Kuro no Maou

"Tonight's" Curse Gladiator Games (Cars Carnival) "is about to celebrate the climax as soon as possible!

Just like when eight unnamed (nameless) people still appear in the arena exposing their tragic bodies, the Blue Light Summoning Magic Formation is drawn to the ground.

It is the design of the magic formation that looks the same, but is it about six meters different in size and three times the diameter?

I think there's going to be a guy that big.

"Appearing are the Weapon Users of the Greatest Curse possessed by our Moldred Weapons Chamber at the moment! What a crazy demon-eyed Sayid Marya Hydra who was banished from the Sparda Four Noble Hydra family!!

What emerged with the dazzling luminescence and the screaming of the announcement was a huge chunk of ice.

Near the center of the arena, at a distance of about ten meters, relative, but freezing cold air drifts up to me.

Probably not just ice, this is the sealing magic of the ice attribute.

I see rough ice cubes like a tip of an iceberg, a figure with a spear-like long weapon inside it.

Obscured by an opaque layer of ice, I don't know what it looks like, but it's bigger than me. It looks similar in stature to the oak I knocked down earlier.

Well, whatever he is, it's gonna be obvious soon anyway.

At the same time that sealed ice cubes can fully emerge from the magic formation, cracks begin to run on the surface as they make crisp noises.

"Opposite is Newcomber of Expectations, who has now suddenly made headlines in the Games! Black Nightmare Mad Warrior (Nightmare Berserker) Chrono Whoa Whoa Whoa!!

So the way you call it, Yamelo! And I just want to say it out loud, but I can't afford to scratch that before the tremendous resentment and killing that leaks out of the crack of the ice seal that's shattering.

Apparently, the knack for sleeping in the ice is different from the eight you just dealt with.

The boulder means Chairman Mordred is proud of his use of the cursed weapon, or he needs to be prepared enough to deal with a Rank 5 monster.

But that's the kind of guy I wanted.

"Come on, what kind of death fight will the two show, not long ago, and unseal the curse -"

enough to undo the volume announcements echoed throughout the venue by loud magic,

Ohhhhhhhh!

A mighty roar roared.

Immediately afterwards, the ice cubes, which still fastened the prototype although there were deep cracks running vertically and horizontally, blew away into the wood dust.

Glitter and ice shards shine brilliantly in the magical light that illuminates the arena.

A glow as beautiful as a diamond dust, but the shadow nestled on the other side of it emitted an evil, disastrous presence that rightly came from the bottom of hell.

"Oh, my God, I've broken through the seal myself on the way to release it. Ah! Come on, now there's no more way to stop the mad Eye, Game Six without waiting, with a start. Yikes!!

I just wanted to remind you to do whatever you want. I can't think of anything about the reality.

Now, what I should pay attention to with all my spirit is this alien man named Sayid, who has the 'Devil's Eye' and the Doom.

The alien, there may be only a few words, because it is the appearance that is indisputably human.

This stunning reverse triangular body, dressed in muscle armor that is as successful as an oak, is a light outfit that doesn't completely hide its silhouette.

Clothes like a black wetsuit with purple lines cover everything from the neck to the toe of the foot, thinking it has some magical effect, such as strengthening (boost).

Steel handles (gauntlet) from elbow to tip and dragon-skinned boots on feet.

That gear seems slightly odd, but it should certainly be something that is seen from time to time in the bandit class pedigree.

Most of all, it is not a dagger whose weapon in hand is also a trademark of a bandit, but a pitch-black sword with a large three-day moon-shaped blade.

But the biggest problem here is not the appearance of the equipment, but the slightly thinner face of the line with the head on top of the flexible flesh.

Perhaps it seals the demonic eye, although the eye area is covered with something like a black metal eye mask, you can still guess all the faces.

Bright purple hair has long, unconstructively stretched hair, but it doesn't seem like such a wild hairstyle would look good on you.

Not as good as Rudra, the vampire's caution stick, but her skin is blue and white and her cheeks are lean somewhere.

It doesn't matter what you think, it doesn't match the musculoskeletal bodybuilder shape, too unbalanced head.

Is this the effect of the demonic eye that has become the weapon of curse, not only a simple fanaticism (basark), but also a flexibly altered flesh itself?

No, apart from that, like me, it was physically modified with drugs, or maybe that whole body suit is acting as a curse guard.

Yeah, whatever it is, I can't explore their secrets at this stage without prior knowledge or appraisal eyes.

Then all you have to do is attack as hard as you always do!

"Let's go -"

This time, I will not suddenly imitate that it will be slashed with a shovel.

The first hand is a corrugated attack of Demon Bullets (Barrett Arts) and Demon Swords (Sword Arts).

