Dream Life

The battle against the enemies of the gods went into a war of attrition.

He also defeats his enemies, the Land Dragon (Land Dragon), the First Giant (Cyclops), the Four Handed Bear (Four Arms Bear), and the Great Demon (Greater Demon).

Three second-degree equivalent demons have achieved third-degree equivalent demons and, normally, a great victory.

But the price was huge.

Nine of the twenty-six members of the Lockhart family have been heavily damaged and rendered incapable of combat.

Sharon has lost consciousness after undergoing magic, and Byron Seedorf is in an unknown state of life and death after sheltering his grandfather and undergoing the magic of an enemy leader, a winged demon-like man.

Not only is a third of my power incapable of combat, but my magic, which was a trump card, is also sealed.

Fortunately, veterans like my grandfather and Walt are alive and well, and if we can draw them into an underground fortress, there is still a chance that they will win.

But there is no such thing as a pitch-black demon tribe that the greatest enemy, hero Govan, fears. It's more dangerous for one of those guys than starting a winged demon-like man on this scene and combining ground dragons and cyclops.

Think of it that way, if you continue the war of attrition like this, the moment you challenge the leader of the enemy, you will be wiped out.

I changed the operation to get a final victory. We decided to buy some time to rescue the wounded and prepare for the final showdown.

As I drew my sword of love to my hand, I said, "There's no point in hitting it!," he provokes, and comes forward with demonic fighting.

Whether the enemy is not good at strategic thinking or simply still insulting us, he has been on the provocation.

The head releases magic in a way that includes frustration.

Magic is just a dark arrow (dark arrow), but it doesn't seem the way it looks. I believe it has some special effect.

It shoots at intervals of about one shot per second without chanting its magic. That's why I can't stop sweating cold.

The first series of shots, about twenty rounds, were deflected in a critical manner, but the pressure has already lifted my breath.

Plus the demons are starting to target me, and I can't even get distracted after the shooting is over.

In about ten seconds, the magic of the head begins again. His Magic Power (MP) holdings are enormous, and despite all that powerful magic, they come in a row without even showing a tired bareback.

(How much magic do you have?... We still need about five minutes for everyone to escape underground. If I keep getting shot at at this rate, one of these days I'm gonna hit it...... I wish Liddy or Sharon would tow it on me, but I can't expect it now. I might have packed this...)

Hector is the only one who provides my cover, but just adds an attack to the demon to the extent of harassment, which has little effect.

Still, to buy some time, provoke enemies.

"My name is Zacharias! I can't even hit the naive magic of bats! Let me show you some real magic!

After shouting so, he casts a spell as he runs.

"God of Fire (Ignis), who commands fire. I do not seek the fierce flame of your family, the Spirit, and I do not give you the power of my life. Burn down my enemies! Fire Cannon!"

The selected magic is Fire Cannon. This is the same name as the magic I made as soon as I got into college, but improvements have been made.

Unleash the magic against the demon.

Far faster than the enemy's dark arrow (Dark Arrow), a flaming shell heads for the demon that flies.

About ten meters in front of the demon, the shell could play with the roar. And then it became a myriad of fragments and attacked the demon.

Demons can't even react to unfolding too fast to eat magic. The bat wings became rattled, and more than a dozen fragments hit and crashed into the body as well.

The head of the enemy has also forgotten to unleash magic on the sight. Some of the fragments were also headed towards him, plundering his cheeks.

This magic is an anti-aircraft gun. The image explodes in front of the enemy with a melee automatic tube and is created to spread flame fragments radially.

Due to the lack of tracking function, it is difficult to use, but effective magic for flying types where the wings are weak points. It can also be used to threaten people like this one because it looks flashy.

I didn't use it until now because it consumes more magic than swallow-winged blades (swallow cutters), and because it is not a tracking type, it is inferior to certainty. By shooting this magic, my MP is interrupting 30%.

Because I plucked it on my cheek, or my head was like, "You! screaming and lifting."

I provoke more enemies.

"I named this one. Or no name? I thought you were a wing demon, but you seemed like a junior demon who couldn't even give you a name!

Even more intense in my words.

"You fool me! Give the souvenir of death to my Lord, and teach him his name! My name is Ashtal! It is Ashtal the Demon General!

