"Prom"

This is the name of this handbell-like treasure.

Although he is also the ancient Red World Demon King.

But compared to the "coffin tailor", whose real name is the Ring of the Underworld, and as one of the oldest demon kings of the Red World, Faragni, who calls himself a treasure hunter, is undoubtedly incomparable.

Whether it's the use of the law of freedom or the ability to fight.

However, there is one thing that Faliagni prides himself on being stronger than that Assis.

The number of Noble Phantasms and the skill of using them.

He can imitate the "key thread" of Yassi's freedom method, and he can also imitate the "heir of the two worlds", but imitation is imitation after all, not the same.

In many details, he did not imitate it.

At the very least, he couldn't directly activate the "key threads" that spread all over the city.

However, he has as a means of making amends.

The hand rattle called "Dance Party", the effect of this treasure is "resonance".

Able to "resonate" with the power of his own being, or items containing his being, with the shaking of the hand bell.

When the resonance is intense to a certain extent, it can make the power of existence riot, and it can be detonated to this extent.

Through this hand bell, the torches set up all over the city resonate, and the "key threads" in their bodies are forcibly activated.

And the connection between this hand bell, the effect of this "ball" and the key silk thread, no one can find out.

This Phantasm is not well-known, and it is not very effective when used in head-on combat.

And now, his plan is about to succeed.

Unable to hide his excitement, Fallagni shook the Noble Phantasm again.

Buzz –

The fluctuations of the power of existence spread outward, and everywhere it passed, every torch with the key thread set up jumped into action.

Like a human heartbeat, the key thread vibrated with the movement of the torch.

And at this moment, Xana, finally arrived.

"Drink, !!"

With an imposing shout, Xana, who was holding the Zana of the Shrine, slashed at Faryagani diagonally.

"Think I didn't find you? Gremlin. ”

Almost at the same moment that Xana swung out of the temple, the thumb of Faryagni's white-gloved right fist that had been clenched shattered, and a treasure in the shape of a gold coin struck towards the temple in Xana's hand.

"What!?"

I don't know what it is, but I can't let it hit me, of course, I have to cut it.

The Great Knife of the Red Lotus!

Xana's Freedom Law.

Unable to use Arastol's fire with ease, she had to use the fire with the help of the temple in her hand.

And this freedom method is the freedom method of injecting its own flames into the temple to surround the blade and strengthen the attack of the treasure temple.

Accompanied by the flames, the calamity that shrouded the temple formed a swaying knife shape.

But—

"Hehe, it's really a little ghost."

Accompanied by Fallagni's mockery, the gold coin, which had not yet collided with the blade, made a clear sound.

Bite!!!

A white blue flame erupted from the high-speed spinning coin, and with the tugging of Fallagni's right hand, the coin turned into a sturdy golden chain that bound Xana's hand.

Then, the hand bell in his hand, the hammer and the bell collided, and the sound was different from the sound of the gold coin, but it was equally clear and pleasant.

Around Xana's body, a bunch of phosphorus in the appearance of rag dolls emerged.

These phosphorus are hidden in place in a completely immobile manner, confusing the breath by means of a free method placed on the ground.

At this moment, the corners of these ragdoll-like phosphorus mouths sparkled with the expansion of their bodies and grinned weirdly.

"Not good!"

Arastol's voice rang out, and a black light like a feather appeared around Xana.

Yakasa.

This magical thing that can hold a large number of items is not a treasure, but the wings of Arastol.

Through the Law of Freedom, the wings of Arastor are revealed.

However, it was too late, and the night gassa had not yet fully emerged, and the existence power of a large number of phosphorus seeds was about to explode.

However, at this moment, three flame bombs that were like piles of sand and gravel suddenly broke into the rag doll.

The moment it burst into the formation, the flame bomb instantly turned into countless fine gravel, setting off a sandstorm.

The hot wind that blew up at this critical moment pushed the rag doll around Xia Na more than half a meter away.

And then—

Rumble!!!

A terrifying explosion rang out, and a white blue flame enveloped Xana's body with the explosion of phosphorus.

In an instant, the surrounding buildings were shattered, and in the explosion that was enough to shake several tall buildings, Xana was suddenly blasted out.

However, there were no injuries.

Faliagni squinted at the sword bound to the chain, his gaze swept over the black orb blown away by the explosion.

The black hat blocked the explosion.

"Huh, feathers?"

With a tug of his right hand, Faliagani was immune to flames because of the transparent dome spread out of his ring finger, and he was about to pull the temple shana into his hand.

"Eh, what the hell, it's going to be difficult for us to do it if we lose our weapons."

Behind Fallagni, a voice suddenly sounded.

What the!?

Someone sneaked up behind him!?

Surprised, Faliagni subconsciously turned his head to look back.

However, what appeared in his field of vision was something like a flame bullet.

Although it looks like a flame charge, the flickering flame is actually made of dense sand.

The voice, too, sounded from here.

"What, give you a junior high school physics knowledge, sound is produced by vibration."

With laughter, the flame projectile made of grit split in half in an instant, and struck at his face, towards Mariano in his arms.

Subconsciously, Fallagni was on the defensive.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt the touch of the hand bell on his right hand and left hand, which was holding the "Foam Chain" of the Precious Phantasm.

Faliaghni's hands immediately clenched and raised, using both hands to block the flames of gravel.

However, his left hand clenched unhindered, as if nothing had touched his left hand at all, and his right hand was completely empty.

was taken away.

This judgment came to Fariagani's mind.

In the next moment, his left hand holding the rattle and his empty right hand easily blocked the gravel flames.

When he turned his head, he saw a young man with a smile on his face standing in the distance, holding a large sword and a golden chain in his hand:

"Ah~ I didn't expect the strategy of striking the east and the west to be realized so easily~"

The Qin people stretched out their hands and handed the Zhendian Zhana to Xana, who had come to his side, disgraced and in tattered clothes from the explosion.