Everyone on the spot had heard an unpleasant noise.
And at the next moment, the reaction is divided into two parts.
To those that float with joy, and to those that float with worry.
Until the latter, it was almost near despair and still never despaired, I guess, because I knew what it meant and, above all, my heart was strong.
But knowing it, the former one - the Demon King - brings even more joy to his face.
So much so that I don't care about the anger that filled my mind earlier... or the joy of it being there.
If this can give despair, then it is most deserving, because I thought so.
At the same time, however, there was frustration because you should feel despair the most, and the person you wanted to make do so did not have the appearance of despair.
Knowing that the sword in his hand had entered, it seems that the boy - named Soma - only turned his gaze to you once and began walking straight with Stasta without any further reaction.
There's not one rush on that face either... but the Demon King was supposed to deepen his grin because he decided it was a strength.
I see. Surely, if you show a hurry in this situation, you will only be disadvantaged.
Then it would be more natural to behave like nothing.
Though he only looks like a child, the Demon King is not foolish enough to insult him with that alone.
But at the same time, I think.
It's just superficial wisdom, he said.
It is true that the sword has entered the sword, and if the sword is gone, it is helpless, such as a swordsman.
Then let him strengthen, and despair at the end, and the demon king will deepen his grin even more.
But there, the Demon King was not alarmed.
Resurrection in the back of the brain is a memory of a time, broken by someone called the brave.
I also understand that it is an abominable memory, but one that should not be forgotten.
Anyway, last time, I lost because I forgot about it and I was so unconscious.
We cannot repeat that mistake any more.
So what the Demon King shot off shortly afterwards was a dust-free blow, such as alarm.
Earlier released, a pitch-black sphere.
Though the sight of being slashed and torn apart at the same time as approaching and fogging is not believable over and over again, he releases it one after the other, hoisting the sound of his mouth in his ear again.
The pitch-black sphere is the very will to destroy everything the Demon King holds.
Technically, we should call it a substitution like a sphere, not having a physical appearance.
I don't even have a mass or anything, and if I tell you, this is like a shadow, it's a landmark.
Fill the spot with the will of the Demon King the moment it lands and destroy the subject by overwriting it to the world.
Instead of being destroyed by this itself, the subject begins to self-destruct by finalizing the result that it was destroyed.
In other words, this is conceptual and powerful enough to allow for the reversal of causes and consequences as well.
Naturally, it can't just be done if you touch it, and it can't be slashed and torn.
Therefore, there can be no possibility of the sight happening in front of me... but the Demon King didn't even care much already.
There can be no mistake, but if I mention it, it can't be that the Demon King was defeated last time in the first place.
The Demon King at that time was undoubtedly closest to God.
Even where the dragon had attacked with all his might, it wouldn't have scratched one.
But in spite of that, the Demon King lost.
A brave man, by just one human being.
Of course, there will be times when a brave man was getting backups from the world, and there will be times when the Demon King was so proud.
But on top of that, there was no way that that could have happened.
That made too much sense.
No matter how powerful you may be, the man you're looking for is a man.
Even if we strike down enough power to crush this star, it was in that realm that the Demon King was there so that we could not destroy one of the imperatives of the kingdom.
But the brave man made it easy to defeat such a demon king.
Just as God, once called the Evil God, was destroyed by just a human being called a hero.
So the Demon King realized there.
I wonder if from time to time such beings come from among humans.
And if you know what I mean, there's nothing to say.
No matter how powerful you are and how close you are to God… God Himself, you can lose.
Then there's nothing strange about being able to defeat God when he loses to the Demon King.
I mean, that's all.
The sight that is happening now in front of me was also like affirming the thought of such a demon king.
I see. There's no way you could have slashed and torn the will of the Demon King. I guess that boy is enough to defeat the Demon King.
I'm so sure.
But the Demon King is hunting them down now.
Even now Soma is waving his sword and continues to slash and tear the will of the impending Demon King, but by extension the sword is also growing.
Instead, there are now fewer places where there is no disgrace.
Not so far away, that is a splash, and that time is the last of Soma.
Until then, the Demon King will not loosen his hand, and so will Soma's future.
But... it was too much.
Once dead, the Demon King has lost much of his power compared to the time.
Moreover, it is not something that can be recovered by ordinary means.
The demon king, who is still close to God after his resurrection, is somewhat close to fantasy species and so on.
