I first unleashed the magic of Fireball on the Golem on the right side of the enemy mage.
Fire on wood is a cheap idea, but classical methods are regarded as kingdoms because they have been used more often than in ancient times to improve their effectiveness.
The fact that wood burns easily does not change.
My fireball strikes Wood Golem brilliantly,
However, it never burned up as it was.
I accidentally pound my tongue.
"Eh, do you treat boulders with fire protection?"
That complex procedure seemed to be meant to increase resistance to flames.
"It doesn't seem like it's too complicated for nothing."
quite do, said the enemy mage,
"I'm terrified of compliments."
and has unleashed the magic of the leaking Fireball.
Regardless, I'm a free person, so flame or thunder, but ice, but I wasn't equipped with any resistance.
Eat it and it will definitely take a lot of damage.
- If you eat it, we're talking about.
When I put up the Barrier without chanting, I jumped straight into Wood Golem's pocket.
If it is fire-resistant, you can erase it and then burn it.
That was my plan.
I unleash the magic of Tornado.
The spiral swirl released from my palm became the blade of the wind and tore Wood Golem's epidermis apart.
Now the fire resistance would have been lost. That's what I decided. I release the fireball again.
The suggestion was that Wood Golem burned up as funny.
It was the sad nature of the inorganic organism that literally stayed on fire but still did not stop the activity.
He comes running at me in flames.
No matter, I don't want to feel compelled.
Speaking of the magic of "Metastasis" at that moment, he refreshed it.
I didn't calculate it, but Wood Golem, who became a mass of flames, collapsed on the spot, taking the form of blocking the hallway.
This might buy us a little time until reinforcements arrive.
It's an out-of-count event, but I don't have a chronic heart.
Immediately turn your attention to the other golem.
The other golem seems to be made of mud.
"This is another classic golem."
A golem inherently refers to an inorganic organism of a human type made of mud.
A fantastic magical creature that in previous life was considered a product of Kabbalah's secret art, but in this world it was a realistic weapon that could be manufactured by everyone, from magicians to alchemists.
The golem in the previous life was supposedly made of mud, but there is similarity to its inheritance in this world.
The basic form of the golem was mud.
A golem made of mud is considered a Mad Golem, but when it comes to a golem without any designation, it basically refers to one made of mud.
That's how common the material was.
However, Mad Golem is also characteristic of commonplace but thus deep.
As mentioned, a guy named Golem changes its strength to gallery by the maker.
If my ex-boss Cefiro made it in tandem, he would be able to make enough to stop a Knights, and sometimes if a runaway magician made it, a puppet doll could be made that couldn't even be satisfied with tea.
Either way, it's the mage's golem that made the brilliant wood golem earlier.
Puppet puppets seem unlimited.
You should hit it with the right readiness.
I recall what Sephiro used to say.
"Look, it's Ike. Mad Golem is the basic form of the Golem. Depending on the maker, it can be the strongest golem, or the weakest. But any powerful Mad Golem has its weaknesses."
Apparently its weakness is that it has a core crystalline stone in the center of its body without exception to Mad Golem.
I mean, if we smash it, Mad Golem says he's going to stop the activity.
Just to the contrary,
"Unless you destroy that crystal, the Golem won't stop you from moving forward."
Because it was Sephiro's word.
In fact, Mad Golem wasn't damaged by eating my fireball.
I mean, it looks like we need to change the way we fight.
When I gave up flame-based magic, I chanted ice-based magic.
Ice Spear (Ice Lance)
Raise your arms vertically.
As I look, my arms are wrapped in pale magic and full of cold air.
It quickly lowers the ambient temperature and white exhalation leaks out of my mouth.
I release the cold air caught in my arms.
As an ice-shaped throwing spear...
My thrown cold air spear goes straight to the foot of the golem.
Then he pierces the foot of a doll made of mud.
The spear itself did not make it possible to destroy Golem's leg, but it could freeze Golem's leg.
Golem tries to move forward, but he couldn't move his legs forward.
However, nevertheless, the Golem advances to obey the Lord's command.
