When the Marlowers scouts first saw them when they descended on the 57th hierarchy, they thought, "It's like a giant pile made of metal," that's what I thought.
He looked up to heaven to see how far the pillar was stretching, and then some called it "like a horse with no neck or tail", while others called it "like a crab walking forward" and "like a spider stretching its legs down".
In the end, he settled on describing the demon as a 'beast', probably because the legs of the crab and spider made it a constant state of bending, whereas the legs of the demon stood straight out of the torso he wanted far above.
The demonic legs have black steel hair that grows like wires are tangled, and the skin peeking everywhere is dark green or purple with a metallic gloss, as if the polished metal had been burned and discolored, or had been such a colour from the beginning.
Is the thickness of a single leg about a hug at the tip where a person's back reaches? I can't actually hold it and measure it. The slightly arc-drawing tip is pointy and is like a sharpened blade like a giant sickle, which is why humans and the like would be immediately cut into two by a quick move that doesn't suit the immensity.
This demon, tentatively called the "Blade Leg Beast," holds four blade legs to the left and right, eight combined, and without a head, he doesn't have a tail.
This 57th tier of the Labyrinth is a hierarchy where gray clouds, like those with unstoppable rain, can stand low, with sky and cloud boundaries absent in the air containing little or no light moisture to call mist, which is hard to see in the distance. The blade leg beast is more than 10 meters long just by the length of the foot, so at a distance that can get the full picture from the side, it is covered and invisible. When we get closer and look back from the bottom, we finally know that only the blade leg grows from an elliptical torso like a horse.
I have never seen or heard of such a demon. That's why I named it Blade Leg Beast and Convenience, but this Blade Leg Beast is crappy in this hierarchy.
Zaku, Zaku, Zaku, Zaku.
Blade legs moving around about as fast as a horse's run legs A blade leg of a beast pierces the ground of a labyrinth mixed with sand and gravel. Originally it may have been rocky, but by piercing, slashing, ripping blade legs, feet crushed by sand and pebbles make it hard for humans to walk because they take their legs badly to move on.
"The previous hierarchy also had volcanoes walking, but this hierarchy is also a strange legged demon. Is the Lord of the Labyrinth any thoughtfulness in his legs?"
Frazija replies to the bitterness of Leonhardt, who led the Labyrinth Crusaders down to the 57th hierarchy, leaking like a solitary voice, the wise man of the flames that had accompanied him.
"Well, I guess it's because you have two legs. Human beings are the same. I don't know if it's the right foot or the left foot, but I guess it means I used one foot at a time (...)"
"That's a long and unsettling story. No, should I be happy that it's over?"
Leonhardt gently shrugged his shoulder when he sensed what Frazija was trying to say. Indeed, I was uncomfortable with the "Mountain of Walking Fire".
Until then, none of the hierarchical owners had any comprehensible form. But the mountain of fire that walked was something I could call a anomaly with no eyes or mouth, like a volcano that I was forced to cling to just what was supposed to be there.
If this hierarchical lord, who created the "Mountain of Fire on Walk" or the Blade Leg Beast, was created from the legs of the Lord of the Labyrinth, what the hell awaits ahead of this "Both Legs"? Leonhardt et al. should not have the time to tremble into that nasty imagination, nor the option not to fight these. Instead, if these are both legs, we should excite the fighting spirit that they can be regarded as' bodies' in a hierarchy not so far from here.
Nevertheless, where the hell are the eyes and mouths of this blade-legged beast?
It's just that the beast who grew blade legs on his torso like a mass of oval rock doesn't understand how he perceives it, but a few of them have noticed the Labyrinth Crusaders running this way.
"2nd and 3rd units, forward"
Two units, made up of soldiers specializing in long-held weapons, head Dick, the captain of the second unit with a huge axe and the captain of the third, head to Blade Leg Beast. A long weapon is still user-friendly to relate to these inexperienced giant demons.
"I don't know!
The cutting-edge of Halvard, struck with the speed and skill of breaking swords, is made of Adamantite by the Dwarves of Rock Wheel. If it's a piece of metal that holds as much as one, it's not something that can't be chopped apart.
