The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

Scaffolding and kicking the activated...

An acceleration that wraps around the whole body.

It's not far from accelerating like thunder light using the Brain Spine Demon Speed (trump card)...

From the Schmihazers, it should look like an acceleration like the one I wrapped in the wind or the one used by the immortal madness eye.

I've seen the acceleration of Garro and the mad eye right now.

Me and Murasameblade zeroed in on the momentum to rip that way as well.

A plasma blade that sounded Bhun heads to Schmihazer's flank while leaving a blue-green residual light like a neon sign in the universe.

"- Fast"

Schmihazer regained her posture while talking like that.

React by lifting the reddish right arm sword that was on the lower diagonal.

A chocolate-colored clay thing affixes to the surface of the blade.

- The red light knife around you is gone?

Instantly changed the Red Light Knife of the Devil Marquis and wrapped it around the surface of the Great Sword?

At the tip of such a red seeping sword, he was about to receive my light knife approaching from below...

In the form of sliding through that great sword, the Light Knife captures under Schmihazer's flank.

The blue-green light knife (murasame blade) melted the decoration of the armor colored with the embroidery of an orange bird.

Intrude under Schmihazer's belly.

The strange sound of shuba baba - melting the meat and bones on the flank - echoes.

Feel the vibration cutting slight meat from the steel pattern roll.

but I can't handle it very well.

Blood acceleration (Bloody Accelerator) is released.

"- Gwoah."

Schmihazer swayed her skull, shaking her lips, whispering.

And a torn underbelly intertwined with a light knife explodes.

No, there's a hazy, bluish organ and purple blood that I've never seen.

An eruption of blood as if the volcano were to explode.

Furthermore, Schmihazer spins suddenly.

Momentum like a hole in a giant balloon, it spirals.

Keep it up...... Schmihazer keeps spinning laterally like a mouse fireworks.

The long, dull white hair mixes with purple blood and spins suddenly. There's something coming.

I went on to point the murasame blade at Schmihazer.

A light knife headed in a straight line to Schmihazer's right chest, which kept spinning.

but the plasma blade doesn't pierce.

Bounced with a reddish sword.

He was conscious, and he seemed to be watching me act, even during that spin.

But the sound of playing felt viscous.

Murasame blade that sounds like a bun and falls to the river.

Collect honestly...

Aware of steel pattern rolls with out magic and blue and green plasma blades.

Turn your right hand toward the steel pattern roll that falls while scaffolding.

"Come on, you murky shark."

At that moment, the steel pattern rolls automatically twirl and rotate.

Fly to me with momentum that stumbles through the air as if sucked by superconducting magnets.

Keep it up - it was delivered to my right hand palm.

I accidentally looked at the handshake because the momentum broke and it was in my hand, but the steel patterned roll was safe.

The crystal metal on the edge of the circle, like the repulsor of the palm, was also ok.

It's not broken.

I said, "It's okay." And then I snorted a little bit.

Immediately from his right hand he poured his magic into the steel pattern roll.

A light knife that made a noise with the boom immediately rises from the root of the pattern.

The blue-green blade of the murasame blade illuminates the river algae by brightening the surroundings like a bonfire.

I saw that flowing river.

Like a water algae tangled in a river ridge wore a purple crown.

And...... in the universe where Schmihazer was blowing up, blood was scattered with momentum dyeing the river's waters into purple, resulting in the birth of a large circular purple gate, like a waterfall, in that universe.

It's probably spinning flashly backwards...

I thought I'd chase you, but do you want to see a little circus giant dance?

Besides, the scratches that the Murasame blade cleaved are shallow.

And that seemingly retreating move while continuing to spin suspiciously could be a trap that invites me... I also played the murasame blade.

Although it is possible that it is simply because Schmihazer is a giant that there is a lot of bleeding.

At that moment, a purple blood splash like waves flew all the way over here.

I think blood is blood, even if this impending wave of purple blood is poisonous.

Let's say you decide it's going to be my food...

Conscious of vampires.

Perform some sort of religious ritual...

Leaping from - in the universe, I stretched my hands to the left and right.

The river enters into view, but it doesn't matter (...), its < guide demon > makes it disappear.

I took a shower of purple blood to be baptized in my crucifixion-conscious movement.

Cold blood that causes your heart to shrink.

The blood hung on the murasame blade instantly dissolved to give it a sulfur-like odor.

During those moments, you absorb all the cold purple blood that comes down on me into your body.

The smell is just blood.

Purple blood slapping his face also swallowed his lips to moisturize his throat as he licked them with his tongue.

It doesn't taste like wild strawberries in summer.

Purple, it doesn't taste like grape juice... but it tastes like medium, intense blood.

If there was bread here, it would be a communion ceremony.

"Take it and eat, this is my body"

and remember some of the Gospel by Matthew of the Bible -.

