Soul Eater of the Rebellion

And the shingles of the earthquake.

I knew the Pope's trick. The story of the fantasy sword that I saw when I fought Gozu Sheima in the Titis Forest.

I don't know why the Pope used the same technique as Goz. There's only two things I've learned. One is that the composition of the papal skill is identical to Gozu - no, identical. And the other thing is that the power of Keiji is much greater than Gozu's.

It seems that some of the power was consumed by the soul eaters thanks to the suddenly raising of their hearts, but the pressure of the attack that was launched was still a great word.

Immediately after the shock of a real thunderbolt struck the brain, my body was violently struck by the ground.

"Gu... gi...!"

A voice floods out of my mouth, as if it boils down to bitterness, screaming and amazement.

A distracting shock. The skull was throbbing, the joints of the limbs were broken, and the bones of the whole body were crushed -- so much pain was running around the body.

Of course, you're not really that badly injured. No matter how much Soul Eaters can restore, I can't survive the damage. The pain that still ran all over my body was proof that I was alive.

However, from his senses, it was really a shock and pain that shattered his whole body.

... well, when fighting Dogha for three days and three nights, I tasted dozens and hundreds of times of the same pain, so I'm used to getting used to it, but it's not that it's less painful because I'm used to it. What hurts hurts.

I turned my gaze to the sky while thinking about it.

Beyond the line of sight, the pope stood in the air, winging four black wings, looking one at the other. The Pope, who had a fierce will to fight with his long, sharp eyes, waved the sickle in his hand.

Looking at the stance that resembles the sound of a god earlier, an alarm bell rings in my head.

The moment I tried to wake my body ignoring the pain, I felt that I could clearly hear the Pope's voice, which was supposed to be overhead.

Phantom Funeral Sword Exodus

The papal spell turned into a swirling flame, and it came at me. A gigantic flame that burns blue to indicate high calorific value. There is nowhere to spare.

The blue flame swallowed me in an instant, and it burst with a roar after a beat. The swollen explosion ran up through the sky, violently scorching the demon world's sky.

In addition, the scorching heat produced by the fighting technique became an invisible flame that burned the surroundings, and the air around it was boiling so much that the lungs were about to burn just by breathing. The gravel that covered the ground in too much heat melted halfway, and a scorched odor pierced my nose.

If I were a living person, I would have burned every drop of blood, even every piece of bone, and must have disappeared. The pope unleashed a technique that in a blink of an eye transformed the surroundings into a hot hell.

In only three attacks, the Pope created a tornado, thunder, and scorching earth.

The pope still did not stop the attack.

"Kan... Kan... Kan... Kun... Kun... This is the eight forms (forms) that show the heavenly and earthly nature. In other words, gossip."

Like a greeting to God, or a chant of magic, the papal slip shakes my ears.

"Dryness and sunshine come together to form the sun, leaves and tremors come together to form the shallow shade, leaves and canes come together to form the shallow shade, and gongs and kun come together to form the shade. This is the Four Elephants, which show the nature of the heavens and the earth. That is, the four elephants."

Flapping his wings and rising sharply, the Pope immediately turns himself up to a certain height, and turns to a sudden descent.

While stirring up the fiery heat and blue flame that he had created, the figure that rushed toward me on the ground in a straight line was reminiscent of a meteorite that penetrated the earth.

"- Illusory burial swords of the type of Shaoyin, the white swords."

The scythe in the papal hand shines brightly and is swayed down into a flash of silver.

The next moment, the slash unleashed the tremendous power that shakes the axis of the earth, making the demonic world's land shake (epilepsy).

- Somewhat.

How was my secret sword that built the three-shaped elephant?

The pope, who had just launched a blow to the sanctuary, smiles and asks as if nothing had happened.

I couldn't even respond, and I just kept exhaling. Her arms were numb and motionless, and she hardly felt the palm of her hand holding her sword. No, it was equivalent to not only the palms of my hands, but also other body sensations.

Honestly, it would be very bad if they were pursued now, but the Pope does not intend to do so.

I don't know what they're up to, but if the Pope wants to have a conversation, he'll have time to recover from it.

So judging, I answered the Pope's question as if I were throwing up.

"It hurt to death."

