Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

The immense sword of the collector shines.

"Behold, Abel! And be stunned! This is the King of Swords!" The King of the Right to Crush (Koromyishkeida Ray) "! Eight hundred years ago, in the kingdom of Beilandna, the kingdom of the sword, it is a sword infused with all sorts of magic and national power and made for a new king! Taste the power of that legend, which supposedly crushed one hostile battalion in one swing!

I quickly wave a wand between me and the collector.

"ত ু র প ু ন (smell it)"

Combine airborne ingredients, spirits, and your magic powers to make up Hidim Magimetal - an improvised demonic metal forcefully created with magic.

Hidim Magimetal won't last long because if he digests the enchantment, it will return to its original substance, but it is one of my favorite sorceries because it can easily change its nature dramatically in one magic formation.

"Abelbrock!

Between me and the collector, a giant, silver-colored piece of demon metal appears ten meters high.

Collector's sword slaughter knocks my Abel Block to the ground.

Abel blocks plunged into the ground, creating a shallow crease on the upper surface close to the collector.

A mixture of blue and gray smoke is emitted from the area covered.

Perhaps the main ingredients, high density spirits and magic, are dispersed.

"Yabe, that's pretty powerful..."

I shrugged looking at the heavens of the block.

No way, oh and I didn't expect it to deform easily.

I was going to keep my magic pretty strong...

The collector was drooling his arms down, putting his body on the floor and staring at my generated block with amazement.

I thought I shook my back when I blurted, and I laughed out my voice absurdly.

"Huh, huh... huh, huh, huh, huh! Taking the blow of" The King of the Right to Crush (Koromyishkeida Ray), "I didn't know it wouldn't crush and scatter! Funny, that's getting interesting! I'm not interested in you, Abel!

Lift the sword again.

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I look for Altamia and Meir.

Altamia held Meir and nearly landed far away.

While I thank you in my heart, I turn to the collector.

You might want to avoid melee combat.

For me, a magician, there's not much benefit in fighting nearby.

If the opponent focuses on melee, it's even worse.

"ব হ ন (carry)"

I cast a spell and wave my wand backwards.

The magic brightens far behind, and at the same time the light envelops my body.

It is the magic of metastasis.

When I kick the ground, the view gets distorted.

When I landed, my body was moving to the floating magic formation.

I hold back my licence.

"Ugh... hey..."

I squat on the spot for feeling shuffled in my stomach juice.

After all, it's not much of a magic trick I want to rely on.

I'm really not used to this floating feeling.

"What are you running from? Whether it's from here or not! Did you think it would be safe to take a distance? Huhahahahaha!"

As I poke one knee, the collector raises his sword in the sky.

"I'll show you" The Breath of the Imperial Dragon Grimloam. "Wow! This guy's had a hard time killing you! It was one of my favorites for that matter... but I couldn't wait to see if it didn't come time to use this! Thank you, Abel!

Far above the tip of the sword glowed, there was a distorted spiritual and magical movement of space.

A giant dragon's head rose in space.

Intimidating, rugged, branched giant horns ahead and a purple majestic impression of a beard.

The scales were brilliant in emerald colour, with two eyes left and right, for a total of four.

But there was no light in the four eyes of the open dragon, and it was clear that he was already dead.

Emperor Dragon Grimloam - There are few visitors to this world, and there are continents of warcraft and spirituality... in which there were supposedly three great demon kings.

One of them is the Imperial Dragon Grimloam.

Ten giant dragons and a dragon to be dubbed king of warcraft, with ten thousand times its warcraft distributed.

Me too, I've only heard that look in fairy tales... sure, it matches.

"Ma, seriously...? Real......?

I just didn't think it would be easy to get such a monster's head out.

But what are you going to do with that thing......

"No example sword, no treasure, no puppet in his hand... Wherever the Staff of Destruction is, you should also ask without stone. It doesn't matter if it turns off scum."

If you say so, the collector raises the Great Sword in the sky and pours magic into the head of the Imperial Dragon Grimloam that floats overhead.

The mouth of Gathari and Emperor Dragon Grimroam opens, and the light of magic lights in his eyes.

At the next moment, the purple blue rays will be emitted by me.

"ত ু র প ু ন (smell it)"

I combine the magic formations so that Hiddim Magimetal has the properties to reflect the energy body, and with that I change the constituents as well.

Then expand into Hidim Magimetal spheres, covering yourself up and hiding.

It is magic reflective armor with no gaps.

At the next moment, loud noises and ground sounded, inadvertently blocking his ears.

The inside of Hidim Magimetal rocked tremendously.

"Yay, I endured it, but what happened..."

Unfold the spherically expanded Hidim Magimetal.

Sometimes we rushed into a magic formation in impromptu, and it didn't seem possible to bounce the breath of the Emperor Dragon straight back.

The floor was spreading the scars left by the breath of the imperial dragon.

There are a number of large choices on the floor.

It seems that the dispersed imperial dragon's breath scratched around here and there.

Meir and Altamia were even further behind me, so are you okay?

From behind, Altamia with Meir watched me and the collector fight with her eyes open.

"To, it's not a human battle..."

Reaffirming the forward, the horns of the Imperial Dragon Grimloam floating in the universe were broken and some of the splendid mustaches were balding up.

The scales are also slightly flaky.

"Ah..."

The majestic Grimroam face was turning into what a pity.

A beard that peels away from the base of the scale and remains neglected hurts.

"Wow, my... my treasure... stupid, imperial dragon grimloam head... in such a miserable way...!

A collector bites a tight bandage on his mouth.

The worn dark lips exposed slightly from the gap in the bandage.

It ruined the stripping.

There will be nothing that cannot be repaired, but no doubt the value will be greatly diminished.

I'd rather be sad...

"You scratch my collection, etc...! How valuable this peel is! How distressed I am for this! Think of it as no longer settled except the earliest death!

Strengthens the power of collectors to hold their swords as they raise their ambition.

I still have the prototype, and it was this way that I was about to be killed.

I'm not talking about the earliest self-defense.

"Take out something that breaks so easily, even if you get mad at me..."

If you just wanted to brag, you could have decorated the house, but even if you bothered to take it out to the battlefield and get noisy about it being broken, I can only say that's bad for you.

"Immediately, you say it breaks...?

Even Hiddim Magimetal, which I built on the spot, could be played.

The fragment will only have been plundered. It's not the first thing you can put on the battlefield.

I coated it with something and hung it up, so I could do anything.

From me, that wasn't important, was it? I want to say.

"Tell him to make a fool of himself and have rotten eyes... You've never seen me like that before. It's an honor! You, you! You really pissed me off!

As the collector raised his anger, a small dagger floated around his present.

The collector turned the great sword into a single hand and grabbed the dagger with an empty hand.