Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

Lenore's unleashed ice bullet hit him directly, and his black clothes blew up more and more.

A young soldier who was fighting with him rushes quickly to the man who fell flashly. He restrained the man in the back hand with his accustomed hand and let him bite the ape.

Seeing how it goes, she looks around with a faint breath.

Outside the collapsed wall.

Only the keepers of the law, wrapped in silver, operate in the dark night, illuminated by the blue light of Ish Marni. The black clothes were all restrained and rolled to the ground. This seems to be the end of control around here.

Inside the abandoned factory and somewhere far away, we can still hear explosions and anger, but they are also becoming oblivious.

The control of the Redrack family will be completed soon.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Use it if you like."

That's what the soldier who was holding black clothes today said and gave it to me, a flat container the size of a palm. It's an over-the-counter wound medicine.

As he lowered his head and received it, he rushed towards the sound of an explosion. I guess I'll join the battle that's still going on. We've already decided to win. You can rest, but you're a great soldier loyal to your duties.

Look behind it. Lenore thinks. I don't want this country to be like my country.

"... ugh"

Aware of nature and the leakage of her breath, the girl opened the wound medicine lid.

Cuts, scratches, burns. Lenore is not intact either. I am even terribly tired. I want to take a bath right now and fall into bed.

Across a corner of a collapsed wall while applying medicine to his neck muscle, there lay Edvin, who had become a big letter.

My face is bumpy, my clothes are worn out. I thought he was knocked down, but soon I knew it wasn't.

"Hey, Lenore."

What a satisfying face. He slept satisfied as he slammed.

"Don't come out of nowhere. I thought you were the enemy. Ha ha."

"... wound pills, are you there?

"Oh, you're gonna paint me?

"... I give you"

Releasing the wound medication gently, he hit Edvin directly in the face.

"Yes, no..."

At the same time as the boy holding down the nose pillar gets up,

"Mm... you lords"

A low voice echoed from behind. If you look back a little surprised because you didn't feel any signs, there's the figure of Digos with the thunder stick.

If the giant spun the stick with ease like turning the pen, the great thunder disappeared into the void.

Its invincible grin remains the same, with little scratchy wound. That should be called the Akelone genealogy.

But this is horrible because as an Akelone, he was thrown out because he said, "You don't have to be royal to study in another country."

Lenore fumbles and remembers what Claria once said.

'I don't trust that man. I dare pretend to be an old man... I feel that air'

Then when she asked if there was a man Claire could trust, she became silent.

While we've spent more than a year together, I do think Digos is a gripping figure.

... Though I may not be able to speak of people.

Knowing or not the chest of such a Lenore, Digos turns its thin eyes to the darkness of the distant.

Far from this abandoned factory. That place is invisible, separated by trees and rocky mountains.

But from time to time, I could confirm that the night sky was red and blinking.

Red lotus enough to see from here. Many times its color flashes, which means that the opponent you are confronted with is outnumbered by the technique and continues to struggle.

"Fight."

Digos' meaningful grin.

"Hey. Which one do you think will win?

Edvin asks while applying wound medication to his face.

"If you seriously think about it, vice..." Penta, "and challenging that dino from the front, you can see the results."

"... but there's something about Mia, so I need you to win"

'Penta' boasts incredible abilities, but never immortal monsters, etc. They're human too.

It is precisely King Ardia and others, who now dominate this country, who, although he is not the transcendent himself, has dominated all three 'pentas' in the past.

Those who have a track record of delivering 'Penta' one-on-one in the person of a regular person should only be King Aldia in this country and two deputy captains of 'Silverlios' of the Silver Legion Forces, Oretta Bloody Fir. They can no longer be said to be the users of far transcendent human beings.

And that's the same thing again with the current shield.

But it is also true that a man named Dino Gailroen is a distinct being.

Lenore still can't forget the first time he saw a man named Dino. About a year ago, I accidentally witnessed him coming out of Dr. Locke's research building. I guess he was visiting for an inspection.

Far-sighted, flaming man. He wasn't intimidating his surroundings, he wasn't letting go of his killing temper. He was just unwilling to walk in a daze. But that's all I realized.

Different digits exist.

The idea of fighting against that doesn't work in the first place. That's like a disaster. Assuming you get attacked, you just get swallowed up without the art of exchange. That's what it is.

