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

The sky of the journey, on the shoulders of the golem, the class continues.

"You said that we have at least a little bit of the mystical power of Genesis.

So can't we use that power to fight? "

"Oh? You've got eyes for me. You can't do that.

It's just not easy thinking about doing miracles with such mysterious shards. "

Dr. Evelis takes Dade glasses out of nowhere and hangs them to sparkle.

I don't know, but he's in the mood.

"If you want to perform miracles on people, you have to specialize yourself as a 'tool to perform miracles'. When my ways have been sharpened to the extreme, I can finally use the magic.

Magic without magic, by the power of mystery. It's called... Soul Source Magic (Primary Spelling) "

Feeling something like temper, Miaranze sipped.

The magic of doing miracles. Sure, that's a hell of a story.

"Whether this works or not, it's really talented. No matter how full of magical talent, soul source magic (primal spelling) isn't always available, and vice versa.

And then, I have to believe strongly in one thing and hope, and I want to be a charampolan like a witch. "

"Even you...... are?

"Yes, yes. If it's normal magic, I can use as much as I want. I can't just soul source magic (primal spelling)"

In undergoing magic tricks, I also somehow knew how many magicians Evelis was to Mialanze, an amateur.

He said, 'I trained magic to the limits of a man's soul'. Perhaps magical knowledge alone makes her exceptional in practice, although she will enter the five fingers in this world.

If it's just the amount of magic you're storing, Mialanze would be better than Evelis. But what kind of karakuri is Evelis, using the great magic of Mialanze causing the magic to run out?

He is the owner of a skill that transcends human intelligence. Even that Evelis says he can't use soul source magic (primal spelling).

"Besides, soul source magic (primal spelling) is like the exclusive magic of every single person. I can't decide what effect it will have.

The most unclear example of soul source magic (primal spelling) was the one that transformed the surrounding dishes into food. "

"It's... it's a miracle, but it's of limited use"

"Isn't that right? Most of them have a level of magic and physical depletion that would put their lives on the line if they just used one shot. I'm talking about dying out of magic, or wearing out as a magician, even if it's enough."

Evelis explained with a laugh of karakara what was funny.

It's not that sweet in the world, and it's like laughing it off.

"Ma, it's not like making it athe, soul source magic (primal spelling).

Nothing to train and wear. I guess if I picked up the talent I could use by chance, I'd be lucky. "

It was like a place in a spacious cave somewhere.

White spaces filled with light consist of walls and ceilings like the roots of plants.

There were armed elves there, and shadows of light that looked like elves… 'similarities' were lined up.

Everyone is looking at Mialanze with their weapons in place.

From the stories and circumstances in which the leak was heard, Mialanze understood the situation 80% way.

Both stupid elves are trying to erase Rene...

"Now, do it!

An elf, a woman in a great witch costume, issued a decree with an inorganic voice.

At the exact same time, there is no unusually late dimension, and the shadow of light emits arrows simultaneously.

A meteor-like arrow aimed at Mialanze and killed him from all around.

- I don't mind decaying on this occasion, such as this body.

Mialanze clawed at each other on both arms, and tore apart every sleeve of the maid's clothes.

Red scars are carved firmly on pale skin, from which blood smoke develops like ripples.

The twisting, backwinding blood smoke surrounded Mialanze and scratched out the arrows of flying light.

Delayed by the arrows of light, the biological warriors also attacked. The enchanting demon eye... doesn't work. This place itself seems to be dampening its ability as an undead.

Still, it's not like the different spaces to the earlier days that were completely powerless. I have the power to fight.

Around twenty Elf warriors armed with beast bones and leather armor. In the sword, in the arrow, dwells an abominable light.

- I need to protect the princess... Rene. And to those who hinder its journey... equal suffering! Equal doom! Equal death!!

Mialanze waves.

Blood smoke flashes in the form of giant nails at the end indicated by the hand. The leading warrior was slashed in one swing.

Tap the flying arrow in a retrograde direction, then cone and rotate as you change the trajectory of the leap, avoiding the next arrow.

"Heaven! The earth! God! People!"

Mialanze growled. I roared and ran.

Pay aside to spread your hands. The red and black fog swirled to pay off and fly around Mialanze, and two approaching simultaneously from left to right were each torn to pieces by blood smoke claws.

The sword of the beast bone did not even reach Mialanze.

"Derogate, trample, take!

Justice full of deception and falsehood!

Drink the blood and tears that flow, and if you don't know your face... "

An elf witch strives for Mialanze and unleashes magic. A mass of light looms that would be more appropriate to describe it as a shell rather than an arrow. One, two, three, and countless. Draw a different trajectory each while shining through.

Scratching, offsetting the light bullets on the path with blood smoke, Mialanze pokes at the witch. A light-bomb detached its aim burst behind Mialanze.

... No, not everything has been wasted. A magical sign that swirls sharply and looms from behind.

Turn the blood smoke behind your back, which is fading. Burst. Offset.

Warriors who break between the witch and Mialanze and enter. Mialanze pulled out the sword she had planted in her maid's clothes and pulled it out of her back.

Stepping in enough to have footprints on it. One elf warrior was slashed and lay low at the mercy of his power.

The rest of us, we can't make it.

The sword of the beast bone captured Mialanze.

Magically processed swords pierce Mialanze with incredible sharpness. Three swords missing from the belly to the back. Living is the power of order. Deny what is unclean, what is evil...... thin, God's imitation.

"Even this anger of mine, let me try to drink it up!

Mialanze growled even as she was skewered.

Anger burns up Mialanze's blood.

A sticky red tear poured out of Mialanze's eyes.

I never wished for anything extra.

My father, my mother and Miaranze, who lived quietly with three members of her family, were killed by 'poachers' and have been forced to live forever since. It was, indeed, an irrational tragedy.

But more than that, what annoyed Mialanze's heart was that for Mialanze, even if it was a tragedy that would deprive her of everything, she felt that it was a small event without help, like a grain of sand stained black on a white sandy beach for this world.

The powerful do not feed the weak, but... the world moves as if nothing is going on, even though such irrationality passes by!

Justice. Order. Peace. Happiness.

Under the glorious world, there are people crumbling and dying without being seen. Whether you say 'abandoned' or 'sacrificed', the essence remains the same.

How mild the tragedy that struck me was in this world...... when I realized it, Mialanze held a flame of despair and anger that would never go away.

Then let me remind you. How heavy the sacrifice is.

Knock down all the moving worlds as a matter of course and let this pain be known.

... for which Mialanze decided to fight. I left my nails and fangs with Rene!

The earth swayed, and the red and black dust flew.

The spiritual tree screamed mistletoe.

"Soul Source Magic (Primary Spelling)..." Hell Angry Lid Heaven/Seven Generations Near (GOOSIERA RAINAEL):! "