Hitsugi no Maou

One Hundred Thirty-six Stories: The Struggle Medium

Hot air, the smell of burning meat rushes through the meadows.

The people sought the appearance of the monsters who had moved the battlefield outside the king's capital, mounted it on stone walls, and began to climb on buildings and debris.

In a position to take their command, King Lucina and King Separca overcome the wreckage of the collapsed stone wall and head directly outside the king's capital. Standing on the edge of the hill with the warriors of each subsequent country, he saw several blue columns of fire in the meadows that spread beneath his eyes.

A flame that scorches the green plains and launches smoke. On top of that, the Demon King and what was Mariella roll around.

Lucina groans as she holds her mouth against the sleepy guts of the immortal giant, peeking from Mariella's cross section, whose body splits in two.

"He won't die if he breaks his whole body. I had predicted...... how much it would be pointless to break Mariela's 'shape'. If we don't get rid of all that meat from this world, there will be no victory..."

"But that's the same for the Demon King. Unless you crush all of the spiritual bodies that raise the Demon King's flames, that one won't stop fighting."

Raising your voice behind Lucina is the white corpse doll, Ado. Ash, a dark-haired daughter standing next to her, rubs her eyes, crying too much and no longer crying, and says in a strong tone.

"The Demon King of Fire, who used to appear in the world, must have been made of Rayakels and the souls of his relatives. It should have been made up of a much smaller number of people than the Demon King who is here now... and Rayakels wasn't using magic to defeat the brave Hilnor and God. It may have been natural to lose to a god built as a weapon from the beginning."

"The number of people that Demon King Dust has revived is more than a dozen times that of Demon King Rayakels. He even joined the spirit body of the dragon god Morg there. Both the side of God and the side of the Demon King have much more powerful power than they once did in battle... I don't know which one will win, when this happens anymore"

To the words of Ash and Ado, Lucina looked at King Separka next door with his teeth on his thumb, and Gallor. They also put their arms together again, shake their hair, and devise. In what way can we divide ourselves into battles of the giant monsters that are different dimensions from human warfare?

The Demon King's attack is definitely damaging Mariella. But the fiery Demon King was a powerful ally to humans, and he even prevented people from joining the battle because of the constant hot air gushing from his body.

The wind caused by the wings of the flames is a momentum that only broiled (abuzz) the skin, even in remote places. If you go nearby, that's all you can die for.

If we don't have that much fierce fighting power, we can't do each other with Mariella right now.

A demon king raises a flaming fang on Mariella's right half. The scorching stench of the meat filled the world with a mischievous roar. At the same time, the tentacles of meat stir the demon king's body to a mess, blowing flames and spiritual bodies.

"A monster who refuses to die scrapes away his flesh...! Whichever wins, we'll settle for sure! It's not that far away, either!

Everyone on the spot squeezed the bush into the words of Rodmaria, the magic administrator.

Something that can't somehow interfere with the outcome of the battle? Is there any way to protect the Demon King by rushing to that place?

Someone called Lucina after his warriors had stopped King Separka from going to battlefield alone on the Bird Road Runner.

Lucina rushes toward the hustle and bustle. Between the people, there was Sante, who held his chest and nodded. Lukina kneels before Sante, holding her flesh-flapping sword.

"Are you all right? You were stuck in one leg of death, don't move around too much."

"... in this situation, it's useless to care... if the Demon King can do it anyway, we can't all live..."

Sante turns his arm around Lucina's neck and pulls him closer. Close enough for his face to touch, he whispered low, "It's a regression sword".

"Look for the sword of regression, which Yuk had. That puts an end to the effects of witchcraft without exception... both the Demon King and Mariella ended up turning into that figure at the end of the effects of witchcraft they used. There is a chance that the regression sword will work."

"... but General Yuk..."

"I don't know where he is now, but the regression sword must be somewhere on the battlefield. Yuk, whom I met when I was marching mixed up with snobber soldiers, had already lost the sword of regression... if it was the number of people on this scene, I might be able to find it"

By Lucina, who opens his eyes, will also come to Gallor and King Separca, and Ad and Ash. With the loose face of his hair, Sante let his eagle sharp eyes shine as he turned his gaze to everyone.

"The legacy of the brave was left to protect men from calamity. The right to wield it is not only for the children of the brave… it is the role of every man in the face of calamity that opens the future of man"

Didn't I?

Lucina cries out to the people around her, to the words of Sante who asks. "Find the sword General Yuk had! A blade as white as snow, a sword with black jewels in its grip! If you find it, the Demon King wins!!" … the people of Coffin moved immediately, and King Separca also gave the same orders to the warriors of his own country.

The people, who were listening on the stone walls and on the roof, also run out into the king's capital.

Lucina threw her gaze at the burning meadow demon king as she lent her shoulders to Sante with Gallo.

"... wait dust! I'm gonna make you win! I'll make you respond to your will!!