The tin forming the spear of flame pointed the spear towards the dark elf.
"Hum, don't make me anything big.
It's hard to maintain something so magically worked out.
Have you come out to bet on a bee or a bee? "
"If the battle prolongs any longer, the collapse begins everywhere.
Including me.
It's not a scratch more than all the magic. "
From previous experience, if you practice magic through it until you can see the red magic, you will no longer be in a state where you can fight.
Maybe he decided on his last attack, thinking that there would be no next time than he had suffered a serious injury to his abdomen.
"That's a thoughtful decision for a female kid.
A rabid dog won't bite you. "
"I've never been treated like a dog"
With a flaming spear in his right hand, Tin put his hands and feet on the ground again.
Looking only at the dark elves, he steps into the earth in a good way and strikes.
The speed of the tin that jumped in at a fierce speed is unparalleled before.
Because the moment I jumped in, I was stabbing a flaming spear in the lower left abdomen of the dark elf.
Dark Elf's hand, which shook off his arm reflexively, is blown away when it hits the wounded tin's abdomen.
At the same time, the flaming spear that was piercing disappeared to dust.
Until now, Tin must have kept his speed down so he wouldn't eat a counterattack when fighting like a cat.
He fought at a speed that could confirm enemy movements with his own eyes, so he wouldn't eat counter attacks.
But I can't take the time to fight with the flaming spear I've worked out and created to the fullest.
I never even saw you fight with a spear, so you were going to make an attack of abandonment from the start?
While the blown tin suffered, Dark Elf was angry that he had been attacked.
No matter how dark the elves are, I guess I can't control the magic with my lower abdomen pierced with flaming spears.
The yellow magic that was covering his body has disappeared, holding down his bleeding lower abdomen and staring down at the tin with intimidating eyes.
"Human-like!! Get in my way everywhere, guh!!"
One sword pierced through his back on the chest of an angry dark elf.
Why do righteous people make it so far impossible?
The tremor in Mr. Estelle's hand is even transmitted to the sword because of his metastasis, even though he is not yet in full condition.
"There will be no one in the way, no shit, who has borne a sin beyond atonement.
The only way for the dead to sleep in peace is to give your life.
The Empire and the Elves want the same, your death. "
"Grr, you!
When Dark Elf punches Mr. Estelle as he turns around, the momentum is blown away well.
Mr. Estelle is not weak enough to prevent that much attack.
After all, there's still a recoil of the space transfer that carried us, and we're not ready to fight.
My arm is barely moving, so I think he's still alive.
But now the dark elves are also seriously ill.
If you see him roughing up his breathing, everyone is coming to the point of pushing back.
Tin and Estelle are closer to the limit than that, though.
Even if the tin that was falling stood up while holding down his abdomen, his legs snapped when he tried to walk, so much so that he fell right down.
I still can't help you right now.
If this happens, I can't help but crusade the Dark Elves and get them back together soon...
The moment you think so, Mr. Lilia's blue aura begins to shine even brighter.
"I don't mean to disagree with a rampage horse.
It's even more unpleasant to compare it to fart magic!
”Blizzard" "
A major tornado erupts around the suffering dark elves, in which numerous ice blades spin around.
Naturally, if such a big tornado occurs at close range, the humans around you are under the influence of the wind... that? No impact?
Instead, I can't even hear the wind.
Seeing Mr. Lilia under control in a desperate phase, it is likely that he is in control to ensure that no harm is done to his companions.
Because he originally said ritual magic to be performed by three people.
I guess one makes a tornado out of wind magic, one keeps generating ice blades, and one is magic that keeps the perimeter from being damaged.
Just because your status has tripled, three roles per person is too reckless.
My legs are rattling and trembling, because you can see them.
That said, thanks to Mr. Lilia, I can put the curtain down on this battle.
A severely wounded dark elf in his abdomen can't be alive in this magic.
At the center of the tornado, oxygen thins, and if chopped with an ice blade and a gust of wind, it takes even more additional damage.
If the magic of the Elves wielding their magic to the extreme determines the end, I think they deserve the defeat of the Dark Elves.
It's called tin, it's called Estelle, it's called Lilia, they're all just impotent, though.
Damn......, you're putting your body up too tight for world peace.
What should I do with a soy sauce warrior who just cooked?
I suppose it's the right thing to do, though, because I'm supposed to be a supporter.
But it's a high elf for once.
I also feel bad if I don't do something, so I guess I'll just have to get in the mood and get ready for the celebration.
The only thing that is neck is that there are too many participants.
As I ponder the menu for the celebration to swallow, Mr. Lilia's magic weakens slightly and the tornado begins to stop.
