Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

The center of the crater exploded and the dust pillars stood.

――

Flim and Ashley also had to look back at the boulder, which kept constantly attacking the regenerating Hydra and delayed its recovery as much as possible.

From the roots of the [fountain] every time a waterfall rolls backwards, a purple blue thunderlight pops up.

It's like a snake crawling through the ground, walking straight through the ground. The spearhead is naturally Hydra.

"Hart......!

"Beowulf......!

The two girls called their names with joyful thoughts. It's too fast to discern, but there's only one person, such as that brilliant person, on this occasion.

But it was Hydra who was hit with direct hostility that showed a divine speed reaction over such flims and Ashley.

"SSSSSSSSSHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!"

Or maybe he's already been on guard since the boy got up.

He even broke the routine of not taking offensive action during playback, causing the roaring Hydra to ram several necks into the flash of trying to crawl over at a hell of a rate.

A head thrust rolled out of an overly gigantic figure can only have the destructive power of a single hit. That velocity is also the time of the meteor.

One of the preceding heads entered a direct hit course.

My distance will be zero in an instant.

Clash.

The moment, the intense sound of metal colliding with metal rings, the ground chooses after too many shocks, and the dust sprays up -

Hydra's neck burst to the roots at once.

Not too stunned, Flim and Ashley stopped moving and stared at each other when they said they were in the middle of a fight.

I don't even understand what happened with the two of us.

From their point of view, the boy returning to the front - the next moment one of Hydra's necks stuck in Ragdishardt - blew the whole thing to pieces. That's all I knew.

"SSSSSSSHHHHHHHRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

As if the remaining neck complains irrationally. Several necks that were following the first stopped moving, glowing golden eyes as if to see how it was going.

One might say that Hydra's attack was a success in the sense of stopping the boy from advancing. A boy with a deep purple glow all over his body stood up with a supermassive weapon in the center of a big hole that made him think it was a blast site.

"That - could it be a" ghost knife "...?

Flim, who saw a weapon held by a boy from the air, drools such thoughts without my knowledge.

I didn't look familiar with that form, neither did Huami or Hempty. Ridiculously sized single-edged sword - definitely named "Ghost Knife". It is a prototype weapon that predeceased the mode of the Black Emperor Steel Xuan (the Great Breaking Knife) that Flim and the boy's grandfather, Tradidore, loved to use. It was prototyped as a knockout to narrow down the concept, but it should have ended up in storage without being used in action.

'They do work out properly...'

At the same time it is prototyped, but hence many parts of it that are out of hand, especially my grandmother Rainesismaria, who has heard that the weight balance is disastrous. Such a thing, if you try to be an arsenal maker (crafter), it's only 'less than a weapon toy'.

But the boy must have decided that the enormity was what was needed. Indeed, the Ghost Knife exerted its power and smashed one of Hydra's necks.

Though...

"... what is that power..."

It's just one. That's it, that giant snake bounced off in an instant. It's like a frog with a firecracker stuck in its butthole, light.

Anyway, it's a prototype "ghost knife" that my grandfather Ares used in his entire season, and he's the boy who uses it. No matter how many assistive techniques you say your physical abilities are enhanced to the maximum, there will be a limit.

No, no. Stay with me, Atashi, and Flim tells himself. Don't fall asleep, I won't wake your eyes. This wouldn't be the first time I've seen Hydra's neck blow up with a blow like now. Earlier, just before the boy was crushed, [didn't he do the same thing with his bare hands] -

On that point, there was someone who was more intensely stunned, again in a different way than Flim.

"- Is that..." Dragon King...? "

Ashley shrugged as she doubted her senses. Immediately afterwards, I spin a word of denial against myself like that.

'No, no way...'

It penetrates the list and collapses from within - it was a familiar [way of breaking] for Ashley. The Knights of Pale Red Flames, to which she belongs, have people who do the same [way of breaking] as Beowulf does today. He's one of the same "Cartesian Third" as Ashley.

Indeed, "I remember it was a technique called Dragon Spirit.

Take an enemy attack and pour it straight into the earth at your feet - the dragon vein - so that you can bare its power. Then the earth returns just the same force as a recoil, so I multiply my own strength there and strike it out - it was certainly such a magical logic.

"It evokes the dragon in the dragon vein, so it's called" Dragon Power. "

is about the man.

It was similar to Ashley's own special abilities as "Sir Baylin," so I asked for details.

