A Wish to Grab Happiness

Great front of the walled city of Gallu Amalia. As opposed to the first day, both the Gallu Amalia Army and the Volvato Front Army have not been able to take that step differently by striking and striking the back gate offense.

Everyone is just illuminated by the sun and only makes that silver light shine. One of the soldiers didn't even try to move.

No, I couldn't exactly move. Everyone is more than on the battlefield. Everyone is just ready to die. I can't say I have no fear, but I can accept it.

Nevertheless, I am sorry to die crushed by unimaginable force.

Battlefield skies. As you look down from heaven, the rain of that hotline pours down.

Burning the air itself, showing its frantic nature, yet a brilliant jewel glow. Demon, gem Ba-Agatos shines his natural red hair, white eyes and drives the universe. The way it was, it seemed like that's what he said he was the ruler of the hollow.

Against that, an inorganic doll walking wide across the earth. Amber eyes do not reflect any emotions. Demon, the gear Rabour greets the hotline in a pale way.

Violent hotlines that burn down humans in blinks are an indisputable threat even to Rabul. I don't know what would have happened if I had taken it alive.

But in her lifetime, she had never been one.

Rabul's legs undergo a transformation and his figure hangs away from the doll. It was badly shaped, and it was no longer like a leg but a sharp blade itself.

"Gem Ba-Agatos. Your king is already dead. Will you still resist? Seal the original book immediately."

Rabul waves up a giant demon leg in an instant, breaking the hotline and slashing it away. Next time, that again. A brilliant flash of gems had all been forced to alter its orbit in front of the demonic legs.

Gems that shake the universe say abominably.

"If the king is dead, you should let me be king. Number one, that's what you call a gear labour. Isn't your king the same? Oh, I'm sorry. Speaking of which, haven't you even seen the king's face? Because before you were born, all your species died, didn't they? So you haven't even been baptized by the king. - How does it feel to be born broken?

Agatos does not weaken the momentum when the hotline is crossed. Only such a flashing storm with even a cage of emotion was there, just with all its might, crushing the existence of a gear. If that flash operates in earnest, it will disappear easily with Volvato's army. That's all the outrage.

But Laboure slashed him from the front, and he jumped. It drives demonic legs and increasingly strengthens their viciousness to face Agatos.

For Rabul, hollow is never far off. It's even easy to run there. Only if she is the demon of the sky god.

The blade of the Devil's Leg dances through the universe, and that makes a strange noise if you don't slaughter Agatos' neck, no, the body itself. He was letting himself be pulled up screaming that the space would be cut off.

Rabul opens his mouth without moving one eyebrow root.

"I don't know what you're talking about. It's better than painting on the stigma of defeat and damaging death. Let's settle this for you immediately."

A jewel shoots down a blade that eats the universe with a hot line. At that moment, the next blade targets Agatos' belly and is also intercepted by a hotline.

That lasted a few degrees. From the side of the eye, it is no longer even difficult to chase demon attacks with your eyes. Every single one of the hotlines, and every wave of the demon's legs, is the ultimate of the condensed demon.

If you were just relative to them with a sword, the first demon definitely had the capacity to just disappear in an instant. They have a terrible but strange beauty to fang at each other.

But the antagonism that has lasted for a while is over. No. Maybe he wasn't even antagonizing.

Clearly, Agatos was beginning to lose the color of its momentum. The hotline fails to capture Labur, and Labur's demon legs continue to speed up its awe-inspiring speed and sharpness.

That was natural, too. Agatos still depends on his body and stays with his generation. Its maximum firepower is also limited.

That is how Rabul, by virtue of his primitive principles, will always prevail unless he is killed by a single blow. It was only then that Agatos, with all his might, had to overwhelm her.

Now that we were unable to do so, we are no longer beginning to see the end of this offensive with each other.

Agatos struck his tongue in the chest. Because of its insistence, the expression did not distort, but nevertheless the anxiety arises.

As it is, my defeat is determined. If you say or continue to turn up the output, it is Leu's soul that screams.

If you fill your body with magic, your hands and feet will belong to Agatos, and the slightly remaining soul of Leu will disappear.

There is no reason why we should hesitate to do so if it is. Yeah, it shouldn't be like that. That's what I told Reu I'd show him human ugliness, but it should be an easy calculation of how the balance leans compared to life.

Agatos felt his throat ring. Not enough magic. Each and every one of the hotlines emanating from the gems is still filled with crazy magic. It wasn't something that could last that long.

As he saw it, Rabul opened his mouth with his demon legs raised.

"Gem Ba-Agatos. Let's just do it once now. It seals the original. There's no reason for you to get into the human race. Weak, they have no meaning, no value for nothing to produce. When it comes to their role, the extent to which they give back their accumulated magic to us by dying. Make an immediate decision."

The flash emitted by the demonic legs was finally beginning to reach Agatos himself. Blood erupts from his arms, polluting the sky. All over Agatos' body began to make a noise. It would no longer be to the extent that even the hotline should be released one more time.

What Rabul says was something to agree with for Agatos as well.

Kill and eat humans. That's the demon. The role of man is to the extent of a livestock that dies and spits out the enchanted magic and devotes it to demonization. Agatos thinks that's probably what Rabul is up to this time.

Now this world has an excessively thin concentration of magic compared to when Agatos was born and raised. The cause is clear. The demon's rooted demonic nature has disappeared, and Altia has stereotyped the demon and taken its mystery away.

Sooner or later, from this world, even the notion of the original demon may disappear. In order not to accomplish that, Rabul probably chose the technique of killing a lot of people. It's certainly more efficient than killing each and every one of them around.

That's how humans can't resist, and they keep killing their own people for sparing their lives.

After all, humans are ugly and weak. I'm willing to deny that. It wasn't even in Agatos. With a slight absurdity of exhalation, Agatos drives through the universe.

But. There is one thing I cannot accept. That's how a demon named Agatos never makes his head nod when he complains.

"Huh? What do you mean, it's not worth it?

Even so, I can't accept it.

Agatos opens his eyes like a gem and bites his teeth off. It tasted like blood for a long time. Momentum shakes up his arms well and holds his fist in. I can't shoot down Rabul, but that's a shake for you.

Naturally, Rabul let go of his demonic legs to intercept it and not to decide his heart as it was. The sound is lost and the sky interrupts.

The death of the flesh caught a glimpse of Agatos for a moment as well. But still, her thoughts remain the same.

Agatos saw several human beings. A human being could throw his own life, but he moved his steps forward without saving someone. Some humans gave love to protect others without even looking at their own perils.

The man who did so was subjected to a painful past and scratched to see that death was in front of him, but that it would help people.

Have a human habit that is too weak and has no original. Still, they kept carrying everything, and they came here. It's just a child of a person.

- What's so beautiful about it?

Red hair sits in heaven. White eyes opened with a grand gesture, and for a moment Agatos regained his body.

On a long stretched limb, its body with femininity is just a manifestation of beauty. This is what all the jewels are all about.

Thus, the last jewel hotline was used to push one's body forward in the opposite direction from Laboul. Instead of no longer being in sight, if it's human meat, bounce it. That acceleration range that flies.

For a moment, Rabul's reaction is delayed. Agatos knows very well that she can't react to things she hasn't seen before.

"- I'm only proud of their strength. They're so much more beautiful than you, Rabul."

It makes a dull noise. A fist of haughty speed, all smashing through the space itself and accelerating by the hotline, captured Rabul's body.