Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

Because you unleashed advanced magic with your bare hands from a circulating state?

There's a little blood dripping from my left hand - well, there won't be any problems.

More than that.

I look up at the demon man floating in the air staring at me.

Seems like you've been rambling on your own for a long time, and I don't quite like it. I don't like it, but that's why I should go to jail calmly and securely. When I talked to Maurice, I almost failed because of the passion.

Even though they are the same demons as my mother's, they are not my mother's enemies.

Five years ago. Because my mother defeated the king of death and sleep, who scattered the plague.

"... you laugh. Sounds like you're proud to be able to use powerful magic."

The woman-shaped demon looked at this one hatefully while still floating in the air, but eventually had a gentle grin.

"Are you thinking that if you use strong magic, you can beat the devil? Because this is the kid."

The demon remains floating in the universe, circling the surroundings of his body like a black jaw rising from his whole body.

I know what he's trying to say. Being able to fly freely is just because that makes it a powerful advantage. In contrast, the magic for human-usable flight is levitation.

You know this is magic that lets objects float, but it's like it's not for battle. Comparable to the magic of a demon's flight.

No matter how powerful magic may be on your hand, it makes no sense if you can't hit it. Advanced magic that makes the moment of activation easy to find out is scary or irrelevant. That's why.

Then if you ask me if it is less than or equal to intermediate magic, then the demon's temper to wrap around it becomes a problem. The identity is a substitute for negative magic. It attenuates normal magic and, if touched, erodes the body of the creature.

Neither physical stubbornness nor physical ability are normal human ratios in the first place. There will be no shaking with a few bullets.

But - so what is it?

"I know about demons without you having to tell me something. Let's get started."

When he set up his magic wand and said so, the demon frowned for a moment, then peeled his fangs with a ripped mouth to his ear.

"He's a kid who hasn't got a mouthful. I'll decide what's in it alive and stuff it out of your mouth."

I flew wide to the right as if to signal the word. The cobblestone that stood until just now, momentarily delayed by a blink, is crushed. What the demon has unleashed is a bullet of anger.

Because qi itself attenuates magic, it has the characteristic of being magically resistant to shooting with ordinary magic.

He released a bullet while maintaining a constant distance from me. Fly right to the left and roll down the ground. Avoid air bombs that are released without cutting. I guess you know that's sorcerer killing.

Respond with a fireball to sew a gap in the bullet, but don't avoid it over there. I hit it straight and it inflamed, but I don't think I can take it down with that. Because in magical flames, the streets of heat are one thing now. But I'm blind. I immediately stepped forward and packed the distance.

A demon shows himself with an extra grin from under the blast.

"Nah, magic doesn't work! Keep crawling around the ground, you garbage bug!

The demon sprinkles a bullet in a fan form from his left hand. Every one of them has the destructive power to kill humans.

And deviant shooting. The firing is in order, but the bullet speeds are different from one another. The timing of all the landings on the ground came at the same time.

Activate the Levitation and fly up into the air. Did the demon convince himself of the must win or distorted the edges of his lips. On his right hand is a mass of anger.

When I shook him around and shook him through - he turned his temper into a big blade and shook away where I was. Perfectly. Totally. It was the timing and speed that could not be avoided in the Levitation.

"-Oh!?

But I'm not there. He's changing his behavior in the air and diving in. The demon has lost sight of me by shaking out his temper like a giant blade.

My knee kick, which concentrated the magic worked out there in circulation, pierced his side of the head.

of the magic cycle. That is not the same quality as normal magic. To be a mixture of magic and life energy, I can't attenuate the demon's temper, and I can't erode my body.

"Hey!?

The demon eats bubbles and tries to get away from me, but kicks in the air and chases him away.

It flushed backwards with a magic shield that let the released air bomb unfold on his left hand, fleshing intact without a moment of starch. It's my time.

A demon with his eyes wide open receives my rolling magic wand with his nails stretched out.

"Aerial - scaffolding!? This guy, what...?"

In the first place. I didn't say I couldn't have an air war.

Magic circles unfold on my soles and back. From there, it's the elementary magic shields and airblasts that are meticulously controlled and activated only for a moment.

Combined with a levitation that floats your body, you can use the shield as a scaffold or use an air blast to gain propulsion like a booster.

In this way it was the top players in the BFO who had gained free manoeuvrability in the air and allowed 3D combat in the air.

The great thing about BFO operations has been that they have prepared additional items, martial arts, etc. as possible besides magic jobs, without modifying the tech developed on the player's side - but apparently no one is doing this to see the demon react.

"Unbelievable! Like humans are controlling three magics at the same time!?

What the hell are the three or four types of junior magic?

His nails are wielded.

Take a cane slaughter trying to mow this one's life.

A sharp nail passed right next to his face. It's closed to slice the head, and it's done by inserting a cane.

Jump up the reverse end of the wand from the bottom. A piece of skin. I plundered the flank of a deviant demon at the edge of the line. I won't let you go in time. Keep pushing it off.

Shake, pay, receive, flush, poke. Cut and bounced.

In one unforgivable instant exchange of life - I was probably laughing.

I can't help but be happy. This is how you have the power to fight the demon in front of you.

But it's still not enough. Not enough at all. Power, speed, moves.

More. More. More power...!

Every time his claws and my magic wand bump into each other, it sounds like a snarl. It intersects in the air and cuts it together multiple times so that it is intertwined. It won't last very long with this wand...

"Ha!

I guess he didn't feel the need to drill because he was a superior species. Melee combat practice is sweet. Left to the right. He was hit in the head with the tip of a wand that scratched the nail he tried to receive, and the demon was heavily bounced off with a blow of a wand with plenty of magic on its dovetail. Unlike me, flying magic doesn't support my body in the air.

Ants are about to be shattered by a blow - but it's not a decision hit. I can still say that the endurance of demons is phenomenal.

But that's what I expected. I won't give you time to rebuild your attitude. I kick right into the air and chase him. Top to bottom. Kick it off at your disposal.

I get slapped on the ground and roll.

but for sure - for sure. I am not willing to add my hand or pity to the demon opponent. Because as long as the magician is conscious, he can manipulate his temper as long as he lives, just as he can organize the procedure. I'm not even the kind of person who can squeeze information alive.

The wand seems to have its limits already, and this is neat and disposable (...). The magic circle covers the magic wand, from the gripped area to both ends.

"Bullshit."

"If you guys tell me, I'm done."

Me and him - I was laughing.

"Wear it."

With the wand as the central axis, a vortex of wind occurs that houses magic. of a helical storm, concentrating its pressure on one point of the tip.

Class 7 wind magic Voltex Lancer. From just above the demon man, he throws a cane wrapped around a tornado.

It was not of different dimensions, and was sucked in by hanging it in the middle of the demon's chest.

A storm bursting at one point, at the last moment, spreads like a ring to scowl the entire square. Later what remained was the figure of a demon lying in a big hole in the chest on every ground of the square.