165. The Great Demon
Whoop!
A heavy wind blows from all directions. A movement to block outside intervention like an arena that confines Margan and I.
It seemed to represent the current situation where there is no way to back down or no intention of backing down.
I came here to save Finden Eye, but the story has already ceased to end with only Finden Eye.
Because the Clark Republic launched a preemptive strike without a declaration of war.
It’s a situation where my head is heating up, but I didn’t intend to use the innocent souls living around me by repeating the mistakes I made in the Great Forest of Marias.
In the first place, I didn’t think I could deal damage to that demon by dealing with an ordinary soul.
That’s why I wake up the souls sleeping inside me.
Balkhzaar, the great warrior of the Great Forest of Marias, is huge even for an adult male. He is Chon, Dante’s sorceress who tricked Horua with him.
Also Dante’s monster magician, Dina, who fought in Claren, the land of artists.
Three of them were the souls I dealt with as a necromancer.
As translucent forms, they rushed straight towards the stable.
“Hmm.”
Markan caressed her thick chin, watched the three of them closely, and then pointed to the sorcerer Chon.
“I’m going to eat the least tasteless one for later.”
Quad Deuk!
The ground cracked and something with black skin and red claws jumped out, grabbed Chon and brought it in front of Magan.
After that, the ending was too obvious.
Margan, who has eaten the chon like drinking, smiles softly as he rubs his stomach.
“Still, isn’t it quite delectable that you belonged to Dante?”
Stella’s left hand wiggling around and giggling continued to provoke me.
I thought that Valkzaar and Dina could end up like that if they were used recklessly, so I tried to help them with Horua’s flame.
[Call the souls together.]
Unlike usual, the dark mage who was watching the stable next to me opened her mouth.
[It’s just prey anyway. A human soul cannot harm that being.]
“You are right.”
Magan answered the words of the Black Mage instead. That in and of itself seemed distasteful to her, but she went on with her words anyway.
[Devil. That’s what the great devil is. Fighting with human souls is nothing but feeding them.]
“Especially Deius Verdi. You really are a nice guy If I had come a few years later, I would have eaten right away.”
Margan licks her tongue and mumbles that she can’t stand it. But she immediately resists her desire by licking Stella’s arm in her hand.
[Deius, listen to me from now on.]
“… ….”
Unknowingly, she turned her head towards the Black Spirit. She was wearing a bitter smile, not her usual mischievous grin.
[I’ll do it.]
“… ….”
[Because I am a soul, and also a necromancer. And I taught you magic.]
“Dangerous.”
That means, I will fight that demon at the nearest place.
The Dark Spirit couldn’t lead the way against a soul-eating being.
[Deius, if you don’t do this, you can’t win.]
“Didn’t I say that a human soul could not harm that man?”
As soon as I pointed out that it was different from what he said before, the dark mage shook his head.
[Because I’m not an ordinary human.]
“… ….”
[You’re a necromancer.]
A woman who ran beyond human limits and ran to see the end of her spirit art.
She quietly pointed at Lemegeton and said.
[I’ll borrow it for a while.]
“… ….”
Her hand holding the Leme Geton is getting stronger.
Because I know what will happen if I hand her stones to her carelessly.
I tried to refuse, but her mana, stronger than I expected, put pressure on my hand holding the Remegeton and took it away in an instant.
Holding her Leme Geton in her hand, the Dark Spirit began to infuse her with mana, and soon her translucent body began to take on color.
A far superior proficiency than I’ve been dealing with for months.
No, it wasn’t a matter of simple proficiency.
“Lemegeton… ….”
They were accepting the Dark Mage as their complete master. I thought I was using all of Remegeton’s power, but I wasn’t.
Just by holding her, she was showing me something beyond my limits.
The answer came from Magan.
“Ha! Ha ha ha! What! I see! It was! Ha ha ha ha ha ha! You, Learic, are you inheriting the blood of the girl who gave you the stone?!”
Lemegeton.
A jewel that a girl who lost her mother long ago made a wish to see her mother again.
The descendant of the girl?
I looked at her without realizing it, but the Dark Spirit didn’t answer and started handling her Leme Geton.
