Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Come to think of it, I still don’t remember seeing a wizard do his best.

Of course, 50,000 kinds of magic come and go only on the battlefield, but since it is a long-term battle where pace distribution is essential, it is far from the case of targeting only one opponent in front of you and dealing with it wholeheartedly.

It was fortunate that Emmet and Richie were able to unfold the life-and-death relationship between wizards that he had intuitively experienced for the first time in his life. Because I was able to properly understand the raw things as they are without any misunderstandings or prejudices.

While diligently stamping the relic box with Estero, I couldn’t take my eyes off the feast of spells unfolding in front of my eyes.

The lich literally constructs magic as if it had no back. If it was a living person, it would have been more than enough to overload immediately, but since the vast amount of mana that was possible because he gave up his body is backing it up, it is somehow maintained.

The only spells I could recognize and destroy, even by chance, were the few fireballs I was about to launch in the first encounter. Since that was blocked by Emmet, all of them have been casting only things classified as advanced magic.

At least, the method of mana management is not so good. If you hold an esthetic knife and cut a knife in the air, you can cut off a few of them somehow, but after that, you have to trust only your smart body and engage in close combat.

It’s enough to tell at a cursory glance that Emmet, who is blocking it, is doing his best.

From the way he moves his wand or continues the chant, it seems like he is conducting the performance in a leisurely manner, but compared to his usual appearance of being relaxed from start to finish, it was clear that the world was in a serious situation.

Even so, Emmet was clearly blocking the lich’s magic. It was all thanks to his efforts that the magic that misfired around him exploded, scattered, and shot toward a distant place other than us.

I wanted to make a hole in my heart, but I decided to give up neatly and focus on destroying it anyway, as the relic would not die as long as it was intact.

And fortunately, our efforts were not in vain.

The spells surrounding the reliquary were already more than half destroyed. Judging by the fact that the rate of collapse is getting faster, it seems that the lich has given additional magic every time his level rises over a certain interval as time goes by.

Well, it would be nonsense if there was no difficulty in preparing a new magic like this every time.

At that time, we looked eagerly to learn more about Emmet’s magic, even with hopeful observations that what we found might be the strongest of his reliquaries.

– Kwagagak!!

“oh?”

The resistance I had felt so far suddenly disappeared, and Este broke through the magic in an instant and even changed the artifact box.

[[Woo Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
, suddenly hooks up. ”

There was no way to confirm whether the reliquary contained a part of the soul was true, even with magic poetry, but seeing as all the magic that the lich was casting collapsed and screamed, it seemed certain that there was a blow.

It is often said that it is a pain as if the soul is being torn apart, but since pain originally comes from the body, how does he feel the pain now?

I was very curious, but decided to focus on this little pleasure for now.

[[Uh, how!? How on earth!!]] As

if piercing it with a skewer, I pierce the relic box through the esthetic and shake it in line with his gaze. return to the feeling of

For some reason, even though it was obviously a skeleton without an expression, I felt even a slight fear.

“Are there nine left?”

No matter what, I’m afraid of skeletons. Even if I thought about it, it was a funny story, so when I read it once, surprisingly, the feelings of the guy I was feeling grew bigger.

[[Ah, nine?! How the hell did you do that?!]]

Astonishment, anxiety, fear. On the other hand, I thought that this might be the aftereffects of being covered with dragon blood, but I felt genuinely dumbfounded by the reaction he showed.

I thought Gil-gil would go crazy and run amok at the same time as a relic box was smashed in front of my eyes, but his reaction was very human, contrary to my expectations.

Rather, just looking at the reaction, the ‘gaze’ of the guy who trembles with fear to the extent that I wonder if I’m the villain and he’s the victim is completely disconnected and stuck in the relics box that has become an empty shell.

That guy’s tail was so funny that he threw the relics box away with a rough swing of his arm, then relaxed his shoulders and asked.

“Do you like treasure hunting?”

And as I slowly stretched out my sword toward the nearest artifact box, his gaze naturally drifted to the side following it.

[[Ah… No!!]]

