Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"Elemental Missiles"

The mental concentration I started the moment Yut told me I had a favor to do ended, and countless arrows of flames appear in front of Jonah.

Each one of them is the size of a spear, like a crossbow gun (barista).

Even if I don't listen to the specific instructions, I know exactly what Yut intends to do.

"Yona, go for Obelisk, not the dragon."

"Rikai!

Without any doubt, the Albino girl unleashes a flying body of source elements created with psychic powers.

If only I'd closed my eyes to that violent act, it would have been a really cute trick.

"Yut, are you insane!?"

Valtroude eats bubbles and tries to stop them, but it's late. Before that, I'm not going to let Jonah stop me.

"Dal-Lukash should have also known that I would make this kind of decision. So destroying it won't be terrible."

"It's not. If you can use Obelisk..."

"Well, that's somewhat unfortunate. In the first place, even Jonah wasn't really going to break it."

"Of course, let them destroy it all"

"... right"

A myriad of flaming spears, unleashed by Jonah, fly over the all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash and kill tens of meters to an obelisk.

An unrealistic sight as if a missile were arcing and falling into a building.

Unilaterally exerted destruction.

- That was supposed to happen.

"Grrgggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg"

The roar of the all-knowing dragon.

The roar of crushing the ears and shaking the brain was not, however, directed at the creatures on the spot.

"Sounds distorted"

"That sounds like..."

While distorting his face to discomfort, Yut waves at the unlikely orbit and behavior of the Elemental Missile.

Flying bodies of the source elements that were supposed to collapse the obelisk would not reach upright monuments made of pitch-black granite, but would be bent over the path.

Ahead, the maddening Dal-Lukash giant.

Far beyond the earlier roar, the roar of a landing bullet.

Blast to a vast amount of heat, also a proof of destruction left.

"Gahhhhhhhhhhh"

Exactly, I guess I couldn't even completely distort the subject. Instead, in the wake of the rain showers and the pouring Elemental Missile, the maddening omniscient dragon also turned himself around.

The whole body, which should have boasted a streamlined shape, burns, the rainbow scales peel off and the meat is exposed.

"Well, this is it?

"Yeah, yeah. Sounds like you can't bounce back or even do it one way or the other. You know, my arrows bounce off, seriously, give me a break."

"Oh. What I found out was the harvest."

That was, indeed, right.

But knowing the future - Dal-Lukash, who knows everything, can't be attacked without meaning.

"Grrgggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg"

Again, let go of the roar that causes the storm and turn yourself in large measure.

Tremors like mountains moving.

At the same time, the scales that were rainbow stained crimson.

"The colour changed because you were attacked by the source of the fire?

"No, I feel more violent than ever."

Naturally reason, which did not exist more than the original, at last, even renounces the wisdom of assembling tactics?

"This is a common angry state in games..."

"I guess so."

Two visitors, who noticed the change in Dal-Lukash as soon as possible, quickly brief their peers.

"You mean totally crazy"

It doesn't matter what little tricks you have. It becomes a simple beating.

Exile, so sure, laughed happily. Those dozens of meters are delighted to be able to compare forces to dragons like a certain mountain wall.

And Arcia, too, rode it.

"Nevertheless, I am fortunate to have let you use one hand in defense."

Truss-Sink, the Archbishop (Patriarch), who touched the sacred mark of the Goddess of Death and Magic, chose to go on offense rather than consolidate his defense.

"In order to give my trusted companions the doom that the sanity of the all-knowing dragon seeks, give them a glowing glow on the blade they want to use -" The Radiant Blade "

Eighth Staircase Divine Spell to disable armor.

The subject is no exception to the strong scale of the dragon.

Valtrude's devil's sword Divine Subjugator, Exile's Spike Flail, and Larsia's composite short bow wrap themselves in a holy glow.

"Whoa whoa whoa."

Earlier, the mad all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash was following Yut forward.

In just the right position, the Rock Giant (Jarloot) beats his favorite Spike Flail with all his strength.

An anchored hitting area ripped through the red scales of the dragon's torso, forcing the bleeding - it should have.

"Weird?"

As if no Dal-Lukash existed there, Spike Flail passes through the void and flourishes across the ground.

"Next!

Exile, however, does not restrain.

Reunite your arms and spine to jump up Spike Flail. The attack captured the maddening all-knowing dragon this time, bringing its giant, albeit slight, to rest.

The rock giant, it still won't stop.

Rotating himself like a hammer throw, swinging Spike Flail slammed a blow with that centrifugal force into the other side.

Blood flowing with sweat and recoil colours the entire body of the Exile.

