The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

The water dragon goes wild, the holy sword flies, and just one spear shoots them off beautifully.

"Ha ha! What is it, ladies and gentlemen? Though apparently the movement lacks glory!

"Ah, come on!

A giant whaled Loki hook claw strikes Barberis and his spear takes it directly from the front.

Atmospheres tremble in high power clashes with each other, blowing each other's bodies like they were bounced.

Loki manages to regain her position in the air, and Barberis gets picked up by a black horse in the air for nothing.

"Ugh! What the hell is that? Stiff, fast, and all attacks are one-hit Special!

"Ho, ho, suck."

"Oh, no, it's not, Grandpa Euras!

A demon named Barberis was the only one who said that while a creative god aboard a jet-mounted Seg-O-Yay rubbed his mustache, but as Loki put it, it wasn't just 'sucks'.

It's not like I have a lot of special abilities. but its pure combat abilities far outweigh Ravana and Azazel, and it is a formidable enemy that Poseidon, Loki, Euras, and even the three men who are at the top of the Supreme God cannot easily defeat them.

But.

"What are you talking about, both of you! If we lose here, God's name will be obsolete!

Poseidon, scratched on his cheek, says so, but comes back to both of us, screaming so as he wipes the blood flowing from his cheek.

But Barberis at the end of his gaze has slaughtered down Poseidon's water dragon, and he cannot be so optimistic before his strength.

Besides...

- Besides, if we lose here, there's no one left to die.

In a frighteningly cold voice, Loki turns her gaze small toward the human army.

There's a human army there that you can see as a 'disadvantage' and a demonic army that dares to blame itself around the Gods of Commandment, if even Barberis, Azazel, Ravana and one of those three leaks...

"Destruction, then..."

……

If we lose here, mankind will perish.

Loki exhales loudly before that fact, returning from the whale to its original human condition.

From its back, however, the wings of the squid grow, and her purple eyes firmly capture the appearance of Barberis.

"... ha, not my type"

Loki grips her fist all the time.

Breathe heavily - shortly afterwards, an enormous sense of intimidation blew out of her body.

To it both Euras and Poseidon and Barberis opened their eyes and solidified, but she awakens by putting her hands up to Barberis softly.

"It was a creed to say that I try not to be on the table stage. I can't seem to say that all the time."

Moment after moment, the wings of the whale blew all around him.

Barberis covered his face with his arms in a huge amount of wings that even covered his sight, in a lump of wind that he would slap and blow -

"- Huh!?"

At that moment, I look at the black self peeking through the gap between my wings, and I twist my body on my horse aggressively.

A black shrimp passes to where Barberis was earlier, and Barberis sends a message to the black horse to see a glimmer of red scratches running on his cheek and fly off the scene.

But as if I had anticipated it beforehand, a huge black hand emerges from the other side of the wing covering up my vision, twisting the black horse's neck all the way up.

- Immediate death.

So intuitive, Barberis jumps off the horse and lands momentum on the ground, which was stretched far below him.

"What the hell..."

A black horse crashes right to his side at the same time as he squeals like that.

On a smaller note, the body of the black horse had also crashed from far above and suffered considerable scratches - its neck existed there without any hindrance.

Looks like a black horse with his neck twisted up, past the back of his brain.

Nonetheless, the black horse now at the end of his gaze is only alive, but there are no signs of twisted around his neck.

I mean, you know...

"Illusion...... ugh!?

If you look up, Loki, who grew the wings of a whale from his back, is looking down at Barberis with his cold eye-conceived eyes, and his mouth angle hangs on that figure, which is different from the previous one.

"The cunning god Loki......!

"Absolutely, these days it seems like kids are looking down at the other demon eyes because they think the three demon eyes are the supreme ones -"

I laughed that way. There's a crest floating in her eyes that I've never seen before.

"The Finest Demon Eye to Conduct Illusion -" The Illusion Eye ""

Having spotted the menace of that demonic eye in an instant, Barberis breathes heavily and deeply to calm his spirit when he sets his spear relentlessly.

"... hey, it's Loki, the cunning god. The wasps, you know the demons have 'illusion resistance', right? Even the illusion of the three great demon eyes can survive with a small pain. Not to mention if you've known from the beginning that 'Illusion Reliance' -"

"If you know, what do you think?

Yes, back (...) after back (...) or (...) et al. (...) voice sounded, and Barberis, with his eyes turned, waved his spear toward his back.

but there was no sign of Loki there, and the spear tore the void apart - shortly afterwards, a tremendous shock struck him from behind.

"but...... ah!?"

The heavily blown Barberis, however, quickly opens his eyes and pierces a spear on the ground to kill the momentum.

If you give it a face, there is the figure of Loki, the cunning god, sitting in his place until earlier, and blinking unexpectedly at that appearance, somewhere blurry and sumptuous, the next moment, the world around him had changed into a gallery.

Look around Gabba.

Thunder blasts from afar and dry red ground shakes small.

Inside there are human bones rolling, and a red full moon illuminates them in the sky.

"Ko, this is..."

"Of course I know. You demons don't have much illusion. [M] Besides, the longer you become living demons, the more you bite your lips even with the eyes of the three demons and you will get out. Although."

Twinkly, blood travels from the edge of Barberis' mouth.

- I bit my lip off.

But the sight of the surrounding area is not shaken by fine dust, but merely the figure of Barberis, whose will is trapped in illusion.

To Barberis seeping less amazement, Loki pasted a cold grin.

"I'm sorry, Barberis. My illusion is much stronger than the three great demon eyes"

To the words, a cold sweat fell on his spine.

Fear runs through the body and grips the spear all the time.

- The phantom eye.

It is the basic specs that do not reach the three great demon eyes, but the top demon eyes far exceed those specs when it comes only to illusion.

Another unique skill, proud of the cunning god Loki.

Its ability to hear it for the first time - no, intentionally keep it hidden. To its power, Barberis felt a sense of fear, as well as an unexpected blowout.

"Strong enemies so far... I see you're wasps seeking and experiencing... heh!

Oh, how far up can I go if I can beat this opponent?

My chest jumps when I think about it that way. You won't be looking forward to it.

Give thought to the future self, Barberis grips the spear hard and hard.

"My true name, the undefeated Barberis! Once you lose, you never give up, be the name of a victory hungry beast!

I've thrown it away a long time ago, like Pride.

I don't need any other greed, I just push for sole.

Anyway, he has a victory he wants at the expense of everything else.

Therefore he seeks the mighty.

Seek an overwhelming strong man stronger than himself.

And no matter how long it took, we win.

If I do, I can be stronger than I am now.

Loki leaks a small sigh when she sees Barberis laughing so joyfully.

"Oh, I knew you were the worst of demons."

Loki lifts her right hand to Barberis and works out her magic greatly.

"I'll go ahead. The Supreme God (us) is far from being in excellent shape. - I just made a ridiculous request, and my magic, strength, and energy are all teasing. But."

Yes, she laughs.

Behind her lies the god of the sea, who brought a giant water dragon, and the god of creation, who created the original that created countless weapons.

The girlfriend who took them - Loki, the cunning god, tells them this in a frigid, cold voice.

"You think you can beat these three? If so, it's very thoughtful."

To that word, to that power which no longer conceals.

Barberis laughed furiously.

"- No shortage"

Just one word, that's what I grumbled about.