Kuro no Maou

"Damn, which way is the exit..."

I had a faint idea that this facility was huge.

Besides, there's no way I'm lost in making anything similar.

Earlier, I've kicked a bunch of first-time outfits in white light armor, but now I regret that I should have caught about one alive and heard the exit.

But you couldn't help it, because all of a sudden you pulled out your sword and attacked me.

It must be like a habit in a manoeuvre experiment where alarm leads to instant death that you fought back and stopped everyone from breathing.

Then I got two double-edged swords that they had.

I don't know much about swordsmanship, but there are other uses for swords.

The next time you find someone, you can use them as an item to threaten to hear the exit.

What a thought, running down the aisle, I went out into a slightly wider space.

"Stairs!

A staircase leading up looked beyond the space where the splendid cylinders stood to the left and right.

He rushed joyfully and bravely to the thread to the outside, which seemed gradual, but stopped on his feet, perceiving signs that someone was coming down the stairs.

In addition to the five senses, the modification experiment also enhances something like a sixth sense, so there will be no fault at all.

Tips and footsteps echo as you stand as you battle a battle.

Not long after, the Lord of footsteps appears from across the dark stairs.

"Girl?"

I thought it would be a mask or light armor. The prediction was greatly betrayed.

What showed up was a girl with bright white hair, skin and clothes, besides burning red eyes.

I thought it might be a beautiful face at a young age and a moving doll created like too white skin, a light golem for a moment, but I can clearly feel vibrant from the girl in front of me.

Not a doll, but a real albino.

"Stop!"

She is a beautiful girl who does not match a place like this, but is definitely a masked associate at a time when she is wearing a white costume and a cross emblem on her chest.

Don't be alarmed, I tried stationary words first.

……

Her steps stopped.

"Who is it?

I had only assumed that it would suddenly be a battle, so after a moment of confusion as to what to say, it was to ask who was out of my mouth and what.

After that, you can't answer honestly because I'm not supposed to be on your side.

"Seventh Apostle and Saliel"

Surprisingly, she responded.

I have no idea what the title of the Seventh Apostle is, but I can only tell that the girl's name is Saliel.

"I'm Kurono Mahogany, I want to get out of here, can you tell me the exit?

"I can't do that"

"That's right -"

I didn't expect you to tell me.

I honestly care about who the hell this girl named Sariel is, but I don't have time to pry, and I don't have time to think about it.

A masked opponent can even punch a bullet in his leg and force him to listen, but I'm not going to ramble on a girl who has no grudges whatsoever.

I'm already an outsider, but I'm not that crazy.

With that kind of wacko, I choose to ignore her and move on.

Strengthen your legs instantly with magic and make a rocket start toward the stairs.

If you were a regular person or a weak monster, it would be a difficult speed to follow with your eyes, if you were a girl like that, you would have seen me suddenly disappear.

"Ugh!?

The moment you take the rapidly accelerating third step, an impact runs on your left foot.

Left foot control was dimensioned for a moment, out of balance, and I tip over the hard floor at high speed.

"Hey..."

Look, on my left leg, there was a white pile poking deep.

"Stop you here."

A chill runs down my spine as I hear Sariel whining.

"You're lying..."

From her, I felt an intense surge of magic, incomparable with any monster.

The silver aura that wrapped around it was much darker in magic than my pilebanker, even though it was in a gaseous state.

I could understand instantly without an enhanced sixth sense, she's a hell of a monster.

"Shotgun!

Pull out the stabbed white pile, while shooting a shotgun out at Saliel.

The instantly sprinkled black bullet kills her defenseless.

Sariel reacts little and takes the pouring bullet rain with him.

Shit, you don't even have a shield.

The bullet vanished from the tip of touching the aura ejecting from her.

That aura is more powerful than the shields I or any other experimental body uses, but from her point of view, that aura is just a thing that's dripping magic, not even magic.

