Yuusha Isagi no Maou Hanashi

While checking the general situation, - the grief opened the other container that had been carried with Ohan.

There was a metal glossy winged magic tool and an embedded turret of demonic crystals pushed into it.

Seeing the rambling stuffing, grief distorts the mouth. As a result of telling Alliance officials they couldn't do it and made them hurry. It's not the kind of cluttered job that I want from people or myself.

I felt sorry for the rush.

Something I brought up with my soul armor Ohan.

That's the anti-Giant Divine Crusade gear I've prepared for this day. It is Flagelm Dei and Leviatin.

With the help of those around him, grief wears a magic device. Looks like you got three pairs of wings on your back.

And the shell of Leviathin, carrying it from above, glanced at the gods as they marched toward us.

"Stupid bugs..."

The Divine Nation Grellis was repositioning itself.

Beyond the Titans, he is loosely upright and looks to the fortress.

God does not move like a standing mountain.

Do you think you and others don't even need to put your hands down? Perhaps he wants to see with joy the hordes of giants crushing hope.

Seeing such a divine tribe, the sorrow hoisted a slight frown.

The appearance of God who insults his opponent and does not break his arrogant attitude, it is as if -.

- You seem to be looking at yourself a while back.

"You don't feel good."

"I guess."

A red-haired woman came from behind.

She didn't even wipe her muddy cheeks, she was looking away with a sharp gaze. The figure with the arm was scratchy, but still full of life.

The sorrow broke up with her in a quarrel. He did not evil, and told her.

"Amarier. Come back soon, but do me a favor"

"Carriage sickness is going to make my head weird, so if you're kidding me, I'll beat you up."

"That's frightening."

Sorrow and Amarier, they look down on the giants from above the fortress, side by side.

"I want to beat those guys. You ride on the back of the Dragon tribe, and I want you to command them. It's a mess of giants storming from the right wing."

"Good though."

Amarier, who raised the crystal sword Karadoborg to his waist, ties his mouth to the letter to. Then I took a good look at the side of my grief.

"We'll keep our lives. Are you okay with that?

"Not so good."

The grief shook his head when he grinned lightly.

"I don't deserve that. But if someone has to order it, I'll do it. That's why I'm here now. Can you do that?

So for the first time, grief and Amarier's gaze met.

Amarier stares at his grief without shaking his long lashes with a blink.

"Shu"

He called his name sharply, and mourned his shoulders.

There was no face to match her now.

But if we do not atone for our sins, we cannot move forward.

The grief gently spreads its hands. Because if she wanted to beat herself up, that was also something she couldn't help.

But Amarier, who stepped out, passes beside his grief.

Her voice slips into her grieving ear.

"- Welcome back, my guild master"

Just in one word.

I got goosebumps on my sad arm.

"... there you go"

The worries raised her hair.

The red-haired woman, left with a slight scent of sweat, walked to the waiting castle of the Dragon tribe and swept out.

Raise a roaring thunderclap sword karadoborg and scream.

"I became the daughter of the first Guildmaster Barriesd, and there was one three-hua blade, Villi Din Vee, Amarier! I will fight you all to bring victory to this battle! Follow this Caradoborg glow and come with me!

And the Dragons also put up their spears, and answered their cry. The roar of war exaltation echoed, and the fortress trembled billibly.

The Martial Arts of the Second Generation Saint may even be blowing at other races.

Drop off that relying Amarier's hindsight, I think.

If there is, the Dragons will be fine.

I can't lose, either.

Then it's your next hand.

The sorrow tells the dragon man who stands nearby.

"Request a transmission. The Pyrills use iron rope and do their utmost to slow the movement of the left wing. There is no need to force an attack. Your role is to disrupt the control of your prey. It would be manoeuvre for that."

Those at Operations would have been surprised to see the grief that had just come to the battlefield skipping instructions one after the other.

