Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

The thing about individuality in weapons does not exist in Garginis' forces in a sense.

All the crew members have built the same magic circuit into the magic formula. Regardless, the same goes for Garginis' AWR.

Ningro, the equipment that serves as the AWR for the crew will be aggregated through some of the magic circuits into the Garginis armored AWR. the connection. He triggers the action of touching the

Unlike other single magicians, Garginis does not have any notable powers or peculiar abilities.

It was so common and so mediocre that it worked and specialized in simple magic and physical strengthening. Peak as a pure magician. It's at the end of the drill I've been piling up.

For those who have no special powers, so to speak, it is a magician like Garginis who should aim.

The power of a critical handshake cages.

The boneless sickle in my hand is no more or less, after all, as a weapon. It doesn't have robust defensive magic like Fannon, or a special AWR like Jean's that can be used.

Not to mention there couldn't be such a thing as "demon eyes” that would be fearful of alien powers.

It would be obvious if we looked at the information on a single magician that he might now know. Everyone is equally gifted, and that is the euphemism to be feared. Exactly. They were born to stand at the apex of humanity.

Garginis thought that the bracketed presence of just a magician among the nine would probably only be himself. Everyone but myself, must be a masterpiece and foreign being. equal to a human-skinned chemical.

It must be impossible for Garginis to jump out of human space. High and rugged to the desperate separation of powers. We had no choice but to find a way to live in the art of harnessing and exploiting flesh so that it could cross the realm of man. Nor did the amount of magic betray his blood seeping endeavors.

Still out of reach area. Even as a single magician, Garginis still stood in front of a wall that remained blocked in front of him.

Much higher walls. But the soldiers who admire themselves from behind will try to push Garginis to stagnate without the skill of exchanging. Dressed in heavy armor like old soldiers.

Unfortunately, being smart doesn't even jump through the average. So I didn't understand everything about the intricate and strange magic circuits built into this armor-type AWR.

There's no other way to treat it like that.

But the power gained by it was indeed suited to Garginis' methods of warfare. Even if it's only with the help of the crew.

Hold your breath and devote all your energy to cutting your tail.

Childish, and dumb. It's not even a laugh story, such as having the force of the crew divided and strengthened, and the fact is, such occult power doesn't exist.

"Dead people help me" would be so thin that my intestines wouldn't even rest.

There are people in the world who do not rely on anyone's power and who sit easily in positions called single-digits. So first I needed to climb up to that position on my own.

A single magician today is one who is blessed with genius, talented Yingmei "Tenmae", and a heaven worthy of keeping his name in human history. Especially over fourth place is just beyond the realm of people.

Other than the single magician's ranking being absent, there has been no replacement for many years because of those overwhelming differences in strength.

I won't say it, but Garginis, who confronted Ars directly at the previous meeting of the Führer, understood whether or not to respond.

Still, I knew the role to be played by this self who was among the top nine of humanity.

No matter how much force you put in, you're limited in use, and I guess you shouldn't use anything else.

The crew provided equipment to protect themselves in the outside world. That means higher casualty rates.

It's like wandering outside naked consistently in the middle of winter. Not to mention the extreme of vulnerability, if there are also external enemies.

Forcing those dangers on the crew, the boneless sickle of Garginis is formed.

So, do your best. That's why with full power...... quietly, and producing a merciless blow.

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Heavy feeling coming from the hands of Garginis. The shock running across his body from hand to arm and shoulder suggested he broke his tail and couldn't shake through.

The sickle bounces off his middle belly and peeks at the cross section as if he had pulled a thousand pieces of iron.

There was also a mixture of substances different from red objects as fragments that could be bounced into the universe. It is a small fragment crushed into crystal-like, and often ice-like, shatters.

After a beat, Garginis and the others realized what had happened.

Shortly after Garginis shook it down, minerals covered the outer shell of Cerqueto close to Mithril. Cover the body surface as if liquid stains out of the body and solidify instantly.

Such is a scorpion-shaped gem applied by a leading craftsman.

The sickle at hand was playable and useless, and remained shallow crushed the hardening of the cerkette.