I didn't try to stop you from walking to kill me.
The golem's leg,
"Pokiri."
Make a noise and cut it a thousand times.
The golem didn't stop him from moving forward, even though he lost his right leg from the knee.
Then aim for your left leg and unleash the magic of Ice Spear.
Golem only stops moving forward for a moment, but he still started moving forward again, as he had done earlier.
Now he pulled his left leg off himself and began to advance with only his arm.
You won't be able to stop moving forward without freezing your whole body in this condition.
That's how I feel. I start a magical chant.
The magic of chanting is the same "Ice Spear" magic as before.
But not one this time.
embody countless spears into this world.
I'd like to say 100 bottles, but is it about 10 for me now?
However, that was enough to freeze and marinate the whole Golem, and the excess spear allowed the enemy mage to tow.
Some of my 10 spears hit the golem and succeeded in freezing the golem.
The rest of the spear was hit by an enemy mage, but only by one.
Couldn't freeze like a golem.
The enemy is also of the middlemen.
However, in the gap defending the ice spear, I flew into the Golem's pocket and succeeded in destroying Mad Golem, which became an ice sculpture.
When I touched the frozen golem, I unleashed the magic of Impact.
The golem, which was a block of ice, disperses.
Ice cubes scatter around.
Crushed mud dolls dance like powdered snow and shine like diamond dust.
It was such a beautiful sight to be seen unexpectedly, although in combat.
I just can't take a breath unless that's just for a moment, too, defeating the sorcerer in front of me.
I know that. I'll take care of it immediately.
I started a magical chant.
Lower magic like Fireball or Ice Spear doesn't work on this guy.
That was confirmed.
Then would it be Better to defeat him with more superior magic?
Regardless, it would also be possible to turn it into dust mustard (chiseled) using the magic of the Forbidden Class.
But that was unintentional.
I'm not going to skip the beauty of being a killer.
But if you use the magic of the Forbidden Class here, you may lack the magic of escape.
Me and Alistair came here to reclaim the national seal.
Retrieval is the first time you have taken it back.
You can't just get it.
I told her I knew about it.
Lord Alistair, please help us.
I...
"I found the national seal from the treasure trove and commanded Alistair to come out"
Like poking a magician's gap...
A magician who suddenly raises his surprise to the blonde beauty who came out of the treasure trove.
"Hey, cowardly, you think it's just the two of us!?
This is war, there's cowardice and shit, or that's what I wanted to say, and in the first place, it's not a muscular word for a guy like me who's been putting on two golems.
Without hesitation, the two of us attacked the sorcerer.
Alistair sideways a wooden stick that imparts magic.
Buon, and the unique sound of the weapon that granted the magic cuts the sky.
The sorcerer avoids the slaughter of Alistair in gorgeous steps.
This magician seems to be better at exercising as well as magic.
It doesn't have to be funny.
I also grant the magic of Enhanced Systems (Buffs) to improve my physical abilities.
I gave magic to my fist and I joined the melee as well.
Alistair's slaughter, my fists strike one sorcerer after another.
The sorcerer sends them away.
Reverse your torso, magically build barriers, and flirt with us with metastases.
The figure was like a crook artist.
"Oh man, he's pretty tough. How can a man called a sorcerer be so versatile?"
Carosa, a previously fought pirate, Varik, a court magician, all equally excelled in martial arts.
Mages and others locked themselves in the lab and thought there were many scholarly breakdowns dawning in magical research, but why are all the mages confronting me, so handy?
I just think I was born under that fate.
"It's not a bad thing to do everyday."
I waved my fist with those unscientific words in my mouth.
My fist does not pierce him, but plunges into the hallway of the palace.
The walls crack enormously and wear large holes.
Seeing it, the magician leaks foolishness, too.
"If you take a blow like this, your life could be in danger."
"Then I recommend surrender. I'm not willing to take it to life, but I can't take it any further."
"Is this the way to go? I see your magician vessel can be seen in that word. Honestly, you'll remember chills."
"It's an honor to compliment you."
When I said that, I wasn't a magician, I glimpsed the ground.
