White dust swallowed and burned the desert village created by the swaying and shimmering heat and the mirage.
From there, a white flame rises, and a light sparkle flickers in front of you. Fire dew It's the light of life, the fire that circulates through Da Cu Cadate.
As I headed for a white sand storm that swallowed everything, I walked calmly.
For a moment, the light shone before my eyes. I stretched my arms and grabbed the next space.
"Where are you going, Anahem?"
It was a god wearing a white cloak and turban who tried to pass this place faster than the rushing dust.
Grabbing his right arm, Anahem turned a sharp gaze on me. Trans la t ed b y jp ｍ tl.c o ｍ
"Did you think you could easily pass through my eyes?"
"Non-conforming person"
Anahem puts a lot of force into the right arm that was grabbed. Muscles become angry and magical particles rage. Dust flew in the aftermath.
"Well, do you want a force comparison?"
In response to Anahem trying to lift her great arm, I put magic into her right arm and hold it down.
Black magic power and white magic power interact, and the sand called scaffolding sand pops off.
Tra n sl a t e d b y jp ｍ tl.ｃ om "What are you planning to do with the human child living in this village?"
When asked, Anahem looked down.
"Human's child? Have fun. There is no life in the deserted desert. Everything is a mirage showing the lights of the end."
"Hmm. Did you make a child using the circulating fire dew?"
Anahem's magic rose further and began to squeeze my squeezed arm.
"I'm sorry to have stole the fire dew. I'm shameless to try to rub my sins against this Anahem!"
At the same time, Anahem pushed my arm back.
"Is it the first time to be broken by power comparison?
The magical power that resembles a sandstorm is released from the whole body, and Anahem pushes my arm up with all my might. He tried to shake his arms with momentum, but stopped there.
"Sorry, I was thinking a bit. Are you lying or just stupid?"
"Num ...!?"
Put magic into your right arm and push it down as much as you want. The power of Anahem was gradually pushed down and returned to its original height.
"If I don't do it seriously, I'll lose my power.
"Gunuppu ...!"
If you concentrate your magic and consciousness and push hard, the god of death will break your knees.
"Hey. He held up well. If he was a normal god, he was crushed." Trans lated by ｊp mtl.ｃo m
"That's why. It's a foolish man to challenge this Anahem in the Death Desert."
The white sandstorm is gaining momentum as it reacts to Anahem. With his teeth clenched, the demise god kicked the sandy ground.
Like the Desert Desert, his swirling dust entangles my arm and the white sand boosts his limbs. He did his strength and magic, turned the blessings of the sanctuary into strength, and lifted his arm up so he could repel me.
"On the contrary, he will twist it.
He swung his arms down with all his strength and pushed him down. Anahem is buried crushing and literally licks the sand.
"I have something to ask"
Step on his head buried in the sand. However, that feeling soon disappeared. The body of the end god turned into white sand and collapsed.
It is invisible as if it were mixed with the Death Desert. However, the magic was standing all around.
God's Eye "Hmm. Well, listen as it is. It is true that there are human children in the desert desert. They call themselves Holo. In this desert where there should be no life, Is it strange that you live through you? "
"Take"
Out of nowhere, the voice of Anahem resounds.
"This Anahem has no meaning, no doubt. Both thoughts and speculations are the work of those who do not have it. Engraved on this body is the wisdom of the end. When one life ends, all that knowledge comes into this hand. "
"I see. I understand."
A sandstorm swirls violently, taking my sight.
Tra n sl a t ed by Ｊp ｍ tl .c om “Know the end.
Sudden Sword Suddenly, a figure jumped out of the white dust. He pulls out the Guzerami, the sword he was holding.
"You are just a fool"
Using the magic of the source mother's womb <>, create a pseudo-source in front of you. The faint light will turn into a shield, blocking the sword that slashes only the root.
At the moment of the murder of the source, go through his source with the fingertip of <>.
"Burning and burning, but the creatures are not at the feet of the god of death.
He looked at his order with the , but without any resistance, the multitude of pseudo-source shields blazed the moment he touched Guzerami, turning into white sand grains.
Root Death Killed A straight blade protrudes through my anti-magic and magic barrier and through the skin. Before it reached the root, he held his right arm with the hand of <>.
"Is it a little different than fighting Eleonors?"
A shattered sword is wrapped in sparks. It's a fire dew. The order of the end was made a friend, and the blade was dyed red and white.
Flameblade "There is no end. Unura is a dwarf life equal to a grain of desert sand before this anahem. Before Guzerami, it just burns down."
The blade of the flame shines brightly red and white. It's just an exaggeration, not an extraordinary magic.
"Hmm. Is it a blade that burns off only the root without asking questions?"
The blade that slips through everything adds sharpness to the root. It will be a blade of radical killing that far exceeds the killing of root.
"But if it doesn't hit, there's no difference from the sticks there."
T r a ns l a ted by Ｊp ｍt l .com Black magic particles erupt from my whole body. If you put a lot of effort into your arm, his right arm will be pushed back, and Guzerami's blade that has passed down to the skin will gradually come out.
