The Sorcerer King of Destruction and the Golem of the Barbarian Queen

"As always, you're a big worm for nothing..."

A giant worm that emerged from the rubble, a hundred feet of soft shell.

This guy is slightly larger in individual size than the guys who fought in the woods. Even so, from this giant, such as a size difference of about a few meters, it is close to error.

I noticed something when I was looking up at the muckade.

One golem is caught in the giant jaw of Mukade, which is divided into two strands.

Probably a short spear (yes) golem due to its shape. However, the damage to the fuselage is too great to discern the exact type. Its head is broken unbroken and limbs are weak.

Looks like he's already stopped functioning. The chest of a steeple with a demon-guided nucleus doesn't seem to have been destroyed, but I don't know what happens when it is crushed with that mighty jaw.

"It's not good. I need your help."

I hurried to give my partner instructions to rescue the Golem.

But at that time, Mukade shook his head wide at the lid.

A headless golem that had been swept away fell.

"Ah."

The gaze of everyone on the spot, including me, nailed to the golem in the air for a moment. Exactly at this moment. Mukade began to rush into an unexpected mood, goleming with his inmates, who were densely ahead.

It was a short time ago.

Like being dialed by a rampant train, the golems are bounced off by the giant Mukade. It receives a massive body hit and shatters the hands and feet of the golem. A weapon of golem stone, of such weight that man could not lift, danced through the universe like a paperworker.

That mukade, do you get so much speed?

The motion is completely separate from the five heads that were solidifying in one place in the woods. The black giant worm shows free movement and terrible agility, as if freed from some restraint.

Is this the original movement of 100 feet of soft shell?

Unpleasant. As it is, Mukade sticks inside the golem users.

If a living human ate such a rush, everyone would be ground to death in an instant.

"Shit, Gore! Stop Mukade--"

I tried to scream in a hurry.

But at about the same time, a heavy shock sound echoed around me, as if to quash my screams.

A fierce gust hit my face and I accidentally closed my eyes only for a moment.

I opened my eyes again shortly afterwards, then.

The giant of Mukade was dancing through the universe and was blown high above.

"Huh...?

I kept my mouth open and looked up at the mookade dancing through the universe.

It's not like Gore did it.

She still stands perfectly in front of my oblique.

What the hell happened...?

I can't swallow the situation. I saw Mukade's launch point.

There stood an orange giant.

It's a heavy golem.

A giant orange heavy golem emerged from the shadow of the building, smashing the mukade with a silly big hammer.

A golem so flashy, wrapped in thick armor and emitting a tremendous presence.

It has a long decoration in the jaw area, and from the shoulders of the armor, two curved horns grow, like ivory.

I know. This is the War Elephant Golem.

Its gigantic body is nearly 6 meters tall.

The same heavy golem, the crossbow Ishiyumi Golem, is approximately 3 meters tall. That's almost double. Likewise a heavy military golem, even the Shield Freshly Golem, which specializes in assaults using giants, does not reach its height of 5 meters. Speaking of which, I think you can see how big the giant in front of you is as a golem.

The characteristic jaw decoration looks like a tutankhamen, and if you ask me that, it certainly doesn't even look like an elephant's nose. Combined with the ivory shoulder projections, I see that silhouette is an elephant image. My hands and legs are broken.

It can be described as a golem with a design that tickles the mind of a boy inside. The hobby of the owner who made him have a thorny hammer as a weapon is also good.

Whatever it is, it's a nice assist! Orange elephant!

Mukade rolls over here as he bounces with the momentum he has fallen hard from the air to the ground.

I pointed to the imminent giant mookade.

"GORE! - Pull him off a thousand times!!!"

In response to the cry, the pure white beauty goddess Elf kicked the earth. And he jumped on the muckade like a raptor.

She captures the enemy's back and becomes a horseback rider, grabbing that neck disappointingly from behind.

Camel Fixed (Camel Clutch).

From there she began pulling Mukade's head backwards.

Mukade's neck, which has gone into a state of shrimp opposition, is stretched further back with Gore's super power as he makes the breaking sound of the fibers.

And as the tail of Mukad was in agony, he rose up the rubble round about him.

But the move didn't last long either. So much so that Mukade's body could withstand the unscrupulous power of the Goddess's fine arm...

Bumps and tears from the roots of his neck, splendidly chopped into two thousand pieces.

Green bodily fluids scatter from the cross section of Mukade's torso with fierce momentum, pouring down like a shower all around.

In the green rain, Gore threw the head of the mukade he was holding at the side of the road.

Making louder and louder noises, the giant worm's neck falls to the ground.

The neck rolled down the road with the momentum of the fall, destroying the stone walls near the hit.

