"Ha... ha... ha... why is the pervert so persistent... Hey, Zelafitis, are you okay?

"Oh, and don't die on Wychett Blorum... this is an important country he made. If we make it our graveyard, he'll be so angry...

"That's right... if you're in the tomb of Magialus, you might want to choose the stone that looks good in shape and leave it, but if it's us, a tomb like a big ruin might be created. Then you won't be where you live, will you?

"Corhontos... I didn't say anything that wasn't even close, so keep moving, the next one's coming.

Boirotus flies a swing as he joins the arrows. Maggialuus comes shaking it off and pushing it, even as Entgran magically surrounds him.

"Die!!

"Huh! Say no!

After a critical and successful evasion, Corhontos shoves a rapier up his ass. It doesn't have to be the butt, but it's no longer the will to collect attacks on the butt.

"Ugh!!? Butt again! Think about what......

Magealuus, who reacts to that reaction and repeats the attack but doesn't notice it, but the fool is reading the movements of the masculinity little by little and the attack is arriving.

"Damn... we're going to get caught fast or he's going to screw first... at last.

In the distance, Lancelot and Yazas are also waiting in full gear, but Sylphanus stopped them from participating in the battle. Obviously they are lacking strength, but if they also have to become God's shields, and die, they are quietly burning their fighting spirit.

For a while there was a balanced battle going on, but the moment a slight gap was formed, coincidentally overlapping, and the masculinity was solidified and cornered in the same direction.

"Knock... that's it.

I'm sure there won't be total annihilation, but I realize that someone will be caught in the next blow, and I manage to break through, but I can't quite open the gap that falls out with stronger magical thunder restraints than ever.

"Damn, you can choose freely whether to be burned by my thunder as it is, or crushed directly by it and me!

A giant approaching as he kicks up the soil to determine the ground... a powerful thunderbolt is raging to escape and there is no escape.

"Kurya-ah! Eat, bubble, bubble!!

The masculine gods glaring at Maggialuus as the Adamantite shell hits the side of his body that thrusts into momentum... no more? and Magyaluus was falling to the ground even though he was hissing inside and jerking his teeth off.

"Masal!! ………… Ah.

Viktinias and Isla Sephira rock the golden aura as Zelafitis looks back at those whose shells have flown...... a one-handed sword is held in the hands of two columns, behind which is the figure of Massal sleeping with his hands together in front of his chest. Victinious and Iracephyla's cheeks are wet in tears, and her hands, which hold the sword slightly, are also shaking.

"Victinious! Islasephila! Reckless! We fight! Pull!!

Zelafitis screams desperately, but Viktinias and Islasephila slowly advance forward, and with each step overlapping, the velocity climbs and approaches Magialus.

"Don't get on with it. Ahhh!

As Magialus screamed with blood scattered from his mouth, the area was surrounded by an oversized thunder, and Victinius and Islasephila swallowed up in it.