Demon King Evolution History

In the darkness, only laughter echoed.

At some point, the black-winged dark elves disappeared without a trace.

Lian Ashubell smashed his tongue, and turned his gaze to the lush vegetation in the courtyard.

"Eavesdropping is not a good hobby, Dragon Girl!"

"Since when did you notice that?"

Emerging from the shadow of the trees is Leonora, the representative of Dragonia?Lancaster.

Her pupils shining with crimson light were staring at Lian intently?Ashbel.

It is not an exaggeration to call it a murderous breath.

Those who haven't noticed probably haven't.

What she held in her hand was a huge magic sword, the holy sword of the spirit, the magic costume, and the dragon-slaying sword.

"The fighting spirit is really high, Dragon Girl. What's the matter?"

"The dragon in my body hopes to 'fight' with the strong. Please make sure to make two moves."

The tone is still quite calm, but the excitement that cannot be hidden can be felt from the voice.

The eyes of a berserker eager for a bloody battle.

If someone was familiar with the usual Leonora, seeing her now would probably think it was someone else.

"Is the successor of the dragon's blood in the legend of Dragonia interesting!"

Ren Ashbell whispered meaningfully in the depths of the true red mask.

"Then, draw your sword, the strongest sword dancer!"

Leonora raised the sword of the spirit demon outfit.

Although it can barely be suppressed rationally, it is not surprising when the breath is obviously cut.

"Let's be a little self-aware first. You have no value in letting me use the God-killing Flame."

"You will, regret it... Ren Ashbell!"

Leonora, who was swallowed by the impulse, rushed forward in one breath.

A swift slash far beyond the boundaries of the 'flesh'.

Moments later, the stone floor covering the courtyard cracked into countless pieces

but.

"Nice move. However, the sword cannot cut through the flames."

There was no longer the strongest sword dancer there.

Leonora looked back.

In an instant, she received a strong slap on her chest.

"Cough...ha..."

In the ear of Leonora whose body was bent into a く shape, the masked girl whispered.

"In that case, it would be interesting to have the Demon King and the dragon meet. Since she has this level of power, it should help her awaken."

"……what……"

Maintaining the posture of burying her palms into Leonora's chest, she chanted a short incantation.

A small black flame sprouted from Five Fingers' fingertips, and was sucked into Leonora's heart.

"Rejoice, Dragon Girl. Let me tell the opponent who is worthy of you!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah"

Girls' shouts sounded in the courtyard

Immediately, Leonora lost consciousness.

It is still inside the square hollow in the underground space of the floating island.

Four of the Purgatory Apostle members representing the Theocracy of Alphas who participated in the Spirit Sword Dance Festival have already gathered here.

The real body of the petite girl with dark gray hair, the monster military spirit envoy of the training school, Muir Alen Starr.

Sitting next to Muir was a tall girl with emerald-colored hair hanging down.

The pointed ears unique to the goblin clan popped out from the gap in the cape.

The spirit envoy of the magic tree spirit ranked seventh in the Liliframe Academy.

There is another person, a girl with striking blue hair.

She was the only one, with luxurious decorations such as gold and silver everywhere on the headgear, and holding a fan with gorgeous patterns.

And in the empty corner, stood a black knight covered in pitch-black armor.

Its shape is not only weird.