Deceased Trapped in a Game

10th floor – Lv. 1050 Ancient Heroes(1)

When the scale is small, the design is right. There are very few discrepancies.

Everything happens the way I want it to.

I’ve had that kind of experience.

However, from the 8th floor onwards, it is a series of improvisations.

Even knowing future information is just a material for improvisation.

In the first place, the future me did not write down perfect information.

It can’t be.

I just picked out the elements that are unlikely to change and delivered them.

That was until the first encounter with the Greenskin in the ruins. But after that, nothing from the future me was told.

My design was to make this inferno to earn time.

So, it was just luck that things were going well so far without any problems.

Even the fact that there are two spirits who have already woken up and are active.

[Hero unit] is a spirit samurai.

Magical sharing was possible immediately without any prior preparation.

The huge magic circle used on the 8th floor was not purely for the contract ceremony.

It includes a filtering function that erases individual colors from the magical powers provided by other spirits and restores them to their natural state.

Magical power, like fingerprints, has different colors depending on the user. This is not just about visual color.

The two spirits have been very skillfully sending out magic that erased their colors.

Attribute conversion is also perfect. Only the magical power made up of the elements of pure wind summons the Wind Spirit King.

The body is so intense that it tingles. The output itself is different compared to the collection of dozens of suitable elemental sages.

But in the meantime, he jokes around.

Instead of making an impression on the two dogs’ ears, I exercised my skills.

A streak of magical energy like a thread that strangely flows without being erased.

At the moment when the Spirit King is summoned, there must be an intention to apply saliva with his magical power, and at the same time, it is a test to see if it can be prevented.

The blue and red magical lines of the two fairies flow into me.

The contract with the spirit is kept in the form of a magical sentence engraved inside the body.

If you reach there, you will be able to somehow maintain a connection with the Spirit King.

It’s cute, but you can’t look down on it by leaving it alone.

Blocks the direction in which the line travels.

It bends sharply and tries to detour, but blocks it by building a wall again.

Magical power is a flow created by moving mana with will.

In a fight like this, the total amount of magic power or level has nothing to do with it.

Most of my life has been like a half wizard. When doing a Duel or Triple Class, I can count the rounds that don’t mix magic spells.

No matter how much these elves set their minds to attack, it was something he had experienced.

When they were in danger of being trapped, the two magical lines began to cooperate.

Go backwards against the flow, then detour again.

One even becomes the bait and tries to pierce the other’s bow.

I sighed and blocked the movement.

And made the wall bigger.

A wall so huge that magical power instantly flows backwards.

The two puppy-eared fairies flinched and trembled.

“Ahhh! It stings! My heart hurts!”

“I’m sorry! I’ll stop! I was wrong!”

This time, the tail is also drooping.

If you look at it from the side, you’ll want something. In reality, time is only fleeting.

“You’re really going to hit some spirits!”

“Managing magic is amazing!”

“Please cooperate with me. I’ll introduce you to the Spirit King later.”

At that moment, the faces of the two spirits become so gentle that there is nothing else in the world.

It’s similar to the expression a girl sometimes makes when she sees me.

Eyes that might have fallen in love. The leaf fairy spirits are especially pure.

A bit different from the innocence of the world of the stump fairy, the innocence that doesn’t hesitate for what you want.

But those aren’t the eyes on me. It’s the gaze I send to Sylphid, who made a contract with me.

* * *

The shamans united their forces.

The ancient shamans who had reached the level of heroes have already surpassed the level of being entangled in the ranks of a great shaman.

The way they interfere with the world is like an artist painting a new color on a canvas.

This class specializes in the ability to interfere with magical powers that are not yours.

Collaborating with others is also easy to do.

The god of war adjusts the details. Their god, a mad troll.

But for now, he spoke in a voice like a wild beast that killed his anger and roared silently.

「Interfere with the summoning of the Spirit King. If you are summoned, interfere with the control.”

If it is a new spirit with a weak ego, there is room for interference even if it is the spirit king.

The god of war remembers the moment when the spirit king appeared.

It is like a newborn baby who has just been born.

The age of the owner’s hand has not yet been asked. It is an ownerless weapon that can be robbed by meddling.

Had the exile completely tamed it?

It can’t be.

Spirits need to be mindful and stay together for a long time. Sudden acting as a master does not mean that the spirits will follow suit.

In the end, the contract is just getting the right to be summoned.

This is the starting point of the battlefield.

Even if the fairy king returns, the war situation itself does not immediately turn over. The fairy king and his wife are definitely powerful wizards that will never happen again, but this is a battle that Greenskins won in the first place.

That victory was only being postponed in the frozen time.

It was time to reclaim that victory.

“Listen, all warriors! For many years, I have suffered a lot to watch the abomination fairies in these damned ruins!”

All greenskins were silent.

A quiet greenskin on the battlefield is a very strange thing.

Even among the fairies, there is a slight commotion.

Prophecy is so rare.

