"Damn it, are you kidding..."
Among the skyscrapers, there is a deep human-shaped hole at the end.
Buried under the reinforced concrete and other building debris, a dusty arm stretched out from it. It remained motionless and looked like it had been smashed to death. Several seconds passed like this. At about the same time, a dusty finger moved slightly.
Then with a rustling sound, dust and debris kept falling down——
The next moment, a grey-faced face rose up from the ruins. The horns on the top of his head were extremely sharp, and his eyes glowed with an ominous scarlet light... It was Maou Sadao who had regained his demon king posture, but had only regained his magic power. However, he was unable to turn the tide immediately, and instead looked extremely embarrassed.
After all, he was beaten here, lying in the ruins like this, with his head and face covered with dirt...
It can be seen from this point that this will definitely not be a smooth appearance, and it even has a subtle and weird meaning.
——No, or it should be said that in a certain sense, Maou Sadao did not appear at all.
——After all, there was not even a single frame of the scene. He was knocked away when he came out, and almost no audience could see it. What kind of appearance was this?
"What kind of monster is this..." He couldn't help but sigh and complain, feeling that there was no pain anywhere on his body.
Although I really want to appear in a very handsome manner...
Although it is indeed a very pretentious pose, for example, stretching out one hand in front of you, trying to use magic power to release the charging wild boar...
Although it is indeed...
Ahem, that's the thing anyway, that is, although there are indeed various reasons, in fact, Maou Sadao did not underestimate the enemy, and even broke out when he tried to block the demon pig. All his current strength.
I thought it should be a sure thing, but the result is obvious to all... I can only say that the slap in the face really came too fast, like a tornado.
He flashed over at the right time, and then used his face to receive the big move. This was probably what he was talking about just now.
Not to mention that Miss Brave didn't see clearly, even Maou Sadao himself didn't figure out what was going on. At that time, he suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was blurred, and there was a whistling sound in his ears, and his whole body felt like Soaring in the clouds and fog, I felt like my soul was flying away, and then there was a series of impacts on my strong back...
I don’t know how many rooms I crashed through along the way, and how many walls I smashed...
Anyway, when he finally reacted, he was already lying here, buried firmly under the debris of the building. He almost couldn't catch his breath, so he just kicked his legs and closed his eyes. Eyes, completely passed away and left this beautiful world.
——So, what kind of monster is this and where does it come from...
——Is this world so dangerous?
Obviously before, I thought it was incredibly peaceful, because wars and turmoil were not everywhere, hunger was miraculously eliminated to a certain extent, church oppression, racial antagonism, these things almost did not exist, and it was clearly there. There is a strange magical environment, but the world knows nothing about it...
It is as if a clear boundary line has been drawn between the two parties, where the mortal becomes mortal and the extraordinary becomes extraordinary.
All of this seemed so unbelievable that Maou Sadao couldn't help but sigh at it before. He felt that if he went back to conquer the world of Ente Isla in the future, he must also use such an ideal blueprint as his goal. Reference objects to build the ideal country in your mind.
But now it seems that this is not the case.
This world still has its own problems, and there may even be special troubles... Maou Sadao originally thought that once he regained his magic power, there would be no troubles in this world. But now, he no longer had this idea at all, and he was extremely wary of the world in his heart.
"Let's get out of here first. This thing is difficult to deal with..."
Panting heavily, Maou Sadao struggled to pull himself out of the pile of debris, his arms trembling as he tried to pull himself out.
This took him a little while.
There was a sense of powerlessness all over my body, just like the feeling I had not long ago when I slept for three days and three nights at a stretch, resulting in malnutrition and almost dying in my sleep...
The body is so heavy that it is unspeakable...
My hands, feet, and limbs seemed to have been filled with a lot of lead...
Even taking a breath is very difficult, let alone other movements...
The Demon King, whose eyes were turning black for a while, felt that that moment just now had really almost cost him half his life. The huge impact completely shattered his magic defense in an instant, and then sent his whole body flying out.
That feeling can be described as quite unpleasant.
The Demon King grinned and stood up unsteadily, quickly checking his own condition.
He was even more secretly shocked. Although he had only recovered part of his power, he still had a huge amount of magic power. In particular, there is a sharp contrast between this world and the world of Ente Isla. For example, the population density of big cities is an incredible number.
