Kokugensou wo Item Cheat de Ikinuku

The Germanian Imperial Army, which dropped Spike's city, moves forward while leaving behind anxiety factors that say 'Oracle Grand Cave'.

Coupled with military horses who fell ill under the influence of Nymph's poison, and the territorial Confederate army, which stopped following instructions in a state of abhorrence, heavy units left less than 10,000 in the city as a backward preparation.

Led a total of 60,000 large armies, the king capital of Silesier marched to a visible distance to deploy the formation.

The composition of the Imperial Army.

Five hundred Knights of the Flying Dragon on the left wing, twenty thousand of the mercenary regiments (of which the cavalry thousand) and large weapons such as large crossbows (baristas) and large stone throwers (trebuchettes) behind them.

This army is led by Friedmitsu in the center. 10,000 Kingsguard Immortals, 4,000 Heavy Infantry, 5,000 Kingsguard Knights.

20,000 knights and infantry recruited from each territorial state and city on the right wing combined.

The overwhelming Germanian Imperial Army lays a line of crane wings that will not destroy the siege.

The Royal Silesier Army, which intercepts, totals seventeen thousand and seven hundred.

Long diagonal to the side, laying a formation of geese rows.

Composition on the Kingdom side.

The left wing has five thousand mercenary regiments ahead of it and a thousand prostitute regiments modernized with artillery and guns behind it.

3,000 of the Third, Fourth and Fifth Regiments in the center.

Five hundred Knights of Kingsguard on the right wing.

And behind the center of the formation, a thousand ambushes of the brave army lurked in the mountain of demons.

In the Wang capital on the rear of the left wing, there are two thousand men and five hundred knights of the local nobility combined in the First and Second Regiments, but it remains the same on the Kingdom's side that the local Lords Army is not to blame.

Only five hundred prostitutes with artillery and three hundred castle soldiers and three thousand civil servants who responded to the urgent recruitment can count on the defense of Wang Capital.

The right-wing rear fortress street Ox had three magic Armstrong cannons of great flying distance and power, plus veteran gunmen strung on six more turrets, five hundred musketeers and four hundred civic soldiers waiting for their turn to kill their breath.

It is a battle of seventeen thousand and seventeen hundred defense forces, written sloppily, that the elite of the Germanian Imperial Army will recruit and defend to the citizens, with an expeditionary army of seventy thousand at the centre, and the Royal Silesier Army.

In terms of numbers only, the Siresier kingdom side, from an overwhelmingly unfavourable war situation.

Saying to the later worlds, "The Battle of Silesiers" began.

I flew in the Oracle Booster and shouted softly in front of the 60,000 Germanic troops deploying the crane wing formation.

"Freedow! This is the showdown. Let's fight each other once and for all."

The enemy army, which is about to storm, listens to my cry.

Well, there's Prince Fried somewhere in this formation.

"Fuhahahaha, finally, Silesier brave man!

I hear screams calling from below.

A golden lion emperor came on a white horse, splitting the central formation, mocking the proven shellfish purple cloak of the Germanian royal family!

All right, now we can win.

Freed, hidden behind 60,000 soldiers, not crushed by numbers.

Until now, I've been in trouble, but now I rely only on the high pride of keeping Fried's promise.

"Well done, King Golden Lion! Now is the time to decide which is right."

"Just what I want, Silesier brave man, let me show you some extra power!

General Raging Horse whilst driving a white horse, Fried is a little icky about whether the voltage is reaching its climax.

I don't know how broken this battle force is, but if you're so cautious, you can do it.

Freed, who advances in front of the Imperial Army forming at 60,000, is not alone.

With you, one man in a big black armor is arriving.

I don't know who it is because it has a black helmet and an iron mask, but it's not near the side with the big shield of the example Orihalcon.

That's your first face, who is that?

"Freed, check it out, but it's a one-on-one fight."

"Of course I did. I thought I'd show you the face of a man I miss."

Fried, saying so, took the iron mask of the man next door.

He's a swollen, blue-white, ugly-faced man, Frankenstein sewn by the way and full of joints.

"Hmm, who is this guy?

"I don't know, well, can't you even get so far into a monster? I'm the Earl of Brugne who can sit in the king of Silesier."

"Huh?"

Brugne would have died.

Uh, could this guy have used the Demon King's nucleus on Brugne's body!

"Ha-ha-ha, you'd be surprised! What a surprise! It has to be. Anyway, I've crushed two cities to make this."

"Don't do anything incredible, you. Could he have used the Demon King's nucleus to make such an ugly monster?"

Fried laughed softly as he lifted his shiny blonde lion hair.

Doya, you look like the best looking guy in the world.

"Yes, to counter the Immortal King Oracle there! Super Demon King Brugne, show me your Dark Twin Swords (Twin Black Swords)"

When Fried put it that way, it was Brugne moving like a mechanical trick, with Frankenstein generating a dark sword in both hands.

If I implant the Demon King's nucleus in two places, can I get two?

Nevertheless, Fried still believes in the hattering of the Immortal King's Double Black Sword (Brattie Twin Sword), which was done by the previous Oracle.

For that measure, did you open the magic vegetable twice... I forgot about that.

I don't know.

"Hahahahaha, now your imagination sword is three, this one is four! In all respects, there are doubts of fine dust that it is the world's largest and strongest!

"Okay, Fried, but it's just the two of us."

I wave loudly and scream even more, in the way the play took place.

To inspire the self-esteem of this prominent wanderer and invite him to a squared duel.

"Look, Fried! Eighty thousand soldiers on the enemy's side are staring at this duel. We stand at the very top of history. There is no more stage for a brave man to decide a female male."

