The shockwave of nothingness emanating from the heart of Demon King's Castle destroyed the "Last Church” protected by a multiplicity of stretched boundaries and defenses.
The shrine collapses and the stone's robust exterior walls are blown up unbroken.
The neatly lined benches became chiseled in the dark wind, and the red carpet weathered in an instant and disappeared with dust.
I can only stand up on the stage.
In front of me was the back of a girl in maid clothes.
Her cygnon unwinds and her fuzzy, flax-colored hair shakes.
Gently turn to me, the girl asks gently.
"Are you hurt?
The eyes were stained with the colors of sorrow and despair.
Still, the girl smiles.
"Great... really..."
The maid stood up for me and the great god tree bud.
Shortly afterwards - the girl's body collapsed and fell. With a smile on her face, her hands and feet fall from her torso and she stops functioning.
I wonder how this happened.
If you looked up to me, the darkness was imminent.
Swallow by the enlarged Abyss Gate (Abyss Gate), Demon King Castle is now trapped inside a pitch-black hemisphere.
The darkness was gradually spreading.
Does it mean swallowing the world as it is and returning everything to nothingness?
Unexpectedly, my body bent forward and fell. In this powerless body, I can't even resist.
The girl's guardian was also murky, and apparently the shock of destruction was eroding my body as well.
Even though it was repaired somewhat, the old wooden body bends in half from the calf portion of the shaft and the upper body is cut a thousand times to overlap with the maid girl.
I felt the bud of the great god tree emitting a warm light behind my back.
I think.
God. No, if my voice reaches whoever or whatever it is, even if it is not God, I want you to respond.
Please, save this world. Please, fix this world.
For that matter, I don't care what happens.
As a consideration for redoing the world, even if it is not enough to take...
I am the only one who prays this morning in the "Last Church”.
Anyway, only the castle of the Demon King is around, so there will be no more believers.
It won't bury me anyway, so I was driven by the urge to remove the bench and turn it into a spacious interval.
Well, I don't execute, but whatever it is, I kneel (kneel first) on the red carpet of the diocese, and I pray as I look up to heaven.
"Please, may there be a lasting peace in the world"
As I respond to my prayers, the buds of the Great Divine Tree continue to shine a soft light of magical power.
and the Lord of the Lecture faintly brightened the crystals at its core.
After returning from Volcano Island for a while, I left Keyamako's mark 2 standing above the lecture deck.
"Excuse me, Mr. Mark Two. I don't know what you're talking about."
Nina's red bag is placed under Mark 2's feet so that Pi can accompany her gently.
I just spent the night filling it with magic. She's the only one who can translate Mark 2's words.
It was time for Nina to come back to pick up her bag, and the front door of the church opened magnificently where she thought it was time.
"Whoa! Seiklid, you're here, right? There's no way you're not here, is there? I don't care how many free men I have to work, so I have to reside there, okay? This is my constraint!
With 20% more regular tension, he comes running through the red carpet shaking his redhead twin tail and tail.
147th Generation Demon King - Stella, that's the guy.
"Good morning, Demon King. What can I do for you today at the church? Treating poison? Is that a curse? Is it resuscitation?
"Today, Ugh."
"What's the matter, disgusting... still in a good mood for the Demon King today"
With her redhead upside down and her tail up, Stella tumbled up her eyes.
"You almost said it was disgusting now, didn't you?
No, there's no annihilation.
Stella swells her cheeks with a small chest when she arms up.
"Fair enough. The Great Cleric's Light of Life is no longer in the wind."
"You got this out big again. Did they even come up with a plan to destroy me?
"Pfft! Huhahahahahaha! I'll show you how to defeat Seiklid."
Flirting Stella, but that's not a line to tell the person you're going to take down.
"Let's ask. And in what way?
"Ma, it's you first, isn't it? A true saint wishing for world peace."
Stop it. That attack works for me.
"I see, don't, Demon King"
"If I hadn't seyclided, I wouldn't have thought I was a Saint Bee Momentum. I've spread it all over the world, but I've also taught the Harpy of Demon King's Castle properly."
What? Stop that review. I pinched the cough.
"I'm sorry to hear that, Demon King. It doesn't make me weak, socially or physically."
Stella makes Ruby's eyes sparkle.
"I thought you'd say that! Of course, don't worry, now that you can defeat Seychlid properly."
So I guess that line isn't what you tell the person you're going to take down.
Stella showed me her patty open palm.
