Tower of Karma

The roar echoed across the heavens. Even at distances that are not supposed to reach voices and so on, the desperate pressure transmitted from the air reaches. Paul, Lütes, Boltos, and others immediately spot it as the Black Wolf King and Goddess of War, either because of their sensitivity. Each one thinks of what happens by its appearance. It was obvious but not a good feeling.

"Hurry, you guys!

"Yes!"

There was a slight delay because it pinched Maalburg, but the speed of that legion was unusual enough to subtract it.

'Wind' runs faster than anyone else. Before the scare that I felt earlier devoured the main force...

with the 'thunder' that follows behind it.

Paul felt on his skin that he had a bad feeling. Usually Paul doesn't make it very good to take the feeling as a certainty, but only this time it was too big. We have to hurry. The intimidation that blew up on the battlefield earlier. It's not a good substitute for humans to put together.

"Is this the new giant star? I don't know which, but it's awesome."

"Right. But with all that speed, it would only be reached by the horseback squad, and I think there's as much to do. Assuming it's a small number,"

"If I were alone, I would be. But don't forget, there's another one out there."

"... although I think the rank of strength falls considerably"

"What do you think? I haven't even shown that guy the bottom yet. As the black wolf was called king and showed a further leap, the man could not have stopped again"

"…? If you do, you have to hurry."

"Exactly. Everybody, we're gonna get back what we usually loosen up!

The Golden Knights who follow them say, "Respond! shouted." Their arrival, which combines even Garias' finest skill and power, changes the battlefield. The question is, can you keep it in a state where the battlefield can dictate?

(If you're the man who's done the math so far, you can't be stuck in this situation. What strength was hidden, how much? Mind you, brains of a new king)

That is all.

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The gate opens. Only a handful of Garias soldiers, who were supposed to be there 50,000, realized that one important thing. Others were caught in the gravitational pull of the Black Wolf King, even when they were away. Too horrible a presence. Organs and blood scattered in the distance. The sight of destruction is there. Any destruction that comes to you. There will be no one else who can accept being ravaged.

So a lot of people just look at the fear in front of them.

"The gates are bad, Daltanian!

"I'll go. Liddy needs to get a little distance, sort things out and get back on track."

"Better wait for right-wing Aquitania"

"In just a few moments, he can do anything. It definitely stops. Don't worry, I'm pretty strong, too. We are the king's left and right. I'll protect you, Garias."

A man who admired him like his brother laughed. The laugh is as usual and its back looks bigger than usual. Lydiane doesn't know. how important the man was to her. She doesn't know. The more I think about it...

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William's participation in the war was a very quiet one. Everyone is taking their gaze to the wolf herd that he has all assaulted. That would also be irrelevant. The horseback riding squad behind William, because even they look there and there. I can't help it if it's Garias, who is a party. I don't have a choice.

(I get jealous. You've always been stronger than me. I still keep my gaze to myself)

Living in the chest is negative emotion. It's always in me. Seven years ago, before that, I hadn't been out of control of that oversized complex. It's not gone now either. But I wore the art of seeing things disconnected.

"Oh, it looks good today"

The leading William starts accelerating loosely. Still, my gaze is on the other side, looking all the way west. They may not notice until they are approached and slashed like this.

"White Knight Y!

But a country called Garias wasn't sweet enough to forgive it.

A knight thrusting wildly. In the lead, that knight came this way at full speed in an attempt to smash his protruding head. It was the Arcadia faction that was poked at the void. No one was in a position to cover William.

"Huh, 'silver crown'? Still a good sensibility."

The man's name is "Silver Crown" Jean-Marie de Yubo. It boasts one of the leading forces in Gallias, and one-on-one strength is noteworthy. Especially when it comes to opponents with character, they want to culminate in their fighting power and struggle. The man who's also known as Killer...

"I'll take you down! White Knight Y!

It was burning at its best now. Maximum output, Marie this happened is strong.

(Before this, I was stopped from making changes in the rear discharge. If so -)

Beautiful sturdy, Marie pulling out a beautiful and supple thin sword.

Horses approach. I went in between swords.

(I'll make you change first! This is my "Silver Crown" sword!

The poking. But the cutting edge is shaky and I don't know where it will be released from. Marie herself took a long time to control the change. An unfulfilled and invisible sword to receive at first sight. It is a collection of "silver crowns".

"Take it! My sword, who will change freely!

A sharp poke released from it. I can't decide to take it by my own sword.

(I win!

A moment from there. Marie drowned in a sure victory. I don't understand the reality in my eyes. I don't want to. So the brain feeds him endless footage of victory.

The sword had been bladed just before he poked his heart with William's finger. That hand can't even be playing in this phase with the left hand, the dominant arm. Draw a knife right after you grab the sword. The sword lightly doubles Marie's torso. It was too easy, and its fate was confirmed.

"There are limits to the range of human movement. If Dayuan is limited, it will not be free to change. I didn't know what caused your defeat. The human body."

The cut was William and I couldn't see. But even if you can't see it, there's a way to guess. Even if you can't see the cutting-edge, the movement of your hands, the movement of the muscles that move your hands, the answer can be reversed if you follow it all. Don't defy the answer and don't doubt your popped up solution.

The speed and execution of that thought was beyond the understanding of the ordinary man.

The pride of the moment, the weakness of myself that has brought the end forward. Marie opened her mouth before the end when her fantasy was vanishing into pain and even that pain was about to disappear if she realized it. Make everyone aware of their death and alert the man in front of them. That should considerably reduce the sacrifice.

"Everybody run!

