Sanzen no Souru Supina

Many Focus have the ability to use it to protect those who are activating the Ability from its power and aftermath.

Ashley and the others were able to survive the devastation that rolled right after the multiple attacks because Zion's unleashed Vermillion Hugh, and Norman's Genius = Strong Defensive Wall: The Guardian's Wall, and finally the protective wall activated by each Focus, protected them.

Explosions and rampage around shockwaves caused in limited spaces.

That leads to a storm of over hundreds of degrees of water vapor that has lost its escape, followed by a further downfall.

The ground swayed violently, and the water and rocks went wild outside the protective junction.

Perhaps the state itself did not last for thirty seconds.

But Ashley felt its length forever.

At the end of his gaze, there was hell just a metre away.

It's literally a hell of a snort.

Very, outside of this protection, I didn't know if I survived.

The threat subsided at the same time as the protective wall disappeared.

The water level was dropping.

Ashle weakened and turned her gaze around as she rolled back onto the wet floor.

Then I breathed.

There was already water smoke and dust mustard still in the universe, but the situation we had ourselves in was no longer close to comedy through the tragedy.

First of all, there was a Vitrion over all of them.

The well-groomed beloved horse was in the safest center, crossing his masters.

Norman falls on his back the same way on the right hand side, looking up at the universe in a state of relief, even though he can't believe he survived.

Indeed, it was a miraculous collaboration.

As if I had eyes behind me - it felt Ashle, precisely, as if I was seeing it from Zion's point of view.

I can't make it to interception or anything.

I knew I wouldn't make it to defense.

It doesn't make sense before the martial arts of earthspiders, such as normal responders - it doesn't matter how skilled you are right now, in front of the imminent threat of ele.

Yes, Ashley made a decision.

One day I handed it over at the training ground, my experience in fighting Isma made me do that.

So I abandoned all of that thoughtfully and rolled.

Doing so also changed Norman's posture and protected him from the killer's attack.

The ensuing shooting by Shivnir, Zion's Vermilion Hugh, all of which were desperate to annihilate if all of them were delayed even for a moment, was a crossroads.

But it is not against any of that that Ashle fell into a true sense of relief, cardiac loss.

Heaven was in front of me.

Kohon, oh hon, no, there was a raging sight in front of me.

Theon's nakedness has unfolded over Ashle's chest, and yet the important part is hidden.

It was nonexistent in Scion, who had not fastened his feather-woven coat with a chitin in front, and found that his clothing had merit in stimulating his imagination.

Some of it is soaked in water and transparent, there should be no shielding by the shadows that I saw one day, and there should not be a single piece of nonsense in Ashley, which is wonderful, an accident, and no it can ever be exposed to the popular environment.

Rather, it was a preserved version of strict controls to be followed for bedroom only door openings, ratings and zoning.

In addition, Scion's expression protruded Ashle's chest as she frowned at the pain of pulling off the curse practiced on her right leg.

Tears accumulated in my eyeballs.

I wanted to believe that the chest elevation that I shouldn't have stemmed from the dead spot I dived through earlier.

I want to believe...... I am a young man.

"Damn, stick with the weird curse... hey!

A strange hundred-legged snail shadow that was about to crawl up his leg was pinched up and dumped by Zion.

It is a curse that inhibits the regeneration of the victim - the Centipede Venom.

I guess the swordswallowing earthspider curse is also a treatment to that extent for Scion, the high night demon.

Scion healed his severed own feet as if wearing a freshly grated shoe.

Around it was the limit for Ashley.

Paradise was paradise and utopia was calling.

"I guess I did..."

"I don't know...... but I did too much flashy. Is Isma safe?

"Killing isn't like dying a man. For the most part, pests and weeds have long been the norm and the market. It's the privilege of a hero or a good human being to die lightly, right?

Theon replies to Norman, who leads Isma.

Something is making a terrible analogy.

I laugh at a lot of stories, and I get so relaxed.

In the next moment Zion was leaving from the top of his chest, and Vitrion glanced at Ashle, who remained rolling.

and Ashley jumps up.

He was passed out for a few seconds.

Fatigue and wear are too intense.

Still, following Scion and Norman, who quantified their surroundings, they searched for the "Blanvel" that had been kicked out.

