The Sorcerer King of Destruction and the Golem of the Barbarian Queen

"Ha, ha, this... ugh!" NTR >!!! "

At the tip of a ragged arm, a looming boulder slightly alters the orbit.

Stupid big chunk of rock stays put, landing on the ground about ten meters to my right. Straight ahead to swallow through the surrounding surface, distracting the earthy with the sound of the explosion.

He pushed backwards, destroying the terrain as it was.

The sound is awesome, but it cuts off the hard rocky earth lightly, like soft butter.

It's a sight of relief.

Another huge deep groove was created that raised the mood.

From this position, the groove is completely invisible to the bottom.

Approximately a dozen minutes after the first demon-guided attack by the "Big Spear of the Earth" was lightly prevented by the barrier.

I kept confronting the ancient dragons.

Gore is just starting to move a little bit.

But I can never move around with this.

Instead of attacking them, they are quickly captured by stone bullets.

He's trying to get up weak with his stiffness, but I was forced to hold him and keep him down.

The surrounding terrain has already become disastrous.

It is a tragic situation that is totally, inexhaustible for language, because just one round of landing makes it hard enough to destroy, but it repeats the landing even further where it has become difficult to destroy.

I don't think an earthquake, a tornado and a meteorite at the top would do this.

I kept trying to break through the barrier with the Big Spear of the Earth.

Because if only the barrier could be removed, there would have been speculation that the damage would go through with the magic guidance.

This guy kept getting physical attacks like Gore's ghost, unattended and intact.

Probably a simple destructive force, even though it's not my dirt spear ratio.

However, earthspears consistently continue to be prevented by barriers from the beginning.

This "Big Spear of Soil", a product of earthly attribute witchcraft, has an aspect as a tangible object with mass, while at the same time being a mass of magic as ordinary witchcraft.

Isn't something a little offensive and deterministic different from Gore's punch?

If I have a breakthrough, this is the only place.

Fortunately, the spear moves freely in the cum.

It is no longer closer to a black ground-to-air missile than to a radical cone.

While he managed to sneeze the Grounddragon's Stone Bullet attack with the (NTR), he continued to attempt attacks from up, down, left and right blind spots, under his belly, and in all directions at that gap.

Continuous stormy spear onslaught.

Dark missiles flying in one dragon after another were completely monster movie scenes.

But it all started with barriers.

No, spears can't penetrate the barrier.

There is a desperate output difference between the barrier and the

Even if my dirt spear is removed, it seems quite powerful...

Crawling down the ground, I looked up at the dragon, which soared much higher.

I will no longer be able to watch any monster movie in the future, but only be emotionally moved into a militia tank that will be ravaged without even doing so.

Already my magic feels like I'm starting to see the bottom.

It seems that you can still release the spear with the magic guidance at any cost, but you will be wearing out tears to interfere with the ground dragon's stone bullet and derail the orbit with the NTR.

Or I'm already starting to run out of breath from fatigue.

To be honest, I don't feel like I can play many shots anymore.

In contrast, the ground dragon doesn't even look like the wind that is wearing off.

What the hell is this monster's inexhaustible stamina? Wasn't the only amount of magic I had in me for now was the tattoo of the most powerful demon king in history? But I feel like this is totally losing capacity. What the hell is going on? Hey, explain. Lübeu Zailaine!

Nevertheless, if you keep muddling like this, I'll be more out of magic within minutes to make sure you lose.

The moment we stop shifting stone bullets, me and Gore will have to die.

I can no longer afford it. We have no choice but to try another method other than "Big Spear of the Earth".

"But tell me what the hell to do...!

In other ways, there's no way I can take it.

I don't really see how I can do this by throwing an axe or a hammer right now, more than I can swirl violently after all that momentum and penetrate it with a powerful and increasing spear.

Soil magic, which was otherwise on the primer, is all about generating pedestals to take things from high places, or simple toilets for disposables in the open.

The pedestal seems plain helpful anyway, but it's impossible to defeat the ancient dragon in the toilet.

There was some introductory magic floating around in my brain here.

Pebble Generation.

Of all the magic that would once be the size of a textbook, it would have been huge if that generated size had been done.

If you hit that boulder with a magic guide, or wouldn't the damage go through?

At least, if it's only the size, it's bigger than a grounddragon stone bullet.

However, the reason I've unconsciously removed Pebble Generation from my attack options so far is because of its long generation time.

That takes a lot of time to complete generation. I honestly don't know how long it will take. It had taken me minutes in my physical senses time, but it was frightening then, so it should actually be shorter. But I'm pretty sure subtracting there will take a lot of time.

On the other hand, the attack of the Ancient Land Dragon also has cool-time between firings. In addition, the generation of stone bullets itself takes some time. But you never wait that long. It's possible that one or two shots will need to outrun the Grounddragon's Stone Bullet before I can finish generating it.

How clever can you imitate the activation of NTR during generation….

"... I'll have to try"

I don't have much magic left. This will also be a critical battle in time.

I couldn't afford to hesitate.

I set a goal for generation on the ground on my right hand side and concentrated my consciousness.

"Please - Pebble Generation!

Set yourself up for the magic runoff that would occur and the turmoil of dirt particles.

Speaking of which, do we have to deal with the ground dragon stone bullets in that state of poor vision... This could be pretty tight.

I concentrated my gaze on the earthly dragon's mouth, sweating cold at the hunch of tough work.

But I noticed something strange there.

There has always been no sign of a magical runoff.

Besides, it's supposed to be time for the right sight to start blocking with dirt particles.

I dared to look at my right hand.

