Demon King

The pierced abdomen immediately began to regenerate. Regeneration was not so easy because of the concentration of the ridiculous amount of Mana, but it was able to buy time to regenerate due to the spider silk spurting out at the walls and blocking the woman's charge.

“What's that last one? Huh? Why does it smell like you? ”

The next moment, a flame broke through the wall of spider silk and the dagger flew in front of my eyes. At that moment, another arm appeared under the woman's arm. Even at the end, you see a sharp, radiant dagger.

Yeah, maybe that's why you punctured his abdomen. If he had not already been alert once, he would not have noticed. I was the perfect Mana Hideaway.

“Suck!”

You push the Dagger out in a trajectory that can block the two daggers at once. You spread Jinma's wings as wide as you can, pulling Mana from this room while simultaneously placing her blade on the dagger. Just two daggers and a machete collided, and the earth shook with a whirring sound.

C.

The woman smiled wickedly.

“Weak.”

Despite the impact of the Dagger and the Dagger, the Dagger is pushed. Not only that, but Jinma's blade, which is sure to be protected, fires with an ominous sound. Weapons are being damaged in real time.

I've never been dissatisfied with my performance as a pure weapon since I upgraded my weapon to the Ancient rank, but for the first time today, I broke my mind. Not to mention Manawa's physical abilities, and not to mention my weapons.

The idea was revealed on his face, and the woman shoved me with a bloody smile.

“You looked forward to it for a moment. What's left of you? The power was terrible, and there was nothing left of that many artifacts. ”

You set a trap under her feet using a Lunatic Trickster. But the woman, as she felt when she dealt with Andhras, nullified it so easily.

“What, what did you just do? You know you can't achieve anything if you're pushed out of Mana no matter what you try. ”

Of course, we know that magical abilities can never help us win. But from the start, Lunatic Trickster was just a ploy to distract women and make my attacks difficult.

The sword strikes. As soon as it attempts to pass on, it strikes again with an unusual burst. Truly, the center was torn apart and pushed back by her.

“It's okay to be a little nervous! ”

The moment I was handed over by a flying attack to strike the sword, her hand, which was just thrown out, pierced my chest, drawing a strange trajectory.

But I grabbed it and ran towards it on purpose. If you are similar to Andhras, so is my strategy. I turn all of the Mana I'm made of into an energy of predation!

“Hic!”

A woman groans strangely. Blood spills from my chest, but at the same time, a rich Mana pours into my back. It was used to heal wounds and replenish the spent Mana, but it was an unforgettable sweetness and aroma.

The moment I thought about getting rid of it, a cool glow flashed. I also came to my senses and slammed the sword in front of me, and there was a spark in the air and a thud and ominous sound. This sword, if we don't get it repaired right now, we may never be able to use it.

“Yes, there was only the end of it. · · · · · · Let's eat some more! ”

Instinctively, the ubiquitous was triggered and evaded. A splendid flame rose from where I had just been. I also know how to handle sparks. The fact that it is a flame with an incomparably powerful, disparate nature.

“Heave!”

Solace leaps into the air. In line with the woman attacking me, I swung my front foot, aiming for the woman's neck, in line with my dodging the attack.

⁄ The attack that flew at a speed that even I, his master, did not recognize, caused a slight wound to the neck of the woman.

Blood gushes out. I charge ahead of the Great Sword, not missing the gap. Spits out the energy of predation and destruction indistinguishably!

“Annoying · · · · · · Annoying ·! ”

Mana explodes into flames. As soon as the silk from Solace touched it, I could see the change in its appearance in the rock.

Solace saw it, too, so he stopped trying to attack and hurriedly bit his foot back. In my head, the scene was just repeating.

"Rock"? ’

At that moment, I thought of the battle with Andhras. The power of his destruction, and the power of his alliance, was being exerted on her. I'm not just saying that the quality of power is similar, but that it comes from the same source.

“I didn't want to use my abilities against you. ”

“You've got a lot of nerve not to exercise your privilege as a parent. ”

“Yes, I admit I was underestimating you! ”

The flame rises. A weak flame, a weak stone, and a frightened Solace, crawling into the air away from it is unpleasant for the situation.

“Hurry up. And there's plenty of Mana. It's disgusting to be holding a foam on a weaker subject. ”

Yes, that power, too, is similar to that of Andhras, in addition to that of me. If you are a parent, you do not possess the power, nor do you possess the power unique to Elakatra. A unique power of the Horse.

Here's one thing you can find out.

She once wrote the name "Mage."

An unknown source of rage erupts. For some reason, I was just angry and angry. I know it doesn't suit me very well, but I can't stand the feeling. Turned it all into desire.

What fits the punishment of a traitor? Eating away all traces of existence!

The power of predation rises around my body. The power of destruction you acquired after devouring Andhras resonates with my Mana's wings.

