Chapter 692 – The Subjugation of Askatlov
Twiga is the demon king of Jin Purgatory.
Ordinary beings, no. Even if he was a demon king, he looked just like an insect on the roadside.
You can’t love, you can’t receive.
There are demon lords in Purgatory of the same Jin, but they only look at each other like cows and chickens, not those who have special feelings.
In the meantime, the existence of longing and love I saw for the first time.
Yuna.
Idol Yuna.
She has a beautiful appearance and a beautiful personality, and she fell in love for the first time in her life…
At first, I thought the pounding that I couldn’t even look at was alert and fear… But as I watched it, my heart grew hot and filled with excitement.
The Demon Lord of Distortion… Realized that this was love.
Realizing her own heart, Twiga confessed her love to Yuna.
Then, her whole body was pierced, her limbs were cut off… And she was badly beaten.
Even so, her love for Yuna did not cool down.
No. Rather, she added to her spur.
She was happy just to be in love.
But even for Twiga, there was one thing that was endlessly painful…
“Ah. It’s too much for Yuna because she’s from the West~ I hate you~”
West? Married?
Did you mean that the legendary demon Yuna got married?
But I found out She says that Yuna is not married yet.
It’s just ‘scheduled’ to get married. She just says she has no intention of loving anyone but him.
And what Yuna loves… She, of course, has sang the song “I love you” Since she first came to the world of demons.
Serial enemy.
Twiga finally saw the match in person.
“I see. She must have the right to love him.”
“Yes?”
“I never thought you would cut through my Distortion…”
“…I have a question.”
“What is it? The size of my love for Yuna?
Dre questioned him needlessly earnestly as he smiled warlikely.
“That Distortion or Darkness. Is that the nickname you gave yourself?”
“…”
“No. Well… I’m the Distortion! I’m proud of myself for saying that. It’s a pity.”
The words are the same, but the eyes are shining.
It seems to like it quite a bit.
Twiga… Never thought about it.
It’s just that the information called Distortion was imprinted on it by itself from the time I was given the power.
But.
I don’t like it.
“You have a high head. Trash.”
Twiga’s magi… Intensified.
Several times before.
The faces of the users and people in the Holy Land who were sitting on the floor became pale.
‘I still didn’t mean it…?’
‘That demon lord… He’s playing with us…!’
‘Lord, I’m going to die!’
Even the warriors who were reputed to be similar to rankers, and who had the divine power to exercise intense power against Magi, were easily subdued.
As for themselves… Right after thinking that, darkness covered the world.
Twiga’s magical power turned into darkness and covered the area.
“Aaaaa!”
“Help me!”
Screams came out from here and there, as if the mental protection had been completely lifted.
The warrior party was no exception.
In particular, the members of Dreams, who were hard to call warriors, fell into more panic than others, and never failed.
Dump. Dump.
A woman with blue wavy hair. An orange-haired orange who takes over as the temporary leader of Dreams in place of Red, who is now unable to recover. And Green, a green-haired woman who had barely returned to the scene, knelt down.
The only one standing there was Yellow, a yellow-haired woman.
“Ah… I really hate it…”
Why am I like this
Thinking so, Yellow sat down and looked around. She and she saw Amr supporting him.
This darkness. Curiously, the same party looks good.
However, Yellow knew instinctively that this phenomenon was never good.
‘It’s a bad taste.’
It is probably intended to make people panic even more by showing people they know die.
Yellow calmly analyzes the situation and loves, no. She watched the man she didn’t even know she loved.
Teija didn’t fall into a panic, so her eyes were shining like a madman.
That eye know well.
When calculating the gains, the eyes that used to be good, but now are disgusting and disgusting.
‘Am I going to throw away everything except for Amr anyway?’
Perhaps, in order to escape, he would throw away all of his Dreams as consumables, like devoted partners.
He is the child who ‘sold’ the other Dreams who were so devoted, especially Red, who was their leader, saying that he had worked hard.
In the first place, Dreams was just a nice word to him, not even a lover.
Still, Yellow couldn’t resist Teija.
It’s not really about love, it’s a lot of realistic…
Aaaaah-
Aaaaa
It started.
A scream that blooms in the dark.
“Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee…!”
Blue shook his head and panicked.
“…Blue. Search for it.”
Teija said in a calm voice.
But Blue couldn’t bring her to her senses, and Teija jumped up and violently grabbed her head.
“Fuck you bitch! Search for it! That’s the only thing that’s useful to you, isn’t it!!”
“Hee-ik…!”
“Stop. Tei.”
Amr intervened between them.
“Ah?!”
“You know that blaming her doesn’t help her.”
“What doesn’t help? If it’s useless, I’ll throw it as bait and go.”
“…Wait.”
Saint Amr began her prayer.
If the god responded, she would gain more powerful divine power.
Yellow felt various emotions while watching it.
Amr. The saintess of Aesangyo and Teiya’s fiancé.
From her point of view, her Dreams would be nothing more than scumbags wallowing with her fiancé…
‘How good a person is.’
Well, maybe it’s just that she can’t escape Teiya.
Yellow himself, so-.
“…”
What?
Yellow thought.
Every. I don’t see it any time soon.
And. Suddenly.
Gradually, on the floor… On the floor…
“Uh, kyaaah…!”
Snap.
Someone grabbed me by the nape of my neck
Now, in the fear of urinating. Yellow opened her mouth to tell her comrades to run away, and Tak. Her mouth caught
“Shhh.”
“…?”
“Don’t be too surprised. Oh, and this swamp thing is a hallucination.”
“Uh…Uh? Eight days… Mr.?”
As she sees now, she has brought out what she was about to fall out of.
Yellow pondered over whether or not to use her honorific title.
Dreams who used to live together. A man who didn’t particularly like women, but still destroyed half of the women they’d been with for a long time.
But… It was reassuring.
In such a situation, he looks like he usually does… No, rather, he looks like he’s excited.
“You. But your scream is surprisingly cute.”
“…Yes?”
What is this person talking about in this situation?
“Would you like to go on a date with me later?”
“…”
Reminded me of the past
I was fooled by Teiya’s words… What happened?
Yellow glared at Dre with anger and contempt, and was startled to see Dre smirk.
The man in front of him is a psychopath who will kill everyone if he is wrong.
I shouldn’t have forgotten that… Just as Yellow regretted it, he patted him on the shoulder.
“Yes. I’d rather be angry.”
Then, it disappears somewhere else.
“…Huh? Encouraged?”
Her anger was better than her fear, even she herself thought.
And… Dre repeated her rescue a few more times, just like he had rescued Yellow from the darkness.
Even though Twiga could attack, he stayed still.
In the first place, this darkness is only a mental attack, and there is no physical damage.
The Demon Lord of Distortion just wanted to see how Dre would come out in this situation.
“Heh. You save everything you can find, right? You’re a hero.”
I wish I would have attacked myself.
Well, if that were the case, those who had already been eroded by his demonic energy would die.
Dre prioritized rescue over fighting.
Still, I got the information that Eidere is not someone who passes by without saving people…
“Ok?”
A new sword appeared to Yeodere.
Not Bondi’s sword, which felt a lot of divine power, but an unpleasant light…
“…Uh.”
Yeodere swung his sword.
With her mouth, I’m asshole with a very small sound. Was shouting
Aaaaang!
But the results have been staggering.
All the darkness was lifted and an overwhelming light reached Twiga.
“What is this…”
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa.
Receiving the intense light with both hands… Twiga was shocked.
It wasn’t because my hands were hot enough to burn.
In front of him, Twiga, there were users in panic.
It was deliberately placed in case an attack would come.
“Keep it off.”
“What…” “Eight days old bitch…”
Users reconciled with the light and disappeared.
I tried to ridicule you for killing them after sacrificing them instead of throwing a wide-area weapon, but… That guy delivered this powerful blow even though he knew there were users.
And.
Hook. Eidere appeared from the side.
Unfazed, Twiga ‘twisted’ the light, redirecting the lightsaber and shooting it at him.
And for eight days, he ‘twisted’ the light and fired it at Twiga again.
“Ah?!?!?!”
This time, the lightsaber swallowed the utterly astonished Twiga.
Coo coo coo coo.
“…”
Even though the power was significantly reduced due to being bounced back and forth, it was indeed the light of the main god.