It’s a strange yet fun feeling. To understand the skeleton’s emotional state. I replied with a bright smile, hoping that my pleasantness would be fully conveyed to him.

“Okay.”

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Carl Kansi was dumbfounded.

It wasn’t like him to be engrossed in battle, but it was an unavoidable reaction since Eldmia finished the answer with a wicked smile and a short answer, since the game of battle completely changed from the start.

Even Emmet didn’t seem to understand the situation at first. It was only after Eldmia ran madly, crushing the remaining undead, and Lich started chasing after him with a scream-like scream, that the two fully understood the situation right in front of them.

That the lich, who had made ten relic boxes, was afraid.

And that they had to interfere with that lich somehow.

It was true that Eldmia was Eldmia, so I wondered if I could handle it, but even though I was swayed by fear, my opponent was a lich. He was constantly pouring out attack magic that could be prepared quickly to disturb Eldmia while crossing the sky.

In fact, it seemed that only the female undead around him were dying due to the miserable accuracy rate, to the point where I wondered if there would be any problem if I left it alone… but no one knows what will happen if the lich regains his composure as time goes on.

Carl Kansi, who had been supporting Emmet by slaying only the undead approaching because he did not carry a single means of long-distance control, suddenly turned his attention to the ex-Demon Kings who were following him diligently.

“But why do you keep following me?”
“No courage to run away! No way! I have no choice but to follow you!”

He was only clad in armor because he had taken away his weapon, and he was busy avoiding the undead attacking him, perhaps because he had no mastery in martial arts.

It’s because he was so helplessly caught, but maybe it was because he had enough stamina and skills to act as a patrol of the Demon King’s army, so it didn’t look like there was any particular danger, but rather that’s why it was funny to see him clenching his teeth and following him.

“Why is there no way? We can’t afford to pay attention to you right now, so why don’t we just stand out?”

Even if you just go back the way you came, there will be no threatening undead because Eldmia has gone all out.

When I waved my hand, thinking that if I hadn’t missed it in the first place, I would have asked Carl Kansi for a favor. The former demon king rolled his eyes here and there, looked at Eldmia for the last time, then turned and ran backwards.

“That’s a funny friend.”

Since he was an enemy in the first place and he was not affectionate, he left just that much impression and focused on dealing with the undead around him again.

The bizarre chase didn’t come out faster than expected, so fortunately there was no big difficulty. He must have run for about ten more minutes, running in front of Emmet, who was busy raising himself and getting in the way of Richie, taking care of the undead in advance.

Now, just as he was getting used to the noise of the lich’s unexploded magic collapsing the surroundings, Carl Kansi’s limbs stopped for a moment, wondering at the familiar presence felt in the distance.

“…Why are you here again?”

There, the former Demon Lord Army, who had apparently fled without looking back, suddenly popped out from the corner of an alley and came back with fierce momentum.

“……!!!”

He shouted something, looking more urgent than when he first surrendered, but he couldn’t hear it because the Lich’s fireball was interrupted by Emmet and flew to the wrong place and exploded.

The five or six fireballs that did not end with one shot fell far away from Eldmia, Emmit, and Carl Kanshi, but the former demon king army, who was far away, was not included in Emmet’s calculations, so explosions occurred at very close intervals. .

“…is!”

Thinking that the explosion created by the biggest fireball falling behind the former demon army rushing in haste was quite dramatic, Carl Kansi, who swung his fist again, heard a vague cry from the former demon king army.

“…This is so… done!!”
“What are you talking about? Why are you back again!”

– Kwaaang!

As the former demon king opened his mouth again, another explosion occurred behind him.

But this time it wasn’t the magic of the lich. It was the noise that the former demon king army had just passed by when it suddenly exploded as if it had hit something.

It was only after seeing the existence that appeared through the dust cloud and the aftermath of the explosion that was created that Karl Kansi could understand why he returned without explanation, despite giving him a chance to escape at best.

“The whole area is very fucked up!!”

Because the undead, as huge as a two-story building, were screaming and fiercely chasing the former Demon Lord Army.