It's not bad to keep fighting like this.
This is for both of us.
No matter how much void you are, it will always disadvantage the other side.
Put that in evidence. He was already breathing on his shoulder.
If we keep fighting like this, we'll be able to make him out of combat any day, but then it'll take too long properly.
I could also see the guards from afar.
We should settle this place early.
That's what I thought. I hit the ground as hard as I could.
Alistair and enemy mages were watching the situation.
For a moment, this man looked at me wondering what he was doing, but immediately he seemed to have guessed my intentions.
The floor of the palace, made of cobblestone, has a large hole, and the dust is scattered.
The point is, I used it to blind my eyes.
Alistair rushes up near me.
Confirming that, the magic of Fog wraps the surrounding area in darkness.
"Lord Ike, you're going to get away with this sight defect, aren't you?
That's what Alistair's been asking, but I shake my head to the side.
"That's one hand, too, but I want to keep this magician out of combat here. As long as he's breathing, he doesn't know what he's gonna do."
Even if we escape from the king's capital, we will not be pursued.
I wanted to escape without leaving any trace.
I'd like to avoid the fact that I got the national seal, but at the end of the day, I'll be surrounded by enemy soldiers.
In fact, the sorcerer is shouting out loud.
"It's no use, you thief! Sure, I can't see you now, but the magic feels like a twinge. Even if you run away from this place, trace its magic and make sure it's captured in this king's city."
Doesn't seem like a loser.
In fact, if you had engaged so far and felt my magic on your skin, it would have been that easy.
Then he still seems to have to take it down here.
I thought so. I run into his nose.
I put my magical right hand in his face.
He takes it with both hands.
Magic was also imparted to his hands.
"It's no use. I can't reach your fist."
"That's a cool dialogue. It's like being the hero in a story."
"I hope so. I want to be the hero who defeated the Demon King's army in the future."
"I think that depends on future developments, but I just want to ask you one thing"
"What? I'll tell you anything but state secrets. You and I have crossed fists."
The sorcerer in front of you is apparently the type who understands the story.
I didn't hate this hand-type guy.
General Eingod and I met earlier. Looks like this Reese has all the talent inside.
Confirming it again, I asked him.
"My fist is full of magic, but not intent on killing. I know that's why you think you can't defeat yourself, but what do you think of that area?"
"I totally agree with you on that. All you need is to be prepared to kill your enemies. You'll have a hard time in the future."
"My ex-boss tells me something very similar. By the way, which one do you think is stronger: a magical fist, or a murderous fist?
The sorcerer answers my questions with action.
He paid off my fist when he laughed at it, releasing a magical blow like I did earlier.
The fist obviously had a killer in it.
"The answer is' fists with both intent to kill and magic '!!
The man has hit me with all his strength, as foretold, but I'll take his blow with both hands, too.
And when I took that shock all over my body, I said:
"Unfortunately, that's incorrect."
That being said, I went on like this.
"The answer is' kicking ', which confers magic. Kicking is three times more powerful than fisting."
I'll put a kick in his empty stomach.
"Ohhh."
The sorcerer leaks such a dialogue with blood reflexes.
I couldn't hear any more dialogue because I was unconscious in an instant.
When the sorcerer collapsed on the spot, he was cramped.
I don't think he'll die, but he won't even be able to eat satisfactorily for a few weeks.
Looking at it, he held Alistair and put his foot on the edge of the window.
"Now, Lord Alistair, I'm going to jump out of here and flee, but do you have the national seal of the matter properly?
Alistair nods loudly and takes the leather bag out of her pocket.
There was certainly a national seal in it.
"Even if I were to let this life go, I wouldn't let this go. It exists to deliver to His Majesty even when he is immortal. So, Lord Ike, if anything happens to me on the road, let me come back to life as an undead."
"I'm quite prepared, but please give the Kuniken to His Majesty alive"
When I gave it back, I jumped out the window.
Regardless, gravity is controlled by magic to minimize impact.
The garden of Reese's palace was as big as a fool, but I used the magic of Flying endlessly with her in my arms, pushing through the garden of the royal palace.