Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

The vertical hole in Etilt Havé...

It was a stone pedestal and a place where the tablets were lined up tightly.

Tons of debris pile up on the edge and mountains form.

Above the pedestal are a variety of stone swords, harps, hats, and shoes. Most of them were damaged, and some of them did not retain their original form.

That stone sculpture, which feels sad, would be a tomb mark.

Set in a vertical hole, this is an ancient cemetery where people slept even longer than they did two thousand years ago.

The fan union girls get up all the time, overlooking them.

The area is huge.

They came here looking for the widest part of the vertical hole.

"You stink of burning."

Jessica said.

Something smells like burning, drifting from afar.

"As Naya's Wand of Knowledge said, the Demon King didn't set fire to it."

"Right..."

The ruins in the Royal Palace basement are adjacent to each of the multiple vertical holes, which are connected by narrow horizontal holes.

Looking at it as a whole, it's pretty big.

There's plenty of places to hide.

Bomilus decided it would be a hassle to chase with a large number of Demon King's College students, and he was going to burn down the vertical hole.

Black smoke increases with every chase of time.

The road that leads to the earth must be turning into a sea of fire.

There is no other way to return alive from here than to defeat Bomilus, king of the devil.

The fan union girls back to back with each other and alert to all directions.

From the top of the vertical hole, the red flame caught on.

The crimson sun burns far overhead as it makes a shitty noise.

Hihihihihi, and a flaming body sprinkled with firepowder and laughed reveals itself.

"Did you hide here? Cemetery. Just the right place to die."

Bomilus, king of magic, descended to the ground, shaking every flame of his body.

He shines his magic eyes on the girls who hold the spear in their hands.

"Where did the others flee? Hmm?"

On the spot, there are only eight fan union girls.

No matter where I looked in the vast cemetery, there was no sign of the other students.

"Where do you think?

"By now, have you escaped to the ground?

"Maybe they'll call for help soon?

"Don't you have to go looking for him?

The girls say it orally.

But Bomillas remains tarnished.

"It's impossible for heaven and earth to turn upside down, such as to escape from the rest. A demon tribe two thousand years ago, that's what everyone knew. I set foot in the rest of the territory, but at the end of the day, either I perish or I swear allegiance, that it's one in two."

Bomillas points his flaming fingertips at the girls.

"Spit out where the others are. Let's wait ten seconds. Only one person who vomited earlier will save your life."

Bomilus turns his gaze to Ellen.

Two thousand years ago, Bomilus, who had been through the Great War, was just a hundred wars of smelling.

Killing enough to freeze your heart and guts is in its demonic eye.

"What do you say?

"Cocksucker."

Ellen responded instantly, excluding Bomillas' killer.

"Huh. Do you think your people won't betray you? But trust is brittle and fragile. Especially before this king of magic."

Bomillas turns his gaze to Jessica.

The question is, I'm pregnant with death.

The tight air spreads around his flaming body, swallowing this place more and more.

"Proverbs Two"

It was a quick answer.

I don't know if it's a sign of death. They don't read the air.

"Its strength, how far does it go"

The Wizard King did his gaze on Nono next time.

"How's it going?

It was a question that would hold him back from above.

I guess he understands that very well, depending on Bomilus, whether he lives or dies.

The ruler of this place is undoubtedly himself.

Two thousand years ago, ruling Midhaze and terrorizing many demons, the King of Magic showed them how he was a champion, just as he was then.

"Bye, Proverbs IV"

"Don't fly. Okay, three, three."

"I mean, it's a proverb anyway, so why don't we all just say it?

"'Cause you're gonna bother asking me one at a time."

"Yeah, well, then you'd better buy some time."

"I, Proverbs Eight Topi"

"What the hell?"

Bomilus sighed and gave a frightened look.

His eyes seep with anger at those who belittle themselves.

"Totally frightening. It's a dead end to be standing there. In this life-threatening setting, if there is no tension, so be it. Precisely the polar of alarm."

