Yakudatazu Skill ni Jinsei o Sosogikomi 25-nen, Imasara Saikyou no Boukentan Midori Kashi no Akira

"Misty, plugged -"

Along with Rin's voice, the white mist spread to cover the aisle.

Occasionally the air freezes and heat is taken away from all things.

But through the walls of the cold fog, the Necromancers appeared flat.

Wrecks (mulches) wearing worn raw cloth cuts stretch their bone-only arms straight to Tor to satisfy their thirst for raw.

prisoner, therefore there is no weapon in the hands of the Necromancers.

But its lost flesh was their only weapon and greatest threat.

When you touch that translucent body, your anger is taken away.

In a movement with a relaxation, Thor's body wiggles the monster's hand.

but inadvertently I wondered if that arm had stretched rapidly, approaching Thor's back from the blind spot.

But the moment I thought the hands of the dead had touched me, suddenly a purple current emerged from Thor's body.

The tsubish-shaped electricity produced by < electrospine > is instantly entangled in the arm of the bone.

The Necromancer, who turned his body wide back, stopped moving on the spot as if he had been paralyzed.

A silver blade ran through the universe and the monster, chopped to pieces, disappeared lightly.

The rest of the Necromancers reach out hard, but all the quotes held back by the purple tsu, vanish before the blade of true silver.

The fight ended in less than five minutes.

"... Ice-based magic tricks still don't work"

"Yeah, you don't seem compatible"

"Not this way either. It doesn't work perfectly, Tor."

It seems irrelevant to the Necromancers, who do not have any fever that originates from the original, that it would be the cold air created by magic moves.

Moreover, since sleep is not required, the effects of the interference system cannot be expected either.

Even more amorphous bodies < fixed > and < inverted > were meaningless, when < reproduced > also made no sense.

Of the magic moves that Sola can use, only < erase > has worked so far.

"Leave the Necromancers to me and Moo."

As it stands, Moo's < Electric Spike > and < Electric Throw Arrow > harden his defenses, and if Thor deals with a true silver sword, he doesn't seem to struggle.

Of course, it is prohibited to use.

Having served as a trump card (ace) for the party so far, Euril gave Thor a slightly discouraged look on his words.

Moo, who was silently looking up at the adult exchange, stuck his body perfectly to its waist as he approached the saggy silver-haired woman.

To the act of a revitalizing child, Euril gently stroked the curly hair of gold with a gentle grin.

Moo, with his gaze up, gently invites Yuryl to look at him.

"What's wrong? Mr. Mm."

"... you know, pee"

Apparently, the frozen air has affected places other than where it was intended.

Moo's white weasel still cannot be undressed by herself without help.

When he dropped off Moo, who was taken to one of the barns with nothing, Sora now leaned over to Gyuttle.

"What's up?

"Yeah, I thought it was cold. How's that, warm?

"Oh, that's warm. How's the map going?

"Yeah, it's perfect."

Tor peeks into the drawing board on Sola's neck.

There was a polite line there, depicting the path that had been followed.

At first glance, inside the prison, which seemed like an organized compartment, there were subtle differences between passages, or many endings, which made it a stray structure.

Probably making it into an intertwined build so that it's hard to escape.

Because of this, it was quite difficult to navigate.

The purpose of the current Tors is to get to the fifteenth basement floor and get the keys to move on to the next tier.

However, the descending staircase for this purpose cannot be found first.

The only reason why things aren't going so well is because of the troublesome prison construction.

To Moo, who came out of the barn with a crisp face, Thor tried to do every usual favor.

"What do you say, Moo? Are you there?"

"Lai!"

The child, who has come running over well, releases a purple snake into the universe as he jumps onto the Tor.

The child, who rugged off the circle above his head, pointed his lips in a grumpy manner after often becoming a contemplative face.

"No. Mmm. After all, something's going on. I'm following you! Toe."

"Right. Then let's keep moving."

Moo has come here to be even more helpful, but only < detective >, which has worked wonderfully so far, has somehow become underdeveloped.

That's why we can't avoid a bunch of monsters, and that's why it's taking time in the ongoing battle.

Predictably, there are quartz ants in the nest of Bossaria that interfere with detection.

Sora accidentally pointed to the end of the aisle as she then proceeded to slash and carve the prisoners who had escaped about five times.

"Thor, that's it, isn't it?

"Which one?

"There. Look, there's something on the ceiling."

If you ask me, something like an outpost is crashing into the ceiling of the aisle.

The size is so excessive in the palm of your hand that it looks like a turtle's methyl, but it looks like it's made of metal.

Moo, who was indeed lurking inside Sola's cloak, raised his anger with only his face.

"It's him, To! I was Moo's grandfather!

"Then is it a monster?

"If you're a monster, you look a little different. I don't think it's necropsy, maybe it's a mechanism to interfere with detection."

"Rara!

Moo takes the liberty of making a confirmation before Thor and Euril reach a conclusion about who they are.

There seemed to be quite a build-up of depression.

The longer < Electric Throw Arrow > flies straight from the child's fingertips across the front ceiling.

And when he hit the protrusion, he made the purple current crawl flashly onto its surface.

A few seconds have passed without anything happening often...

As the Tors watch, four thin leg-like things come out of their protrusions unexpectedly nudged.

With his legs bent like worms, Turtle's Kohlo let them hang upside down on the ceiling as they were.

And at the next moment, he made an abrupt noise.

The child, with his eyes and mouth open, flies his hair upside down into Tor's back.

Sora also put up a cane and looked up at the monster that emitted the noise as loud as trouble.

- Something's coming.

Euril issued a short warning as to whether he heard anything other than the sounds echoing in the aisle.

At the same time, from the back corner, a huge shadow appears.

Its back length is such that its head is likely to reach the ceiling.

I don't see the area that hits my head the most, though there is just a slight arcing swell over my shoulder.

The two arms are thick and long.

And it's the lower body that catches the eye without refusing.

This one was growing like a worm with a broken leg.

Two for the front and two for the back.

It is as if a person is stuck on a horse's body.

But it was the cold glow of metal that covered its entire body.

In the next moment, the four-legged giant has thrust through the aisle with tremendous momentum.