This kind of direct encouragement from God on the battlefield is like a scene from a myth.

In the silence of the Greenskins, the God of War continued.

“A thousand years ago, the time has come to finish the unfinished work! We will triumph and rule the world! Greenskins! Take pride in your green skin! We are the rightful rulers of this land!”

Arak, the orc hero who was listening, was moved by the voice.

Their gods were silent even when wars were waged on these ruins in the past.

I just contemplated it and gave it power.

A God who gives them trust and encourages them so passionately.

A thousand years is a long time.

Even to the great one who is called God.

That emotion leaked out as a suppressed shout.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

Starting with that, passion spreads to other greenskins as well.

God is watching!

God is with us!

The god of war has lost his appetite.

This situation should be used with caution in the first place.

But last time, the god of nature even exercised his power directly, and humans took sides.

If that’s the case, then we’re going to have to do the same here.

It is already a battle of the gods.

“good! Sweep away those weak things!”

“Wow!”

* * *

When the first interference came, the two spirits were the first to frown.

The magic of the fairies, which is condensed into the fuel of the Spirit King, keeps getting cloudy.

New lines, dozens of different magic lines, wriggling, appeared within me.

Much fainter, but numerous.

“It’s a shaman!”

“Things you don’t even know about the beauty of spirits!”

A shaman is a good thing to serve as a Elementalist. It is difficult to deal with the spirits with the amount of magic power of the shaman, but they are drawn from the surrounding area anyway.

Then you just need to summon the spirit that suits the environment.

Although they are far away, there are several shamans who have reached the level of [Hero Unit]. They are advancing slowly behind the charging warriors.

The magical power of the staff overflows.

fire power.

A fire element that currently fills this space.

However, since it is in the form of air with simple heat, it is also wind.

Elements tend to be determined by superficial recognition.

It is part of science.

The magical elements of the elements mixed with fire and wind that came under the control of the shaman penetrated.

It is magic that is not helpful for summoning pure wind spirits.

And that’s what they’re after too.

should be blocked

Two Elementalists detonate magic detection.

In order to shake off the interference with the shock of pure magical power.

The concentric circles of magic that spreads with the magic of the spirits level are frighteningly thick. I was in the center of it, and for a moment my vision was distorted.

However, the shamans put even that magic power under some of their control and counterattack.

What they have to do is easy. All you need to do is prevent the magic power enough to summon the Spirit King from being neatly aggregated.

Of course it’s easy to say. However, high-level shamans who have reached the level of heroes are working together to achieve it.

Cryogen, who grasped the situation, came along with an impression. But it didn’t help much.

His magical power is entirely from the element of water. The magic of a wizard who went all-in on one attribute from the beginning has a poor conversion efficiency into wind.

The other fairies also tried again, but couldn’t afford to join.

Cryogen sighed and stopped pushing and looked to the other side.

This is the middle of the battlefield.

“For Greenskin!”

“We will be buried here!”

“Death! Destruction! Fury!”

Vocabulary of all kinds is pouring down like a waterfall from all sides.

Still, the emotion in those words is the same.

Exaltation, excitement, madness.

Greenskins are very good followers of my gods anyway.

The archers seemed to have started to activate their skills, and they were showing various types of firepower projection.

The other wizards who wake up with a few more start to use their own strange form of magic.

But it was the same with greenskins.

Various means of resisting magic are mobilized.

There were also trolls who crushed magic with only hand-made physical power.

They are already neglecting their own lives.

It is clear that the god of war was encouraging something. The most powerful fanatics are here.

The fairies were demonstrating enough lethal force for the assault.

But it can’t be deterred.

Falling orcs and ogres can be seen.

Even the trolls fall in the pouring fire without thinking about their back. If you run and fall, that’s it.

It can never happen again. Even high-level trolls who have reached the level of a hero are the same.

However, as the number of dead and falling enemies increases, the distance also increases.

The fairies project their firepower at the greenskins that are rushing at a faster speed, and then the number of those who advance further from the back increases.

There are many things that are not [hero units].

Even the modern-day Imperial Guards do not hesitate to throw themselves into this battlefield.

There is nothing more difficult to stop than an attack that ignores life.

The physical distance is gradually getting closer.

The young man who clings to the fairy king is still sweating profusely. As if the limit of his magical power was approaching, the shield was disturbed and his flesh was burning.

No, was it because of the interference of other shamans?

One of the Leaf Fairy twin swordsmen, who was only sucking their fingers because they couldn’t charge into the enemy camp, had their eyes on Young-Young-nim’s waist.

even mutter It sounds surprisingly clear.

“Good.”

I knew what he was determined to do.

But you can’t dry it.

He picked up [Mjölnir].

There is no mastery for blunt weapons. A stack of Mastery also affects physical abilities.

Coming forward with a weapon of a type you are not using is suicidal.

He did.

Put all your magic into it. Even with the swordsman’s insignificant magic, it was a level that reached four digits.

