Hitsugi no Maou

A huge godforsaken, blue explosion.

The light is guarding the stone walls that surround the king's capital of Coffin, swallowing and passing Lucina and Keulenes in an instant.

People who stop moving. A primitive doo that looks at human flesh while only ears explode.

Only the dirt golem kept attacking the adventurers without reacting.

The semi-destructed snobber capital. God dyed red while he fell there.

From the foot of God, like a great multitude, there comes a tremendous number of things toward the king's capital of Coffin.

Slowly, he walks in to step on the meadow, legions.

Lucina, who saw the figure from a distance, shouted the name of the Demon King as she screamed.

"Dust ooh!! Soldiers, the snobber army is coming!!

You haven't! Your secret isn't activated yet!!

Lucina made her way to the square in front of the royal castle, releasing a voice from her thin throat like she'd never done before.

A desperate cry with a white neck. That crossed the heads of the Coffins ready to die, echoing the king's capital.

"... that voice... can you hear me..."

Makito frowns at the words that Gallol puked small while still falling to the ground.

Even an awesome explosion that shook the earth could not stop the blades of those who fought in the square where the Demon King was.

Splashing blood, clashing blades. In the hustle and bustle of the battle, Gallol trembles and crushes his torn mouth like a dog.

"I... am, after all, a man of the moment... the last man that you rely on... not me..."

"... what voice?

"That's quiet... it's really quiet..."

Makito shrugged his shoulders and shook his head as he looked at those around him who killed each other. Shake the battle axe and approach Gallor.

"Have you lost too much blood and lost your ears? I'm sorry you're such a big shot."

"I saw... the blue explosion now... of dust..."

"Oh, the light that the blue flame that the Demon King made to dwell in God's eyes began to shed. I guess Yuk solved the magic on God.

God soon... the soldiers of Mariella will come here "

Looking down at Gallol, Makito stops his leg. Gallol's head stomped roughly, not moving with the blade holding the broken sword in the middle.

Spit right next to Gallor's face as he presses the soles of his shoes around.

"Die in despair. Miscellaneous old man."

"... there were two explosions"

Makito, who shook up the battle axe, shook his cheeks tingly.

Gallol's weak voice sounds strangely clear in the rage around him and in the whirlpool of screams.

"After the blue exploding light that approached from afar... almost in between, the same light came up from this ground... I saw it... I did see it... the world dyed blue twice"

……

"That's quiet... dust..."

Makito looked at the demon king.

The man, who was chanting the spell out loud until just before the explosion, is now silently hands on the ground and nagging.

Makito swung his head, looking up one after the other at the sky on all sides of the king's capital.

After Morg was resurrected, a pillar of magical circle light, which should have completely disappeared, was now piercing the sky.

"You're done... you were done casting spells..."

Shortly after Gallol's words, Dust slammed to the ground as he spoke.

Laughs at him spreading his gray hair to the ground, with Gallol staring at the soil in the same position.

"I don't know what happened... what your magic has changed in the world... at least I want to know before I die..."

"Ki... you guys...!

Lord Brave isn't going to give me time.

Makito keeps his battle axe in place, busily glancing around Gallor and his surroundings. Seeing, a book with a magical circle that Dust had rolled backwards to the ground, emitting a blue and white light between people's legs.

Indeed, magic was used. There are traces of it, but I can't find the results of the sorcery.

If a giant monster never jumps up into the sky, you won't even hear a new demon roar.

The secret of the Demon King who spent a long time and a spell. Leo Sandra shouted to Makito, who was unknown and murderous.

"Makito! Kill the servant and the demon king anyway! You're immortal! There shouldn't be a problem with any more enemies later!

…… Of course! Just me. "

Makito opened his eyes slightly when he saw Gallor.

Gallor was staring up at Makito as he stuck himself on the ground. Its torn mouth, the shape of the wound, arcs as if to bruise Makito.

Makito clenched his battle axe and shook it up high overhead as he stripped his teeth.

"You ah!! You bastard! To Zako's ass!! Don't laugh at me being a brave man!

Galore tried to say something. But Makito does not wait for it, and waves down the battle axe.

Turn Gallol's head around. Shake the blade with all the power of your body to break its neck.

My eyes gliding over my white eyes with so much anger reflected something then.

Nothing unusual. It's a stone statue of Morg with no neck, built from the beginning in the square.

Of the royal castle of Coffin, in front of the gate, remains in the form of guardian dragons......

Makito peeled his eyes at the doubts and discomforts that had come to mind at the moment of the moment (sheer).

The stone statue is there in just one. There is nothing around (...).

Nothing (...).

- - A single feather crossed the space between Makito and Gallor.

Muddy feathers, flickering.

"Ugh."

A rusty blade passed the side of Makito, who tried to utter words.

Rain and a sword that continued to be exposed to solar fever rip Makito's neck vertically.

A blade that enters from under your throat and pops out from above your head. Makito's face came off all the time, and blood splashed all around him.

The battle axe that was about to be waved down leaves Makito's hand and flies to Koka without him.

A number of red snakes crawled out of the cross section of his face into the air to twitch, his body cramped (convulsed) and wandered around.

Gallol stared at the man who appeared in front of him in such an awesome sight.

The man drips his muddy feathered cloak over the ground, peeking into his lively eyes and looking at Gallol from his helmet, where the owl feather ornament fell out by more than half.

The armor does have holes that have been emptied by red snakes. The man shouted the same voice as in his lifetime, putting his hands on a shield, which was a sign of a hero.

"The only thing you can kill is the flesh... you can't just soil your soul... you bet, my friend... we..."

I won't give in.

An owl knight roared, stretching his arms forcefully, like a dragon.