Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

The Great Sword, which tore through the space, extends forward.

A swift, sharp blade protrudes like a string bounce, cutting the horse's neck close by.

A little while ago, the legendary horse roamed the place, sprinkling red blood.

The decapitated throat lying on the ground stared at the dark air with its eyes wide open as if it didn't know the situation.

The Great Sword is held upright without stopping, then swung toward Leandro as if it had disappeared from its place.

Leandro picks up a much thinner knife and stops it. But the lactose without a neck fell straight to the ground, unable to withstand the shock.

Leandro stands in his place.

Every drop of oily blood that was scattered through the air was covered to the very end as it touched the body.

We spent 13 years together.

Not a single day falls during that time.

I didn't want to lose myself.

Did he think he'd abandon them?

Should I have promised to come?

Milk that has followed Leandro to this absurd place, despite being forcibly detached several times.

I should have put some sleeping pills on it.

I didn't think I'd try anything to find him if he disappeared on his own.

No, I didn't.

It's a mistake...

I wanted to blame myself and those who came here with me.

But for whatever reason, killing Milk was an open enemy.

When the last drop of blood touches the ground, blood splattered from the horse's throat is spilled vigorously.

A blue flame rises from Leandro's eyes like smoke.

It had a distinctive color that seemed to melt something and came out everywhere.

It spreads from the tip of the blade to Leandro's body.

And without any preparation, I just stabbed him in the front.

He took a sword that seemed to be powerless to see from the outside, and the chopping knight stepped back and took it.

However, Leandro did not stop and stabbed the gray knight in the chest just as he did.

You stopped and stopped the Gray Knight.

However, he could not continue to expose his life and stop the dagger from piercing him.

Twelve points of light hurled towards only one point.

The blue blade stabs, stabs, stabs again, and stabs again.

Out of the twelve full-scale attacks, twelve are slaughtered to kill the target.

The gray knight takes another step back in less than a second, then takes another step back.

But it was only three steps.

As soon as the twelve attacks were over and the attack was about to begin again, the chopped knight used the Dagger to bind the Seal.

I cut it.

Over-exploited.

The Dark Red Energy and Blue Lightning intermingle.

The hammersmashed dagger breaks the chain of attacks.

As the Great Sword presses down on Leandro's blade, a radiant blade protrudes from the air, slashing his throat in an instant.

He was protected by self-defense, but his throat was cut in half.

Leandro doesn't let go of the knife.

I tried to push it up.

However, the energy emitted from the red circuits engraved on the chopped armor continues to be added to the sword, and the sword in both hands cannot rise.

The blue-black blade fades, splitting into the air.

Boom!

The shifting knife pulls out of the air and slits the Marquis's throat from the other side.

There's blood running down your neck.

The armor is covered on both sides.

Leandro seems to know how to fight the Gray Knight.

It was an unimaginable enemy, but I thought I would win if I fought again.

At least I'm confident I'll pierce your chest more than once.

Leandro smiles, thinking that way.

It was an inevitable spill of laughter, one step closer to the sword's dramatic, murderous drama.

And so the prince stood up and died.

“Oh, it's poisonous. ”

Nannau sticks out her tongue.

But now is not the time to worry about others.

The gray knight turns his head from the corpse of the baron and looks at me.

Destroy the future in sight.

Let alone Lurium, 30 steps ahead of the future that ends here with nothing left to gain.

At that time,

There's a crow sitting on his shoulder.

I narrowed it down.

Dedicate.

(Screaming)

Leandro's corpse is strangled in an instant, standing dead.

It was before the knight chopped off his ragged neck, both of them.

Blood, flesh, and bones were broken into pieces and scattered into the air.

It's like being on the other side of the invisible, sweet.

Something soft and spicy seems to have been chewed up and sucked into the juice.

Aaaaah!

In the air around the Marquis corpse and the Gray Knight, the familiar Mark of the Demon King shines bright enough for the cave to be revealed to the end.

Isaac's inventory, connected to the 'shell’, shakes and accepts an increasingly strong force.

< I was sacrificing the death of a healthy man beforehand and was waiting. This godforsaken place was consumed by every sacrifice, so I had to choose carefully.

Done.

Although the Demon King's power is universal, I have to be honest with you, I can't help but be satisfied with my tasty Malphas. I love fine food more than unlimited parties.

The crow quickly spits out an incomprehensible word.

As the light flooded, Isaac's ‘shell’ was engraved with more complex markings than he had ever seen.

Nannau glances at the scene as if seduced.

< Heheh. The causation rate has increased considerably. I knew you'd like it. Follow me. >

_Slept!

Isaac guides the film.

A newly branded shell surrounds the knight with a stirring.

An impenetrable membrane. Just like you dealt with the angels. As soon as you get it right, you're like the Creator in that space.

The gray knight who killed the Marquis walks this way with his sword.

Tuck.

I couldn't get close.

The tight helmet circuit rises red.

Kwakwang!

It was time for a violent quake to be transmitted in the air.

Interference.

