At an early age, Devil believed that this world was made up of weak predators and causes. But I changed my mind. The idea became that this world is just a chunk of luck. But that thought has also changed now. That's how Devil concluded that everything in this world was God's prank.
The devil deceives and disparages people. But that's just imitating God. Even though God does the same thing as the devil, the devil is abhorred and spit, but God is worshipped even though he spits. I often pray and thank God with Devil. Spit occasionally.
Devil had been listening to lilies since the Good Moon. A woman who shakes many human lives, drives them to ruin and death, and enjoys it. Is it God's favorite? Or is it the devil's temper? Somewhere similar to myself. But not the same way. Once again, I become aware that I don't care about being there in any case.
I want to erase this woman's spare grin. I want to see a distorted face with fear and despair. No, let's push him into despair in front of everyone on this scene and make him a exposed person - that's what Devil decided.
"I can't wait to see how your facial expression distorts you when you taste despair before death."
Devil gets even more irritated after being surprised that Lily is thinking something similar to herself, and that she has been put in her mouth.
"Devil, let me tell you what caused your defeat first."
Even though the battle has not even begun, Lily states with certainty of victory.
"That's what you thought, knowing the existence and nature of the Unguided, is an easy force for you to handle, isn't it? Didn't you also think you'd be lucky that something like that showed up before you? And foolishly, you didn't really taste the power you handled, and you ate it."
It was all a picture star, but Devil figured what was wrong with it and launched an attack on Lily without upset.
One of the two devils rushes out to the lily, the other to sink to the ground and flatten.
With unprecedented momentum and number, the approached Devil grows branches and roots from all over his body and stretches them into lilies.
White smoke erupts from the entire body of the lily. From the smoked branches and roots, Devil hurriedly jumped backwards to distance himself, feeling his senses lose.
All the smoked areas had turned white and stopped moving. It is transformed into another material that cannot even be called wood.
"Assuming you're lying to God, that you can't resist" Resist "as much as this?
Lily provokes, then tries nothing, making sure to wait for Devil's next attack, and stands idly by.
When Devil crushes and folds all the whitened roots and branches, he grows more branches in bulk and glows the leaves.
Shortly after the beam was released from the leaves, a lily shifted in front of Devil's eyes and his prosthetic hand pierced his face.
"Oh? Now you don't see the look of despair. But it's hard to tell if you're not close to it originally, and you can play it soon anyway, right?
The right hand poked into Devil's face has reached his brain. Lily smiles and speaks comfortably, stirring her face and head further.
Because of the destruction of his brain, Devil couldn't move without thinking. Even if you try to regenerate it, you can't regenerate it with Lily's hands still in your head.
Devil, the two of us who were looking for a pinch and lurking in planarization, boils and hits from the foot of the lily.
The Devil's movement stopped. Suddenly I was a little bit on what appeared up in front of me, just overwhelmed by its impact and flinched.
The face of a 10-year-old girl appeared up right in front of her face, staring at Devil. The girl I just killed with my neck strapped off. No, I realized it was the girl's spirit after Lily's left prosthetic hand was swung down her head.
Lily steps on the back of Devil's head, falling into depression. The spirit of the girl remains stuck in Devil.
"Alas, let the spirit of my daughter, whom I have slain, be as wolf as any. The evil god, who sucked in a lot of grudges, is a terrified man."
Listening to the mockery of lilies, Devil absorbs the girl's spirit. Now we can deal with it. It's pointless to the point of surprise for a moment. Because it's a story that only needs to be absorbed if the spirit is the other person, so if you look at it from a necromancer, Devil laughs spirally, whether he is incompatible with it.
But soon afterwards, something incredible happened. The spirit of the girl she took in couldn't be controlled, and she rambled inside herself.
"Yadda, yadda, yadda, yadda! Nanicole! Cowaii! Cowaii! Watashido shitano! yadda yadda yadda!
The girl's fierce rejection of the spirit became an attack in the form of an erosion of Devil as it was. It is obvious that Lily was doing some trick on the girl's spirit.
Devil gasps in agony as he slams his body hard as he is trampled by a lily. I was experiencing that feeling, as if a big bug was rumbling through my body and eating through my guts.
"Oh? What's wrong? Did you break your stomach by picking it up?
Lily speaks in an elegant tone. There was a gentle smile on its face, but Akiko and Kozuki confirmed that the eyes were filled with a sadistic glow.
Devil, who desperately drained the girl's spirit, but the pain did not heal.
As if inspired by the spirit of the girl today, several grudging spirits rammed through Devil. The resentful spirits who are supposed to be controlled and cursed by the ancient art are obviously uncontrolled. Not all of them, but about six of them are rampant, attacking Devil from the inside, like the spirit of the girl earlier.
It's not just about the damage. The runoff of spirits also makes it very difficult to control the supply by the power of resentment - the power of the Unguided.
"What's going on? That's it. Isn't the Grievance attacking Devil?"
Thousand stones groan with a clear view of how it is.
"It's a simple story. The spirits that were sealed in the dolls I gathered were rigged beforehand."
"Oh... no, Mom, I was doing something."
Akiko slaps Pong in the hand.
"Don't worry if you're ready."
"I'll do what I can. That would be all."
A lily that makes you laugh with a grand extra look in admirable brilliance. The brilliance of seeing that smile.
(That creepy head, he made a lot of mistakes, but wasn't it a lie to try to make me give up? 'Cause you laugh at me like that, and I knew you had a pulse, Mr. Lily?
It was a brilliant way to interpret it as convenient and connect it to hopeful observations.
Devil, full of spiritual control, couldn't do anything else. No, I can't control it very much. I can only to the extent that I spit out a grudging spirit out of my body that I can no longer control by the trick of lily surgery.
Devil full of such gaps, but Lily doesn't try to launch an attack. I wonder what the faces of the gallery are doing, pointing the gaze of doubt and anxiety at the lilies.
In fact, lilies depended on fulfilling their purpose in the meantime. While the demonized Devil is desperately gasping, he is doing an analysis Analyze up close.
Lily had no intention of obtaining the grudging spirit of this village from which the evil gods originated, sealed by a thousand stones. If we can analyze the surgical logic, that's fine. I don't mind lilies getting them as they are, but I'll keep my word.
(Seems to favor me, and if I look good in front of that kid, I might be able to use it in the future)
It was conscious of Shining that he was going to keep his word and free all the grudging spirits. At first, I was going to shake him tightly, but if it was available, I found it better to use it, and for Shining, it was worth it just for me to use.
Devil, the one with the face and head pierced, grabs both hands a lily hand piercing his face. I quickly understood what that meant to Lily.
(You let your brain regenerate elsewhere than your head.)
It is not uncommon for some overlife with regenerative abilities to have spare brains.
"Will you not touch me with your dirty hands?
Lily says, pulling with strength on the prosthetic hand being grabbed.
Reflectively, Devil pulls back with force as well. Aiming at that timing, Lily took her prosthetic arm off her arm.
Devil pulls out of the loop with too much momentum and buttcakes in the rear with a prosthetic hand.