I see your code (128)
Aww!
An unbelievable roar resounds that steel and skin have collided. Only in the aftermath of the collision, the wall was on the verge of collapse in an instant.
I muttered quietly as I watched the falling stones.
“Is it an exploration? You are more careful than you think.”
—… … What do you mean by exploration?
Suba asked in a voice that sounded absurd.
Well, from his point of view, that might look great. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen a fight like that.
“The two of us are together, but there’s no way the surroundings can’t be like that. It’s definitely not power.”
—… … It doesn’t look very good though.
“If the two of you did it right, the area around there would have already become a plain.”
Rather, it would be good enough. Because the walls of this world were not built assuming high-ranking people like that. It’s wrong to have high hopes for something that you just wanted to stop a few orcs from in the first place.
How long are you going to be like that?
I opened the watch that was hanging around my neck and checked the time. As I couldn’t drag it out much in conversation, I wish I could have dragged it on for a little longer, even in the search battles.
Could it be a sin to think like that?
“It looks like the warm-up is done.”
Vincent said that as he was afraid to lift his sword to Baphomet.
No, it’s a warm-up, a warm-up, do it right! There’s no way your body can heal after just a few bumps!
I shouted to myself, but it seems that I don’t have the same ability as Byron. Vincent and Baphomet began to raise their magic, whether they had just reached an agreement with that word.
Damn, I’ll just take a look without thinking. Whenever I think of something, this is the case.
I sighed and opened my mouth.
“Suba. Have your cannons ready.”
—… … Are you talking about cannons? Is there no need for that? Sir Vincent seems to have the advantage.
“Just fill it out. Output to the maximum possible.”
Watching Vincent drive Baphomet, he spoke calmly.
“Clearly, the situation will turn around soon.”
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‘… … what?’
Vincent, who was wielding a sword, looked at Baphomet’s face and had such a question. It’s because the other person’s expression was too relaxed to be pushed back. No, to the extent that even the slightest bit of excitement can be seen.
‘I’m not hiding my skills.’
Thousands of hands-on experience can confirm this. Although weaker than expected, the demon was clearly in a state of full power.
If it was roughly, there should be a difference in the movement of the limbs or the breathing interval, but there was no such thing.
Vincent put back his sword and jumped back in a big jump. Baphomet lowered his embarrassmented hand and gave a puzzled expression.
-Why are you doing this all of a sudden?
“What are you hiding?”
– What are you hiding? I must have misunderstood something, but I’m doing my best right now. Are you sure you don’t mean to ridicule your opponent?
Baphomet stuck out his tongue as if he was really sorry.
―Humans in this age seem to have run out of average intelligence as well as their humanity. In the old days, no matter how much you hated me, there was no one who made fun of me.
“Don’t even think about shichimi.”
Vincent frowned slightly and raised his sword again. An explosive amount of magical power was flowing around him. Even though it was aimed at him, Balrog’s expression was filled with only interest.
“I know you are doing your best now. Doesn’t it look like I’m not smart enough to know that?”
– Then what’s the problem?
“expression.”
Vincent sighed and spit on the floor.
“As much as I have a lot of practical experience, I have a lot of human experience. Anyway, it’s the first time I’ve seen a goat’s head… … The relaxed expression you’re making right now is by no means made up. It means you left something behind.”
– Hmm… … .
Baphomet rubbed his chin and looked at Vincent. He didn’t say anything for a while, and then he chuckled.
– That’s pretty good.
Baphomet shrugged.
―As I said, I look very different from humans, so there weren’t many people who recognized my expression. In particular, you are the first person to notice that he is taking his time. It’s okay to be proud
“There are a lot of people who have a lot of experience, but I’ve only seen a few people with a face just like yours.”
– Whoo… … . Are there even humans like that? I’ll have to check it out. Yeah.
“I’m sorry, but that won’t happen.”
Vincent rotated the magic in his body again. Now that you know that you are hiding something, there will be no need for further words.
He drew his sword and rushed to Baphomet and said,
“Whatever you are aiming for, you will die here.”
Aww!
A huge groove was dug in the ground, and at the same time, the wall that was barely holding on to it collapsed helplessly. Just taking a step has created such a natural disaster.
The power of a first-class knight with a firm mind. But Baphomet looked at the scene with a leisurely smile, as if it were someone else’s business.
―This is definitely going to die.
Baphomet murmured, and placed a hand on his left horn.
―I need to see who the person you are talking about is… … . Let’s do it right a little.
That moment when the horn was broken.
drop.
The world stopped.
‘What is this… … !’
Vincent was startled by the strange phenomenon and stopped walking.
