Sanzen no Souru Supina

Oh, and it happened to the stage where the twitching was over.

The Emperor of the Ancient Empire and Ur, who appeared guided by two princess witches whose skin colours were oppositely different in sisters: it is impossible for the people to raise their voices to the opponents of Izmagalum.

And there were two kinds of sounds to that voice.

The figure is because it was once the very flesh of the desolate god to which they were subjected: the "Ibizus".

Giant red balls are embedded in the golden armor reminiscent of many eyes.

Every time every one of them twitches and twitches around, fear boils down to the hearts of the people, as God has ordained.

Anyway, the Desolate God: (Ibizus) is a man who has hunted more than four dragons in his lifetime that they earthspiders see as sacred and therefore as the best hunting prey, and became "God” with the blood they drank with their medals.

Relating to that legend if you are a man, you naturally felt your vessel was being weighed.

One was the sensual voice of the women.

They don't know about the clashes between the two factions that took place under the water.

So they continued to be feasted on the glossy voices of the princesses exchanged in the meantime.

Anyway, it's about God.

I can't even complain.

More importantly, the act was already an art, colored with love and admiration that could tighten the chest.

If this was not the festival of the sacred crown, one or both of my daughters would have rushed to the spot and stood at my feet.

No, I would have been there for sure.

Begging for the great king to play and have mercy...

And what really upset them was that Isma finally showed up at the showdown without any weapons.

Only one long stall with luxurious embroidery can be worn.

Stand in the middle of a plaid knitted stage in a powerless position.

From across the shore at that time, a pitch-black knight appeared.

Every time Giri, Giri, and his giant body stepped on the scaffold, the stage sounded stirring.

That was the disastrously beautiful - the other pillar of God.

Armed with a luxurious dripping silver shield and a holy spear carried by the prey of his capture = true knight's maiden: "Svennir", the figure reminded me of a winged raptor.

Under the crown placed on the rich silver hair, the red eyes characteristic of the earthspider shine.

It will be the frontier where we have twisted and reached our passions.

There was no rushing color on the floating look of Carcasas.

However, Rattegart's blindfolded appearance, affixed to its chest and like a torture device or a demonic outfit, raised his chest and continued to crush his vows of unspoken love, told the story of the intensity of the beaten passion.

The audience and two princess witches breathed.

Because he couldn't help but feel the taste of the sensual chain of cruelty and sweetness in what he sees.

In the opposite way that Isma made the audience feel it by thoroughly hiding the skin of the two princess witches, Calcasas took the eyes of the people, and hence their hearts.

The silence descended onto the stage that seemed to hear you even swallow the sawdust and spit.

Both males reciprocate and relate to each other's psychological battles as if they were nothing.

The body of Calcasas is about three and a half meters when it is included to the top of its head.

The opposite isma is dimeter.

Even in front of the height difference, which is as good as adults and children, but it doesn't look like Izma even thought of it.

I don't know what emotions I have in me, but I can't read emotions out of those cold eyes, etc.

Calcasas, on the other hand, looks down at Isma in a way that raises her chin.

Only pure, frozen hostility can be found in the righteous face.

There were no words.

We understood that we were already far from each other, from an area where we could move the other with the tool of words.

"This will be the presence of the inquisitors who bet the throne"

"If you are, you have no mercy"

A princess, pulled at both ends, speaks to the audience.

What the call means is that this battle is based on popular agreement and the promise to obey the winner of the decision, and even that this battle is not unintentional or deceptive, but a duel between the two agreements - that is, interrogation is sane and convincing - and therefore there is no need to show compassion for the other.

If we have seen and tolerated this multiplication of confirmation and initiation, whether it be silence or whatever, then every human being who has come to this occasion has recognized this battle as legitimate, and no ruling will ever overshadow it.

Between Isma and Karcasas, the two heroic kings who have already replaced that body with something alien, the air bumps into each other and the plasma produces and scatters thunder. The pressures we create on each other were also causing real physical phenomena.

At the beginning, and the moment the two fans were swung down by an undisturbed motion, both moved.

Could the audience have seen that?

It was Cal who set me up.

A large round shield that can be carried ─ Focus: "Hari Haral" is the great shield conveyed to the Bessarion clan as an artifact of Ibizus.

If you give in, this great shield, which will hide beautifully in its shadow by the two adults, is an artifact that can create a powerful force field and yet overpower even the dragon's exhalation (brace) by controlling its flow.

"Focus" with this nature: "Hari Haral" therefore had a defensive capability that could be described as almost perfect against flames and plasma.

If you stop by the earthspider legacy, there is even talk that this Focus is part of the device that was used to hold back powerful furnace reactions in the old world.

The furnace burns with the same reason as the heavenly stars.

Its unbreakable shield: put up "Hari Haral" and Cal packed the time.