And I was stunned by the results.

- Only tiny pebbles are produced, about the fingertips.

Why.

I was very upset.

At that time, indeed, rocks were produced like hills.

While destroying the surrounding nature to tears.

It can't be misremembered.

You can't forget.

On that site of destruction, I buried the first fruit seed in this world that I liked and - poor that girl.

That's when I felt Gore's stiff fingertips grabbing my sleeve desperately.

Turn around as a hack.

At the mouth of the ground dragon, particles of earth had already begun to concentrate.

"... - (NTR)!!!"

Awesome explosion and shock in my ear.

His whole body vibrated with the earth at his feet, and fierce earth and dust rolled up.

He cut his forehead with a scattered stone and bled out flashly.

It was dangerous. I was upset, I was late.

That was really bad.

It landed pretty close.

Worried for a moment, check the gore in your left arm.

... Good, you're safe.

But that's when I noticed how Gore was changing.

She's staring at my forehead with blood.

Those eyes, which were supposed to be deep red, had a bright blue color with grief.

Are you crying...?

…………

I'm an idiot.

My arm's off, and I'm sure it hurts more for you.

"... - Don't worry. It's okay."

Honestly, I don't feel very fine.

I just have to say this.

I don't want you to cry.

Or fatigue, bleeding and out of magic, my consciousness is starting to blur.

I'm not sure I can prevent the next bullet.

As if to mock me like that, Grounddragon opened his mouth wide.

The concentrated particles of earth form a large boulder.

This guy, are you going to decide with this blow?

I intercept. I concentrated my consciousness to the extreme.

No more spare time or shit. He squeezed his strength and shouted with all his might.

"(N T R) Huh!!!"

The proximity of the giant rock is reflected in the eyes as if in slow motion.

The stone is bigger than expected. Even with all my strength, discoloration hasn't caught up.

Make it, please.

Please.

The boulder is coming right in front of me.

Oh, this doesn't look good. I can't make it.

"Storm shells!

All of a sudden, a huge chunk of whirlwind emanating from my lateral direction collided with a grounddragon stone bullet.

Together with a wild storm, the stone bullet distracts the earthen colour even more intensely.

A fierce wind pressure stopped the boulder from moving for just a moment and pushed it back just a few centimeters.

The time created by the colliding whirlwind is only a few.

Shortly afterwards, a mass of whirlwind was pushed off by the pressure of the boulder, which caused it to fog lightly.

A normal fight won't even buy you time, a short time that hardly makes sense.

... but that little time was too much for me.

Already the boulder in front of me had completed the discoloration completely black.

I look back where the whirlwind came from.

One figure stood on the cliff of a determined earth.

He's a skinny, middle-aged man with worn clothes.

He wears cracked round glasses and his right ear glows with large blue-green crystal earrings.

I knew this man.

- The old man from Speria!

A scratchy old man shouted with all his strength.

"... - Go Nemaki!!!"

I turned to the ground dragon.

On the face of the ground dragon, for the first time I saw a big emotional movement.

The look was as if they had taken away the absolute things they trusted.

It's like the courier's bedridden his wife, who's been with him for years.

[... Oh, shitty lizard. I wanted to see that look on your face... - Death Neh!!!]

... Let's make a confession.

As a culturalist who values reason, I am sincerely and seriously disoriented.

At the time they made me cry, I was, like, blah blah blah blah.

A discolored black boulder slowly began to walk backwards towards the ground dragon.

The ground dragon wandered like it was the first time it was frightened, a step, and lagged behind.

Almost simultaneously, invisible barriers and pitch-black boulders clashed violently.

A huge mass bump sweeps through a swamp of shock waves.

I'm not even sure if it's annoyance or earthly smoke that is scattered around me.

Normally, NTR is almost complete when discoloration is complete.

From there, I almost don't use magic anymore. At least for me, it's an error level consumption.

But from there, I put my magic into even more ruthlessness.

I didn't even question where the hell there was such a margin.

I honestly wasn't thinking about killing the lizard that made Gore cry anymore.

The pitch-black boulder, which was already twitching through the barrier, begins to emit an even blacker presence.

As it drifted from the surface of the rock, a blackness was emitted.

- Immediately after, the distracting dark boulder penetrated the barrier lightly.

The rock landed on the side of the dragon as it was and plunged in under terrible pressure.

Crushing the outer skin and choosing the meat, a rock that no longer resembles a black mass of temper enters the interior of the torso of the ground dragon.

That's when I met Grounddragon.

Grounddragon's big black eyes showed a glimpse of a blind man.

Oh, even though I'm a culturalist who values basic friendship. With such a face, isn't it completely defective?

The dragon's eyes were stained with fear and despair.

The moment the light fades from that pupil...

The huge dragon torso, which swelled from the inside, finally blew to pieces.

I was holding Gore in my arms, staring at the end of the ancient dragon.

A giant dragon of the earth whose torso has disappeared, gradually overthrown by the earth.

Its remaining physical parts are also slowly beginning to collapse.

I was remembering the first golems I ever made and how the black devil died.

It just seems that only some of the old decaying giant skeletons are left on the spot without disappearing together.

First taught, the word "semispiritual body" turned my head.

Was this part, which had not disappeared, the original physical part left to the dragon?

But the wreckage also seemed to collapse without waiting for a great deal of day.

"... na. You didn't have to worry about that, did you? If I was serious, I'd be like this."

I smile and speak to Gore in my arms.

It's a lie. Blah, I was almost dying.

... Yes. It's called, it's a vanity.

Gore's eyes are red.

I knew you'd better be laughing.