No. 337
At the same time, someone hid me in his arms. It was Adrian.
The Pope's expression hardened as he faced Storas and Adrian.
“You always… … You always take Mary-sama away from me.”
A vicious energy fluttered along the lines of his body.
When the Pope reached out his hand toward me, Henri tore the improved long-distance movement.
As me, Adrian, and Henri moved down the tower, the Pope followed us at monstrous speed.
Shh-!
The vines of Baal entangled his body.
The wave ball that Storas blasted towards the vine became an electric current and flowed along the vine.
Crazy! The pope's body burned with a violent noise, but then a green light surrounded the pope. It was Gremory's ability to heal.
The demons bit the vines of Baal, and a group of lights gathered in front of the freed Pope. Eventually it became a book, and pararack, the sound of the bookshelf being turned over, the pope's gaze turned to the middle of the book.
‘This is the supreme library of Storas’ ability!’
A book that records the powers of the devil. It was something I had also obtained.
'like that. You can borrow the powers of the devil without permission, but you can't take over knowledge.'
It meant that I didn't know all the powers of the devil, and my understanding was also shallower than the devil himself or myself.
This meant that the power of the devil could only be used within the scope of the Pope's knowledge.
The reason I created a ghost army with Boone's necromancy is probably because I saw it used.
‘If you attack that part, you have a chance to win.’
“Boone!”
As I shouted, a strange mist rolled over the ground, and my ghost soldiers appeared.
‘Don’t give the Pope time to think!’
A fierce attack from the ghost soldiers poured down on the Pope.
He became invisible before a weapon such as a spear, a sword, or a bow could reach him.
‘It is the invisibility of Glasalabolas.’
The Pope, who appeared again from behind the ghost soldiers, threw 'death' at Boune.
'Death' passed through Boone's arm and stuck to the wall.
“Ugh… … .”
Blood seeped onto Boone's jacket. From the wounded area, clothes and skin began to rot.
[Fool! Get away!]
Pur shouted like a scream.
Annihilation is the only weapon against demons. When the whole body rots in this way, it will cease to exist.
Before I was killed, I grabbed the sword that Boone had dropped and ran away. And hurriedly grabbed his arm.
He cut off his arm just below his elbow, but fortunately he didn't rot.
“Glasalabolas! Take away 'death'!”
“My car, why are you taking orders from Dahui… … .”
“Glee!”
Baal shouted at the grumbling Glasalabollas. GlaShallabolas was startled and quickly made his body invisible.
Come to think of it, it seems that even in ancient times, Glasalabolas was stuck with Baal.
Glasalabolas, who had disappeared due to invisibility, reappeared with 'death gripped'.
But as the Pope stretched out his hand towards 'death', it vibrated violently, as if it would fly towards him again at any moment.
[What are you going to do now?]
Agareth was a higher demon than Glasalabolas.
It will be only a moment for Glasalabolas to prevent Agareth's 'death' from returning to the Pope.
But if the Pope gets his hands on 'death' again, the demons... … !
'What do we do. how should-'
Cold sweat dripped from her palms. For a moment, she saw Etwaal, who was unintentionally holding tight.
‘Etwal… … .'
[Etwal is an auxiliary tool that connects the other world and the people, and makes it easy for the user to connect with the devil in his soul.
Baal's words came to mind.
“If I could use Etwaal to hold 'death' in my soul… … ?”
As I mumbled, Pur looked at me.
“What nonsense! You cannot subjugate the devil without granting your wish!”
“Not Agareth, but 'death'. If there is only 'death', wouldn't it be possible to contain it?
“He is a demon under Neriad. Since you are a demon under the influence of Neriad, you, who are also Serga-sama's child, cannot be contained."
“No, it is possible.”
It was Baal.
Pur and I looked at him at the same time.
Baal said.
“Think about it, kid. the essence of your soul.”
nature… … ?
As I pondered his words, I took a deep breath.
“In ancient times I was Neriad's younger sister. My soul must have had the power of a quality most similar to that of Neriad! Glasalabolas, throw annihilation!”
As 'death' flew towards me, Agareth appeared.
"No-!!"
A scream echoed in the air.
I held out Etwal towards 'death'.