[Deius, there is a line that you must not cross while living in the world.]
It was a voice with a sense of distance.
Never, she hoped that she would never come to the place where she was standing.
[You showed me the way to the truth that I couldn’t reach.]
“… ….”
[That’s right. Therefore.]
This was also the first time.
The dark eyes of the Dark Spirit contained many regrets.
[Please, proceed as you are now. Since we are human, please consider human beings noble.]
“Black, Commander.”
[Unlike me.]
Scream.
At that too, all the swirling spirits were spewing out painful screams.
The woman right in front of me is causing pain to all souls.
It was a dark spirit.
“No matter how much you collect human souls…… It’s not very interesting.”
Margan scratching her chin with her thick fingers. However, towards him, the Dark Spirit, who had risen slowly into the sky, stretched out her hand.
[I have never treated a soul as a human being for a single moment.]
“Ho?”
[They are just my magic and tools.]
The screams of the soul resonate in all directions, and they are seized by the dark mage’s mana and are forcibly thrust down like a meteor.
In response, Margan’s wide-open mouth stretched like rubber and his chin touched the floor.
“Whoop whoop!”
Magan takes a long breath. It had such a suction power that even I, who was quite far away, was caught up in it.
The Dark Spirit continued to shove the souls into his mouth without a moment’s movement.
The souls are forcibly squeezed into Magan’s belly, which will never be filled.
The moment he closed his mouth with a satisfied smile as countless amounts of souls were possessed by Margan and the number decreased.
Qua gua gua and guac!
A series of explosions in his stomach. It was so violent that the torsioned stomach rocked in all directions.
“Keuheu.”
Magan sent black smoke from his nose and mouth while holding his stomach. The emerald haired secretary next to me was in a hurry and approached.
He glared at the Dark Spirit as he slashed it with his hand.
“Yes, it has been like that since before.”
What’s so funny even though it’s absurd. Margan murmurs, stamping his heavy feet forward.
“Those who are weak human beings, but are beyond human beings. They threaten our solid position.”
For example, get out of humans.
Stella became a saint herself.
Get out of being human.
Aria Rias became a hero to save the continent.
“I will admit your years. He is worthy of challenging my position.”
Away from humans.
A dark mage who became a necromancer.
[I don’t need your approval.]
Still, the Dark Spirit does not stop dealing with the spirits around him. He was determined to put an end to Margan at this point.
“Isn’t that a really convenient item?”
Magan giggles and points at Lemegeton.
“A stunning jewel that can half-force all spirits around it. It’s the highest treasure for a necromancer, so it’s called the Spirit’s Stone, right?”
[…] … ?]
The dark mage’s brow furrows when he senses something strange. Strange reactions that were not normally seen in Remegeton began to occur.
“The original owner of Remegeton. Do you know what we call Learic?”
There wasn’t much information about the Great Devil, so of course there is no choice but to know. Margan smiled long as if he had sentenced us to death.
“The Great Demon of Deception.”
My legs were already facing forward. Remegeton had turned into a huge hole and was trying to absorb the Dark Spirit.
[Ah… ….]
She, too, realizes that she has been tricked and lets out her lament.
“Where did the girl who received the stone from Learic go? Did she really meet Ji’s mother?”
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Kick-kick-kick-kick.
The devil’s laughter echoes and spreads far and wide.
At the same time, the souls who felt fear from it scattered and fled in all directions.
The whirlpool disappeared before I knew it, leaving only the gray sky in place.
The Dark Spirit, who has gradually started to be absorbed by Leme Geton, slowly turns her head towards me.
She was trying to say goodbye with her pitiful eyes, as if she couldn’t even say sorry.
I, who strengthened her whole body with mana, had already arrived in front of her.
[Day, Us?]
“It will hurt a little.”
A hand wrapped in mana cuts off the wrist of the Dark Spirit holding the Remegeton.
[Turn it off!]
The dark mage looked at me with tears in his eyes. But I already stole Remegeton.
[De, Deus!]
Her dark spirit is in a hurry, so she calls me, but her strong mana pushes her away from her.
