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

"That's an amazing bump... You haven't been reincarnated in hundreds of years."

I was half frightened and crushed.

"Ha, ha...! I will not perish, I will rise again and again!

"Badjob... why don't you stop?

- You just said to yourself that this is a prison for your soul, in repeated pain, right?

I wrapped my body in a robe with wind and half-eyed a bat and a white young man in the sky.

"I... want to come raw! I've been doing this over and over again! I'll repeat it over and over again!

"I doubt you'll be able to tell me you're alive."

Badjob is no different than a zombie who keeps moving even when it becomes rotten meat and bones. No, it's worse in nature than that.

Unusual obsession with stiff raw. It would be nothing but eternal pain to keep wandering in search of "what you lost" knowing you could never get it back.

"Ho ho ho! Shut up, sage Grecas! The great Badjob is immortal! You've got time for eternity, and you're transcendent!

"Farewell, sage Grecas. I will now rule the world's oceans. And I'll get it this time. You, my friends, no, everything...!

"It's no use. You get nothing."

I assure you quietly and strongly.

"I've lived" for hundreds of years, but this guy just ended up wasting his time.

A pathetic void Necromancer (Zero Reyes) who loses his companions and keeps forgetting and wandering even himself and even his original purpose, not knowing where he is and what really matters to him.

'Say what...! I'll get everything, not the harbor, not the country, the world! And I'm going to be just like God! That's when... you get everything! It's all coming back! And my people! And my life!... It was fun... even then!

White youth - Badjob's eyes were insane and distorted. I just spit out my delusions with a tranced face.

"You won't understand a thousand years."

'What... you say?

Badjob's cloudy eyes turn on me with anger and surprise in Russia.

"You don't have to get the world to get the treasure."

"Ha......! Stupid, demented, weak piece of shit!

"Maybe."

But I didn't respond to anything anymore.

I wanted to go home more than anything. Let this end and go to the Sage's Hall.

- Even as we read the book by the window where the sun plunges in and sigh at the pram that comes later, we end up napping together.

In those days, I wanted to go back to that place.

"Ohohohohohohohoho! Fool (...) Grekaas! Cursing my powerlessness and stupidity, I see Lord Badjob become God... there!

A tall laugh A giant bat dancing with an uncomfortable laugh drifts away from the rust. Ahead, north of here. I mean, it would be a "Sea Demon" nest hole.

"Running away. I run away though!?

"Lord Grey! Let him go, he'll attack again!

Manu and Lu stand colored in Russia.

I moved my fingertips unconsciously as I calmed down - shooting the magic thread at the purple witch who kept me away.

"Let's see. Looks good though. Only technology can be diverted (...), Badjob."

This is an ultra-fine (...) cover-up (stealth) magic yarn (Magiwire) that even Lentomia can't see.

This is followed by the pouring into the bat of a "technique" selected from tactical information display (tactics). And

- Autonomous Drive Formula (APPLICT), Time Limit Launch (Timer Mode) Setting. 60....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

A countdown called Cochikoti appears on my tactical information display (tactics), decreasing every second.

The bat, who doesn't know that, walks away from the tower with a grunt.

I heard noise and noise mixing from the small window in front of me. It's a conversation between a purple witch and a white young man picked up by a planted technique.

"Greg, is that... is that their conversation?

Ergonote rounds his eyes.

"Oh, I set you up with that witch."

I then give instructions to Lentomia by my side.

"Shoot the Directed Thermal Magic (Positrol) properly. Just intimidation. Don't hit me."

"Huh -!?"

When you swelled your cheeks in dissatisfaction but I closed one eye to show you, you assumed there was something.

When Lentomia emerged some light spheres, she shot them off one after the other, dressed to push them out with momentum and hands.

Vic! leaves a beautiful light trace with high heat and plasma air red with the vibrating sound.

Several muscles of light blur the bat, but the bat is alive and well, moving away. The boulder "laser cannon" also seemed out of range.

"Ahhh! Even though I can guess!

Duh! and Lentomia revealed her dissatisfaction, hitting me on the shoulder.

"Tell me. Well, don't say that, Lentomia. It's a chance to put it all together and end to it."

Huhuhuhu, and my pals looked at me with a black grin and lifted my glasses at my fingertips and swallowed the next word.

- What are you willing to do? and.

"Well... I'll show you now"

From my tactical information display (tactics), I hear conversations between a reincarnated necromancer and an old witch with extreme witchcraft.

The cover-up (stealth) magic yarn (MagiWire), which the purple witch has shot at unintelligible, stretches well and performs well.

'How I gave up. Until now, their magic will arrive. "

"Hum... my next vessel... there's no drain, is there, Platinum?

It's a bagjob that gets a spare inclusive laugh, but the magic of possession and metastasis on boulders seems to drain heavily, and it feels like breathing constantly.

"Don't worry, Badjob. Now let's have a look......!

A giant water column rose when the witch Pratin chanted some spell while wondering if the water smoke had risen because of the intertwined coastline on the north side. And the sea level thrives on the shape of a cup laying low.

Everyone who notices a sea anomaly gazes at the north side of the terrace.

"Lord Grey! Is that...!?

