Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

I can't afford to take any action. Hazan was witnessing a magical composition that could also be taken as strange, which the girl in front of him was about to roll out rather than accurately recognizing the situation.

An electric shock that swoops from the fingertips of both arms toward the surface, sagging powerlessly. Loki lifts it up shaking.

Electric shocks were knitted in the air, and when they disappeared, the flashing blink gradually branched out into the air like a mesh.

It also seems that countless thunder is rising toward heaven, which stretches out its branches like trees.

A sense of urgency brings Hazan to reciprocal recognition. By this magic, they can kill themselves.

There is no fine dust in regret that I should have just cleaned up the girl, etc. But it's a long way from the role I expected from her.

Was it somewhere proud in the battle? I was aware of my superiority as an overwhelming strong man who couldn't have been, because it's a lot to be bitten in battle. Still, I had to admit that I was insulting you a lot, because it's the best I can do because it holds up boiling exaltations in my heart.

A state in which each other has enabled the taking of life, which can also be taken as the essence of this killing.

It was something I had forgotten for a long time.

But...

Hazan who wanted to move instantly, but already after he was hit first.

Above all, he didn't know what magic Loki would use. Most of all that would be an afterthought with no great impact.

Hazan is left with the magic of destroying the configuration.

No matter what they do, it's no use. If Hazan were to find the only interesting thing there, it meant that it had to go with the magic of the nearest lightning system.

Even though it destroys the configuration, it is constructed as magic and makes no sense unless it is expressed. If there's nothing to destroy, it's pointless.

By mistake, if you get out early, it will be really unpleasant - it is he who has no such concerns, nor fine dust. It was a Ningro gaming sensation.

Hazan erased his grin from his cheek when he learned that a moment of death struggle was something that would give him such a deep and deep-rooted exaltation. The core of my body hurts quietly.

- What the fuck!?

Words so irritated by discomfort were due to the electric shock that spreads in front of him blending into the air and stopping his claim as a thunderbolt.

Obvious dissimilarity. It was just before I asked how much magic I wanted to express, and as if I had canceled, the electric shock had disappeared. The fingertips, gently pointed at the universe, fall again like the thread is broken.

- Yeah, whatever. It's that serious injury. It should also be difficult to make up magic. Almost dying already, Xing shredded......!!

Exactly after I thought Xing had been shredded.

The surrounding magic does not degrade information, but the discomfort that still floats as a particle of light. Hazan's point of view captured the girl's mouth in the back at the tip of a slightly dancing starscrap-like sight.

I feel loose and run through my whole body according to my instincts - a girl spins something.

It's not exactly something you can hear, the last words at death like a plunder. A mouthpiece that moves suspiciously into small pieces even if the words were even uttered.

"Follow... [Volkswagen" Fushiikazuchi "]"

"- Huh!!

The magic drifting around me fastened the movement perfectly. The air that stopped like a swing, the feeling of impatience that something was moving, soars the alarm.

When the thunderbolt that rang in front of Loki flashed for only a moment, he disappeared instantly.

After a few seconds of comma, Hazan strengthens his spine. Because I thought it would be inappropriate to capture it visually. But that's not a give up.

Hazan spun his magic without delaying the proof. There's no room for any element of agitation or anxiety in there. A laid back one.

"HAN - [The Impact of Configuration Destruction" Roots Actor Break "]!!!!

The impact runs instantly around Hazan and towards all directions. Based on him, the magical composition that touched the shock destroys, the magic that does not allow everything, whatever its type, to retain the phenomenon as a phenomenon.

A wind-like punch wind expands domed. A quick breeze blows across and swallows the loki as well.

This should have erased all the magic elements in this area. Regardless, magic is not under its interference, but it cannot exist as magic. That's why I was waiting for Loki to activate the magic.

I didn't know what I was going to do, but after I had already taken away the meaning of thinking, I would have picked a winning bud by the time I had no skin.

The lights in front of the wind, I let myself use this magic. Hazan has a merciful, creepy grin about killing him with one blow - but...

――

What he saw was a fine thunderbolt of static electricity running in front of him. It's not about the distance you can touch if you reach out. That's super close enough to even burn eyes.

Thunder dragons sewing air gaps just to say they found this one.

It is a thunderbolt that lays low.

Instantly composed as magic everywhere. It was a thunder that repeatedly reconstituted and reconstituted.

It is an instant to rely only on the magic of the other person to hide and lurk, thus reaching its root.

[The Impact of Configuration Destruction "Roots Actor Break"] is a magic that destroys magical configurations. However, [Volkswagen "Fushiikazuchi"] returns from configuration to magic and instantly repeats the process of being reconstituted. The path is sprayed magic, this serves as a circuit.

However, the magic to the configuration and its technology are not masterable in a short period of time. It was therefore [Yuehua], thanks to the magic that had been prepared in advance.

The only superior magic of its kind outside the interference of [Roots Actor Break, the impact of configuration destruction]. And rely on their magic. It is inappropriate for many people to escape at the stage when they emit the inherent information of magic.

But when Hazan could not understand it and only witnessed as a reality that the magic that he thought had destroyed the configuration had rubbed through, it was not something that could already be avoided.

Instantly thunder like yarn becomes so enlarged that it swallows Hazan that it swells through his whole body like a dragon's jaw, Agate.