Lightning erupts from [Mjölnir] and runs in all directions.

The pair swordsman had no intention of coming back alive.

The lightning barrier he built, as he did for me on the ninth floor, supported all sides and created an effective line of deterrence.

Seeing the passing trolls being roasted whole, the momentum of the charge stopped for a moment.

He probably closed his eyes with satisfaction.

In the midst of this, the magic lines of the two fairies frantically wandered through me. The shaman cuts the line and pushes it away.

But to no avail.

It is easily pushed away, but it interferes with it again as easily.

One began to cry.

“I’m sorry! I did something wrong!”

A fairy with brown ears. Do you think that you are being delayed because of your greed, which was a little bit greedy in the beginning?

On the contrary, I blocked it so easily that it doesn’t bother me at all.

“It’s nothing.”

It’s already strange to be able to interfere with this much at such a distance in the first place.

This is a contract problem for me. My own magical power is insignificant compared to the two spirits or the interfering shamans.

No matter how much I fly or crawl, there is a limit if I am pushed out of the total amount of magic power, and even if someone else’s magic is washed in, there is a limit to my control.

Originally, it is team play to call the Spirit King with such other people’s magical powers.

But then, I just need to make other people’s magic equal to my own.

“Can you see the bottle on my back?”

The eyes of the two fairies move.

“That’s a miraculous spring, so I can save you. Please die for a second.”

It’s cut both front and back, but I understand it.

Both of them quickly unleashed their defensive gear and opened the front door. bare skin is exposed

“You can do it right?”

“It would be better to take over the contract!”

“I don’t have time for that.”

No one is as good at killing things in moderation as I am.

With an accurate attack, both of them reach the brink of death.

If you die completely, your magic power will also disappear. Because the self is destroyed.

Should I call it lyric status? Although it may not be able to arouse the magical powers within its body itself.

I am also a shaman. A body that had twisted her whole body in order to obtain precision in witchcraft.

Cryogen, who has been interested since a while ago, glances at the two fallen fairies and looks at me. At the same time, it maintains the shields of the two fairies with cold.

I shook my head to express my gratitude and began to bring the magic of the two spirits.

Since they are almost dead, the enormous mana sleeping in their body moves with my own will.

While the two magic lines disappeared for a brief moment, the shaman moved forward without hesitation.

Almost to the point of trying to reach my contract. The contract itself cannot be robbed.

the wall rises

It’s been easy to get kicked out so far.

But firmly blocking them from entering again is a different matter.

Enormous magical power is raging. As the intense magical battle continues in the body, the body gradually becomes unbearable.

But [The Fountain of Blood] is full of leeway. It restores in real time and builds a defense line.

The shaman kept knocking on the door, but in the end it was in vain.

A magical fortress was built to the extent that no obstructions could come in.

After that, it’s a breeze.

The Spirit King is summoned.

A small silver dragon I haven’t seen in a long time.

The space was distorted and Sylphid appeared.

It has a much larger amount of enormous magical power than the last time.

A dragon clad in blazing silver roars.

* * *

The god of war clicked his tongue.

this is tt

I can’t win here anymore. have to retreat

But it doesn’t matter. Others have already begun to advance.

All you have to do is save the bad guys and get them out of here. It’s a pity that [hero units] have already died, but the greenskins of this server are incredibly powerful.

there is room

good night. You won the battle in this underground ruin, Servant of Chaos.

But on earth, that wouldn’t be possible.

He also knows the location of the stairs. already occupied

* * *

The wall was knocked down. It was an invisible wall of air.

All the greenskins that were charging paused for a moment before continuing to charge.

But the next moment I felt it.

I won’t do it any more.

Even though it has cooled, the air of hundreds of degrees still fills the underground labyrinth.

It became the wind.

The wind blew at a great speed.

It blows with a force that seems to lift the entire underground maze.

Ironically, it wasn’t blowing towards the greenskins.

All the air is sucked into the brilliant silver dragon that suddenly appeared.

As the heated air escapes, it becomes a vacuum.

The air pressure disappears, and the corners of the maze begin to crumble again little by little.

Greenskin’s heroes had to decide.

Fortunately, their god also commanded.

“Charge towards the rear! Annihilate from the outside!”

It is quickly decided who will remain and stop the rear.

Arak smiled at the two shamans, who could be called their distant successors.

From a human point of view, it must have looked very ferocious, but to an orc, it was a very refreshing smile.

even attacked. They let out a final cry, but they could no longer resound in the underground labyrinth where the air had disappeared.

The silver dragon was now so dazzling that he couldn’t even see straight.

But in the eyes of a trained warrior, it was clearly visible.

The dragon opens its mouth.

The gathered air, the already heated wind.

However, a lump of air that was compressed even more and changed to the point of burning was shot.

The warrior Arak thwarted the attack with all his might, and collapsed as he watched his greatsword shatter and melt.

Even at the last moment, he didn’t close his eyes.