I became the slime toy of the evil dragon girl?

The seven people slowly dispersed, approaching in a semi-encircling formation.

The enemy archers and mages stared intently at Lilith, fearing that the shadow fairy might fly away.

Shadows surged around Lilith's body, and the Shadow Sword was held horizontally in front of her.

Barbara wasn't idle either. She flipped through the holy book, and a pale golden light fell on Lilith—[Blessing of Strength] [Blessing of Agility]—and also cast a layer of holy light protection around her location.

As for Ian, no one paid any attention to this slime. He was perched on Barbara's head, his magic ready to be unleashed.

The axe-wielding warrior charged forward first.

Lilith moved.

The shadow fairy's figure turned into a blurry afterimage.

In an instant, they circled around to the side of the axe warrior.

The shadow sword flashed!

Instead of taking the tomahawk head-on, the attacker precisely stabbed at the opponent's wrist holding the axe.

"clang!"

The axe warrior reacted quickly, flipping the axe handle to block.

But Lilith is much faster than him!

The short sword changed from a thrust to a slash the moment they clashed, sliding down the axe handle toward his fingers.

"what!"

The axe warrior cried out in pain and staggered backward. Three of his fingers were cut in half, his battle axe slipped from his hand, and he lost his fighting ability.

Almost simultaneously, the tall, thin archer's arrow pierced the air and struck Lilith directly between the eyebrows.

Ian's tentacles have moved.

The deep blue gel traced eerie arcs in the air.

The tips of the tentacles slightly distorted the surrounding space, a characteristic inherent to spatial magic.

Just before the arrow struck Lilith, its trajectory veered off course, grazing her hood and embedding itself in the tree trunk behind her.

"What?!" The archer's eyes widened.

"Magical interference?" The mage frowned, raising his staff. "Fireball!"

A blazing fireball condensed and shot out.

Just as Lilith was about to dodge, Ian's other tentacle reached out to meet her.

Spatial ripples appeared on the surface of the tentacle, and at the moment of contact with the fireball, they distorted a small area of ​​space around the fireball.

The fireball veered off course again, striking the face of the gaunt, sinister thief who had already reached behind Barbara, and then…

"boom!"

The thief was blasted to a crisp by his teammate's fireball, his hair even catching fire—and then another one burst into flames...

The dagger in his hand clattered to the ground, and he rolled his eyes and fainted.

A burnt meat smell reached Barbara's nose, making her shudder and prompting her to cast another layer of [Holy Light Protection] on herself.

"Spatial magic?!" The mage finally sensed the source of the magical fluctuations, his eyes widening in shock as he looked at Ian. "This slime knows spatial magic?!"

Within seconds of the start of the battle, both men were completely incapacitated.

Hawke's expression turned serious: "Attack together! Take care of that slime on the priest's head first!"

The remaining two Tier 3 melee fighters, Scarface and the Slave Hunter with a Sword, pounced on Barbara one after the other.

Hawke himself roared, his muscles bulging and his skin turning an unnatural red.

The [Berserk] skill is activated, and speed and strength are visibly increased.

He swung his broadswords and launched a charge, cleaving towards Barbara with the force of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.

……

Ian saw the slave hunters' offensive. The properties of spatial magic had now been tested.

It's time to get serious...

Let these bastards see what a magic machine gun is like!

Ian jumped off Barbara's head.

The moment the gelatinous body landed, dozens of magical tentacles instantly formed around it!

Each tentacle traced a twisting trajectory in the air, as if dozens of venomous snakes were attacking from different angles at the same time.

The tips of the tentacles shimmered with pale silver spatial magic, making their trajectories distorted and extremely unpredictable.

First of all.

The swordsman at the head of the group arrived first.

He swung his sword and severed two tentacles, but new tentacles quickly wrapped around his wrists without him noticing.

He felt as if the space around his wrist had been "frozen" for a moment, slowing his movements by half a beat.

In that short time, [Modular Casting] was activated.

The surrounding tentacles had already coalesced into more than a dozen spells: fireballs, wind blades, falling rocks...

Although they are all level one spells, their power is not very strong, but there are enough of them.

The sword-wielding slave hunter was engulfed by a massive amount of magic, and his body instantly became tattered and mangled.

Followed by.

Scarface lunged from the side and behind, his longsword aimed straight at Ian.

Ian's body suddenly "fell" into the shadows, causing the longsword to miss its mark.

"Shadow magic?!" the mage exclaimed in shock, his understanding of magic being utterly shattered.

That slime can not only use multi-elemental spells, but it can even manipulate spatial magic...

Now shadow magic has appeared!

"This can't possibly be a slime?!" The mage's back was soaked with cold sweat.

In his eyes, the slime no longer looked like a slime, but like a devil wearing a jelly shell!

The monk's exclamation had barely faded when...

He then saw the slime emerge from the shadow behind Scarface.

Like a ghost...

The monk hadn't had a chance to warn Scarface.

A spear made of shadow magic materialized out of thin air around the slime.

It goes straight from the scarred man's crotch to his skull!

His body was impaled on a spear.

"...Hiss!" Even just looking at it from afar, the mage felt a chill run down his spine and couldn't help but gasp...

At the same time.

Unnoticed in the rear, the archers who were preparing to provide support were also silently slit in the throat by Lilith emerging from the shadows.

The monk was still clutching his buttocks, lost in thought.

Boom!

The sound of an archer falling to the ground came from nearby.

He turned around as soon as he did.

I felt a cool sensation on my neck.

Ah... it turns out that the Shadow Fairy's sword was already at my neck.

"This is bad..."

Barbara simply stood still, and the holy light protective barrier she had released long ago remained completely unscathed.

She just stared blankly as Ian and Lilith wreaked havoc.

Her fingers were still on the [Healing] spell in the holy book, but she had no chance to use it at all...

"Glug~"

Barbara swallowed hard, her tuft of hair drooping limply in fright...

The battle turned into a one-sided massacre in just ten seconds!

……

Hawke, who was charging forward, was slowed down by the earthen wall and the mud spell.

He had just broken through three earthen walls when what came into view was—

Scarface's body, pierced by the shadow spear and suspended in mid-air; the sword-wielding slave hunter, his corpse riddled with magic and not a single part intact; and two ranged attackers behind him, one dead and the other thrown...

"???"

Hawke could hardly believe his eyes. Had he fallen into an illusion?

How come while I was breaking through a few walls, my teammates were kicked to death like stray dogs on the street?

Perhaps even worse than a stray dog...

Hawke's pupils contracted sharply, his hands trembled slightly, and even the broadsword in his hand shook.

A strong sense of fear crept into my heart...

Hawke shook his head, forcibly dispelling the fear in his heart, and muttered to himself to encourage himself.

"I'm a fourth-tier powerhouse! And I possess the rare combat skill [Berserk], making me stronger than the other six combined!"

Hawke charged toward Ian!