The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

Demon King Demon Green Body - Desplanetia had already undergone a transformation into an ugly figure that could only be described as a "giant monster".

The giant house that crushes the stone walls and knocks down the trees in the garden, as it rolled up a tremendous noise and earthen smoke, began to move in the direction of the Knights of Secrets formation.

"Oh, don't be afraid! We are the Metanostadt Defense Corps... we are going to be the most elite Knights!

Knights chief Wilstein raised his temper and waved his long sword. The proud "elite unit" never escaped, but it was obvious that the upset could be seen.

The entire height of the immense monster was enough to cross the roof of the hall. The color of the whole body was beginning to wear dark green and the epidermis was gradually starting to change like a hard shell.

"Kill... Kill Kill... Kill Kill!

Its roar, high and deaf, also sounded like a bitter "scream" for some reason.

The tentacles in contact with the ground are bundled and serve as a substitute for the legs. They're moving giants around with a bunch of legs like Mukade. At least salvation is as dull as a turtle.

From the torso part, which had changed like a giant onion, were stretched "eating arms" that moved as if each was willing. There are about twenty of them, and each length is also a huge one of ten mertes. At the tip of the tentacle is a puckered mouth with ferocious fangs.

Hard to describe, but if you dare to compare, you look like "I flipped the head of a snake woman Medusa".

"Magic soldier, initiate a flame magic attack! Knights slap all the tentacles of the monster, slay them!

"Whoa!" "Whoa!

At the behest of Vilstein, the Knights run out, and from behind, the Wizard shoots "Fire Magic (Firestorm)" simultaneously. Powerful magical attacks by intermediate or higher wizards, reaching a total of twelve, fly giant with their tails drawn like flashy launch fireworks.

But the flame magic that seemed to have struck me directly, as soon as I hit Desplanetier, it emitted a strange phosphor and scratched it out.

- Phase shift magic junction!

The hard outer shell that covers the surface layer is formed by a special surgical formula that transforms and absorbs magical forces. It was once the very "kingdom of demons" in which Demon King Denmark tormented us. By transferring any attack magic to magical energy, it absorbs it as its own magic.

There's only one way to break it.

"Oh, monsters all the time. Yeah!

Knights Commander Wilstein's face distorted into fear and confusion. Simultaneous attacks by elite magic soldiers could not even stop the momentum of the advance, causing further enlargement of the enemy.

More changes appear in the Demon King Demon Green Body Desplanetier, who has shaken himself for a long time. The top of his head started to flourish and form some sort of organ.

And - an ugly, hellflower bud-like "face" arises on a black monster who had no face. That resembles a rose bud, but bissilli and sharp teeth lined the crack gap ripped from tip to root. The inside is red as blood, dripping clear mucus from the edges.

It reminded me of the mouth of a giant carnivore, only known as a petal.

"Kill Kill...... Giggy, Kishaaaaaa!

A mouth formed on his head buckles and "blooms" up, down, left and right, raising strange screams that just pierce the heavens.

"Death Planetia is... evolving!?

I groaned.

The monster, born of a fusion of demonic kings and plant demons, possessed features that no monster has ever seen. It is a power that absorbs magic and transforms itself with immense speed.

The giant monster, which progresses with strange voices that cannot appear in humanities, is illuminated by the moonlight and has spooky shades. In front of the giant monster, even the fully armed knights looked as small as an army of toys.

To the agitated sorcerers, Vilstein gives the following instructions:

"Don't be frightened! Focus your flame magic on one point!

-!? No!

"Idiot! Stop it, back off!

I was screaming unexpectedly. The leader of the most elite knight does not understand the traits of the monster. Even the wizards in their subordinate robes don't seem to realize the properties of that monster, which absorbs magic and changes.

"Gikishaaaa...... Kilkill......!

At the next moment, in a slow motion-like motion, Desplanetier gently crushed the knights' position.

"Ah...... ah!

All I could do was groan. No more voice or support magic at this distance.

