Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

From the magic formations depicted on Graham's left and right, something like a spear pattern appears.

"Raggedy Sickle Befenuguzdogma"

Align the pattern with the pattern from left to right, which becomes a single stick.

A great sickle emitting immense magic appeared in Graham's hand, as it rotated and slashed and tore the magic formation.

"Be careful."

Celis tells the (Jeff) most as he sets up his Banzai sword.

"God's power."

Graham puts a friendly look on his face and utters words lightly.

"He's right, you should be careful -"

With the Great Sickle directly beside him, Graham turned his gaze to the phantom knights.

"- Otherwise, it'll be over in a second."

Towards the most (Jeff), the messy god Sickle Befenuguzdogma is waved.

It's just a flash of death.

As the silence pressed, there was no sound, no light, just a blade of cutting walked away.

The Four Evil Royals made it the most (Jeff) they even called him, and struck him so hard that he couldn't even react, but Selis was taking it with a 10,000 lightning sword.

"That's just great. This is the first time you've ever taken the first blow from a messy god sickle. But..."

A blood splash can shower Celis.

The third (Zeno) neck, which was in a different place than the direction in which the sickle was wielded, flew and rolled down the floor.

"This Sickle of God is the power of Aganzon, the Frenzy God. Mad, disturbed order makes even cause and effect rampant. This is a great sickle of disorder. Befenugzdogma wielded, but at the end of the day, no one knows what the consequences will be -"

In the middle of words, Graham spits blood and wets his mouth.

With enough < phantom fiction (linel) > and < secret magic (nazilla) > to completely erase existence, the second (ed) and fourth (zet) approached and pinched from the front and back.

Graham's abdomen and chest were pierced with a root killer demon sword.

"You're too chatty."

"Destroy."

The two determine the root of Graham with the Devil's Sword.

All he did was fight back, and he waved down the befenuguzdogma, but number two (Ed) did it without difficulty.

Moments later, Graham flew as if his neck had been snapped.

The suspicious gaze was directed at its neck by No. 2 (Ed) and No. 4 (Zed).

"I thought you said cause and effect would run wild. The wretched sickle that swung down came off. That's why my neck was ripped off."

Graham's neck spoke that way, rolling down the ground.

Then the blood splash was up again, and now the neck of number four (Zed) was snapped.

I guess it's the power of befenugzdogma.

Cause and effect are completely insane and the predictions are as if they don't make up.

It was precisely the Great Sickle of Disorder.

As he said, even Graham waving the divine sickle (Shinren) would not have been able to read the results.

To the Knights of Fantasy, you couldn't have figured that out.

"Come on."

Graham's body without his neck moves and grabs the second (Ed) demon sword unmade that pierces him himself.

I put a lot of effort into it and broke it with my bare hands.

If you wave down the messy god sickle, the whole body of number two (Ed) will be slashed and torn, and blood will overflow.

Even the wound would have disorder working, the restorative magic would not work, and he broke his knee on the spot.

"Ngu!!

I make a gap right after I wave down the divine sickle, and the most (Jeff) pokes the demon spear.

The tip stretched out, divided into ten pieces, and pierced Graham's body.

"... or yes...!

"Nooooooo......!!

The best (Jeff) stretched the demon spear further and, as it were, stuck Graham on the cave wall.

He stopped sewing his left and right arms and sealed the messy sickle.

"Oh, boy."

pierced arms, but Graham nevertheless moved.

Blood overflows, flesh is torn, but I don't mind, trying to scrape my arm as it is, and Graham lifts the Great Sickle.

"Well done, most (Jeff)"

Bloody number two (Ed) stood in front of Graham with a broken demon sword in his hand.

In its sword body, a vast amount of magic gathers.

Even his afterlife was gathered, a glow of life.

For a moment, that gaze, number two (Ed) turned to Sellis.

"Captain (Isis), was I a ghost?

pale number two (Ed) said.

"Number two (Ed)!!

It was the best (Jeff) that shouted.

The voice that stops him, however, does not reach that ear.

"Pass away first. Let's talk in hell, number two (Ed)."

Satisfied No. 2 (Ed) laughs.

That's how I stabbed a broken demon sword into Graham.

"" Root Light Extinguishing (Gavel) "

The exploding light dyed bright white in front of me.

It quickly blew everything in the cave, deciding half the thundercloud volcano, the junction itself.

Its power, which exploded the magic of its roots, does not extend far with concurrent magic.

Not to mention there won't be anything indestructible in the heartland.

But...

"We sacrifice our lives, we fight our enemies. It's like a ghost fight."