Even I have the magic to naturally release it out of my body as part of my metabolism, but I have no power at all to prevent bullets formed by black magic.

If you can stop an attack without doing anything, the effect of the restraint you would expect from a shotgun is completely futile, a waste of magic.

Even so, the pure white magic that underlies that aura is clearly alien to the magic that I know.

If using black magic is black magic, is it white magic?

Honestly, I don't want to deal with that kind of crap, but my body has already started to move in the direction of fighting.

"Blackened"

I have two swords in my hands that I just took away.

The simple long sword is wrapped in black magic and has a black colour from the pattern to the vibration.

I called it 'blackening' as I watched it go into this state.

And not only does the blackened weapon increase in power one step at a time, but it also allows you to manipulate it without touching your hand at all.

"Automatic Swordsmanship"

The two blackened swords that left my hand floated in the universe, and their tips were directed at their opponents alone.

Fight directly with your sword without waving your weapon with your own hands, that's automatic swordsmanship.

In addition, if it were based on a thing that originally existed as a substance and was shaped as a weapon, it would be more powerful than a bullet made from magic alone, and this would also remove that aura.

"Pierce!!

At the same time as the voice, the sword flies like an arrow.

Sariel remains upright immovable unchanged, but white magic rapidly compresses before him.

That's how it appeared was the reverse triangular white shield, still the shield.

"Rifle!"

At the same time as I fired the pseudo full metal jacket bullet, the two swords that flew away hit Saliel's shield.

Both go in a direction that is not very well played, there is no scratch on the shield.

But never mind, I kept shooting the rifle.

It is less powerful than anti-material, but has some streak fire for it.

but it's a shield that was intact with a blackened sword, no matter how many rifles or other shots fired into it, it doesn't work.

The result is the same even if you hit it on top of the landing point, because no matter how many stacks of zero, the total remains zero.

but that's good for me.

The rifle is just a masculine move to draw attention to the shield, and the fate is the blackened sword that was just played.

Sariel shielded himself against the casting of the blackened sword, except because he thought it would be dangerous if he didn't.

Scatter can be prevented only by aura, but not by swords.

Operate the two swords flying backwards again.

The goal, of course, is Sariel's back, which is still standing defenseless.

If you poke her, it's instant death force, but she's also a wizard, only life will help.

Apologize inside, while flying the blackened sword at the highest speed.

Sariel doesn't turn around - he did it for sure.

"- What?"

Even the moment the sword pierced that little back, Saliel didn't move.

But now Sariel, for some reason, took two black swords between his right fingers.

No way, you stopped it with your bare hands?

What the hell time is it?

……

The pitch-black fillet, sandwiched with thin fingers like Saliel's white fish, instantly grew white as burnt ash, and vanished.

"Ugh..."

I can't win.

Conclude that instinct, intuition, reason, thought, which are very ‘you'll never win'.

I made the wrong choice, I shouldn't have challenged the fight.

The moment I felt that tremendous amount of magic, I should have turned my heel back and escaped to scale.

'Cause you know, I really didn't have to use a shield or anything, no matter how imperative I was to exercise magic, she could get away with it all without bitterness.

By the time I got into her sight, I must have been able to kill anytime.

I was just kept alive by her whim.

It instantly regenerates behind my brain, vanishing just like a blackened sword.

……

Sariel turns off the shield.

- Run, instinct calls.

- Run, you can still make it, reason inspires you.

Don't give up, yet, there must be a chance of survival.

There's no free tomorrow for me if I don't do anything to escape that monstrous monster!

"Black Smoke - Guh!

The magic of knitting for a completely eye-blind effect with the application of black flamethrowing used by the experimental body boy.

Just spraying black magic in fog, a magic that can be activated with little or no clearance, but I was precisely bound to that slight clearance, and a white pile pierced my right shoulder and abdomen.

Still, the activation of the magic itself succeeds, black smoke spreading all over the space at once to close sight.

