to.
I don't have as much training as this to raise my roots. I don't have to wonder where that supple slender arm is.
I don't feel uncomfortable inhibiting movement when I try to expand my arms. Thanks also to the short length, the final confirmation is satisfactorily completed because only about half the arm is covered with cloth.
"Mr. Loki, it didn't help much, but good luck"
Ferrinella says sorry, but this is something I was able to anticipate beforehand, so I have nothing to do with her. Because the opponent is also quite powerful, he has never been close enough to know the lineage in the opponent he has ever hit.
It's not like I'm less intelligent. You can't just break into the hotel where they're staying, so you're hesitant to break the social code.
I can't help but get the most out of what I can.
"That's not true. It would mean that the other person is not stupid either. We'll figure it out later in the game. Still, we know how it turned out."
"You don't have to worry," said Felinella, with a sense of surprise, unloading her shoulders in more rapturous and invincible terms than usual.
"But don't push it."
"That depends on how they get out. Besides, I don't think there's anything I can do about it on the field."
Ferrinella swallows the rest, "Yes, but..." and stands up sighing instead.
"It's time. We'll go check on those two," he said, gazing at Tesfir and Alice, who can be put on a stretcher on the screen.
"Exactly, then the finals won't fight properly, will they?
"Sounds like it."
Loki also looked at the screen and said that emotionally.
I'd say they did it because they showed more power than they could. But I couldn't accuse Loki of not thinking about them later just because he didn't think he could beat them any easier.
At the game entrance Loki waited for that time when his name was called. Keep your back on the cold wall and close your eyes.
Only this battle could be defeated by Loki. That is naturally an absolute observance of Ars' life, and only this time the mood was unusual, as it would have a significant impact on future progress and retreat.
That's also because I didn't feel like I could do one job as a partner until now. It doesn't mean Ars didn't admit Loki, but most importantly, he was undeniably underpowered.
I guess it's so difficult that they've told me sharing and honesty this time, but I can't take them. Still, she puts herself aside because she uses her life.
I have no complaints about my life with Ars, or the status quo. I was even happy. But that's synonymous with Loki being recognized as a protected being. I've been hoping to help myself, so I'm walking one step back of Ars, wanting a standing position where I can step forward if I need anything. But what about now? My back, which is too big, also feels so far away from me that it's so sumptuous.
That's why I came to refrain from imitating too much to argue with. That's because a magician named Ars was too big... no, maybe that's an excuse. Ever since we've been partners, I guess we don't want to let this environment go again, either, because we've had so much filled time.
(After all, I am exhausted. Still......)
Still good, I can say. I have to grasp anything because the results I can assure you are presented in the future (just now).
Even if you lose, your partner doesn't dissolve. But such a conservative thought had no fine dust. Even if the ideal relationship just postpones, it's a condition that Ars himself has offered.
'I promise I won't tell you anyway about my company in the future,' he said. The task entrusted to me is to trust me, to expect me to cross the wall, so if I don't respond to it, nothing starts.
So you have to win. We have to get it done.
Loki slowly opens her eyelids when her name is called. There was a little magician there with a firm resolve.
You'll disappoint Ars in the fight you just hit here. So think.
I narrow my eyes to the brightness of the day, but the cheers like the explosion were blocked by clear thoughts.
(You shouldn't have walls you can't cross)
Loki considers Ars' character. I've been stuck with difficult challenges before, but they all go as far as I can reach the heavenly side of the wall.
I'm sure this time... I stepped on it because I thought I could win. Opponent, Jean Rumbles' godson, number three single-magician named Phyllic, and we're talking about a three-digit ranking. But if you ask, it means strength is comparable to double digits.
By contrast, I am at best in 100th place and haven't arrived one step later up to two digits. That's why I'm not pessimistic. That's because I feel I've obviously empowered you more than I did at the time.
The opponent's power is unknown, but he's not asking me to deal with a single. Do not calculate the winning percentage. I don't mind if I'm stronger than myself. It is not simply those with a lot of magic who win, nor is it those who are gaining powerful magic who win. Because the last one standing wins.
Matches between magicians are divided into wins and losses based on whether they deal deadly damage first. I've tasted so much of this in training that I don't like it. If that headache gets worse, it's not where the magic starts.
Then should we get ahead of ourselves?
The answer is no. You don't need to expose your hands from the beginning because you're not the one Keri gets to easily.
