As if stimulated by Wanyuri's 'declaration of salvation', Invert Niya roared in a hoarse voice.
The Demon King, who was covering his head with both hands, had a very painful expression, and his ominous spiritual power was undulating violently.
(Sure enough, there is still a part of consciousness left... This is really a blessing among misfortunes.)
As he continued to cut down the incoming aliens, Wan Yuri noticed the changes that had taken place in the reverse Niya.
After discovering that the scrolling speed of Beelzebul had slowed down, the blond girl knew that she had little time left and tightened her grip on Kirupa's Sword.
After Kurumi's 'death', all the aliens gathered in the direction of Wanyuri.
Although I don't know what the time elves were 'daldling' with at that time, at this time, we can't expect others to save them.
He tapped the tip of the sword in front of Miku, and a ring of fire with lightning protected the singer girl's location.
In this case, you can hold on for a while.
Taking a breath, the blonde girl tried her best to look relaxed.
"——I'll be back soon, just wait for me, Miku."
"..."
"Don't show such an expression, I'm fine."
His eyes softened. Looking at Miku who was worried and wanted to say something, Wanyuri smiled softly.
"Isn't the agreement on 'special service' yet to be completed?"
"——!"
Turning around neatly, the blonde girl lowered her body.
When the 'Princess' shouted her name, the 'Brave' rushed towards the 'Demon King' without hesitation.
Above the sky, in a special stealth battleship exclusive to DEM, CR-UNIT was deactivated. Ailian, who had returned, covered her wounds that had not yet recovered and looked at Westcott, who had been staring at the big screen with a sneer.
"Oh, is it Ailian? She's finally back."
The silver-haired man who heard the footsteps did not look back, but nodded casually.
As early as Erya showed signs of turning around, Westcott had already moved out of that building.
As a sponsor who has prepared the best ‘stage’, it is natural that we should be in the best ‘auditorium’.
"Ike? That's it?"
With a tone that almost guessed something, Eileen came to Westcott's side.
"How's it going? Isn't it wonderful? That's the 'miracle' we have been pursuing."
Opening his hands, Westcott showed an exaggerated smile.
"Yeah……"
After thinking for a moment, Ailian continued to pay attention to the battle situation.
"Speaking of which, I have never seen you look so embarrassed. What's wrong? Are those elves difficult to deal with? In this case, it seems that we need to adjust our policy."
After sizing up the most powerful magician who had yet to recover, Westcott touched his chin and said with some fun.
"Tsk."
"It's not so much that those elves are difficult to deal with, but that (Guardian) is too special."
"Is that posture really something [elves] can possess?"
Thinking of the strength the blond girl showed in the end, the injuries on Ailian's body ached faintly.
She firmly believed that the elves who fought evenly with her before were in a normal state.
"Hmph, that is indeed valuable for exploration."
"Compared to other elves, (Guardian) seems quite different from the elves we have recorded in the past."
Narrowing his eyes, Westcott looked at Manyuri who was fighting fiercely with the Demon King.
"But now, let us enjoy the last scene of this performance."
Putting his hands in his pockets, Westcott smiled softly when he realized that all the battlefields surrounding the office building were coming to an end.
"Let me see whether it is the triumph of the 'Demon King' or the victory of the 'brave'."
The black gold sword light kept flashing on the sword body, and Wan Yuri kept looking for opportunities to break through as he wandered around the inverted Nia.
She was accumulating strength, and now that she had very little spiritual power left, she had to win with one blow.
(It's now!)
Seizing the opportunity for Inversion Erya to create the alien, the blond girl raised her sword high and flashed behind her at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye.
"Drink ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
"——!"
A decisive blow in a critical state can definitely defeat Erya in this state.
Wanyuri firmly believes so.
But sometimes, the script of "The Brave" always likes to joke with her.
Just as the weapon was about to hit the opponent, the huge energy wrapped around the sword suddenly turned into starlight and dissipated, and the evolved spiritual equipment on Wan Yuri also returned to its original (Kamiwei Spirit Equipment·Wan) appearance.
If she had time to check (the system), she would find that the recovery rate had dropped to 10%.
It seemed that some protective mechanism had been triggered, and the rainbow seed deep in her consciousness limited her output.
Three minutes have already passed...
While maintaining an expression of disbelief, Wanyuri was knocked away by the Demon King who reacted.
Barely maintaining her figure, the blonde girl looked at her slightly trembling hands.
Without giving Wanyuri time to suffer, Niya seemed to have discovered her danger.
Dark light appeared again on the "God's Eclipse Chapter", and a huge book shadow appeared at Wanyuri's feet.
Although she struggled hard, her spiritual power had bottomed out and she was still slowly pulled in.
"--This is!"
——"Fantasy Book Hall".
If Wanyuri guessed correctly, this is the upper level ability of the omniscient demon king (Beelzebul), which can imprison people in any story.
If she were imprisoned in her current state, she might really become a "fairy tale".
(hateful……)
(Is everything over...? It’s a shame that I still said those words that sounded like a promise.)
(It’s so... so shameless...)
The black light has spread to her waist, and half of the blonde girl's body has been trapped inside.
"Ah, you look like you're in a bad situation~"
Like a rescuer, the time elf appeared from the shadow and whispered into her ear from behind.
"——Kurumi!?"
Someone who had been 'dropped' finally got connected.
"I originally wanted to take advantage of 'my' death to find the clown who planned all this, but it seems that the other party is quite cunning~"
Licking his lips, Kuang San said regretfully.
"I didn't expect it would trouble my co-worker lady so much. As an apology, let me make some compensation~"
"——!!!"
Black-red spiritual power spread from Kuang San's body, which was an amount that an elf could hardly imagine possessing.
"This is a special service. Let me see how far you can go~"
With a seductive smile, the clock in the Time Elf's eyes began to spin.
However, they didn't know it yet. It was just an ordinary spiritual power supplement that seemed to have caused some unexpected changes.
The "time" contained in Kuang San's spiritual power seems to have affected a certain seed... (To be continued)