The Executed Sage Reincarnates as a Lich and Begins a War of Aggression

I manipulated the indoor undead and sent Henry to kill me.

Henry, on the other hand, throws away the long desk to secure the path.

They're going to force the proximity.

He approaches me with fierce behavior as he mourns the impending undead from left to right.

(You're a mess. but the movement is assumed)

I compress and solidify and release magic in the palm of my hand.

It's a primitive shock wave that doesn't involve a surgical procedure.

Shoot that into Henry for every undead.

"Ugh...... ugh!?

Henry, who suffered a shock wave, stomps and endures.

He had one finger stuck in the floor and kept it from being blown away.

Unlike wind blades, this is a widespread attack.

He also had no choice but to defend himself than to be allowed to evade.

"Damn, we're going to have a rough attack..."

Henry, who vomits evil, is almost intact.

In the current shockwave, it did not seem far enough to inflict fatal injuries on him.

Nothing. I didn't mind that.

I don't even think that this shockwave alone can knock me down.

Seeing Henry trying to make a move, I used the shock wave again.

He defends again.

Again, no damage such as this can be done.

Shoot a third shot like a tatami there.

Henry fell to his knees.

He also shows fright at the shockwave that keeps him standing.

So I don't imitate to stop the attack, and I emit even more shock waves.

Shoot in one after the other without showing any gaps.

Henry as well as his surroundings wore the winding.

The undead of the subordinates fall apart and dance through the universe.

The long desks arranged collide against the walls as they rotate.

Soon Luciana's figure had disappeared.

He must have evacuated to a safe place.

"Ha ha... he's a jerk, not at all"

Blurry Henry endured with his mid waist.

He eats and binds his teeth and creeps closer to me.

From time to time, I look back on the shock wave, but I never blow it off.

He didn't float his body and was steadily trying to pack his distance.

It is a tremendous obsession.

He insisted so much on a greedy attitude toward victory, even this.

Let's acknowledge its strength.

I was probably no match for you in my lifetime.

But now I am an authentic monster.

A demon king in a new era that surpasses everything.

Even if you are human enough to be a hero, there is an unfilled separation between you and me.

I increased the amount of magic poured into the shock wave tenfold.

Apply stronger compression than ever before and unleash it toward Henry, who is dull in movement.

"... eh"

Explosive recoil shattered my arms.

The bounce causes the tip to disappear from the wrist.

I perceived so much paralysis that even the body of the bone could tell.

The shock wave thus emitted reaches Henry in an instant.

He collapsed like he had been thrust and tried to indulge with his fingers sticking to the floor.

But the shockwave blows him mercilessly as he turns up the floor.

Flying backwards, Henry crashed into the wall.

A crack runs around there.

Henry groans as he plunges into the wall.

"Oh, come on, seriously."

"Unfortunately, it's the truth"

I shoot the same shockwave of power there.

The recoil caused the tip to explode from the elbow this time.

Henry plunges further into the wall.

The output was raised and an additional shot fired.

Fly without a trace from my shoulder.

The shock wave emitted with the roar finally collapsed the dining room wall.

Naturally, Henry will also be involved.

(No more arms, but no problem)

I activate small junction magic and form a barrel attached to my shoulder.

Look at it in the shell and emit a shock wave as you set your aim.

Junction magic broke and vanished.

Rebuild and re-fire boundaries of exactly the same shape.

Repeatedly destroying and regenerating cannon-type junctions, I tapped into shockwaves in a row.

The shockwave penetrates the dining room wall and begins to destroy the space behind it as well.

Henry's position was sensed by witchcraft.

According to it, he can't move and is stunningly retreating.

All the shock waves were hitting directly.

Amazingly, Henry isn't dead even though this is all a direct hit.

It is a human secluded sturdiness.

That said, that does not indicate his hope.

It would be impossible for Henry to turn to counterattack in this state.

Pack your distance and you won't take advantage of a fighting attack, throwing something will shoot you off with a shock wave.

My advantage was close to immobility.

Even then, I knocked shockwaves in unilaterally.

I almost don't hesitate to fold them because I know they won't die easily.

Each shooting breaks the prison and creates a linear hole in the wall.

That finally broke the last one and connected it to the outdoors.

Without both arms, I move to the border with the outdoors with visual metastases.

I circled my gaze and looked for him as he popped out.

Henry was down on the lawn.