After the light stopped, smoke rose from Twiga’s exposed body.
People blinked their eyes at the appearance of Twiga after the darkness lifted.
…Is that being hurt?
To Yeodere?
“Ah. I can’t do this.”
Yeodee grumbled and brushed off his hand and fixed his sword.
“..Kihihi. Are you a human bastard? Are you?”
“Yes? Ah. Yes.”
Dre thought about what he meant and answered right away.
“If you’re a human, you don’t mind the death of people like you? Ordinary?”
“Ah. They are users with the resurrection right.”
“So? You’re proud of killing your comrades?”
It’s not that Twiga has strong camaraderie.
I just want to damage Dre’s reputation by saying this.
But that was Twiga’s mistake.
Dre said it very proudly.
“Ahhh. I should be grateful if you euthanized those who were terrified and wanted to run away. Why are you swearing at me?”
“…”
Twiga rolled her eyes.
“What.”
“No… That’s right.”
Are you a warrior? What an outrageous delusion this was.
This child is evil by nature.
No, evil is just a subjective guess. Maybe this guy is just… Fair.
That was funny
“Fairness? That’s a right granted to beings like gods. Where can a weakling imitate a god?”
Twiga’s eyes blazed.
I’ve been literally just playing with it so far.
If you give it your all, this guy is just… A bug.
I mimicked my authority earlier, no. He was surprised to write almost the same, but his attitude didn’t seem like he could go on either.
But Dre’s attitude was strange.
He looked into space and he was saying something.
“Here. Are you filming well?”
“What? Film?”
Twiga was stunned.
He’s not talking to himself.
Maybe someone else is taking a picture of this situation.
“Even in the midst of this, I want to take care of my honor…”
Suddenly Dre came rushing in.
Twiga snorted and gathered demonic energy in his hand and swung it.
He doesn’t even need to use any powers.
With this, even a tolerable demon king is a blow… His fingers were cut off.
‘…Can’t play.’
Now the rumored slicer.
Twiga backed off moderately and then… BANG! He was hit by something on his back and was knocked out.
‘Is this a space sword? Well, it’s useful, but it’s not particularly powerful.’
Twiga, who immediately regenerated his hand on the subject that he thought could not be regenerated a few seconds ago, ‘grabbed’ the floor and twisted it… And the twist itself was cut by the sword.
But, well, it was a phenomenon I had seen before, so I fully expected it.
Twiga grabbed the air around him at breakneck speed as Dre cut through the floor’s contortion.
Up until now, the proud use of authority was only out of kindness to prepare for an attack.
If you put your mind to it, you could use it much faster and at a level you wouldn’t even notice.
But… Dre grabbed the center of the space that Twiga had distorted and pulled it.
Then, wouldn’t the Distortion that Twiga had been holding on to return to its original state?
‘It’s not enough to imitate my authority, so it’s possible to apply that much after seeing it once? What the hell is this bastard?’
Her. Twiga, who involuntarily admired it, gritted his teeth and asked.
“…What have you been doing since before? I don’t think it’s a privilege?”
“Well?”
“Bastard…!”
Twiga attacks Dre.
His claws and sword collided in disarray.
Perong! Zeng!!
A public space is established.
No, at least Twiga was being pushed back.
Twiga was honestly surprised.
You can tell how harshly he originally judged Dre by the fact that he laughed at others about how strong an eight-year-old was.
In fact, the Dre I met in person was a specification that was hard to say compared to any bugs here, let alone rankers.
However, with such specifications, a fight with the demon king of Jin Purgatory is established.
No matter how much I don’t want to be hated by Yuna or because I want to have a more fun fight, I do it in moderation, and one day Dre’s defeat is certain… But this was a surprise.
“Hot. Yes. Only when they come out like that can they be called rivals.”
“Relationship? Ah. Are you talking about Yuna?”
Dre blinked her eyes and… Smirked.
“That slime. Take it if you want it.”
“…Ok?”
What is this bastard talking about now?
Twiga narrowed her eyes.
“Slime like that. I don’t want to keep it even if I give it to you. But to have a rivalry with something like that…”
“…”
“If you like something like that…Well, I’ll give it to you. Would you please leave…”
Before the words are over.
