Kuro no Maou

"Shadow Tentacle (Anchor Hand) Huh!

(10) Act on the tentacles, spread your free hands, and focus on activating the "Shadow Tentacles (Anchor Hands)".

Think about it, you never put so much effort into just making tentacles. A surprising number of them themselves are ejected from their arms.

Target is the head of the grid gore that serves as the cannon mouth. Involve countless tentacles on a rugged head as if it had sharpened the boulder intact.

Tentacles securely tangled and fixed to the head and neck so as to put a reins on the horse. It's a maneuver to pull this off thoughtfully and deflect the Greedgor rays.

You can't let any attack knock you in interrupt the firing, any defensive magic can't stand the braces. Then we'll have to let him take off the brace he was shot at.

"Give Me Power -" Arm Enhancement (Vols Boost) ""

I now have the enhancement (boost) that I had Nell put on me when I jumped out of the castle. By my previous "Arm Strength (Forth Boost)," I mean double reinforcement, but whether I can fulfill it and rock a greedgore giant like Rock Mountain with this degree of force.

Still, now, we have to do it.

"Pull, sheep!

"Whoa, whoa!

I know he's serious, but the roar of a strangely cute mood between him echoes in his head. I'm eating up my teeth and doing it full of strength. The image of a maid as small as a primary school student who seems to be what sheep are, unfolds in my brain at the same time.

I'm intensely concerned, but right now, I just have to concentrate on joining forces with Sheep.

I pull the tentacles forcefully with my arms, and at the same time, I contract the tentacles so that the sheep wind up the winch, making it a further force.

My modified flesh, double reinforcement, plus an assist with the curse armor, and with all this, I can easily pull off a bigger truck already.

But Greedgore is too heavy. This really makes me feel like I'm trying to move the mountain.

Still, you can't give up. That's all I can do!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Finally, I felt a slight but moving touch.

But at the same time, the ominous sound of a bump reaches my ear.

"Huh - Your husband."

Along with the wood-spirited sheep in my brain, I want to cry too. Because the anxiety that I feared most was at stake.

The Shadow Tentacle (Anchor Hand) couldn't stand the pulling force and began to cut a thousand times.

You should be rightly as sturdy as steel wire, but still, it wasn't enough to pull down a super-weight monster.

It's not the sheep's fault, it means my 'Shadow Tentacle (Anchor Hand)' was immature.

Still, I don't even have a respite for reflection like that anymore right now.

Whatever, if we don't figure out a way to open it, the braces will go straight to the old Ischian castle, to the Nels.

Damn, how can I increase the strength of the 'Shadow Tentacle (Anchor Hand)' more than this? You can't just put magic into it.

If there's anything harder than steel - no, wait, there is, there is! The best materials are here!

Yes, there's sand and iron armor scattered all over my feet, scattered with "Darkness". There is a considerable amount of it, as if it had become a sandbox only here.

With a series of braces, I guess I couldn't afford to call this scattered sand iron back into my own body again. Let me thank you for using this Gleedgore sand and iron armor that has left me under control.

"Blackened!

Step on the sand iron and activate blackening with your feet. Since it is black from the source, it is difficult to see how the addition (enchant) is progressing in appearance, but the sensation of magic activation alone is fully understandable.

All the sand and iron that spreads at this foot is already mine.

Operated to cover the surface of the tentacles with grabbed black sand iron. In an instant, the sand iron flows through the tentacles, as countless ants do.

I will stick to it for now, but it is up to the sheep whether this can be adapted to the addition (enchant) arrangement.

Take it in well somehow. No, this is not a favor, it's an 'order' as your husband.

"Now do something! Sheep, no, no, no!!

"Ha! Your husband ahhhhhhhhhhh!!

Sheep responding to life. The bargain was clearly conveyed to me too. "The brunette curse," the coffin, "he said, is indeed beginning to absorb this sand iron.

It is not enhanced by temporary addition (enchantment). Full integration to capture new materials.

The Shadow Tentacle (Anchor Hand) is instantly transformed into a configuration incorporating this sand iron as it unfolds. Stronger, harder. Never let go of the bound opponent, to be cursed and admonished.

The wired tentacles that bound the dark hair changed into new shapes at this moment, no, and evolved.

"Well done Sheep, you will now..."

It's a chain. It is a chain of pitch black with steel rings reinforced by black magic based on sand iron.

"- It's" Black Chain Curse "Iron Cage"!

A tentacle that truly meets the strength of steel will now be the reins of a chain sufficient to rock the greedgore. Never again, I can't stand the load and cut a thousand times, I won't be exposed.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!

My bottom line and power assistance winding up even more powerful tentacles by evolutionary sheep.

Finally, a fixed turret of black iron, leaning - right after, firing.

The brilliant, purple plasma brace, once again released, only slightly flaunts the ancient castle of Ischia.

As a result of being forcefully diverted from the ray, it shifts sideways to a greater extent than ahead, and the spearhead of the beam as it is pierces the land of Ischia.

