Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

"... it's been a blessing for you to leave me here in peace, magical madness"

Count Jurem stares at me with anger on his face.

"I don't even have that girl on this occasion. A little rambling won't be a problem."

Three spheres of fire float around the earl of Jurem.

This time, there was no chanting, no magic formation. There's no sign of any magic props.

"You're going to hunt me down, and you don't realize you're hunting yourself down? Just because you fought as well as Med and Sim, don't get too on the diagram..."

"Don't tell me a lot about the guy who can't fight with Kudr by cutting the front. You spent hundreds of years getting ready? I was born more than a decade ago, but I shredded it by 30% with a bladed spirit bomb."

"You crossed with Kudr in that tiny raw thing only because he was out of hand. For me and Kudr the Great Evil God, you're just one of a few pawns"

Count Jurem raises his arm.

Three spheres of fire come towards me at each angle.

Sure, he's fast, and then he's making a nasty move to poke a blind spot.

It's not as advanced as the sorcerer's release I've ever seen.

- But that's all.

The surrounding Hidim Magi metal deforms to extend the metal tentacles and play the ball of fire to extinguish it.

Two autems follow Count Jurem.

Earl Jurem kicked the floor, flew through the universe and rode the sail pillar.

Extremely light for the big time.

The Earl of Jurem turns back and forth the oatem that follows him from the bottom, with a curtain of wind.

Wind walls that appear abruptly without any previous motion are quite troublesome.

Autoem's blow is supposed to be comparable to a large dragon, but it's been dodged without difficulty.

"You persistent puppet..."

"Let it!

I wave my wand.

A magic formation floated in Count Jurem's hand, split into two parts and disappeared.

I thought it was metastasis... but it didn't seem like it.

Apparently, the lagged metastasis was going to give up and dispose of Autem with offensive witchcraft.

I don't know the details, but it was almost rug-free magic to activate.

I made it this time, but it's a pretty cynical time.

It's like throwing a thread through a needle if you like.

Honestly, if I knew it was the magic of the attack, I wouldn't have done a magic collapse from the beginning.

"Why can you crush the magic formations before activation...? This is the distance...?

"You're gonna try, you're gonna make it"

In my whining, Count Jurem brings a color of disgust to my eyes.

"You monster. I was so overwhelmed by a vast amount of magic that I couldn't match the vessel, but what bothered you was its pathological ability to control it rather than its amount of magic."

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

I let three magic formations unfold, time difference and release the same number of flaming spheres to Count Jurem.

Count Jurem bends and avoids the first shot, kicks the sail digit and jumps the second shot that follows, holding his hand and flushing it behind his back with wind armor.

A crushed sail girder breaks into a flaming sphere and falls down.

A third shot captured the Earl of Jurem in the universe.

"Shit!"

When Count Jurem puts his hands together, the flaming sphere stops moving and is slightly compressed.

They were going to crush it with a wall of air.

but somewhat shrunk, this time the flaming sphere began to expand all at once.

He couldn't keep it down.

"Become...!

Ruptured at hand, hands and face wrapped in flames.

Pushing through that gap, Autem decided to ramp into his abdomen and bounced, and a second body added a chase to his shoulder, pushing him far away.

I went in decent.

Dead, huh?

But if I'm late, I'll let you go.

I stand on the edge of the ship and point my wand.

... I have no choice but to move for capture than to know where Meir is.

If you do kill him, the world will be saved for now.

But Mere didn't come back. Then it doesn't mean anything to me.

Count Julem dancing through the universe suddenly stopped and looked back at this one.

I don't see any burn marks or bruising injuries.

Sturdy, the word doesn't explain it.

Surely your face must have been on fire.

"You depressing kid... okay, if you want me to turn that off, I'll turn it off. I'm going to teach you something called true fear."

I feel the magic of Count Jurem rising rapidly.

Count Jurem stares at me from afar of the sea plains with his eyes wide open.

My face, it's not human.

It was a monster's eye.

When I looked at him, I was unintentionally scared.

"Sink every ship!

Count Jurem lifts his arms.

There was a great deal of smudge in the sea.

This is a tornado.

A lump of storm wrapped around his eyes so clearly that it appeared between the ship and the Earl of Jurem.

I can't see the tornado ceiling. It also pierces the clouds.

He's the owner of a hell of a magic trick.

Magic of this magnitude is not so easy for me to use.

It's good that I've been using long-range metastases at all costs, and the amount of magic is really going to be enough to stand alongside me.

At least, far higher than the self-proclaimed Great Spirit Sim.

"ব া য ় ু (Wind)!"

