The Peerless Kobold (WN)

"Gruo, Voluaa!! (Everybody, let's go!)"

"Huh, Volvaaaan! (Huh, I'll run through!)"

"Wow, wow, wow, wow."

The weapons of the dogs approaching the blood-sucking demon tree as they roared shed a pale phosphor, trajectories in a forest covered in thick fog and dimmed.

The light is by Lancer's Holy Attribute Magic “Holy Weapon” previously granted to the weapons of his companions, a holy light that burns the souls of immortals, bloodsuckers, demons, etc.

That sounds awesome... in fact, anyone can exercise a single priest recognized by the Cathedral Church with elementary sacramental attribute magic.

However, the choice as it stands was correct, because the blood-sucking species of dextrin houses dark stained magic in the body, which frightened the conflicting holy phosphorescence and blunted the movement of the pigeons towards the Kobolts.

"Garwow."

Poking through that gap, Kobolt, who is blessed with stature, swings down obliquely the battle axe (Axe's ancient) conceded by Axe's predecessors, wrapping up and cleaving the fellow blocking the front.

Furthermore, he does not stop the movement, swirling like a solo with the centrifugal force generated by the swinging battle axe, and also cuts off the thick tsu whip released as a chase and jumps into the nostalgia of the Bloodsucking (Blood) Demon Tree (Trent).

"Ooh, ooh, ooh..."

"Wolvah, waaaaaaaaaa!!

(Tree monster, don't lick the wood dust!!) "

He threw up a mood that didn't suit the battlefield and waved a heavy slaughter down to the roots of the trees!

It should be noted that he was trained as a woodcutter by the forefathers of the pale giant body, and in his absence, Smith and the drooling ear cobolts cut down several trees...

The blow all over her body only slowed the movement of the blood-sucking (Blood) demon tree (Trent), which echoed a creepy voice, and the effect still seemed to be faint as to whether the pain existed.

"Gah, Golfao."

Let go of the battle axe that immediately stabbed him in the trunk as he exhaled his evil state, and Kobolt, in good health, flies back and forth and pours out of the tree.

Earlier, he was patrolling to let go of the stabbed sword, observing a human male whose leg had been taken and hung upside down by a stabber, which seemed to work even with unintended strikes from the opposite, not the bottom.

Meanwhile, he and his generation of spear-held cobolts, who jumped out at the same time, were not challenging melee, stepping out a large leg from mid-range to shoulder, throwing all the javelin they could hold in while exercising in circles throughout their bodies.

A spear that flies drawing a straight line as it cleaves through the sky pierces the trunk with momentum, causing the imparted holy light to shine, even if it appears ineffective, and inhibits the flow of dark attribute magic that circulates through the body of the Bloodsucking (Blood) Demon Tree (Trent).

"Wow, wow, wow."

For the first time, I felt a rush in the voices of a painless tree monster... but shortly afterwards I aimed for a cobolt that had just gotten in shape from the throw, with the ground ahead bouncing and sharp tree roots popping out!

"Guh!? Uoaaaa, Gww.

(Nah!? Whoa, whoa, whoa) "

The root of a tree chooses the flank of a young cobolt that he tries to crumble with his half body, swallowing the pain and laying down on the ground, one after the other tangled into his body.

"Aww."

After a while, there was one caught cobolt fluttering with an uncomfortable look and waving his tail in a grumpy manner. I'm in a predicament, and I can't afford to do that...

I guess it feels like I left it to you after that because it served me well as the asked.

And speaking of the two fates that popped up at the same time as them...

"Khu, Voluuuuuuu."

Slash away the impending bamboo and tsubaki with a slashing spear with the lancer holding the patterned tip, rushing through like a disease and approaching the blood-sucking (Brad) demon tree (Trent) from the right, with a blazer linked to the movement at a rate no less than that of her, placing a sandwich from the left.

"Galquaoru, Grrrrrr

For the safety of the herd. "

The reason why the prudent man made the decision to end the blood-sucking tree sperm, even if he hung it on the risk and the balance, is the carcasses of the goblins rolling around.

If they leave them in sacrificial situations, their fellow herds with overlapping lifestyles and habitats are also at high risk of harm. I mean, I need to get rid of it from the herd's territory...

It is only convenient for the dogs, and the blood-sucking (Brad) demon tree (Trent) skips a buddy trying to tangle a long skinny cobolt in order to nourish itself.

The immediate blazer lifts his left arm to the spreading bamboo in front of him, releasing a claw shot that wraps the flame of hell while deciding that the risk of fire is low in the thick fog.

"Gaaa."

Shortly after he wrapped it up with flaming nails that swung it out with his short exhalation and burned it down, he furthermore carried out a semi-circular slash to the ground with a black sword of his right hand, hiding in the fallen leaves and cutting off the sneaky claw.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh..."

"Gah, guruqua wolu!

(Ha, I just saw that!) "

Earlier, a shadow shadowed over his head as he crushed an ambush from the foot that had overshadowed the people of the village of Viel and moved to the blood-sucking (Blood) demon tree (Trent).

"Gah."

Instinctively prioritizing avoidance over ascertaining its identity, withstanding the load hanging on its legs and loudly in the sidesteps, the left palm of the swung down tree slams the ground and a fierce noise rings.