Vorpal Rabbit and Fortress Uncle

Fire is rising.

The rusted iron feet that appeared endlessly from the small nest dug in every corner of the cave instantly carbonized black.

The blade dances.

A hundred feet that jumped up as they rolled themselves, splattering black and purple poisonous blood, slicing their bodies into seven pieces.

"Nyaaaa!? What if my tail is on fire!?"

"Kufufu, it's going to get even faster and even stronger."

"Uhihi!? Stop knocking Kecket-C off all directions indiscriminately!"

With a spear wrapped in the wind and a knife, he strives for a fierce kariya in the back of the cave.

Me, Kettle C and Mel's immediate joint front were challenging each other with fierce momentum as they exchanged words with each other.

However, there is clearly no limit to a herd of iron rusted full legs with enhanced status once more than usual, perhaps with adjusted lip times and pop counts.

Originally, it was a surrounding position that was somewhat disturbing when it came to hitting the karia, but now it looks like a robust Kimikaze to protect the king.

For a moment, even if I could feed Kariya one by one, the next moment it would come from inside the cave and be pushed away by the red and black waves of iron rust.

"Nyahhhhhh, I can't get rid of it!"

"Even a stream of driftstone fangs can't wipe out this amount."

Kettle C waves a three-bladed double sword like that.

His slashing also defeats more than a dozen feet at once, but the supply is far higher.

"--hah, I can't help it."

Suddenly, Mel's hand stopped.

With her remarkable movement stopped at the end of the range, the iron rust 100 feet, which had been tightly suppressed, approached at once.

"Mel!?"

"Nyah. If you give up, it's over there."

She laughs invincibly at us looking back in surprise.

"Don't be silly. If I give up so easily, you don't really think so."

She opens the window and manipulates it.

To protect her standing defenselessly, Ket C. and I intercepted her without time to breathe.

"I don't really want to use this hand because I'm a flame mechanic."

"What are you talking about?!?If there's any secret, let's get it out of here! "

Mel slips his short fingers when rinsed.

Seeing her with such leeway, Kettle C shivers her beard.

"Don't rush me. I don't usually use it, so I don't set it as a slot."

"I think it would be nice if you hurry up!?"

Cut off the iron rust from the front with "Wolves".

No matter how many range attack moves you've assembled, there's a limit to the origin of Wind Fang Stream.

Now that the big pillar of Mel is gone, it is desperate to push back a huge crowd of people just by myself and Ket C. The word "impossible" is even blushing.

Okay, we're ready.

Mel!

"Kufufu, thank you for buying me some time."

"Let's do it!"

Ket C shouts.

Mel nodded with satisfaction to an unimaginably impatient voice from his usual laid-back appearance.

"― Floating Water Polo "

Water is produced from the protruding little palm.

It took a sphere the size of a basketball and floated fluffily in the air.

"Water Class Arts!?"

"Mel, you... did you use that?"

Mel looks at us all the same in surprise.

"After all, this is still the top player of mechanics.It's not like I can't use it or not. "

While saying so, the water polo goes slowly through the cave.

I was surprised that Mel, who specializes in fire attributes, used water-class art, but when I think calmly, I don't think this situation can be handled.

"Floating Water Polo" is a beginner art that can be mastered at an early stage considering the shortness of the chant (code).

It's not strange to buy it at the Art Chip Shop in Susano's baseline.

"Mel! What are you doing!?"

"Don't worry, you'll see soon enough."

A water polo that slowly travels over a flock of feet.

And because I don't remember any sense of crisis, I don't even pay attention to iron rust.

"Come on, Reggie. Throw a full foot at that water polo."

Ha!?

"Come on, hurry up."

Mel pushes me in a hurry.

I don't know why, but I'm just convinced that Letty and the others watching behind me will look different, and I'll do what she says.

"I wish I could put it in that sphere."

"Oh, don't kill me."

"I'm not kidding."

Run out.

If the top player in the Melee Fighter category of Kettle C has the corresponding attack power, it will be defeated with a single blow, no matter how powerful it is.

