462 460 Cooperative attack (1/2)

Fallen, who grabbed my pattern, glared lightly as if she had a glare.

You're not equipped. Why?

”Ku......”

”Yes, are you all right?

(There was just a little bit of information... Now, let's focus on the attack)

”Ah, oh.”

Good. It wasn't like God's curse was going down. What did you see? Let's just say the battle is over and we hear each other if they survive.

Fallen, who quickly regained his position, puts me in the eye. As Fallen's magic engulfed him, my body slowly floated into the universe away from his hand.

Is this what happens when others use mindfulness? It feels strange.

Fauld pulls his right hand in a grip and takes the position of rolling out a palm bottom punch. I'm floating on that flat extension of my hand. My left hand is pushed forward the other way, accompanied by selfishness as if to stabilize me straight.

I also deformed into a cone with less air resistance with morphological deformation skills. I intend to cage all my strength in the tip.

”Ready”

”Ooh.”

Something tells me Fallen's fishing for me and I'm running low on mouth. But my mind feels like it makes sense. Is this also the ability of the Sword God to love? It doesn't seem strange to have the ability to fit in with a sword or anything like that.

Staring at the reddening Earth Lars aura, I pressed in a hurry to keep observing Bermelia.

”Not yet... not yet...”

……

I guess the current state of accumulation of force to the extreme would be a tremendous load. The blood vessels on your forehead swell all clean, and your arms clatter. But he was eating up his teeth and enduring pain. This place is similar to Fran's.

That's how I look at the desk, and the moment finally arrives.

By the attack of Earthlers, Bermelia was beaten to the earth. I got up instantly, but I was stopped by supergravity.

'... now!

”Let's go, master!

The moment I screamed, Falund's magic grew and exploded all at once. I get shot out of Fallen's hand super fast.

”Whoa, whoa, whoa!