But the sight I had in mind wasn't there.
Because a dark elf stood in a scratchy appearance.
I can't believe I'm not dying under that magnitude of magic in a seriously ill state.
Though it's full of creativity, there's no one left to fight for.
Even dragon zombies have close limits.
Lilia, who chewed her lower lip tightly, released an ice needle to squeeze her last force.
but the dark elves flex reflexively and sometimes appear before me.
At a distance, close range of about 3 m.
From the dark elves that have been fighting numerous powerful enemies, I guess Zako like me is like a real bug.
He wouldn't be dealt with, he was turning his back on me.
"Fuck all of you!
Forgive me, I won't forgive you. Wow!
I'm going to give you this life, and I'm going to bring you in!
Dark Elves, who tried to represent their anger, had a bush of blood erupting.
Dos, I'm convinced when I see black magic leaking out of my body like it evaporates.
A typical bombing pattern where a death-endorsed boss blows himself up at death.
It will unleash all magic and make a terrible move that will cause an explosion that will take the ground apart.
I wonder if every world is the same.
Looks like the tins are realizing it's an emergency.
I don't even think the tin that tries to approach me with its arms alone like a hourglass forward has the power to stand up.
It conveys the thought of munching your body and stopping it even if it is mean.
Mr. Estelle, who keeps consciousness critical, should be looking to shift and prevent it.
But I just couldn't, and I moved my hands pimply, and I haven't even grabbed the sword properly.
I think Lilia used up her magic on the last ice needle already.
He stares at the dark elf with a sharp eye and bites his lower lip with regret.
Requesting rescue from adventurers and beasts fighting dragon zombies won't make it.
Everyone just fights to the fullest, and so much so that they wish to be rescued.
In the meantime, only one person exists who can fight intact.
He's a soy sauce warrior, a man who thinks of the winning menu earlier than anyone else and is too inexistent as the air.
Coincidentally, Dark Elf is about to blow himself up in front of me.
Trying to free your magic with your whole body scratched is like saying 'go for it'.
To an angry dark elf, I take the stand to pull the knife out.
This structure is a move when you defeat a frog in Friesia, the only glorious feat praised from all around you.
Trusted and proven, sourced soy sauce slaughter.
Take a step without finding out at all, and even though no one has seen it, swing it through with a cool in vain!
"Higher salt, scattered with high blood pressure!
Dark Sabre/Ten Character Slash "
Fly the soy sauce from the bottom to the top so that you can pull the knife out, squirt it away with soy sauce so that it spins a circle and slaps the back fist.
I practiced the cross slaughter I wanted to try once because I had a medium two disease activated at a time like this.
"Uhhhhhhhh!!
By the time Dark Elves noticed the slaughter of soy sauce, it was too late.
Countless wounds are infiltrated with salty soy sauce, which strikes me with terrible intense pain.
It is the mystery of the soy sauce attack, which more than doubles the pain of the whole body.
Being slashed with a sword and painful must have been experienced many times before.
But I can assure you that in this world where seasonings are scarce, there are no cases of salt entering the wound.
After being seriously wounded dying, I think it's a hell of a pain like being violently poisoned.
Because his whole body is scratched, only a sad scream rings, and the dark elves end up being pathetic beings who can only continue to suffer.
By the time the cries of the dark elves began to heal, releasing their vitality at once, I swung through the dark saber once more and sprinkled with chase soy sauce.
It's just a frightening, conditional reflex defense that scares me if I get attacked.
But even if they apply soy sauce to the wound again, the dark elves don't look like they're in pain.
He is pushed by the momentum of soy sauce and falls down docilely so that his body is pulled to the ground.
At that moment, changes also appeared to the dragon zombies.
Not only does it stop moving, it's melting in pieces so it can decay.
Shall we call the demons, whose souls are magically bound, an atmosphere in which they are summoned to heaven?
He began to peek into the sun from the clouds, with an even more mysterious aura drifting.
This must have been what everyone thought of the adventurers and beasts who have been in a fierce death fight with the dragon zombies.
"We picked up the dark elves that led the fierce demons, and we beat the army of dark elves. But who the hell took it? '.
Everyone who turns around is naturally surprised to see my face.
Because I'm the only one who stabbed Todome, no matter what you think, from a fallen dark elf and standing position.
But that's a fact!
I'll admit I stabbed only the last of the todomes and took a good one.
But if I hadn't stabbed Todome, everyone would have lost their lives.
Yes, the fact that I'm the one who defended the world and took over the dark elves will never overshadow it!
It was soy sauce that brought down the curtain of a long battle that lasted 2,000 years!