Kuro no Maou

"Hey! That's paralyzing!

Wilhardt screamed from above the walls when he saw Chrono, who was supposed to have received the great sword of sand and iron unleashed by Gridgore from the front, fell and lay flat on his back as he was.

The pitch-black shield deployed by Chrono was probably quite strong, but still, it wasn't enough to prevent it altogether.

Wilhardt intuites that that blow was like Charlotte's special attack, Thunder Red Blade (Lightning Sparda). Therefore, the power was immediately understood.

Wilhardt rushes ahead of Chrono in a pinch of absolute desperation at once.

"Oh, no! Chrono-kun!!

But if there was someone right next door who was in more hurry than me, no, disturbed enough to be semi-frequent, I could have calmed down instead.

"Sir, Princess Nell...?

Next to Wilhardt is Nell Julius Ellord, a familiar figure who should be known as childhood taming.

Both the healing magical skill that quickly completed Simon's recovery and the 'Holy Heaven Wall (Lux Lampert Defan)' that prevented his earlier outrageous braces, thought the boulder was a magical talented Princess Nell, unlike himself.

But what the hell is this mess?

Wilhardt tried to unwittingly forget the crisis in front of her - but he didn't have time for it - before the expression and emotions he'd shown for the first time in more than a decade of getting to know her.

"Chrono-kun!

"Nooooo!? That's not true, Princess Nell!

Wilhardt rushes to grab Nell's arm as he wings his back and tries to dive from the walls.

"Get off me!

"Oh, calm down! It's just dangerous for a healer (Priest) to come forward! Besides, Chrono was just paralyzed and seriously injured - hehe!?

In the middle of the dialogue, Bettin and a flat hand burst into Wilhardt's cheek.

The white, soft palm, which is supposed to heal those 10,000 people, strikes their cheeks hard and leaves a bright red mark. Then, the momentum also blew the monocular glasses.

Normally it hurts, but still, if what I was grabbing was the arm of someone who wasn't holding the wand, I would have been beaten with Avalon's National Treasure Wand (staff).

If you get the wand of Divine Iron (Orihalcon) slapped into your face, there won't be a single clump. It's Binta. So, I'm really lucky.

"Ah, look! Nero's back!

At that time, just behind the fall of Chrono, he ran in unicorns like a glimmer of wind, in Wilhardt's golden eyes.

The boulder takes the Prince of the White Horse by the ground, Nero Julius Ellord. At such a time that it was no more, he came back.

"If Nero comes, he'll be fine! No, I may not be able to do it alone, but I'm sure Chrono will recover from paralysis soon, even those two can defeat Gridgore!

Wilhardt remembers very well that one of the dining room cases made Nero's heart certificate against Chrono the worst.

In fact, Nero never recovered Chrono with potions or anything, it just seemed like he was throwing one word at him. Wilhardt gives an approximate idea that he probably said something "stay out of my way".

Still, if Chrono recovers and the two of us become avant-garde, we can assume that we will be able to do enough to stand around uninterrupted with each other, no matter how much, without cooperating - with this mighty enemy in front of us.

I trust Chrono's power, but more than that, Wilhardt is well aware of Nero's prowess in a long relationship. Really, these two aren't enemies of any opponent if they put their hands together, so much so that it seemed so.

That's how Nero still leaves Chrono behind and begins engaging with Gleedgore.

A brilliant standing around, furious attack that shows off the strength that its rank 5 deserves.

That troublemaker has even unlocked the Sacred Sword (Blade Skill), so I can see its true meaning.

Maybe I'll just keep knocking him out on my own. I guess that anticipation is followed by the students standing here as well.

A loud cheer boils down, as if watching the gladiator (gladiator) star players in a one-strike event with each other as well. Finally, I see victory.

But still, Nell snapped with a dark, sinking voice.

"No, what..."

"Hey, what's wrong with you, if you keep it up, you win -"

"Krono-kun... if I don't help, why can't I!!

Oh, it was too late when I thought.

Wilhardt reaches out to catch his shaken arm again.

But Nell's body has already jumped outside the walls.

Pure white wings and priestly clothes all over me flutter in the wind. Long black hair flourishes in white.

It's like a scene of angel descent painted in ancient paintings. With such an impression, with a beautiful hindsight to hold on to what he sees, Nell turned to Chrono.

"Princess Nell, what the hell happened with Chrono..."

Even Wilhardt's gray brains did not immediately lead the answer.

"Ah...... come on, let's..."

I screamed unexpectedly when I saw Nell jump down the walls, I meant, but it wasn't as if I had a voice.

Damn, I can't even pronounce it well with paralysis to my tongue. Even if you open your trembling lips, words don't last long enough to make sense, they just leak vainly and exhale.

Shit, we have to stop Nell. Only a sense of impatience drives me.

It was my fault that Nell, the Rank 5 Adventurer, was forced to behave too risky for a healer (Priest) to run through the eyes of his enemies until he recovered.

What seemed so intuitive was never complacency, etc.

