Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

The flame was pitch-black.

My body is hot. My skin is burning. I understood what had happened. I was struck by surprise.

Constantly indescribable pain and fever erode the flesh, the spirit.

This is a duel. It's a one-on-one duel. I also see other members. I wasn't even expecting to get hit unintentionally or anything without even being face-to-face. I didn't mean to either.

It was sweet. I watched the cannibals sweetly. No... no. I'm not talking about watching sweetly, etc.

Cannibalism... is more crumb than I ever imagined.

Whatever the opponent, I'm not hostile to them yet, but I can't believe I'm being hit by accident. The lizard man (Lizardman) who has still suddenly ambushed me... I can better understand how Selzard feels.

He was willing to kill. But this time, the cannibal recognized me as the opponent of a duel over a trophy and struck out for his own benefit.

I heard a voice. The content was unrecognizable. But I understand you're mocking this one.

It was darkness that was spreading in front of me. I don't know up, down, left or right. The senses are stretched. Flirting with grief, fear, anger, and various emotions.

But what I remember strongly when I fell down was the word Cenri taught me.

It's hard to kill an already dead vampire. No flames, no ice, no thunder. corpse, but therefore a second death does not come so easily.

Magic doesn't work on vampires with strong magic. Flaming magic, healing magic, mental contamination, and even Necromancer magic can hardly affect me.

And finally, the curse does not work on vampires created by a strong curse.

A curse is something other than magic. An object that has a significant impact in exchange for a significant risk. And the curse is not supposed to happen more than once. It's overwritten with something stronger.

The curse of the undead, which is fundamentally against the laws of this world, boasts the finest strength of a few curses. Therefore, the curse does not work on vampires.

Yes. The only thing that gives me an end - blessings and sunshine.

To this extent, what kind of "cannibalism" would kill me? I already used every means to survive. Even though Lord and Albatross deserved it, at least because of me, Lew died and Cenri's life went wild.

My soul is not light enough to disappear to this extent. I still don't owe Cenri anything. [M]

If I am to be killed, Senri will kill me.

Dark vision gradually returns to normal. The pain that was eroding the flesh gradually drains the skin.

I took a big, deep breath and put my strength into my missing arm. A squeaky voice descends from the top. Now I can hear the contents properly.

It was human language. But whoever was emitting was not human.

I can clearly determine why, just by my voice.

"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

As a matter of fact, I was collecting information in advance from Oliver and other members of the Demon King's Army. So I also know who the 'cannibal' is. I didn't hear you were going to ambush me before the battle started......

It's a phantom beast with a face similar to a person's.

It has a body resembling a lion and a long tail with countless poison needles. Crimson fur does not accept most swords or arrows, and its power crushes the earth.

I stood up and stared at Cannibalism for the first time. [M]

"The Eater of Man (Manticore)".

That's what the phantom beast is called.

"I smell a strong death. Come on... don't even make me want to eat it."

An ugly face full of wrinkles gave me a deep grin. Something cold runs up my spine.

It was creepy everywhere like a human head was on top of the flesh of a beast.

He looks more like a monster than I do. The Knights of the End should hunt Manticore more than I do.

The cannibal body was smaller than Albatross but bigger than mine.

The face is human, and I feel intelligence from that voice, but there is no room for negotiation.

My vampire instincts are screaming that the animal in front of me is the enemy. Kill me, and I'll sue you for killing the cannibals you've been attacking.

I ignored them and slowly checked my condition.

The coat, which had just been newly renovated because of it, was worn out due to the curse flames and doings. It hasn't burned out hard, but that lovely look doesn't leave any shards either.

Magic belts and daggers are in worse shape. The dagger is completely gone to see where it melted and the belt is burning down. This can't happen with just flames.

Should I be happy that my flesh was safe...... I was going to show it to Cenri and brag about it, but I just lost it.

By inadvertently letting go, I lift the sword that was so painfully safe. The audience makes a scene.

The flames of anger are smoking in my head. I knew full well that it was foolish to lose calm.

I'll admit I was on track. It was my mistake to attack defenselessly because of how unexpected it was.

But I'll make you regret it. This cowardly phantom beast will make you regret trying to kill me for destroying my favorite item.

The cannibal narrowed his eyes red and rotten as a flame. If you look at a giant sword like an iron mass, you don't show one upset.

There was a piercing loch as a strong man.

"I'm surprised... I got a cursed flame that won't go away until it burns out, and I didn't know it would work. What an abomination..."

Killing should have been NG. But obviously the cannibals were trying to kill me.

I'll kill you. I will kill everyone who tries to kill me.

Eliminate all obstacles. Cannibals are haters, you won't have a problem accidentally killing them.

Abominable is - you.

I didn't reply. [M] I didn't have to wait for the signal to start. The battle had already begun.