"Huge. Ouch...... sea monster!?

"Ho! It's more than a big imagination!

"This... sounds like it's going to chop up"

My people scream at me. Faria and Ergo are somewhere marginal feelings, but the distance is quite remote, so I guess the impending sense of crisis is faint.

An astonishing giant monster emerged when the coastline leading north of the collapsed tower, possibly 1000 Merte, could be bounced to explode as a water column stood on the coastline, which would be far away.

What emerged from the sea was a super giant jellyfish demon, shaking many red and black octopus-like eating arms.

"Sea Demon God, Gelatinas Kraken Road......!

From the tactical information display (tactics) voice communication I heard the purple witch and the joy of Badjob.

"Ha, ha! Fantastic! My vessel deserves the divinity, then have a fusion ritual!

"Dear Badjob! Me too... give me a gift!

'Come on......! Your job is to bury the lapse and there's more to it...!

"Haaaaah! Thank you, thank you Happiness!

When the bat witch dropped altitude, she went straight into the giant jellyfish. A bat like a feather worm and a shadow like a small sesame grain could be seen falling to the top of the head of a nulla glowing jellyfish.

Bullshit! The surface waves slightly.

The shockwave is too small and the magnitude of the jellyfish is noticeably visible.

- Fusion!

Along with the spell betting voice, Badjob's body and the purple witch integrate with the jellyfish's body. I guess the purple witch Pratin can change the composition of the body itself with magical powers, just as she turned that body into a bat.

When I wondered if the red and black jellyfish epidermis emitted a disastrous light, a bright white magic formation floated all over my body, mixed with a purple poisonous magic formation. It's a magical shield representing the boundaries of each magic: Badjob and Witch Platin.

Magic power for two magicians with immense wisdom who have lived in the immense body of an infinitely renewable jellyfish, an invincible magic defense, a time of perpetual robbery.

It was the moment of the birth of the demon beyond that demon king demon green body (Desplanetia).

"Hahaha! I'm - God! The sea has become the god that unites the world, ha, ha!

A transcendent voice echoed directly into everyone's head.

"God, God, no! The power that runs through this whole body! Invincible! Invincible, invincible! I... invincible...!

With his exalted voice, a giant sea monster began to travel this way as he made a white wave.

The number of eating arms should be over a hundred, each with a deadly sting spore that paralyzes the other and leads to death. A man in line, even if only touched, would be poisoned and lose his life.

"Lord Grey!?

"Stunning. I merged!?

"Not good! This...!

"Ha, this is... awesome!

"All the while, if you don't hesitate to destroy it from the beginning...!

The heroes of the boulder Dicamaran also find themselves in a hurry. You can fight all those monsters because there's nothing else you can do without a Dickamaran hero.

Besides, there are Plums and Iolas out there.

But I gently ask the half-elf who gives a rare and hasty look beside me when I shake off a robe wrapped around my body.

"Lentomia. Do you think jellyfish are higher creatures than humande?

"Huh...? Um... inferior, huh?

"Correct"

The countdown displayed on the tactical information display (tactics) indicated five seconds.

- Four... three...

This is an automated chanting (autoloading) of an execution instruction (command) for a reverse osmosis (virus) autonomous driving technique (appct) of muscle tissue self-destruction (apoptose).

It has already penetrated (...) the whole body (...) through the witch platin into the giant jellyfish body, which is also integrated.

-2... 1... 0!

Pean! and the sound of reaching zero count rang, moments.

"God! Am I..."

When I wondered if the whole body of the Gelatinus Kraken Road swelled up bumpy from the inside and about doubled in an instant, I didn't put it down for about a breath - it burst magnificently.

That's not so bad, it's stunningly dusty.

A giant white water column blows up, forming a giant mushroom cloud.

It was fatally wounded to have covered the outer skin with a "Wizard's Connection for Two". A strong magical junction wrapping the epidermis of a giant jellyfish completely enclosed the pressure of destruction from the inside, causing a tremendous pressure collapse when it crossed the threshold.

Then a shock wave and a tremendous bursting sound reached where we were.

"Woohoo.!?

"Ahhh!?

"Ooh!?

"Haha, it's Greg's fault!

Manu, Lu, and Ergo and Faria, round their surprise eyes.

"Well, no matter how awesome it gets, the jellyfish stays that way!

"That's the thing. Well, just destroy the giant enemy from the inside out."

I smiled at Lentomia and then turned my gaze to the sea.

Fragments of crushed jellyfish that did not fasten the prototype at all fell into the sea with Bechavecha. They will be further degraded by the reverse osmosis (virus) of muscle tissue self-destruction (apoptose) and will disappear completely.

The giant monster that rowed out into the Great Sea Plains would have ended its life in just a few seconds.

After hundreds of years of repeated reincarnation and even abandoning what was human at the end, the Great Saint Badjob made a mistake at the end.

- Badjob. I'm finally dead... You appreciate it.

I removed my gaze from the sea plains as I regained my serenity, and when I returned my heels I began to take a step down the stairs.

"Come on, let's go home. Plum and the others are waiting."

While relieved by the familiar smile of my fellow Dicamarans, I felt like my shoulder load had finally come down.

Continued