176 Episode 46: The Night of the Roar

"Eat it up, soul eater"

At the same time, the darkness that surrounds the night overshadows the streets of Berca.

Until then, the demon god movement of the beasthead, which had scattered a deafening laugh, stopped perfectly. One shimmering red eye is looking at me.

A faint chill ran through his spine as soon as he was ejected into a needle-like gaze. Maybe they use witchcraft by gaze - evil eye bites. Being named after a legend, it will be easy to do so to that extent.

I looked back at the demon god from the front as I gently shook my costume and gave him the magic to hang around.

There is already little elf shadow left, revealing a demonic face (membo) reminiscent of a lion. The overflowing magic boils down to the lava, and the rough soul blows up as much as a tornado, and I don't think it belongs in this world at all.

If we hadn't witnessed a series of mutations, we would have definitely decided that it was a fantasy species.

But this demon god is about to emerge in the form of taking away the body of an elf. That's where I was concerned.

Fantasy species present themselves as food (once) with the vast amount of magic (mana) spit out by dragon holes. Damn, Hydra, who fought before, did.

Compared to the magic of an infinitely equal dragon hole, it is a trivial thing such as the magic possessed by humans and elves. There is no need for fantasy species to bother to cling to the elves and take away their power. Then the identity of this demon god is not a fantasy species...

"Homologous Presence (Anima),?

Whisper and blur. A rampant homologous presence is about to eat the host and present itself - that's what the sight in front of him seemed like.

My homologous soul eater has never tried to eat my host before. Instead of eating, I just got help at the incision.

But not all homologous beings would be cooperative with the host like soul eaters. There are ten homologous beings (Anima) in ten colors (Toro) and one hundred (Hikuno) hundreds (Hiku like). In the history of the Godswordsman, there are countless people who have suffered physical and mental damage without being able to control homologous beings, and some of them have been taken over by homologous beings.

That elf probably applies to this.

The question is, how could anyone have lived in the land of Berca, far from the island of Tagajima, but if you don't try to interrogate us about all this, you will know.

- Yeah, and exhale with your nose.

There's no more crumbs if I slaughter him here. That's for sure, but the demon gods in front of you are not just demons or fantasy species but homologous beings (anima). It's a waste to just kill that.

If successfully transported, we can secure a supplier who lived in a homologous existence (Anima), and we may be able to approach the secret of a homologous existence held by your swordsman. Even if I fail, it won't hurt me because I can eat a mad homologous being (Anima).

Besides, I also wanted to see if I could undo a soul eroded by homologous existence (anima) so far, and try that.

I remember talking to Suzume before I came to Berca. A ghost, Suzume is homologous by horns (Anima) - connected to the gods. The signs had already been revealed in the form of dreams.

It makes a lot of sense to have the means to be taken at that time, even if nothing will happen in the future that will allow the stinger to be slackened by the gods.

With that in mind, I took a step toward the demon god.

"Kill (shah)!!

Put condensed strength (kei) in both feet and kick the sticky cobblestone (shiitake). When I came forward with the impetus to play, I took the demon in time.

Captured. Shake the blade down with that certainty.

At that moment, the green light enveloped the body of the demon god.

It is a wall (shield) knitted with intense magic. Iron, of course, is the armor of the demon god that would even kick back a magically granted (enchanted) weapon. As long as this is the case, hurting demons must be a difficult undertaking.

To affirm that presumption, the Demon God did not show a bare gesture to slaughter this one. It is even likely to hear the inner voice that there is no way you can hurt yourself from time to time.

- But the blade of the soul eater is easy to eat and break (it).

"Yikes, Yikes!?

From the mouth of the demon god who was occasionally slashed of his body, a roar mixed with astonishment and anguish abounds.

At the same time, there was a high scream from the surrounding area. If you look at what's going on, people are listening to the ground, just like they did the other day.

Perhaps the roar now was just an act of exasperation to the demon gods. But even such casual actions are acted upon by roaring (lore) sorcery that sharpens the spirit.

It seems that magic is not something to be called witchcraft for a demon god, but something that resides at will in every single one of his movements. This means that the earlier evil eye was also the action of sorcery that accompanied the act of seeing.

