Chapter 504: 504 Episode 503, "The Trail of Trail to this Day"

Carrying Shadrapto the Red Copper Dragon on his back, Majin Lugis smiles, his cheeks breaking out in a smile.

I laughed another one in my head. It was a rare expression of honesty for him.

"What do you think? I guess humans can do it too.

The struggle with the demons is only in the distance, but I can see it. The warlord Mastighios has overpowered the demon Junerva. It was surprising that Dohasura joined in to help. I don't mind that at all.

It's one thing to have something on your side.

"So, Shad. What do you think of your former comrade? Are bird heads the kind that die easily?

Lugis asks, still propped up on his elbow. Shadrapto responded, hiding behind him and looking over his shoulder. It was a strange sight to see the taller Shadrapto hiding behind the seated Rougis.

"Great, very great, but... If that's what kills you, then how many times has Junerva died before? He may not be immortal, but he doesn't die easily, does he?

Shadrapto's voice was imposing, even though he was hiding behind his back. I don't even know if he's remembered that he skipped out on his appointment with Dohasura.

All Shadrapto cared about was whether or not her threat was lost. And she still didn't believe that humanity could kill Junerva, even after all this time.

When she had been a god, no matter how many fatal wounds Vriligant had inflicted on her, Junerva had not died until she was finally shot through the skull. Perhaps this past is still present in the original.

If you really want to kill that thing, you have to destroy its skull after it has been killed many times and turned into a lump of meat.

That's too hard on the human race. Even looking at the results now, they can only kill once. I wonder how far they'll go if Dohasura comes to their aid.

Shadrapto looks up into the sky. The sun was shining brightly in his eyes. In the midst of dead snow, a strange heat seemed to break through the clouds. Sweat trickled down his cheeks.

The end.

Suddenly Shadrapto looked up at the sun. Why is it so hot today? When he realized this, he dropped his shoulders. Oh, that makes sense. That's probably what Junerva wants to do.

Gearwheel Lovell is probably in on it. Junerva couldn't have done this on her own.

Shadrapto cleared his throat and whispered to Lugis. He seemed to be careful not to be overheard.

"My lord. Would you like to escape with me now?　If you're not careful, the city will be wiped out. I'll be safer with you.

Sudden and simple words. I'm sure no one else could have grasped his true intentions. Lugis also twisted his eyebrows and turned around to see what he was talking about.

But Shadrapto's expression was definitely serious. His hind legs took a step back, as if he was thinking of making a quick getaway.

As if to encourage Lugis to look, Shadrapto looked up again. There was a sun there that looked unusually large.

The sun, it's so close. I don't know what happened, but Junerva is pushing herself too hard. If they are straining themselves, then of course they should pull back and wait for the right moment.

The sun, which emits a glittering light and heat - no, that mass of evil. The sun, with its glittering light and heat, was slowly roaring and bringing the capital of Borvat into view.

I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but it's a good idea.

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The center of gravity was low. The center of gravity is low, the feet are thrust forward, and the wings are stretched out majestically behind. That seemed to be Junerva's stance. I'm not sure what to make of it.

It was unusual for a mage to take a stance. At any rate, the stance was for fighting the enemy. For demons, who have few potential enemies, the battle stance is unfamiliar.

In other words, at this moment, Junerva the Poison has recognized Mastighios the Magician General and Dohasura the Magic Eye Beast as her enemies.

As if he had taken in the wills of all three, the demons were blowing up and meshing together. There were numerous checks and balances and exchanges of thoughts just by looking at each other.

With each passing second, the air in the place became thinner. Every time someone breathed in this place, someone's life could have been lost. No matter how great the battle, its end is fleeting.

Dohasura took the initiative to move his legs forward and close the gap between him and his enemy. The Mastighios that he had pushed was now nearly wounded, and the Hexenbiest himself was somehow more durable.

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Besides, now was a good time. Majin Junerva was shocked by Mastighios' deadly magic.

The human side was in control of the battle.

Then crush them as they are. Surprise and surprise are effective because the shocked enemy will not be able to exert himself and will sink.

The magic eye was opened. In a different manner than Junerva's poisonous dissolution, the material weathered and crumbled into grains of sand.

With his magic eye, Dohasura saw the pillars of a house that had not yet decayed.

"Let it wither and fall! Poisonous Junerva.

Just look. With that act, the pillars of the house scattered with sand and crumbled with a loud crash into a mass of wood. The mass of two houses rushed straight into Junerva with great force. A dark shadow hid the body of the poisonous bird.

Even so, Junerva made no pretense of avoiding it.

Both Dohasura and Junerva understood that this was only a distraction. It is worse to make a useless move and show an opening.

After the collapse of the house, there is no doubt that they will set up a trap.

While increasing the output of the poison, Junerva regulated her breathing. Each time she did so, she found her organs tingling in a way she had never felt before. Right now, she's forcing magic to circulate to maintain other organ functions, but it's only a temporary measure.

The destruction wrought by Mastighios was beyond what any demon could repair in battle. Even a regenerator like Drigman doesn't have that kind of power.

However, it was also true that she would not die from this level. Junerva's original source does not allow him to be bound by death.

Originally, perhaps Junerva should have chosen to retreat. She now knew the enemy's hand, and she knew its limits. On the other hand, the enemy does not know our moves.

Once the internal organs were repaired, victory would no longer be assured. And there is no one in this world who can keep up with Junerva's mobility.

But he didn't show even a single sign of escape.

It was his pride and confidence as a demon. And because the image of the red copper who had betrayed his people and fled was so vividly etched in his mind.

--I'll never be like that.

A certain pride in Junerva was what kept him here.

And it's not wrong to be confident. Junerva had no intention of being defeated from this moment on.

Pieces of wood, furniture, and bricks from the collapsed house rained down on Junerva. But they melted down and disappeared just as they touched his body.

The poison still remained strong, covering Junerva's body. The raptor's eyes only watched the enemy through the crumbling trees.

Sand was flying and thunderbolts were glittering in the sky. And still, it is powerless to move.

I know that the enemy is going to put a curtain over my vision and then pour magic and power into me. Then the move should not be to avoid it. You should move not to avoid it, but to take advantage of the moment it's released.

It was like a bird of prey hunting. From the crumbling rubble, Junerva sharpened her senses.

In the blink of an eye, a lightning bolt bounces off the rubble and a sandstorm covers the area. Just as Junerva had envisioned.

The magic and the power of the magic eye are wonderfully violent. It was definitely something that was going to choke us out.

--But it won't kill me. Junerva became convinced. And so she accepted it with open arms.

At the same time, the poisonous magic that had been staying only around Junerva was eroding the surroundings all at once in order to fight back. People, houses, and the world itself were being eaten up.

Junerva thinks. What I want is the freedom to be unbound by anything. Then I'll melt down everything in this place and win my freedom again.

At the end of her vision, she saw a pseudo-sun that reflected her roots. It's getting bigger and bigger.

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