My 【Repair】Skill Became an Almighty Cheat Skill, So I Thought I’d Open Up a Weapon Shop

- As soon as we were ready to leave, we left Athlopolis for the destination tower.

Nothing seemed particularly problematic on the road, rather it was more peaceful than on the road from the 'Demon King's Castle area' to Athlopolis, where little or no battle with demons even occurred.

Before us, who wonders what the hell is going on, immobile evidence showing the cause showed up.

"Hey, White Wolf's. Look at that..."

"... no doubt, Norzuri did it"

Where the contours of the tower came to a clear visible distance, just a little off the path, the unbroken body of Fenrill Wolf was left unattended.

A giant slightly above average is stung from the abdomen to the jaw by a pile of ice protruding from the ground and is out of breath.

Norzuri, who's headed to the tower in a different move from us, passed here one foot away and instantly killed Fenrirwolf's scouts.

"Bigger than the opponent I fought for... and no other trauma means a blow special...?

"A demon general would be no surprise or anything. Let's just hurry ahead. It's not competition, but I don't have a good feeling I'm leaving everything to Norzuri."

As we rush towards the tower, there is a steady increase in the number of bodies of Fenrill Wolf, tailored with ice and blades.

It was too much of a sight to cool the liver on the inside, as if a herd of great warcraft, supposedly comparable to dragons, had been dumped unconstructively as a mowed weed.

"What if you're bluffing on the dumb side? Survivors are waiting."

Reflect on Dustin's unchanged remarks and see the tower as it approaches the moment.

There more than ten fenrill wolves wandered around, constantly guarding their surroundings.

"Rather than survive, it feels like a scourge that came back late."

"Same thing. Perhaps the Demon General is already in the tower. I'm gonna start cleaning that one up."

"Don't make it easy on me. If it's just you, this time you've got a foot job like me."

"Self-assessment is more accurate than anything else, even when you are in an inappropriate capacity. Well... apparently they noticed. You're gonna save me a lot of hassle rushing over."

They've been sensed by either hearing or smell, and a bunch of Fenrill Wolves that surrounded the perimeter of the tower rush out all at once over the high ground where we are.

Immediately everyone prepares for battle, and the brave Ezel, who was in the front row, takes a step further.

"Because it can't be like that time! Come on, Heavenly Sword!

Ezel wields a Dwarf sword to activate his skills.

[Armed Summoning] Skill, a type of so-called [Summoning] system skill - Attack skill to roll out a weapon braided with magic, belonging to the same lineage used by Bradford of the Silver Wings Knights.

Originally, more than a dozen indelibly stripped swords were deployed around the perimeter to carry out ranged attacks with those simultaneous projections.

"... oh, that...?

A band of dazzling light also spreads overhead.

A number of magical swords, more than ten times the usual, were pointing their cuttings at a flock of fenrill wolves as they wrapped dazzling light.

"Hey, what... what is this?!?

Ezel screaming in confusion.

Is that the power of the Dwarf's treasure sword that I gave away from the Neulars?

I heard they have the ability to enhance their attack skills, but I can't believe they work this well.

"Don't worry, shoot!

"Yikes... no!

He receives me raise my voice unexpectedly, and Ezel waves down his sword and sweeps the blade of magic simultaneously.

More than a hundred blades pour into a group of Fenrill Wolves running up the platform, and dust from the excavated ground and blood splashes wind up like an explosion.

The number had decreased to just a handful, even though a few giant wolves would walk by breaking the earthen smoke.

One of the leading giant fenrill wolves growls.

Even under the direct blow of the rain of Ezel's magic blade, it is undoubtedly one of the strongest classes in this herd, endured with thick fur and flesh.

At the next moment, the eartip of the demon spear pierced its neck.

I wasn't thrown at you.

At some point, Dustin, the user, fleshed out, jumping and sticking in his hand.

"Yell, Thunder"

Demon spear, thunderbolt (Thunder), whose tip, which originally emits countless magical thorns by throwing, could be played in Fenrirwolf's body and tore apart the giant.

"Ben, Thunderlight"

Dustin threw another wave of demon spear on the scaffold as the immediate-dead Fenrill Wolf giant rolled down the ground.

Drawing a trajectory as complex as a lightning strike, the demon spear runs through the ground rinse, tearing the legs of the remaining Fenrill Wolf apart one after the other.

Far from fatal wounds, if you get your legs slashed without any foretaste in the midst of (or less) a full-blown disease, there is nothing more than a loss of stability and a flashy clash to the ground.

He's still a man with a bad sense of combat.

When there are individuals who cannot be defeated even by the heavenly sword invitations of Ezel with unexpected enhancements, they judge quickly, perhaps before simultaneous shooting, and are fleshy at the right time as the individuals they think are most powerful come through the dust.

Simply throwing a thunderbolt, he read out that he couldn't defeat it, just like Ezel, and struck out into internal destruction after wearing the epidermis with all his might.

And even for the remaining individuals, they threw thunderlights (lightning) from the beginning, aiming not at destruction, but at falling and stopping, and achieved their purpose lightly.

Garnett and Sacramento - as well as the brave Ethel and Lionel, had lost words to Dustin's hands-on vibrancy.

Comparing specs only, including simple physical abilities and skills enhancement, doesn't make an extreme difference from them even when it comes to Dustin.

It is when compared to Travis that there is an overwhelming performance difference.

Dustin's strength is backed up more by the skill of battle than by his physical abilities.

"If you're looking? There's still breath, get it over with."

"Yes, I don't even have to be told!

Fenrill Wolf's herd of disease held back, but the battle is not over yet.

We rushed down the slopes of the high ground to finish off Fenrill Wolf's remaining battle to get up and regenerate.

- Then, after a one-sided sweep, we finally reach the end of the tower, which is our destination.

The roar and roar echoing inside the hollow tower were above all a true representation of the fact that Demon General Norzuri was engaged.