Gin, and the blow fired by the captain of the second part, sounding the metal sound transmitted to his brain, was brilliant, tearing the leg of the blade leg beast.
That's the same thing as Dick. His black spear has also been beaten back with Adamantite, and a pounding blow has been the starting point for destruction, snapping the blade leg beast's leg.
But that's all.
One leg with ten meters just got about a meter shorter.
That's just one of eight.
I guess the blade leg beast doesn't have any pain or anything.
As he bent just a few joints and adjusted the length of his legs, he swung down the legs of a giant blade in an attempt to skewer the soldiers of the first and second squads that attacked him together.
"Abu-ne."
Soldiers cling to the legs of a gravel-stained blade-legged beast with a cut down from overhead. You can chop off a leg like a chunk of steel with a single blow, something like both captains boasting A-rank strength, and the other soldier, Halvard, is absorbed by the wire-like metal hair that grows on the surface of the blade leg, and it won't come true to chop it off without letting him eat a few shots.
"Is this how you keep your legs a little shorter!?
"Dick, you forgot your operation? You wouldn't be so relaxed."
The captain of the second unit answers Dick's question.
The gravel sand is crisp and does not inhibit movement by supporting the legs of the piercing blade leg beast, but it is not an easy ground to tread on for soldiers. I can afford my health because the battle has just begun, but it must be disadvantageous enough to be a long shot.
In the first place, the number of demons is not so small as to be able to hang time on the whole blade leg beast.
Even though the Labyrinth Crusaders have just come to this hierarchy, there are more than a dozen other blade-legged beasts coming this way that can be seen in the sumptuous scenery.
"Legs, as reported, all the time. Well, how about a torso?"
"How about (...), you can afford it!
To the squeal of the captain of the second unit, now Dick says back. Dick seems to have a lot of room.
"I can afford it, but it's not a gag! Battle Axe Break!
"Mm-hmm." Spear Rising "!
Each strikes out a ranged attack towards the torso of the opposing blade leg beast. Both are moves that fly and attack the magic that you have put together on your weapon, because it doesn't fly the weapon itself, and the attack power drops slightly, and the amount of magic you need is low, a move you don't really want to use for them who specialize in flesh-bomb warfare.
Dogo.
The attack by Dick and others, which sounded like a blunt instrument hit a rock and landed, seemed to have decided the torso of the blade leg beast by about a third and stopped his breath.
I don't know if this expression is most appropriate. The blade-legged beast, which stopped its activity, splashed off so that the joint part fell off. I don't think it's the last of a very lifelike creature.
Both the torso that has fallen and, until then, even the legs that were like giant blades of metal, have turned into hues like chunks of rock and are scattered around with some cracks due to the impact of collapse.
"That's a confirmed long-range attack. Hit it in pairs of a couple. Watch out for attacks from above and falling objects after defeating them."
"That's the thing. Him!"
The captain of the second unit giving precise instructions and Dick, the captain of the third unit giving appropriate instructions. Both crew members were accustomed to the attack, which was divided into members who could defeat the Blade Leg Beast in a single attack.
"Did you find out where the Hierarchist was?
In the rear unit, Weishardt awaits a report from the intelligence unit.
Because of the magic of the hierarchy owner, the bugs of the bug and the sound of the sound of the bug cannot be explored. So the only way to do this is to run around the hierarchy, avoiding the attack of the blade leg beast, and look for the hierarchy owner with the naked eye. Besides, even more troublesome, if you take your eyes off it, the hierarchy lord keeps moving, even though he walks slower than the blade leg beast, so he moves somewhere. To defeat the Hierarchist, who is not aggressively attacked by the Blade Leg Beast, intelligence forces must stick around and inform the main unit of the sequential location.
"Confirmed. Approximately two o'clock ahead. It's a long way to go. I thought the distance was about two or three kilometers."
"I just have to go. All units, go on!
Having heard Mallow's report, Leonhardt tells the entire army to march.
It is a group of 200 men, consisting of all one army and two magician units.
Within one army, consisting of all eight units, two units defeat the blade-legged beast in the direction of travel to clear the way, and then march in a formation that protects the center of the army.
