499 Defeat soldiers

"Doombard, you mean?"

A hardened voice fell down.

After receiving a call from the rain, Balok clenched his fist roughly.

"Yeah. I have a rough idea what happened in the Old Hell."

Li Leis, who came with Balok, breathed a deep breath and shook his head.

After guiding the archangel including Michael, Uriel, and Gabriel to the hall of protection, the rainfall contacted Liris and Balok and ordered them to come to the gate to the Ernoir continent.

"The only thing that's a doom guard is... Are Arakail, Nahila, and Lesion all suffered by Baal?"

asked Balok with a heavy look on his face.

In the past, during the reign of Gucheon Hell, the army of rainfall was divided into five groups.

1st Corps led by Balok, 'The Legion of Destruction.

The 2nd Army led by Arakail, 'The Legion of the Fall'.

The 3rd Army led by Domgard, 'The Legion of Destruction'.

The 4th Army led by Nahila, 'The Corps of Sorrows'.

The 5th Legion led by Lesion, 'The Legion of Scream'.

These five armies fought together in a long war that determined the defeat of the Old Hell.

The whole army was his.

Of course, the thrillingly shriveling names of each legion were not made by Kang Woo himself. 'It's all about the touch of Baloch.

The name should be like this. The enemy made it blindly, saying that they felt fear.

This was the name of the army.

When I think about that time.

His hands and feet were crushed every time he gave instructions to each army.

Memories of the past passed through my head like a panorama.

Uh, um, par... The Legion of Destruction is behind the enemy... The abyss... no, no, no, no. Do we really have to name it this way this?

Of course! Why, Shiba, why the hell do you have to do that? Because it's cool! Hey, you son of bitch

"Uh..."

Rain shook his head to erase the dark history that tarnished his mind.

"No matter how much the Devil is away, it is impossible for all five armies to be defeated."

Balok shook his head in incomprehension.

The rain was tightlipped. He stiffened his expression.

Balok was right.

No matter how little he, Balok and Liris are there, all five armies will not have been defeated.

No, at least. "Yeah... it can't happen."

Rain kept a bitter smile around his mouth.

"...wait, ma'am. Didn't Ayles say that Amon handled most of the work related to the Old Hell before?"

asked Lilis with a frown.

Rain kicked his tongue. "Lilis, of course, did you notice?"

The worst possibility he had ever expected.

'Then......' 'And there.'

I cut off Liris's horse. Rain turned his head and pointed his chin at the ball.

Her expression hardened. "......what are you talking about?"

Balok looked at Liris and Rain with his head tilted.

"Let's find Doomguard first.

Rain turned away, evading an answer.

Yes."

Liris nodded quietly. ".....?"

Balok narrowed his eyes as if he could not understand, but he did not ask any more questions.

"Let's go."

Whoooooooooooooooong.

Rainfall walked into the gate heading to the Ernoir continent.

I could feel my vision being out of order, and I felt a throbbing sensation.

When the rainfall arrives on the Ernore continent, it makes it easier for Liris to fly in the air.

Hugged.

"......."

She would have seduced Kang Woo, but she was lost in thought with a dark expression.

The rain sighed briefly.

the power of perforation

The body slowly rose to the sky when power was used.

Balok also followed the rainfall with huge wings.

You said it was the southeastern part of the Ernore continent.’

In the first place, there was a gate connecting Earth to Ernoir at the southernmost part of the continent, so it was not very far away.

Of course, the exact location of the Doomguard was unknown because it was still moving to avoid tracking.

"It's over there," said Doomgard, who also said, "It wasn't difficult to find the location as long as it was the 'authoritarian' of the rainfall.

The rainfall pointed with one hand and flew away at high speed.

Whoo! Whoo!

A sharp wind brushed my cheek. At the speed of crossing the speed of sound, the surrounding earth exploded as if a storm had hit it.

"Sigh, ha."

I'm out of breath until the end of my chin.

Beetle, Beetle.

My steps are wobbling. The view is distorted and the force is drained.

"Doom, guard... Sir, now..."

The groans of his men, who belonged to the Legion of Destruction, sounded in their ears.

"...move."

Doomgard turned his head and ordered quietly.

Behind him, about a hundred men were following him in rags.

"Where the devil lives, where he has to go.

Everything."

Doomgard said chewingly.

However, even he who said so was not in a normal state.

An arm was separated, and black blood was flowing continuously from the wound that stretched from the chest to the stomach.

The goat's horn, like a symbol of the devil, was broken in half.

"Red, Lee. Move..."

The voice of Doomguard gradually faded.

The steps faltered.

Doomguard's knee hit the floor.

The endless black blood soaked the floor.

'The Devil, sir.

In a fading ceremony, Dumgard recalled his master.

"Ah..."

Did he see a vision? He seemed to see his owner from afar.

Cooooooooooooooooooooooooh!

Inyoung, who was flying at a terrible speed, landed on the floor.

"...Doomguard."

The rain looked down at his rags-to-riches ascendancy.

"Your Majesty..."

Prick.

I bit my finger without hesitation. Blood was spilled into Dumgard's mouth.

the power of regeneration

When the power was revealed, Doomgard's body, which was close to a rags, slowly began to recover to its original state.

but

"Cough, cough, cough!

Dumgard threw up black blood with his mouth closed.

