Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

An integral lion-shaped chimaira that raids the royal castle.

From the carcass of that carcass grows the upper body of the demonic man.

It is Otilier who intercepts it.

It's been a long time since she left the fight in action, and it should be tough for her to deal with the monster alone.

But the soldiers can't be enemies, and the adventurers and soldiers are opponents of the terrorists who break out in the city.

Only Otilier can protect this place.

But the limit is already close.

Her clothes are worn out and her whole body is scratched.

It was like not being free, but just standing on your feet.

"I'm... I'm your sister's daughter-in-law. Whoa, whoa!

Supporting her is even your sister (Henriette).

Just think of that face, just remember the words of the proposal, the dobaric brain drug overflows and awakens the consciousness.

"Sister, sister......"

Forgot to blink. Eyes opened wide and ran bloody.

He said it should be painful and painful, but he had a creepy full grin on his face.

"Sister, sister, sister, sister"

Repeat.

brain drugs secreted each time.

Crazy nerves.

Flying consciousness.

Now I felt like I could make any impossible possible.

"Sister, sister, sister, sister. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Scream even more.

And - Otilier cut his own neck off with a sword.

Tons of blood to blow out.

Don't pull enemies.

But she didn't hurt herself without meaning.

They are all used to activate her biggest and strongest genocide rule (Genocide Arts).

No, I no longer know if I can call it that.

The name of that move, created from the uncooleable excitement and frantic affection that has prevailed since taking the proposal from Henriette, remains exactly the same - my dear (Henriette).

The flowing blood swells and creates a giant Henriette shape behind the Otilier.

Born a giant of graffiti blood.

But let her tell you, it was a "crystal of love”.

"Ah. Sister... even if you stay away, you protect me!

Turning around, Otilier stared at the giant with a decent eye.

The giant stares back, too.

Needless to say, it is a selfie.

Or maybe she's even hallucinating due to blood loss, bleeding sloppily from her neck.

I no longer understand the sight in front of me at all, the Lion Shaped Kimyra.

Whatever it is, if you kill Otilier, his mission is a success.

It is obvious that it is already full of creativity.

Kimyra moves to stab the stomach, and - the fist of a protruding giant swallows his entire body (...).

Buried all over a mass of blood, he saw hell inside it.

The effect of genocide rules (Genocide Arts) causes the body to lose its power.

The countless blades created in it - namely the blood serpent bite Angus - strike Kimyra, who relaxes and floats in the blood.

It's not just forward.

From all directions the blade chops up the chimaira, as if it were meat placed inside a food processor.

I've just gotten a seriously high life force, and no matter how severed, I can hardly die.

When he suffered plenty in his blood torture apparatus, at the end of the day, his heart was severed and he finally ran out of breath.

"Ha... Sister... I did it! Your sister... is..."

Having grabbed the victory, Otilier falls from the face to the ground.

From the neck, as always, there was blood spilling out.

To her like that, a healing magician, who had watched from afar, approached her to heal her wounds so that she would not be caught in battle.

So Otilier took his life somehow.

◇ ◇ ◇

Meanwhile, Henriette's office in the castle.

It had been transformed into an ice chamber by the hands of the demonic tribe that had become a werewolf Kimyra assimilation.

"I was aware that the enemy was coming, but I didn't expect him to be trapped from the outside"

I tried to be outside to help Otilier, and suddenly the room was closed with ice.

There was no time to escape.

When Henriette has a troubled face with her hands on a fully solidified door, she hears voices from the outside.

"Kihahahahaha! Hey, you can't get out, can you? It's cold, isn't it? How do you feel? Hey, hey!

That voice that turns emotions upside down belongs to a woman.

Henriette sighs that it was such a hysterical woman who was turned away according to more.

"You can't get out of there anymore. It's not just ice, it's so strong, it's harder than iron! You'll never get away with using genocide rules! Kihahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

I'll stir it up more than I have to.

I guess that face has a nice smile.

"I see, you did stay in the room like this, you're going to freeze to death"

"Yes, people's bodies are so thick that they can't stand the temperature in that room! And you can't get away with it! It's over. Hey, I'm sorry!

"Oh - too bad"

From the bottom of his heart, Henriette sighs.

"I had no idea the demons were so underestimating me. I am still a general. Regardless of whether you can risk your life, I don't think the power to wield itself is so much different from Gadio"

In fact, she was in a rivalry with Gadio.

Master of Knight Swordsmanship (Cavaliers Arts) and Master of Genocide Rules (Genocide Arts).

It would be difficult for Gadio to win if he used "bet his life”.

But if we bump into each other as hard as we can only in a decent way, we won't have a clear settlement - so much so that we were mutual.

In short, it doesn't even become an obstacle for Henriette, such as ice to this extent.

"To the proof of that - Here."

"Huh?"

Place your palms on a frozen door.

And when I put a little force into my arms, the ice cracked open.

The resulting gap is filled with red blood as if it were a blood vessel.

"It's so easy to break through obstacles to this extent without the use of a sword"

It was Henriette's physique, not his moves, that filled the blood.

In other words, there is still destruction by genocide rules (Genocide Arts).

Sharpen your consciousness and pour your energy into the blood that has entered the gap in the ice.

Then the blood gets heat, swells, and explodes.

The ice was destroyed door-by-door, and Henriette finally faced the enemy.

"Did you... manipulate the blood? I just thought you were a little good at swords!

The woman was stunned by the imbalance: the demonic head on Warwolf's body.

"Come on. You're under-research, or they didn't think you needed that either? If you're going to attack the castle with my stunt, I think you should know."

