Nankoufuraku no Maoujou e Youkoso

No words for the two confronting each other. No need for such a thing.

Oops, the wind went off.

A wild storm is drawn to the Holy Sword, wrapped around it, waiting for the time of liberation, now or now.

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Mr. Fulcus' white skin gives him a pearlescent color, and something like a cob bulges out of his forehead.

It was reminiscent of the appearance of an orga asking the inheritance.

Mr. Fulcus runs through the rain of Mr. Aerial's unleashed wind blade.

Find a fine breakthrough, jump in, and if you can't avoid it, select a route that requires minimal damage. disease to artistic, derived from vast combat experience.

Watching the enemy move like that, [Storm Brave] smiles with pleasure.

My distance shrunk at an alarming rate, and the two approached by the time everyone could anticipate a clash.

Mr. Aerial showed an attitude of interception with a cutting-edge toward heaven.

Mr. Fulcus won't stop.

She almost stepped within the reach of the blade and...

No - I kicked up the floor.

The shock causes the floor to turn wide open. Its size is like a wall.

Suddenly, the wall blocked the two of us in shape.

Mr. Aerial doesn't move.

"... too bad"

Words are useless in this battle.

So that's the word for not being able to compete.

Mr. Aerial pointed the cutting edge of the Holy Sword to the right from his own perspective.

A man-made natural disaster strikes in that direction.

A caretaker who manifests storms where they are inherently the extraction of heaven, at the will of men. That is the contractor of the Wind Spirit Body, one of the spiritual arts allowed by Aerial. The application that limits the scope of the effect is what he has produced.

A wind of atrocity blew through the line connecting the cutting edge to the wall. The floor shall be dusted, and the wound shall be dust.

Mr. Fulcus' left leg was no exception.

She was going through Mr. Aerial's side and headed towards Mr. Hamill's side.

Mr. Fulcus, who lost one leg, leaps with his remaining right leg.

Accelerate with such steps that foot marks are engraved on the floor.

Ms. Hamill, who is ahead of her, releases "Flying Slash," and Mr. Aerial pursues her with a wind blade.

Mr. Fulcus walked with his hands on the floor like a beast. Avoid imminent attacks.

That's not all.

"No, no, what's that move..."

I can't feel the rush from Mr. Hamill's stand-up, even as I let him hit his cheek.

Mr. Fulcus puts the wreckage of the snoring spear in his mouth and spins his body with momentum intact. In the process he took the wreckage and threw it at Mr. Hamill. Mr. Hamill tries to shoot off a throwing spear (Javelin) that rips through the sky with a "Flying Slash".

The purpose will not be achieved.

His skill is top notch. Aim will never be misaligned.

If there is something to take off, is it that the other person is also top notch, or does the subject change movement after recognition, as in Mr. Citrie's time?

In Mr. Citrie's case, he avoided a blow mowing his neck by becoming a [dreamer] figure from being in Remegeton.

But what Mr. Fulcus threw was a spear. You cannot deceive a first-line warrior with your will.

So yes, it was Mr. Fulcus who did it.

The second time he threw (,,,,,,) he played the spear for the first time and changed his orbit.

And on the third throw, adjust the orbit again.

They took place within a moment.

"Ha ha, this is again - ha"

Mr. Hamill must have noticed that, too. Even if I had known it originally, I would have strongly recognised it.

Mr. Fulcus is not only good as an armor pilot, he is not strong because he is a ghost.

It boasts unusual powers, has a sturdy flesh and has delicate skills.

That's the modern [pruning knight] Fulcus.

Critical, Mr. Hamill played the spear wreckage.

But the interception of Mr. Fulcus, who caught up with the spear he threw himself, was delayed for that matter.

Mr. Fulcus' hand is blurred. It just seemed so fast that he actually played Mr. Hamill's arm on the back of his hand.

This easily shatters the bones and causes the arms to bend toward the joints created by violence.

Naturally, I can't hold the magic sword.

Mr. Fulcus caught the fallen magic sword.

- I guess what a disciple can do means that a master can do it too...

Maybe I think too much.

It's just that I'm in the tenth tier from [Warrior] Aruba at the Phoenix party, in a tag tournament from Mr. Fulcus, and they're each taking away their magic gear.

"Wow, that's pretty shameful. This is"

He decided to kick his knee towards Mr. Fulcus' jaw shortly after he was broken in the arm, but she didn't either.

It was followed by a broken leg bone, Mr. Hamill, but the exit was spared.

