Reincarnated as a Dragon’s Egg ～Lets Aim to Be the Strongest～

The storm passes and goes as it chops my body.

From behind, the screams of Hands and Jade rose.

A little late, I hear the sound of the two being slapped to the ground from somewhat far away.

I don't know about life or death, but it wouldn't be a decent body to fight anymore.

However, thanks to the current wind magic, the fog should have cleared up a lot.

The fog was originally fairly diluted for the undead to disguise death and focus on attack magic.

My peripheral vision would be clear enough.

Though he was supplying magic from other demons, it fits when his magic was already exhausted.

Extensive fog maintenance, replacement preparation, and an earlier wind magic attack.

You can think of no more room for the big moves.

When I looked up and opened my eyes, there was a big spider in front of me in one piece.

Alainy...... it's just a D-rank demon.

Nevertheless, there's something about that yarn that's hard to insult if it's used systematically.

Even though it was due to his consciousness being suited to the Uroboros he later refrained from, it is a formidable lapse that he was flirted with by his little girl's ploy to get him this far.

If His Excellency Tolman had watched, he would have been disappointed in me.

Similar sounds can be heard from other directions at the same time that the forward arrayney throws up the thread.

Looks like they were surrounded.

"I see... were you going to chase them all at once and knock them off after you jumped them with wind magic? Brilliant. Doesn't do the melee thoroughly, at the end of the day lures the melee to bait and hangs it in a trap... slaps it all at once where it shows the gap"

It would be harder to carry out than to come up with something.

It's not something that can be done that way, such as keeping a medium range without a wall player.

There must have been pressure on him, too.

If one collapses, it will gather and feed the sword, but it is something well done.

You have a lot of nerve to get through with little information about me... although that is fortunate for the other party.

If you knew I was the sorcerer type, you wouldn't have taken this kind of measure first.

"Fallen to the undead, risking his life to defend his dwelling place... that attitude is honestly commendable"

He opens his eyes and pulls out a sword protruding to the ground, deeply engraved and moving his diminished senses arms with his energy.

"But you were bad for them!

I bore quite a deep hand because I had decent wind magic.

But my wounds are still shallow, considering that Hands and Jade were pounded to the ground after being bounced up high.

From the former, physical ability is a few steps more confident than they are.

Still, I can move.

Though not complete, it's not enough to fight properly.

I guess you've come close by deciding that you've weakened him enough already... but that was just a miscalculation.

Sense the position of the thread spit out of all directions from the sound and slap it all with the sword.

From the rear, the undead were rushing this way to follow the yarn.

He's shaking his big, fortified arm.

I guess I was going to tailor where I got tangled with yarn and defenseless with that arm.

I slapped the enlarged arm of the undead with the belly of my sword and dropped it on the ground from body to body.

The undead lands on the ground with a breakdown in attitude.

As I wave my sword for pursuit, the undead reaches this way.

Claywall!

The undead screams.

Between me and the undead, the walls of dirt creep up.

"Ha!

I stretched my arms straight and pierced the dirt wall at once at the tip of my sword.

I felt a hand over the wall.

The dirt wall collapsed and the figure of the undead pierced through my abdomen by my sword was exposed.

The skin of the undead, which mimicked the girl, began to enter.

Skin texture also discolors from a seemingly soft girl's skin to something earthy.

Now it's not fake.

I didn't give you a gap to replace.

Vitality and magic are greatly diminished and the body is unable to sustain itself.

"I'll remember you. Even if I was losing, it wasn't weird. I had insurance, but I never really thought I'd be pushed this far."

Now you pull out the sword and break your torso and you're done.

I thought so and added strength to my hand... but my sword couldn't pull out.

If you turn your eyes to the sword, the undead soil leaking from the pierced abdomen is entangled in the sword.

After pulling on the sword, it appears to be solidifying the soil with magic.

"Become!"

I didn't expect you to take these hands right after they pierced you.

If there wasn't even a wall of dirt in between, they would have pulled right through and let the second swing go.

I wouldn't have done it for the undead either, but I'm pretty sure the obsession is the result of hands-on efforts.

An undead holds down a normal-sized arm with a sword blade.

The hand loses its grudgingly distorted shape when it touches the sword, and solidifies again as it creeps into the sword.

And you've waved the other big hand down at me all at once.

I let go of the sword pattern and tried to fall back, but the spindle distance was too close.

It's inevitable as it is.

Even though it's just taking damage, taking a blow while surrounded by demons, albeit lower, is directly linked to death.

It's easy to defeat the undead, but in that case, you have to tolerate him being attacked directly from the front once.

In that case, it is visible to be gathered by spiders before they can regain their position.