There was no rational conviction in my decision to win. Even Manado's body strength was behind her.

But now I realize. The memory in my head tells me why I thought victory, which I wasn't even sure of against Andhras, was with me from the beginning.

“Phew! ”

“Come on, I'll make you a statue and decorate my bedroom! ”

Flames rise from all sides. It's just a flame. You can't just jump in with the idea of surviving. That flame has the ability to turn anything it touches into a stone, just as the woman is illuminating herself. So I remove the flame before it touches me.

I already have the power to do so.

Use the ubiquitous language to transition in front of the woman. I'm sure you've been reading my trajectory as if I didn't have an envoy. The woman immediately focused the flames on the spot where I appeared.

But I never became a statue. Its expanded wings instantly caused countless vibrations, spreading the power of destruction all over the place, spreading the woman's flames in an instant. The woman reaches out her arm again, kicking her cheek and tongue.

“Still catching! ”

“Marcosius.”

“Huh?"

At that moment, all the sparks of the woman were extinguished. If anyone hears me, I may have nullified a woman's abilities, but I can't. I just called out a woman's name.

A name that I had recovered from her not too long ago, but was buried in plain sight until now.

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Her eyes are wide open.

“My name · · · · · · · Huh? How?"

“This is revenge. ”

Solace, who appeared right behind Marcosias as I was unraveling the flames of the woman, cut her throat just like before.

However, the results were not the same as before. Blood Solace was soaked from the deep cut deep enough to see the bones. I can see that it's fatal.

“Karaoke!”

Marcosius groans and takes a few steps back. You see a snake-looking tail protruding from behind her butt.

“What's going on? How do you know my name? ”

“You're a traitor. ”

My determination and actions that the rain said were to protect the underground, and I lost my name because of them. The High Demons have lost their name, and as a result, even the power of the Horsemen has been greatly lost.

“I never thought I'd turn myself into a heavenly host. ”

“You know, the noble El. His power didn't make me a celestial figure. ”

“Noble.”

It's even worse as I abandoned the appearance of the devil and chose the heavenly host. And the worst was the one who turned her, the one who would have been a Horseman like me once. Leader of Elakatra.

Marcosius was not so angry, despite being critically wounded. Rather, he was smiling.

“Do you know what you just did? You let go of my name! You let go of the only hope you had of beating me! ”

“Oh, right. ”

If you were a Mage, you would be. When I fought Andhras, I wouldn't have done that, even if I could let go of her name.

But you're not like him.

Marcosias' transformation did not stop with his tail. It was still human, but wings of fabulous tan feathers rose from the ashes. A horn of two branches rose from the forehead. What a great look, what a perfect devil.

“Yes, you have taken it, so you can also release it yourself! Why do I know that now? ”

“Your boss would have kept it a secret. ”

“What?"

There was black blood. You scatter the bloody power of destruction emanating from Marcosius' mouth in a straight line.

“Cough.”

She vomited blood again. A little while ago, I was separated from how I was powering up equally vigorously.

Marcosian pupils are shaken violently.

“Why · · · · · · · ·? ”

“Think about what you're doing right now. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

Losing their name hides their existence. The power, the rage, everyone. And Marcosias was able to substitute himself for being a heavenly host. Unlike Bina, El, and A, it is all because of their ability to go outside and exert their powerful power.

But now she has a name. I found myself as a Horseman.

As a result, the heavenly force of equal size is attacking its own body.

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“Ahh · · · · · · · ·! ”

It seemed like he realized it himself. I've been struggling with the heavenly host's power in her body as much as her own.

I wonder how long it's been since I've forgotten that. How could she forget that she had a knife in her own body?

Or is it someone who made me forget it on purpose?

“You made a mistake. ”

“No, I made a fucking mistake! ”

Marcosius blinks. Despite the collapse of the body, strong magical power remains. Just as if burning me down would bring everything back, it struck me with everything at this moment.

It seemed like the whole world was on fire. If my desire to eat her had not supported me, despair would have fallen to my knees before my strength ran out.

The power of destruction surrounded me with a strong vibration through Jinjin's wings. Taking out Marcosian flames is a weak force, but it's enough for me now.

I reached out my arms and grabbed Marcosian's head in agony. Even as I vomited dark-red blood with my eyes, mouth, nose, and ears, I finally managed to hold onto that creepy and beautiful face. I was shaking my head as hard as I could, but unlike magical powers, the body needs to be scattered right now.

I felt like I was losing.

“You've been deceived. ”

“He couldn't have fooled me! ”

“Yes, if you want to think that way all the way to the end, go ahead. ”

Maybe it's a gift from him who doesn't know his name yet. Maybe a warning, maybe a trap, maybe a simple greeting.

I don't care about anything. Everything under the power of carnival is equal.

“I'll eat well. ”

Everything is food to me.

I opened my mouth wide and started eating.

Chapter 32. Guild Growth 6 End

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