Everyone here...
Unfamiliar voices echoed in the brains of all creatures, including monsters.
I feel like I got my throat burned by alcohol.
It's like you've accomplished something.
And somewhere boring.
Everyone thought it was such a voice, an overwhelming strong man.
(This voice... somewhere)
Only one of them, Tenji, noticed.
Really vague and blurry memories.One of the faint trivial memories left behind by the hippocampus, which temporarily preserved the memory, was the voice.
I don't remember anyone clearly.
But this voice sounded familiar.
No, the phrase "familiar" is also a bit flawed.
It's not like I heard it clearly.
But Tenge knows.
"Help me, drunken boy!!"
Tenge spoke the name out loud.
Do you like the words of the Lord of the Future? "Ku Ku Ku Ku" and laughter echo in everyone's brain.
And the Flame Demon Sword changed shape.
To a new sword that condenses hell, like a much more terrifying sword than the one that you got with the Fire Demon.
Kukukuku, that's good. Tell them who the real king is. "
The moment the drinking boy said so, one arm of Tenji was wrapped in a white flame.
The white flame gradually took shape, and armor appeared.
"Ugh!?"
Originating from its armor, Tenji's whole body of blood boils.
Hot, cold, and painfully hot - but somehow the power that feels superior runs all over your body.I was able to hold the firepower of the sword with one grip.
As usual, I can shake my sword.
A horn grew on my forehead.
Shake it to the fullest! The sword will be a shake of the king, the name...
With joy and trembling souls, the drinking boy shouted to the tenge.
At that moment, the link between Tenji and the alcoholic child's consciousness was completed, and a part of the sword's memory flowed into Tenji's memory without hearing the next word.
A genuine demon turns into a Tenji, shaking his sword in the shape of a demon.
"― ― The Prison King's Sword No Red Museki "
White and red, and clear flames.
Beautifully woven and integrated with the air.
It was more beautiful and sophisticated than ever before.
The Prison King's sword collided with the base of his neck, which seemed to be the easiest to slash in the monster's body.
The neck of the monster was much stiffer than I expected.
I realized I couldn't cut off my neck with one swing.
Even if I shake this sword with all my might, my sword will burn to pieces.
The mood between the monster and Tenge bumps into each other.
Is it bad luck or good?
When the sword's Hellfire began to devour the monster's neck, his stiffness was cut.
Is that the will to push it back from there?
An orange, streamlined line that was only partially drawn began to spread throughout his body.
Soon after that, his neck began to harden beyond recognition.
The Tenji's sword was pushed back with a twitch.
"Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Both roars scatter sparks.
The monster's jagged mouth was full of fury.
From the mouth of the demonized Tenji, I heard the cry of my soul saying, "Can I lose?"
No one can break into a collision between the two.
Explosions and shock waves erupted around the collision, and the other four were in a situation full of precision just standing there.
Besides...
There was no room for ordinary people to enter the fight between that monster and the monster.