Chapter 615 Ideal and reality

High folia airspace.

A birdie lure workshop ship flew with smoke. He is in a row with eight Hyfolia silverwater vessels and is heading for the war zone.

The magic circle drawn on the ship reflected the situation of the union area where the ebb world and the holy sword intersect.

Hifolia, Eve Zeino, and the Demon King's Academy of Militia are now in a fierce three-part battle.

"But I don't think it's crazy."

Berami, the head of Birdi Lua, said in the ship's workshop.

"The world of calamity has plunged in. I won't stop when I've come this far. I wonder if Barzarond and you and this doge have gone wrong?"

Tra n s la t e d b y Ｊp ｍt l.com Her mallet pierces the floor. The destroyed floor was rebuilt, and there was a prison there.

Enclosed inside is a girl and two children. Eleonol, Zechia and Ennesone.

"Well, Eleonor"

Prisons are strong. Anti-magic is also being spread over multiple times.

Nevertheless, Eleonor will understand that it can be destroyed by their own power.

If you do that, you will immediately engage Bellamy.

"I won't say you're bad. Soldiers obey the above. There are plenty of disobedient orders."

Tr a n s l ated b y jp ｍ t l .ｃ oｍ While saying, Bellamy walks to the front of the prison.

"I'm too old. I won't be afraid to use a mallet with a child on my lap."

She was squatting and stroked Zesia's head through the gap in the bar.

"Zechia, do you want to fight Babayaba?"

Zechia shook his head left and right.

"... Baby, fight ... no ..."

Bellamy crumpled and laughed.

"I'm relieved. Let's do something."

Speaking, she turns her eyes to Eleonor.

"You're taken prisoner. I won't do anything bad. Is that okay?"

If you do not get out of this prison, even if Devil Academy loses, you will be treated with care. So it means to be quiet.

Eleonor has a thoughtful look.

"... Bellamy. We are."

Bellamy rises quickly and turns his heels, interrupting his words.

"It's a lot of people who die only old people who are old and short"

T ranslat ed by Ｊpmt l.c o ｍ At that time, the explosion sounded loudly and the workshop ship shook.

Bellamy sends magic to the magic circle of <> to switch the video.

Black smoke was rising from eight Ginsui boats flying around.

It is the genie tribe of Eve Zeino who follows the silver watercraft one after another. It was a place where the order of the Hyfolia worked, but it did not matter.

They quickly board the ship's deck and attack the sailors.

"Release!"

The hunting aristocrats respond immediately with a sacred arrow.

The countless arrows that benefited from order accelerated and pierced all the Genma.

"Stop!"

The hunting aristocrats unleash the holy sword and squeeze in time to jump. Genma's arms, legs, and neck were torn.

But it doesn't stop.

Mud-like liquid spilled out of the cut, creating alternative arms, legs and neck.

It is a phantom. The possessed phantom beast is empowering the genie.

No, that's not all.

"What, these guys ..."

Tr a ns lated b y ｊp mt l .co m "... gi, gigaga ...!"

No matter how much you cut, no matter how you shoot through the arrows, the Genma will not stop. Regardless of their legs or their arms, they fled like beasts, as long as they had their roots and magic.

He jumped at the hunting aristocrats, roaring as if he had forgotten his words, and ate with his fangs.

"Guh, oh, oh ...!"

Biting his shoulders, the Genma eat the flesh.

The hunting aristocrat shook it with all its might.

"Don't you be crazy about your craving! The beasts! You can't win the battle without giving up reason!"

It's not a sword, it's not magic, it eats.

It didn't seem like the best attack, but every Genma would bite at the hunting noble.

As if a beast did so. As if the phantom beast is trying to incarnate into a prey spirit cup.

Driven by craving, the Genma go on intently.

"Well done.

Bellamy spills his words while watching the situation.

"Even though it is advantageous on the high phoria side, the number is different. I will come out."

Thought communication The voice may have been transmitted on the ship with <>. Immediately one after another, the iron firemen of Birdilua were transferred there.

Most blacksmiths who carry a hammer are women and old men. Tr a nslate d by Jp m t l.coｍ

"Let's clear one by one. Don't be careless."

"" Ayo, the Witch Master! ""

Flying The old blacksmiths gathered their voices and jumped up with <>. Pass through the round passageway on the ceiling and go out through the chimney of the workshop ship.

"Bellamy!"

Eleonor stops Bellamy from jumping.

"As promised, we will fight Evezeino. Iron firemen need only provide support."

Bellamy's stunned gaze pierces Eleonor with a serious expression.

"It's not stupid."

Sighing, she says.

"Do you guys say Militia kills those beasts? If you fight that way, you won't be able to afford any number of lives."

"But we're the only ones who will die. I won't bother Birdy Lure."

Zechia and Ennesone nod greatly.

"It's okay to get rid of the genie there, and what do you do? In the last game, the destruction lion, the five saints, and the leaders of the Demon King Academy are flashy. You know, Eleonor, I am. I can't just leave you untouched. ''

Flying Bellamy slowly rises with <>.

"If I got out of that prison, I would have to button it as the head of birdy lure."

