Shikkaku Mon no Saikyou Kenja~ Sekai Saikyou no Kenja ga Sarani Tsuyoku Naru Tameni Tenseishimashita~ Chapter 165
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Chapter 165
Chapter 165 Strongest Sage, Sees Through the Ploy
I position myself relative to the demon while readying my sword .
Positions are important for the success of this plan .
Right when our positions are such that the trap is straight ahead of me, I run forward .
And then . . .
『Now!』
The moment I stepped on the installed trap .
I gave Ruli the order through the Dragon Vein on my feet .
There's not enough time to wait for her reply, but I'm sure it will go well with Ruli .
『Quickly–』
And the moment the other demon contacted this demon .
The surrounding mana fell into disorder, cutting off the transmission .
–It's the best timing .
『Eh, what just!?』
The demon is bewildered that he couldn't catch the order .
Outwardly, he looks ready with his sword pointed at me, but it's obvious that he can't focus on the combat .
This demon probably never expected that their communication magic would be jammed .
I'll use all the attacks I can use on this huge opportunity .
『Magic Debuff』, 『Barrier Breaker』, 『Anti-explosive Reinforcement』――
I augment three magic on the sword and swing it toward the demon .
And here's the important part .
There would have been no need to create an opening if it were just for one blow .
Right before the sword hit–I deployed a small attack magic on my left hand and shot it at the demon .
And then an explosion that's too big for the magic I shot occurred at the place the magic hit .
"Wha . . . "
The demon sounded shocked .
That's right . This explosion is the ploy to block my sword .
–Explosive Reactive Magic Barrier .
This barrier will create an explosion at the place my sword hit it to push it away .
Because blowing the sword away is the same as blocking the magic augmented on it .
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However–there's no way this large of an explosion can be triggered in succession without a time lag .
Once it blocked an attack, it should need at least half a second for the second explosion to trigger .
That's why I purposely triggered an explosion right before the true attack, the sword, hit it along with the augmented magic .
And the sword hit the demon–
The barrier that wrapped the demon's body broke with a glass-like breaking sound .
"You monster!"
The demon who noticed the barrier's destruction activates the trap magic on my feet in a hurry .
My attack this time was for breaking the barrier, thus the demon could still move freely even after getting hit .
However–
" . . . Why doesn't it activate?"
The demon activated the trap .
Ruli used the 『14th』 magic, nullifying the activation .
"Activate? What are talking about?"
I swing down the magically augmented sword at the demon as I said that .
This time it's a genuine attack stressing on firepower .
I didn't have much time to prepare so it's not powerful enough to defeat a demon of this class in one hit, however– .
"Gu-GUAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
However, it's enough to cut off the demon's wings, preventing it from flying .
Now the enemy can't run .
This demon will have to die here .
『Oy, what's happening!』
『I don't know, the comm suddenly got cut off–my barrier has been broken! He got my wings too, I can't fly anymore!』
『 . . . Do not panic! Go with plan B!』
The comm magic was restored and the demon received a new order .
It appears that these demons have prepared a second plan .
–However, they don't have anymore chance to win now that the barrier has been destroyed .
Next, I just need to have them show their cards and beat them .
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