833 The wicked ones.

The vision is instantly polluted black with a temper that erupts from the cracks that have arisen in the moonshadow.

Still, I head to the evil sun that burns and rolls behind the bosom of the demon king and leaps in space.

On the first spatial leap, we pass a bunch of demons that have been attacking us.

He activated a second spatial leap as Mr. Irie felt behind his back signs of kicking the demon with a dragon sword dance.

With the gushing temper, the temper clothes wrapped by the demon king are also revived.

The cloth tip of the cloth is irregularly disturbed and insane, fueled by the impatience that erupted from the crack.

Immediately after the space jump, he waves down his white sword toward the clothes of impending temper in front of him.

The white sword, full of dragon air to the tip of the sword, easily slashes and rips open the clothes of temperament.

But things didn't look the same before.

When Mr. Irie wanted to wear the clothes, the chopped and carved pieces of clothes were misty and quickly extinguished. But the clothes I slashed with the white sword were only broken apart as if the cloth had been torn apart, and the rest of the clothes are still ravaged and attacked.

Can't I reach Mr. Irie?

Yeah, no. The power of great magic is beginning to fade from moment to moment!

Only the feeling of impatience leads the way.

But that's what the demon king is after. Take this one's room and stir up despair. That's how I'm trying to buy time to break the Great Magic.

I calmed my mind down by the way I understood. [M]

Slash and carve looming clothes and defeat demons. In doing so, he builds strength in preparation for the next full-fledged spatial leap.

The darkness of resurrected temper fills my sight.

If you don't dance dragon swords and continue to groan with the dragon art of storm, you'll be swallowed up by deep groaning in an instant.

Around me, a black fog that starts to swirl.

But the wrapped clothes of the demon king easily dive through the dragon art of the storm and attack me. Plus, it's extraordinarily faster than ever.

After all, whether the effect of the grand spell "Crescent Moon Formation" was beginning to expire, there was no longer heavy dullness in the movement, and it was regaining its creepy speed.

Avoiding the temper that struck me without using the storm dragon technique, I activate a third spatial leap.

And a little more.

My vision is bad, I can no longer see the crimson nucleus of the demon king I was looking at until just now, but the signs are strongly perceived.

No matter how harsh the demon king's attack gets, if only we could deliver the sword to the nucleus, we'd win!

But the demon king knows that much too.

Like the last resistance, the demon king roaring the air low and roaring.

"Has the bull's head come back to life already!?

The devil's king's skull was erased without even leaving fragments in the dragon art of old Sleighsta for the first time.

The second, by the depths of Ufiria and Nina, vanished only a short while ago.

And yet, if you're already resurrecting the skull of a bull, it's a terrible rate of recovery.

And the demon king further showed a terrible bottom line.

Shizuku. Shizuku. Whenever the demon king shook the air and shouted, a crack entered the moonshadow.

Out of the crack is overwhelming, and the demon crawls out.

Now it was the division of the battle whether Louiseine's great magic would be broken first or whether I would reach the nucleus of the Demon King first.

But a new bunch of demons pushed me against my way to activate the fourth spatial leap.

"Ugh, we're almost there."

Faster than activating a spatial leap, the devil's tentacles loom.

I have no choice but to take evasive action. That, with only a few moves, falls into the illusion that the nucleus you feel close to was far from the other side.

"Ahhh...!

The moonshadow breaks.

The cracks become finer and the moonshadow thins.

Still, I dance dragon swords without giving up.

It swept away a crowd of demons pushing over and activated a fourth spatial leap.

The last spatial leap.

The next landscape captured by my vision was an evil sun, shaking into a sea of black temper.

"Now we win!

With strength in the white sword clenched in his right hand, he heads to the nucleus of the demon king and swings it down.

The white sword, which dwells in dragon air and shines white, breaks the nucleus.

"... somthing!?

The future I was supposed to see turned into an illusion.

White sword waved down.

But it never reached the burning nucleus of the demon king.

"Ku...... aaaaaaaaa. Aha ha!

The slaughter of the White Sword had been stopped by the Great Sickle.

Bull skull. Horn of the Dragon Clan. Only the upper body of the bone wraps around the clothes of the temper.

In front of me. From the burning giant nucleus of the demon king, a small demon king emerged to take my attack!?

That's not all.

From the evil sun, one small demon king after another emerges.