If I fall here, Your Excellency will just lose most of the 'Hungry Hunter' and take off the woods with fewer men.

Then the road to the king will be completely closed.

I can't be hit here yet.

I don't mean to use magic here... but I don't have a choice.

"... did they make you use it after all"

Reach straight with your left hand toward the undead.

Shooting the right magic at this distance should make it easy to blow the head off the undead, even if it's not flared.

You just have to process the spider slowly afterwards.

Should the magic of shooting be kept... [Firesphere]?

The problem is that if you shoot magic here, the number, power, and timing of the [Dragoflare] you can shoot in the later battle against Uroboros can be hindered.

But I can't help it either.

We must definitely avoid just dying here.

"Firesfi......"

Along the way, I interrupted the words.

Because at the edge of his sight, he saw a soldier in clothes distributed to the 'Hungry Hunter' crew rushing in.

The reinforcements I was asking for made it.

Out of the blue, he seemed close.

And no matter how close you were...... there's only one person who can make it alone in the short time now.

This time the first unit was to act with His Excellency.

For that reason, Nell, who had just bought His Excellency's unhappiness, left it with the other troops for a reason to wait.

From the beginning, this annihilation of the Litveal tribe was not a job suitable for Nell.

That's also why I wanted to show Nell and let him get used to it, but his Excellency decided to make it a priority not to make any worse habits.

As a result, it was auspicious to have kept Nell from doing so.

Just... Exactly, I can't make it to this blow.

This is the only place I need to outdo myself.

I can't avoid it. If you consult poorly, you could lose your life.

I put my shoulder forward with my left hand in the protruding position.

Inevitably, a blow by the great arm of the undead was to target my shoulder.

I engage the extended arm with the great arm of the undead.

A pointed nail chooses my clothes and skin.

"Grr!"

I was pushed by the momentum and poked my knee on the spot.

The undead lowered to the rear with a curl and lowered his shoulder.

She's close to the limit, too, I hear.

Spiders fly all the way to me.

Successfully earned one hand.

If they had targeted the body forcefully, they would have taken more serious damage.

In that sense, it was a bet.

But now I win.

Nell jumps in and turns on the spot as he pays the spider with his sword sheath, leveraging the momentum to add a spinning kick to the undead.

The undead destabilizes the universe to be drawn to the weight of his arms and falls to the ground.

"Ahhh..."

The unique crimson eyes of the undead stare at me in shame.

"A, Dear Azalea...... is it okay, is it?

"Oh, thanks to you. Well done, Nell."

Nell's Advantage.

That's overwhelming speed.

If it's a sword game with rules in place, you'll never rival Nell with me.

Among Ferris Huma's tribes, Nell said he was called 'The Leg of God'.

"Ugh, arm wounds... so deep, healing magic doesn't fully heal..."

"No problem. I'm a magician."

My sword will not stab that dragon first.

No offense, no speed, not at all.

If this is not going to help, you don't need my arm.

"More than that, that undead..."

With a proper eye, the spider almost lifted the undead and ran away with it.

Looks like some of the spiders were carrying it early and pulling it off the battlefield, too.

"Shit! Nell, go after them! It should be easy to stop now!

"But the injury… contends for a moment. Quick, I need you to rendezvous with the Fourth Army and get it healed. Besides, if you got an undead blow, you might be getting some kind of curse... I'm sure the others will be here soon... because I can move Azalea a little faster than the others."

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Sure...... I have to move more carefully than there are curse lines.

Many in the Fourth Army excel in white magic.

You should have it examined early, just in case.

Even though Nell will be looking at the spider earlier, he probably doesn't want to go after the person who took the child and ran away.

Because the undead are highly recoverable, that little girl undead may set them up again... but they should already know 80% of the moves they can use.

I can't hang on to the same odds more than I have information.

As long as you encourage vigilance, it won't be much worse.

Not to mention trivial compared to Uroboros.

Should this place retreat?

Than that...... the question is, how do you motivate Nell?

Nell glances and narrows his eyes toward Hands and Jade, gripped and killed Wayne, who are jumped by wind magic and bent in a direction where his body is not exposed.

"This time... that, retreat, is it..."

"Oh. Fighting the Litveal is a stop. The large units that remained over there are almost devastated. Something unexpected happened."

"Really..."

Nell had a look that looked complicated.

Originally Nell was opposed to the Litveal massacre.

Maybe I feel relieved in that sense.

But at the same time, it meant that there were so many dead people within the 'Hungry Hunter' that they had to stop.

Sometimes it's in front of me, and I wouldn't imitate the relief on my face.

"... but it doesn't stay down like this. His Excellency Tolman's face and the road to the king are also hanging. But don't worry... Nell. I'm not telling you to kill the natives."