Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

The lying adventurer can't take one move already. It just ran out after a slight cramp. His cloudy eyes stare resentfully at the demon who opened up and gave him a toddle.

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You can't stop the demonic advances without that. He approaches Gramada as he tramples and crushes the stacked corpse. Like a great wave that cannot be averted by the power of man. It is man's business and instinct to try to resist it.

He was painfully abrasive about the demonic progression in the third trench, where he changed his retreat formation.

The arrows and magic fly across the soil sac, which is packed high. After the number was reduced by simultaneous shooting, those who were able to carry melee weapons cut in simultaneously. It's the same structure as it was in the early days of the war, but their weapons are covered with blood glue, and their armor is engraved with scratches. Many have lost their lives and are still falling from injuries they have suffered.

The fact that Master Temro, Matuda, who was above all the pillar of the front line, was to intercept to the north and south gates, puts a heavy burden both physically and mentally. Still, it wouldn't be possible at the moment for Gramada to maintain that front in small numbers without them.

Futuno and Kagra, who lay themselves on the front line, were also quite exhausted without leaking into examples.

A spear chopped off the oak while breathing on his shoulder. The neck jumped high and the blood splash overflowed like a fountain from the torso that remained on the spot. But one demon after another comes to crush Doe and his falling body. With a blade to return, he doubled the gobbling wrapper out of his brain and then stuck a gap in Goblin Knight's armor through his eyes.

"Ha-ha-ha. I wonder if this is... hard."

The sound of the beating is getting intense. Heavy gold bars fall into the velcro pouch to reduce the drain on the force of the arm, and use spears, but because they are constantly moving, however severe the drain is on the health of ghosts.

Like Kagra, the surrounding adventurers are quite exhausted. All the things that left the front due to injuries, those that could not restore their magic as they thought and could not return to the front, and all the spare forces were also put in due to various circumstances. The loss of everyone treated on the back has also fallen sharply enough to be able to return to the front.

Whatever broke the weapon held the weapons left behind by those who could no longer fight and ate their teeth to support the front. Those who can use the art of junction, like the Futunos, continue to bind in front of the gates and refuse to infiltrate or infiltrate the demons.

"Firewall! Ugh, Akan. Dizziness..."

It was a small amount of mana potion, but I drank it all at once and went to the spot. Because the number of things that could be intercepted was decreasing, the gap had to be filled rapidly with Futuno magic, and the remaining magic was on the verge of depletion.

"Lady, it's your turn. Get some rest."

That is how the priest of the Temple of Ordis speaks to Futuno. He lowered to the inside of the gate in a foothold fluttering with few words. There's a Kagra figure right there. He seems to be asleep quite a bit, just like Futuno. There is blood on every part of the armor, and I can see it coming through the fierce battle.

"... hmm? Oh, you want to take a break too?"

"Seya. I can see the end and it's so tight..."

Futsuno whining so much while drinking up Lipovitama DX. She's usually a bright moodmaker, but her expression is also dark in this setting now. As we both lean down, but rest our bodies to restore strength, magic.

"Still... I have to. The concubines will still be able to take turns to rest. Don't know what's happening to Mitama. Besides, you must protect the Lord's place of return.

"Seya. Nob, it's my wife who makes you look sad when you come home. [M] I'm sure Mittama's working hard, too. Don't hold on to us!

Then he takes a slight nap as he puts the two of them together. As the sound of the spear and burst sounded, but I was tired, so when I closed my eyes, drowsiness struck me immediately.

"... Phew."

Shdon

Stick the released arrow into the right eye of the Red Helm Bear so it can be sucked in.

Goaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

The giant with one eye crushed turns back in the direction in which the arrow would have been unleashed with anger and mind. But there's no one there anymore. Shortly after that, there was something running up the back of the Red Helm Bear.

"... Martial Arts" Steel Air Knife Thunder "This Kind of Torah" "

The body of the Red Helm Bear began to cramp violently when the Demon Spirit Silver Shortcuts wrapped in electric shock protruded into its medulla prolongation without swooping resistance. I blew bubbles from my mouth and my face shuddered and peeled my left eye off. And as it was, he made a loud noise with his pants and fell.

"... haha. Twenty-five now. Everyone else..."

The few elite faces led by Matuda had already kicked some of the demons in front of the gate and scattered them to carry out their own annihilation missions. The Muscle Brothers are in charge of interceptions in front of the gate because they boast of the robustness of the iron walls but have a high calorie consumption and are not suitable for play.

The individuals who came away from the frontal flock had many strong demons. None of this would do a lot of damage if we let this inside the city.

Mitama was in charge of a guerrilla run around the place when she was bought the ability to oppose the enemy and the high level of combat power on a single plane. Since Futuno and I were originally working together, our ability to continue fighting as individuals will compete for one or two of Waizumi's guards because of the ingenious pace allocation of health and magic. However, due to the wandering of demons with higher individual abilities than expected, martial arts and other major moves had to be used to stop in a short time. Consequently, it is severely depleted. Accumulated fatigue of things that recover while drinking potions and the like is pressed on the body without disappearing.

(... no enemy shadows around. Hmm, just rest your body a little...... Ha!?

I have a bad feeling about running on my spine. Mitama literally turns herself around as her intuition shows. There was a sticky liquid swinging over the grass I had earlier. If you turn your gaze first, which would have been unleashed, you will see a large eyeball lizard-like demon with a flock of blue skin, whose body gradually assimilated to its surroundings and disappeared, which would have been two meters.

(... that shape and liquid. I've heard it from Suzy. Must have been a sticky chameleon. If you let that one go to the city, you won't be able to put your hands on it, will you? I have to finish here......)

