Different Dream Worlds - Reborn Cheats and Mysterious Skills to Build Different Worlds

How could you...

Why did you leave me alone...?

You promised me. Promised. He said he'd stay on his side for the rest of his life. He said he'd be on his side for the rest of his life.

"... is dead."

That's all, and I'm glad that's all.

"This is the one I saw with this eye."

I didn't want anything more.

"Curse your helplessness?

I cursed you. Countless more.

"Do you want power?

I greeted you. So that I don't have to lose it anymore.

'Are you going?

Yeah. I went looking for it. Over and over, over and over.

"Have you been able to patrol this time?

Yeah, I didn't see you. I'll never see you again. That's it, okay.

So I don't like it anymore...

I can't stand being left alone anymore...

I want you to live with me.

That's all. Because that's all I want.

So, please.

─ ─ Don't die.

─ ─ Cracks run into the world.

A fierce crack, as if eating through a dimension and a monster crawling out, spread around the Wang capital to the world.

But it's also less than a blink of an instant event. Most of them never noticed it, and just because they noticed it doesn't mean they could have done anything.

Then, as a matter of course, the running view of the crack is scattered as if the window glass were broken, and the magic of the sparkling red pieces dances in the sky. Eventually, the falling shards disappeared into the air as if they were flickering like snow and melting into the ground.

All that remained were four shadows falling from far above. The shadow, reddish without exception, was eloquently telling the story of wounds that were not minor at first sight.

In the shadows each falling to a completely different place, the smallest figure appeared over the sky near the royal castle. The people rushing to the royal castle look up at him as he draws down his blood trajectory. Some of them appeared to be Charstena and Gerk.

Eventually, to the shadow that had fallen to a sufficiently visible height, Charstena accidentally popped out, paling her face in an instant and screaming in a sad voice.

"Ray......!

It was Ray who fell with the blood buildup.

Ray fell under the stairs leading to the entrance to the royal castle. Charstena slips her body under Ray's head, who is already trying to touch the ground by jumping through the hedge.

"Huh... Ray! Ray!"

Her clothes and feet were rubbed off with cobblestones, and Charstena seeped slightly blood, but so much so that she couldn't care less, she was covered in blood water that had fallen with Ray, and her whole body was covered in blood. Even then, the mentally weak would have been insane, but I don't mind if I think that blood belongs to Ray, who collapses guttingly.

I wonder how much blood has spilled out of Ray. The bleeding hasn't stopped yet.

If it stands for Ray's condition in a nutshell, it's a mess. The meat is torn and even the bones are visible. The bone is also unnaturally submerged again, and the face doesn't know who it is with blood and wounds.

"Ray, I'll heal you soon... good luck, wish!

Ray's consciousness is no longer here, and there is no response whatsoever to Charstena's call.

Charstena gently held Ray's body down without stopping cramping and lowered it to the ground.

"Ko, this is...!

Gerk, who next ran over to Ray in Charstena, was covered in blood and unexpectedly lost his word when he saw Ray peeking at his bones from the wound everywhere.

Severe illness is also serious. At first glance, I had to guess from experience that this would not help.

But in front of such a gerk, Charstena strips away her worn clothes without any hesitation.

"─ ─ Huh!

Gerk takes a breath.

From the exposed upper body, ribs were visible. It doesn't look good with blood, but its wounds have probably even reached the gut. From the amount of unconventional bleeding, I have to think so.

Now that I still have breath, I'm impressed with Ray's bumpness. But it's also so brittle, so brittle that you can no longer say rest.

Whatever you think, you can't make it, and you can't cure it.

But still, Charstena was treated quickly. At first glance, when you grasp the approximate wound, it begins to heal from a bleeding area. Gerk asks, entrusting a glimmer of hope to her actions like that.

"Or is he okay...... no, does it help?

"It's okay. I can still help"

To Gerk's inquiry, Charlstena answered instantly without distracting herself from Ray. It's a stray answer. But in this case it just sounded like I believed I could help.

