The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

Loss-14, continue that day.

"Come on, we've done it, militant party - main battle!

Astalot's voice sounded and a loud cheer rocked the venue.

Aoil...... a small hour after meeting the man in the blue robe.

After qualifying and welcoming the main battle, we were each staring in the hall from the holding room.

The venue will be where 'those younger brothers' once fought. It's a huge martial arts field near the heart of the empire. Speaking of my brother's hometown style...... Colosseum, is that what you call it?

"It's like a spectacle..."

"What now. There will be a prize as a spectacle. Are you stupid or what?

I hear a spicy reply to the fuzzy words.

When I float my blue muscles and look next door, there sits a nameless man wearing a hentechlin face. Why the same modest room as this one......

Well, it looks like half the main battle contestants are coming to this modest room, and I don't feel like I can help it.

"I'm not stupid. I'm checking on you, you idiot. What are you? I've never heard of an abusive vocabulary besides' clutter '... but isn't that stupid?

"... Ha, pull it out. I have the same flesh, the same brain as that man, assuming. At least I'm smarter than you. So you're an idiot. You idiot."

"... ho ho, go ahead and admit yourself to being that fellow man. What a dirty thing. Don't get goosebumps just thinking that you have the same magic as me flowing through you like such a dirty dog hun... And you're dumber."

"................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. The contents are separate from the same body. Who likes it and has to be just like such a filthy idiot. Are you stupid or what? Oh, well, you were an idiot. Bad."

"…………… I see, I saw that I wanted to be twisted to the exterior"

"Hey! Wait a minute, you guys! Just calm down a little! What is that contention, children of the elementary school or you!

Me with cockroaches and fists and Luggy staring sharply over the mask.

And it was Nacky who had interrupted between us.

... Oh, that's already a pain in the ass. What are their pseudonyms? Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"Hmm? That's a word and deed that I don't think was that empty death that was taking no orders from anyone and slaughtering the gods with a whole brain muscle, huh?

"Damn, that's... well, black history is for everyone"

Sky death will be mentioned for a moment, but it will soon return a reason for that.

... Well, I don't care about that. The problem is... because I created it, I fought against my parents from the beginning. It's this idiot. No. Was it stupid? Either way, but I don't care.

"Whatever that is...... hey there. You can boob the third round of the top showdown right now on this occasion, okay? Hey, I was just actually pissed off about losing to that idiot, too. You're gonna have to do what's best for that kid, too, aren't you?

"Huh? Who told you when and where you lost to who? Have you lost your eyeballs? Oh, you're just an old eye. Fucking Baba."

"Aren't your eyes rotten? There will be a much older Baba in front of me. It's a big mistake."

"Did you see that... Sparks fly to me."

Sky death squeaks but goes through.

With me losing to that idiot.

With Gil, who won the game but lost the battle.

I thought you were a good candidate to start the third round of the top showdown... well, this time, Gil's opponents are elsewhere.

"Come on! Damn it. Let's go! I don't have a long mouth! I have sorted the qualifying tournament here by random! And by saying - WWI! Let's go!

With Astalot's voice, Gil rises.

"Left corner! A supernova that appeared as a meteor! Is that an amazing adventurer just wearing a mask!? Or a shader who didn't come in the light of day! In any case, its strength is real! Make it the current S-Rank Shortest Record Holder, and this qualifier... the monster who passed first! Luggyyyyyyy!! '

"... well good. Kon...... Kronos. You will sooner or later... punch me in the face. I know it's the majority because of that guy... but still, you killed that guy... and hurt my precious stuff. That's for sure. So... I'm not forgiving you."

That's what I said, Gil, going up to the arena.

Knowing that the people I loved didn't see themselves. Still, I can strain my chest and say [important stuff]. The strength of that heart, it must be something I don't have.

And it's also shapeless strength that I wouldn't have even tried to see a while ago.

I touched the choker on my neck and laughed lightly.

"Hey Luggy. Be careful at best. Looks like there's some kid from the other side of the hall, some orphanage."

"What are you talking about? That Phantom King... there's no way we can dive through Elsa's surveillance.... If it's true, Elsa must be chewing one for sure. Then there's nothing wrong with that."

Gill said pretty much the same thing I was thinking.

The question is, "Can you raise your hand to an orphanage kid like that?" in that... well, it's not what I found out about the kid in the orphanage, and the gill that preceded it... what a sight.

It's just unfortunate... that Gil's opponents in the first war are different.

What I'm looking forward to - is that their opponents are also reachers.