Twenty-three years after the end of the Demon Emperor War. Separation between races cannot be said to have been completely buried, and understanding of each other's nations is still far off.

Yet this young guild master behaves as if he had known non-human tactics for a long time.

"The God-killers are widows, but they are elite. Hurt the legs of the Dragons and the Pyrrills who missed them. But don't deal with more than one at the same time, make sure we all set it up on one. Don't chase the enemies you missed. Abandon the battlefield and retreat when you are armed."

Sentences of sorrow fly everywhere in the fortress.

"The demonic magicians are dedicated to defense. Your king, heal the soldiers who have erected barriers or withdrawn with celebration. You don't have to think offense."

But most of those orders say, "Don't push it. Stop the giant movement".

And the grief continued to command all the armies that had gathered in the fortress, but only that.

Why.

It becomes evident, along with the roaring voice of a numb-cut man.

"Hey, sad. Not yet, the sun's going down."

"Don't rush me like that. You have the most important task."

Those are the three people whose grief ordered a temporary standby.

Lianzhuang, Isagi, and Celebration.

Together, we climb up to the castle fortress and watch the giant march, the highest power of the moment.

The sorrow tells them to deceive them.

"Not until I'm a little more attracted. Too far away, I can't show the soldiers what you're doing."

"Get the fuck out of here."

"If possible, the first blow is mine. I want to start now."

The sorrow stroked the leviatine he was carrying.

"Of course, I'm going to ask Lianzui-kun and Kyung-kun to help me. The first shot punches maximum magic. So let's disrupt the leadership of the Divine Clan."

"Then why don't I help?

"... n"

The grief sees the bearer of a bell-like voice.

A blonde in a white coat. She was laughing with an open face.

When a slightly bewildered grief glimpsed to the side, Isagi raised one hand just to "like it". It was done with a sense of silent trust.

"Then let me ask you, you..."

"Preha"

She strained her chest and, uh, loosened her mouth.

Though he looked a little young, that was a very well suited trick.

Extremely Great Mage Preah. Now that she's back in the world, she laughs with a magical light at her fingertips.

"Now it's just preha. Isagi saved my life, Preah."

From what I've heard, Preah said that while committed to peace, he was exposed to much malice and tasted the hell out of the world.

Yet her smile, which I just saw, was clear, as if she were a Virgin who believed that all men should be saved.

Where in that fragile thin body does it have such strength?

The grief held a fierce envy.

That's the same for the rabbit.

Unexpectedly, grief opens its mouth.

"Isa."

"Mmm."

Slap a light mouth at him as he looks back.

"Honestly, I'm jealous of you."

"Huh?"

"If only we could be like you..."

Sadness to shut your mouth to cloud your words.

To the powerless word, Isagi shook his head.

"It's not too late now. You just freaked out once."

"I guess that's what it is"

"Oh."

Isagi thumbed up to help her grieving heart.

"The boy can start again here,"

All men were placed against the march of the giants.

The Dragons come from the right side of the fortress. The Pyrills come from the left. And the slayer and the adventurer stood in the front of the fortress, and all the demons went up to the fortress.

And in the fortress on the front overlooking the gods, the gunmen align themselves.

I'll give you the signal.

A magic fire is already lit on the sorrowful Leviathin.

Each of Chen Jiu and Jingxi, standing next to each of them, also drew a huge code.

"Sorcery or Yan's, it's been a while."

"I've only been doing magic lately."

And even greater magnificent mage Preah.

Preah has a slightly nervous face and cheeks.

"Um, I've never seen anything like it. Nice to meet you, guys, huh?

A total of four people boast the most powerful magic power on the continent. Simultaneous attack by them magicians. That signals the opening of the war.

The Divine Nation Grellis is insulting themselves. That's why I'm gonna blow you first.

A world where only the footsteps of giants resonate. Behind the eyelids of sorrow was the sight of the ignition line burning.

