"—Tonight, the Grim Reaper will appear!"

The prophecy was delivered to Rubaré three hours before Orange and the others appeared.

The Dead Apostles are not monolithic, and the struggle between them is somehow more intense than humans. On the one hand, because most of them are transformed by humans and still retain the inferior nature of human beings, and on the other hand, because life is too long and they need to find something to pass the time.

And the reason why the circle of dead apostles, who repeatedly tear each other apart and exterminate each other, is still alive because there is an ancestor who is a full-time prophet. Legend has it that she often foretold the death of the Dead Apostles, and asked them to quietly make their own successors - I don't know if it was the restraining force that deliberately suppressed the Dead Apostles, and among the Dead Apostles there were extremely few people with prophetic powers, and this was the only one who could peek into the long river of fate.

Putting the teaser in front of him, Rubaré smiled.

I see, the group of women who were sneaking around the lake just now were really careless. If one is not careful, his side is likely to be wiped out. But this is not an absolutely unavoidable death, and it has to be said that the rumored prophecy of the rose will also be inaccurate.

Prepared for it, Rubare does not think that it is his side that has been eliminated.

After Lubaré had his beloved sons ready to entertain, he went to the minaret at the top of the castle, where his trump card was hidden and the foundation of his existence.

But if he wants to use the secret treasure, at least wait until the strange women come in.

Standing at the top of the spire, Rubare's senses were in tune with the barrier, and his eyes looked across the space barrier to look out at the battle on the lake, where the first line of defense had been consumed by the Demon Legion, but it was still unable to stop the attack of the strange puppet.

The most trusted family member of the "White Wing Prince", the "Dead Apostle of the Lake" who has survived for more than 500 years, thought for a moment and gave an order to his heirs.

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On the lake around the castle, the fighter Mist Painting was still killing all directions, and the sound coming out of his mouth became more and more unclear.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh - crazy lightning!"

The light of science and technology born from Tesla, the ancestor of alternating current, illuminates the entire surface of the lake, and also tears apart the dim space that has turned into another world.

This is the most powerful weapon carried on the fighter Fog Painting.,Shinji finally got it from the clock tower.,The only precious magic guide "magic furnace" of the Makiri family combined with small power generation equipment.,The thunderbolt is a pseudo-military treasure.。

Now that it has been evaluated by the treasure level, it is conceivable that the power of this move "Crazy Electricity", as soon as this move comes out, half of the remaining 500 flying demons directly turn into charcoal, and the other half of the birds and finches that escaped the direct hit did not escape the fate of falling straight and vertical. Under the blow, the "dark clouds" suddenly disappeared, leaving the demon army without one out of ten.

The outer armor of the fighter man, who was not in a huff of arms, automatically flipped open, emitting a cooling solution that had turned into steam due to the high heat inside.

"That's it? It's boring, is there anything more to fight?"

Pure electronic synthesized sound pierces through the fog and reverberates through the world, incompatible with this magical castle.

Unnoticed by the fog, two inconspicuous black shadows emerged from the watchtower in the corner of the castle, and quickly flowed to the feet of the fog painter under the cover of the shadows and the only demons left.

By the time Fujino, who had been staring at the fog painting, found out that something was wrong, it was too late.

Kill machine with "fog painting, watch out behind you." The reminder came with it.

The pale complexion, with red eyes, slammed the back of the mist's head with a claw, powerful enough to claw the hardest skull of an ordinary person. Fortunately, the whole body of the fighter man is made of alloy, and the defense power far exceeds that of the human body, and it is not destroyed by a sudden claw. But even so, the fog painting couldn't maintain its levitation, and swayed and fell to the surface of the lake with a cry of surprise.

Beneath the smooth surface of the lake, another Dead Apostle was already waiting. This is an otherworld built by the Rubaré faction, and the lake here has long since stopped flowing, so that it will not hinder the vampires' movements.

As Mist Paint fell, another Dead Apostle broke through the water, using his hands and feet and tongues together, and launched a stormy attack on Mist Paint. Judging by his succinct and clean movements, there was no doubt that the Dead Apostle was a master of close combat.

"Don't underestimate me!"

A brilliant orange spread between the palms of his fingers, and the violently rising temperature burst through the weapon, slapping at the Death Apostle's body with a roar of fog painting.

"Flaming Palm!"

The face of the Dead Apostle, who was forced by the heat, remained as stagnant as the lake beneath his feet. There was no flashy movement, and there was no sound, just a very random flick and pull, and the "flaming palm" of the fog painting was taken away. Immediately after that, the dead apostle flew up without hesitation and kicked the fighter man out, kicking him several meters away.

On the flight path of the fog painting, the dead apostle who had sneak attack earlier had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw the arrival of the fog painting, it was immediately a new round of onslaught.

Thankfully, Orange used the best materials to build the Fighter Man Fog Paint, otherwise these two attacks alone would have been enough to destroy Fog Paint's new body. However, this is not due to the flaws of the puppet itself, Orange is very careful when designing the puppet, and the problem lies with the person who manipulates the puppet.

Fog Paint's combat experience is seriously lacking, and when facing a rabble, he can still rely on his performance and armament to crush him, and when he encounters a high-level opponent, he will be in such a powerful dilemma.

"Sakura, Fujino, when you go back, teach more about fog painting. Orange, who saw the problem, commanded.

"Okay, Sister Orange. ”

"Yes, teacher. What now? Do you want me to help Sister Kiri-e?"

As far as the eye could see, Fujino's range of attack, she could twist the two dead apostles into a ball at any time if she wanted.

Orange looked at the broken city gate, then at the fog painting that turned into a sandbag, and nodded: "Leave it to you, Loreleia is ready to annihilate the enemy's reinforcements!"

"Understood!"

The moment the words fell, the two dead apostles besieging Fog began to twist without warning, twisting into a horrible shape with their waist as the center and their head and feet as the hinges. Fragments of internal organs and tattered blood seeped out of the body that could not withstand the torsion, and the scalp was tingling at the sight.

Having already seen the "Twisted Eye" once, Fog Paint had already developed some resistance to the scene in front of her, and she resisted the nausea welling up from the depths of her soul, opened the flamethrower placed in her mouth, and used her powerful fire to reduce the two Dead Apostles to ashes.

Before the action, each girl did her homework and knew that the Dead Apostles possessed great resilience and that only burning them to ashes would ensure their death.

At the same time that Fog Paint burned the Dead Apostles, Orange's expected second wave of Dead Apostles flew out of the shattered city gates.

Prepared for a long time, Lorelea walked onto the surface of the lake with graceful and majestic steps, her slender wrists gently raised.

The girl's magic circuit let out a silent roar, and a vacuum magic wider than the city gate ran through, and the second wave of reinforcements was sliced open by the lonely queen.

Seeing this, Orange raised his hands and released the "FEHU" rune that had been prepared long ago, incinerating the scattered Dead Apostles with the power of the Primordial Fire.

In the midst of the fire and rain, Orange pointed ahead and gave orders to everyone.

"Into town!"

PS: "Lake Dead Apostles" should forget it, if "Lake Light Knight" plus his troops are still interesting.