In front of me, there was an unspeakable tragedy spread.
Crushed, pierced, cleaved and sprayed meat masses and organs. A sea of blood that repaints the exterior walls of the building and spreads over the cobblestone.
Voices leak with tremors as tragic as picturesque traces of hell's execution.
"What... this..."
Poking nose, intense scent of blood. There's so much blood on one side.
My toes are blood. I bury them slightly all around, and I can't move forward without scratching the blood water mixed with flesh pieces. That's all it is, it's going to erode your mind and make you crazy. Even so, the head of the half-baked man, the flesh mass with only the torso, the ears, the eyeballs, the organs… and the other miserable tragedies are left cluttered.
"Ugh..."
To the young lady knight, a slightly harsh sight. Alice was attacked by nausea and accidentally did her hand to her mouth.
Exactly a hell of a picture.
I can imagine. What tragedy has happened here?
But at least it's not something a decent person can do.
Miserable, too miserable. There was no such thing as human dignity. What was given to them were equally miserable deaths and suffering and despair.
This... this is not a fight.
This is just a sign of unilateral genocide.
This is the Demon King.
A presence that easily creates such a tragedy, Demon King.
"If... Dikuld doesn't come, so do we..."
This was happening, for sure.
As I felt such a bottom-cold Alice's fear, Dikuld quietly opened his mouth, gawking at Ji and his misery.
"Alice looks for survivors. From here on out, I'll go alone."
Like curbing anger. And so that you can bite off your remorse.
Shortly after Dikuld held his fist, it was anointed with white polar light.
"─ There."
As his vision stained white, he identified himself beyond it and walked out toward its light.
White covered vision clears. The colors returned to the world that was covered in dazzling flashes, and Ray was stunned.
─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─
There, there was a city. There was a building, there was a way.
Sir and the wind blowing through carry white powder.
When the light cleared, only white dust was left there spreading in circles as to what remains. The idle sight is like a corner of the desert.
I have no words. I felt like even the chills I felt had been shot to pieces by wood dust, wiping out the tough flesh of the Demon King without this or trace, and the word "worries" passed Sorray's head.
"Now, hey, hey... bu..."
Charles, the voice of the goddess who made this up. When Ray turns his eyes to that voice, which is gradually weakening, her power is lost, and that moment is exactly in his eyes.
The feathers, the dress, are lost so that they can bounce and fly. Countless pieces of white dance and eventually disappear to be sucked into the void.
By the time she fell down like a flat, all-body force had fallen, the figure had gone back to the original Charstena, not the goddess, and the silver had disappeared without any shards.
Dosssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss The way it falls is like a puppet with a thread cut off, falling down without force just according to gravity, as if it were an already breathless corpse.
Ray rushes over to her and holds that body up.
"Charuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Nord's words echo his mind. No way, then, an unintentional force enters Ray's arms remembering the fear of losing.
Shaking its body over and over again, Charstena opened her eyes slightly as she leaked a small groan into Ray's voice, which she called out.
"It's okay. Because I just overused my powers."
Her voice was small and was going to scratch out now, and her finely spasmodic eyelids seemed to be trying to lure her into a sleep of ever-darkness.
"I just overused it..."
That didn't seem very much like it.
Isn't it my fault? Wasn't it really a force you shouldn't have used or something like that? My head goes all the way to the worse.
It was like a painful muscle running into her face that caused Ray to circle negative thoughts that way.
A painful muscle that runs countless times so as to cleave white skin. It shivers as if it's even spasmodic, and the expression is distorted in a very painful way.
What can I do to make such a muscle run on my face? At least Ray, I didn't remember ever seeing it.
"Really big husbands, husband, so. To lower the power of God...... because it still has a body and it just doesn't go. After a while, so that we can move again........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
"Oh, hey, Shall! Hey, wait a minute! You're lying...... open your eyes, Shall! Hey!
You've lost consciousness, or...
Ray rocks her body hard with the thought of getting her heart crushed.
"Sharuhh!"
