Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

What you see at the end of the horizon is a bunch of demons. I'm slowly coming here because I'm still at a distance, but that was stirring up more fear. Everyone was always silent, and the shivering of the weapons that stood was what conveyed the tremor of their bodies, but they couldn't even afford to notice it.

Paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan

The sound of two hands hitting each other echoes on one side. Everyone turned their consciousness to the source. Formation there is a man plugged into old age holding the post of Chief Defense Officer of Gramada. The man, dressed in perfect black leather clothing, has a delightful look on his face, rather than feeling any fear of a herd of visible demons.

"You haven't been swallowed up by your opponent since before the battle started! On their backs lies the lives of the people of Gramada. Then I'm not telling you to spare everyone's life and protect them! Defeat the demon with the intention of dying! Live with the will to die! Conflicting? You're so thin! If we survive, we'll get a reward. Your destination drinker daughter might fall in love with you. Love may sprout among the warriors we fought together. The future of the Lord and others is uncertain. I don't care how much you scratch them!

"" "" "" "" "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa," "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "

It is a very monstrous discovery, but what we hear is that the adventurer is the main structure. Even the unschooled grabbed a heart because it was easy to understand and simple.

"And. This time the guild card is in the showdown specification. We're not just going to count roughly the number of demons we've defeated. So I will teach you good things to motivate your lords here. The Alliance Master says that the most commonly butchered demons will have as many Adventurer Alliances as they can wish. Of all the exclusions. Come on, get on with it and finish it!!

"" "" "" "" "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa," "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" ""

Adventurers boiling further from Matuda to just a surprise.

But the opposite of that, an amylal on his shadowed face stuffed Matuda.

"Oh, hey Matuda, do that on your own......"

"It's too late. Hang some bait and keep your penis and morale. You can also use Nong's personal belongings if you need them. I don't have a problem with it."

"Still unplanned...... Besides, it doesn't matter what we defeated. Oh, man, what kind of unscrupulous demands come"

"So I told you everything was possible. You just have to reopen what you can't do. Shut up with your fists if you have to."

Amiral can't hide his sigh from a bad friend who says so all the time while sticking out his fist, which is as good as the head of a much squeezed child. I don't know how many times I've covered Matuda's impotence just because the roots are serious.

The face of an adventurer with such amiral melancholy morale waited for the impending demon with a temperamental face and clenched each weapon.

"Magic soldier! Start chanting!!

In conjunction with the captain's hanging voice, the first wave of magic soldiers begins chanting on the outer wall. The magic of each member is condensed and shaped along with the chant that is spun out.

Zazzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Demon walks don't stop. That appearance, one step closer to another, will accelerate fear. I push my emotions and wait for them to activate now or now. That's when the order runs over the captain when he's in range of effects.

"At the same time, say YAYYYYYYY!!!!"

Firestorms, firewalls, windstorms and windwalls were activated multiple times, and the wind became a huge wall that stirred and blew up the fire, blocking the demon's way, and even dyed its body to the vermilion. While there are striking individuals who cross the corpse and are engulfed in flames, their advances will not stop. Break through the burning Red Lotus wall and out of range of effect with one or two. But it was accompanied by a sweep from the archers. Arrows piercing closer than the air turned the demon into a palm seal-like appearance.

But still, there's something that doesn't stop. The battle began against the adventurers and knights who carried their swords with them.

Zang.

A brilliant, one-handed sword slaughters the goblin away with one sword. It would be comforting to see that flock pushing back with a shield, one after the other, cut back from behind.

"Wow! Next! I'll never let you through here. Even if it's mean!!

"Jerind! You're going too far forward! Maintain the spot."

"Aye! Naina, I'll take care of the neighbors!

"Damn, like I grew up. Like I didn't. Well, when this guy's done, we're gonna get some good booze, so let's do it."

Nina lines up next to Jerind and waves a single-edged sword that resembles a horse-slashing knife. The weapons they are equipped with are bespoke items given to them by Knobsada and are subjected to a considerable amount of self-weighted grant magic. But it was magical enough. Similar items belonged to the companions who assisted them in the back, and they cemented their will to protect Gramada in their hands.

"Enemies in the air are magically intercepted! Using the bow could involve the adventurer below!

Instructions fly from within the Knights and pass to each unit. After confirming it, the knight who gave the instruction pulled a group of his men and jumped out from the left wing.

"First unit's gonna go around from left and cut in! Temro, get out!!

Connect the pattern of "Meteor", the Morningstar, to the single-handed javelin in your hand and shake it to become a spear of length that can also be used on horses. He drove his beloved horse into the side of the demonic wave. After a moment of observation, direct an assault aimed at a slightly widening gap.

"Look, I'm gonna have eyes in the back, too, so run through it! That's all death approaches if you patrol. Al Ex, let's go!

Inspiring his horse, Temro runs through the battlefield. And a bunch of men, hardened with white armor at the head of him, pierced him at once over the sides.

"I see it! There!!

Every time that spear is swung, multiple demon heads dance and roll to the battlefield. Occasionally, the magic that sets its aim at him confirms its existence before it is released and erases it with the iron sphere part that hits the stone bump part. You can avoid it, but you can do it sparingly enough to erase it so that it doesn't hit someone behind you.

The group slammed to their right hand as they ravaged demons like flowing waterfalls. Zero dead against the assault, which seems reckless, the wound sustained is about a scratch.

"Once you leave! Predict the timing and we'll cut in again!

A group of whites had repeatedly struck a blow away and set up a chop to keep the demons from gaining momentum. Thanks to this, we had time to reorganize the line and carry out the casualties.

