Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

"Io!

'Yellow' is expressed in a liquid-like image and poured into the subject.

"Limits" has several applications, in addition to "Updating Limit Values" and "Raising Capabilities to Updated Limit Values", as well as the use of "Temporary Limit Breaches".

"Yellow" cannot be infinitely updated with "Limits". Interference limit. Without this any man would have equal power to God. That is unacceptable.

Io was greatly elevated in his various abilities by Maria. Is there any reason why it remains small? Anyway, he's a soldier with incomparable combat capabilities to the average local.

He is also equipped with multiple magic equipment given to Maria. If a "temporary limit breakthrough" is added thereto, it will instantaneously exert the power of the quasi-qualified person.

"I'm not Alma, so I don't do 'I'll do it back if I get hit' or anything. He's a little too affected by the vessel, isn't he? So, it's about me. I can't be as nice as him. I don't know what I'm gonna do."

Io broke in two (,,,,,,,).

I wondered if there was a straight line from the cranium to the inseam, and it split and fell.

Pussy, and the blood blows out, and the burrito and built-in rolls off.

"There are things that people can and cannot do. I'm not saying don't get your hands on anything you can't do, but you have to have a head that understands as much as the difference between a challenge and a suicide. Io, this kid didn't seem very smart."

"Ah... ah"

"Maria...... ugh!

Maria was not appointed to the two seats of the Seven Saints by her own ability to fight. He is, of course, a powerful man who is not far from being a concurrent wizard, but that was not the problem now.

Qualified person who operated secretly in Teito due to his ability to be too useful.

In other words, her spirit is not optimized for the battlefield.

When a loved one dies unharmed in front of him, he is not ready to move on to his best behavior.

"Hey, hey, hey"

"Hey, Maria. I guess she was important, huh? I know. I can tell if I look at you. [M] Is that what you're thinking right now?" This is such a lie ". It rejects reality. Fine, that's fine. Let me help you. I will reject reality. What, you just have to wish. Please come back to life."

"Maria! Don't ask...... ugh!

"Wishes come true on their own. Nice thing. But don't you think I'd be arrogant enough to do anything on my own? People can't live alone. Even if you can mistake him for living alone, he's bound to have some help. What the hell is wrong with relying on others if your power alone is lacking to achieve your goals? I don't think so. If you can resuscitate Io in" Yellow, "do so. I won't stand in your way."

…………

"Maria, I can do it. I can resuscitate Io. I can bring it back to life. Hope, I'll make it happen if I wish. You don't need to put it in your mouth. Just want Io to look good."

Maria, who did not move her gaze from Io's body, raised her face.

"- You wish (,,,)"

The devil-wrapped cloth trembles. The contents are trembling.

"How arrogant to even want the resurrection of the dead at your convenience! What a sin to overturn God's ordained death! But let's make it happen! Because I am the very evil you have!

The cloak falls to the ground. The wind blows and winds up into the universe.

There was nothing there.

- Disappeared. No.

"I'm in"

Maria's, it was her voice.

"Hmm, your fresh body is great after all. I'm a little uncomfortable because I was a man last time and last time, but I was wondering if I could get used to it right away."

I'm moving my mouth with Maria's body, but I'm not Maria anymore.

"Oh, then I'll cure Io, as promised -!

Gucci, Gucci, and Io's remains move.

Adhesion with cross sections touching each other and turning up a deafening sound.

I went back into my body up to a drop of spilled blood, and - I woke up.

"... Ma, Ria, Dear"

"That's right, Io. I brought you back to life. But Daijibu! I will not be punished for resuscitation within three hundred and fifty-first seconds of death. Don't worry."

"... who are you"

To the Lord's anomaly, Io seems to have noticed.

"Hehe."

A demon manipulating Maria's flesh grabs Io's head with his right hand.

"I'm not very good at this."

"Ahhh!? Whoa...!

Io's body bounces up like a bicumbicum and a fish on top.

Sounds like unusual suffering, but the aim should be neither murder nor suffering. Probably brainwashing.

"I'm not looking at anything else!

Glare retreated in no hurry. Standing position sinking until a moment ago. It is due to the fists of the enemy.

"If you care about someone else, hey, saint with 'black'. Wow!

"… I feel this way." It's unpleasant, "he said."

"Well, that was bad!

The man after Glare chose to fight. Without even taking the contract like the demon who took Maria's body.

Is the contract method different from demon to demon? Just personality? Or - half-kill it and the desire to 'live' springs naturally. Is it possible to enter into a contract with that as a 'wish'?

[Black wrap] wrap 'black' around the whole body and blade by.

Intercept the imminent fist with a great sword.

The blade passes as if it were ripped even on paper, and the fist rips from the center.

But like the devil who took over Maria, he doesn't look like he's in pain.

What surprised Glare more than that was that the only thing that 'swallowed' was magic.

When the devil takes away his flesh, "black" doesn't make his abilities ours?

Or is the flesh decaying at last in the month of the millennium, and do they manage to keep their form with magic?

So you're craving a new host as soon as possible?

"Shit. This vessel won't kill you forever! Hey, Alma, give me a hand!

"... it happens because it treats the human being who became the vessel like a consumable."

"I can't let it. I hope Temé's vessels last a little longer."

"I don't think a thousand years is a bit then, I..."

"Wow, come on!

"Totally......"

Glare had just unleashed his magic to swallow a mouthless giant with [black eating].

A demon, known as Alma, broke in between Glare and the giant man, wrapping his hands around the [black eater] blade.

The 'black' blade swallowed up Alma - it didn't.

Disappeared.

"I'm sorry. It doesn't work on me."

Whether it was because of the movement or the aftermath of [black eating], the claw that covered Alma's head descended.

Unexpectedly, it felt clean for the man in the clothes. Healthy skin, soft grin. You look young, but are you in your late thirties to forties? I can't imagine that strength from standing up. Because if you're not blessed with your physique, the signs are the same for the average person.

Ordinary middle-aged men have different dimensions of strength and ability. Such a chiggly impression.

Dark hair, eyes of the same color. Common characteristics for people from such origins as' Nihon 'and' Yamato '.

Nothing unusual. It's not particularly similar. Someone else for sure. That's all for sure.

Yet, when he realized it, Glare had his name in his mouth.

"... Chrono?