But...

'- Impossible...!

Although he is a dislikeable man, [he] is a master of breakthroughs as a fighter (a purist). Beowulf can't have mastered the technique of doing that and saying, "Well, I can't have a series of pom-poms." Plus, practice with swords, not on foot, etc.

"-SSSSHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!

But denial by reason was smashed to pieces by the sight of jumping into my eyes.

Hydra roared and jumped again at the boy who had stopped being slight once he had struck down the attack. Three necks penetrate from three directions, with a time difference. I have no hesitation about the movement, the speed. I'm going to do everything I can to make the boy smash things into his own mass.

But.

As for Ashley's eighteenth, "Absolute Realm," the boy moved as soon as Hydra's nose tip was in time.

Fast. Triple strike.

Electrolite fire slaughter flashed, temporarily all three of Hydra's necks exploded.

The wave of destruction rushes instantly from the head of the snake to the main part of the root - but there it is blocked by a blue and white "membrane". The infiltration of power is stopped there and does not reach the "eyeball", the main body of the heart.

That defensive field is still the biggest difficulty. Unless you break that one, you can't do definite damage to the main part of Hydra.

Fragments of Hydra scattered on the ground are drawn to the body as if to turn back time, regenerating the great neck again. I'm tired of seeing the sight of spilled water going back to the basin.

'... Huh!

Well, Ashley returned it to me. What are we watching in silence, ourselves? Even Flim is stopping the move like it was frightening, which implies that that's all the boy's resurrection and his strength was shocking, but now he's in battle. It's Setouchi whether to leave this space alive or not.

"- Flimoo! Not if you're bluffing! We don't need it. We need it.

Short words have broken in via routers. Incredibly, the voice was drenched in terrible, zazzling noise, and instantly I didn't know whose it belonged.

Late, I understood that it belonged to Beowulf.

- I don't need it...?

"Hey - Hey Hart, what are you doing alone? 'I'm fine', so you're running away. Aww! Wait, Gorga!!

Even Flim, who tried to stop him, shook him off as if in a ruthless voice when he was someone else, and the boy ran out again.

Turn into a purple blue light strip.

Do you dare run on the earth without going to the universe to take advantage of the dragon pulse after all? Heavy tanks raised a lot of dirt and smoke, and plunged into the main body of Hydra.

"SSSSSHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!

You've decided you can no longer make it with a physical attack, six snakeheads, excluding those on the way to regeneration, bring a sickle and open your mouth wide.

A thermal flash was emitted simultaneously.

The disease of the opposing boy was extremely subtle. The course, which was going straight, suddenly folds into a zigzag, avoiding the columns of heat and light that can protrude into the ground, as if drawing waves of seismometers.

I quickly dived into my nostalgia.

piercing sharply, but with momentum, I let my left foot step into the ground,

"Viper Assault"

Deep purple Photon Blood is intertwined in the "Ghost Knife" that swung up the big upper section. Even the long body stretched further, and the fierce light turned into a snake's swooping blade.

"Zwieslash."

The second swordsmanship ceremony is activated additionally. Something that should be released with a lightweight weapon, such as a dagger or a small machete, if it is meant to be, is forced to run by control outside the boy's common sense.

A slaughter that became like a whip was knocked into Hydra's expanded blue and white "membrane. The light blade meets the defensive field only for a moment - it is eaten and torn.

The blue and white "membrane" was ripped apart like a thin plastic wrap and scratched around to the trajectory depicting "Z." A gap in the defensive field that is wound with distortion and cuts a thousand. The boy was forced to screw his body in there and performed the procedure in cold blood everywhere.

"Drill Break"

Deep purple drills cover and expand in multiple ways so as to build up the formation. The rotational speed accelerates exponentially. A sword stretched out by Viper Assault and overlaid with fifteen (15) "Drill Breaks" was plunged into the main part of Hydra.

From the boy's back, Photon Blood's sprayed light scattered as the flowers opened...

Assault.

Metals rubbed against each other, and the fierce sound of crushing.

The body of a boy transformed into a giant rifle bullet buries inside the domed hydra body.

The assault by a rough drill quickly reached the central "eyeball" and smashed this.

"SSSSSSSHHHHHGGGGGGYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA -!?"

Hydra's neck is aligned and the extinct screams cry out hello and a deafening electronic sound, but I already knew it was just a sight.

