"Ha ha."

Leaking a dry laugh, Nousgaria wakes herself up slowly.

"Fear? You think you give fear? to me, God."

That gaze turns quietly towards me.

"Oh, what a pointless, worthless, futile word to throw up, Anos Voldigord"

He walks this way as if it wasn't beaten up or anything.

"God is order. Absolute existence for demons, humans, spirits, and all other things that live in this world. It makes sense in this world. A life like yours just follows order, lives, and dies. Being angry with God is pointless. Not to mention the pointless extremes of trying to give fear"

Strictly, Nousgaria raises her hands.

"Let me give you wisdom, Monkey. We are nothing. No anger, no grief. God is immortal, and therefore not even alive. So there's no fear, it just keeps being the reason for this world."

"Hmm. Don't you have a head to understand the word" God "

To God the Heavenly Father, who turns his arrogant gaze, I utter words as I command.

"I said I wouldn't let that happen."

"What do you think order is afraid of? What you're saying is, you're angry that things burn, you're angry that they burn, you're threatening them."

"Exactly. In front of me, I won't allow you to burn on your own because you lit it. Reasonable, orderly, but it's my way of carving fear."

"Ha ha."

Nousgaria emits a dry laugh again.

"O fool who spits in heaven. Take punishment for disobeying order. Look at God."

As always, Nousgaria emits the Word of God who performs miracles.

His body was engulfed in visible light, and his magic swelled up out of digits.

Its appearance changes so that the body of the Yale Domed Demon clan he took over is turned upside down.

Golden hair and burning red demon eyes.

On its back emerges a wing of light composed of particles of magic.

d, go, go, go, gowo and the ground sounded, and Delzoguedo trembled violently.

Unstoppable magic is overflowing from Nousgaria.

It just exists, mixes the air and rocks the castle as well.

It resembles Jerga's magical body, but it's clearly something else.

As if immense magic possessed mass, it was shaping the true figure of God, its divine body.

"Avos Dilhevia has not mastered the Reasonable Sword. But most of the 3D magic formations inscribed on the Delzogate have been rewritten, and that's not in your hands right now either. It is not possible to destroy God without His power."

Standing on the spot, Nousgaria turned her red demon eye towards me.

"Before order, all is futile and enlightened, Anos Voldigord"

"What are you talking about"

When I said so, Singh walked out in front of me.

"God and order are only boring rules of play before me. Nousgaria, instead of challenging me, you can't even touch this right arm."

Sin cuts the sky with his right hand and draws a magic formation.

He pulled the slaughter sword Gneodoros out of its center as he wrapped around a disastrous stream of magic.

"I extend my profound gratitude to you, my generous Lord."

Put Gneodoros loose, Singh said.

"I have given you the opportunity to avenge my late wife with this hand."

"Destroy without mind. Don't worry about later."

Heading to Nousgaria, Singh set up the Devil's Sword with one hand.

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There are two big things you have to do.

Destroy the Heavenly Father God Nousgaria without destroying the order of this world.

Without destroying Mass, destroy Avos Dilhevia.

In the rear, Ray and Avos Dilhevia confront each other.

But I look into the abyss of Nousgaria with two demonic eyes, without joining forces.

Be careful, lurk at its roots, as if to reveal everything.

"I tell the obscure Demon King and the fierce sword of the slayer of God"

Highly Nousgaria raised her voice.

"To you wretched men, the doom of God."

A miracle dwelling voice strikes us.

Sin pulled out the plundering sword Giglionojes with his left hand, faster than the sound, and cut off the word of God.

The figure of Sin, kicked to the ground, appears in front of Nousgaria already in the next moment.

Sooner than he could say anything, the Slashing Sword was piercing its heart.

But Nousgaria is not passing by with any intent, not even a drop of blood from its body.

"God's body is absolute"

At that moment, Sin's magic was rendered powerless.

"Kamikaze Sword - Hidden Two,"

It's a blade that kills God and destroys order.

The sword body of the sword of the slashing god, wrapped in wavy magic particles and stained with red and black, is pushed into the chest of Nousgaria.

"... Gu, huh..."

Blood overflows from his heart, and his root is determined by Reaper.

"... the fierce sword of God's killing... the foolish man... poor devil's sword..."

The spilled Nousgarian blood drips onto the floor.

Suddenly, it glowed golden.

No, it was burning.

The flowing blood becomes a golden flame and rises from the floor well.

"Be judged by the flames of God."

The several flames that erupt hang on the sin and scorch itself.

Though it wraps around anti-magic, it cannot prevent the flames of God, and his lacquered black armor melts.

Singh pulled the slaughter sword Gneodoros out of Nousgaria, and tore open the golden flame that burned us.