It will take less than ten minutes to get there if you proceed with only the elite troop leaders, such as on the road of a couple of kilometers. But then the Hierarchist cannot be defeated. The magic will be depleted simply by defeating the blade-legged beast that holds back the way you go. So many blade-legged beasts in this hierarchy emerge from beyond the gray beast, defeated or defeated.
Not only the two units that cut forward, but also the blade-legged beast that emerged from the other side of the regiment, both on the sides and on the rear, strikes. A group of 200 people is more than the "King of the Cursed Serpent" crusade because of the size of the crusade of the Labyrinth Crusaders, but it is a size that can easily target the center if the legs exceed 10 meters.
The Shield Warrior deployed in the main unit prevents the huge cuts that are swung down towards the hardened group, tearing away the torso, where the magic of the sorcerer is a weakness.
"Those who have been injured, those who have lost their magic, go to the central healing unit! The magic of the 2nd and 3rd units will expire soon. Troops four and five, prepare to launch! Take turns!"
With Weishardt's control, the group continues uninterruptedly to their destination. The second or third unit, which was replaced with a replacement unit before the war collapsed due to the loss of magic, returns to the center of the main unit so that it can be sucked in.
"Grrr, it's out of magic and it cracks………."
I guess the feeling of out of magic is uncomfortable with soldiers who usually fight fleshshells all the time. The Magic Teacher Squad is more expensive if you look only at the amount of magic and the attack power of ranged attacks, but it is more appropriate for them to jump into the Blade Leg Beast and pave the way for both sides of the offense.
Nevertheless, this is the battlefield. Besides, they are the elite of one army. Even though I didn't get hurt very soon after the war, I thought it was a little too much of a "We're Thai Hens" feeling.
To such soldiers, the girl's hand offers the potion.
"Good luck. Yes, it's a mana potion."
"Thank you, Mariella."
"Me too, me too. Sieg, stay with the escort. Mariella gave it to me."
"Mariella is busy making potions. Don't come near me, don't touch me, I'll lose you if I see you!
"And it won't decrease!
Pugh and swell, but with both hands, the earth pulse shards are melted into Shizuku of Life with the magic of the Moon. Mariella makes mana potion. Parallel. Very clever. It doesn't seem like Mariella has such a good procedure. All I see is a soaking future the moment I get on track.
Mariella, who roughly completes one manaposition after another with such peripheral worries, and Sieg, who distributes the manaposition at best as she waves away the hand that is extended to Mariella.
The mana potion manufacturing process is simple. When dissolving the ground-vein shards in Shizuku, all you need to do is mix the moon's magic powers together. That way, the magic power of the moon and the power of the ground vein are intertwined into mana potion that tames and restores the body of those who consume the magic power of the moon.
A rare potion that restores magic just by drinking. As long as we have this, we can always continue to fight with all our might. It would be magic but it would be skill, but you can hit it all you want with maximum power.
There can't be any shortcomings in this miracle move to dramatically change a war situation.
First, the raw materials must be scarce. It has to be the magic of the moon that has not belonged to anyone. Demons, people, or someone else's magic power cannot restore the magic power of those who ingest it.
Even the most familiar moon magic can finally be absorbed by mediating high concentrations of energy called ground pulse shards and Shizuku.
If you add something extra or work in the manufacturing process of the manaposition, the moon's magic will degenerate and the manaposition will fail.
In other words, Manaposition cannot even "fix the drug effect".
From the moment you take it out of a special crystal where you can store the magic power of the moon, the magic power of the moon is lost. That's even after the mana potion.
Mana potion is powerful but meaningless if you don't drink freshly made.
A battlefield that needs mana potion is a land that is expected to soon have a fierce battle, with an alchemist who can't fight in such a place. It's also one of the few high-ranking alchemists who can make premium potions.
Even a high-ranking alchemist is not such a person as Mariella, who can handle shards of the ground vein with his skills alone, so he will accompany a simple workshop set up in a carriage or the like to go to the battlefield. Naturally, the risk of being targeted is highest on that battlefield.
I know that, and the alchemist still goes to the battlefield to supply the mana potion. Because that's all there is to it.
From time immemorial, the battle of Manaposition in history was a battle that could literally be called a showdown, with the survival of the city, the country, the people living there.