Hitsugi no Maou

A vortex of confusion occurs.

He who screams at the demon king who appears right next to us and flees, and on the contrary, I am the one who holds the weapon and tries to go towards it.

Snobbers bump into each other, push them, pull them down. The Coffins, gathered outside the square, fled with their debilitated bodies, or jumped into the shadow of the fence surrounding the square and laid low.

Gallol and his royal ministers seemed to be freed from the adventurers who left themselves and headed to the Demon King, getting up and trying to stay on the spot somehow.

The snobbers don't have bows. Most adventurers have chosen swords, spears, and blunt weapons as their specialties.

The Demon King Dust warns only of the sound of squeezing his bow, while turning his right hand toward Lucina on the stage to make him squirm red.

A woman with a song sword tried to rush into Lucina, but sooner than that, from the roof of the royal castle, the shadow of Doo jumps down with a tense blue flame in her skull.

There was no sound, but a woman with a song sword stunned her ass cake on a giant suddenly descending in front of her. Doo's big skull opens a big mouth and eats up in Lucina's belly, which is still by the baking mark.

"Dear Lucina!!

Galore and Nagi shouted. But Doo's mouth, spraying blue flames, snapped Lucina's body between her chin, lifting her teeth without standing up.

Lucina screaming briefly, saw the dust. Some of the adventurers head to the shadows of Lucina and Doo.

"The princess goes over there!

At the same time as Dust's voice, Doo's shadow jumps over his impending sword tip, stepping on the enemy's back and jumping into a crowd of people.

A giant demon runs through the screams, jumps, and heads outside the square.

"Whoever confronts you -!"

Dust turned his hand to the spear adventurer who had thrust upon him. Shortly before the blade penetrated, the dust coat was awkward.

"Kill him!!

From the sleeve, blue flames and black shadows erupted. On the face of a stripping adventurer, the bodies of two dried snakes bite together the flames.

What a snake lifted the body of a screaming enemy. A falling spear, a snake in the flesh.

As the dust waves its arms, the serpent flies straight to the ground with the enemy.

Those who were stopping around draw their faces to the appearance of their companions, who are devoured by serpents, and take their distance.

Yuk on the stage stood up from his chair and smiled and threw his voice.

"Have you picked up bird beast carcasses in the meadows! For a demon king who manipulates death, a corpse is a blade and a weapon! But today's demons look stronger than the other day!?

"Joy! I will show you the art of the whole body to kill you!!

Dust squeezes his right hand and wields blood around him.

At the same time Mariela on the stage stood before Yuk, pointing to the dust as she cast a spell.

Then, from the neck of the morgue exposed to the square, from its cross section, there is often rotten flesh. The nagis who were running out after Lucina screamed at the look of it.

Snobber soldiers gleaming through the flesh of the patron saint and lurking in his neck appear glowing dyed armor and sword.

The square was in a state of panic. Fear and excitement mingle, and people mingle with the unnecessary.

In front of the snobber soldiers running in towards themselves, and the blade-wielding adventurers, Dust mouthed the spell in a rough breath, sticking his clenched fist to the ground.

"Reason for the death of Rayakels! Bones rise, fallen blood tides retrograde!

An imminent enemy. The dust activates the magic once again the moment the blade comes.

"Come, 'Red'!!

From the ground, the wind rises containing even odors.

To those who waved the blade, the blood that was scattered on the ground sprayed up in the wind as it was, making a noise and bumping into it.

The adventurers drove the blade tip crazy into an incompetent attack, or jumped back to avoid it, but the snobber soldiers, manipulated by the red snake, try to slash the dust without anything.

sleeves of the jacket and dust rolling down the ground with a slight tear in the flesh of the arms. Soon afterwards a fine red thing flew out of torn arms and hand wounds, wow, to cover its appearance.

What should originally erupt as blood takes the form of a fine jaw that overshadows the enemy's vision. The blood scattered on the ground also flew one after the other, red tiny.

Flying around and sticking to their bodies, the snobber soldiers wield their blades at the muck, and the adventurers suffer even as they scream.

