"I'm not the one who can win a party.
Let go of anything that unleashes a long-range physical attack as powerful as you can.
Melee Physics types draw attention not to get attacked, and attack if given a chance.
Wizards are a priority for cover, and healers will be treated in the rear once they fall back.
Buy time to weaken Thomas until he releases his magic to the fullest. "
"" "Whoa! (Yes!)" "
Even if you look at the giant worm, Mr. Illis has no sign of being able to wolf.
It is the head of the Adventurer Alliance headquarters, and there are times when you just take command.
It would also be a testament to trust that the brilliant adventurers would listen to the instructions.
At the stage when the giant worm came out, the normal worm withdrew to leave it to later.
Yet the intimidation we receive from demons has jumped several times more than when there were massive worms.
In the meantime, Mr. Thomas, not sure if he could count on it, was charging my pace.
Tensions have come up, "hey, hey, hey, hey," and it starts to get even weirder.
It's the end of the world that this man is a hero of the desert country.
By the time we were made to recognise Mr. Thomas' anomaly again, the runaway adventurers had reached the source of the giant worm.
In an attempt to eat with a big mouth open, a giant worm turns toward me as I crawl on the ground.
Attacking the worm with each of them in their way shows no signs of scratching.
The same thing happens when a fast moving beast man carries a man with a powerful axe to pack his distance and wave down his weapon with momentum.
Not only is he bounced by the body of a giant worm and loses balance, but the worm screws his body and strikes back.
He covered it with a quick Beastman move to get him off the front, as well as keeping him from going after him with cover from a magical attack.
Fighting by joint parties, but we all work together with good taste and good.
Some people were bounced off by worms to take damage, but that's fine if they don't get fatally injured.
I've been watching the Dark Elves fight, and from what I can tell, it's basically slow.
Compared to manoeuvrable demons like Kimyra and Cerberus, your body is too big for small circles.
There's a unique movement of the worm, but I think we can avoid it unless we can force it to attack.
But that's just going to be a long fight and I can't defeat it.
As far as the fighting worm goes, it's not the kind of epidermis that absorbs shocks like Brilliant Buffalo or Kimyra.
Being a hard substance like steel, I get the impression of playing a physical attack.
Sounds like you're not only highly resistant to magic, you're also highly resistant to physics.
I'd focus on attacking somewhere and breaking a point, but it's hard to do with a gnawing moving worm.
A practical way would be to have a tactic of warfare that would strike a landmark where the hive came in.
When that happens, what I expect most is Mr. Thomas' fart.
Mr. Thomas, who heats up more and more, starts hitting his buttocks with his hands at high speeds.
Everyone pretends not to see it, even when they see you say "hey" every time.
Sometimes a creature called man ignores and expresses kindness.
Then Mr. Thomas, who would have reached the top, said "Hayne, Hayne," slapping his butt at a slower pace.
I'm ashamed of myself for understanding that it's a sign of complete charging.
"Retreat all of you!
Thomas will unleash magic!
Listening to Mr. Iris, the adventurers rush away from the worm.
It was a move that conveyed the adventurers' desire to never get caught up in their farts.
If I were in the same position, I would have thought the exact same thing.
"Fine, all retreats are complete!
Thomas, let go!
"fart eeee"
VOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
A high-concentration fart, compressed until it is clear and visible, strikes the worm with a white oval.
Worm, with a 50m giant, barked at Vouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Farts are faster, passing heads that shook away, slightly uneven and hit the body.
Bagowowong
At the same time as the roar sounded, a powerful wind flew this way due to the impact of farts.
It feels like dancing up the desert sand and being attacked by wind magic.
Sometimes it's the full power of S-rank adventurers, and that's a horrible fart.
When I held my breath desperately and endured, the area was quiet.
As the soaring sand and dust settles, the wreckage of the worm from the earlier battle blows away, reflecting a beautiful desert.
He may have been blown up the same way because he doesn't even look like a giant worm.
No one knows if the battle is over, breathtaking and vigilant around.
In the meantime, only Mr. Thomas changes things.
He held his butt with his right hand in a straight face, posing like a leak.
It's not like the high tension we had earlier.
I am depressed as if people have changed.
Then a drop of red liquid began to flow soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
He hasn't leaked, the recoil caused by his intense fart has avoided his butt, and he must be suffering from a broken hemorrhoid.
A gentle healer leans closer to Mr. Thomas to cure his broken hemorrhoids.
but Mr. Thomas let him stop with his left hand and shook his neck to the side.
"Thomas doesn't accept healing magic.
The herbs are hard to work with, but the more you heal in three days, the more healing they are. "
Mr. Thomas nodded to affirm.
Apparently the cut hemorrhoid pain is too strong to speak a word.
Ilis, a beautiful girl, gave me the 'Cut Hemorrhoids Manifesto This Man Won't Heal For A while' in front of everyone.
I worry about his heart.
No, on the contrary, I may have a desire to be told by Mr Iris rather than by a man.
That's why I only listen to Mr. Iris.
Because perverts get obsessed with weird things.
The earth begins to shake as a drop of red Shizukuishi seeps out of boomerang pants drips into the desert in a potpout.
At that moment, the adventurers were armed with nature.
