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

A lump of meat with four faces spreads its creepy four wings and dances in the basement hall.

It is a four-sided [madness] specializing in attack range with out-of-the-box view of appearance and MP depletion.

Sure, it's hard for me right now to beat the crap out of me.

However, the remaining MP is down to about a quarter for slime and ever standing around flashy.

It must be a bet for him to hire four heavily depleted carcasses here.

... No, he still has forms and skills he hasn't used.

Maybe for Slime, this behavior isn't a bet, but if you're still hiding your wife's hand... it's very, very poor for me right now, but I can't deal with it...

No, don't think about it. Now, I'll do everything I can. That's all I got.

I just have to stick around assuming I can win.

It's okay... according to LaPlath, I also have a winning eye for 5 percent...!

"POGOGOOOOOOOOO!" "POGOOOOOOO!

"Pogooooooooo!" "Pogooooooo!

Increase altitude to the ceiling sleigh as the faces of the four axes rotate around.

And more than overhead, the black light pours with rain showers.

I doubted my eyes.

The barrage of darkness unfolded almost twenty moments ago because it was all a powerful skill, the [Darksphere], that could be a decisive battle against me in endurance specialist Uroboros.

Baba, you're not Bakka!?

If I used it that way, it would be like throwing MP in a ditch!

I kick the ground and fly low and desperately escape the range of nightmare assaults from above.

It helps that the skill level is sweet or the movement is linear.

Seriously, there's nothing I can do on the day they do a spiral orbit or a tracking effect with this.

[Darksphere] bursts right behind me and smashes the surface of the floor.

"Look, look, God! I can do anything with this body of mine! God deserves me the most! Not to mention, to a dragon like that, to an Illusia or something, what can you do?

Slime's mad laugh echoes.

I got chills. Something's coming.

I circle my body in an aggressive fashion, descend to the ground and move to [rolling].

The polar hotline pierced my head.

If you hit it properly, that's the only [Dragoflare] skill you can decide to win or lose.

If you shake and hunt the fired source, one of the necks of the wax is deformed into a dragon and stretches long from the meat mass.

"Gwwwwwww!"

An impromptu, elephant dragon sounds.

Once again, the dragon's neck shrunk and he returned to his temple.

Damn you, you're using your broken skills!

I knew it, but I'm not just waiting for Slime to spit out the MP, they'll catch me sooner or later.

I mean, the next time it rains magic, I'm not sure I can handle it.

Or, even if you follow a slime that flies over the sky, the magic rambling on all sides begins before I hit you, and you just get targeted.

I appreciate this behavior routine throwing up MP, but it sucks more than that.

As expected, Slime flies after me, but he surfaces again looking for a ceiling sleuth.

You can't... you can go after it in [Flight] now, but you can go back with a magic storm... Yes, no, the only way to get to the ceiling is to fly!

While maintaining [rolling], I thrust against the wall, rolling the wall almost perpendicularly and running up.

Yes, I can go! We can go! I'll do it!

If I make a mistake here, I can end up in a magic storm... and I'll kill you!

"Hey, what are you doing..."

That thrilled slime returned to the vegan for a moment.

But knowing that I was climbing the wall with great momentum and approaching from an unexpected side, I slimmed back to killing myself.

At the next moment, a number of black light-emitting demon bullets descend on me climbing vertically through the wall.

I moved left and right and exchanged black light on the brink, climbing to a height roughly equal to the height of the slime.

'Then how about this! Come on, where are we going to run?

From the floating meat mass, the neck of the two dragons stretches.

The two polar hotlines spitting out of each mouth circled the wall and surrounded me.

The flaming wall of [Dragoflare] envelops me.

A third stretched dragon's neck releases a third [dragoflare] after I lost my escape.

The perimeter is surrounded, but it's still up there!

I release [rolling], kick the wall, spread my wings and go straight to the slime.

The body turned sideways, avoiding the third [dragoflare], and jumped diagonally up the slime.

Coming! Perfect attack timing!

"You idiot, I guided you!

