Sevens

Katana in both hands turns brilliant.

The blue light creates a tail on the slaughter, and the blue spark shines when it hits with Nowem's Great Sickle. We increased each other's speed, and Nowem, more desperate than earlier, was in a hurry - and I saw an angry look.

As Nowem's Great Sickle swung out to the side, he swung out from the inside out, twisting directly beneath it and crossing the Katana between his hands. Passing Nowem like rolling on the ground, he immediately rises up and restarts his two swords.

Create a laugh and haunt.

"You're slower than you were just now. And this is personal… I prefer shorter skirts"

Nowem now wore a skirt that reached his ankle. When Nowem turned to me, his skirt spread flutteringly. But I won't show it to the good. Close quietly with a critical.

"... shouldn't that be sought after by other women who will be wives?

I'm stepping in.

"I'm sorry. I have your seat too. But don't worry... even if you're not in love with me, I'll make you fall in love soon!

Remember. Remember. Remember yourself when the tension is high. Remember that feeling I thought I could do anything!

Yes, I kept whining with my heart. If I felt any weaker, it was going to collapse. Attack, attack, keep attacking. To deliver my voice to Nowem.

I'm not an evil god either. I'm not even a goddess. To Nowem - to deliver!

He bounced off Nowem's blow with a waxy and pierced Nowem's heart with a katana. No blood has erupted. Look at that, Nowem's expression distorts.

"Be so selfish forever!

"An idiot! The Walt family has been all over history - though it would have been selfish!

He stepped in further and now poked Nowem with a waxy when he entered his nostalgia to keep the Great Sickle from swinging.

"I wanted my first lover to turn around and volunteered for the pioneering group!

When he is forced to swing two pierced swords to the side, Nowem leaves.

"I couldn't be honest, I defied my parents all the time!

When approaching Nowem to keep him from getting distance, he used illusions to cheat the sickle blow. Are you in quite a hurry, seeing a phantom?

"I was annoyed, so I beat the royalty to death..."

Arranged on two blades, he slashed and tore Nowem aside as he was.

"- Good luck with your internal affairs because you love money!

When Nowem raised his left hand, I threw Katana and Wakizashi in the opposite direction. When Nowem unleashes his magic on me, he's the first to retrieve the waxy and get slashed by Nowem. When prevented, Katana was immediately retrieved in warp and slashed by Nowem.

Shallow, but blurred Nowem's flank.

"I adored animals more than children!

As it is, it is slashed by Nowem in a row. Kick the Great Sickle as he rotates with his two swords backwards, slashing them many times. Shallow or not, it doesn't matter. Just keep slashing it.

"I didn't like my parents and I jumped out of the house!

Nowem was eating up his teeth. It creates four phantoms, slashed from all sides to Nowem. Mine warped overhead and swung down the knife as it rotated.

"I tried to prove the gun was awesome, even if I knew I couldn't!

I say it clearly - our clan is selfish.

Nowem looked at me and turned his left hand. Many small fireballs from there. It releases thousands, tens of thousands.

Slashing fireballs while away, avoiding...

"That's how it's all bad again -"

"- That's how you kept beautifying and ignoring the bad! You only want to see it, but you're not facing your mother!

The wind winds up in the katana and blows the fireballs away. A rising fireball falls to the ground and explodes. When Nowem raised his left hand, purple electricity was generated. Poke the waxy to the ground and storm as he sees the purple electricity that gets bigger gradually.

When the thunder generated by Nowem gathered in the waxy, Nowem was torn apart by force of his own body.

Looking back immediately and slashing and tearing his back, Nowem warped toward the waxy as he had swung the Great Sickle. When I retrieved it and grabbed my two swords, I breathed heavily.

Nowem also breathed on his shoulders, leaning down. My hair was messed up and she stared at me with purple eyes from the gap in my dripping hair.

"- I am - still I am! - For the future."

I breathe heavily and scream. Scream from the heart.

"Doom or whatever happened in the past! I'm - I'm - I'm more afraid of the training ground today, and tomorrow, than the future ahead of me like that!

Something has happened in the past.

So the Nowems were born. I see that.

But if you let me tell you - if you let me tell you from us right now.