The hill itself collapsed with so much loud acoustics and tremors that it seemed. At the end of his gaze, he decides by his braces and dances to the sky like a blasted dust erupted.

Its dust and earthen smoke expand instantly, enough to swallow the ancient castle of Ischia.

The rising smoke spread over the sky in such a thick layer that it seemed to block this pouring rain.

The aftermath of a tremendous destruction that makes you reaffirm the superpower of the braces.

Still, I could have prevented it. What do you say, without letting anyone die, I've had enough braces for the second time.

I guess being obstructed again prevents my servant Greedgore from ignoring me either. Shake your neck wide so you can shake off the chains tangled in your head.

If a boulder pulls you from across the street, how easy it is for me to get blown away. Quickly release the restraint and pull the chain back to hand.

"You finally turned this way. That's right, I'm your opponent."

A creepy purple gaze shoots through me. If this huge Rank 5 monster flaunts you, honestly, I wouldn't live with zombies on my spine.

Still, I was just finally seeing how he handled it.

In both hands are two bottles: "Absolute Wolf Sword" "Neck Break" and "Hungry Wolf Sword" "Bad Eating". And the need for strategy is the evolutionary Black Chain Curse "Iron Cage".

"Let's go!

"I'm coming! Senior Nata! Wang!

I think sheep were screaming for some hell of a name, but now I don't care.

"Double Black"

First slap your martial arts into the legs like the big tree in front of you.

The first blow is bad eating.

Gridgore's sand and iron armor should be controlled by manipulation of magnetic forces by lightning attributes, direct manipulation of earth attributes, or both.

Powerful intrinsic magic (extra), but still, magic is magic. If it's magic, whether it's magnetism or direct manipulation capabilities like mindfulness, let it eat.

The tooth blade is bounced into impact reaction armor (reactive armor -), but still sharpens the sand iron greatly due to its ability to eat badly.

The second blow that bursts without time is a curse that surpasses a bad diet if it's simple offensive. Greater sand and iron armor reacts and scatters heavy splashes to prevent this guy from attacking.

Zero damage inflicted by Double Blackness. But some of the sand iron covering one leg succeeded in blowing it up.

If you leave it like this, re-operate the splashed sand iron and the armor will be back on track in no time. But I already have the means to prevent it.

"Blackened"

Yes, I'll take all this sand and iron.

Instead of me holding a weapon in both hands, I leave capturing scattered sand iron to sheep tentacle manipulation. Think of it, I've never blackened through tentacles before, but if you're an evolutionary sheep, it's so easy to win.

Dozens of tentacles are released from my shadow, not from the main body, Gro-B. Seems to be popping out of the inside of Shadow Space (Shadowgate), though.

Finally, my appearance of massive tentacles out of my feet would be creepy from the side, too, but I don't care about that. Do it right.

"Whoa, whoa, gather up!

Tentacles are extended in all directions to blow up from the shadows, touching and capturing sand iron that has fallen to the ground or, alternatively, is dancing in the universe.

The scattered sand iron is instantly assembled and absorbed by the tentacles, as if to respond correctly to the sheep's call.

All right, blackening works faster and more extensively than I thought. It's not impossible to pull all of his armor.

More, raise the pace?

"Demon Bullet (Barrett Arts) Howitzer Shooting (Grenade Burst)"

At the same time it invokes the 'right arm of the larspun', which was manipulated to float directly from the shadows, firing.

The Howitzer shelling (Grenade Burst), which I just recently knitted out, has also become quite accustomed to activation thanks to its use by the time I came to this ancient Ischian castle. Again, experience in action, above all, don't win.

The magic grenade that was fired out hits an area that cannot be reached by a blade, the flank far overhead.

Monsters that put together hard crusts and outer shells are basically less protective under their bellies than under their backs, but only this greedgore still has all-purpose sand iron firmly covered.

To the abdomen of the iron wall, bursting black flames erupt.

Though the flank position is a few meters above me, it's in the blast range. But the heat can be greatly prevented by the "Protect the Pale Flame (Nanablast Amulet)" that Fiona gave me, so if I'm not even on my side nearby, I have no hesitation in letting go of the grenade at close range.

The explosion blew up quite a bit of sand and iron armor for me. At the same time, the Greedgor giant leans heavily.

Was it so destructive? No, that can't be right. This level of explosion is no surprise to him.

I mean, I just moved myself. More specifically, he's been rolling out his tail trying to smash me.

"Whoa!?

Intimidation as if the tower had been crumbling as-is. In fact, its destructive power is the same or more.

Successfully dodged in the backstep with a single piece of paper, but the dirt sand becomes a wall and blows up as the ground itself protruded in front of me.

If you get caught up in this, you'll be a pecanco in one shot, even with just a combination of devil's coat, blackened armor armor and leg armor. A giant monster can take one hit at a time.

"Demon Sword (Sword Arts) Unnamed Nine Blades (Nameless Nine)"

Calling with the landing, cursed weapons. These guys, too, if they cut or poke, would cut some sand iron.