It is unacceptable to fail here. It would result in wasting increased and cut morale in vain.

Sweat conveys the temples of sorrow.

As I saw through that anxiety, a woman snapped.

"It's okay, you. No matter how many times we fail, we will not lose."

"... is that right?

"That's right, of course, isn't it? So many people wish for peace. We are desperately trying to protect our lives from beings that threaten us. With that feeling, we can win, absolutely."

I'm glad to hear it.

I didn't say anything about Chen Jiao, but I'm sure he thinks the same thing as sad.

From her words, I got that impression, as if Isagi were speaking.

- Very similar.

It's a sun-like word that gives people courage and illuminates their path of hope.

I see, I thought I was sad.

Isagi and Preah, they must have been the very beings they met in order to meet.

"Thank you, you"

"You're welcome?"

Out of sight with the laughing Preah smile, the grief set up Leviathin.

If I had met her before Isagi...

- No, that assumption doesn't make sense.

Let's do what we need to do here and now.

The magic infused with worry passes through the magic line of the turret.

The activated complex magic formation draws a six-mounted star in the air.

Demonic crystal gear bounced up and the control rod was released altogether.

"Crusade weapon against the giant gods, Leviatin!

Now is the time to mark its name in history.

- And the safety device is disarmed.

Magic builds up in the space where the sorrows stand.

The magic enhanced by three Prohibitors and one Extreme Demon Crystal was dense enough to slightly demonize their feet.

Airflow is generated by the demonic pressure difference from the surrounding area, and the magic that has lost its way emits electric light. The spark bounced and flew, illuminating the area.

The text depicted by the Trinity Code is destruction, prison flames, extinction. That scene, brightly colored and beautiful, which any painting would not be able to paint, was a flame that regenerated the dignity of humanity.

The grief sticks out his right hand and issues a decree.

"Fire - -!"

Four magic powers were unleashed at the same time.

Straight ahead at a tremendous speed is the fluctuation of light (Leviatine) through all things.

It was cheap to unleash a giant fireball. It resembles the fall of Mercer Bell with Les Varis, who beat him up once. It was just something that made it huge about two times.

Celebration is by his specialty in self-growth chanting (Walpurgis), demon spear throwing. It's a magic trick that crashes into your opponent and scatters the power of destruction at the same time.

And Preah is not extremely magical, but a single fire arrow she's always been good at. But thanks to the magic put in it, we pride ourselves on the enormity of our missteps. If there is one mountain, it is long enough to be blown away.

In addition to these four, a further flash of light ripped open the space and flew. It's a bright red hotline.

It is unleashed from the highest spire in the fortress to the hordes of giants.

Chen Jiu, who unleashed magic, looks back.

"You came, Lord Sill"

Thus, the immense magic that overlaps the quintessential bursts into its center of the horde of giants -

- No, something huge existed ahead of the magic.

"No matter how many bugs we gather, it's useless -"

The mocking voice of the divine tribe Grellis clings to it.

The identity of something huge. It was a 'barrier' created by God.

The joy of witnessing its brilliance in the distance shouts unexpectedly.

"Yeah, the Divine Clan uses the 'Art Ceremony'?!?

"No, that's..."

"No..."

Worried and Preah noticed. It is not what the human race calls a 'surgical ceremony' that the Divine Nation Grellis manipulates. Similar to that, but the contents are completely different.

That is not the power that affects the demonic world, but the divine depths that draw power directly from the divine world.

- "Polarity."

Whether or not to penetrate the wall of polar surgery. No, I can probably pierce it. That's what the grief decided.

But if we penetrate that, the power of the magic that we unleashed together must be greatly subtracted. It won't be the biggest blow.

"-Ku."

The number of launches of Leviathin is limited. I wasn't hanging everything on this one shot. But if the means of confrontation were taken and prevented, even the power of the bound mankind would not reach God. Wouldn't it be such proof left?

