Sekai ga Death Game ni Natta no de Tanoshii desu

"... I see. In that case, isn't it shitty or unsuitable?"

The spoken seraphin is amputated by entangling the surrounding seraphin.

Isn't there something wrong with this beautiful blade?

"No, because it's just a self-reinforcing ability, isn't it?" no matter how many things are cut off like that..... "

Mao turned to you in a hurry as he heard the sound of meat mixing.

The dragon rider that I was supposed to cut out earlier... the human and dragon meat chunks were beginning to regenerate.

"You originally gathered pieces of meat from this body and made them." If you just cut it, you're going to play it right away. Yamada Kotaro really excels in appearance, status, and ability, but he's useless in such situations. Is that why you're a fake hero? "

The sickle is shaken and the seraphine's flesh is amputated.

However, a fluffy seraphin floated elsewhere and took over the conversation.

"I can't, I can't. No matter what you think, you can't beat me. If the only methods of attack are amputation and beating to death, there is no reason to beat me to be able to collect pieces of meat. And... is there a reason? Why are you fighting me? Don't you think so? Then give up....."

The phones and sickles rang and slashed through the seraphine.

"Shall we kill Masashi Mingxing?" my favorite Masashi Akaboshi..... "

Mao swings down the sickle.

"... oh?"

Then the swung down seraphine leaned over.

At the same time, it fell apart like sand and disappeared.

"... if you want to regenerate it with pieces of meat, you can chop them into smaller pieces than pieces of meat"

"It's a rumor, and it's violent." That's how you attack... do you have any health? I have 10,000 cats here, right? "

Slowly, the seraphins began to float in the sky.

The regeneration of both the human and dragon forms was over.

I am awake.

Right now, Mao's eyes are open to the sight of a general leading 10,000 soldiers about to start a battle.

Mao took a breath that was just a little rough and calmed down.

With just one swing, I was draining a lot of my health.

But Mao didn't mean to give up.

Grasping the sickle, he firmly stung the seraphins.

"Really, why are you fighting?" As I said earlier, I'll miss Yamada Kotaro. You don't like Masashi Mingxing, do you? "

"Yeah... but it doesn't matter." I was "asked" and "entrusted." Then you have to protect it, right? I'm the [Devil King]. "

Now Mao's face is not a face that is falling in love with Kotaro, or a face that hates Shinji.

But they looked straight ahead, and the faces of the king, which they would not show to Kotaro, or to Shinji, who would lead the people, in their admiration.

"... that's good."

Pfft, as the seraphin smiled, it charged at Mao at once.

Ten thousand seraphins and Mao's never-ending battle have begun.

"... this is it."

In the soil of the space where the battle is taking place.

In the depths of the earth, there was a mass of meat.

"But it was disgusting. Her thoughts on Masashi Mingxing. I guess you hate it. It's not like there's no love. Love for my beloved sister's son. I just want to harass you. I just want to be unhappy."

It's a terrible emotion.

There must have been a name for someone who did that.

"Are you sure... it was a stalker?" The middle of the shell is a stalker of Masashi Akaboshi. The former demon king has fallen a lot. "

Somewhere in the chunks of meat, you can hear a smile spilling out.

"But... it was really unexpected." Well, now we can hold her here. "

The meat was about to take shape.

The blood of the seraphins killed on the ground was gathered, a piece of flesh.

"The fact that you've used her in this scene... didn't mean you can't read it?" No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Still... you didn't think I'd be able to use this scene. Well, that's right. I was expecting it, too, but I thought the odds were barely there. The odds of using it, the odds of success. "

From a man a feather grows, and it looks like an angel.

"For my sake... her skill [guidance] was the most intrusive." Now there's no more sadness. "

It's like an angel, and gradually the skin grows out of the flesh and gets finished.

"It's done. Let's get started." Is it a comedy or a tragedy? It's decided..... "

The angel, whose seraphine flesh gathered, twisted his face.

"It's doom, right, Masashi Akaboshi?"

Shinji and Shishito were fighting in the space spread out in front of an angel.