Nell doesn't trust my strength because he exposed Said's demon eye to the indiscretion of being caught off guard at the end. The same reason why a mother can't keep an eye on a young child.

I'm no relation without a deep edge comparable to a real child to Nell. Just a friend, that's very recent, too, just saying we've gotten along.

But she's the one who acts without even thinking about her own life in the meantime.

That good heart, which should be called tender, no, too tender, is so understandable that it is too much in a short relationship.

"Ku... wow..."

That's why I'm angry at my impudence. You're so impetuous and challenging the greedgore, you're this zama.

If Nero hadn't shown up, I would have been chewed up in his stomach by now, or trampled down and turned into a red stain.

But right now, I can't regret it or be happy that my life was saved.

Nero was pushing Greedgore with a brilliant combination of swords and magic moves, as he proved his strength as rumored, but the situation was changed by Nell's actions.

A brother who stops his popping sister. Gleedgore didn't miss that gap.

You're cunning everywhere, monster. It even looks like you're choosing a brace attack knowing you'll never be able to avoid it in this situation.

"-" Iceberg Giant Shield (Eyes Algarea Shield) "Eh!

At the same time Nero invoked a giant ice shield, the mouth of Gridgore sprayed fire, no, thunder.

Not the special plasma brace that halved the walls, but this time the thunderbrace that deserves the lightning attribute.

A dazzling stream of purple electricity as if it had all concentrated the thunder that was supposed to pour out of this rainy weather on one point swallows up Avalon's royal brothers and sisters.

Large purple luminescence rushes through the hills of Ischia, sounding a bursting thunderbolt. I closed my eyelids reflexively but still felt the brightness.

But that's a flash if you try to pass too. The brace will last only a few seconds or so.

Nell opened his eyes again, thinking he was safe, and he was able to quickly confirm the figure standing unchanged from the ahead.

Apparently Nero has prevented Thunderbraces, but the protection of the ice, which is supposed to be advanced defensive magic, is now smashed to pieces of wood dust at this moment.

It was the direct hit that was avoided, but some electric shock may have gone through.

From here the damage to Nero is unknown, but still, it soon turns out that he chose to escape with Nell in his arms instead of continuing the fight on this occasion.

From the end of Brace's shooting, Nero steps wide and sideways to dodge a greedgore bite attack, almost without gaps, with his sister on his shoulder.

Large mouths lined with giant fangs like swords devour the land of Ischia, while the landed Nero begins to run like a giant Gridgore.

Ahead of us is the ancient castle of Ischia, where Nell popped up. Sure, I can't fight to keep her on this spot.

No, probably Nero won't be able to fight like he did just now.

It's too late to run. The effect of the martial arts has expired, well, there's no reason why Nell should be so heavy.

And more importantly, the left hand, which was holding the magic sword of ice, is lowering without power. I'm completely paralyzed.

There's no way Nell can recover from healing magic immediately in that condition, and he doesn't even have time to drink potion.

Gleedgore is quickly flipping and is starting to go straight after the two of them. Like a rat-bearing cat, you might even have some spare time to enjoy it.

As far as Nero is concerned, I guess it's impossible to run faster than that. There should be paralysis turning around in the legs as well, but still maintaining the same speed as a habitual person walking at full force is something like boulder?

But at such a rate, it is visible that we will soon be caught up by Gridgore. The castle is right in front of you, but it's only a hundred meters away, and even the distance there is unlikely.

Will, who perceived the crisis, decreed, and once again an arrow of cover is released from the walls, but it is not even a stoop. Even if the sand iron armor only leaves the neck anymore, the original rock crust alone is too much to prevent the arrows.

The only way to do something is for me to go.

But the problem is this general paralysis - it's not something, it's blackening.

Not yet, Sheep, not yet, the blackening of this sandy iron sword will never end!

"Yes, sir. Ah!

Praise - a voice that appeals to joy and accomplishment all the time woods spirits in my brain.

All right, well done, now I can finally move freely, too.

I have general paralysis, but I have no problem exercising magic. Instead of hands and feet, with sheep tentacles with more numbers and ease, there is no difficulty in removing potions or anything from the shadows.

Still, paralysis didn't recover the moment I fell because this great sword kept moving rattled and trying to target me.

After Nero showed up, now I felt like I was going to fly for his back, so I knew it couldn't be disarmed on the way.

I converted the smashed 'Black Iron Shield (Metal Shield)' into a tentacle as it was, and immediately began blackening it by covering my sword, but this control of massive and temperamental intrinsic magic (extra) took me until now to rule.

Well, the exercise of blackening is my own magic, but it also has the effect of sheep's ability if done via tentacles. It feels like the conductivity of blackening drops somewhat more than I touch my hands directly.

But now the blackening is finally complete. Sheep absorb the sand iron that took control, while sticking only one tentacle into the Shadow Space (Shadow Gate) that I opened to fish the contents.

Sure, I didn't have the potion to restore the paralysis together, so, uh, I feel a little unwell, but let's decide to use the 'fairy spirit pill'.

