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In a similar manner to that of the curses of instinctive and blind hatred, Pocalor tried to run towards him trembling.

“... Hold on. ”

But Sahan and Armada stopped her at the same time.

Pocalor had no choice but to stare at Alison with his teeth crossed.

“Become my ‘specialty’. You cattle cattle bitch. ”

With that said, the Desknights slowly begin to move.

The Nine Ages of Desknight, which still seems relaxing, itself is a threat enough. That is the equivalent of almost one unit of power.

Besides, this is two golems, Armada, Sahan and Desknight. A total of five fighters are pushed from the side.

Difficult for anyone to see. Sahan frowns and praises the spell, while the Desknight Nine (9) charge against each party.

Sahan left the charging Desknight to the golem of chloride and cast the "Holy of the Cruel Circle." Several hot poles encircle the surrounding Desknight, agitating the air.

Desknights have only slowed down their movements, despite the harshness that makes even the poorest lands freeze. I kept that life intact.

It was when she bites her lips tightly in the miserable situation.

Suddenly, with an enormous wave of Mana, the earth literally sank.

“Woohoo!”

Zahan was momentarily embarrassed, but soon realized it was Armada's magic and remained calm.

However, the calm was easily broken by Mana's stream of thunderstruck brains. He looks nervous and feels the ground beneath the flow of Mana.

The waves of Mana are so massive that you can feel the shiver, they are silently gathering and preparing for some ascension.

“.. what the...”

Likewise, as soon as she heard the sound of panic, the dragon ascended between the landed lands.

A dragon that consumes all conveniences with fire. A source of horrific destruction that only aims at the destruction of its enemies and melts everything that comes with it.

It's a class S magic called Dragon Rage.

The dragon of flame slowly ascended into the sky and once again sat on earth, wrapped around the Desknights in an elongated body.

Desknights who were still under the spell of the Dead Han were unable to resist the Dragon of the Wave. I try to slap it around with my sword, but even that spider melts into metal the moment it touches the dragon.

So, the dragon slowly ascended to the skies as he tied up the seven Death Knights into his body. It was like seeing a strange firework.

Within, the dragon reached its highest point in the air, oxidizing with Desknight by creating a massive explosion.

Saehan stared at him with a gaze of stupor. It was because I had no idea that such desperate things would happen as soon as the battle began.

What do I do to save the last breath of battle? What a great and wonderful intolerance.

“Ugh...”

After finishing the dragon's fury, Armada shakes his head as a result of Mana's exhaustion. Sahan leaves the remaining two Desknights to the knights of the Chloride Golem and Pocalor, and quickly runs to her.

“You okay?"

“… yeah, I'll be fine. I'm not used to it yet, so it's hard. I left two. It's okay. Please help Por. ”

She squeezes her wrinkly head, smiling softly.

“... just relax. I'll be right back. ”

*

“…… this is..”

And Alison stared at it bluntly. He was excited to set up a major in killing traitors, so he brought in nine Death Knights without permission.

But now most of that precious Deathnight is gone, literally. Suddenly, I went up into the sky and all of a sudden, it exploded.

What a worthless and empty situation.

He rubs his eyes, as if he just thought the situation was a delusion or a vision, or just strokes the sky with the Death Knight blown away.

The poor gesture of touching the air was an act of pity.

“... Is this the end? ”

To Alison, who is devastated, Pocalor gives her a small talk.

She had just been watching Armada's magic with her eyes like she was unconscious and exploding, but she pretended to be confident. I'm looking down at Alison with an arrogant look, pretending to be like this.

“This, poetry, poetry...”

The embarrassed Alison takes a step back. But the stumbling legs of a frustrated heart collapsed helplessly, and eventually fell to the ground.

“…… Well, this is different from you and me. ”

Pocalor glances back.

As she looks back, a black knight in a steel mask pierces Desknight's chest with a dagger.

“My Destiny is much more powerful than yours. “

She smiles satisfactorily and looks at Alison.

“Yes, Neil! What a traitor!”

He pulls out the crystal ball in his chest as the last move. A wolf for summoning an army.

But towards the precious crystal sphere, Pocalor shoots Margie, who, powerlessly, quickly runs out of two cavities.

“ … ”

At the end of that despair, Alison finally loses her horse, lowering her gaze and stopping her body from behaving.

“Hehe. ”

Pocalor laughed at him for his happiness.

And then the last of the Deathknights died, and the battle ended a little freshly.

“…… Are you sure you're okay? ”

After the battle, Saehan approaches Armada, who is sitting on the floor, and bows.

Her body flushed with cold sweat and fever had just worsened.

Perhaps because it exceeded the existing Mana sheep available, it went beyond the groggy state and got a little bit "Manaboo" from a serious condition.

