Soul Eater of the Rebellion

The King of Vampire Immortality is the culmination of an undead monster called alongside.

species, but does not have commonalities as vampires. That's how they call things stepping into a certain realm as immortal monsters.

Thus, the composition as individuals varied.

It naturally occurred on the trail of the Ghost Battlefield, but over the years it took in enormous amounts and gained self to become the king of immortality, while in some cases the cult priest gained the protection of the devil to become the king of immortality.

And there were examples of high magicians reaching out to the magic that was contraindicated, and they became unnecessary things and ended up being called kings of immortality.

Their actions and purposes vary, just as their composition varies. Not all immortal kings cause harm to humans, but some of them draw to their own realm and dawn into research to make the world of men irreversible.

Rarely, it is also certain that that is a very rare example, and most immortal kings were hostile to humans.

It is the Church forces of the world that have continued to fight such immortal kings. To this end, the Divinity of Law focuses on the eradication of demon-serving cults and immortal monsters, and in the past few immortal kings have been destroyed by them.

When that happens, the targeted side also begins to take measures to defend itself. Speaking specifically, the immortal kings entered into a feudal relationship with each other to antagonize with the Divinity of Law.

Night club.

This is the name of the gathering of the dreaded immortals.

Greed "Eli Eli Urus Eli Urus, of the herd, of the ru, of the various worms that come"

In the past, it was an organization that wished the death of Pope Noah, who buried three immortal kings.

Sharamon's chant cannot be heard by the constant. A super-fast chant that allows for unplanned skill as a magician and a compressed chant overlay that allows for unplanned knowledge as an explorer. Its surgical constitutive abilities did not allow human follow-ups.

Winged sound: "Unstoppable is the roar of hunger -"

countless springs with the end of the locust chant. Of course I did not summon a real locust, it is all a high-density magical body.

A few of these locusts, no, maybe even one, such as the magic of Miroslav earlier offset.

Furious That's all the magic chunks are pushing in like.

It could not have been prevented or otherwise, and Miroslav and Lunamaria clearly felt the feeling of the Sickle of Reaper touching the neck muscle.

- In those two ears, a clear voice echoes as opposed to the cloudiness of the demon.

"'Protect us, O God'"

A wall of light appears before the Miroslavs. The wall instantly encircled the Miroslaves and all the advance party. A closer look would have shown that there are countless fine prints on the walls.

Holy Spirit Perfection, one of the divine magic that the Law God bestows on believers.

The girl whom Prayer Charamon called Pope let the Holy Spirit perfect unfold in an instant. It also unfolded the highest levels, which would otherwise require a long time, with only short prayers.

Shortly after, the magic of the immortal clashed with the miracle of the Pope.

Every time each and every one of the locusts comes into contact with the wall, the bursting sound of pinching his ears clings to the Titis forest. One explosion alone is enough to take dozens of lives, and according to dozens, hundreds, thousands more wind up standing.

The immense firepower, which would even be attributed to the walls of the Ash King's capital, burned down the surrounding grass only in its aftermath. From green to black, the view of the forest changes as you look at it.

The black corpse, the ghost, the earth, the flames roll backwards, and the wind created by the flames breezes and blows wild. All that was there was already not a piece of meat left.

The magic cast by Zone Sharamon burns down even a hundred thousand troops. The cause of the divine realm. Even the ninth magic supposedly the magician's point of arrival would not be able to produce the power so far - at least, Miroslav thought so.

If you could activate so much magic with that short chant, it would even be easy to conquer a country. I have heard the horrors of the Immortal King many times, but I cannot but forbid the consternation that it was such a monster.

And...

"Are you both safe?

Even an equal amount of amazement could not be forbidden against the girl in front of her, who perfectly prevented the magic of that monster.

- It's just that at this time, there was no fear even if there was amazement in Miroslav. The same is true for Renamaria.

Perhaps six months ago, the two of us would have feared the Immortal King and feared the Pope. But now the two of them are paralyzed by all their experiences.

Fear therefore there was no surprise for the Pope, and when he saw the reaction of the two men, the Pope faintly opened his eyes.