Kick the ground hard with a big sword. Aim - head. I'll slap this iron mass on its head by accident.

Thin in one step. The opponent is a phantom beast on all fours. I don't know about the force, but this should work better around the corner.

Cannibal eyes open wide. I can see all the sharp fangs growing out of that thin open mouth.

And I was shielded by a sword when I accidentally flew in.

Short sounds echo continuously. A dull shock is transmitted.

It's a needle. It flew a poison needle that grew on my tail. Cannibals roar. I see a strong frustration in that voice that I didn't see until earlier.

"This too... take it. Hmmm......"

I didn't get it with my moving vision.

I had heard beforehand about the ability of cannibalism.

On the flames of the curse, sharp nails and fangs. A powerful poison needle that, if taken, is essential to a coma with a single blow, on a long tail that strikes like a whip. Besides, manipulating human language means being able to cast spells - even the institutionalized magic created by humans and demons.

An Orthodox Mirage Beast. There's no way I'd think I'd do a cowardly imitation so far.

The poison needle that flies from the tip of the tail is fast, but I can avoid it enough. But a tail that becomes like a whip won't let you read its trajectory.

Receive a sword as a shield from the front as the body hits you with the momentum to crush the ground. Heavy shocks are transmitted. Step on it, but your body is pushed behind you.

The weights are too different. He's going to be swept away as soon as he's out of shape at all.

Before taking the next action, the tail just hit me with an extra. The trajectory is complicated, and apparently cannibals can manipulate their tails as freely as a third hand.

It's not just power. Strong. No gaps. A blow by the hook claws sweeps deep through the earth, and the whipped sword is smudged.

I'm still a vampire, so I'm being taken, but the speed and power of every blow is not at a very human level. Exactly, not on the same level as the other members who came to this demon king army and fought.

A squeaky voice that reminds me of Ong makes me laugh.

"What's up, vampire? The King of the Night is like this!!

"Huh..."

No, we're not. We're poor. You don't have to turn to offense to win.

Force and speed are not as good as albatross. Endurance won't be that far either.

Cannibalism is a phantom beast, but I see intelligence in the way it fights. It can also be said that Albatos is too violent.

Before the bottom of my abilities are known, stab Todome.

I know how to fight the beast. It's hard to take a forefoot. Aim - tail.

The frequency of flying cannibal poison needles is decreasing. I guess the number of shots you can shoot is not infinite.

The flesh is dead. It doesn't poison me. If the poison doesn't work, a flying needle won't do much damage.

Flowing streak. He manages to outmaneuver the cannibals who attack him to leave the momentum to him, peering at the opportunity.

The desk came right away.

A tail resembling a cannibal scorpion snaps. My visual acuity clearly captured the movement.

- Right here.

No matter how freely you can manipulate it, you can't do everything in your power to put the tail back down.

I'm gonna pull your tail out of the way that's not blocked.

"Nooo......!?

Half a body out of the sword that was hiding its body. When you are ready and kick the ground, keep your left arm extended and grab the tip of the tail that becomes - just below the poison needle that grew on all sides. A shock rushes to the palm of my hand, but it was before I gained momentum, so it's no big deal.

And the moment I tried to pull it off thoughtfully - it exploded right in front of me.

It was almost reflective. Cover your head with your left arm. Burning pain spreads throughout the arm, and in an instant the pain disappears.

The vision rotates greatly and clashes vigorously on the ground. I try to take my passive and get up, but my posture swims big.

My body is light. The left arm I used to shelter my head was gone.

There is a stench of rotten meat standing around.

I have a hole in my right arm like a bug. It's a needle. The prick on the needle - it's melting.

Now I understand. The tip of the needle tail exploded and countless needles flew.

A disgusting fever covered the vicinity of his jaw. Lift the torn right hand to make sure.

The bottom half of my face was gone. I couldn't cover it with my left hand. When I checked my body, I wondered if the needle that flew disorderly had stabbed me, all over my body dissolved and there was a big hole in it.

Great sword rolled to the ground. The sword, which was supposed to be bigger than mine, was oddly distorted. Not even half the original size.

Melt even metal - corrosive - poison. Obviously, it wasn't the first shot.

Countless needles were growing again on the tail that should have skipped so many needles. The cannibal himself should have been needled, but his body has no scratches.

I understand and warn that I have misjudged the threat. Cannibalism... a monster. It's against common sense, a phantom beast. Exactly, it draws a line with just a warcraft.

Did you have a hole in your leg, the ground approaches rapidly? Damn...... not good. Lose. Kill.

I desperately scold my body, but I can't do anything without my body no matter how immortal undead it is.

When he saw me fall apart, he said as if the cannibalism had frightened him.

"You're still conscious... how dare you say the living dead?"