Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Seventy-five Tales Mebius, the Ancient Destroyer ⑤

Bring Babylon 8000 straight to Mebius.

Four arms have been stripped, but there are still two left.

I'd love to fight the power of the Babylon 8000 on the axis somehow, but if I can damage the Babylon 8000 any more, the very continuation of the battle will be difficult.

The only way to do this is to attack in Babylon while pinching the restraint in the other Autem, poke a gap and detain him in Hidim Magimetal.

I don't mind doing it until your autoem's gone.

Mebius' swinging, red magic crystal-coated arms easily crushed the two oatems.

Let the autoem that was causing it to spin in the opposite direction set up a body hit, but Mebius quickly flipped his body in the universe to release a kick.

The oatem didn't shatter, but it was stuck on the floor.

I fell ill in the universe.

Knock here.

Ortem kicked up another Ortem and flew it behind Mebius.

But that, too, Mebius waved his right hand to draw a circle as he switched up and down his body in space, beating it to pieces with a glove of magic crystals.

... but I could read that far.

Babylon 8000 grabbed both arms of Mebius in the universe disappointingly.

"Mmmm...!

I wave my wand.

Part of Hidim Magimetal, who was my shield, swept the universe and covered Mebius' body.

The Babylon 8000 retracted while poking Mebius right in front to avoid getting involved.

Mebius' body was completely taken in by Hidim Magimetal.

"Okay...... I could go!

I move my gaze from a distance to a static sheim.

I'm staring at this one with no expression.

I don't see any particular disturbance.

After all, he can't stop Mebius from moving to this extent.

I spin the magic formations as I run forward and pack my distance from Mebius.

The rest of Hidim Magimetal, who didn't let Mebius go, still leaves him as my shield.

I single-handedly held up the whole Otem thing that I was putting forward in Mebius' restraint.

"ভ া ঙ া (of destruction) গ র ূ ৎ (wing)"

The voice of Mebius chanting the spell sounds.

Hidim Magimetal, covering her, began swelling abruptly.

"ম ু ক ্ ত ি (Liberation)"

Breaking through Hidim Magimetal, black wings appeared.

... same as last time, an absolute defense with black magic crystals and a powerful range attack.

"You surprised me a little. I didn't know you would succeed in restraining me for a moment!

Fragments of magic crystals fly to me.

But I could read this far.

That's why I packed the distance.

Hiddim Magimetal's shield painstakingly prevents magic crystals.

I completed the magic formations I was spinning and captured Mebius at the tip of my wand.

"Mm... you, get that close between now...!

Mebius, who was entwined by Hidim Magimetal, should not have been able to check anything out.

Besides... Earlier I was making sure that the main body was clearly filled with gaps before and after the attack when Mebius exploded his black wings and flew his magic crystals.

I guess I'll be distracted by the control of that black magic crystal and lose consciousness of something else.

As long as you pack the distance and prevent even the magic crystals from flying in, you can poke a gap in Mebius.

... Most importantly, if you can turn your consciousness around, that will make it difficult to poke a gap, so a second time won't work.

"প ি শ া চ (O devil) শ া ন ্ ত ি (rest in peace)!"

A light sphere exiting the tip of the wand struck Mebius directly in the chest.

"Ha!

Mebius leans back and pokes his knee.

The Marlen tribe was originally a strong sorcery tribe on the side of Sherman.

The majority of the specialized books available in the settlement were written about how to communicate with the Spirit and how the Devil's Spirit Body collapsed.

I applied and tweaked magic to knock out demons parasitic to things and life.

There are theories about the Spirit Body, the Spirit, which is the source of the devil, but inside the Marlen tribe it is said that the Spirit is a fragment of the thought that is put into people, things and places, and that the spirit of the dead is also supposed to be a Spirit.

And I was demonstrating, in my own research and in my dialogue with the witch Altamia, that perhaps the theory was correct.

In other words, the takeover of Mere's body by Mebius is not unlike possession of things by demons like Eberle Bourne.

I have never heard of the sorcery by which the human soul takes the bodies of others, but I thought that if I rewrote the sorcery magic formations used to repel the devil, I could also apply it as a sorcery for Mebius.

If this is going to pass, you don't have to hurt Meir, you can just slap Mebius out.

Mebius presses his head.

"Ugh... headache..."

The expression was back to the usual round.

I felt uncomfortable, but I immediately decided to push him to death.

"Me, Meir, are you back?

"A, Abel......? Where are you, here? What the hell...?

Meir walks up to me with a wolf.

I'll unload my cane, too, and head to Meir.

"Good, Meir..."

"... and I thought! I don't think you're smart with belly art!

Shortly after, Meir... no, Mebius kicked up the remains of the autoem at his feet.

Hiddim Magimetal goes out to my guard, but there was still a crack in the center.

The damage caused by Mebius' Wings of Destruction had not been repaired.

The wreckage of the Autem thrust through the crack.

I twisted my body aggressively, but I hit him straight in the side.

"Ugh!

He was bounced off by a terrible shock to his body.

My clothes ripped and the pain ran.

"Hugh...... pure, not a loving guy. Did you really think you could kick me out now? Hate, but five hundred years on earth for me... because I'm not going to let go until I'm fully indulged in violence and greed."

Mebius laughs.

I got caught.

It was just an act.

I glanced at Mebius as I bowed.

"It certainly wasn't bad. No, I was surprised. But you thought you could kick me out with this degree of output magic? A hundred times more magic, it's pointless."

... No, it's not.

This output is the limit.

If I pull up my magic output any more...... in the aftermath of magic, I will attack Meir's body.

It's probably enhanced by the influence of Mebius, but still, assuming you increase the current magic output a hundred times as much as Mebius says, it could evaporate Meir's body.

"It doesn't make much sense if you can kick me out."

Mebius hides his licence by hand, as if his mouth had slipped.

After all, the hypothesis may be correct that knocking the spiritual soul itself out of Meir's body may bring the spiritual soul back to the moon (Din).

"Oops...... Was it harsh to talk about this, Hugh? Sorry, I'm a sadist. If you look like that, you'll want to make more fun of me."

"Don't talk in Meir's body, Gesuyalou."

"You're strong enough to look like you've run out of measures. Good... let's rip it off carefully."