"Bullshit!"

The final no-8 burial blade starts the attack at the same time.

I threw the sword of the enemy I killed.

- Gingy! -

Play the sword Raghilly flew in with a blade.

I see.

Is that strength to deal with that attack at that rate of reaction?

Just what I'm doing now, I've got quite a grip on the power.

The three of them are on guard of my rays.

I mean, the third curse.

The advantages of the third curse were also here.

First sighted opponents don't know how often they release the third curse.

For this reason, the enemy must also remain conscious of the alarm of the third curse.

In addition, they are alert to the unusual "Mad Cherry Blossoms" by sucking blood.

Third curse.

Crazy Cherry Blossoms.

As the battle progressed, these two impressions would have become stronger.

Hence...

- Gosh!

The vigilance against the ferocious attacks used at the beginning of the battle had faded.

- Gotcha! -

"Colour!? Grr......!?

On Robis' left arm, a violent attack hits.

The meat crumbles and the sound of dry breaking into the bones.

Except that's the end-of-life assassin.

All I can do is throw up so much.

Duh's defense was on time.

Sacrificing one arm as a shield, the opponent opted for an attack by the remaining right-hand sword.

I see it as inevitable. No, instantly, I'm ready and judged to sacrifice my arm.

The battle is also sharp.

At the same time the attack hit Robis directly in the arm.

The other two split left and right.

Simultaneous attack from three directions.

I have two arms against it.

Unless a third curse is used, the only means of attack is the left arm and the knife.

The ninth curse is difficult to lock on because the enemy alerting the third curse disappears right out of sight.

- Try it, will you?

With a different arm, he releases a back fist at Raghilly approaching from the left.

With the power of the Fifth Curse Wing, it aids the balance and speed of the body.

On your right arm, all at once.

And forward, to the enemy on the right...

"Damn!? What!? This, orbital...!

- "Double Dragon" -

Incomplete, yet roaring bravely.

Two dragons were eaten to the end blade.

"- Ha... ha... ha...!

- Potta, potata.

Shizuku of blood falls to the ground, creating stains.

Exhaling roughly, I was watching the red-stained sight.

Several lacerations running to the body send signals alleging pain.

But it's a faint signal.

The chunks of meat falling around me are not sending that signal anymore.

Once "enemies," they were now just blood, flesh and bones.

A bird is swirling over it.

Did you smell the stench of death?

The sweat that has floated crosses with the blood.

It was still a pretty hot day.

The sunlight was burning the ground calmly.

The cheer of the Great Sacred Ground, which occasionally turns into loud voice, was felt by something terribly distant.

This side and that side.

They're splitting up.

I thought it was blurry.

- It's okay.

That's fine.

It can be broken up.

This side and that side, that's fine.

…………

Look at the things that were the Final No Eight Burial Blades.

It was an amazing coordinated attack.

Turning to just one thing: linkage, you can say that it was definitely the strongest opponent I've ever met.

The first two fewer were quite right.

If all five of them had been in place, they must have been struggling harder.

No... if all the final no eight burial blades were in place except those who were here...

Even with the Seven Sins End Fang, it could have been a more painful battle if it hadn't been for the chronic mind, which sweetly saw the power of the unknown opponent, and the mistake of even losing count quickly by touching the wrath of Hibigami (well, when it comes to the story of that place, I have a feeling that the face on this side was too powerful).

The threat of linkage.

Holy Site Attacks are conducted in squadrons as a basis because candidates can communicate with each other.

Skilled connections multiply each other's power.

Relax.

If the Four Homicides had acted solidly then, we would have been forced into further struggle.

Even so, I still don't think I would have given up.

Even if there were all four of them, I don't think it would have made any difference to be prepared to bet everything for those to protect.

For me at that point, being scared was the worst thing I could do.

Nevertheless... I used my first "Shuanglong" in action, but I still feel it is not complete.

However, in that situation where two shots were required for the equivalent of one operation, even though it was pseudo, it was the "double dragon" that increased the number of maneuvers.

Still, there wouldn't have been any use of "Shuanglong" if the opponent's power had been a little higher.

Besides, interception was the best in my still incomplete Twin Dragons.

Nevertheless, the fact that it could have been used in action should live up to much in the future.

"Lord Krohiko... are you okay, sir?

Seeing as the curtain of battle has come down, one of the members has spoken out.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Most of this blood is not my blood."

You felt miserable about my bloody appearance, and the crew spit on me.