".............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
"Heh...?
Time for Ray's call, one eye open with a patchouli. Ray exposes his dumb face in front of Charstena, who sticks her tongue out so cute.
"Sha-l?
A few moments later, Charstena laughs small with Couscous at Ray's voice, like hitting the anger mark in a row if he's going to put emoticons on it.
"Did you understand how I felt for a second? I always feel that way when I see a ray full of blood, don't I? So don't be impotent anymore, okay?
Charstena, who says her mouth sour like that, is no different than usual. Worrying, a little brown, sometimes unfortunate tender, she's Ray's knowing girlfriend. Same person, same person. Goddess or whatever, it hasn't changed one thing there. It was Charstena itself.
There, Ray, deeply relieved, laughs bitterly at his love affair.
Apparently, I'm falling in love with her enough to say that I don't have that kind of secret anymore, he said.
"Come on, seriously, give me a break. I thought my heart would stop."
When I saw Charstena, who still had muscles in her face, my heart would never rest completely, but when I saw her speaking in an unusual way, it seemed safe to me.
So Ray stroked his chest down softly and exhaled hu to regain his calm.
"Heh heh, but good. Ray looks scared and screams, so I'm in a bit of a hurry. It's true that I can't move with too much force, so I was wondering what I would do if I were still alive..."
That's a flag, isn't it?
I didn't say. Ray tells her with absolute certainty that the Demon King's survival is irrelevant. And a lot of possibilities.
"Ah, that's the thing, living is a certainty, and the possibility of being on your side for a moment..."
─ Five times.
That's the number of times the Rays literally killed the Demon King insanely in death. In a situation where he doesn't know what to believe and what to determine to be a lie, Ray suggested the possibility.
The other two are hiding nearby.
"What...? Aren't you the last one with me? Because the others have already been defeated...?
─ ─ Patchy, patchy.
The applause rings so that it can be worded in Charstena's words. And then again, Ray grinning niggly with his face turned away, and the blue Charstena.
"Hey, that's one of God's. It has been a good experience to experience the power of the famous Divine Sword High Wheel in this body"
There he was, an intact demon king dressed in a beautiful robe with no dust attached. Not much, it doesn't look like the earlier demon king who was dirty with blood and dirt.
However, considering that it is completely separate from the individual who has now been truly annihilated by Charstena, nothing is strange.
That's something I can tell by comparing it to what I've seen so far, and I'm releasing a completely different sense of intimidation based on my seriousness.
Slightly reddish eyes. Two sharp fangs are popping up
mouth. From slightly longer hair, a disastrous black tuna is stretched, rounded and neat as if it were just before it was re-grown.
I feel like I have no heart or a stronger tone is evidence that there has been some change in mentality as well?
Ray knows. I'm going through this once.
Take this change. Give me this hand. With myself.
"Evil Goddess...... You finally mean it"
"Yeah well. For that reason, I was lurking in a nearby mountain. It was unexpected that they had all been defeated, though. Well, it's not unexpected."
"I see."
I guess I did the same thing that took the protection of the evil gods from the demons to the fold of the King's capital progression from the rhetoric. Is it simply a matter of quantity that the change seems smaller than before?
Either way, it doesn't change that you're not a complete body.
"But I was wondering if I could resist a little. I didn't hold it for a second. Is that the masterpiece of the rare genius magician Lord Krakberg?"
"Why are you still..."
"It's easy. It was hidden nearby, that's all."
Charstena was taking the Demon King's words with her bloody regrets.
Totally fucked. Sometimes too much information has been given about that malicious ability. However, it is also true that what could have been expected is now. I was mistaken on my own that I had targeted Ray and attacked all the rest of them.
Therefore, I regretted and couldn't help but feel sorry for the fact that it was even in the other party's hands, even though I had made my body impossible to do so.
"I've imitated your skinny work a little bit. But you're unexpectedly weak. Couldn't stand your body, not the main body after all"
"Huh...! Sorry... I rushed to settle..."
