"Ray, don't be careless. for I don't think such a monster would die with a spear stuck in his right eye and throat."

　As Egrett approaches him with a spear in his right eye, he says so to Ray, who is carefully closing in on him with a death size.
　Hendeca screams, shooting an arrow at Ray's back, which nods to him, into a rampaging REM race on the ground.

"Mr. Ray, wouldn't magic be better than attacking with that scythe?"

　The arrow shot is aimed at Remrath's head, but it hits his torso, not his head, perhaps because of the pain and impact of a spear through his right eye and throat, and slips his arrowhead in the purple corrosive liquid corroded with purple. When the arrowhead fell to the ground, it was already decayed by the influence of corrosive liquid.
　Watching it, Ray shakes his head from side to side at Hendeka's words as he ponders how to deliver a death-size blow.

"If that corrosive liquid that covers the surface of the body evaporates, the damage will surely increase. So... oh my gosh!"

　Ray tried to kill the REM race at once by cutting off his head in a single shot by Death Size, but the REM race that was raging around the ground must have noticed the danger of his life. He keeps Ray in check as he tries to get close to him with a big shake of his head.
　If Ray was in perfect condition, he could have scratched a blow to the neck and approached the REM race and delivered a fatal blow. But as he tried to take the first step, his side ached and slowed down.

(Well, it's not broken, but it's still a pain.)

　They find it difficult to narrow the distance by themselves, clapping their tongues inside.

(Then all you have to do is use a means other than yourself!)

　Shout out loud as he watches Rem race, which endures pain but never releases his guard.

"Egrett, Miloire, and Hendeca, please distract the attention of the Rem race. while I'm at it, I'm going to make a deadly attack!"

　At the same time, he takes a spear out of the mistling and throws it at the face of the REM race to check.
　At this time, it was frustrating for the Reys to not be able to attack because the body, which was the largest and easiest to aim at, was covered with corrosive liquid, and it was advantageous for the Rem race.
　Still, Remrace, who cannot help but watch Ray's blow through his throat, shakes his head wide and plays the thrown spear with his bare tusks, shedding tears of blood from his right eye.

"Set!"
"Gurling!"

　The instant response to Ray's cry without missing the moment Remrace took action, Seto quickly descends from the sky. Just as he passes by Ray, he jumps on Sett's back.

"Slip!"

　Ray frowns at the dull pain in his side because of the shock.
　But of course, Remrace doesn't have to take such a situation into consideration, and he shakes his head wide, bounces arrows and stones, and attacks Rey and Sett, who are mortally wounded.

"Fly off!"

　Desized towards Remrace, who was opening his mouth wide and thrusting his sharp tusks at himself and Seto, the flying sword fired from the blade had left him with a slight wound to the root of his mouth.

(Well, even without that corrosive liquid, the damage done by flying is only a scratch.)

　Ray clapped his tongue as he watched it, but the next moment he couldn't help but be amazed.

"What!"
"Glu? ...Glu! Gluh!"

　Seto turns his eyes to the ground in response to Ray's astonishment, but soon makes a cry of astonishment, just like Ray's.
　It's no wonder. The Lem Race, which boasts a body length of over 30 meters, seemed to be getting smaller and smaller.
　To be more precise, the color of the body's surface had changed to blend from the edge of the body into the surrounding scene.
　The unexpected sight quickly cools Ray down after a moment of astonishment.

(I see. Wasn't it simply because they were operating on the seabed that nobody had ever seen a REM race while sinking so many ships? I don't know if I can consciously change the color of my body, but if I can still change my body color to blend in with my surroundings in the sea, it's only natural that I can't find it. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

　muttering inwardly as he swirled wide above and turned again towards Remrace.
　In fact, on the ground, Egrett yelled at Hendeka, who was stunned by the sudden change in the REM race, and resumed his attack.

"Even if you blend in with your surroundings, it doesn't mean you disappear completely, and if the attack hits you, you'll get it right. Well, it hurts to see that corrosive liquid gone out of sight."

　a purple corrosive oozing from the surface of the REM race The liquid, which greatly reduced the sharpness of the weapon and even corroded it, changed its color to the corroded liquid, although it had been poisonous purple a little while ago.

"The least I can save is that I can't use the water brace any more... that's not definite, either. Oops!"

　It may not be a substitute for a water brace, but the next moment, the Lem race, which is more than 30m long and coiled, attacks with its tusks exposed, aiming to bite like a spring.
　Those who were there saw a sight of a body much larger than Seto jumping in the sky, which in a way was the only way to escape from reality.
　Nevertheless, it's fair to say Seto.o.o.a set. With its wings flapping wide, it distanced itself from the Lem Race approaching it, and barely escaped from its deadly jaw just before being bitten.
　At the same time, Ray throws the spear again from the mistling towards the falling REM race. It wasn't standing on the ground, it wasn't as powerful as it was throwing in a situation where the lower half of the body was not stable, but it still succeeded in piercing the head of the REM race.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

　a rem race that screams chagrinedly, perhaps because it is a pain stuck in the head or because of the avoidance of its own tusks.
　Watching it with a sigh of relief from the sky, Remrace rewinds himself.