Unlike humans and others, strength does not increase where it is trained, and the only way to recover power is to wait for the passage of time or take it away from others.
But it wasn't easy to say I would take it from others.
To be honest, it is inefficient.
It will wipe out most of the power when you take it away, and it takes some time to get used to the power you take away as your own.
But while you're used to it, the amount of power you recover from the passage of time will never recover, which can mean that it was quicker to recover if you didn't take it away.
If the opponent is not strong enough, it can even be harmful, rather than meaningless to take it away.
Moreover, it is now also possible to feed people's fear and despair and to use it as a force, thanks to the newly acquired power.
It's inefficient because you're not used to it, but it doesn't matter how weak they are and how little power they gain, it doesn't make a difference to gain power.
Those things happened, and this time I never once took the power of the others... that boy would be well worth a try.
Moreover, although rarely, new powers may be gained by depriving them of power.
It's still going on, that puzzling phenomenon.
If that could be done for me, I could take it for granted that the Demon King opened his mouth there.
"Hmm... that's hilarious, you look unusual. Well, it defied me, naturally."
It was not Soma, but those who were in the rear, who responded to the word.
You opened your mouth trying to argue something, but you realized that you weren't in a position to say something, and there was nothing you could say again.
After all, I had nothing to say, and I shut up.
Even though the Demon King snorts with satisfaction at the lack of annoyance, he moved a single eyebrow because, as usual, Soma is calm and shows no reaction.
Nevertheless, I don't get angry even though I think it's funny, wondering if it's still strengthening.
Think about how long you can keep that attitude going, and so on, and keep the word going.
"As you are, you will definitely die. It's pointless, pointless, worthless. Is that what you understand best? Where I made you try to be strong, that fact remains the same. Well, if you're going to die unacknowledged, I hope you like it."
"... Hmm. Assuming it was, so what? You're not telling me that if I beg for my life, I forgive you, etc.?
"Hmm... whatever."
Instead, if you do that, you will twist it on the spot without taking away your powers.
It's not worth keeping alive for a second enough, such as a fool who thinks that if he begs for his life, he can handle it, etc., while keeping it against the Demon King.
The same applies to its power.
But.
"If you beg, if it's only your power, I won't make the most of it." If you stay like this, you can't leave anything behind and disappear without a trace. So by leaving that power to me, the meaning that you lived for also existed?
"............ Hmm. Is it because you let demons rave in this city, or because you ravaged here as you please?
"Ha, there's no way? They're both half profitable and half hobby. Well, both demons have orders to make sure they have something that might help me, but there's no way they're here."
In the unlikely event that it is possible, even the strongest people in this country will be to this extent, although we have made them go to places where there is something as powerful as possible.
There's no way you can expect anything like that.
Technically, what I want most is to inherit the blood of the Demon King, but that's also the kind of thing I can't possibly find here.
That they are only rampant because, in the end, they wield fear and despair.
"… is it so"
"Well, shall we hear a response? Well, I guess I don't have to ask."
"That's right. … in the first place, it's a story about how I thought I'd snort."
"... Huh. Were you also a fool? Fine. I don't know if you understand my generous measures... then die as senseless as you wish."
"Hmm... or do you think it would be foolish to snort in this situation? Anyway, I came right there until I reached you."
That was certainly true.
If you notice, there is a figure of Soma in front of you in a literal sense.
If we can take one more step, the sword in its hand will reach the body of the Demon King.
But even if you understand it, the Demon King will not move from the spot.
There are two main reasons.
Because it's not necessary and it's only counterproductive.
The Demon King understood better than anything that Soma's sword could reach him in the first place.
Still, I stayed on the spot because I knew that if I exposed the gap of travel, I would be stuffed and slapped at the distance in that moment.
It only releases the will of the Demon King, and it cannot be let go while he is on the move.
In other words, it was best to stay on the spot and continue the attack, and poor mobility was only counterproductive.
That's still the same at this time... above all...
"Hmm... I'm sure you're right, but with that sword, huh?
Yes, what that sword reaches is naturally the story of if the sword is alive and well.
But in Soma's hands, it was already all over his body.
It is obvious, by the way, that we are meeting our limits and so on, rather it is strange that we are still retaining the prototype.
Without a doubt, the next blow is unbearable.
And if that happens, there's nothing wrong with Soma being in front of you.