With that in mind, move the remaining body of weight and be alert to the surroundings.

How to slaughter an invisible demon. Various simulations were taking place in Mitama. There are only two short-knives currently equipped, thirty-nine bows and arrows, one flashing soul stone, and later potions. I had already used up my mana potion for what I had.

Flashing Soul Stone is a substitute for instantaneous flashing by processing soul stones with eye-catching magic props that Kyle also uses and beating them when using the magic of light. He was just a tiger boy for times of need.

I wish I could have attacked the entire perimeter with a range attack, but there was only one martial arts, weapon skills, and magic that Hate Mithama could use, and there was not enough magic to use it. What a fuel-efficient thing to cause instant magic loss if you release a single shot even in full condition.

I just have to do it with something more than I can rely on it. I dug up the trait I had heard from Suzi from my memory and put a bow on it with a short knife to the lower back holder. The position you were in earlier, and your intuition, determines the likely dangerous direction and squeezes your bow toward it.

"... Weapon Skill 'Howling Arrow'!

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

The arrow released from the bow continues in a straight line as it emits a sound that splits the ear like a "pinch". Continuously Mitama releases similar Weapon skills as she connects the arrows and deflects direction.

After the arrows unleashed on the third passed, the flourishing grass appeared slightly distorted group blue giant. Howling Arrows, which are effective sounding arrows against fast prey, etc. Sometimes demons, such as demons that fly crazy with a sense of equilibrium just passing by the side of the prey with high frequencies, fell out of balance. In this case, it is an operation because I heard that if you stimulate the demonic epidermis, you can temporarily inhibit assimilation with the scenery.

The arrow I was preparing for the fourth one was aimed at the sticky chameleon and squeezed at once...... unleashed.

Zach.

The arrows capture the demon's body in a straight line as they aim and stick it in his right shoulder. Sticky chameleon that squeaks with stuffy piggy. Now was my chance and I rushed out with my bow tucked into the porch and pulled out my short knife.

Piggyaaaaaaaa

The long tongue was cleverly used to fight to capture Mithama's body, but it was not the leg strength of a handsome beast. I can still move, no matter how tired I am. While I thought so, I jumped all at once as my tongue moved to prune my life with one blow.

Scon.

Mittama's Demon Spirit Silver Shortcuts pierced Sticky Chameleon's brow faster than the tip of his tongue returned. The demon lay down on the spot with Zuzun because the blade reached his brain. Now I finally take a breath, it was when I thought so.

Talking

An uncomfortable liquid poured down on Mitama's body as it involved the body of the defeated chameleon.

(He was still there!?

If you shifted your gaze, there was a sticky chameleon staring at this one with one neck directly around his side, left and right. I wonder if it would be anger at the killing of my fellow countrymen. The screaming is also getting rough enough.

(Have you been lurking and peeking at this one since the beginning? Come on, my leg!

The sticky chameleon's spitting adhesive fluid cures in just a few moments when it touches the air to secure the prey on the spot. At this time, Mitama's left foot was still unmatched and hardened to snap to the ground. The only way to force it to lift is to decide on the stuck ground.

Mithama throws a nosada in his left hand toward one sticky chameleon. but the aim is sweet because one leg is fixed and sticks the side of the chameleon into the tree behind it.

After a frequent look at the mites as if they were going to do the ordinance slowly, the two slowly approaching and stretching their tongues as they scratched the crust and the grass. There's no escape anywhere to be pinched, Mithama.

Bichoa

While the tongues and tongues of the sticky chameleons intertwined with each other didn't look like a little courtship action, Mittama's figure had disappeared from the spot to scratch off.

(... Ckahah. Ha-ha-ha, one hair at a time. But there's already magic...)

By instilling the magic of None and activating the "Flying Sky" of Ninja, I was able to get a hard distance. But the drain was intense, the magic was nearly depleted, and the clothes on the left foot were not torn by the forced movement where they were fixed by the adhesive liquid. Did the liquid penetrate into my shoes? My skin was torn and I applied it to my blood everywhere.

Mitama rushes out to take a distance when it's dangerous as it is. But the two sticky chameleons who noticed it chase after them. The slow movement until just now was a clever move to go anywhere.

(... Damn, I just got noticed. Still...... never give up till the end)

The chameleons cleverly extend their tongues as they continue to run. Sticky chameleon's tongue had a thinned sticky liquid attached to it, and it was a capture method to draw it into a whole swallow after letting it stick to the prey. As much as it travels differently from earlier, the trend has been captured by the traces scratching the grass, but avoiding it from the speed and range of the tongue is not achieved with the utmost effort.

(... hit me!

Squeeze and release the bow as it rolls. The arrows slightly plundered the sticky chameleon but continue to fly backwards.

Shuffin, Beta

"... ah!?

Another sticky chameleon's tongue tangles into the bow as he winds up shooting. A tongue that is neither powerful nor frightening to peel off. Mithama then let go of his hand and flew away rearward with his remaining right foot on the axis of his shoe. I was there until a moment ago. There's a sticky chameleon tongue cutting out the sky. The specific motion of the lizard bending around the neck is, "Off? 'I was just saying.

Bakin Bolin Bokiki

Swallow while chewing the bow you tangled up earlier. It's a wood composite, but it would be nothing but a bad diet to chew and swallow flat.

And that would have deprived Mitama of the art of taking distance and fighting.

"... so be it!

She won't give up. At that time, I wondered if even this was my impudence as I stared at Knobsada facing the giant queen of ants. Scratch to the end and make sure you win. Mittama's eyes, sworn so, were looking forward without giving in.