The light subsided and a shadow with no neck appeared there.

Alive.

Graham has the number two (Ed) neck in his hand.

< Root Light Extinguishing (Gavel) > is on the verge of activation, it probably dropped its neck and reduced its power.

But it still doesn't change that I was in the heart of Root Light Extinguishing (Gavel).

While eating that direct hit, he stands still.

"But I guess he tried to protect it. Kill the little one and let the big one live. It's always been you Knights of Fame who came."

"Destroy me, monster"

With the gap made by No. 2 (Ed.) in Root Light Extinguishing (Gavel), Celis was building the Sphere of Possibilities Magic Formation in front of him.

His suicide bombing magic is ripping off Graham's anti-magic and, more importantly, bouncing the messy god Sickle Befenuguzdogma off his hands.

I didn't think it was number two (Ed) until I let Graham do most of it.

That's fabric.

He risked his life to create a winning chance for Sellis.

"" Wave lid appearance (Veneziara) "

Thousand Thunder Swords, Celis pierced the Sphere Magic Formation.

At the same time, nine blades of possibility pierce nine sphere magic formations.

The thunder broke my ear.

The area could be overflowing with purple electricity...

The heavens roared, the earth shook, and even the remaining junctions of Thundercloud Volcano were instantly swallowed, dyed by purple electricity.

"Well, you couldn't have shown weakness for a moment."

Look at the great magic of Celis. Note that Graham speaks those words like a public tale.

"In this dillheid like pulling out the eyes of a living horse, if you don't be ruthless, you'll be instantly fed"

Jijiji, and a purple thunderbolt that ran to the ground paint a huge magic formation at the mouth of the fire decided by < Root Light Extinguishing (Gavel) >.

"I can't stop waving the right sword. Every demon eye, every ear, watches over a strong demon clan. I don't know where or who is watching or listening. If you seek to solemnize one wicked, you will be destroyed by many wicked people. If you hadn't stayed a bloodthirsty, mad ghost, you'd have put your own blood in danger."

With his own magical power, he builds a bond not to destroy the country, and Celis loosely sets up a 10,000 lightning sword.

"As a result, you never even protected your loved ones. If one of you had helped, you'd know that's your weakness. Other blood families would have been targeted soon. Thus, the Knights of Illusion have continued to play ghosts, disputing wicked demons, wicked humans, waving the sword of righteousness, without even confirming directly with their companions in words"

Graham marks a step.

"But Celis Voldigord..."

His appearance disappeared, and appeared in front of the most (Jeff).

"Ha...!!

Before the most (Jeff) waved the spear, Graham was piercing his left chest with his fingertips.

If you squeeze that root all the time, the most (Jeff) body will tremble.

- You've only shown people their hearts once.

"but....................."

The best (Jeff) will break out, but Graham will be able to hold him down.

"You could not destroy him, who is no longer a ghost"

"What's wrong with that?

Sellis turns his cold demon eyes to Graham.

Most (Jeff) lives and so on. It just seems like he's only thinking about screwing that sword on his enemies.

"It means you can't abandon him. Until the end, a foolish apprentice who never noticed your sincerity."

Graham returned the look of pity to Celis.

"Didn't you? Calling yourselves ghosts, you called yourselves unnamed knights. I wonder why he's a knight? There was a point in waving the right sword. You will also notice your purpose if you light up your actions and the meaning of the words that have been put into your mouth."

I've already looked into the magic preparations.

But Celis does not wave that purple electric demon sword.

I'm just staring at Graham, who sets up the most (Jeff) as a shield.

"Only those who noticed, you welcomed them into the knight without name, and made them ghosts. Even if we can't save everything, we need to make sure this country moves in the right direction. We've been destroying, destroying, destroying."

With a frigid grin, Graham says.

"You abandoned yourselves. One day I've been waving that ghost sword to make a time when no one can go wrong, knowing I'm doing something wrong. Abandon the present, but for the future."

Graham moves on as he lifts the most (Jeff).

"The only exception to the Knights of Fantasy was this most (Jeff) child I picked up. He knew nothing and acted with you. You just kept playing the ghost and couldn't tell him the truth. I hoped you'd understand. The burden made the mistake of not destroying him."

With an untrustworthy face, he says.

"Is it a place where you don't have to hit it but not far away?

"Most (Jeff)"

Not fitting Graham, Sellis said.

"If you don't change your mind, I told you I'd destroy you like a ghost."

Rooted and tormented, the best (Jeff) squeezes out his voice.

"... Ya, do it... Captain (Isis)..."