"... ok. Ray, I'll leave you to it. We will destroy the scattered demon kings.... it would be helpful if you came later too"

"Yes, Ray and I must"

…………

To Schalstena's unmistakable answer, Gerk glanced at Ray, who looked like a windlit fire, before turning his back without saying anything.

Then, to his wolfish men and adventurers who rushed to the scene, he becomes the king who went to seek rescue and gives instructions.

"There are three demon kings! I want each of you to spread out and deal with it separately!

There was no maneuver in the force of the gathering. But most of them are adventurers, and few of them suddenly disturb them, and they immediately run out into the city, but when they see the flow of blood swimming through the sky into Ray's body, they unwittingly stop.

Treating herself indifferently, Charstena was forcing Ray's blood back into her body with water magic. In parallel, healing magic blocks the wound, returns shattered bones, and forces the stopping heart to continue to move magically. Then connect the arch of blood where the blood vessels have been cut so that the blood forcibly circulated reaches the entire body. As a result, a strange sight was created of blood erupting from Ray's body and returning again.

It was something unusual at a glance, even for those who had no knowledge of healing magic. Well put, innovative. But in fact, it's not a cure or anything, and no matter how you look at it, it can only be a life-extension measure.

With a reprieve that magically compensates for damaged physical activity and thereby was born, the details only block the truncated large wounds. But there are too many damaged or lost parts, deep. The steadily weakening heartbeat, no longer without the power of Charstena, made no movement.

Still, without giving up, they had to understand when they saw Charstena desperately applying a treatment that seemed futile and Ray losing her vitality as she saw it.

He said he had no hope of helping anymore.

Everyone drove away silently, desperately clinging to the miracle, and sending a caged gaze of giving up and sympathy on her back that only seemed to wish for, just saying let her like it.

But Charstena doesn't believe in vague, uncertain things like miracles.

When a person dies, she knows it's ruthless and disgusting.

I know that no one can give me miracles.

I know that the world is an irrational deprivation of loved ones.

So, I don't believe it.

The world doesn't do miracles for me.

Because every day, in that world, people have no choice but to compete with each other in a madness of death.

I don't believe in miracles.

"I will never let you die. Don't you ever die again!

Still, she believes.

Give up the miracle, the miracle you grabbed.

Bet yourself, give me the power you've got.

"Now let me help!

Miracles don't happen.

But people have it for everyone.

─ ─ ─ The power to perform the miracle of skill.

"─ Shenwei full liberation"

Charstena unleashes.

That's her unique skill. It unleashed all of that power that Ray thinks of: a cheat that was allowed only to her that was boundless, increased physical ability, and also replenished depleted magic beyond the bounds.

Moment after moment, the magic of silver overflows, as if the water that had been stopped from weighing had been freed, and it shapes her again. White Asian curtains wrapped her in multiple ways and created a form of power to the way she should be.

White wings surprise me in front of the royal castle. It's as if flowers sprout from her back like blooms, nourishing her unstoppable power, increasing her dragon-like strength and swan-like beauty.

Eventually, the silver wings, which rose to their limits, gently enveloped and covered the two. From the irrationality of the world, to hide, to protect. And don't take me, beg with a grudge.

In a world wrapped in white, Charstena gently reaches out to Ray's cheek.

"Ray, I'll give you my life"

Charlstena's lips were dropped on Ray's lips dirty with blood.

Moments--white light runoff rises.

Through the sky, dyeing the city of the king's capital white, the turbulence of life swirls.

To its transcendent presence and the white light to divinity, everyone stopped and looked up at the tip of the light.

It was not an exception with the Demon King, but trembled at the magnitude of his power in the light, at the very root of his power.

"No way......"

Words don't go on any further.

The red and black eyes, which had just swallowed everything, reflected the brilliance of white light.

The running of light flows into the rays as it swirls like a typhoon. Not even to say that it would not leave the light of that shard, but it became the Shizuku of life and filled Ray's body.

Long, long mouthfeel over, softly, released Charstena lips. In those worried eyes of hers is Ray's face with blood back on her face.

Ray's body, still wrapped in silver light, healed so fast that it was no longer complete, but it seemed only a matter of time before he woke up.