In the midst of black smoke, I turn back the way I was, unfortunately, too far to the stairs.

Inject jelly magic into the first pile scar on your feet and plug it. Bleeding can be suppressed for now, and I'm not so nasty a flesh that I care about this amount of pain.

Reinforce her legs again and run with the thought of leaving her at the corner of the rabbit.

The pile stabbed in the shoulder and belly is behind us.

"Anti-Material"

Without turning around, three rounds of large-calibre bullets toward where she would still be standing.

I know a hundred things that don't work, and I hope it stops at all, but right after I hit the third shot, five piles wear my back.

I should have put up a shield for once, but the pile flew in completely bare condition.

"Gwww!?

I'm going to fall unexpectedly, but somehow I'm going to step on it and keep running down the aisle.

The one who stabbed him in the back was thinner than the one on his leg, shoulder and belly, so he managed to withstand the shock.

He then ran selflessly obsessed without ever looking back and rolled intuitively into the room of his choice.

"Ha... ha..."

Did you get out of her sight for now?

I don't hear any signs or footsteps.

I don't think I totally got away with it, but I have to make allowance for the scratches within the present.

"Gu, uhh, it hurts..."

I'm used to pain, but it hurts, it just makes me patient.

He pulled out a pile of shoulders and bellies, and also pulled out five of his back as he struggled to reach them.

"I wish I hadn't hurt you built-in."

The jelly-shaped magic that blocks the wound assimilates and completely regenerates with the flesh over time.

What about disinfection or something? I thought so, but it's going to be okay because it's going to heal completely.

Thanks to this magic, the wounds of the large man can be healed in front of himself.

But organs with complex functions, such as built-in ones, cannot reproduce their abilities, or they cannot be completely cured.

Previously, when he ate his belly like a dinosaur, his bowel regeneration was incomplete and he ended up healed completely by the magic of the masks.

I wonder how much magic he can do, but there's no way to be sure.

Now we have to figure out what we're going to do before that.

I don't think that super nasty wizard girl like Sariel is going to miss it as easily as this.

Sariel's five senses are more likely to be superior than mine, then they'll be tracked by smell, and worst of all, I can't say I've never found them ‘somehow’ with a sixth sense.

So I can't take the option of hiding and doing it over, it's too risky.

- Kotsun.

I heard a faint footsteps.

Are you affording it, or are you walking slowly, just like you did when you appeared?

Still, it has been proven in the first battle that you are not alert enough to marinate.

If you think your footsteps are gradually getting louder, you're headed straight for this room.

"Ku, ku, how do I..."

Like previous monsters, you're not the level opponent you can manage to win if you work hard.

Before someone with an absolute difference in strength, it's hard to say that I'm able to flatter myself with sober thoughts right now.

Even me like that, I realized that there was a different door from what I had come into this room.

There was nothing to do, but it seemed pretty much better to go in the door and go a little further than to go outside the room like this.

But if it was just a room beyond this door, it would have been completely loaded.

"- This is it!

I'm totally twisted today, I opened the door and thought so.

Beyond the door was not the same white room as here, but a spiral staircase that lasted long down.

I peeked and it was so deep that I couldn't see the bottom.

I don't know where it leads, but this long spiral staircase seemed terribly attractive if you think you can earn a little distance with Sariel now.

I took a step without hesitation and went down the stairs at full speed.

Sariel kept walking down the aisle at the same speed.

As a wizard, it's overwhelmingly downward, number 49 - no, I'm not walking to give more fear to a Gentile with the same name as the 'Demon King' named Chrono Mao.

Because this speed is appropriate to detect black magic and accurately track it, that's why I wouldn't let Saliel run.

And the other thing, she was obviously pitying herself against Chrono.

If you were serious about killing, a total of eight white piles pierced through the chrono could have all been hit in the head, of course, before the chrono attacked you first.

