73 9 Prehistoric Civilization Remseria

"Activate the altar...... you say?

"The black altar uses [darkness] as its power source. It is also to activate the altar that we are gathering the resentment of the Demons'

Answer my question, Demon King.

'But that degree of resentment is still not enough. If thou hast mighty [darkness], or...'

"So, what happens when you activate the altar?

"Gain power."

The Demon King's answer was simple.

"Are you looking for more powerful power? To fulfill your wishes. To settle your thoughts."

I made my expression look worse than I could see.

Sure, we need strength.

But it is too dangerous to speak only the words of the Demon King.

You can't mis-select information.

Now, I don't know what to do.

When I first conceived it, all of a sudden, my vision switched.

"What, is this...!?"

The first thing I saw was a blue sky that lasted everywhere.

And the huge masses of rock that float there - so big that they seem comparable to one continent.

Floating continent.

Those words came to my mind.

If you look at the rock masses, you can see countless buildings.

"A prehistoric civilization that flourished in antiquity - Remseria."

The voice of the demon king rang from somewhere.

"This is... Remseria?

I look even more.

Now I see the streets.

Sounds like a city on a floating continent.

Except it's like a different city from the world we live in.

The huge, forested buildings had odd box shapes, some reaching from dozens to hundreds of meters.

It's like a giant tower.

The number of people going would be hundreds of times higher, even compared to the king's capital of the great powers.

Wherever you look, people, people, people...

Plus on the boulevard, instead of a carriage, there was an iron car running with a strange design.

I didn't know the details, either, but prehistoric civilization seemed much more prosperous than it was in our time.

Why has such a supercivilization perished...?

A black moya spread over the corner of the sky on the lid.

"That's..."

In another direction, something like white mist occurs.

"[Nara] and [Nirvana]"

The Demon King tells.

Each of them is a total tightening of [dark] and [light]?

"And this is the war between [darkness] and [light] that destroyed Remseria."

SIDE Harold

"Run, Harold!

"This is where we stop!

Spearman Isabel and monk Rosa scream.

"Ugh, we both..."

Harold couldn't move.

There can be no such thing as abandoning your people and running away.

Besides, one of them - Isabelle - is also Harold's lover.

"Even if we die, we have a replacement. But there's no substitute for you, Harold!

Isabelle speaks of her grievous determination.

"Please, to save the world from the demonic threat... you must not die here!

"But I...!

Harold shrugged his lips.

The edge of my mouth is cut off and blood runs out.

Even if it's the courage of the brave...

"I knew I couldn't do it!

Regrip the Holy Sword Garev.

(Please, my holy sword... please, give me strength. The power to protect what's important...)

Wish.

Pray.

I want you to give me the power to strike and destroy demons.

"Don't worry. I'll kill them all. It's like I don't miss you going to the underworld."

Margot gave me a terrible grin.

The sword in his hand calls for the wind, and he raises his temple.

"Brave Harold, I will retrieve your holy sword. I'll dedicate it to the altar later."

"Altar...?

"It's your bad habit to slip your mouth right away, Mr. Margo"

Franjurus took Margo.

"It won't be a problem. Everyone dies in this place."

Margo doesn't mind.

"Because I'm the one who kills. No, the two women there are quite beautiful, and they don't look bad. Can I keep it for night games? It's time to get tired of holding a demonic woman."

"Don't be ridiculous......!

Harold bit off his back teeth.

"You two will definitely protect! And I'll try to avenge Joseph and Irvine too!

And the battle for the death of the brave Harold begins.