‘The power of Agareth is enslaved to my soul!’
As Etwal became hot as a fire, the last remaining spot was filled with red glowing coral.
“This damn thing.”
Agareth saw this and ran to me.
“Give me my <wisdom>!”
Baal quickly stopped him.
“It is wisdom that was undeserved for you with a small vessel.”
“It is the wisdom that blossomed only to surpass you. The wisdom that the world has given me, because what I desperately longed for was your death!”
The flames emanating from Agareth's body raged so hard that it seemed to swallow me.
It's the power exerted by the super-high demon, Agares, with his eyes closed. Even Baal could not put out the fire easily, and the other demons were busy dealing with the Pope.
It was when the fire crawled and engulfed me. someone ran to me
"Dad!"
"father-!"
Me and my brothers screamed.
It was my dad who hugged me. His back, which had been set on fire for me, seemed to melt.
"stop. Get off, please!”
But he didn't know how to fall from me.
"Daddy daddy-!"
He embraces me eagerly like a mother bird in his arms and does not take a step back.
“Pur, it’s raining. daddy is going to die please… … !”
Kwagwagwagwang!
Thunder broke the sky and dark clouds rolled in. The rain poured down
But the fire never goes out.
I shouted at the Pope.
“Close the passage to the other world! If you open the door, you can close it. Bring back Agareth, please!”
I begged and wept so that my face was all messed up, but the Pope just stood still and looked at me.
“Didn’t you tell me? Now you don't need anything but me."
“Ah, Dad… … !”
please someone save me
Dad, who this stupid man please... … !
That was then.
[Summon 'Death'.]
A familiar yet familiar voice resounded in my head.
I quickly turned my head to look at Adrian.
The moment my eyes met, strength entered my hand holding Etwaal as if possessed.
And my eyes became hot as if on fire, and 'death' appeared in the air.
Agareth, Adrian, and the Pope looked at 'death' at the same time.
The first to reach out was the native Agareth, and then Kyohwa.
All three hands were stretched toward 'death' at the same time, even to Adrian.
It was Adrian who snatched 'death' out the fastest. Leaping into the air, Adrian changed his stance before falling to the ground and aimed 'Death' at Agareth.
yet-
“Uh… … !”
Agareth was pierced by death.
“Disappear.”
“You idiot… … .”
Agareth, whose heart was pierced, rotted at a speed that was incomparable to that of Boune. His body was weathered and swayed in the wind.
At the last moment, Agareth looked at Baal, who was standing upright, covered in dust.
“Why are you always… … .”
He smirked and closed his eyes.
'Death' in Adrian's hand and the fire surrounding my father also disappeared with Agareth.
Dad slumped down, and the brothers, who were blocked by a huge wall of fire, ran towards him and me.
"father!"
“Ah, father.”
"father… … .”
Henri, Ishaq, and Johann held on to their father, whose skin had melted from the terrible burns, and did not know what to do.
I was holding my dad's hand like a madman.
His beautiful hand, which had always held me strong, was horribly distorted.
"lie."
“… … .”
“No, Dad. I do not like it. Don’t do this.”
“… … .”
“Dad, wake up. I don't like it. scary."
You were the father I hated the most when I was afraid of something.
You said you didn't like the feeling of living without a guardian, no one to help you.
That's why you were always by my side, even when the thunder struck and when the deep darkness came.
“I’m afraid right now. scary. So please... … .”
“… … B.”
"Dad."
“… … Lev.”
And he stretched out without a hitch.
"Dad?"
I shook him. There was no motion.
"Dad."
I can't feel my breath
He raised his head and looked at the older brothers who were holding their father.
Ishaq was crying like a child with his face contorted in a mess.
Henri, who always hides his expression with a smile, panted his breath as if in pain.
John nodded his head silently.
"no. do not do that."
do not do that.
Don't do it like your father died.
please.
I hung up and cried.
It hurts like my heart has been ripped apart, so I can't even speak properly
how come How can you do this to me
He resented and resented the person he did not know and just cried while hugging her father.
don't come
I'd rather not go to my father.
It was the moment when he was clenching his chest and screaming.
Something floated in the air.
It was amethyst.
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