To Be a Power in the Shadows!

Demon King's Power

"Yes, I'm just waving a killing spree, and I'm already out of your prowess - ugh"

Maximilian was slashed by Shadow as he was, enduring the atmosphere-shaking killing.

That sword, sharp and piercing the shortest distance, did capture Shadow's neck with tremendous speed.

- But.

- Nah.

Maximilian's sword was grabbed with Shadow's left hand.

"One thing, let me advise you..."

Shadow says in a low voice.

"Fuck, let go......!

Maximilian pulls the sword, but Shadow's left hand doesn't even freak out. I didn't even feel any signs of moving as if I was caught in a big rock.

"Come for real - if you don't want to die unnecessarily..."

Shadow released the sword he grabbed with his left hand, and Maximilian fell over momentum.

Get up immediately and stare at the shadow.

"Don't lick me too much... ugh"

And I took the red tablet out of my nose and swallowed it.

"You've imitated a joke. If you play with him for a little while, you'll get on with it."

Maximilian's magic swells and her eyes stain bloody red.

"Let me tell you - that you are the one who dies unnecessarily!!

And Maximilian's appearance blew.

The next moment, he stood behind Shadow.

- Remnants.

A slaughter over the speed of sound ripped Shadow's back off.

But it didn't seem to get to the point of ripping Shadow's coat off.

Shadow looks back behind him.

But Maximilian's body braced earlier than that.

"Too bad - it's a remnant too"

Even so, Maximilian's sword tore Shadow's back apart.

"After all, you can't even seem to react. But I can't help it either. I'm not the usual awakener..."

Looking back slowly Shadow said Maximilian.

"I'm not 3rd, I'm 2nd."

Maximilian shrugged, and his appearance blurred.

"It's late! It's late, Shadow!! You've never fought 2nd!?

Maximilian's voice can be heard from all sides.

Constantly, slaughter pours down Shadow's body.

Maximilian continues to slash the shadow, leaving behind remnants.

"This is my original way of fighting - 'The Cold Kaleidoscope'!

Countless Maximilians dance in white snowstorms is just a cold kaleidoscope.

Shadow continued to be unilaterally slashed by The Cold Kaleidoscope.

"If we keep slashing him like this, the artifact will break right away too! That's your last time!!

The number of slaughters that seemed constant and lasting forever exceeded a thousand.

Shadow was slashed into his body without the skill of forming it.

The slaughter raises the snow and dyes the sight white.

And the slaughter stopped.

"Ha... ha... did you kill him"

Maximilian let himself breathe.

The earth is decided and the terrain is changing.

"The Cold Kaleidoscope" was so powerful.

There can't be anyone who can be safely attacked like this.

Maximilian tried to put his sword away, then.

"Nah!"

A black shadow emerged in his white-dyed vision.

As the rising snow falls to the ground, its shadows become clearer.

"No way..."

The shadow was - shadow.

Shadow, who took all the "Cold Kaleidoscope" - stood unchanged.

With no scratches, he stood on the spot as if nothing had happened.

"You said you were intact after all that cold kaleidoscope!? Oh, that can't be it, there should be such artifacts..."

"Artifact or... you seem to care about this coat"

Shadow said, spreading his coat.

"And naturally! I'm stronger, if only I didn't have bullshit artifacts by now......!

"This is not an artifact. It's just slime."

"De, don't talk bullshit! Something with so much endurance in the slime!!

"Exactly. I just don't have this much endurance on the slime. But suppose you poured a huge amount of magic into it...?

"Heh, heh, you can't. The magic conductivity of the slime is certainly high. However, the conductivity is high but difficult to control. The magic circuit itself is different from a human being."

"You know very well... then there, have you mixed people's flesh...?

"Nah."

"Formulate several kinds of slime and mix your own flesh there. It rebels like water and oil, pouring magic into it and fusing it together."

"Stupid... mixing demons with people's circuits... that's what we need to control the magic that's out of the ordinary track"

"I don't know. As far as I know I can do this - I'm alone in this world."

"- That's a lie! Impossible, there must be someone who can do that..."

"Look at this, can you still say that...?

Shadow's coat swept.

The black coat spreads wide as if it were a wing in a white snowstorm.

No, that was just wings.

The pitch-black, like the wings of the devil, keeps swelling up.

"Oh, no... no way, this is..."

If there was a material that could change shape so freely - there was only one Maximilian could come up with.

Slime.

Other than that, it's impossible.

"Then you are a monster... you are not human, you are a monster!!

Maximilian with his face drawn to him is slashed by Shadow.

But the slaughter of Divine Speed was readily received by the shape-shifting devil's wings.

"That's too late..."

"Oh no... I shouldn't have been able to react..."

Maximilian's face distorts into despair.

The devil's wings were four pairs at some point.

It unfolds large enough to cover the sky, and the shadow rises to the blizzard sky.

"Hey... I flew..."

"One thing, let me tell you... my magic power is no different than yours"

In a white snowstorm, giant wings of pitch black flap their wings.

"Compressed magic is hundreds of times more powerful when liberating. I'm just doing it constantly... like this."

Shadow's magic gathers in the wings.

The magic of blue-purple aggregates as if it had become one small blade at a time.

"Hih... a monster... no, Demon King... ugh"

"A simple amount of magic is not worth it. It is control that is truly worth it. How precise can you compress and free... that's all"

It's like a beautiful, cruel demon...

"I Am Atomic Rain"

It poured down to Maximilian.

The blue purple magic rain dyed the white snowstorm.

The light takes away my sight, cancels out the snow, and swallows everything.

Everything was clear. There was a camp and a big crater that disappeared without a trace.

The silence surrounds the area.

And then the pitch-black wings flapped and flew away into the snowstorm sky.