I Was a Small Fish When I Reincarnated, but It Seems That I Can Become a Dragon, so I Will Do My Best - Extra Chapter 172
6-9. Buying Time
A dry crack echoed as the attack hit the angel. Wulf slammed the “Holy Sword” into the ground, deploying a yellow glowing barrier. The walls formed on all sides completely suppressed and nullified the explosion from the “Air Compression.” As the dust settled, he scanned the area for Amariaz, but he was already gone.
Wulf had anticipated this. Amariaz’s physique was not suited for close combat, and he relied on skill-based attacks, so maintaining distance was a sound strategy. Besides, he had set numerous traps that had already claimed the lives of the other two angels. Preparing such a large number of traps indicated he possessed more magic power than an ordinary human.
A prolonged battle would be disadvantageous. With this in mind, Wulf deactivated the “Holy Sword” and moved invisibly from the spot.
Initially, Amariaz hadn’t noticed Wulf’s presence. He had only spotted him by chance when he looked up. From his reaction, Wulf deduced that Amariaz did not have the skill to sense his presence. Furthermore, being a child, his combat experience was likely limited, meaning he couldn’t detect subtle signs of presence.
“…But he does have the skill to identify enemies.”
The two angels were defeated far from this location. If Amariaz had stayed in one place, he wouldn’t have seen them. This suggested he had some detection skills.
However, there were weaknesses. He couldn’t detect Wulf when invisible and hadn’t managed to finish him off yet. If Amariaz could pinpoint his location, he would attack regardless of invisibility. Since that wasn’t happening, it meant his detection skills didn’t register invisible enemies.
“…?”
Wulf noticed something floating around him. Realizing there were many of them, he saw that there were hundreds of translucent spheres. He recognized them immediately.
This is bad.
In that brief moment, they all exploded almost simultaneously. The continuous high-power blasts broke trees, tore up the ground, and scattered pebbles everywhere.
Unable to see the enemy, Amariaz had placed weaker “Air Compressions” in potential hiding spots and detonated them all at once. Wulf quickly left the area. Flying into the air, he positioned himself above the forest and took a breath.
“To be able to do that… what an incredible amount of magic…”
The sheer volume of “Air Compressions” meant he had a considerable amount of magic power. The fact that he could instantly compress air and had enough magic to execute it indicated his skill and magic proficiency.
“If someone of that skill is working here…”
The spirit turtle must be here. And with the constant explosions coming from another person digging, the spirit turtle was likely buried underground.
Wulf saw his chance. Smiling, he decided to eliminate the person digging first and swiftly approached. Gliding down from above, he summoned the “Holy Sword” and aimed for the head as he descended.
THUD.
“Whoa.”
“…? …!!?”
“Oh.”
BOOM!
Striking Yuuzen with the sword made him miscalculate, causing the “Exploding Fist” to go off in the wrong place. The resulting explosion was massive, sending Wulf flying out of the hole, unable to break his fall, and he tumbled onto the ground.
“Gah! Cough!”
Lifting his pained body, he spat out a mix of saliva and blood, focusing ahead. Placing a hand on his chest, he used “Heal” to mend his external wounds, but his internal injuries still hurt. His ribs might be broken. The coughing up blood suggested possible lung damage.
While he could heal external wounds well, he couldn’t heal internal ones by himself. Moving was possible, but the pain was intense. Gritting his teeth, he readied the “Holy Sword” when a thick killing intent came from his side.
“Hngh!?”
“Don’t dare you dodge!”
Amariaz shouted angrily as he swung a long “Air Pressure Sword.” The follow-up attack was blocked by the “Holy Sword,” causing Amariaz to retreat quickly.
Wulf braced himself, expecting another explosion. With the “Holy Sword” in front, he could block all attacks. He waited for the explosion but felt something at his feet.
“…!? Another ‘Air Pressure Sword’!”
“Exactly!”
Amariaz was rushing at him again. Wulf’s eyes widened.
“Are you going to self-destruct!?”
“Correct!”
“Shi-!”
By the time Wulf realized, it was too late. First, the “Air Pressure Sword” at his feet exploded, followed by the one blocked by the “Holy Sword.”
BOOM! BOOM!
Wulf’s left leg was blown off.