Maouyome

Turn your magic into a mass of power and beat it to pieces.

If a serpent 30 meters wide opened its mouth, that's all I could think of for now to slap.

Severe shock sounds roar low with a definite response. There's no need to set a target if it's not the case. Rather, it's only worth beating for the big part.

He saw the mass of power crushing the heads of the Mississippi and the serpent. I don't know if it's because I'm more aware of it or because I'm more focused.... because that's all it takes.

Even if it was momentum that would crumble in an instant if it was a decent size, it just feels big, and it feels as if it's crumbling in slow motion.

Honestly, the proximity is going crazy.

The shard splashed like a splash with a banged impact.... Something, every single reaction matters, damn it.

It's not like you can jump high.

After ascending, naturally, it falls to gravity.

As I fell through the rain of splashing shards, I noticed that each and every one of those shards was an example flaming serpent.

... Koitsu et al.

"Collective, … troublesome"

Momentum roars and lets the ground roll in, while descending to its center. It feels good to reject the shock that passes all over your body.

Immediately afterwards, the flaming serpent poured down like a snowflake.

"It's depressing!

Blast your magic in frustration and blow it up.

I don't know any more attacks.

I've been scattered all the way here, and when this happens, I'm gonna ram you to the bright spot.

The ringing sound of the atmosphere rings low from above the sky.

Looking up, the serpent with the crushed flame of his head swept up on one side of the sky like a sea urchin.

Its crushed head is also coming, even when the blasted area is slowly raised.

"... that's right"

In the meantime, instead of saying hello, I just slapped him with eight hits. Originally, I didn't think I could handle this from the beginning...

Power cages between my eyebrows at a troublesome hunch.

"Bullshit!

"Your Majesty!

Lean shades and silver stupid horses descended from above into sight. Looking up into the sky, he comes up to my right side.

There were two people on the back of a stupid horse, Lean Shade and the other, a muscle Dharma that I had never seen.

"You almost worried,... who's behind it?

"You Le Gosh! There are no names to be asked and named!

……

……

Right. That's more than that.

Leanscheid had a very tired look beside the muscular idiot who answered emphasizing his big-chest muscles what he meant.

The meaning of that expression can somehow be deduced.

"Le Gosh is the last of the four Devil Grand Dukes he was talking about, the Devil Grand Duke."

"... it seems so"

"How do you know that name?"

Behind a lean shade as exhausted as death, a muscular idiot hissed his eyebrow root in surprise.

... dark. It's dark, Leanshade.

For now, don't look like you've given up on everything. You're making me nervous.

"I say Maori, the contemporary demon king. Sorry to bother you, but I'll talk to you later. For now, shut up and help me."

"… is the Lord the Demon King of this world? I was well aware of it. This Le Goche can't be so relied upon to say no! I'll take care of it!

I said it was an old elf, so I wondered what kind of guy it was.

You've only said that you're still the Demon King, nothing at all.

Nature, makes me feel fun to laugh at.

"I don't hate that clarity. I hope it's easy to understand. I asked you, Le Gosh."

"Be responsive!

For a moment I thought it was some bandit or barbarian, but I can like the Han-like grin I make by breaking deep wrinkles. Above all, that Cell Azam was sure of its power. That's good enough for credibility.

Posing that subtly changes even as we speak.

Whenever Mukimuki's muscles are bursting, Leanscheid's gaze is getting farther away because... maybe it's his fault, yeah.

For a moment, the vibration of the atmosphere changed things.

Shortly before you turn around, the area is surrounded by great shadows.

"Brrrrrrr!

The torso of a flaming serpent was looming on one side of the sky, ahead of the alarming voice of the idiot horse.

It seems to be moving very slowly because of its giant nature.

The compressed atmosphere rocks the grass from before it arrives and feels a sense of compression that makes it impossible to escape.

Maybe this is what the sky is going to fall on.

The gobbly atmosphere screams, and the layer of air you feel in your body increases its pressure.

He's going to crush it with the gigantic size of his torso.

... Don't lick it.

"Humph!"

The moment the giant torso roared and pressed, Le Gosh's voice of power echoed faster than I worked out my magic.

As soon as possible, it is wrapped in a strong and thick junction. Breathe into a bond that is so strongly assembled that it feels on your skin.

Shortly afterwards, the torso of the fiery serpent was beaten with a roaring ground.

"Humph!"

It is received by a lattice-shaped junction that has been further outwardly constructed. The collision sound as if it were to determine the bottom of the ground and the tall bursting sound as if it had swung through the frozen metal overlapped.

A tremendous shock wave rushed through the radius, placing it for a moment and centering on the point where the torso and junction collided.

