190 On that day, the demons realized (1)

[Argh, argh!!]

Marmon screams.

You squeeze Magi to the limit and attack him.

A gigantic flaming sea day was created. The floor split and red lava rose between them.

A storm of scorching heat covered the area.

But it is.

Glug. Glug.

The body of rain burning in the fire began to turn into black mucus.

In black mucous membranes, countless mouths came to mind.

[Hick, Hick!]

Marmon trembled.

Trauma left in his head, engraved in his memory.

Thousands of years later, that vivid fear spread throughout the body.

Cards!

It was no longer a human figure.

No, it wasn't even the shape of a creature.

Body transformed into black mucus. The myriad mouths that appeared in place of the flesh.

[Oh, don't come!!]

I took a step back urgently.

He knew what those 'mouths' meant.

[Now, hold on! I mean, I was wrong!]

I shook my head late.

He knew himself better than anyone that he was late.

The nightmare gave him away.

Quadcamp.

Chewing flesh.

The protection of the fire that covered the body and the barrier of Magi lost its meaning in front of it.

Marmon looks down at his arm with black mucus on it.

Little 'mouths' that chew their flesh to swallow.

Dreamy mouths that devoured his flesh in the past, in hell.

Given the long time he spent on Earth to repair this body, and the hard work he had, it's no wonder he was terrified.

There was nothing but one way to get rid of this clinging mouth.

He burns his arms with a distorted look.

Bloop.

[Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!]

I didn't even hear a distinctive laugh anymore.

A rough curse came out of Marmon's mouth.

A widespread black mucus approaches him.

Roll back and move away. His body, close to the flesh, rolled like a ball.

A ridiculous sight. Quickly, unlike what you see, there was no apparent reversal.

In simple fire, agility was the highest in the air, but agility was below normal devils because of the magnificent body.

Black mucus caught up with him in an instant.

[Get away from me!]

Marmon, who was rolling back, picks up something that fell on the floor.

Fistula-yellow sphere measuring about 1.5 meters.

It was Mamon's hellhole, "Greed."

Rain escapes and one part is completely destroyed, but the enormous power in its armor has not yet disappeared.

He reaches forward with a grip of 'greed'. A barrier of fistyellow flames unfolded.

Chiayeeeeeeeeeeee!

[Hehe, hehe!]

The black mucus that approached him was blocked by the wall.

Marmon burst into laughter as she giggled.

'I stopped it.'

Hell no.

The power of a powerful weapon, which can be called the Essence of Heaven and Hell, has yet to be built.

[Heh, heh!]

Frenzied laughter gushed out.

'Definitely weakened.'

In the past, I have dealt with the Demon King's "That Look" since the battle with Baloch.

Compared to the black mucus that was spread wide enough to cover the entire sky at the time, I think I can deal with it now enough.

Hope burns in Marmon's eyes.

Cheeky! Cheeky!

[Hihihihih! It's useless!]

Like a villain hiding inside a bulletproof glass, I burst into laughter while hiding myself inside a fire barrier.

The black mucus that was pouring towards the wall weakened.

"Yes, is it done? '

Marmon pulls out his head and looks at the rain.

[... Huh?]

Glug, Glug.

Black mucus was gathering in one place.

Ten meters.

Five meters.

Three meters.

One meter.

Black mucilage that is decreasing in size more and more.

The horror begins to spread with Marmon's lantern.

An ominous feeling that something was going wrong hit him.

[Well, what is this, again?]

A sight I've never seen before when I fought the Demon King in Hell.

Black mucus that is compressed into a single dot.

Magi becomes ridiculously strong in proportion to it.

Just as the magic of the crack was reminiscent of the rush, an enormous amount of magic went mad and began to fly.

[You, profit!]

I swung 'greed'. A black mucus that spread out in the shape of a flake compressed the flame.

The black mucus disappeared without a trace.

[Eh?]

Marmon nods in embarrassment.

[What, what is it? Is it gone?]

I approached him with a wink.

There was no black mucus anywhere, just as the flame of 'greed' disappeared.

Heh, heh, heh.]

Marmon looked around with an incomprehensible look.

It was then.

[Mamon!]

[Oh, oh! Great Duke!]

[You're finally awake!]

Thirty years later, an evil ending approached him.

Marmon frowned and asked.

[Hiya, what are you guys?]

[We are the demons of Eight Heaven and Hell. After being summoned here, I was waiting for the Duke to resurrect!]

[…….]

[G, the engagement with humans is getting more and more disadvantaged... I came here to borrow the power of Duke.]

[Phuh-huh.]

Marmon turns his head.

I shook my hand as if I wasn't interested.

[Go away. That's not what matters right now.]

He scouted the floor with his head down.

'Am I really dead?'

It wasn't an unlikely story.

I was directly hit by a fire that was emitted using a Hellfire.

Hell Moustache is an armor made from the essence of Nine Heaven Hell. Even the Grand Duke was powerful enough to extinguish and disappear even if he was attacked defenselessly.