"What is it? If you did, you'd lose if you showed me your hands first, wouldn't you?
"It's not par. Look, you knocked Papimelio down the other day, didn't you? That experience pushed me further up."
Apparently, it's a confusing representation that you've reached level 5.
"Congratulations on that."
Stella stopped at me to jump at Piong.
"So, you got a new Demon King skill."
"What kind of horrible skill is that?"
When Stella holds an open hand, she just stands her index finger up and points at my face bizzily.
"All the time... I'm so sorry!
"Huh. What is the move to defeat the Great Cleric?"
Stella loosens her mouth.
"Nowhere, nothing, I'm sorry! Let's go!
Hi. I hear there's some divergence between what I think of as "lame" and what Stella thinks.
"What exactly does that skill do?
"I haven't used it yet, but I don't... I mean, it's a move to send it to the underworld. Hoohhhhhhhhh! You sinful high priest who kept defying this demon king Stella! If you kneel and beg, you won't have to feed me!
I know you're going to be awesome like a demon king, but it's starting to seem rather pathetic. Try to entertain me a little bit more.
"Oh, scary scary scary. But the Demon King. What if the moves aren't undercarriage?
"Hey, what are you talking about?
"I'm sure the famous monk. Of the priests and monks. I mean, it must be a technique to praise me as a famous monk. It's uncomfortable to be praised for anything, but it depends on your foolishness that the Demon King might think of it as a terrible move."
Stella's facial expressions cramped with pimples.
"Oh, well, that's how you're gonna confuse me, isn't it? This psychic warfare ghost! Demons! But good people, actually!
Actually, I'm a good guy even if I don't wear it. However, it is not acceptable (okay) to be hustled.
"I know with great pleasure that you compliment me. You just burst into a new skill monk."
Stella raised her voice as she twisted herself.
"No! That's not the move!"
And Stella has always been "lost” as the Demon King.
"Ah! That's what you say!? I'm telling you!?
It's not much of a pull, so when I almost said "lament” was meditation...
Batan
And, making a noise, Mark 2 of Kasayamako, who had made him stand on the lecture floor, fell down, and when he hit the steps of the lecture, he folded his straight body into the "Kuno Letter”.
"Yikes! Hey! Are you all right?
Originally a rival, or Stella, who was not comfortable with memory crystals, but rushes to Mark 2 earlier than I do to hold up a broken body.
I went by and checked, and the wood on the shaft was broken in two.
Exactly. Magic is unlikely to cure or heal. Looking for something that's going to be an escort, something like first aid for once?
"I've been standing and working for a while."
Stella moisturizes my eyes while returning my words.
"I'm Katsuyamako, so standing work is normal. But it's kinda pathetic to break it"
In her arms, Mark 2's memory crystal blinked shiny.
"Let's find out if there's anything we can use for first aid repairs."
"That's the famous Seiklid monk!
"Come on, demon king."
Stella smiled and told me, "Famous monk... sorry... maysou... ah!," he rounded his eyes as he remembered somehow.
When you leave Mark 2's upper body with me, she opens her mouth.
"You know what? You know! I just remembered that I have just the right thing! Wait for the first aid!
To tell you the truth, Stella rushed to the Castle of the Demon King.
Five minutes later...
Stella returns to the cathedral with a stunning spear with a crimson pattern on her hands.
"Seiklid, can we use this?
"It's a beautiful spear."
"Yeah, it's a famous spear under heaven that passes to my house. It's called the immortal Zhu Spear that will never break."
He pressed a spear on me, and Stella took Mark 2's upper body instead.
"Ho ho...... this is great again. That's a famous spear."
The blade text also has a beautiful crosshaired spearhead. Is that one of the treasures of sleeping in the Demon King's Castle?
I'm not familiar with metallurgical smelting, but contrary to appearance, it's light and feels like sucking it in my hand if I grip it. The weight balance is also exquisite, without having to set it up, and the hunch comes through that if the right person uses it, he is likely to exert his fearful powers.
There is a lot of luxury in creating the body of Sayamako with such an extremely rare weapon.
"Are you sure, Mr. Stella?
"It's the one that was replacing the dry rod. There's more. It's okay. It's okay."
The girl laughs with her opium and chest stretched and her nose high.
Is that all right, Demon King? A famous spear so far would seem like a good thing to give it to Bereal, but whatever it is, let's just say this place is sweet to Stella's words and repair Mark 2 with this luxurious material.
Wouldn't it get a little too strong, I'm worried about it...