Demon King of Phantom Thief – a Betrayed Thief Stole the Stats and Skills of the Hero Party Then Reigned Over the World

The moment I tried to unleash the holy magic, a gray hand grabbed the right arm of the high priest.

The magic currents are stopped and the light disappears from the palm of your hand.

"... I think I finally have an ally."

Keith slowly rose from the collapsed marble, his face in pain in his leg.

The gray hand is squeezing the Grand Cleric's wrist with a slight force.

Just trying to shatter...

"Nguuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... what is this arm?!?

Resisting the sudden pain, the high priest looked at the gray arm.

- There's no one beside it.

"This arm..."

Shortly after the faint whining - the Great Cleric screamed.

"This arm, it's“ my arm "aaaaaaaaaaa!!!

The gray discolored arm is the left arm of the Great Cleric.

Keith slit it with a knife, it was that left arm.

"You! What did you do?

Keith answered by keeping his back on a crushed decorative column.

"An earlier blow killed your left arm..."

Staring at the Great Cleric, Keith said.

"And my left arm gave me“ strength ”at the same time as I died - what do you think would happen if I did?

Once, Deanna took control of it when she tried to give strength to a woman who was dying in a field hospital.

The reason...

"... your left arm turned into a corpse (ghoul)"

The Great Cleric's left arm was turned into a living corpse.

The [heel] I applied to myself earlier has only the effect of blocking the wound.

I didn't do anything to make the dead come back to life in [heels].

".................. WOW!!

The Great Cleric desperately tried to shake his left arm, but the gray fingers that devoured his wrist were not even frightened.

"I can manipulate a corpse (ghoul)... with the power I've gained recently. He said the measures were adequate, but this is just the first time he heard of it."

Skills entrusted to you by Frost Dragon [Corpseman (Ghoul) Servant].

Keith's left arm, transformed into a corpse (ghoul), is no longer what Keith intended.

"How do you feel? Being betrayed by your left arm..."

"Gu...... uhhhhhh!!

The flow of magic that I tried to unleash never stops.

Magic that exceeds the maximum magic power (Magic Capacity) is drained by the arms of the Corpse (Ghoul) and swells up in the Great Cleric's body.

The Great Cleric's right arm began to swell with Bokon, Bokon, and.

The sleeves of the sacred coat are torn, cracks in the arms, and holy light overflows from inside.

"The magic... the magic. Oh, oh, oh!

The magic supplied by Marie never stops.

The rampage of power that had lost its way did not remain only in the right arm.

"Ahhh! Ha! Aah!!

The shoulders are rounded like balls and swell as the right chest makes a squeaky noise.

"Li...... [Regeneration]............ [Regeneration]...... Huh!!

In an attempt to revive his left arm, transformed into a corpse (ghoul), the Great Cleric is selflessly obsessed with trying to activate [Regeneration].

But the flow of magic is stifled by the left arm of the moment.

The magic of [regeneration] swelled in the body of the Great Cleric and increasingly fuelled its rampage.

"Shit... help me... help me... ugh!!

"I don't like it. I'm sorry, but I'm not God."

The holy coat bounced and flew, and the outburst of magic finally swelled to the neck and the face of the high priest swelled bright red.

The gray left arm finally grips the Grand Cleric's right wrist with a gushing grip.

"Higgyyyyyyyy!!!

"Isn't it time for prayer?

The nagging chest is torn and the light of holy magic leaks.

The Great Cleric's neck was swollen up like a torso.

"Or... God.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Pavan

The final prayer was also indulgent - the Great Cleric's body bounced and flew with the light of holy magic.

The two remaining legs fell to the clams and cobblestones and raised the smoke.

That arrogance that used Marie and tried to wield power beyond her power -.

That determined the fate of the high priest.

"Demon King"

If you notice, Ginroe is standing next to you.

"This one's got a piece on it. If you are injured..."

"It's better than that Osama."

Keith was rolling on the cobblestone, pointing to the foot of the high priest.

"It's more Marie than that."

Dragging her injured leg, she approached Marie as she sat down.

Marie sits quietly amidst lavish decorations and laced whites.

The battle that took place in front of me - as if I didn't know one thing, such as a tragic event.

The eyes without light, they did not reflect anything.

Like a beautiful doll, just there (...).

………………

On its head, it shines in the light of the sun [crown of chills] -.

Keith took it off Marie's head gently.

- No light returns to Marie's eyes.

"I knew it wouldn't be that easy..."

Keith sighed, putting his strength on his injured leg, and held Marie back.

………………

The crowd that was in the square, there is no one left.

The square, the heart of the Holy Capital, is crushed with laid cobbles and scattered with the bodies of the Holy Knights.

The water leaking from the destroyed fountain was mixed with the blood of the Saints.

"............... let's go"

"Ha."

Keith, holding Marie, tried to take Ginroe and walk away from the square - then.

"Ma... wait...!!

In front of me, Rose stood.

With a bright blue face, he is spreading his hands wide, shaking his legs gushing.

The girl stands alone against the Demon King, who is trying to kill the Holy Knight and the Great Cleric and expose Marie.

In a square where no one is, in that place where the bodies of the Saints are rolling.

Besides, how much courage is needed.

………………

Keith said, looking into Rose's eyes for tears.

"... I'm sorry I fooled you. A woman named Wijka died far away"

Listening to it, Rose shook her chills.

"Easy, but buried. Of course, I don't think that's going to be a pain in the ass."

"What are you going to do with Marie...?

Keith looked down into Marie's eyes, who had lost her light.

"I'm responsible for everything. I have to do something."

From Marie's eyes, I glance back at Rose again.

"There's only one thing I can promise you."

Keith said as he looked into Rose's eyes.

"Whatever happens, I'm on Marie's side..."

………………

Rose blue-faced, silently paving the way.

Keith holds Marie, takes Ginroe and walks straight down the boulevard.

Everyone was evacuated to the building and standing still.

On a quiet boulevard, the wind blows through and the fallen leaves dance small.

Behind me, I heard Rose cry out, but Keith didn't turn around.

Keith's shoe sounds and Ginroe's metallic footsteps echoed the closed walls of the rain door.