Reincarnated as a Dragon’s Egg ～Lets Aim to Be the Strongest～

Follow Red Eye and Masked Spider, Milia.

Time was earned with the unintentional [Darksphere], but there is an opening in the original status difference, so this degree of difference can be easily caught up.

Their backs were coming right away.

The damage taken can also be done in time with [self-regeneration] while running.

Although not even damaged enough to heal in a hurry.

But it is hard not to identify what series of demons the red eye originally is because it is being turned into a person.

I'm not supposed to be human.

It's the force of war that Ilsia brought in, and if you look out for the atmosphere, it's a little demonic.

This is the magical nature of demons.

I speed up, jump over them, land, and look back.

"I'm sorry to hear that. With that degree of leg, you thought you could shake me out?

A masked spider carrying Miriam immediately turns ninety degrees and runs to another passage.

Red eyes come to me to buy time.

"Break up with Stoppings, huh? Red Eye, without you, you can't fight a masked spider when it hits me alone, so I think it's a bad idea."

Most likely, the more we have to do that, the narrower our options are.

But, you know, I deny them their choices and hang them up.

But on the red-eyed face, no confusion or impatience arose.

There is no stray. Big guy, so unwavering in this situation, he's got the guts to sit on him.

It's a stone enough to hide the upset from the surface, but this is not an act.

It was unexpected that it hadn't moved this far.

[Clay]!

Red eyes scream and white hands at me.

Magic phosphorescence turns to earth.

The soil created a statue of the soil that mimicked the red eye, about Nim, and enlarged itself.

It's not just dirt magic.

It moves the soil produced by Clay with other skills.

The statue of the earth moves like a creature and strikes at me.

All the time, the girl meditates on her eyes and breathes as she takes her time from me.

I'm working on my magic. I'm going to let go of every statue of dirt.

The earthly giant is a monster. Fate is to earn damage from the magic of the second shot.

Interval is also short in manipulating peculiar magic with high precision.

He'll be shooting already in the next moment.

"But it's sweet!

I flex my arms.

[Tentacle whip] skills.

The viscosity of the stiffened arms stretches and grinds the earthly shape easily.

Furthermore, even the red eye standing in the back attacks.

The power was attenuated because of the crossing of the earthly form, but still seemed to be intense damage to the red eye.

It hits the shoulder of the red eye directly, and the meat is shredded - but from under the chosen meat, no blood flows.

Again, demons...... but what, what about this guy's body?

It's a pretty peculiar type to imitate a person, but even if the meat is chosen, it doesn't produce fluid.

Even we slime with liquid.

Who are you, a demon of a lineage covered in thick crusts?

But it doesn't matter.

I was already standing at the moment when my red eyes retreated to the shock they attacked, and I was in a staggering position.

Red eyes were about to lift their arms to unleash magic.

"Ah..."

Despair leaks from the mouth of the red eye.

"It's sweet. I can't believe you're running away from me with that status."

A red-eye attack is not a decision for me.

Besides, the speed is completely different. There are no specifications for dealing with this.

"You kept it well. [Sleepis]!"

I stick my finger in the red eye.

The blue light spread and covered the red eye.

It's magic that creates powerful sleepers.

I won't kill you here. The Red Eye is to be fed by the Demon King.

The Demon King, who refrains from evolution to the Epic Class, wants experience anyway.

It's an affordable monster with a lot of experience. I want to catch you if I can.

After a brief moment, Red Eye immediately turned his arm toward me.

[Sleepis] did not develop.

Mage type, you resisted?

No, nevertheless, I didn't even see my consciousness retreating far.

A demon close to the Golem...?

"[Gael]!"

From the tip of the red-eyed hand, a vortex of wind arises to the point of violence.

I squat on the spot and endure. I let out all the wind magic I could.

I can retreat.

I'm still fine, but I didn't expect it to be overlapping and damaging.

Low status, but pretty good at handling skills.

I thought it was a high level at the bottom of the B rank or a low level at the top, but this is the latter.

My experience and knowledge tell me.

Without the protection of the Demon King, the rank is exactly the same as mine...

The protection of the Demon King has the power to increase the potential for evolution, he said.

Even then, I stopped at the top of the B rank.

Rogue Heil also licked me, and the Demon King sometimes lamented our lack of strength, which was my biggest complex.

Not necessarily, but assuming the current red-eye was one of the Demon King's men, it could have evolved to the Rogue Heil class.

It has a much higher potential than I do.

"... thinking about it annoys me"

I look up and stare at the red eye.

"I don't even poke my knee, I can't believe it"

On the face of the red eye, the colour of confusion appears.

Did you feel the difference in power now?

"You didn't just run away, you were also looking at knocking me out? It's a big idea, but he tends to dream too much. This leads to a slime opponent who is also tending to have high health and healing performance. You should have stood in front of me a little longer."

When I tried to come forward, the soil of [Clay] scattered on the floor with [Gael] was tangled on my feet imitating the arms of countless people.

Raise your legs, but they won't come off easily.

It wraps around the joints and thin areas of the foot on multiple layers and entangles the fingers, making it hard to exert force.

"I see it was an interesting skill and measure, but I'm slimy..."

If you loosen the solidification, you can easily get through the arms of the soil.

I don't even buy time for this stuff.

"[Darksphere]"

Try to exploit the marginally earned gap, or continue to unleash magic.

But to this extent, it's not even a big gap.

I can avoid the magic that came directly from the front, now or at any cost.

I stand guard against [Darksphere].

While drawing a spiral orbit, a pitch-black sphere flew towards me and didn't.

[Darksphere] went up into space and hit the ceiling as he took irregular movements.

Cracks run on the ceiling and debris falls.

"Ugh!"

From the beginning, is this what you're after?

Attracting attention to the ground with an arm of dirt, aware of the frontal attack with a [Darksphere] hit once, fate uses the irregular hard to read movement of the [Darksphere] to attack debris with intent down to the critical!

Mass attack using the stage, ignoring each other's status, is certainly the best tactic to mask the difference in strength.

The rubble is falling on me.

I made my arms huge, prevented debris with both arms, and dropped them sideways as they turned away.

One of the advantages of shaping our slime is that it kills and flushes the impact it receives.

And that, depending on the circumstances, is still valid for this hand attack.

"That was a shame. If I hadn't slimmed, I'd have done some bad damage. I'm so glad you're at a low level. Well, have you run out of measures?

As I turned my eyes towards the red eye, which drained the rubble to the floor, the red eye jumped in a motion that ignored gravity and moved straight up to one level.

"Is...?

From the upper hierarchy, a masked spider carrying Miriam peeked this way and shook the mask like a snail and a small fool.

Red eyes run away with the masked spider.

Understand late why you didn't move in any way on my shaking.

Those guys split into two hands, but they were probably going to rendezvous soon.

After we broke up, there was already an arithmetic to have me pulled up somewhere using a masked spider's yarn, so I could cut off my provocation as out of sight?

"It's a deceptive, licking imitation..."

I stretched out my arms, grabbed the ceiling on one level and went up, moving the hierarchy.

Pick up the escaping noise and hit their position.

Pull out the map in the castle in your head and squeeze your opponent's route.

"It's no use. This one doesn't just have a difference in speed, it has a difference in local interest. There's no point in you guys running around but stretching out. If you really think you can get away with it, the idea is too sweet."