Episode 112: The Angel Leaving for the Sea (11)
“By the way… … .”
After a break, Soya looked at the other two girls next to the referee with a little distaste.
“I can’t help it. have to admit What did you say about its existence? The Demon King’s alter ego? It’s hard to find it on my own.”
“Then you’re saying it’s possible if you’re not alone?”
Soya nodded her head.
“Yeah, it’s called supernatural power, isn’t it? The sixth sense of the dragon, which finds out the future through its horns, and the sixth sense of the moon cat clan, which learns the past through its smell and senses.”
Yumari readily accepted Soya’s words, and Hongwol did the same.
“I have a dog named Tintalos in the shadows. But in this dog’s stomach there are four very stinky demon kings… … .”
Soya said.
“You know? The Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon Kings are the closest to the Demon King. Of course, there is a strong smell of him.”
“So, what Ms. Soya is saying… … .”
“You mean we should sniff him and track him down?”
And the three girls staring at each other sullenly. Only they know what each of them is thinking.
“Hey, we still fought together during the club match. Now is a much more important moment than a club match.”
“Yeah, it’s nothing compared to the pranks of those kids… … .”
Soya opened her mouth again.
“If we don’t work together, we can’t catch the Demon King’s clone.”
“That’s right.”
“… Then there is nothing you can do.”
While hesitating, the three girls raise their hands.
Hong-wol pricked up his ears and spoke out as if he was a little shy.
“They say something like this in a cartoon movie I’ve seen… … .”
“What do you mean?”
“From now on, are we a temporary alliance?”
The girl’s cheeks turned slightly red.
So did the other girls.
Hong-wol’s tail flapped and his voice grew louder.
“What, what? In times like this, you have to respond a little!”
“It’s too cliche.”
“right. still… What, have you seen the cartoon? what do you know I thought Hong-wol was a complete bastard, but he also has a cute side.”
“that… I’m not on the same level as you.”
So the referee could see a beautiful scenery. A landscape of three girls holding hands and smiling appropriate for their age.
“What the hell are you talking about? Please recommend it to me later.”
“Ugh. Aren’t you sarcastic?”
“no.”
＜It is truly an angelic thing to get the warriors to work together!>
＜You have acquired a large amount of angelic power.>
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＜The Brave Party has been formed.>
＜The direction of the world begins to change.>
The referee will never forget this moment.
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It danced in the dark.
It danced in the dark and sang a song that seemed like it would never end.
It sang in the dark and did not hide its laughter.
It was enjoyable.
“There is a demon king in the human heart.”
It was a beautiful young boy with shiny black hair and red ruby eyes that looked like blood.
“An evil demon king that can never be subdued.”
It was called the Archangel by some, it was called Luciel by some, and it was called the Demon King by others.
“But after this week… … .”
The demon king’s clone was dancing in the dark, rejoicing at what was to come.
“Are you going to avoid the opportunity for a race like that demon king to wage war with excitement like this? Why would you refuse to dance to this trumpet?”
He hears the sound of the seven trumpets, which his own body calls vigorously. To the sound of the seven trumpets, I can feel hatred and anger sprouting from people’s hearts.
“Kill each other. Until the world is clean.”
The demon king’s clone had a happy imagination. Soon, a trivial quarrel will escalate into bloodshed and into a big fight.
But the professors and Zeb’s goal is to teach war to children. Whether it turns into a big fight or not, I will not stop it.
To just let children get hurt in order to survive. No, it’s more encouraging.
“People are really like demon kings.”
The Demon King laughed at the foolishness of such a human being.
Eventually, hatred and anger will cross the line, and only then will you realize that this madness does not just come from confrontation.
They will never doubt themselves.
Because they are the demon kings.
Jeb Arcada and professors at the Mariana base fight each other, and the hunting festival ends in tragedy.
“And the Mariana base that lost the support of the Central Academy… … .”
Destroy it in an instant
and destroy mankind.
That is the salvation of this world.
“I am the warrior.”
It said dancing in the dark.
“I am the one who will save the last remaining angel… … !”
It was then that the demon king, who was rolling the happiness circuit, was bitten by a black dog and jumped out into the air.
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The next morning after the hunting festival.
For a while, Zeb and the referee swore the so-called Mana oath… While betting on a formidable bet, the three girls saw the soaring Tintalos and threw one word at a time.
“It’s a temporary alliance.”
Soya was the first to speak.
“Are you going to keep using those words?”
Yumari looked at Soya and Hong-wol with a strange expression. Soya and Hongwol blush a little and say something to Yumari upside down.
“We are not ashamed in the slightest!”
“… right!”
Yumari shook her head.
Meanwhile, the demon king’s clone who was bitten by Tintalos and pulled out of the darkness he was hiding… Thousands of years, you never knew. I was perplexed now.
‘light? Why am I aware of the light?’
An clone of the Demon King who was dragged into the air by Tintalos’ surprise. The clone couldn’t understand how he had penetrated his ‘steps of a reverse angel who walked the night’.
The clone ripped Tintalos in half with a hand snatch, and watched as the black dog was reconstructed in the shadow of a girl.
