Former General Is Undead Knight

A white light sphere floating around Arante left him, slightly distanced, and at the same time began to emit violet electricity to his surroundings.

The spheres of light manipulate the surrounding heat, creating ionizing gases and manipulating them freely.

The lines of purple thunder are intricately intertwined and take shape.

Five plasma beasts appeared, accompanied by spheres of light to the heart.

Five plasma beasts bark their necks toward heaven.

"... Ever since you got here, you've seen magic once. I see. Is that your point?"

Lambert recalls having seen thermal ionization magic for the first time since entering Viscount Lagard territory.

He is the old magician Jildome Gileinas, who came to dispose of Lambert, who was exploring the Viscount Lagard territory.

Think of it, he was intoxicated by someone in the land.

Lambert thought that he knew who Al Ante was, that he might have been one of the few magicians.

"... Thermal Ionization Magic, who are you, Tesla Goz? I never looked at each other in person in those days... but I was asking the famous sorcerer for his name as a rare personality. But I didn't know he was such an inferior character dwarf. Rumors are untrue."

Arante wrinkles deeply around his forehead, and opens his eyes wide, staring at Lambert with his gaze.

In that face, there is no shadow of the face of the earliest honorable man.

Neither did Lambert anticipate that Arante would expose his emotions so far.

"What an outrage to identify me with such a fool! Eat and kill, my hound!

Alante barks.

Five violet beasts head to Lambert.

Alante himself floats a new light sphere at the tip of his hand, while rushing to Lambert.

Lambert waves a great sword with a great wave, cutting off the beast of purple electricity from nucleus to nucleus.

As one, and as one, feeds on the great sword, the nucleus rips, disperses and disappears.

But the third body, the torn purple electricity soon formed its original shape, opening its big mouth and flying to Lambert.

Alante was daring to make a difference to the mana hung on the plasma beast.

There are also reasons why if you always do your best to use magic, you will be at a disadvantage when it comes to a long battle, but the implications are significant so that Lambert is not used to dealing with it.

Originally, this beast, a plasma body, had great resistance to physical damage.

In addition, the power of the Great Sword was slightly diminished because of the continuous slaying of the third body.

as a result of their overlapping.

"Ha!

Against the plasma beast that followed him, Lambert glanced forward greatly and went to hit him from himself.

Demonic gold (organ) armor, which has great resistance to witchcraft, jumped the plasma beast.

The beast falls to the ground, strikes a flank and rolls down the ground.

"You moved like no other. Look, there's a gap."

One hot ball was floating in Arante's hand as he flew up.

However, it was slightly larger than what was at the core of the plasma body pseudo life form (homunculus), accompanied by a suspicious glow.

At that moment, Lambert checked Al Ante's eyes and tried to guess his aim.

The Battle Survey of the Rambales of War only saw the face of the opponent, allowing him to decipher more or less his aim, no matter how cleverly disguised it was.

Neither is the number that corresponded to the magician's first sight, once or twice.

But if he tried to explore the inside again, Alante's eyes, his face, were too human apart.

From what Lambert saw, it was called a move that ignored odd human instincts, and Al Ante already had very little sense of being human.

Lambert switched the angle and jumped straight to the side as he struck the plasma beast in order to escape the scene while removing Alante's aim.

A bunch of purple light is emitted from the sphere that floats in the hands of Alante.

Until earlier, Lambert struck out beautifully through the ground of the coordinates with his face, wearing a large hole with ease.

The unity of the plasma beast involved had disappeared without a trace.

The moment the beam of light was emitted, it could not be captured through a lambale.

When a choice is shot at a narrowed gap, there is no other way to avoid it than to read and win a run with Alante, as it is now.

On both sides of Arante stand the two remaining plasma beasts.

"Huhu... That's all I can see as a former Four Demons General. I've spent 200 years polishing my magic, and there are others who are against me. Let me tell you something good, I'm the strongest of the Eight Sages."

That's what Arante said, making a strange laugh like a demon.

"... tougher than I thought. I thought I could move a little more sparingly."

Alante, who heard Lambert whine, seeps black rage into his face again.

"Hung, give me a clear strength..."

"With that being said, you still didn't seem to be Teslagoz."

Lambert says, so as to block the words of Arante.

"In retrospect, your disciple-like Jill Dome called the thunderous pseudo life form (Homunculus) still in the process of being studied. If the inventor Teslagoz had lived, he would not have had the crude result of being incomplete after two hundred years."

The plasma hound Tindalos, although also used in the War of the Unification of the Eight Kingdoms, did not possess enough intelligence to ripen complex directives.

In addition, the mana was severely depleted and the occasions when it could be used were quite limited.

There were other occasions when unexplained sorcerers' unintended behavior was taken, and that was when the original and brilliant sorcerer was attacked by his own demon dog and died accidentally.

Teslagoz was studying this magic improvement, but he was assassinated before he could fulfill it, losing his life before Lambert.

Stable use can be made up for poor fuel consumption with a huge amount of mana, combined with high out-of-digit physical abilities, like a monster like Alante.

No matter how good the other magicians were, the risk of sudden mana run-off and accidental death by a runaway demon dog comes with them.

Assuming Teslagoz was alive, he would not have imitated a plasma pseudo life form (homunculus) in the zildome to zero as incomplete.

"You are nothing but a clown, who after two hundred years can only play frogga and carry it as his trump card without improving incomplete thermal ionization magic. At this rate... I wonder if I even know your name."

"Hahahahaha! That's pathetic! What is the last thing you do, an undisputed provocation! As you are dubbed the most powerful swordsman, this one of us, the sorcerer, will tell you! Lambert, you look great with loser bullshit!

The skin all over Alante's body breaks and rolls, and blood begins to seep out all over his body.

The body hasn't caught up to the enormous amount of mana.

"Hot ball, stay in my hands!

In addition to the two remaining demon dogs from earlier, five new demon dogs appear to surround Arante.

Then Arante raises his left hand to heaven.

At the end of his hand lived a giant light sphere that emitted a spooky light.

"I am most angry with a fool like you, who speaks of the pride of our magicians without knowing or knowing. Though it was a discarded dialogue at death, its unusual provocation seems expensive."