Recently, though, Henriette herself rarely fought.

I don't have to know - but again, you should know if you're going to attack me.

Or did you think your arms were dull and insulting?

Even now, she says she doesn't lack daily workouts.

Then I heard a different voice and a loud noise from the square in front of the castle.

Outside the window, Henriette laughs bitterly when she sees a glimmer of blood giant.

"Heh, it looks like my wife (...) won the battle outside too. Quiet in the castle, too, after the assailants against the king and queen have already been seized."

"Ugh... Ugh..."

Chimaira woman whose situation is reversed and the more palpable.

"You're going to miss it already. If you're going to surrender, I won't do anything wrong."

"Who... who would ever surrender! We just walked out of the room and got the power of Kimyra. We're not gonna win!

Her failure to respond to persuasion was a clear result.

I mean, buy a little time.

In the meantime, Henriette will read the following developments and determine the opponent's movements.

"I'll crush you straight from the front, this is the end of the general!

The enemy has stumbled into silly honesty.

Such a crude tactic that you accidentally lose your laugh.

Gently avoid nails rolled out aiming at the neck and cleave the enemy's shoulders with the sword pulled out.

He was responsive, but the wound was shallow.

So that's how sturdy Kimaira's flesh is?

"Kihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihi!

"Looks like there's a scratch for it?

"There's no way we're gonna die from these cuts! Kihihihi - gih!?

The woman's complexion changes.

He blued at once and knelt as he pressed around his chest.

"but...... ah? What, this... is coming, and I"

Henriette is convinced of the victory at this point and holds his sword in his sheath.

Then he collapsed and finally approached Kimyra, who had laid down, and looked down.

"Genocide rules. We pumped blood into your body and restricted the functioning of your flesh."

"Duh... duh... duh..."

I know what the genocide rules (Genocide Arts) have with her.

But I thought it could be resisted by the power of Kimyra, and even if I ate it, I thought it would slow down the movement of my hands and feet or something to that extent.

But not in Henriette's case.

"Don't you see? I stopped the heart."

Kimyra can no longer even speak up.

But the wide open eyes represented the degree of astonishment.

It's ridiculous, such as being able to stop your heart with that degree of scratch - that's what you must have thought.

Nevertheless, as a matter of fact, I had to believe more than the lights of life were going out.

And as it is, she takes her breath away to sleep.

"Even one small cut is fatal...... and you would have figured it out if you had done a proper research. Sweet ones."

Cleaning up the body is a hassle - with that in mind, Henriette first headed to Otilier outside the castle.

◇ ◇ ◇

The blood of God had also carried out raids on the Castle of the Demon King, built in Concilia.

Sheetum and Zeion, who notice the anomaly in the square in front of the castle and jump out in a hurry, confront the Chimaira assimilation of the D body.

One is a werewolf type.

Unlike Jeryl, who was taking in some of the spiders, he was taking in an org in both arms.

His name is Milliol.

Like Toros, he's a man who was once friends with Zeon.

One of the others is Feilong-shaped.

Standing in front, like protecting Milliol.

They seem to appreciate the power that exists here, Cyrillic, because the blood of God possesses ten bodies in all.

But on the other hand, Zeion sees the enemy.

"I don't know."

That's right. Kick it.

With cold eyes, I despised them from the bottom of my heart.

Even if I don't get a name, I understand with intuition that it is the child who drew Deaza's blood, including Sheetum.

I don't understand the motive behind today's raid.

I'm drawing Deaza's blood, and yet I believe in Origin - it must have been an identity that made up the majority of their inner parts.

The gathering of those who could not receive the collapse.

"How can you, yes, risk your life in a negative direction? Hey, Milliol."

The demonic world is not that wide.

Zeion knew about him assimilated to the werewolf type Kimyra.

'Cause you guys didn't accept us.'

"I'm not saying I accept pushing ideas. Yikes!

Seatum stares at Milliol.

But he just laughs naggingly.

"Well, that's a parallel line forever. I don't know why, but it was all by Deaza's side."

"You're only here because you were. He betrayed us with all that family."

"I guess that's great. You shouldn't be disappointed, you should be heartbroken, on that side!

"... I don't understand."

"Apparently."

Zeion realizes, 'It's no longer just useless to talk'.

At the time of assimilation with Kimyra, Millior as a Demon is like dead.

I took my life from the beginning - that's why I showed up.

"I'm coming, brother."

With that said, Seatum forcefully took Zion's right hand and tangled his fingers as if even at a dance, stretching towards Millior.

Zeion wrinkles between his eyebrows in disgust.

"Damn, I'm ashamed of this... and now that I'm married, don't be my brother. You're on it"

"So... you?

The face of a reddish Zeion.

I was caught, and Seatum turned bright red to my ears.

"What do you do when the brother you mention is shy!

"I've come a long way more than I expected! I'm sorry!

"It's not bad if you've been here a long time! I don't even feel bad!

Neither can the Millions hide their confusion in the dispute that all of a sudden began.

I thought it was provocation, but for that, I mean tone.

"What the hell are they... starting a crazy fight in this situation?"

Looks like he was shown some room, and Milliol felt uncomfortable.

I want to kill him with this hand right now.

I meant to do that from the beginning, but with much more cruel and painful means than I thought...

"Your enemies seem to be scared too, let's make it easier for you."

"Right, fools don't get better if they don't die"

"It's good to be cocky. Come on! You don't even know the power of Kimyra, the Zeons!?

"Oh, I know."

"With me and my brother, I know you're not a big enemy."

The two look at the two Kimyra at the same time.