Soul scream. Let's just...

The only thing that passed on to the atmosphere was the wind-cut noise. Marie was the only one who thought she could scream. Marie finally realised her condition when she was cut off and fell to the ground by the sight of no one turning her gaze and no one reacting. Double-cut, and sharp wounds engraved on the throat. The air is leaking. They were taking away words without realizing it.

(Barrel, stuff, meh)

A flash of defense. William wins and moves on. My men behind me fear and fight that quiet ravaging play. A monster who made a man so proud of his strength look overwhelmed as if he were even dealing with a miscellaneous soldier. Besides, no one's even turned a blind eye yet.

This immense danger as it stands.

"Now, keep your head down lightly"

William squeezes his bow quietly. The unleashed arrows shot through the head of the man, thinking of him as the enemy general. Stay ahead of William, and 2,000 horseback riders will be buried in Garias' 50,000. Then he eats into his enemies, giving them no time for noise to infect, and quietly deprives them of only talented people. A turmoil had caused Garias' own flock to hide the enemy, Arcadia.

The king of wolves barks. In contrast to that enthusiasm, William was setting up a slow-acting poison in a quiet motion. The loss of good people can sometimes be a greater pain than the loss of 10,000 soldiers. It's better if you're young. Because it will damage the future as well.

"That's pathetic, the sight of people being lost."

That being said, I won't loosen any of those hands.

I don't see the bottom of the White Knight. To the bottomless battle, many of Garias hadn't even noticed yet.

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Lancelo remembers the monster of the day when he saw Wolfe, who had turned him into exactly no enemy. It looks overlapping on that monster, the 'fierce sun', who defeated the Knight King, whom we do not respect, and defeated the maiden of war, whom we did not love.

"Gahaha, what's up superpower!? Don't be frightened!

Now the man, truncated like a miscellaneous soldier by the teeth of a black wolf, was a samurai quite famous even in Garias. Lancelo made several arrangements as well, but couldn't think of losing without a hand or leg like that.

That's all the difference in local power.

"This is a piece of shit!

"Don't lick Garias!

Two knights hung up. They are the next generation of Hope, who grew young and came to the last seat of a hundred generals. It was full of strength and matured as a general with daily experience. At the dawn of ripeness it would surely have become a talent that would have brought a lot to Garias.

Wolf taking two swords at the same time. Not shaded by the look on his face.

"I'm not allowed to use a double sword, except to turn one into a defense or something small. Only supergenius like me, the most powerful supercreature is allowed. For what? You don't know that, do you? One hand, for one. Both hands together for two. You're not twice as strong as an ordinary man, and you don't make it in the first place, you know, a double sword. I mean, what are you trying to say?

I won't be scared to push it in with both hands. Instead, the pressure just increases. Young they did not know the distinction. I left it to the momentum to jump in.

The wolf's fangs line up, inside.

"I said I'm strong!

As it was, Wolf pushed his sword into his side, crushing it at the mercy of his strength as soon as it was shaped to put him to sleep. Young they scatter witnessing incredible things. Both his hands, his sword, his armored, his forged body, his crushed skeleton, all in an instant. Together they became meat chunks. This is not an easy sight to see. Miserable as if he had pulled his torso and lower body by force and cut it a thousand times. It wasn't human work.

Blood and organs dance. The shaken sword involves some organ and falls to the ground.

Rigidity in the sun. The body, which became even more saggy than it had been seven years ago, was huge even in the whole of Laurencia, and there was a miracle there: a supple body.

"Well, Temeer's next, or the lake knight."

I caught Lancelo approaching Wolf's sense of smell.

"Stop if you're alone. I'm better than El Sid right now, right?

The atmosphere was beyond human. Stronger off the girder than El Sid I confronted. Even with the same fierce sun in Lancelo and Wolf in the first place, there was a great opening to its strength. A state where you ate one or a knight king and a war maiden and gained some fulfillment. A state in which one or more people have exceeded themselves to the point of their limits. Even the same El Sid is too different.

And this is what Wolfe says.

I'm stronger now than El Sid was back then.

"Then why don't you and I take it?"

It was Garonne from The Dragon Killer who emerged from a different direction. The most powerful samurai in Akvitania, who had ever held his breath, took up a black wolf and came to the table for it.

"I won't let you say no."

"Don't feel bad. Now the samurai of Gallias, the triumph of the country comes first"

Garnia's mightiest knight, who served the best king of Garnia, ridden with the knight of the lake. Now he is equal to the left and right of the king, who crowned "The King's Sword" as Garias' mightiest knight. And the other ran around the battlefield for a long time, and Garonne, a warring samurai with blades several times with all the giants.

"Can I give you a hand?

Asking Wolfe is its belly,

"I'm not here. I don't want to lose momentum either. Push it, don't be late, you bastards!

Anatol The following makes you laugh bitterly and like the king. Finally, an enemy with some teeth has arrived. I can't help but want to have fun. There hasn't been a decent match for me in the last seven years. This kind of encounter is more important than anything to a king who has grown too strong.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

"No, I think we can do that, huh?

Lancelo and Garonne heightened their fighting spirit to answers that had long been said off.

We are also proud to have risen to heights as samurai. Let's do it in the middle of a battle between the two of us. I'm licking too much.

"Then let's give it a try!

"How much?"

Two monsters have arrived for Wolfe. Look at that. Wolf breaks his face.

"I really do it carefully, but this one's super few, and that one's super many. That's why I'm not clueless. Garias, I'll carve you the strongest!

A black wolf pulled out his exfoliating fangs with a roar of joy.