Munou To Yobareta Ore, Yottsu No Chikara Wo Eru

"Let me wait... sorry"

To the words, Levi shook his head to the side.

I didn't care about that anymore.

Indeed, the journey to this point was particularly painful and daunting in her life, where she lived thousands of years.

But Lord came back as promised.

With that soul... with memory.

So that's fine, she thinks that's all.

"Just now... the promise has been fulfilled"

"... I'm a lot late though"

"Right...... it was just a little late"

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

"Phew... Oh, and this..."

"Oh, he's a new fellow."

The new right arm of Lord holding Levi is the silver prosthetic hand used by the hero Sees, who once lost his right arm.

If worn, it reshapes and fuses, the same as before it was lost...... no, it gives the owner more power than that.

His name is...

"This man is Agertrum. It's a legendary prostitute."

"Dear Agertrum..."

Levy touches the silver prosthesis, closes his eyes and bows his head.

"Thank you so much for being Lord's right arm that I let you lose. You have a lot of help. Breaking the power of Yormungand...... Oh, that?

That ability Levi saw in appraisal magic.

It wasn't the power to break something.

"... it is. I briefly heard from Mel about Agertrum's power, but that's not what this guy's power is like."

"Then why...?

"I don't know... I was actually going to help Levi by blinding myself to that after I hit him..."

"What the hell... Grr...!

The pain I had forgotten by the appearance of Lord strikes Levy again.

Although the wounds she suffered were only off the steeple, they were never shallow.

"Levi......! Let's cure the wound first."

"So, it's okay... it's more like Mr. Zwed down there than that... and I'm worried about Mr. Solomon. Ho, we need to do something about the rest of you and Farbnir...!

"All right, let's go to Mr. Zwed. Everything else is fine now...... I hit my hand"

"Huh...?

"I don't choose anything anymore. When I defend it all... that's what I decided."

Yes, he got it.

The power to shape that determination.

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Black thunderbolts appear suddenly from the space of nothing, and massive amounts of debris rise into the universe, and they strike Zahark all at once.

But still, the King of the Giant Arms never stops.

"Ghahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! this much...... it doesn't hurt

"How sturdy.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

The giant dragon species (Valbeed) do not allow other dragon tribes to follow in strength of flesh.

In addition, Zachark's ability to "slow down" had multiplied its sturdiness.

Still, if it were the original power of the demons, they would have butchered Zahrk without bitterness.

But...

Solomon. Apparently... time runs out '

Solomon no longer had enough power left to keep them.

The demons' movements are dull, and their abilities are not even as powerful as they should be half as they are.

"K, shit... just a little more... just a little more... guh...!

'Stop it. You're really gonna disappear. "

"Even at the moment, I've already... I've been too connected. Your soul has been dragged away a lot.

"I don't want some of you back in our world. You've had it a lot. Look, hide yourself while we buy time. '

'He's a lot weaker. We can leave it to the rest of them. "

"No! I'll take him down here!

'You... you're really gonna disappear, aren't you? Existence itself literally disappears beautifully... you know what I mean?

Solomon, the weapon, but his soul is no different from that of man.

In the case of man, if the flesh breaks, the soul will leave, and if there is nothing, it will eventually go under God.

However, it is slightly different in the case of legendary weapons.

Flesh...... that is, from Solomon, even if the body of the ring is destroyed, even if it is perfectly fixed, the soul can return to the ring, which is once again a vessel.

But...

"I know... if it stays that way, the soul itself will disappear, without going anywhere... you just disappear, right?

'That's right. That's totally nil. Something absolute that will no longer bring you back to life no matter what you do. Knowing that... what makes you do that?

Upon that inquiry, Solomon rises, squeezing his last strength.

That's how he opened his mouth staring at Zahark fighting several demons.

"Guh... Oh, you may not know... I don't know about your promise... but I definitely have to fulfill it. We should let this guy go wild...... hah... Les, it'll be Levy's threat. So whatever you do here... hang this soul... but heh!

'... right. Then I can't say anything anymore. That last drop... I'll take it. "

"Oh... take it..."

"No... there he is!

Zachark shakes up his left arm and kicks the earth toward Solomon.

Solomon would die if struck out.

No, maybe you should do that for a second.

If it's just crushed, he can be resurrected one day.

But he didn't want it.

"Levi... husband..."

Because that's Solomon's vow.

"I wish you'd done it scattered! Smash it... Death!

"Bye...!

And the demons had the last magic of Solomon.

"Don't."

"What!?

Shortly after, the fist that was approaching Solomon breaks in two.

Soon I was next to Solomon... by the sword of that knight, The Sword.

'Brrr... Grrr!?

"Nah... you... what... so... no way husband... memory... come here!?

Blue eyes on blonde hair.

Wearing armor very similar to Excalibur, the knight nodded quietly toward the confused Solomon.

"Ruri. And our master, the Sagittarius, does not want it. Otherwise, you can send me to your lord. Wouldn't it?

That's what I say, he laughs niggly.

"Ha... ha... damn... my husband... which one is protected... ghhh... wow, wow no more...!

Solomon's magic takes its limits, and his body is engulfed in light.

"I don't mind. I'll take care of it."

"I'm sorry... so tell my husband... he'll be off for a while... and then... see you later..."

That's all left to say, Solomon goes back to the ring and makes a small metal noise on the ground.

At the same time, the demons disappeared, but the knight seemed to have them laughing... somewhere happy.

"Huh... everyone likes me... looks like your lord"

The knight picks up the ring and puts it into his nostalgia.

"Your lord's will and his soul...... I did receive it. Therefore this is the battle of your lord."

"Ki, you... who are you! This is my... GOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

Zachark shakes up his fist broken in two.

But everything was slow.

"O......"

"Hear your name... I didn't expect you to wave your fist without asking after all. I don't understand, but let's just name it."

"Gizama... what..."

A single line enters Zachark's body.

It's one after another -

"My name is Galadborg. God created the Heavenly Sword. Your lord wasn't slashed by me. Solomon already..."

At a moment when Garadoborg had his sword, the sword, the sword, the body of Zachark collapsed into thin pieces.

"To your lord... I was winning"

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"Stupid...... wow, my breath" brace "......!

"Ha-ha-ha! Sorry to hear that! As long as I have this Aigis...... I won't let it be your thing anymore!