10th floor – Lv. 1050 Ancient Heroes (2)
Clearly, the two spirits and elves were desperate to see Sylphid with their eyes open in the midst of it.
Even though his consciousness was blown away, it seems that his eyes were awakened by the summoning of the king of spirits.
Even though I tried my best to keep my eyes open, I couldn’t help but toss the bottle away from the sight of him trying to black out.
It’s difficult if everyone can’t breathe, so it forms a dome of air up to the location where the fairies are around.
It was unable to cool the heat, but as soon as the cryogen shakes its hand, it returns to normal temperature.
I don’t sweat, but a lot of elves do sweat.
Everyone’s complexion becomes more comfortable.
He is a [hero unit] and Nabal, and there are many cases where he does not have immunity to the environment.
Then, it is physical strength that can withstand it, but there is no way fairies have better physical strength than Greenskin.
It wasn’t good in the long run, but it was resolved in such a timely manner, so there is no problem.
At first, the high-pressure air bomb that Sylphid fired had already become something that could not be called air.
Compression generates higher heat than expected.
The ultra-high pressure air sphere achieved by the Spirit King of the Wind created a temperature that was incomparable to that when the magic circle of the underground ruins ran wild.
Even a simple atmosphere will exceed the gaseous state if its temperature is too high.
A sphere like the dazzling sun.
plasma state.
The funny thing is that when this happens, it’s no longer wind.
You have to shoot them quickly before they get out of control by the Spirit King.
Greenskin warriors who support the retreat rush in.
Some of the shamans tried to interfere with the Elemental King’s events.
of course it doesn’t happen
Spirit is the element itself. There is no such thing as losing one’s body to another.
Instead, I start to interfere again with myself. This is a feat to take control of the Spirit King.
That also cannot be done. Even the shaman wouldn’t expect it.
If I can only slow down my attack even a little, it’s a fight of death that I try just with that thought.
At this point, I even feel like I’m the villain.
In fact, where is such a thing? In the labyrinth, nothing is as futile as the concept of evil. Everyone just moves for their own survival and profit.
Greenskin warriors moved for their own honor, and for their juniors and comrades.
All the warriors who were hit by the plasma fired at the beginning evaporated. But there were a lot of greenskins.
In a closed basement, air is also a resource. If you deal with the spirit of the wind, it’s bullets.
There were many warriors who tried to stop them from the flanks, except for the enemies that were blown away in a single blow.
About half are left and the other half runs towards the entrance.
The god of war calculated accurately.
Due to lack of air, even if Sylphid appears, it cannot be swept away like before.
Even if he is the King of Spirits, he cannot manufacture elements without it.
The Spirit King is a part of nature, not the creator.
According to the god of war, more than half of the troops will go out alive.
And maybe a large army is stationed outside.
Greenskins don’t do more detailed work than that. Because even retreat is called a rear assault.
However, if there is a mistake in the god of war, it is the fact that there are few exiles who are as efficacious as me.
* * *
The two shamans did not witness the end of the great warrior Arak.
The vacuum was not a comfortable environment for them, who were also excellent shamans.
The atmosphere disappeared and the heat conduction stopped, but now I can’t breathe.
No magic can create something out of nothing. If that’s possible, I’d say it’s a god, but I’m not a wizard.
The god of war has given power over a wide area.
The greenskins who were conducting a rear charge in the underground maze became stronger and their endurance improved.
The body has also become less demanding of oxygen.
They can’t talk, so they run and beckon. We could talk to each other through magic, but it wasn’t that much of a situation.
The successor had a sad expression on his face.
The senior arch shaman shook his head. He frowned and moved his thick green fingers vigorously.
Don’t think that this is the end of the story, but still, a rough gesture as if you’re an orc.
The successor straightened his expression. This time, the military was not very close.
But soon after, when the terrifying magic began to be felt from behind, a sense of crisis appeared on both of their faces.
The senior turns around and spreads the shield. The successor stopped running instead of running.
The senior shook his head. Thumbs point to the back.
The successor lowered his head.
The senior satisfactorily strengthened the shield.
But soon someone stood next to him. And he pours his magic power to build a wall.
The senior, who was trying to get angry at his successor for not listening to him, had to stop.
An old man with gray hair, rare for an Orc, was holding his staff forward.
he pats his shoulder
[Pretending to be old. greenhorn.]
In a very brief moment, the magic flow that was constructed to deliver that word flinched the arch shaman. grade is different
This is a hero from a thousand years ago.
The heated air that flew in collided with the magical barrier.
The shaman hero took the blow without difficulty.
Although the entire magic barrier shook, there was no damage other than stone dust falling from the ceiling in the wind.
[The elves must save their king. You will not be able to break this maze. Get out now.]
The senior bowed his head and ran. After ascending to the position of a great shaman in the Imperial Guard, he rarely bowed his head to others.
However, it is a different story for a shaman whose name seems familiar.
If you are a shaman, you will receive a basic history education.
That one… … .
* * *
One of the guys whom I most wanted to avoid awake was awake.
The strongest shaman of all time, Karlgrim, who is always listed in this underground maze.
Even our headmaster is a great shaman who can treat him like a child.
Now that the time of the Fairy King and the couple is still hardened, there is no way to stop them.
Signing a contract with the Spirit King was a really good thing.
Kalgrim must be on the lookout for the Spirit King, who exudes a strong presence, so I can do what I originally intended to do.
Sylphide can be maintained for about 10 seconds. And so far, about 5 seconds have passed. There is still half the time left.
The time it took to figure out the structure of this maze by moving the wind.
The attack didn’t even start.
The wind will start to blow.
