This is Las Boss, Demon King, "Church" in front of Castle.

The figure of the giant John Golem is ugly and distorted, and the white exterior is dyed blue and white. A horn appeared on the head of the goddess, a pattern reminiscent of a third eye on her forehead.

Like desert pirates (pigmies), the kind who can move the chair itself?

Ugly distorted and transformed statue of the evil god - waving down the fist held by Johannegorem.

Beneath the shadow falling onto the stage, there was still a figure of Pi keeping the white smoke up.

"Sage got away with it... you first"

Laksha's voice echoed from the mouth of a giant golem. Its mouth also spread to tear, transforming it into a peel of fangs up and down.

When I magically enhanced my physical abilities and jumped, I held Pi from under my fist like a giant falling stone, which drowned my hair stage.

Ju...... and my palm can burn. In the middle of heat dissipation, touching Pi seems to burn without exaggeration.

"How can you help me until you're hurt?"

The mouthfeel was pale. Pi looks at me like she despises me.

Maybe he thinks that even if he dies, he has a replacement, etc.

"There will be no noise with this degree of burn. More than that, can you move?

"Yeah... I'll stop here. So take the stellars and run away. For Laksha, destroying me is the second goal after the wise."

Try to pay for my arm, Pi turns back to the statue of the evil god.

He looked up at the statue of the evil god while healing the burns he sustained with healing magic. A voice leaks out of the mouth of the evil god.

"You're a dick... open the hatch and aim directly at me... and lock it from the inside out just to be careful"

It looks like getting into the statue of the evil god will not change this idea immediately.

Moments...

Pope John stood up, who remained down on the stage the whole time.

The chest is pierced and the hole with the big cobweb is hollow.

But I didn't even get a drop of blood. Some crystals are missing from the gap in the chest.

John threw away a small loudspeaker for his theory. I look around the venue and then squirm.

"You've finally recovered the operating magic line. Still, you ruined John's remote theory... and then you demonized the super cute giant John you made the development department... because he deserves to die"

Standing up John (?), but sprayed white smoke like Pi.

Are you saying that he was in the papal administration of the King's capital and remotely manipulated? The identity of the discomfort Ako spoke of when she saw John's theory seems to have been attributed to the fact that she was a golem.

John continues.

"You practiced so much remote for today's day? At the end of the day, I rode into the giant John, tore through the ceiling butch of the venue, and it was a do-flavored performance flying high in the sky and exploding all over Ascension! I was interrupted by the plan, and a moderate John is furious about this!

Come on, if you're going to ascend, you need to be alone.

The statue of the evil god shrugged.

"It's... the one you can't even read your mind. You've been getting more lately. Shall we crush it all together?"

A giant flat hand swept off the stage. There was a gust wind, and Stella under the stage said, "Cah!," he raises his voice and holds his skirt from the front.

Me, John and Sister Golem jumped backwards to launch the attack. but the fist of the evil god is instantly swung up. The aim is apparently me.

It's no trouble that Laksha, a giant state with both reach and power, is the opponent of being read by the mind.

Left or right, which way to avoid it. No, do you want to step forward? I can't retreat any further.

Belial and Nina are still in the guest room.

A giant iron fist waved down the hammer's greetings from the sky.

For a moment I tried to jump forward without escaping, the giant's arm jumps up from the bottom.

John distracted his fist with a jump kick. The Pope smiled at me when I landed.

"Oh, if you think of a face you've seen somewhere, could it be that (...) youngest high priest, Seychlid? Oh, that's lovely. Give me a sign later."

"This is the Pope's Holiness. I'm so sorry to hear that this time. It's sad that the theory can be ruined in this way."

"Heh, I'm surprised the Grand Priest sympathizes with you. I was wondering what kind of change of heart there was? Still, take Sister Golem or something to those girls in the guest seat... Yeah, that's okay, because John doesn't care. Instead, I think it's weirder for Fresh Nice Grand Cleric Seychrid not to build a harem."

With a wind hole in his chest, he lets the built-in crystal red-hot and John loosens his mouth.

Stella yelled from under the stage.

"Hey, hey! Why are you so close?

Applause to the Demon King who recognises the current one as intimate.

And the moment my consciousness turned to Stella...

"Hey, what's a demon king... what is it?

A loud glanced Laksha voice echoes all over the venue as his arm is kicked over by John.

Shit......

"How did you find out I was the Demon King?"

Stella groans with an odd face as she gets upset. Uh, I'm already screwed.

During such interaction, my sweet breath finally fell out of Belial and my consciousness seemed clear.

"Dear Stella... withdraw."

"Let them get away with it. Whoa, whoa!

With a dedicated voice and a giant at the forefront, he stretches his arm out to the guest seat.

"Hey, hey! Ma..."

"Which way do you run...? Right or left? hehe... demon king get... i did it"

Looks like Laksha's trying to read Stella's mind, but realizing that, Pi sent me a signal with her gaze.

My heart won't be read now. I'll have to do one or eight. I put my arm in John's chest.

"Amen!? It is so disloyal to have an arm stuck to the Pope's chest and the Great Cleric wandering around!

"Shut up and give me strength, Your Holiness."

That's what is sometimes used in the Pope's tentative early flesh, and the magical power of her built-in crystals is immense.

With this, when I build the metamagic, I set the destination on the shore of Lake Mosto.

"I hope you leave first."

Start the transfer of the giant, which would be more than a dozen meters tall if it stood up. The light wraps up a giant like a mountain, but at this pace, it can't help but take time.

"Please squeeze out more, Pope"

"I wonder if there's a way to put it, Bok?... Oh, hey... wow."

"Pi! But... Oh, that's too bad. The communication seems to be in poor condition, but I can't hear you."

"Ho Ri no... Shit... Shi Shi... Ooh"

When I sucked all the magic out of my chest crystal, the light went out of John's eyes and collapsed from his gakun and knee.

That's it. Never let me tell you, Pope in. I think I can use that power effectively while silencing you before you run the murder notice.

But - it was miscalculation that Laksha noticed.

"Shit... let me."

Stop the hand you reached out to Stella, and Laksha's consciousness turns to me. An unexpectedly clever one. The use of the giant Pope Golem as a “chair” may have raised his level as a senior demon tribe.

At the end of the day, Laksha interfered with my metastatic magic.

It was just after this that a huge shadow suddenly appeared on the sandy beach where the Gulf of Malikha - Magic Games were taking place.