A demon general named Ashtal suddenly stopped moving. And the power of the Spirit is well sucked into his body.

That power belonged not only to the power of the Spirit of Darkness, but to all his attributes, and it felt like colorful spirits were dancing to me too, when I couldn't see the Spirit.

And so much light that you can't keep your eyes open illuminates your surroundings.

Feel dangerous and hide yourself in a nearby rock.

In about five seconds, the light begins to subside.

Instincts are screaming that it's dangerous to be on this spot, ignoring sniping from above and running out at all costs.

Shortly afterwards, he said, "Think of my power!" The voice of Ashtal echoes.

I feel killer and use demon fighting to jump to the right.

A black shadow passed where I was. It went about thirty meters and it stopped moving. It was Ashtal himself with a huge sword who was there.

Ashtal, but his appearance had changed dramatically since then.

The word "luxury" seemed to suit me, although I used to be tall.

But now I can't play the black jacket I was wearing, exposing my muscular body like a bodybuilder.

He was also about one hundred and eighty centimeters tall until then, but he had grown more than fifty centimeters and his human face had also turned into something fierce like a demon.

And it makes me feel the power commensurate with its appearance, and it makes me tremble naturally.

"Shit I transformed..." I squeal.

(No way, it's just a second form or something...)

I'm about to escape reality by too much difference in power.

"You'll pay for the sin of fooling me. I'll make it an offering, so I can't kill you. Hahaha!"

Whether the spirit was exalted or an indication of spare time, he was leaking that he was going to capture me.

"Let me tell you that the difference in physical ability is not the decisive difference in battle power!

I was under so much pressure that I couldn't move without tapping such a light mouth.

Ashtal is better in pure power than Vlad Varonos, king of the undead, who fought before. Naturally, you can't win with a single hit, and even with the help of your grandfathers, your chances of winning are extremely low.

But I don't feel more scared than I did when Vlad.

First of all, it is significant to find out that the enemy is a Demon General (Ark Demon). Unlike unknown enemies like Vlad, there is uncertain but enemy information. Because we still have a legacy of crusading the Demon General, and we find that he is not an enemy we can never defeat.

There were other things Vlad lacked called emotions, but Ashtal has feelings close to people, and there are gaps to put in.

"Bullshit!" he unleashed his magic with a mockery.

Surprised to unleash magic without gathering the power of the Spirit and without any preliminary motion, the reaction is slightly delayed.

Though he dodged aggressively, a pitch-black arrow plundered his left arm.

I screamed unknowingly. The moment the arrows plundered, the whole body was struck by an electric shock.

I thought it wasn't just a dark arrow, but it was more powerful than I expected.

After poking one knee, use the sword as a cane to prevent it from falling. But the power fell out, and I had to slowly fall forward. If the next attack comes in this situation, it will end on the spot.

"Not as much as my mouth," he mocked,

"Capture him before he can move!" and commanded the devil.

Exhale a breath of relief, distorting his face in pain. The stuffing was as sweet as I expected and I definitely didn't take it until I couldn't fight it.

Think in his shoes, it's not so weird.

I have “mental endurance” skills and a high level of mental strength status. Without any of that, I could have remained conscious.

It was magic with so much powerful mental aggression.

While falling, secretly use Light Attribute Magic State Recovery (Recovery).

My body's paralysis gradually took off and I was able to move quickly. And follow Ashtal's movements with his eyes.

Convinced he'd powerless me, Ashtal was turning his back on me to see his grandfathers trying to escape into the basement.

I would have liked to recover a little bit before moving, but you have to get my attention before you attack my grandfathers.

Throw a Kunai-shaped dagger at an approaching demon.

The dagger pierced the demon's chest, exhaled ghoulishly, then scratched his chest and fell.

You heard the sound, Ashtal looks back.

"I didn't know you could still move," he said with an extra look, then raised his right hand and tried to unleash magic at me again.

The distance from him is about twenty meters. It's closer than just now, but not at an inevitable rate if you're not even alarmed.

Ashtal unleashed his magic.

Aim at my torso, they'll shoot me in a row.

The aim was precise. I will avoid all of that with minimal movement.

I force him to act in order to make him more aggressive.

"It's precise magic. Therefore, it is easy to predict"

I smile because I can't afford it, but I don't let them calm down. The image is, of course, a space century guerrilla shop.