That's right. Sometimes you just keep your name in the legend, I suppose. It's just a deafening murmur for me, but while I'm fighting here, the damage around me will be enormous. Though I don't have the in-laws to help, I'm even less willing to deliberately involve myself.

Besides, if the demon god is what the legend says he is, he may also be able to generate fever, locusts, and sandstorms. I just couldn't let you imitate that in the middle of Berca.

Beat it out of Berca (here).

Having so decided, I was sharp and fleshy against the demon god who tried to keep his mind on guard and distance.

"Goaaaaa!"

You hated this approach, two tails stretched out of the demon god's lower body poking at you with a sharp tip. Glowing like wet would definitely be poison fluids.

Similar to the poison spear, I jumped straight into the opponent's nose (two places) after avoiding the attack by the claws that attacked me.

And.

"Ha!!

Allow the left fist to gather its natural strength (kei) and slap in the full positive fist. The protruding fist captured the body accurately through the redeployed demon god's fence (shield).

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A demon who flies through space horizontally with the ground, as tells the story of the power of a fist fight. I kick the ground again, just like I did after that.

But sooner than I went around, the demon god's body rose rapidly at an angle into the sky.

Seeing, four feathers grown from the back make fierce winging noises. Apparently he used that one to escape my pursuit. There may have been a decision that if you flew into the sky, you wouldn't be able to follow me.

The demon god who spread the wings of the Raptor (Kin) was now so furious that anyone could see it. Both eyes looking down at this one from the sky are filled with hatred that just dropped (dripped).

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

From the mouth of the demon god, who glanced at him in a bad way, there was a grunting roar about how many times.

Four feathers on the back are wrapped in a wrinkling red light. Clear warning signs of attack. Immediately afterwards, the red light, which seemed innumerable from the feathers of the demon god, poured down like rain towards the earth.

Range attack as a replacement for an arrow through magic on a feather. Perhaps one of the downpouring red red lights is the murder weapon that pierces even sheet metal armor (plate mails).

Nevertheless, when it comes to ranged attacks, it's not on a scale that covers everything in the city. There was no way to avoid it.

However, if I dodge it, there will naturally be damage all around me, and most importantly, I don't have to bother dodging the attack to that extent.

With my heart cut straight out to the side, I slaughter the looming demon god with his feathers.

"Mirage burial.

It was a new vigorous technique (kegi) knitted with reference to "Tsukuba (Tsumururi)", which Client specializes in. A technique that simultaneously unleashes multiple wind blades created using force (kei).

Running through the universe with a loud sound, the rising (kegi) moves clash in the air with the falling demon feathers.

As soon as I did, the audible noise shook my eardrum violently. Me and the demon gods, both sides of the world have magical powers and space is clear.

Was it a second or two after the sound disappeared?

After a brief and intense attack, Hurricane (Tsumuji Kai), who scattered the demon god's attack, struck the demon god who was still in the air.

"LUOOOOOOOOOOO!?

When I was in a tornado, I got a direct blow from the storm, and the demon god covered his face with both hands and growled - no, he screamed. Four feathers, reminiscent of eagles, are torn by the wind, and splashed feathers dance in the night sky like petals.

I kicked the ground three times if I didn't miss this opportunity. After the archery with the client, some aerial combat is possible.

I was fortunate that the demon god ran away in the air in that sense. Because this allows you to use vigorous moves (kegi) without worrying about the streets and buildings.

You must have noticed me rushing up an invisible staircase and approaching, with the demon gods staring red eyes open all the time.

I kicked the demon out of the walls with all my strength.

That night, the city of Berca was hit by an unprecedented commotion.

Shakes and earthquakes reminiscent of earthquakes. Boom and shock reminiscent of a lightning strike. The roar of things that are neither man nor beast echoes, and the blowing wind shakes the house violently.

Many people jumped out of their sleep. A lot of people have faded that it's a demonic raid. Some soldiers and adventurers with extensive experience in fighting demons may have felt stunned by the roar.

But no one could know exactly what was going on.

That makes sense, too. Who the hell can predict that dragon killers and demon gods are fighting exactly now, etc.

The exceptions were those who knew the existence of dragon killings, but even for them, they remained half aware of the circumstances. I didn't even know why the continuing battle sounds were gradually moving east - in the opposite direction to the desert.