Worry is a body that consumes a great deal of magic, and furthermore raises its right arm to draw the code of the procedure itself.

I'm not sure I can make it.

That moment.

The black light blinked.

The man with the silver sword (Klausorus) - who had already descended into the marching wilderness of the Divine Nation - waves his sword down with the cries of his full body.

"- Ahhhhhhhh!

The divine sword Klausorus, who slashes and rips apart all things, also cut off the polar technique obliquely.

The crushed polar technique loses its potency, faints and disappears.

Sandwiched by the amazement of the divine tribe and people, the man, flipping his cloak, missed the magic going through the battlefield.

The great sorcery landed in the heart of the divine tribe.

For a moment, all the sounds were lost and the light blinked shortly afterwards.

It is a range attack by witchcraft of an unparalleled scale in history. Light, the aftermath of firepower, illuminates the area like midday. The explosion sounded late.

Shock and heat waves licking the ground. The breeze that arises winds up the dust and disrupts the flight of the Dragon tribe.

Those who stood in the fortress felt a dry cut of heat on their skin. In an instant, the ambient temperature rises, and breathlessness wraps around.

If it has affected Riafal so much, how different is the center point -?

- Black smoke rises from a hole that is snugly empty in the heart of the Divine Nation.

The divine tribe near the center vanished completely as if it had been exposed to the great magic of Preah. There are also some giants lying on the ground who were around them. The redskins were rotten and told the story of the sagging power of magic.

The soldiers boiled down to excitement. Our guild leaders proved that people can stand up to the Divine Clan. That was a much greater effect than the damage inflicted on the enemy.

The first big blow (first attack) was a success.

But there's one man here who's not convinced.

"That bastard, Temehe did it alone -!"

Integrity roars and grows wings from his back.

And he looked back with the anger that was overtaken, and glanced at his sorrow.

"No more mess to say, sad!

"I know, I know."

Sorrows point to the gods as they blow up steam and bear the leviatine in the cooling sequence on their shoulders.

"Kill him, Build him."

"Ahhh! - But you're not ordering me!

Lianzhui also raids the giant herd with wings.

The sorrow saw the little back of the rabbit on the other side, and sighed.

"Not at all...... Arbitrary, Ops Ignored,? The brave one is this. Heroes are easier."

Still, never miss the time to punch a decisive wedge in the battlefield, a grip on genius luck.

This is the most powerful stand-alone guerrilla...

- i.e. it was the manipulation of "The Brave (Isagi)".

Integrity drives the sky.

At such a rate as to leave the Dragon tribe, he reached before the eyes of a flock of divine tribes.

Lianzhui yells at the rabbit at his feet as he hovers in the air.

"Temee, you're just going to get caught up in magic, Ola."

"Don't worry about it. I have a last resort field."

Isagi, who bears a sword on his shoulder with his left hand, crumbles small as he looks down at his red arm.

"Besides, - I don't have much time left."

"... temehe"

"Don't take care of me, integrity"

"... you know, I was trying to kill Temé."

"You did. Sounds like a long time ago."

Lianzhou returned to his true face only for a moment. Put your head to shake that word off.

"Isa."

"Oh."

Chen Shui descends to the ground and stands alongside Isagi.

The two eyes capture the 'enemy' who began to advance as they trampled the earth toward this one.

hardened skin and an overwhelming mass. The enormous total amount of magic that supports the giant. The destructive power of fists rolled out of them is not known. It was no longer even a primitive method of attack, like one tactical weapon.

Giant. An appearance as a vessel, to bring the gods down to this earth. Like that narrow between organisms and inorganics, they loom as they pulse the red flesh.

That is not the one or two. The number that has come will exceed ten.

Reafal almost fell on his octopus.

It's a nightmarish sight, but the sharks and the integrity didn't pull a single step.

Somewhere in our hearts we believe we can't lose.

To bring peace to this world and save people...

"Go."

"Explore."

