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A pale fireball is gradually becoming more radiant and someone is about to show up.

The dark-haired demon who received that glare lighting back had an invincible grin on his face.

"Ha, ha, ha!

What emerged with the roar was a alien demon that spanned a giant dragon (dragon) and had three heads: a bull, a human, and a goatmeter.

He boasts a grand body with a snake's tail and a water scratch like a claw on his leg.

And he had a giant spear and a flag in his hand.

Moral gets stuck in front of her to protect Lilya.

Lilya stared softly at the alien demon from behind Moral as if she had been frightened.

The alien demon, who once again turned to Gregory, who summoned himself when he was finished materializing, turns again against the brunette demon.

The alien demon asks questions against the dark-haired demon, whose breath is thrown out of his bright red ripped mouth and who is still smiling in front of him.

"Are you the one who defies my Lord? You know my name, don't you? Say it?

The dark-haired demon with his arms on doesn't change his expression and says it flat out.

"You are the devil Asmodeus... the one who is called the Demon God of Wrath and Love."

"Correct, I'll kill you as brutally as I can as a reward"

Asmodeus nodded satisfactorily, being quoted only as a name or two.

But when the brunette demon laughs bitterly, she gently shakes one finger to the left and right.

"Ha, don't get me wrong. I'm simply in trouble because your Lord is a man who doesn't keep his word rather than I disobey him. Well, either way, you're not my enemy."

Asmodeus' expression changes when the brunette demon says things like he ate people.

"Be disrespectful, you fools in the midst of little devils!

"I don't want you to call me a fool or anything that you've shown a human woman a trance and a scattered ugliness."

Asmodeus' eyes filled with even more anger at the brunette demon who spoke familiarly as if he had known him from before.

"You've spoken of it. Apparently you want to piss me off, but are you ready?

When Asmodeus says so, the straddling dragon growls with a frightening voice as to whether he also felt the wrath of his husband.

"That's the demon god of anger and passion. You look so scared if you're just angry."

Asmodeus is tingling his temples at the provocation of the brunette demon, who has no stopping point.

"Ki, you! Kill!"

That's when someone blew out behind a dark-haired demon.

It is Moral and Lilya.

When Asmodeus glances at her, she laughs funny at the human girls who should have been scared to look at her until now.

"Ki, you guys! Forgive me! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Cut Asmodeus can roar at the humiliation of being ridiculed by the little human girls.

Gregory shouted loudly watching as he yawdled.

Naturally, the words don't come out, so I just move my mouth.

"Asmodeus, you're a fool! Kill that disfigured demon quickly!

But the cry of Gregory's soul became a rhetoric and passed on to Asmodeus.

"Yes!"

Asmodeus breathed a scorching flame from his mouth unconstitutionally with the look of needlessness to be said.

It is a fire of similar power to the magic previously used by that Mephistopheles called the purgatory (Gehenna) flame.

Probably the enemy is powerful enough to extinguish charcoal in an instant. Asmodeus cannot use magic, but can radiate it from his mouth and expose it to the enemy in large quantities.

But!

The 'Fire of Fire' suddenly disappeared (clinging) before reaching the demon with dark hair.

"Stupid! Can't get my purgatory (gehenna) breath!? Yes, no, some mistake!

Tons of flames are now showered not only from their own mouths, but also from the mouths of the straddling dragons.

But the flames still vanish vainly before they reach the dark-haired demon.

"Ha, no matter how many times you do it, it's no use. Your breath doesn't work on me. It's counterproductive."

"Shit!

Now that he realizes the flames won't work, Asmodeus throws the spear he has in his hand with a dark-haired demon on his face and lets it go.

"That spear is comparable to that demon spear (Longinus)! It's no use running! If you do, we'll follow you. Be prepared, you mortal little girls who have insulted me, and I will stab you through!

A demon spear with a giant blade makes a noise and approaches!

- But there's no change in the brunette demon.

I'm just stuck like I'm gonna put my arms around you and protect Moral and Lilya.

It is then.

Some big shadow came up on the back of the brunette demon.

And it is the moment when the spear seemed to pierce three people, as Asmodeus put it.

When the sound of the heavily played metal sounded, the demon spear deviated while spinning, falling powerlessly slightly away from the dark-haired demon.

"Nah, why not! How did you play it! Oh, you don't have a shield or anything just because you're wearing a robe!

It is also impossible for Asmodeus to be surprised.

The demon spear should try to pierce the brunette demon again, reflecting the will of Asmodeus, even if it is played.

That seems to have lost its magic. It's rolling on the floor of the other world.

"No way...... mi, I can see, ah, that ha!?

What a giant angel feather appeared on the back of a dark-haired demon.

It is as many as twelve beautiful and divine feathers that shine in gold that previously appeared when fighting the demon Vine.

"Oh, there's no one else with wings like that! No way, you, yes, no, you!?

As Asmodeus exclaimed, Lilya stared at the feathers that suddenly appeared on the back of the dark-haired demon.

"Those beautiful angel feathers are the complete wings that protect us as well as that one."

Moral groans happily with a cheerful face.

"Complete Wings (Perfectus alla)......"

"Yes... the Genesis God can never break it... he's the only one born with wings."

'Yes! What's wrong, Asmodeus! The Lord is this me! I don't have time for this. Kill him now!

Gregory, who sees Asmodeus summoned as the last trump card to go with a loss of will, treads on the estate and regrets it.

"Asmodeus, you can never turn against me! As long as I have this book."

Gregory retrieved again from his nostalgia a piece of paper he used when summoning Asmodeus.

And when he spoke of it with his finger, Asmodeus suddenly suffered.