Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

Arcana turned to Sin, who holds two demon swords, with a sad, demon eye.

"You are the enemy. I must eliminate thee."

Cold air overflowed from her palm, and it shaped the sword of snow.

"Never mind."

Half-body, Singh sets the looting sword forward and the slashing sword upward.

"Because it's impossible"

Arcana's body, which took a step forward, turned into light and went straight ahead.

That's the order of the glorious god Giosselia she ate.

Arcana, who took Singh's back while blinking, waves down her snow sword as she scatters sparkles and snowflakes.

But Sin did not have to put the sword in his sight, as if he could slip through it.

"There's too much waste in movement, such as leaving it to speed and turning around behind it"

If Singh turned around, there was already blood scattered on Arcana's left arm.

When she went around behind her back at the speed of light, she slashed it more than that.

"You're strong too"

If Arcana raises her left hand, again, the day changes into the night.

She is creating the night that Singh took from her with the magic of her god.

From Artieltonoa floating in the dark night, the moonlight descends on its hills, glittering and countless snowflakes descend.

"Sleep covered in cold ice columns"

The snowflakes surrounding Sin turn into sharp ice columns.

It emitted visible cold air, but did not give an inch of escape, and was shot out.

Sin's arms sparkle.

The slaughter sword Gneodoros and the looting sword Giglionojes slash and scatter the countless ice columns that have been fired.

"The snow is going to fall, the light fills"

Snowflakes were pouring down Mirami Hill, transforming the area of the scene into a glowing fantastic snow scenery. Its divine cold air takes away Sin's magic and strength momentarily.

At the next moment, Sin's magic was rendered powerless, and its roots were united with the plundering sword.

Sin points the tip of Giglionojes overhead.

The demon sword wears a pit of pitch black in the sky.

A flash. When Singh waves down Giglionojes, he draws a black fat muscle as if to break the sky in two.

The night was slashed and torn as the glass was smashed and the day that was behind it appeared.

The looting sword, the secret is lacquered - excellent at night.

By taking even the night, the slaughter, so named, slashes and rips the day and night and the weather, the natural magic formations that use it.

"As my wise eye suggests, the Moon of Creation seems incomplete."

The Artieltonoa of the Three Moons is not only its appearance, nor is it full of power.

That's why you can snatch it at night and chop it apart. If true power is exerted, it won't be that easy.

But don't move, Arcana squeaks.

"Ice fangs wear and make lonely holes in the chest"

Snowflakes scattered from her palm dye the area into snow scenery.

Dragon fangs appear behind Arcana, and ice spears float innumerably.

It's the order of the penetrating Beheus.

Ice spears (hiccups) fly towards Singh.

Even as he struck it down, the spear did not crumble, and he swerved through the universe, turning again toward Singh.

At the same time Arcana becomes the light, striking the sword of snow into the sin.

If the slaughter sword received it, it was pushed by its power, and his feet sank into the earth.

Because of taking in multiple gods, Arcana's power was superior to Sin's.

"Bear the sin, the sword will judge"

Another snow sword that appeared on the other side flies in and approaches behind Arcana.

It skewers her and pierces Singh's chest, which is still impending.

Red blood dances and fouling the snow scenery.

Slightly Arcana opened her eyes.

Despite the disabling system, Arcana's body was in a blind spot, Singh twisted herself on the brink and wore a flying snow sword. The blade only ripped his chest shallow.

"That's pretty good."

Arcana retreated at the speed of light, but blood dripped from the slaughter sword.

Her right arm fell, and it snowed and disappeared.

"For all this time, no one has met with me"

From the tip of an elbow without arms, a flickering snowflake descends.

It created the disappeared right arm.

"But..."

Sin steps straight into Arcana.

The speed was slower than the speed of light, but due to its gait she mistook the sense of distance.

In the moment Arcana tries to jump away, her legs are slashed and torn with a looting sword, and she loses the power to move.

Then both Arcana legs became icing. In the order of creation, I guess it's about recreating your legs from scratch and escaping the curse of the plundering sword.

But before that, the slaughter sword was stained red and black.

"Kamikaze Sword, Hidden Ginseng (ed.) -"

On its sword body, a spiralling particle of disastrous magic rose in momentum.

Arcana's feet are created, and the power of the deprived movement is restored.

"-"

The right chest is pierced with gneodross, and the roots of Arcana are slashed in two.

