"Suzaku!"

"Lelouch!"

Although neither the ear-missing uncle nor the elven marksman spoke. But when I saw them as virtuous people, I still unconsciously dubbed them.

Although the age is different, the meaning is still the same. Best friends, hated, hated best friends. Guys who once traded their lives now want to kill them. This is the fate of the Uncle Missing Ears and the Elven Marksman, who chose the dual-weapon fighting style and the bow and arrow fighting style, the best rangers among the two High Elves.

"The mistakes I made now finally have the opportunity to make amends. If this is the path chosen by the gods, if this is my destiny, then I will accept him. Uncle Missing Ears thought silently in his heart. At the same time, he did his best to move forward, forward, forward.

Shorten the distance between him and the Elven Marksman. Go as fast as you can. Kill - Kill the Dark Elf warrior who is closest to you and is blocking your path. Then it flashed at the other side, the elven marksman's feathered arrows at him. Then he stabbed and killed the Dark Elf priest who was rushing towards him excitedly.

While blazing your way through a large number of dark elves, wielding twin swords, you can kill all the enemies who dare to approach you. Beheadings, amputations, disembowelments - the earless uncle is like using his long knife to form a blade of enchantment, isolating all those who threaten him. Forced trespassers, only death.

"It's still the same as before, so sharp that people can't look at it directly, but it's gorgeous and you can't take your eyes off it. Unlike before, the blood stained by these knives is countless. Opposite Uncle Missing Ears, the elven marksman looked intently at Uncle Missing Ears. I thought so in my heart.

"Once, you were our pride, and now, you are our disgrace...... But of course, so do I. After this, the elven marksman released his bowstring. The feathered arrow broke through the air. The collapse of the bowstring sounded. Subsequently, he was beheaded by the uncle who lacked ears again.

"It's still not enough...... Still, I had a chance. The attack was unsuccessful, but the elven marksman was undeterred, and he continued to aim, his face unchanged, and at some point an extra feathered arrow appeared in his hand.

"Give me help, I need time." The elven marksman said calmly. After he finished speaking, he was around. The Dragonback Maiden and Olivia waved their staffs one after the other. More portals to hell were opened, and a large number of low-level devil cannon fodder were summoned. Chain demons covered in chains, bone demons covered in bone spurs, and a large number of bad demons and little devils.

These summoned cannon fodder demons were immediately controlled by Olivia's magic and then went berserk. Desperately, he rushed towards the uncle with missing ears.

"It's a very practical magic." The Dragonback Girl thought to herself that such a mad army had a very obvious advantage over the normal state of the devil's army, and that was morale. Yes, morale. with a frenzy. Advocating chaos and chaos. Fighting almost every day, almost all my life. Compare it to a demon who treats combat as a daily routine and doesn't know what fear is. The devils' greatest strength is their orderliness. And the biggest disadvantage is their morale.

Because you are calm, you can think, and because you think, you feel afraid. Because of fear, it will collapse while fighting.

This is something that no Devil Commander wants to see - the reason why the Devils fail in the face of a huge army of demons is more because of the collapse of morale - yes, that's right. In the mountains of demons. In the face of an army that is vast in the sky, the devils can easily collapse due to low morale. A lot of times the battles that can be won are lost......

"Even so, these low-level devils have also lost their ability to think, unable to follow orders, and unable to form arrays to cooperate with each other. But it's better than letting them crash and then scurrying around. Maybe next. I should promote this tactic in my army. The dragon-backed girl thought to herself. But soon, she once again put her mind on the battle situation.

Countless devils, cannon fodder, can't help it, and get an uncle with missing ears. He could kill them like chopping melons and vegetables, while continuing to stare at the elven marksman in case of his cold arrows. In this case, none of them can help anyone.

At the same time, because the elven marksman was pinned. The main force of the dwarves, the Dwarven Defenders, is freed. They once again set off a wave of steel, leaving behind a stump and severed arm, and pushed forward unswervingly.

"Elves! Think of a way! "The Dragonback Maiden and Olivia have used a lot of magic and magic to bombard the tin can-like dwarves. But it didn't work much. If this continues, the situation on the frontal battlefield will become even worse. So the dragon-backed girl couldn't help but scream.