If the weakened Demon King was attacked and extinguished, he could not be there.

[Hehe, hehe!]

Mamon's mouth twists up.

[Puhahahahahaha!!]

A burst of madness.

Marmon bows, grasping a huge ship.

His shoulders are rotting.

[Hihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihi! Heehee! Why did he fight you? I did it because you were filthy weak!]

Like washing away the horror felt by the Demon King, he stubbornly moves with an exaggerated smile.

Joy out of the crisis of death was hard to compare to anything else.

'Shall we slaughter humans with mood swings?'

I ignored it as a nuisance, but now I think I can bear the nuisance enough.

[Marmon, sir?]

The demon's mouth opened toward him.

A frightened expression.

Marmon curled his head.

[Phew. What is it?]

[Well, that's...]

[From Marmon's face..]

[Huh?]

I grope my face like I'm talking nonsense.

Black blood was flowing out of his nose covered in fat.

It wasn't just the nose.

Black blood poured out from the ears, from the eyes, from the mouth.

[What, what is this?]

Marmon, who became impatient, groped at him.

Quadruple, quadruple!

[Arghhhhhh!!]

Horrible stigma runs all over the body.

He pierced his flesh covered with fat, and black blood gushed forth.

Shoulders, chest, arms, waist, groin, thighs, legs, feet.

He was spilling black blood like a waterfall.

[Hick, Hick!]

Marmon looks down at the black blood pouring into his body.

In stunning pain, he shook his bee body.

[Oh, no.]

I murmured like I was sincere.

Black blood spilled on the floor. It was not 'his own blood'.

No, not even blood in the first place.

That's...

[Arghhhh!]

Crazy pain.

The black blood spilled from Marmon began to spread widely on the floor.

Not 10 meters, not 20 meters.

A black liquid encroached over a radius of 500 meters.

[What, what is this!?]

[Argh! My leg, my leg!]

[Degree, flee...]]

Confusion has spread.

Countless mouths emerged from the vast darkness as if the night sky were spread over the earth.

I began to swallow the demons in that range.

Terrible screams. The sound of flesh swallowing and bones shattering.

[Argh, argh!]

Marmon screams.

[Why, why not die! Why, what the hell!]

I remember the smile of the monster laughing at him.

Marmon lifts his' greed 'like a seizure. A barrier of fiery yellow flames protected him.

[Hehe, hehe! This is hell, you bastard!!]

The only weapon he can rely on right now is a transcendent weapon called the Hellfire.

Glub.

The darkness on the floor moved.

Darkness that stretches as long as a tentacle.

Darkness with the power of power crushed the flame barrier.

The powerful darkness of the wave strikes the flame barrier.

The darkness with the power of the trumpet broke through the flame barrier.

Blade, Rapid, Perforated, Swearing, Fear, Watcher, Anger, Projection, Pulse, Iron Wall, Pole, Vomiting, Iron, Slaughter, Collapse, Fault, Ice, Hell. Containment, Insight, Protection, Watcher, Word, Subordinate, Dark, Temptation, Regeneration, Explosion, Doll, Brawl, Stage, Corruption, Crushing.

Powers that a being cannot have, and should not have.

Simultaneously, the innermost powers swung around.

Kugu Gugu Bow!

The earth is twisted.

The whole mountain, which had a huge branch of Devil's Church, began to sink down against the ground.

Natural disasters.

Disaster.

There is a Lord beyond the reach of life.

Within a radius of 500 meters where darkness unfolded, dozens and hundreds of powers swung at once.

Lightning strikes where the earth melts. An invisible wave blows away the Devil's arms, and the Black Blade cuts both legs off.

The scene of such a nightmare that the Nine Heavens will feel like a tranquil paradise.

[Aah, aah.]

Marmon opens his mouth.

A piece of language, not even a word, flowed out of his mouth.

The flame barrier made of 'greed' has long been torn apart.

It was the same for the other demons who stood dumb without any rebellion.

[Aah, aah.]

At that moment the demons came to mind.

Fear reigned by the Demon King.

I was humiliated by hiding in a hellish corner.

[Heh, heh.]

Marmon laughs as if he was sincere.

[Hihahaha!!]

Why did you do that?

The Demon King's question came to mind.

Why did you fight me?

I couldn't answer. I couldn't possibly answer that.

[Satan.]

Marmon mournfully trembles.

Far north. I remember Satan under the land of the ice.

[We were wrong.]

Thousands of years spent on Earth.

A time when there was no Demon King.

After a long time, I stopped forgetting.

No, I tried to ignore it, knowing it.

[That monster....]

Devil's Devil.

Hell is hell.

Predator of predators.

[I can't win.]

Quadruple!!

The darkness spread over a radius of 500 meters was suddenly compressed.

Marmon's magnificent body was swallowed up by darkness.

It was Marmon's second defeat.

And then.

I don't have it.