I Became a Shaman in a Fantasy World - Chapter 36



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#36 Interpretation is better than dreaming (4)

Even the migration of migratory birds may not be on this large a scale.

There were even monsters the size of a group.

They were flying across the entire sky.

“As you said, the elves’ power is definitely weakening.”

The arrow’s range has become so short that it can be felt with the naked eye.

The overall formation of monsters had also advanced towards the elves for quite some time.

Paramon said as if he was troubled.

“This isn’t usually a problem. Is it true that the curse will be lifted if the necromancer is destroyed?”

That depends.

If you arrive on time, it is possible, but if you are late, you may have to lift the curse separately.

I wanted to convey this message, but I couldn’t say it.

Because I was eating the wind.

“Ugh…!!”

I was dragged into the sky without even being able to spread my spirit.

Have you ever felt a lump in your throat?

I was forcing myself to breathe in air.

“Why are you talking… Hmm? I see. You were weak…”

Regardless of my condition, we are flying through the sky.

Several flying monsters were seen approaching the wall the elves had erected.

Considering that there aren’t any monsters that are concerned about us yet, we might be able to get through it without any problems.

At that moment, a loud shout burst out from the mouth of Pharaoh.

A scream full of mana.

“Irene! The monster will fall soon!”

Jjing –

I started to feel a buzzing sound in one ear and started to hear tinnitus.

It was so loud that it couldn’t have been a human voice.

Thanks to that, I ended up getting a lot of attention from the monsters in the sky.

“Chris, there are more of them than I thought… I guess we need to change our strategy.”

With a gesture of inspiration, the body rose vertically.

High in the sky, very high…

Enough to make a flying monster smaller.

“Let me explain in advance. No matter how great the country is, it is impossible to use large-scale magic while using flying magic.”

“….?”

“Heh heh.”

So how do we deal with those monsters?

At that moment, Pharamon took hold of my arms and stretched them wide to the left and right.

It was like he was hugging me from behind.

“If you don’t want to die, stretch out your body. I used to do this a lot when I was younger, but if you do it this way, you fall a little later.”

“….?”

At those words, his body began to fall to the floor.

The magic has been broken.

Crazy inspirational guys.

I heard the voice of Elder Paramon in my ear.

“This must be the first time something has fallen from the sky.”

It was a very joyful voice.

The rate of decline is getting faster and faster.

I thought it was going faster than when I was flying.

My cheeks were pushed from side to side and it was difficult to breathe.

Wheeeeeek –

As the ground neared, I could sense the elves chopping up the already dead monsters into small pieces.

Old Clocel mutters something with his eyes closed.

When the beckoning hand of inspiration stopped.

Flash –

A large bolt of lightning struck the monsters.

“Fly!”

If I had been just a little bit later, I would have hit the ground and turned into a mess.

The body that had risen again just in time began to rise into the sky, picking up speed.

Now was the chance.

He shook the bell and wrapped his whole body in spirit energy.

“after….”

“Why didn’t you do it earlier?”

“Give me time to do it. And if you’re going to drop me, tell me in advance…”

“Falling again.”

Once again my body fell to the floor.

Even though the fortune of a shaman is said to be one that is likely to lead to hardships, how can one skydive without a parachute?

Flash!

Lightning flashed across the sky once more and my body rose into the sky.

Monsters were falling onto the cornfield.

Some monsters were charred black, while others were convulsing.

“Have you seen? If you can’t move your wings, you can’t fly.”

Rather than immobilizing the wings, the monster itself was killed.

It is natural that when you die, you fall.

Old Man Clocel, sensing my absurd gaze, made a list of poor excuses.

“When I was young, my level was low, so all I could do was paralyze them. At that time, this was the right thing to do.”

Now I’m not sure either.

These were inspirations that could not be estimated with human common sense.

“Why are the dead monsters piled up like that?”

I said, pointing to the elves who were a long way behind.

“You have to make it like that before you resurrect as an undead. It’s a hassle, but it’s much easier that way.”

It was a more systematic battle than I thought.

As evidenced by the elves’ long lifespan, they already knew how to deal with monsters very well.

But, you know.

If the flying monsters ignore the elves and pass by, wouldn’t the World Tree be pierced right through?

As I looked back with that thought in mind, it was, as expected, a useless thought.

Spirits in the form of birds as large as monsters were tearing them apart.

“No matter how many monsters there are, they are no match for the elves. Of course, that is, as long as the elves don’t become weaker.”

“This seems to be the right direction.”

The monsters were increasing in number.

The monsters that had just been flying towards the elves until just now were now chasing us in quite a swarm.

