(EP-299.1) Master #3
299 – Master of the Forest #3
Zzzzzzzzz.
Angala’s massive body was itself a destructive weapon. Just the act of it charging at me forced me to focus all my energy on defense.
─108 Venom Legs Spiral!
Kagagagak!
Sharp, blade-like legs surged toward me.
Was this how a tree felt under a chainsaw’s teeth? Every time its big limbs grazed my body, another layer of my magic shield shattered.
─Saba Magic, Poison Mist.
Puuuuu...
The real problem wasn’t just its immense size. As it claimed to be a spirit or immortal, it was attacking me using various techniques and magic.
Like just now, for example.
Purple smoke billowed out from between its sharp fangs.
Hwaaaaaa!
I instinctively covered my nose and mouth, realizing that breathing it in would spell disaster.
Ssss.
Seeing the surrounding skeletons melt upon contact with the mist, a sense of crisis shot through me like an arrow.
That stuff was seriously potent.
If it weren’t for the Angmar Robe, I would have ended up like that too.
━You’re wearing quite a fine robe, mage.
“......”
I stepped back, trying to put some distance between us.
Angala, who had been rolling her massive body toward me like a set of serrated gears, quivered as she laughed, watching me retreat.
━A wise move. But mages like you can’t cast spells while covering your nose and mouth, can you? So, what will you do now?
This felt like a teacher dealing with a child. It was clear that it wasn’t taking me seriously.
If it were Elga, I probably would have been annoyed and taught her a lesson. But I felt relieved instead.
While the opponent was off guard, there was nothing more effective than exploiting that gap.
A weak spot.
Yes, the weak spot was key. Even though Angala had a body as tough as a rock or diamond, there had to be some kind of vulnerability.
Sususu-.
I carefully observed the massive body coiling around me like a serpent. The gleaming carapace and legs could likely deflect most spells.
Should I aim for the belly?
No, I had tried wind blade magic earlier, and even the underside was as tough as the back. In that case, the face? The head or neck was a basic yet critical weak point.
Whoooosh-!
At that moment, I saw the giant body coiled before springing toward me. The centipede Angala’s head lunged forward, as if wanting to tear me apart with its fangs.
It was like a train charging at full speed, and I knew I had to get out of the way fast. Thankfully, there was a spell I had developed specifically to evade attacks like this.
─Fairy Steps!
Whoosh.
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