Survive different worlds with the all-purpose skill 'Condiment Creation'! [Web version]

Before the Brilliant Buffalo Crusade, he had an op conference over lunch to swallow to empower.

Sandwich and a casual lunch with miso mayonnaise on the carrot.

The operation is simple.

The tin lures him out and Mr. Syrup punches him from the side.

We don't have to bother facing each other from the front and beating each other up.

Suddenly a brutal operation with a truck named Mr. Syrup colliding, boasting the offensive power of the Spirit Magic Class from the side.

More of a power play to bust with all your might than a scratch!

It should be noted that my turn is over when I serve the food. [M]

When we finished dinner, we quickly proceeded to the plateau with Mr. Tin and Syrup.

Tin attacks Brilliant Buffalo, who is eating off only one, with a fireball without hesitation.

Dongly hit in the face, Brilliant Buffalo slowly turned around and glanced at the tin.

After eating the grass in his mouth, he moves out.

As information suggests, no damage has passed to Brilliant Buffalo at all.

I was just upset when they interrupted my meal.

Move your barrel-like feet into small pieces and start running toward the tin.

Unexpectedly, he was traveling fast enough to be standing around his bike.

The tin moves to the zigzag, directing it towards Mr. Syrup.

He acts cautiously while looking around to avoid involving other brilliant buffaloes.

I use fireballs repeatedly to attract them, but I don't even show Brilliant Buffalo avoiding them.

I guess it really doesn't hurt or itch because no matter how many times I hit it, it goes in without slowing down.

Mr. Syrup begins to move because he has succeeded in luring even the collision point of the operation.

Mr. Syrup, who was crouching to hiss himself, runs out to make a crowding start.

Running through at full speed and beating Brilliant Buffalo straight from the side without slowing him down at all!

Dogooooooooooooo

Around there is a roar, the shock of the earth swinging.

However, the brilliant buffalo is spare and bearable, and there is no such thing as a sprinkle.

Mr. Syrup's attack, which boasts an attack power of 108,000, just slipped about 50 cm to the side.

You look cool just saying you can still afford it.

What a muscle.

Besides, he's been attacking Mr. Syrup with dirt magic that hit him.

Three giant rocks, about 1 m long and horizontal, are produced overhead in an instant and thrown at Mr. Syrup.

Magnificently avoid all three in the backstep and fight away with the tin.

I thought it was a form that seemed hard to attack, but is all that muscle for defense?

I was surprised because I didn't think there was a magic attack just a giant one.

They came back to me. [M]

"Unexpected, no damage with that attack.

Let's retreat. "

"My hands hurt."

Mr. Syrup's hand was a little cramped when his hand was paralyzed by a brilliant buffalo that was too hard.

I didn't know you were such a monster.

I was mistaken for a weak mentality.

But for an enemy with this kind of absolute defense, it would be my turn of the tricky type.

You don't have to knock it down with power, you just have to give it to me.

"Can I try to fight, too?

I want to attack from afar. "

"I don't mind.

But the magic of Brilliant Buffalo is powerful.

You should have the syrup carry you. "

I was held by Mr. Syrup and wore a cum cum machine.

Mr. Syrup doesn't brace at all times.

When Brilliant Buffalo comes up close, the first thing to do is cum cum.

I'm going to calm down. I'm going to be insane.

Mr. Syrup, who had energy refills in Kunka Kunka, was asked to carry him to a distance of 20 m.

If we get closer than this, maybe dirt magic will fly.

It continues to maintain the same distance while retracting at the same speed as Brilliant Buffalo.

Fire a mass of mayonnaise in the direction of travel of the brilliant buffalo as it is.

I won't say it because I'm ashamed, but let's name it 'Mayonnaise Trap'.

Don't, don't, don't.

Brilliant Buffalo saw the found out mayonnaise trap (trap) flickering, but came in without any concern.

Because of hands and feet as large as a barrel on the ground surface, you probably think that even oily mayonnaise won't slip.

