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

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The creaking voice of the masked man sounded like the roar of a beast.

On its back, a pitch-black spear stands vertically from the top.

"Ah, hot (...)...! My back, ahhh...!

Whether you scratch your back for heat and illusory burning agony or not, that won't come true for the man today. Because your hands remain on the ground and you cannot move them at all.

A body crawling like a dugout sinks even lower, lower, as if crushed by gravity from above.

A merciless "Big Spear of the Earth" is holding the man's body from the top with all his might.

From the state of destroying the armor and piercing it against his back, the eartip of the spear continues to twitch and push through the flesh, slowly invading it.

In other words, it is not the sheer magnitude of the damage that is causing the enemy to kneel now. It's the super weight of a vast caged spear of magic and the tremendous kinetic energy of a magic guide that strikes from right above.

"but uhhhhh......!

A man raises a scream of anguish, and on the mouth of his mask, there is a bubble of boil and blood erupting.

Its hands and feet, succumbed to the black gravity produced by the Magic Guide, finally began to penetrate deeply into the ground.

"... does this still not penetrate? What a sturdy body he is."

Surprising voices were inadvertently leaking from my mouth, which was supposed to be unilaterally attacking.

The spear tip still hasn't completely pierced his torso, even though he's been pushing the "Big Spear of the Earth" with almost the maximum output from earlier.

The speed of spear invasion has dropped dramatically from around the tip reaching the scapula.

I'm stuck in a horrible, stubborn skeleton, and I can't even penetrate my magical powers.

By the pressure of the Magic Guide, the earth is being destroyed more and more. The giant crack that broke out was finally trying to reach near my feet.

Even so, the damaged area hasn't expanded as much on the core guy's flesh itself.

It was a really strange sight.

"The Great Spear of the Earth" belongs to a magical system attack that seems to be compatible with magic warriors. Besides, this blow is letting him hit with a perfect timing unintentional blow. I can put it on me now, it was probably the best attack. Does this not even make a decision?

What physical strength.

It is no longer a dimension of whether humans are sturdy or not. It's a complete monster.

"What the hell did you do to me?"

The masked man's face turned this way again.

A red lens that covers the eyes of his strangely designed mask. The intense killing released over that light-colored crystal annoys my entire body.

"Ha, ha, there's garbage, this, there's garbage...! I'm not supposed to lose...! I am the" most powerful proximity ", the king of blood demons......! In this place, when a miscellaneous fish mob from another world in this place, you lose, you can't be......!

Shortly afterwards, his mouth scattered with blood bubbles ripped to the left and right in an impossible way.

"Lose, should be, hey, I guess, ahhh"

Oh, my God, the man's left hand moved.

His arms are stretched straight to his waist. Only with the power of a single right arm that trembles, it supports your torso, which is crushing.

"Can this guy still move out of this state..."

I was suspicious of my eyes.

I don't believe it. It wasn't just that I was holding it down from the top with a supermassive "Big Spear of Soil". Now this man's shoulder blades are already about to be destroyed. I'm sure it's because of the convenience I feel at the tip of the spear. But how the hell could this guy move like this?

"Shit, the garbage ah......!

Finally, the man's trembling left hand gripped the pattern of the black dagger he had placed on his hips.

"Garbage... - Die Awwwwwwwwww!!!"

A black dagger was thrown with fierce momentum.

Aim, my throat.

I twisted my body a lot.

Precisely, it was moving just before the dagger was released.

From the moment he tried to reach for the dagger, he concentrated his senses sharpened by the magic guide on the dagger's movements to the extreme.

Motion of fingers covered in black hands stretching toward the pattern.

of the upper body or hips, slight rashes (...) or flow of force.

I did everything in my power to accelerate my thinking and prepend and determine the results to be guided from all my movements. That was no longer, almost even close to predicting the future.

In fact, the motion painted by the released dagger was entirely what I predicted.

Except for its incredible speed and unusual destructive power.

A black blade passes beside his sight at a tremendous speed.

A cold, sharp wind-cut sound of the liver echoed in the eardrum.

"Huh...!

"Kawawa."

It was a fairly dangerous throw of speed, but it was successfully avoided.

... I was going to, but the intense wind pressure that occurred shortly afterwards cut my shoulder.