Rotate the murasame blade in your palms that you had in a whimsical mood that you might want a cowboy hat.

The steel patterned roll, which was rotated to handle the small gun, was then returned to a dedicated sword belt at the waist in a gentle motion.

"- Shuya, fall!

Hygria was speaking up on the bank of the river.

Yes, she's right.

The guiding demon hand has been turned off, so it is inertial and falling even while performing such a motion (gunspin).

As it were, it's dobon in the river.

And I thought I'd fall into the river...

Never mind, I've got some magic in mind.

It is Water Control, a water flow operation.

The soles of his feet adhered to the river so as to manipulate the surface of the snugly flowing river beneath his feet.

On his back, he walks over the river in the mood of getting dragonfly wings.

It may be possible to go beyond my imagination to fight in the water using Spirit Pearl.

It can travel like a pneumonia!

A moon of flames, lightning, water?

"Nah!? When it comes to steeple fields, you do water magic with extreme nature and no chanting?

The words of Hygria, which are astonishing, echo in my ears.

Conscious of making her voice louder toward her like that,

"- I have a pet named Balmint, and I learned from reading a magic book that Bal received from the high and ancient dragon" High Enchanted Dragonia, "a dragon woman who lives in a place where she specializes in living as a high and ancient dragon" High Enchanted Dragonia, "no, Dragon Mother, Originally, Dragon Sister Sajihari."

I heard my words. As Hygria was excited to hide her mouth with both hands,

"... a lot just goes by... and... I feel it..."

And, talking like squeaking, twisting hips with creases.

And he was trembling when he stuck his chest out and hit his body to expose it.

The shape of silver armor has changed slightly to appeal to the shape of the chest.

"... the male of the highest turn who taught my name. Naturally I knew he was a great male...... but he wants to cross his fists again! I thought strongly...... and I want to lick and sweet bite. I want to feel love... Dear Divine Wolf Harleia and Bimoon God..."

Hygria shyly confesses and squeals.

When the skin stained red with thin silver hair as if it had given off some hot air from all over her body, she was starting to squeeze her inner thighs.

I'm going to keep eye contact, and the tail movement is cute.

Attractive highglia flying some pheromones and thinking it might be a good turn,

"- Be careful that the river stands on the river!

Ooh, my grandfather's voice made me scratch...

Oh, no, no, no, Grandpa Tong, who was supposed to have evacuated with the Names... on the riverside...

Hygria said, "Grandpa Idiot! Stay back, you can't see them!" And he was angry at Grandpa Tong, who had his chestnut resting on his mouth on the side of the river bank with a swallowing face, but that's a word you can say, and I won't say it.

Let's leave Grandpa Tong to Hygria like this.

On the contrary, I no longer have to worry about Hygria popping up.

She walks up to the Names when she grabs Grandpa Tong.

All right - I enjoy walking on the water in combination with aerial warfare as it is.

It's fun because the vibrations and feelings that come on the soles of your feet change from time to time, like natural waterbeds, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

What do you care, you're new to walking on water in action?

Ma, because it's unchanging, I can call it a craftsmanship - I feel like a immortal.

Traveling around the middle of a fast-flowing river as if dragonfly feathers roared or disarmed demonic martial arts, subtly timed to jump -.

- Next time, do you want to dance on the water with Helme?

While training for Spirit Pearl Thought, Pilla ~.

Pair of skating. Let the grading be around Imoliza.

But thank God for Akresis.

Then we pray to the old god, the god of the curse, but also to Master Cockobrundzu.

Oh no, the spear integrated with Schmihazer's left arm is also a curse relationship......

For me, maybe it's something that has something to do with the curse system.

I felt like such a believer and said that the moonlight reflected on the water was beautiful... I saw the river below.

Water in the river flowing with purple magical light.

Aquatic plants mixed with the river...... the sight of the moonlight illuminating them beautifully is impressive.

I even thought about it when I was in Crystal Pond, but I even felt fantastic and into the world of painting.

It's like walking through Monet's garden, Giverney.

I thought of the garden that such a great artist loved, but now I'm in the middle of a battle.

So as I traveled far as I blew, I followed Schmihazer, who was still spinning.

The gray hair on Schmihazer's head is snuggled with purple blood.

He was shaking his whole body exposed to the shape of a large skull.

He finally stops moving, hanging by the branches of the trees that jumped off the riverbank.

Dressed to hang out in the air.

Schmihazer in the hanging man state of a tarot card.

When I lifted my left arm, which turned into an evil spirit spear, I was making a phantom woman emerge from that evil spirit spear pattern.

No, the phantom woman thing. It's a move that looks like Iglood is out on his own volition.

Looking strong in that ego, she was moving her torso as she twisted the magic rays that connected her to do the hanging.

