Demon King Evolution History

"But what I just said is my answer. Unfortunately I can't"

Before Kurumi could finish her words, the light particles shot out by the origami angel of extermination stuck to her neck.

"Kang San... If I kill your body now, can you still be resurrected?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhated of ah

After thinking for a while, Origami nodded and opened her 'lips'.

"I want you to 'shoot' with that bullet I want you to send me to August [-]rd five years ago!"

"……five years ago?"

Kurumi frowned in surprise.

"What do you want to do in that era?"

Origami's gaze sharpened in an instant and said.

"I want... to go back to the elves that killed, killed my parents five years ago. I want to erase the fact that my father and mother died. I want to use this power to change history!"

After saying that, Origami clenched her fists tightly as if to show her determination.

After hearing Origami's answer, Kurumi couldn't help taking a breath.

"...That's right!"

Kurumi couldn't help but scratched his cheek and coughed a few times.

"But if you want to use the Twelve Bullets, you need a huge amount of spiritual power. Needless to say, I will definitely not use a little spiritual power for you. So it's up to you to pay for it!"

"It doesn't matter! How much spiritual power is needed!"

Origami looked at Kurumi with sincere eyes.

Kurumi touched his lips with his index finger as if thinking.

"It will change according to the length of time to go back. The longer the time, the consumed spiritual power increases exponentially! Therefore, if you want to go back to 30 years ago, you need to completely consume the life of an 'elf'! "

"...30 years ago?"

Origami showed a surprised expression.

Kurumi waved his hand casually to 'get over' it, then looked into Origami's eyes again.

"I'll think about the rest. How long you stay in the past will also change the consumed spiritual power... But I don't know about this since I have never tried it myself!

In addition, it should not happen that the past cannot be returned to the present. In addition, it is currently impossible to specify a detailed time for backtracking! "

"It's okay, as long as the matter is resolved quickly, it will be fine!"

After Kurumi finished speaking, Origami immediately replied.

It seems that she is quite confident, and she can't feel the slightest confusion and hesitation in her eyes.

In fact, even if the current Origami consumes the spiritual power necessary to go back five years, it still has enough spiritual power to fight.

Even just standing opposite her like this can feel the dense spiritual power in Origami's body.

"That's it, then!"

After turning around on the spot, Kurumi raised the corner of his skirt with his left hand and saluted Origami.

"Then let's get started, Emperor Keke!"

Accompanied by her voice, a huge clock appeared from the shadow entrenched at Kuang San's feet.

An angel possessed by Emperor Kuangsan who "manipulates" time.

Kurumi raised the muzzle of the rifle in his hand upwards, and then made a "tata" sound with his feet on the spot.

In the next instant, Kurumi's shadow suddenly expanded to cover the entire roof of the building and entangled Origami's feet.

"This is!"

Origami quickly noticed the abnormality and frowned slightly.

"If you want to give up, now is the last chance. I am a dishonest person. Maybe I will break the agreement between us after taking away your spiritual power?"

After finishing speaking, Kuang San showed a despicable smile.

However, Origami did not take her gaze away and continued to stare at Kurumi.

"...Even if this is the case. I can only rely on you now!"

"That's it!"

Kurumi sighed helplessly, and after he had obtained a sufficient amount of spiritual power from Origami, he firmly grasped the handle of the gun with his right hand.

"Keep Emperor Twelve Attacks!"

Emperor Keke made an indescribable sound, emitting black light.

The aftermath of spiritual power scattered electric sparks around like thunder and lightning.

The hour hands all converged at the same point on the clock dial, and a thick black shadow burst out after twelve o'clock, and was sucked into the muzzle of the gun in Kuang San's hand.

The loaded gun vibrated in his hand.A super-high concentration of spiritual power was rampaging inside the gun.