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

In the sun, the raised dagger shines brightly.

It came down to flow, and I played it with a magic sword.

After a moment of collision, the dagger launches a chase.

It was like sewing this defense.

I stretch out of the ground as I flush it with a piece of paper.

When the man cleverly distanced himself, he immediately turned behind him with a metastasis.

(I was reading that move)

Having turned myself around and avoided the spike, I give back the slash with momentum.

Slightly bled to match the shaken arm.

A jumping man looks up.

There was a muscle wound on his jaw.

The blade has been plundered.

Blood seeps and drips.

The man wipes it with his thumb to make sure, and he glances at me.

"Shit..."

I don't respond to anything.

Just calmly rebuild the magic sword.

The guy seems to have quite a bit of combat skills, but he's not far from that guy's sword moves.

Even in time, this one was more advantageous.

There is no reason to be disadvantaged.

The man from there has made a fierce attack.

However, the fat muscles are monotonous due to frustration.

There had been a series of forceful attacks, and it was easy to preface.

"Olah!"

Cut off a man's arm while wearing a protruding dagger.

I danced the universe as the tip rotated from my elbow.

"Gu."

Groaning man, but no sign of retreat.

On the contrary, I have stepped further in.

Even though he reflexively cleaves his face, the man maintains his anger-stained face.

Its flesh melted like mud and began to elongate.

Instantly transforms into a flat band made of metal.

The man who became a belt thrust at me through an unnatural acceleration.

Pushing through with his ribs shattered.

At that time, he was slightly distracted.

Looks like it was sucked out at the same time as the contact.

"Kihahahahahahaha! What is this flavor...... heh! Isn't that great? Wow!

The man swimming in the universe raises his voice of joy.

At the tip of the belt, there was a residual mouth of the human form.

I guess you let me hear your voice and left it to make you rush.

When the banded man turned around, he just barged in.

He's going to eat up my temper like this.

If you consider destructive force, your whole body will be crushed before you do.

Before the impending man, I turn my thoughts around.

(Give it a try...)

I freed up the power to enclose.

At that point, one arm disappears into a three-dimensional texture that resembles a shadow.

From there it transformed into a collection of countless tentacles.

The overflowing tentacles tangle up the banded man.

No matter how fast it was, it seemed impossible to avoid the tentacles that unfolded like walls.

The untwisted progression was a move that I just told you to intercept.

"Hey, wih!?

The man, distracted by his tentacles, returns from his belt to the human form.

If the amount of air is insufficient, the appearance of the abnormality does not seem to be maintained.

In fact, it is unclear which is what it is.

Whatever it was, it definitely weakened.

I manipulate one arm turned into a tentacle to tighten the man to the limit.

Immediately the flesh and bones of his whole body were crushed.

It conveys firmly the feeling of destroying.

(Hmm, seems to have been able to reproduce well)

This tentacle is Gwen's ability.

It was in a way that I possessed the power I confiscated from her and enclosed it in my spirit.

It is exercisable with one switch of consciousness, and it is not user-friendly.

Unlike normal surgery, it is characterised by the use of temper to activate it.

Depending on the adjustment, I was likely to be able to freely transform.

If you care about that, you can also be a mountain of tentacles you've seen in the spiritual world.

Most of all, I'm not going to transfer it to execution unless it's driven by so much need.

It is easier to fight while remaining human for making use of sword moves, etc.

"- Whoa!

The man wrapped in tentacles was rampant.

It's supposed to be full of creativity, but surprisingly healthy.

That's the beast of the outside world.

Though he looks human, he doesn't die that easily.

Having said that, I had just finished the immortal bamboo.

Regarding this man, I also have an idea of how to defeat him.

When I imparted a blaze of curse to the Magic Sword, I severed every tentacle man.

Move your hands handily so as not to give you a counterattack gap.

I could hear the creaking screams, but ignored them all and proceeded with the work.

The curse burns up the whole body of the man, so much so that it loses and becomes ash.

Wait a while, but there are no signs of resurrection.

Looks like they totally let him die.

When Gwen's powers are released, the cleaved tentacles become bone fragments.

The lost arm was deceitful and deluded.

It's scarce for durability, but I don't care because it's brittle from the beginning.

When I gather the carcasses of the bamboo and the ashes of the man, I will collectively transfer them to the valley of the dead.

Don't forget to retrieve the severed man's arm.

I had a feeling that it would be a new source of trouble, although I would be able to apply it differently if I sent it to the lab.

It could suddenly come back.

Above all, what is frightening is the development of the Director's enthusiasm.

Burial in the valley of the dead would be assured because of the different levels of danger from previous research and development.

(... should I have gotten some more info before I knocked him out)

I look back on my interactions with men.

I slaughtered him aggressively, but I don't regret it that much.

Now that we're in a hurry, you can ask Gwen what really bothers you.

It's enough to pass information on to the other beasts, so on the contrary, you should be familiar with their insights.

By now, he must be wearing his spirit out with the Director's surveillance.

Information would also be easier to throw up.

When the situation settles, I think I'll head over for confirmation.

After that, when I finished reporting to Logan in a nutshell, I moved on to the next battlefield.