Once in the designated position, Loki raised his jaw for the first time and put his opponent in sight.
Height and physique are the ones that are similar to Ars, but obviously not. Even with a lucid grin, an uncomfortable expression lurks beneath the mask, glaring with an irritating eye.
It was supposed to take a minute to start and wait for that time in a creeping cheer.
"I'm disappointed. Did Master Ars escape at the earthen pit?
Pickly loki neat eyebrows rise. The man who reminded me of the good looking young man in front of me was undoubtedly disrespectful, although he was kind.
"I thought I could show you how to kneel in the crowd environment."
"It's impossible for you. Glad you didn't have to expose yourself to shame."
My eyes are inorganic like looking at a fool who doesn't know Ars - no, I guess he is - only the mouth angle rose slightly.
"Ha ha, I don't think even just me can beat the # 1 magician. Still, it may be possible compared to Master Jean. Not to mention... he's not the one who takes the first seat (...). I don't know how you did it, but you let me take first place in a dirty way, didn't you? Alpha seems to be very good at the back like a bug."
The derision continues.
"So you will question the title of the most powerful magician ever to struggle against me, who is more hands-on than Master Jean. So I guess it's no shame. I didn't know I could pull my hips off, the beginning and end of pushing on my quoting partner. You're going to take your hat off with too much courage."
What I hate is the expression on my back. The expression has a clear, clear grin with no clouds.
I couldn't keep calm when they said so much about Ars as a calm loki all the time.
"You haven't been informed of anything. I guess you're just a soldier to that extent."
Probably because he hasn't heard that it's a mission. Ars rated it highly challenging, it's no big deal. If you look at it a little, there are extremely few magicians of protection. In other words, it is possible that it is not just a matter for one country. Loki hasn't been told everything either, but she's been told it's a mission.
There were signs of a crack in the grin created by his neat face, and Loki stood one finger.
"One thing, let me correct your mistake. Master Ars will not even show you the end of his power to your extent. I mean, your opponent is strange, until I decide I'm good enough."
Phyllic set up a vivid blue muscle, but the grin remained the same.
"I don't know about Mr. Loki... you won't be my opponent, unfortunately... but maybe this was a good idea. You must be at Master Ars' mercy, too, right?
…………
Loki even replies with disgust and cold eyes.
"Then I'll let you lower your drinks by beating you first. It will also prove the nobility of Master Jean, and I can tell that Master Ars' eyes are a saving hole"
Put your hands on your mouth, but you don't seem to intend to laugh.
I already thought Loki was sick enough to even hold nausea to a good young man for just this look.
I'm sure it's an eye-catching look for women if it just looks like it. The contents seem to be very distorted. Maybe even the cat wears it.
But Loki has a dependence on his contents and looks like something ugly that disparages the others. I trust and respect Ars the most myself. Still not looking to disparage the other single magicians. On the contrary, I don't care, because I'm not even interested. Of course I respect the fact that it's the same single as Ars, but that's all. If you don't let him through, there's nothing to get involved with. Because the position now has nothing to do with whether Ars is a single magician or not. The title of rank and researcher is second to none.
A magician in the country like Letty needs to be involved, and I envy her as a single woman.
But it's about keeping it in yourself.
I know a little of what this guy named Phyllic is trying to say, but honestly, I would have just said he's unusually superb.
Loki told his opponent chilly with such a grin. Oddly enough, the start signal rang, but neither of us moved.
"You're disgusting. Are you a man?"
It is this word that changes with the signal of initiation.
The cheeks that were lifting dropped quietly, and the gaze of shooting was directed at Loki. And then a magical surge flows from the body around Filiric, crawling through the earth.
He seems to be telling me he has nothing more to say in words.
Loki bowed herself, releasing her magic, and fixed her gaze on her opponent so that she could move at any time. I can handle whatever happens. But when I look again, I realize I don't see the AWR that serves as his weapon.
Then Phyllic spread his right arm straight across and opened his hand.
I feel a shadow moving at my feet... No, not because of my mind. The shadow does twitch, and when I make a circle under my hand, it turns into a black shade from there and the plane thrives in 3D.
It draws a spiral as it narrows its tip like a small high mountain, increasing in thickness as it stretches to its palms, covering one after the other from the top of the spiral in an instant.
And when you make a fist to grip something, the shadow peels off like water.
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There is a strong presence there as a substance, a great sword gripped. Long to wield with one hand, but not a simple glance, is its charcoal-like cloudy body alarms Loki.
