Destroy Meet-kun.

It's basically about destroying the core.

If you touch the meat, you will be eaten, and the magic attacks, too, will not work with the power of the line.

The position of the core came variable to Omake.

If you blame me, you're in trouble.

Conversely, however, it means that if more than a certain amount of magic attacks can be used and if the core can be destroyed, it can be defeated.

(And -)

There's plenty of water vapor going on here because they're going to buzz off the canons.

Sorcery is the generic term for the task of converting one's own magic powers into matter and phenomena, but naturally, it depends in part on the environment on the spot.

It is extremely difficult to try to set fire in the water, for example, but it is easy to make use of existing water in conjunction with magic.

"It's water vapor. Shall I make the most of it?"

The magic I use has already been decided.

Don't strain Fee too much, and yet destroy the core with a powerful attack.

It is a sorcery knitted in bitterness to intercept a multidimensional attack from our master.

A multi-stage attack, in a different approach from the 'celestial globe'.

"Hey, what is it? Suddenly, the temperature..."

Menno looked at me like he was on guard.

That's cold.

Think about what I'm gonna do.

Like they played me, I run out.

At the same time, countless arms rolled out.

"No use!

If you have the power of Phee, you will be able to tie that nasty attack with black rope!

entangle and inhibit movement.

I'll keep going straight.

'Cause that way, you'd shoot me, wouldn't you? Cannon.

"Muddy water!

Converts enemy magic into water vapor.

Before the second shot arrives, approach close range.

Practice magic.

Take in water vapor.

Using is the derivative magic of water.

Attack by ice.

However, it does not unleash simple ice columns.

I make it grow.

We already know where the core is!

Right there.

"- Tree ice!

Inside the 'meat mass', shoot in the ice.

It's an ice tree that branches and stretches.

A giant tortoise storm, skewering the inside.

It doesn't matter if the core moves.

Let the magic flow and I'll know where it is.

We blocked the escape route and countless ice columns hit us from all sides.

"~ ~ ~ ~!"

He gives a voice that is not a voice, and the 'sphere' collapses.

It melts, discoloured, just as it did in the previous hall.

"One first"

I won't stay on the spot.

I don't have time for that.

(Oh... You consume a lot less magic than the 'bomb' thing I just used...)

Knowing how to attack an opponent.

Knowing how to die.

In fact, that you're fighting once.

All of that favors the 'next' battle.

Head to the one crack in Meat that Mr. Fennel is dealing with.

The myriad arms that boast unusual power, and the cannons that can fire fast, don't make sense to me right now.

If you say there are only two ways to attack, that's no different than a puppet.

My arms are stretched.

Tie it up.

Cannon is fired.

Convert to water vapor.

"Stuffing."

Destroyed the second body.

At that moment, I understood that the enemy's squire was still extraordinary.

The third Sphere didn't come at me.

Of course, to Mr. Fennel.

On the contrary, it was turning away from this one and into one of the commas protecting Menno.

"Son of a bitch! In some cases, I can drop the King's Capital on my own, so I can easily finish it!

Back to back with words of anger, the defenses unfolding around him are thick.

This man, who can stay calm, even if he is fierce, must be true to command.

"I didn't expect to slaughter both of these monsters intact...... The guy who left it over there is going to get clammed. I don't know how, but you know where the core is. Damn, it's hard to just deal with a high elf, but I didn't know you could even let him deal with such a badass...!

Warcraft pops out of the space behind you.

A blow similar to an unintentional blow was, however, held back by a giant squirrel.

Mr. Fennel's beast demon killed it instantly.

(This spiritual beast doesn't seem to have the same reflectance rate. For me, you're a comforting ally...)

Thank God you had a strong escort.

But there's one thing I'm curious about.

Menno's eyes say he's not dead yet.

That color pointing this way, hatred.

Fear or fright, it's not there.

"... do you still have a trump card?"

I hear you felt the same thing, Mr. Fennel, asking a man a question.

With his anger-burning eyes, the submissive laughed.

"Trump card, huh? I don't know, I guess it's decided!

Billy and the hall shakes.

It seems as if the space itself is screaming.

"My revenge is just a little or softly butchered. Then I'm not satisfied...! I'm moving to ravage this country itself!

That determination, perhaps, is real.

But I learned to catch on.

I felt there was some strange discrepancy.

"Is this shake...... Huh!? Be careful, Master Alto! Something massive is about to come across the space!

Huge!?

You think something big is coming?

"Then before you do, destroy the 'Gate'!

"Let it be, it's a mess... ugh!

Cannon was fired.

I can prevent this, but I can't destroy the 'sphere' without getting close.

The man knows that, and I guess he's going to make use of Meet-kun as a 'turret'.

I regret it, but I have to say it's a good decision.

After all, as a commander, he is extremely good.

"It's a simple story, simple. Even a gladiator game would have a class division, wouldn't it? Big is already in your favor! Nothing works! Nothing's coming through! Understand the horror of being huge!

A man screams.

Mr. Fennel returned his own obedience to its original size and embraced him to shelter.

"It's very small, but there could be a space-time earthquake. Prepare for impact!

With Mr. Fennel, I rushed over to Pooh's and stretched out multiple demon walls.

Vision shakes.

My demon wall is destroyed instantly.

I managed to withstand it by layering it and generating new walls.

Around the laughing man, the beasts were dead, shaking.

And the things that show up.

That's just as big as the Obedient says it is.

That ugly 'meat chunk'.

Ridiculously large 'spheres' appeared as they destroyed the gates of the mayhem.

"Ha ha ha! Spirit Kid! Do you think the tinkering ice column in front of you will fit this size?!? It's hard work! I told you, it's a win!? I know it's a high elf, but it's a spirit, but you can't beat this guy (...) YEAH!

Oh, yeah.

At a glance.

I'm definitely a jerk.

As Menno points out, 'tree ice' rather than 'bomb' would not work either.

(And most importantly -)

Even from afar, it is the worst thing to say when you see it well.

Someone who is evacuated.

Someone who's hiding.

Someone who is desperately fighting.

Wouldn't the hearts of such people, if they saw something like this, be shattered, instead of broken?

It really leads to the collapse of the city.

And letting this guy go wild would cause further mass death.

(If the cannon at this size is released, my demon wall won't be able to crack it...)

Oh, really.

Big is a pain in the ass.

What are we gonna do?

How do you fight a guy like this!?

I think so. Little Mejed in my arm pulled the sleeve of my clothes.