Finally, after the hearty miasma collided, Yas's left shoulder was blasted off, and the pain made her almost lose her fighting spirit for a while, but before seeing the other party fall, she had no reason to admit defeat.

And then—the excessive swelling of the Chimera's body, getting bigger and bigger, and getting more and more deformed, Yastorell had foreseen the future of that fellow.

"This ...... It's ......"

"Dead imp, just wait and see your proudest weapon explode. Isn't that guy's food miasma and yang? Whether it's the yang energy that gave him a body in the first place, or the legion I just had, that guy will eat it in the end, so he loves to eat - I'll let him eat enough. ”

“————”

Lorotandin's confidence faded away, and all that was written on his face was unspeakable fear and trembling, and when he saw that the situation was not right, he wanted to run—a scene that also reminded Yas of the fog blade of the past.

It was when she was torn to pieces by long-term ischemism, and if these two people could meet one day, they would definitely be able to hit it off. Brothers who have been separated for many years.

However, no matter how much he ran, it was useless, and the Chimera couldn't withstand the miasma that Yasherlu was too large, and it was about to explode. Only Yasthalu was spared from the explosion, and Lorotandin was in his death throes after all.

"No matter how much he can eat, as a container, he has an upper limit after all."

Yastarloth slowly closed his eyes, stretched out the miasma shield, and the explosion beyond the sonic boom rushed straight like a great flood, and Yastarlo, who was hiding in the shield, looked like the inhabitants contained in Noah's Ark, watching coldly as all the species on the earth were wiped out one by one under the sanction of the god's iron mallet.

The sea rose and the waves crashed, and the rough tide dominated the whole field without stopping, and just after the tide receded, only Yastalu, who had recovered from his left shoulder, and Lorotandin, who was lying on the ground, were poor.

"Hmm...... Damn ......"

"How? Do you still want to fight? ”

At this moment, Yasherlu was completely convinced that the imp could no longer move.

"Is this provoking me......!"

“……”

"Damn——! Yastalu! You monster! ”

"How? I'm a monster. Dare to challenge me as a monster, you little devil is really not small. ”

"As for the details of your husband and wife, I have obviously investigated it clearly, you better answer me honestly, otherwise I will be endless with you!"

It's pathetic - but Yastalu is about to overturn what she said a moment ago, this guy is not Mistblade. Because Mist Blade is not cowardly, he will grow and learn, rather than complaining about others.

"The 29th-ranked duke, Yastarroth, has 40 legions, but you only use one legion to fight me from beginning to end, and look down on me! Answer me! Answer me quickly! ”

Frustration has disconnected Lorotandin's rationality, and he no longer has the same calmness as before, but constantly hysteria in exchange for his lost dignity.

"You're so weak, so weak that I don't have to use the legion, I can solve it with miasma alone."

"Abominable ————!"

Standing up for his injuries, Lorotandin said that he would get up and bite Yas, but Yasa recorded a flying kick, and he flew far away and fell into the crater that had just been chiseled.

Yasherlu stepped on the space walk and chased after it, only to see Lorotandin with his back in the sky, unable to move.

"Abominable ......"

"I'm still so hard-mouthed when I'm dying. But I want to say to you: I just said it to you, not to the Chimera that I was fighting with. ”

At this moment, Lorotandin understood what Yastaruh meant. Lorotandin gritted his teeth and angrily commented on this:

"But! I'm just a monster, and you're a duke, even if you're the same duke, you may not be able to keep up with you! With such an overwhelming gap, no matter how hard you try, it's useless! ”

"Before the war, didn't you think you could defeat me with absolute confidence? When my soldiers fought you, I saw the trajectory of your efforts, even though you were no match for you. ”

"Therefore, futility is futility, and I give up so that I can enjoy victory with the help of the great weapon that the king has given me...... Although it still failed, it was a mess. ”

The young man with a lonely expression was full of all kinds of sorrow written on his face. He has nothing to say, but he always feels that he can see the past he has worked so hard for.

"I lost...... Treat me however you want. ”

However, the present is the present after all, and time will not be stopped in the past just because of whose past is more glorious.

"After I was bought by Adske, I was implanted with the memories of a member of the Quran, and I could not voluntarily obey the orders of the godfather. Paradise and THE 5 are both enemies of the king and should be eliminated, because in this way, I was chosen as the owner of the Chimera and traveled between the government and Paradise as a spy. I thought I could see the rising sun of Elysium, but in the end, I really deserved it. ”

"No...... You've done a great job. ”

This teenager ...... Lying, because it wasn't just the Paradise members they had defeated at that time, which was necessary to hide from the Adske who controlled him, but most of them were members of the Manson family. According to Baal's intelligence, there can be nothing wrong with this, presumably this is Lorotandin's revenge on Adsk.

However, because the Chimera's power is too strong, he once indulged in it and lost himself, which is exactly the same as the Mist Blade, really, these two little ghosts really resemble each other.

Having said that, he still couldn't find out, so Yasherroth chose to clarify with this sentence:

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have reacquainted with the members of Paradise, and I wouldn't have had this opportunity to fight them, so Lorotandine you-"

"Nonsense, the person who fought with Paradise is obviously your husband. That's why I don't want to listen to your. ”

The scene suddenly fell silent to another moment, followed by the heartfelt pained wails of a teenager.

--

Morax took a single lunge and turned to his opponent in the flesh.

“…… Yes? Make no mistake! Obviously the Duke and the Legion are there, but I summoned two coffins that are obviously problematic, and you still want to mess around like this? Is it because you have the consciousness that you will lose in the end anyway, so you want to give it a try? ”

The opponent is not in a restricted state, in other words, he can avoid a head-on confrontation at any time, but if he does, Meratra will miss out on winning again.

The decisions of both sides were in the same thought.

The heart that said on his lips was reluctant, and after Meratra's eyes became sharp, he faced Morax's initiative. The fuse is lit, and the high-dimensional battle of the Shock Tower officially begins.

The two sides abandoned their superfluous weapons, and the hard-fought bare-handed battle provoked more intense sparks, the light blew away the darkness of the miasma, and the high speed that broke through the boundaries of humanity, both sides swung thousands of fists at each other.

Blowing, being beaten, being hit again, being punched again, punches and kicks for a few seconds, Morax no longer knew how many punches he threw at his opponent, and he didn't count how many punches he ate his opponent.

If it is based on the injury, it is too early to say, after the accelerated battle, they can no longer turn back, so they will miss even the opportunity to feel the pain.

Death is delayed, injuries are just killing time, and when the flesh is saturated with pain, it will be the beginning of the next battle.

The wrought iron on his feet could not withstand the pressure of the battle and broke, and at this moment, Morax also felt that the level of the two sides could not be judged by fists and feet - after finding a new foothold, he drew his spear and rushed towards the other party.

"It's really a big trouble to go on like this—the seventh form of the time machine. Bitter pear! ”

With the resonance of Meratra, from the distorted field of vision, he grabbed a handful that resembled a pear, but the part of the fruit opened outward into three leaves, and a thick screw ran out of the middle, judging by the luster of the weapon, it was bronze!

"Torture instruments?"

"Morax, you're really good. There aren't many opponents who can let me use torture tools. However, the battle was soon coming to an end. ”

Morax slashed a graceful arc at the angle of the horizontal line, and Meratra, who straightened his waist, calmly met the attack, and the blades faced each other, bursting into a piercing melody.