Yuusha Isagi no Maou Hanashi

Scarlet Mountain Woe's manoeuvres were effective.

The right-wing Dragon tribe had regained its bravery at the time of the survival of Bahamulgis, under the command of the hero Amarier.

Raise your sword. "On the right, stop the legs of the Divine Clan! Continue to me -!" cries Amarier, now in complete control of the right wing.

Meanwhile, the left wing. The Pyryl race rushing around using their mobility. They were gradually beginning to suffer, but they understood that this was their battlefield and were doing everything they could.

Missing a few divine tribes but not being forced to chase them prevents wear and tear. As a result, the Pyrills had succeeded in stopping most of the Divine tribes efficiently.

There was also the presence of a magician covering both sides from the fortress, and the Dragon and Pyril smoothly executed the operation.

If the right and left wing were to be stopped, the flow of the army would stagnate. The Divine Nation will think about slipping into an empty place and breaking through the center as a result.

But there are two demon kings.

It is a shark and a sham.

Their former Demon King candidates continued to destroy the Divine Clan from the next to the next, as waves that hit rock skin pushed them to reshape.

Both males lined up. Isagi and Lianzhui, fighting each other on the back trying to block blind spots, were breathing together like twins.

The two fighting forces that defeat God like they kill people are just rolling. It was like a weapon of destruction produced to kill the Divine Clan.

But there are also enemies who avoid them greatly and assault Riafal.

It is the role of the god-killers and adventurers who refrained in front of the fortress to exterminate such a remote giant.

The morale of the God-slayer is high above this. After all, a leader stands in the middle of the front line and continues to beat up the Divine Clan without pulling a step.

Those who are not excited to see it can't even be in the God-slayer.

Therefore, the Divine Clan was still prevented from advancing here.

Still.

The Divine Nation is capable enough to turn it into a thousand monsters and sink a single nation in only one unity.

Then there are some of the giants who bypass the right and left wing, evade the rabbit and the charity, and break through the protection of the God-slayer, - to reach the fortress.

A swine rush. Here is the one god tribe who kicks the earth wildly and storms it as it rolls up the soil of the wilderness.

In the sight of the tribe of God there was a wall.

High stacked stone walls. It's even sturdy, but it'll probably devastate you two times around your body. It's a degree of protection.

A feeble fence, created by the fragile demons.

- Wouldn't you like me to beat it easily?

The Divine Nation sets itself up against the fortress with a mouthless mouthless, soundless cry.

But... Its destructive activity was hampered by bright white barriers.

That's a far bigger barrier than a fence. Thickness, height and scale do not all seem to be the creation of man.

The giant who hit that tough wall couldn't even shatter his thick protection, and instead he was burning his own red skin.

It was just one young man standing on the walls of the castle singing his magic.

"The Great Barrier -! Any attack will be prevented just once!

A round-faced young man. He waves up one hand and continues to draw further cords of reinforcement.

The giant insulted him as a dwarf being. If you can't crush it once, twice. I tried to crush the barrier to this extent, with all my strength.

But the giant's right shoulder suddenly disappeared.

Not knowing what had happened, the giant inadvertently lagged behind.

The sight of that divine tribe shows a blonde woman standing next to a youth.

- She's a daughter with beautiful golden hair, like knitted by a bundle of heavenly rivers flowing through the sky.

She was stretching one hand straight, toward the giant.

Lights gather at your fingertips. It's a white light. It is the most powerful magic that anoints all things.

"Too bad, huh? Behind the rabbit is me."

The light emitted also penetrates the immense magic of the creation of the celebration, enveloping the whole body of the giant.

After the light left, there was nothing left there but a determined earth.

When Kyung-hee and Preah began to wipe out one imminent giant, the castle had the appearance of Limino.

He hurried a carriage from the Great Forest Mistral and delivered Eulet to the infirmary when he arrived at the fortress.

Dutu is taking care of those who were injured on the spot on his own. Therefore, it was only Limino who joined us.

The first to welcome a new queen of the Elves was in Russia.

The young queen hugs her face nodding at the rich breasts of Limino.

"Mr. Limino!

"Ah, Lorisia."

Limino saw that Lorisia was safe and slightly broke her face.

"Lorisia was here, too. After all, to see Yoshinob-kun?

"Yes. When this battle is over, we'll go back to the Dark Continent and get married."

"Oh, well. Good for you."

Rimino, who has just broken her love, doesn't know what to look like - and also worries that she will really be happy with her opponents - strokes Lorisian cheeks.

"Lorisia, stay safe."

"I'm here to watch over you, Yoshinob."

"Yeah."

When Limino raised his face, he found that there was too much tension in the battle on the spot. Whatever it is, it is a showdown in which all tribes join forces.

Like those who are present here, Limino turns his back and approaches the walls.

