Sanzen no Souru Supina

GooHaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

Bhun Bhun Bhun, a light strip dotted while continuously and effectively separated from, slashes the enemy defensive base built along the dark and streets and returns to the dust mustard.

Ashle's newly opened moves (Arts): Dancing light bullets (Dancing Rays) were clearly inferior to other moves (Arts) in range, hitting rate, and destructiveness, but were overwhelmingly suitable for high-speed manoeuvre combat against enemy strongholds.

Dragon Spear: Shivnir is what makes that blow an angry dragon exhale (brace) in the first place.

Even if its destructive power was not used at all, it was overkill (overkill) for mankind, and even so for most buildings.

Many of Ashley's moves (Arts) held the destructive power of super-heated accelerating particles and their kinetic energies if they landed.

It is not possible to outdo this first, unless it is an overload that swallowed you with enough "chips" to twist your fate, or a "focus" that boasts super defensive abilities.

If so, even if you close your eyes to some destructive power, range, or precision attack capability, attacks with less time lags until maneuvers and next bullet preparation are the right logic to slap the defensive bases erected by human-type organisms.

Operation Long Range Invasion by High Mobility and Heavy Fire Strike Troops - Ashley instinctively adopted a tactic that no one living in this modern world has ever experienced before.

Conventional warfare has been captured in the way opponents come out, fingers, and the construction and maintenance of barracks, which are mainly stockpiles of troops.

But this is the real short-term showdown plan.

It was just a real ravaging operation that dragged around the other person's nose.

A rushing defensive position is blown from road to road, struck by the pouring rain of light bullets.

What Ashley and the others are now running through is the formerly unified dynasty: the enormous streets (Strada) built by Agantilis - the largest and longest ruins of the Zodiac continent, without fear of misunderstandings.

thousands of years from the demise of the dynasty.

The path was still alive, even though it was divided by incessant wars with countries that disappeared in interest, and invasions by the eleven families of demons.

It was a symbol that made those living on the Zodiac continent unconsciously think that even if the national language was different, they had the same basis (roots) somewhere.

Shit, it was for Ashley.

Once, when he was only most of his children, he stood on the streets that pierced the meadows off Extram, and Ashle gave thought to the appearance of a unified dynasty that had left on the other side of history.

One day, we will also be able to live in harmony, beyond the walls of peoples and religions, like the dreams portrayed by the Initial Emperor: Fram ul Khan.

But right now, Ashley is running to fight that path.

If the enemy you seek is a leader recognized by your lord or people, it means that you will fall into a state.

With the support of the people, it's a man who has defended his country for hundreds of years.

Even if it falls into the overload, it doesn't make a hero.

So, what do you want to do now relative to him and fulfill the opposite?

Had it been a former ashle, I might have trembled at its too much horror and failed to give an answer.

As a knight, I was taught by the monarch that serving under the Pope was the first, and that was the norm of my life, and to me I lived that day and ever.

But not now.

Ashley now drives herself into a struggle and destroys everything that stands in her way.

Ashley had already chosen to live as a rebel.

against state power.

Or, against God's teachings.

That's not what this is about.

More, lurking behind it, against the human coma shadow and all the teasing that makes it real.

At the end of the day, I guess that's a question of "who really is to blame".

No, let's stop preaching the point of using overwhelming firepower without a declaration of war.

So Ashley waves the moves instead.

Doddddddddddddddddddddddddddd!!

A wooden fence that took a direct hit disappeared without leaving any more.

Or if you were a night demon, it could still have been possible to survive.

A bunch of junior night demons who were actually lurking across the defensive position, or the Knights of the Night Demons, who have always been the superior species, have attacked us to stop the invasion of the Ashles.

But the next moment they sprayed away the clouds with the scent of a clean blue rose.

Shion, who broke the spiritual link with Ashley, intercepted this using the Night Demon's unique spatial leap: Shadow Crossing (Shadow Step).

Of course, the Holy Sword in its hand: Rose Absolute has a blade that, no matter how superior the opponent may be, is a deadly blow against the Night Demon and similar immortal beings.

At night when every sword (sword) struck by Zion in the air was slashed, Snow watched as if he was dreaming that the demon knight would disappear into a bouquet of light by countless shining blades.

It was fantastically beautiful and, for the soldiers of Trantrim, a nightmare itself.

Disappearing Night With the flesh of the Devil's Knight in a flash of scaffold, Zion continuously crosses the shadow (shadow step).

With a blade of light that could even perish, the brunette appeared to the enemy without any warning or hesitation.

Just one exhalation called Huh.

A flash, the swept out blade became an incandescent vortex, a storm that dragged in troops that failed to cope with the advent of Zion.

Shining (plasmatic) light storm (-Argent).

It swallowed and flattened not only the enemy soldiers around it, but all things.

Still, the intentions of the Trantrim Defence Force will not collapse.

Even though it's obvious you're no match.

Even though it is certain that if you turn to the blade, you will lose your life by an alien ability that will be relentlessly vibrated.

They don't stop giving thanks.

No, I think Ashley.

This is not a postcard.

Probably not even patriotism that thinks of my country as a local.

I can tell that by looking at their faces.

This is madness.

Or fanaticism.

Ashle was aware of the identity of the starchy fever lurking behind her frightened eyes.

Ashle relentlessly drove his enemies to ruin, with a few exceptions.

That was blind to what was outside the invasion route.

And I never even got my hands on what ran away.

But most enemy forces confronting the Ashles repeatedly assembled, showed reckless resistance, and did not flee.

The rise and fall of my country is in this battle.

Ashley knew enough to say no to what such clichéd words of inspiration meant nothing on the battlefield.

Humans can't be that strong.

When a servant sees the relentless death of reality, he cringes and panics into a mass of fear that springs from the bottom of his belly.

Only a warrior and a knight can bow it down willingly.

If we talk more naked, even then they still run when they run away.

So Ashley figured it out.

Somebody's manipulating them.

Behold, a frightened but even smiling boy soldier comes up against me.

Probably not like myself for three years. Lighten the protruding tip of the child with a shield, and run the edge of a sharply grinded shield with a return motion.

Sliced neck muscles, the boy twirls around in shock and falls in as he blows out massive amounts of blood.

Ashley doesn't stop her legs.

Rather, the high noise of the hooves is even faster (haha) like the se.

I don't even look back.

But... I think.

the identity of those who manipulate them.

Where is it, Yugadir?

Where are you?