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"I brought it."

"Oh, this is superimposed"

Passing the dead body of Bad Bonobo dripping blood from his neck to Asterios, he turned it into an easy built cross that he thought Shirley and Cood were making while sourcing the body, protruding into the center of a magic formation depicted on the ground.

"Now my colleagues are ready. All you have to do is wait for you two to come back."

"With that said, where did they go?

Cood asks where Kyle and Leia are. Asterios replied, pointing to the holy nail protruding at the front of the mine.

"We are going to ask both of you to install the same thing as this on all sides of the mountain. I'm sure he'll be back soon."

"Thank you for waiting!

Without saying so, Kyle and Leia come back.

"You two, are you ready?

"Yes, you can go anytime you want"

Asterios, who nodded satisfactorily, was lightly cut. Waiting for the two to breathe, he rang the bell.

The barrier of light, formed in a form resembling an unbalanced hourglass, encloses a line with the mine, and Shirley is impressed by Asterios, who is not fatigued even though he has laid a massive bond.

"Even though it will take a little effort, the great junction to cover up the whole mine with just simple preparation...... I didn't expect to expand that with just short tones"

"If it's a small junction of scale, it's possible without chanting. Shall we begin?"

Tension runs among the E-rank adventurers in a voice announcing the start of the operation.

"Coordinates/Fixed"

When Asterios chants the chant of the two verses, the holy nail standing on the ground emits light, while the blue and white flame blowing up from the magic formation sears Bad Bonobo's body.

"The Mad Monkeys of Treasure Mountain - Let the powder of the Moth bathe in it - Come to the wreckage"!

It can be activated with short allusions because it is a good magic trick, but it is not the case with extra-special strategic magic.

chanting the chant separated by three verses with a solid image. No, the roar of anger echoes as if it were trembling the whole mine.

"Wow!? Come on, come on!

Black Yunxia coming this way from the mine with the furious momentum...... No, those are all a bunch of mad Bad Bonobos.

Crazy monkeys storming the party with their bloody running eyes that dwell on killing ahead of us, so much so that they don't seem to be the wisest demons supposedly close to people.

Strategic magic, "Hate Area" is a magic trick that incites the hostility of the "companions" of creatures that are seared in the magic formation, depriving them of their sanity and then causing them to kill to the operator.

This magic, which affects everything within the specified range, is extremely effective against demons like Bad Bonobo and Goblin who turn but have low resistance to magic and act in flocks.

This sorcery is also frequently used in wars between people. The effect of enemies gathering in one place seems to push them to a disadvantage at first sight, but if a trap is waiting for them to storm in a herd without losing their sanity, there will be no such terrible sorcery.

"Gaw!? Glorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!"

Hourglass-like junctions are meant to concentrate the passages of the Bad Bonobos.

Monkeys clustered in narrow, hip-shaped passageways of bees kill each other as they crush each other.

At last, the first person to go through the aisle was a young individual. Even with one arm threaded and bent in a ridiculous direction, the anger resides in the eye and jumps at the person in front of you -

"Then ahhhh!

"Gabe............ Huh!?

A stroke of a stick captures the brain weather and a simple spike by nail puts on the skull.

They no longer have the intelligence to break through this situation in ways such as using tools and exercising witchcraft.

Whether you will be trampled to death by an ally before you reach the enemy, or you will pass through the aisle damaged enough to interfere with your movement.

"Gah!!

"GOOOOOOO!!

"Gawwww! Gawwww!!

Still, I guess I don't feel any pain at the earliest. Peel out your fangs and nails and three Bad Bonobos will jump as they rip the enemy's throat.

"Noooo!!

Horizontal one-letter blow by the battle axe. Trisomy is made to cry his upper and lower body apart at the same time, and the rain of blood pours down on Asterios.

Its appearance of slaughtering enemies with the tremendous power of Minotaur known for his clan of warriors, defending allies by strong junctions, and inhibiting enemy movements can be described as exactly what A-rank adventurers deserve.