A hunting ethno-style costume for this world, given to me by Grandma Tete. Its firmly constructed thick fabric is sliced apart.

"Seriously, Kai."

If you look, there's blood seeping through your shoulders.

It was only a shallow wound, but it was cut to the skin.

It's incredibly powerful.

The blade tip of his dagger doesn't even touch my body.

"Huh...? Hey, did you...?

The masked man's mouth was wide open.

My super evasion now seemed totally unexpected to him.

He sees me still standing, solidifies, and doesn't move blindly.

From around the nose of the man exposed to the surface of Abao, he saw a fluids that could neither bleed nor drain his nose, dripping off a muscle.

…………

I silently put my right hand on the "Big Spear of the Earth" with it stuck in the back of my enemy.

Shoulder injuries are no big deal. It's just a scratch, I don't even feel pain. There is no obstacle to chanting, nor to the operation of the Magic Guide. I'm only 100 percent, I can go full open.

Focus your entire consciousness on the black spear tip.

I breathed heavily.

And.

"- Whoa, whoa, whoa!!! Pierce, yeah!!!"

The spear that was about to stop began to spin slowly.

The swirling motion of the spear tip accelerated with the momentum required, and became a violent rotation of the drill as it was.

The meat worn in the black drill chooses and the bones shreds.

From his chosen back, blood splattered.

"Yiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!

"Whoa, whoa!!!"

My temper voice and the screaming of the masked man echo each other.

But soon, his mutilated scream wiped out my voice.

The eartips of an unscrupulously magical spear continue to sharpen fiercely with a flesh that boasts extraordinary strength.

But apparently, in this battle, in the output, my earthly demon guide was slightly winning.

The tip of the spear, which begins to win the push, is gradually, gradually, buried deep into the meat and bones of the dizzy enemy -

At one moment, I felt like I had cut something off, and the resistance disappeared all at once.

Shortly afterwards, a tremendous ground sounded and a black spear tip burst into the ground.

The Big Spear of the Earth penetrated the masked man's torso.

From the man's body, a large amount of blood burst instantaneously, like a bright red flower, and the earth, worn by a black spear, fell into great pieces.

An earthquake-like shake occurs at your feet.

The shock of destruction spreads through the surrounding earth as ripples.

A giant crater appeared on the surface, centered around a standing spear.

That was a spectacular sight, I don't think a single spear created it.

"Ooh, hiccup..."

From around the throat of a man skewered to the ground where he sank, a sound leaked that could neither speak nor breathe. And, as if it had been flushed with current, my whole body spasmed violently for a moment when I was frightened.

Shortly afterwards, his neck, Kobe, falls.

The masked man, as it were, stopped moving like he was weak.

The deafening screams that had been going on for so long had stopped perfectly at some point.

The figure of a man in a splendid armor that initially glowed black is now without a shadow to see.

It really makes me want to turn away. The armored man, crushed to pieces by the doomsday tea and patterned red and black, is skewered by a large spear and strives hard in his earthly outfit.

Between the coveted and bloody teeth that had left them open, the tongue dripped in a sloppy, purple discoloration.

"Ha, ha... Won, huh?"

I slowly wet my forehead sweat.

As soon as the tension broke, the shoulder wound suddenly tingled and hurt small.

I glanced down at the man falling and lying on the fallen earth, holding my shoulders gently.

"What the hell was that, this guy...?

I won. Indeed, I won to win.

Thanks to the fact that everyone was distracting and attracting this guy's attention, I was able to poke a gap and shower a decision from behind.

For this man, I was just one of the out-of-war men who lost the Golem and the Devil's weapon. That's why an ambush was established.

But fulfill......

If we were fighting one-on-one from the front as people who could use each other's magic guidance, would I have been able to beat this guy?

The resulting schematic is the form I almost beat intact, but there was probably no significant difference that far between this man and my fighting power.

No, on the contrary, in the unlikely event of being fleshy over the shooting of a dirt demon, there wouldn't have been a winning chance for me to be inferior to white soldier capability. The amazing power of this guy is that he plays off my only melee weapon, the Battle Axe of the Earth, without any small work.

"I have to be able to strike by accident, it could have sucked..."

I couldn't stop the cold sweat.