A loaded black pseudo-complete steel bullet (full metal jacket) and ten blackened swords instantly appeared around me.

The warhead and the tip of the sword all turn to Sayid, the creepy looking big man standing in front of you.

"- Demon Bullets (Barrett Arts) Fire All Bullets (Full Burst)"

A bursting sound that can be played and a black muzzle flash.

But the sound and light that resonated at this moment wasn't the only thing I emitted.

"Ugh... ah... kah... kah jo..."

His spine whined about something with a frozen heavy bass, while his eye mask covering his eyes smashed like glass.

"Frog her. Yeah, yeah! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

A sealed demonic eye is finally exposed under the day.

Even at some distance, I could clearly see both his eyes, their demonic and beautiful purple eyes.

And those two eyes emit a dazzling purple light instantly as they want to flash.

Almost simultaneously, both eyes emit light and the bullets that have already been fired arrive.

Pierced by countless demon bullets, it raises a blood splash and falls - it was supposed to, but that prediction is lightly overshadowed.

It wasn't an avoided wax, it wasn't a prevented wax, the demon bullet itself smashed everything to the brink of landing.

"What!?

The pseudo-complete steel bullet (full metal jacket) made up of my black magic naturally looks black.

But the storm, which was supposed to be black, lost color to Russia and colored a universe that would be lit up like sparkling ice rain.

What the hell happened?

Invisible defensive magic prevented you? Or did you crush a bullet with a shock wave?

It's still convincing if you just crush the bullet, but the color of the bullet itself has changed - no, what is that change, like the materialization of black magic (materialization) itself has been transformed?

But I'm not dumb enough to be stunned here.

"Pierce, Demon Sword (Sword Arts)"

Immediately move into pursuit without getting haired.

The ten blackened swords that fly through space like swallows are all the same long swords.

As usual, they draw and throw different tracks to blind spots to the front, left and right, back, overhead, and respectively.

Come on, now what do we do?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

From both eyes of Said, a creepy flash of purple occurs again.

At that time, abnormalities occurred in the five blackened swords combined with the current looming forward and left and right.

"The blackening is solved - no, it's not!?

If the magic absorption forces you to disarm the blackening, you will only return to your original sword, but the phenomenon that has happened in front of me now is not that easy.

The sword itself changed.

The black monochromatic body was instantly transformed into clear glass - no, into a light purple crystal-like substance.

Crystallization, but should I say?

Instead of the magic of blackening, a sword that has even lost its original iron component naturally follows either option of flying in a direction that is not out of my control or falling straight to the ground.

"Cut it out! Yee-haw!!

At the end of that gaze, a blackened sword looming through the brain sky, with both eyes glowing directly upwards as he screamed.

Again, it is crystallized and shot down in a flash.

The sword that fell to the ground made the same tall noise as it did when it correctly dropped the glass workmanship on the floor and scattered it in pieces of wood dust.

But my demon sword (Sword Arts) is still there.

Like a cunning wolf sneaking into prey, three blades run from behind.

Caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Distracted by the creepy sound of a woman's golden cuts, the wind-cut sound of a lavish blade echoes.

Sayid was waving the black sword in his hand.

No, the sword itself reacted to the imminent attack, and the rotational cuts were rolled out in different positions, so much so that it seemed to have moved itself.

The blade of the sword, though inappropriate, travels through the sky with momentum and finally intercepts the blackened sword, which approached just before.

Instead of knocking the blade off the blackened sword, the blade has been completely cut off, and three blades have been put together.

"He sucks, for crystallizing demon eyes, that sword is a curse weapon too..."

The reaction of Sayid with this demonic sword (Sword Arts) revealed some ability.

First, the demonic eye of both eyes, when exposed to the flash emitted by the array, changes the material composition to a purple crystal.

The legend of an eye that becomes a stone just by the stare of the Greek mythology Medusa is famous, but is Hydra's demonic eye something like its purple crystal (amethyst) version?

Next, the black sword, this one boasts a tremendous cleavage and has the ability to react half-automatically, well the weapon of curse.

But I care about the sound of that strange woman screaming.

Like a bad diet, you are likely to have special abilities in the weapon itself.

I don't want to know what that is, if possible, I want to knock it down before I know it.

Though I think you're not the sweetest person to allow that.

"Oh, where are you, me, me? Oh, I love you. Uh-oh!

I guess the source of the resentment is romantic because of what she's been saying about it for a while now. Did a bandit grab my own woman or something like that?

There is no reason to know more about the circumstances, but at any rate, it is an indisputable fact that is dominated by powerful resentment.

You stare at me with those purple shining demon eyes as you inappropriately set up a great sword with just one right hand - that would suck for Sole!?

"Death, no. Yeah, yeah!!

With my eyes directly on me, the devil's eye emits a dazzling light...