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Me and Ryner's resonant swordsmanship cut down the monster's walls.

Finally, we reach the Palinclone.

''Palinclone!''

My throat was screaming its own name in the face of our sought-after nemesis.

Palinclone answers our swords with his black blade, preventing us from doing so. While we were fighting the monster, it seems that the other side was also ready to go.

Their magical power, which had been weakened by the continuous battles, is now full of energy, and the volume of the black liquid has grown many times larger.

'Haha, you look good, boy!　As I thought, I've already completely gotten over the 'Twenty Trials'!　Well, I didn't need to check it out!　So now, as a guardian (Guardian), I have to end the battle: ......--not for me!

The two swords are blocked by the black blade, and the movement is stopped for a moment. Aiming for that short time, Palinclone will try to attack from the blind spot with his increased arms.

No longer can the 'swordsmanship' of a human opponent be used. However, this one's 'swordsmanship' is Lowen's 'swordsmanship'. It's not a matter of how many arms, or even if it's a huge enemy, he'll use his sword to cut it off.

''--Ah, it doesn't matter!　I don't care about the labyrinth!　This place is nowhere!　I'm here and the enemy is in front of me!　That's it!　That's all this fight is about!

Me and Ryner play the black blade by multiple arms.

Then, aiming at the unprotected areas that aren't blades, we slash from the base of the arms. The precise sword reduces the number of arms Palinkron has.

But even so, Palinclone still screams out without a care in the world.

He doesn't care about his inferiority complex, he insists.

'What matters is us here!　The World Apocalypse is nothing more than a weapon!　A Thousand Year Old Memory is in the past.　The Three Apostles is an outsider!　The labyrinth's innermost depths are just an opportunity!　A guardian is just a position.　That's what it's all about, right, Hein!

With the spirit of that scream, I and Ryner's swords flashed back at me and Ryner's sword with the black blade, overturning the inferiority of the battle.

My arm was slashed and my hands were reduced. On top of that, even though I was being fleshed out by two of Rowen's disciples, Palinclone showed that he surpassed me with his 'sword technique' alone.

In the same way that Ryner and I had changed thanks to Heili, something had changed in Palinkron.

It was an offensive and defensive move that convinced me so.

''I'm no longer confused by this Legacie thing, or my righteousness to Tida is over!　There's only a Palinkulon here!　It's just 'me'!　'I' is 'me'!

The palinclone that played us off, waving its black blade as it ran across the battlefield with its wolf legs.

But it doesn't just repeat its attacks.

While running around, he uses his black wings to take in the corpses of the monsters we slashed down with his black wings.

The fusion overlaps with the fusion.

The black wings become enlarged and the body gains the characteristics of various monsters, like a synthetic beast (chimera).

Palinclone also increases in level and becomes a 'monster'.

In hindsight, he seems to have evaded becoming strong himself. He even said that he was 'scared' of himself. That's why he was taking all those tricks of warfare. He was just taking advantage of others and not trying to fight them himself.

That Palinclone is trying to be strong enough to fight head on.

He wasn't afraid of anything anymore.

He had gotten that courage from Hailey.

Then Palinkron spreads his black wings and waits for us. The left half of his face is now a black Noh mask. And the black arms are still increasing. Several parts of the monster that it had absorbed protruded from its bulging torso, which was flowing sloppily. The lower half of the body used an entire giant wolf to support its bloated upper body. The 'monster' is also a 'monster'. There is no other way to use a metaphor. But...

This is my enemy.

The Palinkulon.

Palinkulon!

'Oh, come on, boy!　To kill me!

I called his name, even though he is no longer considered a 'monster' enemy.

And then I fight it as if I were fighting a human being. --I'm not going to be the only one.

That's the first time I've ever done that.

When I think about it, I feel like I've been fighting all my life as if I were defending the enemy.

A fight where I could really go out and kill them, just as my emotions dictated.

That was the moment when all my vices disappeared.

”Oh, I'll kill you!　Palinkulon!

Squeeze all the power you have.

