A Wish to Grab Happiness

Great Demon. They can have multiple powers at times, but there is still only one source of origin. Although Vrilligant has seized numerous powers, there should be no exceptions in that regard.

Then there is always a gap to follow. I can kill him if I break down his original script.

Gemstone Agatos advances through the darkness, holding his own fingertips. The high nose turned up in silence.

There was silence and darkness here that seemed to lose even its own contours.

Agatos himself does not know where he is headed. The magic of Fialert was no longer felt, and everything that should be the guiding principle has been lost.

But I won't allow the leftover incense of Leu's soul to stay with her. Only that will was moving her legs forward in the darkness that made her even feel cold.

The matter of Leu's soul, the matter of Rugis, who seems to be still alive outside, and the matter of the fialert that turned him into Vrilligant's heart, a pile of problems are swirling around Agatos' brain.

But every one of them should see the settlement as long as they kill Vrilligant. Whether that's the way you want it, or not.

Agatos rang his throat. There was no sound.

Vrilligant is inside the original. This place represents his very roots, his essence.

The darkness has stretched out onto Agatos' cheek. I accidentally shook my head and paid for it, but there were just signs that the heat had been taken away from me.

With no sound, Agatos abhors his exhalation. She was now aware that she was frightened. While the flames of outrage flame brilliantly burn, she is undoubtedly afraid.

That's not because I'm afraid of this darkness, or because I'm being attacked by the fear of being deprived of my soul and body at what time.

- It's just that I realized that I was looking at the nature of Vrilligant incorrectly.

His essence is not the usurper, etc.

This void.

It was terribly unpleasant. We desperately tried to kill Vrilligant, but maybe he didn't know death itself. Whether it is day or night, he has not been given death.

Is that why Altia stayed just to take the heart, too? If so, what should I do?

Agatos snorted several times. There was no sound, but there was a slight smell in this empty space.

As soon as possible, Agatos wrinkles between his eyebrows. I looked so disgusted that I didn't have any more. A righteous face gave a plausible expression of disgust.

It's the smell I didn't want to smell whenever possible. Spirit God - no, fairy tribe, that's also a magical smell reminiscent of Drigman.

That has emerged as the only guiding principle in this void. It was where I wanted to push dignified in the opposite direction if I could, but reason remained to such an extent that I could push him against the boulder.

Agatos, behind his lid, saw Drigman flaunting his shoulders and a hateful grin. He had the same look on his face from time to time, even when we had a shoulder-to-shoulder battle together.

But Agatos shakes his long eyelashes and narrows his eyes. I couldn't see it again, and now I bite it off.

There have been many feuds, but it is still too rare to lose a demon's compatriot. Agatos has yet to fully understand that his existence has been lost.

The sigh leaks out.

"-Do this guy all the time. What do you care? Farewell to your convenience. I don't know what to do after that. Isn't that great? I can't imitate it. I risk my life for someone because of my will. I wonder if that's so noble."

My voice wasn't ringing. But Agatos said to throw it away, even with stupidity. I felt like I had to keep it that way now, but I was doing something about it.

Never again, do you think I can't do it anymore?

Following the smell of grief, Agatos just walked. The heat, the light, was beginning to take away from its entire body.

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No more. I can't help it.

I wanted to spit out such stupidity by accident. He makes his legs jump aggressively as he spits his blood clot out of his throat several times.

Otherwise, the Vrilligant guy would just wiggle his wings or tail and I'd be crushed all over my body and sprinkled with bone blood. Then the mountain skin will be terrible already. Even now it's bloody.

Worse still, Agatos was apparently dead. The jewels that were dancing slowly around me do not react to the tingling.

I have no choice. I'm already half dead, too. If it's not such a body, it's dead a few times.

My throat is about to burn. I leak my breath. The scratchy body just felt paralyzed.

Stick the tip of the Devil's Sword to the sky and stick your shoulders out so as to ignore the screams from your body. At the same time, I drew a line with purple electricity flowing, and I drew just half a circle.

Moments, the bulk of the outrage comes swinging off. Dragon braces. An incarnation of usurpation that, if touched, will take you to your skeleton.

The Devil's Sword seemed to know this. He tells me how to slash him while he sucks on my arm. That's why I was still standing here.

There was a moment at the same time as I shook off my sword. The dragon, who has finished throwing up his braces, begins to wake up slightly.

Okay, what do we do?

Vrilligant's move has increased its acumen with each passing hour. It was evidence that magic and blood began to spin all over my body. If only time goes by like this, he must fly through the sky and blow me up every mountain.

That will be the end of it. I really can't help it anymore.

There was an instant tour. Long time no see, and I feel nostalgic then. I feel like I've done this many times in the past. Apparently it was a terrible lifetime.

"But then we'll get through it again. Wow, I lost something I couldn't get through."

I said with a grin as I accidentally made myself. In my head, I was remembering Agatos' words.

- That's not how demons fight. It has to be more devastating and ruinous.

Nothing I liked and didn't feel like getting enough demons, but I still didn't think I could kill Vrilligant just because I was waving my sword.

The proximity to Vrilligant was made possible by the support of Agatos. As the Devil's Sword says, it's better to hit him directly with a blade and leave him a scratch.

If things hadn't changed for a few hours like this, it might have worked out with them. But the situation certainly gets worse. He will gain power, and I will lose power.

I needed an absolute cut to move the scale.

Then there's no choice. No matter how much you hate it, there is something destined to follow. If you have to make it happen, let's make it happen.

Put your strength on the fingers of both hands holding the Devil's Sword, I said.

"Let's go, hero killer. The enemy is a dragon hero. I have nothing to complain about. He's a good opponent, there won't be any more."

At the same time, the storm of dragons was felt close by. Vrilligant is roaring at the sky.

That's not complaining about pain, or sounding some emotion. Nature and I found that out.

There's only one thing he's saying.

- I'm here. Look at me. Know my power.

The roar of the strong. It's so powerful that it seems to resonate with everything in the world. I was only once in charge of the Horn of God.

Maybe that's all he's got. It's not endless faith, it's not uniquely willed, it's not the ideal I dreamed of. Only that voice might have aroused him, and gained enough strength.

But we no longer have the means to know that.

"... let's stop it. Your time is over."

Biting his back teeth, he waved a hero kill. So, squeal.

"I'll put you to sleep in the coffin again -" Unlocking the Original ""