Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the long white-gold knife on his right hand kept sliding on the ground, his expression was very leisurely.It was as if she wanted to let Eltluqi lose it plainly.

"Have you come up with a countermeasure?" he asked thoughtfully.

The answer to Rope was the magic that Brad chanted at high speed in Celtic language.

Pale blue flames filled the sky.

With the help of the remaining temperature of Rope's "White Horse" just now, Brad's fire magic is already close to the level of "Great Magic" visually.The blue flames poured down like a torrential rain, and the soil was plasticized into rocks, tying Ropey's hands and imprisoning him on the ground.

A black and a gray figure is running wildly, leaving a shadow like the wind.

The Black Knight Rezovor and the Primate Killer—

"It's more than I asked..."

Ropey used his wrists to break free from the insignificant obstacle.

Ignore the sharp true demon on the left, and the bloody open mouth of the demon dog on the right.He raised the divine sword, with the blade facing the sky, softly calling out his power.

"—Wake up, unfold it, and show your true form to the world! The sword of salvation!"

It is the Word and it is a command.

In an instant, a torrent of magic power connecting the world appeared.

From bottom to top, it broke out with Rope as the center.The Primate Killer and Rezovor were forced to stop their attacks, lowering their bodies so they wouldn't be blown away.Brad's magic even collapsed like smoke.

The appearance of the beam of light can be clearly seen even from [-] meters away.The dark clouds were twisted into a vortex, and people in the city all took to the streets in unison, stopping to watch the miraculous sight that was rarely seen for thousands of years.

"What's wrong? What the hell is that?"

"who knows."

"……alien?"

Various speculations spread through the crowd, and Illya turned a deaf ear, staring at the huge magic square that was gradually unfolding in the sky.

The magic square seems to be only what she can see. Ordinary people are more watching the dissipating beam of light and the strange dark clouds, and they can't see any more surprising visions.

...what happened there?

The young magician girl's mind was full of uneasy questions, and the boarder moved his calf to separate the crowd and ran in the direction of Rope.

At the same time, Rope is enjoying the sweet power that seems to be dominated by the world.

All kinds of divinity, although very faint, all converged on him.

In the magic square in the sky, hundreds of types of divine tools shone with electricity, all of which showed their unique abilities and noble identities.

"Are you fighting me like this? It's unreasonable, Prince Rama..."

Rope murmured, looking at his hands.

Now he can tear the sky!

"...But, no matter what means, you still failed in the end. Please rest assured, I guarantee that your power will not be humiliated in my hands, tired saint."

Behind him, there was the sound of wind.

The black-haired youth did not turn his head, still maintaining his original posture.

"TrueDemon!!"

Rezovor was worthy of being an ancient dead disciple. The moment the beam of light dissipated, he touched Rope's back.

The magic sword roared, and the accumulated "strong curse" energy exploded, rushing towards Rope like a black and red nightmare torrent, drowning him.

"Mystletainn."

In the black light, Rope's voice reached the ears of the dead disciples present.

In the next second, Rezovol didn't even have time to react before being pinned to the ground.

what happened?Why am I falling?

The black knight was still puzzled, but immediately he was taken away from the ability to open his mouth by the intense pain.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!"

After thousands of years of fighting, the pain nerves that should have been numb came into play again, and the scream made Eltluqi tremble.

Rezovor, who was pinned to the ground, rubbed the "sword" with lightning on his chest.

It does not have the steel blade that the usual blade has, but is made of branches, and there are even green shoots on the intertwined branches and leaves.

The sword of the god of darkness in Norse mythology, the Mistertin, the sword of the undead mistletoe.

The torrent of the curse dissipated, Thor Zeus's treasure shield "Equus" surrounded Rope, and he didn't even scratch the corner of his clothes when the magic sword was released.

"My dog——! A knight who helps his concubine!"

Elter Luqi went mad, her long hair fluttered, and the huge blood mist poured out without hesitation, like a monster with a bloody mouth, swallowing everything along the way.

The white knight Brad's expression changed from the fear just now, and he opened his palm to Rope with a serious expression.

"Plunder, ghost fleet!"

Without waiting for Rope to wonder why Brad dared to use the inherent barrier again, the scene in front of him changed. He was suddenly pushed forward by more than ten meters and faced Heiji's attack head-on.