In this disaster that occurred in the city, it was unknown how many people were affected, causing them to fall into despair and panic at the same time.
Dark spiritual wavelengths are emanating every second, one after another, intertwined with each other.
If someone could truly feel the fluctuations of the emotional spectrum, they would find a large area of darkness within the scope of the disaster, so thick and stagnant that it seemed to be substantial.
Basically, it can be said that even Maou Sadao himself is not sure how many people he has absorbed the dark emotional energy in this short period of time. The flow of magic power is so intense and the efficiency of recovery is so powerful. , was able to provide him with such a considerable amount of magic power in a short period of time.
However, such a huge force, even if it is not as good as his previous heyday, but still enough to rival the heroes of the Holy Cross Continent, has been completely consumed just now, and the effect achieved is very, very unsatisfactory. , can only manage to gain the power of one blow.
With all the explosive overdraft, I was able to barely block the collision of that huge monster...
Block that simple, unpretentious, yet profound impact.
This is actually natural, because the wild boar is not a monster at all, but the incarnation of the divine power of the top god of disobedience. It cannot fly, but it can rely on its own collision behavior to hit thirty-eight from the earth. A terrifying beast that traveled thousands of kilometers to the moon.
There is no point in reasoning with this kind of thing. It is meaningless to talk about common sense. Relying on a part of the magic power recovered from a short period of time and relying on the explosive overdraft of the devil king's posture, it is actually very difficult to be able to block the head-on collision of this beast. Not a bad result.
It's just that the devil doesn't know this.
Cold sweat dripped down Maou Sadao's forehead, and he subconsciously looked outside through the big hole. The explosive overdraft of magic power briefly blocked the "monster", but it also seemed to anger it even more. It was currently circling furiously, looking for its enemy angrily.
A random collision can shatter everything, and in this furious state, it can definitely sweep through everything!
"Fortunately, the landlord has run out... I have to run away too."
The corners of his eyes twitched and beat a few times. Maou Sadao decisively prepared to run away. Anyway, what he had to do was completed. The landlord was dragged out by a girl like other people fleeing the earthquake. , this is enough.
There is nothing he can do about the rest. If he does it again, he will have to explain it here!
I can only hope that someone will solve it...
There will always be a way. If this world can only rely on heroes from other worlds to save the day, it is probably impossible to develop to this level safely... Anyway, I am just a demon, not a brave man. There is no need to fight for the humans of this world.
Although he tried hard to convince himself and found reasons to convince himself, Maou Sadao felt that he couldn't look away at all.
The streets were badly damaged...
People running for their lives...
There are people who only care about themselves and run away, there are also people who stand in a daze at a loss, there are also people who pray to God, there are many people who are crying, angry, frightened, hurt, sighing...
He clenched his fists tightly, but at this moment.
--got windy.
Just like the despair blowing on the ground, the steel-like wind blows on the empty and uninhabited ground. The fierce wind is like the melody of destruction played by the atmosphere, and it is also like the tide of vacuum emerging from the void, enveloping everyone. The infinite power turned directly into a spiral visible to the naked eye!
tornado! !
The roaring tornado hit the violent wild boar with a clear target, and directly rolled up the huge beast, which was tens of meters high. It made people wonder how terrifying its wind power was! The wild boar struggled hard in the tornado, and the force it erupted almost destroyed and shredded the entire cyclone, and its roar made the atmosphere vibrate!
The extremely penetrating magic sound fills the brain!
People who can't hear still can't hear, but for those who can hear, it's a different story. It's already considered a sound attack.
The strong wind and the wild boar continued to fight, and gradually gained an overwhelming advantage in the confrontation. The huge wild boar struggled and howled desperately, but was still gradually enveloped and engulfed by the tornado... Then, from the gap in the tornado, thousands of rays of light suddenly radiated out. A golden flash like a thousand swords!
The sharp and rapid golden arc completely strangled the inside of the tornado!
The ferocious cry of the wild boar before it died suddenly stopped.
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"Huh...huh..."
Pulling the people behind her, she ran forward without stopping. Emilia was always on guard.
The moment she heard the sound, her whole body froze, and her footsteps stopped subconsciously. When she turned around, she happened to see the tornado in the city dissipating rapidly. The strong wind came and went away quickly. It seems that some things were taken away.
It was the body of the wild boar that decomposed and disintegrated into something like sand...
(End of chapter)
