15th floor – Lv. 3000 Blue Dragon Arca(4)
Surprisingly, not all celestial bodies called gas planets and giant gas planets are gases.
An object of a scale called a celestial body tends to contract and compress toward the center thanks to the attractive force of its enormous mass.
In such an environment, most gases become liquids or become vaguely distinguishable between gases and liquids.
If you dig deeper into the interior, it’s solid.
Therefore, even the spirit king of the earth or the spirit king of water could have used this medium usefully, but in that case, there is a problem that the spirit is not immediate.
The thick atmospheres on the planet’s surface, which are the easiest to handle, are all gases anyway.
Sylphid raked all the atmosphere on the planet’s surface and smashed the enemy.
In the process, some substances reached almost the speed of light and changed state to something other than gas by a violent flow.
There were many substances that were not within Sylphid’s control because it was not so ‘wind’.
However, the already moving atmosphere alone, according to the previous observations of the Federation, is about 2E+22kg, or 200 years kilogram if read, the mass.
Many of them escaped Sylphid’s control in real time, but their power did not change at all.
Masses with different digits are moving from the beginning. Even 1% of this could literally wipe out a planet.
It’s so overwhelming that it makes no sense to discuss magic or physics.
overwhelming mass.
Before this, everything is equal.
The reaction of the young dragon king in front of a dimensional attack before deciding whether it was a dragon or a fleet went through several changes.
At first disbelief turned out to be, and in the next moment he accepted that it was a reality that was happening.
It is a world where there has been no contract of the Spirit King since me.
It was expected that the spirit’s power, which grew stronger as time passed and perceptions changed, was not well known.
So please don’t fall into this trap.
After almost panicking, the young dragon king gathered all his strength and began to rush at me.
Space movement, which is continuously and repeatedly cast, quickly moves a large body equivalent to a ship.
However, in front of the tsunami coming from behind it, it seemed insignificant.
Still, it’s a wise decision.
No matter how fast it moves, all that mass cannot sweep away the Empire’s fleet in an instant.
Before that, if I can do anything, I will be able to prevent the imperial fleet from being swept away by the massive mass that comes upon me, causing an abnormality in gravity.
Of course it’s not that easy.
Now I’m not pouring all my magic on Sylphid.
The level of the previous round, which was close to the clearest and the highest level in terms of simple numbers, was comparable to the level of the previous round if it was only hit with the amount of magic power.
If there is an enormous amount of mana that can be utilized, the wizard becomes like a god.
Since I, who is the subject, is still a fighter, the range is short.
However, in a situation where the magic power is surplus like this, you can simply create countless projectiles close by and shoot them.
Sylphid was my eye and my magic medium.
The silver dragon opened its mouth and radiant magical power bloomed in front of it, becoming a sphere of flame.
The name of the magic that burns with a blazing blue flame by blackbody radiation is [Hell Fire].
It is a fire magic that wizards created to imitate the sun in the night sky, and has actually surpassed even that temperature.
Hundreds of hundreds of thousands of flames are blooming.
And the flames became a curtain of bullets and were fired towards the dragon king like a wall.
If the range is reached, it can directly interfere with space movement and delay time, but this is a limitation of the class called the Matusa.
Instead, it is faster than any other class in terms of the speed at which it shoots a barrage.
He consumed magical power like crazy, and frantically printed a lot of magic.
Due to the limitation of the range, they are only magic in the form of creating and ejecting bullets.
[Lehudip’s Crystal Spear] that fires crystals of magical power that have been sharply crystallized in molecular units.
[Minus K] that forms and ejects a cryogenic sphere that is equivalent to absolute zero through magical power.
Hitting only attack magic that deals damage is not a good idea in magic warfare.
What fun without debuffs?
A sphere surrounded by a magical field that locally slows down time, or a magnetic field that slows down time itself.
Like a black hole leading into [the abyss].
All possible magical feasts embroidered the dark universe.
Bullet Hell Games I like.
how are you
* * *
All the dragons understood the situation through the cry of the dragon king.
It is the terrible exile that must be suppressed and nothing else.
There was no room for fear to resurrect.