Of course, I won't fail to be vigilant.

Fighting is the most dangerous moment when it begins and when you think it's over.

"The passage... is filled with rubble..."

Norman observed the situation and said.

The situation has become more or less obvious as water smoke and dust mix together in the sinus.

And the degree of persecution can only increase, and never fall back.

The earthspider killer and the princess witch, the two bodies were nowhere to be found.

Fragments, even relics.

"I can only assume that you have progressed to the back yard while breaking the line in stages"

"Do you want to take Isma?

"It's a big possibility. They use the technique of material transmission for high-altitude earthspiders. But even with it, you can't break the line..."

"Back, let's hurry"

"What do we do with this rockfall? How much time do you have?

"I don't have time for this. - I'll erase it."

"Norman, that's... that's for the pitcher"

"Historical users will be impressed when they hear about the use... I just had to be there."

While Norman and the others were having such a conversation, Ashley managed to find "Blanvel".

It was buried in a rockfall, but that's Focus.

Not a scratch.

Ashle picked up the family heirloom shield and put it back on.

I noticed something odd then.

The water at your feet... is moving.

No, I'm not vibrating.

It's as if you can suck it - clearly, towards a certain direction...

"What is this..."

When Ashley noticed the anomaly and turned around, both Zion and Norman were in a critical position.

"- Is the boulder a place called the Water God, even if it rots"

"I'm sick and tired of it."

Paying off the falling rock that struck its body surface with the roar - "Heliomedusa": Tashtuka appeared.

Though most of his head was cut off or crushed, it raised a roar that cut through the atmosphere.

And at the same time, its true appearance is revealed.

There was a golden-covered goddess face on her abdomen.

Except that's the face of the goddess of vengeance.

The golden decorations that simulated the hair were trembling like the tail of a ragged snake.

It also looked like a horrible sun stained with angry colors.

At the foot of the goddess there is a deep vertical hole.

It's a pit of pitch black that leads to an unknown dimension.

It was evidence that the surgical formula that maintained the summons was torn and that its presence could no longer be stabilized on this side.

This usually works as a safety device to cope with a situation that targets the summoner, especially at the moment when the summoner, who has been forced into unintentional obedience, loses control.

That applies to Tashtuka as well.

That was supposed to happen.

"I also hear that one of the serpents is deeply compassionate... but only that depth of obsession seems to be true"

Even known women in the depths of compassion say one or two contenders, so Ashle was convinced, and her spine trembled with some horrible hunch.

With its flesh and strength, Tashtuka was resisting the rift in space-time trying to drag itself into it.

Summon the foot. The pattern of the mark raises a small thunderlight and runs.

"Cursed."

"Cursed."

"Cursed."

I didn't know what the words meant, but Ashle clearly knew that Tashtuka screamed in a torn bell-like voice that it was a curse.

moments, boiled, and water sprayed from Ashle's mouth.

I didn't even drink water, but all of a sudden there was plenty of water in my chest.

It was Norman who saved me.

Concentrate the Will in an instant and break the curse.

It was a unique speed of response for Knights of Catel Hospital who knew there was a curse on the sea snakes.

As it happened, the curse was lifted, but the wear and tear was intense.

"Doesn't matter"

Ashle responds with her hands up as she coughs to Norman.

A cursed Scion cuts Norman in.

Ashle set up a shield and continued with a spear.

Under the attack of the Trinity, the Snake Goddess was dragged into the Summoning Gate as she raised the curse growl.

Still, less than two minutes had already passed since the time of the raid.

Ele is watching her sister: Elma, who devotes herself to the curse in front of her.

The kingdom is finally the last one.

Though precautions were in place for human beings, there are no better species than earthspiders in ritual and cursive handling.

That is all the more so if this is such a structural thing.

Among them, Elma, and Ele, were once princess witches of a proud family of Betsallions.

Ele retreated as she rolled into the exit path her sister cut open for me, setting up curses, physical and drug traps at the foot of the trackers who would eventually come.

The jewelry that was sewn into Ele's garment, and the garment itself, were also consumables activated by passing through the Spindle - a curse.

"Nevertheless, my sister... well done"

At the moment of rendezvous, Elma said as she clung to her sister's chest.

