Chapter 515

Chapter 515:

Wow!

“Kyaaaaaaaa!!”

A woman with pink hair woke up from the bed with a miserable scream.

“Haa... haa...”

At the same time, the same pink dreamers approached silently and began to carefully wipe away the sweat from her body.

“Queen, why...”

“...”

She gasped for breath and frowned, then bit her teeth.

“Ugh...”

It’s obviously just a mind-linked existence. The burning pain I felt on my face was definitely the aftermath of the terrible attack.

A terrifying force that goes beyond the mental body and even strikes the main body.

who the heck

Restless, she watched the dreamers trying to calm her down, and she waved her hands nervously.

Chew!!!

At the same time, a dream horse wearing a veil collapsed, spraying blood.

“Everyone go away.”

At the cool voice, the dreamers slowly stood up without saying anything, bowed their heads, and disappeared.

Quaang!!

Afterwards, she hit the wall hard and slowly stood up.

Standing up in an alluring posture, she immediately blinked and muttered.

“That damn human woman. You’re hiding one last move.”

You can go and tear it up right away. The feet did not come off easily.

“Come in Yusir.”

Eventually, at the sound of her voice, the door opened, and a black-haired dream horse wearing a veil slowly entered and prostrated herself.

“Release all the bastards locked up in the basement.”

“It’s...”

“And the use of the sword is permitted. Prepare to rampage to your heart’s content.”

She said coldly, reaching out her hand into the air.

Then, a whip with sharp spikes hanging from one side of the wall whirled into her hand. With the sound of the whip being stretched

,

Marka’s face was venomous, and for an instant, as she lightly waved her hand holding the whip, the whip hit the ground with a tremendous banging sound.

And it comes sucked into her hand as if it were alive.

“I will kill you.”

It was a cold voice.

* * *

It’s nice to blow the head of the dreamer king or something.

I noticed that it wasn’t the main body anyway, so I entrusted it to Illina.

When he came to his senses, the upper half of the incarnation of the dream queen had already disappeared.

“There’s nothing to be damned about.”

“That’s just...”

“I’m not going to take any questions.”

It’s all because of that damn dreamer.

That damned woman who appeared out of nowhere and overhandedly touched people’s temper.

Although he prides himself on being like a gentleman who keeps his manners to women, he has no intention of discriminating between the sexes.

so.

The Queen of Dreams, who takes responsibility for all this situation and decides whether it is the Demon Lord of Destruction or Nabal.

I will throw you into the bottom of hell with my own hands.

It’s all because of her.

To come to this damn hot underground mountain range.

Meeting a lunatic Richie who seems to live in a different dimension that serves God.

Anything you didn’t get even after using the precious 6 Phantasmal Metamorphosis stacks you used to unlock the title.

It’s all because of that woman.

“Blood for blood.”

In the case of metamorphosis stacks, one attempt can be made for about 100 stacks. Since it was successful once, it might be entered more, so when it is 200, calculate the result and expected value, and according to the theory of spatial coordinates... Substitute the sigma limit value and calculate the weighted integral there... “If it is 6 stacks, honey

bread How many tens of thousands... How many people would be able to satisfy hunger in the slums with that amount... Damn it!”

“Hey... Davy?”

When I turned my head at the sudden voice, I saw two girls with absurd expressions on their faces.

“You... what are you doing?”

Unlike Illina, who asked questions with a frightened face, Liline, who didn’t say anything, looked tired, but her eyes were the same as Ilina’s.

“let’s go.”

After staring at the two without a word, I shifted my gaze to Lirine, who flinched in fear. Even if I beat her to death, I don’t think she will cooperate nicely, and with her cooperation, I’ll break through head-on quickly.

Calm down... I’m going cold. There are many methods, and the means of attempt are diverse.

I’m going to go cool.

I stretched out my hand to the fog called the barrier or border with the demon world that blocked my path without saying a word, and sighed briefly as I looked at the stiffly clinging surface of the unpleasant powder-like fog.