That bond, which is even deeper than it was four years ago, makes it easy to achieve magical harmony.

Phosphorescence and sun and darkness, flames and light.

Darkness is used to control and retains its power only around the enemy.

"Engage"

Seatum squeaks.

Between the two chimailas, an orange, light-emitting sphere appears.

It swells all at once by the magic of both of us.

"The Sun"

At the same time as Zeion's words, I could play them all at once.

A strip of light surrounds me.

Instantly my vision stained completely white and I couldn't see anything.

At the same time, the hot air strokes the skin of the Sailers and Toros, who were watching the scene farther afield.

"Ahhh..."

"All I can say about this power is that it's the Demon King. It's horrible because I'm telling you there's still some stretching to do."

Not enough to burn your skin, but the temperature there.

But you can't possibly damage Kimyra to that extent.

But don't worry.

They are only aftermath (...).

If you can't contain it with the magic of darkness, it leaks all around you.

In other words, within a range centered around the Millions - they were filled with unimaginable ultra-high temperatures.

It is precisely the heat as if it touched the sun straight.

Sairel, who finally recovered his sight, was stunned to see the sight spread out into the square.

"That, gone...? Did they fly you somewhere?

There's no sign of the Millions there.

All there is is is molten cobblestone.

"No, it's evaporated."

Toros said calmly.

Better magic than four years ago, better gear, and more importantly, the power of "engagement" by two more bonded people is not comparable to what it was then.

Whether it was a werewolf type, a lion type, or a flying dragon type, it had grown to the point where Kimyra or so could be erased.

While the demons feared its immense power, they felt more dependable than that.

……

Disappeared Milliol, staring at a tiny spot, Seatum.

Zeion stared at the same place and groaned.

"Sentimental?

"Yeah, doesn't your brother feel anything? We used to be friends, right?

Same demon race.

Deaza's son.

Origin faithful.

As for Sheetum, who has been deeply involved in all of that, I have as much as I think.

But Zeion didn't seem to be moving at all.

"I'm not saying I don't feel anything, but I have a priority. It was useless to talk. They tried to break something important to me. Then you deserve it."

What he should protect is his wife, Sheetum, and the demons “living here and now”.

It's been four years.

I persuaded him.

Still, they didn't change.

What happens is that there is no choice.

"It was their choice not to get out of Disa's curse. Don't be sad, you're not bad."

That being said, Zeion put his hands on Sheetum's head with a pound.

"... thank you, brother"

That's what she says, her eyes narrow as she feels comfortable.

Still can't seem to break it off, but Zeion thinks it's okay.

Because that kindness is why Seattle is admired by all.

◇ ◇ ◇

The remaining chimaira assimilators are one.

Jeryl, who has become the only survivor, without knowing it, launches an attack on the Hero Spirit Temple.

The aim is Gene.

I honestly don't need to challenge the fight.

Break in through the vent and assassinate a sage who doesn't like to fight meat bullets.

Jeryl is better at moving faster and hiding than she was.

By acquiring this "Wolf-shaped Kimyra assimilate," which incorporates some of the spider's monsters, he was able to possess even more power specific to his strengths.

Be wary of assassins like him, or the magic of detection was planted anywhere in the temple, but not so advanced.

"Genius has fallen too..."

Jeryl releasing it handily.

But he didn't realize.

In particular, the soldiers who guard the temple realize that they have “unlocked the magic”.

Jeryl proceeded further to the exhaust vent and exited into the passage leading to Gene's room.

One man with a big shield, standing there.

"This is a holy place, we can't let you through."

Bart was ambushing Jeryl.

The ordinary people in the facility have already been evacuated and there is no one around.

Its prompt action is also due to his presence.

"... Bart Caron, the man who became captain in a spill that just happened to survive"

"Shit, you're rude! Well, I can't deny it."

Exactly, that's an understatement, because Burt has also saved the Flams' predicament in the fight against Origin.

But he's a good year, too.

His health has also begun to wane, and he's getting tougher to be on the front line.

Even if they were alone, it would be difficult to contain them.

Nevertheless, on the other hand, he is also settling out year-to-year, combining calm judgment.

"Iron Maiden Purifying the Holy Guard's Wall!

As Bart stuck his shield to the floor, an invisible wall blocked the aisle.

Justice enforcement at the expense of strength and extended scope (Justine Arts).

His aim is not to defeat Jeryl.

It is to stop here and wait for reinforcements.

"It's a shitty wall like thin ice."

I can buy you some time.

"I don't know about that - Aquavalet Illegal Formula. Ah!

Zuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Like a machine gun, a water bullet approaches Burt with intensity approaching a hundred shots for a second.

"No, whoa, whoa, whoa!

He withstood the attack desperately, with blood vessels on his temples.

Jeryl laughs nitwit it.

"Wouldn't you do it, surprisingly? Then this is it... Aqua Valet Spiral!

Origin's spiral power - mixing it in with magic, the bullet of water floating around Jeryl starts to spin fast.

And when he put his hands together, the bullets hit Burt simultaneously.

Grrrrrrrrrrrr!

The next attack doesn't end just by hitting the wall and being able to play.

A sharp, pointed tip pierces, starts spinning as it is, diving in little by little.

"Gu... ahhhhhhhhhh!

"Oh, endure endurance. But I was wondering if it's time to get to the limit?

In fact, it was.

It's not a level I can contain with the power of Burt already.

(Hasn't he...! All I can do is protect them, and I can't take these guys down!?

Unexpectedly foolish in my heart.

Gene's room is right there, he's the one who installed the detective magic, and since it's all that noisy out there, you should have already noticed the anomaly.

