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"- Gre!? Oh, we're connected! It's okay!? '
"Lentomia! I'm safe."
My voice was heard through a "silver ring".
Apparently, the disappearance of the magic waves emitted by the main engine of the Holy Sword Battleship (...) restored voice communication by the magic thread (Magiwire).
Among several communication items, Lentomia and I incorporate advanced and reliable magic, such as tactical information display (tactics) and voice communication.
"Good! For once I ask... what is this stupid big tree... born of Hempero's magic?
"Exactly. Looks like they helped me again..."
"I can't believe my apprentice (...) can help me. It's like a green bomb."
"Ha."
A green bomb is something I used to say.
From Lentomia and the others, this "world tree" would have looked like a green explosion had taken place and a tree had grown from it to Nyokyōki and Heaven.
Indeed, the shape doesn't even look like a giant mushroom cloud that occurs after the explosion.
'So, what happened to the ship... the Holy Sword?
"All the immense magic and energy was restored to this' world tree '. I mean, it's all cleaned up."
"That superdragon dragon, the holy sword... it was the tree that was born drinking it all..."
"That's what I'm talking about"
Make sure we're safe with each other and appease them for now.
Then, the battle area information reflected in the tactical information display (tactics) gave a glimpse of the situation of the allies in battle.
"By the way, Lentomia! Are you engaged with a bunch of regiosculls right now!? Everybody!?
Real live video feeds were not connected, but there was a sharp overlap between the blue allies reflected in audio and tactical information displays (tactics) and the red enemy's light points.
Apparently, Lentomia and Ergonote were engaged with the regiosculls around a position one kilometre from this' World Tree '.
The red dots showing regiosculls are less than the first number I was hearing at about fifty. You've already defeated it, or you may have flown in the direction of the day after tomorrow from the turmoil of control caused by the loss of the Lord (or Lord).
'We're all hanging in there! By the way, where is Greg now?
"Above the branches of 500 Merte's" World Tree (...) "
"- Uh? Is it on that tree?... Convinced '
I could hear my dull and frightened half-laughing partner half an elf. I guess you can see the giant tree branches from where Lentomia is fighting.
"I just want to say I'm flying away right now... I just need a little time"
I am now caught in a "tree branch" near 500 Merte on the ground with a man-made wine barrel golem.
Even though the branches (eh) are ten mertes thick, they feel like they are on a slightly inclined ridge of mountains (...), not so much to say that they feel fear.
But when I peer under fear, I blind myself at a shrinking height.
"Can you come down? This one's got a lot of heads, and we're gonna figure it out, right?
As Calm Lentomia put it, below the Ergonote, there are the Rudens Warriors and Dragon Men (Draguns) led by Faria, as well as the top wizards who are close to the Commander of the Magic Corps and the Princess.
The battle seems to be going on, but it's not the kind of formation that pushes you down in numbers.
"Right...... I have a flying wine barrel that needs a little tweaking."
'Yeah! Okay. I'll tell everyone Greg's fine. Leave the rest to me. Bye!'
Lentomia cut off voice communication.
Because of its energetic and bright appearance, the Humane Willing Federation (...) doesn't seem like a big pinch.
With the total elimination of the greatest threat, the superdragon drasilia, that's fine if we crusade the scale of the remaining force, the dragon, the regioscull.
- Ma, a bee doesn't fit after about five minutes off.
"... sage Grecas? Lentomia, you were able to talk to me. I'm glad."
Metius looked out of his nostalgia. Apparently he was already half asleep, and he manages to smile with his shitty feathers.
"Metius, are you okay?
Fatigue accumulated considerably, and the fairy sat in my palm in a flimsy motion.
"Sorry, sage Grecas..."
"It's all right now, give me a break"
"Yes......"
I decided to dive Metius into the gap of the "lovely collection of love poems" that had kept him sneaking inside the robe of the wise man, and to let him rest.
He supported me from the launch of the Holy Sword Battleship to the flight and the battle against Drasilia, and went as far as a forced infusion of magic (like an injection of vigor) along the way.
Given Metius' strength, who always wakes up early in bed, it would be a lot of limitations.
I have no choice but to do something about my return from here alone.
I started turning my head on how to get out of here, soaking myself in the cockpit of a wine barrel golem - exactly in a 'full' barrel.
From the silver ring correspondence, the voices and trends of the fellows who continued to fight against the herd of regiosculls seemed to be in their hands.
I have a toothache, but there seems to be nothing else than to trust me and leave it to me, more than I can't go to help right now.
A little tired, but I decided to get out of the cockpit of the wine barrel and walk a little over the tree.
"But what a big deal..."
Look up, look around, and sigh deeply.
The seeds of Hemperoza's spreading magic (Shrub Garden) successfully transformed the energy of the main engine of the vast Sage Battleship.