But with my spear, I'm sure I can hold back the output and put up with it.

"Nyah, I'll take care of the Statue Elephant, so let's just do what Mel says."

"Thank you!"

The concurrent ket C rips apart the iron rust 100 feet.

If possible, I'd like to throw 100 feet from a place close to that water polo.

I don't have the Throw skill, so I'm almost lucky to be able to put my foot where Mel intended.

"Claw stealing, the sixth move, 'The shadow coat is chaotic'!"

Countless slashes are compressed and released in an instant.

The explosion blew away all the iron rust in the surrounding area, and a blank zone appeared in the bundle.

Nice, Kettle C.

Gyah

I would like to express my gratitude to Keket C. for arranging the venue for me to move easily.

Suddenly depleting the LP, he answered with a moaning voice, feeling lazy.

Do you want that?

Pick one of the few lucky owners who escaped the slash in the space he opened.

I pointed my spear at the rusty 100 feet and stared straight at the water polo.

" Swirling spear !"

Use the hammer throwing technique to spin the spear.

With your feet on the axis, hold the spear for a long time and shake it up with the utmost force.

A hundred feet pierced into the tip of the sky are subjected to a centrifugal force and fly high into the sky.

The Power Scale is low because it is a low-skill band technique.

Though the HP of 100 feet was about half that of 10 feet, the skin of my neck was connected.

"Kufufu, Reggie, this is great."

Po-chan and his dying feet jumped into a water polo floating in the air.

The ripple spreads, the water droplet pops out and returns to the water balloon.

At that moment, I felt a fierce enthusiasm from behind.

"'Burning nails, fiery fingers, heat wave flesh, 29131; crusty skin, destroy all kinds of mercy, and make Shura's alley into a graveyard of gravel.Shake the blaze of fire, and burn your flesh.Crush the vulnerable with the arms of the rising king of fire. "

A smooth line of words echoes through every corner of the cave.

In response, it was the big arm of fire that showed up.

A burning arm that I've seen someday.

It emits enough heat to sway the surrounding landscape, but two together.

Slowly and in a worshipping manner, the palms of the hands meet each other.

"Hmm!? KET C, get down!"

"Nyaah!?"

Looking at a large hand slowly approaching to pinch a small water polo, an alarm sounded in his head.

Pull Kettle C's body unconsciously in the middle of the day, making a distance at a glance.

The next moment...

"Bwah!?"

"Nnnaaaaaaa!?"

It sounds like you can play it.

An instantaneously super-heated water balloon instantly multiplies its volume by a thousand times and swells up, pushing back everything.

Heat waves blow and everything in the cave shakes.

"Kufufu! Kuhahaha!"

Mel laughs high as she wakes up her red hair and receives the wind from the front.

Me and Ket C. were hit by a blast in the back, blown away, and rolled under her feet.

"Khhh, Khh, I wonder if you're going to kill me!"

After a massive water vapor explosion, Kettle C opened his eyes wide and stuck in Mel.

"Oh, I had to. I'm reflecting, I don't regret it."

Mel says with a firm face, Kettle C inflates the tail.

I'm sure her arts wiped out the entire cave, but there's no reason to stop Keket C.

"... I mean, if I had used that art directly on Kariya, I would have won."

I glanced at the back of the cave.

Caria, who was lifting her body with her spare face, had a high temperature blast from the front, causing her body to cramp and collapse.

He's still alive after all those explosions.

Stream stones are worthy of the Lord of the Hierarchy or the King of the Bugs.

"Okay, Keket C. I'm going to get you some food."

"Nyaa!? At least let me do it!"

He ran toward Kariya, holding his spear.

Seeing that, Keckett C. releases Mel and chases after him.

"Kufufu. Arts can be targeted from a distance."

"I'll run faster than Mel's Arts!"

"Don't you lick the light warrior's short distance!?"

In a cave full of burning odors.

Burned to death, kicked away the charcoaled hundred feet, and Mel and I competed for a slightly unusual flag.