- Beowulf! Probably, but the "floor master" should have a core kernel on all nine necks besides the "eyeballs" there!

Ashley pointed out,

'Yes! It doesn't make sense to just crush it there! That's why I'm timing it with you guys.'

There's no point in not attacking, when Flim almost said.

"Zwieslash."

The body of the hydra was torn from the inside out. The armor on the top surface blows up like it burst.

――

I was drained of my liver.

From just above, a huge 'Z' lettering is engraved on the upper surface armor of the domed body. Whatever, it's the deep purple glow that's overflowing from it.

"-Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A scream burst out of the snake's mouth that doubled the previous one.

A boy who broke into Hydra's body has every chick hatching from an egg rumbling inside. The internal mechanism, arguably Hydra's gut, is scratched abruptly, and the sound of metal breaking and smashing from the crack gap sounds uninterrupted. Each time, he twisted himself so that Hydra's nine necks were smothered.

Furthermore,

"Bolt Stake"

A dozen lightning spears broke through the armor and jumped out of the inside of the main unit as much as a sword mountain.

To say the least, it was an amazing sight.

――……

Neither Flim nor Ashley can forbid severe discomfort in the appearance of a boy who continues to make harsh attacks with a feverless voice.

For the first time in a fight against words and deeds that only another personality seemed to dwell on, the two of them could no longer even add up.

- That's... fighting over there is [who is it]......!?

Ashley doubts as she desperately forgives her confused head. Is that really [um] Beowulf?

It's like someone else. I don't know what happened to him that was scratched, but at least Ashley's - no, the boy's face, who wouldn't even know his sister's precious flim, was there.

Without being flushed by emotions, he fights ruthlessly, relentlessly, like a machine - the will to be called even cold madness rose throughout his body, seemingly dominating even his soul.

"KKKKKKKRRRRRRRYYYYYYY!! '" GGGGGGGGRRRRAAAAAAAA!!' 'RRRRRRRWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!

At that time, the onslaught by the Feilongs and the Driving Dragons was resumed again. Fei Long goes to the flim in the air, and Drive Dragon goes to Ashley on the ground. Speaking of which, there's no response from Niebeth, but which way did he fall? Although there seems to be no change in the vitals that can be confirmed by the router.

For one thing, he raises his inner consternation to the shelf, and Ashley responds to the dragon. The breath of a dragon approaching from all directions, heaven and earth, without a hyperbolic knife, tours the thought in a corner of his head, to the point of a possibility.

Maybe the boy hasn't woken up yet. With consciousness flying, but driven by fighting instincts, he may be fighting unconsciously. Assuming that, I'm convinced that this story doesn't make sense and I'm just trying to crush Hydra at my discretion without any thought.

I'm convinced...

'- Impossible...!

Ashley repeated the same words.

Even if you pass out, you keep fighting like crazy with only your remaining instincts - such things are "Shura's business".

There is no way in the end that such a thing could be believed to be asleep in a boy who was so unreliable and who, no matter how he looked, didn't even look like a brave man or a hero or, on the contrary, a warrior, just mundane.

It's impossible.

"- Halt! Halt! Hey, I hear you!? Hey, Hart! Don't answer me. - Please, just answer me! Hey! '

Flim's voice screams in his reading as he deals with Fei Long. She also fights the confusion and impatience that arises within her. The voice was terribly unstable. But that's also something we can't help. The boy hasn't responded to her call in any way since earlier.

After all, even she, who should have known Beowulf well for a long time, is now in a strange state.

Two, a hypothesis passes Ashley's back of the brain.

Maybe that's Beowulf's nature - I thought.

The boy's adult and weak character is that unusual fighting instinct - is it not a persona as a counter to ferocity? Suppose his weak personality was formed as a safety mechanism (Safety) to curb the destructive impulse that is too strong -?

The unusual strength and the passivity as if inversely proportional to it - if you think about it, that chig hugging explains it too.

I thought it was strange.

Even that sword lady, Villey, and ice spear Karellen, said at first glance they defeated the gatekeeper Hercules, who chose to dodge the battle, single-handedly, and yet in the Volkling Circus case, defeated the mastermind, Siglos Schweinberg, over a single hit.

Why do so many masterpieces haunt an atmosphere that seems so unconfidential and can only be described as' hectic 'if expressed abusively?

But it is also convincing if it was [a pseudo] to curb the thirst for violence and not to harm the surroundings.

…………

Gradually in Ashley, the thought just turns to certainty.

