Kuro no Maou

"Buh! Damn, you got a little in your mouth!

Flushed in the dust in a Greedgore stomping attack, I stand up worse than a kindergarten mucky game.

Heavy rain that still falls makes it a natural shower to wash dirt, but the discomfort once attached is hard to wipe. But I can't afford to care about that.

Stopping at the wall for dozens of meters now, Greedgore began to breathe slowly and deeply, without any arrows and magical wave-like attacks unleashed under Will's command.

"- It's a brace! Prevent me, Nell!!

The action of breathing heavily is common to the vast majority of monsters who carry out brace attacks from their mouths. Famous preliminary behavior that even Rank 1 knows if you're an adventurer. Even if I don't scream, that prediction will stand well enough for Nell and the students.

Still, I couldn't help but scream because the signs of magic flashing from Gridgore were too intense.

A chill runs through the zock and spine. How powerful are the braces he unleashes? Maybe the old Ischian castle will blow up in one shot.

It's too dangerous to let them shoot like this. But there are no key measures!

Better than the original, the greedgore measures were based on the premise that Lily and Fiona were all in place. At the time I challenged the fight alone, it was tantamount to calling it helpless.

Still, it's the adventurers who do something about it. If you can't, there's no point in me being here, and if you can't even get past the second trial, it's impossible to defeat the Apostle.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Run through at full speed to fill the blown distance as fast as a second.

Instantly catching up with Griedgore, but already at this time, there was spooky purple electricity coming from a big mouth.

Is an attack that can be struck before launch the limit of one shot? Then this is the only move!

"Darkness, no, no, no!

Grievance "Neck Break" gripped with both hands knocks in the biggest slashing power you can have.

They're giants enough to look up, there's only one place left to slash them. Stepping on the earth, no, deforming and manipulating the sand iron covering his whole body, fixing the ground and feet like a great black column.

Full swing of the strongest martial arts you can hold toward your ankles parallel to one large pile pierced vertically into the ground.

"-Good, whoa!?

Hard. Harder than anything I've ever slashed in. The blade does not reach the point of tearing the meat, only black sandy iron splashes are scattered in place of blood.

But more surprising than its hardness is that the blade was bounced so hard that it rebelled.

I didn't think I could break this rocky tower-like leg with a single blow, no matter how much 'dark' it was. But because of this unexpected recoil, it wasn't even hostile to cut off the fixed pile. The blade has stopped just past half.

Damn, what is this weird way to get bounced? Not only is it stiff, but it's as if, from the other side, the shock was beaten with the same force - well, I'm bursting sand iron armor from my own side!

It offsets the impact by releasing the sand iron from the inside, which is its opposite direction, in reaction to the moment when the attack is applied from the outside.

Once again, I notice the discomfort when I slash it in with a blade and the sand iron splashes flashly. "Darkness" wasn't strong, it was just flying away from me.

Perhaps just the ability to manipulate by earthly attributes makes it impossible to superreact so far. I guess this shock-reactive armor (reactive armor -) can be achieved because it is a black grid gore that also has powerful lightning attributes.

Damn fine guy in the arts, not if you're impressed.

The blow to my whole body just blew up a fixed pile on one leg, and no damage has gone through the flesh itself. On the other side of the sand iron, the blade just ate a little into the original reddish brick-like crust of the Gridgore.

In other words, they haven't been hit hard enough to break the system of firing braces.

"Damn -"

As such, a running stream of light shines through the mouth of the Gridgore into a poisonous dark purple. It's not just a thunderbrace. Should this even be called a more powerful, plasma brace?

If you look up close at the extreme beam, which is like a hundredfold of Lily's rays, you can intuitively be sure of the immense destructive power that will hold there.

You can only prevent such attacks with defensive magic.

"-" Holy Heaven Wall (Lux Lampert Defan) "Huh!

Shortly before the brace is fired, Nell's defensive magic is unfolding. Of course, she's not the only one. By the battle of the castle day after day, even the tired sorcerer class students are doing everything in their power to activate defensive magic so that they don't hate to pass out at this moment.

'Shield' and 'Wall (Defan)' by their respective specialty attributes are built in front of the walls, as if colorful flowers were blooming.

One of the brilliant moments of this is Saint Heaven Wall (Lux Lampert Defan), an advanced range defensive magic of white light created by Nell.

The class of healing magician (Priest) doesn't just mean it's okay as long as you can heal magic. The need for healing in the first place presupposes that your people are already hurt.

The only thing they're not good at is attack. The main roles in combat are support such as reinforcement (boost) and another, defense.

Therefore, the defensive magic unleashed by Nell, the Rank 5 Adventurer, is definitely first-class as a magician. It is natural for some of the students to have an overwhelming effect.

In addition, this "Holy Heaven Wall (Lux Lampert Defan)" overlays the light attribute defense magic of the same lineage with "Attribute Enhancement (Element Boost)" and other support from other students.

