Gate of Amitilicia Online

"Rah!

My fist slapped the Demon's jaw. Turning back, the demon clan collapses while spreading the gas that seems to be distracting.

About forty minutes have passed since the battle began, but the demons in the city have not been able to be driven away.

The reason is, I can't hold back. They attack non-combatants as a priority. And that seems to take precedence unless someone attacks you directly. So in order to hold them back, you said Hate in this hand game, or you need to point it at combat personnel.

But they go through people who can fight like that. Some guys jump over hedges, sometimes climb the building walls forcefully, smash through windows and walls and attack residents hiding inside. Instead of focusing on one more spot, each strikes a separate spot. It doesn't necessarily strike from nearby, but it also ignores the nearest shelter and goes further into the back of the city.

Once hostile, it can be anything, but there is a limit to how many opponents you can have at once. For example, if a guy who is good at throwing knives hits more than one attack for now, the Demons will push at it all together. Even if someone else intercepts him in a way that protects him, he will be crushed if the number and timing of attractions are incorrect.

If this is a party that we can work out well together, we may be able to do something about it, but it's mostly prostitutes who are turning to defense in the city. Some of it means that even if I have a real job, I can't do anything I can't.

In the first place, it seems that GAO doesn't have the skills to make Hate point, that there are in other games. Where it was, it's people called wall jobs and tankers who use that kind of thing, and the last thing that would be ravaged if they used it poorly because of the influence within a certain range is the information we got from the players who joined us once along the way.

The fortunate thing about being unhappy would be that the number of devils that are trespassing is clearly lower than the devils that are rampant outside. That said, it can be quite cumbersome in itself to capture demonic tribes that are dispersed and interested in killing. Especially if he walks into a building once, it's troublesome because in some cases he pulls out a wall and moves to another building. It is disastrous that we are tightening the door tight, and when they break in like that, the residents lose their escape, and those who go to help are not allowed inside, and they end up being exhausted.

Even if I use [Signal Detection], I can't tell what a resident and what a demon is on my level. Find where multiple signs disappear one after the other, find and follow the remaining signs trying to move somewhere. Or I have no choice but to check the guy moving alone from one end to the other.

"Damn, I don't know what you're doing!

I stumbled upon the demon clan that came out of the building, and I threw a piece of wood at him. It's not as damaging as it sounds, but I can draw your attention to it. I can't help but be in a hurry. We just have to build up what we can do.

My own style against the Demons has been confirmed. A one-on-one attack in a technical sense. If the attack is also focused on the head, it can be defeated in around ten shots. So I'm going to repeat that... I don't know if it's going to fit medium or fused.

I almost finished it again with a good pattern of work. This is the seventh since we got down to the city. I want to believe that I have made quite a contribution. But it's a weird story that the players who are supposed to be higher level than me seem to be struggling. No, it's probably a matter of weapon compatibility. Looks like blunt weapon attacks such as Mace and Flail are working according to prior information. Players who use swords and spears mourned that damage would not pass on top of a fast decrease in the endurance value of the weapon.

Explore the surroundings with [Signal perception]. No response. My skills don't allow me to grasp the wide range… I go a little further and explore my surroundings repeatedly.

By the way, I'm on my own right now. It's not like we can work with others without defenses that can be walls. It is therefore dedicated to the pursuit of scattered demons who cannot be followed in the defense forces.

"Hold on, I didn't know this was going to happen..."

Make it sound and blur as you run in search of the Demon Clan.

Originally, having gained experience in interpersonal matches, and the Awabari prizes and side awards, what a light-hearted way to participate in a martial arts festival, it is now a bloody war. Besides, being a bad tactic, the damage to people who are not involved in the fight is enormous.

The reason I'm playing this game is because of the taste... but if I don't do something about the Demons, I won't even enjoy it. Ainfast has people to take care of.

So here we are exactly crushing the Demons! And back to the usual style of hunting and dining play!

"And for that... eh"

To the scream I heard for a moment, I'm on my way.

An hour has passed since the war began. Fighting is still ongoing. And the war situation is getting worse. A second formation of the weak, preferred demons has broken into the city. I don't know if it wasn't all of that that I've invaded first, or if there are individuals who would command that, but that's expanding the damage to the city. Even though the number is smaller than last time, the interception has not been successful either, as defensive combat forces are decreasing. Players who have been logged in since the start of the defense battle have also joined us, but it is hard to say that players who are logged in to Einfast are first class. Because it's normal that the top offense has already advanced to Dread. Players who come back prepared for big spending, they won't be.

The outside also remains harsh. Some of the North Gate Defense Forces are being put in there. Probably the same goes for the troops at the south gate.

"Hey, are you okay...?

"That's pretty tough..."

Speak to the man of the player who has been rendezvous along the way and acting with him for a while. Just now, the one who had the demon clan, managed to squeeze out his voice as he leaned against the wall of the house to try to get his rough breathing done.

"Stamina is the limit... we have to put in a break to fight properly..."

