106 - - 77 underdogs

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!　What's the matter, Saint Fist?　Are you on the defensive?　Aah!

Ugh... ......?

Aah!　Tiruna managed to survive the stormy onslaught, but being half mermaid, her territory was underwater, so she was at a disadvantage against the pure werewolf Shangarra.

And...

Haa!

Oops!

Dang!　Shangarrah, who had just barely avoided Arcadia's blow...

"Oraaaaah!"

--Dooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

"d*mn!"

As if to repay the blow, she shredded the earth with her sharp claws.

Perhaps it is also a divine weapon.

The "hah, hah ....... The actuality that the phoenix seal is not reinforced is hard when you're dealing with a subracial saint. ......

'Yeah ....... It also hurts that they crushed Xana first ......."

The actual "I'm not a fan of the way you do it," he said, "but I'm not a fan of the way you do it, either.

Magmer was in the middle of treating Zana, who had fallen to the ground unconscious.

Since he specializes in melee combat, he probably judged that she, who is mainly a long-range attacker, was in his way.

And since Magmael would be busy with the treatment, he could enjoy the battle in his area of expertise without worry.

Apparently, she is surprisingly smart for someone who looks like that.

Another disadvantage to the girls was the fact that they were not covered by Phoenix Seals from Iguza.

They were probably devoting all their energy to the processing of the hihirokane, so they could not afford to send their strength to this side.

It was the worst possible timing for them to come to us.

Arcadia looked behind her with alarm, "Just .......

--I'm not sure I'll be able to do anything about it.

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

There, Ophir, who had been blown away by Bolaios' blow, was just in the process of being slammed against the wall.

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d*mn ....... You muscle-bound ......."

Whipping her body, which was in severe pain, Ophir weakly held up the holy axe again.

Boraios, who was apparently unharmed, looked down at her quietly and said, "Hmmm," he said, "I'm the strongest.

"Hm, is this the extent of the power of the 'most powerful saint'?"

"Haha, talk nonsense ....... What you've just seen is just a preparation exercise. ......

"Well, I'm relieved to hear that. I'm only at about 30 percent of my capacity.

Then, you should be very determined .......... I haven't shown this one to anyone yet, because it's my special one. ......!

--Doban!

At that moment, a storm swirls around Ophir, and her body pumps up with a thump.

Hou?　That's a pretty good fighting spirit. I guess I'll have to be a little more careful.

Saying that, Boreios stomped the ground and swung his sacred weapon.

And then, "--Grand Tempest Break!

"Grand Tempest Break!

Ophir, with the windstorm as his ally, twisted his body further and again, and with the greatest possible centrifugal force, unleashed a full-bodied blow.

The other blow from Boreios was a "Nuooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

In contrast, Boraio's blow is a very hard blow with just the right amount of force.

--The two collide head-on.

The two collided head-on and the ground caved in from the impact.

A great study, Saint Ophir. You have done a wonderful job, Saint Ophir. I give you pure praise. But--!"

But!

Boraios pushes back Ophir's most powerful blow.

You ......!"

Ophir, too, was not to be outdone, and he continued to use all the power he had at his disposal to unleash his martial arts.

"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Dopan!　But he was hit in vain.

"d*mn, that ......!"

The destroyer mercilessly approaches Ophir, who is forced to raise her arms and stays in the air unprotected.

It was quite fun, Saint Ophir. Sleep well.

Ophir, the Goddess of Destruction, is in the air, unprotected, and she is ruthless.

The hilt of the sacred weapon was about to swing down on Ophir's face when, with a whimper, the hilt of the sacred weapon was raised.

--Then, with a thud, the handle of the sacred weapon was about to be swung down on Ophir's face.

"Gooooooooooooo!

「「「「「--!

Suddenly, the huge body of Boreios was flying backward in the air, and everyone's eyes, including Shangalla's, rolled back in their sockets.

And.

--Bohumph.

...... Eh?"

Suddenly, Ophir is held up by someone, and she looks up at the person in dismay.

I'm sorry I made you wait. It's all right now.

You ......."

The person smiling there was Iguza, the incarnation of fire, who is also her husband, not to mention her husband.

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