Paki - and the fence cracked.

The tip of the bullet is approaching right between Burt's brows.

The skin is worn and the red squirt flows down the side of the nose.

(No more, that's it -!)

Burt ready to die.

At that time, the door to Gene's room finally opened.

"Is it assimilation with Kimyra? There are no cores, but there are original features everywhere. So you're saying you made a new Origin? Excellent for a burnt blade rush."

He talks as he walks slowly, as if he hadn't noticed Burt's crisis or something.

And as he faced Jeryl over the wall, he covered his face with his right hand and said it away, like a decision pose.

"This genius, it's pointless in front of Gene Intage"

"Don't turn it on. Do something quickly! There's already a fence...!

"Don't worry, I'll pick up your bones"

"Don't kill yourself!

"Heh, it's a little joke. Evaporate, Heat!

When Gene unleashes his magic, the water bullet disappears juwah.

If Flam sees that sight, that trauma, engraved with the mark of slavery, will come back to life and beat him up.

"Gene Intage… are you finally here"

The plans for the assassination have collapsed, but it's not the opponent you can't win if you fight one-on-one - yes, Jeryl judges.

For some reason (...) I can't see Gene's status using the scan, but I decided that it was a cover-up magic effect and his timidity that 'I don't want my opponent to understand that his strength is no big deal'.

Jeryl laughs invincibly.

To him like that, Gene said after taking a breath of "Hmm".

"Your face stinks."

"What?"

The sudden curse caught Jeryl's cheek.

"Oh, it smells puffy. This smells like a bastard, it doesn't fit my genius sense of smell. Why don't you hide it and keep it down?"

"This face was given to me by Deaza, wasn't it? Draw his blood."

"That's why I'm saying it stinks. We should be more ashamed, strive to erase our traits, and live secluded. Besides, assimilate with such ugly Kimyra, and don't let the filth walk under the heavens."

"Whoa, you're ahhhhhh!

Jeryl gets furious.

To him it is pride and the only unique identity that draws Diza's blood.

Gene, on the other hand, was thorough and despised his opponent.

His strong hatred of Disa is nothing more than the ramifications of the widespread evil deeds among the people of the kingdom.

Alongside Origin, Diza, who betrayed the parents of the upbringing she took care of, murdered her brothers and sisters alike, and tried to hang them in their hands even to Sheetum, is the greatest evil to the people.

Whatever draws that blood is no exception - though some demons, like Toros, live up to it after publishing its facts.

"I'm gonna kill you. Oh, absolutely, now!

"Don't have impossible dreams, you're just gonna have painful eyes."

"I don't care about that room! Aquakanong, spiral ooh!

Six spheres of water, about two metres in diameter, rise and begin to rotate at high speeds, just like bullets.

Its power is not the ratio of aqua valets.

If hit, Gene's flesh would be shattered and scattered.

... If it hits, we're talking about.

"Atomization"

Before the impending water drill, Gene gently shrugged away his hand.

Then magic floated like a four-color belt, and Jeryl's magic disappeared as soon as she touched it, becoming a particle.

"... why?

"I have a sense of similarity and closeness, but that's what an overwhelming force is, isn't it? Breaking it, hurting it, that's not what I'm saying. Turn it off. That's where you'll find your magic first."

Gene began his narrative proudly.

Souvenirs from the underworld (...) But just saying.

"Atomization. The attributes of my“ nature ”disassemble all matter to atomic level"

"You can't possibly do that!? At least, it shouldn't be impossible for Gene Intage!

For some reason I can't see the talent level after scanning it.

That's because Gene was created by Shea's “dream."

Therefore, no one was able to grasp the exact value of his magic.

"Concilia is now a big city with a population of over 100,000. And most of its inhabitants recognize me as the hero who saved the world."

"That's why you say what's going on, huh?

"Come on, assuming you're proud to be Deaza's son, you should also continue to be somewhat smart. Look, I exist here with 100,000 magic powers. No, if you spread it all over the kingdom, more magic will be gathering on me."

Gene standing his index finger in front of his own face.

"Assuming it's 1 per person, that's over 100,000. If it's 2, 200,000. If it's 3, 300,000."

As we speak, we increase the number of middle fingers, pharmacopoeia and standing fingers.

"Well, unfortunately it won't reach Fram Apricot, but -"

And he looks down at Jeryl, who stands flaunted with a winning look.

"Hero Gene Intage is nothing but your common sense."

"Magic... 300,000...?

Impossible numbers.

Even with the help of Kimyra, the six-digit is another dream of a dream.

Suppose the magic reaches hundreds of thousands and can manipulate four attributes - there may no longer be a physical phenomenon in the world that does not move as he wishes.

"It's only hypothetical, maybe even higher. Ha, you look like you wouldn't have challenged me if you knew. But it's too late, the results won't change, only Fram can turn the clock around. And now that she's gone, I'm the strongest genius in Concilia!

Spread his hands, leaning back gently, Gene boasts of his own strength.

Though another being, his self-love remains unchanged.

The fact that he was currently the strongest in this conciliar had given him the pleasure of beating even the peak.

Growing emotions.

Correspondingly, words and gestures become even more exaggerated.

"You regret your own choices and die here. I've given you plenty of respite, that's why I came so slowly!

In the hallway of the temple, Gene's voice echoes.

In contrast to Jeryl, who was pressed by its force and blue-blue but lagged behind, Burt watched as if he had been somewhere spooked.

"Come on, come on - let's stop that filthy blood here! Atomization!"

