Just before the decisive mistake comes true, Fanon realizes. There's no time to think of a way to break the ice, but there's almost no time to implement it. There comes a moment when the lost 0.1 second delay will surely exceed her reflex speed.
　Even though she knew this, the defensive situation was causing her an unbearable humiliation.

　Prevent, dodge, prevent, dodge, dodge, prevent.
　The repetition of this should have been a repetition, but even though she felt that she was becoming unable to handle it, she still couldn't get out of this loop. We were approaching the land of the dead at an irreversible speed.

　"It was only two seconds later that the 'dead ground' struck Fanon as a real threat.
　It was like a block of wood, piled up precisely many steps on a dangerous foundation.　
　That's why the collapse was bound to happen - abruptly.

　I shake my gaze dizzily and at the same time turn my attention in all directions, as if I'm being hastily reminded.

''Kuh!

　A bitter cry that leaks out.
　A premonition of a momentary series of blows from all directions.
　A simultaneous blow from all directions.
　The sensation came rushing in as an oppressive feeling that enveloped the entire body. A distortion of space occurs from a distance just short of the umbrella's spacing.

　Fanon sharpened his senses of sensation and deployed a barrier while at the same time dodging with minimal body movement.　

　But it was too much of a burden to continue to build a barrier to protect the squad members and to protect himself.

　A moment later--.

(Fake!)

　He deployed barriers in all directions, but the sound of the blows hitting the barriers did not resonate.
　The aim was to deploy the barrier and prevent them from appearing all at once, though.
　Fanon's intentions were taken in hand, and a distortion was seen inside the space of the barrier as if in sync with it.

　Fanon fell to the ground with such force that there was no room for choice of means at the huge arms from close range.
　As dozens of hair were dropped and slipped over his head, a fist appeared to be swung down from directly above, this time to replace it.

　She was just about to be crushed in the head.
　She avoided it in time by rolling.

　Just as she managed to get up, a breathless series of blows fell on her.
　She couldn't even manage to regulate her ragged breathing.

　And beyond her reaction speed, the fist of 【Garat Monkey Demon 《Shava》 swung at Fanon's shoulder.

　The barrier caused by the motion was naturally not in time. The fist that was faintly caught at the edge of her vision was naturally granted with a systematic magic.
　It is a critical situation that should be called the state of resignation.

　Fanon instantly constructed a barrier under his consciousness to buy a little time.
　Speed-oriented resistance.
　The system given to the fist of the Hungry Monkey Demon 《Shava》 is "earth". Should it be called vibration-based magic?

　It was found out by the way the barrier shattered into pieces. The fragments of the barrier that were broken into pieces disappeared into the void.

　Utilizing the time he had earned, Fanon resisted. He returned the umbrella-type AWR in his hand and prevented it from hitting his body directly by holding it close to his arm in the form of a braces. When the magic is granted, it's factored in that the barrier will be breached.
　It only bought a small amount of time that was difficult to even recognize.

　The impact from the top of the AWR struck me in an instant, running through my entire body..................and sent a strange sound echoing through my body. A thin crack, like a crack in the ground, ran late on the umbrella.

(My arm bone broke!　Tut!　(Crushed)

　The sensation of electric current sent a sudden nausea through Fanon.
　It was as if his brain had been deluded by the sudden and intense pain.

　Oh no!　The screams of her bones were breaking down her body like a chain of events. The sign made her feel a chill, as if the blood vessels were laced with insects and circulating inside her body at a terrific rate.

　You must immediately disengage, but the fist that was swung to gut your entire arm is still breaking your arm as it is.
　As she surrenders herself, Fanon floats to her feet and ceases to resist.

　With that, her small body was blown away as if it had been played.

　Even her consciousness seems to be blown away. However, at that moment, she had forced [Helen's Torture Device No. 3 《Salluce the Maiden》] to be activated.
　If it was a little later, she connected the magic that had been completely fizzled out with her energy.