Though the power of Soma is mighty, it is only at this distance that we know very well that it cannot be a threat without even the use of a sword.
That was the reason why the Demon King stayed put even here, exchanging extra words, etc.
"I see, well, sure, this won't last any longer. It's something you've worked so hard for."
"So you beg? If you like that attitude or that language, you might be willing to use that power?
"With hatred, but my life is a doctrine that does not need to be done"
"Hmm... is that the last word? Until the end, you were stupid."
There are already two black spheres available.
Then I don't need anything later.
As it should be, it was at the same time that the two moved.
Soma takes a step in as if the Demon King is up to slapping his own will.
The pitch-black and blunt collided - an unpleasant noise echoed high and high, never heard before.
Soma's sword, which meets its limits, is broken, and everything, including even the pattern, becomes fragments and falls zero out of its hands.
There is nothing left in that hand.
Because what was squeezing was gone, or its hands opened as if it had lost its power... and there, another remaining pitch black pops in.
The Demon King snorted boringly at the result that was not dimensionally different from what he had assumed.
I watched Sylvia and the others watching the sight from the rear as they chewed their teeth on themselves, unable to do anything, but at least staring at them without distracting them until the end.
And Soma, just like before, was staring straight ahead - like a shudder, I could see him breathing out a sigh.
The last step was taken shortly after that.
His arms were swung through, and for every impending pitch black, the body of the Demon King was slashed and torn diagonally.
"... what?
I didn't even know whose mouth the whine leaked from.
Because it wasn't surprising to get out of anyone's mouth.
Of course, I'm no exception.
I didn't understand.
Soma shouldn't have had a spare sword or anything.
No, I don't have it either, in fact.
I don't have one blade in my hand, just an open shaped hand.
"Fool... you are supposed to be a swordsman"
"Yeah? Well, you're right. I really want to say that I aspire to be a magician, but as always, I have to say that I am a swordsman more than I can use any magic."
"Then why... why are you alive, why have you erased my will, why are my flesh hurt...!? You who don't have a sword...!
"What are you talking about? Would a sword have it right? Here."
So it was in his own right hand that Soma showed.
Fingers are aligned and stretched straight, only the thumb is folded toward the palm.
That's all.
Really, that's all...
"Don't be ridiculous... don't be ridiculous, you...! That's what I...!
In an instant, the room and everything was blowing away.
You can't admit something like that, even if the scars that tell you the pain show the facts.
Moments, a pitch-black sphere appears around it, as it echoed the cry of the Demon King.
Knocked it in just like before...... just like before, slashed and torn.
With bare hands.
Besides, every demon king's body.
"Huh...!?
"Even if you say that, this is how you are being done. Reality should be looked at properly, right? Well, if you don't want to admit it, I think that's something else."
It's like saying back what you said earlier. Besides, the Demon King slaps his will even as he bites his teeth.
It's supposed to even smear the world, but it still disappears with dismay, just more wounds on one's body.
The pain of getting a little stronger is something I didn't even feel when fighting the brave.
In the first place, they were releasing each other's biggest attacks, so they disappeared without time to feel anything like it.
"Hmmm... the knife can still be powerful. You don't seem convinced at all, and you should have picked up a wooden stick along the way anyway? Would that have convinced you?
"-!?
The words were a joke, but the gaze being directed was very cold.
Calmly, by the time it's ruthless, they're cutting off their own lives one by one.
The moment I understood it, the Demon King was jumping out of the spot a lot.
I didn't have time to think of the chase as immediate, and I felt I had to run away from it now.
But when he realized that it was nothing but a getaway, the Demon King took his teeth to heart.
Then in view of myself...... make one decision.
At the earliest possible time, it was not if you were to say this about the details.
"... okay. Sure, let's admit it. Everything that can't even beat you bareback, or that I'm in a predicament right now because I was licking you. But... if you do, you will kill here. Even in exchange for my life...!
The moment I screamed, revolving around the Demon King, the pitch-black vortex began to swirl.
That gets a little bigger and starts swallowing things around.
And what is swallowed falls apart and begins to disappear.
That was no exception, not even the Demon King.
The purpose of the Demon King is the destruction of the world.
But naturally, it doesn't make sense that I'm dead.
Even though it will eventually include it, we must at least stay until the end.
That is why the destruction carried out by the will of the Demon King also makes an exception only for himself.
