Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

421 Sixty-seven stories Empty Ear Length Army ③

It was the day of the Moon Festival (Dinmay) after the departure of Phage territory aboard the Puppet Dragon Ketzalkoattle.

"Well, it's just a land of the sky."

I say so with my current sight in sight.

The kingdom of the sky (Alfheim) was the most fantastic looking city I've seen since I came to the world.

Of course it is true that a huge continent floats above the clouds, but the streets of the city were a string of white buildings, like huge buildings and beautiful.

And most importantly, he was overwhelmed by giant trees so tall that they could wear rainbow leaves behind him.

It is also wide, but more than ten times the height of the Tokyo Tower alone.

A wall that should be high is like a miniature toy compared to the giant tree behind it.

... I must turn the High Elves to the enemy, a species that has the highest magical aptitude to live here.

There will be no reconciliation.

As Devin once met in the tower of Altamia did, High Elves never admit that other races are on an equal footing with themselves.

I'm sure there will be no forgiveness for foreign objects that have entered this heavenly sanctuary.

... Puppet Dragon Ketzalkoattle has an autem on it that reminds Count Julem of his magical powers, but he hasn't responded yet.

I ask myself, I don't think I've ever come this far and taken it off.

No, the land of the sky (Alfheim) is vast.

Until we jump from corner to corner, I can't be sure there's no Count Jurem here.

And when we came to the kingdom of the sky (Alfheim), the moon (Din), which looked even bigger from the earth, was clearly unusual in size.

There are twenty times as many as usual.

If it is approaching at this pace, it makes me anxious to see if it will eventually fall to this planet.

What the moon (din) is related to, at least, shouldn't be a mistake.

In the meantime, it was decided to drastically slow down the puppet dragon Quetzalcoattle to ensure sensing worked.

Finally, as they entered the kingdom of the sky (Alfheim), the high elves began to come out of the building, pointing at me and shouting something.

There's too much distance, I don't know what you're talking about, but I could only imagine not being friendly.

"প ু ত ু ল (doll) দ খ ল (dance)"

I'm a six-armed autoem by my side... manipulating my wand toward the Babylon 8000.

This was originally a puppet doll with a demon shell tree named Eberle Bourne, and besides excelling in combat abilities, it can emit demon-specific waves of thought.

Now you can make my voice heard by the far lower high elves.

"Listen to me! I didn't come here to fight! I really have a daughter to look for here! I know it's an impossible favor, but can you let me through!

Babylon 8000 emits waves of thought.

The high elves hardened as if frightened by the waves of thought, but some took out their wands one after the other and waved them, summoning their winged horses.

Metastatic witchcraft requires magic proportional to the distance squares.

If you're a warcraft, you can't easily call that far with metastatic magic.

Perhaps that... is Pegasus.

Pegasus is a spiritual beast that is supposed to live only in the kingdom of the sky (Alfheim).

I only knew it in the literature, but no doubt about it.

The Spirit Body greatly reduces magic drain caused by metastatic magic.

There will be hundreds of them, high elves across Pegasus, flying to the puppet dragon Ketzalkoattle.

Everyone was a terrible sword screen.

... they are of high pride.

I knew I would never forgive a heretic encroachment on the Holy Land.

The battle is inevitable.

I manipulated three of the fifty otems on the surface of the Puppet Dragon Ketzalkoattle and placed them on the edge of the Puppet Dragon Ketzalkoattle.

As a result, there are five times as many otems hidden inside, so that even the Puppet Dragon Quetzalcoatl can summon an army of otems as soon as it is close by.

"ত ু র প ু ন (smell it)!"

I shouted and waved my wand, floating the magic formation.

I degenerate the atmospheric ingredients and spirits with my own magic to bind them to my liking and let down a chunk of water from the magic formation.

Continue to smell and drain the waterfall liquid from the magic formation.

The chunks of water diffuse and scatter down.

Regardless, this is not just water.

It is water that boasts tremendous adhesion.

Once attached to the object, the object will never be released until the magic is exhausted and the magic is dissolved and the water itself returns to its original component.

"" "ত ু র প ু ন (smell it)!" "

The quadruple chant (Autoem Cartel) was activated.

A trio of autems standing on the edge shine a light, moving their mouths gushing and uttering words, floating a magical formation similar to mine.

Like me, water waterfalls began to drool over the heads of the trio of autems.

My smelled water pours down under the puppet dragon Ketzalkoattle like rain.

The high elves raised the scream of the nasal shout.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

"What is this? Ahhhhh!

One after the other, the High Elf was amazed by the water wrapped around his body, and the more he leaned back, the more his posture was fixed, and he fell miserably as he screamed in strange poses like yoga.

The muddy spiritual beasts desperately follow the Lord down to the earth.

"You! What a grudge and pointless humiliation of my countrymen! Expose your neck to this sanctuary. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

One fell again.

I wouldn't have done anything if I'd just knocked out the high elves... it would have been convenient for me to break in here.

I didn't want to get the dead on the high elf side as much as possible.

I'm just here to find Mere and Count Jurem.

Several high elves attempted to approach me by circling from side to side and back to top, but they were all bounced off by an auto-deployed junction.

Then I tilted the magic formation and hung the smelting water on the falling high elves.

He stuck it to the floor like a cockroach wheel in his previous life and shook his only moving neck with great momentum.

Because it doesn't necessarily mean he won't jump up again, yeah.

When I tried to keep moving forward like this...... I learned strange magic.

In the middle of a series of buildings in the kingdom of the sky (Alfheim), there was something like a giant palace that emitted a majestic atmosphere.

On its roof stood a light blue haired high elf on a large pegasus surrounded by rainbow light.

It was woven with brilliant clothes, and its head was ridden with crowns of gold imitating spreads and flowers.

Obviously, things were different with the other high elves.

When he looked up at me in the sky, he had an evil grin.

"That's unpleasant... that a thin, dirty Marlen stands in heaven more than the rest"

Thought waves came to me.

Thought waves can usually only be used by demons.

Perhaps he was letting that rainbow pegasus speak for him.