The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

A blunt sound sounds and Astalot's body plays loudly.

Red blood came from the edge of her mouth, wiping it with a sleeve of clothes, and she sighed out the thought air that accumulated in her lungs.

"Absolutely... there was a lot of chemicals."

Face up.

At the end of his gaze was Satan blowing up steam from all over his body, and Asta's cheeks were drawn to that intimidation that was still swelling up.

"I see..." The Sin of Anger, "is it?"

Satan's one and only skill - the sin of anger.

That means that the more angry you get, the more corrective your combat abilities will be, but 'angry' is the stupidest thing to do in battle.

If you get angry, your thoughts will be dull and you will be misjudged.

Weirdly enough, it drains your health, and you could end up getting hit by a gap.

'Angry' is therefore a contraindication (taboo) that you should not go to during battle. But.

"Guuuuuuuu......"

In a nutshell, Satan now - a wild beast, I would have said.

Steam blows up from all over your body and smoke blows up from the edge of your mouth.

Satan's hand, it accelerates anger with momentum that even flies reason, jumping power all at once.

It wasn't even an Alpha fight - no, its back hand, which couldn't be done, can be activated as long as it is in this moment.

Whatever it is, there is no Lord of His Own who should not be disturbed.

"Ass, tarotovo!

"Ku......!

Satan's fist, which makes his bright red eyes shimmer, hits Astarot's barrier.

The roar rings all around her - badly, and a little crack enters her barrier.

Asta unexpectedly opens her eyes to the sight, and shortly afterwards Satan's fist breaks through her barriers and pierces her belly wide.

"but..."

"Gahhhhhhh!!"

Large amounts of blood are spit out of her mouth and her body is blown wide open.

But at the same time, the momentum is greatly shredded as I learn the feeling of being wrapped in something soft.

"Ku... well, I guess not."

"Ah, Asmo......,"

If you look, Asmodeus, who took Asta's body, has cuts running all over his body, and his right arm, full of blood, is lowering without force.

- The seal.

I try to ask you that, but a pillar of light appears in the corner of my sight, and I perceive everything.

"... ahhh. Was it reckless to do it with all the great demons on the boulder"

"Who said I could win first..."

You must be the one, Asta says and stops.

She herself followed me here thinking it was possible to win. But if you open the lid...

"I don't think we have a choice..."

At the end of his gaze is a tighter figure of Satan than before, and the sense of intimidation emanating from his body has changed from slightly shrunk to greater.

If asked what had hunted down Asta, who was at the top of the list, they would simply mention that Satan's fighting power was more than expected.

"Sin of anger... although I had never seen it activated properly -"

"The butch runs out on a level that even blows up reason, is it? Feels like I saw it. Runaway, frenzy, but should I say..."

Besides, I came to say I still can't see the 'cap'.

This would seriously have to put escape into the option as well. Although.

'Did you think I'd let you get away with it?

Lucifer's voice sounds and makes her gaze all around her.

If you look at it, you pushed Asmodeus over and unsealed it, the other great demons were consolidating the siege net to surround Asta and Asmodeus, and the situation had changed with reluctance, no matter what the sight was unchanged from the beginning.

- Definitely desperate.

When Asta grinned bitterly in view of her own magic power, she exhaled heavily.

"... I hear one thing. Do you really think that you want to destroy the human race at any cost?

In the words, five voices overlapped.

"- Regardless."

Not lost in the answer, Asta sadly closes her lid.

"I killed my friend by God," Baal muttered.

"I was murdered by my friend's parents," Belphegor said outrageously.

"I've fallen into gods," Lucifer shook his shoulder.

"I have my parents killed," Leviathan said, burning his anger.

'I have been killed a loved one,' Belzebub tells me.

'You know, Astarot. A demon is the embodiment of misfortune that has been persecuted by the gods by being born and just saying [demons]. If you're the supreme god or the superior god, you'll hear about persuasion. But there's no point in any less cuss. It's not even strong. It's the habit of a lower or intermediate God, looking down at the devil. I see it as an object of persecution'

It was Belzebub groaning so sadly, but the flames of anger are burning in the back of his eyes.

'We must never repeat the same thing again. Forgive my heart to the gods and I will be badly betrayed by the decision. God is the embodiment of arrogance beyond me. There is no other hand but destruction. "

'Or something. Astalot. Do you want us to reconcile with the gods?

Lucifer and Leviathan went on to do so, and Asta, who received five gazes, had a much powerless grin.

"- I can't, can I? No matter what you say about reconciliation, you make it conditional on the" annihilation of everyone below the superior god "or something. Even for mankind, there can't be a creation that believes in the gods, can there?

