Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

Stay on your knees and pray, says Pope Golroana.

"You and I will be the selectors together, and if you want jihad, they will be. Know, however, that there will be no riding in your mouth truck. Even if we lose with strength, we cannot break this heart of prayer."

From that clean look, I can feel the unwavering will.

"You will never reach the Book of Leiberschneid."

"I'm sorry, but when you say that, it makes me want to hear it out."

Look down at him, and I'll return the word.

"So? How long are you gonna be praying? You're not going to fight me while I sit down."

"Is there anything inconvenient?

Only don't break the prayer attitude and Golroana tells you to sing it up.

"Ho."

"I am this Pope of Giordal, Golroana dello Giordal. He who bestows the title of salvation over the chosen God. We will never lack a prayer to God in this country until that day when salvation will come to the ground"

On his knees, he stares at me.

"Please, don't hesitate. This body will be protected by God's miracles and will destroy all misery."

"Interesting. Then I won't hesitate to let you do it"

At the same time as words, a huge magic formation is built on the floor.

What emerged was a pitch-black flame, which chains, tying Golroana's body on her knees.

"" Jail Flame Chain Tied Magic Formation (Zola e Dipt) "

When the prison flame chain (Very Ensa) burns up black, it builds a magic formation for exercising great magic.

"Thou shalt know fear. You can't tie a god to anyone."

A divine light gathers in Golroana's chosen alliance pearl.

I wonder if there was a fire in its center, and a 3D magic formation is painted on the Alliance Pearl.

It overlaps and is laminated.

The swelling magic reached the realm of God in an instant.

Strange tones echo, and the fork columns echo.

The sound increased the volume, and Ron, Ron, and the unfamiliar investigation were played.

God manifests himself so as to cover the back of the Pope.

"Gospel, come. Selected Summoning of the Temple of God (Guara Nate Forteos)"

It was the long-haired God wrapped around a pale coat that sounded and appeared with Loon.

"-"

A manifested God descends upon Golroana's body so that it is inhaled.

The Pope's magic swelled and his body, tied to the < prison flame chain tying magic formation (Zola e Dipt) >, swayed like a mirage and disappeared.

Ron, along with the investigation, Golroana's body appears behind me, about ten meters away.

"Gospel God Dordy Red"

That's what Arcana says and lines up next to me.

"The chosen God of Pope Golroana. The Dordy Red figure who directs the sound is the sound itself"

"Hmm. Be reasonable. You mean you can't tie it up in chains or flames? By the way."

Drop your gaze on Arcana.

"How's that wound Diedrich hit you with?

"Recovered"

"Then we'll both clean it up."

Draw a magic formation and unleash the magic of < Vacuum Zone (Badrom) >.

The room turned into a vacuum, and the silence beyond the sound engulfed the perimeter.

But as we defeat it, the gospel sounds with Loon.

If that examination echoes and resonates with the pillars of the fork one after the other, the room will be full of magic.

The evangelical god Dordy Red is the god of sound. For that reason, it seems that every time you echo and resonate with that fork column, your magic will multiply.

"On the Day of Resurrection, the doomed faithful, with the Gospel, will have a life of provisional beginnings. Oh, great God, thank you for your miracle."

Like prayer, Golroana sings it up.

"The Book of the Gospel, first movement."

Ron, every time the sound sounds with Ron, those with swords similar to Golroana's pale coat and fork appear in front of them.

That's three or three in total.

"Even in a vacuum, the gospel sounds. As long as that noise sounds, Dordy Red is immortal."

Arcana says.

"I see. But that's unusual. Voice magic."

I guess due to the changes in the gospel, we draw magic formations of sounds and activate magic.

It is activated by high or low sound, pronunciation, tone, etc. It is less user-friendly than the general magic formation.

Construct a phonetic magic formation. That is, because if we do not finish the chant, the magic will not be exercised.

But apparently, in the order of the Gospel God, you're doing that chant in an instant.