Because I was made a living shield (,,,,) by Mr. Fulcus, who grabbed my collar.

Mr. Aerial's attack stops.

If Mr. Fulcus's speed with increased weight, it would be possible to say no to each of them.

But it's an act of killing demons from one ally to the next.

[Samurai] Like Mr. Masamune, he's not even in a state where his enemies are manipulating him.

It would be an act of hesitation for those who are on the righteous side of the setup, and the loss of numbers in the Reid battle in the first place sounds like a subsequent offense. As a one-tier method of attack, the decision to cut one of your allies off is heavy.

Mr. Fulcus releases' Flying Slash 'in all directions.

They've managed not to exit. Mr. Lewis and Mr. Fran have been rescued by Rayce.

[Wind Brave] Yuan-kun is still caught in the left hand of his armor. Seems to be restrained by such a strong force.

It is [the brave man of thunder] Mr. Skaha who is trying to help out with that.

[Blameless Archer] Sulli and [Thousand Weird Summoners] Margrette were fighting [Dragon Man]. All that remained was one, where his arrows pierced the eye hole.

The remains of the spear are burning by the braces of [Dragonman]. There's smoke, too, and bad vision.

Mr. Hamill now has no way of self-determination. My arms and legs are broken.

The abstention function is a specification that cannot be used if the distance to the enemy is too close. This is once considered to be one of the reasons for the introduction, such as the frequent abstentions of adventurers who want to avoid taking damage and exposing themselves to an ill-dressed appearance, just before being hit by demons.

Now, the use is limited in the case of traps that are not dead but cannot be removed.

"Neither will you, won't you? If you drop me, what's next? I wonder how to fight with one leg, no weapons, no men."

Mr Fulcus does not answer Mr Hamill's words.

Slowly, an empty member approaches Mr. Fulcus.

But because of the Flying Slash, it doesn't seem to work the way you want it to.

A consciousness other than Mr. Skaha and Yuan-kun turned to himself, at that moment.

She moved.

Precisely, with her - the armor moved.

"- Huh!?

Adventurers share surprises.

The unmanipulated armor is moving, surprising as well.

It's not like anyone else is on board.

When I saw the screen, I was as surprised and convinced as the adventurers were.

"... you certainly didn't say you couldn't fly without boarding"

I guess there's a way to remotely operate it.

Given that I usually board, does remoteness have the disadvantage of decreasing operational accuracy?

Anyway, the armor is moving.

Black Grand Armor loses his left arm and his right hand is in a state where he can't hold anything well thanks to Mr. Hell.

The armor rolled at my feet. I kicked the broken spear - the thickness as much as the whole because the big armor was using it.

Great momentum, spears fly.

The armor then approaches Mr. Skaha. Mr. Fran and Mr. Lewis are running to cover.

On the track of the broken spear, there was Mr. Aerial.

He would be able to handle it - normally.

"Huh? Whoa...!?

Mr. Hamill's voice.

Mr. Fulcus threw Mr. Hamill toward Mr. Aerial.

――――

And I try to chop it up with "Flying Slash".

Naturally, Mr. Aerial protects him with a wall of air, and also receives and moves his body by wind magic.

Doing that in an instant, it's just as hard for him to completely destroy a broken spear.

Mr. Aerial, who chose to deal with getting himself and Mr. Hamill off the track.

What remains of Mr. Fulcus, who lost his living shield, is Mr. Hamill's magic sword.

When Mr. Fulcus turned his sword belly to the front, an arrow hit him there. Bounced, flying away.

It's Mr. Sulli.

He is already in motion to avoid the 'Flying Slash' that was released just moments ago.

That's enough. I've earned time.

Mr. Fulcus jumped on the impending broken spear.

And immediately, execute the kind of stretch that caused hundreds of years of plant growth in an instant.

This is all that remains of the spear. That is, this is the main body now.

"Ha ha, isn't that fun, Fulcus! The Four Heavenly Kings of Demon Castle are just hilarious guys!

Some of the spears strewn like a spider's nest, Mr. Fulcus wraps around the base of his missing leg and becomes an impromptu prosthetic leg.

Approaching her like that is [Demon Sword Brave] Hervor.

Mr. Fulcus won't stop her running on the spear again. They also walk themselves, approaching each other from the front.

And the two put up their fists and bumped it together at the same time.

A dull sound sounds.

After gluing between blinks, the two arms bounced off to be bounced off at the same time.