"It's hard to grasp the sense of distance, perhaps because it's half-protective. Besides, I wonder why they act normally on land when they look nothing but sea serpents in the first place."
"Ringling!"

　Complaining later nods to Seto, who whips his throat, and thinks about the means of attack.

(If the attack from the outside is not effective, then surely the "dancing blazing snake" is effective.) The body is a corrosive liquid, and it's called a death-size... Wait, wait, if it's in a state of magic, can't you ignore the corrosive liquid?)

　I feel a flash of excitement at the idea, but I shake my head right away.

(No, it's quite possible, but on the contrary, we can't rule out the possibility of being managed by that corrosive solution. Besides, given the thickness of the torso, you'll have to use a lot of magic to cut it off in a death-size attack. Then, after all, it's best to have a dance-dancing blaze on your head, but that giant body... No, wait. I was originally going to use the dance and dance, because I expected the magic of fire to be less effective for REM races in the sea. Indeed, the current REM race is not easy to attack because it emits corrosive liquid from the torso, but in that case, the head, the head...? Those who are bigger than themselves are limited to attacking from within. and I have the means.)

　A set against a REM race that is coiled up and looking for a gap, and a REM race that jumps in the sky. Apart from the tense interactions between the two monsters, Ray quickly gathers his thoughts in his head. It was possible because Ray and Sett, one by one, and on the other hand, Remrace, one, had to concentrate on watching Sett's gap.
　Also, Seto is not the only one among Ray's companions. This time alone, Egrett, Miloire and Hendeka have iced bird Shen, who can fly as well as well.
　The three and one of them launch an attack on Lem Race, which is coiled up in favor of Ray and Sett.
　Of course it could not do fatal damage, but it was still possible to distract and distract the REM race.
　Even in the REM race, I felt that the attack around me was a hindrance, but I couldn't break my concentration against one person and one of them flying in front of me.
　As the situation continues for a few minutes, Ray caresses Sett on the neck as if determined.

"Set, I came up with a way to defeat him. If things go well, we'll be able to defeat him. But there is a considerable risk instead. --but will you trust me?"
"Ringling!"

　Ray's words made me take it for granted that I didn't hesitate for a moment.
　Ray talks about his strategy with a smile on his face.

"It's easy to do. In that huge mouth of Remrace, he throws a barrel of scrap iron and blade fragments from the battle against the Imperial Army of Bestia, over which he knocks the magic of fire. I'll chop his head from the inside with a barrel explosion."
"Glu?"

　Although Seto wails anxiously at the act of putting not only himself but also his partner Ray at risk, Ray caresses his neck as if he didn't have to worry.

"I believe in you too, just as you believe in me." So... Seto, jump into the REM race and get close to the limit. Then I'll manage to get away from him before that fang hits me. ...what do you think?""Grull!"

　A set that sings high with the will to leave it to you.
　Then, the next moment he cries, he flaps his wings wide and plunges into the winding Rem race.
　Of course, it's not a REM race watching it silently, it's a set that runs straight into you, it's a timing... the moment you try to jump.

"Cheer up!"

　Sheen, who was approaching Lem Race from the opposite side of Seto, creates nearly 30 ice arrows and shoots them off.
　Most of them hit the fuselage, slipping through the corrosive fluid and failing to do effective damage, but some of them pierced the back of the head, causing some damage and, above all, disturbing the concentration of REM races.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

　A moment's delay. I jumped up to make up for that delay, and I raised my mouth wide to eat up the set that came straight to me...

"I can't eat it!"

　With Ray's all-out cry, he uses Seto's speed to force the barrel out of the mistling into the mouth of the Rem race, lifting it with only his right hand.

"Share!"

　You must have suddenly noticed something tossed into your mouth. a frantic REM race But the embarrassment will still continue.

"Fire, burn the enemy according to my will."

　Ray chants a short spell by changing the death size he held in his left hand to his right hand.
　At present, what is needed is not magic of long chanting and high power, but magic of short chanting and moderate power.

(And while the power is great, it is possible to increase it forcefully with its magical powers!)

　The power of magic is determined by the composition of the spell and by the magic power it consumes. A short spell is generally less effective in amplifying magic, while a long spell is generally more efficient in amplifying magic. However, if you increase the magic to the extreme, you will end up with magic with high power, no matter how low the amplification efficiency of magic is.
　And Ray had put a great deal of magic into this spell, which he could use, but which was short.
　Near the death-size blade, a fireball 30 cm in diameter appears.

"The Fireballs

　Extremely magical, the flames fly along Ray's wavy death-size trajectory.
　and he was let go like a barrel thrown into the mouth of Remrace."

"Set!"
"Ringling!"

　In response to Ray's call, he wags his wings wide and leaves the front of the REM race.
　Lem Race glanced at one of them for a moment.
　It's roaring!
　The next moment a barrel thrown into the mouth explodes with a fireball.
　The inside of the mouth is cut with all kinds of cutlery and burned at the same time, and the power is not limited only to the inside of the mouth, but also to blasting the head itself and splashing out large pieces of meat, bones, blood, brains, burnt eyeballs, and so on.





　Adventurers from the city of Emocion finally arrived at the scene and saw four and two of them lying on the ground nearly 30 meters long, sitting on the ground beside them, soaking in the afterglow of fierce fighting.