Instead, there is some adjustment so that you don't get caught up in it.
But now the Demon King has thrown it away.
I did not omit to destroy myself… rather, I decided to make the destruction more powerful and massive by assuming it.
Of course, if the Demon King dies, it will stop, so although there are limits to it... he will probably swallow about the king's capital by then.
Sometimes demons are around, and it's nearly impossible for the residents to escape.
It will only be swallowed up before it escapes.
The only way to stop it is to do something about the Demon King.
But the question is, is that possible?
It's still expanding. If we get close to it, we could die at that point, and I don't see how we could do this at a distance.
Those who were there understood at first sight.
He said it was probably something that would disassemble regardless of whether it was magic or something.
If so... No, or maybe it was something I knew from the beginning, there's only one person I can count on in this situation.
Four glances gathered in one place… Soma exhaled.
"Oh man... if you're in trouble, suicide bombing on the last resort, well, if it's a promise, it's a promise... at all, it's going to take a lot of work to get you to the end"
When I said that and shrugged my shoulders, I began to praply my right hand like it was nothing.
The demon king who saw it, but gradually faded in consciousness, let's be clear.
Because I don't even think I can do anything about this.
Unlike earlier, this is a situation in which the will of the Demon King is engulfed in many ways.
It's impossible in principle, like breaking through all of that and defeating the Demon King.
There's no reason I can.
There's no way you don't understand that.
That's why I must be just a bluff.
I don't know if it's because I can't live up to my expectations, or if I thought if I did that, this one would cower to stop me, or for another reason.
"But I'm glad you tried it a few times. On top of that, we're going to figure it out."
With words, Soma slowly lifts his right hand.
Elbows slightly bent as they were stretched straight.
Deep meaning words and motion.
But... though.
That's why...
"- I wear heaven and become a blade that crushes the earth. Therefore I will not bring it to an end."
It wasn't until then that I was able to recognize the Demon King.
At the next moment, I could understand that Soma shrugged something... but I didn't wait for a moment from there, because my body was amputated.
The last thing I saw was the figure of Soma, a body shaking off his right arm… but without even understanding what he had in mind at the end, the demon king's consciousness had completely vanished from this world.
Everyone on the spot had heard an unpleasant noise.
And at the next moment, the reaction is divided into two parts.
To those that float with joy, and to those that float with worry.
Until the latter, it was almost near despair and still never despaired, I guess, because I knew what it meant and, above all, my heart was strong.
But knowing it, the former one - the Demon King - brings even more joy to his face.
So much so that I don't care about the anger that filled my mind earlier... or the joy of it being there.
If this can give despair, then it is most deserving, because I thought so.
At the same time, however, there was frustration because you should feel despair the most, and the person you wanted to make do so did not have the appearance of despair.
Knowing that the sword in his hand had entered, it seems that the boy - named Soma - only turned his gaze to you once and began walking straight with Stasta without any further reaction.
There's not one rush on that face either... but the Demon King was supposed to deepen his grin because he decided it was a strength.
I see. Surely, if you show a hurry in this situation, you will only be disadvantaged.
Then it would be more natural to behave like nothing.
Though he only looks like a child, the Demon King is not foolish enough to insult him with that alone.
But at the same time, I think.
It's just superficial wisdom, he said.
It is true that the sword has entered the sword, and if the sword is gone, it is helpless, such as a swordsman.
Then let him strengthen, and despair at the end, and the demon king will deepen his grin even more.
But there, the Demon King was not alarmed.
Resurrection in the back of the brain is a memory of a time, broken by someone called the brave.
I also understand that it is an abominable memory, but one that should not be forgotten.
Anyway, last time, I lost because I forgot about it and I was so unconscious.
We cannot repeat that mistake any more.
So what the Demon King shot off shortly afterwards was a dust-free blow, such as alarm.
Earlier released, a pitch-black sphere.
Though the sight of being slashed and torn apart at the same time as approaching and fogging is not believable over and over again, he releases it one after the other, hoisting the sound of his mouth in his ear again.
The pitch-black sphere is the very will to destroy everything the Demon King holds.
Technically, we should call it a substitution like a sphere, not having a physical appearance.
I don't even have a mass or anything, and if I tell you, this is like a shadow, it's a landmark.
Fill the spot with the will of the Demon King the moment it lands and destroy the subject by overwriting it to the world.