You can feel the magic power in your body stronger than usual.

And the third (・・・・) 'magic stone (...)' is to be found (...).

The 'Demon Stone' of 'The One Who Steals the Reason of the Earth' had the reasoning that [that crystal (crystal) can never be shattered]. It was spewing out power in accordance with that, to all intents and purposes.

If that's the case, what about the third 'magic stone' in 'Here (...)'?

What kind of logic do you steal and what kind of logic do you harbor?

In order to attract some of that power, I only release the magical power of the dimensional attribute.

The magic ”form” is what I need to use.

I'm going to be able to crawl on to the blade and visualize it.

The image of invading the world with a new ”truth”--!

The Sword of the Dimension (Die Flamberge)!

The blue ice blade turns into a light purple blade.

The sword shifts the world (...).

The sword flash was read and blocked by the hard, black blade of the Palinkron - but the sword was swept out as if it had cut through water.

There was no resistance or anything.

That's natural. After all, I didn't cut anything.

However, despite the fact that I didn't slash, the Sword to Cut the Dimension (Di Flamberge) was cutting the middle of the black blade's blade.

This slash, which could be called a contradiction, is the true value of this magic.

Immediately, Palinclone tries to repair the black blade. As long as it wasn't frozen, it's natural since it can be regained at any cost. But--

What--?

Palinclone speaks up.

The black blade was never going to be repaired - and not because it was. The degree to which it didn't stick would have been within the expected range. The reality was beyond Palinkron's expectations.

The tip of the severed blade did not fall in the air.

Palinkron was astonished to realize that it was not cut, but shifted (・・・・・).

This magic, ”Sword that cuts off dimensions (Di Flamberge)” has no offensive power. It's just a magic that shifts space and changes the position you can see.

It would be a low-level magic in dimensional magic. Once you get used to the difference in position, it should be easy to use the black blade in the same way again.

But I'm not going to give them time to get used to it. The liner next to him moved without being told.

''Cut off a thousand limbs!　-- 'Zealous Madness'!

Several of the black blades are disabled and the Palinkron's defenses fade. Then Ryner's storm hits me. Furthermore, I match my cold air to it.

'By the winds of winter, harden the darkness!　Resonant magic 'Winter of the Dimension (Di Winter), Sakukaze (Wines)'!

Ryner accepts my cold air. Even though he hadn't practiced anything, the magic mysteriously intertwined, completing an impromptu, vicious resonance spell.

That magical wind moved like a living thing, paying off every layer of warm air. Then it took the temperature of all matter that had lost its heat protection. A magical wind that would freeze everything it touched.

Sensing the danger, Palinkron tries to respond with magic.

''This magic is, dammit!　”Dirk--!

'Dee Winter' ah!　Stop his magic at all costs!

It interferes with the cold air before it is activated.

As a result, ”Dimensional Winter (Di Winter), Sakukaze (Wines)” envelops Palinclone's body before the dark magic is completed.

He is deprived of temperature and his black liquid body freezes. Furthermore, his movements are blocked by the storm.

The black blade, a weapon, was shifted by the Sword that Severed the Dimension (Di Flamberge), making the blade move poorly. The dark magic being constructed is delayed in activating by the all-out ”Winter of Dimension (Di Winter)”.

The decisive gap--.

--It's now or never.

I shout out a signal to tell Ryner that I'm not ready to make a decision.

”Let's go, Reiner!　”Resonant swordsmanship, Aleiss style...

He declares for the second time.

Hearing that, Ryner hurriedly replies.

''--Yu, -- 'Yukikaze' eh!

And once again, the two types of Lowen blades crossed.

Two flashes of artistry, which can be described as divine speed, slice through Palinkron's body.

Palinclone loses his weapon as all of his black arms are cut off from the root. His torso is cut in half and his lower and upper body are separated. His black wings and wolf legs were also slashed, and he was no longer able to move.

The Palinclones are divided into countless numbers.

But still - Palinclone laughs.

It's not over yet, Palinclone continues to laugh.