That's what I said and fluttered my hand, Asta.

But she narrows her eyelids softly and brightens her red eyes.

"- But it's also a good place to escape reality."

Asta spins her words pale as immense magic blows up from her body.

"Creation, is it? Did you know? The first original, the first where there's nothing more. There was only Euras the Creator and Gaia the Mother Earth in the world. I mean, the devil is also talking about the same creation as a human being."

- Let me tell you something.

She continued to do so, hoisting her eyebrow butt and clapping her hands together.

"- Aren't you a horse deer? What is this: 'I can't repeat the same failure -' without negotiating a settlement or doing anything? If you really want to think about future generations, why don't you push in your personal grievances and work hard for the kids! Ah?"

It swells up like a magic explosion, and the gemstoned ring that was embedded in her right finger starts to glow dazzlingly.

"- Prohibition" Demon Layer Sealed "

Moment after moment, conveniently five black magic balls floated around her, and a ball of sweat on her forehead, she held her breath and lowered her arms.

"... and he's always just a kid in the book. People like Gil and you will just break it because you don't like it. I haven't thought about anything since. Are you trying to say that the feelings of those left behind are out of the question?

So I laughed. Asta opened her eyes wide.

I pummeled the exact same line to the Great Devils rigid in her words.

"Let's say it again and again, it's not horse deer!

Moments later, the five spheres that were fluffy floating turned to the five Belzebub, Leviathan, Lucifer, Belphegor and Baal, and when they finally woke up, they felt 'cursed' and crippled by that power that Asta had told them.

'Ku...... Huh!

Some of them move out to sneak.

Some strike to intercept.

But the five spheres follow them, as if they were themselves, and are sucked into the five bodies that open their eyes.

Five bodies rooted as soon as possible are transformed into light, and shortly thereafter into huge chunks of light.

- Forbidden curse and demonic layer seal.

In a nutshell, would it be the ability to create a labyrinth (dungeon)?

The ability to enter the Labyrinth Nucleus (Dungeon Core) created by magic and force it to seal it to the depths of the Labyrinth that created it. The more powerful that opponent is, however, the more magic and concentration he will need, and even superior wizards who are good at magical power will only be able to send in a whole S-rank demon and create a few tiers of labyrinth.

But this time Asta will seal the fortified Great Devils, five in total.

Plus, the number of tiers in the labyrinth...

"You're going to chill your head at the bottom of a deep underground labyrinth! East, west, north, south, and center to seal! All of the hierarchies we make, fifty hierarchies (...) Huh!

Asta screams, and those five spheres head towards the east, west, north, and south of the continent, and towards the centrally located kingdom of Hermes.

The planting is already complete, all of which will be sealed without impossibility.

The problem is......

"Well. Now the Great Devils are retiring for now..."

That's what Asta says. She puts her gaze back forward.

There's Satan's figure intuitive that 'if you touch him, it won't taste good' or he doesn't move a step from the spot and makes his bright red eyes glow violently, and the dry grin leaks from the back of Asta's throat at at the feeling so intimidating from him.

"... what's wrong with it? Near the sealed object seems to have a non-transferable junction affixed to it just in case, and... now they've taken quite a bit of magic."

Asta drops her gaze to her right hand as she says.

I have the feeling my arm will be bounced off if I try to shed magic.

- Excessive use of magic.

He is screaming because his body continues to use high-ranking magic and a worthy curse. Asmodeus stepped forward with his sword with his left hand before Asta, who laughed powerlessly at the fact.

"... buy time, run away quickly"

"Nah -!? Then don't be silly, Mr. Asmo!

Asta opens her eyes and yells so back at the words she doesn't think Asmodeus has spoken.

But there was a gentle grin on Asmodeus' cheek, and Asta's expression drew a hack of breath.

"... it must be you, Astarot, who saved me from Alpha's death and from being neglected from both the devil and God's side in the end. He made me promise my assurance that I would participate in this god demon war."

……

Astah unwittingly silenced on Asmodeus' words as if they were all foreseeable, and Asmodeus smiled satisfactorily at the answer to that silence.

"... wouldn't that be nice? I've always been a queen who could obey someone. Don't you want to try and live for someone at the end of the day?

At the same time as that word, Satan, who had his fist up, ran out.

Asmodeus, who saw it, laughs and thrusts Asta. Asta, who was originally unprofessional about melee, is easily blown away, and at that moment, she opens her eyes and stares at Asmodeus.

There's a gentle, crying Asmodeus.

"I'm sorry, Asta. I want to see this far."

In the words, tears accumulated in Asta's eyes.

At the end of his gaze, Satan, who rushed up to the sight of Asmodeus, was waving his fist, and in front of him, Asmodeus grips his sword all the time.