"GOOOOOOOO!!

"Gahhhh!!

But it's not necessarily just Bad Bonobo, who bore a deep hand, coming through the aisle.

Two intact individuals through the top of the monkeys, who fold and proceed to crush each other, strike their natural agility from overhead as it were.

"Whoa! Here comes the intact one!

"Leave it to me!

Even without the strength and length of the arm that draws the strings, those who draw the blood of the elves are all excellent at firing.

It is two thick iron arrows with returns that are difficult to pull out of the crossbow to which the continuous firing function is attached.

Dimensionally hit. But the iron arrow pierced the torso. Two monkeys falling from their backs to the ground in a shot recoil, but not in a mental state that stops at that degree of scratch.

She immediately got up and tried to strike Leia, the person who had shot the arrow, but she did not run away and just chanted one verse.

"K!"

An iron arrow explodes with the flame, and Bad Bonobo's upper body bounces and flies.

The elf conveys a magic technique that has various effects in a passage of twenty-four magical characters in the medium: rune magic with archery more than in ancient times.

They use their powers by carving rune letters in advance and shooting them out, but Leia's arrows have the exact same principles.

A bomb named Rune implants a force that can be described as poison into the enemy's body, and bursts it in a passage with the moves of the Forest Combat Nation Elf, the demonic bow of the half-elf that drew its blood.

"You have time to defeat Chimatima like that!

Following such a loss to Leia is the Cood that stops Bad Bonobo from increasing the number approaching with local attribute magic.

In ancient times, East and West, there are many sorceries, but if there is the easiest and most effective sorcery to handle in battle, it will not exist besides the local attribute sorcery that freely changes the shape of the earth.

"Topography, Transformation, Needle Mountains"!

A pile of tiny rocks protruding extensively from the ground chooses the back of the feet of the three Bad Bonobos, and if you fall, you will hurt your whole body. This is Needlefield, the first of local attribute magic.

You can freely change the shape of the ground that scaffolds during battle. This is all an organism walking around the earth takes away its manoeuvrability and takes on damage at the same time.

"I'll leave the rest to you!

"Roger!"

It is Kyle's "Fireball" and Leia's iron arrows that aim and shoot at his head that stab a stop at Bad Bonobo, who is thus sealed in motion.

A blazing flame. A blow of a battle axe intended to destroy rather than slay. Asterios shouted at Shirley amid an iron arrow flying with the visibly changing ground.

"We'll take care of this. Lord Shirley to the summit where the nest lies before the dragon descends!

This battlefield is only the front seat. Shirley stares at the top of the mine, which he predicts his destiny will sit on, and turns a blind eye to see if this is okay.

"I'm sorry about the dragon opponent on the boulder! Later, please!

"Honestly, I wanted to try it!

"Temehe shut the fuck up, you little shit!

Shirley nods silently at the words of a party that is smoothly decreasing the number of Bad Bonobos.

The "White Sword Ghost" with its sword in both hands jumped higher than the ceiling-free junction, jumping across the dense passage of Bad Bonobo, leaving no neck for the monkeys who were inside the time frame at the same time as the landing.

Every time Bad Bonobo's neck dangles through the universe as she rushes toward the top of the mountain before taking a splash of blood like a fountain, a bright red blossom blooms after she passes through.

Leia shrugged with dismay as the bloodfat, sliced sword threw past her and pierced her skull, throat and heart, again holding a new sword and seeing her push a large group of Bad Bonobos in a straight line across the border.

"Hey, who is it? He said he seemed weak."

"That's you. I mean, look at the enemy. The enemy! They're coming one after another!

He slits his throat with a dagger and screams at Cood as he replaces his lightweight Bad Bonobo body with a blunt instrument or shield: "I know!" In yelling back, Leia fired one iron arrow after another at the monkeys.