My lord is also a powerful 'penta', but I don't want to keep her close to that man or anything by mistake. I don't think the Lord will lose. But I never want you to fight. I thought so.

Even when you say 'penta' in one bite, there are different people.

It would be a special example, but some other countries have the ability to predict what will happen in the future: a 'futuristic vision'. He says the person cannot carry out direct combat, but with his ability he contributes as a presence that moves the country.

And the man named Dino is authentic, 'Penta' specializing in combat.

No matter how current shielded...

Edvin laughed nicely as he dimensioned such Lenore's thought.

"Are you worried which one will win? All right, you want to bet?

"... even though there is something about Mia, carelessness"

Oops, and Edvin lets me gag at his shoulder.

Absolutely, how can a Raindeer person be like this? With fights and duels, betting begins immediately.

But he trembles.

"No doubt, it's the strongest vs. the strongest. Look at that."

"You want to go?

To the frank Diegos question, but Edvin shakes his neck to the side.

"Heh, I don't like to go, but my body doesn't move. And..."

On that swollen face, I could see some admiring emotion.

"They're with the hungry beast. You're having fun meeting someone worthy of eating each other. I don't know how to disturb you."

I don't understand, Lenore sighs all the time.

... Mia, I hope you're not involved.

The ice and snow girl stared at the distant darkness that stained her red from time to time and was alone in her chest.

Dino intercepts the bouncing, almost one-legged, bouncing bounce-packed stream protection with a crimson flame that rips at night.

But it doesn't hit.

Spraying Fire Column. A flaming runoff that roars on the horizontal giraffe. An arm that wrapped heat around it. If it hits, it scratches all of them that are sure to die instantly, and the driftshield enters the fist between fists.

From bowing low, he protruded his left fist to stretch out.

Bash, and a faint striking sound. Dino's left cheek, leaning his neck toward his feet, was cut off, sprinkling more red blood than flames.

"Chi......!

transcendentals just strike their tongues as abominable - but

(This guy, for sure)

Stream protection increases vigilance as you rebuild.

... several times already. Not by chance.

Like shaking off a disturbing bug, Dino clutters his right arm in a messy motion.

An unproductive blow, but its entire arm is filled with Hellfire. Decided that he could not be 'taken', and shielded in Sweden at a minimum.

Even if it is the least, it is the neck that cannot be worn on a single piece of paper.

Because of the heat of the flames, I am compelled to avoid it greatly. If you avoid it greatly, Dino will rebuild his posture in the meantime.

Ever since I hit the right, this guy hasn't shown a gap inside.

Still, at a rate that seemed to be simultaneous, the drift shield stepped back in. Dino is also finishing up his posture.

In that state, the drift shield moves the left arm, which rests on the upper stage, in a picky motion.

Dino's bright red eyes - captured the left arm of the slightly moving drift protection.

Here, the boy was convinced.

- Definitely. Dino sees his movements.

It was something to be amazed at.

Grim Crowes humans, who should be less physically capable than Earthlings. You're supposed to be an amateur when it comes to fighting, Dino Gailroen.

The 'penta' shows the action of responding to a martial artist's fist.

I have never been alone before, such as an amateur and a man with a fist of drift protection.

Even after coming to Grimcrows, I didn't even allow Detlev, an elite knight, to prevent me. The man with the mouth cloth who confronted him earlier also only responded by 'reading' until he got tired of it.

Such a fist, this' amateur genius' is clearly trying to flaunt.

(This is why I'm here, genius... but)

But I can't give in there. Whether you can use the inborn and awesome Divine Chant, Oracle, or have amazing physical abilities, or genius taste, it doesn't matter.

My skills I honed after 10 years of training. That's not something that can be outdone by talent alone. No, I won't let you.

The drift shield swings its left arm wide at once. Dino's eyes follow that move.

- Complete feint.

At the next moment, Lifeguard protruded his fateful right fist. Impeccable timing, impeccable speed.

A full right fist cuts the sky with a roar.

If you hit it, it'll be over. Take that blow.

Dino avoided it altogether by tilting his face slightly.

"- - -, what?"

Unexpectedly, the thought of drift protection stops.

The end of the mouth of the opposing dino hoists. Like the three moons.

A red shockwave struck me.