And...

"- Ah? What are you doing, Temehe and the others?"

Just before the fist struck Asmodeus, that moment.

of purple (...) color (...) what (...) broke between them.

Something of that purple - no, the man with the purple cloak weaving, takes Satan's fist with one hand and Asmodeus's sword with the other.

"Nah."

Asta opens her eyes with dismay to it, and even Satan, who was in anger, wakes up in an instant.

Grab a fist in the face. But before thinking, Satan's instinct part feels dangerous, and his body flies backwards on its own.

"Ki, are you... Huh!?"

"Wow, it's been a while, ain't it, fucking demon?"

There was a man there.

The purple cloak is stirred in the wind, causing purple gray hair to look troublesome.

The face he saw, but neither strength nor intimidation was comparable to before, and Satan grabbed his fist and mouthed the man's name.

"- God of War King, A (...) L (...) F (...) A (...)...!"

King of War Alpha.

Why is the man here who was supposed to have killed him?

Against Satan, who devoured his teeth and stared at Alpha, Alpha fluttered and waved to show him.

"No evil, that shit is like, 'No, there's nothing to solve when we leave now. What are you, stupid?' I kept my mouth shut because I was nasty, but at last my permission came down too. That's why it's a revenge match, fucking demon."

"... what?

To Alpha's words - no, to one of them, a bad feeling passes behind Satan's brain.

Cold sweat streams down my cheeks and my shoulders tremble in fears I don't know what to do.

- Two, I forgot.

Earlier, before the battle began, the words spoken by Asmodeus come to mind, and that unpleasant feeling transforms into something even greater in Satan.

"No way -!?"

"Yeah, well, no way."

There was an indescribable grin on Alpha's face that I told him so.

"What is it? I have a message for you from that fool."

When Alpha opened her mouth with her hand on her chin, she cut it out like this, trying to remember.

"I just..."

The sword looms in front of him, and Ouka closes her eyelids aggressively.

Gah, and the dull sound, and whether she's ready for her death or not, for some reason, she frowns small at that pain that hasn't struck her forever.

(Yes, what the hell...)

I groan so in my heart - immediately afterwards, I inadvertently open my eyes and drop my gaze at the 'warmth' I felt in my wounded abdomen.

There is a collection of 'silver' light there, gently healing the wounds worn on the abdomen.

I opened my eyes to the limit of the sight, and, uh, noticed someone standing in front of me.

"- Huh!?"

To a kind of hunch that resembles certainty, she looks up in momentum.

There was a (...) man (...) with black (...) armor (...).

Long pink hair was stretched from the back of the helm covering his face, and he was taking with his hands the sword that was approaching the Ouca's skull.

"Oh, you..."

To the word, the black-armed man turns his gaze small to Ouka.

Red eyes glanced into her eyes from under the helm - shortly afterwards, the demon who had received the sword opened his eyes with a kick.

"Chip! I'm coming, you guys! First, I'm gonna bust this wooden stump!

To that voice moves the demon of the boy who was falling, and the great gods of precepts.

When the black armor advances to the front of the Ouka, suddenly, it receives one machete with its right arm, two machetes with its left arm, and three machetes with its head firmly.

And - Pakiri and I got a crack in that armor.

"- Well, and. I guess it's time we didn't even need this armor."

Second, a nostalgic voice sounds.

A crack runs through the whole armor and gradually collapses off the edge.

Basil, and pink rashes fall to the ground, and black hair appears from the end.

"... ah, ah..."

Behind him, tears fell from the eyes of the wolf.

Black coat with dark, windy hair.

When he grabs the sword into the helm with his bare hands - he crushes himself, bakily.

Moving his two fingers elsewhere, stunned and eye-opening demons, the three demons standing around him are instantly tied to the ground.

"but..., ko, this is...!

Tied up the three bodies are red objects stretched out more than the ground.

- It's nothing else, it's a shadow (...) eh (...).

"No, the world has changed a lot since I was there."

A wave of wand is created in the hand of a man stretched out steadily.

A golden wand decorated with a pair of wings on the head.

The man grips it - tongs, and slaps the ground with a stone clash.

- At that moment, the world changed.

The sky, which was gray, is pale and coloured, and the grass spreads to the endless meadows.

to that change, to its overwhelming presence.

Everyone there looked back at the man and opened his eyes.

"" "" "" Nah!? "" "

The man, who listened to those surprised voices and showed even those gazes gently, hoisted up the edge of his mouth.

"Nobody's saying 'he's not back,' that's all."

The man - the executor, Gin-Crashbell.

That's what I said, like nothing.