Manowa

The meaning of the word despair is in front of us.

Byrne Arkalas, a rank B adventurer in the city of Sicily, felt that way.

"Hey, are you alive?"

"I don't know..."

I hear voices from the side. The opponent was the board of the party Skull Hunter. Having been devoured of all his companions in front of him, he was now frightened with a frightened face, just in the order in which he was devoured. And Byrne thinks that would be the same for him. My body doesn't move. It's almost like a state of pseudo-death with injected poison, and I can't move around tied to spider threads. I can't help but hope that it will at least take away my consciousness.

"Help, not yet."

Someone else whimpers at the words. Oh, you still cry...... and Byrne squeaks in his heart.

Twelve people live, including Byrne himself. Eleven people have been eaten in the last four days. He sucked fluid in front of me, and now he's dried up and rolling on the spot. It was the demons who would be the spiders bosses in front of them who did it. Burns, the adventurers were the meal of this spider boss.

Byrne didn't know, but the demon seems to be Araknewired. It was a giant, ugly monster with a feminine upper body on the part of the spider head that could follow other Mad Spiders and upper species Madness Spiders.

The thread released by this Arachnewire is sharp, and he says it cleaves easily, such as a person's body. I later heard that explanation and understood that it was probably the work of this demon that tore apart the entire body of Byrne's fellow Jash, but now I couldn't think of revenge or anything else.

If begging for mercy helps, I wanted to. Byrne thinks it's okay to drool your head, lick your shoes, crawl down and show your belly that you're the one who killed your buddy. But the target is a demon. You can't even understand the meaning of the word "pity" or something like that in a person's world.

The fact that Byrne is now alive is just simply preserved as food. It's just that if you die, you'll rot...

Now Byrne is just a pathetic piece of meat to pray that the order of Arachnewire's meals is delayed.

"Help... I think you're here"

Someone said so potpourrily. And that's never unfounded language.

"That's all the spiders are gathering."

There were hundreds of Mad Spiders in front of us. That was already a number I didn't think I could win trying to stand up to twice as many soldiers. And it's only five days since they left the city. I reported to the Adventurer Guild that I will be back in about three days for the first time due to the way things are going this time, but it is supposed to take about a week to crusade and other things in Zara. Even if Minciana's crusade expedition decides, it can't come in such a short period of time.

"then rank s adventurer"

That was all I could say about hope. Rank S, which is the same adventurer but has comparable capabilities to the military and is recognised as a being completely separate from ourselves. They had heard that it had made its way to the abandoned capital of Muraj about a week ago.

The Minciana army won't make it. No other adventurer can beat the number of this demon. If so, then we have no choice but to live in rank S. That was the only hope, the food for their lives now.

"hehe, I hope you come"

But I have to say that's also a pale expectation. Midnight surprises are enough demons to capture rank B's own alive. I was wondering if even if Rank S could handle this by itself...

It was when the Byrnes held such a notion of giving up. It happened.

All of a sudden, a whimpering noise sounded and a strange appearance occurred in a group of spiders away from the Burns.

"Explosion? No, the soil was decided, and you flew"

That's what the board says. Soot smoke was rolling up again where the explosion seemed to have occurred, and the Mad Spiders were blowing up again.

The adventurers look round at how the earthen smoke rises with the repeated roaring noises.

"What? What's happening!?

Byrne was helped by that change...... I didn't think so. I could only recognize that the destruction had just rolled up there.

But things don't end the way they are.

Then all of a sudden, a ray of light descended from the sky into the earth.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

All too often, Byrne had to do was scream. The rush of light with its faint heat instantly evaporates the Mad Spiders. And the light was flowing sideways as it was, and Mad Spiders, who could not evaporate, were burning up, and a muscle of flaming walls were formed.

"What... is that...?

Someone took a breath. No, that could have been everyone on the spot drinking.

Something huge comes down from the sky. Something will come that would have made the light fall.

It was wearing big black wings.

It covered his whole body with a cloak made of flames, and surrounded it with rainbow aurora.

It was a golden giant in a stern mask, dripping red lotus hair.

And the giant had six arms, and two giant swords of the same height as his own, and another two meters in the other arms, a sword made of red crystal.

Above all, it slowly descended into the sea of fire with an overwhelming sense of intimidation.

"What the... what's that monster?

No one can respond to that word. But that's all I know. He said he wasn't as easy as he could call himself an ally. He said he was a terrible being who came down to ravage everything he was on this scene.

But the Mad Spiders who were around the golden giants didn't seem to cower. It was the flames that surprised him, but when he saw the golden giant, he immediately surrounded him and simultaneously spit out the spider's thread to its golden giant. And dozens of threads released instantly cover the giant white.

Someone sighed when they saw the sight. Maybe I had the feeling that... Or if I could escape into the gap where that monster is raging around... I can't help it if I'm tied to spider thread more than I was, but I guess I felt a little hope was cut off there.

But that sigh of disappointment is replaced by a scream of fear.

The flames erupted suddenly from the inside of the sole, which was already like a white cocoon, burning the cocoon all at once. And that's really where the Burns were stunned.

"Nevaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!! '

A fierce, and somewhere girl's voice, unbalanced, roaring like a sound of fear echoes on the spot.

That's not all. An unusual intimidation (pressure) was unleashed at the same time by the giant, not as much as I had felt until just now. And I guess that's even affecting the realm of physics. The foot of the golden giant is oppressed to form a crater, and now the Mad Spiders are being driven back by fear.

"Oh, oh."

Byrne understood that tears were pouring out of his eyes with Dobadova, but he couldn't stop. It is also inevitable that you are incontinent.

He understood. That even if that giant triumphed, we wouldn't have tomorrow.

I've come to understand that beings who take concepts like fear and despair as a form of reality are the worst demon kings that won't stop until they destroy everything.

As Byrne watched with a heart of fear, the Golden Demon King shouted even more, shaking up the sword in his right hand.

And he showed up.

Before the Demon King, a giant orga stood softly that would be bigger around the lid than a coarse orga.

It was a giant orga of pitch-black all over, with white wings flanked to pair with the demon king's black wings. When the orga was Marutai, he carried a giant black stick and was royal. Furthermore, there was a herd of black orgasms lined up around it that exceeded twenty.

But that didn't end there.

When the Demon King went on to cast his left sword into heaven, a demon cube appeared in the air this time.

It was countless rains of bones, bones and bones that emerged from it. It poured down to the ground so much that they would be worn out and small mountains, and with it the giant statue of Minotaur also descended to the earth.

No matter, it just can't be over. The spilled bones gathered together with the caracallas to shape themselves and transformed themselves into giants of a huge collection of skeletons, and the statues of Minotaurs standing side by side suddenly, wondering if they had been wrapped in a pitch-black flame, wrapped in black armor and moved as if their lives had dwelt.

And there appeared 24 alien giants and 23 black orgasms.

The appearance is just different and beauty. An army of demons unknown to men. The captured adventurers will not forget today. We will never forget the sight of an absolutely superior species presence in the biological world manifesting itself in the world.

And the Devil's Feast begins. It had already begun such a one-sided grand slaughter that the spiders, whom the Burns feared, seemed merely pathetic.