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There is no way to stop two people fighting in illusion.

Because if you intervene poorly, you may be mistaken for an enemy and killed.

The two have already hit black chavon balls many times.

If that's all, it's still fine.

Now they had recognized each other as enemies and made their companions kill each other.

For Mr. Estelle, who usually fights on the axis of metastasis, the inability to use magic is harsh.

In illusions where magic is disturbed, it is definitely Mr. Estelle who gets hit first.

Even if we guard the tin attack, we haven't been able to handle the series of attacks well.

If you take a distance, you fly like a cat and a tin chases you.

"Why can you use metastases!

You mean you took my magic?!

I don't know if the tin that strikes me like a cat looks too early to have metastasized, or if the dark elves are making it look like they metastasized.

The only thing I can say for sure is that I mistake the tin thing for a dark elf.

Mr. Estelle's defense is brittle when metastatic magic is taken.

When the tin pushes the guard back, a fist enters Mr. Estelle's abdomen and he is easily blown away.

Beyond that, a black chavon ball awaits, taking additional damage along with the bursting sound of Pavarn.

That was also enough to make you think you had been attacked by transferring behind your back.

Meanwhile, Tin continues to fight unseen enemies, even after attacking Mr. Estelle.

We will launch an attack into a space of nothing, and we will not be allowed to rest.

"Reality does not exist in the phantom!

Just calm down a little!

Perhaps the dark elves are splitting up and the confused Mr. Estelle looks like he's committing a reckless attack.

Bite your lower lip tightly and the tin rushes out.

Approaching to follow is where many black chavon balls have gathered.

He goes in on his own to shelter himself and is blown away with magical damage.

Like enjoying such a sight, Dark Elves continue to make black chabon balls.

Never come close to attack, either to make sure you never fight back.

Maybe he has a cautious personality, maybe he's anxious to defend himself.

Earlier, I said that there was a special being with only a magical talent,

Normal wizards are not only vulnerable to physical attacks, but also slow reaction speeds, which should make it difficult to avoid attacks.

If you even hit one hit, you might be able to take it down......

If the fight continues like this, it will definitely be defeated.

or so, I can't think of a way to disarm illusion.

If you go help without measures, your fellow illusionists will kill you.

To put it bluntly, it's a desperate battle with a confirmed loss of about 90%.

It's like there's no winning chance over here at the time the two of them get into illusion again.

However, there is only one thing that misrepresents Dark Elves.

It's my presence, with a mentality that's too tough for illusion.

The illusion doesn't work for me, eating truffles and having 640,000 terrible steel spiritual powers.

I think defeating a cautious dark elf is close to a difficult cause.

But I have to do more than this has happened.

It should be noted that we intend to leave the method of crusade to Dr. Habanero, who is trustworthy and proven.

My dear tin wore me out and Estelle showed me her butt by transferring it in front of me with a bug breath.

I want to help you now, but don't be in a hurry.

Only wait for a chance to endure jittery and crusade the dark elves with the spiritual power of 640,000 steel.

What I do is I watch them until they fall.

No matter how dark the elves are, the time to stab the todome or confirm life or death should come close.

I'm worried about the lives of two people, but that's the only chance I have of attacking the poor.

Because in a Habanero attack from a distance, it will definitely be avoided.

Someone said I was relaxed when I was sure of the victory and I could be caught off guard.

Even I can crouch in and pretend to be boisterous with illusion.

Chances are once, when I find out I can fight too, my chances are gone.

I'll give you a relentless Habanero hell while you're confused by the spiciness of the shocking Habanero.

You should taste the sin that made Mr. Tin bumpy slowly with your tongue and pour it into your stomach and intestines.

By the time the heavily damaged tin and Mr. Estelle start breathing on his shoulders, the dark elves move.

One step, two steps and just a little closer, stopped.

"I think you've done well for a human being.

You can only consume my magic to such an extent that the plan is going to be delayed by about a day.

Let's go inside the dwarf and gather fresh bodies.

”Shadowlance" "

A black spear like a 3 m missile was made and unleashed towards Tin and Mr. Estelle.

