White dragons flapped their wings and flew to near the ceiling of the final floor, which was about five hundred meters high.
The aim is to get out of Citrine's sight.
Both Yoko and White Asia recognized the strength of the citrie.
White Ya, the strongest colored dragon, and Yoko, who stands at the top of the Demon Nation and even overwhelms the Demon, can't beat Citrine individually - that's what they decided.
So Yoko and Shiraya decided to work together.
There is a demon king in front of us who has never worked together and fought before, but is not an exaggeration to say he is the strongest in history.
You can't win if you don't fight together.
And in order to be rewarded by Hart, the common perception that, at any rate, we had to defeat its most powerful demon king had allowed nature and the Yokos to act optimally.
Yoko didn't miss the gaps in the citrie that followed her suddenly jumping white Asian figure with her eyes.
The magic accumulated on the tail of the nine bottles was compressed to an ultra-high density and directed toward the city.
It is a laser that instantly dissolved the demon's half in the outskirts of the Holy City of Sanctum.
That 's--
Citrie paid off with one hand.
"Become!?"
Yoko was just as surprised by this.
Because it was the strongest and fastest blow ever unleashed by omitting most of the spare motion to inflict a few times more magic than it did when attacking the demon and hit it with even greater certainty.
"That's just great. The back of my hand is a little paralyzed."
That's what Citrie says and waves flickering.
"... you bucket of shit"
"Oh, that's mutual..."
"Eat it! Ooh!"
In the middle of Citrie's words, white Asia descended (...) and came (...) at super high speeds from above (...).
White Ash, swirling over the final floor and accelerating to the maximum, poured gravitational and curing magic on herself and stormed the city.
Citrie readily accepted such an assault of white abandonment.
"─ What?
White Ya didn't know what it meant and was wolfish.
Because despite storming at a rate not strange if a few hundred metre class crater could be formed, Citrie took on the White Dragon giant with its fine arms.
And at her feet, no shock had been transmitted at all.
"This is the floor my husband made for me. So I don't want you to destroy it too much."
Citrie took the wah (...) wah (...) wah (...) bah (...) to avoid leaving a giant crater on this floor made by Hart.
She was aware of White Asia's behavior.
And we were able to avoid a white-air rush.
But Citrie used antigravity magic to reduce the speed and weight of white Asia.
She was taking her head gently to further reduce the load on White Asia's body.
That's the first move I've ever made with an overwhelming difference in strength.
"Let go of me!
White Asia, who was grabbed by the head and could not escape, slammed its tail against the citrie.
A blow from the tail of the white dragon that struck the demon Guscion.
─ ─ This was even the equivalent of a toy game to Citrie today.
"Here's what kids who (...) did (...)!
Citrie, who took his hand off White Asia's head and instead grabbed the tail he had headed for at high speed, swung the White Dragon giant and threw it toward Yoko.
"─ Huh!? Sorry!
Yoko avoided White Asian bodies flying at high speeds.
"Fu Jiu!
White Ya flew to the wall of the floor far away, crashing into the wall and screaming.
"I just had to give you back the back of my hand."
"What?"
There was a smiling demon king with a decopin as Yoko reacted to his voice and looked back as he watched White Asia thrown at him by the citrie.
"Right?"
"Fuguuuuuu!!
Between the eyebrows of the nine-tailed fox, the world's strongest decopin was knocked in, and the yolk was blown to the edge of the floor, as was White Asia.
Just before Citrice's finger hit him, Yoko tried to prevent it by deploying a thousand layers of magic barrier on his forehead, which made little sense.
"Do you still want to do it?
Demon King Citrie approaches Yoko and White Ya falling near the wall of the floor.
"Not yet... not yet, we haven't lost"
"Oh, my God, there's nothing wrong with that."
It was two people who managed to get up, but their bodies were trembling.
The tremor is due to the damage done, and fear.
"Really... right? My husband's reward, woohoo, what a lovely sound. I know how it hurts that you guys can't give up. But..."
Citrie made a chunk of magic appear on her right hand side.
It is a mass of death in which the most powerful demon king in history has increased his power to the extreme and managed to embody it successfully.
"Sometimes giving up is the key."
Citrine overheads the mass of death.
"Ah, ah, ah!
"Yes, no, I don't... and I don't want to die!!"
Yoko and White Asia watched their future die.
"Don't worry. He said those who died in this dungeon could be revived again and again with the help of their husbands."
A smiling citrie waved down.
Death strikes yolks and whites...
"Yes, that's it."
Hart, who appeared before the yolks, received a mass of death.