At this time, the voice of Charamon echoes from beyond the Holy Spirit Perfection.

"I didn't know it would be easy to prevent my technique, which even brought out the stone of the secret sage to increase its power. Pope Noah. I see, I am not insulted '

The immortal king reveals himself again from beyond the tumbling earth and smoke. Seeing it, the face of the advance party moves to protect the Pope, but the Pope gently raises one hand to control them.

And quietly flaunt your mouth.

"I am the strongest shield ever given by God. No matter how powerful your magic may be, it will never penetrate."

Grinding Diamond: Speak unto me of things with the power of God. Right. '

"You won't have to treat the fallen with courtesy, charmed by the devil. Sharamon, I remember having that name in the third place of the night club, is it the same person?

"Nothing."

As soon as he did so, Sharamon's magic swelled up all at once. Even though it was mighty, the magic swells more than double. A groan leaked out of the advance party's mouth.

Even the Pope has a faint eyebrow root. Seeing it, Sharamon continued his words.

"Don't stand in line with the immatures you've destroyed. There's no such thing as an abominable bond between us outside the Holy City."

Basis: "We do not fight against the kingdom, we fight with the protection of God. And the protection of God is given equally to the faithful, both inside and outside the Holy Capital"

I said, "Well, let's do it with that blessing."

Say, Sharamon took a giant jewel out of his nostalgia. One, two, three, still going on.

They shine rainbow-colored, each and every one of them a magic stone with enormous magic power, but differ in purity from what Miroslav used in Mount Skim, for example, before. Muddy and snowmelting water, if you will.

Sage's Stone. Six magic stones of the highest purity, so called, rise in the air by the magic of Sharamon. Simply think, the next magical power released is six times more powerful than earlier.

In addition, for the first time, tension ran on the Pope's face when he saw those magic stones shape the Six-Mountain Star in the universe.

Magic Liberation: "In ancient times, the strongest shield was that which crushes with the strongest spear. The reverse is true again. Whether or not your shield, given by God, is worthy of calling it the strongest, may this charamon try - '

Sharamon unleashed the immense magic of himself and the stone of the wise in one word.

"Kuh!?

The soaring magic instantly turns into a giant spear of light and clashes to the Holy Spirit's perfection. The painful voice of the Pope poured out the ears of Miroslavs. And there's another thing I heard.

That was the sound of a wall. The walls are shaking that didn't even shake slightly with the earlier magic. It keeps shaking.

In front of the Miroslavs, a crack runs on the wall with the sound of the crystal crushing. Part of the wall was repaired when the Pope put his hands in front of him, but it was also just for a little while, and eventually the wall began to crumble faster than ever before before before the light shooting gained momentum.

The Pope's face swells in agony, from forehead to cheek, and several muscles sweat down.

In the meantime, I wasn't stood up for the Miroslavs, or in the face of the advance party. I was trying so hard to figure out if there was anything I could do.

But when it comes to this level of defense, if you put your hands on the heel, you'll be back on your feet. For Miroslav and Lunamaria, sacred magic is out of specialty. In a situation where the advance party is unable to move, there can be no more wisdom or other springs.

Even as you tow Charamon, if you step out of Holy Spirit perfection, you will evaporate without even remaining bones. There is no way to strike a hand. I just had to pray that Sharamon's magic ran out while the walls were being kept.

But that hope is also pushed away by a torrent of light that is gaining momentum. It was more obvious than seeing fire that Sharamon still had enough leeway.

The pope on the other hand is biting his lips off with his bloody face. No, the Holy Spirit. There is no place without cracks in it.

The end was imminent until now.

'I don't mourn. You will die in the hands of this charamon. [M] Honorable, scatter with pride.'

Just as I waited for Sharamon's words to end, the Holy Spirit's perfection collapses with a screaming sound.

Another few seconds.

Sharamon, so convinced, tried to strengthen his magic even more.

"Are you the dumb one?"

By Sola, who searched this place for more magical destructive sounds that continued to strike, he was slashed down from the brain to two.