Volume 3 Chapter 27 The True Power of the Demon Lord
A pitch-black knight appeared before me, a man of No Kill.
Their true identities are the hero and king I once defeated, transformed into majin, crystallized by their hatred.
...It is the responsibility of the one who defeated them to kill with my own hands.
"Why!? Why are you so calm after being poisoned by me, No Kill!"
In the grasslands of the Demon Lord nation, the king unleashes a toxic aura in his rage.
The earth transforms into a bottomless swamp.
The swamp is filled with lethal poison... yet I stand there, calm and unmoving.
"My eyes possess the power of appraisal that sees through everything. With this power, I identified the components of the poison. All that remains is to concoct the antidote with these hands."
"Don't mess with me! Die! Die! Sink into the bottomless swamppp!"
As if responding to the hero's voice, poison bursts forth from the swamp.
It surges like a tidal wave, attempting to drag me down with it.
"Hahaha! I won!"
"It's futile."
I activate Right Hand of Divine Magic.
Even the lethal poison shall be nullified by my right hand.
The toxic swamp instantly transforms into lush green land.
"What... what are you doing...? My crystal of hatred is... so easily..."
"Don't give up, brother! It's no good! Do not embrace fear! Be angry! Be resentful! Or else..."
I quickly close the distance and land a blow to the king's abdomen.
""Ugeeeeeeeeeeh!""
Like a ball, the knight in black armor is knocked back, collapsing with a crunching sound.
"That cursed poison is made from a strong negative emotion directed at me. Then, all I need to do is drown out the hatred and anger with other emotions."
I wave my right hand.
The earth, the air, and all living things that sank in poison will be healed.
"What... is this...? It's... too outlandish... you monster..."
Chattering his teeth, the king shivers.
He is afraid.
Yes, it is the emotion of fear.
"The poisonous aura is fading, isn't it? Right?"
I deliberately approach him slowly.
"No, no... don't come... dooooon't!"
It attacks with a toxic aura.
But now, I don't even need to blast it away with my right hand; it won't affect me anymore.
"Why!? What's happening!? Your body is getting stronger, isn't it!? "
"No, you're getting weaker. "
I form a fist and strike the king's body with a straight punch.
"Gyaaaahhhhhhh!"
I feel the toxic armor becoming increasingly frail.
It shatters into pieces, revealing a pitiful figure of a human.
Completely hairless, yet possessing countless eyeballs and mouths... a monster.
"What's wrong, king!? Curse it! You hate this monster, don't you!? "
"Ah... ah..."
The king has completely lost the will to fight.
"...How pitiful, you."
I concentrate magic power in my right hand.
"I feel sorry for you. But... no matter the reason, no one has the right to unjustly take another's life. "
With maximum output in my right hand, I create a fist.
"Hiiiiii! M-monster! It's the Demon Lord!"
"That's right, I am the Demon Lord, the king of the dark beings. Therefore... to protect my subjects, I will eliminate evil. "
I drive my raised fist into the king's belly.
It transforms into a torrent of brilliant light that envelops their bodies.
"Remember thissssss!"
Leaving behind a final scream... the men of No Kill vanished.
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