The look of the rain twisted violently.

I bit my finger once again. Blood poured out as the flesh was torn off.

"Drink."

"The Devil, sir."

"Drink it."

The rain poured blood into Doomgard's mouth.

It used the power of regeneration by exploding magi.

As time went back, the terrible wounds on Doomgard's body disappeared.

"Cough! Cough!"

Even though the wounds on his body were completely gone, Doomgard continued to vomit black blood.

"Your Majesty, this is..."

Lerice opened her mouth in a low voice.

"I know."

Kangwoo answered briefly, chewing on his lips.

a superficial prize that can be cured by the power of regeneration

Just my wife.

Treatment for damage accumulated inside damage.

It was impossible to do.

Doomgard's body,

"...the devil, sir."

It was already too ruined to be treated with the power of regeneration.

It was destroyed beyond control.

"What's going on, Dumgard!"

Balok grabbed Doomgard's shoulders with a grim look.

Even though one of his severed arms was regenerated, one of his arms drooped as if his senses had disappeared.

Rain looked at Doom Guard with a deep look.

"... ...Dumgard."

"hehe. But... Before my life was over... Cool! I'm glad to meet you. I have to say to the Devil... Yes, I did."

Doomgard gave a bright smile that didn't go well with his hideous appearance.

Different from Baal's, a real, innocent smile.

Domgard was a violent devil, even called the Guardian of Destruction, but he used to be a loyal Soon-doong in front of the rainfall.

The rain squinted its eyes. Before using the power of regeneration, he recalled the terrible wounds that had been connected from the chest of Doomguard to the stomach.

a distinctive wound as if cut on a sharp saw blade

There were not many demons in the memory of rainfall that could cause such wounds. 'In the end up.

Possibilities I didn't want to think about. "To Arakail... Did you get hurt?"

It became a reality and fell before my eyes.

Dungard dropped his head with a look that seemed to break at any moment.

I knelt before him like a vassal of sin. "...that's, what do you mean?"

asked Balok in a quivering voice. As if he could not understand, his eyes shook dizzy.

"Arakail... It's not the king's reign."

Arakail.

The second of the five legions of the Devil's Army.

the leader of the legion of 'The Legion of the Fall'.

Why would he... Why would you attack Doomguard?"

cried the Baloks outcry.

It was hard to understand the situation now, as he was loyal to the king, even to the king of Seo-ri.

"How come the same army leaders..." "Pubok, stop it."

Liris said with a deep sigh.

I expected this to happen.

There was no significant change in facial expression.

"It's not like you don't know what happened."

"Most of the work related to the Old Hell is done by Amon, not Baal."

So, if Baal didn't come forward,

"It didn't make sense that Baek survived no matter how much he was pushed away by Baal's army in the first place."

In a cold voice, she said,

It was.

The number of remnants of the defeated soldiers sent to Michael is a hundred, including Doomgard.

that is.

Considering the number of mahwang's reigns, it was common sense that it was 'impossible'.

"If not one of them survived, I would have been convinced. You can think of it as a magnificent fire to the end."

But they ran away.

He did not fight to the end, but turned to the future.

by the way

"If only a hundred of them survived..."

If it's not common sense,

It can only be judged that something unusual has happened.

Liris closed her eyes and said in a determined voice, as if with a knife.

"You've been betrayed."

They fought to the end together, overcoming a long war led by the devil.

To his men,

To his army,

to his authorities 'You've been betrayed,' Li Leis said chewily. She knows better than anyone how much the rain cares about the morals.

And how much power has been lost in a long war.

What would the betrayal mean to him?

It was far from just imagining.

'The Devil.'

Liris looked back at the rainfall, looking down at Doomguard, with her head down.

I wanted to approach and hug myself and comfort myself.

I wanted to say that it was not the devil's fault, and that it was inevitable.

but

".....

His eyes filled with sadness, anger, anger, hatred, and regret.

I tied her feet together.

Coo-oong!

Balock stamped his foot roughly.

He glared at Doomguard with a twisted look like a carriage. "Is that true?"

"I asked if that was true, Dumgard!"

the roar of an angry beast

Doomgard shook his head and shivered his shoulders.

Balok strode over and reached for him.

"Purple."

The heavy rain grabbed Balock by the arm.

'Stay still.' 'But...!'

"Stay still, please."

said in a deep voice. Balok shivered and backed away.

Dumbard's Shoulders Down in the Rain

lightly raising one's hand to the and opening one'sincerely.

'Doomguard.' 'Yes.'

I've had a hard time getting here."

Doomgard looked up at the rainfall with his mouth tightly closed.

The black blood running around his mouth dropped on his chin.

"Hehe, hehe."

A simple smile that is not appropriate for the devil.

"I didn't expect this, if I had known..."

Dunga raised his trembling arm and held the hand of a heavy rain that touched his shoulder.

"A little more... I should've come to see you soon, so... Yes."

Heh heh heh.

Once again, Doomgard smiled brightly.

The smile was the last time Doomgard's eyes began to fade.

Like a kite with a broken jaw and thread, his arm, which held the hand of a rainfall, fell.

Soon, the light disappeared.

"And."

The rain slowly lifted its head,

"Long time no see."

He stared at one of the hundred demons that had fallen behind him.

"Arakail."