Isekai Apocalypse MYNOGHRA ~The Conquest of the World Starts With the Civilisation of Ruin~

It was an instant event.

The change was caused by Ila-Tact's crushed words, which were no longer thought to be resistant.Only a few people were able to react.

It was a miracle that we were able to deal with it.

As a result of the intricate entanglement of all elements and the slight inclination of the balance at a level that is not perceptible.

The army rose to the Elakinos.

"Master!!"

= GM: Message = = = = = = = = = = = = =

Exercise Game Master Permissions.

Decline the judgment result. Witch Atou's Brainwash status continues.

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Elakino screams, and her lord sits over there and makes the verdict.

Shhh... silence comes and only rough breathing sounds echo.

"Hah! Hah... hah!!"

Looking at Eraquino's forehead with astonishment and horror, a cold sweat seeps out.

Her heartbeat is laughing fast and her hands and feet are even trembling slightly.

"Damn it! Hah, hah... Damn it!!"

Without trying to hide frustration and anger, I even forgot the slim attitude I've had so far...

But of course.

--Just a few millimeters in front of her, Atou's tentacles, which had been released without breaking her skull, stopped.

A slight loss of life.

One step later, if her master's declaration were late, she would be dead.

Psychological fatigue drifts over your body, wrapping up a feeling of fatigue that feels like you've been doing your best.

Admit that you did look down on your opponent.

To be honest, I was relieved that it was a game that was already over.

But I had no idea that their rules would already be broken and the gap would be broken.

"─ ─ I can't believe you're using fixed value violence to break the dice ruling and solve brainwashing!!"

Elakino!

"So, are you okay!?"

Two Virgin Marys who are slightly late and in a hurry to confirm their safety.

Forget to answer even the cares of forgiving companions, Eraquino can't afford to spin his head.

The King of Doom saw through the system that they judged impossible to see with absolute confidence.

Not many words were spoken by the Eraquinos.

I don't remember saying anything particularly bad, and lethal words don't even tell two stupid saints.

But still...

During that short period of time, Eraquino's behavior identified the nature of his abilities as TRPG and let go of his hand in resurrection.

--Trpg.

Called a table talk roll playing game, it is a game in which each person plays a role while advancing a predetermined scenario.

The characteristic is that it is done with each participant's words and a dice to incorporate random elements.

It's one of the old-fashioned games with a strong fan base.

In TRPG, each player proceeds with the scenario as directed by a facilitator called Game Master.

Due to the nature of creating a world of games with words, Game Master has absolute authority in this game where communication between players is important.

Hence Eraquino and his Master were able to advance the battle unilaterally with their authority.

But TRPG is a game where participants spin stories in words.

That is, it also means that the player has the authority to rely on the system to make decisions.

Ira-Tact was one of them.

By declaring himself to the system, he compulsorily applied for brainwash release judgment.

Normally, of course, there is a successful judgment based on the instructions of the game master and the appearance of dice.

But the King of Doom and his servant, the Witch, flew the Dice ruling with so much mutual trust that they didn't even need it.

Shake the dice with 1-100 eyes once and have more than 98 eyes.

Let's say this is the condition for brainwashing.

In the case of Ira-Tact and Atu, such a sentence is added.

But if you divide Ira-Tact and Atou's "trust value" by 2, add 200 to the list.

This was the so-called fixed value violence whispered in the neighborhood.

― ― Judging from the word dice, etc., the opponent belongs to TRPG.

Furthermore, from the experience of validating the Eternal Nations system, we deduced that the declaration of the game master and the TRPG system are separate and can intervene, and applied for an award to the system.

Forcefully disable Brainwash with a fixed value, returning Atou's affiliation to himself.

And the unlocked Atu releases its vicious attack to kill Elakino without being told.

A blow from the Qiankun that was left unattended in a dying situation.Aim for the witch's skull.

This is Takudo's counterattack.

Game masters can only see the world through characters.