It still worked.

"Why don't you hit it! screams," and unleashes more magic.

But avoiding all of that, Ashtal said, "I won't allow it!," he said, slamming into it.

He waves a giant sword about a hundred and fifty centimeters across the blade with one right hand while flying in at high speed.

If you take it properly, you will definitely blow it up, so use demon fighting to jump over it.

Ashtal couldn't keep up with the move and said, "What!" I scream and pass by.

Throw a kunai on its back and hit it on its back. However, Kunai, made of Ars steel, was only slightly scratched on the skin and bounced off.

(What stiffness! But I could scratch it. Then we have a chance!

Decide to turn forward and land. And set up a magic sword with the intention of intercepting him if he comes slashing me again.

"You! Think the price for scratching me is huge!

When I yell like that, I rise and stop in the air, staring at this one. Looks like he's going to switch to a magic attack again.

Behind me is where my grandfathers are trying to get into the basement, and I need to earn a few more seconds.

"Hector, shoot down the demon as you step back!

I give orders to Hector, who's shooting arrows at the end of the day, and I start to fall back giddy, too. Provoke Ashtal not to be noticed about it.

"If you want to unleash magic, do as you please! I was struck by surprise earlier, but now I'll try to avoid whatever magic it is!

If you are brought into a melee, it is difficult to escape, but it is possible to head to the entrance while avoiding for a minute to be shot from a distance. It's even more provocative so that he doesn't regain his cool.

"You're not moving as freely as my magic! It's just a third class with a lot of magic!

Track-type magic is unusual in this world. This time it was used by the demons, but they were poked at the intention as if they had never seen it before and were not able to cope. I mean, it's unusual magic for them, too.

Also, a magician like Ashtal has never used tracked magic before. Which means he can't use the tracking type either.

Poke that point and stir his anger at the low boiling point. To activate magic that is insane in anger and destructive, that is, time-consuming.

"Then try it with that!

Ashtal holds his right hand high and creates a pitch-black sphere.

Something that was about thirty centimes at first eventually swells up to about two meters, whirling with disastrous force.

In the meantime, I will also distance myself from Jirijiri.

You're no longer willing to capture me, Ashtal said, "Die!," he exclaimed, throwing magic at him.

I was running out during that futile scream.

Still, it was only about thirty meters away, and right after it ran out, it landed where I was and exploded.

A vast amount of energy is released and the air expands all at once. The blast will blow me away, but I was jumping myself just before the blast arrived, so it's not as shocking as I thought.

Still, it was blown up to about three meters high, and it was flown at a distance of about ten meters. I was flown more than I thought, but I succeeded in killing momentum and cutting through intact by rolling a few times when landing.

The blast winds up dust and blocks vision.

I'm anticipating this situation, and my figure should have disappeared from Ashtal's gaze. That's what I think, running out all at once for the basement.

At a distance of about thirty meters. It's a few seconds away.

At the entrance to the basement, three men, Hector and Guy and Dan, stood bowed and waited.

"Dear Zach, it's dangerous!" Dan exclaims.

The three of them released arrows to my left and right simultaneously.

Though it was a dead end from Ashtal, it was well visible from the demons who were flying around it, and it seemed like they were trying to unleash the magic of letting me escape.

Quickly send your gaze behind you and be alert to magic. By three arrows the two demons gave up their magic, but the one on the left had already unleashed their magic.

The magic unleashed is inevitable with dark arrows.

I felt a shock on my back.

However, no significant damage was done to the extent of the mellow. Black Dragon armor reinforced with Mithril prevented the Dark Arrow.

"Everybody, evacuate!" He jumps into the basement entrance, screaming.

Shortly after I jumped into the tunnel section, the blast struck again. Looks like Ashtal unleashed his magic again when he realized I was intact.

One hair at a time, he succeeds in evacuating and is about to lose his mind, but tightens his mind and heads back with his fast feet.

"Are you all right?" Dan asked with an anxious look.

"No problem. What about the wounded?

Dan clouds his face when I ask him.

"Mr. Byron is the weight...... and Mr. Enos and Sid, plus Sharon is not unconscious either. Lydia tells me it has a special effect on the magic of the Demon Clan..."

All I could say was, "Well..."