Knights and warriors screaming and fleeing. And a wizard tangled up in tentacles and thrown in the air. A carriage that is rolled over and crushed as it is. A warrior who was taken off his leg and fell screams as he is captured by his eating arm.

It was like a nasal cry.

On their level, it's as if they can't stand their teeth. The fact that the ambition of defeating the resurrecting Demon King and replacing him with a Dickamaran hero is nothing more than a dream story is something that they themselves have come to know.

I am an incompatible opponent, but I will at least salute the knights and wizards who fight desperately to defend the King's capital by striking me in the chest.

"Sage! The knights...!" "My aunt will do it -!

Riola and Plum, who had stepped themselves out of the hall window to support them, raise their sad voices.

"Oh, it's okay, I'll go help! Thanks to them, I was able to buy you valuable time."

I finally lifted my glasses with stunning fingertips.

I wasn't watching the knights fight with my mouth open. I was ready for some magic. And when you're ready, you just infuse and inspire roughly half of the magic you can have.

But - this was a bet.

If the greatest depths of the sage we're going to do don't get through to him...... it's all over.

If we can't "stop" Desplanetier from moving, we can't help Hemperoza, and the prams and riola in the hall are in danger.

Zukin and my stomach ached. I keep standing because I really desperately want to nod, to save Hemperoza, to protect Riola and Plum.

A blue and white moon hanging from the top of the sky lit up the area. When I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, the cold night air stained my lungs.

Unexpectedly, I was reminded of the faces of my companions who traveled after noon.

A half-elf Lentomia that crosses the horse with a face.

Always a luxurious and good man...... no, a good woman faria.

Good swordsman Luroni in good health on the manuferno of the Dada leak paranoia.

And the relying brave Ergonote and the apprentice Iola laughing happily in her arms.

Damn...... this is like a horse lantern.

Leaks a hoot of laughter.

Was my chosen path wrong? No - no.

I would be frightened if only Riola, Plum and Hemperoza were left in the mansion. I guess that makes sense for me to be here.

Besides... we have to take responsibility for creating that monster.

"Well! Let's go, 'Full', 'Blurb', and... Mass Produced Wine Barrel (Barrel) Golems!

I opened another menu through a small window of tactical information display (tactics) and let the Automatic Driving Ceremony (appct) of Wine Barrel Golem, Final Showdown (Destroy) Mode sing (autoload).

The garage door of my mansion opened and two four-legged wine barrels popped up.

That's the proud golem I manipulate: Full, Blurb.

Yet another wine barrel rolled out of the back of the garage. The number is roughly ten. No hands, no legs, no "barrels," just the same size.

Rolling around depicting those barrels trajectories as if they were willing, stopping around 'Full' and 'Blurb', and... Boom! and made a noise and stood up to try to align it with the slack.

- Simple mass-produced wine barrel (barrel) golem. Commonly known as' Barr '

These guys are the base defense golems I'm deploying to protect the mansion.

The contents are slime, of course, and I don't hold legs or hands like 'Full' or 'Blurb' together. The advantage is that it can be easily mass produced with a simple structure, which overwhelms intruders in numbers and makes intense physical attacks per body.

In the unlikely event that a unsuccessful man crosses the line and enters the premises of the building, he will be driven around by these "barrels (bars)" that roll out of the garage, unleashing a merciless, merciless and unforgiving hammer.

"Wah, a barrel...... a lot!?" "Grey! FULL FULL YOU, BULL BULL YOU AND...... are you going to help Hempero -!?

"Oh, yeah!

In response, I switched 'Full' to Standing Mode, and I opened the top lid and stepped inside.

The contents are a bath of raw slime. I crawl around to taste my whole body from the gap in my clothes, and I leak my voice without thinking, "Ah... yeah".

Huh...... I knew it was creepy!?

I regret putting Pram and Hempero in this, but not if you're saying that now.

"All right, let's go, guys! Final Showdown (Destroy) Mode Activated!

Wine barrels in my voice began to roll like a corpse.

Continued