I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

The blade-like hurricane blade tore at Kuang San's skin and spiritual equipment, making continuous crashing and tearing sounds like steel roaring.

Kuang San is not an elf who is good at defense. Facing the liberation of a complete angel, his spiritual outfit was torn apart and his skin was rolled away.

Her eyes seemed to turn bloody, she pursed her lips, it was salty.

Obviously, as long as Yoshino's frozen puppet is summoned, and then use "Frozen Armor", it can be killed directly, but Kurumi gave up.

Can the Frozen Puppet and Emperor Keke defeat the guy in front of him?

Probably not.

She has everything she has, and even...she may have what she doesn't have.

The most important thing is that the key to defeating the devil is in her body.

As she said, this time Kuang San had no hope of picking up a rabbit puppet and pulling out the spirit crystal.

So... the devil really can only be killed by the corresponding angel?

Kuang San clenched his hands tightly, and what appeared in his mind was the scene when Fei Yixiang usurped the power of the Demon King of Books.

Thinking about the various hints from that guy, Kurumi probably understood——

The one who can defeat the devil is also the devil.

"Sorry, Mana."

The pitch-black, oppressive breath spread out, and the corners of Kuang San's mouth raised.

"I seem... to break the agreement."

No longer trying to suppress the feeling of turning his own existence upside down, Kuang San looked coldly at the Seven Sins on the periphery of the hurricane.

The next second—

it's dark.

"Let's celebrate—" Fei Yi sounded a long-lost smile, jumped down from the top of the building, and walked obliquely behind the hurricane.

"She is above all elves, the king who sees the past, knows the future, and transcends time."

"At this moment...she has finally gained the power to challenge fate."

"A whole new history has begun."

"..."

As her words fell, the hands wrapped in soft black silk tore apart the storm.

Takamiya Mana, who was flying in the air, froze there suddenly, and slowly fell down.She looked at the devil in front of her, and suddenly felt a heart attack.

Kuangsan always teases that her spiritual costume is like a sex toy, whether it is the eighth version of the restraint suit or the second version of the translucent nun's outfit, it seems to be something deliberately provocative.

But the Kuang San who appeared in front of her this time was even worse.

The black and red spiritual outfit looked like a swimsuit bikini, only covering the vitals.The thin fabric clings to the skin, outlining the curves of the graceful body.

Even the skirt is slightly reddish and translucent, and the degree of exposure is higher than that of a certain Roman emperor.

However, the arms and legs were tightly wrapped in black silk, and the stockings were above the knees, leaving behind an imaginative snow-white field and black flaming patterns.

The jet-black Kurumi, only the crown-like headband on his head has a little bright color.Including the light golden decorations on the two guns in his hands have been dyed deep red.

If the future White Queen is a pure white monster, then Kurumi in front of him is an extremely black Demon King.

"You...after all, you are getting closer and closer to that poor-chested and vicious demon king." Chonggong Mana clenched the missing corner of the spirit crystal in his hand.

"..." Kuang San remained silent, shaking his chest, it was still very big.

She clenched the two guns in her hands, and the scene of her first encounter with Shiori Wuhe reappeared in front of her eyes.

The pure white self waved his hand, and the world seemed to come to an end.

But what appeared more in front of my eyes was the encounter between myself and Takamiya Mana over the past month, bit by bit.

And... who is obviously the devil, but was bullied by Tobiichi Origami, and even Yuki who humiliated PIay in various ways.

Murasame Reine's words resounded in Kurumi's ears again.

'Is the power of the devil really evil?The power is good or bad, only depends on the person who uses the power. '

"No." Kuang San raised the corner of his mouth.

"What I want to become is not a vicious demon king who destroys the world." The voice became louder, and she pointed the short gun in her left hand at the astonished Seven Sins in front of her.

"On the contrary, I want to be the savior, the brave man who saves the world." Kurumi, who was obviously dyed black and dressed in an unusual violin, puffed out her chest and said something that surprised Takamiya Mana.

"What you hold in your hand is not the power to destroy the world, but the power to create the future and make more people happy."

Hearing those words, Itsuka Shiori suddenly understood.

When they went to find Niya Honjo, the savior they talked about was not Mana, but Kurumi in front of them.

With a little hope in his heart, Wuhe Shiori pressed Takamiya Mana through the earphone.

clack clack-

The jerky gears twisted, as if a twilight filter had been applied, and the gloomy Kekedi appeared behind Kuangsan.