Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

"Hey, hey, hey!

Sister Bernadette, a double gunman, drives at speeds that are not captured by sight in ordinary people.

The pitch-black knight who intercepts him masterfully manipulates Zhu Spear in a heavy-duty yet agile motion, shooting countless thrusts inside the moment.

In contrast, enhanced by witchcraft, Bernadette goes straight ahead as he shifts the Zhu spear released at divine speed, its poke by poke, at the bottom of the gun, Ju Shi.

I was totally out of a series of divine speeds.

That should do the same. Bernadette-enhanced magic is the magic of "Acceleration (Accelerator)" hanging by the next generation of "Witches of Time" Lily Lee.

Excellent in that it is possible to fight at high speeds from the outset, although it is inferior to the magic of "Increasing Speed (Increese)", which was courageously hung in the Grad Wilderness before.

"As you can see, I am... Huh!

There is also the backing of "The Sorcery of Time," Bernadette shooting magic bullets while scratching Zhu spears without difficulty, but the armor of the pink black knight plays its end and does not become an effective hit.

"The armor is too strong to fall out!!

Kuon slashes from behind the Black Knight to the point of leaving a shallow wound in his armor.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!!

Releasing a ghostly scream, the pitch-black knight wields the Zhu spear as if to shake off the two Bernadettes and Quon.

"The speed is overwhelmingly dominant thanks to 'here'. But if we can't break through that shield..."

"Sorry, I don't have a magic stock that could break through that armor either"

Bernadette, similarly circumvented by Baku spinning distance, lines up as the quon, who avoided the Zhu spear swung by the knight, descends to the ground with a recoil kicking his head helm.

"Unfortunately, I don't remember offensive magic either. I inherited the name of" The Witch of Time ", but I don't have enough time to inherit the name of" The Witch of All Demons "."

And Lilyl Lee stands between Quon and Bernadette. The expression is faceless, it is about to be, but the toothache can be seen.

lack of firepower. The man raised his voice when the word came up behind the three brains.

"Whoa, whoa, looks like you're in trouble. I'll lend you a hand if you want.

As soon as he arrived, a long-sleeved man appeared from behind the three.

Quon and Bernadette opened their eyes as they looked at the man, trying to point their weapons at the appearance too abruptly.

"... Ebsal dra Gregoria Balanchel"

"Are you the Witch of Time?" It's not what it looked like before, but the atmosphere is exactly what it looks like. "

A man with light black skin on his burning redhead, Ebsal, Prince of the Great Empire, laughs niggardly.

"We'll talk later. I thought it would be unpleasant to flaunt the corner score, so I made a static decision. Apparently, the attack didn't go away.... interrupt?

Fist caught fire and fist Saint Liebsal laughed invincibly.

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"" Extremely Cold Wind Hole "Absorbed Blizzard"! "Create a Blast and Shadow" Iraption Gate "!" Lightning Strike Running Blitz Impulse "!!

"" Guilzamut Cannon, "" Venom Hazard, the scourge of worm poison "!" Chaotic Disaster "Chaos Creator"!!

A number of different kinds of magic emitted without chanting collided, creating several flashes.

Blood-sucking princess Pimon and Umbra are in a magical battle.

Deactivate "Dispel" to the level where each other unleashes a Special Strike, rendering each other's magic harmless, and strike in high-powered magic again.

The two sorcery fights looked like a war taking place one-on-one.

Now all of a sudden, what is required in battle between high-ranking sorcerers, or sorcery warfare?

Spell chanting speed to activate witchcraft? A tremendous amount of magic capable of a series of advanced magic tricks? A wealth of knowledge for all sorts of magic?

No. No.

Those are the big premise for becoming a high-ranking magician.

So what the hell is required?

It is the brain marrow that can withstand the simultaneous activation and control of several sorceries and the simultaneous (multitasking) of many chants in the brain.

Magic is something that every single one of them can call a chunk of information.

Except for some spells in the first place, they convey to the Spirit images of magic that connect themselves to and use spirits that exist in different dimensions while present in this world.

By receiving chants, the Spirit obeys the magician and temporarily gives him power, the magic becomes.

The amount of information varies greatly depending on the magic used, but even low-level magic, the more juxtaposed magicians use, the more symptoms of dizziness and headaches develop from the strain on the brain.

If you abuse advanced magic, even death is involved.

"Do it. It's not like a boulder is a duke."

"I'm afraid I'll keep it in my compliments, but should I say it? Kishihihi."

"Don't be modest. Skillfully use many magic languages to deflect and antagonize. Your opponent broke a bone when he said" The Witch of Time "... well, he's not a frivolous opponent."

Pimon, laughing as he showed his niggards and sword teeth, raised one arm to heaven.

"" Tatvadou Herdude Govinder "...... God holds and cleaves the endless anger void, stretching beyond chaos and inviting the wedge to the darkness where it buries everything!!

The spell spinning from Pimont's mouth wields and echoes the atmosphere.

Then a vast amount of magic began to gather, visible, around the raised palms. At first it was about a pebble. As it swelled up to about the handball, Pimont waved his hand down, waving his sword as he had done.

"" The Vacant Seismic Breakdown "Coola Shaker"!!

When Pimon screams, the converging magic can be bounced off to explode, from which the flash of darkness that has fallen fallen strikes Umbra.

"Kishi, kishi hihi!! No way is this......" Lost Eisentmaggia, "the lost ancient magic!! Now, I didn't know you would even deal with magic with the help of the ancient gods... you really are a monster, aren't you?

