Large sparks scatter, two bodies bouncing heavily.

Grab one or a black knife and hold one or a clavicle in both hands.

Pale and silver eyes intersect - the next moment, hump, and wind cut strike Kuse's ear.

At the end of his gaze he could see the clam sickle released from Gill's hand approaching with a loud roar, and when he saw it, he wrapped a black flame around the knife and lowered his center of gravity softly.

- And flash.

Kuse's unleashed blow was sucked into the sickle in different dimensions, but on the verge of a direct blow, the sickle became as distorted (...) as if it were willing (...), tearing a sword apart.

And an enormous' unpleasant feeling 'that overflows at the same time.

In front of Kuse, who opens her eyes wide, Bong, and the Great Sickle, who emitted black smoke, instantly changes her appearance - and another (...) Gil shows up.

- To a shadow figure, transformative skills.

Quickly conceived of those abilities, Kuse, when he plays the hand of the gill that has been assembled with his arm, stomps the gill as it rolls and waves his fist down to its face.

A glance at its shadow figure, which disappeared as soon as possible, promptly raised his face, Kuse looked around and opened his eyes.

There it is - a herd of 'gills' as far as I can see.

I know most of them are shadowy. But there was a level of disguise on them that didn't know which was real with his "eyes," and Kuse's back teeth rattled on that too much.

And Gill's attack begins.

Down from the sky are countless demon bullets.

Even though they alone boast an easy power to slaughter the error class, that number is enough to count as a hundred million. Kuse, who felt immediately, 'If you defend him, you will eat the foothold', rushed out to leave the scene immediately.

And the magic bullet that pours.

Countless bullets decide to go right behind him as he rushes out, and behind it Kuse holds a large knife.

As soon as possible, blue magic overflows from his body, embodying them as countless spears to those bullets.

- Ethereal Demon Spear (Gungnir).

The innumerable demon spears struck out are further separated, branched, and transformed into countless spears in the air.

And - the air burst.

Ruptured, it sounds so devastating that it is not an exaggeration to say so, the demon spear and the demon bullet clash, and disappear as they emit a devastating sound.

Kuse, who laughed small when he saw how it was going, turns wide and goes into Gill's herd.

More magic blows up from his body as soon as possible, and a black-fired sword containing blue is summoned around him by two (...) ten (...) books (...).

Whether it is a black-fired sword that once could not summon ten, it is only if he crosses the wall that its limits have changed to considerable.

The countless blades summoned chop up the surrounding gills, and every time a single knife is shaken, a black one runs, and the sound of a sword trident echoes.

As the surrounding gills were slaughtered one after the other, they jumped backwards into the sidelines with a sense of immense killing from behind.

At that next moment, a golden flame flashes to where he was until earlier, and a grand tongue-in-cheek leaks from somewhere.

In contrast, there is a massive amount of cold sweat overflowing from his forehead from Kuse's cheek watching it, wiping his sweat against the dangers felt from its golden flames, yet allowing him to gaze at those who hear a kicking tongue pounding.

Ahead of that gaze - one Gil, who had his hands up against him, smiled like a mockery, immediately leaving into a shadow figure.

- Water on the baking stone.

Two, those words come to mind and look around.

There was a swarm of shadowy beings spread around that did not seem to be 'reduced' in any way, even though they continued to defeat it now, and Kuse, who preceded it, jumped out of it greatly.

Running away?

Feeling countless gazes asking him that, he put a black knife in his hips sheath.

Gil also opened his eyes to it - but the next moment, the reason was exposed under daylight.

Along the way a pale magic burst filled his sight from Kuse's body, and Gil, who concealed both eyes with his arms without much intimidation, opened his eyes when he saw the presence that appeared in front of him shortly after.

- It was a pale dragon there.

A mutilating roar echoes through the atmosphere, and a few shadowy bodies disappear just in the aftermath.

That's right and overwhelming.

