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

The giant Golem fires a magic cannon in his shoulder.

All had the power not only to strike directly.

Therefore, I travel repeatedly with a metastasis.

A bare shell burst into a rear building.

White painted buildings explode one after the other, and the cobblestones on the street are randomly decided.

Reconstruction will require considerable years and materials.

While looking at the damage to the city, further shelling flew in.

Now even if you try to bounce with a magic net, the shell penetrates shortly after you take it.

The feel is different from a normal demon cannon.

The warhead appears to have been finely crafted for surgical destruction.

Apparently a dedicated bullet handled by the giant Golem.

You should be more thorough evading than trying to bounce back.

In the unlikely event of a direct hit, it will become a piece of wood dust.

Jen-royal golems come relentlessly shelled.

Don't disturb the intervals and try to kill me with overwhelming firepower.

Not being too reluctant, I asked John with a magical loud voice.

Don't you have to worry about the damage to the city?

'Oh, I don't care! I didn't swear allegiance to my country.

John answers instantly with pleasure.

The combined shelling pierced the house together.

The empty house of the great hole collapses with a roar.

"You're responsible for all the dead in the first place, right? I'm not bad at anything. You can put up a sign of justice and fight with dignity. '

John laughs softly as he reopens.

I can't feel the blame of my conscience there,

He's been trying to keep on stepping as he lets the golem raise one leg.

I retreat and take distance.

The beaten down steel foot crushed the building under his eyes.

The impact is causing the ground to sink and the cracks are deepening.

(Totally, you're a hell of a man)

In contrast to the master personality who was aspiring to justice in his misery.

After understanding everything, he was daring to kill.

In a way, it would be quite rationalist.

Because if you can wipe me out, you can tolerate other damage.

Most of all, in John's case, he's just not interested in the others.

It doesn't matter who dies or where.

That is the idea that allows us to wield the power of the Golem without hesitation throughout the city.

It's extremely annoying from the people of the Magic Country, but you can't even stop him from doing it.

Only the giant Golem can stop the Demon King in this capital.

Helpless people had nothing else to watch as the battle evolved.

I shoot thunder into the joint of the golem.

Again, defensive witchcraft plays me, and I won't let it damage me.

There seems to be a constant strain of strength that outweighs even great sorcery.

'It's no use how many times I've done it! This one won't wear out!

The torso of the golem deforms and the extremely large cannon that was stored appears.

It's shaped like sticking out of a torso.

There magic gathers and swirls, rapidly increasing output.

When the swell of force reached its apex, the rays were emitted at me.

Now the tank shelling.

I deviate from the light with multiple defensive magic.

The misaligned rays swept the city in a straight line.

Along it the explosion chains up and even buildings quite far away collapse.

According to sensory witchcraft, the evacuation site also appears to have been involved.

A significant number of lives were sacrificed in today's rays.

Approximately devastating, the Golem shoots tank cannons and demon cannons in a row.

At the end of the sentence, the light came out of my fingers as well.

I use metastatic magic.

We are constantly being attacked, but so far we have been able to afford it.

(This much abuse should soon deplete your magic powers...)

I keep an eye on the giant golem.

The rising magic still shows no signs of exhaustion.

The mounted secret stone provides an endless supply of magic.

At this level of depletion, I guess the rate of supply will never be exceeded.

With a series of attacks by the Golem, the city was on the verge of destruction.

Firehands are rising everywhere, and neighboring buildings are mostly collapsing.

Many of the people who had evacuated were also dead.

We are fighting in the rubble wilderness.

'Ha ha! He ran away a little bit, and immediately... huh?

A golem attempted to shoot more light abruptly buttocks.

The rays, which deviate greatly from their aim, launch towards the night sky.

Golem tries to get up quickly, but his hands and feet are tense and not working.

Something went wrong.

'No, no... no, no, no, no! I... want to defeat the Demon King and kill everyone - just kidding! You don't see the situation!? Get out of my way!

A voice driven by passion echoes.

It sounds solitary, but it's not.

Perhaps the Lord personality is resisting.

I'm trying to stop the golem that kills people.

I guess we can't completely suppress each other's personalities.

The present John Doe had two minds colliding.

Whatever it is, it is a great opportunity for me.

In this gap I exercised the magic of the restraint system.

Extend the range using a large amount of magic.

A twister stretched from the ground tangled into the limbs of the golem.

Defensive magic has nothing to do with it either.

Because I'm going to tie the whole thing up from above.

The golem crushes the jaw with artillery fire, swinging his hands and feet and pulling the restraint a thousand times.

He managed to get up while depressing the entangling cuckoo.

But a newly grown bamboo tries to cover it there.

"Chip, can you only do such a showy imitation!? It's only a matter of buying time!

John seems pretty frustrated.

He was struggling with an ever-growing quagmire.

A series of rays towards the ground will not stop the restraint.

I had to either burn it out or throw it away in pieces.

(I can't hear my master. Did you manage to contain it?

All I hear is John's evil.

The movement, which was uncomfortable, has also improved.

I go over the head of the golem with a metastasis.

Immediately, the cannon turned this way and erupted a fire.

I don't have time for it, so I'll keep it properly prevented with defensive magic.

No matter how much it's destroyed, it's fine if we keep deploying at a faster rate than that.

I activate the curse in front of the Golem.

However, little magic was used, and the technique was structured around the axis of temper.

From my fingertips, a thin pitch-black tube stretches like a needle.

It pierced the head of the golem as it pierced defensive magic.

In addition to being highly pure, the pitch-black tubes are compressed to the extreme.

By concentrating his surgery on one point, he penetrated the Golem's robust defense.

I absorbed trace amounts of magic through the tube.

As soon as that happens, the body melts.

Bones collapsed from right shoulder to flank.

Seems to have rebelled by the nature of magic.

It seems that the power of the Great Spirit and the temper of the Demon King are incompatible.

I don't mind a damaged body, I analyze the magic I ingest.

We will focus on those parts that are not judgmental visually.

It's important to grasp the nature.

It can also be considered fundamental in learning magic.

In combat, it was useful both in terms of offense.

Because you can adjust the procedure to the nature of magic.

The more elaborate the analysis, the easier my attacks will be to wear the opponent's defenses, and the stronger the defenses deployed.

"What are you doing, get away from me!

Golem's hand tries to grab me, so I leave instantly with a metastasis.

However, the trachea remains.

I watch the walking golem faraway.

(The procedure has already been activated. All you have to do is wait a little)

Soon there was an anomaly in the Golem.

He suddenly slowed down and stopped on his knees.

'Hey...... how come it doesn't work! Demon King, what the hell are you doing?

John's anger echoes.

Now my personality didn't become unstable.

It is dysfunctional due to the procedure I performed.

At the head of the stopped golem, detect a major magic reaction.

It was a pipe of qi.

It swells up by sucking the Golem's magic like nutrients.

It melts from incompatibility but is enlarged at a faster rate than it is.

Eventually the tubes became several branches and diffused.

Flames waver with successive blasting sounds.

Black great trees grew up as they tore the head of the golem.