I complained and complained, but I still pulled out the strange star-shaped long knife.

"The Maharaja's flesh body, fortunately, the soul pressure has not yet reached the first rank...! Yamazaki, did you hear that?! ”

"Well, it looks like it's going to have to be stopped here."

The sternly dressed chief of the Tokyo Metropolitan Spell Commander pulled out the magic sword on the ground with a solemn expression, and used complex methods to defend and contain it.

Just the first moment of the fight, Yamazaki Wushii felt it

"God of Anomaly" 060. This must be the end! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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