"Shull, don't blame yourself. Charles did what he could. Just one less, but it's very helpful."
Ray grinned lightly before putting her gently to bed on the ground and stood up with a serious look.
"I'll do the rest."
Charstena is forced to move her hands, her body, and Ray's legs, even though she may be annoyed by the pain of the price of absolute power.
"No! That's all... That's all, absolutely...! Please, run! Now Ray, you'll never win!
Yes, you'll never win in Ray. You can't win. No matter how strong the ray is, the Demon King sweeps far above it.
Those who once stepped into the realm of God, even though the evil gods disappeared and were weak. That is the King of the Six Heavens.
For Charstena, who assumes this is the last, he's the one who can't win unless he's right.
But on the other hand, it is also a mistake. The Demon King is not yet fully fledged. So its power is not complete again either.
But the power of the Demon King today, even though it is not yet fully fledged, will lightly exceed that of a concomitant hero. I wonder how many people in this world are stronger than this demon king right now.
Probably less than 10.
In that sense, her words were right and hopeless.
But that's now. I know I can't win alone. I know. It is stained.
That's why we relied on our people, and as a result, we were able to hunt down up to two demon kings who had five left.
"I'll win. I won't lose anymore, and I won't die."
Then it's your turn to live up to their hard work. I don't want to be the one to rely on. The other two - for starters, the demon king in front of her - defeated her with this hand, Ray pulled her hand away slightly forcefully, tipping tricks and three steps forward, stopping her leg.
"How do you feel about being the two people you want?
"In a nutshell, you're exhausted with the word hateful. There was a great deal of madness in my plan because I got involved in being you."
"Plan...... right. It's perfect for me what I want. I wish I could resurrect evil gods or whatever, just annoying people, what's the plan?"
"Heh heh, is it the resurrection of the Evil God? If I could do that, I wouldn't have a hard time."
"What, you can't? It's no big deal for the outgoing Demon King. Sacrifice and do it somehow."
Ray's words are prickly at all times, and he says things from above again.
"This is tough. If they do say that, you'll be ashamed to call yourself the Demon King. But even if there is no evil god, it is possible for us alone to end this world. That's the plan."
"Hmm, I see, I see"
Ray nodded one with a prank grin with Nitanita, at once approaching certainty.
"You guys are going to make evil gods, aren't you?
For a moment, the demon king's face solidified.
"... you don't know what you're talking about. Make God? You can't possibly do that, can you?
"Come on, I wonder. I don't know how I can be a god, so I don't know how. But unlike other gods, only evil gods are special. ─ Didn't I?
Demon King with a slight increase in tongue rotational speed. Ray, who was not obvious, but keenly perceived the subtle change, wins heartily that he was right with a sickle.
"… apparently, your presence has become a major obstacle to us."
"That's too bad. I didn't mean to do that!
Ray threw a short knife at the end of the word for lack of preliminary motion. The knife goes straight to the Demon King's chest.
".................. that's sad"
Bakiba kick!
The knife was crushed in the hands of the Demon King.
"I know what you're doing now. I still can't beat you."
A piece of silver falls down from the palms that are fragmented and open.
"Ray, I knew you'd run! Just a little more, just a little more, just run!
"Ha, a joke. It's too early to give up!
Ray, hearing Charstena's burgeoning voice, laughs it off and opens the hangar door. Flowing down like massive seawater or zabbar waterfalls befallen there, pouring down to the Demon King.
"That's depressing."
The Demon King avoided the sea water flowing out of the storage space as if manipulating the umbrella with a materialized magic shield. Dobaba and splashing droplets around. In an instant a water reservoir is formed around the Demon King.
There, a bomb dispersed and dropped into the sea water is dispersed by the sound of the water dripping off, striking a knockout and an umbrella, which flows down to the ground.
Moments, flames dye your vision with flashing ball-like luminescence and an oversized explosion sound. Burning heat and austere wind storms. The cobblestones are scattered and the dust dances.
Sharstena's vision suddenly shakes like she was distracted.
