Avos Dilhevia's roots are shattered and scattered.
But at the next moment, a magic formation of < root regeneration (agronemut) > was painted in its body, and it was regenerated.
Her hand grabs my arm weakly.
"... it's not over yet..."
"I don't know if I'm going to win. It's not you."
She glows both her eyes with horror and laughs all the time.
"I am Avos Dilhevia, the demon king of tyranny, in the real son of Leno the Great Spirit. And -"
Avos Dilhevia opens his clenched fist.
There was a red jewel.
A jewel of the sword Ayr Alou, enclosed in Nousgaria.
"- I will destroy you, son of God."
The magic formations cover the red gems and activate the magic of the.
Shortly afterwards, the red gem rose in space.
"Grant God's wisdom to the obscure Demon King. The gods' plans will be absolute. Avos Dilhevia followed his ordained destiny and awakened here, giving him my word and becoming the Son of God"
From the gem, the voice of Nousgaria sounds.
He should have been robbed of his voice with a looting sword, but destroyed that logic in Venuzdonoa?
"The Son of God carried things according to the ordained plan of God, and put the sword of destruction in his hand. The order of doom, Abernius the God of Destruction, who was once corrupted into the land."
Gradually a crack enters the red gem, making a paring noise and smashing it.
It was in Nousgaria that he appeared on the spot, wrapped in pale light.
At the earliest possible time, he is unable to maintain the body of God, nor is he returning to the body of the Yale Domed Demon Nation.
But all the faces showed arrogance that I just didn't say what I wanted.
"Now is the time to wake up"
Nousgaria raises both arms.
At the same time, Avos Dilhevia whispers.
"Anos Voldigord"
She moved her right hand slightly with the sword of annihilation.
"… I still have everything…"
At the same time as the words, she was stabbing the sword into her own chest, into its roots.
The magic of Avos Dilhevia is sent to the Righteous Sword.
Goh, goh, goh, goh, woh. Delzoguedo began to tremble.
"Once upon a time, the demon king of tyranny had corrupted the God of Destruction into this land, which was illuminating the world with an order of destruction. The God of Destruction, Aberniyu, was overridden with the Demon King's Castle del Zoguedo and the miracle that condensed his divine power, the order of destruction, was renamed Venuzdonoa the Sword of Destruction"
Strictly, sayingly, Nousgaria says.
"Why did not the demon king who sought peace destroy Abernius, the God of Destruction, who was the culprit of all death and destruction? The answer is too clear. Because it was impossible to destroy Aberneux, the very order of destruction, to speak of the Devil King of tyranny."
The Reaper Sword was blacker, more disastrous and more glowing in darkness than ever before.
"Anos Voldigord, as a measure of bitterness, took the order of destruction from the world by limiting the power of the destroying god Aberniyu and changing its direction. Thus came the miracle of destroying every order, every reason, the sword of reason"
Nousgaria slowly grips the raised hands.
"But that's too stupid a choice. Because it is impossible to leave God's order in its shape forever. Order eventually regains its original reason. What the hell do you think will happen then?
I told him to ask, and Nousgaria answered it herself.
"The recoil of destruction, which was not carried out, pushes over. As if the waters of the weir-stopped river would eventually cause the embankment to break down. You may have taken the power of destroying God and thought you'd saved the world, but you just put the problem ahead."
As he pokes at the facts, Nousgaria speaks out loudly.
"No, only for the years when we were holding order, its power swells off the girder"
The demonic eye of Nousgaria glows red and shoots me through with his gaze.
"Avos Dilhevia with rumors and legacies of the Devil King of Atrocities. It is not to defeat you, but to awaken Abernille, the God of Destruction, with his vast magic."
Almost all the magic was exhausted, or a rattling noise was made, and Avos Dilhevia fell on his back.
A pierced Reaper sword falls out alone and slowly rises into the universe.
The outline of the dark sword is grudgingly distorted, symbolizing the spherical shape, along with the currents of disastrous magic.
"Now look up to heaven, you fools. In the age of mythology, the miracle of the God of Destruction, Surge Eldonave, which brought all death and destruction, is resurrected here and now!
Unable to withstand the aftermath of intense magic, the Delzo Gate ceiling was blowing away.
If you look up, the moon is floating in the night sky.
On the other side of it, there was one giant shadow.
