Yakudatazu Skill ni Jinsei o Sosogikomi 25-nen, Imasara Saikyou no Boukentan Midori Kashi no Akira

On the verge of a witch launching a deadly blow, a man with a shield as the wind leapt forward.

In response to that movement, a gaze that drives the mind mad from the pocky, empty orbit is poured.

but the man doesn't stop.

- < Unbreakable Soul Gang >.

The soul had already gained immovable protection.

A shield is raised to cover Yuryl, and a giant tree is slammed there.

The tremendous sound of trembling atmosphere echoed all the way across the fog.

But its flesh, boasting of its unbelievable hardness, makes it stand up to its dozens of times its weight from the top.

Garoud, who brilliantly took the witch's wand, gave a mundane grin.

At the time of the antagonism, someone just pops right out of the side.

Tor with a blue cape.

That and the other, the red-haired swordsman Russell continues.

For this moment, they were lurking on the edge of the whole floor.

Running, Russell unleashes a silver sword, revealing a long sword body.

But what people use is what they use.

Its total length does not extend to giant trees at all.

Tiny beings running at your feet, and vain cavity eyes moving.

With it (not retroactively), Tor and the others at once packed the distance to the Witch wand that Garud would stop.

A deeply breathtaking Russell wields a great sword as she unleashes her entire body's fighting spirit.

In common sense, only a little blade tip will eat into the trunk of the tree and finish.

No, just the old trees after the annual wheel, that might not even be possible.

But the next moment, it was an incredible sight played out in front of the watching adventurers.

"Whoa whoa whoa!!!

With the scream of the swordsman, his gripping sword is wrapped in the flames of the Red Lotus.

-.

This martial arts technique, which hits the top of < Fiery Break >, is a technique that holds fireworks that burn down every ghost in its blade.

It is said that if it burns completely, even the scales of the ancient dragons can be cut off.

However, to get that much heat, having a little time was the downside of this hoarding move.

Thor's hand, stretched out, was accompanied by Russell's sword.

-.

After an instant of sixteen seconds of time, a fierce flame erupts from its tip.

More.

Incidentally with tremendous momentum, the flames stretch heavenly high as they draw vortexes.

At the same time, the color changes from red to white.

Russell with a huge white sword in the upper stages.

The figure was like a hero who rushed to the crisis of his lady and carried a shining sword to heaven.

My body is twisted from a smooth step and all my powers are transferred to my arms.

As the white firepillar drew an arc, it was slammed against the witch's wand.

At the next moment, Oki had been amputated without sound.

Leaving a white dissolving cutting surface, the tip of the wand falls over the round thick floor to make a heavy noise.

Russell flew away quietly exhaling, letting him show off his unlikely cleavage.

And the chills I've been waiting for move.

Momentum buoyant Storm Peak Alliance leaderships squeeze bowstrings to their limits.

Next to it Tapa similarly set the bow, carefully setting the aim.

The wind called by Tali standing behind the two rapidly clears the fog behind the witch.

"... Let's go"

A swirling atmosphere hits each other over the head of the wind, releasing an irregular sound of ear damage.

Further magic was poured in, and the wind freed once and for all as it resonated.

-.

By hitting and vibrating the wind at high speeds, it creates a continuous wave of sound, resonating it with the subject, an upper branch magic technique that collapses from within.

The aim is the witch's left foot.

A treble that cannot be captured by the constant creates countless fine holes in the surface of the mud.

There was an arrow unleashed.

- < Hundred track arrow rows (hiccup) >.

Chill's best martial arts technique is that of creating an arrow of air that looks just like itself with the arrows released.

An arrow straight to the target.

Nearly a hundred wind trajectories around it create and chase away one after the other.

The rain of arrows ravaged the feet of the mud, which were thickening, without any mercy.

But instantly the mud flourishes and moves to complement the lost parts.

-.

Tapa's arrow, which set the target, flew there without a sound.

A whirlwinding blow in the spiral shoots through a point in the knee where the force was exerted without the madness of the dimensions.

Now it was time for the witch, whose left leg had been completely broken, to tilt its giant greatly.

Move the wand in your hand, but a significant portion of its tip has been slashed off, making it impossible to perform its original role.

This was what Thor aimed for.

No matter how many attacks a body made of mud makes, it plays as long as it touches the swamp.

But the cane of a dead tree doesn't either.

Suppose the unbalanced giant is stabilized by supporting it with three points, you can seal the motion if you remove one of them.

In time...

On that occasion, a new man was added.

It's Godan, the butler you can count on.

The Tea Horn shield packs the distance from the witch so as to circle in from the right.

And at the same time it embodies the struggle that had accumulated to the upper limit as it stepped into the range.

- < Iwasaruyi Iron (Cancer) >.

The < Rock Pile Formation > calls it just a rocky mountain, but it seems that the will of the earth will come at its top.

What emerged through the swamp surface was a grip made of huge rocks.

A witch hit hard by a rock mass behind her remaining right foot knee lightly loses equilibrium and collapses to the ground.

The tip of the mud mass toward him was on a round floor prepared by the Tors.

Slowly falling down, the witch hits a hard floor and shakes the earth violently.

The mud splash rose high and pushed one side around like a tsunami.

Thor and Russell stick out their swords and manage to stop on the spot.

The two shieldmen seemed equally bearable.

The witch, piled high on the round floor, moves her hands unnecessarily to get up.

But because he was cut off from the swamp, his tender body was merely shuddering.

The witch creeps her hair and circles her neck trying to spot the humans who put herself in such an eye.

But that face doesn't move as if it was fixed in the air.

At last the witch's head descends within reach of the magic moves, a rap flaming man and a red-haired swordsman advance and line up beside Yuryl.

When they lifted their canes and their fine swords, the three chanted their prayers in high spirits.

"Moonlight, tie it -"

"The Red Tree in search of battle. Use that blade to burn down the enemy in front of you -!"

"O a tree of heavenly scorching brilliance. Now is the time to rock its branches and spread its leaves. Bloom to your heart, mourning flower of cremation that brings ashes -"

The earliest Euril magic move to activate invokes a hollow, empty moon.

An overflowing wave of silver light brought cold air to freeze even the air.

Occasionally a huge mass of mud solidifies as it is covered in white ice.

Then, from Bettina's slender sword tip, a bright red runoff broke.

It goes straight for heaven, and when I wonder if it has branched into nine, it pours one after the other down to the frozen witch with even more thickness.

The part pierced by the red light instantly evaporated, releasing intense hot air as it melted loosely.

And finally, over Baluconia's head, a massive mass of burning flames emerge like bright red roses.

Sprinkling with firepowder petals, the fireball struck the head of the witch.

One red flame after another blooms like a flower, burning out its hair without leaving a single bottle.

What remained after the release of the three upper branch magic moves was the appearance of a mutilated witch whose mud had evaporated and whose remaining parts had also been frozen white and solidified.

Baluconia opens her eyes wide to that unmoved appearance.

And leaked a small grunt.

"............ no way, you won!?

When Bettina also twirled her sword and put it in her sheath, she gave it a superb grin.

Keep going to the neighbor, Yuryl, and give me your hand...

Something black flew in and pierced my chest.