Shirley is convinced that there are no caves in the Jewelzard mine where dragon-like giants can enter, and that the presumption that a high-pride demon would nest on top of a mountain that can overlook the entire mine was correct.

As we approached the summit, Bad Bonobo became invisible. If most of the black that spreads down the mountain is monkey hair, as Asterios sees it, Bad Bonobo is descending through the mine.

With the exception of the summit, I run up without scratching a single sweat, like a wind, or a light foothold that dances, through a mine where no sign of life can be felt.

(Nevertheless, this pressure increases as we approach the summit... out-of-the-box, you might be a big guy)

Shirley knows that the word "hegemony", like a prick in the skin, cannot be called a metaphor.

In the wild, where the weak predators say things, the fierceness emitted by the champions of the ecosystem is transmitted as a feeling to the true skin.

How much dragon power do you have to wait on the summit? I feel intimidated similar to the Black Dragon who once lived in the relative mountains, or the bloodsucking princess who appeared in the Wang capital.

(It's currently 8am...... it doesn't matter if you say it's going well)

Take the pocket watch out of your pocket and nod satisfactorily. As planned for this minute, I think I can have dinner with my daughter by tomorrow.

Now that I was dealing with monkeys and dragons at the same time, I thought that if I was bad, I might have crossed three days to go back to the city, so I felt it was not a bad thing to try at a party.

……… but I don't know if I will organize it in the future.

"Hey, are you there?"

Reaching the summit in an instant, Shirley looks up at the nest of dragons, a giant crawling belly in the middle of it, that could be done by pulling rocks together.

As for the size of your body, is it as big as the ground dragon you fought before? But the excess magic scattered around you is an incomparable amount, two pairs of wings covering your entire body if there is any more difference.

And most of all, the characteristic is the corner that shines like a jewel, a symbol of authority for the dragon.

"Ho... If you think the monkeys are acting strange, is this your fault?

In addition, its intelligence that even understands the language of people of different cultures. Even if I didn't know the details, Shirley had a general understanding of what this individual was like.

Are you an ancient dragon?

"Kukukuku…… Whatever"

With the exception of the only absolute being, the Dragon God, the superior species that reigns in second place among the ranks of the dragon in essence, that is the ancient dragon.

Living a long time and accumulating vast amounts of knowledge with their power, they say they can finally defeat each other relative to each other at a party led by an S-rank adventurer.

One B-rank adventurer stands before a mighty enemy so far. It's just a foretaste of a battle that won't be a battle if you just look at the title.

"Nevertheless, being danced to the art of men does not help, monkeys. Though somewhat wisdom turns, the mindset is a poor species. Were you short of strength to add to my umbrella? '

Ancient dragons screaming their noses and grudgingly discarding. To the higher-ranking dragons, no race other than ourselves is enough to take.

Lifting the giant with force on his forelegs, his figure will be crushed by the beauty as if he had popped out of the hero Tan, and if he were a cohort warrior, he would be frightened and unmoved.

"But don't worry, I'm a short man. As a reward for reaching this point, this western- '

I couldn't finish the phrase with a good word.

"There's plenty of room for you to be alone in front of your enemies at all times."

The sound of a pi is heard from the thick neck, followed by a light landing tone that doesn't make you feel weighty.

Ancient dragons blowing gobbles and blood bubbles out of their mouths look at themselves without realizing what they have done.

Ancient dragons thought for a few seconds that Shirley, who was moving diagonally behind herself unaware, meant a large amount of blood spraying out of her throat.

"You can count on it. I don't have any raw interest shards."

Instead of waving the sword and paying for the blood, Shirley erases the sword painted on the blood fat and then makes a new sword appear.

Uncomplained fatal injury of being severed without leaving a thick blood vessel through the neck muscle. Large volumes of blood were released from the body, and the giant that tilted the glare was caught in the eyes of the White Sword Ghost in two colors, blue and red, while maintaining a combat posture.