There was no cloud. There, illuminated by the star's blink, the shadow of the sun was appearing.
Black particles begin to gather around them.
As the moon faded away and the day and night flipped, the sky became brighter.
The shadow of the sun is thick for a time and colors the sky in a disastrous way.
"Avos Dilhevia, the Son of God, who shows order and destroys the Demon King of tyranny. Follow that logic and destroy the two tyrannical demon kings. With all life!
A huge shadow of the sky flips and a dark sun wheel appears there.
Surge Eldonave, its black light of doom, smelled of cold death and poured down on the Delzo Gade.
"For more than two thousand years you have been held in the light of Surgierdnave, the order of destruction which you continue to distort, to atone for its great sins, O demon king of tyranny"
A belt between the thrones is enveloped in the light of doom.
It was the Black Sun of Surge Eldonnay, which wipes everything out and destroys everything.
"Those who do not keep order, those who disturb order, bring doom to the world. Anos Voldigord, if you hadn't foolishly disobeyed God, Avos Dilhevia would not have been born. Both the murderous sword of God and the great Spirit of Mother would have lived in peace. You despise God, but God is order. There's no will, no heart."
Only the voice of Nousgaria echoed as the world was filled with dark light.
"God just keeps being orderly, just as if things were going to fall, just as if the roots were going to circle. Then it was you, Anos Voldigord, who caused this upside. God does nothing. Anytime, it's the foolish creatures who cause the tragedy."
The silence of light swallowed the area, as if time had stopped.
The black sun of Surge Eldonnay gradually weakens its radiance and gradually regains its colour between the thrones.
"Let us give you the last word of knot and let us put down the curtain of the long stage. Doom is God's salvation. If what is to perish does not perish, what follows will not be born. With his own personal lust, it was a mistake in the first place that distorted it. It's karma."
"Ho."
In the expression of arrogant Nousgaria, the darkness floats.
"If you take bystanders for granted that you have nothing to do with it, and mock those who live desperately from a place of safety, you abuse them. In the last two millennia, do you hold others responsible for the tragedy that has befallen them?"
To that voice, Nousgaria was stunned.
He gives a stunned look and swims his gaze.
"If you're such a god, you don't need it in this world"
Gradually the dark light cleared up, revealing the scene.
"................................................................................."
Look at my face, Nousgaria hardened.
I'm not the only one. Sin, Ray, Mass, and Leno have not suffered a single wound from one of the men on this scene, the Sun of Ruin.
That was the case with all the people in Midhaze.
Avos Dilhevia was the only one who perished in.
"…… Impossible………"
"Did you think God of Destruction could destroy me?"
"... God's order is absolute. There is no way that God, who commands destruction, cannot destroy one Demon... This cannot be... there must not be..."
Nousgaria repeats as if it had moved in half.
Impossible, he said.
"You gods obey order. Destruction God can destroy all things. Indeed, that is the order you have ordained by God. But I don't follow anything like that."
Turn around, he can't float, he put his foot on the ground.
"In other words, you God's plan was broken from the beginning. God is not order. You are only mindful of order, the keeper of the world. If God is truly order, there's no way I'm alive."
"............... there's no way I'm not doomed..."
"Admit it. This is reality."
"... no matter how deviant you are, even the other demons, there is no way I can protect you. The order of doom is absolute..."
One step, I step out.
Nousgaria doesn't move from the spot, and she's just pointing those eyes at me.
"... God... Abernille, the God of Destruction, has taken your side? Or are you in complete control of the destruction of God's order, even in a state that does not seal itself in the Reasoning Sword...?
"Well, maybe I'm simply too strong for you."
One more step, I'll carve the walk.
Bikun, and Nousgarian's body trembled.
"Is order afraid of me?"
"... Ha ha..."
Nousgaria spills a dry laugh.
"God does not fear. No heart, no will, this body is just one order."
"Then leave. You're going to have a new plan."
"Let me do that."
Turning two demon eyes to Nousgaria, I walk straight.
But he didn't move off the spot.
"... what...?
Heavenly Father God gave a bewildered look.
"... Impossible... What did you...? Doesn't move... What are you doing...?
I left unanswered, I repeat, he said.
"What are you doing? What are you doing, the tyrannical demon king!?
"Don't know, Nousgaria"
One more step, I'll carve the walk.
His body didn't move, as if it had rooted on the ground.
