The fist that was swung struck the ground with a force enough to smash the earth.
Even though such a reckless attack should have made it show a lot of openings, there really was no chance to counter back. Black skin that felt like steel. But I think that it was actually even tougher than steel.
The moment that fist struck the ground it did create a small earthquake like effect in the surroundings. That stopped those moving towards it to counter attack and the rest who still jumped at it while shouting were deflected away by its other arm.
It seemed ridiculous but it was totally like an Ogre. Truly an attack completely dependent on brute strength.
Normally speaking, an Ogre has an height of about 5m, dark red skin and a single horn on its head. Its limbs are similar to a human’s, but its fist could split even a rock in half. They rarely group together, at most 2-3 would stay together.
They have a wild temperament that makes them fight even with those of their own race and even treat goblins and Orcs as prey. Ogres were considered the biggest threat on this continent ruled by humans……you could even call them [tyrants] of sorts.
But this monster rampaging in front of me was even bigger than a normal ogre at a height of 6m. It fist could smash the earth itself, let alone rocks. It’s jet black skin was hard and was easily withstanding the magic attacks and arrow support without doing anything.
It’s appearance was that of an ogre but felt like a totally different monster. It’s similar to that black Orc that could use magic.
—–It’s similar to that of the arm of the Demon God.
“Tch.”
[…….It’s difficult to pierce through.]
While hiding my face till upto my nose with my mantle, I clicked my tongue. Even Ermenhilde seemed to be slightly irritated.
The cloud of dust was really harsh and it made even breathing difficult. Another problem was the screams and shouts of the adventurers surrounding that black Ogre. Loud voices end up stimulating Ogres. It’s difficult to make sure that the Ogre doesn’t switch target to these adventurers.
And also, the Demon supporting this Ogre.
Grey hair that reached his waist and wings like that of a Falcon. A tail grew out of his back at the end of which was a mouth with sharp fangs. That in itself was also a weapon.
The sclera of his eyes was slightly muddy black and his pupils were red. His own teeth looked similar to humans. The colour of his skin was pale-bluish and he was wearing clothes similar to humans as well. Even though he looked like a human, he was a completely different existence.
It was race that had features like wings tails and above all, incredible magical energy not possessed by normal humans. That was indeed a Demon.
Flying by putting magical energy into its wings, and releasing magical energy that seemed to distort the atmosphere was enough proof for that.
Magical energy that could be seen by naked eyes was possessed only by us other world travellers and Demons.
“Can’t we shoot him down with something?”(renji)
“I’ve been trying but he always dodges the one-shot types…..”(aya)
“And the stronger ones?”
“……That’ll end up dragging the surrounding adventurers as well.”
I see.
Aya, who I was protecting behind me, said that with a regretful voice.
She won’t say it directly but its clear that the surrounding adventurers are becoming a restraint for her. Me and Souichi could quickly get away from the Demon and the Ogre the moment Aya used her magic.
All of this is the fault of that Black Ogre.
There are moments where it makes dull movements. Every adventurer tries to use that moment to try and attack. That certainly is an opening but it’s useless if your attacks don’t work on it.
It’s probably intentional I think. By doing that, it can limit our movements—–and also block Aya’s magic.
I can’t believe that an Ogre would have that much intelligence but it would be normal considering a demon is controlling it.
“—–Renji-niichan, what do we do?”(souichi)
Souichi who was fighting the Demon came near me and asked with a troubled expression. In fact I want to ask that you know?