"You may see it, nonconformist. They are historical popes, making themselves believers who have continued to pray to God in this geordal. Before the miracle of God, you must just lie down."

Zach kicked the ground, and the dead, resurrected by < Believer Rebirth (Egredo) >, waved a fork sword and burst into me.

"On a snowstorm night, everything freezes"

Arcana blew snowflakes all around him, freezing the lower body of the attacking dead with cold air.

"Hmm. If historical popes have returned from the land of the Yellow Springs, let's ask with all due respect"

To the dead, who are sealed in motion, I throw words.

"What this country aspires to is harmony with Dilheid or not. State your thoughts."

Not to mention the answer, but the dead of < Believers Rebirth (Egredo) > sound the fork sword and sing the psalm.

The phonetic magic formations sounded powerful anti-magic, breaking the frozen ice into pieces.

Still in a blizzard of blizzard, the dead wave up and thrust their fork swords.

"Don't ask about the obvious. Only the sorrow of the dead will bind them. Apart from offering prayers and psalms to God, there's no way the Pope would wish for this country."

"A ghost who only fulfills his grief."

A pink lightning bolt wraps around my right hand.

It swelled up and flew around as if to fill the indoors.

Original magic < Demon Black Thunder Emperor (Girasd) > shot through, the three dead leave no bones, and vanish.

"The doomed, that is, are immortal. You can't destroy them again."

Ron, the gospel sounds with Ron, and once again the dead of < Believers Rebirth (Egredo) > are resurrected.

"On the second rebirth, the doomed believers unload God upon themselves. Numerous gods will appear here, pay for darkness, and the world will be filled with light"

When historical popes paint magic formations, they use < possessory summons (Azept) >.

Magic power rose to the wrong digits.

"Mirahi Ide Jism, the god of sound"

Three or three popes point their forked swords at us.

A mass of sound accompanied by magic was emitted simultaneously.

"Snow falls, lights the ground"

The falling snowflakes became the junction that protected us, blocking the sound chunks.

"Before three or three popes and three or three gods, all things will break their knees and drool their heads. Believe me, heretical people. Believe me, God's cause. Just pray and you'll be saved."

As Golroana sang up, the forked swords of the Popes sounded even stronger and resonated.

With the power of the evangelical god Dordy Red, its phonetic magic formations are enhanced.

"Book of the Gospel, 2nd movement."

A mass of sound splits the dragon's roar as hard as it does, trying to push the junction between the Mississippi and the snowflake.

"Sounds like quite a few devout popes though. But were you truly giving everything to God by fulfilling it?

"Don't ask about the obvious. There is no private lust for a pope who thinks of his country."

Pope Golroana returns the words.

"Then you bet? I will now reveal the Pope's personal desire. If I win, they'll tell me where (where) the trace god is. If you lose, I'll give you Arcana."

"I thought you said I wouldn't be in your truck."

"If you scratch me with one scratch, I don't care if you win. Then I'll give you Dillhayd."

I painted the magic team.

Small the pope exhaled and looked at this one.

Another push?

"You seem confident in the song. Then let's just say this one responds only to the battle over the hymn. I will wipe out this bond immediately."

Then the Pope said.

"In the name of Almighty Brilliance, let us swear here"

Signature of the contract (Zect) is established with that word.

At the same time, Arcana erased the snowflake line.

Sacred Sound Dragon Spit (Xavioz) wielded fierceness and was attacked, but there was already a magic whistle on my right hand side created with.

"< Magic Flute Offset (Goldross) >"

With magic, hymn songs overflow from it.

An investigation performed from the Magic Flute will offset the sound and sound collide and cause it to disappear.

"Hmm. Quite effective instead of rushing. Again, only to hit the sound"

Saying, give that demon whistle to Arcana.

"Use."

When Arcana takes the magic whistle, she mouths it and starts with a hymn song.

The junction that inhibited the Sacred Sound Dragon Vomiting (Xavioz) was strengthened one step at a time.