"Ray...... eh"

Sharstena held Ray's head, dropping droplets on the potato and its face, as she was no longer overwhelmed.

"Don't die, don't be gone, I've told you so many times... how can you always be impotent"

Ray, who closes his eyes with a calm face, does not answer her tears.

Charstena held Ray's body tight, cold as if it were a corpse.

Wangdu is a city big enough to get into a few fingers in the world. There are many people for that matter. So naturally knights and adventurers gathered in the royal castle, not all of them.

Those who received reports of the appearance of the Demon King and, from elsewhere, equally armed, ran out for the Demon King.

One of them. Even from the kingdom's biggest guild, the adventurer became a flock and jumped out.

Sent them out was Reduct, Alliance Master of the King's Capital. Raising his own heavy hips, he embarked on a city to serve as an adventurer who would find himself in the king's capital, even though he was depressed at this brief time of rematch.

And as the white flash blinked everyone stopped moving, ahead of the gaze the Reduct pointed at, there was the Demon King.

There was a demon king in the king's capital, right next to a large building - a clock stand - surrounded by only a large number of class B adventurers and below.

After a moment of stillness, when he moved out again, he ruthlessly brought the sight of them being ravaged, in front of Reduct.

From the body of the demon king grew several tentacles of Yurayura and swing. Whenever its purple tentacles are pounded, the adventurers are slammed against the walls and the ground, spitting blood and falling on the spot. Those brave men who advanced through that body scatter in the same way in the next blow. I didn't think the siege made any sense.

"These idiots! If I do it without darkness, they'll just do it even if I go in there!

The anger echoes. Just because he doesn't know what mass warfare means, being an Alliance Master, he yells at the immatures, but it's not a matter of what happens soon, and the number of adventurers falling down one after the other increases.

Then, the hand-worked adventurers, who were gradually scattered, began to show their weapons in their hands. They just stand around well and manage to create what they can call a front, but they can't attack.

And, in the meantime, the Demon King opens his mouth for the first time.

"Oh, oh, you have a nostalgic face"

That was not just a word directed at Reduct, but also at Shara and Basil, who rushed on the spot.

"Did you come all the way here to get killed?

"Who's coming to get killed! I'm not gonna get hit that easy this time! Basil!"

"There it is. I'm having a good drink this morning. It's different than before!

On the provocation the two kicked at the ground at the same time, each fleshing at a fierce speed from left to right. Seeing it, Reduct also storms from the front again, creating instantaneous situations for three bodies and one.

But the Demon King, with the number of rampant tentacles, stretched out each of the three tentacles as if he could afford to return the interest.

"Late!

"It's light!

"Huh!

Each of the three dodges or plays, tentacles. And at the same time, the three men who launched an attack on the Demon King's body made an immediate departure without alarm.

Moments, thorns grow. I gently shot through the cobblestone with bash. It was a thorn that grew from the whole body of the Demon King.

But I wasn't out of it, but the Demon King leaked an exclamation to the three people who evaded the partition.

"Well, that's better than before"

The Demon King, who took the blow of a powerful man burying Class S at the same time and did not make it slight, delightfully distorts his bloody mouth while suppressing the wounds he received in his earlier battle with Ray.

and the silver wire ran innumerably, suddenly poking at its margins. And then all the bottoms and thorns are cut off and fall to the ground.

Then this time, a boy, manifested with a roar from the sky, blew the Demon King with a one-handed two-handed sword.

"Fly away!

Demon King slammed into a house with Dogon and a sumptuous sound of destruction. A spear of fire shot him as soon as he tried to point a sharp gaze at the person who blew himself away.

Instantly spreading into the house, the fire covered and concealed the appearance of the demon king, and the fire spears jumping in one after the other intensified the momentum of the fire.

"Huh, what's it like?"

"Did you knock him down?

It was Anna who stretched her nose high. On the contrary, it was Gold who tilted his neck at a response that was not what he expected.

I'm not sure if the fire spears poured from behind the building to keep me from grasping a position from somewhere yet were the ones either of these two chanted, but the morale that was sinking into the appearance of the two rumored to be rookies among adventurers in the last two years shows up again.

