The Executed Sage Reincarnates as a Lich and Begins a War of Aggression

When I march silently, I wave my sword in a sideburn.

When she matched the blade to this slaughter, she flushed it from the bottom.

Along with the tall metal noise, the sparks scatter in multiple ways.

The full blow was just to cut the universe off.

"You're imitating it perfectly. It's boulder."

That said, when she accelerates, she dares to spike from the step in.

To a blow to the forehead, I put my sword back on the brink.

Defend as you jump backwards, blown away by impact.

Landed I glance at the sword.

There was a huge crack running at the spot where he received the spike.

Pretty hard, but they don't exchange meaning in front of the sword of the brave.

I take care to repair the damaged parts.

(... this is disgusting)

For a while after the battle begins.

I had to admit my own disadvantage.

The predecessors are interminably strong.

There were many times when I couldn't handle too much sword speed.

I'm all about defending myself, and I can't even satisfy myself with a counterattack.

I couldn't afford to just exercise witchcraft.

If I try to pay attention to you, my sword moves will only be neglected for that matter.

It's a margin of error that I wouldn't normally care about, but the difference becomes fatal in my battle with her.

There were a series of scenes where they were about to be slaughtered.

Trying to get distance, she won't allow it.

A favorable range could not be built because it would always come stuck in between swords.

When a metastasis is detected, it interferes or rushes to the destination.

Still, if I managed to escape into the air and hit the sorcery in a row, I would have bounced back without remaining with a slash.

She was growing with every single knife.

When I do my best, I'm gaining strength proportionally to it.

It embodied precisely irrational justice.

The existence that hosted the will of the world is not Dada.

(There is no gap. What am I supposed to do?

Ask yourself a question, and I'll see how to get out.

In the meantime, he kept putting up his sword, making magic available as well.

Combine with concentration beyond the limit.

"If you're not coming, I'll go here."

Having said that, she travels in an instant to my present.

It's as if you used metastases, but you've actually just been walking away.

It was fast approaching due to pure physical ability.

From a crawling position on the ground, she is about to wave her sword.

Evasion, we won't make it.

That's what I realized. I activated the defensive curse.

The shield of the tsu that was about to occur is torn apart, but like paper.

It was attacked before it was finished, so it failed to show its original durability.

It was an unlikely phenomenon in common sense.

The slaughter that broke Tsu's shield targets me as it stretches out.

Slip your sword in there with a piece of paper to prevent it.

My sword swept over so much power.

A crack is born again, about to break in two.

I perceived this antagonism as a flash too, releasing the mist in my body.

She jumps my sword against anomalous moves from close range.

And I let my temper disappear with a slash.

"- What?"

A convoluted series of attacks struck me between surprises.

Without any forgiveness, she comes up against us.

I was forced to shut up.