Artieltonoa shines and illuminates, as if to shine a light on her.

The brilliance of silver slid through the ceiling and a bridge of light was cast from the ceiling to the ground.

Slowly < Creation Moon > descends.

As the light of the half moon approaches, it envelops the magic whistle.

"Drinking on the moon, waiting for the snowmelt, a new figure appears"

Artieltonoa and the Magic Flute mix, and the Magic Flute of God is born there, with the power of.

When Arcana breathes in, the creation and the music quickly extinguishes the < Sacred Sound Dragon Throw (Xavioz) > emitted by three forked swords.

Still the momentum of the inquiry did not cease, and the chunks of sound emitted by God's magic whistle swallowed up the popes, causing them to disappear.

"Next up is Doldy Red, be ready"

Arcana blows a demon whistle.

A divinely frightening inquiry echoes, and that strikes the gospel.

The sound of Roon interfered with the examination of the magic whistle, and the gospel was slightly smaller than earlier.

"... ku..."

Golroana, who possesses the Gospel God, distorts his expression.

"Hmm. Apparently, this is working. I can't believe I'm not running to my own personal lust to stop praying for my own cuteness."

Eating up his teeth, Golroana keeps praying only.

"... I thought you said the doomed were immortal..."

Ron, the gospel sounds with Ron, and again the dead of < Believer Rebirth (Egredo) > are resurrected with the god of sound.

"On the third rebirth, the doomed faithful consecrate a psalm to God. Inherited and divine examination will be the burning fire of God who burns down the scourge"

The three or three popes who have unloaded God sound a clean voice and sing up their psalms in high spirits. They resonated and built multiple overlapping phonetic magic formations.

A divine pillar of flame rises to cover our surroundings.

That narrows the range slightly so as to push the sound of the Arcana's demonic whistle.

"Thou hast said. Why can we keep praying so much? The Redeemer answered. I am not praying alone, but here is the prayer of those who have believed in God before, of those who have gone to God. Oh, the Redeemer sings. with the former dead. When that divine examination is the salvation, burning everything against God, singing flames."

Golroana sings up in good spirits.

In doing so, the singing flames gain momentum, and if they crush the sound of the demonic whistle, they try to burn us down.

"Hmm. Music is still good for everyone to sing and play. I totally agree with that, Golroana."

Follow the connected magic line and fly.

"Do you hear me, Demon King Choir? Just the right time has come. Let's just say one thing here about how much love works for God"

"'' Ha!! Master Anos!!

The voices of Ellen and the others who kept him waiting at Demon King's Castle echo.

"Sing. Give me your love."

"'' Ha no!! Master Anos!!

"" Love Domain (Gardo Ask) "

The magic that sinks into the abyss of Ellen's love and converts its thoughts into magic, which is the < Mad Love Zone (Gard Ask) >.

So much love that approached the madness of the Demon King's Choir changed its appearance, and the overflowing pitch-black light crept into me as if viscous, wrapping a vortex around me.

"The Book of the Gospel, third movement."

"Then this one is"

Tell Pope Golroana to pray.

"Demon King Hymn No. 6:" Neighbor ""

Arcana immediately plays the accompaniment of her neighbor with a demonic whistle.

Its whistle, with the power of, will be able to create all kinds of music.

"Before prayer all shall be crouched, before God, all shall fall down. This singing flame will burn you and pluck away your sins"

Burning singing flames swallowed me and Arcana.

And the fierce flames go up into heaven, and when they break through the ceiling, they reach even the ceiling.

Exactly that is the flame of God.

It was the fire of purification, which plunged everything in the world, leaving no ashes.

"Oh, blame me. Your sins burn away with singing flames - nah............!?

Golroana opens her eyes.

In the flames, I guess I heard a voice delivered following < Thought Communications (Leaks) >.

The muddy < Mad Love Zone (Gard Ask) > light swelled and rotted the flames.

I didn't even bear one of the burns.

"Oh, God, I can't believe there's a world."

