Hitsugi no Maou

Ado's body melts. From where the sword was penetrated, it collapses.

The cut off lower body no longer moves. Like the ice I put on a heated iron plate, it turns into an unobtrusive liquid without any resistance and stains the soil.

Conversely, the remaining upper body of his head raised a beastly voice and asked him to slam his arms.

White bone hands smash and destroy wounds that erode from belly to chest. Attack yourself to stop your body from dissolving.

Ash was just watching how it went. Ado told me to run, but my feet didn't move as if they were sewn (not) on the ground.

In front of me is a broken ad and a bloody man who broke her both ways.

The man's face looks familiar. From the eyes of God, the man who stared at Ashes and the others with the Divine Caller.

Dropping his gaze on the bright white blade in his hand onto the pitch-black jewel stuck in its pattern, Ash snapped his throat to snap.

A sword that can destroy this far with a single poke of Ado, the relic of the Demon King - no longer in doubt.

This man is General Yuk. The sword of regression is still in his hands.

People who had debris all around them began to notice the noise.

Those who scream at the figure of Yuk with a weapon and flee. "There was a sword!" He who shouts. Unfortunately not every one of them was a soldier or a warrior, an ordinary man.

The only adds from the chest to the ground with a bug breath. Yuk said, staring straight at its back.

"I knocked down the immortal giant to the stone wall... on a bucket of wreckage, ladies"

Ladies. Ash quickly put her ass cake on a clearly directed hostility while out of the man's sight.

She breathes shallow with a crude iron sword, screaming as Ado falls between the rubbles.

"Run!... you idiot! If it's dull!!

"Listen carefully. This sword is my sword. The Holy Sword exists only for this General Yuk."

Man, General Yuk drags his legs off as he drifts. I can't get over the rubble, Ado. Heh, get close.

"It's a sword that saves the times. You know what I mean? With this sword, the demon king, the ghosts, you savages... kill and destroy everything."

"I'll kill you, Ash! Go fuck yourself!!

"There is only one protagonist in this world that fate has acknowledged. I'm always alone. If you want to tell me that you were going to win even for a moment..."

Yuk suddenly gave his body back in momentum in front of Ado, who kept screaming Ash's name.

Ash, who unconsciously held a crude iron sword, his blood-running eyes staring directly in front of him. Because he made his knees laugh easily, and still Ash flew his voice diligently.

"Drop your sword! People will be here any minute! Oh no... I think I can fight with my injured body!?

"Don't order me!!

Ash's feet lagged back many steps on their own to the rage that hit him with tremendous impatience. I can hear the short screams of people watching from afar as well.

In fact, the relative General Euk was far more terrifying than he had heard. An unscrupulous (fuzzy) and arrogant (yummy) boy, protected by a mighty God and a legion of soldiers. A child who has been given too much power. Ash thought of Yuk as a fruitless figure who somehow would just wield authority... but now he didn't feel he could beat the beastly killer in front of him, either.

What is the cohesive atmosphere of a man who has killed people and continues to destroy his country, both indirectly and directly, so far so violent? Yuk points his regression sword straight at Ash and relentlessly hits him so loud that the air trembles.

"He's always on the diagram! I've never been kidding around like this! Let's put up with it if it's the extent to which we're going to be defeated somewhat, let's also forgive the attack with bows and arrows and stone throwers on God, because everything is pointless!

Only an army of parasites and an immortal god who could infinitely replenish it would have allowed the barbarians to hurt me! But you destroyed all my legions and even God and Mariella!!

Ash removes the Iron Sword to Yuk, who moves forward one step at a time. That head, which I picked up in advance, gave me even more anger.

"How dare you make such a big deal out of it in the minute of a terminal equal to a cuss! Demon King!? Coffin princess!? An owl, a hunter, a magdael! Als even Harbatos...... the losers in the diaspora......!! What are you! The Demon King's mistress!

Biki and Ash's hands trembled. Ado is shouting something to her, kneeling and holding an iron sword. But the voice shall be quenched by an anger that shall be flown shortly after rest.

Shirley, another step. Yuk approached Ash.

"But don't get me wrong, I'll kill you all! No matter what you lose, no matter how much you get hurt, there's no way this Youk is going to defeat! God and the Corps are only the flowers of my hero! As long as I'm here, it's enough! I can crusade you all alone!

"... ah..."

"It's proof I slashed the bucket thing there! I can still do it! Destroy the Demon King with a regression sword and your intentions will be crushed. This war trend (sorry) is...!

"You... here, you die..."

The look on Yuk's face disappeared.

Ash looks up at Yuk as he stands up with his sword in his hand. After all, his knees were laughing, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, but still only his eyes were straight, pointed at his enemies.

"Because I will... because I will kill... because I will stab you with this sword... so, here you go..."

"- You -!"

"Which one of you is on the diagram!!

From Ash's eyes, sweat and tears drew his muscles.

"How dare you! How dare you dust me! How dare you morg!! We're not terminals! Something about your story - I'll end it here!!