Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Now Sim and James are clear.

I don't know if I could have defeated him, but at least neither of them should be in a state where I can return to battle right now.

Even if Sims was there, he would be a good actor at best, but James was the point of the attack.

He'll be the only one who can manipulate magic using chaos.

Count Jurem should also be getting pretty sordid with the magic of the flood earlier.

"... you still want to do this?

I stand on the tail of a puppet dragon staring at Count Julem.

Soon, next to Count Jurem, Sheim was lined up.

Sheim has something in his hand like a shriveled volleyball that has gone black scorched.

What do you think, Sims?

... No way, can we come back from there again?

I had lost sight of Shame's trend, but apparently he was running to collect Sims.

Again, it doesn't look particularly good in terms of combat.

"Sounds like we're gonna have to hurry up our plans. I was going to lay low until Kudr was weak... and I didn't think Abel was going to use that."

Shame shook his head small and spread his hands to say even that he had surrendered.

"Bye, Abel. So, Julem, take a sip, please. I'm pretty scared of you too."

At that moment, a line ran in the face of Count Jurem, splitting left and right.

The cross section is tightly laid with sloppy fangs, like carcasses.

Count Jurem ate Sheim and Sim together.

"Become...!

Sheim's arm, which was sticking out, cramps.

He lost his color, melted loose, and was sucked straight into the confines of Count Jurem.

... Did you take in Shame and Sims?

Perhaps… Originally, the Earls of Jurem should be a united, high spirited spirit divided by the Spirit.

Count Jurem, James, Sheim, Sims, and Jim are all probably from the same high spirits.

Spirits should also be a dangerous phenomenon for demons that can destroy their self and self-identity.

Sometimes a new demon born by the Spirit has a different purpose than himself.

Perhaps we overlap our names to control it at all.

Are you going to go back to your original oneness by taking in the Spirit?

No, that can't be easy.

I have never heard such precedents, such as the spirits divided by the Spirit merging again.

If it had been easy, the Earls of Jurem would have made more use of it.

In the first place...... where the four bodies that have now lost their spiritual bodies have merged, I don't think it would be that big a threat.

The whole gym thing is missing.

... but I felt disturbed by what I was doing.

Count Jurem had an unnaturally slight deviation of his left and right body even after the cross section was closed.

"... you shouldn't have pushed us this far. Too bad for me. I wasn't going to let you out until Kudr was weak."

Earl Jurem moved his left and right sloppy mouth and said so pale.

"Lose now..."

"Our high-ranking spirits don't like to take bets. Do you really think we were just trying to rely on World War and Mebius to go to Kudr?

... The High Spirit is not on the bet.

That's what Sims was talking about, too.

The high spirits who continue to live for a long time as one of the dishes of this world do not like to risk themselves with temporal emotions like humans.

Indeed, whether we wage war and serve the world's power to Kudr or persevere in hitting Mebius, I don't think it will be that much of a decision making.

Kudr is the patron saint of the kingdom of Dinlat, but he will certainly try to choose the path of annihilating Count Jurem over causing some damage to the land and the people if he is cornered.

Considering the neighborhood, as the Earls of Jurem were able to challenge them efficiently, the battle force we see now alone should not have a 20% chance of winning.

... It is somewhat unnatural for the Earls of Jurem, who had spent a good amount of time trying to defeat Kudr, to implement such uncertain measures.

"We have gained a mighty power over Kudr as well. But… it was too vast to be completely controlled. If you put too much effort into it, it could destroy all the world."

"K, the power over Kudr...?

... Is that possible, something like that?

Even Kudr has accumulated too much magic but is therefore greatly restricted in his actions.

I mean... if there are more monsters than Kudr, then clearly, I can't help it.

"Therefore, we needed to weaken Kudr before we could do anything at all... It's all in vain because of you. It's like crushing a goblin with a dragon... but I don't know what else to do. You were too strong."

Count Jurem kicks the tail of a puppet dragon and jumps... and flies high in the sky in a straight line, at a tremendous speed.

Along the way the contours of Count Jurem had collapsed, becoming just a lump of green light.

"Follow me! Divine Fireball!

A puppet dragon spits a ball of fire continuously out of his mouth.

But after chasing him halfway through, he changed his orbit straight and took his aim off and flew to irrelevant places.

"Did you let him get away?"

... travel too fast to chase now...

"Oh, did you get rid of him? That's Marlen...... no, my new compatriot! Let's do the rest of the right to name it!

Orviga was happy to slap her hand.

... but apparently not quite.

The green light of Count Jurem was sucked into the moon (Din), which was so close to the earth that it was far beyond the sky.

Another from the lower part of the Magic Tree Alberut, a weak light follows Count Jurem straight up.

Perhaps that's James.

Did this move take advantage of the gravity of the moon (Din)?

Do you bother to set up a battle on me and at this time you will leave the battle to gather a faction of Earls of Jurem on the moon (Din)...?

An unpleasant thought overtook my mind.

Kudr was an artificial spiritual weapon built to protect the kingdom of Dinlat, capable of sensing a mighty mass of magic that could become an enemy.

Count Jurem thought he was trying to carry a weapon called Mebius from the Moon (Din) to the land in order to counteract Kudr's sensing abilities.

But it's not enough. I don't think Kudr would react hypersensitively to Mebius' magic.

Sure, it had a lot of power, but if you look at the maximum power of magic alone, it would be about the same as Count Jurem at best.

... Mebius is only one force of war... isn't there a more dangerous main force sleeping on the moon (din)?

I thought the reason Count Jurem had divided the Spirit Body in the Spirit until he risked it would be because of his fear of staying in one individual in vigilance of Kudr's sensing abilities.

Distributing magic makes it harder to hook up to sensing.

But assuming Count Jurem was a more vicious great spirit and could not escape Kudr's sensing abilities by partitioning his spiritual body somewhat in the Spirit, how would it work to fulfill it?

I might hide the main body somewhere safe and use only a very small part of the spirit body as a body for walking off the ground to produce a spirit.

Count Jurem has that safe stash.

"No way, the main body... on the moon (din)?

"A, Abel... what the hell was that guy saying right now...?

Meir asks in fear as she walks over to me.

"Oh, you're Abel! They called me a few times, too! … So, Abel, the noise is over… will you return the rest to the castle?

Orviga doesn't hesitate to run either.

"... I'm sorry, but I may not have time to be delivering you. Anyway, it's not good near the moon (din). I want to return to the kingdom of Dinlat now."

"Hey, what the hell! You're gonna make a difference! Send the rest to Elf's Castle! Deliver it! Don't get me into this any more! I don't care if there's nothing left!

At that time… the moon (din) floating in the sky entered.

The crushed remains fall into countless giant meteorites.

Orviga also crawls over the puppet dragon, looking up at the sky in a daze.

"Oh, such an idiot... Wow, we have no choice but to perish when the moon (din), the symbol of our high elves, is gone...?

A giant face peered through the back of the moon (Din).

"Hey, what is it, that monster..."

Meir screams.

I, too, lost my word to the creeps.

The giant face looks like a dragon... but different eyeballs, big and small, were arranged clutterfully, and all of them stared at me with hatred.