"- Gahhhhhh!!!!"

Als was taken action thanks to a long distance battle in advance, knowing that he could use the magic of destroying the configuration.

Even the octagonal position of thunder is inevitable [Volkswagen]. It is a magic that cannot be used by Ars because this returns the configuration as magic to magic. [Volkswagen], which is finely decomposed and reconstituted, was said to be more magic suitable for her than Loki's usable [Thunderbolt].

Especially for her, who can convert magic as a sonar.

Loki, who stands stunned by Kasumi Yuku's vision, does not realize that her breathing is getting weaker and weaker. I can't even notice I can't breathe. The only silhouette I could see in front of me was in my vain eyes.

The blood that overflows every time you cough up goofy from your mouth doesn't stop you from dripping off the edge of your mouth, naturally.

It doesn't even leave enough power to be trampled just by being pushed lightly.

So... so Loki can't do anything about the actual image in her eyes moving... her brain can't even work to resist. It's just that the pain of shaking off the limits is making everything blurry.

I can't even move my hand to stop the blood from flowing out of my mouth, I've stopped clinging to the raw.

In his mirror-reflecting eyes, a giant who had raised smoke from all over his body bent himself by crossing his arms in front of his face. And - I got up slowly.

From the edge of the mouth, unlike Loki, a small amount of smoke appears to have leaked.

And she can't be conscious. I don't recognize it. to the fact that the giant in the eyes was somehow beyond the range of reflection.

Even if you were coming close enough to cover everything in your field of view.

Even standing. Loki was defenselessly struck by a severe blow to the abdomen where the severe pain originated - and completely unconscious.

Without distorting his face to the pain of burning his whole body's skin, Hazan instantly moved to Loki's sight like he had turned into a battle freak, waving his fist up as far as his power could.

Loki, thrown out into the universe, blows as she spits out her accumulated blood. Roll down the ground making a dry noise like a dosty inorganic object.

Pickle and I don't even react. She even withered breathing sounds like a corpse. Unmade dirty silver hair, hair tips containing blood, are just swayed by the wind on the ground.

He was rolling into depression and his blood was slowly starting to build up a bloodbath.

"That was just terrible."

Hazan, who opens and closes his right hand to confirm his paralysis, is paralyzed and his skin collapses. No, it was a hard mass of soil, not skin.

Hazan also assumed the worst when dealing with the lightning system. A thin, earthy protective wall covered his entire body.

It's not so much a protective wall, that's the substitute for increasing resistance to magic. Still exceeds the target's expectations at the end because they are not noticed early from the outside.

[One-time consideration (Sacrifice)] was the trump card as insurance, just as [the shock of constitution destruction "Roots Actor Break"] for Hazan was the trump card in the sense of an attack.

It is obvious that magic belongs to the earth system, but this is a thin membrane and reduces the power of magic more than a protective wall. This time even the lineage played its part. Because it was the magic of the earth system, the inferior of the thunder system.

I start walking to the girl who doesn't even know if she's alive with a solid foothold when I make sure the paralysis has been removed.

- If you hadn't flowed current to the ground immediately, it would have taken a little longer.

In the battle to divide life and death, the inevitable result lays in strict sight, not unbroken.

I never thought I'd get this far. Therefore, pleasure seems to be changing direction slightly. I didn't expect the highest class of magic to pop up.

Blood rose on his head for a moment, and now he was cold as someone who lay himself on the battlefield somewhere.

That's against things that have lost their rolling wars and lives at their feet. It was almost settled, still the last scratch I showed is a brilliant word.

It is therefore only a little regret that he did not bury the original blow firmly with his own hands.

"I don't have a hobby for carcasses, it was a boring curtain pull"

I guess that's the right way to be. Still, the reflexive blow was detached from Hazan's intentions.

The battle sounds you hear behind your back are far away, and even suspicious vibrations shake your eardrums.

Hazan looks back as if he had forgotten.

"Still doing it? Do you want me to clear Usa over there......!!!

When he turned his heel and moved a step forward... Hazan felt uncomfortable and looked at his feet.

There was a small, blood-stained hand holding the hem. It's not as powerful as holding it, it's like I hooked my finger hard.

Still, Hazan caught a distorted grin on his cheek at the same time as he was stunned by the fact that Loki moved it.

Miraculous obsession. A shard of the soul that the contents showed at the end that I didn't suspect was out of stock.

Still, my fingers are hooked on Hazan's hem.

"Oh, I have to thank Krokel. And to you too."

For the first time in this fight, Hazan pulled out an AWR with only a pattern stabbed in the hips. Driven by the urge of bugs crawling over shallow black skin. The sliding body constructs a translucent blade wrapped around the wind. Hold it with both hands upside down like a watermark.

Cold, skin-wetting cold air blew through in the dry wind. The unchanging air in the world as it was marked the end of life, and the dryness that ravaged my skin plundered my nose.

There's only one thing I can sniff out of it... it's the scent of life sleeping, the twinkling cold air that touches my nerves that makes me feel dead. Everything is entrusted to me in my arms.

That made me feel comfortable with Hazan.

Under the weak sun, the clouds covering the sun smear the surface.

Hazan waves AWR down as if the world were rushing him. Just drop it down vertically.