Chapter 247 – Morax

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Morax. Or, the demon called Porai.

He is one of the great devils of hell with a bull’s head, and is said to be the Count of Hell who leads the 36 Hell Corps.

He carries a flaming axe, and can decapitate over 100 dead with each swing.

He was a demon who was said to whisper such knowledge to humans because he liked their despair, their hatred, and their deceit.

All of this knowledge of the ‘great devil’ that humans possess was accumulated during the previous war against the Empire.

Demon Summoners trained by the empire and sent to war – probably based on secret techniques obtained from Megiddo’s clan.

Demons who opened the gates of hell and appeared in various places on the frontlines spread across the continent.

Most of them were used as important defenses of fortresses or as weapons to invade enemy castles.

During the war, the one who defeated the greatest demon was Lesia, who was also a hero.

Among them, Morax was a demon that was summoned during the siege and defense of the islands, and was also a demon that mercilessly slaughtered countless kingdom soldiers on the battlefield.

“Hmm… It’s the fresh air of the human world…”

Because the half-human, half-animal monster commonly called the Minotaur can’t use human speech, it’s natural to think that the devil in front of him is also a low-intelligence being that can’t speak human speech.

Morax takes a deep breath as he speaks in a sweet voice with a low baritone voice that overturns such common sense or prejudice itself.

Was the roar when summoned a performance?

Aruru and Cleon also glared at him while holding their demonic and holy swords in their hands, not letting their guard down at Morax’s appearance.

“This summoning will be a fight that will not be boring. Thank you. Summoner. I think I can add a magic swordsman and a warrior’s skull to my skull throne.”

Looking at Ishtal, who remained in her seat her as a welcome look, Morax expressed her gratitude, and she bowed her back and raised the corner of her mouth her.

“By using humans who took the Black Maker as sacrifices… It’s the summoning of the Great Devil. It has power beyond imagination, ‘Astarothe’.”

And, while glaring at Ishtal, Merca burned with a quiet rage.

Ishtal speaks.

“That’s right, our goal doesn’t stop at a kingdom like this… Then, please ask for the rest. Morax-sama.”

With that said, her body disappeared before her eyes her.

“Hmph… What a cheeky summoner guy.”

[Aruru]

Then, while watching Morax, Cleon sends a telepathic message to Aruru by moving her finger her.

No matter how demonic it may be, if Cleon and Aruru are together now, they should be able to drop that head at any moment.

[Yes. Look through the gap-]

“Look at the gap, what is it?”

However, Morax opened her mouth as if he had overheard their conversation.

It spits out huge flames and attacks Aruru and Cleon.

“Cleon! Aruru!”

Merca’s voice rang out.

Roaring! The flames of hell erupted in an instant, creating a burning prison that enveloped the two.

“Sssss…! This is…!”

Both of them succeeded in protecting themselves using their respective abilities, but the flames that surrounded the boy Aruru and the two of them remained in place and showed no signs of disappearing.

Although Cleon wielded Galatea with his magical powers lost, the flames did not diminish its momentum in the slightest and he continued to play a role as a ‘cage’that imprisoned the two.

“Khehehe… I’ll admit that your strength can compete with this body on equal footing.”

Morax closes his mouth, catching the flames he spewed out, and raises the corners of his mouth.

“But… I’m different from the other guys with low intelligence. I prefer a duel that combines ‘resources’ in both hunting and fighting.”

Morax thumped. She laughed provocatively as she stamped the hilt of an enormous ax the size of her own into the ground.

“Hell’s flames are the flames that create this small area of ​​Morax. Unless you cross the dimension… It’s impossible to cross over to the outside of that flame with your own strength. Besides… The young humans hiding behind it .If you want to save the life of… It would be better to continue to consume mana within it.”

Just as the demon said, the boy hiding behind Aruru can’t stand the overflowing heat and sweats in the rising temperature, and his throat begins to show signs of dehydration.

Aruru said`Oh …`And put on her distressed expression her, then she reluctantly unfurls the curtain of her crystal sword to protect her boy her.