If your life is in a state of alarm, you will become blunted to negative emotions.
Perhaps it was a demonstration of the racial pride that still remained.
The dragons, who are good at magic, grasped the current situation faster than anyone else in the Imperial Army, and, like the Dragon King, they also realized the solution.
That phenomenon was caused by the Spirit King, and the Spirit King cannot manifest if the contractor disappears.
have to kill
somehow.
at any cost.
The dragons began to evacuate from the front line quickly.
Gathered together in a flash of space using all possible means of transportation.
Dozens of dragons began to rush towards the contractor, towards the Spirit King who was manipulating the atmosphere of a planet from afar.
And soon I had to face a cloud of barrage.
It was the only thing that was too old to be hit and endure.
He tried to break through the magic barrier, but the magic that made up the magic was very vicious.
The barrier that was simply pouring out magic was easily broken. Some dragons were hit and twisted and realized the reason.
A killer code that absorbs and penetrates a simple barrier is engraved on each magic.
Instead of charging with flesh bullets, the dragons had to magically dismantle and neutralize them one by one.
There were also some dragons that hadtily moved forward and disappeared into the [Abyss].
From a magical vision, the whole world seemed to have been dyed with various magic.
The tidal wave of the barrage reflected in his sight, which was mixed with all kinds of colors, was like the coming twilight.
And they had to somehow break through the majestic and beautiful sight.
* * *
The god of war clicked his tongue saying yes.
Having accumulated various experiences as an exile, he knew that it was going to go something like this.
However, when even the capital was destroyed, it was difficult for the god of war to influence the leadership of the Imperial Army.
Ogre commanders are obviously smart, but their cleverness makes them stubborn.
If it had been a time when I was rather foolish, I would have listened obediently to the value of the name of God.
It would have been best if the kingdom could summon exiles who were followers of war.
However, it is a tutorial with few people who have gone too far.
There were very few guilds that had a newcomer leading to this server, and even fewer were those who obtained a [key item] leading to the future.
After all, there are very few exiles in the kingdom who can break into this future.
I know that some of the gods of discipline are here, but they also wish for the ruin of the empire. It doesn’t help.
As it shrinks, there is no choice but to solve it within the shrunken denomination.
Fortunately, there have always been people who fell in love with religion, and there are bound to be some with great abilities among them.
Most of the ogres have abandoned their faith in war, and many of the orcs have departed, but the trolls are a little different.
The closest thing to the word feral, the fools who giggle at the fact that God was actually an exile.
But above all else, these guys are sincere in battle and faithful to war and wildness.
The God of War liked that, so he rejected all other higher race cards and remained a troll until the end, sitting on the throne of war as a troll.
And there was still a strong warrior in the denomination that he liked enough.
Those who still retain the faith of war are at a disadvantage in their career in the military.
It is because the ogres, who have almost taken control of the top, do not favor the savage faith.
Even trolls that are smart enough to win promotions are exceptionally rare.
There aren’t many trolls that have reached the rank of general, and if there are, they’re still there.
War devotees and troll generals are even rarer.
There was one troll who overcame all the disadvantages.
The war followers of the general ranks, who served as the commander of the hand-to-hand combat command, were the great warriors of the war of this era and a troll with a stronger body than anyone else.
He was willing to sacrifice his body to the god of war for the sake of his country and for his faith.
Thus, the strongest troll this time descended on the body of the strongest troll of this era.
* * *
Ironically, the emperor of this era was a strong enough warrior, even though he had no real power.
It is only natural that he inherited the bloodline of Altair the Great, who is revered as the greatest warrior in history.
Rather, the farther away from the government, the more time and effort I was able to invest in cultivating my capabilities as a warrior.
If it was an era when force was important as in the past, it is enough [hero unit].
Also, unlike in the past, the emperor did not consider that a fair and just frontal breakthrough was the best option.
Trusting yourself and taking a more comfortable path are two different things.
As a result of negotiations with the ogre commanders, the emperor boarded the assault ship and led the detachment.
The role of this detachment is to attack the rearmost room and eliminate the powerful exile’s comrades.
