Gun-ota ga Mahou Sekai ni Tensei Shitara, Gendai Heiki de Guntai Harem o Tsukucchaimashita!?

For the appearance of Demon King Legrottarier, I switch the aim of the airship Noah Second from enemy inside the wall to Demon King.

Cocono, who is in charge of the maneuver, moves Noah Second to a position where firing the M2 does not damage the husbands.

Thanks to this I was able to observe the regrottarier adequately.

He was even more transformed than he had been when he had broken into a single ride with William.

The wings grown from the back increased further, to a total of four.

The pupils are stretched longitudinally and stained bright red like blood. The size of the body and muscle mass have also increased further, with the lower body changing to that of the blackened beast.

Has the amount of magic handled also increased further, or there was more black magic drifting around?

Every time I breathe, black magic leaks out of my mouth like a flame.

It transforms into a more vicious demon king.

"Are you the Demon King Legrottarier?

To her husband's inquiry, the Demon King Legrottarier narrows his eyes with a vicious face.

"Oh, yeah. Rather, who are you? I can't believe you beat up one of my direct men and didn't even prevent an attack and scratch one. I was going to modify this guy so that he could instantly kill a magician A or so. Damn, you mean there's still room for improvement"

"Again, yes... and you have a pretty forceful modification. This is more of a blame bitterness close to torture than a remodel. I can't figure out why he's still moving with sanity."

I don't know what your husband means by dialogue, and I twist my neck.

Chris, turn your gaze on Reese, but so did they.

The only thing that whistles like the Demon King Legrottarier impressed.

"You've noticed a lot, Mr. O. I didn't know you'd notice that. It's the observation eye that keeps people away."

"Ha ha ha! No, it's not an observation eye. Earlier, when I hit him, I touched my muscles and found out. Muscles don't lie!

"Ki, muscle?

Regrottarier also seems to have been an unexpected response, giving me a look I don't know how to react to.

He switches his mind and proudly cuts out the story.

"As it were, okay. Ok, he was originally modifying magic so that it could be used with magic and drugs, but after I got the" Magic Nucleus, "I went further into the body - that's what I did with a single level of soul, brain miso, and muscle fiber. Because of this, ordinary people with no talent as magicians have now reached the level where they can easily crush most of the magicians. Awesome? It's just a little bitter. Like this."

Legrottarier rings his finger.

Aikent leaks a groan as if the TV was switched on.

"- What are you doing? What are you doing? What the hell is going on?

Aikent doesn't even know his expression because he's wearing a cheek helmet (full face).

But the voice leaking over that slit was honestly something that I didn't think belonged to people.

I myself intend to reincarnate into this other world and go beyond that training ground. But when I hear the voice of that pain and despair he gives me, I tremble.

Just hearing your voice is a nauseating level.

When Legrottarier rings his finger again, the voice of petition stops as if he had closed the lid of Orgol.

Regrottarier grins brutally and speaks well.

"I usually stop them by magic because they're loud, but it's super funny when you make them scream in front of you in your spare time. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

"Out of the way..."

My husband laughs joyfully in front of the regrottarier, pouting and grumbling.

It was supposed to be a pretty little whine, but it even sounded like my ear being on the airship Noah Second.

"Huh!?

I feel the air has degenerated on my skin, mainly my husband.

My skin tingles and tingles and instinctively tries to distance myself from my husband.

(This is my first time... seeing my husband angry...)

Fake adventurers tricked me into spending a few years as a butler at the Brad family, but I don't remember seeing my husband angry.

Even if my real brothers set me in a trap and sold me as a slave, it's enough to laugh and flush me off with luxury.

I understand even though such a husband is in a position away from being seriously angry right now.

"... Gigi, Lord Tyga, take him away too. Lute and the others are useless. The demon kings' opponents are mine."

"Ha! Don't get on with it, Mr. O. But just fine. Let me see how much power I have right now. Aikent, get Omae back to the castle."

Aikent, under Legrottarier's command, returns to the castle - Mount Gradran - silently following the instructions, like a mechanical doll.

Gigi, Taiga, and us both took our distance.

My husband puts his hand around his neck and makes a noise.

Regrottarier grinned with a scowling grin, spreading four wings to show.

The attitude completely looks down on your husband.

"Shaaaa!"

The first move was by Legrottarier.

The black magic drifting around him spears and kills his husband.

"Humphunk!

My husband didn't dodge, straight to the right of his full strength.

Magic emits from his fist, swallowing every black spear regrottarier like a pillar of light.

But Legrottarier forms a shield with black magic. Unharmed and prevents a blow - but your husband is already not in the front.

He was turning behind at a speed of instantaneous movement level.

Right of the swing down.

Regrottarier has already noticed, creating a provocative grin and forming a shield with black magic.

Attempt to prevent your husband from attacking again.

But your husband's right hand breaks through the shield, making it easy to amputate Legrottarier's left arm.

The boulder Legrottarier also gave a startling voice to this.