Instead of being destroyed by this itself, the subject begins to self-destruct by finalizing the result that it was destroyed.
In other words, this is conceptual and powerful enough to allow for the reversal of causes and consequences as well.
Naturally, it can't just be done if you touch it, and it can't be slashed and torn.
Therefore, there can be no possibility of the sight happening in front of me... but the Demon King didn't even care much already.
There can be no mistake, but if I mention it, it can't be that the Demon King was defeated last time in the first place.
The Demon King at that time was undoubtedly closest to God.
Even where the dragon had attacked with all his might, it wouldn't have scratched one.
But in spite of that, the Demon King lost.
A brave man, by just one human being.
Of course, there will be times when a brave man was getting backups from the world, and there will be times when the Demon King was so proud.
But on top of that, there was no way that that could have happened.
That made too much sense.
No matter how powerful you may be, the man you're looking for is a man.
Even if we strike down enough power to crush this star, it was in that realm that the Demon King was there so that we could not destroy one of the imperatives of the kingdom.
But the brave man made it easy to defeat such a demon king.
Just as God, once called the Evil God, was destroyed by just a human being called a hero.
So the Demon King realized there.
I wonder if from time to time such beings come from among humans.
And if you know what I mean, there's nothing to say.
No matter how powerful you are and how close you are to God… God Himself, you can lose.
Then there's nothing strange about being able to defeat God when he loses to the Demon King.
I mean, that's all.
The sight that is happening now in front of me was also like affirming the thought of such a demon king.
I see. There's no way you could have slashed and torn the will of the Demon King. I guess that boy is enough to defeat the Demon King.
I'm so sure.
But the Demon King is hunting them down now.
Even now Soma is waving his sword and continues to slash and tear the will of the impending Demon King, but by extension the sword is also growing.
Instead, there are now fewer places where there is no disgrace.
Not so far away, that is a splash, and that time is the last of Soma.
Until then, the Demon King will not loosen his hand, and so will Soma's future.
But... it was too much.
Once dead, the Demon King has lost much of his power compared to the time.
Moreover, it is not something that can be recovered by ordinary means.
The demon king, who is still close to God after his resurrection, is somewhat close to fantasy species and so on.
Unlike humans and others, strength does not increase where it is trained, and the only way to recover power is to wait for the passage of time or take it away from others.
But it wasn't easy to say I would take it from others.
To be honest, it is inefficient.
It will wipe out most of the power when you take it away, and it takes some time to get used to the power you take away as your own.
But while you're used to it, the amount of power you recover from the passage of time will never recover, which can mean that it was quicker to recover if you didn't take it away.
If the opponent is not strong enough, it can even be harmful, rather than meaningless to take it away.
Moreover, it is now also possible to feed people's fear and despair and to use it as a force, thanks to the newly acquired power.
It's inefficient because you're not used to it, but it doesn't matter how weak they are and how little power they gain, it doesn't make a difference to gain power.
Those things happened, and this time I never once took the power of the others... that boy would be well worth a try.
Moreover, although rarely, new powers may be gained by depriving them of power.
It's still going on, that puzzling phenomenon.
If that could be done for me, I could take it for granted that the Demon King opened his mouth there.
"Hmm... that's hilarious, you look unusual. Well, it defied me, naturally."
It was not Soma, but those who were in the rear, who responded to the word.
You opened your mouth trying to argue something, but you realized that you weren't in a position to say something, and there was nothing you could say again.
After all, I had nothing to say, and I shut up.
Even though the Demon King snorts with satisfaction at the lack of annoyance, he moved a single eyebrow because, as usual, Soma is calm and shows no reaction.
Nevertheless, I don't get angry even though I think it's funny, wondering if it's still strengthening.
Think about how long you can keep that attitude going, and so on, and keep the word going.
"As you are, you will definitely die. It's pointless, pointless, worthless. Is that what you understand best? Where I made you try to be strong, that fact remains the same. Well, if you're going to die unacknowledged, I hope you like it."
"... Hmm. Assuming it was, so what? You're not telling me that if I beg for my life, I forgive you, etc.?
"Hmm... whatever."
Instead, if you do that, you will twist it on the spot without taking away your powers.
It's not worth keeping alive for a second enough, such as a fool who thinks that if he begs for his life, he can handle it, etc., while keeping it against the Demon King.
The same applies to its power.