I don’t know if I can take him hostage.
However, if one human girl and one vampire girl who have appeared in this universe in the past can be removed from here, it will also change history.
shame?
None of that has remained since the ogres had already taken power.
The emperor only wanted victory.
In the midst of all sorts of chaos in the center of the two armies, the emperor silently repeated the warp to the far rear, then charged.
The process may be embarrassing, but the result will be glorious.
Leaving behind the tidal wave of material that was approaching, countless assault ships advanced through the pouring shells.
* * *
The dragon’s efforts were futile, but the Spirit King’s arm, swung at an incredible speed, collided with the Empire’s fleet.
Most of the giants who tried to escape through the warp before that did not succeed.
The rapid movement of the enormous mass created an anomaly of gravity, and the warp of the extremely sensitive ship was inevitably disturbed.
The planetary fortress that had come this far was so huge that it only avoided being shattered immediately.
However, the small planet, technically a fortress the size of a satellite, could not do anything but swept away.
The huge fortress, which is rated as capable of fighting even with dragons, operated a magic furnace that was the same size as the core of the planet in its center, and spread a magic barrier.
Due to the overwhelming physical force, some areas were scattered into space.
The barrier breaks apart.
A terrifyingly overwhelming roar resounded throughout the fortress.
It might have survived for a while. However, with such a massive mass, the swing time was extremely long.
Finally, the planetary fortresses also began to collapse.
The crust of the artificial planet rises and rises.
As the shell disappears, the infrastructure inside it takes off.
In the facilities that were torn apart for thousands of kilometers, a strife unfolded.
There was no creature that could keep screaming for a long time.
The high-temperature substances that made up the atmosphere of some planets not too long ago erased them.
The planet was eroding away at a tremendous rate.
An enormous magic furnace that was playing the role of a nuclear powerhouse was revealed.
The core of the planetary fortress was torn apart, exhaling the last magical energy of its life.
crushed, torn and crushed.
The smaller and smaller fortresses of the Empire all return to cosmic dust.
It was a hellish environment where all kinds of materials ran wild and beat each other and grinded.
It was not that there was no fleet that managed to successfully warp at the last moment and survived.
But in this giant giant pawn’s universe, nothing can be done except for the giants and planetary fortresses lost.
Countless greenskins died in the midst of the swirling matter.
It was as if a new star was being born.
Even then, the aircraft with the remaining energy changed their direction.
Another wave started crashing again towards the dragons who were struggling to move forward.
The allied forces did not move even though they watched everything.
I couldn’t exactly move.
The idea of rushing over there to annihilate the remnants of the Imperial Army and claiming post-war rights crossed the minds of some commanders.
What the home country demanded was just that level of criminal record.
But there was no commander who dared to speak up to charge into that cosmic catastrophe.
They also have one life. I didn’t want to die at the hands of a subordinate.
The alliance eventually decided to remain bystanders until the end.
* * *
Exiles who challenge themselves will eventually face a space war someday.
Although it was someone else’s body, the well-trained troll’s body was satisfactory.
In the vortex of matter, the incarnation of war threw down even weapons.
Since you can’t handle the force anyway, fists are better.
The skills he had accumulated as an exile begin to take effect one by one.
Slowly walking through the empty air, as if there was land, the god of war snatched up a passing wreckage.
And I started putting it together.
It wasn’t difficult because the whole area was full of debris moving at high speed.
When it is cut, it catches the new one again and unites it.
The steel and rocks that are compressed by a terrible grip scream scream.
The result was an unusually dense sphere.
It is heated fiercely by the heat of compression, but it retains its solid form thanks to its density.
In the distance, dragons were seen flying towards the exile.
Space warfare is so bad.
Couldn’t it be a loud shout?
However, I still wanted to do that, so I inhaled the material that was swirling around me through my nose.
The gases that are sucked in with a terrifying force come out again through the vocal cords.
A battle cry that only one can hear resounds everywhere.
“Die aa”
A red divinity surrounds the sphere like a blazing fire. The god of war threw the sphere with all his might.
space is crumpled A red flash of light began to fly through the universe.