Black Summoner

- Fire Dragon King's Tartare/Purgatory Flame Mouth

In the middle of receiving the Fire Dragon King's treasure, they showed up at the transfer gate. Monsters with purple skin, all alien. From the fact that the end of the transfer gate leads to the land of Naruto (Abyss Land), it was intuitive to know that these people were the inhabitants of hell. Wordless groans, ugly faces that are opaque about what you're thinking. Of the devilish devil that Gerard was talking about one day, there was a whole bunch of them there, too.

"" "Ggah, Ggah!

The demons jumped out loud and strange when they saw us. Remove the shackles of reason and do as you wish, like a hungry carnivore who preyed upon his prey. It's taken the form of a surprise, but we start a war. I didn't expect you to come from over there. Welcome of the inhabitants of the Land of Dreams, let's say thank you and enjoy!

"- What did you think?"

What were the expectations at the beginning? I was the one who jumped first to the front line with my chest raised, but while I was burying one or two bodies and the devil, my interest gradually diminished, eventually disappearing somewhere else. No, 'cause - I'm weak.

In the beginning, the fellows, all of whom were intercepting, gradually left the front over time. No matter what you think, overpower, that's the answer we came up with. Eventually the last thing left was the youngest and least combative stra in the party. And it is Mudo (blue) who has just evolved into Dragon King. Stra simply had to gain experience, so Mud had to stay to get a light shoulder routine. I just wanted Boga in the middle of evolution to join the fight if possible, but this one is still dormant.

"Brother, sister. Nice to see you again."

"Aiyi"

Stra, who annihilated a group of demons that emerged from the transfer gates, spoke to us as we lay low on the mountains of treasure. It's us completely assimilated with all the fathers and brothers who support our children at athletic events, but that's not why there's no work at all in the meantime. With an appraisal eye, I looked up the enemy's status, and Serra, sharp enough to look to the future, told me intuitively, and the final judgment was by Ange, the genius of that path in his sensing abilities in general. I'm checking every angle for demons that interest me. It's about putting Stra on the front line, for once. Most of all, the overprotective Gerard is annoying.

"Ah, I'm in Kerr. Looks like the next demon's here."

"Seriously, I'm in trouble. If he comes out any stronger, I'm off."

"Haha, let's at least stop reading the bar."

I don't get fever for acting because I don't expect much anymore, but I never fail to prepare to flag rational. Hmm, but it would be sad if only cluttered fish came out like this. Come on, dream country! How powerful are you?

- Looks like the next one came while I was grinding with the others.

"" "Ghhhhhhhhhh!

"It's the group again."

"Lord, how's it going?

The demon's appearance remains the same, purple and monochromatic. Appraisal eye, activated.

"... hassle"

"That's a hassle!

"Yeah, it's a hassle."

Yeah, I knew somehow.

"Oh well. Mudfarak, I'm coming!

"Accepted"

Stra jumped poff on Georgius rolled out the yarn and golem. Mudo looks at his forefingers with both hands on the gun and begins to set them up against a group of enemies.

Moving a golem of more than twenty horsemen to manipulate the pawn of a board game, Stra is a famous player who, by analogy, plays chess from the beginning. The golems are not acting the same, each moving differently. Intimidation by shelling, defense by shields, penetration by spears. Behavior is different, and every one of them is flaunted with a fabric stone of how to efficiently destroy the enemy, a genius who has the greatest effect in the shortest amount of manoeuvres. We don't have to send out Georgius, we're just looking at the plate, and this time it's going to be over. I have parallel thoughts too, but I wouldn't be able to knock them out so beautifully with the same force.

I don't know what influenced this one when it comes to taking a one-of-a-kind stance. When did you start practicing sniping at Kako's station to find something out of the distribution network where the vast amount of data floats? But the name of the Light Dragon King is not Dade, and water and ice bullets emitted like lasers from the fingertips shoot and grind the subject. The power slightly exceeds the Gatling cannon of the Golem, and it can be fired in a row. At this degree of distance, I get the illusion of a hundred shots of accuracy and yet having a real gun. I wonder if Mudo (red) would feel like a flamethrower or an attribute he specializes in would be a bullet. Still, a dragon shell (Dragon's Shell) that spits out of your mouth is more powerful and accurate is a secret story.

And well, if those two join hands, they're not enemies to this extent of an army or anything, and it won't take long to annihilate them. Even if all the piles of defeated enemies are built, they're just in the way, so if they're set apart for annihilation, have Kroto dismantle them, and absorb them as they are if they don't have eye-catching potatoes. Repeating cycles, such as waiting for the next enemy where the area is clean.

"There it is! Don't! It's got a washer on it. Ooh!

"How many have you defeated with this? I can feel my stomach just waiting."

"I didn't count ahead from a hundred. Only the numbers are real."

I don't feel half as good now, even if it's a B-class monster. Was it true that the lower demon (Lesser Demon) was at level B? You mean advanced demons like Victor (Archdemons) aren't like that in hell... No, let's think about things. These guys are the beginning and the beginning of the land of Narita (Avisland), which is also only a miscellaneous fish wandering around the transfer gate, which is the entrance. If you say so, the mascot monster that emerges around the first city, if you work hard, it's only a small object that even villagers can defeat! Yeah. That would explain this mass outbreak, too.

"I knew it wasn't a mascot..."

"I don't know what you're paranoid about, but it's good news for you to dream about. Mr. Kelvin."

Ange, the examiner, was making a smile as she rocked her black robe cat ears.

"Next enemy to emerge from the transfer gate, maybe a little different than before"

"Really!?

"Yeah, it's true."

You did it, Ange! Tomorrow you can come and get your neck whenever you want! And it's not!

"- Is this the ground? It's a more shady place than I thought. Kukuk, and the unhappy people of the earth. You mourn being here. Well, wherever you are, sooner or later it's the difference."

"Oh, that? Our troops ahead of us...?

Ooh, there's a demon out there lining up the great words, clearly better equipped than the demons have ever been. My companion is a pocan for some reason, but not now. Appraisal eye, activated.

"Ugh, um... subtle?

"Ska!

"Not weak, but do you have trouble commenting?

Ange, this is a different story. I stare at Ange with those eyes.

"You're not lying, are you?

"Yes, no, it's certainly a little different though..."

Difference in Mijinko level, this?

"Kukukuk, look. They'll stay stiff with the extra horror! But the idiots who went ahead, they saw no harm and left it behind, didn't they? Forget the fate of turning Kuru into our slave, we'll have to squeeze this later."

"I see...! That's what happened!

I feel like I'm making a huge mistake. I don't care.

"You seem to be able to speak the language, and you have about the geographic information around you. Athlete change, Serra."

"Ska, okay?

I don't care if it's Ska.