Bomiras closed his eyes and shook his neck left and right as if it was a troubled one.

"Two thousand years ago, it would have been like a life without a roof."

"" "Proverbs Bebzdwow!!!

The fan union girls turned around and rushed in quickly, sticking out their spears.

"Guuuuuuu......!!

Eight spears pierce Bomillas' mouth.

"If it was 2,000 years ago, you'd be dead, wouldn't you?

"Yes, yes. If it's the real Root Death (Bebzud), it's completely anointed."

"A demon tribe 2,000 years ago, you're right off guard when you're kidding. Aren't you used to modern Nori?

Moment after moment, eight hands grew from the body of Gowowowow and Bomilus, wrinkling the pattern of the spear.

So I broke eight spears.

"" "KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

At the same time, that flame strikes the girls and burns their bodies.

Bouncing momentum. Flying, they collapsed on the spot with a bump.

"The rest is still warm. So let's just ask again. Where'd you get the others? If you don't throw up, I'll let you taste the pain of being burned alive and kill you miserably. Hmm?"

Eight girls who fell before Bomilus.

"... sweetly... don't look..."

One of them stands up.

It's Ellen.

"Even we can't do it so easily...!

Ellen releases a strong gaze.

The seven girls also raised their faces and put their will to fight in their eyes, although it was their bodies that could not wake them up.

"Go, guys!

"" "Ugh!

The girls drew the magic formation and put their hands at its centre.

The next weapon shows up.

Looking like a demon tribe two thousand years ago, Bomilus immediately turns his magic eye and peeks into the abyss of his specialty.

But Bomilus, who would have thought he couldn't be alarmed twice, just couldn't hide the affront.

Anyway, that's just a stick.

It is a wooden stick - an Anos stick - that has no philosophy whatsoever, sold in a certain city of Dilhayd.

"HI, HIHIHIHIHI, HIHAHAHAHAHAHAHA......!

The affront immediately turns into anger and a dark grin spills out of Bomylus.

"Wouldn't they eat the people who make them? I don't know what you mean, but I've never been so humiliated by this magical king."

If it's not a demon sword, or a magic fixture, it's not even a blade.

Being challenged with such a weapon would have been the first time in his life.

It's perfectly natural to take that as an insult.

"Enough is enough. I tried to do it after I captured them all, but Uluru is the Demon King Choir. Those who are loved by the tyrannical Demon King. Destroy them one by one and you will have good negotiations with the Demon King."

The flames were scattered from the flaming body, and Bomylus's body doubled up.

"By the time we destroy the five, that man and I are willing to respond to the rest of the story."

His gaze captures Ellen, the only one standing.

'Cause it's not supposed to happen first.'

Bomyrus' fiery hands burned well and swelled up threefold.

He waved his flaming arms in a momentum that burned them all down, not even through a stick of wood in his hand.

"... are you going to pull Master Anos's leg...!

Ellen sticks the anoth stick out into the center of its flaming hand.

A fierce pillar of flame rose as soon as possible.

"I regret insulting this Demon King while burned by a crimson flame -"

The victorious King of Magic, but halfway ended.

There is a black stain on the rising crimson flame, which rots and rots.

"............ hey, to...?

I thought the pillar of flame had completely corroded, and Ellen stood there with an anoth stick.

She does not suffer a single burn and has the sticky black light wrapped around that stick.

"Why? Like a stick like this, break it..."

The hand of Bomyrus' flame makes the anoth stick a scratch, putting much more effort into it.

"Break it? That's impossible!

"" "It's never gonna happen!!

Girls scream as one thoughts.

It was Bomilus who tried to break it with his strength to the point of awesomeness, but was invaded by the black light, whose hands, in turn, wore out and rotted off.

"... what the... what the...!? Stupid!! Scratch the rest of the flaming body with the magic of Koya Tsuruki..."

Bomillas let go of his hand from the anoth rod at the judgment of the eunuchs, and withdrew.

