Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Fannon understands just before decisive mistakes come as reality. Even if we consider the technique of opening it, it is not like the time to transfer it to execution. The moment comes when the lost 0.1 second delay definitely exceeds her reflectance rate.

While I knew it, the situation on the other side of the war was causing her unbearable humiliation.

Prevent, flaunt, prevent, flaunt, prevent.

It's supposed to be that repetition, but even if I feel like I'm losing it, I still can't get it off this loop. It was approaching the dead place at a rate that could not be retrieved.

It was only two seconds after “Dead Place” struck Fannon as a real threat.

That's like building blocks, precisely stacked on dangerous foundations for many steps.

That's why the collapse happens as far as it goes - abruptly.

Shake your gaze brilliantly and at the same time turn your attention in all directions as if you were hacked to notice.

"Kuh!!

Leaking bitterness.

A sign of a momentary streak from all directions.

Simultaneous blows from all directions.

The sensation has pushed over with a feeling of compression that envelops the whole body. Space distortion occurs from the critical distance between umbrellas.

Fannon sharpens the sensation of sensation and develops barriers, while simultaneously employing minimal physical appearance.

but it was too much of a load to continue to build barriers to shelter the crew and protect themselves.

For a second...

(Fake!?

Expand the barrier toward all directions, but the sound of the blow knocking on the barrier doesn't sound.

Although the aim was to expand the barriers and prevent them from appearing at the same time.

Fannon's thoughts were taken on his hands and distortions were seen inside the space of the barrier as if in tune.

Fannon lay low on his gigantic arms from close range with such momentum that he had no choice of means.

Dozens of hair are dropped, and as they fall overhead, the fists that emerge this time to be replaced are swung down directly from the top.

The place where you get your head crushed.

She dodged her hair by rolling.

Shortly after he managed to get up, a breathless series of strikes descended on him.

I can't help but breathe roughened.

And beyond her reaction speed, [Hungry Monkey Ghost "Shava"] 's fist waved over Fannon's shoulder.

Barriers due to motion naturally do not make it. Fists caught slightly at the edge of vision are naturally endowed with phylogenetic magic.

Critical situation to be called even the frontier of giving up.

Fannon builds instantaneous barriers due to consciousness in order to buy a small amount of time.

Speed-oriented resistance.

The system granted to the fist of [Hungry Monkey Ghost "Shava"] is “dirt". Should it be called the magic of the vibratory system?

It was found that the barrier was shattered. Fragments of unbroken barriers disappear into the void.

Take advantage of the time you have earned. Fannon resists. He returned an umbrella AWR on hand and prevented a direct blow to his body by snuggling it against his arm in a skin-like fashion. At a time when magic is granted, it is woven that the barrier is breached.

I've only bought a few moments that are even difficult to recognize.

The shock of being beaten from above AWR ran all over his body in an instant... and sounded a strange noise in his body called Boki. The umbrella ran late with a thin slice of ground.

(Broken arm bone! Tsk! crushed)

The feeling of the current running caused sudden nausea to fanon.

vomiting as if your brain had illusioned you with sudden severe pain.

Bad!! Bone screams break the body like it chains. The signs mixed bugs in her veins, causing her to have a chill that swept through her body with tremendous momentum.

I have to leave immediately, but my fist, waved to make a decision on each arm, still breaks my arm as it is.

Fannon floats his legs like he gives himself up and stops fighting.

That blew her little body like it had been bounced.

Momentum that seems to blow even consciousness. But at that moment, she was forced to activate [Helen's torture device number three, Sarruth J. Maiden].

A little later, I connected the magic that was completely foggy with my energy.

The brunette of the torture device binds and restrains [the hungry monkey ghost "Shava"] 's body, limbs, as if she had willed. Tighten up tightly, while the spine adheres completely to the target's back. Countless needles pierced it to secure it.

Rust is so prominent that a disastrous instrument of torture embodies it.

The left and right arms, spread to encompass the [Hungry Monkey Ghost "Shava"], close simultaneously as they lift their stiffness.

The sharp, long needle pierced the body of [Hungry Monkey Ghost "Shava"].

But I just pierced him, and the creepy fluid that drips is a small amount.

[The Hungry Monkey Ghost "Shava"] spread his arms, and the moment he materialized, he prevented them with his arms.

Incomplete is the weakness of the late. No, maybe we should praise the resistance of [Hungry Monkey Ghost "Shava"].

Far from fatal wounds, it is shallow to say that it was pierced.

This power comparison would increase the ordnance to [Hungry Monkey Ghost "Shava"]. It is losing strength and gradually spreading.

In the meantime, Fannon, spared the pursuit, opened his eyes cuttingly as he blew away.

In front of hitting the wall, replace the umbrella that is no longer in use as an AWR with the opposite hand and pierce the ground.

When you try to hold down the galloping umbrella with your body to stop it.

Without even breathing...

"EXCELLESWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

A shouting that trembles the eardrum.

Dropping his sloppy, useless arm, Fannon raised his chin and screamed and scattered it to shake his hair.

After tearing the silence, silence is harsh.

A roar of anger, resounding heavily in the gut. A high voice echoed through the floor to emit an impact.

Whether in battle or not, the crew were forced to stop the hand.

That voice, which came out of Fannon and had never been heard, created a difficult confusion for the crew. A sense of urgency, no, and intense agitation, which could also be described as a sense of crisis, had been caused by one girl without human and demonic exceptions.

Symptoms similar to a kind of panic. With anger, he swallows the remnants of the torrent-like magic that linger.

I hadn't forgotten, but their top priority is to get Fannon, a single magician, back safely in the zone.

Everyone in this unit is a big enough player to follow even if they die in battle.

My duty as a rooted magician turned the crew around.

No matter, even Excelles does the same thing.

But he shouted his name, and Excelles responded by just nodding back with no expression.

Within sight, there is a [Hungry Monkey Ghost "Shava"] that completely pushes back the arm of [Helen's Tortureware III "Sarruth Dj Maiden"]. Only this moment can fight [Hungry Monkey Ghost "Shava"] because it expresses itself as an entity in the moment of attack.

Both arms granted magic destroy the arm, and the momentum pulls the torturer off his back.

Grabbing the spine and pulling a thousand to the left and right, [Helen's torturer number three, "Sarruth Dj Maiden"] was fogged.

Excelles orders the troops solemnly to replace Fannon with Rin's face.

"Die."

Just one word. Ruthless words emanate from the mouth of Excelles without any resistance. Not even all crew members need to hang it on the balance with the value of one Fannon.

If she wants, she has to risk her life to respond to any kind of play. What everyone understands about the crew of this unit, apart from whether Fannon moves that into execution.

I can't help it if this happens. The art of keeping Fannon alive. The art of defeating demons. In order to exercise it, the crew must scatter their lives like bugs.

Burn your life to the ground. Single magicians are allowed to do that.

The crew were happy to accept that it was a hassle lottery.

It doesn't matter Bodos or anything, everyone's consciousness is poured into [Hungry Monkey Ghost "Shava"]... we have to buy a little time to get ready for Fannon.

I guess it was still Excelles who was pulled the most hassle lottery. Because it is not Fannon who commands him to die, but Excelles, his deputy.