"Hold on!
"Huh."
The first action I chose was to jump while holding Lunaria in my left arm.
Jump obliquely back and move towards the walls of the dried fountain square.
The crossbow has its own limits to the angle at which it can be shot with a decent aim, rather than standing up and shooting, making it difficult to aim at an angle close to the bottom.
If the wall is secured, the alarming range narrows from circle to fan.
At the same time, more Sacred Shields are deployed overhead.
Buckwheat, and the bursting sound of an intense crossbow arrow (bolt).
Put your swords on your knees as the droppers follow us.
It's when I thought you'd come.
"Dragon, don't perish."
Captain (Commander), similar to Hoshibanamogra, Tarpida uttered in a precipitated voice the ancient magic of a time when dragons were still full of the world, The Word of Dragon Destruction (Dragon Bain).
One after the other, the mana converged on the weapon planted by the snoring dolls (Spawn).
Words used by wizards of old times that increase their destructive power against dragons and their families.
Probably quite effective against me with dragon factors.
And the Words used by the dragons of the Divine Age to counter and offset have already become Lost Words.
If it was the Evil Dragon Varakhiaka, it would have known how to fight magic.
Unfortunately, it is now the modern age of the dragon's departure, and Varakhiaka is dead.
Even a wizard who can speak of Dragon's Destruction (Dragon Bain) is rare, but no one remembers that it is a Word to break the Dragon's Destruction (Dragon Bain).
"Giggly!!
The Droppers (Spawn) rush in with the sword tips of the Dragon Killer.
A stuffed and black mucus blindfold. That's definitely a poisonous sword.
Stabbed with any of those blades, it involves life and death.
Tremors and tensions came from Lunaria's body held in her left arm.
So, I...
"Oops!!
I was in the mood and decided to try a flesh-bomb battle as usual.
Leap left oblique forward with your right hand while holding the small, screaming Lunaria to your left.
Approach the dropper (spawn) at the left end at the highest speed you can get out, draw a small circle with your right palm, and pay out compactly with a twist of your arm and wrist.
Grab the wrist holding the sword as it is, pull it closer,
"Raah!!
He kicked his sword away and kicked his body in the side.
The dropper (Spawn), who was kicked by the shell, falls like a domino by involving his companion.
"Falling" "Spider web" "
Covering the spider thread (web) there prevents me from leaving, while I wield the sword I took away and slap the netted droppers (spawn) like a snare.
"~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!!
Skewers. Screaming.
Avoid flying crossbow arrows (bolts).
Against two waves of enemies,
"" Running "" Abrasive ""
Run thick fat (grease) and restrict movement.
Regardless of the falling demons, draw a "sign" that sets a goal by finger luck,
"-" Thunder Stripes (Tonitrus) "Huh!
Strike the attack magic you don't normally use toward the approximate position of the crossbow archer identified in the shooting from earlier.
A lightning strike directed to the metal of the crossbow was sucked into the arrow narrow space, raising the scream of the severer demon.
Without precipitation, redevelop the Sacred Shield to consolidate protection.
The forged body is like a well-maintained mechanical device.
It moved me along as usual, roughly with numerous concerns.
The demons', distorted expressions.
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... crossbow to curse on poison, rare dragon killing magic.
Besides, besides, there is a guardian named Lunaria.
I see. Really, the only thing I think about is killing a human being named me.
There would be a good chance of death.
If he is slashed with a sword, he dies.
If the arrow hits, he dies.
So when I gained invincibility by the dragon, I was frightened by the death I visited again... but did the demons think?
If so, I have to say my thoughts are sweet.
'Cause that's normal (...).
Humans usually die if they are slashed with a sword, and if an arrow hits them, they die.
That's the fight, that's the violence.
I don't feel like an invincible superman when it comes to dragon blood than I did before, and I've been working out to crush that kind of chronic mind for a long time.
Creating a tough body, moving in disregard of the fear of death.
That's the workout of a warrior. That's that hill in the city of the dead, where Brad and I have been shaping ourselves as warriors since we were doing some proper archery.
"Shh, wow..."
I heard Lunaria squeaking.
Come to think of it, this is the first time I've seen her stand around for real, including magic.
"Have you reviewed it a little?
I dare to joke and ask.
In fact, it is the current situation that is more critical while cutting to the billboard that is not such a good situation, usually sealed offensive magic.
... but in front of her to protect, I wanted to fix her spare face.
"Yeah. Po, I finally found out you're not just a favorite."
It was quite a tough response.
With a blue face, she smiles back at her still letting her smile at her temperament.
- Then turn your gaze to Tarpida, the Captain (Commander) who followed the Droppers (Spawn).
"……… Come on, what do you want to do?
The corner of the dried fountain square is already covered with fat and walking access is limited in scope.
The crossbow arrow (bolt) attack will be effective, but this one is also dealt with as a priority, so it is not a decisive factor.
Of course, the concentration is sharpened, and the motion with many gaps is restricted, but in turn, it can be crushed with the Thunder Word.
And most importantly...
"I think time is on our side."
Despite how lonely and insecure the streets are, this is the capital of Teardrop (Iliastia).
It is the capital of the Fartile kingdom.
If the devil has been raging for a long time, then naturally the warriors belonging to the temple and the Knights will come flocking.
