Black Summoner

- Grelbarelka Empire

Twenty-five guards capable of carrying Gashagasha and a large shield build a defense so as to block between Stra and Vegarzeld. Colette behind it sat sideways on the back of the mystic cougar, and Stra also rode onto Georgius' shoulder. Now we're ready for battle.

"Oh, wait a minute. I'm moving lunches and seats now."

………

Melfina, who finished eating the substituted lunchbox, holds the end of the sheet and moves it with cheats. When you get away to some distance, you'll be sitting right on the seat. Get lunch out of the croto again and pour kopokopo and tea from the water bottle into the cup.

"Thank you for waiting. Go ahead, get started."

The tea-drinking goddess took a sigh of relief and gradually encouraged the battle to begin. The three men, who waited in discipline to see how it was, received and stood up for Melfina's words.

(It's not tight...)

(I see, take it down and show it by our power alone. That's the thing, Melfina, sister. Just like I once imposed a test on Lion)

(The boulders, Dear Melfina, are always natural. Whatever the circumstances the clog may be, don't lose sight of yourself...... commissioned, only received!

(Oh? Does this egg roll taste like soy sauce? What is a different flavoring for each lunch box? You did a pure trick, Effil......!

Each person's thoughts intersect. Well, the ravens are horns too - now we're ready for battle.

"Don't you have to come and get me? You can't afford to watch a game."

"Right. Sure, if Sister Mel could give me a hand, I'd easily settle this dispute. This is just our problem. I need to cut myself loose, hey!

A colorless demon thread moves out of Stra's fingertips. The guard is operated no-time from the finger behavior and continues to release the gatring cannon from the clearance of the large shield erected.

- Concatenation, concatenation, concatenation. I snuck a small part of Kroto's body inside Lance. It automatically replenishes magic, so it won't run out of demon bullets. Instead, we need to cool the shell, but if we separate the firing times and keep letting them take turns shooting, it will eliminate any inconvenience. The only way to stop the blockage guard shelling is to advance and thwart the rain of countless demon bullets, or to collapse with similar ranged attacks.

(... Huh! One shot at a time is so poor, this streak is awesome. I was insulting you, quantitative tactics. But...)

Vegarzeld's chosen means was to move forward, crossing two of the four arms forward to protect his face and consolidating his fist with the remaining two.

"No matter how many thousands of shots are fired at this level, it's far from Gustav's blow!

That's what I yelled at. Vegarzeld ran forward. Its inflexible flesh bounces off the side of contact with the demon bullet rolled out of the gatoring cannon and advances with a flat expression. Not only do I say it's about the extent to which bugs have stabbed me with a series of shots that will also turn a Class A monster into a bee's nest, but if I do poorly, I may not have gone through any less damage than that.

(faster than I thought!

Although it was a giant but therefore a shtra who stepped on the slow start, Vegarzeld was a few steps faster than its estimate. Reaching the highest speed from the outskirts, Vegarzeld reaches in an instant in front of the guards in formation. Shake that rigid arm up loud.

"You guys got your hands on it first!?

"............ Huh!

Knock your fists off into a line of high-standard shields created by Kelvin. The first direct hit was the guard who was at the end of the line. The guard is crushed by every big shield, and the second, third and iron fists, which were arranged straight beside each other, crush the knights one after the other. The fist stops gradually as the fourth body sinks the guard's shield greatly, and the half-broken shield falls zdon from the guard's hand. While Vegarzeld's first blow largely lost its power (...), it led to the burial of three Stra's handkerchiefs.

As a matter of fact, the guards on the front line had a simple bond with Colette. Speaking of luxury, I almost wanted to use a junction using witch's secret tricks, but given the amount of magic left over, multiple-use is strictly forbidden. Otherwise I can only see the floating miserable future of a seven-colored rainbow. As a result, it was broken, but the junctions that were placed on the individual guards did work. But that's not the only factor that has weakened Vegarzeld's offense.

(This guy, when?

At the moment of waving his fist, Stra was entangling a manipulative thread created by magic in Vegarzeld's arms and feet, dramatically reducing the power of the attack by his fist. Stra's handling of "The Devil's Thread of the Goddess" is a weapon created by Melfina, rather than a magic item. The more magical the yarn is, the more elastic and tougher the yarn becomes, and the more powerful it is to cut the monster. Stra was genuinely magical at this time, but the yarn seemed so deep into Vegarzeld's skin that he couldn't do it until he cut it off.

"You're sturdy, doctor's uncle."

"Oh no! You're the one who made this thread work better than a bean cannon!?

Without a thread wrapped around both hands and feet, Vegarzeld moves forcefully. The lance released by the five guards at the same time was received with arms like a round too, and the tightened muscles stiffened the blade in a thin piece of skin. Gatling cannons that can keep firing at close range are also unlikely to work because they only slightly scorch the surface of the skin.

"It's no use. It's no use!

Three more guards are destroyed in the next punched Vegarzeld fist. Obstruction by Stra's manipulative yarn, Colette's auxiliary magic, continues today. But the devil, the Four Heavenly Kings, was steadily approaching them, defeating the guardian knight.

"Whoa, didn't standing on top waste resources!? What are you gonna do, Stra?

"- I'm not wasting it!

"Am I? -!

It is held down by Gigigi and Vegarzeld's body stops. What I saw in Vegarzeld's eyes, with a glimpse of his own body, was an unusual sight where massive amounts of yarn overflowed and intertwined from inside the crushed guard just now. As if to reinforce Stra's manipulative yarn, the guard, which should have become irreversible, released the yarn one after the other.

"This golem is my specification. The contents are filled with yarn I worked out with my magic, and they fight for nothing in any condition, and work for nothing. Like this."

In conjunction with the tangled yarn, shards of crushed guard knight armor stick to Vegarzeld.

"Gih......! Son of a bitch, behind your armor...!

For the first time since I've been here, Vegarzeld has been distressed. That, too, was planted with sharp thorns inside the Knight Armor of the Guard. All the great thorns are one dish with the best penetration, forged out by Kelvin. The fact that fragmented parts are gathered in one place by yarn is very similar to a piece of torture if you borrow a view.

"You won't have to forget me."

Jumping out from behind the blind spot guards and others is Colette riding a summoned mystic cougar. The lion's stone statue identified the prey, and cleaved the neck of Vegarzeld, who had become a geese with his fangs to prepare for his mouth.

"... Huh! You're hurting me. Is that gargoyle normal, too?

"An invincible shield also turns into an invincible spear. I'm not without an attacker, am I?

Colette had one of the witch's secrets, the Cathedral Shrine (Tavernacle), which was considered indestructible if not Kelvin's Great Sickle, wrapped only in mystic cougar teeth. Adjusting the size of the junction is difficult to navigate, and skilled techniques are required. It is a particularly difficult S-grade equivalent junction that I used this time. It was a move because of the extraordinary gift of talent and effort, such as wrapping it around the shape of the fangs. But once embodied, it becomes an indestructible sword that will never be destroyed.

"I see, I see...! Cook Cook, right? I'll admit it, you're soldiers! It's not very popular, but I'll let you use my hands, too!

The third of Vegarzeld glows suspiciously, and a similar glow swirls out in the four fists.

"Morphological Liberation (Trans.) Huh!