Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Darras drops his hips and pulls his arms wide.

Inside Darras' body, I can see the magic running fine.

Darras' flesh swells slightly.

The fibers of the muscles float with fleshskin tension.

The size of the body hasn't changed much, but the hardness seems to be jumping.

"With magic, you're raising your muscle strength..."

I looked out at Darras and I zeroed in.

Perhaps Darras is using magic to strengthen his muscles.

"As you can see. It's a secret martial art, The Rigorous Demon, that was passed down in the Kingdom of Maharoun, a Darras native. The strengthening of the flesh by simple magic, not via the Spirit, is the essence of the 'Rigid Demon' … a technique that is not widely known due to the need for too delicate magic control and the disadvantages of deformation, necrosis and so on of the flesh in case of failure. Most of all, Darras, that's not all. It's not much of a technology to expose people, but this would be the best thing about Darras to get them to give up quickly."

By magic, strengthening the flesh, huh?

Our chief was doing something similar, so he came pin right away.

Meir looks at my face anxiously as I'm getting more alert.

"... you look kind of serious, but are you that awesome? Strengthen the flesh by magic."

I snort at Meir.

"I know a similar technique, but I ended up out of control, and for over a week, I've experienced such intense pain that my limbs rot off"

Physical strengthening by magic is not an easy task.

Naturally because it forcefully repaints and controls the elaborate balance of life forms.

If there is any error at all, the abnormality is present in various parts of the body.

Even when trying to return to normal, anomalies occur again and elsewhere at that time. It will be that repeated hell.

"A, Abel couldn't control it!?

"Oh, after all, no matter how much I thought later, I didn't know where I was wrong"

I don't really want to remember that time, but unfortunately I remember it vividly.

When I was fourteen.

The chief who taught me physical strengthening also looked bright blue.

It was impressive that Philo, who usually admired the chief, was grasping at the chief and crying.

"Oh no, Abel...!

After Meir told him to be stunned, he glanced at my arm and Darras's.

Then distort your mouth like you noticed something.

"What's going on, Meir?

"Hey, it's nothing! Meir, I didn't say anything else!

Meir shakes her head.

As I was tilting my neck, Munich was narrowing his eyes and looking at my arms.

"Would you say that there was no foundation, muscle pain..."

When Peter laid his hand on Munich's shoulder, Munich shook his shoulder frighteningly and shut up.

From behind the hole in Peter's empty eye in the mask, he stares at Munich.

"Munich, you don't have to say anything extra. Wouldn't it be boring if you bought an upset about this?

"Also, I'm sorry, Dear Peter!

"You apologize to the eagle? No, you know what I mean, it's like you're coining around now, right?

"Yes..."

Peter and Munich were saying something together again.

I am curious because it is always there to say something, but not if Peter and the others are distracting me now.

You're not going to do any direct harm out of Loupelle's mouthfeel, but you've never gone beyond being vigilant.

I take my sights off Peter and the others and keep an eye on Darras.

Darras released the magical rolling palm bottom to the wall on the side of the door where we came in, about three people away from me.

"" Heavenly Palm "!

The next moment, the wall next to me clamps loudly as if something had been slammed.

The whole room rocks so loud that I put my hand on the ground and somehow prevent it from falling on the spot.

The twilight, which would be two metres long, pictured the shape of a giant palm.

Five fingers are clearly represented.

From my forehead, a cold sweat dripped.

Darras had no chant or magic formation unfolding.

There is no exercise of magic props.

Yet it is impossible to have a mass in magic unless, magically speaking, Darras is also a demon.

"Now we have succeeded in leaving Din Eater. You won't believe it, but this isn't witchcraft, it's just a field of martial arts. Shall I call it a bullet mixed with magic and mind? This is a legendary move that made it the biggest stunt of" The Rigorous Devil "and no one could get to know. They even assumed it was a fictional move their ancestors made to foil… Darras succeeded in gaining this stunt after becoming part of the Scale of Moments (Balancer)."

Bu, scope of martial arts......?

You got the moves?

I've never even heard of anything like that.

I still can't believe it when I saw it.

It had activated magic beforehand...... there was no suspicious magic flow.

It's still more convincing to hear about tricks via magic equipment or that Darras was a demon or an artificial spirit.

"I can't believe it's been this far. How out of hand I was when I dealt with the eagle......! You didn't use that move!

Peter says in a tall voice as he bites his lower lip.

"What do you want to do? I'm not as flashy or powerful as Darras. But you're much stronger than him in interpersonal fights. Even with three Darlas, I win. Still fighting, let's do it thoroughly until one side or the other dies, knowing each other's losses."

I was desperate, too, to compare Darras to the hole in the wall.

Whatever it takes, reason is broken. Is that possible?

Just magic mingled with the ambiguity of chi, etc., having that much power, etc.

What exactly is chi in the first place?

Is the friction of muscle fibers or the heat generated by the movement of substances in the body magically oriented?

Or in this world, like magic in witchcraft, was there something else close in martial arts that could not be inferred from previous life knowledge?

I never studied martial arts because it was refreshing and I wasn't interested.

Peter looks anxiously at me holding down my license and thinking about it.

He has been weak for a long time since the beginning.

Peter puts his hand on his mouth and whispers to me.

"Um, Abel...... is there anything I can do about that rupel? The iron mask will try to buy some time with the eagles and Munich, so in the meantime I would be glad to clean up the loopel and add up...... after all, maybe I can't?

