Sanzen no Souru Supina

The sound of the explosion tearing apart the atmosphere burst across, and a powerful series of three shock waves, along with a trident light strip, also plundered the overhead rinse.

"Ugh!

Ashley roars unexpectedly.

The gutted back teeth squeak.

"Ashley, are you okay?!

"It's okay. Not yet, you know. But he's the one now. Definitely. I'm catching up with you."

For Ashley, that was an event within the assumptions.

The pursuit of Galucin.

I'm just saying it was only quicker than I thought.

Running Holy Shield with Two on Him: Blanvell rocks violently.

Whatever the light bar is, it cannot be used until the vibration of the atmosphere caused by the shock wave.

"What a guy. I didn't know you were going to chase me to this speed. No way. Wind Thunder."

"Eighty-nine out of ten. I guess so. He's the man who's been fighting the army of Aram in the Crusades. It's more unnatural to think you haven't mastered it. Besides, our style of running on the shield is slower than the full speed of a horse, Vitra, at linear speeds, regardless of its swiveling ability. It's a little over capacity."

To Aska, who was stunned, Ashle cut back immediately.

"Omae, are you talking about my weight right now?

"Compared to Theon, it's definitely heavy."

Aska grabbed Ashle's chest and pulled.

"Then leave me. As it is, you're both good."

"You can't even die. That's a consultation. And even if I put you down now, it's inevitable that I'll be targeted. He's still obsessed with you. Otherwise, you'd have come to me from the first blow."

If you want to add, it's harder to target a shooting attack in this situation where you're running a ground sleigh.

Ashley glanced at me as I said.

Ashle's rear armor, which lay low with a snail sheltering Asuka, was seared by light strips, not even red fever, but was badly heated.

For a moment, at least a few thousand degrees of energy rubbed off.

Even if protected under sheet metal and armor, the skin on his back may have burned lightly enough.

"Omae...... it doesn't matter?!

"If it matters, it's not very much, but I don't think I can afford to control Blanvel or dis you."

"Ashle, Omae, you're kind of starting to resemble Isma's artistic style..."

"That's the most shocking thing about it."

Tapping lightly is proof of trust.

Ashley is most pleased to have regained that extra space.

At the same time, when it came to Asuka, he even regretted that he had never mastered healing or defensive moves before.

"After all, let's get down. If you both use a wind thunder (Lightning Stream) to bring it into a high-speed manoeuvre, I think there's a winning chance."

However, Aska's proposal was immediately rejected by Ashley.

"I can't do that. Asuka, you know how drained you are right now. And the smell of this drug solution rising from all over your body... More flirtatious than I think."

"Ah, ugh."

Once again Asuka was embarrassed by Ashley's allegations.

It's not just that I don't know my condition.

Because the proof of a true knight's maiden rising in her lower abdomen was repeated pulsations.

"Well, you did."

"It's okay. I'll see what I can do"

"No, you're hot. You're so jealous. You're so jealous... die, Ashley."

I heard voices from the two overheads who exchanged words.

In the next moment, Ashle was waving the dragon spear: Shivnir reflexively.

A violent clash is followed by an unbelievable load on your right hand.

Amazing sword pressure of power.

The failure to shatter the bones of the arms and shoulders is nothing more than a daily exercise that has never been indispensable as a knight and the protection of the dragon-skinned cage hand that protects Ashle's right hand: Garang Dara.

"Grr!

"Ha, take it now! I wondered if you were a boy, how could you be so, so good at it? Just like me, there are only men left to the Holy Knight."

The raiders, united in the air, used their recoil to jump up the column corridor.

This is also a 3D manoeuvre enabled by the wind thunder (Lightning Stream).

The worn out jacket - no, that's Ikes' flag if you look closely - reminds me of Reaper.

Ashley passed a "spindle" through Shivnir and used a light strip to twist it away.

"It's no use! You can't hit me. That's bullshit. Bye!

I tried to release him to at least towing, but as Garussin put it, Ashle's attack ended in a completely off-the-board result.

Using the momentum of the ensuing explosion, the Immortal Knight even overtakes the Ashlets.

"Ha-ha-ha, that's good. I knew he was a knight hunter (Wild Hunt). All the more so if the prey is good."

Speaking so as to nod his tongue, Galucin flipped, coming in from the front.

Heavy Dragon Spear: Ashle, who has swung Shivnir, is full of just managing to fit that fat muscle.

"Gu."

"Slow down. Yeah, don't die, kid!

It was an amazing sword.

Why did God give such a man such a divine service?

While knowing that mastery of combat moves is not necessarily synonymous with spiritual cultivation, Ashle can't help but spit ill by accident.

Holy Sword: Estradius becomes like a serpent, gliding over Ashle's spear, which is blanketed by defense.

Ashle quickly took her hand off the spear.

The decision saves him from fatal injury.

The tip easily penetrates the sheet metal armor and enters the shoulder, but - again - the dragon-skinned cage hand: Garang Darla prevents this.

But there was nothing I could do until the impact.