To be exact, it’s a state of being surrounded on all sides by monsters.

These were monsters I was seeing for the first time.

Monsters that look like they could easily devour people.

Harpies that look like humans, and giant monsters that are thought to be wyverns.

What’s even more surprising is that even though we’re surrounded like this, there’s no sense of foreboding.

The ominousness that was rising now was all directed into the distance.

“I guess I’ll have to paralyze it with lightning again.”

“…Again?”

“Is there a problem?”

It’s not the falling from the sky that’s scary.

That’s because I have a bad relationship with lightning.

“hmm…”

A monster that was attacking us with its body suddenly falling passed overhead.

“Don’t panic. This happens often when you fly.”

“…Getting eaten by a monster?”

“That hasn’t happened yet.”

Monsters couldn’t make sharp turns like we did.

Clocell was taking advantage of that and was making his way through the monsters.

But that also has its limits when faced with large numbers.

Soon other monsters flew in front of us.

“Ramon!”

The hammer held in the hand of Paramon Inspiration.

It was swung around with a clear aura.

Kwaang –

Thud thud –

One harpy just burst into flames.

Blood and flesh flying.

Kwaaaaang –

All the monsters that rushed at us fell to the ground in the same way.

The wyvern was no exception.

Rather, the bigger the size, the louder the explosion sound.

“The hammer certainly feels good in the hand.”

Even if you catch just one wyvern, your mercenary group’s reputation will increase.

That means it’s a very powerful monster.

Such beings were now being killed in droves.

“It’s nearby.”

It was similar to the scenery I saw at the World Tree.

The elven forest seen in the distance was the same as the one I had seen back then.

There will be necromancers on the mountain peak you see now.

“If you go down, all the monsters nearby will rush at you.”

A situation where numerous flying monsters are already approaching nearby.

If we land on the ground, it is only natural that we will be the target of attack.

Clocell said, sounding slightly embarrassed.

“There’s a pretty high-level barrier set up. It looks like it’ll take some time to remove it. Is that okay?”

I too can feel the barrier covering the mountain peak.

A mysterious current surrounded the place.

It felt quite dirty, unlike anything Clocell had ever created.

Rather than twisting it like inspiration, it should be said that it looks like it is intimidating nature.

“Just stop the monsters.”

“It looks like there is a way.”

Daughter –

The senses calmed down.

Daughter –

My mind suddenly came to me following the sound of the bell.

The energy I felt around me and the mana that surrounded me were also clear.

Even though everything was clear, my mind was mysteriously hazy.

It’s a feeling I still can’t express in words.

Because I was me and yet I wasn’t me.

“Inspiration, that’s the entrance.”

I felt Old Man Clocel’s gaze looking at me with curiosity at my sudden change in speech.

“Okay, I see.”

Where the earth and trees cower in fear.

This was the beginning of the barrier.

The bodies of the inspirations touched the floor and made sounds.

It was a sound that only came from them.

Bam –

Bam-

“Hoo….”

“That’s what it was like when I first met Chris. I couldn’t even sense his presence.”

Daughter –

Monsters that were flying in the sky were coming down towards us.

It was so ferocious that it looked like it would bite at any moment.

“They’re exploiting children who already can’t eat.”

I made eye contact with the descending wyvern.

He was the guy with the most ferocious momentum.

Probably the leader of a pack of wyverns.

Two eyes slit vertically.

The two eyes that held a ferocious aura shook and avoided me, turning to go somewhere else.

The wyvern that had been so huge felt infinitely small and young.

Daughter –

“Go away.”

Shudder.

The wyvern’s wings fluttered.

Was he a guy with a lot of spirituality?

The boy let out a timid cry and started to fly up into the sky, turning in a different direction.

“Uh…”

“A wizard’s life is useless.”

For a moment, my head became noisy.

It seemed like an incomprehensible conversation was going on.

And then suddenly the inspirations appeared.

My appearance was also seen.

It was clear who the owner of the gaze was.

They were trees.

Swish –

The trees were waving their branches to welcome me.

At the same time, I was cowering in fear of something.

The surrounding nature was all in the same condition.

“I’m sorry.”

It wasn’t my fault, so why am I feeling so sorry?

When I poured out my feelings, these words came out.

I felt like they would listen to me now.

“Will you open the way?”

Swish –

A black, dead land that appears as space splits apart.

It was a place where a terrible stench was coming out.

As soon as I took my foot off the gas, Old Clocell’s mutterings brushed my ears.

“…It looks like I’m seeing an elf.”

Those were words that made me feel infinitely happy.