Maouyome

Extremely colorful impulses thrust through your whole body.

Clearly, the air on the battlefield was changing.

A mass of heat with strength slowly spreads from the back of his chest.

Young man in pitch-black armor with a gentle appearance.

That back, it looks bigger than anything.

Why.... why are you here?

There are so many endless questions, speechless.

Warm droplets touch over trembling fists.

I didn't know, my eyeballs were getting hot.

You must have sensed that the air on the battlefield had changed. Increased vigilance against the five suddenly appearing, enemy soldiers hesitate to storm and distance themselves.

Tensions increase in the blank zone where they were born.

And from the rear of the enemy soldiers overhead, more than tens of thousands of arrows were unleashed simultaneously.

A sharp mass of enormous mass looms as it vibrates the atmosphere tremendously.

"Le Gowoo Ouch!

"Humph! Haaaaaa!

The demon king shouted and the meaty old man responded.

As the disappointed old man of his body runs his temper all over his body, the atmosphere responds to it, shaping and gathering. The invisible junction of increasing density widens greatly.

I feel the wind nets assembled over pressure spread instantly, marveling at the altitude and magnitude of the procedure.

It was just one breath. With just one breath, a thick, stubborn net of wind unfolds to the extent that it almost fills the battlefield to the side.

The boundaries of the wind mesh, which spread like a netting, swallow the tens of thousands of arrows that push over. It wrapped all the flying arrows brilliantly, as if it were a netting unleashed on a flock of twigs.

"Humph, humph! Ha!

A flash of temper.

A mass of wind with enormous masses roars and twists, involving the atmosphere. By the aftermath, the storm burst endlessly across the earth as if screaming.

"Noooo!?

Build up your body big enough not to be blown away.

A rampant, mad breeze rushes through all directions.

Overhead, a giant wind mesh with a whirlwind twisted even louder and opened wide towards the enemy. And as it was, it spat out tens of thousands of arrows that kept the momentum when it swallowed.

A group of unleashed arrows descends upon the unleashed.

From enemy soldiers exposed to the rain of more than tens of thousands of arrows, screams and anger swept through the vortex and exploded at once. The line is disturbed and swallowed up into madness and chaos in an attempt to escape from the falling arrow pack ahead of us.

What the hell is going on?

Recognition and understanding diverge.

"Le Goche keeps protecting the lawyers! Law lord!"

The Demon King shouted in front of the battlefield, which quickly changed its appearance.

Confirming with an invincible grin the likelihood of an annoying cry, the Demon King skips the instruction against the half-naked old man and then looks back at this one, who is stood up in disdain.

"I apologize for being late. Watch where you're going."

"... Demon King Lee. Why help us? There is no agreement yet, Haz. But why..."

A voice that squeezes out somehow, shivers.

When the Demon King rubbed his nose head with his fingers like a little trouble, he narrowed his eyes to the bitter smile that people seemed to like.

"... if you say so, that was still it. The name is no longer necessary. My real name is Mao Grid. Maogreed Asla"

... Demon King Mao Grid.

"Yes, no, it's not, we don't have an agreement yet, why bother with us!?

"... for a reason?

The pitch-black armor returns sunlight and increases shine.

"You don't need a reason to reach out to a friend."

A demon king with the name of true greed looks to the battlefield.

"I'm going to show you now that you made the right choice. I don't have time to regret it!

Only five against a hundred thousand enemy soldiers.

Despite being just that much reinforcement, the greatness of those five will dominate the battlefield. Only five will swallow the pressure of a hundred thousand.

"Kusha! Shiki!"

The demon king shouted the name of the beautiful woman and child standing beside him.

"I order you to expose me! d Beat it flashy!

The two commanded men keep moving forward and walk into each of the deserted blank areas.

It looked like a terrible mismatch on the battlefield.

Two beautiful women and a poor little girl who let their rich blonde hair soar in the wind, walk in the middle of the battlefield in magnificent strides.

