Chapter 431 Sand castle

On the white sand, the head of the god of death falls. The source of the beheading curse has certainly perished in front of me.

While observing the situation with mysterious eyes, draw a magic circle on both feet that were burned and cut by themselves. Total healing <> The light of <> gathered on the cut surface, but a strange response.

It does not go away. The effect of the recovery magic was not working.

"Here is the end of the sand. Whatever ended in the dead desert will not return to its original state."

A voice resounds from nowhere, and the white sand in front of me begins to imitate a human form. It turned into a man in white turban and cloak, Anahem the demise.

"Hm. As per Dilfred's advice. It seems to be immortal to be revived by the curse of decapitation."

Flying I emerged on the ground with <>.

"But what do you do? If my legs are gone, can't I swallow me into the sand hell?" Tra ns late d by jp mtl .c om

"Take"

Shushojin steps on the sand. The next moment he jumped into my space.

Root killing "<>"

Stick a jet-black fingertip into Anahem's neck. He took it with his left hand and dived into my pocket.

"Dah!"

Receiving the whole right fist, my body retreats a few meters. It is a blow that leaves numbness even after defending with <> in the left hand.

T r a n s la t ed by jp ｍt l.coｍ "Well, I was out of hand before-no, no."

I laugh, looking into his abyss.

"Even before its destruction, its magical power and strength are clearly higher."

Draw a magic circle in the white desert. The polar flame chain that appeared from all sides is entangled with the end god Anahem. He tried to bind the body, but he grabs it.

"Nuh!"

Exciting the muscles of the whole body, Anahem pulled the chain of fire he had grabbed. By force and order, the polar flame chain screams, fragile and tears away.

"That's what it is? With every destruction, the god of destruction increases in power."

"It's the end of despair that rushes behind."

When he holds both fists, a white sandstorm swirls around his body.

"There is no way to escape from the end, but there is no way to escape from the end. At the foot of this Anahem, one grain of sand can be used."

With his posture lowered, he was ready to fly.

"On the day of the birth of all lives, the end was set; therefore, no one escaped in the world."

Anahem kicks the ground. The extended right hand is received with the left hand, and the protruded left hand is grasped with the right hand.

With four hands, he and I got together.

"Sink"

With my heavy voice, the sand at my feet wriggled, grabbed in the form of a hand. Tra nslated b y ｊpｍt l.ｃ o m

"I'm really seeing the true nature of the sand hell."

Hell Flame Exterminator Build a magic circle with <> that was scattered around when you burned your feet, and use <>.

Dyed Burning Fire Flame Flames the missing foot with a glowing black flame and gently kicks the sandy hand that is grabbing it. He hit <> 's foot into his pigtail.

"... Gunup ..."

"Do you think you can't kick just because you have no feet?"

Flying With momentum at <>, the shining black flame's feet sink into Anahem's body. My hand and his hands were released, and the shrine depressed and retreated.

The sand has trails that seem to be dragged, and the belly of Anahem turns into visible ashes. But unintentionally, he grabbed my foot with both hands.

"That's why. When you turn and run, the end is always on your side."

He starts spinning around on the spot, using my momentum. Once, twice, three times, and after accelerating to the limit, I threw me in the sand and threw it out.

With black flame feet on white sand, I am passive. He turned his gaze to him, and was holding in his hand the destruction sword Guzerami that he dropped when he was decapitated.

`` Agaki, Agaga, Unura builds a tower on the sand. ''

An eerie voice echoes in my head. It's the sound of the dead sword Guzerami.

The sound echoes and dust swirls around me. It is a number of towers that are built by the sand in an instant.

Eventually, the myriad towers become outer walls and lock me inside. Completed was a huge sand pavilion.

"Everything crumbles and withers with a squeal of Guzerami." Tran sla t e d by jpmt l.ｃo m

As Anahem shakes his sword right beside, Guzerami cries eerily. Then, my arms blew and gritted.

Your body has turned into sand.

Thunder Makuro "<>"

Releases jet-black lightning to Anahem. As if the sand soared from the Makuroku Thunder Tower, it became a shield to prevent <>.

Root mother womb "<>"

The barrier of light using the pseudo root is spread in all directions, and the sound of Guzerami is cut off. Immediately after the body stopped turning into sand, the barrier shattered.

「――Sen」

Anahem jumped shortly, breaking through the barriers of pseudo-sources. I gazed at his order with the evil eye dyed in dark purple, and I further reduced the distance that shortened.

"Death or incompatibility. Anahem's bosom is dead, the end is itself."

"Unfortunately, the deadlands and the end have been overcome tirefully."

At close range, my evil eye and his god's eye intersect.

Burning fire flame “<>”

Dye not only on both legs but also on both arms with a shining black flame. Regardless, the shouting god stood straight out of his sword.

The flame blade touches my chest. Guzerami, who destroys the roots with one sword, stopped there.

Tr ansla te d by ｊpm t l .co m The moment he concentrated his consciousness on the hands of the Black Flame, he bound his body at <>.

With the hands of <>, squeeze his throat and squeeze it.

Girori, and his god's eyes glared at me.

"I still don't know that the same hand can never reach this Anahem."

Hell flame chained magic circle The sound of the ringing sound is heard, and <> creaks. Not only wasn't heavily restrained, he tore away the chain of fire.