As I realized, I just finally realized, he said.

"... now... just now I have become a ghost...!

All things must have finally fallen to his heart in the insanity of the Master's previous actions.

"... apologies again... when we met in hell..."

"Well said."

Celis took a step and stuck out a 10,000 lightning sword.

Purple electricity bursts and the sword stretches out.

That went straight through the (Jeff) right eye of the best.

Blood overflows from his roots.

Magic played and swirled in disastrous ways.

The roots of it were trying to show the truth.

Ruling the dimension, its magic.

"... hey...?

"Look, you can't abandon him"

Sellis' blow was not the magic of its doom, the Ten-Purple Electric Field Thunder Sword (Lavia Neold-Galvarizen).

If Graham lays his hands on it, there will be a messy god sickle befenugzdogma flying, coming back.

"Come on, what can you slaughter?

He waved the Sickle of God as he wished.

Then Celis' left arm was amputated and he fell off a burrito.

"Captain (Isis) Huh!!

To the most shouting (Jeff), Celis, for the first time, turned a serene look.

"Most (Jeff). Times change. In a peaceful world, we don't need ghosts. But you have a way to live as a king."

The root of the nearest (Jeff) to doom awakens its power, as it responds to the magic of the Banzai sword.

The blood of his companion overflowed, and it became a sphere, enveloping him.

"Times could change. But nothing changes."

If Graham waved the befenugzdogma, now his own left hand fell.

"Hassle."

Yet again, waving the messy god sickle, Celis' right leg was now severed.

"The Ghost Most (Jeff) is doomed. Farewell, Aegis. My beloved disciple, who is deaf."

"Regiment -"

Words were drunk in time and space, and the best (Jeff) disappeared, along with a sphere of rampant blood.

"You live."

"Beautiful master, love."

Graham, who had lost his right leg and had broken his knee, stood with a befenuguzdogma.

Thin purple electricity runs to heaven from the Ban Thunder Sword at the same time as the messy God Sickle is waved.

Sellis stuck his 10,000 lightning sword straight into Graham's belly.

"... you made a mistake, Celis Voldigord..."

"No name is required for a ghost. You, the doomed one, inscribe this name on your head. I'm the Knights of Illusion, Captain."

The great magic exercised at the same time as the words was < Extinction Ten Purple Electric Field Thunder Sword (Lavia Neold-Galvarizen) >.

An enormous amount of purple electricity falls with a lightning bolt.

Aim is not the root.

Graham's body burns, turns into a miserable ash, and collapses.

"Do you want to be unable to use the messy sickle first?

At the next moment, the blade of silence slashed and ripped the purple electricity falling off so as to strike out the roaring thunderbolt.

A messy sickle cut off a possible lightning sword.

"I was lucky. You should have targeted the roots directly."

Squeezing the 10,000 Thunder Sword Gaudgaymon, with all its magic, Sellis said.

"" Wave lid appearance (Veneziara) "

"Still, my victory didn't shake."

The blade of Befenuguzdogma touched Sellis' neck directly, and was clamping.

"Unless you abandon the most (Jeff)"

Its neck, which danced through the universe, tries to use < resuscitation (ingual) >, but could not be exercised magically.

Graham scratched his neck with his shattered hands, almost ashed.

"Oh, I finally got it. You are strong. [M] The only thing you can do without destroying it is break a bone."

Graham sticks that celis neck all the way to his own neckless body.

Particles of magic covered his neck, and, fully connected.

Now I'm Celis Voldigord.

Your body is full of magic, and purple electricity runs.

Graham's body, which had turned into ash, healed little by little.

He twists his neck to the left and right, making sure it moves the way he thinks it does.

Put your hands together and draw a sphere magic formation with violet electricity.

Slightly, the controls were unstable.

"Does it take a little while to get used to it? Now he's going to understand."

Recovering a rolling 10,000 lightning sword and three necks of a phantom knight, Graham painted a magical formation of.

"Until then, what do we do and play?

Graham moved somewhere.

All that remained was Selis Voldigord's body.

If you noticed, it was nighttime around.

Until just now, even though the sun was in the sky.

In the night sky, besides the ordinary moon, another, fantastic moon, artieltnor, floats.

Silver moonlight falls, sparkling and snowflakes descend to the fire escape.

That turned into the girl's appearance.

Hair stretches long to the ankle of his leg, holds a silver glow in his eyes, and wraps a pure white costume around his body.

It was Militia the Creator.

If she lays her hands on Sellis' body, the snowflake flickers.

The severed neck, wrapped around the silver light, was restored with the power of creation.

