The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start over.

As the Royal Army marched, the unbancer army, which was consolidating its crater perimeter, went out to intercept.

I was wearing a cloak and watching.

With a four-legged weapon in the front row, an unbancer unit in a squared formation marches on the snowfield. Five troops lay on their sides, like walls.

On the left flank from the enemy, I'm lurking. It has not been discovered by the enemy. If you cross my front like this, these five troops will jump into a sweeping magic ray.

Well, I don't use light sweeping magic.

By my side, Deesy, wearing a transparent cape as well, looks bored, with her doughnuts all over her cheek.

"Lord, have I come yet?

"A little more"

If we put the Royal Army in range, the multi-legged would first set off a pre-emptive fire. Unilateral attack from an unreachable position of a bow or a few but deployed magic firearms. The consequences in that case are obvious.

Destruction of the Royal Army. It ends simply by repeating the actions followed by the forces that have confronted the ambassadors so far.... Without me, yeah.

The Willidis army was already getting ready and ready to enter the battlefield.

Tornado Air Corps waiting over. Reaper Squadron of Liana, whose Wasp II unit is grinding its fangs to support ground attacks and diving ahead, has also finished its work and is waiting for that time.

"... Deacy. Stand by."

Hearing my voice, the Dungeon Core anthropomorphic girl conceived of putting her favorite doughnut in her stomach.

"The goal is an unbuncer army moving across the front. Territory Expansion!"

"Regionalization......!

A hint of light runs around Deacy. It thrust through the plains at windy speeds, spreading the netting, but seemingly penetrating the ground of a large group of enemies within a few kilometres.

"Lord!"

"All right, through the bottom!

Deesy put her hand on the ground. Regionalized earth, leaves the dust and sand beneath it just like it. Ground hollowing. I didn't know it was, and the unbancer army is moving on.

"Then let me get it together and clean it up!

I craft an oversized magic, and I tap into it.

"Know the wrath of Mother Earth - Earth, Quake...... ugh!!

Magic rocks the earth. A tremor that smashed the ground with vacillation and pushed it like a tsunami hit the unbancer army.

An unbancer soldier who can't help but stand too shocked and a multilegged weapon who manages to maintain balance. But at the next moment, the ground that comprised the cavity ceiling was crushed, causing a fall. Nearly 2000 enemy troops and tanks fell a dozen meters into a pompous open cavity.

Hit allies and dirt sand while being slammed to the bottom of the ground, crushed, many unbancer soldiers unharmed and crushed to death. And crash to the ground and the death toll increases. It became a catastrophe with allies and multilegged shapes falling on top of it, causing even more deaths and injuries.

I don't see the tragedy down there. But some will still be alive. I need todome.

"Deesy, bury it with the dust you pulled out."

I'll put the enemy together and bury him. I got it, and Dixie did the realm manipulation again, and buried the trenches of the earth that formed before us on the original plain. The color of the ground is different, but I buried it, not to mention.

"Now you've done at least half the enemy."

The enemies on the table have been reduced to less than half, but enemy soldiers remain at the base as well.

"From the Sorcerer, to each unit. Launch an attack on the remaining enemies!

An order was issued to initiate an attack from Jin.

Early nodded at the flagship of the AA (double ae) squad hiding in a layered cloud-shaped camouflage, the bridge of the cruiser 'Anbar'.

Instruct the assault team.

Trovaon Squadron, launch an attack on enemy ground weapons.

"Hornet Squadron -"

SS communicators convey orders.

Marcus, who was in the cockpit of Trovaon waiting for it in a foggy cloud, receives.

"Trovaon Leader, roger. All planes, follow me!

Through the camouflage clouds, the Trovaon Fighting Attack Fleet thrusts at a fierce speed with engine light brilliant.

"The goal is, troops north of the crater! Target is enemy tanks. Crush them all on one voyage!

"Roger, Trovaon Leader!

"Set AGM"

The Marcus aircraft began a steep descent almost perpendicular when it reached directly above the enemy forces. An enemy multilegged cannon is the attack entry method chosen because it can hardly be aimed straight up.

I don't know about the inhabitants of this world, but I had to approach them somewhat because the range of the eruption-guided bomb (missile) was considerably shorter than that of the world where the gin was. That's why we have to jump into the range of the ambassador's beam weapon.

A fuselage-mounted core locks on two of the target's multi-legged weapons. Marcus pushed an attack button on the joystick. When two AGM-1 shots are released from Trovaon's abdominal weapon bay, the joystick is immediately pulled to trigger the fuselage.

Originally, the effect on the body, which occurs with high G loads and so on, has been drastically reduced by magic with acceleration correctors mounted on the fuselage, so the pilot never blacked out - the blood flow to the brain drops, causing symptoms such as fainting.

Trovaon left low altitude without hitting the ground.... For a moment, I felt like the fuselage sounded like it had shimmered.

Following the Marcus aircraft, the successor Trovaon also struck and detonated missiles into the multi-legged tanks one after the other.

Regardless of the shapeshifter pilots, thanks to core support and acceleration correctors, inexperienced Kingsguard pilots also succeed in their attacks. They were all following after the Marcus plane.

That fuselage core reported the destruction of all fifteen multi-legged tanks of the target unit.... Now the only troops in the north are the infantry!

"Captain Marcus! Something's popping out of the crater!

Trovaon 8, one of the Kingsguard pilots yelled at the Magic Communicator. Marcus also circles his neck and sees it.

A form that looks like a winged octopus. It's a small unbuncer that I witnessed in a high-altitude floating group. - As expected by the captain, the fighters are coming out!

"Trovaon Leader, this is Falke Leader"

Shapeshifter fighters - a small, triangular fighter unit is flying this way.

"Enemy fighters, many approaching!

"I see it. Trovaon, intercept all planes!

Both Trovaon and Falke fighter fleets are relative to the unbancer fighter fleet. As it was, it was different while shooting light bullets from the front.