295 Forty-two stories, the great god Kudr.

I look out at the sea where Kudr sank.

Exactly... if you take that direct hit of Leavie's spear, it shouldn't be safe with Kudr.

It seemed to recover instantly with magic, but it seemed to drain quite a bit of magic.

For that reason, or he unusually hated being taken a direct hit.

Zolomonia is kneeling on the floor, paralleling a magical formation of sensory and analytical dots.

Especially leading up to the analysis, three approaches from different directions are carried out simultaneously.

It was somewhere bitter whether it was magically quite impossible.

The limit seems close.

Analytical magic can be used by me too... but when Kudr comes out, I want to make sure that I can immediately tap Leavie's spear inside.

I don't want to be distracted by exercising extra sorcery.

Let Zolomonia throw you here.

"Kudr's magic, can you measure it? How many more spears should I throw?

'... a guy who is an artificial spirit is like a complex chunk of information. Damage and regeneration of the spiritual body by the spear created gaps in the protection, but it should be noted that even with the power of the concubine, the reality is very grasping...'

You noticed something, Zolomonia's face distorts.

Then my eyes open wide.

'No way... no, that's just not possible...'

My voice is trembling.

Seeing the sinking waters of Qudur 'ador.

"Zolomonia?"

"As early as possible, the array is transcending the boundaries of the High Spirit. My concubine and I didn't think something like this existed. It is incomprehensible in itself that such a vast number of spirits are combined and established as beings with one personality. It is, so to speak, as early as possible, giving one personality to one dimension '

"What the hell did you find out?

We know scattered that Kudr has a non-standard artificial spirit.

I wouldn't be surprised if I found out something now. I promised Peter I would never give up.

Whether you win or not, you just die crazy and eat it.

Besides, there is definitely damage to Kudr. Never, never helpless opponent.

'... he squanders vast amounts of magic in repairing bodily damage. He himself is a huge mass of dense spiritual bodies, and when he is visibly damaged, it means that his high-density spiritual bodies are all stripped apart. Regenerating it with magic to regain its original form seems to require a commensurate consideration. Calculate and use more than a hundred times the magic power quoted by the concubine at first sight'

"Hundred times..."

I thought that was just too much for the first estimate, but I won't say anything extra.

Zolomonia's out there. I understand perfectly well that pride is usually high.

'Kudr keeps constantly draining his magic just by moving. Perhaps the ancient cathedral was about sleeping and splitting up the body in order to move in a complete position when needed. Kudr is too mighty, but therefore too broke for a single high-ranking spirit. Every law in the world acts to deny that Kudr is a full posture and to diffuse its magic. The proverbs of the world do not allow the Spirit Body to assemble so long ago. In addition to that, artificial spirits… not natural laws, but the origins of Kudr, a life made at the hands of men, are applauding the existence of bankruptcy paint'

I also noticed that Kudr was fighting for fear of magic drain.

What Zolomonia says is also convincing.

'Ahe looks more desperate to accumulate his own magic than the battle itself. Only tentacles will be used to save magic'

"In short, it would mean that Kudr is an unnatural being, and he keeps drooling his magic for no reason because he keeps getting his feet pulled by the laws of the world. So... what's the problem with that?

For me, Zolomonia's contemplation now is nothing but my superiority, as I can only continue to beat him until his magic runs out, beyond the fact that Kudr has instant regeneration by magic.

It just means we're buying time and Kudr's going to weaken.

'The problem… is that the remaining magic of Kudr at this stage, which is wasting so much magic, remains more than 90% of its maximum capacity'

"Is...?

I didn't know what Zolomonia was talking about.

'Perhaps… you need to pierce your body at least a thousand times to fully tailor Kudr with that spear'

"Let, a thousand times!?

Neutralization through the rewriting of Leavie's spear fate drains a tremendous amount of magic even from me.

Instead of a thousand times, I can't use it ten times a day. I can't.

Zolomonia jumped out to auxiliary, too, so much magic is the limit thread.

I can't fight any more.

"Ugh, you're lying, right? Whatever it takes, no..."

It's too unlikely. I just think it's a zolomonia measurement error.

If it's true, Leavie, who has been told for nearly 10,000 years that he fought well against his Kudr opponent just once, is too magnificent to be ashamed of.

It is the level at which Leviath dissolves in an instant.

A huge black shadow rises in the sinking position of Kudr.

Severe shock waves spread around the shadows. The sea level is scratched, a spherical space is created in the sea, and a wing-spreading kuddle appears and rises upright.

The size of the cuddle should not have changed, but now that I know its overwhelming scale of magic, I felt far greater than earlier.

I drooled my hand with a cane and looked up at Kudr.

What the hell did Cleric Johannan want to do by creating such a monster?

"... lose so much of my magic in such a way, etc."

Kudr's words are neither disgusting nor disgusting. It's just a fact.

Even if it's less than a percent magic, it's the magic that I wanted to keep warm for Kudr, and I guess it wasn't supposed to be something he could use against someone like me.

Essentially, the higher the Spirit, the more divergence will arise between the maximum amount of magic that can be held and the amount of natural healing of the depleted magic.

If Zolomonia's collection of spiritual bodies is as fearful as Kudr's, the trend is also resistant to digits.

That's so much so that you have to fall asleep for thousands of years to build up your magic.

'... if you get bounced off with a spear, it's a hassle. Is the retention of bad magic counterproductive? It's a reward for all of you who have eaten so far, let me show you a little bit. "

Kudr stops the words and breathes heavily.

At the same time, a huge magic formation unfolds.

Suddenly, it swells from the meat mass. The countless tentacles that stretch further begin to grow rapidly and descend into the sea.

Tentacles descending into the sea crawl around the sea surface, continuing to branch, rooting.

Tentacles also extend from the shoulders, forming a complex shape like a winged skeleton, which branches and spreads again.

"You just said Type-Worldtree."

Soon, the entire length of the cuddle jumped to nearly a hundred meters.

The principle is close to my Hidim Magimetal.

It's too big, but you'd be right to call it alchemy.

It weaves its own spiritual body into matter in the air, synthesizing it with magic and changing its properties.

By connecting them as their own bodies, they scratched the size and mass.

The aim would be not to break the attitude with Leavie's spear, to get hit and strength.

No... is it precisely the aim of breaking my heart by showing off my witchcraft and counterstress?

"I don't know what to do..."

I just looked up and got dizzy.

Your previous opponent is too different in character.

"Ko, this... there's nothing more I can do. There's no winning muscle. '

Zolomonia scratches next to me.

Of the Great Devil of Wisdom, it seems to be perfectly well done.

"Have you finally given up?"

Kudr's voice echoes from far above.

When I heard that, I felt my brain get hot.

I don't know why, but Kudr's aim is Meir.

If I give up, Meir will be killed, too. That's probably for sure.

I bite my lips off.

Something, something... Looks like it's going to go to Kudr, no means of attack?

Is there anything I'm missing? The hand that I did not consider early and deeply and cut off......

"I can... maybe?

I whispered.

He rushes to his mouth and presses his left arm, killing his voice.

Look Zolomonia in the ass and whisper to her.

"Zolomonia...... last, I want a bad scratch. Give me the results of the analysis in" Memory Copy "so Kudr doesn't notice."

What are you going to do this time of year?

"It's a stone of battle. Do what they hate the most."