"It has nothing to do with the distant past or the distant future! If you ignore the important present, there will be no past or future! For you, now... now you're happy? Can you tell me now is the best time? What do you think now?

Even Nowem, who thinks of the future.

Nor is Nowem tied to the past.

I wanted to know how Nowem Foxz feels right now.

Nowem put up a big sickle.

"Over and over... over and over... May is here! I don't know how I feel... to anyone... who knows! Who understands! Because I know you don't understand! I get it, I get it!!"

A tear broke out. Look at Sole, I laugh. It's shredding. Both evil gods and goddesses have shredded and Nowem's original feelings have surfaced.

"Look, you've peeled off your make-up skin! Yes, more! Expose more! Before me, expose everything! Then... I'll take it all!

Turning to Katana's cutting edge, Nowem stepped in heavily. The debris from where Nowem stood blows up, and he approaches suddenly.

"It's something you can take!

Immediately waving the katana, the katana passed through Nowem's body in a misguided manner.

- Aria was breathing on her shoulders before a metallic land-dragon, protected by metal scales.

Red hair was disturbed, and sweat was pounding. The spear you're holding is also worn out. Aria was incompatible before a land dragon protected by hard scales.

"Damn...... this one wants to go help Lyell. Really, I'm powerless."

Do you want to cry or laugh?

Aria didn't know how she felt either. Clara pointed a strong light at the Land Dragon with her cane up. Where I took my sight, Eva releases an arrow.

An arrow stabbed in the gap between the scales of the Land Dragon explodes, but the Land Dragon doesn't even freak out.

From the sky, Monica and the Valkyries are attacking, but to the extent that they are sealing the motion. All Nowem had to do was prepare an incompatible demon for time buying purposes.

From the sky, Monica pounds her tongue.

"I'm persistent!

As hundreds of lines of light poured down on the Land Dragon, the Land Dragon endured round. Even if the surface turns red with heat, it is immediately cooled down and returned to its original color.

Aria breathes and grips the pattern tightly. With his left hand, he grabbed the red ball.

"How many more times - no, more than once I've had a blow all over me"

My body was going to scream even now. Overuse of skills is increasing the burden. The burden of continuous use at short intervals was becoming heavy on Aria.

It was a hundred million bucks to step in.

On Aria's back like that, her hands were touched. Four right-hand feelings -. With the red light, a gentle voice wraps Aria.

"Good luck."

"Show me the power of Rockward."

- We've been trying. We've been watching.

And finally, with a voice similar to Aria's.

"The descendants of that man and Aria, my descendants, met. I'm sure, because this is destiny. We're gonna give you the strength to take one more step."

When the red balls intensified their glow, fatigue blew out of Aria's body. And an explosive force emanated from the inside.

There is a red light in the spear you are holding. Almost... Almost...

"Huh!"

But before Aria's eyes, the Land Dragon stormed in a sense of danger. Looks like he's going to crush Aria as a priority.

"Aria!"

Eva was hit when she unleashed an arrow into the eyes of the Land Dragon. But did the Land Dragon feel more critical to Aria than that, storming toward Aria?

When Monica and the others attack from the sky, they are never frightened. Optical weapon-centric Monica screams in the sky.

"Live ammo was better!

When Clara looked around, she saw the carrier portion of the porter buried in the rubble.

"Porter, please"

The carrier section blew debris and made a rapid launch. When you storm the flank of the Land Dragon, the Land Dragon steps on with a huge forefoot.

Then, the eyes of both round and small porters, which were just ornaments, attached to the head of a round cylinder, glow.

His face lifted and the demon ore embedded in his chest emitted a strong light. The wind winds up and Porter's upper body storms the Land Dragon as it is. And when I retracted it a lot, it blew up as it was. The big explosion caused the debris to rise and made everyone feel the shock wave. When I endure it, Clara flashes.

"No, I'm not doing that."

Monica's in the air, too.

"Even I don't have that function- rampage? Did you overdo an impossible modification to the boulder"

From the smoke, the worn out land dragon takes a big forefoot step. And drag your worn out body for a second step.

Open your mouth and spit blood Landdragon. But it still comes forward.

Then Aria opened her eyes wide. The purple eyes were filled with red light, and I felt my back pressed.