"Yes, excuse me for a moment"
"What, uh, are you running away?
Soon, Charstena was embraced by Ray's arms. Even though I'm happy with Ray's honest behavior sometime after he turned his back on the blast ground and ran out on the white sand, I spit out my doubts.
In contrast, Ray answered with a serious face.
"No, evacuation."
"............... what are you doing?
At the same time Charlstena narrowed her eyes when she felt disturbing signs - a thunderbolt struck.
When Charstena, who shook her body unexpectedly, tilts her neck in the arms of Cotten and Ray, the exact moment comes to her attention when the blast flames turn into lightning flames.
"Wow... what magic?
"No, it's just the power of gold. Fate is this way."
The cobblestone rubs off to Ray's sudden stop. With that, Charstena, whose name was still weakly crowned, was pressed against Ray's body by the law of inertia.
"Go back, Magic!
As Ray screams, a pillar of magic pokes up in the flames of the magic regressed from the magic vegetables that Ray has planted. In number, the 10 pillars of magic instantly connect with Ray's body through the ground, transforming him into a whip that stretches and shrinks freely. There's a hole in the cobblestone just saying it's all in the way, and the road thrives like it did after the mole went through.
Tentacles that began to stretch their branches into glue and screw rolls. I don't mind the lightning flame interrupting, and when it twists and solidifies as if it were the tip of an asparagus, it presses me to push and crush the inside. However, the pressure from within explodes and the abdominal part of the asparagus swells and swells uncontrollably.
"Chip! Then this is it!
Ray quickly gives up crushing, switches and comes next.
A gripping palm.
"Demon blast!
The latter of the bunks of oppression and destruction burst. The cobblestone rolls like a different wave, turning it into sand in the air. The demon stone that was creating the blast flame and thunder turned into chilli, and the sand that turned into dust grabbed me, and the thunder flame disappeared, but...
"Ha ⁉"
A swell of magic pushed back the energy of the demon blast. A wave of destruction, visible as a shock wave, approaches the Rays.
Aggressively activated quarantine space. Cutting off the energy of that destruction, Ray and Charstena both got things done, but on the other hand, there is a terrible upset in Ray.
How the hell...?
More than once, the Demon Blast, which had inflicted no light damage on the Demon King, was pushed back. The impact of that fact on Ray is immeasurable. Because it's no exaggeration to say that the only possibility has been crushed. I felt like my strongest spear was crushed.
Immediately after the wave of destruction passed the quarantine space, a magic wall, spraying magic like an engine on an airplane, passed through it. And the demon bomb, which was supposed to be aimed at the demon king, spreads into a spherical shape around it, dusting the city as long as there is the energy of its destruction.
If you notice, the building around Ray disappeared, and at the edge of the open area of the surrounding area, you can see the figure of the semi-destructed building and the debris of the pushed city.
"Ha ha... this sucks"
One winning chance was crushed, and Ray sweated cold.
"That's why I said it. Please, run until my powers are restored."
"How long is that?
"... about half a day...?
"Doesn't that smell better than fighting?
To Charstena, who turned away a little reluctantly, Ray, who responded instantly, puts aside a beat and mouths one proposal.
"As for one hand, some say it will endure here as it is. But this move isn't perfect either. It is powerless against the magic of space and light systems. The moment you're noticed there, it's definitely over."
The quarantine is a three-meter cube. So if the light that passes through the disconnected walls or is crushed by the magic of the spatial system, there is no escape. It definitely ends there.
And another thing to keep in mind is the possibility of taking hostages to give up destroying the quarantine space and try to disarm it.
To be clear, if someone I know was about to get killed in front of me, Ray wouldn't hesitate to jump out. In that regard, there is no escape into different spaces. However, in places where different spaces have been generated once, it is not possible to use them for a while because they are inhibited by the purifying effect caused by the destruction of a wall that significantly separates the spaces.