Slightly Celis opens his eyes.

"... God of Creation... or... what do you want...?

Cerris asked as she lay down.

Even if his neck goes back, he doesn't already have the power to stand up.

"You will soon perish"

In a quiet voice, Militia said.

"The only root left in that body is your consciousness. Everything else, he took. And if your consciousness dies, someone named you disappears."

Celis was silent.

"For this world. I want to fulfill your desire to keep fighting for peace"

Yes, Militia offered.

"What do you want?

"Destroy as a ghost. Get rid of me."

Sellis responded instantly.

"From this world, from the head of Anos"

Straight, Militia peeks into Celis' face.

"Why?"

"He's smart. You'll already be halfway through who I am. Tattooed, but if you find out I'm doomed, you're bound to find out who I am and what caused it."

"He will want to know the end of you"

Slowly Celis shook her neck left and right.

"Times change. He was determined to end the never-ending battle. We are breaking the chain of hatred, trying to unite the demons and join hands with humans. But it wasn't just my mother who destroyed me, it was her."

As she mocked herself, Celis raised her voice.

"He doesn't even look like me. strong, and gentle."

In a heavy tone, Celis said.

"Do you give hatred to that guy who wanted peace? Let yourselves walk the path of vengeance, saying no to foolishness"

Once he sighed, he said again.

"I can't do that at all. Straight ahead, just look forward. You just have to take the path of peace without being dragged down by hatred"

The silver light surrounding Celis is weakening and his body is about to disappear.

Its roots are about to come to an end.

"The Demon King doesn't need a little cloud. Nothing may remain unknown. There was no father. Unnamed ghosts remain nameless until the end, and only disappear."

"What does he do?

"I am not the enemy of Anos. If you don't know anything, you will destroy it."

nod, Militia said.

"Let's make it happen"

The light of the falls and the destroyed Thundercloud Volcano returns to normal.

She portrayed herself and Sellis with the < Metastasis (Gatom) > magic formation.

The landscape changed and the two showed up on a hill overlooking Midhaze.

"From here, you can see his castle"

"... that's good..."

With the scarce magic that seemed to disappear now, Celis squeezed out his voice.

A gentle breeze blows.

The silver hair of the Creating God fluttered and swayed.

"Is there anything left to say?

Militia asked gently.

Still, Celis is silent.

"Nobody's listening. At the end of the day, not a ghost, but your words."

All the while, Sellis ate his teeth, and then, he uttered words.

"... was an impudent father..."

Try to hold onto something that sticks up, Sellis says.

"I waved my sword for the next generation. In order to protect him, he was heartless, and he beheld many. This hand, covered in blood, didn't deserve to hold that child."

With his eyes, he looks back at his own life, which continued to be a ghost.

"In this time of war, there was no way, and I gave up. If you had strength like that kid, if you had a strong desire to screw everything down and make peace, you might have had a different ending. I went the wrong way."

Celis grabs the hill sand all the time.

It slipped through his nearly faded body and spilled.

"Only the number that perished, have we really come close to peace? Has it really become a better world just because of the number of people you've missed? I don't know a few things that I gave up when I had to. I may have been a real ghost mad with blood as I continued to play the ghost."

Tears seep into Celis eyes holding his fist.

"I killed that kid's mother. I took it. I killed him. No man could be more stupid."

In a strong, strongly gripped fist, the nails devour and the blood drips.

"I can't even reveal it with my parents, I can't even call my name to do it, it's just harsh, loving, stupid..."

He shivers that body.

The light rises, and the soul, slowly rises to heaven.

"I can't do one fatherly thing... still..."

Sellis revealed his grief, his wish.

"I wanted to at least show him the peaceful times he wanted..."

Repentance seeps into words.

"It didn't come true"

Squeezed fists, Celis slaps them to the ground.

It didn't come true, and again, weakly, he said.

"... but that's fine... I'm wrong, which means he's right. He doesn't even look like me, he never fails..."

Militia shook her head left and right.

"He was called the Demon King of Atrocities, to protect his loved ones. I've played ghost, just like you."

Celis slightly rounds his eyes.

"Parents and children, so much alike"

"... not like me..."

"You haven't failed. Your will, he's succeeding. The world will be at peace. The days you fought must lead you there"

Once, cut the words, she said.

"He'll connect us."

Small, Celis exhales.

"If I may, in times of peace..."

The silver light that surrounds him bounces for a moment, and its body turns into a particle of magic.

"I wanted to hold him"

The roots of Sellis were completely doomed away, and later nothing remained.