Chapter 489

In comparison, Leviathan was just a little brother.

And once covered by these tentacles in the sky, let alone humans, even stones and mud were constantly walking out of various monsters.

Forcing everyone to retreat again and again.

"Tsubame Gaeshi————!"

Edge of the battlefield.

The ultimate sword light stretched to seven or eight stories high, flashing past the giant monster with a sharpness that cut through everything.

After a row of trees behind fell slowly, the monster collapsed with a bang.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka slowly sheathed his sword.

This, of course, was still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the divine sword technique that cuts through dimensions, purely to cheer himself up.

"Careful!!!"

Ayanokouji's eyes twitched, he retreated at high speed, and smashed the magic ritual-level katana backward.

At some point.

The claws of a humanoid monster that was even shorter than an ordinary person had already approached his neck, and he could even feel the coldness and hideousness of the claw tips.

This strike happened to hit the monster's wrist, deflecting it by a thread, and at the same time, it was pulled out like a cannonball by the huge force.

"Flying Flow? Instant Flash!!!"

Kazuma's angry roar rang out.

Zzz————

The incandescent electric light instantly split into thousands of cold rays, crisscrossing around a monster and flashing past.

The monster stiffened, the light in its hideous pupils gradually dimmed, and then slowly disintegrated, with broken pieces of meat covering the ground.

"How is it?"

Kazuma looked at Ayanokouji Kiyotaka who climbed up.

"Missed by a thread."

Fluorescent light bloomed on Ayanokouji's hand, releasing healing magecraft to treat the gash on the side of his neck.

This thread is the difference between life and death.

For magecraft, as long as it's not directly dead, it's not a big problem.

Even if it's dead, as long as the soul is still there, it can be saved.

Kazuma breathed a sigh of relief, with a trace of self-abandonment: "There are too many monsters, and they know how to cooperate. Small monsters are not necessarily weak, and they hide in the hair of giant monsters, making them impossible to guard against."

Being able to hold on for a few minutes is purely because the great ley line under their feet provides magic power, and they are equivalent to infinite blue.

In the distance, Yano, who released a thunder storm to wash the ground and killed several monsters, turned back: "Support should be arriving."

This place is less than twenty li from Mount Fuji, and less than thirty li from New Fuyuki, the center of transcendent forces.

This distance is like the head of the village for transcendents.

"Support?"

Beside, Satomi Rentaro and the others who were in despair were stunned.

Judging from their tone, does it mean that as long as the support arrives, this huge monster legion is not a problem?

"What I'm worried about is that."

Yano looked at the tentacles spreading from the sky: "Let's say it first, if it's not feasible, little Yano doesn't plan to die here with you."

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"Needless to say, Kazuma-sama doesn't want to die in vain either.... wait....."

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After killing a monster, Kazuma curled his lips and just wanted to say something, when suddenly his expression froze.

"There really are people rushing out of the crack."

Mouri Kogoro, who was stunned, dodged the giant monster's hammer blow and retreated frantically in the broken earth.

Now they are seven or eight li away from the crack, but this distance cannot stop their Eagle Eye Magecraft.

They can clearly see a group of ragged men and women running frantically among the monsters, occasionally unlucky ones being rolled up by the monster's hair and sent into their mouths, exploding into a pool of blood like biting a soup dumpling.

"Humans..."

Satomi Rentaro was stunned, then his eyes showed ecstasy: "There are other teams that survived?"

"Shopkeeper?!!!"

Not just them, among the mages blocking the monsters, a purple-haired girl with side bangs looked up in disbelief.

In the year since she transmigrated to this world, the endless crises and the same kind being caught for experiments made her learn what it means to keep a low profile.

She also became one of the very few Ghouls who escaped the Federation and came to Neon.

Having realized the truth between life and death, she deeply understood that being a Ghoul has no future, and there is no human rights at all.

So she studied life magecraft and dug out her own Kakuhou, at least she looked completely human on the outside.

She wouldn't have red eyes, and she didn't need to eat people to survive.

Just gnawing on gems with magecraft was enough.

Originally, she thought she would spend her life like this, and in the increasingly exciting crises of this world, the once familiar figures gradually faded.

And now...

Looking at the ragged white-haired old man, her voice choked.

"Kirishima Touka?"

Tsukiyama Shuu also recognized her; this purple-haired human was actually a Ghoul from the Anteiku coffee shop.

"Didn't you disappear ten years ago?"

"Ten years?"

He was unbelievable, Kirishima Touka was even more unbelievable: "And you... Tsukiyama Shuu?"

Looking at the haggard and old middle-aged man, she really hadn't recognized him at all.

The noble son became like this, who could recognize him.

"It's just a difference in time flow, what's so strange about it? The East also has the saying that a day in heaven is a year on earth. Alright, get ready to meet your companions."

Kazuma couldn't stand this kind of scene the most, and looked at the white-haired middle-aged Jiraiya, jointly building a magecraft array and bombarding.

Chichichichichi!

Light cannons washed the ground, blowing all the way to those people.

The people over there were clearly stunned; even if they had seen it from afar, they hadn't expected this kind of magical attack to really come from humans.

Fortunately, a white-haired young man took the lead in opening the way, with extremely strong combat power, holding double swords, and the occasionally appearing long hair and tentacles were instantly stirred to pieces.

"Arima Kishou..."

The fear of the natural enemy almost made Kirishima Touka be bitten by a monster.

The highest combat power of the CCG, known as the undefeated Ghoul investigator "White Reaper", just made her, a former Ghoul, very afraid.

Fortunately, she quickly remembered that she was a B-rank mage.

A piece of SSS-rank Ghouls could blow up a street block, so what was the strongest investigator of the past?

Immediately, she held her head high and waited for them to approach.

But...

Even the shopkeeper Yoshimura Kuzen didn't look at them, passed by them, identified the direction, and headed straight for the city with many people.

???

"They want to use us to delay time."

Even Mouri Kogoro's face turned gloomy.

Although it can be understood, the last remnants of a world must be those who will do anything to let the race survive.

But, obviously, these locals are not within their race.

"Stop, stop quickly, shopkeeper, without registration, entering Fuyuki will be arrested."

Kirishima Touka was anxious.

And now, from the outbreak of the incident to now, it's been almost ten minutes, and the Fuyuki official must have entered a state of emergency alert.

It's possible they will be shot directly, or even caught in the laboratory.

Without experiencing the disaster, it's hard for her to agree that monsters are more terrifying than the people of this world. ===== CHAPTER 490 =====