Above the walls stood people of all races. Hair colours and skin colours vary and the costumes worn are varied. Complex colors intersect, and still, under one will, appear to be blending together. They have a firm eye on the Divine Clan.

In such a landscape, Limino misses only the same elves as himself.

If I turned my gaze, I saw a face.

A woman with blonde hair and pure white clothes. It was in the people, and she looked gleaming.

Limino speaks to a woman.

"Preha, sister"

"Hmm, Rimino, what's wrong?

Even though this is the time, there is no shade in Preah's smile.

She looked back and smiled like nothing to worry about.

Seeing her vid, supple and powerful, Limino inadvertently embarked on a preah.

That she stands here now, an admired being, and that she can fight side by side with Isagi and Preah. Also, when you think you might be able to help that, the back of Limino's body gets hot. I've been wishing for a long time. That dream will come true.

Driven by a young impulse, Limino was unwittingly pleading.

"I want to fight with you, too. Hey, Preah, sister, okay?"

If so, Preah stares at Limino. When I noticed, my expression was falling out of Preah's lips.

I felt as if I had been scolded, and Limino was unexpectedly sure.

Preha, who pushed a smile to death, looks as cold as ice.

Preah quietly complains to Limino about the King's responsibilities.

"Hey, Limino. Fighting means you could lose your life. It's about putting your life on the line to protect people. As queen of the Elves, you must support the surviving clan. Are you going to be driven by temporary emotions and relinquish that responsibility?

Stared at by Preah's blue eyes, Limino's heartbeat strikes the early bell.

It was a strange gaze, peeking into the depths of my heart.

Limino, who was preached by Preah, pushes silence. But that's not the only reason I'm fighting.

I want to be a force for Isagi and Preah, which means that's not all I want to be recognized by both of you.

Yes, I want to paint their ideals together.

So, - Rimino eats down.

"I have a responsibility to protect people. That's no different at all. Because it's just not the same whether the stage to fight is the royal palace or the battlefield. Besides, the Elves aren't the only ones who want to protect them. A lot of people have to work together to create the next generation."

Hold your chest, Rimino looks back at Preah.

Rimino has a way to go for Rimino, because even if that's a different road from Isagi or Preah, if the view you're after is the same, you should go along with it.

"If I can reduce the number of dead by fighting alone, I want to fight. Of course, I have no intention of dying. So, sister, come with me..."

I was in the middle of that word.

Preah held Limino gently.

Wrapped in her scent by a lid, Limino opens her eyes.

Preah's sweet voice whispered in his ear.

"Okay, Limino. You're an adult now, aren't you? I'm sorry, you can't be wrong."

――

Limino's chest got hot.

With his head stroked, Preah tells in a gentle voice.

"You're already the royal family of a serving elf, too. I'm sorry I couldn't help you then, Rimino. Now it's time to fight together."

Preah may also have long regretted not being able to defend the castle of the elves attacked by Cariburnus.

Touching that feeling, Limino unwittingly holds his head down.

"... yeah, preha sister, yeah..."

Together through their thoughts, they leave slowly.

Maybe the two of them could have had a real reunion right now.

In addition to the joy of the castle, the many magicians, and the grief of commanding, there were also magicians in the walls who became a necessity of war.

Sylvenia is the most powerful magician in the Federation of Demonic Nations.

Coming down from the fortress spire, she silently lends a hand to the people. Instead of words, he was emitting the magic of a flame with a longer range than anyone else from the walls, as if to show his usefulness in action.

……

Its skill to indulge in pale magic in oligarchy is an awesome word. He continued to cover right-wing and left-wing soldiers with the kind of hitting rate that would pass through the needle hole.

Sylvenia fires a flame in the face of the Divine tribe that was about to attack him if he sees the Pyryl tribe that had missed his escape. Seeing the divine clan leaping towards the Dragon clan, he unleashed sharp magic there.

Once alone in charge of guarding the Demon King's Castle, Sylvenia was now fighting to save her people completely.

That, too, to save even the human race that you should have hated so much.

"You're amazing magic. What do you say?

To the laughing Preah, Sylvenia returns a sleepy look that resembles half an eye.

"... Sylvenia"

"Yes, you say Sylvenia?

Preah looks at her with silver hair like a child and smiles and names her.

"I'm Preah. I'm glad you fought with a strong magician like you. Good luck with that."

"... n"

Both Sylvenia and Preah. Both sides, I was aware.

that the other person is the Extreme Mage (Wizard) Preah who murdered his own parents.

And that they are the daughters of Onyxia and Pearlman, the magicians they murdered.

Still, I staggered my gaze as if nothing had happened on this occasion. Sylvenia nodded in order to protect her companions and her people.

"Nice to meet you."

In the struggle of the people to defend their honour and dignity, all the roots of evil are no longer in the past.

Now we just looked to the future, and they were supporting each other in life.

