Chapter Seventy-One
Lying down on the bed again, the Great Demon King listened to the faint cheers outside the window, and his heart became more and more irritable. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Magic... Under... Lose..."
The characteristic noise of Kappa's PA machine mixed with the live events of the event and tried to penetrate through the cracks in the room, bringing intermittent bad news that made the Great Demon King even more uneasy.
"Not good... Demon..."
The sound of the loudspeaker suddenly increased, as if something bad had happened.
The Great Demon King jerked up from the bed, trying to make out the muffled sound.
But suddenly there was a surge of colorful magical air in the air, and after that, the sound in the air disappeared completely.
"Pa Cho Li!"
Looking at the purple-haired witch proudly releasing the silent enchantment, the Great Demon King could no longer suppress his anger.
Grabbing the Demon King's Sword from his bedside, the Great Demon King impatiently threw it at Pache Richly.
The sharp blade sharded into a black streamer that passed over the ends of Pache Licouli's hair, taking away a strand of violet hair, and finally pinned to the edge of the window, making a buzzing sound.
As if she hadn't noticed the Great Demon King's movements, Patchouli still had the leisure to turn over the pages of a book with her fingers, touching the important words on it with her fingertips, and reading softly.
"Is this the power of light for the brave..."
With a satisfied breath, Pachouli suddenly raised her head, stared coldly at the Great Demon King, moved her lips, and said softly:
"My guess is correct."
"You're transforming into a demon king."
"Huh? I'm a Demon King, the ultimate Demon King! β
With a thud of closing the unusually heavy magic book, Patchouli took out a handkerchief from her bosom, carefully wrapped the hilt of the Demon King's Sword behind her, and pulled it out from the window edge with some effort.
Holding the Demon King's Sword in both hands, Pache returned to the Great Demon King's side, and then raised the Demon King's Sword high and stabbed it hard into the Great Demon King's chest.
Instinctively, the Great Demon King closed his eyes and found that the expected pain had not come.
Stretching his eyes through a gap, the Great Demon King found that a white light was emanating from his chest, preventing the Demon King's sword from falling.
"See? That's what prevents you from turning back into a Demon King - you should have more power after obtaining the three Demon King Weapons, but because of this, you are still the same useless as you are now. β
Wrapped in silk cloth and put the Demon King's sword back to the Great Demon King's side, Patchouli watched the white light on the Great Demon King's chest completely disappear before continuing:
"There is no doubt that this is the power of the brave man you call - probably when you entered your body with the attack of the brave in the final battle, it sealed some of your past memories and power, as well as your evil and cruel character, but at the same time, this power has become a part of your body and protected you for some unknown reason."
Pache Valley, who was completely in scholar mode, ignored the Great Demon King's stunned eyes, and continued to say to herself:
"But this power will become weaker and weaker as you collect more and more demon kingsβat the current level, it will probably disappear completely after you collect all the demon kings, and you, in that instant, will become a real demon king, the ultimate demonic nature, the embodiment of evil, the omnipotent demon king, and even the ultimate creature that can easily destroy the world!"
"You mean, the power of the brave exists in my body..."
The Great Demon King stretched out his hand to cover his chest in a daze, feeling the powerful beating of his heart through his chest, and he was unconsciously stunned.
After coming to Gensokyo, the little memories have become scenes with a strong sense of scene, and they continue to appear in front of the eyes of the Great Demon King.
a sudden change in character; lost memories; Defeat the mysterious light of Xianglin... It seems that everything that has happened in the past proves that what Patchouli said is true and that Patchouli is right.
I don't know how long it took for the Great Demon King to come back to his senses, and looked up at Patchouli, who was still expressionless, the Great Demon King's mouth opened, and asked in an astringent voice:
ββ¦ Why are you telling me this? β
ββ¦ Probably for Marisa, right? If you do become a demon king, the saddest thing will be Marisa..."
"Even if I turn back into a demon king! I'm alsoβ" Seeing Patchouli's depressed mood, the Great Demon King suddenly felt a little upset in his heart, so he stretched out his hand and pressed Patchouli's shoulder, retorting loudly.
But after inadvertently remembering his past self, the Great Demon King seemed to be choked by his throat, and he couldn't make a sound anymore.
'Once upon a time, I was a demon king. β
'Like the moldy old books, with vicious horns, flapping terrifying flesh wings, breathing with scorching flames, and thunderbolts flashing with his gestures, each appearance is accompanied by the cries and wails of mortals...'
'Once upon a time, I was a demon king. β
'Commanding tens of thousands of monster legions, blowing horns made of bones, bringing suffering and despair to every life living in the Land of Light, those who tried to resist in vain have all turned into dirt and dust, people don't even dare to call me by my name, I am their nightmare living in reality..."
Reaching out and holding down his head, the will to return to the Land of Light to fight the brave and the desire to stay in Gensokyo and live with Marisa kept fighting in the mind of the Great Demon King.
Seeing the painful and struggling appearance of the Great Demon King, Patchouli couldn't bear to turn her face away, and said in a low voice:
ββ¦ For Marisa... For the sake of this Gensokyo, the people who like you... Please, please, give up collecting demon king weapons! β