There's Nothing Wrong Starting Life In Another World From Zero

Chapter 390: The Attack on the Capital

I felt a strange thing about my detection skill, when we were in the guest room I stood in front of Mevilda until the same time.

Prangs.

A huge axe smashed through the window as it circled through the air directed at Mevilda, I held her back and suddenly the axe exploded, sending all around us smashing with billowing smoke.

Thank goodness I made protective magic.

"Araaaa."

As the dust disappeared four figures had stood in front of us. The one who spoke was a woman with purple hair, a gothic dress as well as carrying an umbrella in her heart-patterned hand, she was named Lovi.

Then the man with the iron boxing glove named Iron, he wore nothing but boxer shorts.

Next to her the lady in the butterfly costume, Butterfly.

And lastly the zombie-like guy... Cuddly.

They were fugitives whose faces were plastered in a corner of the city.

"Dorothy protect the queen."

"Meow."

Dorothy took a stance in front with both her legs while Rima whispered towards me.

"I'm not sure, but Dorothy is strong.she's a female cat."

"The appearance is deceptive sometimes, did you know that in the wild the female dominates the hunt."

"That lion is not an orange cat."

Butterfly laughed with her partner

"A midget cat looks like, what can she do?"

"Meow, meow."

He made her angry and then.

DUAAARR.

Dorothy made it so big that it destroyed this palace, the four fugitives immediately retreated backwards and in that moment we lunged forward.

Rima conjures up Aries to face Lovi.

Lucy confronts Butterfly.

Bellatrix is up against Iron, while I'm up against Oreng.

"Damn, they separated us, no problem. one-on-one we can still overcome," Butterfly said.

"Skill's appraiser."

The living corpse LV 50.

Immune magic and punch.

So anyway.

I said after seeing his status.

"You're a corpse doll ability user, you better hurry out, show your real body."

Instead of appearing now my surroundings were filled with other undead, usually fighting things like this could use fire or sword magic but unfortunately they were all immune to those two attacks.

Except for defeating its user, it was hard to stop the movement of this puppet, I pointed my hand and said.

"Fire Bolt."

The attack only pushed them backwards without making their bodies crumble. I guess this guy used formalin to make their bodies strong.

I created a sword in my hand and slashed at anything that came close, as I expected. It did not produce any damage not even the slightest scratch.

I used ice magic that stopped them all, with this how powerful the puppet user was was nothing if the corpse could not be moved.

Applause sounded when the assailant appeared.

"You're the one named Oreng?"

"That's me, don't be happy just yet for having defeated them, they're just low-class corpses.I have a collection of corpses that are much stronger than this."

Two coffins fell from storage magic, the casket was opened which showed two undead men and women who were between their late twenties.

"Strike him."

Following his master's orders, they lunged towards me.

Different from before they were experts in fighting even within the sword masters.

Exceedingly.

They can use magic.

The fire in the shot from the corpse of the man I was holding with the wall of earth, beside me the corpse of the woman was ready to slash and I held her with the sword in my hand until it was thrown several meters back.

Where it only belonged to a living being, how an undead could create magic like this, moreover its power was also clearly too strong.

I'm getting curious.