The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start over.

The great magic of Mantur bursts. Thunder after the big wave went all over the place except him, but our oversturdy avant-garde was flat.

"Mr. Bell, Leele, are you okay over there!?

If you check, Mr. Bell says, "Naturally!," Leele said, turning her shoulders around.

"Thanks to a little rest, the wound has healed. Well, to tell you the truth, I would have liked to have rested a little more!

And so forth, the Warcraft Swordsman wandered.... This is why people who look human and aren't can't end up. This guy regenerates wounds unusually fast.

Anyway, if Liana and Hayahara go down and Mr. Finn or Yo can't move, Mr. Bell and Leele are very comfortable. Did my squares break in the electric shock just now?

Mantur uttered an orgasm.

"Is it because of magic equipment and protective equipment that you are flat under the magic of a eagle? Fine. Let's see how far we can stick together! Magic Break!"

The magic touched me, Mr. Bell, Leele. Light barriers and other boost effects will be eliminated once and for all in the anti-lightning defense I put up.

Then Mantur raised his right hand, and a cane appeared with a snake tangled in the horned skull, from which he unleashed three chunks of blue flame. The flames take the shape of dragons of the East in the air and strike at us.

I'm rolling out the light barrier again. Mr. Bell and Mr. Leele broke the blue flaming dragon with their swords.

Boo, and the blue flames scattered. That happens to burn in the bodies of the two avant-gardes!?

"What the heck!? Chi, chi..."

"This flame..."

"It's a flame of curse."

A mantle gives two men, all the way to the end of the cane, caught in a blue flame.

"This wand is a wand that encloses many curses. If you are wrapped in the blue flame, you will burn him to death."

Reele fell to the floor in too much heat. How much body to regenerate, but not disappear until you die, isn't that kind of pain that lasts for a little while and forever? I hit a blue-flamed dragon that looms for a watermagic aqua blast. If you turn this thing off, help Leele and Mr. Bell - but if you use water magic, the flames won't go away. But it was inhibited by the barrier of light, and extinguished in a way that eroded its magic.

"It won't go away with water, you wizard kid..."

Mantle turns to the tip of the cane. - Are you talking about me, Grandpa?

"My people die in the flames of the curse. All I have to do is finish you off."

About ten blue fireballs embody at once and fly over here. Fuck you...!

Fireball continuously deployed, intercepted. Because I failed toward fire with water, this time a continuous ejection aimed at the offsetting effect of hitting magic with magic. Mantle's blue flames and my unleashed fireballs collide and disperse in the air.

Around the mantle, the undead skeletons appear one after the other with a disastrous aura from the purple formations. The resentful skeletons successively increase in number, trying to exhaust more before the mantle.

Shit, how many people are passive?

"... that's futile, Mantur"

I heard Mr. Finn. If you look, the masked necromancer was pointing to the magician in a way that also hit the wall.

"My Curse Field, as long as there is, it's pointless no matter how much you summon the undead"

"You did, did you? Necromancer."

The skeletons that Mantur calls out stand like they've lost their way. I'm in the way when you're there!

I first unleash the magic of Earth Spike unchanging at the feet of Lightning, Mantle, from above my head.

Flying over the undead, Lightning is played by Mantle's defensive magic, and the ground spike is also prevented from crushing the floor.... Is defensive magic alive!

"Well, first of all -"

Mantur stabbed his wand.

"I'll bury you, Necromancer."

Lightning - that's the straight line, I wore Mr. Finn's chest. The burnt white vapor rises from the chest of the bullet.

It was a mantour that giggled damned at the blow of the special, but its face quickly clouded. Because the masked necromancer was flat.

"That hurt now.... Though your body doesn't die, it doesn't mean you don't feel pain"

He is Mr. Finn, who named himself 'Immortal'.... I see, I was half-hearted when I heard it, but apparently it was true because I was alive with a blow to my heart. I chilled my liver, though.

"... really, uh... Mr. Finn."

Reele's weak voice. Seeing, the blue flame that was wrapping her was gone.

"Even if I say immortal, I have pain..."

"Reele!

"Stupid!

Mantle growled.

"Under the flame of the curse, he said he was alive...!

"Well, I ate it."

At ease, the Dark Knight - Mr. Bell stood up. He was also eating himself away from the blue flames... No, I ate them.

"Even in the devil's world, they call him the King of Rapture. There's nothing I can't eat when I curse..."

"No way...... Huh!

Mantur opens his eyes in amazement.

"You are one of the Seven Demon Kings..."

"... I don't know"

Death Bringer on his right shoulder and Mr. Bell twisted his mantle.

"In the meantime, die."

It is a ruthless death sentence.... or our party is awesome. He said there were more than one undead. I wondered if Mr. Bell would go into it, but I didn't put it in my mouth.

I'll put up a blue spear.

"He's putting up another example magic barrier. I don't think he'll forgive the same hand once it's broken."

To not break the defense first, you can't defeat the mantle body.

"Reele, can you move?

"Ha, can you move, is that it?

Reele was sitting around with her sword on the floor.

"Instead of having Mr. Bell curse you out, he ate your body by the way. … it will take some time to be able to move."

"Mr. Finn?

"Unfortunately, I'm not going to be able to move for a while either"

The masked necromancer replied.

"The immortal isn't that convenient."

"That means we're gonna have to set it up with me and Mr. Bell. Which one breaks the barrier?

Here, and I'll see Mr. Bell. But it was Leele who opened his mouth.

"Well, wait, Jin. I can't move, but you didn't tell me I wouldn't do anything...?

You mean?

"I'll take care of the barrier. Instead, you guys can't use magic if you're within range, so hit me with physics."

"What?

I twist my neck. What are you talking about, Leele?

Self-proclaimed, Reele, a warcraft swordsman, laid his hand on the eyelid that was covering his right eye.

"In the world I was in, I was afraid to say cursed power... These golden eyes!