The Healer Banished From The Party, In Fact, Is The Strongest

It was intense impatience that came to my chest when I recognized what an ogre looked like.

Even the orcs were that strong. The status quo, there's no way the orga is as strong as we were fighting.

Even if you estimate less, there will be more threats than the supposedly worst Rich and Aug parties in the lower tier.

... In contrast to such opponents, the Great Sword of the God of War today was in a state where warriors and healers were lacking.

"Without Narsena......!

Strong hatred toward the blue-haired militant who stunned the Great Sword warrior and healer of the god of war.

but to do that didn't make any sense now.

Anyway, now we have to do something to get through this situation.

The choice between hunting down the other adventurers and running away makes my brain twitch.

It was then that the voice of Ruiz, the Spirit Leader of the Wind Fire, sounded.

"Everybody, we're gonna kill the Auga first! Stop!"

I understood that Louise was judging Auga to be a threat, just like myself.

When I looked in the direction of my voice, there was Ruiz chanting to ensure that he killed Auga and an avant-garde assaulting Auga to buy time for chanting.

"If the Spirit of Wind Fire..."

I feel unexpectedly relieved by the sight.

The Spirit of Wind Fire led by Ruiz is a party premised on Ruiz's overwhelming magic.

Its composition is to the wizard Ruiz, the three warriors, militants.

That sounds no different than other parties with more avant-gardes if you ask, but Louise's party warriors wear heavy gear just to buy time.

Unlike usual, I'm not wearing a shield this time, but I'm putting strong full body armor together in my body.

While those warriors buy time, Ruiz shoots ultra-high firepower magic into the Warcraft, which was the way the Spirit of Windfire fought I was previously heard of.

Because of the way they fight, the Ruiz and the others don't like opponents like the Riches, but they are strong in situations like this one where there is only an Auga.

That's why I didn't question the future of Auga being lightly defeated by Ruiz and the others.

If it's the Spirit of the Wind Fire, I'm sure it won't beat the Auga either.

... but the reality never worked as I imagined.

The Spirit Warriors of the Wind Fire storm into the Orga with a roar.

"Die!

"Olaaaaa!"

"Ola, Ola, Ola!"

The warriors rarely beat the augs with a sword in their hands to distract them from Ruiz and the militants.

It was only an attack to distract the august.

You wouldn't consider yourself as one of the warriors, such as defeating the Auga with that attack.

That figure, which stands to defend Louise, singing wholeheartedly, is more than proof of that.

It was then that my experience as a warrior complained of the anomaly.

"... so much slapped, so little scratch?

Even though it is not the fate to hurt how much, if you slap the Great Sword, its power will be inside.

That's all the swords the warriors deal with in physical strengthening.

In spite of that, Auga didn't look as if she had been damaged.

On the contrary, he doesn't even try to prevent the warriors from attacking him, and he looks at the warriors as if they're annoying.

And Auga waved her hands up loosely.

"Huh! Run!

At that moment, I had a bad feeling and I was screaming reflexively.

But that warning was too late.

... because already, Auga's arm was shaken down by one of the warriors.

"Ahhhhhhh!

It was at the next moment that the robust armor protecting the warrior's body fell and the screaming of his ears stumbled.

The remaining warriors stand still, not knowing what happened.

"Ha, help me! Takeshi!"

but the remaining warriors finally understood what it was like to be a fellow looking for help as he walked loosely with the debris and make-up armor that recessed and inhibited his movement.

That our armor won't help us against the Auga attack.

"Ugh, you're lying...!

"Duh, what can I do! What can I do!

And the warriors were set to panic lightly.

Those warriors wear that armor and can move somewhat, as you can see from what they've run so far.

nor are they going to try to escape just to be stunned.

That was a harm because he always wore strong armor and felt protected by his body.

When it ceases to be useful, they become frightened and useless as if they had been stood before a warcraft in full nakedness.

I saw that sight once.

Yes, when I did the super difficulty warcraft.

"Are you saying that that Orga attack is a super difficulty warcraft...!

Once upon a time, I formed an extraordinary party with leading adventurers to participate in a super difficult Warcraft crusade.

The Spirit Warriors of the Wind Fire may not be strictly because they also had shields.

Still, that figure, crushed by the Warcraft for his favor's armor and panicked miserably, was very similar to what it once was.

... I couldn't hide my upset in too desperate a situation because I understood that.

During the Warcraft Crusade, in addition to the Great Sword of the God of War and the Spirit of the Wind Fire, two sets of first-rate parties were in attendance and were in immediate follow-up.

But there's nothing that can save the Spirit Warriors of the Wind Fire right now, when even the closest I can't get by the Auga right away.

"Yowaina"

"No!"

With a brief interrupter, a warrior whose armor has fallen is killed by an orga, and despair is upon the faces of the other warriors.

Even in that situation, only Ruiz had lost his cool.

To get his people back to sanity, Ruiz shouts up desperately.

"Don't be a wolf!

... but Ruiz's actions led to an even worse situation.

"Be sure to hold your mind! We can still fight! We have to fight."

"Omaega Canameca"

"Die...... Huh?

At the next moment, ignoring the stunned warrior and the militant unable to move due to fear, Auga targeted Ruiz.

He lifted the iron scraps he had killed, once a warrior, with incredible force, and threw them at Ruiz.

Realizing that, Ruiz manages to avoid it, but he can't avoid it flying fast to Ruiz in the rear guard.

Along with the dull sound, Louise collapses overlapping what was a warrior.

I don't know if he's dead.

but it is clear that Ruiz has become incapable of fighting.

It was then that I realized the destruction of the Spirit of the Wind Fire.

"What the hell, that one!

I leak my trembling voice into the appearance of an orga that ravages the Spirit of Windfire, whose leader becomes incapable of fighting and cannot hide his agitation.

There was no way I could have assumed such a sight.

That's when it was Laust's word that came back to my head.

It meant Rich was trying to activate tactical magic.

"Shit!

I regret not believing in it.

But I wasn't even given time for shock or such regret.

A high-pitched roar that suddenly seemed to tear the eardrums that resonated in the meadows.

"Fii-i-i-i!

"Become!?"

Stunned by it, it was a white giant no less than a super difficulty warcraft such as Hydra I once saw and a bunch of warcraft coming here to be led by it, that came into my eyes looking back towards the growler.

With a fierce wolf-like face surrounded by purple electricity, and I give it my name with a trembling voice.

"... fen, lil! Thunder Speed Super Difficult Warcraft!?"

─ ─ It was then that I understood the worst, the emergence of the mutated super difficulty warcraft.

"I'm kidding! Why, why...!

Too much development leaks out of my mouth a grudge that is not directed at anyone.

Fenrill is a super difficulty warcraft with speeds worth the top level among super difficulty warcraft.

What we encounter in this situation can only be described as the worst.

For a moment, I'll be ready for my death.

but such a weakness pushed me to death, and I glanced at the orga.

"You're gonna die in here!

I inspire myself that I'm not sure I'm going to die yet.

... Nevertheless, there was only one means that could be taken to survive from here.

Understanding that clearly, I shouted to my people.

"You guys, run as hard as you can. Yeah!

"Gu!"

With the sword thrown down and Alex still stunned, I run out for the next town.

At a stage where I could no longer say what the Alliance staff were like, there was no more.

Now the other adventurer decides he's going to fall for it, and I run without looking behind.

... What was burning in its back of the brain was my regret for myself for belittling the labyrinth rampage and leaving the labyrinth city behind.