But.
"If you beg, if it's only your power, I won't make the most of it." If you stay like this, you can't leave anything behind and disappear without a trace. So by leaving that power to me, the meaning that you lived for also existed?
"............ Hmm. Is it because you let demons rave in this city, or because you ravaged here as you please?
"Ha, there's no way? They're both half profitable and half hobby. Well, both demons have orders to make sure they have something that might help me, but there's no way they're here."
In the unlikely event that it is possible, even the strongest people in this country will be to this extent, although we have made them go to places where there is something as powerful as possible.
There's no way you can expect anything like that.
Technically, what I want most is to inherit the blood of the Demon King, but that's also the kind of thing I can't possibly find here.
That they are only rampant because, in the end, they wield fear and despair.
"… is it so"
"Well, shall we hear a response? Well, I guess I don't have to ask."
"That's right. … in the first place, it's a story about how I thought I'd snort."
"... Huh. Were you also a fool? Fine. I don't know if you understand my generous measures... then die as senseless as you wish."
"Hmm... or do you think it would be foolish to snort in this situation? Anyway, I came right there until I reached you."
That was certainly true.
If you notice, there is a figure of Soma in front of you in a literal sense.
If we can take one more step, the sword in its hand will reach the body of the Demon King.
But even if you understand it, the Demon King will not move from the spot.
There are two main reasons.
Because it's not necessary and it's only counterproductive.
The Demon King understood better than anything that Soma's sword could reach him in the first place.
Still, I stayed on the spot because I knew that if I exposed the gap of travel, I would be stuffed and slapped at the distance in that moment.
It only releases the will of the Demon King, and it cannot be let go while he is on the move.
In other words, it was best to stay on the spot and continue the attack, and poor mobility was only counterproductive.
That's still the same at this time... above all...
"Hmm... I'm sure you're right, but with that sword, huh?
Yes, what that sword reaches is naturally the story of if the sword is alive and well.
But in Soma's hands, it was already all over his body.
It is obvious, by the way, that we are meeting our limits and so on, rather it is strange that we are still retaining the prototype.
Without a doubt, the next blow is unbearable.
And if that happens, there's nothing wrong with Soma being in front of you.
Though the power of Soma is mighty, it is only at this distance that we know very well that it cannot be a threat without even the use of a sword.
That was the reason why the Demon King stayed put even here, exchanging extra words, etc.
"I see, well, sure, this won't last any longer. It's something you've worked so hard for."
"So you beg? If you like that attitude or that language, you might be willing to use that power?
"With hatred, but my life is a doctrine that does not need to be done"
"Hmm... is that the last word? Until the end, you were stupid."
There are already two black spheres available.
Then I don't need anything later.
As it should be, it was at the same time that the two moved.
Soma takes a step in as if the Demon King is up to slapping his own will.
The pitch-black and blunt collided - an unpleasant noise echoed high and high, never heard before.
Soma's sword, which meets its limits, is broken, and everything, including even the pattern, becomes fragments and falls zero out of its hands.
There is nothing left in that hand.
Because what was squeezing was gone, or its hands opened as if it had lost its power... and there, another remaining pitch black pops in.
The Demon King snorted boringly at the result that was not dimensionally different from what he had assumed.
I watched Sylvia and the others watching the sight from the rear as they chewed their teeth on themselves, unable to do anything, but at least staring at them without distracting them until the end.
And Soma, just like before, was staring straight ahead - like a shudder, I could see him breathing out a sigh.
The last step was taken shortly after that.
His arms were swung through, and for every impending pitch black, the body of the Demon King was slashed and torn diagonally.
"... what?
I didn't even know whose mouth the whine leaked from.
Because it wasn't surprising to get out of anyone's mouth.
Of course, I'm no exception.
I didn't understand.
Soma shouldn't have had a spare sword or anything.
No, I don't have it either, in fact.
I don't have one blade in my hand, just an open shaped hand.
"Fool... you are supposed to be a swordsman"
"Yeah? Well, you're right. I really want to say that I aspire to be a magician, but as always, I have to say that I am a swordsman more than I can use any magic."
"Then why... why are you alive, why have you erased my will, why are my flesh hurt...!? You who don't have a sword...!
"What are you talking about? Would a sword have it right? Here."
So it was in his own right hand that Soma showed.
Fingers are aligned and stretched straight, only the thumb is folded toward the palm.