With that alone, Aruru’s mana would slowly be consumed.

If it’s not enough, I’ll use Cleon’s mana.

“Is that resourcefulness? It seems to me, the logic of a coward avoiding the strong.”

And, the voice of Merca escaping from the flames of Morax and glaring at the devil.

“Oh… You.”

Morax looked at Merca and his big eyes her shone with interest.

“I can feel a little unusual energy from you… It’s an energy that demons hate.”

Morax let out his snort, and flames rose from his nostrils his.

Merka listened to Morax’s story her and lowered her head while gently pulling up the hem of her skirt her.

It was an act of showing that she had a different status from the other person, as a lady with good manners, not by any means bowing to the devil.

“Hello. Grand Count of Hell. I am Merca Arcadias. I am one of the guardians of the kingdom of this land.”

“Arcadias. Hehe… Is that so. A descendant of that ‘Hero’? In the distant past, an attempt was made to invade Hell under the leadership of a Hero. Numerous people of his own kind suffered the loss of even their spiritual bodies. In the end, that The hero died, but only the servant returned to your world.”

Morax, who was chewing on Merca’s name her, gave a sullen smile and laughter, but Merca smiled at his reaction her and answered.

“Whoops. As expected, the great devil. Now, even though there are hardly any records left in the human world, you know it well. It’s basically a spirit body, so it doesn’t even have a brain.”

“That name is engraved in the ‘soul’, not ‘memory’. Then, is the ‘sacred sword’ behind it the famous ‘Ascaron’?”

When Morax says so, Askaron strikes a pose while wriggling his eyes.

Then Merka stretched out her arms and stood as if to embrace such a subordinate.

“Askaron. Allow the release of the function as a holy sword. With your power, destroy the enemy in front of you.”

“But, miss-“

Upon hearing Merca’s words, Ascaron looked at Merca with a worried look and hesitated.

Merka clenched her fists and smiled at her, looking at Askaron.

“This is an order from the head of Arcadias to you.”

After hearing Merca’s words, Askaron nodded while clenching her fists just like its owner her.

And, the moment she closed her eyes-

As her whole body her is wrapped in a halo of light, it changes shape and is held in Merca’s hand her.

Her holy sword she took the form of a ‘dagger’and was held in her prosthetic arm.

“Ohhh. That’s the holy sword Askaron. It’s the first time I’ve seen it with my own eyes.”

When Morax looks at the dagger with interest, Ascaron loses his temper! Then she bursts into electricity and absorbs Merca’s prosthetic arm and leg-no, the mana of her entire body her.

“Kuh…”

“But. You… You’re not a hero.”

And when Morax said that, Merca raised the corner of her mouth as if she would not lose.

“Yes, just like you said. I’m just a ‘sacred sword user’ who uses a holy sword without being chosen.”

Hearing those words, Cleon muttered as he looked at Merca in the flames in surprise.

“Is something like that… Possible?”

“Generally, it’s impossible. However, the Alka Dias family is her family that has succeeded Askaron, and it is possible to borrow some of her power through an oath with her.”

However, Morax looked at Merca and laughed.

“A human who is not qualified to handle undeserved power always leads to his own destruction.”

“Can you see? I’m not qualified to wield this power.”

The next moment, Merca threw Askaron at Morax.

Askaron flew at high speed, drawing her straight trajectory and flying away-

On the way, the whole body is wrapped in the magical power of thunderbolt, and it becomes a thunderbolt itself and pierces Morax.

Quarreung! A thunderclap was heard, and the lightning [Ascaron] Pierced the gigantic body.

“Keuuuuu003e heard. Any defense in front of that power is meaningless.”

However, Morax, who had her body torn apart by her lightning and rushed at Merca, who had become empty-handed, as if she could n’t help but be pierced.

Thud! Thud! The ground vibrates with each step, and it rushes at high speed leaving flames in each step.

Merka looks at Morax without loosening her stance as it is, but-

“Die! Foolish mortal!”

Morax slashes her ax from above and down at her.