The two men who fought until they wore out remained defenseless, colliding flanking like they saw nothing.

Doggo! and it sounds dull, while being blown backwards like a stuffed animal.

... I wonder if they're both alive.

It's still a long way from the dark elves, and I can't wander around here.

"Oh? Speaking of which, you had a little kid.

Too bad my thoughts are done with too much fear and I won't be able to move.

Even though you beat my illusion once, are you still a child in spirit?

Well, you can't even hear me. "

I hear you, and only the spirit is an adult.

I'm surprised they forgot I existed.

"It looks like those two aren't dead yet, either, so let me kill them with special magic in honor of breaking my illusion.

Fine, well, this magic...

The poison will deprive you of all your freedom, and you will suffer slowly to death.

”Poison braces" "

A purple gas appeared in my mouth, and the exhaled breath of a hooked dark elf approached me.

Warm muffled air enters my nose and stinks a bit.

It should be noted that because it is eating a rice cooking, it has abnormal state resistance.

Even if it was fiercely poisonous, freedom would not be taken away or die.

It's just a humiliating play to be sniffed Osama's breath called Dark Elves.

'Heh, it worked' at a time like this, and I can't imitate it like a fool.

You politely explained the magic to me, so let's pretend the poison turned.

If your whole body is going to be deprived of its freedom......, I guess it's easier to be cocky.

Cotte

"Ha-ha-ha, it's a pleasure!

You look like a vulnerable human being!

Good, looks like you got the right reaction.

It's a terrible state of contour.

If we get here, all we have to do is spray habanero sauce on Dark Elf's face.

... Wait.

Doesn't putting it on your face mean you can see where it sprays?

There's no point in putting it on the side, and there's no point in calling it from behind.

If you don't call from the front, or from the diagonal front, it'll hit your mouth, nose, or eyes.

More importantly, I can't get into my mouth without my mouth open.

I didn't even make a move with Pickle, sweating cold at the strategic mistake of hatred.

Tension increases as alarmed dark elves approach.

Given that you've attacked me with poison, it's unlikely you'll come after me.

But I wouldn't necessarily do the same to Tin or Mr. Estelle, and if I passed by, I wouldn't have a chance to attack him.

This place......, let's place a generation of bets.

I will crush Dark Elf's Devil's Eye with Habanero at the nearest possible distance.

I fought through it until I wore it out, help Tin and Mr. Estelle.

If the dark elves go inside the dwarf, they'll even kill Mr. Fiona.

Don't lose your precious talent to support the hot season of my childhood!

As soon as a slow walking dark elf enters range, I move my hand without hesitation.

"Habanero Beam"

"Uh-oh! My eyes, my eyes!!

Now is the Havanero Beam of Pursuit! When I get up thinking, I'm amazed at the speed of Dark Elf's reaction.

He confronts me with full hostility and holds Habanero's left eye, which would have hit him.

And it would have deployed instantly, protected by a translucent white barrier.

Couldn't you crush the right eye with the demonic eye while you couldn't chase it with the barrier?

I can't believe your luck is kansting at 100 and you fail at a generation of bets.

Aren't you really out of luck that Luck 100 doesn't activate at times like this?

Well, it was like I didn't even have a spirit, so now it is.

"You! Who the hell are you!

There's no way you can move around with a fierce poison!

Not to mention, my illusion can't be ineffective!

Habanero is definitely working.

Not only is my breathing disturbed by the pain, but I suffer by holding my left eye hard.

Even the tin enhanced by the cooking effect confronted the dark elves who would naturally defeat him by treating him like a baby.

My loss is confirmed more than my first and last bet didn't work.

Honestly, I'm so scared.

But I can't help what I've done.

The heart of the little man who sleeps in me awakens and tries to protect my dear Mr. Tin.

Even if you know you can't win, there are times when a man has to stand up to you.

"I'm just a cute kid.

Never mind deeply.

I think it's the role of an adult to take a big look at a child's flirting. "

I learned in elementary school that violence should not be allowed, that it should be resolved through discussion.

I just decided to go back to square one after freaking out.