[Hua's Death Capital] Area 5 - Corruption King's Palace
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Dreaming of his best rotting body and rotting world that he will visit in the future, the rotting king plays his song in the middle of his rotting bed.
For the Corruption King, there is only one pillar, the Holy Warrior God Ares, who essentially manages this world. If you destroy him, no one will be able to fight the Corruption King by simply being unable to move in this world.
Four demon kings? Dragon species? Illusory Beast Seed? Can this rotting king be stopped by a mere being who does not even possess such divine qualities? This is a long-running dispute between evil and good. There's no room for weeds like this.
I had already received word from Mal that I had secured the best physical vessel for the Corruption King. All you have to do is wait here and you'll find the rotten world the Corruption King wants.
It's time for a snack Death. I'll bring you DEATH!! "
It was the first time I had woken up in 1,000 years and I was hungry. Snack in front of the main dish.
Yes!
The zombie in the butler's clothes bows and leaves the room.
Shit,♪♪shit, shit♪
One of the zombie maids puts a napkin on her chest as she sits down on a chair in front of a luxurious circular table floating from her bed while she plays a song.
I'm sorry to keep you waiting.
A few minutes later, the butler and the cock-inspired zombie bring in two big plates. On the plate was a bell-shaped crochet that rattled.
Today, I think I'd like to cook a fresh human that I just captured.
Cock puts his right hand on his chest and bows.
"Fresh meat Death?" Good Death! Now that's the mood Death!
Put the knife in your left hand and the fork in your right hand and slap the crochet.
Two men and women who bowed and each had a metal restraint attached to them when Cock opened the crochet.
One is a small man with a pruning kid, and the other is a grown woman with long blonde hair. Both of them tried to scream hard while weeping from both eyes, but they were being monkeyed, so it didn't work. There was a bright red liquid like blood all over the body of both of them.
These livestock, WA?
The person who was going to scout was captured. After washing it so that it could be eaten and danced, if it was worn on the secret sauce, the king of decay would be delighted. "
And the rotten king loosened his ugly face like a balloon,
That's a good Death! RUuu! Even if the tongue covered in despair is so stiff, it's rotten and tasty!
I shouted.
The two screaming voices grew louder and louder,
Well then, let's start with the most delicious head--
The King of Decay opens his mouth. Sharp fangs spreading unnaturally through the mouth, several times the size of the torso. Those were the moments when I tried to bump into a woman with blonde hair.
"Berzebab Debouw. Berzebab♪Debouw♪."
A strange tone of voice came from above my head.
Previously, when the King of Decay no longer held the prototype, he got back on his feet.
Who's DEATH!?
While carefully observing the surroundings, he asks. That's true, too. This is the guardian realm created by the Corruption King. This is exactly the divine domain created by God. Nothing in this world can be broken. If it is possible, it is only those who have the same divine qualities.
Is it, then, an apostle of Ares? No, I was particularly attentive to the Ares apostles, and I would have noticed if they broke in. In the first place, we've made this a particularly sturdy hidden space. No messenger of his can penetrate this easily. If so, did Ares himself get on board, or did he belong to another god?
The thoughts of the king of decay,
The Most High. I found it.
It is obstructed by the sudden appearance of a bipedal gait.
Ahh!!?
At a glance, the intense emotions that I had never remembered before ran all over my body, and I took a backstep behind and took a momentous stand.
N-No, what the hell, WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
That's not true! That's too different! The nature of existence is too different from that of the Corruption King! You can see it by comparing it like this. It's a god! And it's so powerful that it's at the top of each mythological system!
(NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
Due to the implicit rule, the Daijin at the pinnacle of the mythical system has a powerful restriction. In the first place, I can't do anything in the realm.
M-m-m-m-ma, ah, maaaaa...
Raising the voice of despair. If that war had begun with this world as a box yard, then all of them would be lost. It's gone!
(Yo, I'm not kidding!)
If this corrupt king's prediction is correct, it means that he is caught in the ancient struggle between the gods of good and evil. It is the very death battle of the gods (death game). If you participate in such a battle, there is no such thing as a rotten king who is nothing but a bad god.
If there is only one salvation, this god of centipedes is not seen as good. If it's the evil side, the Corruption King still has a chance.
You're...
And when the king of decay spake, he turned one place, and the god of decay knelt down. In an instant, the surroundings were glowing black. Then, the black waves spread across the Rot King Palace at high speed, turning into dust.
Huh!?
Hurrying up to the sky,
What the hell is GA?
When I checked the surroundings, it was just a gigantic mooring. The Rot King's palace, the family members inside it, and the ruins that were the core disappeared beautifully. All that remained was the table where the two livestock dishes were placed, and the god of kneeling.
HI!?
And you notice the hundreds of gods that surround the Corrupt King. I felt the divine power that one pillar, one pillar, could not even be compared to the Corruption King.
Impossible Nai... There can't be such a thing!
It's not right to put this Mentor into a Pillar of Corruption just to get rid of it. Originally, one pillar of that god of mackerel should suffice. In other words, perhaps something of the corrupt king's deeds has touched on the backsliding of these people.
With his hands on his balloon-like cheeks, he knelt down with the gods surrounding him, looking at the rotting king, who was screaming without a face.
At the center of his kneeling, the boy stood with his long sword in one hand, thinking that he was a person who did not seem to be strong at all.