But it was also only between the sea of fire and the coming out of the demon king intact.

"Totally… there's something I need to be sure of in a hurry, but the cluttered fish flavor of the gathering gets in the way"

"What? Damn... it's not working at all"

"Uh-huh, you're in trouble, this is"

Anna was somewhat powered by stretched voices unsuitable for Gold's situation, but someone who would turn such Anna into 100 percent motivated in an instant rushed to support her.

"Here! The Demon King is here! Show us the power of the Kiramurt family!

"Whoa!

and a private soldier of the Kiramurt family who rushed with a roar. Leading it...

"Brother ⁉ə"

"Anna ⁉ “ Why are you here? ” Didn't you go on a trip?

"Travel? Uh, you know what?"

Anna, who had an idea of the cause of the unmeshing conversation, talks to herself, saying, "Yeah, I just got back."

"Well, you're back in a tough time. But this place is dangerous. Evacuate."

"Joke. I'll fight, too. Right, Gold?"

"Mummy."

Gold, who was asked to give her consent with a smile by Anna, who wears a slight cat, is busy rounding out hostility and has not listened to Anna. It's going to bite me now.

Anna grinned nicely and quickly stepped on Gold's foot.

"Ahhh......!

"Look, my friends fight, and you can't run away without your brother."

"But..."

"I'm sorry, can we have a discussion of the brothers later?

It was Reduct who interrupted the brothers' conversation.

"I'm sorry. I'll be in the war soon."

"No, not you. I need that lady's help now. Besides, as an adventurer, you can't just let one person get away with it."

"Adventurer...? Is Anna here?

"Giku."

Anna turns a blind eye to Solo. It's like a child when a prank is exposed.

But my brother's eyes on Anna are sweet. I didn't dwell on being angry or anything like that, but rather looked a little surprised.

"Right. But don't push it."

"What...? Oh, you're not angry? Become an adventurer on your own…"

Anna looks up at her brother's face like she's afraid.

"I'm not mad at you. Instead, I thought I didn't like that kind of rough stuff, so I guess I'd be happy. You finally got over it."

"... I don't know, it is. But... I'll try my best. So look where I've grown stronger, brother."

"Oh."

Anna, who was shown her brother's grin, turned around and smiled innocently.

"Come on, don't be stubborn forever. Let's go, Gold!

"Mummy."

He said, "Come quickly!

Anna dragged Gold out of her anger and hostility toward her brother as her opponent was different, jumping into a storm of tentacles where intense fighting ensued.

Of the scattered demon kings, the demon kings who fell on the Royal College grounds and a large group of faculty members of the College were shredding the overhang.

Behind them, students who have not yet completed their evacuation are fleeing at full speed outside the city, scattered with screams and fright. Some of them looked like Seatella running with her hands drawn by Lislit and his girlfriend.

"Aww......, what do we do! At a time like this, Lycood isn't in his room, and all his seniors aren't in King's Capital... Huh! Take Mr. Sheetera, you can't look for Lycood. Shh... most importantly, I'm not that strong. Shh!

The squirrel lit looking for an alumni figure with his dog ears hollowing as he ran was visibly panicked. But for Sheetera, who runs with her hands drawn, such a thing is a product of uselessness, in a way that doesn't usually change anything, but somewhere I groaned sparingly.

'At a time like this, I would have been able to deal with many of the supreme inventions left behind by the previous master... sorry'

"Oh, no, I'm not blaming Mr. Sheetera! But I figured we'd run now, huh? So, I think it's best to tell the seniors about this!

'No objection'

To Sheetera, who affirmed the Lislit proposal, Lislit must at least defend herself, gripping her fist.

And as they rode the wave of evacuation, spinning their legs with all their might - right out of college, there was a little blonde boy returning his heels to the city.

His name is Skull.

Turning seven, he stepped on the land of the Royal College just like his brother, Ray, and the star of the next generation's expectations for the same chief admission as Charstena.

It was not his intention to fight the Demon King that he set out to the city as a priority over his own safety. He knew it was too reckless because it was somewhat like Mullah.