If Singh let go of her hand from the slaughter sword, she knelt down with no expression.

"... ahhh..."

The roots of Arcana, divided into two parts, are now divided into four parts.

She works to the maximum the power of her own creation and the order of Nutella de Hiana, the god of regeneration, and when she restores the roots, she is slashed.

Arcana grabs it in her hand in an attempt to pull out the slaughter sword so that she can experience intense pain.

But with that debilitating body full of hands for regeneration, I couldn't pull it out.

"By the way."

Sin points a sharp demon eye at the hill forest.

"How long are you going to be hiding"

If they flash their looting swords, the trees in the remote places will be cut off, and they will fall flat.

Hidden there were soldiers of dragonmen wrapped in pure white armor.

They stare at Arcana on their knees, with a stunned look.

A believing God has been done, and it seems that he is already about to lose his will to fight, but as if he is going to chase after it, Singh said.

"If you want to help her, you should call me. But I'll just advise you one thing."

Let looting swords shine, and Singh glances at the soldiers.

"You have not been ordered to do so."

Dragon men tremble as if they were barometric.

And they swallowed their spit.

"... stupid...... this man...... This man was dealing with Arcana, the chosen god... against God...!?

"... what do you mean...? Why is it that just a demon tribe who is not a selector has enough power to cross with God... there was no temple...!?

".................. there is one thing I can think of. That they have powers that God can't even foresee..."

"No way! He says he's outdoing God!? Impossible!"

"But now the god of choice isn't breaking his knee over there......!

"... who the hell are they...? What the hell is a demon king......!? Besides, he's not that subordinate!?

"For what the hell is a tyrannical demon king...?

"... maybe we were turning the outrageous against the enemy..."

Did you apparently completely missee the power of the Demon King's Army? In front of Singh, who defeated Arcana, the dragonman soldiers could not move, as if they had realized they were scared.

'O followers of the pious God. You have nothing to fear.'

Ahid, who was being hung against the wall with his sword, called out as he watched the similar soldiers.

'The commissioning has gone down. The non-conformer, Anos Voldigord, resurrected the flimsy God. It is all due to the work of the god of disobedience, Genudunub. As servants of God, we must overcome this test.'

To Ahide's words, the dragon men's soldiers prayed, as if to shake off their fears.

'According to the Trust, this battle will destroy a thousand lives. That way, Artieltonoa will increase his brilliance, and Arcana, my chosen God, will be lifted from the curse of the Devil's Sword'

The dragon men nod as they were prepared.

Then the magic of the cover-up was lifted and far more soldiers appeared on the spot than earlier. It is large enough to fill the hillside.

"O pious believer. You must not make a difference in your trust. It destroys a thousand lives and dedicates them to Arcana, the god of choice. Then you will be invited to God, and you will have salvation. '

The dragon men pull out their swords simultaneously.

"As Almighty Brilliant as He Will"

They stick their own swords in that heart and pierce it.

"" "As the Almighty Brilliant Will" "

Blood blows out, as well as cremating itself with the flames that spit out of his mouth.

Not a single one remained, and as they were commissioned, they destroyed a thousand lives.

So did the power of the order of creation really increase, or Arcana disappeared from the spot using the magic of.

Even though Singh is alert, she seems to have completely dispersed from that hill.

"I'm sorry. I let him get away."

Sin flies me.

"I don't mind."

I took my gaze off the footage and turned to Ahide, who was stuck.

"There is no other way to defend the trust until you harm your compatriots."

"I will not tolerate insults to them. The devout followers of Geordal gave their own lives to preserve the Word of God. Their lofty thoughts, their absolute faith in God, this is salvation, the figure of the most noble man."

Much to the point, sigh leaks.

"I don't know how much I want to talk to you."

Draw a gate of magic formation and point its aim at Ahide.

"Where did you go Arcana?

"Do you think there are followers who teach the heretics what (where) God is?

"Then I'll entrust you with it, too. In three seconds, she'll show up here."

The pitch-black sun slowly emerged from the magic formation and was shot out towards Ahide.

There is no way to avoid it in the state where it was put on, and a direct hit would leave no bones and become ashes.

"Come to this place, according to the covenant. God of choice, give judgment with him and with me."