Where I was about to punch him, his face was sticking.

"Pogo, go, go, go, go!"

Four [Darkspheres] released at about the same time.

The right wing, facing forward to prevent it, was choosen off the roots.

Subsequently, he was shot in the chest, right forefoot, and the other neck.

Consciousness is sumptuous, this has [bleeding] bad status.

[Self-regeneration] can't be used properly, but it sucks to have a single wing in the air.

"Ahahahaha! You've only got HP left like garbage!

Oh, and Temehe!

I wielded my meat's chosen right foreleg and tore up a slime of meat.

Continue to disorient and beat my samurai with my left forefoot.

Stick your rear toenails to the lump of meat and maintain your body so that it does not fall.

"There is! Hey, why, I lost my wings in this situation! Even HP is already a wind front light, so don't get lost...!

You didn't say you were a jerk!

This one's not ready for you!

What a demon king, what a great thing to say!

There's a Mazacon bastard who's just gonna be the voice of God!

What do you know?

Tentacles extend from the meat mass and pierce my body.

But still, I won't stop attacking. Continue and shake your forelegs wide, tearing up the meat chunks of the slime.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

Slime's body blew up in the air, and I fell to the floor.

My body doesn't move well.

If it stays like this, it will hit the ground from the flank.

I lift my tail up, then tap it to the floor, and with that recoil, I float my body to reduce damage when I fall.

The shapeless slime was then pounded to the ground with momentum, making a loud noise.

From the lump of meat that grew, the human upper body stretched out like a ghost, and the disgruntled eyes glanced at me.

Hehe... I did it.

You were wasting your MP with all that crap.

In addition to that, I even got a series of blows to the detour, so it's not empty anymore?

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Race: Chaos Ooz

Status: Normal

Lv: 100/125

HP: 521/1681

MP: 67/1780

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... more than I expected, but it's a good enough value.

I have HP, but the MP will run out soon.

Then all you have to do is smear the viscosity and lose the art. I win.

Apologize to the voice of God, you dropped 90% of the wins.

"... God won't answer me for much longer. Ilsia, I've been sore with you in the woods since that day."

Slime turns a hateful eye on me.

Oh, ever since...? So this guy's arr, was it all to himself?!?

"This is really the place, I didn't want to use it... I have no choice. I'll show you my skills, my" Mana of Life "! My strength... is that all of the trump cards held by all sorts of demons will be handbilled."

In the lower abdomen of the human upper body of the slime, a triple-sided claw floats and claws.

I wonder, the whole body of the slime, surrounded by blue light, flames.

In the flames, the human body holds his head with its arms and shouts out.

The face of the Xu loses its prototype in the flames and breaks its shape.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!

Hey [Mana of Life]? Once I checked, the skill of swapping HP for MP!

The guy with the slime didn't use it all the time, and I didn't have any later, so I probably can't use it because the efficiency of the replacement sucks. I was betting you would use it on this earthen field?

You mean you've slashed away the HP you can still afford and squeezed in the last MP?

Fine, if you've lost your HP, I'll put you down with a blow...!

The blue flame of [Mana of Life] scattered.

I lift my heavy body forcefully and get in shape.

Now, the question is to what extent the MP is back......

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Race: Chaos Ooz

Status: Normal

Lv: 100/125

HP: 1075/1681

MP: 547/1780

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... what?

Yes, no, no, no, no, no, it can't be!

This is all, this is never going to happen!

Regardless of what you think, the status and characteristics of [Chaos Woods] and the almost unlimited skill pulling skills that Slime has had since the beginning were smashing performance, but the significant recovery of no-cost HP/MP is not the ratio.

"La Place...... what's the odds of winning? Yes, my advantage is that nothing will change,"

Why are you going back to HP?!?

What the hell happened?

With such skills, the battle itself cannot be established.

Something, something's wrong. There must be karaki.

"Come on, Ilsia... let's start the final round, shall we? This demon... I had a hard time killing him. He was the one who had [Mana of Life]..."

Slime's body swells up all at once.