But the maddening Dal-Lukash damage goes far beyond that.

No matter how huge a dragon, no matter how crazy it is to know everything, it doesn't change being a creature. If you take a blow that exceeds your tolerance, it's death waiting ahead.

Bombing by the Albino psychic (Scion). Two shots added to the rock giant.

That alone makes the scales peel off everywhere, overlapping with the colour of their scales and difficult to discern, but the blood, the source of life, flows like a waterfall, making a blood pond beneath their feet.

"Sniper's Feast"

Larsian arrows fly as they overlap there.

It's a fine arrow, comparable to the mad all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash. I don't even think it would be slightly damaged if I were shot into a steep spot. No, in the first place, it's going to break before it gets there.

But that's because it's an elephant arrow.

The golden arrow, also released with the protection of the Glowing Blade, passes through a crimson scale like paper, advancing through the meat and shooting through the gut.

But it wasn't everything.

A few of them fly away somewhere past Dal-Lukash, wondering what reason it is.

"I'm not bounced back, but I'm scuffed!

Did you shoot about six bottles at the same time and run over the meat by about half?

"Stop the moment. It's more like they're manipulating the odds than anything else."

"Probability?"

For the sake of Valtrude listening back, Yut searches for words that are easy to understand.

"To exaggerate plainly, fate......?

The future that Exile's Spike Flail was supposed to hit directly.

Now that they were supposed to be piercing the steeple with Larsian arrows.

It altered that reality and made them all finalise their destiny to come off. Without it, it could have been a cumulative attack and already been defeated.

"I see."

When convinced, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) meets his heels. Boots of Wings, a military shoe of flight, is activated to carry the divinely graced Virgin into the air.

"O Helenonia, who defends victory and justice. Give me your protection, Demon Strike!

With the sword of the devil, Valtrude prayed.

It is heard immediately, and the sword in his hand, his whole body, is enveloped by the spirit of the pale light.

"Grrrrrrrr"

Dal-Lukash in permanent madness, just to destroy what moves. For that reason alone, he wields a tough nail, beats it with a tail as many as dinosaurs, and tries to chew it up with his fangs.

While flying, the Cathedral Knight struck down with a sword from God, took it with a shield to avoid a deadly blow, and withdrew everything with a sighing manoeuvre (Manuba) … should have.

"Again!

If you noticed, a giant nail was appearing in front of you.

Aggressively, I try to stop it with a demon sword, but my size difference is enormous.

A nail pierces the magical silver (Mithral) armor and is slammed to the ground as if even a bug were to pay for it.

"Knock..."

But Valtrude endured. The fighting spirit does not disappear from your eyes as you kneel. Without waiting for a healing spell, he jumps up into the air again.

action because he was, to some extent, anticipating, or prepared.

"What's going on..."

Flashy, acorn twinkle.

I'm glad you're safe, I'm glad.

But that impact is no different than being hit by a train. No, for what it's willing to kill, it'll outweigh even that.

That, no matter how much armor you're wearing and wrapped up in an aura, is it bearable?

Naturally the acorn is unaware, but it is also possible that the measure is different.

So that Yut could exercise the subdivine spell (Immortality Spell) beyond the boundaries of the Great Mage, Valtrude might also be transcending the legend and putting his foot on the floor of God.

The truth is not known on this occasion.

At least, Valtrude doesn't care about that.

"Can you escape my Demon Strike or try it?

Yes, it doesn't change what you do.

"Divine Assault, Divine Rush"

Speaking of a divine spell dedicated to cathedral knights that reinforces "Demonic Strike," Valtrude flies to a mad all-knowing dragon.

The flash ran.

A blow that burns down in an instant and sublimates everything.

The mad all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash doesn't move.

Even Dal-Lukash, who knew everything but was thus permanently insane and lost sight like a mad warrior (Berserker), understood.

The possibility of sending that blow and surviving.

That's what none of us are.

"At least don't die in peace."

Dyed the beauty of an angel with worry, Valtrude put the Goddess Sword in his sheath.

As if that was the signal, Dal-Lukash drifts off (...).

Huge dragon.

Crimson dragon.

Its neck, just halfway down, fell pulled by gravity.

Late, torso areas scattered and torn by Jonah, Exile and Larsia follow the same path.

"It's over...?

The acorn, which had nothing else to do with watching it, snapped.

"Ah? Did I flag you now? Oh, no, no. Such in real life..."

Another mundane visitor for reasons I don't know other than yut.

"Exactly, it's..."

Where Yut hung up on something, the world fills with rainbow light.

"From Obelisk?!?"