Nor did this man on the castle fortress - Scarlet Mountain Woe - care that the operation was working well.

He narrowed his eyes and kept thinking about hitters next.

"The gods are insulting us. Their weakness is their pride. I can't stand this situation right now. Then the next course of action will be decided slowly."

The sorrow saw the rabbit and the charm that kept fighting in the distance, and put his hand on his chin.

"Command. Next op. When the gods stop marching, tell the Dragons and the Pyrrills to retreat.

The Alliance Master laid his hands on another divine sword with difficulty in hipster, and looked at the distant divine clan.

The next hand, yes.

The Divine Nation will probably, - disconnect the resistance of our human race from being the rise of a foolish cramped rat, and move to break through with only individual forces without resorting to measures.

As if to boast of the great power of the divine family.

Then sorrow is to crush it head-on...

"Me and the Demon King celebrate. I'll take care of the rest."

"Fuh!?

Celebration, standing nearby, looked back at this one and gave a bare scream.

Before such fierce resistance of the 'Demons'.

The Divine Nation Grellis had anger.

Says,

Why is a race equal to such a bug capable of withstanding the onslaught of the Divine Clan?

It was blind, uninteresting and very incomprehensible.

"Unforgivable -. Unforgivable -"

Especially those two standing in the front.

Stand halfway between ourselves and the fortress and repeat the atrocities.

A black-haired swordsman and a blonde black dragon.

They kept destroying their compatriot vessels from next to next.

The sinners slaughtering the giants that the souls of the divine tribe would dwell on, like mud dolls.

'Unforgivable... Unforgivable... Unforgivable...'

The surroundings of Isagi and Chen Jing are no longer filled with the radiance of the Demonic Crystal.

God's energy is dissipating, and it has magical effects all around us.

As if the junction were affixed, the divine tribe cannot go ahead from there.

I still have to take care of myself.

It's the extreme of humiliation, such as having to use the power of God on a bug opponent to that extent.

But what happens if you keep being held back here for a long time and you can't destroy that summoning magic formation Crimson?

- It would result in buying the 'that one' anger.

Abominable bugs...

That's what I thought. The god tribe Grellis was about to take a step.

The body of the divine tribe, which had refrained from being around him, began to pulse.

Suddenly the flesh of the whole body swells and becomes enormous, as if it had been pumped into the air. The meat cursed with scourge, and the warped flesh further increased its ugliness.

Its creepy evolution fits in seconds.

then there were individuals of two sizes with the divine family Grellis

A voice.

"Be foolish, Grellis... What are you doing with the dust mustard -"

The individual who germinated consciousness - the figure is bigger than the giant around.

It is a divine tribe attached to vessels.

Hearing what he had to say, the divine family Grellis groaned.

"The Goragos of the Divine Nation... When the soul is resurrected, it is a full grammar -"

"With my hands - they will crush the dust and mustard."

The arrogant Goragos took a step forward.

More voices came from the opposite side of the divine family Grellis. Likewise there, the divine tribe had appeared.

"The king is angry. We need to reduce the vessel. '

He is a divine clan that is taller than Grellis and has a thinner body in one way or another.

Ironic temper. It's the Divine Belligus.

"There are three of us in a demonic mood... That and three warriors..."

It's the king's orders.

"These little mustards..."

As if the mountains had moved, people looked with awe at the likeness of three giant gods advancing their steps.

Except for the two demon kings...

Isagi had Claussolus on his shoulder, and Chen Jiu had his hand stuck in his pocket.

Both intact. I haven't disturbed my breathing either. As I said, it is a daily tea meal such as this one.

"Nh...? Retreat, those guys."

"It doesn't look like he's going to lose."

Rabbit that raises hair. Grabbing the right fist was open so as to check the motion from time to time. With its bright red stained arms sideways, but with nothing to say about integrity.

Instead, I called my friend's name.

"Hey, Issa."

"Hmm?"

"Temehe, are you happy?

"What? What are you talking about, you. Did the festivities transfer?

It's not like that.

Chen Jiu, who frowns at the roots, waves a puffy hand at the rounding rabbit.

"You've rescued me, Temé's beloved woman."

"Oh, oh, well, that's kind of embarrassing"

"And you can't answer instantly that you're happy?

"Even if they say so..."

Isagi puts his head on.

"Honestly, I still don't feel it. I'm glad to see her again, but I can't be relieved if I don't defeat the gods first."

"You think I could die here?

"Well yeah. We have to create a future for him and the celebrators."

"Thank you, brave Sama. Just think about people's happiness."

Isagi, who was so told, had a palpable look on his face.

Regrip the crowsolas in the palm of your hand and open your mouth.

"Hey, Chelsea."

"It's n."

"As you may have noticed, the bodies of the defeated gods have disappeared from earlier."

You think I'm stupid?