Four-color bands flutter and are released from Gene's hand.

"Ugh... Wow! Don't come, don't come, come. Ahhh!

Jeryl shows his back and runs away, but the guy chased him everywhere.

No matter how hard you rush through the exhaust outlet or accelerate it, you can't pull it apart.

No, it's more approaching.

"Get away from me, don't get carried away! No, disappear... disappear, my body..."

When the band touched Jeryl's body, the area disappeared to melt and disappeared.

He can no longer move. He eventually gets his whole body wrapped up and vanishes without a trace.

"No interrupting demons... I'm still sweet now"

Gene, who felt the enemy's death, said drunk to himself.

◇ ◇ ◇

"You're getting noisy up there."

Heavy fighting on the ground also rocks underground ruins with deeds and ink.

He fantasized about a conciliar in confusion, grinning at his mouth and immersed himself in joy.

The operation is working, I'm not so sure I'll stop.

"I'm sure someone you know has been murdered by now."

Deed crouching by the ink and talking.

She's still safe.

But he resisted Deed trying to skin him with a knife, bought his anger, and was just beaten and kicked until his consciousness was blurred.

"Uhh, pu... uhh"

Because of my weakened self, I'm spitting my eyeballs out of my mouth.

But besides, it doesn't have the same power as before.

Naturally, the origins here have no “will," so they won't spontaneously attack and multiply people.

"Can't even resist anymore, huh? Then it's time to start again, and don't cry or cry if it hurts, because it's a blessing from Master Origin."

"Ugh... Eterna... Eterna..."

Ink calling Eterna's name like a rumor.

That doesn't bother you, there's malice in Deed's expression.

But before his fist punched her in the face, the door to the room opened.

"Dee, d......"

Demon man falling in as soon as he entered the room.

Deed rushed over to him.

"Luthor! What happened to that wound!

"No more... no more... run, run..."

"What are you talking about, there are ten assimilations with Kimyra, the need to escape, etc. -"

We have the absolute power to slaughter even the heroes.

To Deed, who believed so, called Luthor, he stuck to reality.

"Destroyed."

"... what?

"Destroyed, I did! The Kimyra assimilation... the human bomb, the constituents, all of them! Zero conciliar victims, too! We... nothing, we couldn't...!

The shaking that has been transmitted from the ground without tolerating it until earlier has now stopped perfectly.

"No way... that's..."

Deed looked up at the ceiling.

All those powerful assimilations were defeated.

I hate to believe it, but he knows Luthor is not such a lying demon.

"Ha... Phew... and Eterna Limbaugh... nearby, they're here. I managed to sprinkle it... but soon, I might find it. He's not like before either... Kuza was shattered by one blow. Me too... even if I become an assimilation, I'm no match..."

"Eterna is coming to help me......!

As soon as I heard the name, the ink eyes regain the light.

But that made Deed even more upside down.

When he approaches her with his big crotch, he reveals his anger and kicks it off.

"Don't look happy!

"Agoo!

"With Master Origin's grace! Delighted with our defeat! Shame on you. Shame on you!

"Agu, agu... Ho ho...!

He further crushed his body and face over and over again.

But the light that dwelled in my eyes doesn't go away.

Eterna is nearby.

That's all, the ink was saved.

"What's with those eyes?"

So extra, Deed didn't care about that.

"With those busy eyes, look at me. Ahhh!

Put your hands together.

The magic of darkness surrounds the eyes of the ink.

"Hih... ah..."

She gave an unexpectedly drawn voice to the lukewarm sensation.

"Oh no... stop it, that's all... stop it, I got it from Eterna!

"So extra hateful!

And when the prosthetic eye shifts, it is pulled out.

The pseudo-optic nerve was ripped off and the ink's vision closed in the dark.

"Give it back, give it back. Yeah!

She remains invisible, desperately clinging to Deed.

But he shook off such ink and unbroken his prosthetic eyes, which he had put in his palm.

"... ah"

She despairs and collapses at the sound of a bakick she hears.

"No... why... because Eterna made it for me..."

"It won't be necessary for meat to be squashed"

Saying, Deed threw down his crushed prosthetic eye and further shredded it on the soles of his feet.

"Ugh... Ugh... Ugh!

"Don't call me that, depressing!

"Gu! Huh... Ugh... Yep..."

In addition, kick the body of the ink over and over again.

He enjoyed watching the sadistic girl suffer.

"Hey, that's a little too much..."

No matter how much ink was killed recently, it was a different sight from Luthor's.

No, otherwise, maybe he can't be the leader of God's bloodline or something - but right after he raised his voice, his body swelled like a balloon like that.

"But me?

And it keeps expanding without knowing, and it bursts like that.

It was Eterna, full of intent to kill, who appeared as she trampled the body.

By the time I get here already, I've killed many of the terrorists who get in the way.

Without hesitation, miserably, cruelly.

Because of this, the clothes and face were stained with blood.

You arrived early.

I've been waiting for you, Deed laughing invincibly all the time.

"Despair suits Master Origin. If we're going to kill this girl anyway, we might as well kill Eterna Limbaugh before then and take her life after giving her more despair, as a sacrifice for the resurrection."

He talks as he walks over to Eterna.

But in her sight, all she saw was ink.

"Ink!"

Run over and hold up your blurry body.

"Eterna! Me... Ayi Ji no... because of the eyes I got from Eterna... this, wow, broken... sorry... sorry no..."

Even though there was nothing wrong with it, Eterna's chest was tightened and tears came to her eyes in repeated sad words.

Leave it to your emotions and hug that body as hard as you push your chest.

