Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

At the edge of his sight, Ars had seen the battle between Tesphere and Alice.

You'll have to admit it's a delightful miscalculation. Because the two of us defeated two enemies.

Definitely the way he grew up there.

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"What!!

Ahead of the voice - there was an appearance of Ars dealing with multiple enemies at the same time with a single knife.

The thought of heading to join in that fierce battle does not come to mind at all.

It's a long way to call a knife. It's a magic blade shaping the tip of your body.

He masterfully manipulated the chain, preventing the enemy from attacking and securely twisting it down without being subjected to simultaneous attacks.

Differences in strength are evident.

Loki was definitely piercing her chest throwing a knife precisely from behind Ars.

The throw of power that also penetrates the demonic skin easily penetrates the body of the experimental body.

Ars had no good feelings about Loki killing humans. Even if it was a mission. It was inevitable, but Loki's readiness would have been proven. It is also undeniable that Ars is helped by that.

So I'm glad now. All I could do was kill Tesfir and Alice.

Ars also decided to split up, but at the same time imposed a wedge. If Loki and the others intentionally take human life apart from the danger of their lives, they say it's their fault.

Ars's movements since he made that decision turn into something even more sophisticated.

One or more experimental subjects surely catch their breath with a swing of Ars.

When the two people I spotted were breathtaking, the rest of the experimental body had been reduced to two.

"Loki!"

Just silencing the whole thing that was engaged, Loki threw a knife at that voice towards Ars.

Flashing from left to right toward a looming unity of enemies, Ars strikes a flying knife between his fingers between the eyebrows of an approaching enemy from the other side without compromising the magic imparted to him.

A combination that was too brilliant, two people who felt like this was what Abalone's breathing was about.

"What are we..."

I didn't have to be there, and I couldn't say it.

Alice laughed bitterly at the grunt.

"... let's do our best, Fia"

I wondered how reliable it would be if I could stand around like Loki even if I couldn't be like Ars.

Still...

"Loki, comma one second slow"

"Excuse me. I'll refine it."

Still take no for granted.

"Ha ha..."

Alice had to laugh if she wasn't hostile. But it should be the same for Tesfir to set the goal of reaching that zone.

Dude, a pile of corpses, if you don't think anything of it, maybe you're flawed as a human being.

I see that as an after-effect result. There's nothing to think of about Ars.

This is the enemy... it was the only one in Ars.

It's the moment when I realize my missing sensation (which I may be accustomed to) when I see Tesfir and Alice pulling over at times like this.

The idea of not soaking up sentiment was less than a second.

Instead, face in one direction.

"Why..."

Gudma's face is more of a stunner than a rush to believe that the estimates were incorrect.

The white coat must have been splashed with red stains.

"I'm just strong."

Spicy words are enough to deny Gudma's research from the ground up. Experiments, they showed areas where emotion-controlled puppets could not be reached.

Without having to check the perimeter, there is only one Gudma left on this scene.

"Did I fail... No, that can't be right. Some people appreciated it enough."

Words that don't speak to anyone justify their research.

"I haven't even failed. You haven't even been studying a scalpel since you put it in your body."

"Shut up!!

The current state of what has roughed up the voice speaks for itself. The instantaneous anger swept away the material on the desk at its disposal.

Bloody eyes are powerless, too.

"Right, you're right... it sucks as an achievement"

The dripping gudma will not resist. There seemed to be no disobedient force left on the gakuri and dropped shoulders.

Because I'm a researcher, Gudma, who doesn't have the kind of killer or the skill to be a magician, wasn't a threat, but if I were to call it alarming, it would have led to the same result, even if it wasn't Ars.

Because in Gudma's eyes he was more curious than hostile. That's exactly who explores as a researcher.

"Not as an achievement. But it's too early to say no."

Quickly lifting his glasses, Gudma looked at Ars with an age-appropriate smiley face.

It was then that Gudma raised her most tense voice today.

"My research will succeed at this time."

That's a word from untrained who can't see results.

He was half-hearted - a blind spot from Ars - and stabbed his back in his chest with momentum.

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"A fool..."

In that hand was a gun-like syringe gripped, pushing the tip against his chest. The barrel area is filled with more and more black blood like liquid.

Push, and when I make a noise, it flows all the way into Gudma's body.

