The Executed Sage Reincarnates as a Lich and Begins a War of Aggression

That night.

I was thinking alone, sitting in the middle of a glance.

…………

I can hear you treading on the floor at regular intervals.

Exploring where the sound came from, it was my leg.

They were moving it unconsciously.

I stop it and put my hands together.

(slow. What's the hassle)

Be aware of the sense of impatience you recruit in your chest.

I know the cause.

I care that the Groms have not returned yet.

Is it by now the time you are fighting the Holy Cane Nation?

Half a day has already passed since the departure.

It fits when it's not weird to settle for two executives, even if it's a fierce battle.

As soon as the battle is over, the reading is supposed to fly from the grom.

Nonetheless, there was no tone out from the Interceptors.

(Are you struggling? No, I rarely have a hero they're no match for)

The more I think about it, the more heartbeat I get.

Didn't something happen to the demon king's army that headed for the interception?

Given the current situation, we can only conclude so.

You can't fool around with a sixth sense at a time like this.

You should always assume the worst.

This time, the Cane Nation has taken some bold moves.

No matter how big a name they put up, they started slaughtering a large number of humans.

Aside from accusations from other countries, did you not consider buying the wrath of the Demon King?

Even though there is hatred for the immortal, it is clearly beyond degrees.

They are not stupid either.

You know how powerful the Demon King Army is today.

If you are so foolish that you can't really save them, you are doomed at a time when the previous Demon King was active.

I felt they had a lot of measures to take with regard to this massacre.

The Holy Cane Nation does not imitate driving its own people to their places of death for no reason.

Because they fear above all that face will be crushed by defeat in battle.

It was the glorious victory and glory that was the praise for the Holy Cane Nation.

(Holy Cane Nation may have something hidden)

It is also something sufficient to determine that the Demon King's army can be fought against.

If it's most of the problem, it's breakable with the help of Grom and Henry.

Even the two of them alone have reached enough strength to deal with a normal army.

But I can't wipe my anxiety about this one.

It is too unnatural for them not to call in any contact and not to return.

I was chased by other affairs during the day and didn't care, but I should have noticed a little earlier.

(go check it out just in case)

After some thought, I made a decision.

It's not a big effort.

Just make sure things are going well with metastatic magic.

If you're just developing a battle without a problem, it ends in my worries.

They may tease you from around Luciana that it's worrying, but that's fine.

I exercise sensory magic.

It spread consciousness to the eastern part of the territory.

Along the way, I feel resistant.

A cover-up technique was used, and the information in the range was unclear.

At first glance, it is finely constructed so that the abnormality is not felt.

From here on out, I'm not sure what's going on within range.

It was in the middle of the city.

It is just the zone where the interceptors were dispatched.

Exploring the surrounding area doesn't detect their reaction.

The Groms seem to be in the city.

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I stood on the throne silently.

Pay attention to the crystals placed on the buckwheat pedestal.

Inside were the remains of that man.

I kneel before the crystal and tell that man.

- I'll borrow it.

Gently take the sword of shapes placed on the pedestal.

It is the weapon that slashed the previous Demon King and the modern brave man.

This sword is intricately intertwined with a variety of causes and consequences.

I don't have any special abilities. It's just a famous sword, but I felt it.

(I'm sure you should take this sword)

With a vague hunch, I felt that way.

The way you are the Demon King insists.

It's not the wrong choice.

Whatever it is, we have to get to the Interceptor Army.

I initiate metastatic magic and explore the state of destination.

In it, he broke the boundaries of inhibitory ceremonies and traps and flew to the city.

A strong paralysis strikes his whole body as soon as his vision switches to the streets of the night.

"Mmm..."

Groaning, I kneel on the ground.

I had the feeling of being sharpened with a knife that heated the surface of my body.

It's so hard to move that I wonder if my hands and feet were solidified with lead.

Holy magic.

Holy sorcery is unfolding around the perimeter.

It is not comparable to the holy temper of the World Tree Forest.

It was stretched across a wide area, albeit exerting outputs that would otherwise be classified as great sorcery.

For this minute, isn't it covering the whole city?

Anyway, it's not as obvious as it is.

I seek physical protection by witchcraft.

Bone evaporation healed as surgery started.

However, this has also not completely stopped the damage, it has only reduced the rate of purification.

Soon the body will decay and vanish to the bone marrow.

No, that's all you have to do.

With the power of the Valley of the Dead, I can resurrect another undead that rules to the medium.

But this sacred sorcery is too powerful.

If I did poorly, I threatened to damage even my soul.

In the worst case scenario, resuscitation may fail.

Anyway, it's a sacred sorcery of effect that's off track.

It would undoubtedly be the work of the Cane Country.

I don't know anyone who can use such advanced techniques.

Is it ritual magic by multiple operators?

Obviously beyond the areas that can be exercised by individuals.

(I just don't think I can prepare all this surgery in a short time...)

If you jumped into an enemy position built over a long period of time, this is still the city of the Demon King.

The Holy Cane Nation would have been able to sit there for about half a day.

There is overwhelmingly not enough time to exercise ritual magic.

"Ma, ooh... Sa, ma..."

I heard a plundering voice from behind.

What crawled out of the shadows was Grom.

His whole body was damaged and he had not fastened the original shape to his lower body.

Six arms have already decayed.

It's under the influence of purification.

"Oh, run away... crap, crap."

Grom tries to warn me.

At that time, a chain of light stretched from the other side captured his torso.

A tip as sharp as a spear penetrates quickly and stitches the grom to the ground.

Grom, raising the white smoke, stuck to the ground and stopped moving.

"Is that it? There's something weird going on. Well, no. Let's kill him."

I heard a strangely bright girl.

Almost simultaneously, chains of light fly in.

When I bounced them off with the Sword of Shapes, I did my gaze to the Lord of the Voice.

At the end of the city street, there is a human figure lined up.

There will be hundreds as far as I can see.

Including those who refrain from doing so everywhere, 10,000 will not go down.

Sensory magic, which remained activated, was grasping the signs of humans lurking everywhere.

They are dressed in white military uniforms and equipped with magical decorations.

The pattern of the flag imitating the cross indicated that it belonged to the Holy Cane State.

At the beginning, there is only one person with a different appearance.

Fine cane in hand on pure white coat.

It was the girl with an abusive grin who rocked her blonde hair and set her up.