Or, furthermore, it is possible that some will (...) intervened, built on the Holy Sword Battleship itself...
Inside the world tree are now hidden the crystals of the wisdom of prehistoric magic civilization, the shards of the Holy Sword Battleship "Silver (Platinum) of the Ethereal Dome (Fatimart)".
As I walk on the branches, I observe the glowing "World Tree" in the morning sun, using the Enemy Boundary (Circle).
Because of the high altitude, the wind and air are crossing very cold.
The thickness of the trunk is approximately 300 Merte and the height is 600 Merte. A semi-circular dome-like green bush is worn on top of it, and its maximum diameter seems to exceed 1200 Merte and also reach 900 Merte in height.
Even the "branch" I'm standing on is just the midpoint of a branch protruding about fifty mertes from the main trunk.
There are a number of similar thick branches sticking out horizontally on the left and right, branching thinly as we go ahead, beyond which we are invisible with lush green leaves.
You've never seen history before, such as this huge object in this world.
Though the crisis of human extinction caused by Superdragon Drasilia has left, I don't feel that it has become outrageous.
And now turn your eyes to your feet.
The trunks of both feet were found to be intertwined with grass about 1 cm thick Merte, forming trees. They are beginning to adhere and can be seen as one tree already integrated.
The branches have holes all over them like void (uro) where you can put your face in, and when you peek inside, there seems to be a "cavity" that is wide enough for humans to walk inside.
Perhaps swirls and abuks of air that arose during the growth process formed passages (...) and rooms (...).
"Is the inside of the tree like a giant labyrinth (...)..."
Holy Sword Battleships and Swords and their fragments captured in this tree. Those are all the over-technologies brought about by super ancient magical civilizations, many humans will feel as if they were "mountains of treasure".
While I was so excited, I decided to go back to the wine barrel.
I don't feel comfortable with the thrust of the "flying wine barrel" on my back when jumping off the trunk.
The escape from the Holy Sword Battleship was a matter of contending for a moment, but calmly calculated, it actually seemed to be quite short of thrust (...).
- Uhm. What's the matter with you?
I think about supporting my jaw with my fingertips.
From the tactical information display, the audio of a constant battle was heard.
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"Heroes (Ergo Party)! Don't ask me to back up the Starboard Front! Regio, five more reinforcements! They're going in. No!
Valikerius, the leader of the Magic Corps who serves as interim commander, gave instructions on a small high hill.
"Oops!
"I'll take care of it!
"We'll do it from the beginning!
The Heroes (...), as their name suggests, are guerrillas made up of the brave Ergonote as their leader and the swordsmen Luroni and Lentomia. When an enemy attack becomes thin or the front is about to be pushed in, it increases its strength and counterattacks, gaining momentum.
Beside the leader of the Magic Corps, who gives instructions, was Sir Apras A. Jill, who stands at the apex of an old wizard who stored white beards. Sir is raising his scepter high and developing the boundaries of a massive awareness agitation (Imagine Jammer) system that covers the entire battlefield. It had significantly reduced the accuracy of the strike caused by the "Shock Cannon" fired by Reguosculls from the sky.
From the front, the main force of Reguoscar's ground invasion unit was pushing forward as it soared up with the sound of the ground.
"Don't be frightened! Let go of the Dragon Screw!"
A fierce explosion smashes the regiosculls straight from the front into the wood pieces of dust.
The Rudens main unit, with Faria as its leader, was destroying enemies one after the other, with the support of a wizard who would refrain from rearward.
The wizard is Leistoria the "White Windman" and Magerna the "Blue Crusher".
The magic of the wind knocks down the regiosculls in the air to the ground, and Magellna strikes the magic of icing like a mortar, and the Rudens warriors and dragon men fire at the subject of a physical attack.
Rudens' warriors are crushed with unquestioned power, and Dragon Man (Draguns) use the tactic of destroying the central brain by inserting a supple biological sword (Bioblade) through the armored clearance of the regioskull when fleshed to the enemy in the presence of an ordinary man.
"That's a turret."
Alberina is BYI! and aim with bright red high-output oriented thermal magic (positrol).
Its output is enough to cut the regiosculls in two in the air.
"Beautiful magic! Ruby color of burning passion!
"That's right, you have a smooth arm!
"The colour bogeys......!
and so Lentomia and Faria looked up at the sky.
Hiiiiiiiiiin...... and not regioscull, because I could see something flying in the sky.
"" It's Grecas!
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I skilfully manipulated a man-made wine barrel golem and was looking for a battlefield.
Almost a skydive close to falling, but maximizing the output of the two aerial flight units on the back, and adding a total of four airborne wine barrels of the same type that were rapidly built (...), led to a Med that managed to get off the ground.
Under my eyes, I could see the battlefields where Faria and Ergonote were fighting.
"Guys!"
Continued