Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

That's how the sight of the valley of spores rises in front of you. I have the impression that only the reproduction of memory, and the sight shown, is quite truly imminent.

"The air or temperature... has changed slightly? No, you're not. This..."

and illumhilt looks around and looks like a surprise face. As Illumhilt is uncomfortable, there is no change in the measurement of the Wiz. The fangonoids answered that question.

"It's a memory reproduction in illusion. The Tree of Wisdom reproduces memories, too, if anything impresses you. If the landscape is the only thing that seems to be remembered, even the one that entered the edge of the eye... but it's a suspicious place to reproduce things that I didn't understand at the time."

"Unlike ours, which transfers memory to the tree of wisdom, memory regeneration of other races tends to mix easily with the subjectivity of our people. It also stimulates and regenerates memories that he has forgotten, so it still seems highly reproducible."

I see. Should I accept that it is not reproducible enough from memory to precise analysis?

Loggi to put up the spear and Volkeor and two other fangonoids to deploy the Magic Circle as a rear guard. Behind them are fangonoids that suppress the severed arms.

It looks slightly out of the center of the valley. Looks like he's here to collect some material, and the scratched fangonoid has a backpack cage on his back, and in circumstance, he's here to collect some herbivorous material for some reason?

"At that time... there was an outbreak of illness in the village of the demonic kingdom. We needed herbs that would be a cure as soon as possible. I knew there was a raid once before, and there were people moving suspiciously around the valley of spores, so I gathered those highly capable of exercising magic even in the valley so that I could leave enough power in both the valley and the gathering squad, and I escorted them as escorts..."

The current loggi explains the situation that way.

Even though there were four fangonoids with some arm with Loggi, they attacked me, that's why.

- Who is it?

and the loggi of the past asks. Confronted - was a figure like a black chunk. Shadows don't answer. I don't respond. I'm just sitting there all loose.

The fangonoid that should have been cut off his arm - at some point that wound was blocked as well.

"How's the wound?

"I don't have a problem with it, but just being connected leaves an obstacle to the fight. I'm dedicated to defending herbs with all my defenses."

"Enough. Then I'll deal with that one. There's no reason to miss the fact that he showed up for something else."

Wrapped up in a refined struggle, Loggi says, without taking his gaze off the raider in front of him.

That's when. I shook my shoulder like a shadow laughed at what was wrong.

No... it's not a shadow. Being that solidifies pitch black to human form as it is, is more correct to call it. Because there was a crack in my mouth that looked like a three-day moon, and I could see sharp fangs lined up there.

"Kuk, kuk. Kukukuku...... giggle, giggle, giggle!

Strange laughter like you can no longer contain laughter.

The next moment, the shadow swells up. Something like a pitch-black spear jumped out of my body. Its tip has a fangy mouth. Should I say black snake? At the same time, Loggi was stepping in with a spear.

"We're fine!

The Volkeor voice on its back. The fangonoids expand the wall of light to play the pitch-black spear that flies toward the rear guard. Loggi did not look back, but was cutting into the raider as he wrapped his fighting glow around the tip of his spear. Large upper section. Raiders who take the blow of a spear that is swung and struck down with stretched nails. A thin arm like a dead tree, but still not losing power to Loggi.

Imminent. At the moment of antagonism, a snake spear flies out of the ground. He stretched it out of his toe and once let it bypass the ground, he made it pop out to skewer the loggia.

Strike it off with a struggling tail. Don't miss a moment when Loggi's posture collapses, and the raider makes something like a wing pop out of his back. Wings - no. It's a mixture of insect wings and bat wings.

Is it like a synthetic beast (chimera) with a human form? Or are you just reproducing your figure like Cadkeus?

I'm not sure about that, but it's weird looks and creepy magic. It seems difficult to analyze magic from this memory because it is the loggia that is closing in close proximity that I am feeling this...

The place of struggle goes into the air. Spears and claw teeth, tails and kicks, snakes and worm jaws intersect, and there the Fangonoids' manipulative magic slaves fly.

The collaboration between the fangonoids and the loggia is not perfect, but it is still possible to shoot backup, such as turning down an exit route and hunting it down. Did you see that, my arms grow even more from the side of the raider? This too... Mixed the arms of other races, with such inconsistencies.