But, but...

Let's assume that inertia is counterweight. Then the heavier one is, the more weight the other is.

He is that boy who was irresistible until he was given the name of Princess Xiaolong in an attempt to get beaten up. On the contrary, what exactly is the offensive impulse that has been suppressed by that hipster mask?

Ashley had no idea.

Besides, that balance is out of order now.

If...

"- Huh!?

Ashley screamed, without arrows or shields, at the instantly flashing forecast of the future.

'Yes, you shouldn't, Flim! We have to stop Beowulf! If you leave him like this, he 's--'

"- You mean blow yourself up!? I know, I know, I know!

Apparently he reached a similar conclusion on the same path of thought as Ashley, Flim said back to slap him. The tone is rough, I guess, because she's also in such a hurry that she wants to scratch her head.

Now that reason, which was suppressive, is being lost, Beowulf is turning into a mass of destructive impulses to the point of purity. I have no emotions, no calculations, I'm just trying to crush Hydra using all the power I can have. There, the notion of protecting ourselves is tantamount to nothing.

As the stone rolls down the ramp, Beowulf's ferocity in losing the stopper will continue to expand.

To cite, you must try to destroy Hydra even at the expense of your own life. This wasn't a prediction or a guess, it was just an inevitability.

Because that is the incarnation of the struggle - "Shura".

Ashley made an instant decision.

'- I'll take on all the dragons! You got Beowulf!

'-!? ……………'

Beyond the router, signs that Flim is stunned and breathtaking. It's such an impotence - that's what I'm about to say, and the silence that forced me to swallow follows.

Ashley and I were well aware of the danger.

But perhaps Flim would have liked to have offered him this. I should have hoped. And at the same time, come on, I shouldn't have been able to get it out of my mouth. Because asking for it is like saying "die" far away.

But to stop Beowulf, a flim who can go through the universe is more appropriate than a self who can only crawl through the earth. At the very least, I wish there was a "zeagoot", but it wouldn't even start if I screwed around.

If we keep fighting the dark clouds, we won't be able to make it. One of them attracts the dragon, and one of them has no choice but to let Beowulf regain his sanity.

I bet Flim knows that, too.

Therefore, she did not commit the foolishness of wasting time with hesitation, and she also answered promptly.

"- I'm sorry, I got it!

Flim, who was kicking a flying dragon in the air a short distance from Hydra, kicked into the atmosphere and started walking towards the ground where Ashley was.

Draw a gliding swallow's temporal orbit and run straight diagonally.

Regardless, don't forget to scatter "Air Mine" from the back of your shoe. A flying dragon caught in the aerial lightning of a placed souvenir explodes one after the other and crashes.

The moment you pass right over Ashley battling the Driving Dragon on a course that looks like a sweeping up,

'I'm sorry! I'll get you something when I get home!

Leaving that behind, Flim was back on the ascent track. Running up into the air to draw the shallow V letter of the angle.

Train Pass.

Pushing a herd of drawn flying dragons to Ashley, Flim headed to the main part of the Hydra where the boy was located.

On his back as he runs away as a whirlwind, Ashley shouts a voice of encouragement as he waves his sword.

'You mustn't be more impotent than that! Because there's no point in mummifying!

Flim smiled slightly across the comm.

"Atashi, it's not like I'm your sister!

'Shut up! At dawn when you get home safely, you'll have half of your new airbike bill as a sack of bullshit! So - so be sure to come back safely with Beowulf! Nice!

Ashley mocks herself with her heart. Don't think of anything you can honestly say you're worried about. But it was also true that I had a strange little taste for these interactions with Flim.

The sweetness of Beowulf, which has now evaporated, may have taken over. Anyway, overcoming this difficulty and surviving all seven, including Nievez and the others - that's the only unique wish Ashley has now, and that prayer was the one that supported her without frustrating her will to fight.

'Yes, yes, I get it! He said he didn't give a shit - dude, dude!

The voice, which was a light nori, switches seriously in the last three words. A long twin-tail - no, one of which is untied and [single-tailed] - flowed back and accelerated away as the arrows released.

- I'll take care of this one, Flim. Beowulf, please.

Whispering in her chest, Ashley takes her gaze off her back.

What you look around is a bunch of dragons surrounding you.