Once again the body of God turned, and Gneodoros ran like a flash, but now he slashes the sky.

Nousgaria appeared in a remote location, as if it had also traveled instantaneously.

"Destroy."

Nousgarian eyes emitted a red glow, and the next moment, Singh's body was inflamed.

It is a flame of pale silver. His face is slightly distorted.

"The flame of God gives sinners all the pain of the world. Thy fire of mercy that thou mayest repent of thy sins. Every second the agony increases, and in one minute we end that acquittal. What awaits is the complete doom of the roots, that is, salvation."

"Hmm. I see, it's like a curse. As long as you get into the sight of that demonic eye, do you mean you will continue to be burned by the flames of God? Condemning it takes a minute to complete the curse is a pretty good excuse."

Though scorched by the flames of silver, Sin instantly stuffed himself into Nousgaria, flashing his looting sword Giglionojes into his demonic eye. The looting sword, if you cut off your eyes, takes away your sight.

But the golden flame rises and holds back its sword, as if it were a shield.

Not to mention saying he'll run out of calculations, Singh takes a step further and catches Nousgaria's back with his right elbow. It also stopped the flames, but at the same time Singh jumped into his blind spot.

But the flames of silver on Singh's body will not go away.

"There is no blind spot in God's demonic eye. Absolutely not."

A golden flame gathers in the hands of Nousgaria, which burns Sin's body.

As it was, the flames began to visualize the shape of the sword.

"And judgment will be delivered at the Divine Sword Road Yuye. Know that the fierce sword of the slayer of God, even the arm of the strongest swordsman of the Demon Nation, is equal to a prank before the sword of God."

The flame turned into a golden divine sword Lord Yuye.

It easily destroys the pitch-black armor, but Singh pulled himself off the brink and avoided the blade.

With a slight splash of blood, a piece of paper spills out of the ruined courtesy.

Two thousand years ago, this is the page of Fran the Fairy of Love that Leno gave him.

Sin slaughtered the sword and reached for it.

I made it a skewer so that the Divine Sword Road Yuye would fall ston directly from the top and stop sewing that hand on the floor.

"... cum..."

Blood seeps through the back of Singh's hand.

"Ha ha."

Dropping his gaze on that page that fell to the floor, Nousgaria spilled a dry laugh.

"You stupid fierce sword. Did you want love so much by then? Pathetically, your love is due to God's miracle. At the time Avos Dilhevia was born, his role is over by the way"

Still staring at Singh's body with its red demon eyes, Nousgaria said.

"The time to plead not long will come to an end. Pass away with penance, the fierce sword of God's slaying. Your sin is not to thank God for that love."

A few seconds left.

The flames of silver burn down the roots of Sin...

On the brink of it, his appearance disappeared neglectfully.

Even though it was pierced to stop sewing in Road Yuyeh, Sin escaped from it with ease.

- I'm not stupid.

My voice, it sounded.

If Nousgaria slowly turned her eyes to it, a hooded girl stood at the entrance between the thrones.

Next to it, there's Singh.

He stared at the girl.

"It wasn't a miracle. Finally figured it out."

Behind the hood, I saw Amber's eyes.

I saw it somewhere someday, the glow of the old Great Spirit.

"My husband is the right arm of the Demon King. That sword never missed a word of yours. Sin hasn't got your word. I never heard the word of God!

Wrapped in a light of pale green, its hood is exposed to the wind all the time.

The revealed hair is as beautiful as a clear lake, with six feathers on its back.

The girl, dressed in an unclean jade dress, is still the great spirit of Mother, who is still told in her inheritance.

Leno was there.

"Sin's love was always on its chest. The love I taught you, the love you grew up with me, is not tainted by God's miracles or anything. You're the one who made the mistake. It wasn't a miracle!

Nousgaria turns her gaze to Leno.

The eyes of the guy who said there was no anger or sadness seemed to emit a dark glow somewhere.

From the gaze of that demonic eye, Sin stood up to protect her.

"... Leno..."

Leno grinned nicholly as if one day to Singh, who turned slightly back.

"... I've come to keep my word, Sin. Sorry, I've kept you waiting for 2,000 years..."

He shook his head quietly beside him, and Singh set up a looting sword.

"Let's go get it back. Mass is not the Son of God."

Singh laughed, and said.

"It's our child"

When Leno nodded, Singh kicked the ground.

She puts her hands in front of her and draws a magic formation.

After two thousand years, the Great Spirit resurrected to convey love.

And beside them is his companion, the king of the Spirits.

The two are not threatened, they are not lost, they challenge the perpetrators of the tragedy that lies before them.

To take back into its hands my dear Son, who was once taken from me by God...