Again, that mukade's head looks very heavy. Though I'm going to be under the illusion that it's a rubber ball because the Gore one is an easy-looking throwaway.

Green fluid still continues to drip from the cross section of Mukade's carcass that lost his head. By its massive body fluids, the cobblestones on the street were stained green.

Gore's eyes are glowing with excitement.

Those are totally, like, dog eyes when you're playing in Frisbee.

Dude, that muckade is not a toy for your stress...

I saw the golem users inside.

They were about to be attacked by Mukade, either out of fatigue and relief, or many of them were sitting on the side of the road.

Some of them noticed me and waved weakly.

"... good. Are you all right?"

The golems have been hit a few too, but from what I've seen, it looks fine if we repair it.

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"Oh, thank God, you Cathedral Golem user! I've been listening to you, but when you look at it, it's amazing."

I was suddenly shouted out loud.

Looking back at those who spoke, someone runs toward us.

If I did, I'd be a good big guy in Gatai.

Young face. At my age, about my age, or a little above.

He shakes his red hair like a burning lion and exposes his musculoskeletal flesh to the sun at all costs. Its armor-like grand chest muscles exuber beautifully, and its forged abs crack into a sixpack -

Hmm? Somehow this muscle... I don't think it's my first look...

Well, fine.

A giant orange elephant walks behind a red-haired big man, making a sound.

So he's the owner of that heavy golem?

The big man, who had run close to a small run, said as he glanced at Mukade's head as he was rammed into the stone walls.

"Totally this creepy bug, whether you pound it with a hammer or a spear, doesn't work very well. I've been having a rough time. Thanks to you, I'm so sorry."

"... No, thank you for saving me. If your War Elephant Golem hadn't interrupted me at that time, I honestly might not have made it."

"I'm sorry. If you say so, I'll make a face for myself."

The big man looks like he has a bad young drought, puffy and red-headed.

"I didn't know I should have cut a thousand, it was a blind spot..."

I looked around my ass at how such a man looked.

The area is a quiet one, with no signs of moving objects other than smoke and golems.

Speaking of our gore, he's still kicking Mukade's body for fun, even though he cares about us. Even the woods were playing with a lot of dying bandits, and they seem to be learning to play poorly. We have to preach later......

From that look of her, though, is there no more enemies nearby?

I got confirmation from the red-haired man with the head in front of me.

"... is Mukade everything with that one head?

"Hmm? Yeah, he's the only bug that got inside the fence."

That's what I said. He glanced at the smoke rising debris.

"Whatever, now we can finally get into a decent fire extinguishing operation. Hurry up and get in touch with the assembly hall."

Assembly Hall.

To the words, I accidentally jumped Jimmy's back on the ride and stuffed him all at once.

"The rally hall... Huh! Everyone's safe! What about the old ladies!? What about the kids!?"

The big man seems to have completely grabbed at my momentum as it grabs on the chest barn and opens his eyes wide open.

"... ah, oh. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

He continued his words in a temper.

"Look, in the woods suspicious disturbances, the ones you can't fight were evacuating to the assembly hall, right? They told me they were waiting for you until you got back.... I did something about it because of it. If there's a whole bunch of guards in one place, base defense is number eighteen in the heavy golem."

The confusing colors have already disappeared from the face of the big man who said so. He looked me straight in the eye and said in a clear tone.

"I was insanely protective of death.... It's okay, so far no one's dead."

"Hey, what... Were you..."

I took a step backwards.

"Good, I am, I am..."

I spoke out to squeeze it out. But I kind of got a blurred throat, and no more words came out.

From around the root of his hips, his strength gradually falls out.

Sadly, I got into the spot.

At the same time, I was terribly surprised inside to see myself as a threaded puppet. I didn't know I'd thought of it this far.

"Huh, cum... Ha-ha-ha!

Suddenly, a stupid big laugh poured out of my head.

Looking up, the example macho is laughing heavily as he shakes his red hair.

It is a rude muscle.

When I turned my gaze slightly to my muscles when I was laughed at, I looked at him with a smile that looked down.

"Oh, no. Whoa, whoa. I didn't make a fool of myself."

My muscles have been laughing and apologizing, but the color of reflection is so faint. The look on that face is so much fun.

"You know, you weren't the usual way to kill a big goat, and the woman in the neighborhood would listen to you silently intimidate her and drive her away. I thought you were a cold-blooded bastard..."

As I said, the big man grabbed my collar and made me stand up a bit with a light trick, like even a kitten would pick it up.

When I realize it, somehow Gore is rushing up next door too. She was hand-paying me the mud that got to my knees.

Muscles burst out laughing again at the way it looked.

"Thank you, ladies. The kids were right."

He moaned his burning red hair and laughed with his stern face.

"My name is Jambila del Del Boria.... Regards, bro!