Anda laughed heartily, stumbled down from the stands because the gauze on his body was not as convenient as robes.
With each descending large step, I have to be careful not to expose myself.
He cannot become the second psychic pollution present.
"Are you the master of future human beings?"
Erst opened his mouth, and a demon's Balerini voice came from his mouth. The scales were almost enough to repair Erst's eyes.
But it's just this last bit that I can't manage.
"Is it because of that nail? The faith aura up there, something I've never smelled before. It must be from——let me think carefully."
"Only True God? The Supreme Faith, the Human Emperor!"
The pheromones on the nail were identified, leading to these conclusions.
Balerini confirmed the target of the great depravity mark, as he himself couldn't understand the future, so he used his only contact with the depraved card.
The latter's gaze projected from the depths of the labyrinth once again, confirming that the long-gone golden throne on which the human emperor's figure had changed several times, from a man with long hair to a man with short hair, and finally into Aaron's appearance:
"It's him; that aura is identical to that of the cursed one!"
What, am I seeing things?
How could that be possible? How could the Depraved make a mistake with the information?
Acknowledged by the Depraved, Balerini became excited. Found it!
As long as you kill the Aaron in front of you, it can complete the Depraved's test and further advance.
Otherwise, if you kill too many people, imitating Tz'arkan's ritual, you would always be on edge that you would be caught by that dog sitting on the brass throne and plucked bare and scaled.
"Aha, that's right, it's you, it's you!"
Erst's voice gradually returned, after all, the gap between the Astral Plane and reality at this time is very stable, unlike the future where communication is free.
I still entrust the battle to the humans who bless me, I just need to give them buffs.
The safety net is not on Ernst.
Erst's consciousness returned, and with a twist of his hand, he tried to break Aaron's neck. But he found that he couldn't exert any strength.
It turned out that Aaron also realized that the damage caused by the nail would not recover completely, and he had just been desperately cutting the other's arm tendon.
"Loja, next time I see you, I'll treat you to grilled fish."
Aaron was struggling for time. The next moment, the roar of the chain saw rang out. He hadn't heard Marum's footsteps yet, nor had he seen the traces of the chain saw.
Erst's arm had already been cut off, and Aaron's body fell backward, into the arms of the Ultramarines.
The white solemn guard helmet shone brilliantly in the sunlight.
"Next, let me handle it."
Marum kicked Erst's waist with a single kick, exploding it. He turned around, knelt down on one knee to avoid the blood splattering from Erst, and put him down.
Aaron still had Ernst's hand around his neck, breaking free and jumping down to the stands, casually warning:
"Solve it quickly, I'll go change into a new set of clothes, this one is too undisciplined."
Marum glanced at the emperor who had to cover the corners of her light gauze dress with a slight breeze, almost inhaling.
Stay focused, son of Kilmarn.
He told himself that, standing up, he took out a grenade launcher from his waist.
The enemy is indeed a demonic blessing, kicked in half by himself. The upper half is still alive and is fumbling around, trying to get up.
"It's not a Grand Devil, it's a lower level, but, dealing with the Depraved's demons is always tricky."
Marum walked up front, adjusting the chain speed of the chain saw.
He was looking for the main body part that the enemy was blessed with, and was also on guard for a blue-haired master dragon monster to suddenly pop up.
Ziziziz——
The chain saw pressed against him, grinding Erst's head into fine powder as the blood bubbles bubbled up from his mouth.
The crowd around had been startled by these consecutive events and scattered and ran away.
As the local garrison captain, Gert cursed and pushed his way through the crowd to join them:
"Quiet! Quiet! This is the fight offered to Sihmeh!"
"If you anger the priestess, all of you will have to——"
Gert only managed to reverse his way into the crowd, his mouth wide open, unable to speak, let alone close it.
Because he saw two of Sihmeh's priests now, all without heads.
One was still sitting at the highest point of the stands, only the neck bleeding there.
Another was beaten into a mess of blood and flesh, with a head that was still breathing moments ago ground into dust by a white-armored blue-garbed giant using that terrifying sword weapon.
Pata!
A hand slapped across Gert's face, and the bald youth who had been chosen by the Dalet priest to be a sacrifice was running over:
"You're the garrison captain here, I remember you. Go organize the people around here to evacuate, as far away as possible from here!"
Aaron took a deep breath, not forgetting to look back:
"Now the demon hasn't completely shown itself yet; there's still time."
Gert unconsciously hugged Erst's hand, and suddenly, that hand bounced up, sprouting many feathers from the cut edge.
Aaron frowned, and yanked the severed hand back again. The feathers then stopped growing.
He wasn't sure if it was because of himself, or due to the nail that Loja had given him earlier.
Bang! Boom! Boom——
On the other side of the arena, the hasty constructed stone stands were knocked open by a bone-chilling strength, revealing a colossal beast made entirely of flesh and blood, swaying its head.
That was a complete hippopotamus skull, and at this moment, the metal weapons of Ernst's guards had melted and were flowing towards this war beast.
On the hippopotamus's head, Erst's body reconfigured itself into his upper body, but it had no skin, covered instead in iron scales.
From its mouth, there was no longer any human consciousness. The demon was descending, targeting the eye of this race, and it had to kill these Earth monkeys' emperor.
"This is the style I learned from those steel calves of the dogs. I don't like it, but it's quite usable."
"I was going to use it to break the city walls of Babylon and urge these monkeys of three continents to start a arms race! Now, it seems I have to reveal myself prematurely."
Balerini's voice was loud and cluttered, with each syllable pronounced with utmost clarity, yet it felt like there were several chattering parrots in one's ears.
The steel-boned hippopotamus let out a low growl, like a blown-out bell, and the bones had no tongues or throats, so it was fortunate that it could make any sound at all.
Gert had been so scared that he couldn't move.
Aaron urged, tapping Gert on the shoulder, "Hurry up and run to organize people to leave. That's your duty!"
"Alright, alright."
Gert suddenly came to his senses and ran back quickly.
Only then did Aaron pick up the hand and crawl towards his father:
"Father, as soon as this thing leaves my hand, it starts growing feathers. I'm worried about some danger. Think of a way, like using a bolt of lightning to destroy it!"
"Oh, and put on this set of clothes. The gauze dress you're wearing now is too see-through, and I can't bear to look."
He handed over his robe with the other hand, indicating that he would wear the armor of the priestly guards.
Anda felt the cool and unrestricted Anata, black faced, changed into his clothes.
"And give me that hand," Anda took the hand, and then looked at Marum: "Provide fire support and blow that beast apart! Don't worry about the bullets for the grenade launcher."
In Anda's hand, the chaotic power in the severed hand was extinguished, and his eyes lit up with golden brilliance.
Marum shouted in a deep voice, "At your command!"
The grenade launcher in his hand was raised, and the trigger was pulled.
The bullets rained down, suppressing the steel-boned hippopotamus. Balerini, however, was covering his face as he looked over.
"Your will? I made a wrong judgment, or is the human emperor's succession system? That's truly terrible. I only prepared a dagger."
