Sword of Glutton Princess

Heydal packs an intermission while avoiding Brad's Daiichi on a single piece of paper, aiming at his chest with the Prophecy Dagger Gallarhorn.

Brad shifts away from his body and avoids, while countering him with kicking moves.

Haydal jumps and dodges, slashing his leg as he leaves.

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"For what it's meant to be, it's no big deal. Is that what this is about?

Haydal distorted his cheek, laughing and showing it.

The battle looked like Heydal was fighting a good fight.

But Brad didn't care about Heydal's provocation and shook his head in disdain.

"You saw the bottom. Seems to be doing some sort of aid to the fight via a magic conductor... but for that matter, I'm letting Odd squander. I didn't think it would last very long."

Heydal's face is slightly distorted.

"Trickdove!

I unleashed the magic of Trickdove as I approached Brad.

Two spiritual beast pigeons, Trupa Dove, appear from the magic formation and storm into Brad.

"Well done, kid!

As Haydal says, for some reason he turns around to hit the spiritual beast dove Trupa Dove and is slashed to Brad.

"If you do that, Mr. Haydal will have a fire...!

Haydal cleverly dodged Trupa Dove, a dead-end spiritual pigeon on his back, twisting his body around the brink.

"How dare you!

To Brad, Heydal's dagger and two spiritual beast doves, Trupa Dove, struck directly at the same time.

Brad jumps behind his back like a blast.

My face burns, my clothes burns down.

On his chest, there were carved marks of Heydal.

"... shallow. Boy, I'm sorry, I screwed up. Run away."

Sweat falls on Haydal's cheek.

"It wasn't a shallow step in. I knew it would come that way from the beginning. Does it have the power to support combat with its magic conductor, Futuristic vision?

"... don't fall apart in public, even if you notice. You don't have manners, do you, Grey?"

Haydal pokes his knee and rubs his eyes with the back of his hand.

Slight, but with blood on the back of his hand.

"Looking to the future...?

It would be the property of that magic conductor, like "The Blade of Rapture of the Concubine". I guess you can look a few seconds ahead...... if you use such power in people's bodies over and over again in a row, the burden would be quite considerable. It's not strange to lose the light '

Belzevute explained to me.

... well, were you able to get ahead of Brad's movements with that?

But at this rate, it doesn't look like it can be used many times in the future.

"You can take the time to kill him... but now, time is a waste. More bugs, more plans going crazy than this. I don't want the army to know what we're capable of... but let's do everything we can against them."

That's what Brad said, slamming the ground with a big hammer.

The ground swells, and the swells enter. In that position, Brad adds to his struggle throughout his body.

The muscle strength of his body swells slightly.

It was a tremendous pressure.

I stop at the spot.

I take Brad's back, and tow him the Devil's Sword Belzella.

Should I use Im? No, there's also a good chance they'll poke that gap and move.

From Brad's body, the black temper begins to rise.

I got chills.

"Let me tell you before I die." Evil Erosion Struggle, "a struggle that only a handful of people with long training in the denomination can handle. Whoever wears this receives the rank of priest within our Church. Instead of slowing down the odds rapidly, you can gain enormous power!

Heydal had a dagger in place, but he sees something in his future vision, which dragged his face heavily, kicking the ground and jumping behind his back.

At the next moment, Brad, leaking his temper from his body, stuffed Heydal in an instant.

Even faster than just now.

Preceding by Heydal's The Prophetic Dagger Galalhorn is as if it hasn't caught up.

Heydal had been aggressively bladed, but the Prophetic Dagger Galalhorn had left his hand without withstanding the impact, knocking his body to the ground.

"Gu Hu!"

"Mr. Haydal!

"This is a testament to my deep faith in Uroboros! You're next."

Brad looks back at me.

I wanted to avoid using it in public, but I can't handle it.

"Petite Demordi!

The magic formations shine, diving through its centre, and the luxurious Belzevute reveals itself.

"You think you can take it with such a demon?

Belzevute takes a disappointment in the shaken down daiji with both arms.

The flesh of Belzevute's hand cuts, and blue blood blows out.

I knocked my neck down to the side and supported it with my shoulders.

"What?

Stunning on Brad's face.

"It won't last very long, Dean!

I packed the distance and slashed Brad's abdomen with the Blade of Rapture.

I don't stab deep because of the level difference.

But this is what took away his most threatening Evil Erosion Struggle.

Belzevute is bounced off and disappears.

At the same time, Brad looked back at me and kicked me in the ass.

Heavy pain runs all over my body. But it wasn't unbearable.

The temper that was leaking from him has already faded.

Brad hasn't released Evil Erosion Fight yet.

"What...?

I wrinkle between my brows like Brad was confused.

I guess I felt odd that I couldn't get more power into my kicked leg than I thought and the "evil erosion struggle" faded from my own body.

I rise with my breath in absurdity.

"... sorry to hear that, Brad"

He said it was a priestly rank or a sign of training, but now he can't handle Evil Erosion Fighting anymore.

It seemed like a nasty struggle to lift physical abilities, but without this, Brad's threat drops dramatically.

A blood vessel appeared on Brad's faceless face, his eyes running blood and red.

He seemed to have quite a fight all over his body, his teeth shattered and blood dripping from his mouth.

But there's no way to keep an eye on it.

After all, I wonder how important the Evil Erosion Struggle was to Brad.

Completely clean.

"This, the outer road is aaaaaaa!

Before me, I was swept away by my strength.

If Brad hadn't happened to be removed because of his anger, he would have died in the current blow.

Now I know how horrible it is.

Even without Evil Erosion Fighting, it's a hell of a status.

I was going for an empty gap, but soon, Brad's knee kick pierced my abdomen.

It was as if my gut had been squeezed.

"Damn!"

"It's not like this yet, even death is alive and warm for you! Do you understand what you've done, you fucking kid? Uh-huh!

With severe pain, blood bleeds out of my mouth.

My legs floated easily.

Then my fist pierced my flank and slammed me to the ground.

"You have committed a great sin! You have committed so many great sins trying to survive in the pain of 10,000 years in the body of Mr. Wuroboros. Ooh! What have you done to me?

Dazzling consciousness.

The level difference is too great.

Even without the opponent's fighting skills, he's not the opponent from the front.

Fu, the figure of the person killed in Brad's first shooting, was in sight.

This guy, this guy, he definitely needs to stop here.

With a little more patience, there should be a good addition and reduction.

Even they have a face.

To do that, all I have to do is... turn off Brad's escape.

The Shadowgate seemed to have a big gap while it was sinking into the shadows, so you can't leave your current enemy.

But if the army rushes in, we should be able to do enough to escape in the shadows.

If buildings were lined up and used like that in this shadowy city, it would take a lot of work to chase them.

Don't let him get away with this.

Shadowgate needs to be covered.