And when he troubledly tangles his hands around Schmihazer's thick neck, he turns his gaze to his belly.

"- Schmihazer, is your stomach hurting? Pathetic..."

Yes, Iglood spoke in an evil voice.

She moves the phantom into her lower abdomen.

I don't mouth the tip of a giant cock dripping like a horny devil.

but he had a bare gesture of smelling Schmihazer's groin.

And with a conceived face, mouth it with leafy lips to the wound cleaved with a murasame blade, with a serpent-like green tongue, do not repeat the trick of licking that wound......

Suspiciously twist yourself so that you can pose as to show off your helmet ass.

He was glowing red eyes.

"Hehe, hehe, but for that matter -"

Leaving words to put Iglood-like evil on the table, in the universe...

He was releasing chrome-green-colored disastrous magic from evil spiritual spears with wave-like movements.

Cover Schmihazer's half with its suspicious magic.

Schmihazer was upset.

He's feeling the sacubus mesmerizing behavior that makes Iglood feel horny.

The giants rock their big bodies with their unstoppable movements.

Then, the thick eyelids of the demon's eye were lowered in a clear manner and repeated the peculiar blink of raising them.

"Guggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggh"

Schmihazer with chrome-green magic.

Whether he suffers or is happy, from his voice and face, I can't tell.

But it's still a big mouth.

He is giving a peek at the fierce teeth of his teeth filling his mouth.

The breathing sounds that constantly leak out of that flock of teeth are so intense......

More purple blood erupting from the wound?

And I don't know if Iglood's mouth pissed him off or if the Evil Spirit Spear was happy...

Schmihazer that dazzles the demon eyes of his eyes.

He spread his mouth so as to enlarge his jaw as it was and continued to roar like a beast.

Frankfurt-sized lips tremble every time......

There is an atmosphere where you are likely to hear another voice from that crowd of teeth growing in your mouth: 'Bring your prey'.

About that time, the fangs were sharp and some of them protruded.

Huge mouth or remembering the old days......

That's the gramba I ran into underground.

... the strange movements of the cracked and leaping tongues beneath that mouth are similar.

But a feather like a gramba, it's not on his back.

With no organs like gas mask protective equipment under his mouth, Schmihazer would be a completely different unknown species than Gramba.

I remember when I was running away from such a monster in the underground world, the moment I froze my spine...

Hmm? A single longitudinal muscle enters the demon mark of the bloody wet laryngeal skull.

The longitudinal muscle is a wound like a sharp blade spanned in the longitudinal direction.

It peels from left to right so that the surface of such a wound breaks......

... Uh-huh, Hiroshi is opening your account.

And the torn shape that was the demon mark was deforming into an annoying shape...

It has an obnoxious round hole about mid depth that seems to lead to the back of the head.

Thyroid cartilage and the meat around it had also undergone distortion.

Come on...... I didn't know your mouth would change, are you seriously gramba based?

And right after I thought about it, the baby size head protruded from around the top of that hole's plump and swollen bean size.

Besides, both eyes are sewn in black thread in a mess.

Ugh, what the hell...

Spooky baby-sized head spinning cuckoo.

The magic concentrates on the rotating head and the mouth grows.

When the tongue tangled with blood makes a winding sound,

"... become a true magical circle ~. Demon -" A guerrade, fuglu lo focale "!

The voice of a baby with stitched eyes is a totally unimaginable voice.

It seems young but old fashioned.

It's a different voice than Schmihazer's, including the left and right armor.

And as if the strange demonic sound emitted by the baby got its shape......

The R letter wrapped around the eyeliding Yangitis comes up in my mouth.

Flaming letters? And with the R letter?

Furthermore, a small wand wrapped around the fire emerged from an obnoxious shaped hole that was at the bottom of the baby's head behind the letter.

Little magic wand with fire?

The pattern looks like metal...... an item of fire attribute?

The magic wand goes straight through your mouth as you rotate.

It overlapped with the R letter that was floating ahead of my mouth.

R letters overlapping the wand disappear when they are finely small in particle form.

But whether the wand had taken in the power of the disappeared R letter, the fire surrounding the small magic wand was swollen.

Let's heat up our mouths. Normally it would suck......

The only thing I have is a bunch of teeth and a monster's tongue, so are you okay?

The small magic wand that wraps around the fire even while you think so moves forward through the mouth where the broken tongue swims ahead.

The wand was out of the giant lips.

But you think I'm gonna get my shoulders and a good wand out of my mouth?

I haven't deformed my tongue like a dead butterflyman Shale...

Is this guy a chunk of an item all over his body?

Actually, there's a secret door in the coffin, like, seventy tricks to open it up there?

"... are you a tease box? Like the name of a giant coffin..."

Imagine opening a box like that, as soon as I heard...