"Alice, thanks to you (...), it took shape"

Alice saw the liquid injected, thinking it was not a bad scratch, but like a terminal water substitute, for a call to associate the old gudma in her lunatic thoughts.

"Dear Ars -"

"No, let's see"

Maybe that's because I looked into the eyes of the same researcher. Whatever it is, chest...... the fluid injected into the heart means you gave up your life.

"Damn!! hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

Moving back and forth, he scratches his pricked chest 27615;

Step on the rolling experiment and blood vessels rise up on your forehead. Her complexion also grew thin and black.

"What's wrong?"

There's no other way for Tesphere to raise her voice like that. Because now humans are trying to transform into something else.

…………

There is no such thing as hatred in Alice's eyes that she sees it in silence. It's pathetic, it's serious... because I thought it was sad.

Stopping the movement, the squatted gudma's body gradually becomes enlarged. Especially the right hand undergoes an unusual transformation, not of a human being.

When the clothes ripped and healed without withstanding hypertrophy -

His head lifted as he jumped with fierce momentum, looking to the Ars and the others.

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golden dyed eyes, whose pupils are squeezed like reptiles.

"Is that what you've accomplished?"

What was in the liquid? I don't even know all the ingredients, but what's in it for sure is Alice's blood and... demonic blood.

It mimics a different form to call humans. It was a gudma.

Ars didn't think it was a snakefoot. It's the result of what we call a single researcher reaching.

It doesn't make a difference that it's hard to accept.

So it's Ars' turn to deal with him from here on out.

"It's what you've been studying that makes you a monster."

It doesn't make any difference that he's a genius again. It's a rare talent to wonder how much we could have contributed to humanity if we hadn't even gone the wrong way.

"Demons!?

Tesfir raised her dismay at the way she had undergone the transformation. Alice just bit her lip.

"Gaga, gaga, givi!?

Ripped mouth to mock.

Dark green stained bodies belong to demons. Aside from the abnormally hypertrophic right arm, the human part was slight: a body of 2 m, sharp nails bumped into each other and sounded metallic.

"Humanoid."

Many demons are of high rank, especially among demonic types that mimic human shapes. There are many theories as to why it takes a form that resembles a human being, but nothing is enough to prove it.

If it fits that, it was a gudma. This demon could also be comparable to a high rate, but there should be no example of becoming a demon.

Tesfir and Alice with AWR had no fear. I guess it's because I got at least some experience in extracurricular classes.

But Ars raises his voice to reprimand.

"Don't you guys get your hands on it"

"But even we..."

Tesfir speaks out in opposition, and Alice's face also has a willingness to fight.

"More than I know the rate, I -!!!"

I didn't remember Als taking my gaze off. Even so, there is no such thing as a demon that was a gudma there.

Tesfir, Alice and Loki would have wondered. I should have been looking at Ars' back, because in an instant, the demons came interrupting in between - no, they came, not exactly. I was there when I realized.

I couldn't even follow him with my eyes as illusory as I had been from the beginning.

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There was a demonic face in front of Alice. Different faces peeking in, golden eyes fit in close.

"What!"

Black breath leaked out of my mouth when I took a trick to smell it, creating a loneliness.

The next moment I react vividly to my body...

The knife of Ars is paid to the horizontal giraffe.

Even then, instead, the knife stops moving perfectly in front of Alice.

The demon had returned to its original position. It leaves marks like a scratch on the floor. I guess I used a giant right arm instead of a brake.

Alice's blood, which is also contained in demons, did you feel the same thing at its source?

"Alice, are you okay?

"Ah...... yeah"

I don't have any trauma, but I guess I've figured out I can't win. The hand holding the sword was trembling in small pieces.

"That sucks."

One Ars overflowed.

"Kuhihihiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!

The golden eyes that were praised were not directed at Ars, but behind it, at Alice.

"You knew. You guys keep your hands out of this."

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No one looks at the current movement and shakes his head. That's something I can tell Loki.

"Take formation so the three of us don't make blind spots, okay"

He immediately distanced himself from Ars and the demon and slowly retreated.

"Gaaaaaa!!!!"

……

When the demon slowly opens his mouth...

"Damn -!"

I see a light behind my mouth.

Ars quickly broke his finger.