There is a pile of debris on your body.

He let him rise flat as he removed the rubble in a gentle motion.

Henry, who pays off the dust attached to his whole body, melts.

He stood on the verge of falling.

At that time, a strand of blood runs off my forehead.

…………

Henry, who wiped it with his finger, stares.

After a while I leaked a laugh.

That's a really fun look.

He said he was happy with the bleeding.

He also seems pleased with the rarely visited events.

(... very incomprehensible)

Henry's bizarre, I opened my jaw.

It was the silver snake that jumped out of it.

It is a magical creature with the venom of neuroplegia.

The snake then crawled through the ground and tried to bite Henry's foot.

"It's dangerous."

Henry stomps it and crushes the snake.

The blood-soaked serpent swayed, chained in the same color and tangled in Henry's feet.

I instantly fasten one leg of him.

"Hey, you're lying, right?

As I glanced at the amazing Henry, I sent magic and anger to the ground.

Break the soil and countless dead roots of trees pop up, and they strike Henry.

He was gradually taken into custody in time, even though he grinds with his fists in a rash.

At last, he is unable to move while lying low.

"It's a multiple exercise of the curse. You'll never get out of this."

"Ha, isn't that too bullshit? Jokes are tough."

I walk over to Henry, who smiles bitterly.

During the conversation, he was cutting a thousand roots of a tree at his fingertips, but twice as many grow from the ground.

Needless to say, you can't take the restraints off.

It was turned into an evil uplift that could not even be called resistance.

I now meditate my eyes on the fact that I can destroy the curse with my bare hands, which is advanced sorcery.

That's it.

I can't move. I look down at Henry and judge.

This could also have been the case if the impact on the surroundings had been taken lightly.

Henry is a thousand warriors.

But all I'm saying is, you can't use witchcraft.

Overwhelming physical abilities and excellent combat surveys should also be tatami with techniques that cannot be dealt with by them.

Most of all, even if theoretically possible, it's actually close to impossible.

First of all, it is difficult for Henry to carry out a series of attacks that he cannot deal with.

Most techniques are easily avoided or destroyed in combat attacks.

Even if you succeed in stopping, if you give it a little clearance, it will be avoided and you will get a handached counterattack.

It was a method that would not have been established without the amount of magic that strayed from its normal course, as I did, and the skill of being able to exercise the curse without chanting.

I produce translucent spears with magic and add sharp tips to Henry's neck.

Ask him straight away.

"Bets are my victory, okay?

"... of course. This guy's an enemy. Wow. I surrender."

Henry laughs bitterly with weakness.

Until just before, the wars vanished and he looked slightly refreshed.

They have a fast switching personality.

I lifted the curse that binds him.

Henry, free, jumps up and stands.

Looks like there's still room.

I also feel that the surrender was quick, but do you have any ideas?

Although I'm a little concerned, it would be wild to ask that.

It is possible that it is merely a whim.

Maybe he got tired of the fight and wanted to surrender.

Whatever conclusions I came to with my thoughts, there was no mistake in my victory.

I tell Henry once again that I have erased the spear of magic.

"Henry Blarkin. From now on, you will be my subordinate. I have no objection."

"Oh, I'm fine! Nice to meet you, General."

He responded in a friendly manner.

In doing so, he hits me in the back somehow.

My bones are crushed because of it, but do you realize it by fulfillment?

I haven't been able to add or subtract power brilliantly due to the immediate aftermath of the battle.

"To tell the truth, I am honored to be a member of the Demon King's Army. I was just tired of living in jail, and I was going to break out of jail during the year. It was just right at times."

Henry speaks with ease as he breaks my spine.

From its content, it seems to be in the mood as rumored.

It strikes me as something that has accommodated a man like this well for ten years.

"Honestly, I don't have any ambitions. Speaking of taking over the Demon King, I thought you'd be motivated. I can't resist being subordinated, and I think this is the best."

"So you just wanted to fight me for motivation?

"I didn't expect you to be that angry. So in all seriousness, I'm not planning on betraying or taking over. I'm just a battle freak. Send me to the battlefield with confidence."

Henry says without evil.

It seemed like he was really acting with those thoughts, not excuses or anything.

The hoop is completely off.

Well, it's not something I can criticize for being the demon king against humanity.

Because he just moved with his own values.

"... right"

I suppressed all kinds of feelings in my chest, and I kept them just to hammer.