With Dino waving from the bottom to the top, the flames like waves dance. The crushed ground rolled up smoke and dirt sand.

"..., ugh"

The drifting shield, avoiding a counterattack with a flash like drawing a semi-circle around the opponent, breathes shallow.

Drop it.

From the forehead, blood passed on.

What the hell kind of power it was an enclosed blow. It was not the burns - the cuts - that occurred from the side head to the forehead of the flow protection.

The boy wipes blood with his fist and throws it away. Bleeding more than I thought. A flying red and black splash made a noise.

"Heh, did you avoid a direct hit? Hmm? No, you didn't hit him anymore? Brave Kung."

"You look so happy to be a cunt," Penta. "

Both sides, snoring at each other.

- I avoided it.

And on both sides, we think of each other indefinitely.

Lifeguard is at war in his heart.

Right of the fate, since we crossed the left feint.

A combination that even passes through the same karate holder, his superior opponent.

It was amateur, and the first time Dino was perfect.

It's a bit of a dumb story, but it can also be enough that you haven't noticed the left feint in the first place and only react to the right fist.

But Dino was obviously paying attention to the left-hand movement of the flush protection that would be the feint. Soon, he struck the right blow that flew in.

When I can do such an artistic work, I can only think of one reason.

Ultimately, an unbelievable reason.

"Dino Gailroen is avoiding the attack he flew in after seeing it with his eyes".

It only responds to attacks that fly in, so it falls on the feint.

- I can't think.

For example, if you avoid the punch of an opponent, it is primarily the movement of the shoulder that you watch. As a result, it is very difficult to avoid precise boxer fists, such as those that are ejected from the shoulder without any preliminary motion.

An attack is a prediction. From the preliminary motion, instantly determine the direction and angle of the attack to avoid it. That's why a rush called Feint comes into being.

But this man...

Physical abilities are inferior to those of the Earth, and so on.

Liquid protection bites the grin, along with the chills.

Dino is heartily surprised.

I thought it was fast and fast. One way or another, the long to medium range technique doesn't hit one. It's as if they're prefetching everything.

But after understanding and watching, this time the person in front of him disappeared completely from sight.

Avoid the opponent's fist completely and fight back at the perfect time. The moment they unleashed that blow, the enemy disappeared from sight.

It would mean he moved at a speed that even Dino's eyes could not follow.

What if he lost sight at close range, and went round to the blind spot, and carried out his fist at the time of the hammer?

- What happens? This me? What's gonna happen?

During combat, this opponent does not use the Divine Chant "Oracle" at one time. I also don't use physical enhancement.

I have also heard that it cannot be used due to amnesia, but if so, what the hell is this physical ability? As rumored in the alley, do you really think it's the rebirth of Geisserius?

Geisserius, an old hero who is admired by "The Secretary of Dragon Destruction".

The most famous hero many admire. But the thoughts Dino had are different. I don't yearn.

"If you defeat him, you will know my name".

I wonder why I'm not in this era right now. That's what I kept thinking. But now, the person in front of you. The rebirth of Geisserius, or this opponent who would otherwise be comparable.

In unexpected encounters, joy crawls up the spine.

"Koitsu -"

"Strong......!

- Two, the Wesen hungry for the strong enemy Feed intersect.

With his ecstasy in his face, Dino waves his right arm toward the drift protection. Moments later, the place, space and surrounding metres where the drift shield was burst into flames.

The drift shield, which was off its attack range on the brink, reaches the front of Dino in one leg.

Stick your left hand straight out.

Did Dino say that he completely cut off his left hand on a piece of paper without difficulty? but the driftshield grabbed the other guy's hair intact.

"Did you think it was a punch? Too bad."

With his left hand grabbing Dino's hair, Lifeguard squeezes his right fist.

This time I can't escape.

The karate family had no hesitation or mercy, and fisted into the face of the enemy.

But what echoed was not the sound of the hammer slapping the meat. Michi, the annoying "no" sound of bumping.

Dino didn't mind his grabbed hair or anything, tilting his neck forcefully to dodge the fist of drift protection.

A thousand cuts of red hair from the roots dances to the universe.

"What the fuck do you like about baking?

Dino manifests the flame. Explosive flames that roll around the red boy.

