Heroes From Other Worlds Who Don't Like To Fight
Chapter 94: Fighting Attacks
Risela and Stella could only stand still above the building as they looked above them a red giant ball was ready to be fired towards the entire city.
There was no way to dispel or avoid it but the only thing they could hope for was the strength of Souma.
Souma who formed behind him was a samurai giant, preparing to slash the dropped ball, the ball had a diameter of 50 meters and a level of heat that exceeded something that was at the core of the merapi mountain.
The four samurai swords were unleashed to form a cross-line that looked like an XX sign. Even if it was cut off still the piece of the ball would fall and when it hit the surface of the ground it would wipe out all life until it was no longer left except for a giant crater that could later be called a lake.
Clearly, this is an attack that changes the map shape of a particular region.
Asteroth knew that so he could not hide a smile from his face, yet he did not know who he was fighting against.
Souma was a person who approached the power of the goddess who watched over the 100 thousand worlds, even if it had to be said she was above the other goddesses. In this world there are two goddesses who manage it, it is highly doubtful that both of them can defeat Souma.
That's how his power is.
From Souma's slash, creating a tear of some sort of dimensional line, the line opened wide creating a distortion that devoured the entire sphere into a pitch-black space.
For Asteroth it is not a reasonable thing.
"How come, what exactly are you doing?"
"I just moved the attack to a different place."
"You must be kidding."
Souma pointed towards the sky and there was a kind of vibration that he could quite feel, where a single star had been shattered scattered about.
Of course only Souma knew about it while Asteroth was clearly bewildered, his previous attack had been broken but that did not mean he had to retreat. He had the Red Crimson as well as his own strength.
Souma flicked his finger and instantly the dragon-controlling magic that made Red Crimson was removed, with his hand he gripped the Asteroth Alman then threw it down making an explosion of the ground there.
"What?"
Duars.
"You're sober?"
"I don't know who you are, but thank you for losing control?"
"My name is Souma, for what happens here leave it to us. Can you pull the whole dragon to another place."
"I see, once again I apologize, next time I will thank you properly."
Souma chose to ignore the words.
The Red Crimson roared and it made the other dragons silent and followed him flying away, the samurai behind Souma disappeared like dew in the morning.
He scratched his head violently.
"With my current strength Nobunaga and Hideyoshi won't be able to defeat me, ah right too... The samurai era is over because of the Meiji Restoration, in other words I may be a surviving samurai from the Edo period, I heard from the capital goddess also changed to Tokyo."
While Souma said something that only he understood, Asteroth rose from the rubble. There was blood rushing from his face as well as the murderous gaze he sent at Souma who landed in front of him.
"I've never heard of anyone being able to undo dragon-control magic, do you have any connection to that witch."
"Whatever it may be, he's a lunatic trying to destroy the world for the sake of entertainment, just think of it as just now that I've learned in the past," Souma replied flatly.
