Sanzen no Souru Supina

Gajri, Mekoki, and the hull shook.

A celebration spelled out with a curse so that it could be worn over it (after) hit the flying boat: Gail Drivre, which became a huge pressure that rocked the atmosphere.

It was the last emperor of the Vibronze Empire and a literary man - that is, a man of high learning but with no military talent - who continued to be bewitched: Lucatius, the last blow he unleashed against a man who was bewitched even with the knights of the East.

Jarrah, Jarrah, Jarrah, Jarrah, Jarrah, Jarrah, Jarrah, Jarrah, Jarrah, Jarrah.

Far Eastern pagan and cult prayer, similar in tone to its serial prayer (Lento), gained its actual physical destructive power, striking and defiling the hull of a flying boat that was shining in silver: Gail Drivre.

In the first place, an attack by curse has an overwhelming specific gravity over an attack on the essence of the organism itself, rather than physical destructive power.

Now, for example, the sight unfolding in front of you - paranormal apparatus: a curse enough to destroy the body of Gail Drivre, the Focus, is not just every bit.

A layer of time acting as a thick wall to prevent the enemy from attacking while standing on Lucatius's side works as an amplifier (amplifier) that doubles the Curse's "Him" once used to attack.

This is one thing called "grudge of years," which I can explain.

In the accumulation of time, personal hatred and resentment are amplified and the process of growing up into monsters is externalized.

Time to lay between x Curse practice.

The pressure of the curse to be purified is just hopeless.

Furthermore, the curse is a flying boat: in finding a gap in Gail Drivre's stretched protective barrier (field), it eats and seeks food prey to its interior.

Now the ship will be transformed into a hell of a snort cry.

But there is no way to exchange money for them anymore.

The Sacred Sword of Zion: Whatever true sacred relics have earned extreme sanctity like Rose Absolute, it is difficult to prevent curse erosion in the normal Focus.

With the heart of the Lord, Osmahim, broken, that defense has become a coarse patterned spot.

All that was left was the ability of the individual to respond to the curse, but the Maidens of the Race True Knight are all vulnerable to the curse.

Surviving...... no. I have to say it's hopeless to keep that being.

A flying boat that is sewn to a halt in the air and screams constantly from the inside: Gail Drivre is itself a dying whale that is eaten and torn apart by flesh without the skill of exchanging into countless deep sea creatures.

Time walls increase pressure and crush hulls stuck in invisible rifts.

More there, a cursed onslaught multiplies.

Its fate seemed to be the lightning in front of the wind, along with the maidens of true knights who would be on board.

"What do you say, Osmahim? of the past...... the weight of history. How do you feel about receiving the" chi chi "for yourself? It is the falsehood and falsehood you have accumulated… and the very sin of this world, including mine"

With a voice that even makes you feel somewhere lonely (Seiri), Emperor Vibronze: Lucatius XII said.

There is no response from Osmahim.

Naturally.

No, it is the scene of confession and repudiation of the sins of Askariya, who made it the beloved daughter of Osmahim and was the first prince of Osmadra, that unfolds around him, its refrain.

Past occasions are restructured and everything appears repeated.

The secret of her birth.

confession of iniquity leading there.

Proof of a woman.

The knight of the devil thoroughly demeans the very dignity of a non-human lineage.

Lucatius thinks it's a bad taste.

Everything that unfolds now in front of me reflected the spirituality of the Devil's Knight: Gallucin.

But I'm the one who let the man go.

This is Lucatius.

It was also that he instructed Askariya's past to be uncovered, blamed and discredited.

The only way I didn't say it was in a specific way.

Therefore this is also the evil in me itself.

Even if that was a suggestion from the Magic Book (Grimore).

Lucatius already knew that the wording written on Vibro Valeri's paper was not true in the correct sense, but a kind of fiction (though) reconstituted by convenient cutting (trimming).

But Lucatius thinks it was his weakness to know it, but to ride the plot, that he could not deny the implied manipulation, with one empty throne.

False as if it were his own "will," he manipulated and plotted the serpent witch: Sidre, luring Osmadra's first prince - Princess: Askariya Imrabetul - into this great library.

To predict this, and to make a gap in the Heart of the Great: Osmahim, when it should be.

Truth is, it's a rare magic book (Grimoire): Vibro Valeri's vicious, extreme induction - but the spiritual shaking has been more effective than expected.

Osmahim was crushed by the weight of his own stack of embraced deceptions and contradictions.

His ship and the maidens of the true knight who followed him will soon follow.

No one here can escape the past and its sins.

Punishment for those who thought this was false and intended to overshadow the world.

I just have to write it down in their honor.

They were not torn by falsehood.

However, the falsehood and (...) contradiction (...) embraced by this world itself only overwhelmed it.

"Cruel... but this is history"

Farewell, my friend.

Gigigigigigigi, Ggokokokokokon, and a giant cavity make a sound, and the flying boat: Gail Drivr is crushed.

Looking at him, Lucatius narrowed his eyes.

In that appearance, the hull, which was white and shining as if it had accommodated (shrugged) spring sunlight, has also held for a long time.

Though it may be quicker for the curses of Vibro Valeri, eaten inside, to uproot and discredit the maidens of the true knights, who are beautifully insensitive.

The hull is swallowed by a curse as a fierce monster takes its prey into its jaw gate.

Eternal Capital: Heliatium regresses all those who set foot in the depths of the city into its womb.

It is the Grand Secretariat (Arch Library), the deepest of the Great Library, where every secret from all over the world is housed, that is the centre of the great fiction that underpins the world.

If the hero Tan, blown in by the plot of the true knights' maidens and raised in the skull of Osmahim, harms the discipline of this world - the peace and role of the unwilling, the Great Secretarial Library (Arch Library) fictionalizes them only those who live with the hero Tan as reality.

"Farewell, rare hero. At least go home to the story. Live as a protagonist of the glorious hero Tan, who has passed far away."

And I will colour that story as a terminal... let's disappear.

The literary emperor crushed, suppressing his chest to grasp the heart's heart and deciding to offer himself as a sacrifice.

To signal it, the curse intensifies, gathers, and increases mindfulness - the next moment, the clouds are scattered away.

The glow of burning the retina instead illuminates the world.

"Hey, it happened to. Vibro Valeri......"

Under his painful breath, Lucatius lifts his gaze as he turns.

There, a flying boat, severely damaged to the hull: Gail Drivre as before.

Light gathers at the bow of the ship.