The stamina value in the status is the parameter involved in the player's continuous behavior. When you act, it decreases, and when you rest, you recover. When this value reaches 0, a negative correction enters the behavior. If you work hard, that's all the decline is fast. The same is true even with Arts. Normally for what you're fighting on the field, you can easily recover if you pinch a break after a battle, so yes, the stamina runs out, but this time things are just happening, and more players can't afford to recover.

Or I feel the stamina is recovering slower, and I feel more worn out than usual. Perhaps there is some influence of temper.

I have a stamina potion, but I didn't have enough stock to give it away when I thought about what was ahead. When this defense battle is over, I decide to keep it more productive.

"Once you get back to Central Square, you better. You don't know when the Demons will attack you if you rest here, and you'll get stamina potion supplies over there."

"Oh...... sorry to go back once. You be careful, too."

Away from the wall, the man left. Currently, Central Square is like a field hospital. Treatment and replenishment were available there.

No, you forgot to ask me your name, player. I couldn't even afford that, though. Well, suppose this one moves too?

During this defense, I gained a new [hearing enhancement]. [Signal perception] Because I wanted any information to perceive it, beyond just not being able to grasp the demonic movement. So as it stands, there is only about sound and voice.

Fortunately, I grasped the footsteps of the Demons, so I didn't have to rely solely on screaming and destroying sounds.

"Hmm...?

So I leaned my neck against this sound. It is not the footsteps of the devil clan. It's not like people's either. Would it be a horse if it were to be compared? But there shouldn't be any cavalry around here... is there a horse straying away from one of them?

The sound you hear is at the end of the alley. I headed over there to find out who I was, and I stepped out of the alley into the street.

"... hey..."

That wasn't a horse. Demons. It just wasn't normal. Fusion type.

Bipedal walking is no different, but its head is that of a deer, not a wolf. He's taller than his normal shape, about two meters. My hands remain hooves but they are about twice as big as they should be and they are wet in blood. Is the body a deer? If this was a stag, I guess it would have been a horn or something.

The Deer Demons turned around. Wolf-like fangs peek through his open mouth. Well, I've never fought a fusion before, but what's this guy doing?

"Become!?

The Deer Demons disappeared, that's what they looked like. It was as fast as that. The Deer Demons kicked and jumped on the ground and in an instant hit me from over the head.

I jump backwards. The hooves of the Deer Demons were slammed straight onto the stone floor, crushing it. What a power...... assuming a normal shaped nail is a sharp blade, this guy's hoof is a blunt instrument. If you get hit in the head with something like that, don't be like a dropped egg...

Now I'll set it up here. [Magic Strike] is activated.

Roll out your right fist. The Deer Demons took it with their left hoof. Gauntlet and hoof collided and made quite a noise. What, I thought this was usually a demonic body, but this is not the ratio!?

Shh, and the eyes of the Deer Demons narrowed. beeping and fangs. To that extent, they seem to be laughing at me.

Now comes the attack of the Deer Demons. Coming from the left. Doing it away, on your defenseless back - your back?

"Ha!?

A shock thrust through my belly. I don't understand what happened. The view just flows forward. No, am I flying back?

Seeing it, the Deer Demons keep their backs on this one. However, one of the rear legs was sticking straight out this way. I mean, after the attack with his right arm, he turned himself into that momentum and kicked me.

The time lag was over and I was slammed to the ground. Once upon a time, I was struck by a charge rabbit, but it was an incomparable blow. There are traces of hooves in the area attacked. If it were metal armor, it would have definitely snagged. But this would be absolutely dead if it weren't for Cither's armor... the HP bar has decreased by more than 80%... and the damage taken is unusual...

Potions out of the porch with trembling hands and drinks it. Far from full speed, but if you don't move, they'll kill you. The Deer Demons jumped this way with their fangs ringing. Trying to avoid that - it doesn't work the way your body thinks!? No, we can't make it! They'll kill you!

"It's a wind blade symbol! Follow the word, slash and tear his people apart!

The next moment I was ready to die, something went through my head with my familiar voice. And it carved several slaughters into the body of the Deer Demons that attacked me.

Out of balance, the Deer Demons fall before they reach me. Shadows passing beside me before it falls. It jumps to the Deer Demon Clan, protruding the two swings of weapon in his hand deep into the red eye and making a decision, he quickly pulls it out, kicks the Deer Demon's body and leaves, landing ahead of me. The Deer Demons who fell with the heavy noise don't move as they are.

"I made it."

A girl who showed her back in front of me leaked her heartfelt voice. Bright short redhead. Double sword with leather chest armor and hot pants.

"Wena......?

"That's right. Fist, are you all right?

The girl who turned around is a player I know. It was Wena from [Silverblade]. What do you mean, the Lord of spell magic just now...

"Syria, or..."

"Something's always hurt when you meet Fist on the battlefield."

I heard Syria sigh as she woke up my body from behind. Always, isn't it the second time... because this is the second time I've ever been on the same battlefield, all of it. Yes, it was always...

"I was in a hurry. If I thought I'd found it, I'd be blown away earlier."

"I had more than 80% of them... Seriously, it wasn't weird to die..."

My body is surrounded by warm light. The healing of Syria. The pain slowly pulls off and the HP bar slowly recovers.