It can be seen that what Ars said, "if only enough," was assuming Ningro's longest fighting time.

But she clearly missed someone who could take her life in sight and during the moment.

Ahead, even a call for surrender once we had completely cornered him, Saliel was going to.

I really want you to get away with it.

……

Nevertheless, Sariel thinks.

The black magic of Chrono was only at the level I had assumed at all.

Numerous experiments have led to enormous black magic in the body, and physical abilities have surpassed those of ordinary people without enhancement, but for the magic of the heart, we have acquired only the skills that can be called the foundations in the foundation.

At this stage of the plan, the main aim is to create a body with high basic abilities, and the technical aspects of combat and magic were to be mastered from now on, so naturally so.

Magic power is a lot, but all of the magic manipulations such as circulation, compression, release, etc. are a lot of mess, wasting quite a bit of magic with just one single shot of single-action magic, firing compressed magic.

The addition (enchant) to the weapon is too mundane, and the accuracy of the remote operation and the cover-up of the signs are sweet, and there is no creation to recognize even if you are not in sight.

However, it would still be the benefit of enhanced modifications that are allowing the general sorcerer-like offense to be achieved with only a minimum of basic skills.

Surprising Saliel, however, was not the power gained as a result of such a modification, but the ‘ingenuity’ applied to the magic unleashed.

All the black magical substances that have been chanting and shooting "Sandan," "Rifle," and "Anti-Material" were beautiful streamlined cones that flew in as they rotated fast.

Magic is the thing that shapes with images, most wizards take the form of spheres, arrows, swords, spears, etc. if they perform a single action, and in the case of Saliel, piles.

However, Saliel had never seen a better shape for its functional beauty than his unleashed spiral spinning cone in terms of increasing penetration capability.

Once you know it, everyone can reproduce it, but where the hell did the idea of its shape come from?

I knitted it myself, if that's what you mean, I can clean it up with just a word of genius.

But he is a species called ‘Gentile' called out of a magically non-existent world.

The Church treats them as equally untouchable with less than human demons.

But the Gentiles have knowledge of the Gentile world, and maybe they have technology, no, they should exist for sure.

And if that cone was one of the Gentile-generated technologies, it is believed that Chrono applied it to magic knowing from the beginning that it had excellent penetration skills.

Sariel thinks this theory is more likely, and if it's right, it also means he has other knowledge that we don't know.

I have some interest in how much that is, but if I become a prisoner again, it will not be brought to life, and I have to kill it on this occasion at worst, so it is somewhat spared.

……

Sariel stopped abruptly.

The door in front of me, I have no doubt that Chrono went through this.

For a moment, Sariel cruises to see if she should enter this room.

But more than I've come this far, I thought I'd have to make sure, and I opened the door completely defenseless.

There are no ambushes or traps.

I don't have time to set it up, so I'm going to the back of the room, to a different door from the entrance.

Opening up there too, into Saliel's sight is a dim spiral staircase that leads straight down.

Sariel does not go down the stairs, but throws himself into the space he can in the middle of the spiral staircase and falls straight and freely towards the invisible Naruto at the bottom.

Dozhn!!

Saliel landed intact, without using any particular magic to strengthen his body.

To herself, the stone tiles at her feet were shattered and scattered, as if there had been no impact of the fall.

"... escaped"

I could confirm at a glance that he wasn't here.

Because this place at the bottom of this spiral staircase just had a small well that pumped up the groundwater directly, and the remnants of the black magic followed that well.

This place is the one used by priests to cleanse themselves, the only space from this institute, an underground facility, that leads outside outside outside the main entrance.

It was probably a coincidence that he entered the upper room connecting here, but that enabled him to escape safely.

"... good for you"

Towards the well, Saliel shrugged so.

It was an uncommonly emotional dialogue if you tried to make her completely silent and faceless about people.

Why has she put so much pity on Chrono?

That was because his predicament was very similar to his old self.