"Have you finished the sword technique that you have honed with your life?" You will be scolded by the ancestors of the Imperial Sword Clan who have done so much. "

When he does so, the pope deliberately shrinks his shoulders. Then, in a light tone, he began to talk about the continuation of the words he had spoken earlier.

"The sun and the shallow shade are joined together, and the sun and the shade are joined together." These are the two rituals that show the nature of the heavens and the earth. The two-legged ones. And the yang and the yin are combined to become Tai Chi (Tai Chi). This is the nature of the heavens and the earth (by the way). All in all, the octagonal four elephants have two poles. With the acquisition of these fifteen types, Illusory funerals will be spread all over the world. "

"Fifteen shapes... do you mean that the three shapes and one elephant I was talking about just now have four shapes fixed?"

"Yes, that was the best the swordsman could do."

The moment the Pope told me, the earth shook. Behind the Pope, a towering dragon trembled unpleasantly.

At the same time, the gaze of a dragon full of hatred caressed the ground. Even though it is now sealed, the glance of things that once tried to destroy the world has become an invisible iron hammer that defeats me on the ground - no, not just me, but the Pope.

Apparently, the Pope keeps his mouth shut when I'm alive.

However, the Pope repeated his words to me, turning the eye pressure of the dragon like a breeze.

"However, only three people were able to control the flow of illusion funerals." There were many excellent swordsmen among the phantom burials, but they were unable to spread the word. The sword that defeated the dragon was too expensive for a man. The fantasy sword that the Imperial Sword Clan conveyed to us today was created to even out the path leading to all the stories. "

"Do you want me to even out the way?" That means both..... "

"Yes, it is the same for both schools with the acquisition of the fifteen types."

The Pope's words were the answer to earlier questions about why Goz and the Pope could use the same skill.

The three people that the Pope described as having the most terrifying sword funerals were probably Mitsuhito and Kazuma, and the demonic atrium.

And if, as the Pope said, the reason why Mikado Izuma launched the fantasy one-sword stream was to produce (yes) a large number of magical funerals, it also explains why the two schools convey the same secret meaning.

Well, in that case, the question arises as to why Kazuma deliberately added his hand to the name of the genre, but if it was Kazuma, he might have realized that his sword was just an imitation of his younger brother's sword.

Perhaps there is a rule in the Imperial Sword Family that "only those who have been able to tell the story of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the fantasy of the swords of

While I was thinking about it, the Pope's words continued.

"It is the harmony between the sword and the scripture that is important for all communication. No matter how accurately you wield your sword, you can't unleash your form without having the necessary bow. The opposite is also true. Even if you have the necessary skill, you can't release the type without your skills as a swordsman. If you want to be stronger than you are now, use your will for harmony. Especially you have too much weight. He who is strangled by the same animal will never reach heights.”

……

I responded silently to the Pope's advice.

There was no doubt about what they were saying. Rather, there were many parts to nod.

That's why I felt "strange". Until now, we have been talking to each other even if we have some doubts in order to buy time for recovery, but I can't help but remember the suspicions even if they are made in the deepest sense of the word. The Pope's words and deeds were not enough to send salt to his enemies.

I flinched as I carefully watched the opponent's appearance.

"I want to say that the advice will be painful, but is it okay? It seems like you've been angry a lot since before."

"It is the word of the hand from sister to disciple to younger brother. You will spill some of your eyes. Besides that, the dragon's eyes (mackerel) are very cloudy, so there is no problem."

"... what do you mean?"

The words of the Pope suddenly echoed. I felt that way.

Feeling something stiff on your back, you hold your eyebrows together and ask. The Pope then returned these words in the same tone as before.

"One word has been echoing in my head since before. Kill, kill, kill the abominable dragon. And this is the only proof that the dragon's eyes are blind."

That doesn't clear up my suspicions. As a matter of fact, it got deeper and deeper.

It is only natural that the Pope, who exercised the Divine Descent (Cole Godd), could hear the dragon's words. And the "abominable dragon" that the dragon says is definitely a soul eater.

Soul Eater defeated the dragon a thousand years ago during the Golden Empire (Imperium), and perhaps three hundred years ago, the dragon's enemies who lived in Gotenin and contributed to the seal.

If so, it would be natural for the dragon to risk the soul eaters or to order the pope to kill them.

Whether he was aware of my doubts or not, the Pope went on quietly.

"I can only see the dragon as I look at you." It's obvious that the dragon is blind by itself, the sword sky. "