The next morning, after meeting with Gio and Fio and having breakfast, we carefully prepared magic crystals, various spirit stones, and armor, and just before the sun hit the middle of the sky with unknown swings such as the struggle of the terrestrial world At the village square of Sai West.

It is a village of Sai West where countless trees are looked up in countless numbers. Among the trees, the huge trees that spread the branches and leaves in the heavens are prominent in the square.

It is the oldest and largest tree in the area near Sai West, which is what Gio calls the elders.

In the square where the elder tree rises, Georg et al. And the warriors fighting the Makaimon form a line, except for the old, the young, the injured, and the warriors who remain to protect them. doing.

Wood Elf patriarch Deo, Werewolf patriarch Vlike, and Arachne patriarch Argenne are all eye-catching warriors.

Information from the previous battle, the trees and flowers in the forest, and the wind has revealed that the Makai Gate has the main gate at the northernmost point, and three other gates that serve as supplements to the south of the main gate. ing.

A group, including us, will first go north to capture the three gates, which serve as assistants, and after a certain distance, divide the strength into three and simultaneously capture the three gates.

After the three gates have been captured, the strengths are joined again, and it is certain that the main gate is defending with the maximum strength.

The closer you are to the demonized forest, the more you will not be able to benefit from the normal forest, so it is important to capture the auxiliary gate and dilute the maze of the demon world floating in the forest to some extent. It depends on the plan.

We were among the leading werewolf groups in a group of forest trees paying attention to their voices.

Gio is in command of one of the Wood Elf warriors, and is acting separately, but Fio is following along instead.

The breakdown of the three strengths is the same composition for Olivier and others who have come back from outside, familiar with the strongest flower sprout, Diadora, and us who became an unexpected reinforcement. Approximately one hundred and eighty warriors are allocated to each.

As we move forward, the trees retreat to the left and right to open the way, and places are set up to make it easier to fight, and the warnings of the trees also end all ambush.

If the enemy is only a magical soldier, twice or three times the number here, I am stepping on winning first. However, this is limited to the story of being in an ordinary forest.

The problem is Georg, Gelen, Georg, and Rafrasia. They are just one thousand strong.

If you don't hit it with the right people, you'll end up with casualties.

My perceptive ability, which turned into a dragon, was the one in the Makai who knew our advance, moving quickly, catching Georg et al.'S formation at each of the four gates.

I, Deirdre, and Christina are one-on-one fighters who have a chance to win, Olivier and those returning from outside have unknown places, but other warriors can win if they do not have many. .

As you go further, the density of the maze of the Makai increases and the landscape of the dark green forest swaying in the spring of the approaching spring becomes a chaotic color that can not be extraordinary with red, black, purple, blue and yellow And change.

The branches with lush green leaves have leaves that are dry and bulky, and succulent leaves that blow out bubbles. The sticky sap begins to drip.

These are all examples only, and the environment is harsh for wood elves and others who have a strong affinity for the trees, the earth and the wind in the forest, and Fio, who is next to us, turns pale as he sees .

"Fio-chan, are you okay? Don't overdo it and take a break?"

Serina looks terribly worried about Fio, whose legs are rounded and shivering as if they were infected with ficus, but without answering, Fio removes the dry, light red leaves from her waist bag with her trembling hands, and speaks. I began to chew with it.

Looking back, other wood elves have responded by including similar herbs and leaves in their mouths or by calling on spirits to purify the miasma.

It may be a potent potion or a tonic.

Soon, Fio's complexion regained her original color and the tremors of her body subsided.

"... Yeah, it's okay. Well, honestly, I didn't think it was that spicy, but would it be worse if I left it alone, and would it spread all over the forest and beyond?

So even if you can do a little overkill here, you have to defeat the dirty people of the Makai. For those who have died so far, and for those who will live in this forest from now on. "

Not only Fio, but all the warriors here are gathering with the same feelings and fighting against terrible demons.

We also have to fight to show their feelings. Witnessing Fio's determination, Selina breathed a small breath.

At this time, Fio's face, which leaves her innocence, was a terrifying face that was daunting.

It doesn't matter if you're a man or a woman, young or old.

Now, here is a warrior who is determined to depend on his entire existence to protect his homeland and his countrymen.

"Fio-chan ..."

Serina couldn't say any more to Fio's preparedness and energy, and she wasn't allowed to say anything.

The magic soldiers wearing countless mias approached from where we were going. The number is about two hundred. There are more than twice as many of us still acting together and there is no disadvantage in number.

Probably a troop to test this force and to measure movement.

The fur of the Werewolf warriors who are ahead of us stands upside down at once, and the animal's vitality rises up from their whole body, and the battle posture is prepared.

Arachne and Wood Elves behind us also carry their weapons, concentrate their spirits and prepare the mental state necessary for exercising magic.

He had already set foot in a forest that had been turned into a demon world, and had come to a point where conventional forest protection was not possible.

In our configuration, there are a lot of difficulties in exercising magic, and the first shot is the attack magic of Arachne and Wood Elves.

After that, as a second attack, a bow and arrow attack was made, and then it was finally shifted to melee battles including wolf people.

From the side of the road, where eight carriages pass each other, Ganafu is a magical soldier who looks like a human horse.

Behind the back dust, you can see the hard-armed magical soldier Salz and the magical soldier Zelt with blade claws.

Ganahu's assault, which behaves like a single creature, broke this line and showed his intention to bring him into brawl at Salz and Zelt.

However, it is hard to say that preparations for collective magic have been made.

Despite increasing the anti-magic defense ability of the magic soldiers by grouping, there is no such type that can handle bows and magic like this.