The sight of the Remegeton held in my right hand sucking it in to eat my soul and body reminded me of a black hole.
The place where the unexpected sound came out in a situation where it seems like you will be sucked in if you lose concentration or lose your strength is definitely the place.
“Hmm?!”
It was Margan.
The Great Demon Magan, which includes modifiers such as gluttony and greed. He thought of the Republic itself as nothing more than a huge dining table.
He had been looking at me since before and licking his lips.
I muttered several times that I would age myself like wine.
In front of his eyes.
The food that I thought would be the most delicious was passing on to another great devil.
Magan can never stand it.
“What are you doing!”
Magan rushes forward with the vibration of the earth. For the first time today, there was urgency in his eyes.
Despite having a thick body, it was approaching at a speed that the eyes could not follow.
Magan, who created a long nail to cut off my arm holding the Remegeton, hurriedly swung it.
I was already pushing his hand holding the remegeton towards his mouth.
“Oops!”
Magan puts on an ecstatic expression saying that he actually tasted something sweet. His thick tongue licks my arm in his mouth, unable to resist the temptation.
And Kwajik!
Magan’s hideous teeth cut off his arm, and soon after, Remegeton exploded in his stomach.
Quaaagh!
* * *
“Heh, hehehe.”
The sound of rapid breathing bursts out.
As if he had been exercising for the first time in a long time, Margan’s breathing sounded as if it would stop at any moment.
In order not to be sucked into the trap called Remegeton, Margan exerted his full power, and when the two great devils’ sincerity collided, it soon came out as a result of a great explosion.
“hehehehe! Aagh!”
There was a huge hole in Magan’s stomach. Not only that, but the situation where the lower body was completely blown off.
A normal human would never have been able to survive, but somehow Magan managed to keep his life.
“The President!”
“No fuss! Do not tremble!”
A woman with emerald hair, who was swept away by the explosion, urgently approaches Margan.
Angry at her for her intrusiveness, Magan, who was hungry for her, sought Stella’s left hand that was in her hand.
Stella’s hand was clenched with one hand as if Deius Verdi, who had flown far away, was precious.
[Deus! Deus!]
The dark mage calls out to him wailing. However, Deius was in a state of immobility and collapsed.
“You dare me.”
I wanted to run right away and eat that man in one bite.
No matter how great the demon was, the lower half of the body disappeared completely, and even a hole was pierced near the heart, but there was no ability to move.
And.
“Shall I catch him?”
She was a woman who asked Margan, who enjoyed eating humans, just in case.
I shook my head.
Magan is every great evil.
It’s not like a wild dog wandering on the side of the road.
“The corpse is not eaten.”
It’s a pity she lost the delicacy as she has already lost her breath. Still, it’s better to be thrown into the ground than to be thrown into the mouth of another great demon.
I don’t know if I can eat even the soul, but the Dark Spirit will probably block it far away, and it’s dangerous to fight with my current self.
At least the exquisite taste she felt in Deus’ hand still lingers on her tongue.
Margan’s priority was to preserve her own disorganized body.
From far away, members of the kingdom could be seen running. Among them was a girl who was destined to save the continent.
“Go back.”
[Deus!]
Leaving behind only the screams of the Dark Spirit, Magan was heard by her woman and ran away.
* * *
Her closed eyes slowly open.
A pure white landscape.
The feeling of standing on a drawing paper with nothing on it.
My body, which was heavily weighed down by fatigue, felt as light as a feather.
After confirming that the right hand that was bitten by Magan has been restored, I realize that I am now a soul.
A woman’s sobs were heard.
She held it in as if holding her breath, but she was still weeping.
From far away.
A woman weeping with her body curled up.
Even after her death, a saintess with light blonde hair and blue-green eyes dressed as a nun.
“Stella.”
Cried Stella, who turned her head to her tear-stained face as I cautiously called her name.
“Stupid!”
“… ….”
“And again… idiot!”
Childish criticism.
“Because she is a former saint, her vocabulary for slandering others is very poor.”
As soon as she hears my words, two horns sprout from Stella’s forehead in an instant, and the shape of her pupils changes.
And then.
“You bastard!”
A very sharp curse sounded.
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