The enemy soldiers moved out, screaming at the pressure against the two of them as they threw themselves into a tense running battlefield.

He growls similar to the ground, and a great wave of people pushes him around trying to surround an unlike beauty and a small virgin on the battlefield.

Unstoppable fear and tension. Its desperate attempt to escape the pressure of tying the body from its feet looked as if it were a herd of deceased seeking golden fruit.

As tenacious as hunger and thirst, the enemy soldiers floating the mad minister of frenzy flock to us and to us both.

The figure of a beautiful woman soothing her rich blonde hair was quickly engulfed and swallowed by the walls of enemy soldiers.

And the world will change.

The sight in front of me changed at once in a breath.

In the heart of a large crowd of haz black deceased who nostalgically swallowed its golden fruit, a fierce earthquake rises a great pillar of fire.

Fire columns with momentum as if to scorch heaven draw spirals and swirl with tremendous momentum.

The flames of the Red Lotus burn down the enemy soldiers who were swarmed by a tragic madness, without even missing their demons.

Despite the distance, the calories were such that they could be felt on the skin immediately. How on earth is the burning flame swirling in its center?

The great vortex of fire spread all the way at once, creating a brutal sight by the moment of beauty.

As he was stunned by the sight of purgatory whilst appearing in the corner of the battlefield, a fierce roar broke out as if to tremble the bottom of his heart and guts.

Reflectively, the body tends to fear.

As he rushed back in the direction of his roar, some giant shadow was coming up from the center of the flock of enemy soldiers who were equally swarmed, cracking the ground.

He's an enlarged, monkey-like giant in his upper body.

Is it about eight meters in size? On the back of a giant, as if it were a small high hill, you can see the figure of a haz girl who was drunk by a large group.

There is an even bigger roar.

When the giant, who was at the heart of the black crowd, raised his fierce roar, he shook up his gigantic arm and began to sweep away the enemy soldiers at a speed not commensurate with his body.

Giant fierce rage and madness.

Whenever the ground is tapped, the impact tells the earth and runs through the foot of the battlefield. Whenever a giant arm is swung, a mass of enemy soldiers is blown up in dozens.

You werewolved in a giant monster that suddenly appeared, and some of them saw a bunch of people stop moving. I can't stand the fear anymore and rush out, but it also seems as if my legs are limping against further threats.

But also from beneath their feet, where they stood, huge arms continued to emerge, as if not to miss them.

One after another, the monsters of the giant body appear from the ground, relentlessly attacking the fleeing enemy soldiers. That number quickly crosses the double-digit, spreading an unspeakable ravaged play.

"... what the hell is this?"

A hell of a picture of a whirlpool of flames and a group of giants woven together.

Seeing that scene in front of you as if you doubt your sanity, you lose your words. Reminds me of the content of a report previously heard by the brave man about the difference in power until it was overwhelming.

Grand Duke of Four Demons.

There is a demon king in the land of demons.

But such a presence was the first ear.

I don't see any mention of such presence in the records of the past when I fought the Demon King's Army. Even now, 13 years ago, when Sunra the Demon King invaded, there were no such statements as confirmation of such presence on the Demon King's side.

We didn't know too much.

We didn't even know there were other demon kings with this much power. We don't even know what kind of people we're fighting. We've been putting our blades together for the last thousand years.

Hand over the matching blade and identify the target.

Know here the correctness of your own decisions.

"Cell Azam! I'm gonna kick your ass!

The demon king, who was checking to see how the enemy army was being swept away, shouted at the old gentleman who remained beside him.

Then, an explosion of magic winds up.

"... be!?

Offensive magic combined with unlikely qualities and quantities boils explosively from the two people in front of you. If it is the amount as simple magic, it is still not far from what Mr. Lefia saw one day, but nevertheless, there is something instinctively barometric about that tremendous pressure.

The old gentleman moved.

At the feet of the old gentleman, to be precise, a great change was made.

With the old gentleman at the centre, the shadow falling to the ground spreads wide. Deep darkness seeps through as if it were black ink dripping over wet paper.