"Disappearing divine tribes affect the neighborhood, and the earth is demonizing. It was the same when we defeated Caliburnus, who became a deification giant in Dinas City."

"... so?

"If we continue to defeat the Divine Clan here, the Great Demon Crystal may be created for you to return. Then you'll see your sister again. Don't you?"

"... Temehe. Are you worried about me all this time?

"Sorry, that's the way it is"

"... Damn..."

Integrity remembers unspeakable emotions in a rabbit that loosens its mouth and tells the dreams of others.

When you're done with yourself, are people happy again?

Why can you keep having such strong feelings?

"Me, I've always fought for the happiness that Preah wanted."

Says Isagi in nature.

"The future Preah draws was so nice, it looked so bright to me. How wonderful it would be if the world did. I had that dream with me, and I came this far."

……

"Then I, too, wanted to add a little bright color to that future. This is my wish. I'd be happy if my friend grabbed my happiness. That's what I'm talking about."

Isagi draws a future with her gaze in the sky.

Seeing him, Lianzhui tightened his mouth.

The sweetness of the rabbit is also muscular.

But if we penetrate this far, it will be strength.

Maybe it wasn't sweetness or anything from the start.

The shark remained much stronger because of a distortion that was not known to the cheap ones.

But even if I admit it now, I won't talk about it.

Lian Jiu shook his head and looked up at the Divine Clans again.

"Before we do, we have to crush them."

"Regardless, integrity. With me and you, I'd be invincible. There's nothing to be afraid of."

"Keh."

- A lot of overestimation.

Lianzhou clenches his fist.

The body hurt by Isagi's Dj End did not heal in Sylvenian healing techniques either. So far, we have unilaterally beaten down the Divine Clan, but that's also until the limit of uptime arrives.

Having one forbidden technique while meeting yet another forbidden technique by assimilation is in itself unscrupulous.

My body is starting to twitch.

Still, if the rabbit tells you to follow me.

It's a drag here.

If Isagi says he is invincible if he fights with himself.

You won't be conspiring. Everywhere.

"Follow me without delay, Isa."

"Who are you talking to?"

Three shadows advancing slowly before the two tapping each other lightly.

It is a tribe of three gods.

Grelis, Goragos, and Verigas.

The three warlords who bind the soldiers of the Divine Nation. I don't know how much that fact that they are meeting together is, Isagi and Kooru.

But it was only understandable that the Divine Clan boasted a different kind of fighting power than they had ever done before.

"The enemy's best friend."

"Sounds like it."

Three jerks.

"Not me and you. Don't lose one."

At that time, Isagi had a slight hunch and looked back.

From the fortress walls, I saw a single carriage running towards this one - the front line in front of Riafal.

We've got reinforcements.

"Ha, as long as you're comfortable"

The carriage stopped nearby and lowered the two men back to the fortress.

That is, sorrow and celebration.

I came to the occasion, and my grief issued a directive on my face.

"I will destroy the gods here."

"Nah, I know. Can Temeh only say what he knows?"

"Of course there are measures. That's why I'm here."

"Fuck you."

Lian Jiu groaned with an unpleasant face,

Meanwhile, Celebration trembles as she looks up at the giant of the Divine Clan walking toward us.

"but but, but good luck!

"Ah, oh. You're trembling awesome, Celebration. That's about it."

Kyung smiles with a temperament, thumbs up.

"It's okay... I'm getting married soon! You're gonna be so happy! You can't die in here! Because we're never going back to the Dark Continent alive!...... and somehow its everyone's face!?

"No..."

"Well..."

"Hey......"

And the rabbit, and the charity, and the sorrow, which were on the spot, looked like they had chewed up the bitter worm at the same time.

The four of them talked calmly as if they were back in time.

Like when I was surrounding firewood and talking about my dreams on the night of Demon King Castle.

"... sounds like that time you were spending without realizing that was a happy day"

The little twinkle of the rabbit disappears in the wind.

The God-giving tribe came as close as it could get.

The shark wears hair.

"Well, then, we can't let that promise of celebration be rebellious."

"... the lady will cry."

"You're still vulnerable to little girls."

"Thank you very much! Thank you very much!

The three men sigh before the festivities of lowering their heads.

He gazed up at the three tribes of God, each with a sword, a fist, and a whip of light.

If the celebration dies here, Lorisia will grieve.

Make Lorisia like ourselves.

- Like the preha I've been searching for for for years for the resuscitation of the isagi.

- Like Luna, who never forgave me for breaking my promise.

- Just one cheap sister I left behind, like a love bow.

- Because you can't let them.

"You'll crush me... The dust mustard..."

"Bugs."

"There is no longer a way for the Demons to live. It is eradication '

The strength of the Divine Warlord would be different in character from previous giants.

