Awaken the sleeping giant beast.

It could be described as a blasphemous act that goes against the natural order.

On the back of a giant beast that crushed mountains, overflowed rivers, and invaded and advanced even creatures, I was stirring up alcohol with a distant evening view.

"Well, anybody would get hurt if they slapped me where I felt good sleeping."

What we did was simple.

I just woke up a sleeping giant beast with a magic trick.

Besides, I was hypnotized by such “surgery”, and I succeeded in listening to what I said... but I don't really understand the details.

The Demon King seems to have a lot of hands.

I'm just leading the operation with what I've been given.

The hypnosis imprinted by the Giant Beast is "straight ahead" and “destroys the place where people gather”.

All the threats along the way are ignored, trampled, ravaged and invaded.

"Nhh, puhah!"

Stir up the liquor again from the water bottle at hand and exhale.

Then a griffon with black armor comes down from the sky.

A beast in the same black armor on his back - one of my men jumped off the griffon and got down behind me.

"Whoa, what's going on?"

"The Philgen kingdom's men will intercept us in three fortifications, as previously reported."

"I knew it, well, I expected it to be terrain like that....."

"Can I help you? Would you like to change course?"

Shake your head to the side of your men's words.

First of all, we can change direction, but the giant beast's brainwashing is stronger than before.

I don't think we can make a fine move, and above all, if we succeed, we could stick in another direction, so either way is impossible.

"We'll have to cut through this."

Are you sure?

"You can't stop the Giant Beast if it's that easy. And I'm going to expose you."

A magic spell of black smoke floats on the palm, as you show it to your men.

The two men who saw it burning relaxed their shoulders with a bitter smile.

"I'm not worried about your head."

"You're a heartless guy. You"

"Trust me."

"Ha, it's easy to say."

Actually, two or three of the forts are not a big threat.

Threats are about golden adventurers and braves, but advance information doesn't mean that much.

Besides being the best in history and still being a kid, it doesn't make sense in front of the masses called giant beasts.

"I'm asking you to disrupt me."

"Roger that. I'll tell the others."

"Now I am the leader of the Demon King Army. I've been worried about you for a while, but stop thinking about it."

"It's awful."

I'm stunned by my people laughing so sorry.

The Demon King Army is, to say the least, a gathering of beginners.

Those who are unfamiliar with people's lives.

A man who is persecuted for being born and hates people.

He who dyes evil for pleasure.

He who has no choice but to enter.

We're all the stragglers who joined the Demon King army in search of food.

Instead of eating and living, he works as a Demon King army.

There is no room for sympathy, it can be said to be a gathering of bastards.

Well, I'm going back to scouting.

"Oh, come on."

A subordinate jumps on a gliding griffon.

While watching over it, he strokes the back of the giant beast on the ground, where he is now lowering his hips.

Rigid and rough hair covers the whole body, with two huge fangs stretching out of the gap and a nose large enough to be just one monster.

A living disaster called Behemoth the Giant Beast.

"According to England, the others are at war."

During the day, two executives other than me started engaging with each other.

I'm not worried about them, but I'm going to laugh at them when they get fucked up.

"We have to work hard tomorrow and destroy the fort. Let's do our best together, huh?"

"---Oh, ooh, ooh."

Speaking to my feet, I hear a low roar as if I were resisting my words.

Besides, I don't even know what kind of emotions are in it.

However, that step is progressing steadily step by step.

"We are the clear stage of the Demon King army. Let him despair."

The battle is tomorrow.

Do you worship a giant beast ravaging humans with a glimpse of the highlands?