'- Show him. And I won't be humbled.' Cause you're the daughter of a fine rockward. '

Where Aria ran through in the red light, the rubble was rising. Aria rising up to the sky, and rising high in the sky. The Land Dragon couldn't keep up with Aria's speed and lifted his face and looked at the sky in such a way as to follow him.

Then the red light flashes.

The land dragon was beautifully amputated and slowly cracked in half.

Aria was the one who rose from that cracked part. Hold the spear on your shoulders and tell everyone as you wrap the red light around them.

"I'm coming. That idiot Nowem can't help but hit him once."

At the end of Aria's gaze was Lyell fighting Nowem.

Monica picks up Porter's warped head, which was rolling down on the ground. Clara also rushed to Monica.

Eva, for both of us.

"I'll go first."

Head under Lyell first with Aria. The Valkyries, too, went after those two. But they're all gazing at Porter.

Monica hugging Porter's head.

"- You can't run off and clean up. You were one of us, Porter."

Clara also offered a silent prayer to her longtime partner -.

- In front of Central's former main entrance, an army led by the eighth generation, Meisel, kicked the soldiers in the skeleton and entered Central.

The eighth generation watched the battle in Central Central.

"Am I late? But it's not over yet."

Next to it, Claire, his wife, nods.

"Yeah, it's not over yet. We have to apologize to Lyell properly."

There were times when there was a lot of enemy power on the front, and the Misers were the last. Around there was a lion samurai and a figure of Maxim wrapped in sand armor.

As the lion's samurai crossed the walls of the castle with his big crotch, he was in a hurry. On its shoulders are Miranda and Shannon, and Mireia's figure.

Mireia tells Miranda when she sees multiple fights in the distance.

"I'm going to someone with a golden dragon."

Shannon looks up at Mireia.

"Huh? What about Lyell?

Mireia gently raises and lowers her shoulders.

"Let's raise some time. Looks like Lyell blew up a lot, too. Besides, you have someone you want to keep a shot at. Shannon... you can help me."

Shannon nodded again and again at Mireia's unspoken grin.

Miranda watches as the golden dragon wears off.

"It's going to be over there, too?

Then, Mireia says.

"That's why. You want to interrupt a little bit."

It was a niggling mireia...

- Different aspects of fighting the Legendary Dragon, but eventually the Historical masters were attacking with seven.

While the first generation wielded the Great Sword.

"You coward! Come out now!

The third generation, stretching bladeless swords and causing deep wounds to the legend dragon, was laughing.

"Ha? What do you mean? No, if you keep going, I'll stab you in the stops in time. No, it makes me stand out. I guess the strongest decision in history is on me. Well, I'm the one who stayed in the treasure ball to the end, and I don't know for sure!

When the Legendary Dragon opens its mouth, the third generation shrinks the bladeless sword once in its mouth, and then when it protrudes, the blade stretches out and stabs deep into its mouth.

The sixth generation screams as he leaves the predecessors of Fanbaille and finally returns to the exorcism of the Dragon. to the Legendary Dragon.

"Ya, bear with me! Bear with it, Dragon! Keep chewing the blade off!

The fifth generation, looking at the third.

"Bastard, pure strength. If it's just the arm of a sword, it's pretty good. I wouldn't let that guy have that weapon!

The second generation, with a bow.

"That's how you always do the procedure!!"

The fourth generation seems to regret it.

"But I'll take more time than that."

The seventh generation was about to point the muzzle at the third generation.

"Get off me, Zell! He'll shoot you down here!

"No, Master Broad!

When the third generation pulls the blade back in the air, it twists itself in the air as it is. And he was trying to cut it off by applying a centrifugal force to the blade he stretched out looking at his neck muscle.

"Ahahahaha, I'm sorry! - What the fuck!

But the blow impacted the blade along the way, pierced the ground by an unbalanced third generation, and failed to finish the legend dragon.

What the third generation, who landed on the ground, saw was the golem of the lion's samurai. On that shoulder, the figure of Mileia giving a one-shot gun to Shannon. Plus, he was laughing niggly.

"That woman!! I took the tease to its roots!

The third generation, warm enough for this, is furious that they have been interrupted in obtaining the title of dragon killer. Then the sixth generation saw Mireia.