"So I don't think there's any other way to survive than to fight. I just have to get behind it and pierce his defense. Well, what is it? There is no chance of winning. For one thing, I have something no one can ever beat."
"Can't beat anyone...?
For a moment, Ray put his confidence in Sharstena, who knew what he was referring to, and said:
"It's magic."
Release the quarantine space. The thin transparent membrane that was gently surrounding the Rays disappears and the space returns to the ground.
"Oh, did you come out? Does that mean you're ready to die?"
"Is that why, bogus? I came out because I had a plan to kill you."
"I see, you're killing me."
The Demon King mocks Ray and waves tact. Following the finger movement, the energy bullet of the demon bomb was launched behind Ray's back.
"It's the same thing with me."
The environment surrounding Ray and Charstena had changed due to earlier destruction. But not only that, it had changed dramatically, in the sense that enormous amounts of magic were full of atmosphere.
Where the purple flames drift, there is already the territory of the Demon King.
The magic scattered with the skills of magic spraying is still drifting without mist. That means the living magic that the Demon King has not yet taken control of.
Ray was gripping with his demon hand, holding Charstena in both hands, a demon bullet and a demon blast storm that was generated and launched from anywhere, 360 degrees around him.
Shooting leaks that could not be dealt with using demon bullets are intercepted. In addition, experience reduction was used to further increase magic from a full state, releasing magic outside that did not fit into the body.
the momentary gap created by it and the safety zone.
When Ray placed Charstena in an isolated space unaffected by witchcraft, he popped out into that storm of witchcraft.
"Damn it, I'm impressed with your depth of care. How many magic vegetables do you have hidden?"
The Demon King is showing his spare time because he doesn't know. From the point of view of maximum magic, we can afford to show it because it has 50 times the ray.
But if the Demon King finds out about it, his spare time will turn into war.
─ ─ Experience reduction.
One of Ray's unique skills, Experience Reduction, is the ability to convert excess EXP to Magic.
Now Ray's accumulated experience is roughly 600,000.
The magnification of the reduction to magic is roughly 100x. In other words, Ray has an enormous amount of magic power of 60 million. None of the demon kings are far from this absolute magic figure.
Magic power alone is the next oldest god in the present progression, after the Spirit God.
Let's be specific.
Ray's total magic power is - 25 times that of the Demon King.
But I guess I'm sad. There was an isolated difference between the two. It is the wall that separates Ray from the Demon King's strength, with the exception of the amount of magic, from power, speed and perceptual abilities.
Ray's move to carry out his destiny from his best hands will never exceed the Demon King's perception. Conversely, the other attack, even simple without a back, was best avoided with a single piece of paper.
It is obvious that it is physically far inferior. That's not something you can bury if you make a limit breakthrough.
Then the only way Ray can win is to compete with the total amount of magic he's winning.
Ray twisted his body in the air, tentacles, and fired a series of demon bullets. Kicking with a tentacle belly demon outfit on his leg and going up even higher, he squeezes the demon bullet he fired earlier and turns it into a demon blast ball.
Then, while the magic that completely left Ray's magic manipulation alone would produce destruction, the Demon King trapped him in a sphere that deformed his tentacles for each of its destruction.
Ray then assembles and activates the intermediate magic of thunder while traveling at high speed. An estimated advanced class of thunderlights, bottomed up by the amount of magic power, shoots the Demon King, but does not reach the body of the Demon King consolidated in the Demon Costume.
An instant counterattack and a series of tentacles of the Demon King's specialty opens the curtain, but Ray activates the magic of instant movement from one thought he was sorting as an evasion. Ray's figure buried in the tentacles distorts into gnagna, and Pah and his figure disappear.
Ahead of Ray's move, there was the Demon King's back. The demonic costume and the tentacles that grew from it protected its back, but Ray beat it with muscle strength that was exploded by demonic contractions, regardless.
But the Demon King, who took it by demon costume at the expense of a single tentacle, takes aim at Ray's face with his back fist without looking back.
And so Ray, who activated the instantaneous motion toward the rear, for a moment exceeded the speed of the Demon King and took a great distance with evasion.