However, even though it had not been long since he had enrolled, he could not leave his teacher alone in an attempt to present himself and let his students escape.

What was on his head like that was the presence of Dikuld, who had been looking for and visiting his brother the other day. Now that Royal College is becoming a legend, he is said to have the same strength as Ray, who crossed with the Demon King at the age of 11, and Skull ran all over the city for help.

Find each person in the wide Wang capital. He also knew how difficult that was for a 7-year-old.

But the blood of a hero running through him barks that he can't escape here.

Skult ran around the city desperately.

But in his depository stranger, his hand had been reached out to the faculty fighting at the Royal College.

"I'm Alice, a second-degree knight! I'll give you a hand!

"Whoa, that's comforting"

Alice, who came to the city with Dikuld, entered the war.

"I ask you something unexpected, didn't a blue-haired knight come here?

"No, I haven't come... ugh! Hey, everybody back...!"

"Ha ha!"

Alice, who moved faster and at an unusual rate than the principal who tried to encourage him to dodge the demon king's attack, bounced a giant magic bullet with that fist.

"That's a second-degree knight..."

"No, about this much"

With a humble attitude to return the words, Alice thought.

He ran on his own to defeat the Demon King. Where'd he go? Whoa!

Alice's chest was very rough.

To the habit of directional tone deafness!

Always in the habit of getting lost!

To the habit of missing for the next two years!

And while Alice stepped on the ground in her heart, she only played one blow, thinking of the arm where the paralysis ran, and desperately hoping that some miracle would happen and Dikuld would get to this place.

Alice clenches her fist gently in front of her chest, then punches her half. It shows that while standing like karate, caged hands and guessing shine in silver gray are more practice-conscious.

"Ha ha!"

Mood line.

Beat a blow to the ground using a hip spring. The dust rises and covers the figure of several teachers, including Alice.

Alice moves, approximating a teacher who shelters her mouth and eyes and avoids earthquakes. He jumps out of the soil and smoke at great speeds and approaches the Demon King. The Demon King immediately releases his tentacles towards Alice and intercepts her, but he cannot capture Alice, who has increased his speed instantaneously, and only ends up crushing the ground with a dull sound.

"Too bad, over here!

Alice, who leaves behind the remnants and turns behind the Demon King for a moment, taps into the right arm of the full swing. But...

"I can see you."

"What... Yikes!

Shortly before his right arm touched the demon king's body, his rapidly spinning tentacles captured Alice's belly. Alice, struck so hard in the stomach that she was likely to overflow what was in her stomach, flew the sky for about 10 meters and rolled to the ground.

"Ugh..."

Alice stood up again with a distressed look on her face, but quickly stood up and held down where she had been struck with one hand.

The Demon King was blind to Alice, who stood up that way, playing an attack by magic and slamming her tentacles against a wizard forming a rear guard. Shake it down over and over again, as if it were even a mole slap, and someone screams each time.

Alice stood around making use of her speed to shelter them like that and was attacked by tentacles on her own. While taking the pressure to join Dosin crossing his arms over his head, he peeks at the opportunity to fight back, but is disturbed by each tentacle, just like the faculty who specializes in proximity standing in the avant-garde.

Also in the meantime, faculty standing in the rear guard one after the other throw up blood reflexes and fall down. But under circumstances that force such a struggle, Alice strikes a hand in salvation.

"Stay here, you fast feet."

Alice pulled her tentacles apart on a fast move, even as she stopped acting as a shield and heard the sound of someone being beaten behind her.

"Stay, my rigid arm."

And chant among them, chanting the magic allowed only to her.

"Be the spear that wears the enemy. Instant Added!

It's additive magic that doesn't belong to any attribute. Strongly put, it will be restorative magic and the magic of the same pedigree, but only she with the unique skills of addition can use it.

The only peculiar magic in the world was seen for the first time by even the long-lived Demon King. Naturally, I look at her for mentioning it, but Alice doesn't make any difference.

The movements of the faculty with the weapons that were surrounding the Demon King rose exceptionally when the Demon King tried to de-alert the Hatter.