The hardened body surface was crushed, but it is still shallow and it is not possible to check the cut outer shell from the contact surface.

(Damn, why does Cerketo have a misrill -!)

The moment when the evil spit out into his chest, a severe shock struck him as he broke into the letter of Garginis' body. I wasn't even slapped, but the tail I was holding beside suddenly swung to the side.

Even just that first motion, the pressure on the body hits the wall with a tremendous sound of every armor.

Was the range of motion restricted by hardening, or just as the tail was forcefully shaken off, the misrill that was covering the surface peeled off.

Technically, it's not like Mithril.

Garginis falls to the ground docilely with the debris on the wall.

I got up on my knees and got up right away. Not intact, but in the body all the bones of the body were screaming simultaneously as if they were even chorusing. Fortunately, there seems to have been no obstacle in continuing the fight and saved by the advantages of the gear type.

Ignoring the voices of the crew's anxiety, Garginis put his life into a slightly shaky vision and glanced at Serketo.

"You're gonna do it! … but"

I can't solve it. Why can demons produce substances homogeneous to misrills? Even if we don't know the reason, an inexplicable phenomenon occurred in front of us.

Peeled minerals still don't get misty unlike magic that mediates magic. It did not return to the magic remnants.

"I have a wrist! You fucked up, that kid! Ars Regin."

Garginis can't speak poisoned words well. But what I intuitively felt was uncomfortable. That's what Ars, who commanded all units at the same time, is hiding some... no, he hasn't revealed everything to each crew member in one way or another.

In the coalition forces, which are a community of destiny, Ars is laying low on important things.

At one end of the spectrum, Garginis noticed.

"I've never seen it before... but it's just as strange."

For a moment Garginis gaze sees the upholstery and transformed carcass in the corner of this room Pocket, not Serketo.

Contrary to some sensual behavior, my cheeks shook pickly at the sight as if it were a glitch.

"It doesn't matter," my fist grips hard at that voice that reinforces my tone.

Forgetting it's inside the deposits, Garginis kicks the ground. In addition to explosive acceleration, the armored AWR drives with mormon and white smoke as if it were feverish.

Serketo intercepted Garginis in slow motion as if he didn't even consider him an enemy.

Movements to adjust posture will be slow, with both pointed arms rolling out at incredible speeds.

Garginis bounces back the right attack with his shaken fist. Serketo's arm was blown away by the shock that shook the air. Then against the left-hand attack, Garginis slaps on the side to get off track.

That was the signal of a series of strikes that kept me breathless and didn't even allow me to blink.

The thrust released from Serketo's two arms forced Garginis to defend himself against the war. Still, there is no color of anxiety in the crew who were looking at it by stiffening their bodies for a moment.

As usual - no, there's no point in caring. They had to be ready for their next move.

The innumerable attacks began to show signs when the mouth-like areas of Serketo were inadvertently closed.

Garginis is particularly cautious about defense by his left hand. That was obvious from everyone's eyes. The powerful bouncing right hand crosses more than reciprocal with that ferocious pointed arm.

But when it comes to the left hand, it is remarkable.

When divided into battlefields on the right and left, the left side was clearly disadvantaged. By the gesture Garginis must be added to both hands and his footsteps mixed as well.

The crew instantly understand. Neither does Garginis himself. If this breathless attack were to cause a crack and collapse, it would surely be triggered by a left-handed attack.

Without pulling, Garginis carefully identifies the dozens of Serketo attacks with his left hand.

Even if you tap too hard on the sides, the impact is strong, and with your wrist hurt, it just increases the load on your body. There may be delays in the next action.

I had to outsmart it with exquisite force. This offense does not last. We've already found the breakthrough, and we're anticipating the timing.

(Break the right tipped arm first after stepping too far in!

Compared to patience, armaments go up in Garginis. Such a sure arrow tip.

The moment I prevented it with my left hand, the pain that broke my nerves at the same time as my fear ran. I don't even have to look at it, I can see the wrist on my left hand bending the screws in a direction that doesn't fit every outfit.