* * *
The underground ruins were like a tightly sealed prison.
It’s a bit out of the way for a snowy field.
The entrance is narrow and there is only one long staircase.
Beneath them lie the warriors of old stories that are not even passed down orally.
Even with greenskin, it has sensitivity.
One ogre was watching near the entrance.
This sensible ogre thought about what kind of heroes lurked beneath him.
Of course, even the thought of wanting to compete.
Because he was so interested in the underground, he was the first to detect the sudden cry of the ground.
The ogre shouted.
It is the battlefield that God is watching.
nothing can be neglected
The commander ran out. is a friendly commander The orc warrior, who always had a blunt and solemn expression, had a dignity that would make even the ogres flinch.
The shamans gathered. It cannot be compared to the heroes in the basement, but among the existing shamans, they are fighting for the strongest.
The complexions of the shamans who had heard the cry of the earth soon turned to earthen.
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Just in time, the god of war shouted.“Get away! Get as far away from those stairs as possible!”
This was unexpected even as a god.
As it weakened, he would not intend to be buried alive by collapsing the underground labyrinth of the weakened ruins.
First of all, there is less air.
Uptime will be less.
I didn’t prepare in advance and summon the Spirit King on a large scale.
If so, I thought that with a little sacrifice, the rest of the troops and [hero units] could be taken away.
From the beginning, I couldn’t imagine that the target I was aiming for wasn’t him.
The stairs collapsed.
No, it expanded rather than collapsed.
A terrifying storm roared and the stones that formed the stairs soared high into the sky.
Even the ogres and even the trolls around them experienced the instantaneous rise of their bodies.
And a silver dragon appeared.
The size was modest. At best, it could be wrapped around a troll’s palm.
All young animals retain their cuteness.
A troll who had floated in the air for a while at the appearance of a seemingly harmless little dragon stretched out his hand blankly.
I didn’t mean to grab it or eat it. I was really just trying to touch it.
Suddenly, something like a breeze blew.
The troll split in half.
Everyone else started running. Even the shamans gave up their resistance.
Their god is making known what it is.
Even becoming a great spirit is a disaster. The King of Spirits is a natural disaster.
A storm fell from the sky. The shamans who were struggling to defend themselves felt something strange.
It was incredibly hot.
Shamans who assumed only physical defense were struck by intense heat and elements of fire.
Several people have already been burned and died. There are also ogres who have collapsed from inhaling the wrong breath.
Some of the trolls have their lungs damaged, grabbing their necks, and collapsed waiting to be regenerated.
But that too was only the beginning.
The air from all directions begins to be sucked into the small dragon.
The already heated air is compressed even more.
The dragon made them like marbles one by one and began to spit them out. Beads are placed everywhere like a bomb.
When the center became a vacuum, a fierce wind blew in the area by the air sucked in from the surrounding area.
The Greenskin army was truly terrified.
It’s okay if the wind blows violently.
But the beads of air that were gathering were unusual.
Even though God didn’t say anything, everyone charged the rear in unison.
But the marbles followed without stopping. No one could blame the warriors scattered all over the place.
It is not courage, but arrogance, not to run away from a terrifying sphere blazing like fire.
The mission of the warriors now was not to be an adversary, but to survive.
There is a struggle to live.
Exactly five more seconds passed, and all the spheres exploded in unison.
* * *
The last thing I saw in my sight were mushroom clouds of small sizes growing all at once.
Finally, Sylphid returned to the spirit world.
I vomited blood.
He didn’t die because he was a vampire, but it was too much to overdo it.
[Blood Fountain] was also consumed enormously. I’m so lucky to be a vampire who doesn’t die.
Thanks to the healing potion, the two fairies, who have become completely healthy, prick up their ears and admire.
“This is not a matter of mana management.”
“Is the idea itself so unique?”
Both are looking at each other and their eyes are shining.
And turn your head
“How did you do it! Teach me!”
“He said he’ll introduce you to the king of spirits! It’s shaped like a baby dragon, so it’s cute! Can I have it?”
Hmm, I don’t think there will be time for that, but for now, it’s a bummer. Next time we meet, I’m thinking of seriously discussing the spirits. There is no end to learning.
“Won’t you have time to clean up here and go up?”
Tidying up is needed Because not everyone thought I would attack the ground.
The god of war would have had heroes who could handle the king of spirits to protect the underground.
Because the firepower that should have gone to them was used to scorch the top.
And exactly what is to come has come.
An old orc shaman with gray hair who doesn’t seem strange even if he died sooner or later.
A black troll whose skin color is not green. This troll has a very solemn and serious expression that is not like a troll. Rather than a warrior, it seems more appropriate to be called a knight.
Finally, one bald ogre with a smooth six-pack instead of the ogre’s typical thick belly.
In terms of risk from the game days, they are the top tier greenskin named names.
Now, just by looking at his face, he can tell his name and even his fighting style. Skillset, of course.
But I have no intention of facing them head-on.
The old man groaned and fell down.
Finally, the fairy king Oberon and his wife Titania have regained their vivid colors.
Petal Fairy is a high-ranking race that is extremely specialized in the overall magic profession from the racial characteristics, and is considered to be on the same level as angels and demons.
And of course, the Fairy King couple are named petal fairies that will remain in the history of the continent.
Now you will face them. It’s time to move on to the next floor.
I’m going to leave this place behind, so I swept the ground.
The fairy king opened his eyes.
And he felt the other fairies watching him.
A smile comes to mind on a manly face that is more handsome than a sculpture.
A sweet voice leaked out.
“The fairy…”
Suddenly, his eyes turned to me.
“No, we won.”
[The God of Nature satisfies Oberon’s words.]