He played his tentacles loudly, which he could only accept, and even appeared to the slayer. And the movement of its body is also more agile and powerful than before. It's as if we were simultaneously pushing our limits.

"I see, that's interesting magic"

But to this extent, the Demon King does not panic. Ray alone was still stronger on this for not knowing what he was going to do. Because he is the most peculiar one.

"Damn......!

Alice speaks out in amazement unexpectedly. Even though there were more tentacles than this one, it's more than doubled.

Besides...

"Guh!"

"This is so lame. Ohhhh!

"Ya, stop...!

Everything from the tip of each tentacle to the base became the opening of the demon bullet. Crushed by tentacles, shot by demon bullets, one person and another falling to the ground.

Even though we win in numbers, we are crushed by the power of numbers. That's why the Demon King makes mass warfare so special.

Tentacles stretched all the way around Alice and the others, if you don't miss them as one, will connect and spread like nets. Eventually, Alice and the others were completely besieged and exposed to a storm of demon bullets that were foolish enough to count from all directions, 360 degrees. One by one is not immature bullets like Ray uses, but weighs like an iron ball and has no technique to completely evade that of propitcher-class speed, and is rarely hit all over the body without exception.

Dobby, baby, baby, baby.

Hazzled demon bullets smash the ground and scatter smoke. The scream, which was heard at first, disappears buried in the falling sound of the bullet in stages.

But the noise of the fierce ground rang all the way through the city.

"Ugh..."

"Ah..."

Intensive arson lasted about a minute. By the time it was over, there was no one left who could fight the Demon King. All of them leave traces of severe bruising on their bodies, even those whose parts of their bodies are crushed. And... there was also the appearance of those who were not already breathing.

Alice managed to avoid such a tragic state thanks to her armor and caged hands for the attack. However, the armor, which was well maintained and beautifully shining, has been threaded and bent to Henya, and the caged hands have been crushed to the point that it is no longer irreparable.

Having been attacked by the Demon King many times, his arm is broken and a crack is running all over his body bones.

"Well, the time for a good fight has come to an end. I'm very sorry, but I'm going to kill each and every one of you in order to make you repent for the stupidity of that act."

Those who are conscious of the Devil King's brutal death sentence tremble from the bottom of their hearts. Whenever the footsteps of a slowly walking demon king grow louder, fear is stirred as the countdown to death approaches.

"You can't die yet, can you? I need to take care of my life. At least entertain me before you die. Well, who should I kill from?

A demon king who makes a knack and a sound and runs amongst those who fall. The closer its footsteps are, the greater the tremor.

Eventually, as he finished his roundabout between the dead and wounded, the Demon King's leg stopped.

"Again, is it from you who can use strange magic"

pointy shoes ahead in front of you. It was pointed at Alice's head like a needle.

As the Demon King extended four tentacles to Alice, he tied up his hands and legs.

"Uhhhhh!...... whoa!

A broken arm screams a broken bone and leaks out of Alice's mouth.

"Heh heh, you're still young, but you've been impotent. No, because you're young, you make a reckless challenge."

"Ahhhh!!!

Hands and feet pulled up googly. The crack spreads and a few new fractures are added to the current torture-like scheme.

"Well, that's about it to play with, and let them die. I'm so sweet, I'll kill you with ease."

Tentacles have been renewed from the body of the Demon King. The tentacles are thinner than the others, and the tip is sharply overhanging.

Alice was stretched out in front of her face, her eyes closed with tears as she saw it.

─ ─ Dikuld...

At that time, as I responded to that voice, my anger roared.

"Out of the way. Ah!

Blown out auspicious wind and rock crushing roar.

A violently shaking body and someone who took it.

What popped into Alice's eyes with her eyes open was the appearance of a long-awaited being.

"Sorry I'm late, Alice"

"Dikuld...... kun......"

Alice's eyes were not open with half eyes, and the blood flowing down her forehead conveyed her face, very painful.

As Dikuld lowered Sock Alice to the ground on her back, she took the recovery pills from her nostrils and gave Alice a dose.

"It's late, it's already... but it really helped me to come. I'm still alive...?