Divine tribe that has been running in. Its rigid arm determines where it stood until just now. Against the dirt and sand that could be wound up, Integrity flew to the Divine Clan.

"Olaaaaaaa!"

At this point, Integrity has not assembled any armed forces other than Ohan. I've thrown away all the swordsmanship and magic I've built up.

Either way, I couldn't beat Isagi. It is only his own flesh that he wields now.

A fist of integrity entered the face of the Divine Clan - its head as creepy as a clay workmanship without eyes, nose, or mouth that could not be done.

At the next moment, at the tip of the elbow of integrity - a purple photon erupts from the soul armor Ohan.

It is the colour of the soul.

Demon Armor Ohan is exactly the devil's kind of equipment that works in exchange for his own soul.

Integrity spares no effort in drawing on this power that has sucked the lives of several users so far.

The accelerated fist of Chen Jiu struck the cheek of the Divine Clan and threw it straight up from its neck - threaded it off.

The head of a giant that falls to the ground like a helix.

The death of the flesh is more inevitable than how they speak of God and manifest themselves with the flesh of this world.

In other words, in just one blow, Chen Jiu killed the Divine Clan.

It is a triple blow by Ohan's acceleration, his muscle strength in veterinary surgery, and his extreme fighting spirit.

Chen Jiu's fist was now, without a doubt - more aggressive than God's fist.

"- Next y!

Roaring cheap. That's when the shadow falls.

Now it's coming from above.

Makoto flew himself to the divine clan, which had fallen at a tremendous rate.

Kick the ground and wing the dragon. Plus a boost by Ohan on both legs completely opened the cheap body from gravity.

If the divine tribe could make an expression, its face would have been stained only with 'fear'.

Lianzhui broke through the giant's torso.

More inversions...

Following giants falling to the ground, integrity plummets.

Grabbing the back of the giant's head in the air, he slaps it straight into the earth.

The dirt and sand rolled up, and the giant's body penetrated deeply.

"Die."

- The head of the giant crumbles like a gutstrap and bright red liquid spreads to the ground.

It's not blood, it's what God energy could have played. The wet soil of the liquid sparkles is a sign that it has become the Demonic Crystal.

The demon, who boasts an overwhelming attack power and speed, turns here to defend against the Divine Nation.

The landing was captured by the Divine Clan that had been attacking us from the front and back.

It was an inexpensive creation that also avoided a massive fisted assault, but bathes in the tackle of the Divine Clan that came from behind.

"Temee -"

Chen Jiu, pushed straight into the ground, was crushed by the giant and invisible.

The giants, who saw a good opportunity for a thousand encounters, come one after the other under the austerity. I'm going to kill him.

When the five giants rose, they cried out, saying that even the cheap construction could not withstand the weight.

"- Uze -!"

"Integrity -"

Isagi, who was attacking from the two giants, also looks at his predicament and screams.

But...

You can't be the kind of man whose integrity yields to that extent.

- Five giants danced the universe at the same time.

Did you use explosive magic inside the giant? No, it's not.

One black dragon had appeared in the position where there should have been cheap construction earlier.

He is a magnificent giant dragon with an exalted golden tendency.

A dragon the size of the same class as the Divine Clan wore an Ohan on the middle finger of his left and right arm. And on my legs.

The Demon Dragon is built with integrity. He struck down the whole god clan with his tail, trying to strike this way again.

Grab more fists and crush the giant from the front with his right arm. And he opened his huge jaw as he pressed it to the ground.

There is a flame in the back of the dragon's throat.

The next moment the magic concentrated and the dragon's eyes stained with red lotus.

A pitch-black demonic flame is unleashed and burns down the giant -.

Overwhelming God, the Demon Dragon Lianzhui growls.

Like intimidating every divine tribe. And to inspire all demons.

The dragon's mouth scatters blasphemous words.