Twiga’s appearance changed.
Pollution like a black, dark rainbow. Or like a lump of energy.
That was close to Twiga’s true self.
“Die. You.”
A blow from Twiga, who was genuinely enraged.
Dre is…
Instantly triggers up to 3 levels of his own flame.
And use the god score skill transcendence.
In addition, he used ‘Jipijigi Baekjeonbaekseung’.
Consequently, so to speak.
Each gave up defense and attacked the other.
Kuang!
Jjoeok!!
“Oh, oh.”
Power so intense that the sincere Twiga stumbled.
Roaring. Flames leak from the cuts.
A slicing sword of flame that even 30% of Frostia had a hard time regenerating.
But Twiga didn’t mind at all.
Looking at it as a whole… If 0.1% of Twiga’s blood is lost, Dre’s deal exchange seems to have lost 30%.
“…Why did you hurt yourself on purpose?”
I was puzzled.
The defense technique just now was so hard that even the sincere Twig couldn’t pierce it.
It is said that it is difficult to penetrate, but Twiga’s fighting spirit was stronger than the incarnated Nanar, so it was enough to break through the evolved Jipi Baekjeon Baekseung.
However, it doesn’t hurt that much.
From the outside, it would seem that they were seriously injured and stepped back one step at a time… But as a result, Dre suffered significant losses.
I mean it on purpose.
“Ah. I had to provoke you.”
“What?”
“And Yuna actually likes it quite a bit. I will never give it to you.”
It was only then that Twiga realized his intentions.
You said you were filming this situation.
Perhaps, it seemed that he was trying to draw out the wrath of his colleagues.
Are you still talking to them?
When the demon king concentrated his mind a little… He saw the text of ‘Community’.
[Goddre! Goddre! Goddre!]
[Ranking No. 1 King Jeong]
[Twee sucks. The rankers haven’t even dispatched yet?]
[God Dre is more counting than ranker.]
[Gasps]
It was a useless story, let alone a colleague.
Rather, did you mean you were watching that while fighting yourself?
“Kee-hee.”
I’m being completely fooled, but it’s only now anyway.
In the end, Dre can’t win against himself.
1 He was the one whom even the demon king of purgatory had a hard time defeating. It’s a matter of course.
“So. What should I do now… Huh?”
Twiga saw.
Dre’s gaze was… Quite momentary, but he wasn’t looking at himself.
No, even though his eyes are looking at himself, his mind seems to have been sold elsewhere.
Like. It seems to worry about the enemy behind it…
‘…Dare.’
With this me in front, do you worry about other factors?
Do you think the dead Askatlov will even be resurrected?
“You look great. Yes. How are you now? Eight days?”
The moment I took a step to make him regret it, Dre smiled confidently.
Then he got up and said.
“Do not underestimate human wisdom and technology. Demon King.”
“Hoooh?!?!?!”
What else is this arrogant remark?
Now, beyond anger, it becomes even anticipation.
Okay. How many people can you call yourself an enemy who rebelled against the Demon Lord of True Purgatory to this extent?
“Okay! Cancer! That’s how it should be! Eight days ahhhhh dayhre than ever were ever ever see all you see kill you in front of you…”
Fuck!
“?!”
Twiga flew away with a dull sound.
It ended with Twigani flying away, and the blow was enough to topple a mountain.
The one who struck that blow was the little Admiral girl.
With a face full of cold fighting spirit, not the usual doll-like cuteness, the girl slays the great sword that blew away the demon lord. Carried on her shoulders.
‘…What. Is that a human?’
Excluding Magi, if you look at the basic specs, a monster like that that exceeds even the Demon King of Purgatory 1, maybe even the Demon King of True Purgatory?
It’s ridiculous.
The moment I thought
Tat tat.
Twiga, surrounded by several people, narrowed her eyes.
Euclid Boyd.
Poise.
Maya.
Pristan.
Adele.
Faltra.
Raina.
Shunichi and Cowboy from the head office.
And Macia.
“…What are we going to do? This?”
Dre grinned madly at Twiga’s stupid question.
“What is it! Human’s wisdom!! It’s Dagul!!!!!!!!!!”