In the battle to guard the tail and shelter the left hand, it was Garginis who showed the gap first.

I should have understood the threat of pointy arms and decided I could handle it. But on the other hand, tilting the consciousness to the left, this time the attention to the tail was neglected.

Later, a few times it would have been struck out the other way......

It would be easy if you just put the broken hand back in its original position, but you wouldn't be able to get it right back by screwing every gauntlet.

Ignoring his left hand, Garginis tries to deal with the remaining arms and legs. Regardless, avoidance must also be put into perspective. but the demon couldn't have responded to the incorrect analysis by measuring the difference in power, and the shortage of manpower still didn't make up for it.

The tail, emitted at a rate far exceeding the spike protruding from both arms of the cerketo, has penetrated the abdomen with ease so as to scratch the gaps in consciousness. cleverer than his fingertips, tore the meat without slightly altering its orbit and making Garginis notice.

I think they caught my flank with every piece of armor. Shortly before his tail touched the armor, he reflexively twisted his body to minimize injuries. Still, the flank of the armor is beautifully chosen, tearing apart the raw matter below.

More vivid redness than armor dyed his flanks like he pulled a curtain.

Garginis does not stiffness due to injury, but twists and drops only with his energy.

Instead of taking a tail blow, Garginis was shaking up his right leg.

Set the foot to the expression location and place the ground on a constant range of interference with the foot on the axis at the same time as the kick up motion. range designation of space rather than specific coordinates. Though it has a pretty rough skin feeling.

Taking into account the thickness with the downstairs, the two-meter cylinder was in the coordinate range specified by Garginis in an aggressive manner. All substances in the range are mixed with magic and converged with another coordinate, Point.

The place is the thorax of Serketo. Orientation was given for coordinates equal to small points.

It's a versatile magic called [material convergence "Phalanx"] - for Garginis.

Touching the armoured AWR allows slightly to reconstruct the substance, tightening the earth mass like steel. They converge simultaneously to the specified coordinates. Unlike the [Thorn Pears] of the soil system, it must interfere with the coordinates in the surroundings to avoid them.

Or we have to let looming steel and converted earth masses disappear.

Will it be crushed by the quantity with a single point? Either way, you won't be able to move.

Naturally, I didn't even think it would work that well.

The retracted Garginis confirms the momentum of the bleeding and pokes one knee. I didn't give in to the pain. The crew are standing by with the AWR off. He was in line, willing to fight.

One of them holds his own sword-shaped AWR in the hands of Garginis. After a long grip, it emits a magical light of the same color to resonate with the armor. There are shields piled up beside them that outnumber Serketo's onslaught.

The shape melted like mud and wrapped around the sword.

As the structure is altered and immense magic is poured out, it takes a weapon-like form.

That's a giant battle axe. It was a big axe emitting dull light. equivalent in length alone. Even Serketo is long and huge enough to be in two, a mighty battle axe.

Garginis lifts it easily with one hand. The battle axe built in front of the soldiers' eyes is a special weapon made up of their AWR.

The name of the battle axe is uttered in the hearts of the crew without anyone. It was the true appearance of the AWR handled by Garginis.

The Demon Hunt - [Thrifzarika]

The armor-shaped AWRs worn by Garginis and the AWRs of the crew are all made from a single metheo metal. It is not of such a nature as to transcend human knowledge that it is called the most metheometal.

It is inferior in nature to the metheometal used for Alice's AWR.

Regardless, the crew lost their main Weapon by absorbing and rebuilding it, but they also carry an emergency AWR. For the convenience of interference, it becomes an emergency use, but it is unavoidable. If you join the fight directly, the risk of dying will be exceptionally high.

But even if morale can last, before the present captain - before the finished genuineness of the single magician that Hulkapdia boasts, no one can get in the way.

I guess you don't need to worry about the wounds to Garginis, whose magic is overflowing from your whole body even darker than the hot air.

The white breath leaking from the visor was so magical.

Is it the exaltation before the fierce battle, or not taking a step toward the signs of Serketo's pernicious magic. On the contrary, the soldiers watching were also gaining morale against the crusade.