"- Only him, only him I can't forgive! Figure it out for yourselves! ”

To the anger of the dragonback girl, the elven marksman did not agree. After shouting such words, the guy ran away in a frenzy -

"- Bastard! Give me back! After seeing this scene, the earless uncle immediately gave up on the enemy in front of him, turned around, and brought another bloody storm to kill a way, and then chased in the direction of the elven marksman.

It seems that these two guys are going to find a place to solve the problems of the two of them alone.

“…… That idiot! The dragon-backed girl scolded angrily. Then he had to give an order - after a magic command, the Hundred-Horned Demon Horse, who was still attacking the flank, stopped attacking. Turning back to where they came, they turned around and slashed towards the dwarven defenders. Now, only these assault forces composed of hundreds of high-level demons can compete with the dwarven defender brigade.

……

"It's too weak! Too weak, too weak, too weak! Sure enough, a scum like you, a scum like you who can't bear the pressure in the end, a scum like you who finally gave up the honor of the Shadow and the scum of your own clan, can't compete with me at all!! ”

On the other side, Tiffelle has a fierce battle with "that person", that is, "him".

Unlike the uncle who lacks ears, there is also an elven marksman who needs to "find a place to solve it alone". The battle range of two of the top Dark Elf assassins - the entire battlefield.

They weave freely through the shadows, and then suddenly appear anywhere on the battlefield. Each bites the other's tail and follows the other's footprints. Desperately adjust your own angle, your own direction, your own position, try to appear on the opponent's side, appear behind the opponent's back, catch the opponent's flaws and gaps, and then stab your own deadly dagger.

This chase has been going on for a long time. Subsequently, from the initial parity, it developed in the direction of favor of that perverted transvestite.

Tiffelle, starting to get tired.

"Why is this guy still at his peak?" Tiffelle thought to herself. At the same time, it disappeared in an instant, and the next moment it appeared behind the pervert, and then turned around and stabbed the dagger behind her—because at the same time he appeared, the pervert had disappeared—but at the same time as the dagger was stabbed, the perverted transvestite who appeared behind her also disappeared again......

"No way!"

After this, Tiffelle dives into the shadows again. At the same time, in the same place where she, and the perverted transvestite, had just fought, the entire team of skeleton warriors collapsed into a pile of broken bones - they had been disposed of by two dark elf assassins.

The next moment, Tivele, who had just been on the left side of the battlefield, appeared on the right side of the battlefield, where a group of dark elf crossbowmen and spellcasters were positioned. As she reappeared, Tiffelle threw out several throwing knives, killing several mages who were surprised by her appearance - and then she jumped backwards, dodging the poisoned dagger fired by the perverted transvestite - which then claimed the life of a dark elf crossbowman.

"Obviously, she's also done a lot of shadow travel, and she should be very tired." With this doubt in mind, Tiffel throws the alchemy bomb she has obtained from Yulia. Then it vanished, and at the same time, the perverted transvestite sneered and chased after him like a maggot on the tarsal bones. Immediately after, a violent explosion accompanied by scattered plasma destroyed the entire position of the crossbowmen and mages, and claimed the lives of dozens of dark elves at the same time.

"Where else do you want to escape?" The next moment, Tiffelle appeared in mid-air on the battlefield, and landed on a giant eagle at a loss. But then, she heard the perverted voice behind her.

Tivele then jumped forward, jumping from the eagle's back onto a griffin. At the same time, she turned around and stabbed out the dagger, and the perverted transvestite that appeared behind her at the same time easily dodged her attack before disappearing.

Tiffelle immediately jumped on top of a zombie bat again. The sudden appearance of a huge weight made it impossible for the bat to bear it, and it immediately fell. But in the meantime, Tiffelle had jumped again.

At the same time, behind her, the perverted voice came again:

"No more shadow shuttle...... Have you run out of power? ”

“……”

Of course, Tiffelle didn't answer.

Or, in lieu of language, is a delicate crossbow that has been quenched. Very abrupt, very unexpected. Such an attack is believed to kill 99 percent of the enemy.

It's just a pity. That pervert is not among them.

Their battle will continue. (To be continued......)