171 167 得意分野でのトラブル解決は後に火消し要員として。 (2/2)
The rich natural space that was once called the forest of spirits has disappeared, the trees are dead, the soil is dirty, and the springs have turned into poison.
The environment is too harsh for a living being to survive.
It's not that the space is polluted, but in the forest of spirits, you light the cigarette you were hesitant to smoke, breathe in the smoke as hard as you can and spit out the white smoke.
The miasma has caused the white smoke to disappear quickly, but it served to attract the attention of the immortals.
You'll be able to find a lot more than just a sharp gaze, but also a sticky gaze that's uncomfortable.
I thought of the culprit who did this, wondering how he or she managed to create such a space, and wondered if he or she didn't think about the inconvenience, but in the end, I simply said that the culprit was an idiot and put him or her in a corner of my mind.
Well, it's time for overtime. It's overtime. Overtime, even for the service. Oh, is it an occupational hazard that you get depressed just hearing the word ”overtime”?
You pull out the mineral tree in an attempt to get some closure before the supervisor's unit arrives.
You grimace slightly at your partner, who pulsed to convey his disgust at cutting this existence.
Yeah, I know how you feel, but just don't bend your belly button, buddy, I'll take care of it later. I'll be in real trouble if you bend it here. I don't want to have to deal with these guys with my bare hands.
I'd like to fight a better opponent if I had to,” he says, not knowing whether his aversion to combat has been paralyzed or not.
I'm counting on my partner to pulsate as he communicates his understanding and intent.
Regardless of my state of mind, I let out a shout of joy that my quarry has arrived, and a swarm of immortals is approaching from all directions like a swarm.
They are closing the distance in the blink of an eye with the momentum that should be called a rage, and they are attacking me.
”Ah~ It's still a strange sensation when you cut off. Can we get used to this during this battle?
Still, I swing the mineral tree unhurriedly.
Physically, or in this case, better to say weight-wise.
Normally, even if I cut down the lead enemy to one side, my body would be swallowed by the wave of the undead before its followers could launch another attack.
But I wasn't afraid of that now.
Anyway.
”Well, what's next?
That's because that's what happens when you make a normal slash.
At that pace, I would definitely have been outnumbered by the violence of the undead.
But I can make a double-digit slash in the blink of an eye.
In addition, the slashes are in the realm of concepts or thoughts that can cut through things that can never be cut physically.
What's the result?
Needless to say, the results speak for themselves.
The storm known as the slash struck the undead.
I felt the gusts of wind that came from such a sword strike and suddenly I thought.
Perhaps, in a sense, it was a foregone conclusion that Instructor Kio's initial attack on me during the rookie training was the wrong one.
It's hard to maintain force.
Despite a light swing, I was still able to unleash a single sword against the majority of the immortals that rushed toward me.
It takes only a few moments to make them realize that they have been cut, and before they know it, their necks and torso, their bodies vertically, their upper and lower bodies, depending on where they were cut, are parted in tears.
It is a sword that brings back the lifeless to death.
He had mastered it.
I stepped into the realm of the undead as casually as if I were going for a slow walk, but there was nothing to stop me.
Ah~ The air is bad. Didn't the guy who did this learn from his parents not to bother other people? Oh, I guess they didn't learn, or else they wouldn't have done this. Or maybe you're an idiot who thinks it's the right thing to do, or maybe your brain structure is just not right.
I didn't feel good about the job and complained to the person who caused the incident to distract me, but I didn't have the option of not doing it, so I moved my mouth and mine quietly.
You literally cut down enemies attacking from all directions, front, back, left, right, and above the ground, and walk towards the increasingly dense miasma.
The miasma is a miasma that has been in use for years.
Each time there was more, my arms would waver for a moment without leaving even an afterimage.
With that alone, the skeleton is divided into three equal parts with its armor, and the zombie turns into a body-only doll, and the ghost vanishes without a trace.
The worm.
For the umpteenth time, a zombie worm rips out of the ground, opening its big mouth and revealing its uneven fangs, hoping to bite me.
”Hmph!
With the slightest pause for breath and force, the zombie worm's mouth is cut into little pieces, and the pieces of flesh, along with the blood, are scattered by the shockwave created when it is swept out.
A natural claymore, the worm's fangs are included in the flying debris, and the fangs attack zombies and skeletons, causing damage throughout the area.
”Ah, a Lesser Rich?
Magic is the same way.
It uses magic to detect flying fireballs and dissipate them with a slash before their heat reaches you.
If ice, wind, stone, and darkness are all made of magic, then you can make magic power crawl through the mineral tree to break the spell.
The instructor's teachings were truly the polar opposite, but they were also the truth.
At the time, I thought it sounded like a rhetorical suggestion to cut through a tsunami with a water cutter, but when I tried it, I was right.
In the distance, I can see the Lesser Rich casting a spell, seemingly perplexed that I've counteracted the magic with a slash.
”So, what's next, the physical?
The more time I spend fighting with a confused opponent, the more I see what I need to do next.
Kenjutsu is now in the realm of the inhuman, but the way you move your body has not yet caught up with it.
Now I can run through 100 meters in a couple of seconds, but it's still not enough.
Although you are not physically overwhelmed when swinging the mineral tree, you still have the feeling that you are not able to fully utilize your body.
You'll be able to step into the realm of the future if you train your body more.
It's a good thing that you're able to have a good idea of what's to come, but from the Lesser Rich's point of view, I'm a nightmare, cutting down on magic and running through at a speed from which I can't escape.
The miasma is a miasma that has been around for a long time, and it's not something that can be easily ignored.
The miasma density begins to emit a visible purple smoke.
The miasma of the miasma is proportional to the concentration of black magic, the source of this immortal must be around.
I'm relieved to see that my fears were unfounded.
The destination is near, and as I was vaguely aware of this, something passes above me.
A huge body flew in to block the slight moonlight that illuminates this hellish place.
Is it a gatekeeper or a guardian? It's been a long time since we've fought a dragon zombie. And there are two of them!
The dragon's strong body still poses a threat even in its decomposed body.
I'm sure its flesh is decomposed, its green scales, which would have been fine in its lifetime, are dirty and its wings are full of holes.
Such a huge body creates a huge impact when it lands, one blocking my path and the other taking a position to cut off my path.
The point Vals sent me to can't be too far from my destination.
I've been physically moving for an hour.
”I'll just knock it over and finish my overtime and get a drink.
Without worrying that the end was in sight, and with a natural effort, I set out to slay the dragon zombies.
Word of the Day
I'm happy to see you get better at your job, but I'm not happy to see the hassle that comes with it.
Am I the only one who thinks so?