Maouyome

* 202 The End of the Dead Fight (Demon King's Depression 30)

Swing your clenched fists through the full force.

My legs sink deep as I step forward.

The knees that support your body's crispness twist, and the force twisting up from your thighs to your hips squeezes your entire body's muscles to the extreme.

All of the force transmitted from the back to the shoulder and straight from the shoulder to the tip of the arm slammed into Sunla's face.

His fist slammed into his nostrils, stopping.

The response to return as a feeling is too light.

Sunra, who had received a decent fist on her face, clouded her pupils with a distorted grin without even moving slightly from it.

"Damn!?

He was blown directly beside his body by an intense impact that would have knocked him out of sight, faster than lowering his right hand.

He is beaten to the remains of a marble pillar that was painfully shaped and swallowed by the rubble that has collapsed.

Physical freedom is bound to the damage stacked.

Sunra was imminent in front of me as I pushed the rubble away and stood up. The paired hands shook up high, knocking in the impact as if the big rock had struck directly.

"Ha ha."

Where he is beaten to the ground and bounced, he is grabbed by the back neck and pulled up at will.

"What's up? It seems to be getting a lot fatigued, but have you already exhausted your ability to wield your fists?"

"... Ugh!

With both arms, he pulled off his wrist at his disposal and crouched to the ground, applying a jumping recoil and punching his head in the blind face.

"Huh!?

It only darkens in front of you for a moment, and a disturbed sense of parallelism shows a great swing of grali in your ear.

I couldn't stand being thrown to the ground so I could get bounced off, and I fell into depression.

The drain of power is more intense than I thought.

All over the body, screaming non sprinkling, either because we were doing everything we could, or because of the recoil of too much force.

"... oh, shit!

Be tempered, support your weight with your right arm beaten to the ground, and stand up with your guts.

The damage taken piles up at a level that keeps getting less and less stylish. Severe fatigue takes away the power to fight from your hands and feet.

But Sunra repeated the regeneration every time she hit him, every time she engraved the damage, and saw no change in momentum at all since the beginning of the fight.

Every time I play it, every time I recover, I smash it.

I wasn't going to do anything about it, but the rate of attenuation of my own power was honestly more than I expected.

That's all recoil is possible for a big force.

I didn't know that was that far.

During the battle I began to remember the bitterness, I noticed that his nose column remained distorted.

I feel uncomfortable remembering that the damage to him that kept healing in an instant hasn't been reset.

An obvious upset runs over Sunla, who realizes the matter late.

"... be an idiot, Ariem!? What!?

"Holy crap!

He squeezes his strength without missing a gap and releases a blow.

His left arm crushed brittle as he tried to take it.

"Haaaaaa!?

There is a scream that can only be described as unscrupulous where you are about to fall as-is without stomping.

It was the moment when Sunra's condition changed suddenly.

"Why!? Impossible. Impossible. Whoa!

He holds his shattered left arm and suddenly strengthens the color of the wolf.

It's not just the nose column. Even that crushed left arm also just doesn't seem to have been healed.

"Why!? Why are you suddenly here?

I see something has happened.

But what the hell happened to him?

"... No way, he is!? Daughter of the vessel! What the hell did you do with the Dark Goddess?

"Of vessels,... daughter?

"It's a lie! Ariem! It can't be! What the hell are you doing? What the hell am I supposed to do with this!? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I couldn't even see the wolf.

Daughter of vessels. But the deepest sage (the Dark Goddess) also remembers calling Lephia that. Indeed, the deepest sage (the Dark Goddess) called that about Lefia.

... It's a refia.

He definitely did something.

I don't even know where the hell I did it. I don't know, but it's not funny where and what he was serving.

Rather, it's the refia that even makes me think I must have done something wrong.

When I thought of that look that I wouldn't do anything wrong, I found myself wondering, somewhere, that my shoulder was losing strength.

I think about him, that's all.

I could see the power I was running out coming in.

If because of him, Sunra's ability to regenerate is not working well. If it really was.

"... awesome, he is"

Maybe I won't beat him for life.

"Hey."

"Ohhhhhhhhh!?

Speak up closer to Sunra, who deepens her confusion.

I kicked through that face I turned around with or without.

It's not just the ability to play.

The distorted magic, which was mighty and full of twig haggis, has also been fogged in a position without shadows or shapes.

Obviously weakened.

"Stay! Stop it! Stop it, stop it. Whoa!

Sunra screams as she unnecessarily retreats.

The likelihood seemed miserable to me no more.

Stay silent and pack your distance from Sunla.

"Okay! My loss! It was my fault! You can lose me! No more!