"This is God! Is this the monster you said would destroy mankind!? Kuralane! What's so strong about these guys?!? Humans are scarier! Kuralane! Kurumara, the miscellaneous fishes -! '

A dragon eating God also existed there...

Side by side the king of tyranny overwhelms the gods, Isagi distorts his mouth.

Isagi was surrounded by two divine tribes.

"It's a big deal, isn't it?"

He was a horrible man when he turned to his enemies, but I didn't know he could rely so much on being one of them.

The black rabbit has red eyes and bright red eyes, as well as her right arm.

The right arm, amputated and reconstituted by divine energy, erodes the body of the isagi simply by being there.

The body tissue of the rabbit will no longer be the same as that of the divine tribe for the most part.

I don't know if it's a fragment of my soul or if it's even left.

But now the rabbit can be the rabbit because something you can't see keeps burning deep inside the rabbit.

Or maybe that is proof of the name brave.

Until we came to this star-shaped third fortress Liafal, we saw the destruction of numerous villages.

That's no easy thing to do, like war. It's just a massacre, it's annihilation.

There was not one survivor. The giant killed everyone he met, as if to exterminate the pests that entered his house.

I saw a group of refugees heading east being slaughtered by a single giant and turned into a sea of ground beef.

Most of the bodies had been crushed without keeping the prototype.

Isagi has also killed people.

That's what makes a lot of people.

If he was an enemy, he killed him, and he killed him to protect his life.

I killed him because I believed it would lead to peace. I can't make one excuse or anything.

I thought they would all kill me, and waved my sword.

Neither Isagi nor the Divine Clan will change.

Both kill opponents for their own mission. Probably there - there's no justice.

If so - it's simple.

Let Isagi kill all of the divine tribes.

Let's do the same with the sharks, just as they did.

There is no justice. There is no love. I'll kill you without any hesitation.

No matter how the Divine Nation worries about this continent, loves the happiness of its fellow citizens, speaks of their dreams, and grows flowers, let's kill them.

Otherwise, if you can't protect your own people, Isagi will.

You don't kill God for the girl who was killed.

For the girl who is still alive, Isagi kills God.

You don't kill God for your dead people.

For a lover who's protecting his back, Isagi kills God.

One giant is attacked by a shark.

The movement of the divine tribe that jumped from the front is faux.

Fate must be the giant behind it.

So let's get you two together and get you cleaned up.

Isagi raises the crow solus with both hands, causing a storm of sword flashes.

There was a silver light around. All of that is a blow special, the crack of the divine sword that slashes and rips the giant.

"Excalibur Extreme Joker!"

The two giants who stepped into the realm of the Isaac were finely sliced their whole bodies, leading with the storm to heaven.

Eventually it rains bright red around. It is the remnant of divine energy.

Sucked into the ground, it doesn't blossom, it turns the sign of slaughter into the glow of the Demonic Crystal.

My body is light. Even if the presence of one's consciousness was in such a miraculous state, it seemed as if divine energy would give Isagi infinite power.

"Last resort j end with no time limit? You're just invincible."

The Divine Clan, who has rammed this way suddenly, waves up his arms.

Isagi glanced at it with cold eyes, and set up a crow solus.

Step heavily toward the fist to be struck down.

Into the inner midst of the giant's intercession, Isagi waved a divine sword.

"More than I am here, you guys are over."

Vertical one letter. A giant made into two pieces slammed the ground behind the rabbit.

Even if, because of the slaying of God, he imprisons an infinite circle in the darkness of eternal robbery, Isagi will not stop fighting.

Since that time when I first took Preah's hand.

Ever since they called me "The Brave One," it's all been decided.

As his life is lost momentarily, for the first time, Isagi understands his own destiny.

- Brave man, save this world.

If that's her heartfelt wish.

Let's do that with Isagi.

To destroy all gods, and to sink into the bottom of the sea of blood.

Isagi walks out.

- Even then, trying to lose everything.

"I will destroy all of you."