"You move a lot with chorochoro. You're gonna bat, aren't you?
It was the Demon King who took a breathless breath into the attack. A demon king who hasn't written one sweat puts in his advice, but where is the wind blowing, Ray answered.
"You can still afford it. I'm confident in my health."
"Really? I hope that goes on until the end."
"Hate, if I die, I'll recover all my strength. Unlike you, I only have one. I'm not going to run out of them right now."
In fact, there was still room for Ray. That's because you're assembling battles with magic precedence over health, but the idea is in Ray's head that this isn't the end of the story on the assumption in the first place.
"Whoa, whoa, are you putting the other me into the math, too? I'm surprised you could still afford that."
"What a surprise. I'm sure there's a guy selling oil around there anyway. Why don't you call me now? I don't care if it's two to one, do I?
I just want you to give me a break for the real deal, but I pushed it to death and put in such a provocation because it turns out to be easier.
If we have to defeat two more people anyway, if we let them even one of the injuries within the weak, it will help later.
Instead, it was painful for one person to come out with another, troublesome guy on the same level in a tough place...
"So let's do that sweetly to your words"
Creepy glowing red eyes darker. Ray, ready, waited for that time.
Behind you.
Before or beside.
Up or down.
Perception grows. With all sensing power, Ray was ready.
But...
"I just want to say... I'm the last one to do it today. I never thought I'd be forced to struggle this far, and the last one was in the middle of a country drop. Unfortunately, I couldn't make it today."
What came back was an answer that I didn't even think of. Ray immediately thinks and complains that the thought has been read.
"Liar. Can I trust your words?"
"Pfft, you can trust me. Because you have a reason to lie to someone who's going to die? Demon costumes, magic materialization, magic processing, demon dolls, demon stretching, and, magic spraying. In the past, there are not a few who have named any one, and there are only so many who have brought together more than one. Plus, there's no hope you can beat me for taking in the protection of the Evil God. Different?
The Demon King affirmed. But I'm not licking Ray. Gathered more power than needed to kill Ray. There were many unexpected things. But Ray is overwhelmed by a battle that left him with a margin of power as a matter of fact.
That isolated difference is no longer known to the other person.
But Ray puts in a short denial that he's different.
I know the magnitude and strength of that power because I have it myself. But at the same time, its weaknesses are also staining itself.
There is no way that the Demon King, who has been involved in sorcery longer than Ray, knows that. Rather, knowing Ray's unknown weakness, Ray looks.
Those who look up and those who look down.
If I dare, is that the only difference that makes the two different weaknesses?
Ray is aware of both of them. That's why I can tell you, I spoke in return for my earlier advice.
"How many times do I have to repeat myself? That's how many times you've lost... you're the one who doesn't punish you. Shouldn't you just wash your head once and get it back out?
Did I just dare say that you have mixed provocations in return for advice? It seems silly to just give advice to the person you're looking up to.
Rather, it seems Ray would rather use it to fit the opponent in.
But the Demon King didn't honestly take that advice and moved his distorted mouth like he said it was unpleasant.
"... aren't you mistaken for one thing?
"Mistake......?
Ray twisted his neck slightly and inquired.
"You've never beaten me, have you? The first time, to your father, the second time to Reaper, today to your people, and you survived because you had an irregular goddess."
Ray narrowed his eyes to an unmissable word, the second reaper. Thinly reflected in its eyes, the appearance of a crumbling castle.
Think of it. That's when Ray didn't see the demon king's body. It's just that since the castle completely collapsed, it's completely healed in space and magic, confirming death. Then a few days later, even when I cleaned up the rubble, I didn't find the demon king's body and thought it disappeared with the demon bomb, but apparently it wasn't.
On that occasion, a Reaper appeared and killed the Demon King.
Ray, who now knew it, felt it was a mistake.
But it was somewhere else from what the Demon King called a mistake.