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!

The ghosts, who had previously concentrated on singing the psalm, merely tried to fulfill their grief in the moment, screamed and blew away.

They are invaded by sticky black light and rot.

Golroana to the sight, just keep an eye out and doubt his ears.

Even the flames and the dead corrode, terribly corrupt.

Because of love, it corrupts only the goal.

If we speak only of the power of simple corrosion, we may approach the blood of the Demon King as well.

Fucking hell, which one's up there?

"... so many songs that my predecessors... the dead... forgot their prayers and psalms...!?

"Are you convinced?

"... yet, the certainty... Reflectively, I just screamed... What is private personal greed..."

"Then let me remind you."

"ku ik, ku ik, ku ik woo."

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, god!!!

That's something like the current pope?

Golroana remains in a prayer position and endures the raging light of < Mad Love Zone (Gardo Ask) >.

Thus, he sang a psalm in order to counter it with singing flames.

Historical Popes also resonate with the psalms in prayer after prayer, hitting me and Arcana again.

"Your psalms aren't bad either. But praying is not enough. It's about getting excited."

Accompanied by the magic whistle played by Arcana, the Demon King hymn now echoes.

"This one's got a swing!

Kick the ground like you ride music.

"Don't open it."

"Because!!!

My positive-fisted poke wrapping around the Mad Love Zone blows God's singing flame.

"Don't open it."

"Because!!!

Pulling right at the same time, left, the rolling positive fist thrust binds up the pitch-black < Mad Love Zone (Gardo Ask) > and blows up the dead of < Believer Rebirth (Egredo) >.

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!

"but ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

"Don't open it, it's a forbidden gate."

"Shit!! Shh!! Shh!!

Three more strikes.

Before the Demon King hymn, their psalm plays and flies.

"... Bullshit, that's stupid, God's psalm..."

"Like this, like this, to a forbidden song no no no......!!?

Seeing the screaming dead, Golroana has a startling look on her face.

"O... fearful... forefathers. What should I be afraid of? Those who perish once will not perish. You who have been invited to God are the earliest, the immortal."

Seeing one dead man completely corrupted and disappeared, Golroana ceases.

"... not resuscitated... why...?

"Don't you see?"

Me and Arcana stood before Golroana, who prays only.

The Demon King choir song is sounding.

"It's ku ik, ku ik, ku ik woo"

".................. I don't know....................."

"I mean, I don't know why, but it's fun, so it's fine. The song awakened the true thoughts they had in this moment. Buddha."

"... Cheng... Buddha..."

"Pope. Just for the sake of the country, people can't live. Everyone has a heart. Forget the fun and just keep praying, what is life"

"No way -"

They opened their forbidden gates.

Swing your right fist up as you wish.

"Be prepared. I'm gonna put a contraindication key in your mind next."

Don't go in there.

"Holy shit!

The magic whistle sounds and < Mad Love Zone (Gardo Ask) > wraps around his fist.

A protruding positive fist poke blows the evangelical god Dordy Red.

"Ha..."

My right fist pierces Golroana's dovetail, which is supposed to be the sound itself, and lifts his body forcefully.

Sound to sound, love to God.

And the Magic Flute, and the choreography of "Neighbor," do corrode the Gospel God without attacking.

Don't go in there.

"... stop... don't... make that sound to the gospel - oh, my God rots...!?

"Holy shit!

The left fist slaps the pope in the abdomen again and breaks into his corporeal letters.

"Don't let me in, it's the key to contraindication."

"… the gospel disappears……"

"Holy shit! Come on!! WHY AHHHHHHHH!!!

Slap < Mad Love Domain (Gardo Ask) > wrapped around both fists in the face of the pope.

The pope blew back so he could play, snapped a few columns, hit the wall, and finally stopped.

I don't know if it's the gospel.

The evangelical god Dordy Red rots away and perishes.

I said to the Pope, who lost the power of God.

"Did you think a song without choreography would sound to me?"