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

The destination was on the roof of the building.

There is a considerable distance from the point where the Demon King's Army is led by Grom.

Stopped by the central part of the capital.

Is the evacuation of the inhabitants complete or is it quiet around?

The undead who sent them are also neglected.

Speaking of humans, is it enough to see a mercenary-like group fighting the undead in the distance?

I don't even see how I noticed this one, so I'll leave it alone.

You won't even bother to kill him.

Logan standing next to him wiped the sweat that conveyed his cheeks.

Even with a clear look, I can see a lot of tension.

He exhaled deeply.

"That weapon was awesome earlier. There was a power comparable to great sorcery."

"If it's mass-produced, it's terrible."

While I gave it back, I was confident that my expectations were in the right place.

There are similar reactions in every part of the capital.

Probably a tank.

Hundreds don't go down as far as I can grasp.

It must have been gradually manufactured and increased in number to counter the Demon King's Army.

Still, tanks were scattered evenly because they were not in a number that could cover the entire capital.

It's moving near evacuation sites and demon king armies.

Looks like they're each in charge of escorts and interceptions.

Even though they were away from each other, the tanks stood brilliantly in a dominant position.

Probably complete with a liaison system.

So we are also able to deal with the assault of the Demon King's Army with some degree of skill.

If it was a magical country, it was not surprising that it had developed excellent means of communication.

I decide to put up jamming magic throughout the capital.

It turned black, and it was sprayed with wind.

This made it difficult to communicate distances by witchcraft.

Without so much output, we shouldn't be able to have a decent conversation.

Only I, the surgeon, am not affected by that.

Build and maintain a mindset connection with executives.

I adjusted it so I could even talk to him from the other side.

You should be able to contact them at any time.

Meanwhile, Logan was checking the direction of the secret stone.

The secret stones are covered with advanced techniques.

Identification by magic is difficult even for me, and I can only discover it by tracing the power of the Great Spirit that cannot be hidden away.

It was the spirits and nearby races, starting with the elves, that made it possible.

However, precision sensing is highly depleted.

For this reason, I had told Logan earlier to only grasp a large number of directions.

If we limit ourselves to directions, we can curb his fatigue as well.

Precision sensing was good after closer.

Having finished sensing, Logan pointed to the end of the street.

He breathes and then tells me how it turns out.

"There is no deviation in direction. Keep moving at the same intervals."

"Okay."

I nodded and I try to activate the procedure.

That's when I noticed the presence of tanks passing down the path under my eyes.

Almost directly below.

I guess it's been through the side roads.

Happy or unhappy, they found us.

The tank stopped and swirled the shell.

Trying to point that way doesn't work.

Structurally, the angle of the shell is limited.

We can't go straight up there.

How impatient, the tank is bewildered to see.

The tank, which had been waving the shell up, down, left and right for a while, it was time to start retreating.

I'm guessing you're securing distance to capture us in the rays.

(Strong artillery fire is possible at a distance, but when the distance is packed, it becomes defenseless as soon as possible. Would it be right to accompany the golem)

Apparently, tanks are weapons that operate while maintaining a good range.

In addition to the lack of a complete number this time around, a rapid capital incursion by the Demon King's Army was the starting point.

I guess I haven't had the ideal operation.

I'll take care of this place.

That being said, Logan exercised spiritual sorcery.

Then the trees that grow by the tank snap, stretching out the branches and tangling in the tank.

Seeing it, it seemed to absorb magic.

It is fast enough for a human to wither away in an instant.

The tank, which was thus drained of fuel, stopped completely.

There's nothing like a cannon bursting.

Seeing a chariot trapped in a tree, Logan smiles with a cool face.

"Disabled without damaging it. It should be just right to analyze it."

"Helpful"

I honestly expressed my gratitude.

A man named Logan fails to fight like he hits power and power together.

One way or another, I'm good at skillful and clever ways.

Even in some areas I am no match.

He used to struggle before the Imperial Army because there were people to protect.

Logan's demonstration of command is an ambush tactic of war in a state of freedom of movement.

A victory so harsh that it forsakes pride and dedication.

Miraculous magic sinks even 10,000 armies into the earth.

Logan was a guerrilla in a different direction than Dorda.

Two crew members roll out of a silent tank.

I tried to escape as it was, so I flew a spear of anger through it.

The undead crew begins to wander.

"There he is! Shoot him!"

A soldier heard a scream from another building and rounds flew in almost at the same time.

I play with defensive magic.

That's just how flashy they defeated the tank, so they've exposed their whereabouts.

Because there is no point in staying longer, I use cover-up magic to make a metastasis.

The destination is exactly as Logan instructed.

Move on another roof again.

Looking around, Logan pointed to a point where he was narrowing his eyes.

"... there"

What you can see up front was a huge building with no windows.

It was about thirtieth floor tall, even if quoted less, and, like the others, it was painted and solidified in a white monochrome.

It jumps through even larger than the surrounding buildings.

It is a distinctly unusual position.

Apparently, the secret stone is in this building.

In front of the building was a gathering of Demon Qiao Army.

There are tons of tanks and golems, and demon cannons are installed.

Soldiers carrying artillery and wearing strange armor were also patrolling the vicinity.

(Is that the guard? If the secret stone is stored, I'm also convinced it's this strict)

Thanks to cover-up witchcraft, the Magic Army has not noticed us.

If existence were revealed, an immediate attack would have arrived.

I detected signs of a secret detective in the house right next door.

He's in charge of surveillance of this place.

I send a story to a secret detective.

"How's the end?"

'Yes, John Doe is lurking inside that building, and there's no sign of any movement'

"Right."

I didn't mean to, but they also lurk John Doe here.

Just fine.

I can do two purposes at once.

Let's just say I saved you the trouble of developing an extra battle.

But I also had a bad feeling.

The best secret stone as a magic catalyst and a technician with genius creativity.

It's hard to believe that these two are in the same place just by chance.

If only we were collecting them in one place to protect them.

I just didn't feel like that somehow.

(... let's also anticipate the worst developments)

In view of the current situation, I conclude in my head.

The invasion itself is going well, but I can never be chronic.

On the side of the Magic Country, there was an array of elements that were not good enough.

An encounter with John Doe should be one you want to keep your mind on.