The Branded Female Fencer

Doom's Adventures, Part 3 - The Giant Ruins of the Prairie ③ -

The torso is like an elongated beetle. In a silver crust, an eyeless bug. The demon, who doesn't know how to sense his goal, was coming toward the Dooms, using thin feathers and torso, bouncing back and forth. That number, countless.

Doom and Osiria saw how it was and chose to intercept it from a distance.

"Disgusting feathers, crush them!

"If it's creepy, I think we're better off. After all, it's an evil spirit!?

Osirian magic intercepts both beetles. They come sideways, crushed vertically, and still dive through the attack. A wave-like attack of Doom that is unleashed to wipe out the rest of it. It deformed the serving evil spirits into waves, releasing waves of many shots. Each of them only about the size of a person's face. Both beetles happened to be bounced off and seemed to have retreated.

But the beetles will not stop advancing. On the contrary, it didn't even look like a decent blow.

"Perseverance!"

"Hmm, you're sturdy"

Doom knew they wouldn't get a scratch from a simple physical attack, but it doesn't feel good to be picked up by someone they might not be good at. I wondered what was going on, but before that, Maneater was deforming himself. The figure, deformed like a horse in the lower body and a knight in the upper body of armor, looks like a half horse and a half warcraft.

"I will. Give me your weapon."

"Are you okay? I haven't had time, so I'm only ready for the 'Stabbing Bull (Sentoa)' body, but I might be a little short on combat."

Speaking to Maneater, Doom threw a spear that consolidated the evil spirit and gave it to him. The man-eater receives the spear with no expression, while swinging gently to ascertain its feel.

"I'll try. This is my first experience with weapons, because I may need them for my upcoming battles"

"Well, that's a good idea."

"Skewers are delicious, aren't they?

"... oh, that's the thing"

Doom thought for a moment that he was the fool he expected. Because I reaffirmed that in the fusion of maneater and insomnia, it has nothing to do with upliftment, etc.

But behind such an idea, Maneater's aim was unparalleled. A spear borrowed from Doom has no connection with bending or chipping, etc., but the free use of that spear is a skilled knight himself.

But the beetles, whether they were slapped or pierced, did not stop moving forward. With no sign of a single blow, the man-eater rolled out his spear across his mouth. The sturdy beetles were also desperate, but the act seems to have stimulated both the other beetles extra. The worms swarmed more intensely into the man-eater, poking their fangs relentlessly.

"Kuhhh! You gonna eat me?

The maneater tries to shake it off, but sooner than the act, Doom plays off the beetles that swarmed the maneater. In your hands, a mass of evil spirits worked out on the whip.

"It was a little rough, but it's better than being able to eat, right?

"Yeah, yeah."

"Well. It's too sturdy and depressing, but it's not like I can't kill you. It takes a lot of time and effort to wipe it out. You're an ant to ignore."

Doom created a swirl of evil spirits spinning fast around us. A cage of evil spirits, shredding everything that comes at us. This method of integral defense is one that Doom has come up with recently.

"Yeah, you can walk away without a problem with this"

"This is handy. I wish you'd done it sooner."

"Ugh. That's no word."

Words Doom could afford to return, but the situation wasn't as easy as I thought. Doom felt the beetles in the swirls of evil spirits unfolding around him.

"(I don't think it's worth it... is that it?

I wondered what they would do with the altitude of spinning fast and even sharpening iron, but the beetles were trying to break through the swirl of evil spirits by repeatedly penetrating the same place, even if the whole thing had been sharpened.

The Dooms blued simultaneously as the beetles glanced at their faces from the unexpanded ground.

"Chi!... Nah"

What Doom blued was more than half acting. It generates even more vortexes from the inside of the vortex, creating multiple boundaries. Furthermore, as Doom deformed a portion of his body over the ceiling, he lifted Osiria and Maneater to keep them away from the ground. I don't think so, but to prevent enemies from emerging from the ground.

"Now the bugs can do nothing. Let's just say we keep going."

"... right"

Osiria was also a surprising use of Doom's power, but as it were, they decided to move on. But less, Doom realizes that the beetles pulled up.

And Doom lifted the vortex once and stood down on the ground. Osiria and Maneater look up at Doom at the same time.

"What's going on?

"The beetles pulled it. I don't know why."

"Didn't you think it wouldn't work?

"I wonder if they're the kind of people who can turn such wisdom"

Doom was cautious at all times. He stays in a light tone, but hardly ever gets alarmed in the fight anymore. Doom was exploring the situation as he flew the evil spirits around without alarm.

But his doubts will soon be resolved. Because the evil spirits immediately perceived signs of approaching them.

"Big guy's coming. This is where it comes from."

Doom's expression tightened even tighter. Maneater and Osiria took a short distance from Doom to take an interception stance. What appeared before them so much less was a lizard covered in a silver shining epidermis. The body was seen by dragons, and by the beauty of even majesty, the Dooms.

"This guy... looks like he's not just a warcraft."

"Be careful. That's a bad sign."

"I know."

Doom took Osiria's warning honestly. But I didn't have to ask, and I knew a hundred of them. Because hostility has been directed against the Dooms for twelve years.

From what I can see, both of the beetles appeared on the body surface earlier. Apparently, the beetles are creatures that these lizards serve. It was then that Doom stepped forward to approach the sword and the lizard, taking into account the movements of both beetles. The lizard stuffed Doom's foot in time to reach the ground or not, and struck Doom off with his forefoot.

Continued