Magic circles flash on newly grown arms. Perhaps - the sort of summoning technique. A chunk of something fell on the ground from the magic formation, leaping straight to the fangonoids.

Goblins, oaks, trolls, and so on, are said to be barbarians in the demonic world. However, it is clear that there are deep wounds engraved on the body, that the body is corrupt, and that none of this is already alive. The kind of necromancy...

"Until such an evil law......!

Are the Fangonoids bad at aerial warfare even if magic can be used, intercepting looming undead on the ground? He jumped at me. Strike it down with a fist of rock flying off the ground, build a stone wall and barrage it with a magic slave.

Necromancer for summoning. It has strange properties as well as magic techniques.

Such a battle between raiders and loggias increases in intensity in the air. The glow of Loggi's wrapped struggle draws its tail, clashing with the raider's black aura and scattering sparks.

Struggling spears and abnormal claw teeth intersect and are bounced off. Spikes of struggle become light bullets, and the shaken nail strike creates a fracture and fires at each other. Scratch, bump into each other Logi and Raiders.

When away from the meeting. The entire body of the raider changes and penetrates like a spinning mushroom. It sounds like scraping metal that cripples seizures with a spark and takes it in a spear pattern. Even though the jumping loggi's knee kick targeted the raider from the side, he ate the blow properly and was blown away, and the raider had nothing like it.

Still - Loggi is unshakeable. The life response in the body is increasing, little by little, even as the whole body becomes more struggling and disguised. Brace, dragonian trump card. I'm watching a decent slap at it.

But it never let go. Because when the raiders laughed like the Three Suns and Moons again, they jumped back a lot. Standing on a tall tree with thin legs and scattering black mist all around him, he jumps from branch to branch and falls backwards.

That - Loggi didn't follow. Raiders have plenty of leeway.

If they used their mobility to get in the run, it would be because they were visible that they would be separated from the fangonoids that were to be escorted. Break it up. Or if you're dealing with necromancy, like taking in the abilities of other organisms, you can also look at the possibility that you changed your goal to loggia.

Fangonoids and loggis. Whichever is the purpose, the opponent decided by a large majority that the bone would break to fulfill the main body, so he struck out in another hand?

Even if the raiders were invisible, Loggi couldn't help but lift his temper... eventually unloading his weapon and descending to the ground.

The undead carried out by the Raiders were defeated without the Fangonoids remaining. The techniques used by the Fangonoids were also diverse, and they seemed to possess soil magic, fire magic, water magic and various means to counter them.

"Immortals less complete than the skill of summoning...... You're in the middle of research, or you're buying up some disposable time."

"Again, retreat would be... kind of inviting or positive. You should stay alert and return to the centre of the valley early. Honestly, I don't know the bottom of it."

Loggi nods when he sees his own scratched scales in Bolkeor's words. I have scratched dragonian scales reinforced by struggle. The ability to kill is sufficient.

So, there, the sight of the phantom turns away.

"... you do know why to be vigilant."

Stephania frowns. The look on everyone's face also said I agree.

"After this, it's creepy that you're lurking and your behavior is on fire. Is this the main body, or is it just my servant's magical creature? Do you have any other company? I'm not even sure about that. All I know is that I'm after Fangonoids, and I have high combat skills and some nasty magic skills. It would be more accurate to say that he wanted to turn down his grief than to go after the killer."

said Queen Meggiastra.

"If I had been settled on that occasion, and... impudent"

Loggi closes his eyes and bows his head.

"No. It's not a mistake not to lose sight of purpose and not to go deep, and I highly value its calm. As a result, it did not harm the Fangonoids or the Tree of Wisdom."

"Sure. It wasn't surprising that I had anything other than the hand tag I showed you at this time."

I agree with Queen Meggiastra. If I give it time, I don't know how it feels to be loggy just because there is an atmosphere that seems to increase in danger as much as I have given it.

"Oh, and I know there's more to lurking in the city than being shown the nature of other races, and we need to be vigilant."

Ashley also frowns. Right. I guess that's why we built the protection in the crystal sphere.

And... the whereabouts of the raiders after this are unknown? I guess that means I knew I was going to be on guard and I was lurking. Are you working on some kind of plan, or are you waiting for most of it to cool off? There's a lot I don't know, but whatever it is, it's someone I'm not alarmed about.