"The Fire Mist Warrior must dedicate all the existence that should have a place in the 'past, present, and future' to the Red World Demon King, and in turn, the Demon King will instill his own power into the vessel of the contract man who has become an empty shell."

Faragni, who did not realize that he had been stolen was not a Noble Phantasm, but two Noble Phantasms, with his fingers on the trigger of the revolver-like Noble Phantasm, and a smile on the corner of his mouth:

"The contractor who obtains the power of the Red World Demon King in this way uses his own willpower and personal skills to exert the power of the Red World Demon King in this world, and when he enters this body, the Demon King will enter a dormant state, curl up his body, and gather his strength, so that his existence can be completely contained by this body."

"And this 'happiness trigger' in my hand can break the dormancy of the Red World Demon King, what will it become at that time?"

"Bang~"

"Grand fireworks."

When the last heart sounded, when the poker-looking treasure was flying in the sky, blocking Xana's vision, Fallagni's hand pointed to the trigger and pulled down.

But!

At this moment, his fingers lost sensation.

Something fell.

Fallagni, who had this judgment in his mind, glanced at it subconsciously.

That's three fingers.

Three fingers covered with white cloth, the same color as his gloves.

Finger?

Fallagni's gaze fell on his right hand, which was holding the "happiness trigger".

There, only the thumb and little finger remained.

Because of the loss of finger support, the revolver-shaped treasure is tilting.

Finger cut off?

By what?

The doubt crossed Fallagni's mind.

However, at this time, the Zhendian Sana, who was wrapped in the fire, cut off the "regular rising chromatic horn".

The great sword formed by the flames tore through the barrier made of playing cards.

Flame?

Where's my blue?

The ring on the ring finger is gone.

With fingers?

Faliagani's gaze was downward, but there was no ring on the ring finger that had been severed by Zigan, only the power of existence like grit lingered.

With his breath.

With a blue scent.

As if he understood something, Faliagni's gaze narrowed slightly, and the starlight barrier that was supposed to haunt the night sky around him disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Cracked into fine grains of dust.

To defend –

Fallagni tried to pull out another treasure, but the Red Lotus Great Sword, which Xana was wielding, had already come to him.

"The host !!"

Phosphorus Mariannu, who had been quietly waiting for the completion of the plan and had been waiting for the master's order to act at the beginning of the battle, and was wearing a wedding dress, saw the attack coming, without any hesitation, and no longer waited for the master's order, shouted, activated all the existential power in his body, and pounced towards the Red Lotus Great Tai Sword.

However, the cry from the soul used itself as a shield to fend off Faliaghni's damage, but it was not enough to buy Faliaghni enough time to flee or do anything else.

When a glass-like treasure appeared in front of Faryagani, it suddenly slashed out.

Because of Fallagni's backward dodging movement, it slashed his shoulder, from the bottom left to the right, and cut off half of his body directly.

The right hand holding the "Trigger of Happiness" and the left hand holding the "Ball" were both cut off.

"My Mariano, my Mariano, you, the tool of murder."

The breath faded quickly, and after calling out the name of the phosphorus twice in grief, Faryagni's eyes widened and he cast a hateful gaze at Xana.

The glass-like Phantasm lost its power and fell downwards with Faliagni's right and left hands, along with the hand rattle and pistol-like Phantasm.

And at this time, Arastol made a sound:

"Do you think you'll be able to kill this kid if you hit me with that Phantasm?"

"I'm really sorry, but this kid is a 'noble person' I chose to contain the full power of my Heavenly Tribulation."

Hearing Arastol's words, Faliagni smiled.

No one knew whether it was a mockery of oneself or a mockery of not believing Arastol's words, or a bitter smile that could not be turned back.

Or the smile of a small being at the time of the experience because of the marquee.

"Mariano ......."

With one last call, the graceful Noble Phantasm Hunter, the Demon King who tried to recreate the third devouring city, had a smile of affection on his lips that turned into a pale white flame and dissipated.

.......

"Even if you get hit, you can't kill Xana?"

Qin Ren, who clearly ingested this sentence in his ears, muttered to himself in his heart.

It seems that he is overthinking.

It's so exaggerated in the animation.

But that's right, in the later plot, Xana launched the big killing move of breaking the sky and shattering the soil, so that Arastol appeared directly, and Xana did not die.

Fingers gently rubbed the azure in his hand, the sand of the mirror wrapped around the azure and seeped into the azure as much as possible, while recording as much as possible the incomparably complex freedom method and structure inside the azure as much as possible, the Qin people walked in the direction of Xia Na.

"Is this the organ that Fallagni used to control and devour the city?"

Xana, who picked up the bliss trigger and the prom from the ground, muttered to Arastol.

"Well, it seems that he can't complete the effect of devouring the city on his own."

"Still, it's distorted."

The Qin people, who came to Xia Na's side, spoke up.

Then, he pointed to the north:

"There."

"Well, a lot of torches are gone, almost a percent?"

Arastor sensed it carefully and responded:

"However, the distortion did not happen."

"Huh? Is it? Qin Ren showed a puzzled expression.

"I don't know." Arastol also seems to be wondering, "In principle, devouring the city is to allow a large number of torches to decompose at the same time and cause a chain reaction....."

"But now, the distortion is pretty small." Xana answered.

If there was a large distortion, then not to mention Arastol, even she could feel it clearly.

But now....... The reaction was much smaller than expected.

It's about the same as the twist of an ordinary gangster attacking a street and devouring all the humans in it, not as big as expected, and not even a chain reaction.....

In other words, what went wrong with the arrangement of this freedom method? Or was it stopped in time and there was no follow-up situation? ”

Qin Ren continued to ask.

"Probably so." Arastol nodded.

"I see."

No one noticed the true meaning of the smile on the corner of the mouth of the Qin people who showed a "happy" expression.