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Chapter 22 Guild War: Retreat

Just when the battle line of the maze invaders has collapsed and is about to be wiped out by the guards, the demon god Nephthys takes action!

She shed tears because of the "touching" scene.

After watching the show and seeing it now, most of the reasons for taking action were definitely not temporary pity. Tears are really cheap. Nyxphia, who was knocked down but was the most conscious, thought so.

As Nephthys's tears fell, the enemy's power was greatly enhanced in an instant!

Then, all the power is directed towards the enemy himself!

Although it seems like a skill or magic that adds a frenzied state, as long as you have a sufficient understanding of the level magic system they hold, you can understand that the current situation is definitely not that.

"I am Nephthys, one of the demon gods. I am completely a bystander this time, but it has developed so far that it is too boring for bystanders - that is, the audience. Your purpose may be investigation, but if it is a decisive battle

If you know the outcome from the beginning and there is no suspense in this script, who would want to watch a drama? Sorry, sorry, I am an audience member, but I just couldn’t stand it, so I threw the popcorn on the stage."

"………………"

Although Nyxphia, who could actually speak normally because her injuries were not so severe, wanted to yell: "No demon god I know is so strong!" But she was not ignorant enough to cause this casually.

Waiting for existential attention.

Doriad, who had a splitting headache, opened her eyes slightly, and a smile appeared on her lips for a moment.

The mission was completed. Kratt and Nyxphia only knew that their combat purpose had changed from the original fire reconnaissance to a real invasion. Although they were suspected of giving up for nothing, they were overconfident in their escape methods and ended up in trouble. But they could not

What is known is that Star just asked them to take the demon who was sitting idle in their supply truck for some reason deep into the city and stimulate them to do something.

In the end, the fake act came true, and they really almost died, but the mission was indeed completed. But this was terrible. What if the being who called himself Nephthys didn't count their survival?

All the recovery items have been used up, so let’s squeeze out as much magic power as possible and use [middle cure wounds] on herself. For her height, this magic is better than nothing, at least enough to restore her mobility.

"Yes, no audience likes to be in the limelight. Maybe I should treat everyone here as ordinary people." Nephthys told them some not-so-good news, "But since I can't help but walk in

I hope you, the poor wooden actors, can at least show some talent in dancing with me so that the audience will stop throwing popcorn."

"Pfft," Krat spat blood and said, "Do you mean to ask us to be your little brothers and do odd jobs for you!"

"Well...didn't you explain it clearly enough just now? We just enjoy watching and participating. We don't have any special ideas about your purposes and means. It's just that if the results are too obvious, it will look boring."

Kratt still wanted to choke back, but the reason why he failed was because Doriad, who was pressed against him in the corner, pushed him. Although there was a big difference in physique, his posture was not good, so his four legs were unbalanced and he fell.

"Really, show me the difference, you muscular idiot."

After all, the appearance caused by Nephthys is almost the same as the well-known phenomenon of magic [frenzy], but it is just too powerful. Doriad doubts that Kratt did not see what Nephthys did just now.

How extraordinary things are.

If you cast the magic [frenzy] or a higher-level magic of the same type and add an abnormal state, it can be likened to tanks that can no longer identify ourselves and the enemy, and forcefully increase the rate of fire and the charge of the shells to kill each other regardless of the life of the weapons;

So, what Nephthys did was to fill all the gaps in the tank with more ammunition, then collide with each other, aim at the ammunition rack area and fire at each other at zero distance, and a terrible ammunition explosion occurred collectively!

[Frenzy] seems to be a chance, and Nephthys increases and controls everything accurately, even high-level magic can't do it, and Nephthys seems to have no effect at all after using such magical skills.

Judging by the tone of her voice, this was just a casual normal attack to her.

There is a more important point -

This chocolate-colored woman's mere movements will burden the space. Although it seems that as long as the endurance does not exceed the upper limit, the space will not be affected, just like a balloon is a complete balloon before it expands to explode. However,

, the feeling of being in a blocked space disappeared like a soap bubble being popped.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you all."

Doriad bowed her waist deeply. This was a natural reaction for a creature that could only crawl on the ground when facing a high-ranking presence. The reason why she did not bend her whole body to the ground was because the country she was in did not have this culture.

Then, the magic scroll of the expensive fifth-level magic [teleportation] was directly activated. Because it was knocked far away just now, everything else was lost, and the magic circle only included the three of them.

Then he disappeared into the maze together with the magic circle.

The place they returned to was the ground - the entrance to the underground labyrinth.

"Hey, find me a place farther away from the battlefield." Nyxphia complained.

"It's lucky that [teleportation] can be activated normally..." Doriad was exhausted and could only defend herself to this extent.

"Hey," Kratt said in a rough voice, "Although I still have a partial understanding of what happened just now, I think we are passively regarded as the abandoned players of some larger game?"

"Abandonment does not count, otherwise this method of retreat would not exist. In addition, if it can achieve results, it will be a bonus." Doriad replied.

"...Forget it, thinking too much is not something I can do. Anyway, just leave the rest to those two guys who keep fighting, right?"

Doriad put her hands on her temples to activate contact magic. After confirmation, she said: "Our people on the surface have been dealt with. It's safe. Let's get out."

"Well, I don't want to go down there a second time anyway." Nyxphia shrugged and walked towards the door of the room that covered the entrance.

Although the city has gone through such a battle, the city walls and general buildings are still intact, but all the mechanical combat units in the city have been destroyed by Yayaka's naval guns and Luna's armored forces.

The main responsibility of the army occupying the surface part of the maritime city is to be on guard against small groups of guards that appear to be summoned by ritual magic. Once they appear, they must immediately use superior forces to eliminate them to prevent the number of enemies from increasing significantly.

This allows Ministry of Magic personnel and exploration teams responsible for conducting various investigations to work with peace of mind.

(to be continued)


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