In fact, our health is close to the limit.

If I missed it, maybe it'll be hard next time.

"Oh, it's not me. I was just doing what I was told. What, it wasn't my intention! It's the goddess of light! The goddess of light set it all up!

Close in to Sunla, who summons him unnecessarily, and stop his leg.

Pity.

The figure was only too miserable as the end of those who continued to take power away from others, not the power they had built up themselves, but just the end of those who kept taking it away.

It is strongly reminded that what is being interpreted is only a false power.

I offered my hand to the crouching Sunra.

"Hino!?

Pull that frightened and stretched hand and let it stand on the spot at will.

I don't know what I thought, that's where the joy came up in Sunla's expression.

"Oh, yeah. Put your hands together with me! If you and I put our hands together, it's not a dream to defeat the goddess of light! He hasn't given up yet! Be sure to set me up again! For that matter, join hands with me and me!

"Ugh. Shut up."

"... be!? Whoops!?

I let him stand because he definitely pierced his heart.

Without taking it back, it's just a blow, definitely to stab me in the face. Only to bring the curtain down to this vain battle.

Let your fists penetrate deeply into Sunla's body and surely punch through its heart.

That's it, end it.

Here, I want it to end.

His body reacted greatly and bickered as he pushed his fist deeper in willingly.

"... I don't like it. I don't like to disappear. I don't want to disappear. Disappear because... I don't like it."

The last time I squealed like that, my powers fell out of Sunla's body.

Dragged by a body that is powerless, it breaks down.

The sharpened health to the critical point was severely depleted to the point where it could not even support the disappeared body.

I never relaxed.

I just ran out of room to return the reaction.

So all I can say is:

I was unable to react immediately to the meat mass at my fingertips that jumped out of Sunla's body.

It was too close to avoid.

"Damn!?... Gu!

From Sunla's body, which seemed as if she had exhausted herself, a lump of flesh, like a leech, bursts into her heart.

(He was gone like this. Like! I'm not disappearing! Whatever happens, I'm gonna survive this!

Right in my ear, my tall voice screams.

"Gosh, is that... your body?"

(Don't be alarmed! Asura, hey! Wait for this timing! This is the moment when you approach without warning!

Pulling his arm out of Sunla's body, which stopped moving, he fluttered but backed off, holding his chest down.

(It's nothing but flesh for me! If you can't use it anymore, you just need to attach it to a stronger body! I'm gone! I'll never, ever die!

"I thought it would be..."

Obviously I felt it when things changed, the discomfort.

It was just obvious, miserable.

Ever since he decided he couldn't expect to recover, he's been aiming for the right time to move on to his new body.

That's why I couldn't have missed it.

"Thirteen years ago, I ran away from the Castle of the Demon King."

(That was tough then, huh? I don't have a decent body. I was walking through rats and crows to keep them out of sight! But this time it worked. Because I was able to get a body with no more!

Ignore the perplexing voice as if you were proud to win, and gain the slightest remaining power in your right hand.

We've come this far and missed out on... hey.

(... what are you going to do. Stop it, you can't cut me off at the earliest opportunity! Stop it!)

"Damn!?... Ugh."

Whatever your voice, stick your right hand deep into your chest.

If this is how you get to someone's body and survive, this body will eventually become less free.

Then before that.

All you have to do is put Keri on while you're still free.

Inside his pierced body, he eagles his own heart.

(Don't! Stop it! You can't cut me off now! If you kill me, you die too, don't be stupid!

"Ha-ha-ha,... That's the haz I said. Whatever it is, I have to forgive you."

(Shh! Stop! Stop! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I can put more effort into my right hand, which grabbed my own heart.

Whatever happens, I'll make sure it ends here.

To end everything here.

Sunla's screams to the depression continued to ring right in her ear as her consciousness was shaken by the severe pain.

……

……

Sorry. Refia.

Promises seem to be kept,... no.

"Hahhhhhhh!

(Stop, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

He squeezed his full strength and pulled his own heart out of his body with his own hands.

And I can put my last force in my right hand.

"Damn,... blah"

I crushed my own heart with my own hands.

(hhhhhhhhhhhhh!?

Sunra's Terminator blasts in his ear.

"Maorie!

Far away in my fading consciousness, I felt like I heard Lefia's voice.

I don't even know if that's an illusion.

Consciousness falls to the bottom of darkness.

Even making sure doesn't happen anymore.

I didn't mind if it was a hallucination.

If, at the end of the day, the voice of Lefia dies with a lingering ear, that's fine.

Still, I don't mind, I thought.

Sorry.

I'm just gonna apologize for leaving you here again.