Even if you get fart magic strong enough to have a chopped hemorrhoid, will you still not fall?
He may have survived because he was originally a demon with strong magic tolerance.
Even though I don't have any more powerful magic or physical attacks than that, the adventurers here don't.
A giant worm emerged from the ground so that he could still show his spare body.
Rising high to show and intimidate a large body, it descends sharply and descends to the ground.
Sprinkle the sand around and dive to the ground so that you can jump into the pool from a high place and raise the water splash.
Repeating such a move, Worm seemed to be conveying his will, "I won't allow it, I'll eat you guys".
"Look around your neck, Mr. Thomas' magic is denting your body."
One adventurer raised his voice, making sure everyone narrowed their eyes.
Observing the worm closely, the area about 3 m from the head was clearly dented, as the adventurer put it.
But I don't see any cracks or scars, just pure dents.
If we repeat the current attack, maybe we can push it back.
But the key Mr. Thomas has a broken hemorrhoid, and he won't be in a condition where he can fart again.
Everyone should have thought about it in their head at this time.
I wonder why you're relying on farts.
Why do you want me to fart?
Looking around, the adventurers who had survived the war looked difficult.
I don't know if I can't move because I don't have instructions, or if I'm on two feet according to my head if I'm not the one who can win.
Either way, they would have lost their will to war.
Naturally, Mr. Thomas can only walk with Tokotoko with a cut hemorrhoid, which is difficult to count as a force of war.
You've run out of measures, so much so that Mr. Iris is closing his eyes and biting his lips off.
Marr, just a receptionist, was turning away from the worm.
In the meantime, one adventurer approached Mr. Iris and slapped him with a subtle pound on the shoulder.
It's me, a severe pervert who just slaps a woman on the shoulder and immerses herself in exhilaration.
Seeing the worm swinging around my body with great momentum, I thought there was no curtain for me to come out.
But not now.
Worm farted mightily and began to move to eat us.
An attack with a big mouth that never closes, which can also be received in a message to me.
Must be "I want some sandy Habanero sauce".
"Mr. Iris, you described me as a support role for the team.
That's half true and half lies. "
"Duh, what do you mean?
"I thought if I became famous, I wouldn't be able to go back to Freesia, I was just lying.
But the giant worm doesn't seem to rival you all, so I'm going to take it down.
Whoa, speaking of which, you didn't say.
I crusaded all the brilliant buffalo herds with one blow. "
The adventurers start making noise when told the truth about the shock.
Every day Brilliant Buffalo was seen in the demolition yard, and the adventurers didn't suspect me.
With eyes that look at the light of hope, Mr. Iris looks at me, too.
In the meantime, I approach Mr. Marr, who only one person sees with a suspicious gaze, whispering in his ear.
"Ho, it's true. I defeated Brilliant Buffalo."
"I was dying in an oak, and I wondered if I could really defeat Brilliant Buffalo"
You can take it down.
If they step on the mayonnaise, they will.
"Think about it.
Do you think I, Vibili, will fight without a chance?
"... I don't think"
I don't know what to tell you by directing yourself, but that word will scratch.
"You'll see when you see it.
I'll beat up the giant worm that threatens Mr. Marr's hometown. "
"Ugh, yeah."
Turn your back on Mr. Marr, who is confused, and face Mr. Iris.
"There may be a time, so let all of you rest.
I'm not used to working with someone to fight, and I don't need backup.
It could get in the way. "
It's basically because I can't play cooperative.
"I get it.
When you couldn't... No, it's nothing.
Fight without forcing yourself. "
Seeing me walk out to the worm, the adventurers pave the way.
The eyes that entrust hope are comfortable and present like the protagonists of the story.
I can't believe you took over the battlefield from a desert hero and the hero of the Fennel kingdom challenged you to the giant worm.
Since when have I been born again like a real hero? [M]
Fighting with expectations... I don't feel bad.
Running out cool to the worm, the worm barked at me to intimidate me, waiting for my appearance scene in a disciplined manner.
The trembling roar of the atmosphere is a bit scary.
I feel like I've been locked on, certifying myself as an enemy.
But don't worry, I'm fine.
Dr. Habanero helped me whenever I was in trouble.
Kimyra, a disastrous demon, was also helpless in front of Dr. Habanero.
Can't stand giant worms of about S-rank.
All I'm saying is, "Here you go," and the worm hits me with a big mouth open with a voyeur.
Stick out your right hand and create and release an extra-large habanero sauce exclusively for giant worms.
"Extra Large Habanero Bomb, 5 Series"
DON DON DON DON DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON 'N 'T DON'T DON 'N 'T DON'T DON 'N 'T DON'T DON'T
The giant worm sucks in the habanero sauce one after the other, but it makes no difference.
I didn't get bored with spiciness, I even approached him with a big mouth open trying to eat me.
Seriously, the spicy ingredients don't work...... so?!
I can't stop talking like that!
You're the only great offensive of condiments!
What the hell is this all about?
Maybe demons living in hot areas are good at spiciness.
Bad, it wouldn't be a situation you're calmly analyzing.
Run out in a hurry to avoid attacking the impending worm.
"Yikes, I failed ~ ~!!
Ahhh, don't eat it -! "