"Mm-hmm. Is this it?"

Yeah, the guy in that white package. So, come on, we don't have time.

"I will, my lord! Oh, my God!

With a strangely distracting hanging voice, a powder of light smashed in my face - whoops! Buuuuu!!

"Silly Yarrow! There's one in my face!?

"Oh, I'm sorry, my husband!"

Gabba gets up all the time and scolds a bad maid - which means she's already fully recovered from paralysis. The boulders are Lily's scum.

Not if you're impressed with the great effects. Anyway, we need to stop Gleedgore.

Before I think about it, I'm already on my way out.

No martial arts, no fortified magic, but don't lick my legs. Modified and enhanced physical abilities are not Dada. Approaching the Green Gore, which tramples the earth with Doshidoshi already. A thick, long tail is shaking over my head.

Now, what do we do from here? Even when it comes to stopping it, it's not a wacko with some secrets.

All I can do is pull myself together and stop.

I just think it's stupid to deal with a giant body like that mountain, but with sheep now, that shouldn't be impossible either.

"I'll take care of it, master!

Exercise is naturally the 'shadow tentacle (anchor hand)' - no, this is not just a tentacle anymore.

Given this evolved performance, it would deserve to be established as my new move, alongside Demon Bullets (Barrett Arts) and Demon Swords (Sword Arts).

"Get him!" Demon Hand (Bind Arts) "Huh!!

A bunch of black chains is released from both hands in one piece.

Each and every one of them is precisely controlled by sheep and entwined into the great tail of the Gridgore as they roam violently like snakes attacking their prey.

The tail, like a brick tower, is as irregular as it can be by the rugged crust on its surface and can be sufficiently secured just to be wound.

On top of that, if the sheep carefully tie the tentacles of the chain, they turn it into a commandment that can never be broken unless it is pulled a thousand times.

I have not recovered the two pieces of neck amputation and bad eating while letting go. Grip the chain as hard as a string with both empty hands.

From here on out, pure power battles.

"Arm Strengthen (Vols Boost)"

Effective time is only a few dozen seconds. However, this strengthening of Nell's direct transmission (boost) will compensate for its shortness and provide a much higher muscle strength effect.

With the first protection, "Arm Strength (Forth Boost)," which uses the black flame as an energy source, additional arm strength resides in both arms gripping the chain - but not enough.

"Whoa whoa!?

Chain entangled in the tail, me pulling it. But naturally, it was me who was dragged away.

Like water skiing, it is unilaterally pulled with cheats while standing upright. The stepped heel chooses the grass, scattering a carpet of weed and mud.

Greedgor's walk never stops, on the contrary, he doesn't even seem to realize I exist.

"Arm Strengthen (Vols Boost) Huh!

If you don't have enough power, burn it. More, burn the magic and turn it into power.

Remember, I was doing a vain training before Nell taught me. At that time, I was storing so much heat in my body that I was about to self-destruct.

Now, you know, we need some fierce force to erupt. I don't need control, I just need to activate it.

It can be activated as reinforced magic if a minimal procedure remains.

I don't need such a complicated and precise surgical circuit that Nell showed me via telepathy. Me in the first place. Then we'll see no matter where we go. It'll only be a moddle of imitation.

The image of the procedure is a waterway that flows through the body. Calculated placement, branching and rendezvous to prevent the magic of the high heat flowing there.

But now I'm gonna break this control formula.

Did you know what kind of recoil would happen to me? Now it's just, power, want it!

"Arm Strength (Vols) Huh! Enhance (Boost) Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Butyri, and I thought I heard something hang up. At the same time, burning pain running on both arms.

Still, the power to flatter is not loose. I can't loosen it even if I'm mean. Finally, I just found it handy, I can't let you go here!

Chains clatter like giggles and screams.

I feel that the momentum being dragged has only slightly weakened. Almost there, almost there, we can take it to the point where the power antagonizes.

"Master, this is more dangerous than that! Your arm is chopped a thousand times!!

Shut up, shut up. I know that.

Something like skunks and red smoke began to blow out of the gap in the black armor worn on both arms. Creepy Moya, as if blood had evaporated, would undoubtedly be the revelation of the negative effects of the load.

But what's wrong with this? Not yet, not yet, not enough power.

If we can't stop him now, Nell dies.

Will helped, and even Simon, only his life was saved. Even Nell, I'll try to help.

Let nobody die anymore, or I swore I'd protect everyone. I will never give up, this time, if I protect you, I swear to God, no, I swear to the Demon King.

With the help of the legendary Demon King, that power can't be like this. Then, more, more, more, more, more.

"Give me the power of the Demon King. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

"Even when it comes to protection, I said before that the power is Kurono Mahogany, your thing, right? Look, you already have the power of the Demon King in your arms. But, yeah, maybe I can tell you the name."

An inadvertently arrived, familiar voice. Before I understood the meaning of the word, I just uttered the name I was taught.

First protection - its true name.

"Flaming Demon King (Overdrive) Huh!