While I felt such a hunch and a fluctuation in divine energy in my skin, my will for war grew more and more.

"Slash"

"Crush"

"I will destroy you."

"I'll protect you all!

The battle against the Divine Nation begins.

It was the Goragos of the Divine Nation who had made the first assault.

The giant, who is suddenly beaten, was the first to set his aim on the man who stood out the most - namely, integrity, a double-ban magician.

"The dust mustard -!"

"Temehe and the others are licking too many of us."

Goragos moves slower than any previous giant. Lianzhui takes a distance from the three of them and attracts Goragos.

I brought it to a one-on-one battlefield.

"Break that arrogant nose column."

Lianzhui stiffens his fist and waits with ample fortitude. Golden particles dissipated from his body. brilliant (brave).

"Crushing -"

"Uze"

The hammer of God that pulls the fist of thought and is struck down from high altitude that way.

In a fist as huge as a mountain, Chen Jiu paired his fists without flickering.

The fists of giants and men collide head-on, - the shock of ripping dimensions runs.

It was Chen Yu who jumped his arm.

"-"

The back of the cheap hand cracked and blood erupted. I'm about to accidentally buttcake on the shock, slap the ground with the tail I created, and attitude.

It was so destructive that I had never tasted it before. Lianzhui opened his eyes in amazement.

Goragos is about to unleash his next blow.

Stayed cheap ate his teeth as much as he wanted.

- You can't lose. Now it's time to beat him up.

Once again, he grips his fist and solidifies it and beats it up. Cheap build.

The second shot on both sides collides, further distorted by the aftermath of divine energy where space is awesome.

But...

Even then, Chen Jiao defeated. It is blown backwards.

"Temee -"

Cheap construction that flips and lands on the earth while baking. A shadow falls there. It's a slap in the chase.

A fist that enters the wilderness with thought. Dust and sand rising like meteorites fell.

But Chen Jiu, who was flying backwards, was immune from direct blows.

Run up its arms as you spit every bump of dirt in your mouth.

"Shirazake!

Drawing the tail of a golden struggle, Chen Jiu jumps from the two arms of a giant to its face.

The squeezed arm increased in thickness about a turn with the gnaw at that moment. At the same time, dragon scales grow in my fists.

Chen Jiu, who dragonized his body, slaps that rigid fist with his full strength.

"Screw you!

This time it arrived. Goragos' body tilts slowly on a dozen to awesome. The giant collapses backwards.

For pursuit, it was the next moment when Lianzhui grew dragon wings from his back.

Goragos' shoulder was torn. A bright red vapor erupts.

Eye catching cheap. Smoke like blood instantly forms. That's an arm. I turned it into two arms.

- Nah.

"The dust mustard..."

Lianzhui was sandwiched in two palms.

Exactly like crushing a mosquito, an honest body was crushed...

The Divine Goragos would have been convinced of victory.

Crushed by all those giants, you can't possibly live.

Goragos slowly opened his palm so as to pay for the bug.

but.

- Lord Yoshi! Well done!

It was not a crushed human body, but a single black dragon, that jumped out of its palm.

On the brink, the singing barrier of celebration alleviated the damage of a dozen Goragos.

The demon dragon Lianzhui, who exploded his body length, leads straight to Goragos.

Now it was his turn to crush Goragos.

"Death!

"- Little..."

While using both hands and legs, and even the tail, to restrain the Goragos, Integrity moves to a brace-soaking attitude.

But Goragos' power to go down and continue his resistance far exceeded Chen Jiu's imagination.

"Shit...!"

Even as he is punched in the face by two arms growing from his shoulders, Chen Jiu spits his braces out of his mouth.

Still, Goragos' resistance did not weaken at all, and at last, integrity was turned upside down. On the contrary, they take the mount and grab its neck.

"The dust mustard... Did you think it would work for us -!"

I'm not tired of strangling him or anything, I'm going to force him to rip the dragon's head off.

But Chen Jiu shrunk the giant - by unraveling the veterinary technique - instantly and broke out of Golagos' confinement.

Lianzhui takes a great distance and stares at Goragos.

He was breathing heavily on his shoulders.

"Shit."

"What's wrong with dust and mustard -! Can only drift in the wind -!"

"- Fuck you!

There is a black flame in the cheap eye.

The man's fighting spirit was not at all shaky.

Scarlet Mountain Sorrow arms together. My opponent is apparently like that skinny giant.

That god tribe, Verigas, will probably turn in wisdom. We were trying to figure out who was leading the human race in the fortress.

"I'll root you out first -"

"I'm sorry, but I'm not gonna lose again."

He looked up at the giant coming this way, and his grief ejected three pairs of Flagelm Dei from his back. By covering the area by a field of magic, it is a long-range device that allows you to move freely through it.

Its turrets, called Demon Claws, total six. Everything works the way you want it to.