That will not spare the demons and their annihilation.
Tarpida makes some kind of worm-mouthed mouth whisk a thin, well-grown fang.
■■■■■■■■■■――
It's like noise, a shout by the Devil's Word (Demon Jabber).
Soon as I wondered what he had instructed, the droppers (Spawn) came in.
Is that a ruptured, helpless assault? and think for a moment and deny it.
Demons are basically good at rape intelligence and cunning.
It would be good to think that there are further measures.
But while the head thinks about what's next, the trained flesh moves smoothly into combat motion.
"Destroy! Stay!"
Crushing the head of a group so fucked up with a vortex of intense destruction.
Pay attention to the remainder of the endurance of the Holy Shield placed in the gap, but the crossbow attack has decreased since the beginning.
Are you shooting up and on the winding up, or are you alert to lightning strikes and your archers repositioning?
and the moment I thought about it that much, the sound of the armor cracking from overhead.
If you look up, a winged demon with a sword will come after me with a slippery diagonal drop.
"Grab it, strong!
Rehold the Lunaria, step in,
"Oh, yah!
Counters that have to step diagonally and avoid poking.
My fists collided with a full-weight, full-bodied assault, and each other's flesh lifted up - beating the clash by force.
A fist smashes the face of the devil.
Pay for the attacks of the many droppers (spawns) who have stepped into that gap while defending Lunaria, snatching their weapons and slashing them instead.
perceive the signs of Tarpida trying to utter something of the Word,
"Silence." "Mouth."
"- Huh!"
Seal your mouth.
A dagger aimed at his stomach, protruded by a dropper (Spawn), was ripped off with his right hand and used recoil to make a lone fist in his jaw.
Direct hit, jaw-crushed response.
Shortly afterwards, while another dropper (Spawn) swung his sword up, he stepped in like a thunder and pierced his throat.
A spasmodic dropper (spawn) with his sword swung up and throat pierced.
That's when I pulled my hand as quickly as I could and tried to move on to my next opponent.
- Pan, and the head of the dropper (Spawn) could play.
"……… Huh?
The next moment, the pain runs in my right arm and I realize it.
A crossbow arrow (bolt) pierced his right arm.
"Huh!!
When I pull my hand out of Spawn's throat, I jump out of my head.
Through the body of the dying demon, several crossbow arrows (bolts) stood where I was supposed to be.
"Will, Will...... Huh!?
"Hey, just... Huh!
From the arrow (bolt) of the crossbow, where several curses are overlaid, a chain of glowing black curses overflows and becomes tangled in the arms.
Pray to God.
Some curses with the most lethal effect are purified, but prayer cannot keep up.
Lunaria reached out to pull out the arrow,
"Huh!?
I was struck by a chisel and dense curse.
Almost at the same time, the droppers (Spawn) push over.
I am no longer willing to hide my prospects, but I have a dagger with the "Dragon Word of Destruction (Dragon Bain)" in my hand, and I intend to assemble it entirely on me.
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... I remember a movie from my last life.
In a shootout, action actors shield fallen couches and desks or something.
But if we think straight to reality, the large caliber heavy firearms the villains have will easily penetrate that degree of shielding.
But "somehow sensibly," the viewer sees the sofa and desk as a mundane shield.
Exactly, that assumption.
You should have known, that arrow in a large crossbow is powerful enough to penetrate even armor helmets and giant beasts - that is, naturally, human beings are even lighter than that.
At some point, I thought of the Droppers (Spawn) as a shield.
There's no reason for demons to hesitate to shoot their people!
"Gu! uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
My vision starts to shake.
Something's wrong with the sense of equilibrium.
Still, the body moves to fight.
If they are assembled by the demons as they are, they will be halibuted.
"Will, will... Huh! Hang on............!
In both of these arms, Lunaria.
- I won't let you.
I can't let you.
"Falling" "Spider web" "
Tension of spider yarn.
While straining, suddenly, an arrow pierced the body of the avant-garde dropper (Spawn) stood on my right shoulder.
Intense impact, shoulder bones could have been smashed.
"Huh!
The herd has a crossbow lurking somewhere in the back row.
No, I can't hold out.
We have to leave.
But where.
Passage? It's within the devil's assumption, there's definitely a trap.
Break through the walls and go indoors? It may be unexpected, but if every building is magically crushed, I can't stand Lunaria anyway.
But then, where?
――――
That's when it flashes behind my brain.
A shadow to remember, Apostle of the Wind God.
He's...
"Misty!" Huh!
Powerful, screaming, unfold the mist with your own mana.
As soon as Tarpida uttered The Sayings of Dismissal, I embraced her with my safe left arm.
"-" Acceleration (Akkereletio) "Huh!
Above.
Waste and built up homes, built to surround the fountain.
I jumped to the upstairs window with all my might.
"" Acceleration "!
"- Huh!?
Momentum to kick and break window frames, kick and re-accelerate diagonally with triangular flying guidelines.
The blemishes and the body swell.
A scream that won't be the voice of Lunaria I held.
"" Acceleration "!
Again, kick more walls.
The wind roars in my ear.
In view, the coarse building flows diagonally downwards.
"Acceleration (Akkereletio)" Huh!!
His throat also screamed to wither, his last kick.
- The sky has spread.