"Did you ever try the same hand three times?"

The black flame's hand, holding onto Anahem's neck, weakened its glow, and a black collar was visible there.

Freedom Collar Dream Gen <>. I kept burning his throat in the hands of the black flame to hide it.

"Let's see dreams that are no longer immortal."

Activate the free-standing collar Yumegen <>, and I use <> again.

In order to activate the great magic, the polar flame chain draws a magic circle.

"I can't even dream!"

Endlessly, the shouting depressed half a step, piercing his heart with a dead sword, Guzerami.

Anti-magic and magic barriers, even flesh and bones slipped through, and the blazing blades at the end simply slashed their roots.

An ever-increasing amount of the Demon King's blood overflows, eroding the sand, and even eroding the gods of Anahem who have eaten back.

"The tower on the sand collapses and the sound of Guzerami screams is the end of its end."

As he sang, Anahem cast.

Rubbing, "Even if there is a single wound, resistance ends and the curtain is closed."

An eerie squealing echoes and the sand tower shakes violently. The surrounding towers lost their shape and began to crumble as if to return to just sand.

The burial withering "--Guserami"

The blood of the Demon King, which corrodes everything, is turned into dust by the blade of Guzerami. Then the Demon King's blood stopped.

Anahem gazes at me as if to make a decision.

"Blood and died is a non-conforming person"

The red and white shining flame blade was pushed far into my root.

"Even if the root of destruction is a grain of sand before the end, there is no end in front of its blade."

"Well, so this is the first one."

When I looked up and grinned grin, he revealed a startling emotion.

“……………………………”

Anahem just looked at me laughing as if she had lost her words.

"……Why………………"

He screwed the sword into my body.

A little blood drips from my mouth. It was the stinger who was upset.

“…… Why… !? Why …… ko, n ……………”

He is trembling as a trap, as if he saw incredible things.

"Unu ... Unu is finally over! There is no response to Guzelami. This root has finally come to an end ...!"

With even more power, Anahem pushed Guzerami. While vomiting blood, I smiled grinning.

“… Why… laughing …… the end of life …… the end laughs before this Anahem…? Is this a dream…”

God's Eye "Kuhha, I didn't dream, Anahem. You're just an idiot. You're even better, look further into the abyss."

I told you to provoke.

"You're not looking at my roots, it's nothing?"

Anahem pulls out the destruction sword Guzerami.

The tip of the blade is missing. As if drunk with nothingness.

"The roots of Graham-"

Before Anahem retreated, he screwed his fingertip <> into the bank.

The end god bleeds.

"A sword that destroys the root with a single scratch. If you can't substitute a shield with a fake root, you'll need a more durable shield. It was there. I used it. "

He used Graham's empty source taken inside the source as a shield to catch Guzerami. It was a claim that one abrasion would lead to the end, but there should be no flaws.

"I can't seem to end things that aren't there, the deities"

Burning flame burned to death, <> was superimposed on <>, and penetrated the body with the roots of Anahem.

"... go, wow ... but huh ..."

"Now it's your turn. The dead God's life visits this dead desert. So you're not going to end, but what if this deity itself is destroyed?"

The depicted multiple magic circles turned into turrets and aimed at the sky over the Dead Desert. Jet-black particles entangle there, drawing a seven-fold spiral.

The face of the shrine is pale.

“…… Rage, it ’s ……!

"I don't need the end"

I kicked off and I said.

Gokugoku Destruction Ash Demolish Cannon "<>"

Anahem takes a breath. With a tense look, he stared at me and could only wait for the end.

"Kaku, kukukuku.

Laughing at Anahem's mysterious look, I said.

"Forgive me, it's just a play. The end is sometimes a remedy. If there is no end, some will continue to enjoy eternal suffering."

With the other hand squeezing its face, penetrating the body of Anahem.

"The point is, should we hurt it to the end?"

With a lot of effort, his body turns into sand and falls straight down.

"You have to look at your feet."

Where the sand fell, there was a dark casket.

Hell Flame Restriction Magic Team The <> that was built earlier was used to create <>.

He was distracted by the threat of the Gokugoku Destruction Ashes, and he didn't notice it.

The moment the stacked sand of Anahem tries to escape from <>, the curse collar that finally fell, <> strikes it, and dark particles draw a cross.

Even if the sand crawls outside, it is blocked by the magic barrier covering the coffin and cannot escape. Again he returned to the body.

Anahem strikes the magic barrier with the power of his whole body, but his destruction with his bare hands is not so likely after entering <>. However, his greatest weapon, Guzelami, is only rooted.

"It's a dark coffin dying forever with the power of the dead body. Unless your magic power runs out, death will not end, but what is your magical end in this dead desert?"

As long as you die, you will not perish. And if he does not die, he cannot be revived.

"Oh ... Oh, what a humiliation to this end-of-life god, Anahem ... !! It's an endless death ... Remember! After coming out of here, I will remind you that everything, including the ones that Nuka has built, is a tower on the sand ...! "

"I know, Anahem."

If you turn your fingertips and put your magic into it, the <> that was in the coffin wrapped around his neck.

If used together with the eternal death killer coffin <>, there is no way to prevent it.

"That's why it's precious and that's why it's protected. This sandcastle built by everyone will never fall down."

The crosshair of magic spread, and the lid of the coffin was closed.