At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

"You're not stylish!!

Strengthen your body and run around avoiding the widespread sorcery that strikes you. The place I was just standing on is missing beautifully.

If you eat something decent like this, you're gonna die! This man is too merciful!

Yes, run foolishly in your heart.

"Light, patrol, shovel away. Handicap the enemy in front of me. Ashes everything without leaving any of it behind."

Mr. Zenoseth is chanting, but he's chanting. He's gonna let the magic go on his way, so I don't know when.

Pretty good at concealing magic currents, perception-inhibiting witchcraft. I can't see the flow, so I have no idea the orbit until I let it go.

I turn to the back because I see it and then I avoid it.

"Abrasion!

A dagger flew in ahead of me in my magic trick. Run the dagger, which is definitely reinforced, without stopping your legs even as you pay for it with your sword.

Damn, my hands are numb. That's not half as powerful as it sounds. It's a little too powerful to have your hands numb even though it's double reinforced, isn't it?

And the next moment, there's a flash of light running, and the ground is decided. Seriously, it would be too relentless. I wouldn't be eating at the mound if I stopped.

All the attacks just now, if you eat them properly, you're just sorry. Do magicians always train like this?

I don't think I have enough lives.

"Aren't you a little too serious!?

"Oh, really?

I got a careless response to my scream. That's right.

I can't just run away either, so I run to Mr. Zenoseth, who was in the direction where the knife jumped in, into her nostalgia with a smile on her face.

When I stick my palm in the clam and the torso I put in my pocket, I go bare without any help. Damn it.

I felt another flash of light approaching me after exposing myself to an empty skid, escaping with a transfer, but an explosion occurred at the landing site, blocking my vision.

At the moment of the explosion, put up a barrier and defend it, but that doesn't make sense. I lose sight of them again (...).

"Now again, could we start over?

"That's right, come on. I want you to give me a break..."

From all my directions (...), I respond to Nico smiling and talking to her. I don't know where that voice is coming from, and I don't even know which of its appearances is phantom and authentic.

A level of phantom that looks like an entity to everyone stands in all my directions.

First, he was hit by a blast with a very short chant. We rolled up the soil and smoke and blocked my sight, and this is a development all the time.

The most important trap was that both the blast flame and the attack while the soil and smoke were up and the sight was blocked, all had a magical flow in sight.

However, when I ran away feeling disgusted for a moment when my vision was blocked, the flash ran and the ground I had been standing on was gone until just now.

If you look around, you don't know which one is the real deal, I'm here with a lot of Mr. Zenoses.

And a bunch of magic that is unleashed without making you feel any of the magic you first felt. I can't deal with it.

The attack is mostly physical, but the phantoms are intermingled occasionally. If you flaunt it or prevent it, your eyes will blind you as if you aimed for that gap.

Even if we go to attack them, the attack will come down at that time, or the blind eye will come.

Even if he moves and runs away, the blind eye comes or the attack comes as if he were reading there. For once, I used inhibitory magic too.

"Why is it a phantom to be in the direction of a physical attack?"

"Come on, why not?

While wary of where the attack is coming from next, she wants to speak lightly, but she's not willing to respond properly with Nico smiling.

I can barely detect magic with detective magic, so I can only attack if I feel it with my naked eye and skin. Even if the barrier is used to defend it, after being blinded, the phantom increases and the position changes again.

We can't hit any of these attacks, and only the other attack is targeting me. I'll leave it to you to attack, and you won't hit it, and a phantom to run in the direction where the attack came from.

Wouldn't it be a little too harsh?

"I think it's about time you did it for real?

"Yes?"

When I was worried, Mr. Zenoseth said something like that. Seriously, was that the time of the airship?

But blah, where I am in that state, what are you going to say?

I don't know which one is real and I don't know where to attack.

Even if she keeps putting up barriers beyond knowing how much magic she has, she can lose by magic difference.

"Well, if you're not motivated yet, just motivate me."

When she said that, I felt the ambient temperature drop. No, it's not my fault. I actually feel cold air about this.

When I'm on alert, I can do a bunch of ice chunks around my phantom girlfriends. It's unchanging, too.

Damn, I was chanting earlier. It's a trap in itself. I can't shoot attack magic without chanting.

I don't know how powerful it is because I can't see the magic to offset it, and even if I prevent it with barriers, how long can I prevent it?

Besides, I don't even know which of those are entities and which are phantoms. Why don't I just do the same thing?

"Come on, it's time to show some seriousness"

She came at the same time as the words, unleashing magic at the same time. I can't be impotent in witchcraft that comes from all directions.

I try to escape to a position where I escaped their siege with a metastasis and release extensive magic against all of them, though I feel ineffective.

"Wind, cleave!

I don't know how far it works, but I hide my magic with magic, and I unleash magic on them, but half of it slips through and half is defended by barriers.

Regardless of a single attack, a large number of opponents is not powerful enough. easily prevented by barriers.

And it seems that all the magic she unleashed was real, and we were bumping into each other beautifully at the point where I was.

Give me a break, even though my body is a phantom, all the attacks are real or something. I'm glad I didn't defend myself after all.

And then he senses a dagger jumping in my hair without a moment to transfer it, and he strikes it off again. The moment my consciousness goes to the dagger, magic strikes me again, but now I run to them before it activates.

An explosion occurs behind me, but when I hit her torso, which I've thrown a dagger at, I eat another bare moment explosion.

The power itself is not that high, so it can be prevented by the barrier, but it cannot be prevented because it is hit the moment it strikes beautifully.

No, I can handle the attack itself, but I can't help the dirt smoke that surrounds me. I tried paying in the wind a few times, but it's still too late.

"Ugh, again."

Unexpectedly foolish, but immediately notices a mistake. I can't move my legs.

My feet were frozen when I dropped my gaze. No, my feet are trapped in the ice. At the same time, I felt a freezing fear in my spine.

Bad. Seriously bad. Was the current ever a fabric stone to strike this hand?

Did you aim for similar attacks, relaxation after repeated actions? I immediately use four-piece enhancement and force myself to smash the ice.

More than not knowing the amount of magic, I think it's more certain than smashing and destroying magic.

But a little. It was only a little late. That time I confirmed why I couldn't move. That time was life saving.

In front of me, there was sometime a mass of ice that contained a foolish amount of magic. Until that moment when it appeared in front of me, I didn't notice anything.

Big. Too big to run and run. Not enough time to prevent it with barriers.

In terms of power, I think Haku's attack is probably better up there. But then I still had time to prevent it. Haku had a warning of an attack. I don't have time for that this time.

Not good. Not good for real. I don't think I'll ever manage to die because I'm strengthening it four times, but if I eat it properly, I'm just sorry.

No, can you really say you never die?

I have never eaten this magical attack of power properly. More than just this enclosed magic, the power of ice isn't just the strength of ice, and shock won't be something you can talk about in common sense.

Besides, he was trying to escape until just now, so he's out of shape. Everything is far from being in perfect condition.

Shit, I can't get my thoughts together because I'm in too much of a hurry. I can't think of a way to deal with it.

The looming ice looks nasty and sloppy.

- - I mean it, it sucks.