Space mastery magic, the space cut into rectangles itself was lifted from the bottom towards the demon's jaw.

The view you're looking at is cut off into rectangles.

The mouth of the demon with his neck jumped upwards, the next moment - a vast amount of magic compressed from his mouth is launched as a ray of light.

Easily pierced the ceiling, which had three floors underground, and made columns of light in heaven.

"Shh!!

Because that's not the ratio of demons attacked in extracurricular classes either.

"Loki!"

――――

Open the line with an Ars license that Ars had not returned as soon as he understood what the call was intended to be.

"It's okay. Now I'm through."

"Okay, well, tell the commander it'll be a little late, and the mutation A rate will show up."

"-!! I get it"

I am unsure whether this case may be a mutation, but I can't help it because it is not a normal demon.

A mutation is a variant, a heterogeneous demon, in which demons assimilate with each other.

Ars created an invisible barrier to space to the distanced Tesfirs. Of course, it's only a wall directly in front of you, but you'll avoid eating the battle convolutions.

Without even trying to hide his curiosity at a time like this, Tesfir tried to touch the distorted space first.

"What is this... a wall?

"Probably the magic of Master Ars."

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If that's all you can slap your mouth on, you won't have to worry.

The demon's head, which was pointing up, slowly returned and looked at Ars. The pupil is further narrowed and the target is fully immobilized.

Reassemble the knife to say that it is easy to understand what it feels like to be an enemy and the hostility of a demon.

Ars also devotes himself to the demons in front of him. The feeling of a cold head, it's the thought of instantly choosing the best hand to kill.

Take off your robe and pack your distance from the demon in an instant. Speed is almost mutual.

At this point, Ars was impressed with the speed of the demon that was a gudma - that researchers who were neither magicians nor proficient in martial arts could obtain an overwhelming body simply because they had transformed into demons.

Alarm for not thinking that much earlier.

But now Ars won't take any more lag than he found out the speed.

As soon as a flash of magic knife is removed, it will be chased. There is nothing to say if you can see it.

If I opened the lid, it would have been a force beyond my expectations, but I waited on purpose to intercept it.

The headache was healed by the use of Gras Eater. Instead, there is excess magic absorbed.

Demons travel at right angles to distance themselves from Ars. He throws a knife at the spot where the velocity drops, but is bounced by his right arm.

To harder than expected, Ars grabbed the chain, I guess.

"Chain 70, Purgatory" Astral Sun "

A giant fireball is created from the tip of the played knife to drink the demon.

"Gaaaaaa!!

That's nothing like Burning, the first-rate magic. High temperature as if it were a shrunken sun.

It is magic located at the top of the fire system magic.

Ars put up a barrier in the space heated all at once but soon saw distortions. I can only use it for a few seconds in time.

Melted walls turn red.

Solve the magic before you feel the room temperature has soared. It's going to burn to death in a space like this.

A demon appears with a broken knee from the black smoke. The outer skin, heated by high temperatures, is partially carbide.

It was probably done to that extent because it converted enormous amounts of magic as magic and kept releasing it out of the body.

…………

Ars was stunned. Demons sometimes defend themselves according to their survival instincts as organisms, but this was a calculated defense.

"You mean at least Gudma's knowledge is alive"

It was at the same time that Ars finished saying it and the demon moved out again.

The enlarged right arm seemed to have a fairly strong outer skin and there seemed to be no obstacle to moving it even when it was carbide.

Take the shaken arm with the crossed knife and arm and pull the knife. Still pretty tough.

It didn't get to the point of slashing my arm off.

Still, demons don't try to pull their arms in - moments, light spheres are created flat in their hands.

That was directed at the three people behind Ars.

"Your opponent must be me!

Ars also opens his hand and makes a gripping motion.

That's not a smooth one, it slowly closes to crush something.

The demon's right hand closed to link with it. I know you're willing to open it, but something that won't let you is putting pressure on the demon's hands.

Gravity was pinpointed and compressed by space mastery magic.

Put a kick in the demon's abdomen before closing it completely and blow it backwards. Ars' hand closed completely when the distance could be reached.

And the hands of demons thrown in the air are also closed and crushed.

Uncanceled magic burst in the demon's hand and blew his right.

When you hit the wall while rubbing the floor against the added impact, green blood overflows from your right arm to make you feel mucus.