Chapter 234.1. Not Quite The Same Aegir Like In The Novel

The fierce battle between Annal and Sena’s group begins, not exactly following the original storyline.
“As long as we recover our mana, victory is ours!”
“Yeah! That’s right!”
Yamiyo swiftly enters the enemy’s midst like a leopard, swinging his sword. Tamamo spreads her fan and sends numerous foxfires to provide support.
“We’ll take down the key members!”
“Don’t let that happen!”
Annal counters with a thrust of his rapier, and Masatoshi uses his blazing crystal sword clashes to respond, creating a symphony of swords.
“Poyo~”
“Gah!”
Poyorin extends diamond-made tentacles from its body, sweeping away enemies.
“Everyone, focus on supporting Masatoshi-san’s group!”
Sena issues command while delivering powerful punches that knock down the enemies.
The sight of enemies rolling on the ground like balls leaves one wondering what support even means. She’s still the silver-haired beauty with a straightforward approach.
Shin, Sei-chan, and Guu-chan join the battle, tipping the scales in their favor. The situation remains tense as Aegir faces Shin’s group and considers attacking here.
“Becoming a Saint, you say… Well then, let’s test if that power is the real deal. Aegir of !”
With his teeth grinding, Aegir seems to have resolved to fight against Mii-chan, scattering a malevolent aura around him.
“Today’s a bad day, so let’s meet again sometime! I’ll let you show me your power then. Kukakaka.”
And with that, he turns his back and flees into the sky with determination.
Since Frigg-oneesan sealed his teleportation, it seems he’s opted for a self-propelled escape. That guy has zero pride as a boss, huh?
“Wait, Aegir! I won’t let you escape… Argh, Flesh Golem are in the way!”
Shin fights Flesh Golems, then for some reason, as if fearing something, he shouts to Aegir.
“The enemy boss fled in fear of Shin-san! This is our chance!”
“Uoooh!”
In response to those words, everyone’s fighting spirit rises as they let out a powerful roar.
Isn’t that strange? Did it seem like he fled in fear of Mii-chan? Mii-chan has been sidelined.
It feels odd, but well, whatever. Let’s go after Aegir.
As Mii-chan starts running, a few enemies block her path, and she takes a deep breath, switching focus.
[Move, lowlife.]
With a strong determination in her gaze, my glare caused the enemies to shift sideways as if parting the sea.
Isn’t that cool? Mii-chan inwardly chuckles with a smirk.
Displaying the strength of the new press machine, I chase after Aegir, who has already disappeared deep into the cave.
[Ground Shrink]
Miu’s body vanishes from the spot, leaving only a faint trail of dust in the air.
Miu races through the tunnel, leaving no trace, but Aegir seems to be using a high-speed movement spell, making it hard to catch up.
“Wait, wait~! Wait up~!”
“Who’s going to wait? You monster, you damn monster!”
We’re playing tag-like, I try to stop him with a cute voice, but Aegir doesn’t halt.
Despite being a Lich, Aegir shouts in a trembling voice, fueled by fear.
What’s going on? This story. Miu and Aegir seem to be the only ones sane… Well, sane, or seeing reality.
The others seem a bit odd… Was Masatoshi also normal?
I fall into the bad habit of pondering, and her steps slow slightly with something bothering me. Seeing this, Aegir desperately thrusts Crowley’s Box towards her.
“Come, minions. Protect me from that monstrosity!”
[Undead Legion]
Crowley’s Box splits into multiple boxes, and azure flames erupt.
Liches slowly emerge from the burning cold flames. Black armor adorned with magic gems, bodies almost three meters tall, exuding a powerful miasma.
All Liches are equipped with a cursed magic glaive that brings death and a magic tower shield ring equipped with gems providing magical resistance. Their movements are eerily smooth, defying their skeletal appearances.
-High Lich: Level 55, Weakness: Fire, Holy-
“I see, so you kept your trump card hidden. But I think summoning High Liches is pointless.”
Miu’s sharp gaze shines like a raptor’s, smirking with a fierce smile.
High Liches swiftly form a formation to block the corridor and prepare to face them, placing their tower shields on the ground.
“Let me take them down.”
“Hah!”
Someone is leaning forward, about to launch an attack, then a female voice resounds. A flash of white light passes beside Miu, effortlessly skewering one of the High Liches with its shield.
It melts away like heated styrofoam, disappearing instantly.
“Heheh, young lady, leave this to me.”
Coming from behind Miu is Frigg-oneesan. It’s as if the goddess of beauty has come to the rescue.
With eyes that sparkle like never before, an enchanting smile, and her golden hair flowing dramatically, Frigg-oneesan passes by Miu and heads towards High Liches.
Her magic armor is pink, equipped with a back-wing binder, lightly armored but covering her entire body.
She wields a magical submachine gun, its gleam imbued with magic.
“Now, will you accept my greeting?”
[Psychic Spear]
When Frigg-oneesan pulls the trigger of her submachine gun, a dry sound rings out as countless golden bullets are fired.
The golden bullets melt in the air, transforming into thin spears that pierce through High Liches’ shield and impale their bodies.