Liquid protection herself dodged in a backstep of agitation, but Dino's hair, which was tangled in her fingers, inflamed.

"Chip!"

Stream protection to beat flames and put them out.

If I looked up, it was the moment when Dino, wrapped in a flaming runoff in his right arm, fired a blow.

A huge turbidity of flames, wondering how many times the Aquastorm in Belgrette would be. A blow that can be described as a flaming dragon stripping his fangs is relentlessly dancing.

The drift shield jumped to the side with all its might, avoiding the red runoff as it rolled down the ground - but.

"Oh!

It wasn't easy. A flame attaches to my right arm, dancing hard and crazy.

"Ha-ha-ha, you're on fire, what's up? You want to jump from the cliff into the river?

Liquid protection sat down and inhaled hips.

"Touchy yeeeaaa!"

I swung my right arm down vertically.

A bong sounds and the flames disappear.

"Ooh ho. It's not a good song."

"Right."

Answering Dino's light mouth, the drift shield held his right hand -, he couldn't.

How hot was the flame, the faintly reddish and blackened right hand develops tingling pain.

Dino unleashed a small flamebullet into the gap where the drift shield was distracted by his right arm. casual behavior like throwing lightly with a catch ball. The drift shield releases the stone it was picking up when it rolled down the ground.

A flame bullet landed on the stone caused an explosion.

Put the explosion back on the signal, both flesh thin.

The drift shield gave in and quickly stepped in, bringing the flaming pillars into the midst of a super melee battle that could not be waved.

But you were reading that, Dino intercepts with his palms red-hot. Streak protection is considered successive strikes that depict the pearl trajectory. But the inability to move his right hand prevents him from successfully controlling his upper body, and the transcendent's red fingers blur the boy's body surface one by one.

"Chi silly, isn't that how the smell drifted? Oh!?"

Sounding comedy. Empty ripping streak.

The balance leaned slightly.

In spite of this, you can't attack without approaching. If you throw a stone, it is also possible to strike a blow equal to a weapon, but it is the pinnacle of foolishness, such as flying against a dino with a soul and heart power "Prarna" that seems to be infinite - it is also a stone - to compete with.

But that melee also changes things when the right arm of the drift shield is sealed.

While sheltering his immobile right arm, his body is slightly shaken and he cannot blame Dino for a series of attacks. The only advantage was super melee, which is no longer advantageous.

- Fast. In this state equal to being sealed one arm, it can't be overdone.

Step in forcefully or leave once. Instantly impending two choices.

To greatly avoid the arms of the swinging dino, the drift shield slightly let go of the intermission. A bright red line that cuts the sky. Distance to faintly open.

Immaculate arrival, the timing of the counter.

(Step in, sink right high -)

Faster than that.

"Are you sure? With that choice."

What will manifest itself are two flaming columns that will be as long as five to six metres long, stretching from each of Dino's arms. Red cross.

A one-sided 'penta' intermission born in a blink of an eye, neither fist nor a slight kick.

(This guy, read...!

No matter how much unchanging, it's too fast. It's like stretching your hands and feet. Nature.

'Reading' as if taking away strains of drift protection. The Red Boy was completely predicting that the drift would leave.

That time transforms it into a world dominated by Dino Gailroen.

Again, the twin fangs of prison flames set their aim for the prey.

The flow shield forcefully stops the motion that was moving to the right high kick. Moments later, a flash of flame columns blurred his right knee.

"Duh!"

Burning intense pain. Should I think of my legs as just better if they weren't melted?

But I lost my balance and fell on my back. A sharply stepped dino swings loudly to slap his double fangs toward a drifting shelter that has become a big letter on the ground.

Moment after moment, the drift shield forcefully ejected his body forward with only the force of his left arm, slamming a right kick into his opponent's belly like a thrust.

"...,... Oh, -!"

Dino, who was shaking his arms wide, retreats with a splash of gastric fluid.

"... Gu!

Her right knee developed severe pain. It was just impossible to kick that pain in the knee that had just been burned.

But the counterattack was also woven, Dino won't fall. The flame columns don't disappear either.

The fiery beast, eating up his teeth but laughing at his mouth, leaps back to drifting protection with immense flaming fangs in his arms.

I no longer deny drift protection either.

With a mirrored look on his face, he quickly rises up and intercepts his kind.