I'm a Dullahan, Looking for My Head

"... why are you interrupting my habits?" Speaking of Durahan, a demon that brings together the intense hatred and immense magic of a dead knight. It's resentment of humans, just like me, and there's no reason to be on my side!

Rich, who confronts Sisty with me, talks absurdly about her incomprehensibility.

Sisty turned to me after hearing such a noisy Durahan explanation.

"Really?

"No, it's not. That must be a bad Durahan. I'm a good Durahan, so that doesn't apply."

"Become!?

Rich shouts his barbaric voice when he denies it clearly.

A demon born of intense hatred and immense magic, something that had nothing to do with me coming from different worlds and becoming a Durahan if I realized it, even if I was told I was supposed to resent humans or something.

I would ask you not to be like such a bad Durahan.

He has changed his appearance, and his heart is a good man.

"That's right. Duke is nothing like a normal undead. Instead, if you want to live, you can smile and slaughter your own kind."

Rich rushes to see how Sisty is doing.

What the hell is going on? You must be the undead Durahan, right? What happened to your lifetime grudge? Why are you getting along with humans and such!?

"No, I don't have any grudges or anything."

'Otherwise!? How were you born and what were you born for!?

"That's as much as I'd like to hear."

"Ha!?

Rich spreading the jaw bones all over his eyes to make him limp.

No, if you think your neck jumped and died in a previous life, in a forest in another world. Moreover, the figure came as a whole body armor with no neck, as if to see the cause of death.

I don't know what that means. It makes sense to throw Durahan into such a fantasy world.

Tell me what to do.

As much as I want to hear about myself coming to another world.

When I put my arms together and was grand, you understood that I meant it. Rich put his big, wide jaw back together with his arm.

'Yes! You traitor who puts his shoulders in the undead habit of hating humans! Then he'll bury us all! Go, my family!

When Rich lifts his right arm loosely and waves his wand, the undead who were around him move out in unison.

…… go under Sisty.

For a moment, I tried to hit Sisty, just like the undead around me, but I felt Sisty snuggling up.

"Undead, you've already been punished."

"Shit, Tsumanee's. Okay, so the bait - Sisty, take a step back."

"Ah! I just said bait about me, Duke."

"I didn't say that."

When I waved with Sissi, Sisty lowered with a reluctant look with her eyebrows in eight letters.

Sisty, the undead around him, comes with Zorozolo as a living creature.

I kick the first skeleton in the direction of Rich.

The dry sound and feel of breaking thin tree branches is transmitted to the feet, shattering the sternum.

Kicked with Durahan's power, Skeleton blew momentum backwards, involving many of the skeletons behind him.

With the smoke, the skeleton bones rise.

But Rich, who would have been in a straight line, drifted out of the air, avoiding the flying skeletons without difficulty.

Especially Rich. He doesn't intend to set it up at the moment. I guess he's trying to figure out his strength by hitting me with his family's undead now.

As I send my gaze down to Rich looking down from the air, I sweep away the zombies approaching under Sisty at once with a sword.

Then quickly pull back the Great Sword and now slash and lay down the zombies coming from the left.

The bodies of zombies and skeletons sink into the ground one after another.

"Hahaha! I'm not going to be attacked by the undead. I don't care how much they want!

"Hey Duke! This skeleton is still working! Keep it crushed properly!

As I laughed and rumbled around, Sisty stabbed me in the stomach by tapping my broken skeleton with a cane or lighting a fire at a zombie on the ground.

Are you the protagonist of BioOzard?

"Gutsy, it's your fault if my family thinks they can do it lightly! After all, there is no intelligence in the low-lying undead, so there is no choice... '

Rich bites when he sees his callers sink all he wants, without attacking or defending me.

Yeah, well, it doesn't make sense how much undead you can't attack or defend.

All you have to do is crush Sisty and stop by.

I gently lift a large high skeleton.

When my legs get off the ground, it just seems like a bummer, but that's all.

He didn't even fight back against Locke because he recognized me as his buddy's undead.

It's like a baby who can't do anything.

I'll throw High Skeleton into the herd of undead as much as I want.

Then, as funny as it sounds, the undead go down one after the other.

Yeah, if we're going to get the numbers down quickly, here's the deal. I don't have the chili to crush every single one of them.

The skeleton system is lightweight, so I choose the most beautiful zombies possible and throw them one after the other.

"Become!? You are so lame!?

Rich is leaking that voice as the undead climbs up like garbage, but I don't know.

Conversely, I'm going to throw a zombie at you for where Rich is flying.

The bullets are all over it. I'll throw it all over you.

"Oops!? It's dangerous! '

I throw one zombie after another, but it's just hard to hit someone who travels through the air.

Rich's guy moves freely through the air and avoids my unleashed zombies.

Shit, shut up.

The next ball, the next ball.

"... That's amazing. I'm gonna throw a zombie like a ball, Duke! Hey, hey, hey, I'm not a ball! Let me down! Let me down!

"Oh, bad. I thought it was a zombie because it was nearby."

I'll drop Sisty off with a cancer and a cane slapping me in tears.

I thought it was strangely warm and weird for a zombie.

"Really stop!? I was wondering if I could throw like that zombie."

Before Sisty pointed out on the desperate sword screen, all my zombies were on the ground from their heads. If Sisty had been thrown like that, there wouldn't have been one.

Maybe there must have been more resentment and Rich already.

"Bad, bad."

Because of his small body, he seemed pretty easy to hold and throw, but let's not say.

But thanks to the zombie throwing operation, most of the undead who were there are gone.

Survival, though slightly present, can't seem to move due to the overlapping zombie weight on top either.

Other than that, I threw Durahan's power to the best of my ability, so it's a little grotesque. No one will be able to move properly for now.

"All of you! How dare you throw a zombie that far into the habit of your own kind! You don't have a heart!?

"No, I don't want you to move the undead as you please."

I think it's more outrageous to manipulate the undead.

"Gu! Well done! Like Durahan and a wizard, I'll take care of this!

"I was told I was a wizard………"

Sisty looks happy to hear what Rich has to say.

Is it because I've been calling you a phony wizard lately?

Rich drifting through the air chants in a harsh tone, approximating the rising Sisty.

"Purple power, gather on my cane and pierce the target." Lightning!

A thunderbolt is coming from Rich's wand and flying under us.

"What!?

I grab Sisty's collar unconsciously and fall back big. I think I heard a serious voice in the maiden, but don't go in there.

Where we were, Rich's thunderbolts burst through the ground.

Hot smoke will no longer rise from the ground due to tremendous electric heat.

The power, range, and speed are different from Sisty's lightning.

Sisty coughs as she battles Rich's lightning.

"Goho! Goho! Goho! I'd like to say thank you, but I'd be glad to carry you a little more politely."

"Rich's words confused me, and I was bawling at you. It's your fault."

Rich, who drifts through the universe, chants softly, even as we speak.

"Lightning" heh!

"They're coming!

"I know!