Those turrets, capable of emitting a laser of light through the outer shell of the Divine family, approached the giants as they tore the sky apart.

Flagelm Day, under sad control, allows complex operations. For that reason, it is difficult to see all those tracks through.

The rapidly turned turret in front of the giant flies around trying to surround that giant. The lasers released one after the other nailed the divine family Verigas to the spot.

At the same time, grief releases magic from both hands.

Multilateral shelling of Flagelm Day looming from the air and slaughter by the whip of the light of fate. Two simultaneous ranged attacks.

I don't want to lose my temper. Let's dismantle the giant on this occasion.

For a grief with the ability to command the entire army of the fortress, these magic and magic tools were something that could fully bring out his abilities.

"Taste the horrors of a cornered man."

Along with his sad orders, Flagelm Day began shelling at the Giants simultaneously.

One laser after another emitted from the six flying turrets is like a shower of light. It was a terrible, beautiful sight.

The triumph of grief is decisive. This is the true power of the man summoned up to hunt the divine tribe.

The Divine Nation stands up as if they had noticed.

"- Unfortunately, it won't."

The red light blinked.

I'm on my way.

Verigas' giant scratched out as if it were a mirage.

――

The grief opened his eyes unexpectedly.

Even the sorrow of being able to perfectly manipulate Flagelm Day and the magic of light, I couldn't see. I didn't know what happened.

Having lost sight of his prey, Flagelm Day flies around the scene. The whip of light also came back here, wavering like a serpent.

The sorrow felt the wind.

I didn't even have time to look back. When the sorrow broke the magic of his right hand from the roots, he protruded the magic again - this time to the ground.

Flip yourself there to the starting point. My worried body jumped high like a bar jump. Up and down, in your sight, you realized that Verigas was appearing behind you.

Dust rises by a slapped fist, and his vision is covered with it.

Verigas looked at this one with no emotions.

"... you mean that"

The grief was far enough away to let go again of the Fragelm Day, who had pulled back.

But once again, Verigas avoided it.

He appears in a grieving blind spot and slaps his fist.

Now I was careful, so I could easily avoid grief.

In two exchanges, I'm good at grief.

"... the earlier blow was void. But now I know."

Distance rearward, grief points to Verigas.

"If you travel fast with no shadows left, you can defeat me in that moment. It's more natural to think you couldn't do that, even if you were insulting a human being."

He speaks of his grief as he draws Flagelm Day back to himself, also with the meaning of his time buying.

"Hence your 'polarity' is instantaneous travel. It is also presumed to be a very short distance away. If you understand, it's not enough to be afraid."

"Just found out about it -"

Verigas scratched out neglectfully.

That giant is gone between blinks, and strikes sorrow from the blind spot -.

Not behind it, above.

To that giant as he punched down his fist, his grief took evasive action.

Sorrows throwing themselves forward. But the giant's rate of fall exceeds the rate of evasion of grief.

Verigas struck him hard in the back of his grief.

A giant's rigid arm, which easily turns man into a meat mass, blows his sorrow to the side.

"-Come on."

The face of sorrow is distorted. My body is not as strong as those monsters.

Being jumped, grief rolls down the ground.

When I stood up, my whole body was covered in sand, and from my left arm there was blood.

Though I knitted a thread of light on the brink and made it look like a cushion to take the blow, I wasn't able to absorb all the damage.

And his grief lifted up his righteous face, and he sighed loudly.

"You are a little troublesome. It's not for me."

But there was no dust in the colour of pessimism.

The battle between Isagi and Grelis was spreading damage around.

Grellis is a user of polar surgery, as I made him try to prevent Leviathin earlier.

Grellis has used many moves with fine light bullets like shotguns.

"Real Brilliant Qi Xiang" Brave Wing Joker "!

They emit a variety of light bullets, large and small, in an attempt to shoot down the rabbits flying around the air.

Isagi had cut them off or avoided them.

Even as we try to get closer, the polar barrier erected by Grellis is enormous.

You can crush that polar technique if you slap a sword attack all over you. But if you try to make it in time, a replacement light bullet will fly.

"Excalibur Joker!"

The shark is offset by the light lodged in the sword.

Light bullets and sword flashes collide between both Grellis and Isagi - red light can play into the universe.

With the intention of squeezing open the guard, Isagi gathers light on the crow solus again.

Grellis similarly put polar surgery together in both hands.

"Simply imitate -!"

"Excalibur Rain Joker!"

Isagi releases his sword flashes like rain.

But they haven't lost either. Shoot them all down.

Grellis yelled.

"The bug..."

Floating in the universe, Isagi holds the Klausorus in his hands and raises it to heaven. The blade contained more light than ever before.

Bind and beat the whirling struggle.

"Excalibur Voltex Joker!"

"- Destroy!"

Grellis also emitted a mass of light from both of those hands.