I can see that that's not a magic sword by the fact that the magic ceremony is engraved... but I'm pretty sure it's an unusual sword.
What surprised me more than that.
"Dark system..."
"Are you surprised? I'm sorry, but I don't think it's easy to defeat."
I have an abusive grin.
Loki ignores the response and washes information about the dark system, the system called the elemental.
Dark systems tend to be repellent because they tend to run easy on crime. Not all of them, but it is also said that the scarcity of good sense is responsible for the large number of magic criminals. Even if I know it's a crime... no, maybe it's only if I do, but I don't hesitate to cross the line.
Thoughtful extroversion due to systemic influences, although there are individual differences. In other words, the degree to which stimulation is sought is more than a regular person.
So Loki remembers that there are also two kinds of dark lineage magicians, wary of one of them, but the answer comes from an unexpected opponent.
"Don't worry. I'm not your type."
With Loki taking the knife and pointing that blade tip at herself, Phyllic taught with a leak of laughter.
There are two types of dark lineage. One deals with magic belonging to the normal dark system. The other is a magician who interferes directly with the other's spirit. This is categorized as illusion, etc. In the past there were even those who ascended to heights until they were called manipulative magic, but it is only a heretic who gave his name as a great criminal.
Loki's concern is that interference magic has already been used. It is also possible to manipulate and direct thought. The most effective way to deal with it is to paint your consciousness with pain through self-traumatic behavior.
"But I'm sure it's easier that way, so I guess it's unlucky for you"
"You can count on it, so just die. Then I'll lose, won't I? Then I'll regret my stupidity and soon I'll crawl all over the place."
Loki turns the knife quietly.
An electric shock ran all at once from the tip.
But as expected, the sword sweeps up from the bottom and turns off the electric shock easily. The electric shock wrapped around the body of the sword shaken off also disappears immediately.
"Fast, fast"
Open your mouth for fun.
When the sword is erected, the black magic from the charcoal-like body is wrapped around it. And approaching at a tremendous rate like slipping.
Cut the knife straight up from the bottom while at a distance when you calmly put it in sight.
"Electro Road"
A discharged electric shock on the ground breaks the ground while maintaining an electric shock in a straight line from bottom to top, becoming like a whip and attacking.
But the electric shock, shaken up in a straight line, was swept to the side and only burned the air.
But it's not magic that ends with just being sent. Shake your shaken arm down diagonally this time.
Then he goes back to follow the trajectory of the knife where the electric shock he was discharging toward the ceiling twisted up and was unloaded.
Though he should have succeeded in poking the impression, Phyllic deepens his grin.
The electric shock strikes directly from the top with a tall squeal. but the shadow pulled behind him running right in front stretched long enough to take an electric shock overhead that a huge arm would grow from it.
And the electric shock grabbed to scream can be bounced and fogged to grip.
……
Loki was stunned for a moment by the sight. Phyllic, with his sword up there, approaches and waves it down.
But that was slowly reflected in Loki weighing in on speed, even if it was faster than a normal person. So even if I distract you, I'm not supposed to take the back.
The great sword wielded at a tremendous speed cuts the sky without anyone and carves a cut into the ground.
Jumping back at leisure, Loki saw amazing things in the air.
"- - Cool!!
The thick black magic of the sword that was engulfed in the ground turned into a few tentacles, pointed the tip, and stretched out.
He emits an electric shock and fogs two bottles, but in time he understands, and gives himself shelter with his arms. Tentacle-like thorns from the gap in his arms plundered his arms and legs.
Loki lands with her posture low on the ground while distorting her face.
I was rethinking my thoughts on one thing I found out more than just a few headaches.
"Is it magic..."
Overflow like a monologue.
It was up to me to decide it was magic because I was wrapped up in it, but I assure you that magic itself turned to attack. It's not magic that's wrapped around you, it's magic itself.
It is also convincing that the magic ceremony did not glow. On the contrary, he narrowed his eyes to being poked at.
"You've done a good job. Was that electric shock meant to get out of orbit? Either way, if it's over, it's a good place to clap."
Loki, who is praised but only disgusted, serves and ignores.
It was certainly troublesome magic. I'm confident in speed. I can't be alarmed by the pursuit of thorns that twist, whether loki or big sword. And the other thing, that arm that prevented the electric appliance Electro Road, must have been pretty high-ranking magic. Electro Road is a magic of difficulty located in the middle and above. Simply quoting is likely to be superior magic.
