- 270: The decision of Mirack
But…
Just what is this Demon Lord that is rivaling Phalaris shooting a Heat Beam with the emotions of the people of the city?
In reality, it wouldn’t be strange to be turned into ashes the moment it hit you…no, with that firepower, he should have been turned into ashes.
It is an overwhelming amount of power, and yet…why is that guy able to endure such an attack by himself?
Michael had crossed both arms to the front and continued to block the Heat Beam with his whole divine power, but the very fact that he is able to block it is already nightmarish.
Why is he able to repel all the power of us humans all by himself?!
“…Don’t get conceited, humans.” (Michael)
The voice of the Demon Lord made me quiver.
“And you mysterious beast that takes the side of humans…I have somewhat understood now. Even if you are a monster just like us, you are different from us in foundation; you are something else.” (Michael)
He faces Phalaris and says this.
“You people have gathered many numbers…continued gathering…” (Michael)
Michael left a space as if searching for words, and then says…
“I can tell that you are all smashing your power at me as if centering your target. If you come at me with numbers, defeating me shouldn’t be difficult, is what you must be thinking. But you can’t be further from reality!” (Michael)
At the same time, those words were directed at me?
“If it is about the unification of the race, I am also the same. It has been a hundred years since monsters appeared in this world. In that time, how many monsters were born and killed?” (Michael)
That’s…
Several thousands? Maybe millions?
“The destination of all those dead monsters…was me! The summit that was born from the death of millions, there’s no way a few thousand of you humans will be able to break through me!!” (Michael)
Oi, wait! You must be kidding!
That Michael is pushing through the Heat Beam of Phalaris as if he were going upstream!!
Not only is he not getting pinned in place by that heat, he is actually pushing it back?!
(Y-You…!)
The distance between the Demon Lord and Phalaris was shortening steadily!
This is bad!
“Master! Is the preparation of Grand Melt still not done yet?!” (Mirack)
“Let there be hot-bloodedness.” (Enou)
Damn it, it will take it a bit more!
The fire militants were divided in two with the arrival of Phalaris, the right-wing and left-wing were each making a Grand Melt, and were preparing to shoot from both sides.
The power will be halved, but we can clam the Demon Lord with two big fire dragons from both sides.
Grand Melt from the sides by the fire militants, and a Heat Beam from the front by Phalaris!
(Guuooo!! As I thought, compensating the ‘Fire God Path’ destroyed by Entropy with just the prayers of humans is just…!!)
“Looks like you are at your limit huh. Then, I will begin the blood fest with you.” (Michael)
In the blink of an eye, Michael had arrived right in front of Phalaris.
Just like in the past with Haine, he was once again being beaten up by Michael.
(Guaagh!)
“Too bad, but there’s not much time I can take on you. I will be crushing you right this instant!” (Michael)
*Bam! *Bam! *Bam! *Bam! *Bam! *Bam! *Bam! *Bam! *Bam!*
The hammer punch that felt as if it could destroy a castle wall was hitting Phalaris continuously.
With that, he won’t be able to shoot a Heat Beam again. Even if he could, at such close range, it would…!
“Mirack-oneesama!”
“The preparations for both shots of Grand Melt are ready!”
Braidley and Glassfin came to tell me, but with Michael and Phalaris in such close proximity of each other, we will end up hitting them both.
“…Damn it! What am I hesitating for?!” (Mirack)
In the first place, Phalaris should be a hated monster as well, right?!
But it looks like there were others with conflicting feelings like mine, and the Grand Melt that had taken so much effort was still hovering in the air.
(What are you doing, you idiots! Shoot those fireworks already!!)
Eh?
(The small girl over there! Looks like Inflation has done something to you. If you can hear my voice, quickly take me out with him! Burn this conceited fried chicken bastard together with me!)
Then, the owner of this voice is actually you, Phalaris!
But you…!
(This body is just a temporal one anyways! When destroyed, my soul will simply return to its rightful place. I would be relieved to be released from this noisy lower-bound world!)
!
(Also, this problematic giant man, after punching for two or three more times, I feel like I will sink. Seriously, what strength. It surpasses the expectations of even his creator!)
…!!
What has to be done has been decided.
Phalaris won’t be able to hang on any longer. That’s why there’s one thing that should be done.
I run from my place and rush towards Michael.
“Haaaaaah!!” (Mirack)
Using that momentum, I punch him on the face.
As always, there was no damage, but I managed to stop his pummeling of Phalaris.
“You…” (Michael)
“Have you gone senile, Demon Lord Michael! I am your opponent!!” (Mirack)
I went in between Michael and Phalaris, and push out my fist.
(You…You idiot!!!)
This cow, to think that he had such a rotten tongue.
But don’t underestimate humans. Owing you such a big one, there’s no way my pride as a human will allow me to bid farewell like this.
As a follower of the Fire God Nova, as someone who fights shouldering the prestige of Nova-sama, there’s no way I would act in a way that would lower his name with such a lack of duty and resolve!
“……But well…” (Mirack)
As expected, I will be dying with this.
It has been a chain of unexpected events so I was about to forget it but, the difference between Michael and I is on a level that can’t be done anything about.
I don’t think I can last a single instant upfront against him.
(…What a hopeless one.)
Eh?
(I thought I wouldn’t be doing as Inflation wanted no matter what, but now that it has come to this, it can’t be helped. The preparations for that have already been done after all. That’s why you can hear my voice.)
Huh?
What do you mean?
(Inflation must have done something when we were at the Wind capital. It means that preparations for you to receive a part of me have already been done. In that case, just turn already!!)