"Brave Silesier, where you want it. Now is the time to let the world know that the rest is the strongest in the world!

Fried, who was good at it, shouted around, "It's a one-on-one duel, don't put your hands out," making a buzzing noise of the two swords of darkness and light as he showed strength from both hands.

I created only one sword of light, placed it in the front eye, respirated and confronted quietly.

"Lie down before the rest of the world's mightiest, Germanic-style swordsmanship fierce emperor sword!

Not for a moment, I've punched in with all my might.

The absolute confidence of King Golden Lion, who believes that there is nothing in this world that prevents his hegemony. In the battle of the Imagination Sword, that is the source of power.

But I've always imagined it, too.

Imagination Swords exert their power the stronger their vision is.

That's why it's effective to scream the name of a move like you use magic.

But it's unintentional to do it now, and you can't leak your voice.

I keep my mouth shut. Freed's full swing, ripping through its first blow, and bouncing off the next with the sword of light.

Fried's offense is basically a big swing, not hard if you just avoid it.

Its alarm is natural because it is protected by the hardest Orihalcon armor in the world. And stab through one of those points.

"Tremble, frighten... be, what"

"Droplets..."

Cutting through a fierce slaughter, I bumped into Fried to hit him and pushed my left hand against Fried's armored chest.

To Freed, it would just look like he got beat up and hugged defenseless.

There's only one chance to hit him unintentionally.

It's not sweet enough to aim at armor connections, only a spike sword from zero distance that also breaks through the orihalcon is viable.

The image of dripping water eventually crushing rocks as well.

Whether bounced against the thick walls of Orihalcon or not, the blade of neutrality wears a hole and eats and breaks!

"Uaah!?

Fried, who experienced severe pain in his chest, came rushing to slaughter him.

Guns and heavy slaughter hit my back and shoulders.

Even with Mithril's armor, his trembling shock runs, but never lets him get away with it.

Before I die, I'll kill you!

"Die here, Freed"

"GOOOOOOOOOO!"

My neutral sword finally pierced Fried's chest all at once.

At that moment, the arm that should have held Freed tight claps out.

Fried's body, which was flying in the rear, is held in bone tage fashion by the magician's sister in the black cape.

Court Sorcerer "Gate of Spacetime" Yenny Valpurgis, The Magic of Momentary Travel!

"Hey, wait!

If you get a series of instant magic, you can't keep up with it when you run.

Perhaps Fried was killed, but I couldn't confirm it.

Originally, we were going to end this unhelpful battle by showing that we had defeated Fried in front of the entire army.

Wasn't it a perfect operation?

The moment I regretted it, the shock ran on me.

From now on, Brugne, standing like a dead battery toy, was slashed with a dark double sword (twin black sword).

I got a decent heavy blow to my torso.

Somehow, the next slash played with the sword of light, but there was more shock than being attacked.

"That Brugne is strong...?

I don't believe it.

But if we are strong enemies, we have to defeat them on this occasion in order not to leave behind the roots of evil.

With all my might, I will wave the sword of light and the sword of neutrality to defeat Brugne, who has changed.

Brugne tried to take all my slaughter.

Stupid, this guy is really that Count.

It's strange not to say a word to that Brugne habit.

No, we're not, we're talking about something.

I'm already not alive, so I thought you weren't even breathing, opening your mouth small and whining about something.

If you listen to that Brugne grunt with a good ear.

"... ojaojaojaojaojaojaoja"

I'm scared!

It's close to when this skin feels squeaky, relative to the 'old man'.

Brugne's brain, soccered with his neck, would not be a noise where it rots.

Sewing and connecting the corpse, Brugne, who had embedded two of the Demon King's nuclei, was completely swallowed up in chaos.

It is turned into a mysterious chaotic animal, which can no longer even be called undead.

"Damn, what a monster you made me, Fried!

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..."

With a weird voice up, those who were Brugnes are slashed with dark double swords (twin black swords). What a heavy slaughter, desperate to reciprocate an attack.

Besides, the movement is not human.

My hands and feet feel weird. Because the reach is only long for that matter, in a decent sword technique, when dealt with, it is sharpened with jirri.

"Is this Brugne the Super Demon King?"

"Ooja oja oja oja oja oja oja"

Strong that human language doesn't make sense!

You can't even make a regular, conversational attack on your opponent.

Even while I'm thinking about it, Superdemon King Brugne sets up an irregular, illegible slaughter that doesn't make you feel like a creature at all.

Brugne's hand, rotten and swollen, becomes a prapla, seemingly full of gaps, while not letting him feel a gap that he can attack at all.

"Takel, he's not a rat, you'd better run here once!

Oracle emits shockwaves many times, but he doesn't even feel like a mosquito sting Brugne, who has turned into a superdemon king.

I just rocked my body as it stood, flushed all the shock waves and played.

Damn, why are you fighting such a mysterious creature with the intention of settling with Fried?

It would still be good if enemies came to kill us with all their might.

Brugne's attacks have no killing intentions, not even a clear intention. The face full of joints is faceless and I don't even know what I'm thinking.

And yet, this attack doesn't work, and a slash that just wields it unconstitutionally has Demon King class power.

"Fuck off, okay, I'm pulling, Oracle!

"Whoa, let's get out of here, Takel."

"Ojaoja, ojaoja, ojaoja..."

Oracle held me, I flew out of the sky and retreated.

Looking back because I can hear soldiers screaming from behind, Brugne, the superdemon king who swung his dark double sword as a boom, was sticking straight into the middle line of the Imperial Army, which was supposed to be on his side.

Nothing is more terrifying than the madness of not seeing the bottom.