"What?"

I was thinking something completely different, so Peter accidentally talked to me and I was confused.

Again, I see an empty hand-shaped blur on the wall.

I don't know how strong the walls are here... but if it's about this much, I think I can handle it enough.

Although I can't say much because the other pair are confident for some reason.

"What do you think...... over there, I don't think I've shown you the bottom. If there's a time limit to that, wouldn't it be better not to fight without darkness?

We don't know who the time limit is, but we can think of a pretty specific penalty because of that threat.

It should be thoroughly avoided.

I'd like to hear the rules of the second trial specifically from Loupelle if possible, but knowing that also creates the possibility that this one can move in a different way.

Loupelle will not bother to abandon his advantage in this setting.

"But is there any way to avoid engagement other than for this one to retreat? Do you want to pretend you escaped and assault me for where the trial is over?

That would be possible, too.

Loupelle's top priority is to solve the puzzle.

Even if you lie about this one pulling back, you are likely to swallow betrayal knowingly.

"In the meantime, how about we restrain this one with the same hands? If you can't, you can move to another hand."

"Same hand?

Peter asks disturbingly.

I waved my wand and floated my magic formation.

"শ ি খ া (O flame) এ ই হ া ত (elephant the ball)"

It envelops it with spherical junctions to compress the flames and endlessly inherit magic.

"... Abel, what are you doing?

"No, I thought I'd hit this, uh, next to Darras"

"Yay, sure, I destroyed the Kudr statue. Then...!

Peter says, then looks at Darras.

Loupelle laughed with her nose.

"... well, you say you're confident you can make more powerful moves than Darras' offense right now? If you're going to think about shallow graves, like hitting us by accident, you should stop it. I'm on alert here, too, so I won't take that kind of direct attack. At that time, we will send a signal of engagement."

After Peter face-to-face with Loupelle for a few seconds, he faded his cheek under the mask.

"Hey, wait, Abel! On second thought, no! I mean, no, I don't think so... Yes, please stop! I mean, I don't know, I don't know what's gonna happen, but I don't think it's gonna work! Let's go in a different direction!

"Huh...? It's okay, because the power will hold the building to a point where it won't collapse... Ah"

That's it, I noticed.

The wall behind Darras has a sealed door surrounded by a disc of 'Playing with the Sun and the Moon (Din)'.

Because the walls are broken and not passed through, we see junctions and procedures that kill shock and magic.

It is not advantageous to attack this wall.

"Well, that's about all they take into account over there,"

It was a hassle, so I decided to keep shooting.

It's alright. Let's think about avoiding the disc of Playing with the Sun and the Moon (Din) just in case.

If it breaks and becomes impossible to break through, it is important.

That makes no one get the wand of destruction, so I feel that it is, but I want to go back and see the wand of destruction as my own interest.

If you leave it alone, you can also think of someone holding onto some kind of clap.

"That's not what I'm talking about. Hey, stop! Really! Please!

Peter grabs my shoulder and rocks.

"Wow, hey, hey Mr. Peter......!

I almost had an abel sphere flying in the wrong direction, so I forcefully shaped the unfinished abel sphere and forced it forward.

Abel sphere approaches Darras in a strange motion as he draws a parabolic nearby orbit.

It's a rather unusual move, either because you let it go hard.

"Wow! Sorry, avoid it, avoid it! Excuse me, but it's not that much my fault!

"You're still after me! Darras, scratch him off!

Loupelle screams.

He went into a state of engagement as proclaimed, rolling the giant book of magic he had.

"Whoa, whoa!

Darras burst into Loupelle somehow, barking.

"Darras!? What are you thinking!

Darras' body jumps to the ground holding a rupel.

Abel sphere slid through the side of the critical disc and flew to the side of the door.

"Good, 'Playing with the Sun and the Moon (Din)' is safe..."

I'm relieved.

It is dangerous and catastrophic because suddenly Peter grabs his shoulder.

When the abel sphere collides with the wall, it is inhibited by the wall of light.

A large number of magic formations that I have never seen rise one after the other into the universe and perish.

"After all, it looks like the measures were adequate"

A little lost thought.

I was hoping it would scratch the wall, but the magician's skill in mythical times is considerable.

Loupelle pushed Darras' giant away.

Darras has no way of resisting, and opens the loopel.

Loupelle stands up and stares at Darras.

"I hear it's an imitation of what, Darras! Though you, depending on your response, it's just..."

I was watching where Abel Ball was going.

Abel sphere had been in contact with the kingdom for some time.

But eventually, the magic team ran out of protection, or accidentally the magic team's hitting breaks.

The orbit of the Abel sphere resumes. Collide on the wall and scatter hot air shock waves all around.

An explosion occurs with the roar, where Loupelle stood before he was tackled by Darras, wrapped in red light.

"Just, just..."

Loupelle says stunnedly.

There was a big hole in the wall.

"I'm glad I helped. If I had been involved, I would have died instantly."

Darras says intermittently in a crouched voice.

This, the meaning of the trial, I thought it didn't... cracks spread to one side of the wall at a time.

"Ah..."

I reached for the wall, but there was no way I could make it.

One side of the wall collapses dramatically, and the disc of "Playing with the Sun and the Moon (Din)" is tapped against the wall one after the other.

A rain of debris strikes over it.

Even as Darras attempted to escape with a loopel, he was caught in collapse and quickly lost sight of himself.