"Hmph, it's interesting. I accepted."

Lorelaya happily accepted Kuyina's proposal. In her opinion, no matter whether the other party is the Seventh Ancestor who holds the inherent barrier or the God-killer with nearly ten powers, she will not lose.

The word "defeat" is for those who have the name of Barcelona []

——I can't understand, and I will never allow it,

“Kukuku, since that’s the case, the contract is established.”

Finally, a tree vine broke through the protection of the wolves and entangled Kuyna. Then, the magic power absorbed grew wildly, quickly forming a cocoon to seal her in it.

"Accepting the body of immortality will never die, and longevity is the great disaster in the hell of immortality."

The layers of solid vines were unable to stop the spread of the sound, and the distant bel can sound clearly like the cool summer breeze.

The green vines withered rapidly, and then the karma of the red lotus ignited.

Wood produces fire.

With the overwhelming vines as the fuse, the flames spread out with amazing momentum. Soon, the woods built by Lorerealia became a sea of ​​fire.

Frowning slightly, Loreleya approached a little with a stern pace.

"Announcement, the plants wither, the fruits fall, and the petals scatter, using this as the cornerstone to create a world of white and cold!"

What emanates from her is the absolute cold that will be frozen by just touching it.

"Winter snow, wipe away all the warmth!"

A blizzard with the girl as the center blows violently.

It's not just a blizzard. It's the extremely cold wind from the mythical permafrost.

Pure white | shattered the new green and collided with the sweeping red lotus.

The flames freeze and the ice burns.

Impossible phenomena occur alternately at the intersection of these two colors.

He pointed his gun at Lorelaya, who dominated the pure white world,

"Gather here, brave men! The glory is there!"

Silver particles of light scattered from the sky, condensing into a human image.

That is the heroic spirit from all regions and eras. The books gathered here by Kuyina's power.

""all-hail-himesama!!!""

The heroes shouted strange slogans and carried various weapons to charge towards Lorelaya.

"Is the power to summon the dead? Maybe it was usurped from some god of the underworld. Remember that Chinese storytellers also have similar powers."

Loreleya held a smile on the corner of her mouth, "But don't think you are the only one who calls her helper."

She waved her baton casually. With this movement, the human figure of the heroic spirit that was no less than that of Kuyana stood up from the cold ground.

"The deceased... no, no, is it a puppet?"

"The sharp eyes. This is exactly the power I gained after killing the Chinese Earth Mother Goddess Nuwa."

Although his expression was still calm and cold, the bright orange pupils shone with the sure-win light.

“——ventsfo

tsenc

istal!"

The rich magic power surged like crazy.

The magic of humanoid created by the humanoid created by Loreleya is exerted like a vacuum magic cannon that can even tear even the space.

Can create puppets as you wish. Whether it is a monster giant or agile assassin, it can also be created - naturally, a magician with excellent magic can do it.

The roaring Wind Demon Cannon tore the red demon flames, smashed the heroic spirits blocking the road, and finally annihilated the silver figure.

The earth has collapsed and the sky is eclipsed.

The inherent barrier, which was already full of holes, could not withstand this degree of impact and shattered with bang.

The fragments of the world are like stars, scattered in the sky.

With proudly raised her chest, the girl looked up at the rare and beautiful scenery with the attitude of a winner: "Is it dead like this? Humph, the original God Slayer is just like this."

"Oh, if you think I'm dead without authorization, it will be very troubled here."

“!?”

The familiar and pleasant voice made Loreleya's expression froze. Then, the fragments began to gather, like a huge nebula, and the silver light rotated slowly and quickly, rebuilding the inherent barrier.

It is still a red field and an endless sky. But unlike before, the sky is now occupied by countless messile guns. The muzzle burning with silver flames is aimed at Loreleya below without exception.

“…………………………………………………………………”

"Rabort!!!"

With a command, countless melee guns opened fire together. The dense magic cannons poured down like rain.

"Tree, hold on to me!"

A small sapling appeared in front of Lorelaya, and grew into a giant tree that stood tall at a speed that violated the laws of nature.

The next moment, the rain of the magic cannon came.

Standing in the silver torrent, the giant tree guards the Creator's girl with its torso. The green leaves wither, the branches are burnt, and the trunks are cracked, but even so the giant tree is still firm.

"——All things in the forest are returned to dust, and the flowing blade is like fire!"

The red demon blade swept the giant tree into two pieces, and then the karma fire of hell was overwhelmingly pressing down on Lorelaya.

"hateful!!!"

The delicate cherry lips made an angry sound, and the crisp silver bell hidden murderous intent.

“le—‘ouv

e!!”

The slightly changed expressions and those stubborn arrogance turned into solemnity. The girl completed two bars of magic chanting in an instant with a stronger spirit.

The wind seemed to condense into crystallization, and the continuous compression concentration superimposed geometrically.

In less than two seconds, Bassermero's strength was once again fully demonstrated——

It was easy to make Loreleia create a barrier with defensive power comparable to the ancient city walls.

The demon blade that burned all the things of the world was embedded in the wind barrier that infused the power of Holy Winter.

The magic of fighting each other rubbed hard and burst out with dazzling light. The sharp blade was struggling in front of the vacuum wall, approaching the girl under her protection inch by inch.

"It's great to be able to block this sword, little girl."

A little praise appeared on his pretty face, and then, from those cherry lips, he recited the spirit of words.

"The Gulan's Greedy Gun, imitate the legend of the ancient hero!"

The melee gun suspended in the air spewed out scorching sparks. The silver-red magic bullet split and strangely bypassed the wind barrier that guarded Lorelaya, and fell on the girl's delicate body.

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“—————————————?”

Loreleya's voice was full of incredibleness.

The magic cannon just now finally managed to withstand the experience of attacking the ancestors over the years. Although it was a little embarrassed, it did not cause any major damage.

However, at this moment, the girl lost her fighting ability. Not only did the magic seal not respond, but she would not mention the exhausted power of winter, but even the other powers were unresponsive as if they were sleeping.

"The blade of evil-breaking and showing righteousness that has been cut off from all disasters, the Divine Sword of the Ligala Sword. I have merged the power of this sword of wisdom into the cannon just now."

He laughed, his purple pupils flashed with strange light.

"You, whose power is sealed, are just an ordinary beautiful girl."

(That is, did I lose......)

Lorelaya bit her lip unwillingly. With the power of her now just an ordinary girl, it is impossible for her to fight with the Seventh Ancestor in front of her again......

Suddenly, she remembered something.

(If I lose...that means I will always wear a fruit apron in the future!?)

The wind of Bathurmero, an unprecedented crisis!


Chapter completed!