It is as if flames coalesce and take the shape of a person.

[It’s a one-sided fairy tale that is staggering even after direct success. This is possible with common sense...]

“You were summoned because it was possible. The arsonist.”

[...]

Assimilation with the spirits takes place when the spirits and the spiritists communicate for a long time. It is bound to become more and more difficult as the level goes up.

however.

The spirits don’t know, but the spirits unilaterally raise fairy tales to the limit and achieve fairy tales?

Ifrit didn’t want to believe it anymore, he had no choice but to believe it.

That he knew Yuriana and that he was a being who had established a connection with himself through her.

[Pass control. Contractor.]

The title has been changed.

[I will be your strength.]

“Don’t be ridiculous. From now on, I’m going to find someone to get rid of this annoyance.”

With those words, Ifrit saw the power gathering in the hands of Davy, a human who assimilated herself, and was horrified.

[what?! How can a human use Levatein?!]

“You know I’ve used this once or twice.”

Speaking calmly, Davy raised the fire sword Levatein, and her eyes shone red.

Ifrit’s flame burns everything.

And, like now, it is possible to cut through the fog-like barrier with the power of Ifrit.

Of course, the strength of the barrier is so strong that it is not easy to burn it even with the power of the Spirit King, but Levatein is different.

The sword that burned everything was also a sword that far exceeded the power of the Spirit King.

Jjoeok!!

A roaring fire cut through the fog.

After a while, the purple fog that encroached on the surroundings started to burn up and disappear as if it never existed.

* * *

Canyons surrounding huge caves.

Hundreds of dream horses dressed in cotton yarn settled there.

Those with thin rapiers lined up in the canyon as if they were in a row, calming the roaring monsters.

“Yusir-sama. Will he reach this place?”

“There is no reversal of the order. We are done following the order of the Demon King. When he appears, release Gluttony right away.”

“Can I win...”

A dreamer muttered anxiously, and the dreamer next to Yusir grabbed her neck and forced her to kneel.

“Take care of your cheeky mouth.”

“Kuk kuk heok...”

“Yusir-sama is one of the best sword demons in the Pandemonium. No matter how human he is, if he has the magic beast Marka-sama sent to him and Yusir-sama, he can defeat anyone.”

It is a word of firm belief.

Indeed, it has to be. This dreamer named Yusir follows Marka for some reason, but he was one of the strongest in the Pandemonium not too long ago in terms of simple force.

Her skill, which surpassed that of a sword master, was a symbol of fear, enough to call her a ghost.

The huge fog was a barrier that prevented the demons from heading to the continent, but on the contrary, it was also a line of defense that prevented the monsters from the underground mountain range from coming over.

Since the barrier has been maintained for a long time, there is no one who can break it.

So, after wandering there for a long time, humans will come out here.

The Dream Demons raised their spirits to engrave the soon-to-be-coming human figure into their eyes.

It was then.

Roaring...

Something red sparked in the fog.

“Oh just...”

The moment when some of the dreamers who witnessed the phenomenon were about to put on a puzzled expression.

Roaring!!

they could see

A gigantic flame devours the fog as if it were to be swallowed up.

And while everyone was staring blankly at it, a young man began to appear from beyond the flames that had completely burned and disappeared.

“Don’t forget that this is all because of your boss.”

Soon, a calm voice came from the young man’s mouth.

At the same time, Yusir, who lifted the cotton thread slightly, flashed in his eyes.

“Everyone...”

“You guys don’t even take questions.”

Yusir could tell at first sight.

Two humans appeared in front of me.

Marca, the Queen of Dreams she is helping out, tells her to be careful with human women, but in reality it is the exact opposite.

The instinct as a dreamer is pushed to the point of creeping.

The dreamer’s sense of being more attracted to a strong man is a characteristic that has been passed down from birth. And since Yusir was born, he has never been thrilled by seeing a strong man.

But...

“Retreat!!!”

Simultaneously with her urgent cry.

The red-hot sword of inferno burned part of the canyon.