The consciousness is blurred and the sense of reality is faint. That's why Alice overflowed Dikuld in front of her. That's when she looks weak, and her arms hold her.

"Yeah, he's alive, properly. I'm really glad I made it. Thanks to the Beastman girl I met at the front gate. If I was going for the Demon King, I would have gotten outside the city at some point, so I really did."

"It's this way! Stick......!

Alice accidentally put in a scratch, but the intense pain ran her body and accidentally distorted her face in pain. He looked worried about Alice like that, Dikuld, but when he nodded hard, he stood up with his sword in his hand when he saw Alice's green eyes claiming to be okay.

"Nice to meet you, Demon King. My name is Dickold Belstead. It's the name of the knight who slashes you. You'll get paid for hurting my former deputy."

Soft expression flips. Turns into the face of a man who has identified his enemy. At the same time, it wraps around a blue and white aura, and magic conveys its entire body.

"Well, are you that Dickold Belstead? So you're the one who lost to that boy in the final of the militant tournament. Then don't you have to be vigilant?"

Pickle and Dikuld's ears swayed at the little, exhaled Demon King, wondering if he'd struggled to get over it that way.

And as he swept away that assessment, Dikuld scowled his arm in front of his chest.

Moments, the magical Aurora wind scrapes the ground and blows up the dust of war.

Dogaaaaaa!

The ground bounces and flies, and the windows of the school building far beyond smash with the roar. The unwrought, wielded arm that made it look even braced by the Demon King's kingdom of motion vision.

You can count on me, Demon King.

The battle runs. I can't shut my mouth with dismay.

Impossible...... there can't be.

There's no way such a stupid thing could go through.

Yes, behind a flashly open eyelid, voiceless voices are repeated.

On the other hand, there was Alice who, in a different way, patted her eyes on how Dikuld was doing.

"Dikuld...?

I don't know why, but Alice tilts her neck at him in a different atmosphere than usual.

... angry?

"I lost to Ray. That I'm less afraid than he is?

Yes, as Alice felt, Dickold was angry.

For one thing, for hurting Alice, who has been suffering with him.

One, for taking the lives of innocent people and even brutally trying to kill them.

And for one thing - for what they say is weaker than Ray.

"Outside my heart."

"Knock..."

Dikuld's words do not go into the ears of the Demon King. I couldn't afford to have much conversation about the emergence of powerful enemies that I wouldn't expect. Do everything you can and squeeze out all the power you can.

But...

"I'm never going to be weaker than Ray, am I?

All of that is pointless in front of Dikuld, who does not always know the word full force, hand or hand. There's no way you can capture Dikuld, who moved at a rate that even the eyes of a warring demon king would be bewildered by the remnants, with hundreds of tentacles that he hastily put out.

Settlement is for a moment. Yes, for a moment.

No one but the Demon King and Dikuld could see all of that battle.

Speed off the regular track. Even though, physical aptitude value greatly benefited by skills. In the days of battle after the last two years of battle, his movements now rose to such an extent that his vegetarian abilities were not comparable to before, that he could keep up with the Demon King, who had only one-fifth of his original power.

"It's over."

"This is such a stupid thing..."

A storm of blown slaughter in an instant. Only the black shadow of the remnants remains, hundreds of tentacles are finely cleaved, and every demonic costume that the Demon King himself did not make sense is torn in half, and his upper body falls to the ground with the bottoms.

"Are you also..."

So to speak, another natural enemy for the Demon King. One crack in the monster that kept getting stronger at a rate of growth that strayed from the normal track was the first moment he was recognized by the Demon King.

"Todome."

Dikuld exalts his spirit without alarm when he sees the demon king halfway through.

"Extreme light invited!

A blue and white light rises from the sword raised in heaven. It gradually strengthened the light, folded back up into the sky, and poured down upon the body of the demon king.

The falling waterfall of light wiped out everything, both the body of the Demon King and even the remaining magic, and opened a great wind hole in the Royal College grounds.

"The monster is getting better..."

Alice pulled her face into the battle of Dikuld, which she had first seen since she resumed. In front of her like that, Dikuld tightens his mind and mouths that it's not over yet.

"Come on, next"