Death Games
Gemini

Horusca. What he saw was not a reason. Blood scattered, moaning sounds, terrible scents, as well as disgusting apparitions, humming into his senses.

Monster, his body was covered in pitch-black fur. With a height of 5 meters that is eating carcasses. Miris, because it was a person yet out of any nation and cut into pieces.

It is estimated that there are about twenty people who will be a meal to fill the stomach of the prey.

And Horusca, just silently watching what was in front of him.

“Singing death song to me,” says someone suddenly. He held a large trident and stood right at a gate covered in flames.

Beltelgeuse is not warted, considering the many floating arrows that point at him. It was like waiting for time, to rain down on the Star Knights as it should.

But on the one hand, a strange screech was reverberating. Like laughter or a mixed cry to listen to. And Lucian Brastok, with a glimmer of my eyes watching quietly a baby in front of him.

Like a human baby, but like a zombie if likened to its shape. Instead of drinking milk, but his figure instead ate the corpse head beside him.

Sometimes weeping and laughing together.

So that the leader of the dracula could only emit a sour look in his face.

Bloods.

Flows slowly. From the hands of Toz Nidiel who broke up without cue. The appearance of the god Susanoo in plain sight, it turns out to be nothing more than an illusion. It was a monster that resembled his charming look.

There were many tentacles from behind his back, yet it had sword eyes on each of its periphery.

And the young Scodeaz (controller) must bet his life to defeat him.

“Come.” Toz also squinted his eyes alertly. “Kill me, Son. Or I'll kill you.”

The water in the swamp began to surge on its surface. The young man gasped, as there was a strange vibration on the cloud stairs on his footing. Until finally he realized that what was underneath, nothing else and not the long tail of the monster in front of him.

“Uhuk! Uhuk! Uhuk!” cough from empusa's top brass. His right eye was shattered and blood drained from there.

Where it was caused by the girl whipping lightning in front of him. “Give me your heart,” his door while moving the weapon that started to suppress its flow.

And Aza grinned as she touched the blood that almost fell from her chin.

“Why should I do that? If you want, then try to take it.”

And the rough thump of the girl's whip instantly hunted down the young higher-ups. So Aza jumped from the tower while dropping her body on the lava pool.

He managed to land on the lotus leaf, but it didn't seem like it was his lucky moment. Recalling the girl, it suddenly stood behind and hollowed out her chest.

Suddenly, Aza's breath was choked. A cruel sensation like Izanami Forseti had done before, managed to pierce through his memories. And a strange crack immediately split his handsome face.

“Sial!” irritated Reve Nel Keres at last. The sword was only three left. But the enemy still rose up without pity, as if wanting to erode the rest of his strength without rest. “This, is really wasting my time,” lamented.

A quick swing was immediately released towards him. Successfully injuring the cheek of the young man so that draining fresh blood to be shown his face.

Reve snorted bitterly while rubbing the injured skin. And without a doubt he noticed the strangeness due to the incision in him.

The blood stuck to the back of the hand was somehow reddish-black and decorated with blue flakes like diamond shards.

Shocked, of course. Without thinking for a long time he touched the sparkle in his blood, until finally the attack without warning rained down on him.

The carelessness he was doing, managed to make the corpse move it pierced his stomach with his bare hands one of them.

The snake youth who felt pain suddenly unconsciously even broke into tears.

“Interesting,” says the man. The figure that was emitting death on him, stared contentedly at the Hydra King in front of him.

Even if dozens of incisions adorned his body, but Hydragel Kers did not feel any pain. Except to keep a relaxed expression, while eating the wine in his hands.

He also tilted his face haughtily.

“Any. Not one of my attacks was successful. Who are you exactly?”

And the man wearing the crown of thorns threw his iron helmet. Roll right in front of Kers, so that the King frowned confusedly at his charming face.

“This wagon, for me?” ask without sin. Unfortunately, it was only the serene glare that the man gave in return. “You deaf?”

“The Gods are indeed cruel, for erasing your memories up to this point.”

Kers was jolted and gave a sour look at it. “What do you mean?” with a brightly engraved smile.

“Truly, both then and now, your face is indeed very annoying.”

Suddenly, a loud roar resounded from behind the fog around them. Several pairs of red eyes lit up, moving indeterminate directions around it. Kers is alert, beware of the next attack.

Because after all the wounds on his body, caused by the monster before.

And at the location of Revtel stranded, steppes who became silent witnesses of his ability must also be covered by land ice cruelly.

There was even a blood-red chunk there, yet it was stared at calmly by the owner of the ice power. The vice king of hydra was without glasses on him, emitting a terrifying sensation to be seen by him who was resting behind him. One of the giant statues bearing the symbol of merlindia (witch), that is the figure of his opponent.

“Restore me. Return that power to me!” angry at the statue.

However, Revtel just turned his head and highlighted it through the corner of his eyes.

“What a selfless statue apparently.” Suddenly, ice chips sprang up around him.

Horrifically.

That's the right word for the grave.

Crosses with skulls tied as his life companion, attended by crows whose numbers are unimaginable in plain sight.

Perhaps more than thousands, flying through the air while raising his ruthless voice. Blood flow also dripped slowly from Trempusa's ears, and a pressing sensation also emanated from her.

His figure as well as his monstrous abilities, were preparing for the next battle dance.

Golden yellow. The characteristic color of the shield belongs to the tankzeas (protector). Become a wall as well as a shield for the attack that hit Riz Alea.

Prohibition forest, all the trees without leaves move madly. Like a rain of branches, it was about to tear apart whatever was in front of it.

The cold forest, showing off its power without pity. The snow that came from there, moved like thousands of needles like wanting to hole his enemies.

Riz was in trouble. His breath was breathless, accompanied by a tempestuous fear and prayer also followed. Hopefully, his figure who was there did not just die.

Hexar Chimeral.

The supreme throne holder is the chimera. The pillar of his nation was also one of the important spear holders in the world of the Guide. And he was grinning at the painting in plain sight.

Gemini, the twin constellations.

Is a figure who lives on the ceiling of heaven. A place as well as a witness of the lives of the Gods. And the stars are their servants.

A pair of men and women. The fangs are like chainsaws, the vision is like the sea, and the horns are like the tip of a sword.

They are the ones who are blocking.