Rose Princess of Hellrage: Although I got Killed for Political Reasons, I got Revived as the Strongest Undead

"[Physical strengthening crest (Enhance Stigma), triple (Triple)] [Magic power training crest (Manastigma), triple (Triple)] [Holy sword crest (Weapon Stigma), triple (Triple)]...... Nine layers (Noble) excitation (Activate)"

The holy clothes of Jumarre clashed against the oppression from within.

A pattern of light floats all over the body, filled with the power of miracles.

The glow of Jumarre brightened the area as if it were noon.

This is the blessing given by the Moon Eater combatants.

Stigma is a battle crest that temporarily exerts superhuman combat power to destroy evil.

"Stigma, the fighter's crest that kills my life... it's a pathetic toy that breaks itself."

"Shut up, Undead."

With the holy sword wrapped in a golden light in one hand, Jumarre stared at the "Princess of Roses".

Her words of exaggerated pity echoed as if she were truly mourning. For Jumarre, it felt as if God's righteousness had been denigrated, and the flames of anger burned still further.

Anger is good. Anger at evil is justice.

- Can you destroy his soul?

... it's tough. I don't have the resources to do that. That's why he showed up.

But Jumarre is not swallowed up by anger, like the fools who have no faith. I was calmly thinking about it.

Jumarre also received information about the "Princess of Roses in Prison".

If it is an undead spirit system, then this body is only a temporary one. There's no point in destroying it.

We must defeat the soul, but the evil spirits who run away are troublesome. First, we must capture them, and we are unprepared for them.

- Then I'll bet on the blow. At the very least, it would be best to get him wounded and lead him to the next battle.

Immediately, Jumarre was cut off.

The power of the Combat Stigma can also damage the mighty Undead. It's easy to get a wound that can't be healed.

Then those who fight next may defeat the “Princess of Roses”.

Even if not, it will often be possible to block the movement for a long time. It is a meaningful result of leaning the balance of the world toward right and holy even for a short time.

I am not reluctant to be a stone's thrower. That's who I am. Divine Sword Moon Annihilation Meeting (Moon Eater).

O gods, look at my battle!

Jumarre became a meteor on the ground.

Around Jumarre, who was pulling out the tail of the light, the cobblestones rolled up and blew out, carving straight lines like a waterway.

The Princess of Roses in Prison erected a crimson demon sword. It was not a physical weapon, but a crystal of magical power that sharpened the curse, Jumarre could only tell by a sign.

For the Holy Sword with the power of the [Weapon Stigma] and [Triple], the Demon Sword was as good as a stick. If we meet, it will break together. And slay the “Princess of Roses”.

The "Princess of Roses in Prison of Resentment" stood ready to intercept.

Jumarre is approaching. Two more steps. one step at a time.....

- Too defenseless.

I knew I could have it because it was Jumarre who had survived a lot of battles.

The judgment of the centipede. Jumarre stepped half a step shallower and prepared for the movement of the "Princess of Roses in Prison".

That was correct.

Defend for a moment!

As soon as Jumarre hit the Holy Sword, the "Princess of Roses" slightly shifted its position with the "Short Range Transfer (Short Teleport)" and set up a counter while dodging the attack.

Until then, Jumarre had expected it too. Jumarre had heard that "Princess Rose in Prison of Resentment" preferred a tactic of tampering with her opponent by using "Short Range Transfer (short teleport)" in close combat.

Jumarre returned the blade without putting it in her hair and released the second shot.

However, when Princess Rose in Prison of Resentment appeared again, she had another sword in her hand, not just the Crimson Demon Sword.

In other words, it was a dual sword. I used storage magic to hide it.

A treasure sword shining in silver, the Princess of Roses in Prison received the Holy Sword of Jumarre. A sharp and clear sound scattered the sparks, and the treasure sword took hold of the Holy Sword.

And the Crimson Demon Sword flashed!

The reason why Jumarre wasn't cut into both torso parts was because he had shallowed his step. Throwing herself backwards, Jumarre rises up with a sharp passivity like scraping the ground, cutting off her surroundings and holding her back.

The demon sword slashed the left flank shallowly.

--It wasn't a scratch...

His whole body was pulsating hot as if he had gotten a heart, and every time, black and dirty blood flowed from the wounds on his flank and left shoulder.

The “Princess of Prison” wipes out the crimson demon sword and shakes the blood on the blade.

Two parts of the large blade were chipped in the jagged part. At the moment of the slashing, the blade was destroyed and its fragments were embedded in Jumarre's body. There was a lump of ominous curses.

If you were an adult, your body would have died of decay instantly.

Jumarre is filled with sacred qi to stop its erosion. Eventually, the Holy Qi and Evil Spirit were neutralized and the curse was shattered.

But until then, my body was destroyed faster than I could regenerate. Even if it was only a few minutes, it was enough time to settle.

The next time Jumarre blinked, there was no "Princess of Roses" in front of him.

"Blood-stained Spearhead (Kazukuru Bay)"

"Grrrr!"

Reacting with only a sign, Jumarre returned his heel and stretched his sword to the left.