From the sixth generation, it looked like Shannon had fired a gun.

"Did you take it off? But here we are! Mireia, you made it, too!

Mireia smiles and waves at the sixth generation. But when I looked at the third generation, I was turning my humble grin.

He is telling the third generation that his mouth is puckering and 'za-mah'.

The Legendary Dragon opens its big mouth and squeezes its last force. But one more rising female jewel - her first wife, holding a sword in both hands, slashed off the neck of the legend dragon with a blow all over her body.

And his first wife, who landed on the ground, stabbed a sword in the ground.

"Damn, how long have you been doing this! Look, I'm done, so I'll make it dinner. And I'll call the young ones still fighting over there, so you guys follow me. Then make sure you keep this dragon cut! You need to drain your blood."

The barbarian-style men around us, all at once.

"Go, Mr. Tsubaki!

I was bowing my head at the same time. Historical principals, who have taken good places, reluctantly follow behind the first generation.

"Grandma, I'm coming too!

"All right, I'm going with Grandma. Damn, how long have you been flirting? I'll use it to prepare for the banquet. Let's make fun of him."

"Yeah! I knew Grandma was awesome!

"It's obvious. Otherwise, it would be the Walt family's daughter-in-law.... Look, watch your step. There's a lot of rubble."

There is a lot of debris, or it is on a pile of debris.

My first wife and Dewey were holding hands. Although his first wife had a bad mouth, his expression was calm.

And the first wives, who say they are flirting with the Lyells, were followed by the wives of the historical and historical lords.

While the first generation dropped their shoulders.

"What the hell. Can I give it to you for the last time?"

A second generation had his hands on his first shoulder.

"Look, let's go. If you bring Lyell, we'll have a banquet."

First generation, second generation and shoulder.

"Nice, banquet! Make a big buzz with the meat of the dragon!... but that dragon meat looks yummy."

Laughing parents and children.

And the third generation to see him like that was walking in the third of the fourth and fifth generations.

"My plan."

"It's a dong pull for me. Reflect."

"Don't think I don't have an array either. Reflect."

Third, fourth, and fifth generation wives walk behind them. Do not disturb my husbands conversation. Only my fourth generation wife was worthy of holding a beautiful scale.

Sixth and seventh generations, frightened by their daughters following behind them.

"Why am I the only one so giddy..."

"You deserve it. Even though it's hard for one person, it's bad because I'm marrying three of them."

Then Xenoa closed the fan and made a sound with Pasilli. Nicole laughed, intimidating the seventh generation.

"You?"

"It's a lie! I am happy to marry my best wife!

The sixth generation laughed niggardly as he looked at the seventh generation. And he joined Mireia, who came down from the lion's samurai.

"Brother, I'll give you one too."

"Whoa, come on! You'll be worried about Lyell and Nowem."

Then Fanbaille's predecessors call on the sixth generation in a worn out appearance.

"Fucking grandpa! What do you mean my grandson is your grandson's sideroom?

The sixth generation running away with laughter and Mireia chasing it. And the previous King Fanbaille. The seventh generation was looking at the three of them in a frightened manner.

"... Totally, busy people"

That's what he said...

- The Ludmilas who were left behind.

Eliza was having trouble looking around. Around us, the demolition of the Legendary Dragon had begun.

"Hey, how do you cut it off?

"You should eat it out of your gut."

"Bring the booze. Alcohol! Many in barrels! Because it's somewhere. Because if the army is coming, there will definitely be."

Gracia was also worried about what to do. Then Miranda unlocks the golem and gets off to the ground.

Shannon, toward everyone.

"What are you doing? I'll be right there. The banquet won't start until it's over."

Eliza walked out when her friend Shannon told her to.

"Oh, yeah. I don't know if the banquet is right. Well, I can't leave the Lyells alone."

Gracia, too, for sighing.

"If this happens now, we'll hang out till the end. Come on, anything!

Miranda was frightened with a disgusting face. Walk out with your hair behind your ears.

"I want you to spare me any more boulders. Besides, it's frustrating if you don't make things clear. Nowem's got to hit him once too."

Ludmila looked at the group going forward, holding the long sword that had fallen into the sheath in her left hand...

"... you're flying too far, House Walt. The strongest... the craziest."