“... I thought it would be okay... I guess I went a little overboard...”

She gives it to Saehan, saying so, and he puts her in his arms and strokes her hot hair.

Then you hear Pocalor speaking with the horseman who attacked the group.

“… decide. Do you want to die or do you want to die? Oh, of course they're both torn limbs. ”

Pocalor pays back exactly what Alison just said to herself.

And just like surrounding her like that, the Desert Knights approached. Alison stares at Pocalor with her low, sunken eyes.

“… damn bitch. ”

“Yes. Well, if we lose Desknight 9... they'll take care of it if I don't." A hundred years of torture and death, maybe? ”

In his provocation, Pocalor said, putting his mouth to rest. The Horsemen are clear about the new bees. So cruel.

“Shut up, you son of a... Shut up!! ”

She looks at the Desknight before she finishes her sentence, and the Black Knight's spider severs his legs.

The fountain of blood flows into a small stream, flowing down the earth.

And Alison observed the movement of the blood flowing slowly, as she struggled with the pain.

“... I'm going to use some strange tricks. ”

But it was not that I couldn't sense the magic trick. Cognitive knowledge told him enough about the ‘danger’, and he strengthened his defenses by placing a reinforcing barrier between Armada and himself.

“… What? What are you drinking, you lunatic? You're still unconscious. ”

As soon as Pocalor's furnace is finished, Desknight cuts off one of his arms.

“… ugh! Well, well, well. ”

But it is Pocalor who is astonished by the unexpected pressure of the oppressive giant sword, whether or not Pocalor's intention was to intervene.

“… huhuhuhuhu. ”

Alison smiles joyfully, not in the screams of pain. The moment Pocalor felt ominous with that dreadful smile, blood splattered from the starry ground erupted.

“... You crazy bastard! ”

It was not an instant lethal explosion. It was just Margie's performance.

However, the ‘act of Magi’ was fatal enough for humans, so the target was originally a ‘human'.

“... Uh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh ”

A few moments later, Alison was finally confused, and Pocalor hurriedly approached Sahan and Armada.

“Hm, are you okay?! ”

“… I can endure it. But...

Zahan points to Armada with trembling fingers. She fainted at all because she had infiltrated into her body along with Manadaq. Being bored with a bright face, it was dangerous for anyone to see.

“Uh, uh, uh, what do I do? Is this okay?“

After seeing the serious conditions, Pocalor trembles and asks.

“First of all, let's get going. Soon we'll be able to get out of Arban. ”

She summoned the ice golem and cast a spell on the quicksand.

Sahan rode on the golem with Armada in his arms, and Pocalor followed.

Knowing their urgency, the ice golem moves through the forest faster and faster than ever.

* * * *

For another 30 minutes, the group crosses Arban's communication barrier at last, confirming that the crystal ball is operational.

“… Hello. Can you hear me?”

In the first place, Sahan sent a voice to Georgini.

- Whoo-hoo! Delio, I copy. What the hell just happened?

“I escaped alive. I'm on my way back. But there's one injured man. You don't need healing magic, you need a kidney. We're heading for Harun's South Gate. Take the High Priest to you! ”

- Oh, I see. Guys! Sir Zahan, who was detained in Arban...

Giorgini's voice grows more urgent, and Zahan stops transmitting.

He then says to Pocalor, who is touching Armada with a face that is likely to cry soon.

“Porya, change the color of your eyes first. I think I'll be there soon. ”

“… Huh? Uh, uh... Okay."

Ruby's red eyes quickly turn rusty.

- Pardon me!

As soon as you finish your transmission with Georgini, you hear a shout that is almost like a cry.

The voice is familiar. Forgiveness endures the intense migraine headaches caused by Margie and listens to the crystal ball.

“Uh, Ser Jean. I'm on my way with Por now. ”

- Oh, is he okay? How's it going?

He shouts without feeling restless. Despite the serious situation, she was cute enough, so she smiled and replied.

“I'm not that bad. But Armada's condition is a little... well, once I tell Lord Georgina, I need a priest. It's because you inhaled Margie. ”

- …… Ah, got it. The High Septon is on his way here right now... You won't have to worry about that.

Serzin's voice was filled with anxiety for no reason. And Zahan had a good sense of who he was.

“... Yes. I'll be right there.”

But knowing it, she didn't comfort her.

-... got it. Please come...

And was Ser Jinn aware of it? Her voice was dead grass.

When the voice, without excuses, dropped his head and put the crystal ball into his arms. Serzin's desperate voice flows into his ears.

-... thank you for coming back safely. And, and... I love... you. I... I love you so much, Forgiveness.

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