The flames spewing out from the huge body and the added strength made her body split in the center like cracked firewood.

However.

If you think you heard the sound of thunder.

Her body her disappears as if it were an afterimage.

At some point, she caught the Askaron she threw and moved to that position.

Spinning around, Merka’s body rotated in the air, and Ascaron landed on Morax’s back her.

Once again, thunder roared.

The intense magic power of lightning emitted by Ascaron vibrates and crumbles as well as Morax’s skin on her.

“Keugh…!”

Morax, unable to respond to her attack that came from an unexpected direction, swung her body after receiving the full impact and shook off the relatively light Merca.

“Is it a movement in space…”

Morax turned her body and looked at her Merca, which had moved behind her own.

I could see that Merca’s body her was breaking out in a cold sweat with sparks everywhere.

“It seems that way. Wasn’t resourcefulness your forte?”

“Heuk… You’re a veteran of the past at least. The holy sword user…”

As Morax said that, he looked at his Merca with disapproval, then swung his hand around it, sending red flames through his fur.

Roaring! And when intense heat rises with flames, Merca lightly backs away from her.

“With such tricks, a fluke that wounds this strong body will never happen again.”

“Remnants of tricks… Remnants of tricks are talking about things like this.”

The next moment, while holding Askaron, Merca rushed head-on toward Morax.

“You stupid guy… You don’t know that attacking from the front is a strategy where you don’t have a chance…!”

Looking at Merca, Morax bent over her and held her ax, the moment she brought her her body her within her own range.

He swung her ax and tried to cut her body in half.

It does n’t matter if the ax misses, the moment her body touches her own body her, which burns with the flames of her hell her.

Her body will be turned to ashes in an unquenchable flame.

In that way, the next moment she effortlessly tried to take down Merca’s attack her.

Sparks once again rose from Merca’s body to her.

“Brain spurt”

There’s an explosive acceleration, and Morax’s swing of her ax is out of timing.

Thanks to that, the ax did n’t hit, but even so, the smile did n’t disappear from Morax’s face her.

The moment after expecting the girl’s scream to follow.

The timing when she thought the blade of her holy sword her had touched the demon’s body her.

Clap. A voice came from behind Morax.

When Morax involuntarily turns her head behind her, looking there.

There was the figure of Merca, who gently stopped her movement with her prosthetic leg.

“…What?”

Morax said she just needed a moment to understand what had happened to herself and Merca.

Dismissal… I saw the sparks of doing it happen on her body her as well.

And almost simultaneously.

Her left thigh her. Her right breast her. Heart. Neck.

Public. Right wrist her. Right calf. Left horn.

Its skin is ripped at the same time in eight locations, and blood pours out like a fountain.

“Aaah!!!”

Morax let out a scream as the pain suddenly overtook her whole body.

She dropped the ax of flame she was holding in her hand her, and the flames of hell that were rising from her whole body her faded.

Then, Merca approached in front of him who had collapsed like that, and rotated the Ascaron in her hand once inside her finger her.

And. She bent down in front of the fallen Morax as if to meet her at eye level-

As it is, she grabs Askaron as her inverse her and swings it to cut Morax’s eyes.

“KUARaaaaa!!”

Even if it was a demon, she seemed to feel pain when his eyeball was cut and the part burned with lightning.

“It will take some time to regenerate, so let’s reveal the trick in the meantime. Morax.”

Merca looked down at such a demon and spoke quietly.

“Ascaron’s ability. It is to temporarily turn the user’s body into ‘electricity.’

“Kuuuuu…”

Hearing her words of her, Morax did not respond properly and staggered as he reached for her ax her.

However, Merka steps on Morax’s hand with her prosthetic leg and injects her magical energy her to add weight to it.

Wood deuk…! Her feet digging into her thick hands as she groaned.

Morax clenched her teeth, and she held back her screams as if to preserve her dignity as a demon of hell.

Her previous attack on her was a single blow—no, 8 consecutive blows—transforming her whole body into `electricity’in an instant and passing through Morax’s body her.

