Story of The Ancient Demon King!

Distant greenery.

There is a man who walks around in the middle of a leaky day, looking for someone to "cross the night" to listen to rumors.

Before doing anything in the Wright Kingdom, I wanted to make arrangements with the owners of the Southeast except the North, who are supposed to be around the Deva King Wall, and the Bandit Hunters, but I don't see any of them.

……

Born into a "demon tribe" called the fighting tribe, he has lived in an environment where strength weighs above all else.

He has had a spear since childhood and has been competing fiercely with his parents and brothers.

The Exorcists will be the only warriors from the time they were born.

Among them, Ashra was proud of her strength in showing her head and not allowing her to follow her.

The Exorcists are those who possess "demons" in their hearts, blessed with magic, excellent physical abilities, and very high fighting power even without training.

Ashra looked at martial arts as everyone nurtured their magic and witnessed the coming days and the coming days.

Martial arts inherited from weak humans and subraces do not have the power of the Exorcism.

Initially, the villagers laughed at me.

He regarded martial arts as the footsteps of the weak and mocked them as symbols of weakness.

But on the day Ashra returned from martial arts in a human village, all the fierce demons were defeated before him.

In front of a demon with power and skill, I lost without hesitation.

Ashra cut off here that she had no one to fight against, and left immediately after only one breeding season in the ghost race.

Then a few years.

I've wandered all over the place to gather information and meet some of the strongest rumors, but I still can't find someone to moisten Ashraf's thirst.

I heard that there are monsters around the Deva King Wall this time, but I haven't encountered anything like that yet.

"............!

Throw away your luggage and stand up for signs of approaching at an unlikely rate while releasing unusual signs.

The thing got down in front of Asra without a sound.

"... a young monk in the depths of these woods is a monster.... who are you?"

He was a dark-eyed boy with dark hair, maybe glossy, darker than dark nights.

Looking at the eyes, I felt like being sucked in by the darkness without a bottom.

The blood of the demon drives me to the battlefield, and Asla has a desire for a fight that cannot be filled... but I feel a strange discomfort.

"You're looking for a" Night Crossing "around here and playing with a" ghost. "I just wanted to talk to you today."

I wonder if this is the Bandit Hunt of the Night.

To do so, I feel unnatural elegance and dignity.

No, I don't care who it is.

Asla remembers an unknown sensation, but holds her spear with her own blood.

I hope that this hunger will somewhat satisfy you.

♢♢♢

"--Gah, fufu...."

Asla kneels down.

In the center of a large, round plot of land that is powdery in the forest.

The clothes and armor blown up the upper body is full of scratches, large and small, and the spear in the hand is broken into pieces.

"I'm surprised. I can't believe it's so strong."

Ugh!

In the name of the Devil Clan, you can abandon most of your reason until you destroy your enemies and solve the true figure that goes beyond your limits and outrages you, turning back to the intact boy in front of you... with an unchanging smile.

The demonization of "The Devil" was there.

There was so much damage to the garment that it contained an unfamiliar magic power, and stood loosely with a black dyed sword.

The difference is not filled.

No matter how much force they say is broken, no matter how many tactics or tricks they use, the difference with this person is just getting farther.

I was attacked by a feeling of powerlessness that shook a contradiction to heaven by the difference in strength in too different dimensions.

"It's been a long time since I've had a good exercise. Well, I may have a lot to say, but I won this time."

The transcendental strength and refreshing smile on the back made Asla feel the feeling again.

Now that I've been twisted and defeated, I can quickly understand.

I'm afraid.

As man feared God, Asra feared this boy unconsciously.

Well then, I'll go. We'll make up if we see each other again. If so, Addu ~ "

And fear eventually - to faith.

Thank you for waiting.

Let's wait.

Asla turned to me and raised her voice to stop the boy who lightly decorated herself and waved his hand to leave without any trouble.

"What do you mean?

"--Would you please add this Asura to your last seat? The more immature you are, the better you will be. Get down... get down and make a wish."

"............ eh"

With one knee on Chrono who stopped walking slowly, he drooped his head and pleaded with sincerity with a fever that could not suppress his excitement.

