Shape Moon Simulation: Start strategy for the Greek goddess!

"No Kenneth teacher to protect you! It's just magic, how can you inferior bloodline guy be my opponent!" "

Amres shouted angrily and mobilized his magic.

The magic engraving inscribed on his body shone brightly.

The breath of surgical mobilization came out.

"Amres! Do you want to shoot here?! You take revenge on Moran-san like this! Do you think Mr. Kenneth will sit idly by? "

"I've been expelled from the Clock Tower! My future has been ruined by you! You slut, make me think about the consequences!? Still protecting Moran like this! Camus! You like him so much?! "

Confrontation with others has never been Camus's specialty.

She is withdrawn and introverted.

Touched by Amres's angry words, he became nervous and did not know how to deal with it.

Her pure shyness of reaction was revealed.

It immediately made Amres angry.

"Oh, it's really a dog man and woman! Whether it's the clock Tekneth or something! I don't care! At least I'm going to make you pay for ruining my future!" "

Amres stared at the two in front of him.

However, Moran took a step forward with a calm face.

It was like a shield in front of Camus.

"So, your harlequin show is over? That's all you want to say to me? Amres, you said you wanted me to pay, didn't you? That is, you want to kill me? "

Moran interrogated like a sanctioner.

The indifferent but calm gaze is extremely disturbing.

But Amres didn't care about this abnormal feeling at all, and he only had a burning anger in his heart.

"Ah! Oh, yes! Please!

The person I most want to kill the torment right now is you! It's you Moran. O Edfeldt! "

"Heh, I thought it was just shallow, but I didn't expect to be a fool in the end. Based on my personal principles, I give you one last chance – run away, so you may still live. "

Moran looked up slightly and grinned.

In the past, he was famous as a hero throughout Greece.

However, this does not mean that Moran is a rotten good person.

This is heroic mercy.

He will inform in advance and give the ignorant a chance to survive.

Although, most of them didn't listen to it.

It is estimated that the result will be the same this time.

As a hero, Moran will not kill innocent people

It's just that he will not tolerate someone pointing the blade at him.

"Escape? At this moment? You're not kidding, are you?

You poor student with a low bloodline who can't even sing the full technique, I Amres face you need to escape?!" "

Amrez responded with a mockery.

The attitude is quite clear.

"In that case, you and I are not classmates in Ermeiro's classroom, but enemies who meet each other."

Moran was completely unmoved by this mockery.

Because, for him.

There is no difference between the person in front of you and the deceased.

"Moran-san! Amres's level of magic is top notch in the classroom! Let's go to Mr. Kenneth..."

"Camus, do you trust me?"

Moran's figure stands here like a city wall.

It seems that no amount of storm can break it, which makes people feel an inexplicable sense of security.

He showed miracles in self-defense classes.

Reversed what everyone had predetermined.

"I believe in you!"

Camus shook his palm and nodded.

No need for too many words.

Just one sentence can reflect the feelings, an absolute trust that can put one's life in front of you.

"Oh, then watch, since then, I have recreated the power of past legends for the first time in modern times!"

Moran grinned, satisfied with the answer.

On the other hand, Amreth only felt that Moran was seeking his own death.

He remembered Moran's grades in class.

You know, at the beginning, Moran Ke didn't even meet the standard of singing, and he had already learned two stanzas.

"Die!"

Amreth threw out a fiery fireball.

The same one he used earlier at the training ground.

He thought that he would fail because of Kenneth's presence, and Moran would definitely not be able to stop it this time.

The red fireball was rapidly approaching.

If ordinary people are hit, there will be no bones.

Camus clenched her palms behind Moran, who had placed everything on the man in front of her.

Even if the current situation is sinister.

She will never leave.

"Huh..."

Moran's handsome face was licked by the firelight.

There is no dodge in the face of such threats.

He made only one movement.

Waving his right arm as if inciting a flame, the crystal clear vermilion blood spread out like a jewel.

Wow-woo-woo——!!

The huge amount of magic contained in the blood forms an electric current.

They connect conduction to form a grid.

The fireball came to a standstill at the moment of contact with the blood, as if an invisible wall had blocked it.

Snap

, snap...

The strange sound of blood and flesh stirring

It came like a wave.

Those blood swelled like consciousness, and contained a strong life force like breathing.

It's spooky and suffocating.

"What is that....."

Camus said tremblingly.

Her eyes widened in disbelief.

I haven't seen it so far, but I can only glimpse one or two in books, an incredible scene——

The eyes of a huge and furious scarlet beast like a headlight.

Three connected heads were puffing out scalding white smoke.

The flames stuck to the beast's body like a coat.

In just an instant, it swelled from a drop of blood the size of a thumb to a hell beast the size of a bus.

"No, it can't be! Impossible! Why, why! No chanting! There are no traces of casting spells either! There is no time to prepare for this public place in advance! No, no.... This is not a monster that a magician can summon at all——! "

Beads of sweat fell from Amres's forehead.

The expression was as hideous as just now.

But emotions have long been replaced by panic and fear, and every cell of the body is crying for help.

Even cognition is shouting.

That's definitely not a creature that can be here.

"Hell, hell.... Three-headed dog..... Cerberus! "

Camus was completely frightened.

Her voice was shaking even as she spoke.

The brutal divine beasts that I had only heard about in textbook mythology actually appeared in reality like this.

Any magician will be scared silly.

"Obviously.... Only under the clock tower ..... A divine beast thirty floors down the tomb of Albion! Why would it be! Moran-san!? "

"Oh, it's very well-behaved."

Camus could not avoid this conjecture.

When you think about it, you can think of the blood that Moran threw out.

The three-headed dog of hell emerged from this.

"Purr—"

The three-headed dog vented its hostility towards Amres.

The fire attached to it caused the temperature of the street to increase dramatically, and the power it revealed was surging like a tsunami.

In an instant, a huge pressure comparable to the collapse of a mountain descended.

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