"Stupid! You think you broke my black shield?

If you look closely, the husband has his fists, his fingers stretched in a straight line.

A quick story is a knife.

I guess I broke through the black shield by giving it penetration by turning it into a knife, not a fist.

I'm sorry, but I'm not letting you get away with this.

Legrottarier tries to distance herself in surprise but haste, but her husband won't allow it.

Flesh at an overwhelming rate that doesn't suit your physique, wielding your fists without killing momentum.

He slips a black shield between his fist and himself in a critical manner, but suddenly his husband's fist explodes. Explosion Reaction Apparently he converted himself to an attack by exploding a wall of magic covering his entire body like Armor Reactive.

We've also fought from the front with our husbands.

But he hadn't even taken it seriously then, and he was being tempted.

Thanks to the black shield, there is no damage, but the regrottarier falls significantly ill and rolls to the ground due to an explosion at close range.

My husband is not sweet enough to miss that gap.

"Humphunk!

With the earth as the iron floor, her husband waved his fist down.

It doesn't end in one degree, two, three, four degrees - swinging down both arms as disappointingly solidified as an iron ball over and over again.

Punch your fist over and over at high speed so as not to give your opponent a gap between attack, dodge, or escape.

Whenever Legrottarier receives a single fist, he buries it to the ground.

Every time my husband beats me to the ground, the earth seems to be shaking like a slight earthquake.

Whether you're inside the airship Noah Second or not, I can hear you shooting your fists in so far.

It's like a man-made excavator.

Just watching makes my spine cold.

How much demon king, though, can't you keep the prototype if you get all that attack?

"Muruba!

With all the last todome, my husband slaps his fist deep.

The earth is further submerged, and the cracks spread around it.

Soot smoke rose with me, as did falling missiles.

After a while, the wind blows through and wipes away the dirt smoke.

My husband didn't leave it slightly motionless with his fist on the earth.

Slowly pulling his fist out of the earth, his husband slaps his hands to pay for the dirt he gets in his hands.

"Well, the impostor let me take him down. Next time I want to give you the honor of crossing fists with the demon king himself... or are you so cowardly that you can't go out in public?

Reacting to her husband's point, black smoke leaks from the cracked earth and once again creates the shape of the Demon King Legrottarier.

I confronted my husband again at a distance.

Demon King Legrottarier was creating a surprising look.

"... are you serious. Even though it's made with magic, it creates a shape and contents that are no different in dimension from the real one. Who the hell are you to see through?"

"Ha ha ha ha! I told you! Muscles have to lie!

My husband laughs so hard, I assure you.

I immediately stopped laughing and created a serious look.

"Come on, get out of the castle and compete with me. Or should I visit you directly, to the castle?

"Hmm, you're both sorry. Plus, let me buy you some time!

At the same time as his winning voice, a black magic formation emerges around Mount Gradran.

That black smoke floods out as if I had opened the lid, and it keeps spreading.

Its scope expands further and finally looms right in front of your husband.

"Sir! Get on our boat!

I speak in haste, and my husband, for a moment, shows stray, but soon assists his body with physical fortification, boarding the dropped airship Noah Second.

As soon as your husband gets on board, we leave the front.

More black smoke keeps spreading, swallowing even the walls that separated it.

Fortunately, the racial coalition side succeeded in rebuilding its troops thanks to stopping the pursuit.

I learned from Karen and the others and was focused on helping out my fellow men who had fallen over in black smoke. As a result, there are no survivors in the spreading range of black smoke.

But because we prioritized the living, we haven't been able to retrieve the bodies.

Over the wall, spread further - black smoke finally stops its spread.

"Hi-ha-ha! Gentlemen of the League of Races! Thank you for savouring my life! This is how I was able to complete the Black Smoke Dome!

From the inside of the Black Smoke Junction (Negro Dome), the mixed voice of the Demon King's mockery echoes across the battlefield.

The Demon King Legrottarier continues the conversation with pleasure.

"The junction full of poisonous smoke continues to spread. It will spread everywhere and eventually swallow the whole demonic continent. The brave enter this poisonous smoke-filled kingdom and defeat me! That stops the erosion of this junction as well. Come on! Those who want the name of the brave don't hesitate to step in! If I can get to you, I'll deal with you! Hi-ha-ha!"

The mocking mixed laughter of the Demon King echoes everywhere.

It is impossible to step into this smoke-filled world to the racial coalitions we have seen in front of us, who have literally tasted the power of black smoke with their bodies.

But if you leave it alone, it will spread as far as the Demon King says, and eventually they will swallow the whole demon continent.

Apparently the only way to stop it is to defeat the Demon King Legrottarier.

Enter that poisonous smoke-filled world and defeat the Demon King.

Doesn't that mean that's almost impossible anymore?

All the soldiers of the visible racial coalition had a colour of despair on their faces.

Like ridiculing them like that, the laughter of the Demon King Legrottarier continued to echo.