The footsteps of the monsters that are gathering in the aisle are so dull that they cannot be compared to the earlier black dogs.
But the difference in appearance was no less.
The form is clearly human.
But the color of the hair and skin is not to mention, not even the facial shape is certain.
All of them had been covered in the red flames that engulfed their bodies.
Did the eyeballs evaporate at all, and the empty orbits are directed towards the Tors?
At the same time the jaws of the monsters were opened wide so that they wanted something.
But instead of screaming ears out of it, I don't try to leak out one plundering voice.
The tongue, which should be in its mouth, had already been wrapped in fire and put out.
Moving burnt bodies, showing off their vain faces, push their black carbide arms forward and toward the Tors.
Most humans will be frightened by fear at that appearance, which is so innocuous.
In fact, Moo, with his hair upside down, seems to escape behind Euril and sneak a peek at only one eye.
But to the ice man who had slaughtered many aliens, that was a useless worry.
"Ice (Hard), Slippery -"
Rin's words of prayer are thrown at the herd of corpses who slowly walk.
Without leaving it between, the ground at the border between the aisle and the square was covered with gray ice.
Normally, < Ice Floor > is just a magic trick of the lower branch skills that create instability by freezing moisture on the ground.
but when used by humans with extreme icing branches, the effect is separate.
The former humans, frozen in a breath down to their knees, stopped moving lightly on the spot.
That's where Suzuru Tor comes forward.
However, the aim is not the dull corpses.
It's what lurks behind it.
As Euril thought, he seemed to succeed in stopping that leg before the burning corpses blocked the passage.
Tor kicks the ground and slips into the gap for each person left in a hard way.
The tip of sliding through the walls of the burning man was a vast space.
And waiting in the middle of that room was a monster of disastrous unity.
Its body would be two to three times as good as Thor's.
Big head and two legs supporting upright torso.
Large shoulder joint, both arms that can move extensively.
Although at first glance we have much in common with people, the details are very different.
The first thing that stands out is the thick, long tail you see wrong on the third leg.
Plus both hands are long enough to likely reach the ground.
Extremely, it was in that they were all covered in numeness and unique glossy red skin.
Furthermore, the head shaping is highly different from people's.
There is no hair, and it is the flames that emit red light that wrap around its scalp.
From the area in contact with the eye, two outstretches stretch out like arcing horns, and the mouth cuts forward like a beak, with the tip swirling like a bud.
When I wondered if the part had been accidentally unraveled, it opened exactly like a petal.
Shivering six pointed jaws lined with sloppy fangs, the monster raised a deafening wild roar.
At the same time its right arm lifts.
At the tip of a hand like Marutai, I didn't see any finger-like objects that were supposed to be.
What was growing instead was a tentacle that rippled with Uneune.
And the tip of the tentacles stretched leads to the root of the burning corpses' necks.
This is how he manipulates the dead to come back to life.
The identity of these monsters, who boast a different appearance, is what they call the devil.
It is a species that lurks at the bottom of the earth and is strongly hostile to mankind, but its full content remains unknown.
Thor's body, with a decent view of the demon figure, blunts the movement slightly.
But bewilderment was only for a moment.
Monster's empty left arm swings down to Thor, who happens to pack the distance between them.
Tor's body moved to flow against a blow ripping through the sky.
As you gently step in, the body moves forward to the right position.
At the same time, he takes advantage of his half-body position and the blade jumps from the bottom.
But the slaughter from directly below only lingered heavily on the devil's wrist.
Reddish skin appears to be more intense than expected.
A further swinging tail hits Tor, who has just avoided the first blow.
But with tremendous momentum, the tail suddenly lost momentum and stayed in the universe on the verge of a collision.
- < fixed >.
Thor, who quickly sank his body and swung beneath it, waved his sword.
Now the blade has passed, or the black fluid erupts from the body surface.
The monster, wounded in the tail, roared in frustration.
Then pull the tentacles of your right arm in front of you so that you can pull them by hand.
Naturally, the corpses who were ahead of them turned their backs.
Already the ice at its feet has melted away with flames wrapped around its body.
That's when I tried to take a step to Tor, and now the purple current covered the perimeter of the corpses.
-.
The monsters drawn to the ground are stopped from moving again.
Because of an attempt to manipulate his men, the devil's caution falls only slightly on it.
Don't miss that gap, Thor's sword walked vertically and horizontally.
The monster, slashed behind his knees and once again shed black fluids, turned his ugly face around.
However, its purpose is not Thor.
Having witnessed several magic moves, the demon seems to have noticed the troubles of its users lightly.
My left arm swung up again, waving a void of nothing.
but at the next moment, the giant fireball that emerged from it flies out in the aisle.
What makes the demons strong is the height of intelligence and the other thing that instantly understands the situation.
As the name suggests, it has magic.
The fireball, which appeared unexpectedly, approached the Eurils with a roar and high heat.
But not long before I feel the crisis the clashes bring, I suddenly disappear.
-.
The demon's body was faintly frightened by a situation in which nothing had happened.
A good prayer echoes there.
"Frozen -"
It was a bunch of bright white cold air that came back to replace it with a fireball.
The monster, whose upper body was relentlessly frozen, wields both arms with a loud scream.
Naturally, it's not Tor who misses his defenseless lower body.
Pack the distance from the sulls and free your body to the highest speed at once.
A brilliant brilliance paints a beautiful trajectory in the universe.
Tor, who unleashed more than a dozen slaughters in an instant, flew away lightly.
One beat late, from the abdomen of the mutilated demon, a red and black organ erupts with body fluids.
And then the monster, whose tail swung in agony, suddenly snapped and broken in the opposite direction in the air, fell to the ground whether he had exhausted himself there.
The corpses, freed from their tentacles as time goes on, burning to collapse away.
Later all that was left was a black charcoal-shaped mass.