Umbra repeatedly avoids extremely short-range transitions through the looming mainstream of magic. but the dark magic runoff changes orbit and chases him away.

"Kick it! Come on, Shiro, cut it off! Thirty-seven layers of God's Prison, 21 layers of it, the work of the evil gods! The light of darkness that was leaking from the Divine Prison will be chained and shatter your soul, dragging all of it into chaos.... Kiki, are you blessed? Can you taste the fear of death while you have Immortality?

Pimont looks like a trance when he keeps dodging his metastases.

Escaped, but was eventually captured by a magic run.

"Kick-ass! Soul encroachment by evil gods. Slowly at best - huh!?

Pimont instantly cursed his own demeanor at Umbra, who should have been captured in the chains of the Divine Prison, where even the Devil's soul would be eaten away.

The whining voice of Umbra echoes from behind Pymon.

"Kukihihihi! You're not the only ones who lead your family, are you, Vampires?

What the dark magic was capturing through was Skeleton, a skeleton that was just hiding its body with a borough cloth.

(Skeleton!? Chi... Smart imitation. - Huh)

That moment, when Pimont was ready for his failure and an attack by Umbra, the sword flash ran and tore the body of Umbra vertically.

"G-uhh!?

"Absolutely. I don't know why Atashi would be the wingman to help the Demons."

The sound of jalajara and steel rubbing and the voice of a woman with lustre reached Pimont's ear.

"The Lord..."

"That said, I haven't introduced myself yet."

Every time I waved, I danced through the universe making noises with jarring jarring, as if one sword had been smashed through a wire and multiplied.

The brown-skinned woman, who appeared next to Pimont, freely manipulated the weapon, also known as the Sword Whip, Snake Belly Sword, etc.

"Atashi's name is Torre. The Witch of Time escort."

When I shook the blade to return it, I cut off the head of the umbra that the sword, which had become like a whip, had tried to regenerate.

Jarray, jarray, jarray. - Gatin '.

The snake-bellied sword returned to its original wave of sword as it conveyed a dull impact to his hands.

"Now I left 'The Witch of Time' to those daughters. Your protection will be yours."

Let the cape cloak prevail, and Torre laughs niggly.

"- Oh man... I'm in trouble with two people..."

The mutilated umbra's body misted like smoke with a worn robe, and in the next moment it was gathered to form itself.

"I don't have the confidence to return to the magic world or to escape to your peers who manipulate the lost ancient magic Lost Eisentmagia. Kihihihi, I can't help it... let's use the limbs as research material!

Shadows dripped down from the robes of Umbra, and soldiers of wreckage were created from shadows spread like Shizukuishi.

The shadows that keep spreading and the skeletons that respond and increase to it.

UMBRA, who manipulates the Necromancer, showed him the real deal.

"Oh, big fish. Big fish."

"Hmm, the only thing I can do is count... humans, I guess I can do as much as expose?

"Yes, I'll take care of it"

Humans and Demons. A strange combination of avant-garde guards was born here.

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"Well, they seem to be eating inside."

Looking at the arena, Agniella gives a momentum grin that may even be tongue licking.

"Agniera...... no -"

"You're the only one I'm dealing with this time. Even during the Grad Wilderness. Even then three years ago, at the end of the day, I couldn't get in the way and do it properly to the end..."

"Flam"

"Finally, finally. We can finally kill each other alone."

"What the hell are you thinking?"

In a courageous inquiry, Agniella laughs with a knuckle.

"Kukukukuku.... dude, you just can't get out of the way because of this, huh?

"Something, something is a chig hug. You and Umbra... no, it happened at the same time as the other Dukes. Is that Aquadine's offer?... Flam, what are you up to?

"Kuck, kuck... you wonder if I'm stuck with someone?

"It has been so for three years. You only worked with other six-blade generals about the time you welcomed us into Demon King's Castle. You in the Grad Wilderness... you just wanted to get busted."

"-... Was it that easy to understand?

"Not to the point where my back is cooler due to discomfort..."

"I don't like it?... but you don't hate us so much, do you?

……

"I don't even remember how many times I've exchanged my life."

……

"But you... yuya. No, Yu Yashiro. You only tried to kill us a few times, didn't you?

You were right.

Indeed, many demons fought courage, starting with the Duke class. I fought... but I never wanted to kill the Demon Clan aggressively from myself to the extent that I tried to retreat from the obstacles to defeat the Demon King.

That is what three years ago and still is, it is to the extent of Umbra that I really wanted to kill the Demons.

"I was fighting my brave habits with something like a duty to us. Because they attacked you? Because I have to protect someone...?

"... so?

"So, yeah."

Strongly return to the words of courage.

"I'm seriously in love with you."

"Overwhelming strength, not just something"

"Over and over again! I fought many times and I fell in love with you!! I fell in love as an enemy, as a woman, to the bottom of my heart."

"Only he wants to kill you. The only man who seems like that is you, Yuya!!

"So I couldn't forgive you. You're out of your hands. So I borrowed my hand (...). From Aquadine, from Umbra... and - from humans."

What I removed from somewhere was a jewel with a dark blue light like the deep sea.

The moment I saw the jewel, Yong understood.

That Sole (...) is unlimited proximity to the false holy sword that was embedded in Lune earlier, and a completely different kind of thing.

"Six-blade descent (Seoul Advent)"

From the jewels, the sky overflows with a scorching pale flame.