Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~ Chapter 286 - Episode Thirty-Three - The Great God Kudor (7)

Chapter 286 - Episode Thirty-Three - The Great G.o.d Kudor (7)

I look at Peter out of the corner of my eye as I follow the oncoming movement of Kudor.

“Wake up!”

Peter is pointing his Staff of Zolomonia at Myunhi.

Myunhi opens her eyes under the magic of awakening.

“Pe, Peter, sama ……? What, what happened ……?”

Zolomonia, who floats behind Peter, looks at him admiringly.

“As expected of Peter. Even after all that, you still value the power of this mistress as a catalyst for magic. You just can’t be honest. I don’t mind your pragmatism, even though you have a spare wand.”

“You shut your mouth!”

Peter threatened Zolomonia and then turned his attention back to Myunhi.

“Myunhi, take Mea-chan with you and get out of here. She resisted, so I put her to sleep. If you fail, I’ll be cursed to death, so do me a favor.”

Peter looked behind his mask and pointed to Mea, who was holding her bow at some distance.

“Y, yeah, …… Peter-sama is, well……”

“…… I’m going to stay here. I have not yet accomplished what I came here to do. I can’t just run away.”

“The-, then I’ll stay with you!”

Peter remained silent for a few seconds and then laughed at Myunhi’s words.

“Don’t be ridiculous. It’s not a situation where you can stay behind and help. I have no intention of making a subordinate out of a fool who can’t listen to orders. Hurry up and go!”

After Peter’s reprimand, Myunhi was still hesitant, but eventually, she nodded her head and said in a faint voice, “Yes ……” and ran off with Mea on her back.

Pe-, Peter-san ……

I’m sorry I’m acting like a big shot now, but I don’t think Peter staying here is going to help.

I return my attention to the approaching Kudor.

Kudor, a deformed ma.s.s of flesh with countless tentacles clinging to it, kicked the ground and jumped up.

The huge body falls toward me.

The tentacles spread out and stretch out to go around my body.

“Wind, form, arrow.”

With my chanting, seven magic circles emerge.

Since I didn’t think I could finish them off with this, I narrowed down the number of arrows, since I couldn’t pour all my concentration resources into the wind arrows.

However, the number of magic activations is supplemented by the Ortem call.

At the same time, the mouths of two of the three normal Ortems that I had summoned through teleportation lit up with a glow of magical power, and they chanted in an awkward voice that resembled mine.

“Wind, form, arrow.”

Fourteen magic circles float around the two totems.

Together with mine, that’s twenty-one shots.

It’s really a triple chant.

First, use these 21 magic arrows to see how Kudor reacts in the air.

“Twenty-One magic circle is conjured with the parallel development!? You can exceed Yohanan’s power in his prime of more than twenty!? I don’t think the number of the controllable magic circle is the only thing that determines your value as a sorcerer, but this is ……!”

I point the tip of my wand at Kudor.

Twenty-one wind arrows flew toward Kudor with a roar.

The magic tailed off, and several white straight lines seemed to stretch out from the floor.

The wind arrows attacked Kudor’s flesh from all directions.

Kudor folded his outstretched tentacles to cover and guard himself.

Twenty-one arrows pierced Kudor’s tentacles one after another and dispersed.

The wind arrows that s.n.a.t.c.hed Kudor’s tentacles and hit the ceiling pierced cleanly through the area they hit.

A small dent appeared in Kudor’s tentacle where the arrow struck, but that was all.

It’s as st.u.r.dy as you’d expect.

“With that level, that’s the extent of it huh ……”

After all, simple magic is no better than stroking to Kudor.

He could prevent it, but I can’t tell if Kudor really needed a guard or not.

But it served its purpose.

Kudor’s body is being pushed up by the wind arrows, extending his dwell time.

I can still pursue him.

This is why I didn’t use the World Tree’s Ortem in the Ortem Call, and why I didn’t use my resources to increase the number of magic circles, leaving me with more power.

“This is, pain ……? Impossible, for a mere human being’s magic power who hasn’t been spiritified to make me feel pain, there’s no way …… Is my body getting weaker?”

Kudor is confused.

I don’t know what he’s thinking, but it’s definitely an opportunity.

“Flame, form, ball”

Following my chant, the World Tree Ortem repeated the same chant.

Two b.a.l.l.s of flame floating in the air. I pour my magic power to the limit into the ball of flame that is held in a spherical boundary, and before the sphere boundary collapses, I launch them vertically at Kudor above my head.

It’s a double Abel ball with an Ortem call.

The two dazzling b.a.l.l.s of light go straight ahead, distorting the dimension that can be seen on the other side.

As my vision faded from the overwhelming light emitted by the Abelian ball, I saw Kudor trying to get rid of the two Abel ball with his tentacles.

The sound of rupture echoed, and several tentacles were torn from Kudor’s shadow in the light.

The obstruction of vision by the strong light of the Abel ball ended, and I saw that Kudor’s tentacles, which had blocked the Abel ball, were charred black.

The two surrounding tentacles that Kudor tried to get rid of Abel’s ball were likewise charred and beginning to fall apart.

“M-My tentacles are being burned off by a human’s magical output? Why, why, why is this happening ……?”

“Huh, it’s normally dealing damage more than I thought ……?”

He’s the G.o.d of G.o.ds, the Great G.o.d Kudor.

I had absolute confidence in my Abel ball, but I didn’t think I could inflict this much external wounds on Kudor.

P-Perhaps I can push on just like this ……?