The fleshskin of the Devil's Mark, which was cracked to the left and right of his mouth, reverted to wrapping the baby in a cloth of flesh.

A meat skin door that wraps around a baby without eyes.

The motion to plug the hole and sew the meat door with live meat yarn like a fine mite so as to close the nasty hole......

Disgusting, but odd and funny......

such a huge mouth shut Schmihazer raised a niggle and a cheek before

"... odd to say, but no. This is the result of the demon mark."

And he spoke as he moved on to his proud expression.

So did he give the seal of Misty's forehead, the kind on Eva's feet, to his throat?

"... that you were given it? A demon's mark is a crest."

"Yes, but unexpectedly"

"What is it?"

"I see you don't know much about the Demon Mark"

"I don't know, I have a demon mark..."

I tried to say I didn't know, but on my neck...

There are signs of Vermina's "Dream Dark Celebration", which is called Nightmare Goddess, Nightmare Queen, etc.

It could be a substitute to be called the Demon Mark.

And does it strike a demon mark on your chest?

This idea…….

Once upon a time, the Han I beat, the Heavy Knight Chief Crude, who had been sent from a religious state to the Holy King, heard...

He's going to deny it with an awesome sword screen, but, well, the stamp's different.

It's a valuable extra skill.

Besides, Misty told me about a dream she had been seeing since she was a young girl.

Bon was also shining a special crest when using enchanted magic.

Perhaps there are several kinds when it comes to demon marks.

You call a crest stained mark... or just a demon stamp all the time?

"... you have no power like the great Hoffman."

Schmihazer stares at me like a disappointment.

"Where you have that disappointing look on your face, I'm sorry, but I don't think I have the power to be like your husband. I don't know what kind of power that is, do I? And because my family has that demon mark as a noble crest, I just happen to know about one end of that power and its ability."

Lucival, does Lucival's crest tree fall under the Devil's Mark system?

"... ho, do spears have relatives with demon marks?"

Oh, my mouth slipped and leaked information about my family (Lucival).

To buy Lolo time to come back instead......

Or I guess this Schmihazer is buying time, too.

Between the appearance of another spear and the recovery of the injured body?

The small magic wand wrapped around the fire was spinning as it moved over Schmihazer's head.

And it creates a shower of blood from the tip of the cane, still wielding blood.

Sparky bright red blood.

Schmihazer was purple blood, but the color being released from the wand is not purple.

After all, is that wiggling blood a recovery system?

I'm not recovering, either, but with the addition of arm armor arbor, do you want to transform into an evolutionary version of Halhonk's Devil Dragon King armor?

No, not yet, I still don't show you the defensive cloth stone.

The fibrous quality of the pitch-black battle suit Gas Transform that covers my belly has been regenerated for a long time...

But I feel the healing of the sword wound on my belly and the wound on my palm is slow.

I can't tell if it's both or just one of the divine and demonic swords stabbed in the ground......

I'm pretty sure those swords will have a special blade.

Later, check it out.

Moga seems to be hurting me.

Now, before we transform, let's get some information from him about the Devil's Eye and Hoffman.

Between healing and putting out the demon spear, Schmihazer also buys time and decides to talk.

Plus, I don't feel like Schmihazer's behavior has a back (...).

There's a back, there's a bottom...

I was also concerned about the words Schmihazer had just spoken in his pompous mouth.

Hoffman gave me the order to check it out. I can interpret it.

That's how I moved my mouth, overlapping my thoughts.

"... than that, the ability of the lattice-shaped net you just released from the demonic eye... lolo, is the power that brought my partner's black tentacles together a skill? Magic?"

That's a pain in the ass. I don't want to get tangled up either.

Well, when I bathed, I bathed. Here comes a special attack weapon from the blood chain armor that becomes a single blood spear of its own...

"Right? Skills."

"Hoffman told me he took it right away."

"Exactly, Master Hoffman gave it to me."

All right, it's you, Schmihazer, who speaks well.

Let's lift his mood Hotogis......

In that mood, breaking alkaic, smiling and conscious of eye power,

"... you're a great Hoffman. So, who had it originally?

Yeah, when I asked.

If we were to compare it with Imoliza, the great Schmihazer took action like a cupid reaction.

"- A wise man of the West is a secret knight who protects one! Mr. Hoffman was looking for Lindell's antidote, and he was very pleased with the skills he had acquired and complimented me on my work. As a reward, I gave it to you! Due to its high magic consumption, it has limited handling... but it is highly effective against giant beasts"

I've been honest with you.

I feel delighted from Schmihazer's white brow movement, which I speak with pleasure at any rate...... I dare not point out the movement of my lips.

"... Hoffman has the power to transfer abilities like skills, demon stamps, etc."

"That's right, spears. Would you have been interested?

It's Schmihazer's word, but somehow, it's a Hoffman tone.