Valtrude, who was nearest, breaks through, but we have to wait for him to fit in.

Minutes pass while the world remains rainbow stained.

What the Eye-Opening Yuuts saw was the mad all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash, which increased to three bodies.

They were all fanatical crimson scales, not rainbows, but the unity within them remained neck dropped. But, as if, playing backwards, its Dal-Lukash goes back to normal.

"What do you mean?

"Hi again, didn't you come back to life?

"I couldn't assume it from the name of the all-knowing dragon..."

Larsia and Arsia's words in answer to Valtrude's twinkle were also full of confusion.

"In the meantime, attack Mokai Obelisk?

"Well, you haven't changed once or three times."

Meanwhile, the conclusions of Jonah and Exile are simple and clear.

And Yut and Akane were trying to share their thoughts with each other, not from a place quite far away, but looking at each other.

"Doesn't this mean past, present, and future dragons?

"When we do, do we have to knock the three bodies down at the same time?

"Patterned right..."

Such biased “common sense” naturally doesn't go to the people of the Brewers.

"Right. So, do you want to split up?"

"I'll take the left."

"Okay, I'm on the right"

"Then I'm in the middle of a resurrection. Sounds easy."

But you believed me.

"Okay. I don't know if I'm right, but I'm gonna knock three bodies out at the same time. I'm in charge."

"Well, let's get my attitude in order -" Fully healed "

A healing spell that was also used after the brace to heal the wounds of all allies and restore health.

Ready, that was enough.

"Elemental Missiles"

Again, countless arrows of the source appear in Jonah's present.

Now, cold air, not flames.

Besides, did you squeeze your natural mental strength, a few times as much as you did earlier? I have plenty of firepower support at my disposal.

"Oh, no."

Following the orders of a flat voice, a spear of ice, once launched near the ceiling, descends simultaneously. For the maddening omniscient dragon that has become a trinity, and for the obelisk.

After all, is it a delicate task to bend an attack on Obelisk, or you can't seem to manipulate the probability of an attack on yourself.

The Elemental Missile, which flows down like a waterfall, penetrates Dal-Lukash's entire body in a dull manner, stopping him with cold air and nailing him on the spot.

"Yona, Nice Assist - Sniper's Feast"

Along with that, an arrow with an entity flew from Larsia and penetrated deep into the heart and body into the brain in his eyes.

"gruuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Even if it's crazy, also, even that giant seems to feel the pain instantly, and the omniscient dragon who was in the middle turns himself up screaming.

"Don't overdo it, Val"

"That way."

Two avant-gardes divided left and right wave their scores to each prey.

Unwrought, reckless, overwhelming violence.

I don't mind eating a counterattack. Trust in Alcia, and in Yut, underpins that action.

The probability operation may cause the attack to be somewhat deactivated. For that matter, we just have to keep attacking.

Two newly emerged mad Dal-Lukash who are instantly cut off their lives.

"Jonah's gonna complain about being plain."

Yut cuts through nine pages of the spell and arranges them in front of three mad omniscient dragons.

"The Fantasy of Death, The Wierd Death Tails."

When I met a group of dinosaurs, I was going to use them and prepare them, a theoretical spell on the ninth staircase.

As Yut casts a spell, the pages of the spell are swallowed up into each dragon.

But nothing happens (...).

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Trinity's mad all-knowing dragon Dal-Lukash is also unresponsive.

But that's fine (...).

"The Fantasy of Death" is a grand magician-class spell that shows horrible words and phantoms to subjects and leads them to death. The weaker they are, the more effective they are.

However, what words are being thrown at you and what illusions are you seeing?

The surgeon doesn't even know that.

All I can tell is the results.

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Three mad all-knowing dragons Dal-Lukash collapsed on the spot, breathlessly at the same time.

Almost fills this cavity, as powerful as, say, the destruction site of a building we saw on TV.

But that's all.

That's it.

"When you went crazy, you didn't have to be scared as an all-knowing dragon."

If you can't act rationally, that ability doesn't make much sense either.

Sure, it was a threat, but if you finish it, you can say it's a complete win.

Quiet ending.

At the end of the day, Dal-Lukash regains his sanity and cannot even exchange words.

"Now you're done."

Loosen the riddle look in battle all the time, like an angel, no, with a warm smile on a more beautiful look such as an angel, Valtrude walks by.

Yut, too, tried to nod at it - noticing the discomfort coming from under his feet.

"Shaking?

Whose words would that have been?

It wasn't weird who said it, and it was the right word without having to be sure of anyone.

A cavity, the world trembles.

At its center, there was a pulsating obelisk from which spiraled arms grew countless.