It may be the cloth to consume this magic power, but is there any change in what you do here?

At the same time, Christina, Serina, and Fio begin spellcasting for spellcasting.

What I envisioned was like dozens of light spears falling from the heavens and mercilessly piercing the evil spirits.

It is difficult to exercise sacred magic or spirit magic that speaks to the gods in a forest that has become a demon world. If you want to exercise, it is appropriate to use your own magic.

"The light of light, my voice that obeys my voice, and illuminates the world all around. It becomes a spear that penetrates everything, slaughters all the enemies standing in front of me, Celestial Javelin!"

For a moment, the light above our heads fades and the darkness spreads, forming more than twenty giant light spears, as I envisioned earlier.

It focuses the light that illuminates the world as you imagine, and further mixes your own magic to amplify the heat of the light enormously, creating a spear of light that burns your opponent both physically and spiritually.

Celestial Javelin, which has fallen from the head, which can be a blind spot for all living creatures, hits Ganaf's leading group who sprints a few moments faster than other magic.

The giant spear of light, which Georg and Georudo can skewer, skewers and burns without giving any resistance to the ganafs.

The following Ganahus also could not stop running in time, but crashed one after another with a spear of light pierced into the earth as if they were going on a journey of death.

When Celestial Javelin disappeared, nearly 70% of Ganahu was successfully slaughtered, leaving the remaining Ganafu and other demon soldiers completely out of control.

And other magic, including Christina, fell on the magical soldiers who stopped moving and became better-fit.

It was a sharpened blade of wind, a giant earth hammer, a lightning arrow falling from heaven.

It was the first time that such a myriad of magics were cast all at once, looking back on the history of this forest.

In the blink of an eye, the magic soldiers are so deep that they can't maintain their presence, and they quickly disappear without any trace.

When the last one of the magic of the first shot was finally over, the magic soldiers who had attacked us all disappeared.

There are more people who can handle magic than I thought before, and the magic that was exercised was powerful, but this time I will use the magical power that should be left in the battle with the following magical soldiers and Georg Anxiety about losing it left my chest.

Excessive aggression is exerted in front of the ravenous enemy, and excessive power is used.

Beginners who have entered the first battle are not good, but given the situation, it is reasonable, but they will endanger themselves.

"It's nothing bigger than I thought."

Fio said to strengthen, but that was the case with the werewolf warriors who had their weapons ready to assault the enemy line at any time.

There may be some relief that the soldiers have been buried without fear, but also to encourage their own willingness to prepare for the upcoming battle.

If we combine our strengths, we will never lose, even if the demons are the opponents. They are telling themselves they can win this battle.

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The warriors of Saiwest who rejected the sporadic assaulted magicians after that divide their strength into three parts according to the arrangements made beforehand, and each became deeper and deeper in order to destroy the auxiliary magic world gate Went through the forest.

After witnessing that the CyWests had divided their strengths into three parts, the assaults lurked and concentrated their efforts on defending each of the Makaimon gates, and were waiting for a full lineup.

One of them was a party with spirits of trees and flowers, including a driard, and of course there was a figure of Diadia, a black rose spirit.

Deardra, who was healed by Doran and completely healed the wounds inflicted on Lafrasia, finally sensed that the enemy was approaching, increased nature and magical power, and did not even do the magic of the demon world I was standing up.

From the whole body, the jet-black magical power overflows like a high liquid of clay, and other spirits and warriors following Diadora are emanating enough to avoid approaching.

The forest is becoming more and more magical, and without some defensive measures, it will be immediately hit by miasma, and its mind and body will be weakened and will not be able to move any further from that place.

But it was also a proof of the approach of the Makai Gate, which had to be destroyed at the same time.

The voices of the forest trees and the wind that blows through the forest are extinguished, and support from the forest can no longer be fully expected.

By approaching the Demon World environment, the power of the Demon Soldiers and Georg has certainly increased over the battle on the North Wall.

Despite all these bad conditions, the Diadoras were not allowed to be embarrassed or take a second step.

Above all, the thought of revenge burning in Diadora's heart is like a flame of cleanliness burning sinners in the underworld, and there is no sign of fading until revenge.

Suddenly Diadora remembered last night's interaction with Doran. A man (?) Who healed the wounds inflicted by Lafracia, affirmed Diadra's revenge, and said to live.

Deirdre revived in his heart vividly in this situation, in which he never thought about revenge, but he never thought about it.

"Well, it's a good idea to think about living as you say. But above all, unless I reward that woman, I will not stop and continue."

Deirdre's foot stops without resting in the forest, which has a strange appearance.

In front of Diadora who reached an open place in the demonized forest, there was Rafracia with hundreds of silent demons.

Lafrasia's entire body, who spent the whole night sharpening her hatred and retribution against Doran and Diadora, is being thrown in all directions as if the depressing signs of the space were as good as Diadora.

Rafrasia's lips were suddenly distorted by a crescent moon. Smile. A contradictory smile with innocent, innocent, but unavoidably evil feelings.

"It's the night after the night, the spirit of the black rose. That human man didn't seem to come here. I'm sorry. I wanted you and I to do my best."

"Dran has probably put your buddy at the blood festival by now. I'm gonna do it, but I'll deal with him alone.

Oh, he didn't heal his cheeks. Nice, it looks great on you. So, as I said last night, I'll do more wounds. ''

A frozen wind blew between them.

It was finally the wind that had blown to the extent that the devils and evils emitted by Diadora and Lafrasia had reached their maximum, and the hungry beasts struggled with each other to devour their opponents.

"Look at me! Oh!"

The jet-black rose and the exorcist's magic flower clashed with no more hatred.