"More than that, why are Wena and the others here...? Were you in Dorad...?

"I was there. But Fist's reply made it clear that this one was in trouble, so I hurried back to the city of Dorad, ready, and came here. Sorry I'm late."

Wena explained to me as I guarded my surroundings. No, there's nothing to apologize for. There's no obligation for Wena and the others to come here.

"... Pretty good deficit, huh?

The transfer gate royalty from Dorad to Einfast is 30,000 pedia. It would be an expense of 180,000 because we would probably all have come. It might return a little after the defensive battle.

That's right, Wena laughed bitterly.

"The same goes for us when we travel, but it took us a long time to gather our strength. Sometimes the Freedom Warriors were the only ones I could count on in the near field."

The Alliance [Freedom Warriors] is an alliance that GAO says is a mutation. Simply put, they do a mercenary regiment in GAO. They mainly work with residents' escorts, players' helpers, etc.

But, you know, with their help,

"Wena and the others hired you?

"Yeah. With the cost of employment and, in addition, the cost of the transfer to Einfast, one way over here."

... What the hell would that cost you? [Freedom Warriors] That's over thirty. Sure.

"Thank you, but how could you get that far?

Finally, I can talk normally. You're grateful for Syria's treatment.

"Well... I never want to regret it again."

A voice of Syria filled with determination came from behind. Well, the trauma of [Silverblade]... doesn't mean you can always do anything, but if there's still something you can do, I guess you can't help but move.

"Then we have to move to avoid it."

Thank Syria. Slowly I rise. It doesn't seem to interfere with the fight. Hmm, if you say so...

"By the way, are Luke and the others scattered?

"Hmm? Yeah, the Lukes would have headed to the West Gate. I think it's about time."

Syria laughs with pleasure. At the same time, I heard an explosion. Pretty far, but around the West Gate? I wouldn't have made such a fancy noise before...

"We are fighting in Einfast, tell all the people!

This is... Luke's voice. But why?

"It's Miriam's wind voice."

Wena answered the question. Oh, I'm convinced. Certainly some TRPG has the same magic. Magic that conveys sounds from afar or hears distant sounds. It's just not the same size as that. If you're at the West Gate, you can get it to the city where you can't see the subject... how extensive is it?

"More than this [Silverblade] will enter the Einfast Defense Battle! We're not the only ones! The elite [Freedom Warriors] also joined the fight! Plus, from Dorad and Zvand, the Gentiles' aspirations rush us!

After that voice, I began to hear the blurring. It's just a tiny voice from the surrounding buildings. It's the voices of the inhabitants who hid themselves by lurking their breath.

"Have you even stopped by Zvand?

"Yeah, there's a live defensive battle slate on the bulletin board. I just called for participation there. I don't know how much it's gonna take."

Don't you really know if the forces of war will gather? But it would sound comforting to those who are fighting without seeing ahead.

'I know it's a pretty tough fight! That's why I'm here! To protect everyone's city! Let us use our power! I promise to work for the delay!

Don't get mixed up in your voice and hear the battle. The speech is also uninterrupted. No way, Luke, are you talking in battle?

"Totally that kid is impotent... I guess he's on the front line anyway"

"Right. Probably Swain, though."

"I know it works... but I'll have to stab Swain in the nail later so Luke doesn't get too impotent..."

He doesn't seem to be worried even though he's frightened, and Wena and Syria are laughing. Well, I trust you, so I guess. No, does Syria feel a little worried?

"We, the ones who embody the silver sword! The power to cut through misery is with all of us! I'll take care of it!

The sound exploded all the time. I felt that way. [Wind Voice] The cheer spread all over the city. Mixed with it, my voice also rose from around me. No. [Silverblade] 's name was spread to the residents over here. I guess that morale was boosted by the fact that they came to the rescue. No, and I think it's too far up. Is it also [morale boosting] or that kind of skill?

Luke said I'll take care of the rest, but no one will pepper that. Regardless of the players, the soldiers must be even more encouraging.

"Everyone in the city have a moment of patience now! Those who are evacuating, hide quietly until you exorcise the Demons!

Now Miriam's voice sounded. The surrounding voices pull together. Well, if you raise your voice, you might attract the Demons. But to the point of forgetting that, the appearance of Luke and the others must have been the hope of the city. You're like a brave man. But it's safe to leave it to him, there's certainly something I think.

All right, then we'll do what we can.

"Can I leave the enemy to Wena? My perception of signs is one of precision now."

"Oops, I got it"

"Ah, Fist. Hey."

Syria approached me with a spell as I tried to move. Stick that on my gauntlet and the back of my foot as it is.

"It's a strong strike mark. Follow the Word and give more strength to him."

When the chant was over, the spell glowed. I don't feel particularly unusual, but it would be more aggressive based on the content of the chant.

"Until the spell breaks and disappears, you'll be more powerful. When I use it, it drops gradually, so tell me when it's gone."

"Thankyou, help"

Will this make it easier to defeat than just now? Regardless of the fusion type, the normal type is going to be able to knock it down quickly with no problems.

"All right, let's go then. Over there first!"

With Wena's lead, we headed to the Demon Clan.