Arakami: "Ibizus" also has the aspect of being a god who, as a result of continuing to drink up dragon blood on himself, has come to preside over the power of his primitive flames.

I'm pretty sure Isma's taking over that skill, Cal stepped on.

In fact, that inference is correct.

If it's instantaneous calories, it can actually call a fire that exceeds 10,000 degrees of focal temperature, far above Erma's "Focus": "Karan Karakuri", and even burn down the perimeter in an instant.

However, if it had been done in this limited space of the underground world, the firepower would have had to be squeezed to the extreme because it would have snatched all the oxygen around it in an instant, along with the ultra-high heat waves and shock waves, to death without any enemy allies.

Still, Cal expected there could be thousands of degrees of fire attacks.

On the other hand, Isma also predicted that Cal would be taking the measures.

And if there was a lightning spear in its hand taken from Rattegart: 'Svennir', it was strongly aware of the possibility of a shelling battle that took a distance.

But that's why they're setting up melee fights.

That was the Carcass, that was the earthspider.

Take your sight with a shield, a spear spike from its shadow.

Isma flaunts it in a spiral motion as she retracts at high speed.

Spirals don't twist themselves, even the back of this lattice-shaped scaffold moves like a winding snake.

It was this lattice scaffold that was the showdown for the earthspiders.

Instead of an absolute and stable earth, at first glance this space of instability and limited routes of movement transforms into a battlefield with unlimited possibilities if at the hands of exceptional earthspider warriors.

Focusing on the lattice, up, down, left, and right. All space turns into a battlefield would have been a completely unexpected experience from the perspective of warriors and knights of other races who have been tied to the earth and presupposed a battle on the plane, shaking the common sense of war from the ground up.

It is the battle of the King of the Earthspider who is asked how to poke and back the blind spot of the opponent's psychological and real-world offense by his imagination and application.

To those who cannot do it, they cannot lead the people.

This is a trial that also includes the king's statutes of character by the people themselves.

It is unlimitedly difficult for Cal to catch up with Isma's manoeuvres not only from his body but also from his mass when such a method of avoidance is taken.

Simply because the output is high, it's not a problem.

And Izma sets a trap on that path as she retreats.

The lattice through which Isma's foot judgment passed produced a toge so that it turned the other way.

No, that looked more like an evil creature's claw fang than a lizard.

As soon as Cal touches one of them, its curved claw fangs wind up and strike Cal at the same time.

Heterogeneity: "Spite Full Pain" - By classification, this dysfunction, which is an illusion system, renders a subject incapable of action by attaching and tying up countless fangs that inflict phantom pain.

It's called phantom pain, but it plays inside the victim, so you can't actually tell it from real pain or anything.

Rather, normal pain can be healed by the healing of its wounds, but the suffering caused by this alienation cannot be stopped, and it is also highly effective in blocking them because they did not pass through pain or in individuals who are extremely resistant to pain.

Hallucinations, but real pain the brain feels.

And eventually there are instances where you can't stand the pain and go mad or die of cardiac mahi.

A knitted move that is mindful of catching large battle creatures - ultimately opponents as powerful as dragons.

It was a flashy looking but powerful alien.

"Not working."

Its nail fangs, illusory but thus slipping through the armor, but Cal crushed them with a touch of armor sleeves, shattering them.

Probably a kind of Counter Spin.

But it was in a better state to say that it was crushed to power by the output rather than by technology.

One suspicion passed behind Izma's brain, hitting that forceful curse.

Make up this Cal flesh: Isn't "Gursha Eela" itself already the "Focus"?

Haven't the abominable "mad old doctors” finally reached the moves of combining biological organisms with Focus?

Am I reviving a technique (...) that allows me to artificially create results closer to this state while myself and "Ibizus" maintain criticality by enclosing that spirit in a single vessel?

No - - The end of the monster I saw in the affected mushroom forest... suppose the identity of the "Green Gate" that formed the basis of the "Burst Head" is your body tissue (system), its diversion.

If that is the case, then that Calcasas flesh will disable all the half-breed aliens.

On the contrary, must it be redeemed for homogeneity or more "focus" in order to destroy it?

A headache struck Isma's head.

It was once the curse of a memory blockade imposed on the fake gods - the Lord - who conceited God behind this world.

"Thanks to you, it's easy to understand the core of this. - Besides, I have to lose my identity."

Cal didn't miss the gap between the inadvertently malicious Isma.

A light-bearing divine speed thrust into the torso aiming at the torso.

Isma twisted herself loosely, but the heavy-mass super energy mass released from the Holy Spear: Svennir plundered its flank like a shotgun.

If it had been a living flesh, it would have snatched away the half of its body and died instantly.

Bright white and fierce sparks scattered, and a tremendous friction noise rang around him.