Deliver a blade of consciousness full of killing intent to the sheath.

"Thanks for your help."

"Huh?"

"Thanks to the members for consolidating the entrance and exit, I was able to fight with confidence. Thank you."

This was true.

It's a lot of change in the distribution of consciousness when you're fighting because there's no one left empty and someone is stiffening the entrance and exit.

Considering that, I also thought that linkage was important in the sense of placing the venue.

There's no scratch. Put your left arm down.

The curse was lifted all once.

Feedback is no problem.

Yeah.

Still, I can fight.

I handed the demon knife to the sheath, which made me completely quiet.

"Um... I wish I had, but I'd appreciate it if you could get me something to wipe my blood... do you have or do you?

"Huh? Ah... Yep! Hey, get me some sucker cloth!

Speaking up, he runs to the carriage where the crew was parked.

"And, uh... as a saint tree man, you're more senior, so it's okay, not a tribute, right?

He laughed so hard at me, but the team showed their willingness to refuse.

"No, your accomplishments deserve respect. years or tenure is irrelevant. I... respect you. So the salutation is not unnatural."

"Huh? Um... uh... it's an honor..."

It lit up and my voice turned down.

And I was glad these people were safe.

"Nevertheless, that's Lord Crohiko."

A member of the group sees the body of the final no eight burial blades.

"Too different in character, we wouldn't have fought in the end...... as a saint tree man who takes the sword, though with all due respect"

"I wasn't the one who could afford it either. That's why now… other defense teams are concerned"

I'm worried that other defense teams will be able to deal with this level of enemy.

Moreover, this time the raiders were not with the Nine Final Generals, who were in the information on Lokia.

Didn't General Jiu go out in person this time?

Or... you headed to the other gates?

If the Nine Final Generals have more power than the Final No.8 Funeral Blade, this is not good.

However, if General Jiu is at the core of the Ultimate No.10 Army, the chances of going out directly are also unlikely...

I can't be optimistic.

"And..."

I wonder why.

I've been having a heartbeat for a while now, but it doesn't stop.

Somehow, that guy's face floats.

- Something's wrong with my chest...

Besides, he's the best of the defense squad, and he's the one who shouldn't have to worry.

- Hung, I'm not worried.

For some reason, I can't help but worry about Mr. Currier right now.

"Lord Krohiko? What's the matter, sir?

Brooch.

- This, the feeling...

On my spine, it feels like I've been stuck with ice.

What?

of the South Gate, direction......?

Something at the south gate.

"Hey, Krohiko!

"Mr. Shanna?

It was Shanna who slipped through the entrance and exit crew and waved.

"What's going on?

"Um, I was wondering if I could help you with something too - what is this!?

"Ah... this is the final no ten display army of the example. Somehow, we won."

"Mmm, sounds like you arrived late. If I'd come a little sooner, I'd have been able to cover for you."

"I'm just glad you're feeling it."

"Uhm... but destroy the assassins of the End of Life by themselves. That's crohiko."

Oh, yeah.

"Um, Mr. Shanna"

"Hmm? What?

"I know this place is fine now...... for once, can you protect this west gate with the Knights people on my behalf?

"I don't mind that, but what are you going to do about it?

"I'm concerned about the South Gate."

"South Gate? Sure, it's Currier who keeps the South Gate, huh? Hmm... in a way, I think it's the most secure gateway. Nevertheless, Makina didn't seem to enter the North Gate for backup, and he did Rose to the East Gate. So all the gates must have been pretty much eliminated. Then it's not a problem for you to move freely."

"Mr. Makina and Mr. Rose?

"Looks like the Empire's Varaga Lumood is on its way to Currier. So, the rest of us didn't come here."

Right... Varaga Lumood.

"Anyway, if you want to go to Currier, we'll work with you. Instead, I want you to give me a tour of where you'll be alone next time."

"? What are you talking about?

"Rest assured. The purpose is only to collect children."

…………

"Hey, hey, seriously."

"Shouldn't you say that's a joke there!?

"What? You want me to help you? Like this?

…………

Hand movement......

"In No Comments"

... Not at all, this guy.

Good at soothing the air in the field.

But soon Ms. Shanna switched from joke mode.

And he slapped me in the buttocks.

"Look, I'll leave you to me. I was feeling a little overstretched, and now it's a little soothing."

"Thank you, Mr. Shanna"

Redevelopment of the fifth curse.

When I flew up to the sky, I went for the South Gate.

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