I can only say that it was brilliant to create and show a huge rectangular light wall that completely covers students standing alongside the walls. At least, it's the biggest defensive posture I've ever seen.

But still, in front of this plasma brace, too much anxiety remains to be prevented.

"One more shot, ahhhhhhhh!

I unleash the 'Darkness' of the pursuit as the Gleedgore blow bursts into a multiple-expanded defensive magic.

In the blink of an eye, the magic shield and the wall are shredded, recognizing the destructive sound and the great luminescence, with the same pile of ankles as ahead and wholeheartedly tapping into the martial arts.

Still stiff. And this paltry iron is still responding to the shock. From the incision, only a black splash sprays up.

But that's it. The blade does not even reach the meat and has stopped to the point of slightly eating into the original reddish crust of the Gridgore, but the bumpy pile that struck the ground was nevertheless completely cut off.

This pile probably serves as a fixture to reduce the recoil of the brace firing. If we destroy it, we should be off target.

Furthermore, the exercise of the intrinsic magic (extra) is concentrated on the activation of the braces and the sand iron cannot be re-engineered immediately. If you break it during firing, it's impossible to regenerate it in between.

Apparently my reading hit me, my legs shaking standing like an Oki. It devoured giant toenails, as many as its arms, but little by little, but it did begin to slip over the ground with cheats.

Oooh! And, roaring somewhere frustrating, Gleedgore's braces finally slip away.

Oh, and if you kept getting irradiated even for another three seconds, all your defensive magic would have blown up. All that remained at this moment was Nell's "Holy Heaven Wall (Lux Lampert Defan)" already. Severe white light went off, and now it's going to go away.

I guess the mouth of the shell, the greedgore, is like a hose that pumps out too much water to burst. Its square head tilted without completely controlling the recoil.

The brace that keeps getting spit out flies away like a big twitch. The flash of destruction sweeps through the walls of the ancient castle of Ischia.

A long time ago, a strong wall withstood a border dispute with neighboring Farren, but it is instantly shredded from where the purple electricity runoff hit.

The loud sound of the right thunder and the crushing sound of the hard stone walls being blown to dust undo the screams of the students standing on the walls of the castle.

It was only for a moment that the braces that were swept away passed. Ultimately, it deviated greatly upwards, disappearing into rainy weather as thunder refluxed.

After a beat of silence, the scraped walls clatter and collapse sounds softly.

None of those involved have collapsed within the standing range of the students. As a result, the casualties endured zero... but the sorcerer class would be almost all down with no more magic.

If they shoot Brace again, this time they can wipe it all out. Before we do that, we have to at least attack enough to draw attention to me.

I will continue to mobilize my knowledge of the vs. monsters to think of measures, but once again a sand and iron pile stood on the ground from the feet of the Green Gore, as if I would not even allow a short amount of time to take any action.

The sand iron covering the tail appears to have been used to build the pile, and the black surface armor peels off and changes to the original reddish brown to its tip.

The leg of the one I blew up is re-fixed, and it's thicker two times than it was just now. Now "Darkness" cannot be destroyed twice.

No, you're not. That's not what I need to worry about right now. The fact that Gridgore has taken the firing position again...

"Can you put a brace... in a row..."

The sorcerer is basically unable to perform a series of powerful magic. Fiona was out of magic in one shot if she shot 'The Golden Sun (All Soleil)', and Nell was so tired that the more she used 'White Sky Curse (Providence Dispel)' it involved high fever.

But apparently that common sense doesn't work for monsters. Sure, I don't recall hearing a polite explanation from Greedgore saying, "This brace is my special attack, so I can only shoot one shot."

Foolishly, I was just assuming that I couldn't "streak" because of preconceived notions.

This sucks, too bad. Only a sense of impatience springs up even. I see a series of ultra-powerful braces, some kind of substandard attack, and I can't think straight away.

My confusion, etc., makes Greedgore slowly and steadily ready to fire a second shot.

Now it's time for both legs fixed to the earth unwavering. Deep breaths like breathing out all the magic in the air. Large head and long tail horizontal firing posture.

In front of this too heavy black iron stationary turret, there is no way to do it.

If you turn your gaze toward the castle, you will have Nell swinging up the 'White Winged Balance' in an attempt to exercise defensive magic again. On her own, deploying The Holy Heavenly Wall (Lux Lampert Defan) again would not withstand Brace's direct blow for three seconds.

If I don't do something about it, everyone dies.

What am I supposed to do? How can I prevent him from bracing? There is no respite for another thirty seconds. What the hell can I do with this little time limit?

"Your husband."

Unexpectedly, I heard voices.

There's only one thing I know about calling me "your husband". Now I can totally hear you, chatty curse armor (maid).

"Master, Sheep, I'll do my best."

So you want me to use it, you. But I didn't know we could do anything about the Greedgor giant with a slightly enhanced Shadow Tentacle (Anchor Hand)...

"I'll do my best!

Yeah, I don't even have time to worry about it. Sheep, I bet you!