Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Beyond the door was a glimpse.

I can see some surprised servants leaning against windows and screaming at giant crystal plates that reflect the ground.

And a man fluttering on the deepest throne.

I guess Koitsu is the Glow of Emperor Gran.

Growe looked at us and laughed thinly, clapping alone.

The dry sound sounds lonely and intermittent.

Even the servants in the line are just wondering if they won't follow their thoughts.

"That's the old rulers. Pride, because you've reached here through the cannons, defenses, and even the Crystal Troopers."

"You're making a lot of room for me? Checkmate, the festival is over, isn't it?

Ques caused a "wind of corruption" and sprayed it against his enemies.

There is no protection by black iron.

Its windy human body instantly collapsed.

"Hey, what! What's the wind now!?

"I don't like it! I don't want to die, I don't want to die!

Stunning, voices begging for help intertwined, and the neighborhood became increasingly noisy.

Still, the emperor just gives a cool peek into his face.

That bare gesture remained the same all the time until I could no longer hear the screams.

"Emperor Gran. Now there's not one thing left to protect you. Be prepared."

"Ready?"

"You're sober! You don't think we're here for a party?

"Well... those guys thought they'd cornered me. disrespect. Understanding delayed."

"Don't take it personally! I'm gonna make you see the same thing right now!

"Huff, let me tell you something. Those people didn't hunt them down. You've been lured to me!

"Lyle! Kill him quickly! I'm sure you're up to something terrible..."

"It's too late!

When Growe pulled the tube at his feet, he inserted it into his own belly.

Then the man in front of him increased his magic to the point where he felt cold.

Even the words "vast, frightening, etc." are easy.

Not even me or Ques could compare, and it was far more than anything I once encountered.

"Huhuhuhuhu...... Now I've synchronized my powers with Castle Gran. This happened, but in the end, death awaits."

"Lyle! Ques! All the best! All the best! Shoot him down!

"It's a cockroach threat anyway, fuck you!

"Pierce it, Qing Long!

From left to right, Qing Long and Dinobot were released.

Every ornament in the aftermath of activation, like it was placed in the middle of a storm, blows away and plays.

The emperor isn't even wearing protective gear, he's just wearing thin silk.

If you got this attack, I'm sure you won't even have a piece of meat left.

That's what I thought...

"Ha-ha-ha! It's so far away from the breeze!

Two dragons can't even touch the skin of a glow.

He left behind remnants like he was destroyed, and he was scratched off.

"What! You should be able to prevent it from happening..."

"Now it's my turn. Don't make it easy for me to die, okay?

"Ques, change your mind! Coming!"

Two magic pieces were unleashed from Glow's palm.

That was a terrible resemblance to the shelling unleashed by the castle, and the power was commensurate, with each of them attacking me and Ques.

I stood mireia in arrogance, greeted her with a cut to pierce her, and prepared her for impending magic.

Awesome pressure.

If you allowed a direct hit, it could disappear without a trace.

I managed to succeed in defense, but the chills didn't stop for a while.

Ques also turns to magic defense, but was it one hand too late?

My half body was pierced and I lost my tip from my left shoulder.

"Guh! Ouch!

"Ques, are you all right!?

"Lyle. Don't worry about it. As the nature of the Quest, it is called automatic recovery. As long as the magic remains, every scratch will be repaired..."

"Sa, the regeneration doesn't start! Why?

"Oh no, why not!?

Ques screamed as he was extinguished.

Moko went on to give a surprise as to whether it was unexpected, too.

As the words say, although the blood has stopped, there was no resurrection of the disappeared arm.

There overlaps the mocking voices.

Try to tell them beyond words that you are certain of your victory.

"Nothing but iron nullifies magic. Years of research have helped me figure out many events. Earlier shelling also allows the target to intervene in their magic and significantly weaken their protection."

"Intervene in magic......?

"Then you don't need to understand. Because in the future, there will be no one left in this world but people."

"Heh! Drop the lecture great. We've prevented the moon from attacking you! I guess the neighbor Yarrow just beat me now!

"The barbarians won't understand, but they won't end up researching. What needs to be investigated, unexpected results are about the number of stars. The science of Gran is still in the process of development. But we will never know the civilization that precedes this if we do not evolve our people!

Glow's hand glowed again.

The aim is Ques.

I broke in between and prevented it, just like the first shot.

"Ques, can you stand!?

"Ah, ah. I'm sorry. Still, how come you're okay?

"I'm not fine with anything. What are you desperate for every time?

"I tried to prevent it, too! But I couldn't... it was like trying to stop an avalanche with a piece of paper"

"Ques......"

I was just wondering.

What's that analogy? '.

Did you actually try to outmaneuver the problem by cutting paper in front of an avalanche?

The first 'what about the party' was also subtle, but that's terrible so far.

Of course, it's a serious place right now, so I wouldn't bother to imitate taking fried feet.

"Ques, you're a piece of shit with a bad analogy."

"Ugh, fried feet! How can you defeat that Yarrow more than that! You're not gonna tell me you're running away or anything!?

"I take on the defense. I'd like to leave the attack to you..."

"Do I have to? But I don't know if I can defeat him alone. I'm sorry, but you're loaded."

"Huhuhuhuhu. An ops meeting in front of an enemy is a bunch of nasty people. How hunted down..."

That's when.

The window in the room broke.

Someone came in, but that was a man I recognized.

"You... Distr!

"Hmm. He that shakes, he that decrees? Long time no see."

"Distru, I just thought you were sleeping."

"No, the one who produces. You are not mistaken. I have been sleeping longer than I have been buried by the shaking."

So Distl separated the words and saw the glow.

An emotionless gaze and a terrible grin collide.

As a result, the world is in trouble.

"You still had other troublemakers. I'm glad you came all this way. It'll save you a lot of trouble."

The bell shakes and a slightly higher sound rings.

I had completely forgotten that he existed.

Once upon a time, I fought with the intention of killing a man who couldn't win, a man who was annoyingly strong.

Something to erase away Distr.

There will be no more reliable reinforcements on this occasion.

"You twisted the reason of the world, fool. That power is all you have. I want you to erase it now."

Looks good.

This still looks so good.

As much as I would have fallen in love with my daughter when she was my age.

"Distr, join the line! All this time, we have to be united. We can't win!

"... Hmm. If he who produces says so, there is no mistake in discernment. Let me do that."

We finally got it all together in this earthquake.

Producer Moko.

Eraser Distr.

Ques, the shaker, and I, the ordainer.

The strongest force in thinking about the status quo is here now.

In other words, if we lose this battle, we don't have a future, and there will come a dark age dominated by Glow.

With a sad resolve, he challenged the final showdown.