"GGGGRRRRRRYYYYYY!! '" PPPPPGGGGYYYYYYY!' "VRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA '" GGGGGRRRRAAAAAA!' "PPPPPPRRRRRRRYYYYY! '" HHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Simply more than doubled in density, various dragon species, both in shape and color, are aiming Ashley with hostile burning eyes.

Effective time of the assistive technique, 90 seconds remaining.

No matter how many enhancement coefficients are eight times higher, can you quantify this number?

But we have to.

Ashley squeezes a pale song knife two waves and has a sharp glance in her rugged eyes.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

At the time of Mukade, a multi-legged dragon threw himself in as he twisted his long body. He opens his mouth wide as he raises his earthen smoke, and his fierce fangs press him to chew Ashley off a thousand times.

"- Ha!

Without making a passive choice to retreat back, Ashley rather rushed out toward the Runway Dragon. Step hard into your left leg just before staggering and jump. Fly over the head of the Mukade Driving Dragon, which is in a much higher position by eight times its normal leg strength, and land on its back. The bottom of the armored shoe made a hard noise on the scale.

"PPPPPPRRRRRRYYYYY!" "HHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR '" GGGGGRRRRAAAAAA!' "VRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Because we had been inviting each other to fight, the dragons no longer quit it, packed the distance, and entered the brace firing position. I intend to destroy Ashley every Mukade Driven Dragon.

A simultaneous attack is coming.

"Sir Baylin!"

I guessed so. Ashley kicked the back of the Mukade Driving Dragon and jumped again. Cross your arms in front of your chest and strike a repetition. Identify the number of dragons in [intermission] in the field of vision with upside down,

"" Liberation (Release) - "

Unleash the power that was accumulating in Sir Baylin here at once.

"- Blade Drawer (Enclosure) Heh!!

As the compressed surgery exploded, the red-gold-haired girl waved her arms and slashed them.

The liberated aurora turns into a sword flash, wild as the storm. A sparkling slashing wave burst, tearing apart the dragon in all directions, as easily as jelly.

"GGGGGRRRRRAAAAAAA -!?" "UUURRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY -!?" "WWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

The cry of the high severed demon went up in a row.

The girl dances the universe gorgeously as it is, in the brilliance of the aurora she emitted herself.

But.

"GGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Roar from behind. If I turned my gaze toward you, there was a pitch-black flying dragon at the time of the shadows - a dark black dragon looming. It turned off the sound, killed the signs, and plunged from the sky.

"- Huh!?

It was far-fetched. Though I knew from past experience that there was something highly hidden among dragon species. I didn't know you were in the middle of a fierce battle and overlooked its existence. If only we had shared overlooking vision by Beowulf's "Eagle Eye," something we knew beforehand.

- They're gonna do it...!

But if you have a stronger defense now, you don't have to die instantly. Once he retreats as he draws his enemies and regains his posture while healing his wounds - and is ready to be hurt in a blinking moment, Ashley immediately assembles the next action to be taken.

At the next moment, a sharp nail as the sword of the Dark Black Dragon burst into Ashley's back

I didn't.

"- I finally found it!

Suddenly, a familiar voice popped into my brain.

At the same time, a strip of thunder flashes at the edge of the sight.

――

Running without sound [dark blue lightning]. That jumped into Ashley's sight. instantaneous rotation,

"Garuhh!!

A thunderbolt emitted the beast's asthma slid through Ashley's right side and slammed through the torso of the flying dragon that was looming behind her.

"GGGAAAAAAA -!?"

A pitch-black flying dragon with a wind hole in his belly enters the inactivity (shutdown) sequence without a single clump.

Dragon scales, meat and bones. Resistance upon penetration of them, resulting in a slowed down thunder, restores the shape of a person in the air.

Navy blue wolf cut. Persian blue eyes. On the [wolf's ear], which grew pinned from the top of his head, a blue limb that became [furry]. An estock so long that it is inconceivably Lance who is gripped by both hands with sharp nails stretched out that they do not seem to belong to people.

Swordsman of the Beast - there was a being there that could only be called yes.

Transformers (Disgazers).

That's what we call a specific kind of person who has a special "SEAL" and can transform it into something [unnecessary] with its power.

It is a special race in which the power of the 'reality modifier' contained in Photon Blood transforms (disgusts) the flesh and normally replaces it with an impossible form. Its shape varies from person to person. Some say that they become complete (Jenniwan) shapes that become beasts and demons themselves, while others are mixed (hybrid) shapes like the beastmen here.