A lattice-shaped junction that took a heavy weight knockout directly from the front raised the stiffness and flexed.

"Hum...... Huh! Ha!"

More temper flashes.

Variations of various muscle protuberances appear as he finely alters his posing, and Le Goche's temperamental caged force voice roars loudly.

In response to its force voice, the junction appears supple and sticky, seemingly flexed by the loss of pressure. As it was, he bounced back the torso of the fiery serpent, who had received it greatly, as if to release a string of bows that squeezed to the extreme.

Dooworn, the kind of shock sound that struck a silly giant drum full of force scratches the trembling atmosphere rampantly.

I saw a second shock wave spreading ripples.

"... humph. It is."

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……

I don't know, this.

Even though I have admiration for the exercise of ultra-high juxtaposition, a large scale played out in front of me...... I can't deny my weakness at what this muscle old elf did with just the muscle raised posing and the short voice.

... You only said hunch. Koitz.

Lean Shade beside him also looks difficult.

I could see it bouncing back in the distance, so this is how it was, I don't think Le Goche was doing it.

"... Master Lefia said so too"

"... what?

"Perverts and idiots are a piece of paper."

……

……

You're not splitting up, are you?

You're stuck on the back surface with a piece of paper, absolutely.

The bounced giant slowly rises, sucking up the atmosphere awesome. It's bouncing up pretty high, Haz, but I don't know.

Dark because of the shadow falling directly below. I don't know if the shadow area has narrowed either.

The weather was also disturbed because of the scattered atmosphere that rocked me, and the ever lower clouds spread to one side of the sky at some point.

Something like black muscle rushes through a point with a bounced torso as he tries to pursue it further.

Darker than a cloudy shadow, a dark blade of pitch black.

As the black muscle drew the line and instantly circled the torso, darkness spread as if seeping out of its black line, letting the spar and giant torso try to break apart.

One breath and a cross section of the truncated torso swells up into darkness, blasting extensively.

... I know this move.

I saw it right on my side when I was forced to brag about my strength to quell the civil strife in the Land of Demons.

Confirm the appearance of an old gentleman who comes to the cool side of the flaming serpent that falls in heavy rain.

...... Cell Azam.

There's something I need to ask you.

There were a lot of things I needed to be sure of directly.

About Sunra.

About my real parents.

About that wise man and everything that's been going on.

And... about Cell Azam's past.

And yet, why not?

I just saw that, that's all.

I'm here to loosen up somewhere.

"… Your Majesty. We look forward to your safe return."

"Worried"

Be comfortable with the familiar appearance.

Even in a place like this at a time like this, there is no rushing bare hands, and after all, there is no disturbance in the calm atmosphere.

... I also think this has been the case for a long time.

Give a gentle nod back to the shallow, thankful Cell Azam.

Take Seruazam's gaze, which slowly raises his face, directly from its front.

I think there are a few more wrinkles.

The grey-black eyes behind the deeply carved wrinkles were, after all, gentle and soft as usual, somewhere pitiful.

Same.

Always the same, unchanging glance.

I've always been watched by these eyes.

I felt safe there the whole time I was watched by these eyes.

Actually, there's something I'd like to ask you.

"... I'm sorry. Sire."

Softly return the denial to Seruazam, who tries to bow his head at it.

"One day, again, I want you to slow down. … and so on."

"… Your Majesty"

That's why I can believe it.

There were mountains of things I wanted to ask and make sure of, but I just looked at each other directly like this, and I felt fine.

Something I was anxious about disappears.

That's all right, I honestly thought.

"Geez! But I can't do it anymore! Somebody! Ha ha!?

Where I'm so convinced in myself, there's a far cry from tearing silk.

If you look at it, Beradne was alone, desperately handling the scattered flaming snakes. I'm about to cry even now because I'm so tired.... You know, I'm crying.

... excuse me. Something.

"Wow!? Ohhhhh!?

"... Bassashibasil. Please."

"Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh!

The ground rocks heavily when Leanscheid asks the idiot horse to rescue Bel Adne. This is why a giant was broken and the cross section was eroded by the dark forces of Cel Azam.

I glance up at the dark wounds that thrive and block me while I look at them.

With its staring tip, the giant flame swelled greatly, and suddenly, it bounced and spread.

"... is it coming?"

Instead of returning to normal, add seven more heads to intimidate this one, the fiery serpent.

"Fine. I'll do it anyway!

Convert the elaborated magic into a fighting spirit.

What will change in the way that that unhappy sage taught me? That's what I want to know now.

I let the fierce struggle roll even further.