That's all.
Really, that's all...
"Don't be ridiculous... don't be ridiculous, you...! That's what I...!
In an instant, the room and everything was blowing away.
You can't admit something like that, even if the scars that tell you the pain show the facts.
Moments, a pitch-black sphere appears around it, as it echoed the cry of the Demon King.
Knocked it in just like before...... just like before, slashed and torn.
With bare hands.
Besides, every demon king's body.
"Huh...!?
"Even if you say that, this is how you are being done. Reality should be looked at properly, right? Well, if you don't want to admit it, I think that's something else."
It's like saying back what you said earlier. Besides, the Demon King slaps his will even as he bites his teeth.
It's supposed to even smear the world, but it still disappears with dismay, just more wounds on one's body.
The pain of getting a little stronger is something I didn't even feel when fighting the brave.
In the first place, they were releasing each other's biggest attacks, so they disappeared without time to feel anything like it.
"Hmmm... the knife can still be powerful. You don't seem convinced at all, and you should have picked up a wooden stick along the way anyway? Would that have convinced you?
"-!?
The words were a joke, but the gaze being directed was very cold.
Calmly, by the time it's ruthless, they're cutting off their own lives one by one.
The moment I understood it, the Demon King was jumping out of the spot a lot.
I didn't have time to think of the chase as immediate, and I felt I had to run away from it now.
But when he realized that it was nothing but a getaway, the Demon King took his teeth to heart.
Then in view of myself...... make one decision.
At the earliest possible time, it was not if you were to say this about the details.
"... okay. Sure, let's admit it. Everything that can't even beat you bareback, or that I'm in a predicament right now because I was licking you. But... if you do, you will kill here. Even in exchange for my life...!
The moment I screamed, revolving around the Demon King, the pitch-black vortex began to swirl.
That gets a little bigger and starts swallowing things around.
And what is swallowed falls apart and begins to disappear.
That was no exception, not even the Demon King.
The purpose of the Demon King is the destruction of the world.
But naturally, it doesn't make sense that I'm dead.
Even though it will eventually include it, we must at least stay until the end.
That is why the destruction carried out by the will of the Demon King also makes an exception only for himself.
Instead, there is some adjustment so that you don't get caught up in it.
But now the Demon King has thrown it away.
I did not omit to destroy myself… rather, I decided to make the destruction more powerful and massive by assuming it.
Of course, if the Demon King dies, it will stop, so although there are limits to it... he will probably swallow about the king's capital by then.
Sometimes demons are around, and it's nearly impossible for the residents to escape.
It will only be swallowed up before it escapes.
The only way to stop it is to do something about the Demon King.
But the question is, is that possible?
It's still expanding. If we get close to it, we could die at that point, and I don't see how we could do this at a distance.
Those who were there understood at first sight.
He said it was probably something that would disassemble regardless of whether it was magic or something.
If so... No, or maybe it was something I knew from the beginning, there's only one person I can count on in this situation.
Four glances gathered in one place… Soma exhaled.
"Oh man... if you're in trouble, suicide bombing on the last resort, well, if it's a promise, it's a promise... at all, it's going to take a lot of work to get you to the end"
When I said that and shrugged my shoulders, I began to praply my right hand like it was nothing.
The demon king who saw it, but gradually faded in consciousness, let's be clear.
Because I don't even think I can do anything about this.
Unlike earlier, this is a situation in which the will of the Demon King is engulfed in many ways.
It's impossible in principle, like breaking through all of that and defeating the Demon King.
There's no reason I can.
There's no way you don't understand that.
That's why I must be just a bluff.
I don't know if it's because I can't live up to my expectations, or if I thought if I did that, this one would cower to stop me, or for another reason.
"But I'm glad you tried it a few times. On top of that, we're going to figure it out."
With words, Soma slowly lifts his right hand.
Elbows slightly bent as they were stretched straight.
Deep meaning words and motion.
But... though.
That's why...
"- I wear heaven and become a blade that crushes the earth. Therefore I will not bring it to an end."
It wasn't until then that I was able to recognize the Demon King.
At the next moment, I could understand that Soma shrugged something... but I didn't wait for a moment from there, because my body was amputated.
The last thing I saw was the figure of Soma, a body shaking off his right arm… but without even understanding what he had in mind at the end, the demon king's consciousness had completely vanished from this world.
