Episode 190: An Angel Taking a Observation Lesson (13)
What kind of existence is the Demon King?
Humanity’s most hostile entity, a perfect life of unknown origin, a nightmare that erases the country.
What kind of existence is ‘it’ with so many different titles?
A day not far from now.
There was a time when the best brains of mankind gathered and conducted a certain simulation war. The simulated battle was calculated on the total battle between mankind and the demon king army when the demon king was completely summoned to this world.
A total of 40 million simulations were run, and among them, there was not a single case in which the human race was victorious over the Demon King.
So the scholars thought.
What would the win rate be when only the demon king and only the demon king excluding other demon kings were summoned to this world?
More than 40 million simulations were run 100 million times. And there has never been a single victory for mankind.
At the moment of being summoned, the Demon King invades the Central Superman Academy, and the professors who try to fight him are killed one by one.
He slaughtered Park Jin-ho with his swordsmanship superior to Park Jin-ho, pierced through Rusa with his martial arts superior to Rusa, turned Rebecca into salt with a higher and more sacred authority than Rebecca, and hit Hexi with more accurate artillery than Hexi, and more accurate than Meryl. Embracing a darker abyss, they attacked Meryl’s back.
It takes less than an hour to get here.
The demon lord, who has so leisurely killed all the professors, slowly walks through the central superhuman academy and begins to eliminate students.
And finally, he invites the dean to surrender, and the dean, as always, repays the invitation with self-destruction.
When the dean disappears like that, the demon lord proceeds with the destruction of the world as if he has abandoned his regrets. The method was simple.
The method that the demon king’s clone once showed at the Mariana base. Blowing the seven trumpets to complete one song.
When the Demon King blows his trumpet to announce that the finale of the song has begun, everyone will start the final chorus of the song together.
The song that has been sung by those who have suffered and suffered persecution from a long time ago, regardless of gender, gender, loneliness and despair, sadness and anger, desire and sin became one voice.
I will announce the end of this world.
“Demon lords can’t hear this song. It’s the song they sing. because? They don’t have the ability to listen to Karma’s songs.”
In the darkness that spreads brilliantly as if illuminating the world, someone murmured in a voice full of compassion.
“So they asked our angels who sang this song, a song they had been singing since they were born.”
That graceful voice,
It lingered around the referee’s ear so comfortably.
“Then the heavens sang this song, claiming to destroy them.”
Sabak- Sabak-
It’s like walking carefully through the finely piled snow.
It was a very strange sound, considering the darkness on the floor.
“Sounds stupid. We didn’t create violence and looting. I mean, we didn’t create slavery. They corrupted their karma and wrote this damn song. All those cruel things and all the wretched and harsh things that humanity has done to humanity itself. This is the song they sang.”
crying voice.
It was a voice that could not contain his anger and seemed to cry.
“I thought that towers were built up like that, the heavens were destroyed, and all of our people were dead.”
If you think about it, it was. Why did mankind have the bodies of angels? And didn’t you know that it was truly blasphemy to resurrect that angel’s body by necromancy?
“I am so glad you are alive, young referee.”
“… Devil.”
The demon king was smiling in front of the referee.
The demon king who appeared this time was very girly.
Jet-black hair came down to her shoulders, and her goth loli outfit with her white shoulders was fluttering.
White frills on a black base.
And a neat bonnet that covers the head.
Perhaps it was because he was originally a being who boasted a neutral beauty, so this feminine outfit was a perfect match for the Demon King.
“Why did you appear? I didn’t call you.”
“There is someone who answers every call. Especially if it’s your call, I can always answer it.”
Whirling round and round, the Demon King went round and round.
“Reference. I’m sick”
A voice full of sympathy.
“After all, people made you so sick.”
The referee, who was trying to determine whether the emotion in that voice was true or false, realized that it was meaningless, and had no choice but to bow his head and push the Demon King’s shoulder.
“Yes, it’s because you tormented the world.”
“I?”
“It’s because you killed people and made it hard for them!”
“… Do you really think so?”
The Demon King smiled brightly and opened his lips.
“Did I really cause your pain?”
The demon king who gently grabbed the referee’s hand, his power was so weak and strong that the referee could not shake it off.
“Is it all my fault that darkens this world?”
“but… … !”
“Reference, think carefully.”
The Demon King who gently puts his ear to the referee’s chest.
throb-
The referee’s heart was beating fast once again.
“Who is the Demon King who is really trying to destroy this world? And who is the real hero who is trying to stop the destruction of this world?”
“… … .”
The referee thought well.
Without prejudice, I pondered what people had done.
In the false temple called Saejinrikyo, the sins committed by people’s desires.
I tried to understand why Lepriel was going to judge the world as soon as he opened his eyes.
