Since I was reincarnated as a poor farmer in another world, I decided to lay bricks and build a castle

"Olaaaaaaa!"

"Kankakakakan"

Me and the immortal bone dragon clash in the deep woods.

As I kept running away, I made a steep spin of sweat that blew away, capturing the immortal bone dragon I was chasing in the front of me.

Then grip the pattern of an iron slaughter sword hung on your hips with your right hand.

He immediately took the iron slaughter sword out of his sheath, held it with both hands and set it directly in front of him.

At the next moment, wave down the Iron Slash Sword with all your might.

You don't need moves or anything on alien monster opponents who only move on bones.

Just give it all you can.

In an instant I work out my magic all over my body and pour it into my iron slaughter sword.

More magic than usual, passing it on to aggression.

It's my brother Byte's monkey imitation.

However, an unusual amount of magic was infused, temporarily expressing effects similar to those of armed reinforcement.

Immortal bone dragon approaching.

You shouldn't have to eat a creature with only a bone body.

Even so, he's trying to bite me with his mouth open and closed over and over again making a noise with Cancun.

Are you going to eat me?

Or do you want to kill me?

No, he can't even have enough motive to kill me.

After all, am I just attacking a living life form that has stopped in my eyes?

The immortal bone dragon that I've been chasing bites me and intercepts it with the Iron Slash Sword Gran Barca.

That was a moment.

No, maybe it was a much shorter time than a moment.

But not for me.

He opened his mouth wide, and saw a dragon agate approaching with a number of thick and sharp fangs growing up and down his mouth.

It was a slow time as if time had been stretched.

But that slowness wasn't just immortal bone dragons, I was the same again myself.

Even as I watched the immortal bone dragon try to bite me in a terribly relaxed motion, my own arm waving down the iron slaughter sword was also slow again.

But there's no rush.

Because this has happened before.

I guess full body magic also enhances brain function and speeds up thinking.

Then I'll just do what I can here and now.

Observe immortal bone dragons as they look at their arms that do not advance as late.

White bones have knocked down many trees so far, but they are not missing anywhere, so they were alive.

But even so, there was a place to go.

Now Agate, an immortal bone dragon with sharp fangs attacking me, is on the front of my skull.

Its skull, but although the bones of the animal's head are rounded to protect the brain, it is not a single bone.

The skull is a combination of several bones that protect the brain.

I mean, the bone on the dragon's head that's about to attack me now is made of multiple bones, and even if you say it's stuck, it's supposed to be structurally weak there.

I don't know if that even applies to the immortals who maintain their bodies with bones alone.

But I saw some bone and bone junctions in the skull of the immortal bone dragon where I could see the movement slowly.

Turn there to modify the Iron Slash Sword orbit.

Just like a single letter vertically in the middle of the skull of an immortal bone dragon. Bone junction.

He shook it off so that he could slip in the blade of the iron slaughter sword, which boasted the best cut.

The sound of Don echoes in the woods.

I swung down the iron slaughter sword, and the next moment I was blown wide open and slapped by a tree.

I was slapped on the trunk of a thick tree without even taking a passive from my back.

Even so, I didn't feel any pain in my back.

My back didn't hurt.

No, it can't hurt.

But it was on my chest that I was in pain.

Turn your eyes down.

The ghost armor I was wearing.

That was falling apart with the drool.

Magic protective gear that fits the wearer perfectly.

Gear with the characteristic that it not only improves defense with a single dish created from ghost material, but even your own power.

It was rotten by touching the magic of immortal bone dragons.

And what came out after that ghost armor fell off my body.

That was my chest.

Should I call it luck in the midst of misfortune?

The sharp fangs that were growing in the mouth of the immortal bone dragon didn't seem to have pierced me.

My attack caused the orbit of the attack to hit him, or the upper jaw of the attack hit him.

But that's not why there's no damage at all.

No, rather, the damage was immense.

How many abrasives have been broken?

The blood came out of my mouth and I couldn't breathe.

The skin is also black.

It was as if the black magic of the immortal bone dragon was invading my skin.

Not good.

Only once, he just gave it an attack like a hit.

Even though I said so, I couldn't even shake my arm up again.

... die.

Instead of giving up, I became aware of my own death as an unmistakable fact.

You might as well have kept running to the end, no matter what your outfit.

Desperately, we should have fled thoroughly to the end when we couldn't move, whether it was muddy or sweaty or weeping.

Maybe he had a chronic heart.

I don't know, I've never lost this far.

I have met someone stronger than myself, but with that hand I have created and won a favorable situation.

And the magic was getting stronger and stronger.

Maybe that's how long I've been mistaken.

He said he was strong.

But that didn't happen.

There are stronger ones than me.

That's in some humans, but it's natural outside of humans.

I didn't know it was obvious.

... No.

But I honestly didn't want to admit death because I realized that.

I don't like to die.

I'm sorry I'll never die again.

Even if I'm a stronger opponent than I can win, I don't want to die here.

I thought so.

It screams and falls from the trunk of a tree to the ground.

I can't even raise my arm anymore.

But I didn't just lower my face.

Face up and look straight at the Immortal Bone Dragon.

Again.

This one was also severely damaged and dying, but the opponent was not otherwise intact.

The skull of the immortal bone dragon is slashed slowly and vertically.

And I saw it in my head from that cut in.

Where there would otherwise be dragon brains.

There I saw a strange stone shining in black.

Demon Stone, maybe.

There seems to be a magical caged and strange stone in this world.

Maybe that's what it is.

And isn't that what drives the body of the immortal bone dragon?

My body doesn't move properly anymore.

But if that's a steep spot for immortal bone dragons, you might be able to reward them with one arrow.

That's what I thought. I stood up as I squeezed my last force and grabbed my iron slaughter sword.