The irregular waves rise from the membrane and all the vibrations generated by the Gray Knight are abolished.

The knight who kicked the barrier with his foot stopped.

Even the shield of Gizgerai, which was made of bone tentacles, could not be easily crushed out of the membrane I made.

< Okay, now imagine one thing.

What?

The space I created.

Do you want me to imagine that they are extremely weak?

Can you imagine never getting out of there?

But it was a story I had never imagined coming from Isaac.

< By using all subspace. Stop the opponent from using their inventory.

< You alone have the right to imagine your space. The more unique, the stronger the power... >

Glug!

The air is open.

Three swords were shot at me by Trophin Nannau and Isaac.

Kaga River!

Nannau, who was waiting to see the situation, swipes the three blades that protrude out at the same time and throws them down.

However, I couldn't handle the shock, and my body shifted back slightly as I pushed the knife away.

“Ugh, this is not funny. ”

I said it lightly, but in her mouth,

There was a thread of blood flowing through it. “If this keeps flying...

Ka River!

Kaga River!

Nannau shouts as she pulls out the flaming sword in succession from the air with nothing.

“I can't handle it! ”

The sickle that cut the neck of Titan made of a thick special alloy, while still being covered,

After he was struck by a knife, his teeth were completely out.

The energy of the medicine disappeared as we retrieved the sword, but Nannau didn't miss a single knife until the end, so she threw it all out and changed her trajectory.

Whoo-hoo!

The air was torn wider.

There was a misconception that appeared to be dozens of swords crossing over.

< Hurry! Hurry!

I can't use it.

Stop.

I wrapped it around the back in a stretched space.

The moment you try to interfere with an opponent's inventory, you think of Circubus, who was killed in a dungeon or coincidence.

Her eyes are closed, slain.

My lips, which told me about where I didn't know where they were, became bloody and tightly closed. Nevertheless, I'm still in a world where I can save her.

Failed to reach.

Close.

Like her eyelids, like her mouth...

When I think of the right target, the space is easier to operate.

I ‘closed’ the air again.

Queek...

A bizarre scream strikes the air.

Not just where the sword came out, but the surrounding area was closed for tens of meters.

The wind is crushed into the void and disappears, and there is a commotion as the wind sweeps into the void.

< All right, step away. Fall away... >

Isaac's thin inventory rests at the feet of a trapped knight.

And the knight took a free fall from the bottom of the line.

While standing firmly on the ground with both feet, I didn't know how you could fall.

The knight falls endlessly, as if a shimmering meteorite had fallen.

What happened there was the fall itself.

'Fall, fall...'

Different.

Isaac's compulsion cannot be called free fall.

Falling to my weight cannot fall so quickly and horribly.

More than that.

Fall.

The fall of the knight has gone faster and faster than ever before.

It would be right to say that you are being sucked towards something.

Hrrrgh!

A golden flame rises from Isaac's body, melting half his wings.

The golden flamed raven jumps into the place where the knight is.

With two red eyes, a sharp beak is aimed at the Gray Knight.

< Broken body. Hereinafter omitted. >

Maybe we can just skip the spell like that.

However, like a crown, the revolving Curse Bush was separated into thirteen pieces and scraped the article that was quickly destroyed.

The speed at which the armor's circuits were scraped, swirling to the left and to the right, was breaking the ‘imagination’.

<. Curse, open.

At the same time, he stabbed a chopped knight who fell with tens of thousands of thorns of red thorns.

Smells like it's poking me in the nose.

Like the light pierced my whole body, not the sword.

An unprecedented number of attacks overwhelm the entire Gray Knight as compared to the Twelve Stabbed Marquis.

Speed, number, method.

It was an attack that easily crossed the limits I had imagined.

Whatever it is, I need to find a sub space.

Isaac burned my wings while I was sealed.

tens of thousands of different kinds of overlapping misery, disaster, grudge, misfortune, curses.

You were definitely right for the paralyzing enemy.

Bladed iron nets and tens of thousands of arrows shot at birds that have already been destroyed.

“Are you done? ”

Nannau stumbles back up, grabbing her sickle.

However,

Except the circuits on the surface of the armor flicker even more dizzily.

Jubbuck. Jubbuck.

The knight was not affected by tens of thousands of curses.

The sword in your hand, from head to toe.

Hundreds of knives deployed behind their backs, like separate wings.

Not affected at all.

The gray knight begins his ascent through Isaac's "fall."

One step:

The concept of falling.

The other step is,

The concept of streets.

Isaac's red eyes shake. What suddenly occurred there was more excitement and curiosity than fear.

< Mmm.No. But I did get a lead on him. Don't worry too much about this body... or put ashes in it...)

Rrrrgh!

As the gray knight steps up through Isaac's fall and tries to cut him down, Isaac is flustered into his own "fall."

The body of the burning crow disappears into the subspace it holds.

Less than one-hundredth the volume I have.

But using it, Isaac was incredibly free to operate.

Immediately, Isaac was about to recover the space and let Nannau into it.

Huff.

Something begins to pour out behind the pattern where the gray knight stands.