A momentary delay, because the left arm is already stuck!

The mass of cursed blood spears disappeared in a flash of the Holy Sword, but the one that was first pulled out Jumarre's left thigh.

Furthermore, the next moment, "Princess Rose in Prison of Resentment" was again transferred to a position just behind Jumarre, so that even the rubbing of clothes could be heard.

Her demon sword cuts through the wind.

-- [Disendostigma] Excite (Activate)!

For a moment, Jumarre used an additional battle crest (stigma).

A glowing angel wing was created on Jumarre's back, and while in a collapsed position, Jumarre blew forward to dodge the deadly flash.

Jumarre felt his body gradually break down. It feels like the world is twisting and shaking. The first blow that was a trick was too big.

Jumarre's body is engraved with the Combat Sigil (stigma), but it is a structure that only thinks of attacking and destroying to purify.

Thinking about defending myself, the sword was dull enough. If necessary, use sacred magic to make up for it. The power of the miracle given by [Blood Tears] is not only poured into the sword, but also the embodiment of the divine punishment that crushes any evil.

In fact, with that power, Jumarre overwhelmed the evil monsters and fought back.

However, because of this, Jumarre could not heal the wounds of the curse, which was heavily contaminated by evil, and instantly regenerate the flesh.

So, it's just a blow.

He has no hesitation in offering himself for God's sake and for the sake of the world.

Those who follow will inherit the battle!

Metastasis again.

The signs are a little far away. Side elevation. On the roof of the temple. What a blasphemy.

Jumarre used the Holy Sword as his greatest weapon. Therefore, as before, I decided to control it from outside the range of the sword and aim for the blow. If so, then the Princess of Roses in Prison of Hatred is really stupid. Of course, those who served the evil gods were fools.

- Over here!

The winged Jumarre stepped on the ground and braked.

When I turned over and stood upright, I poured my whole body into the sword along with my prayer.

"[Performance deflection: projectile (shot custom)]...... burst of light (divine strike)!"

An instant magic spell (Enchant) that sacredly awakens the weapon.

The power of sacred magic is added to the holy sword that wore the prestige of God by the Weapon Sword Mark (Weapon Stigma) and the magic power enhanced by the Magic Power Smelting Mark (Manastigma).

The inflated golden light is the sun. It is the embodiment of a divine punishment that destroys all evil.

Now, this holy sword...... and the Jumarre who wielded it was rightly the [Sword of God].

Jumarre cut the Holy Sword sharply toward the sky.

The trajectory became a golden wave and was released.

Speaking of the opponent who jumped wisely with the transfer magic, the moment of shooting was exposed. With all your strength, you can aim for it.

This is Jumarre's special technique, which has buried evil many times. If you accept, even the demon king won't be able to do it!

The night broke in a swaying sight.

The dazzling light of daylight filled the area far more than the sacred light emitted by Jumarre.

It was the rumbling of people, followed by the screaming, that poured into my ears.

In front of the Grand Shrine, there were many citizens.

Simple decorated tents are lined up, and confectionery and talismans made by the priests are sold. Along with that, there was also the figure of a citizen who sold drinks and used clothes.

The Sabbath Bazaar.

Many temples do this as a place of exchange between citizens and the temple, and as a means of obtaining purified property in a modest way.

L'Artille, the capital of the Republic, is a big, little festival. I felt the smell of secular evil commercialism, and I didn't like Jumarre.

There was only Jumarre in it. The Jomtien sun was shining around.

Jumarre's special blow left a huge claw mark on the earth and the temple.

The remains of the human body were scattered like leaves of a tree swept up by the wind.

- What is this? What is this...?

Jumarre was stuck in a stunned position.

Because somehow, five crimson demon swords pierced his whole body, and he was sewn to the ground.

My vision was dyed vermilion, and my whole body was bleeding.

The people around her looked at Jumarre with astonishment and a monster's eyes. Even the priests who knew the face of Jumarre and adored him as one who was close to God.

A baby held by a mother with only arms was rolling on the ground and crying. Attacks by pure sacred qi do not harm people, but such a torrent of power is accompanied by great physical destruction.

--I said, "Rose Princess of Prison"... where is he...?

The shimmering Holy Sword slipped from the unmoving hand of Jumarre.

The last sight that Jumarre saw was the foot of a guardsman who had come to capture him, stepping on the Holy Sword.



Jumarre thought that the embedded sword fragments were merely a curse attack.

But that's not all, it actually served as an anchor to drag him into the otherworld created by René.

Rene has the ability to create a "hidden place" that is slightly out of step with the world, but it will not be a big deal unless he prepares to "gather sympathizers for the composition of the other world." Not to mention a temporary debt, the Moon Eaters in a mystery (cheat). The same mystical (cheat) creature, the Otherworld, is somewhat resistant.

So, what we did was simple.

At the moment of the last blow, the flow of time created a tiny, non-existent alien world, which was liberated half a day later by bringing in Jumarre.

Thirty-five people were killed and six seriously injured as a result, and the Great Temple of Rear Tirtule was partially destroyed.

It was just that.