That girl, that girl with the name Han Soya. The last warrior chosen by the referee, the last remaining angel.
‘no way… Is it the young warriors?’
I looked at the other two girls next to Soya. Yumari, daughter of the spear dinosaur, and Hong-wol, the next chief of the moon cat clan.
Both had a different kind of ‘sixth sense’. If you awaken as a hero and become able to deal with karma, maybe you will be able to reach the power that spreads as an alter ego… … ?
‘I was distracted.’
But the Demon King is the Demon King.
It’s not something you can do with just one chance.
The Demon King looked at the humans gathered on the earth with his dark wings extended and full of contempt.
“What is that?”
“Are you human? It doesn’t look like a monster.”
“angel… … ?”
While the other students faltered, only Zeb and the professors pulled out their weapons and held them tight.
A great energy rises above the podium.
The earth trembles and the sky splits.
It meant that the struggle of the transcendental beings feared by earth and heaven was unfolding.
“Yeah, it might be better this way. I’ve already accumulated enough hatred… … .”
Even when the Demon King saw the battle postures of those transcendents, he did not take any stance. I just smile and watch the situation.
“Now is the time to free the monster within you.”
At that moment, the referee could feel a huge vibration.
＜The silver coins detect a huge wave of karma.>
＜The silver coins detect a huge wave of karma.>
＜The silver coins detect a huge wave of karma.>
Overwhelming karma that can’t be believed that only an alter ego is unfolding. A powerful and dark karma that cannot be compared with the young angel Referee begins to stand in the mouth of the Demon King.
“The breath of the left angel for the seven trumpets.”
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What is the sound?
A wave that falls within the human hearing range is called sound.
So what’s the song?
It’s a regular set of sounds. However, if there is only regularity, it cannot be called a song. There has to be an emotion, something that elicits emotion.
For example?
Let’s look at that southern sea.
Shoot-Shoot-The sound of the waves is regular and monotonous, so there are a few things to recognize as a song.
AA AA AA-
So what is this song?
It wasn’t monotonous. It’s passionate, sad, and painful. Is that dissonant? No, there are regularities. A regularity that has been maintained for a very long time.
“Song… … ?”
a song is heard
A song that mankind has sung for thousands of years. The cry of an abandoned child. A wailing from the looted village. The cry of a woman being dragged by rough hands.
become one chord
It was a song that mankind had sang for thousands of years.
Maybe a hundred more years, maybe a thousand more years.
The song’s name is Destruction.
A song we’ve been listening to since we were very young, and maybe even after we die.
This was a wave of karma.
Sound is a wave that can be heard by humans.
It is a song because it is a sound because it has regularity and breaks down emotions.
So this was a song.
Then sing your anger. children of men
“I am not lying. I’m just showing you the truth.”
The demon king’s clone laughs sadistically. But no one cares about such an alter ego of the Demon King. Because the unavoidable truth lay in front of people right now.
“… Dad, why are you making that face?”
A girl hesitates as if looking at something… … .
“Please, please don’t take my brother! You f*cking Superhuman Bureau bastards!”
A boy cries out.
“Is it mental contamination?”
“It’s not just mental pollution. Seeing the professors and Captain Zeb shaking over there… … .”
The only things that didn’t get caught up in this song were the three warriors who could handle karma and their guardian angels.
“It’s not like I wanted to. Dad, I didn’t want to be drafted into the Mariana base either. It wasn’t because of me that my mother died in a raid… … .”
“Is it because I am weak? nope You took my brother away.”
The students’ voices are starting to get louder.
“It’s because of them. They conscripted me… … .”
“These bastards dragged my brother away… … .”
“If the Central Academy guys had protected our village back then… … .”
“I was brought to Mariana because I didn’t have any money. I became a soldier because I didn’t have the backing… This world… … .”
“Why are exams so unfair in our academy? You can’t do this with any effort. Because of those damn professors… … .”
“I hate being sick now. bullying me every day I hate you for hurting me.”
“I’m sorry, it’s because of you. die.”
sing of anger.
Children of ordinary people.
Just sing your anger.
“Ha ha. What do people say about this? You call it fact bombing?”
The Demon King, floating in the air in the form of an angel, sang of the coming destruction. The clone heard people’s cries, and the Demon King sang a song out loud as if he was really excited.
And the destruction begins.
The three girls try to stop this runaway with all their might, but for the warriors, the only thing they can do is protect the referee in this runaway.
The referee murmured.
“Everyone, stop… … .”
They use weapons against each other, bleed, and act as hate that ignores survival. Even if you could die because of that action, even if you could lose everything you had because of that action… … .
Humans are not animals, so we don’t stop for that reason.
“Reference. my little angel. Look, this is the ugly human nature you are trying to protect.”
“… … .”
“This is the truth. My precious angel.”
The demon lord whispers telepathically.
It was so dark, but it was a whisper that I couldn’t deny.
“Yes, Demon Lord, what you say may be true.”
But the referee said last night, and another day… I’ve seen the world change direction.
“Then I… … .”
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Now, the referee had precious friends and beautiful memories he never wanted to forget.
So, the referee swore to fight from the old days.
“I will fight with agitation and fabrication!”