A small group of demon kings who convey a high concentration of temper that fills my surroundings and surrounds me.

I can't believe you left such evil hands at the end!

"Damn, this!

I dance dragon sword dance in front of the nucleus of the demon king.

He tries to shake off a small group of demon kings attacking him from all directions and slap the spear into the nucleus of the demon king.

But it won't arrive. On the contrary, the demon king, who received the white sword, has pushed the attack back.

I'm bounced off by a powerful recoil.

"Ahhhhh!

And the king of demons, who put forth only his upper body from the nucleus, which burneth bright red, glares at me with red eyes. Then he rattles the skull of the bull and scoffs at me for failing to achieve his purpose just a few more moments.

"Ahhh...... M...... da, da"

The demon king who emits a deafening sound.

Yeah, no. This is talking!?

I open my eyes in amazement.

"Oma...... heta...... chino, ma, que...... da"

A demon king who speaks with a distorted (snoring) pronunciation, as if he were an evil tribe.

There is an unprecedented and intense chills running through the body.

The nucleus of the demon king at the end of his eyes and nose. From there another, little demon king emerged.

The story of a small, though, compared to a supermassive demon king who fell from the sky, the newly emerging individual is also large enough.

Even now, I can retreat from the small group that strikes me without hair, dancing dragon swords. In doing so, I saw the Lord who spoke a spooky voice, that is, the individual of the newly emerged demonic king.

As always, a dragon horn grows on the skull of a bull, wrapping a cloth of care around the upper body of the bone alone.

But only one thing was different from the others.

My whole body was burning bright red.

It is as if the evil sun, the nucleus of the demon king, has changed its shape as it is.

And the size was as large as the figure of the ground dragon.

"Guaa is ah...... kukuku"

A creepy roar emanates from the back of his throat as he rattles his skull teeth.

"Hey, what's this!?

The dragon sword dance is disrupted by unforeseen developments. Followed there, a small group of demon kings that had appeared earlier pushed over.

"Knock."

Without coincidence, I just take one more step back.

Once, the nucleus of the demon king, whose white sword should have arrived, turns away one by one. At the same time, the impatience, which should have quenched, gradually swells.

Just a few more steps. One more gap. If only it could amputate the burning and rolling evil sun and defeat the demon king!

And the moonshadow at his feet was shattered.

Whenever the moonshadow breaks, the temper increases in concentration, and the demon king regains his power.

The response of the unity of the small group gradually becoming stronger comes from the tip of the sword.

At first it was a small group of demon kings that could easily be doubled, but now more and more individuals were playing my dragon sword dance with their weapons.

Moreover, from the nucleus of the demonic king emerges a bright red individual never seen before, releasing a disastrous temper and so much killing that the signs alone seem to shrink him.

Will I make it? [M]

Can we give the last sword to the nucleus of the demon king before Luiseine exhausts his might?

The moonshadow bounces and flies.

Fragments as broken as ceramics dance through the universe in vain. And scattered.

I don't have time.

But no matter how much I dance the dragon sword dance, it reaches the nucleus, and it's retreating.

When I beat him, an individual of the demon king burning in bright red looked at me and mocked me.

Can't you get my attack like this...

Despair is past my head.

If the demon king is fully resurrected and surfaced in the sky again, it will be irrevocable.

But my despair doubles from moment to moment.

Everyone worked so hard for me.

Even though Luiseine was desperate to use the Great Magic.

I can't live up to everyone's expectations...?

Whether it was despair or anger, my vision stained black.

"Munchkin. Good luck, Luiseine!

At that time. Lady Madeleine shouted, not at the view in her eyes, but at the end of the landscape that her head recognized directly.

Is this Mr. Wender's divinity?

"We're almost there! Elnea, you will surely defeat the demon king. Plus, I'll help you with a slight force, too. So, Luiseine. Just a little more, good luck!

Master Madeleine raised the great scepter high.

"Come on, gentlemen. Please help me."

I could see the witches laying their hands on Master Madeleine's shoulder. A large number of witches join hands and become circles, enhancing each other's powers.

Master Madeleine plays a eulogy and draws a pattern over her head at the tip of a tin cane.

Ha, and a few witches opened their eyes and were surprised, I felt like I could see.

Madeleine, who finished playing the eulogy, shouts out loudly.

"Secret magic passed down to my family line!

With the help of the witches, Madeleine activated another great magic trick.