The hands have been pulled together. Pain sharing, shall we say?

With a simple fist bump, Mr. Fulcus means [Demon Sword Brave] and each other.

But Mr. Hell has the ability to regenerate...

"Hmm?

Mr. Hell's body has a spear wrapped around it like a rope if you notice.

"Come on, you're not!

The purpose of Mr. Fulcus was to stop this brave man for a moment.

The stopping is complete. Escaping custody from now on won't catch up with her any time soon.

Mr. Aerial was injecting a magic body (avatar) restorative to keep Mr. Hamill from exiting.

He's releasing a wind blade to destroy the spear net, but only rescue priority.

"The aim is Yuan!

Rayce screams. Is the honorable name off because it requires sudden attention?

Towards him like that, Mr. Fulcus keeps releasing 'Flying Slash'.

Mr. Sulli has no radiation coming through and no arrows.

Mr. Margrette has an open distance.

Mr. Fran and Mr. Lewis are in battle with armor.

The reason Yuan-kun couldn't escape his arm was also just found out. I guess I kept putting my strength in my arms remotely. That's why I couldn't get out. Exquisite addition and subtraction, it must have been fixed.

"Yuan won't let me do it. I'm here."

Mr. Skaha stands up.

Mr. Fulcus landing on the arm of the armor.

I guess you were building up magic, Mr. Skaha's lateral giraffe is much faster than it was earlier.

Mr. Fulcus' squeaky right arm is severed from around his arms.

A second blow is imminent after cutting and returning, but its orbit is slightly uneven.

Mr. Fulcus hit the arm of the armor with his left arm, and the impact caused the arm to shake heavily.

Mr. Fulcus takes the slaughter of the brake with a magic sword.

Even trembling at the thunderbolt knocked into the Holy Sword Herald, Mr. Fulcus withstands the damage. A concurrent demon would be an attack for a few degrees of exit, which is not enough to drop her.

"It's an amazing endurance. - Gah?

Mr. Skaha left (,,,,,,,,).

Exit in the form of a sudden, threaded neck and head dancing through the universe.

Mr. Fulcus was acting like he was swinging through a non-existent right arm.

- No way.

Ghosts (orgasms) are a species with excellent vitality. It converts what you eat into life force, which supports unusual endurance and strength.

And this is the basics of the world, but magic is the power from which it all comes.

It is said that magic shapes everything.

That's why he said he could magically mimic everything.

Conversely, depending on the species, it is possible.

Vampires sucking magic out of their blood, dreamers sucking magic out of their energy, etc.

What if a race called Ghost has the ability to convert life into magic?

Turn an unusual life force into magic, wrap it around your body as a replacement for your arm - if you hit it?

This result is also unlikely.

No matter how much Mr. Fulcus, it is hard to think of exerting an output equivalent to high-density and high-purity magic without features such as horns and canes.

Even if I could, wouldn't it be just a few moments to carve the moment into hundreds more?

Did you do that?

With the 5th brave man's thunderbolt on him and two missing in his limbs.

……

Mr. Fulcus doesn't move.

No, I couldn't seem to move.

Rayce's locked in by the box of air.

And we were assembling in the meantime.

Mr. Aerial, Mr. Hell, Mr. Reyes.

"I'm sorry, Lord Skaha......!

Yuan-kun is working out his magic too.

Simultaneous attack by four brave men.

In this state, even Mr. Fulcus just can't avoid it.

The color of her skin was back to normal when she realized it.

I think Mr. Fulcus saw the camera for a moment, not the enemy.

I am struck by the illusion that my master and I are in contact.

- Yes, I was watching it right.

What Mr. Fulcus once taught me.

She admitted it was my advantage to be able to grasp the situation and explore the winning hand.

Of course, the first will be to win.

The Battle of Reid meant that she was also to show off several unpublished moves.

But Mr. Fulcus proved that he could fight this far my way.

Not the Remegeton, but the Reme way.

Keep thinking, increase the number of choices you can take, and hand in the victory that way.

My hand tag is very different from hers, but I think I understand what you're trying to tell me.

"... I'm hungry"

Did that voice actually say something or my fantasy? [M]

Third Four Heavenly Kings [Plower Knight] Fulcus, exit.

The Adventurers reduced the number to nine and attacked the eighth tier. I earned one right to resurrection.

There are two floor bosses left to protect the Demon King.

[Demon of Time] Agares and [Dark Demon Instructor of Ship Horns] Lemegeton only.