Gaius fell into depression, burying his face on the ground, while regrettably managing to spew out his words.
But nothing more could be done, and Pickle could not move.
There, and Satan's pursuit is upon us again.
Gaius tried desperately to move his immobile body, and also magically.
But it didn't work this time.
(... I can't concentrate my consciousness... I can't activate magic with this... ever...)
Gaius finally gave up in his heart.
But at that time, a pitch of pitch-black gushed up from Gaius' body.
As soon as he thought that Gaius' body had been covered with suffrage, he gradually gathered toward the center and was finally absorbed into the surface of the demonic armor.
But there, Satan's relentless attack struck.
Satan waved down his huge right leg above the sky and stepped on Gaius without hesitation.
But......
Softly raising his right leg, on which Satan stepped, there was the safe appearance of Gaius wrapped in demonic armor.
Gaius, who no longer gave up, accidentally looked around carefully at his own body.
He slowly moved his own limbs to make sure they were safe.
"... seriously... I've endured that outrageous physical attack this time..."