He is a sister who has lived so mercifully that he sees each other as his own.

So even when I fell in love with the same man and vowed to love the man equally together, I didn't feel any discomfort.

"No, it was dangerous... it was almost a miracle."

He smiles gently only at his sister, and is a sister who never forgets his touch.

Even if I'm screwed over by a tragic experience, that's all I've been pouring the same love into my sister.

Even in the midst of the training of a gloomy killer.

But the battle I had just fought through the living hell had something to spare me from the cold.

“Rebellious Bulb Princess": Theonzafil.

Knights and Lead Knights of Catel Hospital: Norman.

Sacred Knight of the Rebel Flag: Ashledau.

Individuals were exceptional combatants.

Theon, and the prediction that a knight named Norman would be strong, was, of course, in Ele.

What was surprising was that he insulted her as nothing more than a pet of a bulbous princess with a corrupt taste - Ashledau's fearsome tenacity, and, he was a good fighter.

Because of his lineage, his ability to fight, his motivation, would be out of group.

But therefore there was a prediction in advance in Ele that this small squad would be odd, oddly negligent.

Ele went out on an operation to break them up and destroy each one.

I tried to do it using Isma as a manipulative puppet.

But to analyse the developments that followed, we should see that the prospect was exposed.

To the sweetness of her own prospects, Ele was surprised to discover herself, reflecting on herself as well as having admirable feelings for her enemies.

It was a flowing collaboration.

Facial knight like that girl: Ele did see Ashle move under the first decree, the whole thing moving.

And the Princess of the Night Devil: Ashle brilliantly took advantage of the moment that Zion earned by standing up for herself.

Ele herself was so stunned that she couldn't have.

Their collaboration was knitted in precisely the kind of place where they crossed over the blade, the difference between a piece of paper.

Ele's pride as a murderer, his possession, was hurt by a snarl.

So perfect - yes, Ele had the confidence that even if the Princess of the Night Demon wanted to distract her, she could never just take that blow.

In fact, it should have been.

It should have been a double, triple-stranded trap, an ambush.

Yet Ashley wasn't the only one, also a knight who lined up the battle: he even saved Norman's life and withdrew all the threats Ele threw.

Totally brilliant, all I could say.

On the contrary, it was Ele who was cornered by that collaboration.

How the hell could you survive a storm of violence that blew through the sinus?

I didn't think it was just an obsession with survival engraved into me as a murderer.

It's like someone covered me and pulled my hand - all I have is such vague memories.

"No way, man."

Ele stared down at Isma on her knees instead as she took Elma's body and heart and burned incense to do it.

And now there is a ball of sweat on Elma's forehead to be cursed.

Advanced junctions resemble an entrenched formula.

Once you screw that up, too, the formula itself changes, making it even more difficult.

So we need extreme concentration.

The entrance to this passage was crushed by a rockfall.

If you're alone with Theonzafir, let's jump in on Shadow Crossing.

But I don't think it's going to be such a fool knowing that this one has tripled its power and that a trap is being set.

Few have the alien power of material transmission, like the Eles.

If so, they will remove the falling stones.

Normally, if you think about it, it would take a few days of hard work, but that knight named Norman's incompetence and Focus are special.

The time you can earn is often a few moments.

And the Knight of the Devil - Weitz - that Elma succeeded in joining hands did not join that riot.

So far, the water mirror footage will be broken.

Because it was set that way.

Do not sit with your hands unclean and have a sweet thought about watching a play until the climax, etc.

If Elma's critique eye is who she is, there's no way she can watch that battle and not roll of blood.

Anyway, because a samurai is a blood prone race on his head.

Still, to make sure this hand and the contract were authentic, it could be said that there were plenty of generals around that didn't jump in in in a hurry.

But how about after this?

If we break this bond, there is only behind it between the head of the Knights of Catel Hospital and the ritual in which the proximity cages.

And the Eles who broke the junction put the coordinates for the transfer there = one crack in the water mirror, which is the original pair.

- so you can jump in with Shadow Crossing.

Advanced Night Devil's Pride is so cheap that he can be fed that much and left untouched.

You should want to snow shame anyway.

Ele turns her mind around.

Isma doesn't make it microscopic.

It was only a moment before dawn that the bond could be broken.