Against Gil, who accidentally devoured his teeth, Kuse, transformed into a blue dragon, wraps a huge amount of black flame around his own tail when his body floats greatly.

And... it's just a scratch.

I just scolded my tail with shadows under my eyes.

More than half of the shadow disciples that had spread countlessly just that fell and fell, and Kuse says this with his eyes when he sees the sight.

- There's no use being a shadow anymore.

Kuse breathed heavily as he increased his altitude, looking at the gills under his eyes.

Unleashing it that way is a super blow of absolute destruction.

Open the agate wide.

Behind his throat is a blue and black flame smoking with chili, and Gil, who sees it, holds his hands together to heaven as if in a hurry.

What was created in his palm was a huge sphere mixed with gold, red, and two colors - the ultimate depths of even the almighty god Zeus, The Yang Yin of the Ten Thousand Eats (Sands Darkness).

It was Kuse with a small eye on its too much power, but as soon as he closes his eyes, he shoots the blow under his eyes.

- Thus, the world was dyed white.

Granted bluedragon roar of black flames and the yang yin of ten thousand eats.

Two ultra-high blows, overwhelmingly destructive, clash directly from the front, deciding around, destroying, and enveloping the light.

Those lights even swallowed up Kuse and Gil's appearance, overnight late, and the sound of destruction and shock thrust through.

There existed a world tree that was heavily decided.

Looking over, it burned, and there were two figures there who scorched their bodies and still stood up as all sections of smoking trees entered their sight.

A man named Gil who keeps his brilliant and angry flames burning in his eyes, shaking one or the white hair in a grumpy manner.

Losing his' everlasting darkness robe 'in the battle against the braves, he was struck by an explosion that conceived not less of the effects of black flames, creating moles (bruises) and cuts in his body, but roughing his breath and standing on both feet on the spot.

Opposite is a man named Kuse Ryuma, who rocks his dark hair in the wind and spitefully distorts his pale eyes but still sits.

For once, the explosion swallowed even him, who was at a nominal ex-distance, leaving a great wound on his body.

He stands up like he managed to, distorting his face to pain, but fluttering and shaking his body.

Gill glances down at his right leg as he grins distorted in agony at the look.

- No, I dropped my gaze (...) and (...) to the (...) place (...) of the (...) right (...) foot (...).

Although his right foot has disappeared without trace from his knee and he has managed to use healing magic from earlier, the power of black flames points his fangs at the user himself.

- This leg doesn't heal anymore.

Yes, thinking about what to do with the right foot, concentrate the blue magic on the foot, and immediately embody the pale crystal-like 'prosthetic foot' as a substitute for the right foot.

But as soon as I stood, the pain sounded sharp. My face is distorted into pain as soon as I step on the ground with prosthetic legs.

Gil saw it as a good opportunity or munched his screaming body and ran out with Kuse.

Kuse opens his eyes wide to the figure, but when he breathes wide and deep to calm his mind, he closes his lid softly.

Gill showed confusion at that appearance as if he had thrown a battle - but the next moment, he sees Kuse open his eyelid, and a bad feeling overflows.

- What was in those eyes was the text of the crown.

The sun's eye, which bears the strongest name.

The all-powerful name, moonlight eyes.

And the highest-ranked demon eye lining those two shoulders.

The best demonic eye to bear the name of literal 'undefeated'.

Elsewhere the name and Gil, who thought of its power aggressively, Kuse took a step with his prosthetic leg, without straying.

Its speed was certainly slower than that of the biological foot, but it was never the movement of those who now felt prosthetic foot at this moment.

Kuse's fist captures Gil's face with certainty, and Guru's scream leaks out of Gil's mouth.

A dozen meters of blown gills gaze at Kuse with hate-distorted eyes as he wipes the blood blown out of his nose.

Kuse, who opposes him, shows his clenched fist toward Gil.

- Hit him with one shot, he said.

Gill distorted his face greatly to the man who executed the word and showed it.

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