Demon Eyes Wear goggles on the head, she says.

"Keep calm and you won't want to die because you're dating to the stupid ideal of the doge."

Bellamy flew vigorously, passed through the chimney and out of the workshop ship.

"master"

One of the iron firemen flies to Bellamy.

"One of the ships on the north side looks terrible.

At a moment, Bellamy's field of view was reflected by a high-speed flying shadow.

"Avoid!"

Earlier than the iron fired man noticed the crisis, his black, irregularly shaped right arm dug his flank. Both the instantaneous magic barrier and the anti-magic were torn to break the paper.

“…………………………………………………”

"Hunter's waist drawstring appearance is appearing in this mushroom"

Bobonga Azenen, the lion of destruction.

He kicked the iron-fired man who had begun to fall, and knocked it vigorously down to the ground.

""

Raising his temper, three iron-fired men hit a mallet at Bobonga.

The bluff, which could be as heavy as a small castle, but the right arm of the lion was easily prevented.

"What is that weak attack?"

Bobonga wields three iron-fired men, wielding an unusually long jet-black right arm.

"Guh ...!"

"Gup ...!"

"Cum ...!"

Old blacksmiths, who were originally weak in battle, had no power to stop the destruction lion of Azenen, and were dropped to the ground in a single blow.

Looking down on it, Bobonga draws a magic circle, not only in pursuit.

"A vulnerable tribe who can only beat magic steel"

"Is that so?"

At the moment he turned to his voice, Bobonga was smashed into the body with dozens of magic coals that had been ejected.

"Guu, nuh ...!"

Magic hammer Bellamy shakes his hand.

Heavy hammer, "Hiku is Ichi-"

The giant hammer swings down at Bobonga.

Percussion wrought fire "-<>"

Da, Gagagantsu and the heavy hammer smashed Bobonga while simultaneously crushing the magical coal.

With the power of the coal-burning smelter <>, more than a dozen coals burn up at once, and the super-hot flame wraps around his body.

"Your face looks softer than magic steel."

Buchimi eruption Injects magical coal from the magic circle, and Bellamy starts <>.

The dull sound echoes and the magical coal burns more and more.

Despite the lack of a furnace, the flames are incredibly hot, breaking through bobonga's anti-magic, burning skin, burning meat, and burning bones.

Except for the odd right arm-

Hammer "What happened to the white hammer?

Bobonga's right hand grabs a heavy hammer.

A dull sound resounds.

Myself, "I'm going to fight, the witch in the studio!"

A heavy hammer shatters and shatters.

"A little ...!"

Bellamy draws a magic circle and pulls out a new mallet. Bobonga was holding Azenen's claws in his hand.

"It's stupid!"

Bellamy swings down a mallet. However, the red nails cut the handle very easily and pierced her bank.

"... or ... ha ..."

With the same momentum, Bobonga pushed Bellamy and hit a bird ship in Bardilua.

The outer wall is torn down, echoing the gleaming sound, and finally enters the interior and stops.

"Hmm. Is this about?"

"... Oh ... well ..."

Bellamy smiled faintly while her nails pierced her body.

"... Blue, boy. Are you gonna win? You don't fight, you don't know until the source of the opponent disappears."

Again, Bellamy draws a magic circle. As Bobonga cuts it with his left arm, a mallet, whose handle had been cut earlier, flew from behind.

He deploys the magic barrier. However, the flying hammer avoided it and shattered a nearby pillar.

At the moment, the room is suddenly deformed, and countless pillars protrude toward Bobonga. At its tip was a holy sword.

"Hmm!"

Bobonga wields the odd right arm, crushes the approaching pillar, and beats the holy sword.

Fire burning fire gun “<>”

His magic circle emits a black-green flame.

Bellamy retreats and breaks the floor with a mallet pulled out of the magic circle.

When the fire burns, the floor stretches and Bellamy rides on it to avoid <>.

He hammered his mallet vigorously.

"Gup ...!"

Bellamy frowns in pain, and a mallet spills out of her hand.

A child turtle was biting on his feet and hands. It must have been invaded when the outer wall was broken.

At first glance, there were several child turtles around Bobonga.

With an eerie laugh, he raises Azenen's claws. Then, the red and black magic power overflows from there.

Lion black claws "Angeluv!"

Azenon's claws dwell on the right arm of the black variant, and long, jet-black five claws grow.

It grew steadily and pressed against Bellamy, who was bitten by a child turtle.

Deep sanctuary feather barrier light "<>"

Countless feathers fly down, turning into a sacred barrier.

The lion's black claws, which have grown, are blocked by <>, and scattered intense sparks.

Bellamy rounds her eyes.

Eleonor, Ennesone, and Zechia were standing in front of Bobonga to protect her.

"... Eleonor ..."

With an insatiable look, Bellamy saw the three men who came to help themselves, their enemies.

"I think it's a stupid ideal, I guess, unless he was saved, I'd always thought so.

Bobonga's black claws gain momentum. Black claws scatter sparks as if they broke the barrier with a bee.

To counter it, Eleonor poured more magic into the barrier.

"Bellamy. In our world, that stupid ideal was stronger than any reality."