"I can make as many prosthetic eyes as I want! So there's no need to apologize. Because if the ink is safe, there's nothing happier for me."

"Eterna... Eterna ah..."

I hugged Eterna so the ink would soak up.

Even if the eyes are invisible, their warmth and smell alone fill their hearts.

I think again.

This man is the only one I have.

He said he was the only one by his side.

"It's a touching reunion, you're going to cry unexpectedly"

Clapping deliberately, Deed says away.

The voice was trembling and seemed to enjoy being ignored.

Eterna didn't even turn around and reacted with her back showing.

"I'm sorry, but you're the only one left"

"Can you kill him? You're wearing me out after a battle with the assimilation, this me!

Unexpectedly, Eterna sighed.

Loose.

Why should such a man hurt ink so much?

Drop it, drop it, not from the bottom of your heart.

"Ink, wait a minute"

"... yeah. Be careful, Eterna."

Eterna smiles and lets go of her body.

And when I stood up, I pointed my left palm at Deed.

Blow up the ugly face of a man with all the magic, and this nagging battle must end.

Concentrate the magic in your body on your left hand.

Imagine a sharp ice spear.

At that tip, every brain across the skull, blows that head off.

"Iceland!"

With the declaration, ice is ejected - it was supposed to.

But nothing happens.

……

Eterna tilting her neck unexpectedly.

Although I have tried several times since then, there has never been any appearance of magic activated.

"I'm not answering. I can't use magic."

"This is..."

"Ice Lance! or. Kuha, you were in a cage for a long time, you were hurting a girl and you were exasperated? So it's embarrassing to be empty-handed. I would feel like getting out of here right now. Whatever it is, you can run, of course she can put it down."

"There's some trick in this room."

"Yes. Precious attributes, sealed demons. It has the power to seal magic releases into the body. It's a delicacy we've found in the surrounding village."

Deed approaches one of the human bodies lined up on the wall, stroking his cheeks lovingly as he speaks.

"By taking this girl in as part of the Origin, we succeeded in controlling it. Well, it's pretty narrow in this room, but it'll be enough to beat you down."

Once Origin was trying to do something similar by taking in the flam.

In the end it didn't happen, but if it couldn't be stopped, something like a nightmare would have happened: "Origin exercises the power of inversion”.

"The magically unusable Eterna Limbaugh is just a miscellaneous fish. Yeah, I'm doing a little work, so there's no such limitation. That's why. I'm going to unilaterally ravage you now, make you incapable of combat, and then I'm going to crush and kill this girl right in front of your eyes. Let the blood of God do so for a complete victory."

"Knock..."

Eterna eats up her teeth in frustration.

"No more company"

"So what's up? That stuff is just a positive move. It's our destiny."

"Anyway, the flam will break you right away"

"You take hostages for that. That's your favorite sweetheart, if you put your buddy on the wall, you won't be able to get your hands on him, will you?

That is unlikely.

But if you piss off Flam right now, you'll wipe out your enemies with enough force not to make sense of hostages or anything else.

So hostages are pointless.

It's pointless - that has nothing to do with Eterna winning or losing.

In this place sealed with magic, kill Deed and rescue the ink.

That's all we have to do now.

"But what happened to the momentum just now? Can you afford to be exchanging words or something? Because you can kill that girl right now, right?

"Don't let the ink do it. No!

"Then you make it stop, Darkness Barrett!

Deed inked and ejected a black bullet.

Eterna moves and stands before her to shelter herself.

"Boo...... Huh!

The bullet pierced his shoulder and blood erupted.

"Ha-ha-ha! Helpless, I didn't want to see such a miserable figure of a hero who saved the world."

Saying, go on, Deed unleashes many magic shots.

Each time, Eterna's body was damaged without the art of exchange.

"My heart hurts but I can't help it, this is also for Master Origin"

"Gu..."

"Hurt you"

"Gi... but ah...!

"Let me suffer."

"Ha... ahhh...!

"We have to plunge into despair and kill him!

"Gah, ha, ha, ha!

I wondered if the dark magic stuck around my left arm, bending and snapping my joints in the opposite direction.

If you want to do it, you should be able to kill it with a single blow with high-powered magic.

But Deed didn't.

As he did to the ink, he immediately destroys his body, enjoying watching Eterna suffer.

After you break the joints in your arms, peel off every nail of your fingers, break the bones, and finally crush the meat.

"What, but..."

A fainting pain struck Eterna.

But she won't even kneel, that's unacceptable in front of the ink.

Even if he dies, we have to keep protecting him.

"It's healthy stuff, each other"

Deed walks over to Eterna one by one.

"That's why I see death. The more desperate you are to protect it, the more desperate Ink Leasecraft will be for its death."

"I can't..."

"You have no means of resistance. What do you say?"

Even the spheres that are always floating around Eterna are thrown away at the entrance to the room.

No longer had a hitter, it looked that way in everyone's eyes.

"Darkness Blade"

Darkness wraps Deed's arms around him and changes shape to a blade.

"At the end of the day, I'll kill you with my own hands!

As he shook up his arm - Eterna, eating up her teeth, threw the “stone” she had hidden at his feet with her messed up left hand.

"A demon stone!?

What is sealed is the release of (...) magic into the body.

Then the Demon Stone might be able to activate it.

That was a bet, but it seemed to be the right thing to say because Deed was going to panic.

Stoned magic is activated and countless arrows of ice are ejected from your feet.

Deed dodged it as he turned backwards.

But some arrows plunder the body.

"Oh, hah!

Eterna throws some more demonic stones.

Exactly this number would avoid even Deed.