With more effort, Mishimishi and Anahem's right arm squeaked. Immediately afterwards, his wrist collapses.
Wrong. It turned into white dust again, and he slipped into the sandstorm.
Death sand hell "Dead to the end, incompatibility."
Well, my feet sink into the desert. The scaffold collapsed, and the body fell. White sand grains were falling apart, leaving a deep and wide hole around it. In addition, the sand hell was expanding its scope.
It's like a sand basin.
Already buried in the sand up to the knees, feet do not rise. Flying Even if you try to jump up in <>, your ankle is pulled, as if grabbed by someone, preventing you from climbing.
"The sand hell of the Desert Desert is the way to the end. If swallowed, it sinks intently and dies in seven minutes. The rest is the original form of a living person, a grain of sand."
The ending god Anahem appears behind me. Certainly, magic power comes off from the feet. It is probably absorbed in this sand.
"Huh. Are you going to run away from me for seven minutes?"
"Don't be shy.
I can see a skeleton buried in the sand in front of me. It was swallowed by a white flame and crumbled down.
"That's the end, the end of the unburning when the corpse burns out. There is no way to turn back even further, even turning behind. Pulling toward that corpse, being drawn to that end, just going on."
Anahem slowly lifts the destruction sword.
"There is no way to avoid this Anahem's sword today."
The blaze in his hand glows red and white.
"Hmm. It hits a large mouth in the direction of the body. I definitely wanted to look back and do it."
Hold your palm over your feet and draw a magic circle. Hell Flame Extermination Gun From there, I shot <> in random order.
Each time it lands, white sand soars and the sand hell goes down.
Flameblade "I will not give you any grace to flick the sand. In front of this anahem, a dwarf life equal to a grain of desert sand. Never escape from God's feet, Guzerami Before it only burns down. ''
Guzerami shone brilliantly as if the words were turned into power.
At an unprecedented rate, the shrine god kicked the ground. Rush like a sandstorm, Guzerami's blaze hits behind me.
Eternal "Come, it's time for the end, sinking into incompatibility."
His arms stretch and Guzerami, whose life ends, shimmers red and white.
With my buried legs intact, twist my body to avoid the blade, and I grab its arm. Anahem spins and spins my back with a sword, as if seeing through it.
"It's there."
Clapping the hands of the god of demise with his back. There was a response, but the sword did not fall.
He is moving to my blind spot. Anahem struck out at a high speed in a position that was difficult to avoid even if he twisted his body and could not be grasped by his back.
"Nuh!"
The red and white blade burns and sticks straight to my source. Even if you barely avoid it, your second and third moves will make you lose your position and become a prey to the destruction sword.
Then--
“…… Nuu ……?”
Warp your back to the limit and push the blade in a bridge-like position. Grabbed his hand with his right arm. If it turns into sand, steal the dead sword.
Root killing "<>"
Anahem evaded his fingertips, which were dyed black. The turban drops and blood drippings slightly from his temple.
Nevertheless, he was not afraid, he held his sword with his arms and put all his strength.
"<>"
As if the roots of Anahem had almost disappeared, it quickly swelled. They are cutting lives and turning them into power.
The tip of the sword touches my forehead.
This is one arm with her back bent. The magic is absorbed in the sand hell. You can't push back Anahem's sword with enough strength and full strength.
"The end ...!"
The moment Anahem wields his strength, I warp further back and reach for the ground to avoid the blade. A dead sword, Guzerami, passed through his nose and pierced the ground.
"You can move now."
Guzelami is pulled out of the ground and aims at my face on that thread. If you wake up and evade, you'll pierce your defenseless back.
The blaze shimmered and turned into a flash-a sharp flash that even slashed the sandstorm, but just cut through the sky.
Anahem opens his eyes. My figure in front of me had disappeared.
"Hakuha. I'm sorry. I turned around."
He looks up overhead in my voice. Flying in the air, you'll see my look back.
Earlier than he responded, I was grabbing the back of Anahem.
"You should be buried in the sand."
Prison flame chain of magic Magic At the same time, push down Anahem as much as possible and, at <>, tie up the body.
He fell down face down and I landed on the ground. Looking at me cross-legged, Anahem rounds her eyes.
"... you ... when your feet ..."
Hellfire annihilator "Did you think you shot <> to pay your sand?"
The ankles swallowed in the sand were burned in the jet-black sun so that they could be cut off at any time.
"Now, you're immortal, let's see how much it is."
He draws magic at his fingertips holding his back and draws a magic circle.
Decapitated extreme execution "<>"
Shikaigaki Wall A jet-black head stand appears slowly. When he tries to turn into sand, he puts <> on the polar flame chain and adds to prevent it.
"... Nuppu ...!"
"How do you feel like a single piece of dwarf sand killed you?"
He glares at me fiercely, licking the sand.
"That's right. I can escape from Anahem's feet-
Drop your fingertip vertically.
"Execution"
The guillotine blade fell, and Anahem's head was beheaded.
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