In the Superman Administration, in the giant guild, in the superman families, in the country, I sympathized with the pain and suffering that was happening in all those groups.
But they said
They are the guardians of mankind, the heroes who face the demon lord, and we are the justice of this world.
And it ended like this.
“They are the true warriors… … .”
Because they fight the demon king army and are hostile to the demon king, they called themselves a hero. And didn’t the warriors of mankind kill people, saying that they were unavoidable sacrifices, sell people in the name of human resources, and destroy the environment by saying that they were for the purpose of arming the warriors?
Who the hell is the hero and who is the demon king?
While the referee’s thoughts deepened, the demon lord smiled ecstatically and listened to the referee’s heartbeat.
thump- thump-
“Rejoice, the heartbeat of a living angel.”
The Demon King muttered with tears in his eyes as if he was genuinely happy.
“Sounds like I’m not alone.”
The demon king, who had bent his knees to bring his ear to his chest, looked up at the referee and smiled.
“It was so lonely to protect this world by myself in the dark.”
booby booby-
The Demon King rubbed the ball against the referee’s black school uniform.
“Actually, distorting the summons you made and coming out into the real world was something that a lot of people followed… … .”
Kook- The demon king’s two small hands grip the referee’s back tightly.
“Looking at you really alive, I don’t think that loss is anything.”
the devil says
“I am really happy.”
“me too.”
The referee stroked the weeping demon king’s hair.
I could feel it the more I touched that dark and dull hair.
The Demon King and himself are the same people.
And that the Demon King is a senior who walked the same path as him.
A world unknown now.
Even the fact that the demon lord fell to the present moment in despair in the now forgotten time.
“That, then.”
The Demon King said shyly.
Her cheeks were blushing and her body trembled as if she had received a confession.
“Let’s go to Manmajeon with me.”
A dimensional rift that opens behind the demon king’s back.
Once you go, you will never come back to the bottom of darkness.
Even though the referee was so afraid of it, now, strangely, that place seemed so comfortable.
‘If I go over there, I don’t need to be in pain anymore.’
You don’t have to worry anymore.
Will I no longer have nightmares?
‘If it’s over there, I might be able to sleep comfortably.’
The Demon King whispered.
“You don’t have to do anything. All you have to do is wait here safely while I cleanse the world.”
The referee just listened to it with a blank expression on his face.
“Come on, let’s go.”
A demon lord who leads the referee with a gentle attitude.
The referee walked towards the rift following the guidance of the demon king, step by step.
The Demon King was wearing a cloak and a gold crown like a branch.
The Demon King, who wore a crown made of golden branches, looked like a girl queen who ruled the other world.
“Reference, that is just darkness that will disappear when the morning comes.”
At that moment, a voice was heard.
The voice the referee had been waiting for so long, but not at all.
“So don’t be too nervous.”
At the end of the referee’s gaze, a magical girl was smiling. The name of the girl who proudly reveals herself by raising the brim of the wizard’s hat.
“Soya.”
And next to the girl was a pink girl with her sharp cat eyes twinkling, as if to protect Soya.
“Wolah.”
“Heh, boy, you made work, work, so much trouble! are you fat no friends? Why are you doing this alone? I know how to scold you to tears when this is over.”
Although he had an angry attitude and tone, he couldn’t hide his tail, which stood up in the air for so much joy.
“It’s a hindrance.”
The Demon King waved his hand casually.
At that moment, the dark karma begins to fluctuate.
Karmae was on a different level from the clone I had met last time, and even the referee sitting next to him was so nervous.
The clone had an incredibly powerful karma.
and now,
The Demon King had karma to the extent that his body was simply unbelievable.
A very different power.
That moment when that power fluctuates according to the fingertips of the Demon King.
“Let’s pretend you didn’t exist at this moment.”
The Demon King muttered like this.
And the existence of Soya and Hongwol was denied.
The choices that built up Soya and Hong-wol by twisting all causality in the world began to be denied.
The day when Soya and Hong-wol’s parents’ love begins.
“denial.”
the moment you were born.
“denial.”
A miracle that overcame the hurdle.
“denial.”
The choice that made those two girls a hero.
all of that
“denial.”
In dark colors, into an abyss where nothing exists.
“All of your parasites, I will deny you.”
To dark karma, to a jet-black fate that does not exist like white karma.
This is the Demon King’s normal attack.
It was an improvisation technique called a so-called flat hit.
A technique that consumes almost no cost and can be used almost indefinitely.
The Demon King called this flat hit ‘bad shit’.
I’m just going to paint it black.
Seeing the two girls disappeared in such an instant, the young demon king next to the demon king murmured.
“Come on, referee. Now that the parasites are gone… … .”
“I can’t forgive you.”
feeling anger and hatred.
“I can’t forgive you. Luciel… … !”
The referee condensed karma into his hands.