"Grrrrrrrr......!

The beast man who came to the Ethereal Short Jacket roared low. Transformers who have even turned into beasts, even about half of them, can sometimes change the structure of their vocal cords, making them unable to speak human language.

'Are you all right, Ashley!?

But what comes from [another router] is the voice of a bright, energetic girl. If it's a conversational communication, you can communicate without a problem, whether you're a transfighter or not.

Ashley, who decided to land brilliantly by rotating herself, but shortly after she uttered her voice, slashed off all the dragon braces fired from all directions with "absolute space". Ashley, who had repelled the breath of death as she breathed, then spoke to the beast man who finally appeared neglected.

"- Zelda......!? Why are you here...!?

Surprisingly, my voice rubs up unexpectedly.

Zelda Assandri of "Cartesian Third" of "Noble Prominence Nights" of the Knights of Pale Red Flames - "Disease Windstorm (Storm Rider)".

It was precisely the identity of the blue beast man who was the man.

Likewise landing as lightly as a cat, Zelda laughed nostalgically with a face that blended wolf and human traits.

'What are you talking about! I've come to help you! Look, everyone's here, too!

As strange as the phase is, it shows the southern sky in estock in a demeanor manner.

When he was swung, a pale pillar of fire, huge enough to be seen from here, was scorching heaven, far beyond the mountains, where the collapsed building was joined.

There's no way Ashley missees that pale flame.

"Captain Victoria......"

Mumble its name.

Sword lady Villey. Nothing else, the symbol of the Lord (Blazing Rose) to which Ashley gave her sword, was blooming there.

I think they split up when we got here, but maybe there's some deputy chiefs over there.

That said, Zelda now pointed Estock's cut in the western direction.

Then, there stands a great tree of bright red ice shining in the sun.

I'm surprised when the hell... I was too focused on the battle in front of me to notice any changes outside of the battlefield.

That's the ice spear Karellen's blood ice - "Yugdrasil Aerivagal". It's usually the lead of a deputy commander who is thorough in battle command, shown in "The Volkling Circus Case".

Shadows like pale fire columns and featherworms flying around the perimeter of bright red ice trees would probably be flying dragons. Ashley suspected that the dragons popped and went into battle by coming to this space.

'I was worried about Ashley, so it depended on how quickly I ran. I'm so glad you're safe!

Spilling his thoughts of relief as he stroked his chest down with relief, Zelda, however, stood estock without alarm and swung a Persian blue gaze around him.

Both the Fei-Long and the Driving Dragon are still there. It's not the kind of situation where you can breathe out.

But Ashley's mouth shapes a grin helplessly, vigilant as Zelda stands Sir Baylin.

- My people, they're here...!

- The emergency signal was coming...!

An emergency signal from a router that I thought would arrive first, but I kept sending out because I wanted to. I gave up somewhere in my head that even if it finally arrived, my people wouldn't come forward with such a suspicious gate.

Yet.

He came.

He didn't skip the danger, and all of Nights came to rescue me.

The fact of the matter makes my chest much hotter.

In essence, Zelda is the only one who has gained more power on this occasion. But the rest of us are in the same space - and that was it already, as if even the sight in the eyes had changed its shade.

I'm sure the two remaining Cartesian Third men will be here. A hundred manpower, no, a thousand manpower if everyone is around. Ashley's chest is filled with peace of mind and joy so that warm water can be poured.

This fight, I can win - Ashley is so sure.

With all the Knights, whether they're dragons or floor masters, what do they do?

The feeling of a must-win increased Ashley's strength all over her body.

The two girls stand on their backs and make up for each other's blind spots.

"- Thank you, Zelda. You'll want to hear a lot about it, but even so, after you get through here. Please help me. '

"It's a great help to know about disappointment!

A pleasant response is really pleasant. Ashley deepens her grin and shouts words to inspire herself.

"- My name is Ashley Leoncabarlo, and the Knights of Pale Red Flames, Noble Prominence Nights, is Knight, Absolute Realm (Lahe Ritter)! With my compatriot Zelda Assandri," Storm Ryder "- push!

"Galaaaaaaa!!" "Oh!

Ashley raises her name instead of Zelda, who can't speak, and the blue beast man emits a fierce roar accordingly.

The two knights, dignified and benevolent, kicked the ground and jumped out at the same time.

The Ethereal Hyperbolic Knife, a sharp Spike Sword, wields fierceness.