In that way, with its demonic eyes, I look to them.

"... this is from the brave......?

"Did you think love magic couldn't be used because you're a demon tribe"

Ellen wraps a sticky black light around the anoth stick and sticks it in.

"Oh my God, Bebzdwow!!

"Nooooooo......!!

You just didn't think you could take a direct hit, or Bomilus creates a cavity in the body of the flame to flame it and wave the right hand of the flame.

But Ellen took it with an anoth stick and corroded the flame.

"All of you... in the midst of the miscellaneous fish, do a clever imitation..."

Bomilus jumped up at and escaped between the anoth bars.

"But ever."

A huge magic formation is drawn in front of the King of Magic.

The aim is Ellen and the girls in the upside down fan union.

"Doom,"

A huge red sun emits momentum well.

It pulls the tail of the flame and sticks straight into Ellen.

"Guys... I don't have enough thoughts yet! Think of the anoth stick as the anoth... Take it!

The special training provided fan union girls with the opportunity to acquire the "Mad Love Zone (Gardo Ask)" on their own.

They drilled the magic even after they returned from the ground.

The source of their thoughts is insanely loyal.

When using Arnos the Demon King, the object of loyalty is the same as the object of magic, so its effects can be maximized.

But when it comes to concentrating on Ellen < Mad Love Zone (Gard Ask) >, she's not on her own.

Anos, the subject of loyalty, and Ellen, the subject of magic, are badly inefficient.

Originally, it shouldn't be decent power, but they got over it with an amazing idea.

That's that anoth stick.

Ellen holds that stick, which is similar in name to Anos the Demon King, and yet, like idolatry, delivers allegiance to Ellen and the stick, and to the Lord that lies ahead. Via Ellen.

Indirect thoughts are weak. They repainted the common sense.

That's exactly what I'd call a divorce.

More than anything else, it would be an analogous and hilarious imagination that just has a similar name, that alone can make that stick look like Anos the Demon King.

Maybe they have something that the Demons didn't have two thousand years ago.

"Indirectly."

When Ellen puts up the anoth stick, in the same way seven girls put up the anoth stick.

The girls pointed their tips at the impending Jail Flame Cannon (Geo Glades).

"" "Oh my god, Geogreche!!!

The sticky black light mimics the sun and collides with red.

The flames are scattered violently and corroded rust splashes all around them.

The clash between the Jail Fire Cannon (Geo Glades) and the Mad Love Zone (Gardo Ask) is almost mutual, no, slightly pushed by Fan Union.

"... I can, I can...! Even we can fight the Demon King...!

"... this... stay..."

"... and take a breath..."

When their thoughts increase, worn out and red corrode.

"... all the time... just like..."

From far above the vertical hole, the red hotline concentrates on Bomylus.

Numerous large and small flames were spreading to cut off the exit.

That built the magic formation and let Bomillas pour down the heat of magic.

The sun completely corrodes the Jail Fire Cannon (Geo Glades) and pushes it straight to Bomilus.

Moments...

"" Coke Death Burning Fire (Aviastan Giara) "

The King of Magic is stained with a radiant crimson body.

The sticky light of the unleashed < Mad Love Zone (Gard Ask) > also burned out instantly as soon as it touched it.

"Now, let's treat you. Apparently, he was insulting me. I don't know how to apologize for that."

The flaming body of the Magic King becomes a sphere like the sun.

"I'll ash you in an instant so you don't have time to suffer"

A pile of debris scattered doggyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

Bomilus returns from the sphere to his normal body, and he does his gaze in that direction.

From beneath the rubble piled up like a mountain, a giant stone hand appeared.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

What emerged from inside was the Demon King's Castle, made of Creative Architecture (Ives).

That was growing hands and feet, standing up.

Gagong and Demon King Castle rock the giant and carve a step.

"I'm coming, Bomilus -"

Emilia's voice sounds.

It was a giant soldier who used the magic of Demon King's Army (Guys) and made it out of all the students at Demon King's College.