A giant polar technique clashed with a fighting blade.

The aftermath of intense divine energy smears a crimson side of the perimeter. The light of destruction poured down on the earth caused one small explosion after another from the wilderness earth.

The two forces were offset again.

"As long as the rupture (last resort) works, we'll talk fast..."

"Bugs, Fallen Wo!"

But the opponent was better at ranged attacks.

Polar technique released without intermittent hair. Isagi's fighting spirit hasn't gathered in the sword yet.

"Sentinel Joker!

Magic, etc., is broken in an instant.

Don't forget that every shot of that little light bullet is God's power.

On the brink, the golden wings were ripped off. The shark, which fell to the ground as it stirred, softened its impact by tapping the ground with its right arm on the verge of colliding with the ground.

The combination of the barrier of polarity and the energy bullet emitted by that divine race Grellis prevents Isagi from approaching his opponent.

From the air, from the ground.

I can imagine that refusing to approach Isagi so far is the type of person that the divine family Grellis is probably not good at melee combat.

But the sword's still far between.

And whenever Isagi, and Jianzhu, and Sorrow stood with three sides facing each other on their backs.

Each was pushed into their original position - where they were celebrating.

The situation could not be described as an advantage.

"I can't do this."

"Ah."

"Right."

He is breathing on his shoulders, both honest and sad. Isagi also seems to be having a hard time breathing because she used a little too much fighting.

The giants look at this one and mock it.

"It's the same thing no matter how many times you come -"

"Dust and mustard shall return to the earth."

"This much power, bugs."

When Isagi looked sad, he nodded.

'Cause I'm sad.

"Which one is the bug, let me show you"

The grief is drawn up on the spot.

"To do that, I need your help, Kyung-kun."

"Fuh!?

Congratulations cast a spell.

It stretches the barrier to absorbing light. The domed junction, created about a kilometre in diameter, covers us with darkness with the three divine tribes.

"Meaningless imitation -!"

A giant with four arms like a fortress comes in.

As Goragos cried out, they divine tribes do not rely solely on sight for sensors. You can see the total amount of magic your opponent has, like thermography.

Then I just wrapped the neighborhood in the dark, and it makes little sense.

Soon Goragos found one shadow.

Glowing in the darkness, two red light points float loosely there.

He's a monstrous magician to man, but that's all.

Twist and twist the four arms, and slap.

'How many times have I been here, it's the same thing! The dust mustard...'

- And shortly afterwards, his arm, protruding, was chopped and torn.

An arm of Goragos that falls to the ground and instantly becomes a mass of magic and fogs away.

Four arms were slashed off in an instant. The other person should have little vision.

What emerged from the darkness was a dark-haired man.

I have a silver divine sword in my hand...

"My lord... But how much dust and mustard have gathered..."

"Excalibur Voltex Joker"

The flash of the blade of light emitted blew the shoulder mouth of the giant.

Goragos opens his eyes as it rains red into the darkness.

"Nah."

"I see, this is just the one with the big figure"

Once again, the golden light gathers in the claussorus of the rabbit.

As Goragos took a step further, Isagi shook off that sword he put up against him.

"Scatter. - Explorer Explosion Joker"

The sword flash that pierced Goragos' head exploded the next moment.

The presence of Goragos returns to nothing, scattering bright red light. It was only eighteen seconds from the enemy's arrival.

Goragos was defeated by Isagi. Just like then.

Verigas was running as he slipped through the darkness, using instant travel.

Soon Verigas finds one person. Having a similar total amount of magic, I presumed it was probably an earlier man.

But it doesn't matter who it is. Either way, killing them all is no different. Verigas moves instantly behind the man, and slaps his fist just as well from the blind spot. This is enough for a 'demon' opponent.

I can't tell you what it feels like.

As if he had slapped a giant rock, the man did not make it slight.

"Gotcha, miscellaneous fish."

"Are you..."

A huge fist of Verigas can't move a bit off the spot. It's as if that arrogant captain, Goragos, is grasping me.

If you are in contact with a magical life form other than yourself, you cannot metastasize.

Abomination tightens the chest. For the first time in his life, Verigas decided to show his seriousness to his' demonic 'opponents.

I don't feel comfortable having to give myself all I can to such a short demonic opponent. Still, the king's orders are absolute...

- At the next moment, Verigas' arms were pulled from the ground up.

There was a tremendous difference in power there, like when a child competed with an adult in an arm wrestle.

"What power - what power -"

"Temehe's too brittle."

Verigas rushed to do the metastasis. But the man grew wings from his back and approached.

Verigas is instantly pushed down.

There is a man like a dwarf on a giant face. What a strange sight that was.

"You... The demonic flair, you..."

"It's a gangster, it sounds all over my head."

Integrity. Its bright red eyes shine in darkness.

