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Emperor Amshas.

A man who founded the Gardis Empire, the former labyrinth lord of the Illukite Labyrinth.

And a presence that can never be ignored for the Zeons. Hate came in at the same time as I rejoiced to meet someone I never met, albeit undead.

I know we should just move on. Still, he was throwing the question without being able to ignore it.

"You used to show your face before us."

"I don't have a head right now."

Ha ha, I tell you with a laugh.

"That would be the perfect person for you, wouldn't it?

An undead emperor appears next to Amshas.

"How did you bring him back?

I have a sense of being resurrected as a living armor where my soul just dwelt in armor.

It is the armor that Amshas had wrapped around in his lifetime that he knows has been carefully decorated in the treasure trove of the castle in the Empire City since late. I wasn't even interested in seeing what happened during the fall of the Gardis Empire.

That's how it's right in front of you.

"Of course Noon asked me to collect it."

The freely moving undead emperor reached the treasure trove to be drawn as he snuck into Imperial Castle, and decided to transform Emperor Amshas' armor into a living armor.

"You've changed a lot."

Decades have passed since Amshas died. It's not strange that souls and other things have been purified before the time.

"Armor was filled with residual thoughts"

Amshas' status as a labyrinth lord was naturally high. Amshas' magic was heavily stained with armor because those with too much magic continued to wrap up on the battlefield.

Thanks to this, decades later, it was still marginally left behind.

But that degree of residual thought is not enough to make it a living armor.

"Thanks to you guys"

"Us?

'That's right. I couldn't keep my mouth shut in front of what happened when my created empire died. But I can't do anything about it already dead. "

Only my thoughts were smoking and getting stronger.

Thanks to the undead emperor who showed up there, I was able to be a living armor.

It had nothing to do with the demise of the Empire.

Talk about just being able to get a powerful living armor for an undead emperor. Amshas moved to do something. He had done so, but those who were undead by the hands of the undead emperor could not do anything in the Gardis Empire because they could not disobey orders.

There's only a little bit of a special place down here on the 57th floor.

Fight the unbelievably strong demons on stage with all their dying power.

You can now move on by beating your opponent, and you can't avoid fighting.

"He's the fighter."

Motivated Amshas comes forward.

"It must be someone of interest to you."

"Fine."

"I'll let you do it, too."

"Don't start with just the two of you."

"I will support you too"

Zeon and Lüze, Killier come forward and thread out of their hands to support Onet from a little further away.

Charles and Tual seem to give way to the four and seem uninterested.

'Fine. Get them all together. "

Amshas recognized all the parties as enemies.

This will give both Charles and Tual the right to move on by winning the party.

"Well, good luck with that."

When told quietly, the undead emperor leaves the scene.

"He's a creep."

Zeon squeaks as he stares at where the undead emperor stood.

"Oh, you're here."

In the meantime, Lüze runs out with the Devil's Sword in his hand, which has become intolerable.

"Amshas!!

"It's been a long time since you paired your sword with General Rüze."

The sensation of Amshas, resurrected as a living armor, has not passed at all since his death.

For him, running to build the Gardis Empire was like what happened only a few years ago.

"Don't call Atashi a general!

A shaken demon sword slashes Amshas' arm off.

Armor arms dancing in the air with swords only ahead of elbows.

It was like a stain that was being brainwashed by Amshas' skills that was the General of the Gardis Empire for Lüze. I was temporarily able to get rid of it because I was able to rejuvenate and regain my sanity.

Jump into the nostalgia of Amshas, who lost his weapon.

'That's sweet. I'm not human right now.'

Turn your arm away from your elbow.

Nothing. I see the contents of the black armor.

……

I didn't know what I wanted to say just for a moment.

Still realizes it can't be anything like seeing the contents of black armor. What you see must be hollow.

What is that black-and-white?

I remember trying to find out who I was and the undead emperor looked similar.

"Bye!

During a moment of thought, a black jaw is thrown out of the inside of the armor.

Black as ink spitting out when squid intimidates.

"Keho."

It doesn't have the effect of just getting a little breathless and dyeing my vision black to the detriment.

Still, I'm supposed to have jumped into my nostalgia, but I'm separated because I stopped my leg.

"Up there, Mr. Rüze!

Jump back to Onet's voice you hear from behind.

Then he receives the sword of Amshas, where the thread that jumped out of Onet's hand flew overhead to where Lüze was.

On the edge of the sword, which stopped in the air, there is a black jaw, which is connected to Amshas' severed arm in a thin state.

"Well, you have a lot of user-friendly skills."

It was a sword restrained in thread, but when it fell and disappeared, it appeared in Amshas' hands.

"That sword is the Devil's Sword that Amshas used, just like armor. The effect is to damage the other person's spirit."

"Come on, don't screw around on your own."

"It's worse to be using weapons known to the enemy"

Luce, who was fighting with him, also knew about the properties of Amshas' sword.

Zeon could also have known if he had asked for the labyrinth nucleus, but it would be quicker if he had been taught by the knowing Lüze.

I am also concerned about the characteristics. But if that trait is black, it cannot be explained that it will go back to hand.

"That's what living armor looks like now."

"You're a living room armor joker, right?"

Demons Evolved More Than Normal Living Armor.

It was transformed into a demon by the hands of an undead emperor, able to evolve because the soul that became a vegetarian possessed power and thoughts as strong as Amshas.

Black - a living room armor with a temper inside. By connecting to a disconnected body, as earlier, you can move parts of your body freely even in remote locations, or you can connect a disconnected body.

"Come on."

He has opened and closed his hands again and again to check his condition when he also draws and connects the arm that Luce slashed off.

"You never thought you'd be such a handy body after you died."

Now even if my arm is slashed off, I will not feel any pain, and it can be easily joined in this way.

There was an admiration for skills that could be useful in combat because the skills gained from becoming labyrinthine were not combat based.

A voice that really feels emotional from the bottom of my heart.

"If you're really Emperor Amshas, I'd like to ask you something."

"Hmm? I'm in a good mood right now, so I'll answer whatever questions you can."

"Why did you lose the Kingdom of Legiana?