He certainly has the power to look over the world, but this world is not the game world that he created, so it is not that powerful.

In other words, if Eraquino had been lost here, the means to intervene in Minogula would have been lost.

That means failure of the raid plan and giving the opponent time to pass on their information and establish a course of action.

But, but fate smiled at her and her master.

In the instant of defense, Eraquino and Gammaster realized that Atu had been brainwashed and succeeded in inserting a ruling to dismiss in the blink of an eye.

Thus Atou's tentacles stopped just a few millimetres from Eraquino's brain, and the sippy witch, who was exhilarating with superiority and joy, turned her face pale in a miraculous lifesaving.

It was a reflection of the intense exchanges that took place just a few seconds ago.

Elakino bites his teeth.

A stiff sound leaks out of her mouth and stains the girl's cheeks with rage.

Eraquino doesn't know how far their hands have been exposed.

She could not judge to what extent the King of Doom knew.

Maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe she knew everything and then acted ahead - that is, pointed to her weaknesses.

(Master! What should I do!?Give me instructions! Give me instructions, Gamemaster!!)

There is no response from the Lord.

Are you upset by the events, or are you thinking of your next move?

Either way, it didn't seem right to give the opponent time.

Looking at the presence of Chilari and his own heart and gall from the cold.

A dying king who doesn't even know if he's alive anymore.

The eyes of the lost light glimpse her.

Beyond those eyes, I felt the illusion of eternal darkness that she could not even understand.

"Hah! Hah! Ah, ahaha!Hah, hah! I thought you did a good job!It didn't reach the Elakino-chan ~ ♪ Unfortunately ♪ Hahahaha!--Hah! Haah!! "

Eraquino takes a step back, breathing roughly with a dry laugh.

I finally understood that I was trembling with fear.

"Damn it!!!"

"King!"

The dissipation of anger was simple violence.

It was Eraquino, who had not carried out a direct attack until here, but kicked his way down into the bloodbath as if he were dissipating the various emotions inside him.

With guns and intense crushing sounds, the body of the King, worshipped by both the Dark Elves and the Dark One, is blown away, and it immediately stops on an extraordinary altar made to the side.

The collapsed timber fell apart in a rattling noise, breaking down to hold down the body of the bloodthirsty tudo from his chest.

"Elakino, calm down. If I lose my coolness, I'll call for more problems.What does your Lord say? "

"Ahhhhh!!!! I didn't hear back!Master! What should I do!? "

Fenne, a facedown Virgin looking silently at Elaquino, stepping on a basement and shouting hysterically.

On the other hand, Sorina, the Virgin at the funeral of a flower, raised her wand, showing her genuine concern for her friends.

"Elakino, it's okay. I was certainly surprised by the attack earlier.But that's it..... "

--Cremation.

At the same time as that word, there will be a blazing fire in the place where Takudo was kicked off.

A helical climb, it spreads the hot air vigorously against it, and if it doesn't return everything in it to the dust, it goes wild.

"O king! Somebody stop that fire! Someone!"

"Nh, I can't! The fire is too strong - don't come any closer, Mr. Mortar!"

Dark Elves scream in grief, but helpless in front of the Virgin's flames.

The momentum rejects everything, and touching it is even harder to get close to.

In that flame, no matter what it is, it is impossible to survive.

It is obvious to everyone that it brings slight relief to Eraquino, who was in confusion and anxiety.

The fact that my friend helped me calm Eraquino's heart above all else.

Even after the Virgin had performed her miracle, the flames continued to burn without stopping the momentum.

Looking at the flaming fire, Eraquino was convinced that the battle was finally over.

"Elakino, the monsters under my command are gathering.It's time to think about retreating. "

A slight loss occurs.

The rest of the monsters are not our enemies.I think we should destroy them all at once, but I don't want to spend too much time without knowing how much time they have left.

Because I don't have a hobby to hang out with the rest of my enemies forever.

And I've achieved my goal. If we have achieved our goal, we should return home on schedule.

