A Wish to Grab Happiness

Desert maker. A warcraft of reason. Southern Magic Eye.

All those names are two names given to a certain warcraft hundreds of years ago. That was when much of the Southern Desert was still dark green. Except a name named after a man who was awed, revered, and drowned his head by men.

Now Doha Sura was taking off such two former names and facing the enemy as just one warcraft.

The enemy is Rugis, a family member of the treacherous Ouffle. The murderous eye, and the inexplicable fatality of the subject, he was very similar to Ouhul. Besides, it's not funny because he's also called a treacherous man in the Catholic Church.

Is it because of its similar nature that Ouhul drew him into his own hands? Or are you expecting something completely irrelevant? After remembering so much, Doha Sura stopped thinking distorted the edge of the wax.

Anyway, I can't read through Ouhul's skull. Anyway, we didn't even know when Ouhul was human and we were together. Now that we're far away, it can't even be understood as a shard.

But what is at the end of the thought will surely be to twist Artius' hand down. It should be something that ties her limbs up.

Wherever you think, you have to chew up the enemy named Rugis. I don't know what Altius thinks right now, but he's still gonna be on her side.

The Devil's Eye roars a large, green aurora, all of his sight. That's how I gazed at the enemy in front of me. The enemy took a step forward, tilting his white sword. Its lips are crooked like laughter.

"Come on, come on. Or shall we go?"

How well it was laughable to keep you so badly injured. The Rugis, though timid, still lack the hesitant heart that should be in man. A mind to stay, a spirit to instinct that you shouldn't.

Doha Sura thought that she probably had a more human feeling than he did in those parts.

But it is also certain that such a danger supports his sword muscle. It's no coincidence that I scratched my neck. It is no longer a mortal. He's a strong man to move on.

But still, I won't lose.

If you are strong enough, you have met many times before, and you have won. Doha is proud that it has not lost enough to suffer defeat more easily now.

At least there's only one person who once laid his head down on the ground and made him obey that way.

"I used to hear a similar mouth - well, he's already dead."

The enemy's aim is clear. There is only one thing more than that. Those who cannot use witchcraft and who do not use miracles have no choice but to wave their swords in stupidity.

The only way to wield the sword and beat the enemy is to move faster than the enemy or be strong enough to outrun the enemy's blow.

The enemy will be after the former. He has no way to stop his bone teeth from weighing in, and if you look at that spitting tide, there shouldn't be enough time to move around.

Then the story is simple. You can make a path for it and turn your neck off at the exit. Outreach It is to such things that people like him step into their legs.

It's a total hassle, but I guess the Lord of our time has to accomplish it in order to drag Ouhul's thoughts down.

As it is for a while, words disappear from each other.

Then a few times, Doha Sura and Rugis breathed together. Aim for each other's spiritual interruptions, and in that way exhale them to wait for the opportunity to come.

There were times when it was surprisingly quiet. Gradually, both breaths are lost, and nature flowing around dominates the sound. Only strained tension had proven that they were here.

They thought sometimes even the sound of my heart would stop ringing, for a moment. In the distance, I heard a blunt noise pounding something.

- At the same time, white bounced off to the demon's extreme light.

We didn't understand each other that it was a signal. But they were eating each other's growing animosity without ever falling behind.

Bone fangs mediate demonic blood, crawling itself out of the wall floor of the crossing, chewing and crushing enemies and roaring. Every single one of them is so huge that every single human arm seems possible. They are nothing more than indisputable chunks of killing.

The gushing hordes of bone teeth run for Rugis without slight disturbance.

While distorting his eyes to the bone teeth, Rugis sewed those gaps in between with Doha Sura as his own body was devoured and torn. Still, there is zero blood coming out of the wound. That was an imitation, so to speak, of scratching the net of intent to kill.

Again, it's not serious. Doha Sura quietly groaned in her chest, gazing at how Rugis was doing.

Normally, a human being's legs are stiffened if he feels his strong death. The spirit is upset, and its hand forgets such things as the precision of ordinary times. Even people who are accustomed to death deserve it.

That is why people try to stay as far away from death as possible. Dangerous choices should not be chosen, and even mercenaries choose to participate in battles that are harder on death.

But he comes close to the threat easily as he spits his blood. Do you think it's okay to die, or do you believe that you will die?

Though it is true that it is brave.

- Again, let's kill him here.

That's, like, a second whine. Unlike earlier ones, however, they are not just painted with hostility.

Doha Sura had a strong animosity toward a man named Rugis. That is because he is a member of the abominable family of Ouhul.

But at the same time, I feel pity. Why should he, who is just a human being, be accompanied by the thoughts of Altius and Ouffle?

That won't be the cause and effect he should bear.

I think so. If he continues to survive and thrust, he will eventually cease to be a man.

Then you should kill him as a man within the moment. Let's admit: He is a strong man and an enemy with dignity. Then I will kill you here with respect. Even my Lord must have done so.

Doha Sura slowly modifies the orbit of the bone teeth while distorting both eyes. Only marginally did he make a hole that Rugis would have noticed.

It was a little bit of an exchange, but I know that he is the one who knows the trap as a trap and still steps out the leg.

So the induction was easy. Build the shortest path to this side, and drive it with bone teeth. Sometimes it showed strange footprints or the reason for continuing to spit out blood, but it was corrected by moving the bone teeth slightly.

Rugis' foot stepped forward. Until we make it, that's the next step. It will take a few seconds to get to the next induction site.

Then I'm done.

- In a moment, Doha Sura opens her eyes. Both eyes were brilliantly opened in the demonic realm.

It is nothing more than an indication of the power of the Devil's Eye held by Doha Sura.

The glory that once broke down everything you see and overnight created the desert disappeared. But still, you can return a scaffold made of rock to the sand.

No matter, it's not very endless. Enough to create a gap. Poke and kill him with that slight blank.

After that, you may point your bone teeth from all directions toward the created induction site. That's it. The end, it should have been.

- If it never stains the green to red and black color in front of you.