Sanzen no Souru Supina

Dajra, who turned out to be a potato worm, screams out of the ordinary track behind her.

Very often the whole column palace fell into a noise like a hive.

But by the time the guards rush, there must be some respite.

On the way here, Elma grasped the soldier's placement and planted sleeping pills in the potable water in that jar.

To disrupt the soldiers' first starts and delay their arrival.

I hate unnecessary bloodshed.

It is not Elma's intention to harm the people.

Elma starts the "Spindle" as she runs, pouring the "Spindle" through a thread that extends from her pinky finger - the partial "Unweave Self".

Within moments, bright white flames rise all over the tent

That is the reaction of a trap set on the way to be cursed and extinguished.

Elma had discovered all of them at the time of the invasion, and she tied a thread to the part of the activation trigger and set it up so that it could be de-cursed in one motion.

The problem is the "Spindle" Capable and Brother: Trends in Calcasas.

Aragami soldiers, reinforced by the "Spindle" capability that remains in the castle and its degraded version, that is, the "Greed Gate," do not intend to take lag as princess witches, albeit ex.

But just when the numbers are right, it's bad.

Powerfully Elma had jumped through some of the Sibiri Shmeli warriors along with Ele, but still the strengths that come from the collaboration easily overshadow the slightest difference in strength, etc.

Not to mention that Elma now has to protect the miraculous ele even if she can just run.

Quickly, we must avoid engagement and escape.

However, this is not such a bad bet.

It is more of an elma that passes into the secrets of this castle than anyone else.

There was no way Cal of secrecy could have leaked the secret loophole strewn around this castle to the minister.

Infiltration capability goes hand in hand with the incapacity of the spell system. If a secret passage is added to Elma, a genius skill, it will not be talked about by the warriors of the subordinate who do not know it.

The only thing Elma feared was that Calcasas would come out in person.

If that happens, it is unlikely that Elma will be able to fathom Cal, who created his own flesh by means of a finished version of Grid Gate, which will probably be the final form.

Anyway, Cal is Sibiri Shmeri's strongest "Spindle" ability, and he's even got Rattegart's "Valkyrie's Pact" there.

But this was also something Elma had in mind.

That Cal cared about the crowned festival, the time.

Of course, I knew I had the soul nerve to show Isma that Rattegart would be ravaged, to step on its heart and scratch it, even if it never broke.

However, Elma had felt another thought behind it.

That flesh in Calcasas: Isn't "Gursha Eela" still not in perfect shape?

Isn't that all the state that a newborn bird finally stands up with her legs trembling so that she doesn't recognize the world well?

If not - because if you have already made the overwhelming Chiba completely ours, you should swallow Isma's offer with eagle fried on the spot.

So I wanted time.

That's what Elma read.

It was a picture star.

So right now, no one was supposed to burn down the trap set on the nest (nest) with a "spindle" and hold back the elms from trying to take it off.

Elma, who stepped up faster and came forward to chase Ele through and shelter him, was thrust by Ele from behind.

I didn't even have time to be surprised.

The tentacles of the head and feet, which raised blue muscles over the head on the horizontal girdle, were too plundered.

"Become"

What is it, and I got a voice out of it.

Ele takes Elma and rolls down the floor.

It was a critical saving, which could only be shown by Sibiri Shumeri's physical ability as the best killer, his fighting ability, and Ele, who elevated it to the point where it could be perceived as if to see or hear hostility.

A few tentacles stretch out to chase after them.

Slap on the floor to represent thoughtlessness.

"I ran away, I ran away! Ida's research material! More, escaped, catch me!

A tall, deaf voice came down from overhead.

Looking up as Ele held him, there was a bizarre head and foot bucket.

It was stuck to the ceiling.

The ability of distraction (multitasking) probably mixes and manipulates the end materials of the organism, copying their consciousness to surrogate hosts (surrogates) created together.

That grotesque is a living nightmare itself.

"Don't interrupt the reunion of the sisters, you octopus phantom!

"It's not octopus. I can't believe I don't understand this feature-rich design, de imbecile!

"I can't get tired of just eating my hands and feet separately, and making a split is less than an octopus unthinkable taint. Besides, it was a grudge bone marrow to Omae. You're not a citizen, so you didn't need any help!

As soon as Elma twisted her hands against each other, pitch-black energy erupted between them, twisting them together to make a critical noise.

"This is for Celte and Io at the same time. Eat at the same time!

A pitch-black curse gushed out of Elma's palm like a snake, and from its feet countless white verse feet, without a flock, struck Ida sitting on the ceiling.

Two powerful spells: Serpentarius Payne and Colorless Psychoacids.

Flesh and spirit, a powerful curse that erodes and hurts each.

At the same time, Elma knocked back Ida, the culprit of the nightmare, manipulating the abilities of his subordinates, who had died thoughtlessly on the way to Siddhara.

This will be just as interesting a return.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no."

Ida wielded her tentacles into a mess as she uttered a voice that made her chest worse.

"Hurry up, sister! If we stop him, Elma will be on her way."

Around not hesitating about one of those things, it was ele.

As things stand, I instantly decided that if I stayed here, I would just pull Elma's leg.

The only drawback of the spell system's inertia is that it is slow acting.

If you're just going to kill your opponent, a sword or a spear, one poke is enough anyway.

I bothered to do that with this kind of hassle because the essence of a spell-based attack is to "torment the opponent".

Put more weight on the process than the result, when it comes to explaining it, is it terminal?

There is no immediate-death spell, but this one will be exposed to defenselessness in front of an almost intact opponent when it is deactivated.