There's a rush on his face when he's cornered.

And a massive arrow of ice was released from the demonic stone, surrounded from all directions - just before it was hit, it vanished in the air.

"... why"

Flashing Eterna.

Deed, on the other hand, immediately understood the situation and shook his shoulders.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! I learned, I grew up, Origin!

"Oh, my God!

"Seeing as the Seal Demon has no effect on the Demon Stone, we've expanded our range of adaptations to protect us!

"Convenient, too good..."

"I am blessed by God, it is only natural that luck takes sides! Got it!

Reverse the situation again.

For Eterna, who can no longer even use the Demon Stone, this time the batter should be gone.

Get that certainty and activate the magic.

"Darkness Ripper"

A pitch-black disc begins to spin fast over Deed's head.

"Come on, now it's time for you to die. You can avoid it - in which case, she will die. Don't worry, if you die properly, I'll stop you from doing any harm other than that. But after that, Ink Leasecraft dies in ruins."

"Eterna...... that's enough, stop! I don't care about me, run! Because I'm sure if you work with the others, you can easily defeat them like that!

"You can't do that. If I abandon ink here, I will regret it more than die!

"I'm not worth it!

"There is!

Eterna says it out in a strong tone at what time.

"For me, ink life is more important than my own, so I've been walking next door! I'm still standing here! And from now on! Wherever you are and whatever you do, I will continue to protect the ink thing!

"Eterna..."

Not because it's now, or because we've been cornered.

I've always thought so.

For Eterna, ink, that's what it was.

That's why you have a high ideal.

Ink must be happier than anybody else - than anything else in this world.

It doesn't have to be herself, if she's happy.

"You make me cry, you make me so nauseous! You're gonna die dreaming of that shitty bond and shit, Eterna Limbaugh!

A disc is ejected.

As Deed declared, ink dies if you avoid it, and Eterna dies if you take it.

Before the ultimate one, Eterna - nevertheless, did not give up.

Think.

Now that she can't use her magic, all she has left is her brain.

Think.

I've never called myself a genius, but my head turns more than a person's, extra if that's to protect the ink.

Think.

There are exceptions to the sealed demon, the demon stone was, even if it will be dealt with later, only now, if only once.

Think.

I see it, see, even if the logic for breaking through had something to sacrifice for it - woohoo, how light it is compared to the life of the ink.

"Well, you choose the path to throwing your own life away!

Eterna doesn't move.

Jen royally in front of the ink, waiting for the dark disc to cleave its own flesh.

"No, I..."

Living in the eyes is a fighting spirit.

Hot thoughts.

With its rolling mind, it controls the fear and takes the darkness ripper - itself, with its left arm (...).

"Gu, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Guuuuuuuuuu!

A fast spinning blade breaks meat and sharpens bones.

"Eterna, I hope that's enough, Eterna. Ahhh!

The flesh splashed and defiled Eterna's cheek.

She ate her teeth, and withstood the pain.

"What, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Barked.

And the disc changes direction, at the expense of Eterna's left arm.

The magic unleashed does not kill anyone, it crashes against the wall and disappears.

"Eterna...... the sound now, what? What..."

"Save the girl by sacrificing her left arm."

"Left arm......? Eterna, also, give me your arm...!

Eterna leans down and puts her shoulders up and down as she bleeds out of her wound.

Sweat floats on his forehead and puts his face to bitterness.

But again, there was no regret.

What fills my chest is the achievement that I was able to protect the ink.

I did the right thing, the certainty was in Eterna.

"But that's a waste of time. What's the point of stopping that blow?

"If it means anything, it does."

"Well, let me ask you something"

She looked up, still with the same fighting spirit, and looked at the enemy.

"The experiment is complete, now I can kill you"

"You're a vanity."

Laughing Deed.

But Eterna's expression remains the same.

I can already see the way to victory.

Activate that magic with absolute confidence.

"Blood Trans."

The blood flowing from my arm - it changed shape.

It immediately becomes Eterna's arm and allows her to move freely.

"Blood... Huh!? No way, do you think the blood flowing is not in vitro (...)? Well, you didn't just sacrifice your body, you used the magic in your body!

Yes, it was just an experiment.

If it's in the body, if it's blood, it won't be affected by the Seal Demon - she sacrificed her left arm to make sure of it.

Normally, it is impossible to distract a human being from such a powerful magical orientation.

And if that's possible - there's as much you can still do.

"- Faithful Action"

Eterna disappeared from Deed's sight.

Immediately after, intense pain runs in his ear (...).

"No......!?

When I held him down accidentally, there were no ears there.

They were tearing me apart.

"You... what's that move... Huh!?

Deed looking back.

Eterna stood there.

After the magical activation of "Faithful Action," he pulled his ear off at an unnoticed rate and took his back.

"With the magic sealed, how can you do that speed!

"The human flesh, more than half of it is made of moisture. By manipulating it by magic, we can cross as much as we want, such as limits"

"It's a mess! Such an act, cannot be tolerated in a man's flesh!

"You don't have to endure it"

The moment I kicked the ground, my leg bones smashed.

I can't stand the speed and my muscles tear off, causing internal bleeding and my legs stain bright blue as if I were a demon tribe.

Both arms had been so unbroken bones and muscles that they could not move without support from magic.

"If you don't even die, it doesn't matter"

There is unimaginable pain.

But I have a sense of purpose to smear it.

Eterna kicked the ground again and now slapped her fist into Deed's abdomen.

The power of that blow quickens, not blowing him away, but penetrating his abdomen and sticking him through his back.

