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

Light returns to the dark world.

Previously, when I resolved Stella's troubles (meaning: the fact that her chest never grew, but only the abyss gate within the Demon King's Castle grew), the landscape inside was a green meadow and blue sky that stretched everywhere.

Apparently, the array is caused by the advanced demonic clan of the demonic kings, maybe like a mirror of their minds.

It is a cemetery that runs everywhere. For a pom pom trying to die and be king, is it also the world of the dead alone who have abolished the living that is the ideal home?

A black church was built in the heart of a grave-marked hill that stretched as far as I could see. We go down in that front yard.

A black shadow man in the background of the church - a pom pom was waiting.

"It's a rim rim. My daughter. I'm going to kill all of these guys now. This is punishment. You don't want to pet livestock."

Rimrim glanced back at his father when he hugged Cannon.

"Humans are not livestock or pets. We're friends!

Kanon also said, "It is. Instead of friends, I'm your mom!" and completely full of motherhood.

Stella looks around and says, "It's a gloomy place, but you can fight this enough," and she looks at me.

Allow the use of all magic. And I nodded back.

The phase of persuasion is already over.

Confronting the shadow man, he remembered fighting the phantoms of the acos in a different realm where Stella's anxiety had once arisen. That wasn't a discussing opponent.

If this pom pom is the shadow created by the rim rim, there is no longer any other way to determine the female male with physical methods.

Open the red mouth of the pom pom so that it rips open.

"First I will bury you and fill the world with grave markers with the rare holy power obtained by Rimrim. As long as we have this power, we no longer need even humans. The living are to the dead. The world is mine."

Wings huge and shakes both arms like orchestra conductors. Under the tomb marker there rose, and the living corpses, stained with gray all over their bodies, crawled out.

Acco pulls out his sword, and Canon sets up a slaughter sword of light, so that the rim rims are sandwiched on each other's backs to protect them.

"Rimrim, we'll protect you."

"Stand still because it's dangerous."

The two pink-haired toddler girls covered in their backs produced a jelly worm whip in their hands.

"Even rimrims can fight. I'm responsible for stopping Daddy."

Each of the three keeps his back and strikes, mutilates and bounces off the gray corpses attacking him from all directions.

In the meantime, Stella turned away and unleashed her magic.

"Advanced Explosion Magic!

Throughout the tombstone hills, one explosion after another occurs and the living corpse disappears at the same time.

The red mouth of the pom pom swelled.

"I wonder how long that might hold in my world."

I reassembled the slaughter sword of light on both hands.

"Don't worry, Mr. Pom Pom. I will take care of your opponent. I'll be done in a minute."

"Bloody cattle."

With a pitch-black knife in the letter X on his chest, he jumped over me as the pom pom glided up.

"They'll chop you up."

A series of knives was unleashed, aiming at my arms and feet. Begin all of that with a slaughter sword of light and stick a cut through your throat.

The movement of the pom pom solidified with both arms shaken up.

"What... and..."

"It's like you're not going to talk about it. Are you sure you're the powerful man who planted the transfer gate at Demon King's Castle? Have you lived lazily without training while you were becoming an evil spirit?"

With a quiet mouthful, I told him, Pom Pom jumped backwards fluffy.

"Flame, wind, thunder, ice. Kill him."

Pom Pom unleashes a set of four black magic tricks. Naturally, I flushed all my magic with defensive magic.

intact. No flame enough to melt the entangled tombstone, no blade of wind that cuts through all the desolation, no thunder strike, no ice strike.

"Mr. Stella's wind blade magic barely cut off my clothes sleeve, but speaking of which, you couldn't even do that because you're naked in your upper body"

"Then, stupid. This is my world."

"Because I am also a great cleric who is good at dealing with evil spirit necromancers. If you were a living person, you might have had a good battle, but I'm not willing to lose any more than God bless you."

"Come here. Ahhh!

Doing a series of bad flame magic hits during my predecessors was like Stella before.

When all is tapped down and fleshed, the slaughter sword of light is slapped across the shoulder of the pom pom.

"Let's fill the world with death and other discourse. As a representative of the living and the living, you will receive all my protests with that evil soul."

Place the left and right slaughter swords backwards and hit some kind of strashy blow in a row.

Then I kicked in and kicked in my knees, and I kept going as I sandbagged the pom pom.

"Oh, it's great to be alive! Do you hear the hymn of life? It is the chirping of the birds that calls the morning sun to the beautiful creek spiral. The green is adorable The ocean rocks blue, the wind carries the fresh-born air in the woods to the hearts of people, and today the world is still full of vitality"

Whenever the pom pom was about to collapse off my knees, I continued to sing the hymn of life as I raised my jaw with uppercuts to keep him from falling.

"There is no end to life. It's leading to the next life. That connection draws a spiral, and yet more people… because life goes far beyond the world to a further future. Your world, which has come to fruition as a prisoner of a closed past and to which souls have been connected by pain and hatred. Is there anyone else who wants a world where there is only such sorrow?

Sword, fist, punch, protrude, prick, pole, throw. With all my hands I appeal to the evil spirit with the voice of my soul.

"Ya, stop. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Pom Pom exclaimed as he threw his arm at me with the best of his ability, plunging into the walls of the black church.

It still seems that preaching the splendor of life works best for evil spirits. There is not a minute gap in the most powerful exorcism of standing moves, which has dispersed evil spirits many times before.