Merca, in the form of electricity called energy, in that short moment—almost simultaneously, after slashing 8 demons, she escaped through the back of her body.

That’s why it wasn’t affected by the flames.

“Do you know why I am talking like this?”

“A mortal subject…! Such a humiliation to me, the Count of Hell…!”

If the devil’s wrath gives him strength.

His body His would burn even more intensely.

However, Morax’s body her already had no such function left.

His body his was pierced, he was attacked in 8 places at the same time, his eyes his were cut, and his hands his were shocked. The demon’s black magic power was almost exhausted.

“Even if you know what powers I’m using… You won’t be able to defeat me no matter what you do. One eye seems to be the last one that can regenerate.”

Merca looked into the regenerated Morax’s left eye her, and she muttered that.

Morax’s pupils shake while accurately capturing Merca.

“In the first place… You are also a resident of Hell. The fact that you, who do not have her lifespan, do not know the power of `Askaron`… Didn’t you survive by hiding from her when my ancestor visited your Hell?

“Kuh, ugh…!”

At the obvious insult and provocation, Morax gnashes his teeth.

“Well. Regardless. It’s possible to get you back from here.”

And once again, Merca’s dagger pierced Morax’s eyes.

“Aaaaa!!!”

I don’t stop with that, I send magic power to the blade.

By putting electricity into the summoned Morax’s brain and burning it black.

It was to completely destroy the temporary body of the Great Devil and return its soul her to their world-Hell.

Morax’s body his slowly faded.

And thanks to the loss of the owner and controller, the flames of hell disappeared, and the wall of flame that surrounded Cleon and Aruru also faded away.

“Haha…”

It was a short time, but when Aruru, who continued to use magic to protect the boy, stumbled and his upper body was about to collapse.

Quickly, Cleon approaches and supports her shoulder her.

“…It’s okay?”

“Yeah. Thanks, Cleon.”

A silent silence enveloped the entire party.

With that demon just last, there seemed to be no other lurking enemies in this lair.

So that. The moment Cleon let out a sigh as if relieved.

Thump! The sound of a fall came from right next to me.

It was Merca, who had finished her battle and was approaching her side of her.

“Merka!? Are you okay?”

After placing her Aruru properly in her seat her, Cleon ran towards her.

Ascaron did not return to normal when she was pulled up, and her body was sending signals of high fever and depletion of mana.

“Fortunately, it doesn’t seem to be okay…”

Merca struggled to answer in a crawling voice.

Cleon was not sure of Askaron’s intention of hers, but she first checked the condition of her Merca of hers.

“…It was amazing. No way, Ascaron was a holy sword…”

“Whoa. I was amazing too, right? Cleon.”

“… Of course.”

At Merca’s question as if to confirm, Cleon nodded and answered.

Next moment-

Dismissed! A spark rose from Merca’s body hers.

The tip of her hands and toes her, shimmering, changed into a form of energy.

“…Wait, Merka? The battle is already over…”

“Ah- that’s right. When I run out of magic, of course I can’t cancel Askaron’s holy sword transformation… I can’t stop that ability from running out of control…”

Merca says it’s a bit awkward, but from Cleon’s point of view, it was serious.

In other words, it was the fact that her body could be energized and dispersed.

“Wait, this isn’t the time to say that!”

“I know. So, I need a little help today. Move me to my room first, then I’ll explain what to do.”

Cleon listened to Merca’s words and nodded her head.

Aruru looked at Cleon and Merca, and she spoke cautiously.

“…Then, I’ll give this child to Mr. Rempart and return.”

“…Please, Aruru.”

Aruru starts to go out first with the fainting boy on his back.

Then, Cleon also carried Merca on his back in the same way and escaped from the hideout.

…

Inside the hideout where no one seems to be left.

“Whoa… That was amazing. First of all, is this going to pay for the failure of the request?”

[Well. First of all, use your body as a temporary body until your body is restored. Gray.]

“I understand.”

Leaving an answer like that, he escaped the hideout.

There was a rat made of metal.