Does the world stop?
No, I was just misunderstood. Because all living things in the world stopped moving.
Thousands of steps away, the knights who were guarding this place laid their swords with bewildered faces, and the birds of the sky in the distance forgot to flap their wings and were falling to the ground.
However, it was not that the opponent was emitting any energy. Because Baphomet just stood there with his horns pulled out.
It means that such a scene was created simply by its presence.
‘… … In the worst case, estimated first-class?’
The kingdom and even him were wrong.
Did the word disaster sound funny because it was related to ogres, or was it that he was unwittingly proud of his progress?
‘… … That’s not something that can be graded.’
A monster in the abyss that has given up management in the kingdom. That monster, which had only three on the continent, appeared here and now.
—… … It’s been a really long time since I’ve shown you this.
Baphomet raised his head and took a deep breath.
It was a very normal and simple movement, but just by moving it like that, all the creatures without magic around him lost their lives.
It was because he did not have the talent to withstand the pressure of his presence.
―In the old days, there weren’t many great guys who dared to pull out their horns. This is only the third time in this world that I have done this. You can be proud of this too. It’s like reading my face before.
“… … I’d be proud of it, so I’d like to put those horns back on. Because the two sides are out of balance, the weird face has gotten weirder.”
Baphomet burst into laughter as Vincent clenched his teeth.
―You still have room to spit such a joke! What a masterpiece. If it were you, the liberation king who likes to ignore other people would have been pretty important.
“I never wished for something like the congratulations of an already dead human. Put that damn horn back on.”
– That’s a bit difficult. There are a few materials you’ll need to put it back together. If it bothers you that much, I can remove the remaining horns.
Baphomet put his hand on the remaining right horn and grinned.
-Do you want it?
“… … .”
Vincent raised his sword without saying a word.
Under the circumstances, removing that horn would certainly increase strength. It’s just the left side, but if you release the other one, the result was obvious.
Baphomet nodded satisfactorily as he saw Vincent pointing his sword at him.
―I thought you would like this half-faced look too. Everyone who fights with me is like that, and the tuberculosis disappears quickly. If you had a professional doctor, you could make quite a bit of money.
“… … Don’t gossip and run. It won’t be easy.”
A tone that seems to have already calculated defeat. A whopping first-class knight gave up on the game before even fighting.
However, Baphomet did not raise any objection. As if it were a normal thing.
– Well, don’t be too disappointed. You are a human who has entertained me for a long time, and with respect, only half of the living beings here are killed… … what?
Baphomet stopped talking and looked up at the sky. This is because an energy that clearly did not exist before was being created.
―Have you prepared an ambush over there?
“… … You sound funny. Do you think humans can fly?”
– Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot for a moment that you are an inferior race that cannot even fly.
Baphomet, who muttered in a voice not at all sorry, focused his energy on his eyes. In order not to be searched for, he could not even see the number of ants from hundreds of meters away, even with his eyes that could count.
Baphomet’s vision pierces through the clouds. The identity of the opponent was immediately revealed.
—… … ship?
It was a ship that was flying in the sky. Even Baphomet, who had lived for over a thousand years, was not a common sight, so he had no choice but to mutter blankly.
—… … Do people in today’s age know how to make such a thing?
He lowered his head again and asked, but Vincent kept his mouth shut and said nothing.
– If you don’t want to answer. At least it was fun.
Baphomet smiled and stretched out his right arm upwards. The energy that had been compressed from the sky was suddenly shooting towards him.
―Well, it was a lot of effort. It’s equivalent to a blow with all your might.
But in the end that’s all. It was not at a level that could break through his defense and give a blow.
Baphomet simply stared at the large beam of light approaching with eyes full of interest. Not long after that, hands and energy collide.
Kuwaa!
The gigantic beam of light disappeared somewhat in vain. In the same way as when he silenced Vincent’s energy, he was overwhelmed.
―The power is a bit disappointing compared to the magical power it contains. After all, it is surprising that such a thing was created with human technology.
Baphomet stretched out his right hand and looked up. very small scratches. That was all the wounds the beam of light had inflicted. He shrugged and played it right back. Jijik.
-Then let’s just stop playing. It’s about to get boring now.
At those words, Vincent raised his sword again with a nervous expression. I didn’t even put hope on that ray of light, but it was a bit of a shock to block it more easily than I thought.
Baphomet read the sentiments on Vincent’s face. I can play with it for a bit and kill it. Baphomet thought so and raised his energy.
and stopped moving.
It was because the mana, which would have been released by breaking the horns, did not move as if it had been sealed.
Baphomet’s expression hardened for the first time as the fight began.
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