But the complexion of Temro, who did it, cannot be dismissed. It felt vague but felt the presence of someone.

"Who? Someone is looking at this one..."

The battle wasn't just for the knights and adventurers. In front of the gate, clerics dispatched from each temple in a temporary treatment center struggle with wounded opponents being brought in one after another.

"Dear Cleric, the wounded have been brought in again"

"Okay. Keep cloth wrapped around the wound level. The next thing you know, use a potion to replace the yellow one. I'll treat you in order from the terrible!

"" "Ha" "

What a priest of the Temple of Levelit, Bell, was explaining to each temple the idea of identification and first aid that he had heard from Nobsada and was promoted to the representative of this treatment unit. The usual unreliable impression is that he gives instructions without losing the misery that makes him want to turn away. He had also changed dramatically in the past few months.

Before he came here, he knew that all his children and grandchildren would participate in this defense by talking about his wife and body coming to the treatment center where he was in charge. I swear I would do everything in my power to protect the happiness of everyone who can't tell who it is but does a little harm and take care of me from day to day. This is Bell's battlefield.

His attitude propagates to those of the other temples and his morale is high. The speed of treatment also increased, and those with minor injuries returned to the front one after the other thanks to a large number of prepared potions.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

The hand knife that is shaken chops off the demon's neck. I can't explain it by reason, but Gazan seems to be able to use his dagger Weapon Skill with a knife. The puller pierced the demon's heart, gripping gushingly as he grabbed the heart muscle that sometimes still pulsed. It's a dull looking mass of muscle, but the more you follow it with your eyes, the faster you become, the more you slaughter one demon after another. Why does it feel like the spearhead was simply directed from person to demon, even though it was revamped?

Similarly, Bascomb was exercising his shooting weapon skills with stone-throwing.

"Ciccolo. Create one after the other. Ha ha, roaring muscles. Eat DIE League Stone 1!!

Fly like a demon's head burst every time you throw a flat stone that is created one after the other with Ciccolo's magic. He gently flushes his hips, hips, shoulders, shoulders and twisting arms from his feet and throws stone bullets out with his full strength. Occasionally, it has become very difficult to avoid because of the variety of changes that have been made to curve, plummet, and appear multiple due to rashes. The roaring armpits were unleashed one after the other, not knowing that they were tired and bullet-pressed.

After creating a pile of stone bullets, Ciccolo chants his own magic.

"Earth, respond! Order in the name of Ciccolo Partimus. Lower the hammer of your muscles to the fools who appear and spread in front of me! Reveal it! Ground King" ARSKINGOOOOOOOOO "!!

Gogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogogo

Raise the roar and the earth flourishes and shapes what looks like a golem. Its size shrunk by less than two meters than the previous one. The appearance had changed dramatically. Previously, it was like a boneless golem. Its body was streamlined and finely matched like a tight muscle.

"Crash, Dragonfly!

Running out at the same time, the master hits the insect-shaped demon with his left and right arms in twin lariats. Then to the goblins that were on the side. The concurrent power bomb. After plunging its body deep into the ground, it hit Lariat to cross each other's arms to the remaining cobolt in between. Pawn and his neck are chopped a thousand times and a blood splash blows up from his body like a fountain.

When it was over, Golem went back to the dirt with Zara. It also seems difficult to maintain it as the amount of magic consumed seems to have increased only as the movement has become agile. I guess I'm just mocking the on-off switchover for the unreadable battle ahead.

And it was turning into a brain muscle that was going to worry me about what a demon conductor was. Yasuda Boot Camp, Physically and Physically Terrible Evolution (?). Maybe they can no longer reason.

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There is a man in a red robe who sets his arms together on a far hill far from Gramada.

"It's finally started...... kuha, good, good. Dance like it's funny. Let's have some fun."

From that hill, demons and people usually only look like sesame seeds, but it looks like the man has it in his hand. It is as much fun as seeing it in a delightful play already.

"... Secretary Sarchese. An emergency call ball has been activated and instructed to return to the King's Capital immediately."

Soon a man in white was kneeling in front of a man in a red robe.

"What!?

"Apparently there was an anomaly in Wang Du. His Excellency Dillen has ordered an immediate return."

Sarchese gets grumpy as she sees it. It is like a child who has been taken away with a toy.

"Chi, what the hell did you do to Sama the Prime Minister? I thought we were supposed to be competent when we talked about Admiral Takuta. Are you vulnerable to unexpected things like elite? No, the influence of Ning Lo Arr...?

Thoughts deeply as he thumbs down the head of his nose.

"Can't you help it? Take this far. At least Gramada's power will be drained. I don't think it would be perfect for me to leave just because there are unusual people..."

It is a terrible thing to say that he is my boss. I'm making bitter criticisms of the upper management, but I'm not making the white side of kneeling slight.

"Back now. You see the upside of things and then you come back."

"Ha."

"Damn it, let's make sure my hometown runs out. You're the only fit this time. I need to hunt my mind down, smash it, smash it to make it easier to use, haha"

With an evil high laugh and a glimpse of the white side kneeling, Sarchese took out from her nostalgia what looked like a soul stone the size of a palm of her hand. It is processed and demonic. And if you pass the magic, it will shine like a fire lit inside a soul stone. The orange particles overflowed and it enveloped Sarchese's body. At that moment when it covered his whole body, Sarchese's body disappears with Hushun.

The remaining white side stared at the distant glamada without being slight. Its neck is fitted with a metal collar that dullly reflects the sun's light.

I can't read that expression because it has a face, but what the hell do you think...