I turn my wand to heaven and make wind over my head.

The wind was circled in a narrow range, creating a circle about five metres in diameter.

It is a disc of gases that is thinning to the extreme and spinning at high speeds, Abernocogiri.

As long as it hits, even Kudr's tentacles are a substitute for cutting.

The tornado broke and misted, and the sea water around it broke and heavy rain broke out.

The ship shook heavily, and I was desperately clinging to the ship's handrails, looking in the direction of Abernocogiri's flying away.

Abernocogiri touches the sea level, dividing the sea plains to the left and right.

There was a deep blue bi-perfection that I couldn't see the bottom.

"Ju, the Earl of Jurem..."

No way, you let him get away with it?

Even Kudr should have summoned him to kill him for sure?

But Kudr captures Meir to secure his place, what a long time he'll never do.

And even if I were you, I would be in danger if I called him badly because it was after his escape after he betrayed Kudr.

Looking for Count Jurem... this time from closer than just now, I felt a powerful magical movement.

Face up. On the sail pillar of the ship stood the Earl of Jurem, whose face turned bright red.

He has his arms overhead.

"At this distance, we won't even be able to offset it! Now it's time to get rid of it, Abel Belake!

Shit, you're gonna fly massive magic unchanging at this distance!

If you do that, he'll be caught in a storm, too, but Count Jurem was originally a Phantom who lived hundreds of years.

Nor have the injuries sustained in previous battles remained on the body.

If it were true, he would have died in a tornado blast caused by himself earlier.

Maybe there's some kind of karaki.

"ব া য ় ু (Wind) ফ ল ক (Elephant the Blade)!"

Anyway, I hurried to let the Earl of Jurem interrupt my sorcery.

Release a wind blade of about thirty centimetres in length to the Earl of Jurem at high speed anyway.

"Mm, speed..."

Drop the arms raised by Count Jurem.

Earl Jurem was about to convert his magic powers into storms at once, just as he had earlier, but for one thing he seems to intend to move to those who build wind barriers to deal with the current attack.

In the meantime, my neck skin is connected.

We just have to keep hitting it like this and not give it a gap to unleash the big moves.

Count Jurem is too dangerous.

I thought it was to the point where Sims grew hair at best, but to the high vitality that even makes him feel immortal, to the protection and attack of unchanging, a high-powered sorcery that recreates catastrophe.

All we have to do is declare a Kudr crusade.

Pan and a light noise rang.

"Ah..."

Count Jurem's upper body jumped at the tip of the sail column.

A blade of wind captured the lower abdomen at the height of the umbilical cord.

Count Jurem was divided up and down.

"Oh, lying, you hit me... oh, no..."

He seemed to have a lot of blood on his head, so he delayed switching to the guard.

Even I wasn't going to kill him.

I haven't had Meir throw up yet.

Now I feel my own blood draw away.

Above the ship, the upper and lower parts of the Earl of Jurem fall.

Each contour and color collapsed and began to glow green as I tried to get so close with my cane in place.

Count Julem's split body turns into a wolf each emitting light.

"Shh, Spirit Beast!?

The two wolves split left and right as they roared, jumping from both sides to me.

Wolf claws are inhibited by the Hidim Magi metal that is keeping my surroundings protected.

Kicked by the oatem in that gap, the two rolled over the ship and bumped into each other, melting and fusing again, returning to the original Earl of Jurem.

"This can't be... You're telling me that I, in this place... will be killed by one of my prepared pawns by a Ningen kid who can't live for a hundred years at most? Impossible... This is the battle between me and the Great Evil God Kudr...!

Count Julem's breath was rising.

After all, that massive magic is not easy to use.

Besides, it should be well drained even if it's not on the table for the amount of damage it has sustained.

"... what are you, just a demon without any twists"

The devil is a mass of spirits.

If it is simple sorcery, you can freely reproduce the spirits that make up you.

Naturally, neither chanting nor magic formation will be required.

Even Altamia can be activated by ignoring the process if it is simple magic.

It's not a strange story at all.

I am easily convinced that I have lived for hundreds of years and that the injuries I was supposed to have sustained have disappeared.

Carefully, this guy continues to disguise himself as a human being in disguise until his magical movements.

A craftsman that the lower demons of the area will never be able to do.

If we can reproduce humans, naturally we can do enough to repair the trauma.

"I thought you might be able to deepen your witchcraft insights... but that's the most disappointing reason I assumed. Whatever it is, I'm glad you're alive. Now I can make you throw up where Meir is."

"Shut up, you magical madness...!

Count Julem stares at me like a beast.