"That's fear"
Take a breath, round your eyes. Nousgaria stares at me.
The gaze was threatening, and his feet were completely smothered.
"... fear of God, etc... no... God is immortal... hence, heart, etc..."
I can't take one physical movement, Heavenly Father God rattles and trembles.
I walked so easily in front of him that I put my finger against his chest.
"... You cannot destroy me... an order that creates order. If we destroy Heavenly Father God, the world will only follow a path of collapse..."
"Hmm. Sure."
"... Ha ha"
Leaks his voice as if Nousgaria had appeased.
As if to mock it, I said.
"I thought you'd say something like that."
It becomes a desperate look as soon as possible, and Nousgaria is stunned.
The eyes were as if they had fallen into the fallen.
"What's up, Nousgaria? If you don't have a heart, you don't have to fear doom. Or are you going to tell me you want to live, an order?
If we destroy Heavenly Father God, the world will follow a path of collapse.
But that order doesn't mean anything to me.
You've just destroyed God's order.
"Smile."
"... hey...?
"If you laughed in this situation, you are order. No more malice. Let me deal with that, but I can't destroy you. But if you're afraid of me and you can't laugh, you can't just throw it away."
Nousgaria is staring at me with her colorless eyes.
"Let's count to three. In the meantime, order may be shown. Three."
Nousgaria bites her back teeth all the time, looking speechless.
"Two"
With a rugged gaze, he leaned down.
"One"
exhales all the time, he squeaks his voice.
"... Ha ha ha..."
Indeed, Nousgaria smiled.
"Right. You laughed, Nousgaria."
I said.
"You mean you want to live. You seem to have proven to yourself that it's not order or anything."
After a moment of inactivity, Nousgaria waves up her arms.
The face had an angry look on it.
"... oh my god...!!!
I gently tapped his knife and pierced his abdomen.
"... or... ah..."
Grasping God's roots all the time, I said.
"It's a covenant, Death King. If you say you won't go against me, I'll give you what you want."
Flying to the back of the roots, Yale Domed replied.
"I've been waiting for that word, Anos the Demon King."
Draw a magic formation at the roots of Nousgaria.
"... hey, what are you... going to do, tyrannical demon king...?
He says with his threatened eyes.
"It's no big deal. If we destroy the order of Heavenly Father God, the world will collapse. Because it's a hassle. Until you give all your divine power to the King of Death."
"... the power of God is absolute... such as transferring that order to a dwarf demon..."
"Hmm. Didn't you notice? For two thousand years, Yale Domed was practicing a magic ceremony at his own root that usurped the power of God. Though it's still incomplete, it's already cracked in."
While fighting Singh, he peered at the bottom of Nousgarian roots and analyzed the magic formula that Yale Domed was developing.
"All we have to do is finish it."
"... stupid... stupid man... Trying to take away the power of God......!! Judgment will come... Judgment of order..."
"I'll turn you into a bug. I don't care how many times I've been reincarnated."
"................................."
"It's fun, having a heart. Bugs are so much more exciting raw than the tasteless, dry stuff called order. Whether or not, it can be hard."
It sends magic to the magic formations it builds in its body, usurping God's order from Nousgaria and moving it to Yale Domed.
"... the order is... disturbing... stupid... oh my..."
Intense anger, like gushing from the bottom of your belly.
An emotion very unlikely to be order was manifested in the words of Nousgaria.
"Yea... Yea... Yea!!
He said to scream.
"... Ooooooooooooo!! From the reason of the world... out of order, out of order... you incompatible... Yikes!!
"Hmm. That's what I started to say a lot more like a bug."
It doesn't fit into his words and continues the magic of taking away the power of God.
"... regret it. I regret it, Anos Voldigo! You disturb reason. [M] God doesn't have a heart. You're just planting feelings in God and disturbing order! You will eventually destroy the world and bring it to ruin. God's prophecy, holy crap!!
The body of Nousgaria is enveloped in light.
At the next moment, when it could play to swell up, its roots were divided into two parts.
Cuckoo, and I heard a high laugh.
The dying king was in front of him.
"Isn't that right, Demon King Anosu! It is only then that this dying king will admit that he will be the absolute champion of the magic ceremony that will be lightly completed and even the power of God will be easily seized!
In an upbeat manner, Yale Domed, king of death, lifted his legs and fled the scene, trampling a garbage worm.