The body of the old gentleman, anointed with a black monochrome shadow beneath his feet, gradually sinks into the shadows. The moment I lost sight of its existence, the shadow moved enormously.

A shadow strikes at the feet of the enemy soldiers as they move like a fierce beast.

One enemy soldier after another, swallowed by shadows beneath his feet, is stabbed through his body by countless sharp things protruding out of deep darkness, pulling him into despair.

He who tries desperately to escape. He who tries to help us and those around us by pulling them down. Those who stand frightened and frightened by fear. Whatever it may be, the shadow that spreads at your feet results in a desperate death, equally absolute to everyone.

Some lose themselves, while others distort their faces to madness, equally equal, and sink into the depths of deep darkness.

Next to it, a huge chunk of violence ran through.

It was a shock wave, released from the Demon King's sword strike.

With no movement at all from the spot, the Demon King swords his sword with so much power that he can swing it wide open. The trajectory of a sword swept through cuts the atmosphere and runs straight through it as a shockwave crushing the earth.

The aftermath of so much force that it distorts the sight every time it waves spreads in concentric circles around the Demon King.

How much of a shock would it be when you were hit directly in the front when you said it was sophisticated to just stand behind you and not be blown away by the aftermath?

The shockwave that rushes through breaks the army straight and blows it out exhaustively.

... was overwhelming.

Only five reinforcements will just overwhelm the 100,000 great armies.

There is no way for a hundred thousand troops to be just five men, and they are ravaged.

A sight as if it were unrealistic.

It was so overwhelming that it couldn't even be a terrible nightmare.

……

……

This is the Demon King.

Of the kingdom of demons and demons, the Great Duke of the Four Demons.

"... as awesome as it is. No way, not now."

He lay down his weapon and leaked his thoughts, while the Bazelat Knights captain, who had refrained beside him, shrugged.

He nods slowly at it and gives his consent, equally flattered, but unable to let go of the sight in front of him.

I also feel like I've already lost my temper from the enemy army. A hundred thousand troops that were blocked in front of us as an absolute difference in power are just fleeing.

"... ah, yabe"

One of the swordfights unleashed by the Demon King went a long way, blowing up one of the giants rampaging in the middle of the enemy army, every sorcerer on its back.

A part of the body of a giant whose torso is dispersed and splendidly blasted of things under shock waves, flies in with a large arc.

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"No, no! Sorry, I just slipped my hand!

Beside the hastily hopping demon king, when he had moved, the blown haz girl hiked his grin until he was ruthless and stood.

In the wake of resentful gaze, even a servant demon king falls behind the pressure.

"It's the same thing."

"Liar! Don't come after me!

"My hands slipped and I hazed my aim, though.... I didn't expect to be targeted from behind."

"Stay, you'll see! I'm sorry! For now, I won't let you kill me.

Some of the giants, choosing heavily on the ground, rose up again. The parts of Haz blown to pieces gather together in each and the giant shows up there again.

I look at the giant figure nearby and realize for the first time that it was like a giant doll. And this girl, who manipulates dozens and dozens of those giant dolls at the same time, is also reminded that she is out of standard.

The giant arm is excited and the demon king escapes.

"... what the hell is that?

There was nothing more to the words of the confused Knights of Bazelat than just returning a bitter laugh.... What should I answer?

On the other side, where the Demon King and the Boy Girl could not stand, the southern armies were finally beginning to retreat.

It is not possible to ascertain from here whether Gahak survived in it. But even if Gahak had survived, I think he could have inflicted considerable wear and tear. Now, that's good.

Now the Holy Lock Gate was guarded.

For a temporary relief, stroke your chest down.

He was quiet and realizing the joy of winning this battle, even as he captured in a corner of his sight the appearance of the Demon King who kept turning himself away from the Giant's attack.

"So! Sorry! Forgive me!

"I'd forgive you if I hit one shot!

"Can you do it? Huh! Normal death!