So Phyllic, who pulled out his sword, slowly lays his sword down in great esteem.
Shortly after I watched as I watched, a chill struck Loki from behind.
A giant black hand swings down to crush him after he flies sideways. Bang! The air that was slapped and bounced on the ground made me dust. Later a thin ground crack ran like a spider's nest.
"Avoid this too..."
I stared at the man roaring like I was impressed. Capture the arm going back to the shadows at the edge of your vision.
I could have noticed sooner by Sonar of Magic Detection, but Loki bit his teeth just to say it wasn't funny.
It is certain that the evasion was delayed by a beating because he watched his opponent, who stood tall enough to do something. It also shows that the opponent is obviously used to fighting. Add new information that you're likely to be more used to than you are when it comes to interpersonal combat at least.
So far the magic of using shadows dominates. I recall hearing Ars say that a magician who uses shadows in the dark system is troublesome.
Press and kill your desire to tongue lightly and pull it into one letter so your mouth doesn't open. Because I feared that I would tongue him from time to time and coarsely phase him in front of Ars, but he's emotionally close.
Cohesive magic won't work for them.
Loki sighs. Because the magic I'm going to use is one of the magic I've been plotting to show Ars and surprise him greatly.
I'm sure he expected it to be a game against the Ars in the finals, so he's been preparing not to find out. In that context, I had a backward intention of getting compliments. I never thought this would happen. I can't even tell you how to show off without Ars.
If we continue to stand next to Ars in the future, we will spare no effort.
Turn your arms behind your back and remove eight knives, pinched between your fingers.
Magic overflows from the body, and when it transmits the knife and glows the magic formula, the enchanted magic turns into electricity all in all. A burst of electricity floated his collar and feet, causing his hair to dance like silver thread.
"I don't know what you're going to do, but I'm ready for this one."
Five black wolves created in the shadows beside Phyllic with his arms extended to show off.
A strange roar rang from the inside of the shadow's body about where it was coming from with fierce crimson eyes.
Among the summoning magic, I assume it's magic called the demon of use, but I have no further feelings for Loki. Summoning magic can be divided into higher ranks. I'm afraid there are five of them, but the whole inner magic doesn't seem to be that much.
Five wolves were created in the shadows beside Phyllic with his arms extended to show off.
And the shadow that dropped the dark black that seems to have been created... from which grows the arm that attacked Loki earlier, yet another, two thick, giant arms in total. And when you bend your arms into the letter and fill your fingertips on the ground, your powers cage to push the shadows forcefully open. And when the shadow of the circle spreads a long way, the corners appear from between the arms.
The horns seemed to grow from his forehead, with faces of shapes that did not seem like objects of the world, and when they grew as he stared at the soles of his feet as he wandered, he tapped the ground to the letter, forcing his whole body with even greater force.
It possessed a giant body that presented the appearance of a demon, exactly 10 meters in the shape of a ghost. The eyes are crimson bands wrapped around the fangs rising from the bottom, blocking their vision. On his rounded back, he protruded like a bone that deformed roughly from around his scapula as if it were alien. My whole body is red and black, wrapped around something like light black smoke.
Fuchsiu and black smoke emanated from the gap between teeth pointy as slightly open fangs, where cloudy red light descended from face to face as Loki was placed in view behind the eye cover-up.
"Well, I even let out the Hidden Ghost (O.K.) [Night Fork], so that's enough. Honestly, I know it's more than I imagined."
Phyllic lifts the Great Sword, satisfied or broken in his face. "So here goes…" Runs the word out as a shadow wolf flies on the signal. Let the fierce canine tooth touch the outside air as it spreads to the side, exhaling thin black smoke from the mouth.
Loki was just quietly quiet back as the fresh stream. I don't care.
Run without even waving your sides toward the prey so that five wolves hunt - but something huge moves out behind you.
The ground sounded like a heavy giant must have moved through the ground. That's a ghost called a night fork taking a step, leaping in one foot as he sinks the ground. They fly at low but tremendous speeds. As he floats the giant and pulls the wolf out in the air, which was running instantly, he combines his hands and slaps them over Loki's head, shaking them all the way over his head, stiffened like an iron hammer.
Loki did not move until just before, and emitted a trigger that had kept her waiting on the verge of a huge shadow covering herself.
"Physical Forced Forceforce"