He puts his fist up. A golden light dwelt in my hand.

Get out of the way.

A beaten, cheap-built, merciless hammer smashes Verigas' head.

Grelis hasn't noticed yet that two of his people were hit at the same time. The Divine Clan was in the midst of continuing to make enemies.

I don't mind hitting each other, when I was starting to think about that, let the polar art go and blow this darkness every demon tribe away.

A single thread of light emerged from the darkness wrapped around Grellis' body.

The next moment I tried to unleash the divine energy I collected in my palm without having to pull it off...

From the darkness, the light falls.

It is the concentrated fire of Flagelm Day.

One shot at a time is no big deal of power, but it pours like rain. Immediately enough damage stacks up that you can't ignore it.

The divine family Grellis skewered his whole body into a laser of light, turning it into a hive.

"The bug..."

The giant can roar as he manages to move his smoky standing body.

Behind the darkness, there was a man with both eyes glowing red.

"Come on, I'm tired of hearing that majestic tone."

From both hands the Divine Nation Grellis unleashes polarity. The light bullet kicks around the junction spell as it gives a twist and goes straight to the man.

The man raised one hand up. The line of light emitted from its palm - the Claussolus replica held by - slashed and tore apart the polar technique with just one blow.

The divine family Grellis did not cease because the convergence laser of the six-paw Flagelm Day, bound to its head, struck out.

But still, Grellis was alive.

Not surprisingly, Grellis covers his surroundings with polar barriers.

"Bugs -, bugs -, bugs -, bugs -, bugs -, bugs -, bugs -, bugs -, bugs -, bugs -, bugs -, bugs -, bugs -"

Grellis scatters the curse.

If that man came near to stab himself with a stop, you can unleash this polar wall.

This is not just a defense. It's something you can beat them to. It is a shockwave of divine energy, so to speak.

At least, you can destroy a magic object like the one that flies around the air. Let's crush him from there.

But that's when Grellis saw his feet.

Infinitely spreading, Magic Formation.

Self-growth chanting (Walpurgis).

"Bugs -"

The last of the three divine tribes - Grellis - took a decent glance at the installation-based explosion magic that burst into the polar arts.

The body surface is burned down and all sensors, including vision, are deactivated. Nothing was seen, nothing was heard, and Grellis reached out to heaven.

To seek salvation from the king.

"My King."

And first the sight plays back.

By an earlier blast of sorcery, the darkness was clear.

I see a bright red stained sky.

Right near that Grellis, who falls to the fold but looks up to heaven - there stood a man on his neck with a sword on his shoulder.

"What? - This bug."

The sword waved with his own hand, and flew the neck of Grellis.

Those who were looking out of the fortress far away to see the heroes who had defeated the three giants cried out for joy.

They proved to me that people can resist the Divine Clan.

This is the place to be.

As a matter of fact, that's what I thought of Isagi, Chenju, and Happiness.

All you have to do is finish off the rest of the Divine Clan, and peace will return to the world.

Only one, sad, had noticed.

to that figure coming from the west.

He was a little man, surrounded by giants.

She has a woman's hair in her right hand and is dragging it.

The impression I had at first glance of him was he was just a young man.

The hair is slightly longer, covering and concealing the eyes.

He's skinny and puts together a black cloth like a coat of law.

Standing in the divine tribe, still not attacked.

But that's the impression.

The facts are different.

The woman the man is grabbing in his right hand is a silver-haired redskinned daughter.

Namely, Luna.

It is as neat as it is unconscious.

……

I grabbed his shoulder and Isagi stopped trying to run out unexpectedly.

All the men who stand here and enclose divine energy know it.

How powerful is the man who appears?

Integrity and celebration are rigid.

The forbidden technique engraved on him is frightening.

The man was holding a wand in his left hand.

It is the wand of the goddess, Mistrutine. It would have been taken from Luna.

"- Has he finally shown up?"

The grief snapped like a groan.

The voice had a lot of emotion in it.

The grieving gaze is nailed by Luna. It holds back emotions that are going to explode on a piece of paper. It was such an atmosphere.

The man who showed up tilted his neck slightly with his eyes like he had no interest in the tragedy around him.

Standing on the backs of a herd of divine tribes, the man abusively throws Luna on the spot.

And I put my hand on my chin.

"If you think you've been under a lot of intense resistance, do you mean that? You're the ones who led Renatrice."

It is the voice of a normal young man, without any kind of weirdness.

If you ask in town, it's like there's nowhere to turn.

It just didn't get creepy.

The festivities scream.

"Hey, I don't know, you!

As everyone sips and watches, the man looks at this one with his emotionless eyes.

He responded to what of the celebration and snapped with a flesh voice.

"I don't think the beast can understand, but is it also pathetic to just perish? I'll give you a name."

That name...

"I am the King of the Divine Nation. - It's Alvaris."