The Wizard Raised Through TRPG is Still the Strongest in the Other World

[Transformation (Shape Change)].

An ancient fantasy film or comic book, it's a spell that goes on earth with "The Wizard of Evil Transforming into a Dragon or Giant".

An operator can transform into an organism or object within the same level and with actual knowledge of the ability to observe and observe.

The awesome thing is that we can reproduce all the abilities of post-transformation organisms.

Ruledly speaking, talent, hit points, and defense. Plus ability to fly, nails, teeth, tails, and attack by flaming breath (firebraces). It will all be the same as the giant red dragon (Huge Red Dragon) at level 34.

On top of that, the operator's consciousness and knowledge remain intact.

(By the way, if it's a four-level [forced transformation (Transformation Ather)] that transforms others, the subject will be the same as he is after transformation until consciousness)

That's why I ended up looking down at the bandits as the giant red dragon (Huge Red Dragon) of the blast itself (...).

It's an authentic monster 30 meters long from head to tail.

However, using it alone is not the right way to end every thief from a hundred people in the woods.

This is only a setup (...).

to push them into a trap.

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The dragon's eyes were very broad in view. The perspective is also high.

Thanks to this, I also knew very well the expression of each and every one of the thieves and what was going on in the village.

Most of the thieves and villagers look up at me with their mouths open.

When I raised my voice, at that moment, the dragon would attack me... with such fright.

The commander has the same look. However, those eyes were busy moving left and right. I guess I'm figuring out how to escape.

The first thing that moved was a dinosaur, not a person.

"Higahhhh!"

"... ugh!?

"Geez."

All of a sudden, he screams and rumbles like crazy.

The commander and his deputy are shaken down and raise an unusual voice.

The two dinosaurs turned sideways and fled as they jumped the thieves.

He blows bubbles out of his mouth and runs desperately through his urine.

Ahead is the rift of the 'Phantom' earth.

It's narrower enough to tell clearly than any other rift.... to such an extent that I don't think I can jump over a person or a beast if I'm sane.

Speaking of fruit, only this part is an illusion created in [Phantom (Illusion)], not [Phantom Terrain (Illusion)].

... is the 'trap' I set.

"... aghhhhh..."

The two heads jumped into the rift without any hesitation and fell to the bottom.

At least that's what the thieves looked like.

"... oh, you guys! Oh, gather around! War eh!"

"... Huh?

"There's no escape! You have to want to die. Fight. Eh!

Then the commander, who seems to have returned to me, screamed as he rose up.

This is also an appropriate instruction in a sense, because we assume that the surroundings are surrounded by ground breaks.

"Wow."

"So you can win. Oh!

"What the hell! What do we do?"

"Well, it's decided anyway to look down."

The panicking thieves reacted in a variety of ways, including gathering around the commander with spears and swords, following the dinosaurs and escaping, and laying flat here.

Especially the ones beside me and behind me, like the dinosaurs in a big detour, were mostly fleeing to those with narrow fissures.

"You can't run away. What the hell is this?"

"Ha-ha! Wow..."

Naturally, those who escape will only hesitate to wander in front of the rift of phantoms. Some of them got laid and jumped to cross the rift, following the same end path as the dinosaurs.

A little more, I thought the commander would lead them, but it's acceptable.

"... the villagers in the back. Don't be afraid. I am your lord Margils. Calm down, put out the fire and rescue the wounded."

I turned my long neck toward the village and spoke to the villagers.... although he had a slightly metallic and deaf voice.

"Ooh..."

The Great Wizard.

"Master Margirus."

"Sora, I would have heard the words of Lord Margils! Stand up and work."

Sandar gives instructions to the villagers who begin to lay low on the spot. As reliable as you can be.

"Ugh... Wow!

Did I (the dragon) break the thread of fear and nervousness for speaking humanities?

One thief stuck a spear in his hand. There is no sanity in those eyes.

Even if you stick that spear out with all your might, you won't be able to scratch one of my bodies right now.

Reckless, but I don't hate the courage to come first.

But it's already been decided what I'm gonna do.

Gusha

Beat the front leg with three hook claws from the thief's head.

Boki, left an unpleasant response (...) that turned him into a red and black meat chunk.

Nausea creeps up at the sickness of it, but I endure it there.

"Hih."

The thieves were stiff as if they had been pushed back into the nightmare again.

I resume the breathing I was stopping to nauseate...... breathe in the air big, big.

I feel massive amounts of air accumulating in my stomach and feverish. I guess the atmosphere mixes with the gas or something that gets refined in the body.

I see. Is this (...) the feeling when you throw up that (...)?

"... no way... you're lying, right?

Tears of terror give him a messed up face. The commander snaps.

Go-o-o-o-o-o-o!

The build-up of hot air, I spit it out all at once. Reminds me of the tests for lung function I got at the human dock and all that crap.

The hot air, the moment it erupted from my mouth, became a breath of flames (firebraces) that glowed so red that my eyes ached.

"Wow!?

"Bye!

"Hot, hot, hot. No!

The flaming breath (firebrace) of the giant red dragon (Huge Red Dragon) spreads radially for dozens of meters.

It radiates its storm of flames towards the sides, not in the middle of the thieves.

"Run, run, run, run. Ooh."

Get out of the way.

"Wow, it's hot. No, no, no."

All the thieves flee, peering at those who were littered with fire.

Ahead, of course, is the 'narrower part of the rift'.

Occasionally, what leaves you calm sneaks away from the group and tries to escape in another direction. The kind of thing that stretches its tail a little and smashes it, or gets ahead and blocks the way.

Those trying to escape into the village were, of course, driven up by the red-eyed wolves (Ruby Wolves) and, if they were unlucky, bitten to death on the spot.

"Don't push, don't push!

"Whirl!

"I don't like it anymore! Captain, do something!

That's how I induced the thieves to collect garbage in one place, so they got stuck in a position sandwiched in a 'rift' with me.

I'm totally bloody busy running my eyes, pushing my buddies out toward this one, or even closing in on the rift to get away at all.

"Come on, surrender! Surrender!

A commander, pushed to the front row by his men, cried out.

... To be honest, I wanted you to resist ugly to the end.

That might make you feel a little less guilty.

I'm sorry, but we can't accept surrender or anything here.

I have a bad reputation for apologizing for bad behavior in my territory and getting forgiven.

I set my aim on the commander to erupt a flaming breath (firebrace).

To conclude, out of a total of one hundred and seventy-three thieves, eighty-five had fallen into the 'rift'.

The subject "assumed" to have been wounded or died by an illusion made of [Phantom (Illusion)] loses consciousness.

As such, the accumulated and overlapping stunned thieves are being held captive by the villagers in general.

The thief who could not be captured is Sandar, the Red-eyed Wolf (Ruby Wolf), or he was killed by me.