Included up to the "right arm of the larspun" will result in a total of ten maximum manoeuvres. Even more simultaneously parallel, at this moment the sheep are also retrieving sand iron with their twisting tentacles, and my brain is on the verge of overheating with a magical treatment.

This is the limit, though, because I also get 'Concentration Enhancement (Conces Boost)' from Nell.

Without the duplicity of curses and bad eating, blackening, tentacle manipulation, demon bullets, demon swords - sheep and nameless semi-autonomous mobility, we wouldn't have been able to exercise it so far at the same time. Thank you for the curse.

"Pierce!

"Go - newcomers!

The sheep that make the seniors wind blow at maximum wind speed are loud, but the unnamed weapons walk through the universe with their bloodthirsty, curable instincts.

As if to confront it head-on, now the huge jaw (after) of Gleedgore loomed.

Shortly after the dust curtains that the tail blow wound up disappeared. Fast switch between tail swing and bite attack. For this giant, it's faster than I thought.

Nine blades scrape the face of the greedgore galloping, but they can't even be stopped to that extent. After all, is there any choice but to avoid it?

Side by side with a vicious bite attack that opens its mouth wide enough to devour every ground I'm standing on - no, this is a jump as it is.

A foot that is about to pull unintentionally, but you are ready to take a strong step and fly forward. Some enhancement (b-st) benefits to the modified reinforced flesh, while it is possible to make an incredible big leap in ordinary humans, but it was nevertheless cold sweat for the big head of the greedgore to peel its fangs and pass under the toes dozens of centimeters.

"Sheep!

"Yes, my husband!

Sheep who immediately showed understanding stretched their tentacles to the body of a greedgore, as I willed. It remains wired for blackening absorption, but this one is strong and chain-shaped.

I jumped up without getting a thousand legs cut off, and now I'm high enough to look down on Gleedgore's back. From there, a single strand of sheep rolled out tangled and secured to one of the rattled protrusions that grew from his back as it was.

If you manipulate it to pull, gnaw! and free falls and acceleration pulled into chains on the body. Shortly after I felt that way, I was already standing on the back of a giant monster.

It's like a passage on a wall. The breadth and height make me realize its immensity so much that I don't think of it as an organism. If you stand on the back of a Sirona gas whale, you might feel the same way - no, not if you're impressed with swallowing.

Quickly put your hands on your back like this black mountain path.

"Blackened!

Forget everything else at this time, concentrate all your thinking and all your magic on blackening only - but damn, I knew it would be resistant (resist) if it was direct!

It works to the point where it's covered with black magic, but right after that, the bees and the purple electricity are blown away in no time.

I can't take it away from a boulder unless it's sand and steel pulled from my body.

"It will shake, my lord!

I know, Sheep. He can't keep me on gently forever.

Gleedgore rocks his body wide as he tackles to the side. From me on top of that, I ran into a big earthquake on the roof of a three-story building.

I can't stop being thrown out of that back.

He calls back the unnamed Nine Blades (Nameless Nine) that were left shooting, even as they rotate two or three times in space, and gives them an attack order as they are. Anywhere you can scrape sand iron, aim wherever you want, you guys.

Tell him that much, land. I was blown away thoughtfully, so I rolled down the hillside meadow to shock absorb. This much shock prevents enough with The Devil's Embrace (Diabolos Embrace).

"Do the rest of the sand iron have to be shredded into tunnels..."

Again, face Gleedgore. Its entire body is still wrapped in pitch black, and its sandy iron defense does not show any gaps.

I know the armor is somewhat thinner than the first stage, but if you still don't strip it all off, this one's not going to make it through.

Over there is a special hit, this one just taps into hundreds and thousands of attacks and finally breaks one defense. An instant mistake takes its life, a constantly dangerous outline.

How long will it take to get rid of sand and iron armor? Until then, will I have my focus? In the first place, can we just attack to defeat the Greedgor afterwards... still, it's still just a good idea to have a slight but winning chance.

I don't know how easy it is to strip away sand and iron at once.

"... what"

Suddenly Greedgor unarmored the sand iron, as if he had foreseen my sweet thoughts.

Starting at the tip of the nose, the head, the neck muscles and the release proceed as is, finally stopping at the hips. The upper body of the red crust and the lower body that remains covered in black. What is the sincerity of the greedgore that has become a bizarre two-tone color?

I don't even have to think about it, it's an attack.

"Not like the braces I just had!?

The stripped sand iron gathers at the mouth where the purple electric shock bursts into a single mass.

Shortly afterwards, a vicious large mouth lined with sharp fangs is opened, while sand iron chunks are also deformed. It's a single sword.

Orthodox double-edged swords seen anywhere in Sparda's weapons store. It is stained black monochrome from tip to pattern as I blackened it, but its immensity should really be called monster size.

And even if you just saw it from here, a few dozen meters away, you can assume that it has a tremendous thunderbolt power in its possession.

This isn't a brace, it emits a pitch-black thunder sword, it's a Gridgore Demon Sword (Sword Arts).

"Defend (guard) with all your might! Sheep, no, no, no!!