"You are indeed strong. Unlike an elephant, he still stands on that foot alone in front of me. ─ ─ But I'm mistaken because of that. That you live now, not in your own power, but only as a result of coincidences."
Coincidence.
Even though he vomited blood reflexes and broke his bones into vacillations, he fought and survived. Is that a coincidence?
Blue muscles run on Ray's face.
"... you tell me, goddamn demon king. Just a little bit on my mind."
Because of that pain, Ray was able to be strong. I strongly thought I had to rebuild my weak self.
And reflected my future in the figure of my father, who came to help me where I was in danger.
I wish I could be like that.
That was the awkward admiration. Even though I felt denied where I was going, Ray felt angry.
"I'll tell you one good thing, Demon King. There is no such thing as coincidence in this world. Everything is inevitable. Sure, maybe I can't beat you on my own. But I've always stood up to you. If I could survive it, it would have happened because I fought it. It's not a coincidence."
Yes, coincidences overlap and inevitability arises.
"The world is revolving by chance."
Everything in this world is a coincidence, everything is an inevitable event. Because I did this occasionally, it didn't happen this way, and because I did this occasionally, it inevitably does.
And now, at this moment, coincidence continues to change into inevitability.
"─ Hey, Ray. Long time no see."
A voice hung over my back. When Ray turns to the sound of chatter and armor rubbing, there's a more reliable knight figure there.
"Dick!"
Beautifully cut short blue hair. The face, which was about to fall out of childishness, looked masculine and riddled again.
"You're in big trouble. Aren't you cursed that the Demon King has appeared on this land twice?
"Let it go. Seriously, it's cursed for you, so stop it. Better than that, you came to a good place. Thanks for the help."
The two, who made such a joke and warmed up their old friends briefly, line up beside each other and relate to the Demon King.
"Another coincidence, huh?
Ray laughs invincibly, and the demon king sighs briefly in response to it.
"Oh my God... was my explanation bad"
Drop your shoulders, shake your head for Christ's sake.
"Irregular runs out of power and can't fight anymore. You two are the only ones left. Both have strengths that you can't have seen before. But you don't really know me as the Demon King. Why don't you give up now?
Even if I do, I'll tell you to give up.
I said, "Sleep and say it."
Ray's eyes, who laughed off briefly, contain a stronger light of hope than earlier.
There's no way I'm losing with this guy. The most beloved being in this world in Ray's knowledge. With its potential and strength, there is no question.
That's the same thing for Dikuld again.
"Exactly. We never give in. There is one special crusader - Elgranda the Demon Emperor. I'll take that neck right here."
"Oh, I miss your name. Thousands of years, I heard that name."
Its name, which is passed down to this day more than 5,000 years ago, is the very grief that the great men of the past failed to fulfill.
For the first time, Ray heard of the grief, but repeated it small enough to engrave its name in his heart.
"Dick, we're gonna finish this together."
That's what I said. But Dikuld, who literally killed the Demon King instantly, leans his neck with wonder.
"Probably not a problem with me alone...?
"Don't compare him now to just now, okay? He gets stronger every time he dies. In terms of calculations, twice as strong as earlier...... more than 10 times stronger according to the case"
"I guess that's a bit harsh when you're alone"
Dikurdo, who smiled small and showed satisfaction, nodded one thing.
"You have no choice. Let's do it together."
"I've been meaning to do that since the beginning."
There is no other way than the original. The lives of the people who live in the king's capital were entrusted to these two men at this time.
The two fists that were lined up next to each other go hand in hand with Kotsun.
"Not now, but that's the first time. We fight together."
"Right. Don't be late, Ray?
"You're not going to get knocked down right away, Dick."
When the two of them release their fists from either side, they squeeze out the 'power' with their screams, putting a good effort into their bellies.
"Breaking the limits!
"Limit sublimation!
Red and red.
Two red columns with subtly different intensities and colors pierced the sky.
"Let's move on to the final phase. And let me show you ignorant people. I'm the Demon King, so take one end of it."
The Demon King's room... had not disappeared yet.