"Gu... Boo...!

It was Deed, who would punch his hands in an attempt to fight back, but the magic didn't work.

"You can no longer use the power of the Seal Demon."

"Gizza, ma... piercing, to, notice...!

"Even this, because you're smarter"

"is hiccup!?

Pull your arm out of your belly, and now the kick will assault Deed's face.

It is inevitable with a raised body, his body blowing up against the wall.

"Unseal the demon... Oops!

When instructed to do so, the effect of the sealing demon emanating from the Origin disappeared.

And just before the collision, Deed creates a cushion with dark magic between the wall and himself.

But I don't have time for him to take a breath.

Soon Eterna approaches and fists out at him.

"Oh, whoa!

Perforated and hazy consciousness in the belly.

In it, survival instincts move his body desperately.

When dodged in a critical fashion, you put your hand in front of it and activate the magic -

"Aquatentacles"

"Shit-"

Unsealed demon, naturally Eterna can use magic too.

And in a simple bump of power, there's no reason for her to lose to Deed.

When the water tentacles tangle its body, they use centrifugal force to slap it against the wall with all their might.

"Damn, ha!

Fortunately (...), the demonic body is tougher than people.

To the extent that I was slammed against the wall once, I wouldn't die.

Eterna hit his body against the wall over and over again.

Like clearing up the resentment that was done earlier.

"You're ugly. I can't help it, ugly. I don't know if I'm a leader, but I'm not the only one who can be a monster, and soak up more powerless ink than I am in these underground ruins!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Oh, shit! Higga-ha!

"What is the resurrection of Origin, what is the blood of God! You're a scumbag, no relation to that, you're just a scumbag, so I had to rely on something like this, denied by others!

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

Gladly (...), Deed still doesn't die.

But I'm just getting tired of it.

The world just seems so dirty with this guy alive.

It's time to end this.

The water tentacles stopped slamming Deed against the wall and stopped perfectly on the diagonal of Eterna.

From him, who became like a borough cloth, I can no longer feel the will to resist.

Instead, you'll die one day even if you leave it alone.

So she decided to stab the stomach with that hand.

"Ah... ah... no... I apologize, I apologize... I don't want to... stop..."

"Aqua blasta aah......"

"Oh, come on, Shimaha, I'm a jerk...!

"Ikseed Illegal Ruh!"

Oh, wow, wow!

Enormous amounts of water are compressed, accelerated and released from Eterna's hands enough to flood the entire area of Concilia.

It mimics Cyril's “Blaster," a water magic specializing in destructive power.

If you lay even a powerful, transcendental spell (Ikseed Illegal), it's a complete overkill.

No longer must Deed have blown away without a trace.

There's a big hole in the walls of the underground ruins, connected to the outside, where you can see the sunlight in the distance.

Fortunately, beyond that was outside Concilia.

If that much water erupted, though, it must be making a fuss.

Eterna, having finished the battle, flutters closer to the ink.

Magic and strength had already crossed the limits.

When you run out of feelings, that recoil comes all at once.

It's also miraculously exhausting to be able to walk.

She stayed put and fell in to push the ink down.

"E, Eterna? Are you okay? Alive?

"If your heart is working properly, it's fine."

"But that wound..."

"Help will be here soon"

"Arms, but..."

"If it heals soon, it'll grow, so be fine."

"Mine, because..."

A palm made of Eterna's water fought the head of the ink properly.

Hardly any strength caged, so it doesn't hurt, but it resonates with my heart.

"I thought you said everything was what I wanted."

"But... Eterna thinks it's annoying about me, doesn't she? You hated me, didn't you?

"... sorry, that's a lie. Or to those who don't like it, I can't go this far."

"Then why?

Whatever the reason, my sins for hurting the ink will not go away.

So this is not an excuse, but as one fact, Eterna spits out her feelings of honesty.

"Because I like it"

First of all, that was the best.

Much more than four years ago, I feel deeply for thinking of her.

"I liked it too much, and I wanted ink to be happy, but... because for that, I thought it would be best to be with someone other than me"

"There's no one but Eterna who can make me happy."

"That, I don't know. Because the ink world is still narrow. Look at the wider world..."

I was also prepared to send him to school for that.

The world is wide.

There are a number of sights that the ink has never touched or seen.

If you look at it like that, someday...

"But... I..."

- So, Eterna realizes one fact.

I was scared because I couldn't make ink the happiest in the world myself...... because that's what I thought.

Only, maybe not.

There was something else I was afraid of.

It's a broken relationship.

If you are in the position of guardian now, you will not be ink and others unless there is so much to be done.

But love has an end.

If it breaks, it is impossible to return to the same relationship as before.

That's - more than anything, I'm scared.

"Oh well... I..."

Ordinary parents, however, do not have such anxiety.

By the time I thought about that possibility, Eterna's mind was already...

"Ink"

"... what?

"Sorry."

Eterna touched the cheek of the ink.

How selfish.

But before I lost consciousness, that's all I wanted to tell you.

So choose a quicker way than words.

"What are you sorry about? I'm the one apologizing. Hmm?

Soft, warm and thrilling feeling to be overlaid.

I haven't touched it, but it's too close and I feel their temperature on my skin.

I hear exhalation.

My heart sounds, unison.

"Ha, hu..."

Releasing her lips, Eterna let go of consciousness as it was.

"Eterna... now... eh? Um, uh, ki, kiss... Huh? Hey, Eterna, it's your lips now, isn't it? What the hell, Eterna, Eterna!?

Only confused ink is left on the spot.

She stayed put and kept confused until Negas and the others came to help.