Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Breathe loose and listen to combat music.

This rhythm, slightly hysterical singing like a faster heartbeat, is probably a strong enemy such as the middle boss.

In front of him is a giant as long as two metres long, full of lizards and covered in black metal armor. But the burnt half was peeled out, and the glazed lips had fangs that resembled the beast sloppily.

The pressure you feel on your skin makes you think you would be a strong enemy from years of experience.

Hey, this is again... indescribable ugliness.

Something like a whip in your right hand looks like it's massively binding people's hair, but you want to believe it's your fault.

and the voice of willingness communication (chat) sounds into the brain at that time.

"Hey, are you okay!? You look pretty strong!

"Hmm, you think I'm okay? More than that, would you activate [Tower Monitor (Prison Keeper)] in the meantime?

Worst of all, there will be more demons at this time. If this killer (Mardalor) comes any more, it will be a very tragic situation.

He leaned his neck and stared with his burning eyes. This one looks like a kid, but apparently it was recognized as a target.

"Oh, I moved!

At the same time as Marie's voice, the giant approaches the present, leaving behind the bursting sound of the stone floor.

The whip passes right over his head, pulling through his bumps and hair. Late, bam from the rear! and the crushing sound of the ground sounded exuberant.

"Oh, not by the looks of it. Widespread firepower. - Whoa."

From the gap between the ribs, a black hand reaches out and I immediately transition to the opposite side. He spits black blood smoke on his body for what he leaves behind, oh! and the pitch-black flames went wild to the surrounding area.

I guess this is the guy called Hellfire.

Hmm, that's firepower.

This could probably be a total collapse if I get hit. Even if they do, sleep twice and you'll be back, and Uridora will be fine.

Ha! and his whip diffuses and strikes to cover his sight. I made a move backwards... but, um, there's quite a gap... oops!

If you think your ribs are open, Zuban! and was shot into something similar to a pile of wood, passing by me in panic.

Hmm, I didn't know you were going to make a long-range attack with that look. Plus, the pile now, I can't wait to feel bad around it glowing pink.

"I was wondering if you could tell Mr. Zella not to send reinforcements over here. Maybe this is the guy who sucks."

"Whoever sees it will think so. You're different from the others."

I totally agree with you. and so on and wield his sword overhead as he voyages.

And when he transfers to the right hand of the slayer, he swings it down to the whip, which is his weapon. Thanks also to the Holy Attribute Grant (Enchant). Though I cut the bundle of hairs down to half, the rest have stretched to pierce this one.

Um, fast.

Although I escaped difficulties thanks to metastases and minutes of my body, a normal person would be out, this is... He takes steps and looks back at me when I fly away.

And that's when it happened.

The shoe sound of a knack, the hand of a woman with an iron ball. And the sound of the cobblestone rubbing chain echoes. When I squeezed the iron ball at my fingertips, the gow and blue and white flames lit up. Perhaps it's hollow inside and the holy lights are burning through the lattice.

"What, Doula,...?

To be honest, I am amazed at the way you approach me from beyond the killer. She always had a sober look but looked slightly grumpy at this time. Although it may be because of the blue and white lights illuminating from below.

"You don't know what cooperation (Reid) is. Is that how you always defeated your enemies on your own?

"Hey, I want you to stay away because it's dangerous, to be honest"

It seems somewhat odd to have a conversation in a way that pinches the killer with others.

In my words, she laughs with her nose and lets go of the iron ball. Pulled by the chain, Gashan and I rocked in the universe, and began to spin it around.

Bo, Bo, Bo......

Yeah, use a rare weapon.

Striking weapons, flails, or morningstars that crush enemies with centrifugal force.

They're making modifications to match her abilities, and the blue-white flame emits a burning sound every time she swings. And the chains of the iron sphere accidentally flew and devoured into the backs of the slayer.

Ggooo!!

He gets more and more blown to the back, and the big man spits blood smoke and stares at Doula. Perhaps he hates the power of holiness, but then I can read the air. As far as I'm concerned, I should attack his blind spot.

When you make a metastasis, the giant appears right in front of you.

A blow to the back of his knee causes black blood to erupt, and a backfist with no turning around slips through his head. Feeling no pain and reacting fast...... but dull! And once again, he was assaulted from behind.

Apparently she does more than she thought.

Take a safe distance and always pinch with me.

Besides, if the damage of the holy light is greater than that of the iron sphere, it will be against the immortal. It creates a wound, and there the blue and white flames keep burning and shredding his strength.

Gu! and his leech kick covers his sight, causing his torso to lean backwards thoughtfully against the stretched beard. But that seems to have been what the killer wanted, and when he kicked the cobblestone, he leaped his back straight to the doula.

The aim will of course be to silence her, who is underground.

"Whoa, shit!

The moment I rushed to his side, I was made a pocan.

Doula's iron balls jumped straight up, feeding them into the back of Gushari's head and the killer's head.

From what I've seen, she'll be in her late fifties. Still, it also deviates on the sacred barrier to the combo of irrevocable blood smoke, and black flames.

"Wow, you do it!

"I don't need any more salutations. 'Cause I know you're better up there, and now you're a comrade."

And so on and so forth, she answers without disturbing her breath, and she tramples on the pursuit of the killer. I hear that holy power is a state of God's help, but when you see it like this, you want to learn it.

No, I still admired this thing called the Holy Knight, and I remembered it all the way along. But hey, plain skill (skill) development is a hassle...

Now, the flow changes dramatically, switching from front to back to a pinched unilateral attack. When I sifted the whip on her, etc., I could definitely make a gap, so I slapped my sword into the scratchy, guzzling right beard.

Oh, speaking of which.

Would it work for this guy, though I've distracted the spiritual opponent? I thought, etc., touched a bloody black leech to try, how about it! And I'll send my mind in.

- GIOOOOOO!!

He leaked his anguished voice, overflowing with black spirits.

Oh, it's working. Finally, I woke up to the exorcism of the immortal. [M]

"Oh, that's hilarious. Like this, or like this?

Dodge! Dodge! Dotsu!

The iron sphere never relents to killers who are bored by pain, and keeps wearing their backs out. Although I knew it, she had a somewhat sad temperament, only a slight grin and a demon.

Yeah, apparently she grabbed it, too.

They sent a lot of holy power into the wound, you bastard! and blue flames are thrown out from the inside. It was raising a huge flame from the eyes, nose, mouth, and wounds, finally dropping both hives to the ground.

The burning slayer stares at his hands and then turns to us unafraid.

That face is as human as madness could have been lost, and we open our eyes.

and his peeled lips moved slowly and leaked a badly hard to hear voice.

"... Doula, Captain?

To that voice, Doula, and I am stunned.

There is no such thing.

We didn't know the horrors of this hierarchy yet.

Along with the music representing the end of the battle, the slayer scattered.