There is still much to be done for their ideal country and there is no time for extra time.

― ― Soarena?

"... yes, it's okay. The evil is gone.There is no living being in that flame. "

Fenne?

"Yes, of course. There is no living being in that place.Indeed, the King of Doom was wiped out by the flames of purification. "

The two Virgins decided.

If their supernatural senses had confirmed their extinction, it would no longer be a certain fact.

Her master will be in touch with you too.Coming here, Eraquino finally succeeds in getting back on track.

"Ohhhh ♪ The Master also contacted me.Then we don't have to do this anymore!It's because the frogs are squeaking.Everyone in Minogula! It was Elakino-chan, the witch who sighed ♪ "

Eraquino's escape judgment.

= GM: Message = = = = = = = = = = = = =

Exercise Game Master Permissions.

Abandon dice judgment and confirm as successful.

Judgment: Eraquino Soarina Fenne Atou escaped successfully

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And... The Elaquino assault will be accomplished by a law that no one alive here will ever know.

A technique that ignores all logic and laws, but only produces results.

The Dark Elves could only stand on the spot.

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Compared to the moments of turbulence, only terribly slow and chilly air since then dominated the dragon tang.

"Ahh... it's over."

There is only one old man in the square that is illuminated red by the sunset day.

Once known as the Wise Cursed Man, he left behind many achievements and is now the end of those involved in the heart of the nation as a major town in Minogula.

"Everything, everything is over."

Even though it is the longest life of the dark elves, the costume filled with happiness that still does not make them feel that age is now lost, and it is a miserable figure that is about to collapse.

No tears, no words, no thoughts.

Mortar knelt to the place as if he had just passed away, wondering how old he had been.

And the place where all was burnt down, and returned unto the ashes, was the place where the king was submerged.

"King, why did you leave us?Why are you taking us... "

It would be close to a miracle that Old Mortar was able to direct the clean-up.

Currently, the location is restricted and residents are given standby orders to come home.

Von Caven's visitors were under house arrest in the middle of the room allocated to the city hall, which meant that they could not afford to pay any attention to their allies.

Death of Ira-Tact, King of Doom, and brainwashing of the hero Atou.

Strict clamps and silence have been laid on all those who know of the events ahead.There is no one who speaks irrelevant words.

Dark Elves and Minogula have lost their leaders and have been disrupted by unsatisfactory military operations.

I can't even decide what to do or what to do with everything I can to sort things out and put on alert.

"King, please guide me...."

The Lord who should make the decision has been lost.

The flames of one of the assailants, the Virgin and the poor woman, were indeed equal to the work of God.

In that Fire, which will consume everything, he will not live, no matter how much the King of Doom is Ira-Takt.

No, he had his heart pierced before that.

No matter how mighty they may be, they die when they die.

It was unclear whether death in the true sense existed in the existence of the King of Doom, but at least Mortar had not fallen short of optimism that he was safe.

"I have to find the king's body....."

Approach to the place where the king was burned with a lowly step.

The wood is completely carbonized, and that much debris has significantly reduced its mass by burning.

The fire extinguishing work is finished, and the ash mountain, which only emits a faint warmth, is stirred up with an unexpected amount of blurriness that was once thought to be the curse of the wise and the feared.

The search for the king's body had already been carried out.

But the condition of the scene was too bad, and the days were falling, and I couldn't find it satisfactorily.

Everyone looked at the situation in the place and despaired of the king's survival.

It is believed that the king's body was burned by the fire of the enemy Virgin, and completely destroyed.

That is the decision that the Dark Elves made with bitterness.

Old Mortar's deeds were just a price to pay for a lost past.

"... no, this is crazy."

Mortar, who had been searching the ashes for some time, snapped small.

The light of wisdom that had been lost in those eyes stopped, and the trick was to stir up the area and look for something like a rush.

"Nowhere! Nowhere! Nowhere!"

I flipped my hands around the corner.