　The black hair of the torture tool was as if it had a will, wriggling and in the blink of an eye, it bound and restrained the body and limbs of [Starving Monkey Demon 《Shava》]. At the same time as binding it tightly, the spinal column completely adheres to the target's back. Countless needles pierced through to fix it.

　The rust is even more conspicuous, and the evil torture device materializes.
　The left and right arms spread out to encompass the 【Starving Monkey Demon《Shava】, the left and right arms close at once while raising a squeak.

　The long and sharp needles pierced the body of the 【Shava】.
　However, it was only a thrust, and the amount of eerie body fluid that dripped was small.

　It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to find a way to get a job.

　The weakness of the incomplete. No, perhaps I should praise the resistance of the 【Humanitarian Demon Shava】.
　Far from being a fatal wound, it was shallow to say it was a stab.

　I'm sure that the winner of this power comparison will be the "Hungry Monkey Demon Shava". He was defeated by force and gradually spread out.


　Meanwhile, Fanon, who escaped the chase, opened his eyes with a snap as he was blown away.
　Just before hitting the wall, he replaced the umbrella that was no longer useful as an AWR with his opposite hand and stabbed it into the ground.
　He stopped the rattling umbrella with his body to hold it down.

　Without even catching my breath--.

''EXCELLENCE UUUUUU!!!!

　A shout that shook his eardrums.
　Dropping his slack and useless arms, Fanon lifted his chin to shake his hair and scream out.


　It rips through the silence, then a solemn silence.
　A roar of rage that echoed heavily in his gut. The high-pitched sound echoed through the floor like a shock.

　The squad members were forced to stop their hands, even if they were in the middle of a battle.
　The unheard sound of that voice, which came from Fanon, gave the squad members an unbearable sense of confusion. A sense of urgency, or perhaps a sense of crisis, was being caused by one girl, human or demon, without exception.

　Symptoms similar to a kind of panic. Accompanied by an angry voice, the amount of magic power like a torrent swallowed up the stagnant residue.

　Not that they had forgotten, but their top priority was to get Fanon, the single magician, back to a safe survival zone.

　It's a big enough role that everyone in this squad will have to make change if they die in battle.
　The duty as a fundamental mage made the troops turn around.

　Of course, the same is true for even Exeles.

　However, when his name was shouted out, Exeles responded by simply nodding back with a blank expression.

　Within his field of vision, the arm of 【Helen's Torture Tool No. 3 【Salluce the Maiden】 completely pushed back the arm of 【Starving Monkey Demon 【Shava】 was reflected in his vision. Since it manifests as an entity at the moment of the attack, it can oppose 【Starving Monkey Demon 《Shava》 for this one moment as well.

　Both arms that have been granted magic destroy the arms, and the torture device is ripped away from his back with the momentum of the attack.
　Grabbing the spinal column and tearing it to the left and right, [Helen's torture tool number three, [Sarlouse the Maiden]] dissipated.

　Exeles, with a dignified face, solemnly orders the troops on Fanon's behalf.

''Die.''

　Just one word. The heartless words come out of Exeles' mouth without any resistance at all. Even the entire squad does not need to be weighed against the value of a single Fanon.

　If she wants to, she must comply with any child's play, risking her life. Regardless of whether Fanon carries it out or not, every member of this unit understands that.

　It can't be helped if it comes to this. The art of keeping Fanon alive. The art of defeating demons. In order to use it, the squad members must scatter their lives like insects.
　They will burn up their lives without a second thought. The single wizard is allowed to do that.

　Even though it's a lottery, the troopers gladly accept it.
　Regardless of the bodos, everyone's consciousness is poured into [Starving Monkey Demon, Shava]...............We must buy a small amount of time to prepare Fanon.
　The one who was drawn the most haphazardly is still Exeles. It is not Fanon who orders you to die, but his second in command, Exeles.