"The Great Magic of Layers, Lunar Eclipse Formation!!

From the great sceptre raised, the light of the full moon flashes.

The brilliance of the full moon repaints the running shadow of the crack. The shadow disappeared and the crack was swallowed.

Then the shadow spreads from the feet of Master Madrine, making sure to follow the light of the great sceptre.

Moonshadows covered the hunting grounds of the Feilongs, repainted by the full moon light, again.

The movement of the demon king, who was beginning to regain his power, becomes heavily dull again.

The appearance of spirits and demons that were overflowing from the crack stops.

And when the newly repainted moonshadow engulfed the hunting grounds of the Feilongs, the outer ring's circle of light showed more brilliance.

"May the patronage of the goddess help you, Elnea."

Master Madrine prays with a ball-like sweat on his forehead.

phase that was about to be annoyed by despair. Madeleine overruled it.

I can't waste the respite I've been given.

Shaking off the clutter, I concentrate on dragon sword dance again.

Believe me!

Everyone is helping me.

No matter how tough the situation is, no one has given up.

And what am I going to do in despair!

You want to beat the crap out of me for a moment.

I boost my strength so that I can erase my weakness.

A dragon jewel exploded its power like a storm.

Ares, who is assimilating, squeezes his powers.

Draw strength from the dragon vein, combine the power of dragon qi and spirit tree, and wreak a storm.

A small group of demon kings, born of an evil sun, have launched simultaneous attacks.

Play the Great Sickle with the wooden knife of the Spirit Tree and break the unity of the small group with the next flash.

From behind, another one loomed with a rusty sword.

Flush the white sword wielded on the horizontal giraffe behind your back using the rotation of your torso. With every rusty sword, erase the swarm behind you.

"Gugi...... Yikes, Yikes!

Shaking the teeth of a bull's skull, a small group of demon kings peel out their anger.

Bright red eyes turn to me. [M]

I approach the nucleus of the Demon King steadily as I kick through a small, murderous group.

An individual of a bright red burning demon king was staring at me as I approached him hatefully.

And a little more.

One more step.

I groan my legs as I draw an arc, packing up the intermission.

Now it's time for the White Sword to reach!

Raising my dragon temper, I wave down my white sword toward the individual of the demon king who burns bright red.

When the nucleus is slashed, the individual of the king of the demons burning in bright red sets up a great sickle to try to prevent it.

"To the White Sword, there is nothing that cannot be slashed!

Once upon a time. I had unconsciously dulled the slashing taste of the white sword.

By assumption, even though they were white swords shredded from Sleighsta's old fangs, they had decided that iron could not be slashed, that it could not harm the hard ones.

But that was a mistake.

Even the dragon tribes of the ancient species are sharper than any weapon, the white sword from Sleighsta's old fangs at first sight. And there is no such thing as something that cannot be slashed!

With unwavering will, wave down the white sword.

"Gghhhhhhhhh!

An individual of the demon king burning in bright red roared.

"Ha ha!

I, too, squeeze my voice out of the back of my throat and get tempered.

And now I see the future to be.

Double-cut the Great Sickle and chop and tear the individual of the Demon King burning in bright red.

The blade of the white sword nevertheless did not stop, leaving the momentum intact, reaching the nucleus of the demonic king.

I don't feel resistance in my arms, I slash the nucleus of the evil-burning demon king.

An evil sun breaks in two.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

An individual of the amputated demon king pronounced a cramped, voiceless roar.

With a roar, I'm in flames.

The nucleus also burns like an evil sun, scattered violently.

"Gah...... kah kah"

I pulled the white sword, which broke the nucleus, and stared at the individual of the demon king, who burned up in the sea of temper, and at the nucleus.

That's it, over?

Destroy the demon king's nucleus and we will win.

But, hey, that's weird!

"Gah...... kah kah kah"

"Wow, are you laughing!?

Finally, I realized.

It's not a roar.

It's a distorted sound, and the demon king is laughing!

"Ga or kah...... Ki, ka...... nu. xa, mano...... ya, iba...... na, do...... muimi"

"Become!?

Before my eyes, the demon king, who should have been amputated, connected his body and resurrected.

The nucleus that should have broken into two fuses and burns up like an evil sun.

"O... son, yo, co... se!

It glowed bright red behind the orbit (cancer) and the demon king's individual shouted.