Even the pine beams that Mortar had because the sun was dark were thrown at him, and Mortar looked everywhere as if he had touched his mind.

"Why, it's impossible. The King's Relic is nowhere to be found!"

We can also give some reason for the King's body to disappear.

It's that fire. I don't care if the flesh is completely burned out, as I've just judged.

Moreover, his presence is in the reason of the outsider, as God called the King of Doom.

They are not made of blood and flesh like humans, and if they die, they may turn into clouds and vanish.

But it's strange.

All the clothing and decorations Ira-Tact wore were dedicated by Dark Elves themselves.

There should have been a small amount of metal decorations and parts.

If so, it would be strange if the remaining scum could not be found.

Old Mortar desperately digs back places where he thinks Takudo has been burned down.

The search has already been completed and it is clear that many dark elves have investigated the scene and nothing exists.

Still, he desperately searches for answers to the questions that arise in him.

"The king is alive."

What was the reason for that decision?

If you think a little calmly, you will realize that it is impossible.

This is the tragedy and the wreckage.It is also well conceivable that the Takudo artifacts were not seen in their eyes by chance.It could be said that the prototype of the ornament was a flame that was not left behind.

Rather, you are the right person to make the right decision, and it is the right person to resume the search at dawn, not at midnight, when the sun has fallen.

"The king is alive!"

The screaming man's eyes are somehow lacking in normality.

At this time, Old Mortar was quietly beginning to go mad.

It is the pathetic end of an old wise man who cannot face reality.

"That's right! There's no way the King will die like this!The King of Doom, who we believe in!There is an end to this world!You can't die like this! "

Old man's bullshit.

No one can believe it, and all I can say is that it's unrealistic delusion.

It is an impossible aspiration, lacks logic, and has no evidence.

Ira-Tact was certainly destroyed.

It is a difficult conclusion for all those who have seen the previous events to judge.

But will you?

"The king, our king, Ila-Tact, is surely alive..."

His hands were unexpectedly placed on his shoulders.

"--Correct"

Ira-Tact, the King of Doom, whispered from behind in an indescribable voice that seemed as cold as ever.

"Ooh, ooh!"

He looks back in a hurry and stares at him.

It's not a dream, it's not a vision.

His king, whom they believed, is there in an unchanged form.

There were obsolete words such as miracles, but the absolute results he believed were there, if only to express them.

"Great King of Doom, Ira-Tact!"

Nice night, old Mortar.

The mind and body react simultaneously, placing the old mortar flat.

The king is just delighted that the king is safe while his face is blurred with tears.

In Minogula, Ira-Tact, king of doom, was still immortal.

"Oops! How I wish you were safe!"

Unexpectedly louder from appeasement and shock, excitement and emotion.

Ira-Tact gently presses his fingertips against his mouth with a slight bitter smile.

The king is alive.

Perforated by the heart, or burned by the fire of God, they remain immortal.

Everyone felt despair at the appearance of his head filled with a single letter of death, pierced and burned through his heart.

But here he is, as if he had not been injured.No, there is no injury anywhere.

By what cause did the miracle come to pass?

The idea is totally meaningless.

Because like the old magician of the dwarf dark elf, you can't know the depth of its abyssal power.

Time is already late at night. The area is closed to darkness, and only a few lighted bonfire lights lighten the area lightly.

In the confusion and tragedy, there was silence as if the whole city were going to die.

Mortar lay down quietly, awaiting the king's command.

His role is to move with his hands and feet, and everything that comes next will be extracted and distributed by Ira-Tact.

What happens more than this is a fierce revenge drama.

As one of the actors, Old Mortar intended to cast a hammer of anger on both of those foolish assailants with his whole body.

Old Mortal looks at his king.

Deeper than the bottom of the earth, the darkness, as if it had come from a different place, showed the appearance of thinking only a little.

"Well, there seems to be a lot to be done."

The King of Doom... No, Ilya Takudo is alone.

The embodiment of the coming end was just standing there quietly.