"Right corner! Oh, I'm scared of your face! I'm too scared of your face!

At its very beginning, more or less many would have guessed.

It was one man who showed up from the face-to-face gallery with the smokescreen.

Fairly back length, disappointing flesh.

Its musculoskeletal body, which can also be seen from above the clothes, turns wild orgasms pale, and fainting can be sufficient to reach the orgasm that saw its face.

Such a man, wearing a red apron, named Holy Night, stood.

"Ordinary people scared of their faces! But its strength is just unusual! The fierce among the fierce who passed in the second place in the qualifying round at the behest of ordinary people! And who it is is is, a part time [10,000 houses] reputed for" the bread is delicious "that dots each town! I'll do anything as long as you give me the money! Make sure you all come! Man scared of his face, Santa aaaaaaaaa!!

Before the man, Gil felt like he laughed.

When he goes up to the arena again, the voltage of cheer increases even further.

I'm sure no one knows.

Standing there, he said, is the former culmination of the demon army.

One or a masterpiece that put all the demons together with one of those fists.

One, a monster who wished for little happiness and destroyed the world with despair.

For a while, there was a collision.

And for a time - we used to shoulder each other.

I didn't know I was going to fight you.

Second, I heard Satan.

His arms were stretched naturally to his right arm.

It was Gil who tilted his neck at the sight, but I immediately recall.

From (...) minute (...) to (...) first (...) to (...) table (...) to (...) and (...) at (...) time (...).

"Oh... well. Was I? Ku, kukukukukuku...... You did. This is the first person I've ever fought. That was you."

That fight, I watched, too.

With my brother, who was murdered in front of me.

A wild mass that devoured and manifested its intelligence.

Now Gil is made of everything that the man threw away.

All the wild stuff he dumped and all the intelligence he broke off unnecessary.

All that collective is this man.

Only if it is...... then, at that moment.

I took over that man's will and (...) cut (...) the (...) arm (...) of sa (...) ta (...) n (...) and (...) fell (...) and (...) the monster... I'm sure it was this man.

"At that time... I was afraid of you. Trembling in anger, bloody tide...... still, slightly scared. Interrupted by the Almighty God guy...... just a little bit. I still regret that I am a little relieved"

Satan holds his fist.

At the same time, the intimidation overflows from its body.

It feels as if the air in the surrounding area has become lead.

I held my fist and just looked forward. Nonetheless, it's as if they've mastered all of this space... and I even remember that feeling.

Coming... the culmination of the Great Devil. Angry incarnation.

Seven major sins, all summaries. The mightiest great demon.

"Therefore, let's repay the debt. Here and now."

I wouldn't have understood what that meant.

But only the style, the overflowing strength, was understandable.

As the loud cheers surrounded her...... Gil shook her shoulders.

I'm sure that would be a joy.

When he shook his shoulder and held down his mask, he turned his red eyes towards Satan.

"The word...... shall I give it back as it is? Angry Incarnation"

As a result, Dos black magic blows up from Gil's body.

The name of that magic is [Despair].

The worst force to destroy everything.

The reverse side of the [light of life] that once hunted me down too.

Skill Name - [Light of Despair].

I used it, but at the end of the day, my heart ends when I'm drunk by despair... I see, the effect of the second artifact [Kadukeus]?

He completely stopped the erosion due to despair that couldn't have stopped and, on the contrary, restored his spirit... that brother said, but the effect made him [resistant] to that power.

And then...

"... no way, you can use that power... freely, that man"

My cheeks pull up unexpectedly.

Nothing else, I almost got killed by that force, so much so that I can understand the viciousness.

"I remember you. You raised your hand to the (...) woman (...) of He waved his fist at my precious thing.... once swallowed the hatred as well, shouldered... but I guess not. This is a good opportunity. Whatever its power and confidence, let it burn with the flames of despair."

Gill lowers his center of gravity and puts up his fist.

Its appearance is far from 'standing' as the public sees it.

It looks like a gap... but there's no place for a gap.

They kill me the moment I get my hands on them.

I accidentally rang my throat at at the appearance of even remembering such illusions.

"I'm just a monster. Just stay instinct...... I'll crush you"

"... hey, you're superior, 'Destroyer'. One day we'll continue... Let's get started now"

And Satan puts up his fist.

The way it looks, it's exactly the right way.

Sharpen waste to the extreme, extremely, a mass of efficiency left at its end.

The finest of the martial arts. Literal sole, there it is.

One, wild chunks with no skill or anything.