Elma eroded her opponent from both physical and mental sides by two powerful kinds of alienation, making her suffer in regret before choosing to kill him.

In time, Ida's flesh suddenly burst into a spill and something emerged from the time of the sarcoma.

Elma jumps away vigilantly.

But the sarcoma wasn't meant for attack.

One rotted from the roots as it swelled up, and one cramped and twitched spookily as it rolled down while blowing blood.

"Hey, what kind of grudge do you have against Ida?"

I guess that sarcoma took on the effect of the curse for more than a few minutes.

Despite the pain, Ida approached Elma.

Perhaps the sarcoma acts as a decoy.

When attacked like this, take on more curses and take devastating damage, which in turn reduces the damage the body suffers.

It is an example legality that obscures effects by dispersing the object of curse.

However, using such defenses, it should be noted that Elma's unleashed curse had inflicted severe damage.

"I can't believe you're unconscious by doing all that - just go around and confess!

Of the bread and the cedar hand, Elma called for a further curse.

Ida's flesh swept from the inside, eating through his skin, and a flock of bright white Uzis appeared.

"Ravah Holick" - like Omae should be eaten alive by cannibals!

"Ho, ho. Yeah."

Eating the aliens all over Elma, Ida finally fell from the ceiling in agony.

It can be seen that the tip of the tentacles is turning white and dying.

The Uzis won't let you perish easily until they eat up their opponents beautifully and no longer have any traces.

It is this spell and alien power that makes you taste all that pain and fear with an immobile flesh.

Disappointed to make sure it devoured the other person's flesh, Elma turned her back.

Ida decided that she had run out of room to produce decoys, and even if she did, it would be too late.

As soon as that happened, it was.

Ambushed.

From behind, not.

From the front, now, Ida, who was supposed to have crawled to the ground, attacked me in complete form.

"Oh, my God."

"I'm going to make you another one. It's not the main unit, so it's a distraction (multitasking). I didn't. I didn't."

After that, it was over.

The weight is five times different from the surrogate composition of Elma and Ida.

It doesn't even work on knee kicks for elastic flesh.

Even if you try to turn the Spindle, the tentacles of Ida sticking to your skin are deactivated in the Counter Spin.

Use the Spindle! You're swallowing the Grid Gate!

When Elma blued, it was already too late.

Erma's exact, chronic predicament of mistaken enemies for one (cuckoo).

"I got you, I got you. Let's use this as bait now. Let's fish it out and get another one. Ida is a genius."

"Get off me, bucket thing!

"You're stupid to let me go when you tell me to! Bad stuff is good, but not stupid."

Hanging up Elma as she says, she pulls off her clothes with or without her.

It is not something that I have found out where dark vessels and curses are hidden in the flesh.

Smooth disarming is no different task than having a cook remove a poisonous needle before cooking.

"Stop it! If you don't stop, you're going to get a bad look!

"Ah, ah? I think it's getting expensive, this is adorable?

With an obvious mistake, Ida, however, finished stripping Elma with an unforgiving hand.

"Ki, it's beautiful. immature."

But it was when Ida felt that way and crawled her tentacles against her lower abdomen via her hip crease from the side of Elma.

First, Ida noticed.

I didn't.

An engraving was heard by Carcasas to have been carved into its grey-brown skin, what one.

And there it is.

A radiant symbol inside the skin.

Is this a transfer-system xenogenic activation mark?

"Oh, that's why I said it. Don't do that."

I thought you said you'd catch a bad eye.

Elma grins with a glossy smile.

That will be Ida's last sight.

It has metastasized, as it is replaced with Elma.

A spider-like curse doll stitched with Elma's raw skin with brutal restraint marks.

Only the face was made to resemble Elma, chick (Hina). That is, dependency bills.

Eight legs capture Ida.

Isma had assumed that this would happen.

That's why Elma asked herself to carve a dedicated transfer mark.

Inside the skin. To meat, to bones.

After peeling raw skin, in parallel when repairing it.

If Elma used metastatic dysfunction, she would return to Isma immediately.

Elma cried to the joy of being occupied by Isma.

I'm talking about some of those love snails.

To Isma, who hates restraint, so Elma cried and apologized. 'Cause it's a blend.

I see, maybe our love snail is not unrelated to obsession.

With every beauty, that must be an unspeakable emotion, a movement of the mind.

Isma loved such an elma so strongly.

And that treatment saved Elma.

If Elma had been subjected to unwanted restraints, it would have been set so that the dependency bill would have changed there and transferred.

Bye-bye, bucket of stuff. Now I'm gonna go kill the main body for you.

That being said, Elma flushed her "spindle" energy into the catalyst she lumped into the doll.

Obsession is also a place where there is no more as a place to set a trap.

This is also a return of interest.

of the young men scattered as bombers.

Let the adversaries taste the humiliation, the fear and the pain their fellow countrymen have tasted as well.

Qualities as the best spellman would mean, in other words, being able to aggregate with the obsession of betting on the completion of revenge.

Resentment bone marrow is exactly this.

A tremendous high fever blew up and Ida's scream followed it.

That's not an explosion that splashes fragments, but an attack that destroys with super-high heat flames.

Abominable Ida surrogate is ablated from the roots by a blue glowing flame.

Elma never sees the end of it, and it is almost only this time that she leaves the nest (nest) completely.

The flames were beginning to cleanse the past.

"And Elma is such an adult! It's like immature!

Know the microscopic beauty of microscopic milk! And throw it away.