"That's a pretty good view."
"Wow, you're a fat ant. And plenty!"
"It's sparkling, To"
"Is that the big hole? I just find it really disastrous..."
The number of Vajra ants that shine all over your body is seven.
It spreads in a fan-shaped fashion to protect the huge black roots peeking into the back of the room, waiting for the intruder.
"You let me out all at once. I'm willing to kill you."
"But it's easier said than done."
"Right. It feels like there's no afterwards."
"Huh, did you squeeze all the power for me? That's what it means to be defeated."
"Prince, didn't you just defeat one critical the other day? If you slap him like that, he'll definitely die next time."
"That was me in the past, not me in the present. Before my majesty is reborn, take it out of your heart."
The last time Tor lifted the edge of his lips softly to the point that he could not see the slightest dust in fright of the face of the "platinum clam", which should have undergone a terrible retreat.
While convinced that's why he's a Vajra, I'll bring him in to consult on the operation.
"Straccia, is it going to stand until that shell separates?
The diamond ant is characterized by its strong outer shell.
It boasts the highest hardness and is resistant to abnormal conditions as well as heat.
The brilliance emitted at even more equal intervals even fogs the heightened struggle of the approached and the magical moves of the hanging reinforcement.
Such a powerful exterior, but when subjected to constant damage, it leaves the body and turns into a large number of small Vajra ants.
The last time I swept the herd of pushing ants with Ninessa's upper branch magic moves, I got rid of the predicament, but this time it is the difficulty of seven-piece.
Straccia shrugged her shoulders deliberately as she watched the often dazzling ants.
"Hmm, don't hold it for a minute"
"Still impotent"
Although it is an advanced martial arts technique that can neutralize any physical attack, it can be said to be very incompatible because of the type that consumes a little of the struggle in the accumulated body.
"Ninessa, can you just peel the shell off?
"Without causality, you probably can't. I was wondering if I could even get a crack in it."
As long as Thor's < restore > was available, he could afford to endure it for as long as he appeared one at a time.
I was thinking about the operation in anticipation of it, but the big hole is still not sweet.
When a few of us deal with it and we can figure it out. When we can get a number of opponents, we're almost out of hitters.
Before an overwhelming number of violence, Thor scratched silently under his chin.
If you've made the biggest attack on your first hand, your winning chances may sprout if you manage to withstand it and reduce the number one by one.
The only problem is that there is no shield that can stand before the Lord of the Seven Labyrinths.
"............... no. Then why don't we just put it together?"
Along with the brave ringing, Moo activates the < Thunder Needle > and < Electric Spike >.
Losers and scumbags continue to be applied to Straccia and Tor.
Next to Sola taking a deep breath and gripping the wand, make sure Rammella calms its back.
Euril and Ninessa, standing divided to the left and right, nodded quietly in each other's eyes.
"Let's go."
"My bravery, burn it only in those eyes!
What popped up in response to Thor's voice was a stracchia with a tremendous amount of fighting.
Kick the earth and challenge the seven giant shadows with grandeur.
To the sudden reckless challenger, the lords of the labyrinth intercept inorganically without showing any color of insult.
He happened to surround the red-haired swordsman in an undisturbed and neat motion, opening his jaws one after the other in an attempt to chew his body off.
On the verge of the first jaw capturing the body, Straccia shouted high.
"Now show your sins before my two swords! -"
A whirling white flame blew up, which happened to envelop the swordsman's entire body.
A white flame-wrapped body draws a circle, and both swords protruded bounce back all the bites of the ants.
Staring at Straccia, who kept turning like a solo, Ninessa glowed those eyes bright red - < heartburn ascent >.
At the same time, from its red lips, the words of prayer to the Flaming God leak quietly.
"O a tree of heavenly scorching brilliance. Now is the time to shake its flaming branches, spread the leaves of the red..."
But the ants are not easy opponents to wait for.
After splashing a spark with several matches of slashing, the first one emitted the light of the blowout from its body.
On the verge of that, Tor was moving.
Tons, kick the ground gently.
A body that has already turned a few steps ahead into a disease rushes through so as to leave that sound behind.
Thor, who instantly entered the Vajra Ant herd, lost his temper and reached for the black-dyed Straccia armor - < restore >.
An instant white flame burned and the red-haired swordsman swirled the two blades again.
Hard sounds echo, huge jaws turn direction and lose sight of the goal.
There...
"Condolences of the cremation that brings ashes, bloom in the air -"
Flame masses in the shape of several flowers rising overhead fly in the direction indicated by the flaming user.
The flowers that hit one of the Vajra ants are scattered and sprinkled with countless ultra-high fever petals.
Heavy fires bloom one after the other, burning down the monster's body surface.
However, prior anticipation, most of the heat slips off the radiant outer shell.
Quietly exhaling, Ninessa shrugged to the ice man shaking her silver hair.
"The front seat has kept the place warm. Come on, go ahead."
Having cleverly turned his eartip to show recognition, Euril gracefully presents a cleric wand wearing a gray ice-crystal stone to the universe.
Do not hesitate to unleash the invisible force that has been infused to the limit with.
"Moonlight, tie it -"
A truly pocky and truly circular cut space appeared over the heads of the Vajra Ants.
Overflowing from its hollow hole was a piercing silver light.
In no time, the silver light covers the body of the monster and freezes it as it stops all movement.
Inside the ants, however, there remained plenty of influence wrapped in the earlier ultra-high temperatures.
An outer shell that tries to shrink against the forces within which it tries to expand.
The incompatible relationship between ultra-high heat and ultra-low temperature broke down lightly, creating a huge crack.
Countless cracks occur and one gold diamond shell after another crumbles out.
"Oh, I did it!
"Sounds like a boiled egg, Sola."
"Moo, you like eggs"
Soon, through the thin membrane of water stretched out, Sora and Moo engage in a conversation.
Next to Kugase, who exhaled like a coward, the red-haired magic technician had already embarked on his next major move.
"O leaves of the flaming tree, scatter and confuse -"
At the same time as the end of the chant, Straccia's body splits in multiple ways.
The created phantom creates even more phantoms, and countless stracchias continue to spin at high speeds with high laughter.
A large number of ants created from the fragments of the shell pushed them from next to next.
Numerous stracchias happen to be wiped out by monsters crowded with momentum above the speed at which the phantoms are born.
But time seems to have been bought enough.
Soon Tor, who had his magic completely restored to him, finishes the chant with bright red eyes again.
"-"
Once again, in a blooming storm of flaming vortexes, the little Vajra ants are swallowed up without the art of exchange.
Just to stop there, Euril also unleashed his magic.
"-"
The frozen light of all things illuminates the seven lords, and the countless ants and stracchias together.
Inside the crystal-clear shells of small Vajra ants, irregularly crackling occurs, reflecting light indiscriminately and glowing beautifully.
The next moment, at best, the monsters scattered in pieces.
Sora and Moo slap their hands in exclamation at the sparkling pieces of gilded stone.
Apparently, the extravagant and unscrupulous operation of the fourth consecutive activation of the Uebi magic moves has succeeded successfully.
If the opponent gives it all from the beginning, this one gives it all too, instead of being able to stand it.
It is a thole-like idea that favours the decisive sword muscle.
And it worked better than expected.
But it's not all over yet, it's finally half here.
The seven lords, who had lost their luminous outer shells, slowly wandered.
Remaining fragments slip off and a new shell dyed in pitch black appears from underneath.
The deafening wing noise announcing the opening of the second act rang at the bottom of the deep earth.