Hazan didn't even bite his teeth at the prickly, painful arm. Already the anticipation of the fight was not transmitting signals to his brain to block out the pain.

　His brain was full of how to kill this girl as a result of the fight. No matter the means. However, he only wanted to burn the face of the last-minute deathbed into his brain.
　In the past, he had had a child in his hands as young as the girl in front of him, but Hazan had a lack of sufficiency that did not extend to self-harm.

　This is not only because he takes pleasure in killing, but also because he takes pleasure in stopping the other man's heartbeat at the end of his life-running violation. There is always a fear of death and a resistance to it. The months we have lived are the last to be colored. The battle is only an appetizer, how it creates a path to the end.

　The clincher is the true nature that he shows just before he is completely killed. This is where Hazan's life is condensed into a moment that is worth living for.

　There's nothing wrong with being a girl, as long as it satisfies you. I was tired of seeing the commonplace resistance and despair. That's why there was a highlight just to motivate herself at her age.

　I wonder what kind of death he'll face, what kind of grudging look he'll give me at the end of the fight. When she got her hands on a child, everyone was crying and screaming, and they were all crappy people who didn't need to be the ones to reap the life.

　Hence, I had high hopes for her. And what kind of death he would see, he hoped it would be a wound that would be deeply etched in his own body.


　Hazan stabbed both arms into the ground with vigor.
　The constant release of magic completed its composition as magic in the blink of an eye, and when he pulled out his muscular arms, the ground in the area shook as if it were reeling back.


　But it wasn't so simple to carry on. It pleased the thwarted Hazan, who was thwarted.


　In an instant, Loki had scratched out of sight and was instantly between his arms as he stabbed into the ground. Two blows to the elbows of both arms faster than he could recognize - and the blink of a blink of a silvery white figure and the blink of a blitz left behind, which was still in front of him and almost lost in sight.

　Hazan's face leaps upward with tremendous force. Loki leaps through the gap in his arms and releases his jaw with his knee, letting the momentum carry him.
　His log-like neck is popped and he looks up at the heavens.

　Without even giving him time to think further, Loki's figure was behind Hazan. The posture that became half-formed is to turn the waist and as it is, a kick clothed in centrifugal force hits the neck.

　Even after using [Force], the neck like a rock didn't falter. Loki instantly understood that and took the distance.

　It was good until he struck his jaw, but when he turned around behind him, a thin membrane had already covered his entire body. Not magic, but wind armor so solid that its manifestation as magic is visible to the human eye.


　When you take a step or two, Hazan stumbles back and spits out a small amount of blood from his mouth, followed by stroking the section.

'I cut my mouth.
"--Hey!

　Right now, Loki's physical abilities far exceed those of an ordinary person. And yet the man in front of him coolly told him that he just cut his mouth off.
　Loki inwardly ridicules him as a 'monster'.

''Kid, don't break it right away.........''

　Translucent armor floats along the extremities as if it were clothed in armor. The armor that is filled with dense magic power floating on the sides of the arms like a gauntlet.
　It is clothed with both hands and feet, the chest, and the head, leaving a slight gap between them.


　It must be said that in this state, close combat has become quite difficult. And Loki's right leg is still complaining of numbness and tingling. It's early for a side effect of the 【Force】--this was caused by the kick that was released into the neck. Releasing the [Force] at one point.
　I didn't intend to relax, but it was too risky to keep it activated at all times.

　Immediately after, the sound of kicking the ground hit my eardrums as an alarm bell.
　Thanks to the magic sonar, there was no delay in reaction - there shouldn't have been. However, Hazan was instantly imminent to Loki without regard to the huge body.
　When Loki recognized a fist swinging down in an arc from above his own head under the shadows covering him, he was unable to avoid it in time. Because the fist that felt like a rock-like mass in front of him was already at such close range that it could paint the landscape of the sky.

　Instantly re-activated 【Force】 left the moment behind like lightning, and escaped from the fist's trajectory.

　Evading and simultaneously turning into an attack. However, that decision was withdrawn just before he moved to attack, he was made to.
　A gust of wind exploded out from the center of the fist at the same time as the swept fist touched the ground. Although I pulled out 【Gekka】, Loki's slender body lost control to that storm. He understood that [Force] was neutralized.

　--Shut up!　Feet off the ground!

　Naturally, it is not the kind of magic that can move through the air, just a dramatic improvement in physical ability. The fact that he was able to react in this long moment was due to years of imbibing and repeated hand-to-hand combat with Ars, the strongest magician.

　With an ugly smile on his face, Hazan opened his swinging fist to the ground and buried his fingers in the ground. It was a forceful rough job of gripping the earth. The lower half of his body floats up as he uses one hand to support his entire weight, and his legs, free in the air, are cleaved to Loki's side.

　The armor covering the leg is translucent, yet its thickness is reminiscent of its strength as a shin guard.

　You have to hold the knife in your reverse hand and prepare for the impact by running the peak along your arm. But that would easily expose her body to violence.
　But the complex magical formula is instantly followed and the electric shock running through the blade is amplified. The lightning lightning light produced in front of you is a mesh-like sphere that looks like it was woven by electric shock.
　That terribly weak lightning light appeared in the path of the kick and was shattered in the blink of an eye.

　A moment later - the lightning light burst at close range of the two men and scattered a relentless electric shock.
　But the magic that instantly built up was still only a painful way to avoid a direct hit from the kick.

　It was not only the impact of his own magic that struck the poised Loki, but most of it was due to the close range blast from the [Armor of Violent Wave (Gargarom)] that Hazan wore.
　The tangled mess was that the air compressed in the armor was mercilessly smashed depending on the degree of impact that touched the armor.

　He couldn't even open his eyes, and he couldn't even breathe. Naturally, a diminutive human like Loki couldn't resist and was slammed into the wall of wind.
　Even so, he was able to alleviate some of it. Without letting go of his consciousness, Loki forced himself to kick the ground as he was blown away in a straight line and managed to avoid falling.

　However, his arms, which were held criss-crosswise in front of his face, were sliced open, and his entire body was also ripped open everywhere, as if he had run a knife into the upset.
　Fortunately, although blood was pouring out, none of it was deep. The clothes are torn from the side to the stomach, but there is only a red liquid floating up, which does not resemble the white skin peeking out from there.

　The [Armor of Violent Wave (Gargalom)] was more of a magic to assist in the attack than a defense. The impact received by the armor causes the storm wind to be spat outward. It's not just spat out, either; the whirlpools of wind that were mixed up became blades that attacked the opponent.

　Even with the first blow, fine lines are carved into the ground in a messy manner.

　Loki's face as he slowly unravels his defenses, his expression tightened with the staining pain that runs through his entire body.

　When it seemed that there was no pursuit, Hazan turned a spare smile on his face like a small check. The armor on his legs had disappeared with the blast, but the faintly visible stream of wind gathered on his legs, suggesting that he was attempting to rebuild the armor.

　--tz..........

　Instantaneous power that surpasses Loki, who is confident in his speed with that huge body. If he hadn't used [Force] immediately, he wouldn't have been able to avoid it.
　And moreover, there is neither time nor means to attack that 【Armored of Violent Wave (Gargarom)】. No, at this point in time, the only solution might be that once used, it would immediately take time to repair the same place. But as far as I can see, it was only for a fraction of a minute.

　Hazan begins to walk slowly as Loki struggles to get out of the situation. Then, as if he had an idea, he gave a lecherous smile and abruptly announced: "You know, your parents are dead.

'You, your parents are dead, right?'
--!