Ashra, who continued to seek strength, could not believe that the boy was a demon or a destruction god.

There is no more worthy of keeping my spear.

♢♢♢

For now, it was suggested that we pay for the weapon, then follow Krono to the Deva King Wall, where he lives.

It was there before we had the speed adjusted, crossed some mountains, ran through the woods, and passed through the valley.

……

The sun falls in a valley surrounded by cliffs that you can't see until you look up.

The cliffs dwell in deep green, the waterfalls flow down neatly, and attract thousands of people along with the black illuminating walls, which are the finishing points.

"Nice view, isn't it? You can climb this wall, right? [M] I'll go ahead and wait."

Keeping Asla blinded by the magnificent and fantastic sights, Chrono jumped lightly to the midsection of the Deva King Wall.

I can't imitate a trick like Chrono, but I put my hand on the wall to continue.

That alone made the point that this wall was also called the "Shield of God". The moment I touched it, my spine became cold with a too hard feeling.

I don't think it belongs in this world.

Such instantaneous thoughts are cut off with a gaze from above.

Asla hurriedly climbed the cliff using her tough flesh.

"- You're here."

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting......"

Asla, who climbed the cliff, noticed something strange and stood between Kurono on the cliff and the big door behind him.

"Back off!"

"Stand back... it's already cliffy. Are you telling me to fall?

From the gap between the two open doors, a giant serpent emerges.

Crawl out a flashy orange giant that feels a lot of weight as if it were lukewarm.

The giant body, which would be more than 10 meters long and gently covered in dragon-like scales, winds up in a straight line toward Chrono.

I'll take care of this.

"Oh, no, no. She was the one who was in charge of the gatekeeper."

"... the gatekeeper?

As they say, snakes rub against chronos like cats, rubbing their heads and torso.

"Yeah. This is Doosan. And another one..."

An object that glided silently rides on the head of a snake with its sickle head lifted.

"This is Hisahide. I'm protecting our home while I'm away. I want to borrow anything from my feet or my snake's tongue."

"I see...... you guys, I'm Asla. Thank you very much."

Asla, who greeted the flying white snake and serpent lightly, was secretly convinced of why the forest lord had not been found.

To the east there must have been a giant serpent, and to the west a white lion with evil eyes formed the dominant territory.

"Doosan occasionally spits out lava, but then scold him properly. All right, let's go inside."

♢♢♢

It was a completely different world that passed through the black door decorated with gold.

Immediately after entering, there is a large space with a high ceiling depth, with a moderate campfire illuminating black toned walls and floors, creating a harsh atmosphere.

It was such a strange air that it was suspicious and mysterious.

Above all, if you lower your gaze, your face will be polished so beautifully.

The indestructible and famous Steel Wall was perfectly polished.

Kurono said, “I imagined a luxury hotel.”

In addition, I was proudly introduced to a passage where water flows down the side and a lounge where a clean river flows, but my head turns pure white because I don't think it's very real.

While understanding that the world is different, it slows down the design differences and repeats the failures that keep Kurono waiting.

Then, he was told to wait through the "Demon King's Room" with strict air different from other spaces.

One question arises as you are overwhelmed by the throne that reminds you of the heavenly world before you.

Why do you call yourself the Demon King?

Sure, the Demon King is powerful, but the same title as such an ugly man doesn't fall into my heart.

(... no, it's all up to Kurono-sama. It's about you. I suppose I have an unexpected plot.)

"- You've kept me waiting."

From the door to the right of the throne came Chrono, accompanied by Doussan and Hisahide.

Kneel immediately, Asla.

"There is no extinction. If the fact that you're spending as much time as I am is an honor to me...."

As he listened to Asla's words, Chrono came to see him.

"Uh-huh.... then, Asla. Start by raising your face."

Ha!

If you're not rude enough to be unfamiliar with someone who hasn't been under you, raise your face with forgiveness, even though you're worried inside.

There, Chrono brought it with him... a dark black spear with a special shape.

"... this is..."

"This is not waste material... it was made by cutting out the Deva King walls, and it's called" Kurotengaki "."