Liquid takes shape and enters the enemy's equipment gaps, eyes and ears, nose and mouth, breaking into the back everywhere.

Almost none of them are lethal, but it's a sorcery that causes intense pain and confusion. Blood entering the body like a will inhibits a variety of senses and deprives you of calm.

An adventurer, a snobber soldier who falls and slashes allies with the blood of others.

By the rising dust, it was then that the shadows of dogs and deer finally rushed through the crowd.

"Are you chewing on this one (...)?

From the altar, at some point Yuk, with Mariella, Makito and Leosandra on his back, spoke.

"That night... when you showed up at our castle, if you hadn't been chronic (Manshin) and fought with all your might as you do now... would you regret that this never happened?

……

"I was on track, trying to spare us, and I missed my chance to win. Are you angry at your own stupidity? Yep!?"

Yuk pulled out the sword of regression and slashed a few of the flying pigeons by his side.

The shape breaks down instantly and falls into a small splash of blood.

Dust raised one hand and pointed to a group of adventurers coming towards him. The shadows of dogs and deer erupt a blue flame and go towards them with a deafening roar.

"... why don't you move God?

To Dust's words, Yuk turns off his grin and sees Mariela.

To Mariela running her eyes blood, Dust continues her emotionless voice.

"I guess my throat is healing. Yet why use only a few soldiers and not call God to this occasion"

"... you don't have to use God..."

"You must be scared. He's about to accidentally kill his allies again, and he doesn't want to use God or a lot of soldiers. I don't want to use advanced sorcery until my throat is completely healed...

You've finally recognized the horrors of the magic you've been using. "

Yuk is looking down at the dust with cold eyes. "Are you a loser?" Asking him low, Dust tilts his neck with his torn arm.

"The sorcerer is finally alone in recognizing the dangers of his sorcery. And a good wise man exploits the fear of his enemies.

It was possible to kill you. But it was impossible to kill God. Then I planted fear and haste on you, and I thought I'd use it to defeat God. "

"What...! I'm afraid of you, and so on!

"I can't understand you relying on strong force and not using your head to fight. I didn't have a heart attack, I couldn't afford it from the beginning. You broke into the castle, you wounded yourselves, you stuck to my murder to repair your rattled pride.

He even put his biggest goal of subjugating Coffin second, alerting himself to the attack of one demon king, and kept pointing almost all his attention at me. "

Youkus, who changed their complexion slightly, turned their gaze from the top to the bottom of the hill, toward the city of Snoba.

The capital of Snobba is there as usual, and God's raw white back peeks from between the walls only slightly.

If there is any anomaly...... something like black garbage is swirling through God's true sky. Little blue light flashed.

"Kids are easy to handle. Taunt me and I'll be on the invite soon..."

The shadow of the mistletoe is causing liquid to be smothered from the sack of hemp wrapped in the beak. Dancing in the windless air it's, red, blood.

It's dust blood.

"Mariela! Turn your consciousness to God.

"It's late!!

Dust pointed to the sun and the earth and began chanting. Mariela also speaks of spells, but God has no sign of moving.

There are tiny bloodstains of dust on his raw white back, and God is just, shuddering in small pieces.

"The heart of a deep star fire that sleeps on the earth! Black-burning, tell in the name of the flame!!

Yuk and Makito jumped off the stage, shaking their blades. Join adventurers who have defeated or slipped through the demons, attacking dust from front to back.

But when the dust waved his arms, the red wax rose around him and took away the sight of the people.

"Ancient giant! Now is the time to do what you ask."

A sword of regression strikes me as I cleave a group of red clams.

The tip of the sword blurred his cheek wrapped around the flag, and the shape of Yuk's wrath fleshed.

A thin hand of dust took an arm holding the sword of regression and a chest barn of blue clothes. Both eyes congested, their gaze piercing each other's faces.

"- From death, rise!!

The moment the last spell of the dust fell, the earth swayed with the roar, and from the capital of Snoba, a black mist erupted.