Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Lesson 83: Extra Things

Hey, what is this?!

The knife Mireia gave me is a terrible thing.

The knife was wrapped around something like a giant black flame along its full body......

The length is about the full length and the spear, but the center of gravity and weight are not the same as when you have a knife.

A subspecies of the Magic Sword, huh?

And even though the consumption of magic is insignificant, this shocking power.

Even my enchanted and struggling Warcraft soldier becomes two without bitterness.

An onslaught from the advantages of reach and power, the enemy formations that were surrounding him were instantly destroyed.

"Don't loosen the siege, if the magic runs out, you can win!

It flew from afar.

Well, yeah, I guess he's right.

Now I am able to move with help from mysterious powers, but again soon the limits will come.

At least the stamina is about to run out and I can't help my legs.

He's cutting and flying the guy who jumped into the detour, but that'll be the only time now, too.

If we get attacked in formation, there shouldn't be one.

It took shape as soon as possible.

It is glued and the target does not attempt to attack it either.

It just narrows the siege with jitters.

Shit, you got a good lead. Cancer.

I managed to make a breakthrough...

Chilean

Chilean

The sound of a bell.

I can hear it from behind me.

In the middle of a fight like this?

It's not an enemy signal, is it?

The Granniers are flattered, too.

Turning around, there was a face I found out about.

"You sure... Was it Distr?

"Unnecessary, extra, found"

This is the man with the child I met in Goldina the other day.

He has the special ability to "erase" Gorotsuki from the world in the alley.

Have you not noticed anything about me? I am approaching the Warcraft soldiers straight away.

With intense madness, incomparable with what I once felt.

"Unnecessary, extra, found. Ningen, that's too much power for you."

When the distill waved both hands, a light muscle was created.

It drifts brilliantly, as if he had swam the long sleeves that came out of silk into the universe.

It stinks of blood. It was a fantastic sight not to resemble this occasion.

That light, which was a glimmer at first, gradually increased, and the thousands of trajectories produced became like cocoons of light.

The chunk stretched out as if it were a tentacle of a creature, and began to sweep wide and fierce.

Warcraft soldiers who touched that trajectory of light become grains of light and disperse.

Something to defend, something to offend, something to retreat and try to rebuild your posture.

Everyone was shot into the light muscle, swallowed up, and disappeared.

Brain processing can't keep up with sudden changes in things.

I just had to admire that one-sided violence.

Did this guy help me?

Are you going to turn me off when Grania's finished?

You can't loosen your guard.

Not that the light won't waver at me.

"Alf! I'm here to help!

Except if they say so.

Distol had stopped moving at some point.

No more lumps like a cocoon of light.

... Could it be over?

Looking around, I didn't see a single Warcraft soldier.

Strange silence dominates the battlefield.

Neither me nor Grannia's survival has kept up with our understanding of what happened.

With all that confusion, Distl turned his back on me.

"Over there, there's something extra."

Leaving those words behind, they disappeared toward the city of Registria.