No, unlike a two-legged human, maybe he doesn't even have the idea of stepping on four legs.

Step straight into the mayonnaise area, looking straight at just us.

Tsuru-sun.

That's when!!

All four barrels, which were Brilliant Buffalo's hands and feet, came off and rolled.

You've seen it, all of a sudden the animal's hands and feet come off and give it a shocking sight to roll over.

A strange feeling you can somehow accept because you look like a barrel.

Was the body sprinkled really shocked, with a grain of tears coming out of both eyes, his eyes closed as they were and he stopped moving?

Mr. Syrup, who knew the structure of his body, calmly grates me and accepts the barrel he rolls over.

I tried to observe the limbs, but they only looked like barrels. [M]

"How does this work?

My hands and feet are rolling. "

"I can tease you and take your hands and feet off.

I'm gonna die in that shock. "

"Strange, it's a demon..."

I decided not to think hard.

Because there are so many strange things in the world.

I think this kind of thing is a loss if you go in there.

Tin approached me with a stubborn look.

"I regret that Tatsuya can win but not"

You know I'm less than a goblin Zako adventurer.

Something... I'm sorry?

"It's a compatibility issue, so I can't help it.

Mayonnaise has a lot of oil, so it's easy to spill. "

"Well then, sprinkle the ground full of mayonnaise - let's do it all at once."

………

I thought it looked a little funny and sprinkled mayonnaise all over the ground.

Because of this, I imagined making a larger 25m pool.

When I created four mayonnaise pools that reproduced kickingly up to Lane 8, the plateau became full of mayonnaise.

I'm so sorry.

I was going to reflect on the environmental damage caused by soy sauce, but I did it again.

Looks like I wasn't the only one on track, and Tin and Mr. Syrup are happily attacking a bunch of Brilliant Buffaloes.

From a grudge I couldn't defeat earlier, the tin's going in with a bee, and they're fighting back with dirt magic, though.

In the end, approximately 50 bodies were caught.

A brilliant buffalo runs as it sounds like a ground beep and moves its feet into small pieces.

We waited in a place where we could get people to step on the mayonnaise pool.

"As many as 50 Brilliant Buffaloes attack.

I'm a little scared.

Scarer than the black robes that fought in the king's capital. "

I guess the tin is really scary.

He shivers his body with a blurb and joins his hands to pray to heaven.

"This is the catastrophe that will destroy the country if it hits the city."

Mr. Syrup is holding me up and keeping an eye on the results.

I've never seen a tin scared of demons before, and I'm getting a little scared, too.

But I think she's girly and cute.

Thinking about swallowing things, a brilliant Buffalo battle group plugs into the mayonnaise pool.

Beautifully sideways in a row, walking down lanes 1 to 8.

Tsuru, tsuru, tsuru, tsuru.

Tsuru, tsuru, tsuru, tsuru.

Tsuru, tsuru, tsuru, tsuru.

Tsuru, tsuru, tsuru, tsuru.

We relieved ourselves so that we could lose our shoulders.

Brilliant Buffalo seems to be vulnerable to mayonnaise without exception.

But I forgot what was important.

I got my messy Brilliant Buffalo hands and feet, and they rolled in a ton.

With great momentum, hands and feet roll in one after another.

The flock of hands and feet accelerating with the oil of the mayonnaise was like a game of dropping barrels and attacking.

Tin stops praying and hurries to start collecting his hands and feet.

That must have confused Mr. Syrup, too.

Not sure what to do with me holding it, I threw it down on my hands and feet that the tin had picked up and left standing.

I was thrown a clean hit on the heap of hands and feet.

Bowling was a brilliant strike.

But Brilliant Buffalo's hands and feet won't wait for me.

Brilliant buffaloes are falling one after the other, so their hands and feet keep flowing.

Tin and Mr. Syrup picking up his rolling hands and feet diligently.

Me holding my hips against my hands and feet and turning them into an item box.

We kept collecting a total of 200 hands and feet as hard as a mini-game.