Gooooooooooooo, making a damn noise, < jail flame extinguishing cannon (Geo Glades) > approached Ahide's nose tip, and the next moment, it disappeared all the time.

A piece of snowflake was descending on the spot.

"" Selected Summoning of the Divine Heavenly Gate (Guara Nate Forteos) "

Along with the light of the summons, it was Arcana, the girl with the silver hair, who stood before me.

If she glances, the Devil's Sword pierced Ahide will become a grain of ice and scatter.

The light of regeneration enveloped him, and the wound was instantly healed.

"Hmm. I see. I wonder where you were going, Spiritual Divine Sword was what you were after"

On Arcana's right hand was the Spiritual Divine Sword, which would have been recovered from the King Dragon, and on his left was the Slashing Divine Sword, which had pierced his own chest until earlier.

"Nonconformist, Anos Voldigord. Thou didst not doubt, believing that thou hast overturned all the trust which thou hast given me. But everything is on the flat of God's hand. No matter how far you go or what you do, you can't get away from it."

Spread your hands, Ahide says.

"Now I have finally entrusted you with judgment. Now I don't have to pierce the irresistible either."

"Ho."

It's like, until earlier, you just dare say they were doing it.

Are you saying you're ready to take me down?

"Disputes between the Holy Throne are forbidden by the Covenant. Shall we change places?"

"It doesn't matter where"

Arcana uses Metastasis on herself and Ahide.

The procedure was discerned and metastasized as well.

If the bright white vision regains color, that's the middle section of the everast anzetta.

It was on a huge circular balcony with a view of the canopy of the underground world.

"You may see it. Light up the ground, the light of creation. That's what Artieltonoa really looks like"

Arcana slowly raises her hands and returns them flat toward heaven.

What floated near the ceiling was the Moon of Creation.

It was Artieltonoa, which changed from three to half moons.

"Though a dragon man, if he were to unload God on this body, it would not be something with a vessel. Therefore God gave us His word to change this body into a divine body. It's the miracle that shines in the sky, Artiertonor."

From the Moon of Creation, the visible light falls, gently enveloping Ahide.

His body is rebuilt with the power of its creation.

Tough enough to withstand the power of God.

Strong enough to accommodate the magic of God.

The hair dyed golden, revealing a hidden eye.

"-"

Arcana pierces the floor with two swords.

She turns into a glowing countless snowflake, which is sucked into Ahide's body.

She, the chosen God, was unloaded in the vessel of Ahide, strengthened by the Moon of Creation.

A tremendous stream of magic swirls around Ahide.

He gave me a cool look.

"Do you understand? This is the future we should have. A miracle chosen by the chosen God and obtained by the trustee Ahide Arobo Agartze when he eventually reaches God. He's a surrogate."

Quiet Ahide points at me.

Countless snowflakes descend from the Moon of Creation, turning the scene into a snowy scene.

"There is no day in the underground world. It is impossible to take the night away and erase Artieltonoa. The snow is going to fall, and the light fills. wrapped in glowing cold air, you will eventually lose your breath"

The snowflakes that are going down to the castle emit divine cold air and take away my magic and strength.

"As this snowflake pours, no one without a divine body can move without a single finger. Now, freeze and fall asleep."

"Well, unfortunately, I don't hate snow."

With a purple-dyed demonic eye, he gazed at the view in front of him and took a step forward.

Then, when the snowflakes that were meant to descend melt, they disappear. If you take the second step, the snow around you with your footprints disappeared.

"... freeze and sleep..."

Ahide speaks, but I don't mind walking.

The serenity disappears from his expression, and the agony solicits instead.

"... freeze and sleep, disobedient to God, stupid heretic..."

In a world where snowflakes gain momentum and all lives cease, I walk loosely.

That's how I got to his present.

"... before the power of God everything is powerless...! Freeze and sleep............!!

"Is this the future you should have?"

Grab his head.

"Why......!? God! Why, rinse because your snow melts into heretics!? Please, I will entrust you! Ugh!!

"Who are you praying to? I guess you're God now, huh?

Draw a magic formation and swallow each of its bodies with the Jail Flame Cannon.

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!

Against the wall, shooting out the pitch-black sun as it was, while blackened, Ahide blew away.

"Got a divine body, fortified to the point of a mistake, Petenmaster?

Breaking through the wall, turning his words to Ahide, who rolled indoors.

"This wasn't the true power of the Creation Moon."