Generating several tens of them, I release them all at the same time. Each of them clashes with Armstrong-doushi one by one.
I am not inferior in the ability possessed by doushi in regards to such magic.
“Ooh! As usual your attacks haven’t a shred of mercy!” (Armstrong)
While saying this, Armstrong-doushi ended up repelling them with both hands as if he was swatting flies successively.
The repelled, highly condensed mana bullets poured down onto the wasteland. The entire place ended up being riddled with craters as if it was the aftermath of a battlefield. But currently there was no one here who would complain about it either.
I was told that this wasteland would apparently be reclaimed afterwards.